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FLASHBACK
_________Mom and Dad were scouts, before they got deployed to fight, Mom got pregnant. Of course that meant that Dad was by himself for a while, he toughed it out though. I had returned home from a day of wandering after school hours, willingly hoping that Mother and Father would be there to greet me, they weren't. The empty house felt very small and quiet suddenly. I sighed, eyes roaming around the black wood cabinets and the various chests holding firewood. Not seeing one thing out of place, I sat in the kitchen laying my head down on the wooden brown table. Allowing a clear view to the door across from me, a sigh escaping my parted lips, once again blowing away like the whisper of the wind.
Having fallen asleep was not my plan. But I had done so anyway. Mom and Dad still hadn't returned and the sun was setting, I began getting worried. 'Please let them be alive,' tears welled up in my (e/c) eyes. No sooner then I thought that, someone wearing the Survey Corps symbol slammed open the front door making me jump. His uniform and cape slightly swaying in the breeze outside, "Y/N" He says it as if he's out of breath, "Your Mother and Father have asked me to retrieve you." I nod and quickly run out of the house with him, "Y-your name?" "Moblit, I'm a friend." I nod, watching him from the side of my eye as I recall Father talking about him. He continues leading me to where my parents are, passing various buildings and people on the way, then KABOOM!
A flash of yellow lightning streaks across the sky, I turn back watching with Moblit, the skin of a hand reaching onto Wall Maria. The skin, not looking like skin at all but as if a human was turned inside out, it's a Titan! The massive head peaking up over the wall and staring at us, multiple people with half a mind around me begin panicking. Mother and Father spot me, bounding toward me at a pace like no other, hugging my (s/c) body close, terror clear on my face. The Titan lifts back its leg, steam blowing outward from its body, as if it was as hot as a smoldering fire in winter. Moblit springs into action as various Scouts and Garrison members begin to run towards the wall, planning to scale it. It's too late, Mom tells me to run. I can't move.
Her and Dad leave to help defeat the Titan. Debris flys. Screams are heard. Blood on my face. As they range closer, a Boulder twice the size of them smash into their bodies. I catch the barest of glimpses of mother reaching her hand out to me, and as it stills the blood splatters, pieces of her head now torn away from its place and spread on the street for everyone to see. I scream, "MOM, DAD!" collapsing onto the gravel and clawing desperately into a heap, crying furiously because of my dead parents, and can only watch in horror as titans enter wall Maria.
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I don't remember how I got on the evacuation boat, I think someone carried me. It's all fuzzy, the memories of my loving parents being smashed replays in my head. I blink, eyes devoid of emotion. The motion of the swaying boat making me nauseous, reminding me that my parents will never feel it. "Every Titan will die. I will KILL THEM WITH MY BARE HANDS!" A brown haired boy with green eyes practically screams, fury burning coal deep into his eyes. I stand up, being next to him, I put my hand on his shoulder making his head swivel toward me, unspoken words blossoming behind our irises. Nodding simultaneously, we look off into the sky. Swearing an oath to ourselves and our loved ones, auras and body language speaking the depths words couldn't.
A girl raises behind us, her black hair simmering in the sun, stormy grey eyes burning holes into my head. Blonde hair pops into view, a boy with soft features and kind eyes "My names Armin," he points to Ms. glares a lot, "that's Mikasa" nodding to the boy declaring to kill titans, "That's Eren." I nod, tight lipped "Y/N L/N."
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That's the end of the prologue, this will have pieces from the anime, but once again I DO NOT OWN AOT... clearly my brain could never lmao
-Malec
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The Fallen one (Hanji Zoë X Reader)
FanfictionY/N wakes up, they realize they know close to nothing about how they got into this situation. Breaths coming in labored pants, hands stained red, grass is bloodied with bodies steaming. They gasp as one person rises from the ashes. *****************...