Hey TheHeartlessNukia here!
This is such a random fanfiction idea, I keep doing this all the time when I'm watching animes. So anyway, this is based on Attack on Titan: No Regrets. I've only seen it twice and I've started reading some of the manga's to it which has basically got me interested in writing my fanfiction idea down. I've been researching into the underground city and stuff, I'm not 100% if the information I have found is right. It will also have Farlan Church and Isabel Magnolia in it at some point, it doesn't have their names in the character story options on here. If anyone has anymore information to share then PM me, I'm all ears. The chapters are not going to be that long in this fanfiction, I plan to write about 10 chapters for it.
I've never written an Attack on Titan fanfiction before, I'm normally writing about Death Note. This is going to be one of those on the side fanfics while I'm writing my main fanfics for a change of scene, so it will be slow updates between work. Thank you for the Reviews, favorites, Alerts and to the unknown people who read my story too.
I hope you enjoy the opening chapter, if not I'm sorry! I'm not the worlds greatest writer, I'm more of a storyteller lol
Opening - Chapter 1!
I was once told by my Father long ago that the Underground City was located under the Capital, I remember reading that the Capital was called Mitra. It's the area of land surrounded by Wall Sina, but I'm not really sure because I've never seen or visited the upper world. I've only ever read about it in books and the books down here are never helpful, they are basically falling apart from their spines. My parents, Brock and Amelia Faith were born in the Karanese District. They had fled to the Underground City after my Father had gotten into some trouble with some merchants over missing food and medicine. They had accused him of selling medicine to poor citizens of the Underground City for affordable prices and giving free food away to the homeless on the Underground City's streets. He denied their claims and fled with my Mother before the Military Police got involved, I actually believe now that he was guilty of sealing from the merchants. But my Father was a kind man, he hated seeing people suffer which made him innocent in my eyes.
My parents had settled down in the Underground City, they had managed to get steady jobs in a tavern called The Red Rat in the East part of city. My Mother helped out in the kitchen and my Father became the barkeeper. They basically ran the place for the old Landlord in the end and lived in the upstairs quarters of the tavern with him. They quickly became a firm family unit, my parents became quite fond of him and thought of him as their Grandfather figure. Thugs and merchants mainly used the tavern for their dodgy dealings, but the Landlord didn't seem to mind because this was the way he had always made his living. But this was the normal way down here in the Underground City, this place was full of criminals and liars. There were gangs of thugs who preyed on the weak, they forced families onto the streets and most of the merchants were untrustworthy. Poverty wasn't a rare thing down here, there were diseases and prostitutes in most parts of the city. My parents were very lucky indeed, they had clearly landed on their feet when they meet the Landlord of The Red Rat tavern.
One year later after my parents had fled to the Underground City I was born, they named me Lorna. My life was pretty good in the tavern, I had a normal upbringing and I was educated by Mother. When I turned 15 I began to help my Mother out in the kitchen, I also helped to keep the tavern clean and serviced some of the meals to the customers when it got busy. On the odd occasion I wasn't allowed to leave the upstairs quarters, that normally meant dodgy dealings were going on or the tavern was closed for the evening because the Landlord was expecting visitors. On one of these odd occasions when the Landlord was having visitors I sneaked out of the upstairs quarters, I sat on the top step of the staircase and peeked through a hole in one of the wooden banisters. I saw four hooded people wearing green cloaks, they were seated around one of the tables with tankards of ale and bowls of hot stew. I listened in on their conversation from the staircase with the Landlord and my Father, it sounded quite bad from what I overheard.
It involved the Military Police using the tavern to catch some merchants that had stolen something important from the Military Police's weapon storage, they said the merchants were planning to sell them on to some local thugs in the Underground City. The Landlord had agreed for them to use his tavern for an handsome price, my Father on the other hand wasn't keen about the idea. But he had no choice though but to go along with his employers wishes, he was just the barkeeper after all. The conversation had lasted for over an hour, they had discussed their plan in great detail with the Landlord and my Father. They had told them that a Kenny Ackerman would be visiting them tomorrow around closing time, he would be spending the night here before the merchants arrived to sell the Military Police's property to the thugs. After the visitors had left I hurried back to the upstairs quarters, I got into my bed and pretended I was asleep when my Mother came to check on me.