Blair's POV
When I opened my eyes I was, understandably, very confused. I thought I had just died, how have I woken up? was it a dream? The confusion I felt only multiplied when I found that I was being carried by a woman with short brown hair and dark blue eyes, from the angle I could see her from she looked huge and the ground below me seemed far away. It took a few moments for me to realize that she wasn't huge, I was just tiny, I seemed around the size of a 2-year-old rather than my 30-year-old self. I looked up at the woman carrying me again, her face was flushed and she was out of breath, under her eyes were dark bags, her hair was a mess and she was wearing rags instead of clothes.
The woman was carrying me in a tattered blanket and was sprinting like her life depended on it. As I began to pay closer attention to my surroundings I began to hear heavy, stumbling footsteps and the sound of slurred shouting.
"Ge-et *hic* back here yoouu bitch"
The woman didn't turn back and just kept running, she ran into an alley, made sure I was wrapped up properly and hid me beneath a set of stairs. She looked at me one more time before turning around and sprinting away, a few moments later I heard the stumbling footsteps approaching.
"Where did tha' *hic* bitch run off ta'"
He looked around a bit before giving up and stumbling away.
Great, now what am I supposed to do? I don't know where I am and even if I did I'm a fucking baby. I gave off a sigh at least grateful for the fact that that drunkard hadn't found me, I fought my way out of the blanket and crawled out from beneath the staircase hoping that I could at least tell what time of day it is, only to realise that I couldn't see the sun, or the sky in general for that matter, from what I could tell I assume that I'm currently underground, well at least I don't have to worry about the weather.
I decided to at least try to look around and crawled out from inside the alleyway and towards the clusters of buildings, upon closer inspection, the places seem to be houses. I dragged my tiny body up some of the stairs and looked through one of the windows, judging by the lack of technology inside the house, this city is either severely underdeveloped or the world that I'm in is further in the past. I'm assuming that I'm in a different world as to my knowledge, a city like this does not exist in my own world. I keep looking through different windows until I find a house that seems completely abandoned, from the window I can tell that everything inside is coated with a thick layer of dust and the contents of the house seems to have been hurriedly packed up. Since it's already abandoned there can't be any harm in me living there right.
There is only one problem with that plan however, I can't reach the fucking door handle. I looked up and glared at the door handle and sighed before looking around me in the hopes that I could find something that would help me, out of the corner of my eye I spotted what appeared to be a length of thick wire, I crawled over to it only to realise that it was attached to some sort of weird box. I picked up the box, or at least I tried to instead I just dragged it around, I inspected it the wire seemed to be coming from what I think used to be a cylinder. The device appeared to be broken in half and it was dented in several places. I grabbed the end of the wire being careful in case it was sharp and unfurled it from the inside of the cylinder, after getting the wire out I crawled my way back over to the door, I used whatever strength was in my tiny little baby body to throw the wire and thankfully it hooked around the door handle I fed the wire upwards until both ends were within my reach and pulled down, thankfully the door wasn't locked and the handle pulled down with it, I pushed the door open, inside and made sure to close the door, not all the way however just in case I need to get out quickly.
As I looked around I once again cursed this tiny body as this place was absolutely filthy and I couldn't do anything about it, currently, the floor is covered in a thick layer of dust and dirt and I have to crawl around in it.
Instead of moping I should be doing something, after all, who knows what kind of things are in this world. I decided to practice walking and running first as to survive anywhere you need a way to get around quickly. I crawled over to the wall and used that to help myself stand up, I let go of the wall and tried to take a step only to fall flat on my as. I grabbed on to the wall again and this time held on to it as I tried to walk, I made it a few steps before deciding to let go of the wall again, this time I managed a few more steps before falling down, I sighed knowing that it's probably going to be this way for a while as muscles in a baby's body aren't really made for walking, especially not this early on in its lifespan and the balance in their bodies definitely isn't the best either I sighed once again preparing myself mentally for trying to myself to walk again.
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Deadly [Attack on Titan]
FanfictionBlair Wortham is considered to be the world's deadliest assassin, or at least she was. After being betrayed by the ones she loved and ruthlessly killed by the one she trusted most, she finds herself in a world she has never seen nor heard of before...