Author's Note

Hey guys, it's thebooknerd2906 here with an update on the story. As many of my reviews have been stating the same thing I thought I'd address them here. In reference to the lack of paragraphs, it seems in the earlier chapters I wrote i completely forgot them however I will be editing the entire story once it has finished which will be pretty soon so please bare with until then. In the later chapters though it seems like the copy and pasting from Quotev has deleted some of them, which I will also fix when i edit. Please continue to leave your reviews, I really do appreciate them all. Well aside from the ones which go along the lines of 'This is stupid, this sucks etc'. I get people don't have to like my work but it is rude and only hurts feelings. Constructive criticism is useful as I can make changes appropriately. The rude comments are not. And in response to the fact there is no disclaimer, I'm so sorry! I completely forgot so here it is. I'm only going to post on the first chapter however because I'd have to edit 35 other chapters which I don't really have time for at the moment.

*DISCLAIMER*

ALL CHARACTERS AND REFERENCES TO THE ANIME OR MANGA BELONG TO THE ORIGINAL CONTENT CREATORS AND I DO NOT OWN THEM. HOWEVER THE PLOT IS MY IDEA AND ALL ORIGINAL CHARACTERS BELONG TO ME (if I have included any of them). THANK YOU.

Thank you for taking the time to read this, and I hope you enjoy my story. Please leave a review of what you think but please no mean comments.

- thebooknerd2906

"Dad! Dad?" I cried out, stumbling through the crowded market square. "Dad!" Where could he be? He was just by my side, he couldn't have gone far. He must of heard me, why wasn't he responding? A narrow, dark alleyway loomed ahead of me, crowds of people swarming past oblivious to it. He must of gone in there, it's the only reasonable place he could have gone to be able to disappear so quickly. I shoved my way through the busy street, angering some of the crowd. I didn't care though, I needed to find my Dad. Running down the constricting, concrete alleyway, I called out for him; "Dad! Please! Please come back! Where did you go?" I stopped dead in my tracks. This was pointless, even if he did hear me, he wasn't going to respond. Why did he leave? I have no idea, we probably will never know. My back hit the harsh brick wall and I sank to the floor, tears began flowing down my face; splashing onto the dirty floor effortlessly. "Why did you have to leave us Dad?"

"Hey guys! Look over here. Look at this pretty young thing"
"How old do you think she is?"
"I'd like to have some fun with her" My head shot up and my eyes widened at the sight. Three, large men were leering over me, a menacing gleam in their eye. Their intentions for me obviously weren't good. I had to get away. No, I need to get away. A strong hand clamped down on my neck, pinning my body against the wall, another hand griped my waist and tugged at my skirt. This was it. Alarms were blazing in my head, how can I break free without seriously injuring myself? The hand traveled further up my thigh, tainting my flesh, forever dirtying it. There was three of them and no way out, giving up hope, I accepted my fate. Tears escaped before I could stop them, sending them into fits of laughter.
"What's wrong little bird?"
"Do you not like it?" One of them sniggered. Anger pulsed through my body, giving me the courage to spit in there face. "You little bitch" another one hissed tightening his grip around my neck. Suddenly the hand on my leg was gone and one of the men had dropped to the floor. What was happening. The grip on my neck slackened and the man dropped to the floor like a stone. I clenched my eyes shut, anxious that whatever this was, was worse than my previous attackers. Hesitantly I opened one eye to see a slender man repeatedly attacking the remaining attacker. Who was he? Suddenly he turned to me, his eyes widened before his face fell expressionless again. He approached me and bent down so he was eye level. He brought a hand to my cheek, giving a confronting stroke.
"You're ok now. Can you tell me your name?" The man asked.
"My father told me not to give my name out to people I do not know" I replied cautiously.
"Your father must be an intelligent man, I'm Levi. Do you need me to help escort you home? They didn't do anything to you, did they?" He smiled, offering me a hand up.
"He was... No they didn't luckily. I would appreciate it but you don't have to. Thank for your help anyway Levy" I answered, taking his hand.
"It would bring me comfort knowing that you got home safely and it's my duty. It's pronounce Lev-i not Lev-y by the way." Levi muttered, pulling me out of the alleyway, away from the three unconscious thugs.
"Thank you Levi. My name is Eren Yeager. I live at 384 west street" I thanked him, stumbling after him.
"Yeager... You're Doctor Yeager's kid?" Levi asked
"Yes, you know him ?"
"You could say that"
Who was this man? How did he know Dad?

My name is Eren Yeager, I'm 17 years old and I'm the only female leader of a faction. What is a faction you might ask? Well it's a long story, so lets start at the beginning. In the year 2156 there was a great war between America and the rest of the world, nobody knows the real reason war broke out, it just did and the end result was devastating. Over 3/4 of the world's population was wiped out; some were lost through serving in the wars, others from disease, famine and bombs. It was the worst conflict to date. We lost just over half of the usable land in the world from America's nuclear bombs; that might seem like we had a lot left, but that amount was soon halved when the earthquakes and tsunami's wiped out most of Asia along with a couple thousand more people. The remaining survivors went to set up what is now known as Hircea (which is located in the area around central Europe) and the English language was chosen as the official language. Factions were set up to help keep the peace in the country but then branched out and became the parties that ran the country. The leading faction was generally the one which had the biggest influence around the time of the election. We say that it's fair and democratic but its actuality it's more corrupt than the original system. So where do I fit into this equation? My father; Grisha Yeager went missing five years ago; no one knows where he went or why he left, he just abandoned us. Sounds like father of the year material, right? And after his disappearance, I decided to form my faction; Maria. We're a relatively small faction compared to most, but we're still one of the strongest; this is down to our closeness and ambition to get rid of the evil that this world has been smothered in since the beginning of man. So that's the story behind us.

"Eren Yeager! Get up for God sake!" I felt the quilt being ripped off and my body was assaulted by the cold, relentless air.
"Why have you done this to me?" I moaned curling up in a ball.
"Eren! We have a mission this morning, you can sleep when we return" Mikasa scolded, yanking me out of the bed.
"I hate you so much Mikasa" I groaned as I shuffled after her.
"Oh I know, you tell me every morning. As you slept in, you have no time to have breakfast or shower. Just get dressed and meet us in the command room. For a leader of a faction you are so unorganised it's funny." She laughed leaving me to change into our faction's uniform. Mikasa was like a sister to me but sometimes I wanted to strangle her.

After I was dressed, I strode into our meeting place and began our mission.
"So what's our mission?" I asked Armin, he was hopeless when it came to field work but he was the strongest taction that any one had.
"We need to protect the town's stronghold from the Scout's it seems." Armin explained with a look of confusion mirroring the rest of the room.
"Why do we need to protect the council from its own members? Why have they hired us to do the job?" Mikasa inquired.
"I can't answer that, I have no idea why they can't do it themselves but we've been hired to do it -
"A job's a job, not matter who set it. We have to do it, it's our job" I interrupted, annoyed that they were questioning the customer.
"This sounds like a trap" Jean said bluntly.
"How Jean? How is it a trap" I asked, raising an eyebrow.
"Listen you suicidal blockhead, we need to discuss claims like this before we do the job or we could end up dead. Do you want to die?" Jean hissed. Don't get me wrong, I like Jean but he's a complete twat sometimes; we have a friendly rivalry to put it bluntly.
"Shut up horse face, I understand that but how is it a trap? I don't see how it could be, after all what use to they have for us?" I rolled my eyes and began looking through the plan's that Armin had drawn up.
"He does have a point Jean, even I don't see how this could be a trap" Armin agreed and Mikasa nodded.
"Fine, It was just an idea." Jean frowned, not convinced. Armin explained to everyone what they had to do and laid down the objective for the mission. After 20 mins he'd gone through everything and we were preparing to head out. This meant grabbing our 3D Maneuvering gear and Jackets and getting on our horses. My horse was a handful, so I always left later than everyone else. They didn't care though; as I was the most skilled one (after Mikasa of course) and had my own objective. I combed Zek's hair and strapped his saddle on.
"Are you going to be good this time?"