(VariousXReader)
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Titans.
A race of giant, man-eating humanoids that serve as the catalyst for the events which lead to the destruction of the world. They are transformed humans known as Subjects of Ymir and have existed for nearly 2,000 years.
Unlike other species, Titans do not mate, and their interactions are nill with organisms other than humans; their sole purpose in life is to seek out and devour humans.
Some Titans do not react to pain, and all will move as long as there is sunlight. Titans do not possess a complete, functioning digestive tract; they merely have a stomach-like cavity that eventually fills up with what they swallow. After consuming a certain amount, they regurgitate the contents of the cavity before they continue eating more humans.
Most Titans show no signs of intelligence and act like mindless beasts - easy to trick, distract, and deceive.
There are, however, exceptions to this rule. They come in the form of ten different titans.
The Attack Titan;
The Armoured titan;
The Beast Titan;
The Cart Titan;
The Colossal Titan;
The Female Titan;
The Founding Titan;
The Jaw Titan;
The Warhammer Titan;
And finally, the Crystal Titan.
When someone receives the powers of one of these great titans, their life may only continue for up to thirteen years. After that, they will die. There is no way to avoid this fate once someone has inherited this power. They're only option after obtaining it, is to die.
A young lad with special blood flowing through his veins.
A pair of brothers, different in hair colour but similar in nature.
A clever girl with outstanding strategy and another with immense fighting power.
A lanky young boy without much will, easily swayed to do what others told him was best.
A boy driven by his unquestionable loyalty and determination to his country.
A naive little girl who lost everything that ever mattered to her.
These were the children chosen to become vessels of these great powers. These were the children who would cause so much destruction and death across the sea.
These were the children who were told to die, and willingly accepted their fates.
But being nothing more than second class citizens, what other choice did they have?
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Year 840
"(Y/n)... wake up!" A voice urged, shaking me back and forth.
"Five more minutes... and then I'll get up," I yawned, turning away and pulling the blankets closer to my chest.
Sleep. It was something I loved yet hated at the same time. I never quite wanted to fall asleep at the end of the day. Never wanting to succumb to the darkness and allow for tomorrow to arrive. And yet, once I allow sleep to overtake me, I never do want to wake up. Thus, at this moment, my love-hate relationship continued.
"If you insist," the voice laughed, "I guess I'll phone the commander and tell him you didn't want to attend the training camp."
As soon as the words had made it through my brain, I shot out of bed.
My vision was a little blurry and a pounding started in my head. Sleep was never too eager to let go of me. It was only when I had thrown my blankets aside did the warm embrace of sleep finally leave me alone.
A figure with similar hair of my own left the room. I was too busy getting changed to say anything to them.
They seemed familiar. Like someone I knew from a half forgotten dream.
My feet had a mind of their own as I flew down the hall and towards a set of stairs. I didn't waste much time as I made a beeline for the front door. I had nearly made it outside when a voice stopped me.
"Don't forget your arm band!" They called. It was the female who had woken me up.
"Do I wear the red one today?"
"Don't you remember what dad said?" The female scolded, taking my arm and slipping a dull, yellow band into place, "we only wear the red ones on special occasions."
I nodded and the female pulled me in for a hug.
"Try not to cause any trouble out there," She sighed. "I can't stand when my little sister gets herself into trouble!"
The hug suddenly turned into a tickle.
I squirmed to escape from the female - my sister's - grasp.
"Let me go!" I squealed, "I don't want to be late!"
Seemingly with a heavy heart, my sister let go of me. "I'll see you when you get home, (Y/n)."
"Bye Marie!" I smiled, turning on my toes and sprinting out the door, "I promise to do my best!"
There was a slight twitch in the female's features as I ran down the street, but I didn't quite catch it. It wasn't quite the twitch of someone who was annoyed, but rather the twitch of someone who knew something someone else didn't.
Perhaps if I had known the consequences of my actions, I might not have left the house at all. Perhaps I would've stayed in bed and enjoyed a long, happy life.
Then again, I don't think I ever had a choice in the matter.
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Edited: (16/02/2021)
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