Attack On Titan x OC

|Ch.2| It All Falls Down

I was happy for while. The Yeager family took me in and raised me like I was one of their own. They raised me the same way they did Mikasa. Speaking of, I think I slowly crept into her heart. She used to treat me like and outsider, she treated me the same way the bad people did. I've decided to call them the White Coats.

I think for a while Mikasa hated me, or at least didn't trust me. She was the only one that didn't gravitate towards me naturally, which I began to understand why. I think there's something up with her brain, she doesn't react the same way others do. She's glued to Eren, and in some cases Armin too. She treats them like their bunnies that need to be taken care of, and she is their tough loving owner.

It took about six months for her to even accept me as part of the house. She's really smart so I assume she noticed how everyone else acted and chose to keep her distance for as long as possible. That was quiet hard considering we lived in the same house. Although, within time she gravitated towards me like everyone else does. She treated me the same was she does Eren, I say treated because after a while it became like I was the one she payed more attention to.

Not that I cared, I enjoyed knowing someone cared for me. And Mikasa is not only smart but she's also young. A year younger than me, but still young. She has a higher chance of living longer. Meaning it will take longer for her to leave me side. That might sound selfish, it's because it is. I'm selfish, so far I feel like I'm somewhat attached to Mikasa. So I'd be willing to give up a few people to stay with her longer.
I thought that for a while. I thought I'd be okay seeing Armin, Grisha, or maybe even Eren or Calra die. I thought I'd be okay, mainly because Mikasa was smart enough to stay alive. I was wrong though.

I've been hurt mentally, physically, and psychologically before, but seeing the women who showed you motherly love for the first time in year die? That is something that's burned into your memory. That is something that no matter how much of a monster you might be. You'd still feel understand that a pain like that is something no one deserves. Yet, I stand there in fear, watching it happen, wishing I could say something. Do something. The blonde man, I never bothered to remember his name, I called him the drunkard.

He tried to grab me, take me, Mikasa, and Eren away. His touch woke up me, and I walked forward. I felt the pain in my lungs, the burning in my legs, my heart hurt and my eyes were filled with tears. I screamed, I've never done that before, or maybe I have and it's just been so long I cant remember. I ran for the first time in a while and I hit the monster I now know as a titan. I hit it as hard as possible, at the time I didn't expect much. I thought it would grab and kill me too.

I hoped I could go to the same place Carla got to go to. Instead the foot I punch breaks open, steam spreads everywhere. Through my anger I didn't notice, I didn't care. I screamed, and kicked, and punched. I watch the flesh, I'd seen the steam, but nothing actually registered in my head. I felt someone grab me, the drunkard. He ran with me and the others in tow. I screamed and dug my hands into the man, he cried in pain, but kept running.

After that I blacked out. Everything was dark, I remember a boat and I remember seeing Eren cry. I remember holding onto Mikasa for dear life, and I remember her not letting me go.

Time went by fast, or as fast as it could go. I saw everything in a blur, it was all darkness with a few stray memories here and there.

Now, though, now I'm standing with the 104th Training Corps, well I shouldn't say it that. I'm apart of the 104th Training Corps. I stand in a line, a neutral look on my face. A man, Keith Sadis is currently digging into Armin. I'm watching with a small, very small smile. Armins always been too nice, made me sick sometimes. So seeing him get ripped a new one, even though he hasn't done anything. Well, it makes me feel all happing inside. He continues to walk down and he passes right by me, Eren, and Mikasa. Does he think we aren't that interesting? Probably.

He walks and after yelling at a weird horse face guy, he yells at a kid he called Q-tip. Connie Springer, he looks sort of goofy, maybe we could joke off together. After a minute of yelling at him about his arm he turns to see a girl eating a potato. I watch in amusement, the girl herself, Sasha Braus. She looks cute, I like the hair, although it does remind me a bit too much of Eren.
"Are you asking me why people eat potatoes? I'm surprised you don't know, sir."

I had to use all the strength forced into my blood and bestowed upon me to suppress my laugh. I hurt my throat badly, but I think I'd rather deal with that pain than the punishment Sasha is soon to be facing. Everyone else has mixed faces of bewilderment and surprise, surprised at how shockingly stupid one can be. While- she did not just give him that little piece of potato. . .

I'm sitting around with some others watching the girl we've dubbed, "Potatoe Girl" run until the sun sets. Apparently it was her preferred punishment to losing meal privileges for five days. Which, I can't blame her, I quite like food, but not like that girl.
I watch the dropouts leave on a carriage, I hum, wondering just how field work would compare to whatever's going to happen to us. I listen as Marco asks Eren where he's from. "Oh, I'm from Shiganshina, just like Armin. Mikasa and Lyrin are from there too."

As the questions begin to roll in, Marco asks one that makes me smiles a bit. "Lyrin? Who's that?"

Eren stares at him blankly before dramatically pointing to me. I smile and wave, "Hi, didn't notice me did you? Marco, was it? Nice to meet you."

I shake his hand, making sure to grip it just a bit tighter than what's considered friendly. After that I walk inside, choosing to pay little attention to those around me. I sit in the corner and wait for Mikasa, Armin, and Eren to find me. They always do.
After a bit I find myself being pulled away from the table in the corner to one closer to Eren and Armin. Mikasa pulls my reluctant body along.
"I know you want to hide, but I'd like us all to be in a group."

That was Mikasas way of telling me to get my ass over there. I did as told, not asked, told. That woman can be scarier than a titan sometimes, and I truly mean that with everything in my heart. I watch the little squabble Eren and Jean- I think that's his name. I find it amusing how easy it is to annoy Eren, in all my years of knowing him. That is, and will more than likely always be a constant.

Eren walks out and Mikasa tells me she's going to join him. She tries to pull me along, but I tell her I want to stay here. She sighs, "Fine, but please dont start something."

She knows me so well, some would say too well. I'm not part of that group. I lay my head on the table and watch her walk out, as she does I see Jean try to make his move. I snicker as he's quickly brushed off and I watch him run out. I just lay my head back down and wait until we have to go to our barracks.

Later in the night I'm sitting outside, I wave to Sasha with a cruel smile. I have some food in my hands and she's practically running for it. I hand it over and she eats like a dog. . .how adorable. A little puppy- nope. Bad thoughts, begone!

While she's eating the food I gave her, I see Krista walking with some more. Sasha practically jumps over like a woman possessed and shoves the food in her mouth. Krista attempts to give her water, but I doubt Sasha's listening. "Krista, I dont mean to sound rude, but I dont think water I on Sashas mind right now."

Krista, very timid and meek. Really cute though, it annoys me a bit though. Sometimes when she talks, I feel as though she's forcing her voice. She's forcing herself to sound or act a specific way, which I have no understanding of why, but who cares. I notice Ymir walk out of the darkness too. I wave to her as well.

After listening to Ymir and Kristas conversation, I can tell. Ymir is interested in Krista, she's subtle about it, but it's still seeable. I ponder on why, though. She says she's helping Sasha for the future, which is smart. I can attest to that. I watch them bring Sasha to her bed, the entire time my eyes go from Krista to Ymir, left to right. They're both quite intriguing in their own ways. I wonder what will become of them?