Chapter 4: An Attack is Coming

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  3rd POV

  After time goes by (y/n) tires herself out from crying. Theo tucks away her new gifts and carries her to bed. As she lies still and quiet with only her smooth, slow breathes, Theo tucks a strand of hair behind her ear from her face. He lets a small smile spreads across his face before going downstairs to pull an all-nighter for orders.

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 Theo stops abruptly at what he's doing. It's early morning as Theo sets his tools down.

'They're coming...not now...but soon.' Theo thinks. He rushes to upstairs into the young girl's room.

  "(Y/n)! Get up! Now!" He exclaims to the sleeping girl.  The wakes up a bit fast at the sudden burst of adrenaline  rushes through her. 

  "Papa *yawn* Snow? What is it? Don't tell me you pulled an all- nigh-" She stops mid-sentence to see Theo's serious expression. She stops what she's saying and stays quiet.

  "Get up quickly! Gather only necessary items and everything else we don't need leave behind." Theo demands as he tosses her a backpack. 

  "Where are we going?" Yet again she is quiet after receiving a concerned expression. A look she knows well.

  Take action, ask questions later. Theo starts to pack up his items from his room and his workshop while (y/n) does the same. 

  After both are done packing Theo double checks everything while (y/n) heads towards her room to only see one item left of packing. 

  The little metal box. She walks over to it and outs the necklace on and puts the journal in her small much that is set by her thigh. She puts the rose in the box and rests it in her hands. A small glow appears all around the box along with red streaks. It grows brighter, soon the box is gone. Disappeared from her hands. She heads back downstairs to see Theo waiting.

"Ready?"

"Ready."

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  Theo warned the townspeople and left as soon as he was down and didn't answer any questions. Where he was well respected, everyone  listened. The whole town bustled loudly. Theo and (Y/n) left quietly and quickly before traffic was too great and was on their way to Wall Rose and to the next to the next best city.

"So where are we going exactly?" 

"We're going to see an old friend of mine. Erwin Smith. He's the commander of the Scout Regiment. I'll tell him what I know what is coming so he can send help to the people in need to avoid casualties." Theo states monotoned.

"And what's that exactly?" 

"Titans...."

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"Theo, its a pleasure to see you again!" Erwin greeted.

'Wow, his eyebrows are.....huge.' (Y/n) thought. 

  "The pleasure is all mine Erwin. This is (Y/n), my daughter. (Y/n) this is Erwin Smith, the commander of the Scout Regiment."

"Hello sir. Its a pleasure to meet you."

"As am I with you Miss Moon." 

   "Now (y/n) can you excuse us as we discuss urgent matters." Theo says. (y/n) nods and walks away with a nod to Erwin as he returns the gesture. 

Your POV

  'Guess I can look around then, I'll start with the training grounds.' I thought. 

  When I arrived I saw a crowd of people surrounding a duel. I can sense the aura from the battle, both duelers being strong in what they were gifted in. I get a closer look to see a Chemical/ Earth, named Earth Chemist , magical, level 5 to 6 at best, but....wait is that a.....Blade Magical!! A level 8 to 9 for sure. Both magical have abilities both reliable for the Scouting legion. 

  I can barely get a good look at the dueler, but I can catch a glimpse of both, one having a glare os light, probably from glasses, and the other with an ice cold stare. The Earth chemist magical shoots shards of earth and blobs of green goo at the the Blade magical. And they just stand there, waiting for it to hit them.

"Come on Shorty, if you don't do something, you'll be covered and get all dirty!" I hear someone say.

  Shorty? Then suddenly the blade magical dodges all the attacks and sends a single blade towards the Earth Chemist so fast they don't have time to react and falls to the ground barely able to move.

  After the fight is over I see the blade magical, but just his eyes, cold gray-blue eyes that hold no emotion. To some its no emotion, but to me, I see it all. 

I see someone broken....someone like me.

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