With You (Rivamika)

Chapter 1

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Notes over the Story...

1] This is based on my oneshot story "Us". The first chapter will be the same and than I'll be changing it up a little.

2] Ages have been moved around to fit the story a little better.

3] There are no Titan Shifters within this story, the walls never get attacked or broken down. Annie, Reinner, Bertholdt is somewhere born within one of the three walls .. most likely in small towns or something. But yeah, no one becomes a titan/titan shifter.

4] Historia will stay as Christa because they won't be dealing with her family issues.

5] Marco adn Ymir is alive, along with Mike and Moblit. 

6] Hanji and Moblit is secretly dating, I won't make them a big thing but they're dating within the story. 

7] I will try and spell Farlan as Furlan .. just no promises over it lasting the whole book.

8] The timelines for when they do stuff within the anime with be messed up as well. Four example I'll be making the 104th join up when they're 13 instead of 12.

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She felt cold and empty, the memory of her father limp body that no longer held the charming silly smile he always wore. Her mother limp and unmoving before her, the scent of her blood still in the air instead of the normal flower scent she gave from caring for her flowers. Her parents, the only family she had was now gone and their bodies left in their home.

They had no friends, no other family unless a yearly check up from the doctor counted.

No one to look for her, the soul survivor who would be sold off any day now, she knew what her fate held and she wanted to cry but she just felt too numb to cry anymore.

She was a rare beauty, that's all she kept being told while her wrists became red raw from the old rope tied around them. Her shoulders in pain from being stuck in the same position, forced to keep her arms behind her back thanks to the rope.

Her nightdress dirty and stained, none of it being from her body at least, well not yet anyway.

The toilet break wasn't pleasant, shoved to a bucket and forced to hover over while doing what she needed to do. No wiping making her glad to only need to pee so far but she feared for when she'll really need to go and the looks of the food they shoved down her throat wasn't giving her hope over lasting long without needing to poop.

She was just nine, homed school for ever and knowing the hardship of working on a farm and collecting fire wood from the woods around her family cabin. She cherished her parents as they cherished her, learning the basics over the real world but never having to face the cruelty until now.

She just wanted to home, she wanted to see her father smiling at her before swinging her around the room, only placing her down when her mother told them to behave before dinner. Her mother cooking, it was either good or deadly but they always ate together no matter how it ended up tasting.

She didn't want to live in the real world anymore, she didn't like it and wanted to carry on dreaming.