Bloody Love (An Attack on Titan Fan Fiction)

Chapter 6~ Refugees

Year 845

Kait's P.O.V

I examine the heart necklace for the first time since mom died. How long has it been again..? Oh yeah, a week. But now that I'm looking at the heart I see a tiny hinge on the side.

I use my long fingernails to crack open the split on the side. It's a locket and there's a tiny piece of paper folded into the tiniest square I've ever seen. I take the paper, unfold it and read the quickly-written words. It's mom's writing:

Kait,

I'm writing this just as the titans are coming through the streets so excuse my penmanship. I just want you to know that you were the best kid I could've ever asked for. And it's a horrible shame you never got to know your father.

I'm also quite proud that you have your own mind and think for yourself. Never lose that beautiful trait, it's more valuable than any jewel or amount of gold out there! I believe it'll take you far.

Time is of the essence for me here so I better make the rest of this quick. Hopefully I didn't make the vocabulary too hard considering I never got much of a chance to teach you to read. But anyways...

Just remember to never give up. Life is worth living! Follow your dreams! Now make me proud, darling, I know you will.

Love~ Mom

Tears run down my cheeks as I finish the letter and fold the yellow-brown paper back into its original square. I put it back in the locket and snap it shut. I jump to my feet and walk out into the small courtyard.

I come up to a merchant with some different types of sticky waxes and seals. "Excuse me, sir?" I ask.

He looks up at me, "yes?"

"Do you have any clear seal?" I ask him.

"Why yes I think I may," he answers, looking at his different jars. He pulls out a tiny one filled with a clear, honey-like liquid.

I check my pockets for coins and pull some out.

"No, no!" he says, "you can have this for free. I know that won't do me any good, but take it."

I take the small jar, "I can't just take this from you..."

"Take it, girl. On the house!"

"Thank you, sir," I say as I begin to turn and walk away.

I walk back to the stables they've been keeping us refugees who swarmed to Trost in. I grab a tiny stick, open the jar and sit down on the stone floor. I dip the stick into the liquid and smooth it down on the sides of the locket, sealing away the final letter from mom forever.

"I'll never lose you now," I whisper.

I put my shirt over the now-sealed locket so it doesn't get in the way and leave for someone to grab and pull in a sticky situation. Everyone's been on edge for the past week due to food shortages. The people of Trost were starving already and us refugees from wall Maria come barging in just to make things worse.

The Garrison especially are being total sons of bitches because of this. They act almost as if the world owes them something for sitting at the gates and most likely spitting and pissing off the edge of the wall when no one's looking. But they swore to protect people; it's their duty to take one for the team. And by team I mean all of the human race that's left on this earth. Why should we owe them anyways? Where were they when the occupants of Shiganshina needed saving, including my own mother?

Well the answer to that is simple: they were showing off their cowardice and how "well" they know how to kill titans. But still... not... saving... all... of... us.

I shiver in anger at the thought, but slowly remember that I need to stay calm. This is not my place to go on an angry rampage. This is not my place at all.

I slow my breathing down and take deep breaths. I'm probably just this angry because mom's gone. I want her back so bad! I just want the feeling of her hugs, her soft hands stroking my hair, her comforting me when I'm sad...

But I can never get that back now. Never. All of those memories are just that: memories. It's all gone forever, never to return to me.

Tears stream down my cheeks again. I try to wipe them away with the heels of my hands but it won't stop them. I just want to go home, or at least see some family.

But the only family I have left now is my cousin Adelae. I don't think she can come and see me with all of her duties as a soldier. The Survey Corps must be busy.

I still need to get there, I need to join the Survey Corps. I know mom wouldn't approve but she's not here and I don't know how to make her proud. I never did know, really. But I want to know who my father was, mom never liked to talk about him too often because she didn't want to break down in front of me.

Mom was a strong woman before, I was told by many of her friends. But once my father died, she just... broke. Like a piece of her fell off and died with him.

I can't help but wonder if this is how she felt: defeated, useless, scared, heartbroken... I could go on forever but I'm not going to. I feel like I'm nothing anymore, just to put it in a nutshell. It hurts.

Who or what would want to do this to us? Well someone who wanted kill us obviously. But if I find out I swear, I will kill them. I'll make sure of it that they feel the same pain that I and hundreds upon thousands of other people felt. Their deaths will be slow and painful, I promise that.

I put my head against a horse stall and close my eyes. How is a eleven-year-old supposed to survive alone in this world? How are any of us orphaned children supposed to survive on our own?!

I open my eyes again. I'm done being a victim. I'm gonna join the military and I'll keep trying. But that's where I'll be in two years: a cadet. Ready to train.

And only then, will whatever did this to us get what's coming to them.