Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Decisions
"Finally," Abby sighed as soon as the door closed behind her. "We have some time to talk." The other six users were seated impatiently on the floor of the girls' bedroom. As if awaiting the results of who made it into the Corps wasn't hard enough, the idea of having a serious discussion apalled them "What do we need to talk about?" Von asked suspiciously. "A lot," Abby replied sternly, sitting down next to him and beginning to speak in hushed tones.

"We know more than we should," she began. "About this universe, and all the people here. We know who the shifters are, and who's going to die next, and that's more power than we should ever have." Batty scoffed. "What's gotten into you? Weren't you the one who insisted that we stay here and fight because these people need our help? Are you saying you want to back out of it now?"

"She's just upset because Levi doesn't love her," Aravis cut in. "That's not true!" Abby objected indignantly. "I'm just saying that we could do a lot of good or a lot of damage. We need to be careful!" Mad looked like he was going to speak, but Niko cut him off. "It's not too late to back out," she said. "If you don't want to help us, that's your choice."

At that moment Satoshi, who had been quietly petting Alexander until now, piped in. "I think there's some truth in all of your arguments," he said. "I think we do need to decide a few things, like if we should report the shifters or not. But that doesn't mean we can't fight. I think we could still be a lot of help to the Survey Corps. If we can work together, that is." His voice trailed off and his gaze drifted to the floor. "That's just my opinion, anyway."

"He's right," Von said. "We'll never get anywhere if we're fighting each other like this." The rest of the group sheepishly agreed. "I still want to be a part of the Survey Corps," Abby announced. "But, as stated before, we need to make a decision. Do we interfere and change a few details in the plot, or watch things fall apart around us?"

"Maybe we can just let things run their natural course?" Von suggested. "Like, we could take Annie's ring but not turn her in. That would help in the future. Mad shook his head. "But if she takes some random soldier's gear instead of Marco's, Armin won't recognize it and then we'll be in real trouble!" Abby groaned. "You're right," she sighed, falling over backwards in exasperation. "So we've made no progress whatsoever."

The room fell silent

Next time: Taking Action