HOLD UP! Before you guys or girls read this, this is my first fanfic, so easy on the insults, please, but constructive criticism would be nice. Also, let it be known that this is a self insert OC fanfic. If this is not your type of fanfic then turn left and go away…or read it and fall in love with it…your choice.
This fanfic has been partially Beta read by: Aisha21, so you might see some resemblance with how she writes fanfics. She only Beta'd the part until my OC got reincarnated cause it, quote "Hurt her head just seeing it"...yeah...we love each other a lot...
Disclaimer: I do not deserve to own SnK/AoT. I only own my OCs which I love
Devin: To people reading her fanfics, I am not responsible for holding her fanfic writing progress.
Aisha:To that person who wrote the above...you are sooo responsible
"If I knew what was going to happen in the future, I would've taken precautions,"
"Even if there was little that I could do about it,"
"But it's no use…no one knows what was going to happen in the future,"
"Which is why accidents occur,"
"Which is why 'Fate' exists."
"Stupid cliff-hangers." I snarled mentally as I watched the ending credits of the final episode.
Gah, Attack on Titan was sooo good. Why did it have to end in a cliff-hanger? I mean, it could've ended better than waiting for a season two! And here I am, alone in the house today without anything to do, since Mama and Papa were visiting some relative I didn't know, I didn't bother asking either, since we have so many. One of my sisters was at work far from our house and the other was at college. As for my guardian, she visiting her parents in another province…or something…I'm not really sure, okay? I don't look into those kinds of things. I was at least allowed to leave the house in my own accord, which used to be a big no-no when I was younger (well…younger than I already am). I don't feel like studying either, 'cause hey, it's a Saturday, I do not study on a Saturday.
After a few minutes of browsing the internet, I got a bit claustrophobic and decided to leave the house for a bit. Taking my jacket from the hanger and locking the gate before I headed out.
My neighborhood wasn't the cleanest in the world, I knew that that the moment smoke threatened to suffocate my lungs, but I guess you could expect that from a third-world country, the air was filled with car honking, black smoke, and the occasional curse by a drunkard at the local bar. I mean, I even stepped on dog shit on the way to the restaurant, dog shit! I had to scrape it of by the sidewalk before I entered the restaurant and ordered a nice hot fudge sundae. Only for the waiter (Probably new to the job) to accidentally spill it on my jacket
Yuck, I do not need this today.
I'm a pretty considerate guy though, so I let the waiter off the hook after they gave me back my money (I kinda lost my appetite after seeing my favorite jacket get smothered in ice-cream) and helped remove most of it off my jacket, though I had to wrap it around my waist instead so that people wouldn't stare at the way too obvious stain. And as if my day wasn't bad enough, I apparently hadn't learned my lesson in dodging dog shit since I accidentally stepped on another one after I got shoved by some random hobo.
Gaah, my life in a nutshell, could this day get any worse?
If only I stayed at the house…
I walked back to my house, planning for a nice relaxing bath then a few hours in the internet when I noticed something that stopped my train of thought completely, leaving behind a single question to echo in my mind…
"Why is…the gate open…?"
Didn't I lock it..?
Remembering the talk about how there was a thief in the neighborhood and how the thief murdered one of our neighbors during a heist, my blood ran cold
Shit, please don't tell me there's a robber in the house. Pleasepleaseplease!I mean, what are the chances?! Gah, I do not need this today. What did Mama say about thieves again? Right, call the police…but what if it's just a false alarm? Maybe I just forgot to close it…yeah, yeah that could be it. I don't remember locking it, so maybe some strong wind blew it, no need to raise the alarm, right…? Gah! The one time, one time, I forgot to bring my phone!
Steeling myself, I entered the house as quietly as possible, keeping the gate open just in case…
If only I called the police…
I breathed a bit when I saw the unlocked door, fuck, its real isn't it? There's someone in the house, I looked at my watch 5:30pm my older sister should be back from college in a few minutes, maybe she was early and left a door open? That wasn't the first time that happened, although it was the eldest that did it. It's soo a scary thief that could stab you multiple times at the back if you're caught and shoot you with a gun to finish you of-
FUCK I'M GONNA DIE
My conscious vertebrate in my skull, I dismissed it as fast as I can
"lalala~ happy thoughts, lalala~" I chant repeatedly in my head as I make my way through the entrance of our house, but I had a gut feeling that someone is in the house, I just didn't know whether it was a friend or foe…
Please be friend. Please be friend. Please be friend!
Devin, Get your facts straight! You just went to church on Friday, what could possibly go wro-
I am soo not finishing that sentence in fear of Murphy's Law.
I made my way to my sisters' room, which is where I usually go to when I'm bored of in need of recuperation, holding back a whimper from the silently tense air that screamed to choke me. I knew a bit of Taekwondo from my school club, and mediocre Chinese Karate or whatever fighting style Ling Xiayou used in Tekken, but I was never the prodigy. Still, I wanted to think I could at least knock someone out if necessary.
Just when I felt my nerves loosen from not hearing anything suspicious, I heard a loud bang in my sisters' room. I let out a whimper and the occasional curse word that I could get away with before peeking in.
If only I had ran when I had the chance…
I opened the door slightly and I saw a man, placing the presumably fallen electric fan back to its place near the giant mirror, wearing all black clothes, probably in his mid-thirties, and he looked at me.
He saw me
For a second, he was staring at me with his dark brown, apathetic eyes. I panicked and slammed the door rushing to my parent's room. when I arrived at my destination, It didn't cross my mind to lock the door, I was too panicky to even think straight and it pained me to remember I could've just left the house I am such an IDIOT
If only…
All logic was thrown out the window, but I did remember that my dad had a gun from when he was still working for the Air Force and that I accidentally found it one day while I was bored out of my mind, I got it out of its hiding place in his closet and aimed at the door.
And…as if on cue…the door creaked open slowly and the first thing I saw was-
OH MY FUCKING GOD, HE HAS A BUTCHER'S KNIFE!
My eyes widened at the fact he is going to kill me with a knife, I am so SCREWED! He saw me shaking and went to me with caution and on impulse I closed my eyes and pulled the trigger.
*click*
…what?
*click*
No…nononononoNoNoNONONONONOGODNO PLEASE DON'T LET THIS BE TRUE
THERE'S NO AMMO
If only…
…Ha….
…Haha…
HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!
I. AM. DEAD
In that one moment, I lost all my sanity, all my logic and started laughing my head-off as tears started rolling down my eyes.
Why is this happening…? Why did this happen…? I don't understand. Did I do something wrong? Did I piss off some almighty above so much that they thought it was alright to get rid of me? What will happen now?
What will happen now?
…If only…
If only I hadn't died
And in one swing, my last thought echoed
"I don't want to die,"
They say that when you die, you were sent to judgment, and that your actions in life are the things that decide whether you were worthy for eternal pleasure of eternal pain. They say that those who died with regret of those with lingering attachments turn into ghosts or spirits because they could let go and face judgment.
But what of those who had yet to truly live life?
What happens to them?
…What happens to me…?
Death was emptiness
Death was neither painful nor pleasurable, it simple is. There is neither a grand entrance nor a hole to hell, there were no angels nor were there demons. Death was a neutral being that waited for no one, but took everyone. Some may reject it, some may waste their entire lives finding a way to keep it at harm's way, but death was the equalizer of life. It cared not for the traits of the worthy or the damned. It cared not for the sins of killers or the heroics of knights. It only cared that things died.
And in death…was emptiness…suffocating emptiness
I gasped, only to find I had no lungs. I screamed, only to find I had no throat, I struggled in the never ending darkness, only to find I had no limbs to move. I opened my eyes to see nothing; I perked my ears to hear nothing; I focused of finding something-anything, only to find nothing
It's as if I to…was nothing at all…
"You have met a terrible fate haven't you?"
…huh?
At that moment, words began to form in my head, as if reading the words being spoken to me. Only, for some odd reason, I couldn't identify the voice at all. I couldn't tell whether it was near or far, old or young, man or woman…it was just…there
"So young, how you must've cursed yourself to be to utterly powerless,"
"You can still be reborn into anew, would you want that?"
Reborn…anew…?
Is that…possible…?
"The choice is yours,"
"Shall you falter on the choice to live?"
"Or will you choose to end this cycle of pain?"
"Or will you save another child like you, who did not have a chance to see the world?"
What…is this voice talking about..? A choice? What choice? I'm…I'm dead…aren't I…!? The dead don't just…live again as a new person, right? That just… that just doesn't happen! And what does it mean by 'saving another child'?! I don't understand!
I don't understand at all!
Please…someone…just what is happening…?!
"There is more to life than awaiting your death,"
"Yet, like many others, that is exactly what you have done,"
What…are you talking about…? The question yearned to leave my lips, yet no words formed in my throat
"Life is wasted on you,"
"You were but another parasite in the world, living your life recklessly, ignoring the true beauty of the gift of life,"
"A gift that many would yearn for,"
"Yet…you are not deserving of punishment, for you were but a stray lamb that never learned to follow his shepherd,"
"That is why you will be given the choice for a second chance,"
A second…chance…? Does it me that I'll go through…
Reincarnation..?
"No soul enters the same world twice; no life is given proof that there is life after death,"
"As such, should you accept, you will live in a world not your own,"
"Never will you have the chance to meet your love ones again,"
"Knowing this, do you still wish for your second life?"
A world not my own huh…? Well there goes my chance to scare the shit out of my sisters, hahaha…
Damn, am I really joking around at a time like this?! Sigh, I never change…
But still…reincarnation...huh, it sounds like some plot line from the kind of stories me and my sister reads in the internet. But they should have been just that, stories, nothing else. And yet…here I am, being given the same opportunity that was the blessing or bane of people from stories. The chance to live again…
I don't even want to know the other option; my answer is obvious to me, I don't need a long, ramble like monologue just to say-
"Of course,"
And the world turned white
"Do Not Regret Your Choice,"
What…happened?
I groaned inwardly as sensations quickly started to fill my once empty body, which wasn't a pleasant feeling, mind you. I was in pitch black silence just a few seconds and all, now, for the first time in a long while, I heard the sounds of, horses, screaming and…curses? Not just any old curses either, Gibberish curses. My frown only deepened when that horrid sensation of my heart almost forgetting I'm alive and slows down my heart rate only for my brain to remind it that I'm alive wouldn't leave my body.
Hah, no wonder babies cry often.
I opened my eye, relieved that my eyesight was still normal instead of a baby's developing eyesight, and saw a man. Well…to be more precise, I saw the man's neck and chest above me. I couldn't make his face out because it was either I was short or his neck was really long. From what I could tell, I was in his lap, strapped in by a belt and on a horse. I felt large tremors approaching nearer and nearer when I heard a gunshot and I saw green smoke up in his head, like a flare gun but green.
Wait…Horses? What kind of world am I in to still use horses as a main transportation? Let alone use it to, obviously, run from battle?
After what seemed like a few hours of horse-back riding on a man's lap I saw a big wall on the horizon, followed by screams, crunches and the slicing of flesh, It made me shiver, the sound was so different from what your hear in gore movies, not that I ever completed one. I guess the man felt it and looked at me in a surprise and said something weird
Huh, kinda sounded like German…nah. I was told I would be reborn in another world, not another continent.
Dismissing my doubts, I looked at the face of the man I was strapped onto. He had a rectangular face, with blonde hair and blue eyes, what got me, however, was the fact that he had really bushy eyebrows. Huh, Almost like Commander Erwin from Attack on Titan, I've seen enough good cosplayers to have a vague idea on how he would look like in real life…
Huh, now that I think of it…his clothing looks a lot like…
All of the sudden, the horse stopped and I was thrown out of my sea of thought. It seems we've reached a big wall. I couldn't see much with my height, but I was able to discern the picture of a gray lady's fa-
..?
…
…Maria…?
…
MARIA?!
W-What the-!? W-Who the- !? W-Why the-!? MARIA?!
Why the hell is MARIA in front of me?!
…
…no…
No
NononononononononononononononoooooOOOOOOO!
Please tell me I'm hallucinating, that can't…that can't be wall Maria!
GOD! Don't tell me! Am I strapped on THE COMMANDER ERWIN?! I looked up at the man again, I wish I hadn't, it only supported this horrible thought I had.
Fuck, it is him!
Gaah, when I said yes to reincarnation, I wasn't expecting…this
How am I supposed to live my life fully if I freakin' die before I get the chance?!
Being the baby I am (physically and mentally) I let out a long, ear piercing cry. The man who looked like Erwin looked down at me with distaste and confusion in his eyes on how to take care of a reborn baby who is going to die in five years tops! God fucking dammit! How is this fucking possible?! I haven't even experienced the horrors of puberty yet and now I'm in this damned world! Just who the hell did I piss off up above to force me to go here of all places!?
Dammit! I take it back! I regret my choice! I don't want to die a second time!
"Hey, Hey, C'mon, stop crying lil' bro. You're the man of the house, remember?"
I miss my sisters already...
"Are you crying again? You haven't lost anything Dev, you don't need to cry,"
My sisters...
I stopped crying and closed my eyes, my older sisters would probably laugh at me for being such a crybaby; I've got to calm down! When I did the horse slowed down a bit, moving in an oddly comfortable throttle. I took notice of this and opened my eyes to see a lot of people speaking German. I looked at him and saw Erwin's solemn face, cold, hard and apathetic.
After a while, we stopped at noisy building. I knew it was noisy 'cause it woke me up from my little cat-nap. I heard shouting of noisy bystanders and high-pitched screaming and even more high-pitched laughter, I twitched, god it's loud.
Was i like this when i was their age?
He lifted me from the horse and proceeded to a hard, wooden door and knocked three times. After what seemed like a few minutes or so, the door finally opened revealing a young lady's sleepy face. She looked like she had just gotten up from bed with how she stiffed a yawn with a choke when she saw who was on the door, or at least, who it was carrying. I stiffed a giggle.
And here I thought people are supposed to look presentable when opening the door to strangers.
Amused me is amused.
She let Erwin in the building and let him sit down in a nearby wooden chair in what appeared to be a living room, still carrying me. After much German talking and waving of hands gesturing a "no" from the lady, Erwin convinced her on whatever he was convincing her to do. He gave me to the woman, and with a bow, left the building.
...i just got dumped here...didn't I?
I looked up at her and saw her staring blankly to the door where Erwin left, looking the slightest bit irritated before sighing. She looked down at me for a few seconds before she making this expression that looked like realization. She put me down gently on the wooden chair and went out of the door running shouting Commander Bushy-Brows' name.
Hm? Whatever...
While she was gone, I thought back to what happened just a few moments ago.
Aside from the fact that i was reborn into the worst kind of world possible-
(*Sobs* I might as well right my will while I'm at it)
The 'me' in this world seemed to have been born outside of the walls, which is rare. Given the fact that i highly doubt my parents in this world would just let a guy like Erwin hold a baby, they might as well be dead. So I'm guessing this place is an orphanage...
...Ugh, I'm in an orphanage, as a baby. This is so surreal...
I yawned, hearing the door open and close behind me. I turned my baby head (Agh! I have to get used to this, don't I?! Fuck!) Towards the door only to find the woman, probably the caretaker of this orphanage, coming towards me.
Oh, the lady is back on her jog or whatever. I thought sleepily just before she picked me up and bounced me up and down gently
Dammit, stop that. I'm not a baby- wait, I'm a baby now, fuck. But still, stop that I'm sleepy. Don't you know I just died and got reborn into some crazy apocalyptic land recently? No? Fuck you. But yeah, it takes a lot out of a person, like their physical body.
The woman kept bouncing me gently
lady, I swear, one day I'm gonna barf on your face. If you stop maybe I won't. I thought grudgingly, I am not liking this one bit. After a lot of unknown words she said something that was not German, it was Hisako, she repeated it and laughed. It was Japanese.
And my Mom said nothing good will come to playing JRPG video games.
...Wait...Japanese...? Why would I have a Japanese name?
...Unless...I'm...Japanese...Me?
Wait, they call them Orientals here, right? ...so...I'm an...Oriental...
Okay.
Sounds too female for my taste but, hey at least it's still Asian, and I was Asian in my past life too, and since it's Asian, that means I'm what they call an Oriental, sweet.
Still doesn't change the fact that I'm gonna die though...
After three long years (Three long years of getting used to life, having tantrums about life, and occasionally screaming to the heavens about why the fuck? Of all the fucking worlds I could have gotten into, why the one with the highest Death rate?! couldn't I have been reborn somewhere like, i don't know, Naruto?! at least they have television!) I got accustomed to life in the orphanage, which was the building where Erwin dumped me in, that bitch (Wait no, I love Erwin, he's too much of an awesome bad ass to have such a degrading insult). After I did my chores in the orphanage, I heard a knock on the door.
"Hisa, open the door, I'm busy cooking lunch!" A voice that I could now connect to the caretaker of the house Miss Mary, said from the kitchen.
"Can't Amanda do it?" I said, yeah…even in my new life, I'm the same old lazy bastard I was. Currently, I was cleaning my dog whistle with a napkin. These things really could let the dogs out, ya know? It doesn't help that the Orphanage itself is smack middle of the town, meaning all the dogs could come withing minutes. It's helpful for when there's some people you want to scare off.
I stole it from some random dude, through Miss Mary clearly knew where I got it from and said nothing about it.
Well...almost nothing...
"Amanda's cleaning the bathroom."
"How about Tony?"
"Tony's helping me."
"Well, how 'bout-"
"Hisa! If you don't open the door, you have no dinner!" Miss Mary barked, and Tony, the guy who was helping her, began to laugh. Ah, that innocent little Tony, you can't just hate the guy, he's too much of an angel.
"I'm okay with that." Heh, pushing Ms. Mary's buttons is always fun, Tony laughed louder.
I heard her sigh loudly, hehehe I win.
"Okay, jeez, I'll open the door!" I said with mock horror
"Finally!" she said, before proceeding to scold Tony for loosing breath from all he's laughing.
"I love you too!" I said mockingly while I was going to open the door after hearing Ms. Mary grunt. I left the door half open and looked up. Erwin's here, He looked at me and waved his hand smiling.
I opened the door fully and shouted "Ms. Mary, Mr. Thick Eyebrows is here!" as loud as I can, knowing full well that said man was just right there looking at me. A sigh was heard behind me and I turned and gave the man a genuinely happy grin.
Again, I really liked Erwin back in my past life. There's no way I could hate the real life one.
"Hi Uncle Erwin, how's life?" I said in the most innocent way possible, Erwin gave me an exasperated smile before crouching down and patting my black hair softly, making me pout. As much as i hate it when he does that - it reminds me too much of my actual height - I'm not that impolite to nice guys like him. but before the commander could give his greeting, a voice rang through the hallway, followed by the only other adult in the house.
"What are you talking about you-," she stopped when she looked at Erwin.
"Hello, Mary," The Blondie said in the most refined way possible.
"Ah, good day to you, Erwin," Miss Mary said with a casual smile "A little early for visiting hours, isn't it?" Erwin gave her a nod and stood up, easily towering over the woman and despite that, Mary didn't look all that scared.
I wonder how they know each other? Maybe I'll ask one day
"As you know, actual timetables that include break are rare in the Survey corps, so I do what I can when i can do it," He said with a crisp voice before looking down once again to me, through the lighting at the moment made him look real creepy from my perspective, I really couldn't find myself to freak out and cry like the older children.
Erwin really is a nice guy, nice enough to let others die for others, that is.
That's why he doesn't need anymore people crying in front of him, and why I promised myself that I never will cry in front of him.
Erwin gave a chuckle "You get cuter and cuter every time I come visit you" he said plainly. I felt my eye twitch for a few seconds before letting my childish tenancies get the best of me. Because really, I'm not cute. Awesome, maybe, magnificent, better. But I will not let anyone use that insult on me dammit!
"If you count how the kid got fatter, then yeah, cute," Miss Mary said, and the twitch only grew.
"I'm not cute, I'm evil, fear me. I'll bite your fingers off!" He tried petting me when I actually tried biting his fingers. Told ya so!
"...You knew she would do that, right?" Miss Mary sighed, Not at all surprised or angered by my actions. Guess she's used to my shenanigans already.
"Well you certainly have a strong jaw," This time it was Erwin, who looked down on his fingers and at the small bite bark.
Ms. Mary sighed again - It's a habit of her's, that, and laughing at random moments- and stopped looking at me to face Erwin "Erwin, would you like some tea?" She said, smiling at our blonde visitor. The Commander smiled.
"Tea? I didn't know you can by the necessary ingredients here." He said, surprisingly, but he was still smiling. Then it appeared, Miss Mary's signature grin. She always has that grin whenever she's thinking of something that wasn't considered normal or at least, legal.
The last time she had that grin, she stole my dog whistle to get the dogs to chase this random guy with papers away.
...
...She gave it back to me though.
"Oh, I have my ways," She hummed. And I felt sweat drip from my brow to my cheek.
Dang, that Mary chick sure is mysterious for a brown-haired blue-eyed caretaker
And usually, their the most normal characters in an anime. add that with the fact that she knew the commander of the survey corps to a personal degree, she probably has a whole back story just for her.
People like her force me to remember that this is as much as a world as my own...and not just my favorite show
"Hisa, be a good girl and please go make tea." She said gently smiling with that coy smile of hers.
To hell with you, make your own tea
I sighed and obediently preceded to the kitchen, hey I can be obedient in my past life as well.
Sometimes
...Oh right, you guys didn't know I was a girl now, didn't you?
I wish i wasn't either.
Let me catch you up on what happened. I discovered this fact about a few months after Erwin brought me here. Since almost everyone was speaking in German, I brought it upon myself to at least learn the language to pass time using the words Miss Mary coos to me. It's then when I learned some German words like 'you' and 'are' and 'the' and 'most' and 'prettiest' and 'girl' and 'I' and 'ever' and 'saw' and etc.
Then it kinda clicked when put it together.
I tried to make a 'what the fuck are you talking about' sound when Ms. Mary said that me. Then, when i was finally old enough to move my arms properly (Because fuck it, i may not have been the beefiest guy in my past life, but even i had enough muscle to lift my arms!) I finally had the ability to look down and when I did, I screamed.
...Yeah...There goes the family jewels...
You have no idea how I felt, my sisters would talked to me about their experiences as girls to torture me out of their room. Fuck Titans, I have the horrors of periods and emotions and worst of all I had to love a BOY! Yeah, In my former life I was straight, but I was alright with having friends who were gays and/or lesbians in my former life too, but i was still straight! So this is a big deal to me! At least I don't need to go through all that shit about 'being the man in the house' or 'you carry the family name' anymore. God, I hated those talks.
But now I have to live with the fact that i can freakin' give birth now. God no, i don't know what was worse anymore.
I heard the whistle of the pot signaling the boiling water was hot enough and grabbed the handle with my too-big-for-me mittens. Then I took those weird leaf thingies that makes tea from the bottom shelf. Then an apple, shaved its skin off, and dropped both in the pot mixing it. When I first did this for them, they said in a surprised manner "When did you learn to make apple tea?" Ms. Mary had asked and I just said I was just experimenting, in reality though I learned it from an Anime series were this tall cat person was making it.
Nyanta-sensei people, teaching even in alternate worlds.
When the glass pot's contents changed color, I poured the apple tea into three cups. Ms. Mary only said two but I wanted some apple tea, I was fond of tea in my past life but all I tasted was Jasmine, and it only tasted like hot water, I had changed my mind when I made my mom's tea in my pat youth and sipped it.
Oh heaven, take me know, that was life changing
Deciding that the tea was ready I shouted "Yo, old people! You're tea is ready!" and waited for five whole minutes before proceeding to the living room only to find them chatting, but Ms. Mary looked distressed, and Erwin had his trademark poker face. I was afraid to interrupt, but hey, tea can't wait.
I felt like an ass afterwards though.
"If you don't want you're tea you made me make, I'm drinking them." I said sounding threatening, but the tense atmosphere surrounding them just drowned it all out. They did not listen, they just continued their conversation. I continued to annoy them until Ms. Mary said something, finally breaking their conversation.
"Hisako, be quiet!"
"But yo-"
"I said 'be quiet', didn't I?" she said, almost raising her voice the verge of shouting. She had tears in her eyes.
"A-are you okay?" I said, stuttering and worried for her well being.
Shit, i feel like such an ass right now. I'm so stupid.
"Just go set the tea in the coffee table…" she said, her voice weak and her eyes red from crying. I bit my lip at the sight. miss Mary always seemed so strong to me when i was growing up, doing things no average parent would do, fighting with adults over things no normal person would fight for, and just laughing off all the insults the neighbors would throw at us for out estrange lifestyle. But me and the others here knew that this was only a part of her personality, it wasn't a facade, but just the part she would let us see.
And at the moment, I was catching a glimpse of the side she didn't want us to see. The broken side. The side that just screamed for someone to repair it, but also screamed at anyone trying to help.
It was scary, It was honest to god scary to see.
And then Miss Mary began to laugh, and that side of her was slowly melting away.
But not enough for me to forget it
"Haha, set it down on the coffee table, Hisa" She said, and i relaxed at the use of my nickname "And scram for a while, this ain't a conversation that anyone else should be hearing,"
"Okay…" I said softly. looking back and forth between the now 'emotionally stable' Mary to the stoic but guilty look on Erwin's face before leaving the room and closing the door with a click.
I swear, what did Erwin do to her?
...Stupid drama, okay Hisako, just don't get involved too much…
…You know they're just going to die in a few years…
Screw it, I'll just get my tea and be done with this crap. Miss Mary did say I could scram anyways.
I got my tea and left through the back on going for a leisurely nice stroll before sundown. While i was walking, I would stop for a few seconds when a few people who recognize me came up to say Hi. Through half of the people who recognized me seemed to flinch and mutter, hiding their wealth; I grinned at this.
Hey, don't judge. I don't steal, i mooch, there's a difference. A pretty small one, yes, but a difference nonetheless.
I passed by the local dashboard and looked up on pure whim, it was like the news but since T.V hasn't been invented yet, they resulted into these bulletin things with the latest news, I only checked the date, apparently it was year 839. I was born in 836, according to Ms. Mary when i asked how old i was - Imagine my surprise when i found I was only three years old, damn, am i prodigious?- that means I only have six more years until wall Maria gets destroyed.
…Should I…Worry about this?
Especially since I lived on Shinganshina?
…
...Meh, let me relax just for a few minutes. My day was a complete disaster after all, cleaning the floors, cleaning horse shit, getting scolded by a lady who was crying, Oh, and i think i broke a nail, now that was fun. Let me panic when I get there, I'm a fucking three-year-old for fuck's sake, I don't need this life-or-death knowledge about this world. Let me panic some other day and let me relax.
Let me wait for my inevitable death
And with that notion I sipped my tea and let out a sound of contentment.
Speaking of Shinganshina, I always thought of visiting Eren and his friends, just for curiosity. But I can't visit them due to a lot of complications. One: I don't know where there house is located. Two: even if I know where their house was, they don't who I am and they will take me for a complete weirdo. And three: I don't want to get involved in the drama, really. I was content on who I was- a stereo-typical side character who was content in living life within the cages known as Maria, Rose, and Jina.
Because that's the only thing side characters like me can do, Go with the flow, become the shadow, live a quiet life without anyone knowing your story. Because their not the main character.
The main character always has his entire life ahead of him, a destiny, a life worth living. The main character almost always has a happy ending.
I...I'm just a support character. My life, my destiny, my ending...can only be as happy as I can make it...
And this time...this time. I'm living that life with everything I've got.
I breathed out a sigh and closed my eyes as I drank my tea and continued to walk. That is, until I bumped on to something and heard a gasp.
"Child, be more careful, you might've desecrated the wall with your tea!" A voice said from afar.
I opened my eyes to find a big gray wall in front of me; oh, I'm at the end of town I thought with a frown, that was pretty far given I stared at the middle of the town. At least my tea is safe. I turned around to be greeted by a man with weird clothes holding a book. Oh, just my luck, a stupid Wallist. I recognized his face, he was that guy who was preaching and got eaten by a Titan at the fall in the first episode.
He looked at me with utmost concern
Oh wait, he wasn't looking at me; he was looking at the wall
His eyes caught my hand that was leaning on it and gasped like a woman
"Child, you have touched the walls, how dare you defy Maria, after all she has done to you!" he said pointing with little bit of distress. I felt a tick appear on my forehead, let it be known that i was never the most religious person in my past life. So this guy's proclamations that made it sound like the wall was some kind of God irked me more than I'd like to admit.
I say again, I'm the most religious person, no. But I was catholic, dammit! I believe in an actual god almighty! Not some wall that was made of titans!
"What are you talking about, How have I desecrated the wall?" I asked shouting
God. Worse. Day. Ever. i had enough of this! Let the ranting begin!
"And how those one 'desecrate' the walls anyway?! it's fucking wall that stretches higher than any of the building here dammit! It's tougher than that!" I continued angrily. The man glared down at me, clutching his book as if he really wanted to smack me with it.
"You are impure, child! Do you not understand?! You have done a grievous crime!" He shouted, and I shouted back. Screw age, I am not going to be talked down by some Wallist.
"And what crime was that!?" God, I think a crowd is piling up.
He opened his book that he was holding in his left hand and began to read a verse or something out loud. I growled at this, but said nothing.
Nobody has time for this crap!
These Wallists were so full of themselves! I hated how they used God's name and how they just ASSUME that by prayers, the walls grow stronger; I had a lot of problems with them. It was a weird notion, walls magically descending from the sky with working gates and shit.
(In the back of my mind, i knew that it was only logical that something like this would happen. My sister once told me that the reason religion existed in the first place was because people wanted to believe that there was a reason for every blessing and misfortune which falls on them, and that they could change it if they praise the one they angered. With everything, including religion, forgotten from this world, humanity needed something to believe in, and the wall became their answer.)
I continued sipping my tea with a blank stare at the man who was reading his book with one hand, with every word his voice grew louder and more dramatic, with every syllable I grew impatient, and with one sentence I had an idea.
I grinned
"Hey, old man!"
"I am not old!" he said. Wow, he actually stopped, and I thought I needed to shout a couple of times. I sipped my tea before I raised my cup. The old man saw this, his eyes growing wider. "Impudent brat, what are you…" I tilted my head with a mischievous stare, I probably had a Cheshire grin on my face, 'cause I felt great, actually felt true happiness, playing pranks on people I didn't know, I never did in my old life but I always wanted to and now I did! And it was the best feeling ever!
I feel like such brat now though, not the kind of person my parents raised me to become. And i don;t know what to think about it.
After a few seconds he finally caught on in what I was about to do.
"No, you wouldn't dare!" oh, he said it!
"Would I?" and I did, splashed some tea on the wall with that, and I rubbed my palm at the wall. With each stroke, his eyes looked at what I was doing, I loved that surprised look he had, like I said to Erwin, I was evil, he didn't believe me but I am evil, well; now at least. I continued rubbing it with the grin on my face.
i am such an ass to people i hate.
I also have no self preservation whatsoever either, but hey, dying does that to you.
"Stop!" he finally screamed, calling out with resentment in his eyes
"Make me!" I said, sticking my tongue out. Hey, I'm 3 now, not 13; I'm qualified to act immature if I wanted to.
Then he snapped, He ran towards me dropping the book with a loud thud. Adrenaline kicked in and I did what any self-respecting, tea-loving three-year-old would do. I splashed my smokin' hot tea at his face. Okay, it wasn't a lot nor was it smoking and too hot to scald his face, It just made him step back, held his face and screamed.
Dude, seriously, cut the act. Your scream is worse than the kids at the orphanage
And the tea's not that hot!
I ran right through him. Who knew Wallists were so materialistic about the walls?
Well, everyone knew which is why I touched it.
Ahh, little devious me
I ran as fast as I could and I heard the man chasing after me
"Come back here, you brat!" he said, growling with his arms reaching out for me, wow, that was quick recovery time, probably realized that the tea was not that hot.
That diva
I yelped because I bumped into someone.
"Ouch, sorr-"I opened my eyes and gasped, holy shit was that Eren? Sure enough he had thesame eyes and hair style as the guy in the anime, plus he looked to be the correct age too.
Fuck, I just ran over the fucking main character, didn't I?!
"Hey, watch where you're going, punk" He said rubbing his head. I reached to touch my own when a voice broke through my own dazed reaction to meeting the main character.
"You brat! I'm gonna have your head once I'm through with you!" I flinched, god, he actually sounds murderous. I clicked my tongue and ran, leaving the soon to be avenger in the dust.
Out of pure curiosity, however, i glanced back for a moment to get a glimpse of him. He was still looking at me in confusion with his lips saying something like 'wait'. I heard a growl, Eren looked back and the man passed through him, that last thing I saw before looking forward was Eren proceeding to an alley casually.
I wonder if this would be the last time i see him. It's kinda interesting for me to meet the main character after all.
"Somebody catch that girl!" He said while I pushed through crowds. I let out a grunt when i realized i was slowing doen due to my body still being three years old.
Dammit, my parents were right, this is what I get for being an ass.
I continued to run frantically, pushing through the crowds in desperation, hoping to catch a glimpse of that oh so familiar red brick building and my oh so needed sanctuary from crazy religious book readers. Why the hell is it talking so long to get there anyways?! Am i running in the wrong direction again?! I swear these roads make it look like your going straight when in actually your going at the edge of town!
just as i was about to give up and collapse right there and then, a familiar building came upon me.
Fuck yes! I made it to the orphanage!s
I was about to run straight to the door (Then upstairs, then to my room, then under my bed like the three year old I was) when the door opened, my eyes widened, I tried to stop and bumped into two thick pillars.
OW! FUCKING HELL! THAT HURTS!
My body must be bruised from all this bumping into people nonsense; I hope this doesn't become a regular thing. I really hope so.
I looked up and I saw Erwin's face with concern, he was about to reach my hand when someone shouted and cause his hand to pause.
"Hey you!" A man said, his voice had exhaustion written all over it. had i been in the right state of mind, i would have laughed at the sheer exhaustion on his face when he was only chasing a three year old.
But i wasn't and i was flickering out fast.
I stayed down from where I was. My legs were sore, my head and body was bruised from bumping into shit and I was hyper-ventilating like a mad man.
The world slowly turned black as I felt my consciousness fade
I woke up to my room with Ms. Mary wiping my face with a blanket.
"Oh you came to." She said casually, as if she was talking about the weather. Which she doesn't really, so the use of it was invalid. Not that i care at the moment.
I rubbed my eyes.
"What happened?" I said, I yawned at the 'what'. Miss Mary smiled and patted my head reassuringly.
"From what Erwin told me, After you collapsed, the angry Wallist tried getting you for unknown reasons and Erwin was defending you, he even talked to the man about chasing a 3-year-old child just because she touched the wall." She said looking at the distance with her voice tinged with laughter. I blinked when i saw my dog whistle in her breast pocket, and wondered if there was more to the story than what she was letting on.
Then maybe it would explain why I had a dream of Miss Mary laughing and Erwin just being silent as the Wallist was being chased away by a pack of dogs.
"But…" She said looked at me and smiled gently, her brown hair in my mouth and her blue eyes made a wink when she spoke
"Did you really have to throw you're tea at him?" She said before let go a fit of laughter. Good old Miss Mary always knows when to laugh. I raised my blanket to my nose to cover up my blush before nodding slowly.
She chuckled.
"It's okay, I hate Wallists, too" she said smiling at me. I grinned at this, my shoulders relaxing from the tense position i didn't even realize i was in.
Hooray, someone I can finally relate too!
"Although…"she said, she was grinning, but it was her mischievous grin this time. And i felt myself pale at the sight.
"...Although…?"
"You still have to be punished" She said, still giving her trademark devil grin
Sadist
"I am not doing the windows, or the walls!" I said, now sitting up and screaming. I flinched when my head began to throb and Miss Mary had to lay me back down again, but her grin just wouldn't disappear.
"No, no. Not chores…" she said in a sing song voice, letting it linger in the air for a while.
"Then what are you going to make me do?" I replied with curiosity. She put her index finger, thinking of a suitable punishment, before giving a hum and clapping her hands like a child.
"I know!" she said grinning
"W-what?" I asked fearfully, i wish i hadn't
"No tea for a week" she said, giving of an angelic smile.
Fuck
...And it is done
Them Zelda quotes...hehehe (even though I never played the game before)
Oh, and my two friends who supported my while making this fanfic...Hi!
And to my sister, whom I love sooo much
*Que head hitting*
...OW!
Please review 'cause it gives me inspiration!