*Note*: This story is rated MA for a reason. Don't say I didn't warn you. Gore galore, traumatic events, and mild sexual themes later, oh yeah and language lots of language. Please comment on what you think about it. \./ JAEGER!

Chapter 1:

Year 845

Theda:

Inside the walls my life was already a hell I couldn't escape from. It was a normal day in the life of the cattle. People around me laughing and enjoying each breath of life they had with a sweet smile. I tried to play along in their game, being happy when death lurks outside the walls. Each breath hurt with a sickening falsehood. What use am I? My sister was out in the cadet corps now and all I have is I and mom, and him too. I always have to be improving myself no matter how hard I work.

My sister had thought to join the Survey Corps when she was my age. My dad compares us all the time. Why can't you make up your mind Theda? Use your head Theda. Why can't you be more like your sister? Look at me and smile, always smile even when you don't feel like it. I hated that the most. How can I smile while you keep calling me those horrible names and hitting me all the time? How can you even call yourself my father? Do I really mean that little to you? You treat our family dog with better respect and love than you treat me. That makes being cattle so much better than feeling less than a dog.

I raked through my pocket in my long skirt for the money mom gave me for bread today. She only gave me enough for one loaf. That's all we had with taxes being higher than ever. I faked a smile and pitched my voice,

"Hello Marta, one loaf please."

"Hey there, how is your mother and father doing now that your sister is-" she handed me the loaf and took my money. My sleeve rolled up by itself past my bruise, a dark array of gray, yellow, blue, and purple. Marta saw it and her eyes reflected sorrow and profound pity. I quickly snatched the bread from her and covered up my bruise. Don't look at me like that! Don't look at me like you wished to help me! There was a flash of yellow light and the bustling market was as silent as the dead. Marta stared desperately at the wall. Fear struck me like a bullet in the back.

Do I dare look too? I regretted it but I looked. The red flesh, the outline of body parts. What? No. A titan. It's so large that it's eyes were peering over wall Maria. You could hear a pin drop until every one started running and screaming. An older man unintentionally pushed me over. More and more people flooding the streets in a fire of fear and desperation. Another man stomped on my lower right ribcage. All of the breath left in my lungs were immediately expelled. Intense pain wracked through my body. I dropped the loaf. I craned my neck as best I could to see where I dropped it. it was sitting in a small puddle of water. If I could only reach it. Marta came around to the front of the booth, passed me, and grabbed up the bread without a second thought.

I need that you bitch! Mom and I we need that! Tears welled up in my eyes. Was it from the pain or was it that I couldn't get to the loaf of bread? I couldn't succeed in what I was asked again. when, if I get back home, will dad beat me again all because of one fucking loaf of bread?

There was a loud bang, more screams, huge boulders and smaller stones were scattered everywhere. Get up! Get up! I'm not gonna be crushed by a rock, get up! I used the bread stand to heave myself up. It hurt to breathe. I could walk and if I held my side I could walk a little faster.

I didn't think the screams could get any louder but they did. I heard rumbles like thunder. Looking to the sky, a crystal clear blue. Where is this coming fro-. I stood still paralyzed, frozen in fear. Feet the size of a small house and others surrounding them. This is a titan. I have to move. I have to get to my house. I have to get mom and we have to go inside wall Sina.

I started to run as best I could. I bumped into a feeble boy about my age with a blue sweater and bright blonde hair. I didn't say I'm sorry or excuse me even though I wanted to. Mom would have scolded me for not apologizing but that is in the past now, to day is a day unlike any other in this pen that we live in.

I'm only a block away now, I'm so close. People are getting eaten all around me and with each scream I hear I get more and more afraid. That fear is feeding my energy to run. Just a little faster, a little stronger, a little harder than the last stride. Mom! I rounded the corner and my prayer's and my hopes were confirmed. She was there lying on the ground next to our neighbor's house.

I kneeled next to her cradling her head in my lap. I was so happy to see her. I made it. We're alive so why am I crying so much? I'm happy aren't I? I found her in time didn't I? She opened her eyes and looked at me. She could hardly form a smile but she strived to touch my cheek. I need that touch, just that one touch from her warm hand was all I needed. If I were to get eaten by a titan after mom touched my cheek, I probably wouldn't mind so much. I tried to help her bring her hand to my cheek but her arm all of a sudden went limp. Something in me broke, and I felt it create a deep crater in me.

So many things were racing in my mind and the tears wouldn't stop. Don't go! I'm here! I made it here after being trampled on, all for you mom! You're my whole world don't leave me yet! You can't leave yet! I wanted to make that soup you were talking about with you. It was my job to go and get the bread for the soup.

I put her hand up to my cheek , "See mommy, does it feel smooth? I have been washing my face and bathing just like you wanted me too."

There was no response. It hurt so much, no words, no movement. The emptiness that was my mother's body reflected that of the hole left in my heart and the immense amount of blood pooling from her crushed and chopped off leg mirrored the bleeding of my soul. The tears wouldn't stop. A yell came from somewhere mimicking intense pain and regret. That sound came from my throat and from my dying heart.

›∫› End Chapter 1.