Mikasa's Secrets

Credits / Prologue

This story was heavily inspired by the story Karma Todoroki By @tayyibabari

All credits to them, and a link to the story will be down below.

https://www.wattpad.com/949672547-karma-todoroki-christmas-planning 

(Damn Wattpad won't let me paste so I had to type that lmao </3)

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Mikasa Ackerman. This beautiful yet cold girl had so many secrets that couldn't be explained. Like how she had just appeared in the middle of the woods seven years ago, when she was eight. The Ackerman family had taken her in, and shortly after were murdered. That was the first time she witnessed death and it sure as hell wouldn't be her last.

The girl didn't even know how she got there. She was playing with her brother, Katsuki, and a portal opened up right beneath her. She fell through and landed in a forest. She tried using her Quirk and create a small explosion, but it didn't work. Where was she? "Katsu-nii!" She exclaimed frantically as she stood up. "Mama! Papa!" She yelled, but the only response she recieved were chickens running the other way.

Mikasa wondered for days, deeper into the woods, and was starting to get hungry. Lucky for her, a couple was walking through the woods, ad they spotted the now starving girl. "Oh, dear, look! She looks so hungry." The girl said quietly, asking her husband permission to approach the child. He nodded, walking towards Mikasa with his wife. They kneeled in front of her, and asked "Are you okay?" Mikasa shook her head, shivering from the cold. 

"Where are your parents?" The man asked.

Silence.

"What's your name?" The woman asked.

This, she could answer. "Mikasa. Mikasa B-Bakugo." She coughed, causing her to stutter.

"Should we take her?" The woman asked her husband, a concerned look.

"Yes, she looks horrible.." The man agreed, extending a hand for Mikasa to take. Mikasa took the man's hand cautiosly, ignoring everthing her parents had told her about talking to strangers. the man smiled warmly, giving the eight-year-old a sense of safety. 

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F

ast forward about four months. There was a knock at the door. "I'll get it!" Mikasa's new father yelled. A man stabbed him in the chest seconds after the door was open. "Get the girl!" Another one shouted. Mikasa's mother wasn't in view of the men, so they attacked her. Mikasa screamed, trying to run away. Her mother ran into the room, protecting Mikasa from the man's blade. Suddenly, another man walked in, looking horrified. This man's name was Grisha, Mikasa knew. She looked at the man and back to the one with the knife. 

A feeling of power awakened in her. She felt a surge of adrenaline, andgrabbed the man's arm, bending it back and grabbing the knife. She looked at him with a crazed look in her eyes, before stabbing him. "Mikasa wait-!" Grisha yelled from the ground as he was knocked down. She looked at him, then to the boy in the door. He had a pocket knife. Eren, was his name. Eren stabbed the man who had attacked his father, the same look in his eyes Mikasa had seconds ago. 

Reality hit, and the children realized what they had done. Mikasa started crying. Eren stood there, looking at the man's limp body. Horrified, scared, confused.

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Yes, I know this isn't how the story actually went, but it's close enough and this was much easier to write ig idk lmao