The Tenth Titan (AOT Fan Fic)

1. A Year From Now

Waking up, you realize your still in that dreaded desert. More specificly, your still in a world full of titan's and your the only person who know's it fait. Looking through your snow white hair.

"Wait, white hair?" You question, looking at your once blonde bangs now turned white.

Sitting up, you notice how your body has changed. You felt stronger and taller. Standing up, you stripped of your coat and notice how your once stiff form was now curvy in all the right places. Examining your body, you also noticed the muscle on your once flimsy arms.

"Not only did I turn into a hottie, I'm a hottie with some muscles..." You slightly blush.

Touching your face, you could feel your facial features had slightly sharpen. If you had to take a wild guess, your eye's probably changed into the color of Ymir's. Power surged through your veins at the mention of the goddesses name, making them slightly glow purple. Before your eyes, you watch as your forearm's created what appeared to be leather arm bands with a metal switch, connecting to your palms. Under the detailed design, metal blades traveled upwards and stopped just beyond your elbows. Confused, you clench your fist as the blades quick shoot outwards into twin swords. It reminded you of the assassins creed hidden blade if it was built into a long sword and backwards.

On both blades, it held Ymir's story in a renaissance style portrait on the edges. At the tip, it spelt out "Guardian" (ガーディアン) in Japanese. This represented your purpose in this new but familiar world. Unclenching your fists, the swords retract back into there place as you feel warmth at both your sides. Your eyes widen as you watch the two chains create a pully system that held metallic wires with pointed grappling hooks at the ends. Another wire begins to hook to your leather arm bands and create a handle at the end. Curious, you use your thumb to launch one of the wirse forward. Your eyes widen, realize you just created a new and adviced type of ODM gear without realizing what your were doing. Pressing the handle again, they retract back into there case.

Stumbling back, you couldn't believe what you just did. Taking a moment, your mind begins to wonder as the sun goes down. Looking forward, steam punk like goggles begin to over take your vision. They matched your choker. Smiling, you realize not only can you control natural substances, you can create them as well.

"I wonder what else I can do..."

As the year goes, you eventually become accustom to the desert, thanks to your new abilities. you also realize, you no longer need to eat or drink to stay alive. This came with a side affect though. You may not need it, but it does make you vary fatigue, but, it doesn't bother you much. Especially when you found the first wave of many titan's. With much difficultly, you learned how to control the ODM gear you created and slaughter half of the wave. With the wave, it gave away the location of which direction the sea was in. You decided if you could find it's location, it'd been easier to help lift the load off of the survey corps, or at least, what was left of it. In theory, you were correct, but you couldn't stop every titan due to how many of the Marley kept making. You would have killed them instead, but, like Ymir said, you couldn't change the course of history. Even if you could, there were to many for you to take on alone.

While the year carries on, your technique advanced along with your ODM gear. You concealed your identity behind a bandana anda pair of goggles. This also kept the heat of the sun off of you and the sand out of your mouth and eyes. You kept your trench coat, since it was easier to conceal the gear and still use at the same time just incase you were spotted by one of the Marley's.

Fulfilling the role as Paradise Islands guardian, the day came when you met the "hero's" of this story. The real reason you were there in the first place. You were resting upon one of the many rocks near the ocean. The only part were grass grew when you heard the sound of hooves bounding into the sand. Through out the year, your senses inhanced, giving you an idea of how far away they were. You had enough time to change your position and find a better hiding spot to watch your soon to be comrades. finally, the survey corps had arrived and made their way towards the cliff. Watching, you could see there surprised faces once their eyes met the ocean blues.