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The table shook as a teacup shattered on the stone floors of our kitchen, the piercing noise ringing around the room. My kitchen. My family's kitchen. I heard my younger sister cry out for me in a separate room, but I was glued to my spot at the table. My mother hurried into the room where my sister sat, bawling in fear. She screamed, seeing the enormous titans that were now inside of our city. Our home.

I felt like an ant inside of a hill when a child kicks it, but much, much worse. There was no escape... that is, until half of my house disappeared and daylight filled the kitchen.
I turned slowly towards the bright light, praying it wasn't what I thought it was. Unfortunately, I saw what I'd been dreading. Half of our house was in ruins, and somewhere underneath the mess of stone and wood were my mother and sister. I shook like the table and glass, unsure of what to do.

I hesitated for a moment, staring at the pile of rubble that held my family like livestock for the titans' twisted pleasure. I felt a surge of fury fly through me as I shot up from my seat, knocking the chain I'd been sitting at to the floor.

It's my fault they're dead.

I could've at least died with them.

But I didn't.

No.

It wasn't just my fault. It was my fault they'd died alone, not that they'd died. That was all thanks to the titans. I began to shake even more aggressively, though it was no longer from fear. I shook for guilt and hatred. I shook for my family.

A bloodcurdling scream made my ears ring. I scurried to the broken window of what remained of my house to see where it had come from. Of course, there were other screams, too, but this one caught my attention.

Especially when Eren screamed back.

I heard him cry out to his mother, the same way my sister had cried for me, but his mother was already gone. I hadn't been gone when she called for me, but I still didn't go to my sister. I was a fool.

But it was not my fault she was dead. The titans would pay for what they did to my family and for what they did to Carla. I would not forget.


I stumbled onto a ship, shoving my way through the shouting crowd to try to find anyone I knew. I was far more concerned about eradicating the titans than I was about anything else, but I was on a ship on a river, with no option but to wait.

"Y-Y/N?" a high-pitched voice choked through tears. I recognized it immediately.

"Armin?" my voice cracked as I turned to see Armin sitting against a wall with his knees to his chest. Eren and Mikasa sat next to him, glaring into the distance. I could sense his hunger for revenge, making me even more furious with the titans. I felt my eyes begin to water, but I didn't let myself sob. The tears flowed as I hurried to hug Mikasa, who hid in her scarf, but I didn't make a noise. The disgusting titans wouldn't get that from me.

"The titans..." Eren mumbled, "they'll pay..." Another surge of fury shot through me and I stood up in front of Eren. He was surprised when I held my hand out to help him up. He just stared at it for a moment before continuing to curse the titans and stare at the damp floorboards of the swaying boat.

"Get up, Eren," I said firmly. His head snapped up from the floor and he stared at me with wide eyes. When he didn't get up, my anger took over. I kicked his hip and repeated myself, even more firmly this time. "I said get up. I'll take out all of the titans. Every last one. You can help me, or you can continue to sit there like the titan prey you are." He shoved my hand aside and stood up, glaring at me.

"Of course I want to kill all of the titans," he spat, "that's why I'm joining the Scouts." Armin seemed nervous for Eren, and I knew him and Mikasa would end up joining for him, too.
"I'll see you there," I held out my quivering hand once more and realized there were tears coming from my eyes when I saw that Eren was crying tears of his own. He took it this time and gripped it with his shaking hand. "We'll slaughter all of the titans. Every single one of them."

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"What's your name, dwarf-girl?" the recruiting commander shouted into my face.

"Y/N L/N sir!" I replied loudly, keeping eye contact with him.

"When do you plan on leaving and returning to your mommy?" he shouted again, clearly trying to 'season' me. That's what the other cadets called it, but I figured it was just an excuse to be a bitch.

"My mother is dead," I hissed, "and the titans will pay for it."

The commander's gaze faltered for a moment, though he returned to his aggressive state almost instantly when he noticed a girl to the left of me. She was eating a potato and didn't seem fazed when the recruiter screamed at her for it.

She introduced herself as Sasha Braus, and I honestly thought she seemed really fun. I figured maybe I'd speak to her later, but I also wanted to make sure I made it through the first few weeks of training to join the military.

The next person to catch my attention was a kid who turned out to be called Connie Springer. He also seemed like he was fun-loving, though wasn't as reckless as Sasha. I'd probably talk to him later, too, and try to make some friends while I was here.

Maybe I could actually enjoy this...

No. I'm not here for fun. I'm here for revenge, for justice.

My family did not die in vain. I will slaughter all the titans.

every.

last.

one.


authors note

hey! im adding this a lot later, but i just wanted to share that this chapter is less than half the length of future ones...

i cant believe i wrote such short chapters, but apparently i did

this chapter is around 1000 words, but future chapters average around 2700-3000 each... so there's a bit of a difference there

thanks for reading :))

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