Hello everyone! So I'm sorta new to the AoT fandom and this is my first AoT story so go easy on me. ^^; But I've had this idea in my head ever since I started watching the show and well fanfic idea. I hope you guys enjoy. Attack on Titan belongs to Hajime Isayama Kalila, Asher, Danielle and Wyatt all belong to me Enjoy
Ten year old Kalila sat in a chair, fiddling with the hem of her dress and shifting around in her seat anxiously. Her purple eyes flicked up to the door across the room. The door that her parents had disappeared behind several hours ago. This was it. Today was the day.
The day she would become a big sister.
A smile pulled at her lips. She couldn't wait to meet her new brother or sister.
The black haired child sighed heavily in boredom. When was someone gonna come out?
Just as Kalila began counting the cracks in the ceiling again, she heard the door creak open. She whipped her head to the door and smiled seeing her father, Wyatt Reed, second in command of the Scouting Troops, stepped out. His shaggy black hair a mess and his violet eyes looking red and puffy.
Kalila paid little heed to this fact as she jumped out of her seat and hurried over to her father, a wide grin on her face. "What is it father? Do I have a brother or a sister?" her grin fell though upon finally noticing her father's disheveled appearance. "What's wrong father?"
Wyatt took a deep breath and lowered himself down to one knee. He placed his large hands on his oldest daughters small shoulders and looked her in the eye. He swallowed down the lump in his throat. He would not let his little girl see him weak.
"K-Kalila..." Wyatt started, trying to keep his voice steady. "Something...something has happened."
Kalila raised an eyebrow, a bad feeling forming in the pit of her stomach. "What?"
Wyatt paused trying to figure out how to word what he was about to say. No matter how he worded it, it still wouldn't lessen the blow. "Your mother is dead."
Silence.
"Wh...what?" Kalila whispered, tears filling her big purple eyes.
"She started bleeding a lot after the birth. She lost to much blood to fast. Her body just couldn't take it." Wyatt explained, wiping his daughters tears. A tear of his own sliding down his cheek.
The ten year old child's lip trembled terribly and Wyatt wrapped her in his strong arms. He rocked her back and forth while she cried into his shirt, soaking it with her tears. They stayed like that for a good twenty minutes before Kalila calmed down enough to speak.
"What about the baby?" she asked, sniffling.
A small smirk pulled at Wyatt's lips. "I think you mean babies."
Before Kalila could ask what he meant the door opened up again and this time a nurse stepped out carrying not one but two little bundles.
"Twins?" Kalila whispered n awe. The nurse walked over and handed the two little bundles to Wyatt before quietly leaving. Kalila stepped closer and gently pulled down the blankets to look at their faces. Both twins had shocking red firey colored hair. One twin was sleeping peacefully and the other was rubbing his little fists against his eyes, not liking the bright sunlight that was peering through the window.
Kalila instantly fell in love.
"Twins." She repeated again in awe. "What are their names?"
"Asher and Danielle." Wyatt answered smiling down sweetly at his children.
Asher and Danielle. A brother and a sister.
Well Kalila had been hoping to get a sister. She got her wish plus a brother as a bonus.
"I love them." Kalila said, rubbing her pointer finger against Asher's arm. Asher grunted in response and removed his fists from his eyes and ever so slowly opened his eyes, revealing them to be brown colored. Once Asher spotted his older sister he smiled a big gummy smile at her, cooing.
Danielle on the other hand yawned and opened her eyes-also brown colored- and smiled up at her father. Wyatt smiled down at his newborn daughter. She and Asher looked so much like their mother.
"You've got to help take care of them, now." Wyatt suddenly said, causing Kalila to turn her gaze away from the twins and look up at her father. "They need you now. They'll look to you when they're in trouble and need help. They'll rellie on you to take care of them when I cant while I'm on a mission. Can I count on you?"
Kalila felt the meaning of her father's words weigh down on her shoulders. She looked down at Asher and Danielle who were babbling at one another, seeming to have a conversation. She looked up again, determination showing in her eyes.
"You can count on me father!"
Wyatt smiled proudly at his daughter. "That's my girl."
~3 years later~
"Die you mean nasty Titan! Die!" 3 year old Asher exclaimed as he pointed his wooden sword at his twin sister.
Danielle crossed her arms and pouted. "Why do I always have to be the Titan?" she whined.
"Because I'm the oldest! That's why." Asher smirked.
"That's not fair!" Danielle exclaimed. "I wanna be a hero."
"But then who'll be titan?" Asher asked. He looked around the room and his brown eyes landed on the family pet, Felix. Felix was a baby Fennec Fox brought home by Wyatt a few months ago as he was returning from yet another mission.
"Don't even think about it, Asher." Thirteen year old Kalila warned from the kitchen, her arms elbow deep in soapy water as she washed the dishes.
"Aaaaw! But Kalila!" Asher whined. "We need someone to be a Titan!"
"Felix is to sweet to be a Titan." Danielle said as she went over to the little fox and picked him up, hugging him. Felix wagged his tail and licked her cheek in response, causing her to giggle.
Asher crossed his arms and pouted just like his sister had done not to long ago. "Then whose gonna be the Titan?"
"Why don't you take turns?" Kalila asked walking out of the kitchen, wiping her hands on her dress. "One of you be the Titan and then you switch places."
Asher and Danielle were silent as they thought about it. They looked at each other, smiled and nodded then looked back at their sister. "Okay!" they both said in unison.
Kalila smiled but then the sound of ringing bells was heard. She gasped happily. "They're back! Father's home!"
"Daddy~!" the twins cheered jumping up and down.
"Come on! Come on! We gotta hurry!" Kalila said ushering her younger siblings out the door, Felix running right behind them.
The three siblings (and pet fennec fox) all ran throughout the town. They pushed through the quickly growing crowd and shoved their way to the front. Three pairs of eyes quickly scanned the crowd looking for the familiar face of their father.
But as more and more Corps came, the three children's smiles fell.
"Kalila where's Daddy?" Danielle asked looking up at her older sister.
"I don't know Danny." Kalila said, still scanning the crowd.
"Hey look! It's Commander Keith." Asher said tugging on Kalila's dress. "Lets ask him."
And with that the three of them ran up to the Commander.
"Excuse me! Excuse me Commander Shadis?" Kalila called as she and her siblings, and Felix ran up to the man. Keith froze hearing her voice and looked down at the children.
"Where's our Daddy?" Danny asked innocently.
"We don't see him." Asher pointed out.
"Is he okay?" Kalila asked concerned.
Commander Shadis frowned. "I...I'm sorry kids."
Three little words. Three little words and Kalila knew the horrible, horrible truth.
"No..." she whispered covering her mouth with her hand. "No, no, no, NO it can't be! Your lying!"
"I wish I was, Kalila." Keith frowned sadly. He slid down off his horse and then shifted around in his saddle bag and pulled out what appeared to be green colored folded fabric. "This is all we could salvage.
With trembling hands, Kalila reached out and took the fabric in her hands. She unfolded it and gasped in horror. It was her father's cape. Only now it was torn and very bloody.
Kalila felt her legs give out from under her and she landed on her knees. She sobbed loudly as she hugs the cape against her, tears rolling down her cheeks.
"What's going on Kalila?" Danny asked, tears welling up in her brown eyes. Still too young and innocent ti understand what has happened.
"Why are you crying?" Asher asked, tearing up a bit. Whatever had happened it was something bad.
Kalila just continued to sob and hug Wyatt's cape.
The room was in darkness. Only the light of a single candle glowing was keeping the darkness from swallowing the three children whole. Kalila, Asher and Danny all sat on their father's bed, the cape wrapped around all of them. The twins had cried themselves to sleep about an hour ago and were both resting their heads on Kalila's lap, tears staining their chubby cheeks.
Kalila sighed as she gently brushed some hair from Danny's face. She looked down at the two children.
"You've got to help take care of them now. They need you now. They'll look to you when they're in trouble. They'll rellie on you to take care of them when I can't while I'm on a mission. Can I count on you?"Her father's words echoed in her mind. Kalila blinked and looked down at the children. Her father was right. She was the only one they had left.
"I'll take care of you." Kalila whispered. "I promise you I won't let anything happen to you. I'll protect you, both of you, for the rest of my life...I love you."
And with that, the teenager layed down and hugged her twin siblings close, as she shut her eyes and went to sleep.
She would not let her father down.
The gang will appear in the next chapter. I already got it all written up so I'll post it tomorrow. :) I know this part is really...well depressing. Lol But it gets better. I promise. Please don't forget to leave a review. I hope you like my characters. Goodbye for now!