Honestly, Kiyra couldn't remember her life before the titans returned. She remembered that day well, almost like it was yesterday. She remembered the smell of warm tea and wood, of her fathers usual worn leathery smell, mixed with blood. She could vividly describe that day to anyone who asked.
She remembered her "Mother", Levi Ackerman (she called him mom), warming tea on the stove on a sunny, Tuesday afternoon, the metal prosthetic leg he wore clanking against the hardwood as he was baking cookies for their small family. She remembered her Father, Eren Jeager, playing with her younger Brother, Carter, by the fireplace while the baby, Carlee slept soundly in the rocker in the center of the room.
Kirya had been helping her mother make the cookies, and stealing most of the dough, which Levi often chided her for, but never upset.
"Just grab a spoonful and put it on the pan." Levi said, demonstrating to his eldest. Kiyra tried and mostly succeded. Levi gave a small smile to her.
Wait...your probably wondering how they got here in the first place aren't you? Well, guess I'll just have to take you on a long journey to the past...