A ten year-old Eren Yeager had been through physical and mental abuse for the past few days since he was kidnapped. He was taken from his home for reasons he did not know. He lost his mother and was physically beaten by a serial killer.
He woke up in a small white room to find himself in a bed covered by two layers of blankets and white bandages wrapped around his head, neck, upper chest, ribs and thighs. A big bandage was placed on his right cheek, covering up the dark bruise on his face.
"You're awake, Eren..."
"Huh?" Eren heard a voice that was unfamiliar to him. It was a voice that belonged to a female. He turned his aching head over and looked around to see a dark-haired woman with light blue eyes named Frieda, staring at him. Frieda wore a white a white gown and white slippers.
"Who are you?" Eren asked, slowly.
Frieda took her time speaking. "My name is Frieda Reiss. I'm the Queen of the Walls and I'm here to help you."
'The Queen of the walls?' Eren tried to sit up, but felt a force of pain surge throughout his body. This caused him to nearly collapse and fall back on the pillow his head was resting on.
Frieda gasped. "B-be careful!" Frieda jumped out of her chair in a worried manner. "You don't want to strain yourself, further, than you did." Frieda placed her hands on his neck and shoulders, trying to help him lay back down, cautiously. "You need to rest."
"I'm fine." Eren denied Frieda's help. "These wounds mean nothing..." Eren said, trying to sit up and power through the sores, but soon groans from the pain as he does sit up all the way. The covers fell off of Eren's chest, revealing the bandages on his upper body. And his underwear.
'If only this Eren was a Titan Shifter, most of his wounds would've healed, already.' Frieda thought as she can't help but feel sad while looking at young Eren's wounds. "You were beaten pretty badly-to the point where your body had shut down." Frieda stated. "I patched you up as best as I could. I even gave you medicine-so that your body can heal, quicker. But, I guess it takes time for even drugs to cooperate with the human body..."
She placed her right hand on her left chest.
Eren panted a bit. "H... how long was I out?"
Frieda looked down at Eren's hands. "For thirty-five hours."
Eren looked at Frieda with a surprised expression as his eyes widened. "I was out for that long?' Eren slowly blinked.
"Where am I... anyway?" Eren asked in a quieter voice.
"You're in my family's home in the Orvurd District." Frieda answered.
"But... why? Why am I here? What do these people want with me?" The young Eren interrogated Frieda.
Frieda paused and glanced down at the sheets. "I'm sorry. I can't reveal any sort of information."
Eren depressingly glanced down at his hands which were gripping the sheets.
"But..." Suddenly, Frieda grabbed Eren's right hand with both of hers. Placing one hand under and another hand over it.
Eren lightly gasped as he felt Frieda's soft touch.
"I promise that once this is all over, you'll be in safe hands." Frieda sounded humbled.
Eren tried to hide his blush from the Queen by shaking his head. Then in another moment, "Is it true what that guy said?"
"What is true?"
Eren gulped. "That... my mother is..."
Frieda made a gasp, as she knew what the younger Eren was going with this. She gave a depressed look on her face, as she thought about Carla Yeager. "I'm sorry... I wish I could've done something, though." Frieda suddenly thought about Kenny Ackerman, as she remembered seeing him in prayer sessions.
"Don't be. You're not the one who killed her." Eren turned his head from Frieda and gave a serious look towards the door as he thought about his mother's death and Kenny Ackerman.
Frieda watched Eren and could easily see the hate and resentment in his green eyes. 'Those eyes... they're filled with hatred. But, it's not towards me...' Frieda knew that wasn't aiming his hate towards her. It was meant for Kenny Ackerman. 'Wait a second...'
Flashback
Eren and Frieda sat at the Yeager's family table. They held a conversation as they waited for Grisha Yeager to appear.
"After my mom died, I swore to get revenge on the Titans."
End Flashback
Frieda then thought about the older Eren Yeager, her partner. 'Is this what Eren went through as a child, after his mother was eaten?'
Eren stared into space and his vision had nearly went red.
"Eren..." Frieda then sat next to him on the bed.
"Huh?" Eren looked over to Frieda who sat next to him on the bed. The next thing he knew, his body was pulled in a bit closer and brought towards Frieda's body.
"Promise me that you won't take your anger out on innocent people, okay?" Frieda said as she embraced him.
Eren lightly gasped as the side of his head lied on Frieda's chest.
"I know the world can be a cruel place, but you can't let it corrupt you. You're stronger than that. I know it." Frieda sad in a gentle voice as she gently rubbed his back with one of her hands.
"...Okay." Eren muttered as the shining light within his eyes had faded. He slowly went into slumber as Frieda was rubbing his back and using the Founding Titan to knock him out.
In the next four seconds, Frieda gasped as she three knocks on the door and her his sibling's voices.
"Big sister! Father wanted us to come get you!"
"Yeah! The ceremony is about to begin, soon!"
Frieda heard the sound of her younger siblings, Abel and Dirk Reiss yelling behind the closed door in the room.
"C-coming! Tell father I'll be right there." Frieda replied to her siblings.
"Okay!"
Both Dirk and Abel responded, then they both ran elsewhere.
After her siblings left, Frieda then lied Eren back down and tucked him into bed. She removed herself from the bed the young Eren lied on. "I'm sorry, Eren." She let out a depressed sigh and closed her eyes. In the next ten seconds, Frieda's eyes started shining a bright bluish-purple color.
Ten Minutes Later
Frieda Reiss walked inside the Underground Chapel to reunited with her family. They were all dressed in white and was prepared to start the Titan ritual. The Reiss Family group hugged Frieda.
"I am happy that you safe, Frieda." Rod's Wife smiled at Frieda.
"Yes, mother. And I am happy to return home." Frieda gave her mother a light smile.
"We all are." Urklyn said.
"Yes. And now that we have not the Founding Titan..." After Rod Reiss reunited with his daughter, he then turned his body towards a platform. "But the Reiss Family is also in possession of the Attack and Warhammer Titan as well..." he said as he gazed at someone on top of the platform within the crystal caverns.
On top of a platform within the caverns was a shirtless Nineteen year-old Eren Yeager, restrained and unconscious. He lied on his knees, and his head hanging forward. A metal piece was tied around his mouth, to prevent him from speaking. His fingers were cut off and hands were wrapped within white cloth, so they would heal. His wrists and ankles were cuffed and chained to each corner of the cavern.
The entire Reiss Family stared at Eren's unconscious body from below in the cavern, including Frieda, who frowned.
