A/N: If you haven't got it yet, this is a fanfic where Eren is a son of Loki and gets visited by him from time to time. He keeps this secret because who would believe him if he said that he was the son of a space-god?

This is kind of a crack mixed with seriousness because I have watched way to much Slap on Titan. Eren looks like Marvel Loki only with brown hair that we can say came from Carla. Erens genes will be explained in the book since surprise surprise he has two biological fathers. And since Loki didn't know about the Jotun blood, neither does Eren. I will jump in time, but I will try to keep it interesting. Tell me if it gets too much.

Oh, and Hela(Hel) will be Lokis daughter just like in the myths, I almost screamed in rage when they made Hela an attacker, evil yeah-ish but an attacker, no. Hodur (the blind god) will maybe be the evil one.

This story is also soon available at my Wattpad, HowlingStarlitNight, other stories written by me is on another Wattpad, TheSkyElf.

BEFORE THE DISASTER FEMALE-TITANCAPTURE SINCE I WANT TO WORK WITH LEVI SQUAD. I WILL KEEP THEM ALIVE FOR MAYBE FURTHER DISASTER AND MURDER. =)

Eren POV:

"Wake up my little prince." my eyes snapped open and I whipped my head sideways and stared back into identical pools of green and blue, ever-changing.

I smiled faintly at my father feeling all fuzzy on the inside now that I had someone on my side in this living hell. The MP's were brutal, never looking at me as if I were an equal, more like some filthy dog or rabid monster. I knew I wasn't completely human, never was and never will be, but it would have been nice to be treated as an equal, or at least as a pet, I have seen those handbag dogs the Sina ladies carried, they were at least given blankets. The guards had been 'cautious' and taken away mine.

However, even though I were in a wet and dirty cell within the interior, it was not cold at all. At least not for me, the guards were huddled together glaring at me as I just sat chained up in my 'bed'.

I blinked and pushed myself up, my chains clinking. "Father you are here!" my father smiled back before glaring at my chains and how they dug into my wrists as well as barely giving me any movement. "Yes Even, I am here. But why are you here?" he spread his arms and sneered, wrinkling his nose in disgust at the state of the cell. (A/N: E-V-E-N with a CLEAR N and sharp V, with the second E not as sharp as the first but still sharp /e:/ /ve:/ /e:/ /en/)

Biting my lip I looked down in my lap, my chains clanking once again, "I somehow have the power to turn into a titan." father hummed and waved his hand, telling me to continue, "and I saved the city Trost by plugging the gap with a large boulder, but they are still questioning my motives even though several can testimate how vocal I am about what side I am on."

Father clicked his tongue, "ah, so they are not willing to see the obvious just so nothing changes in their perfect world. To put their trust in ancient walls that have already failed trice, instead of a valuable ally." he dug his heeled boot into the cell floor, "pathetic." I could not agree more.

While father and I were alike in many ways, we were also different. I loved to go straight into battle, I could never leave someone behind if I have the chance to change it. Father was sly, something that surfaces in me sometimes. But he could stab someone in the back if provoked and I would not exactly do that, I am not that aggressive when it comes to that. Only titans and criminals are on my killing list father, however... I have a feeling he can be a bit psychotic at times, I have read the symptoms.

He stared at my shackles and wiggled his fingers slightly, I don´t think he knows he is doing it. "Want me to break you out?" I shook my head and met his gaze, "no, if you do they might see me as a bigger threat and surely kill me." he huffed and I had the feeling I was looking at a very large child, "I can take you to Alfheim, or maybe Midgard, you will be safe there. I am sure Hel can make some space in Niflheim." Humming I looked down in my lap, "no father, I don´t really belong there, I would really stand out too. I can´t leave Mikasa or Armin here either." I sneered to myself, "This land is mudded with filthy mindless titans, children of the remains of Ymir, twisted by the Aether." my hands gripped themselves at my feet, " their twisted reality gives them excessive numbers and healing. I can´t leave this humanity to fend for themselves now that I know I can turn into a titan."

My father sniffed, "and be used as a weapon?" I met his gaze steadfast, "yes. I will get to avenge mom too. Make sure that this does not happen to anyone else as soon as possible, to lose loved ones to those monsters." biting my lip I looked at the iron bars of my cell, "I would never be able to live with myself if this humanity was wiped out because of one of my choices."

Father threw something at me and I caught it with my mouth.

My teeth penetrated the object and delicious juice went into my mouth and trailed down my face from the sides of my mouth. I lifted my hands and took the thing from my mouth. In my right hand was now a golden apple, a bite mark on the side. Golden juice trickled down and I was mesmerized by it.

I licked my lips and bit down again and accidentally let out a low moan from the taste. "I have a feeling you haven´t eaten in a while, and transforming into something else when you are not as experienced as me can take a lot of your energy." father pointed at the apple in my grasp, "that is an apple that Iðunn herself cultured. Maybe make some offerings to her from time to time, I would want to but we have some...backstory involving apples an eagle and a nut...you don´t want to know." father sat down next to me on my stone hard bed, "when you get in with the scouts I would plant some apple trees and give it to this humanities strongest, I am impressed by his strength. He does not do brute strength that guy. Sly and cunning too. I approve of him." I fake gasped and gaped at him, eyes wide, "What?! Loki the god of Mischief approves of someone?!" he cuffed me over the head and huffed as he stood up, his black leather pants shining in the soft torchlight from the hall, his forest green tunic ruffling slightly. "I have to go now Even, take care" and with that, he disappeared in a green flash, probably on his way to someone he could prank.

As I sat there I took my time and finished the apple, I learned fast after wall Maria fell that food had to be eaten slowly unless you knew when the next certain meal was. I put the seeds in one of my empty pouches with golden lining. I constantly carried pouches with medicine and magical ingredients, they were usually overlooked by people since few know even the basics of medicine, much less magic. Laying down in my bed I curled up and smiled to myself, father cared for me, I still had a parent.