Eren was a curious boy, he'd never given much thought as he why he'd been reborn. He just guessed that it was because his other life had been cut so short. A life full of fighting and death was so different to the easy life he had now.
He was born into a normal family. Even though his mother and father from his first life were not his parents this time around. When he was old enough to realise this it was a very strange predicament. Eren felt a little lonely, he felt as if he had been mistreated by fate. To be reborn only to have nobody from his previous one to share it with. It really was cruel.
Eren kept the memories to himself. He never breathed a word of them to anyone. Nobody remembered the Titans. If he went around spouting nonsense about giants that ate people, he was pretty sure he'd be locked away in the looney bin somewhere.
His parents were good people. His mother was a teacher and his father owned a little café. He also had an older sister this time around. They got along as well as any siblings could, they fought about silly things like who got to control the tv remote and who ate the last pudding. She was older than him by only a year so they had gone through school together but they never had any mutual friends.
Eren and his sister never really spoke to each other, they lived in the same house, had all their meals together but that's all really. They weren't friends. She wasn't Mikasa.
The car was quiet except for the sound of the engine trudging along. Eren sat in the back with his sister, looking out the window with a blank expression on his face. The sister sat besides him with her earphones in as their parents chatted in the front.
"Where are we going?" Eren's sister asked.
"You'll see when we get there" Eren's mum replied.
Eren's older sister rolled her green eyes and sighed, putting her earphones back in. She went back to ignoring everyone. Eren smirked a little as he stared at the road ahead.
He and his sister were quite alike, not in just looks but in personality as well. She had the same tanned skin and green eyes, her hair was as unruly as his but hers had a red tint to it. They were both stubborn and loud (which meant that their arguments could be heard through walls), they both got excited by food and they loved camping.
The sudden squeal of tire on tarmac brought Eren out of his daydream. His eyes widened in fright as he saw the truck heading towards them at some speed. He hardly at a chance to react.
"Watch out!" He shouted as his mother gave a scream.
His father's grip on the wheel became almost bruising as he tried to turn the wheel and get out of the way of the oncoming truck.
But it was too late.
The truck was moving too fast and they had no chance of getting out of its collision course. The world seemed to freeze around Eren. Was this it? Was he really going to die again? At such a young age, without getting to live again? Without getting to meet anyone?
His sister screamed beside him.
Eren's body moved on instinct, he threw his body arms over his sister and brought her to him, cradling her head as the truck hit the car. The sound of metal scrapping against metal was loud in his ears as the truck collided with the driver's side of the car. His father died on impact, his bones crushing on on themselves as the driver's side door was breached by the van.
Eren closed his eyes tight, the sound of his mother screaming as the car was flipped and the sudden cut off of her voice as her face smashed against the console was the last thing Eren heard before he blacked out. Still clutching his sister.
The car rolled twice before it finally came to a stop. All the windows had smashed, bits of glass were strewn across the floor, the dark red of blood was vivid against the white leather of the car seats.
"E-eren? Mum?" Came a quiet voice from the wreckage. She felt Eren's breath against her neck. Knowing he was alive, her vision faded to black.
…..
When Eren awoke it was three days later in a hospital bed. His eyes slowly opened, the glare of the florescent light was harsh on his eyes. He couldn't remember what had happened at first.
Had he fallen off his horse again? Had a titan taken a swing at him? No, I'm not there anymore. He looked around his little hospital room, the walls were white and there wasn't anything special about it. Am armchair was position quite close to his bed. Nobody was sitting in it.
The hospital equipment beeped obnoxiously beside him. Eren looked down, he felt a dull throb from his left arm. Eren was surprised to see that there was a cast around it. He must have broken it in the accident.
Eren blinked to try and clear his mind. What had happened? He remembered his sister screaming and the sound of crunching….crunching….
Eren jerked to the side. His right hand over his mouth as he mouth as he tried now to puke.
The sound of crunching bones.
He remembered everything. The truck hitting them, cradling his sister in his arms and the sounds of his parents dying.
Tears streamed down his face.
How could this be happening again? How could he lose his family all over again?
The door to the room slowly creaked open, his sister walked in. she was carrying a bottle of water and a sandwich. She didn't have a scratch on her.
Her green eyes lit up in surprise as she noticed Eren sitting up in bed.
"Eren…"She cried, tears running down her face as she ran to her brother's side. "You're awake, you're okay" she sniffed. "they're dead. They're both dead. We're all alone."
Eren stroked his sister's hair with his right hand. "Shhh, shhh. It'll be alright. We'll be okay."
"How?"
"We have each other." He said. "We'll be okay, Isabel"
That was the day that Eren's life was turned upside down. His loving normal parents dead, he was an orphan once again.
