What if there were never three? What if, there was four? She was many things. Strong. Smart. Fast. She- like every other- has faults. Putting trust in those who aren't trustworthy. Following a dangerous path led simply by hatred and anger. Over looking one small detail in a very intricately crafted operation. She was brave. She was loyal. She wasn't a soldier. She was a warrior. ------- There it was. That teeny crack in the glass. The strong, stable glass that had promised an everlasting seal. •of course, I don't own aot/snk, this was just a weird idea hat came to me in some really strange dream.. so yeah, hope you enjoy it!•