Year 845 – The inside of Wall Rose –

The sky was blue and nearly cloudless and for once it was turning out to be a decent day. "Sophie, help your sister out!" A voice was raised and coming out through the opened window of a small gray house. Sitting in the small yard playing in dirt and young girl with black hair stood up and brushed her muddy hands on her once clean yellow dress. "Okay!" She replied back to the open window. Across the street Sophie's sister was standing at a table with a few other adults and was passing out food to other people who were looking a little worse for wear.

"Sophie, you're all dirty, go play somewhere else." Sophie's older sister said as she quickly dismissed the young girl upon seeing her. Sophie didn't completely understand what the big deal about it was, but she understood that her sister was smart and that she knew best. The two girls looked quite similar, but Sophie's eyes were not the bright blue that was her sister's eyes. Sophie's eyes were darker, as was her skin color and her black hair had a slight waviness to it compared to her older sisters straight black hair.

It has been a month since the refugees fled from wall Maria into the inner wall of Rose. Most of the people, even the children, were sent to the fields to do farm work because many of the original wall Rose residents were worried about an inevitable food shortage. It won't be long till many of the people from Wall Maria are sent back to try and reclaim their lost land. The enemy? Even children knew the answer to this question. The culprits responsible were impossibly large monstrosities called 'Titans'. The titans are cold blooded murderers that sought to kill humans, not because they were hungry- but because murder was what they lived for. To eat the human actually serves no nutritional purpose for these monsters; all they want is to kill and feast.

Here inside the safety of the 50 meter walls, human enjoyed a century of peace, but after a colossal titan opened the first hole in the wall, it did not take long for Hell to break loose.

Sophie sat around and watched the refugees as they accepted their meager meals. She also watched her sister, whom she looked up to so much. Her sister in this time of crisis stepped up to help whenever she could, even against our father's wishes.

"Sophie, don't tell mom or dad what I am about to tell you." It was nighttime now and the girls were sitting in their shared room. Their beds were on different ends, but it wasn't a large space so their voices weren't anything more than a quiet whisper. Sophie, who was obviously excited about her sister letting her in on something "big", scooting in closer to hear and made her older sister roll her eyes.

"I'm going to enlist into the military, next year."

"I'm going to enlist with you!" Sophie said a little too loudly in reply. At which her sister curtly shushed her and held a moment of silence to make sure that their sleeping parents hadn't stirred.

"Quiet! Remember, you need to keep this a secret and besides, Sophie, you are not old enough to enlist you still have an extra year to wait." Her older sister scolded quietly.

Sophie looked up to her older sister. Even before the first attack by the titans, her sister was the one who helped, who rescued and the one who spread immense kindness. Sophie knew, even at her young age, her sister was a perfect candidate for the military. She will be the one that saves us all. That is what Sophie truly believed.

The very next year, Sophie's sister left against her parent's wishes to train and become a soldier.

"Sophie, are you going to join the military as well? Are you going to disregard my thoughts and lose my respect?" It was father again. This was getting old, but I could tell he was worried and I guess I understood why, after all, he already lost one of his own to the military. I was honestly considering it, but each time he bothered me about it, I found myself reconsidering my decision to follow my sister.

"Well, Sophie?"

"I don't know." I replied, trying to sound curt, however, I was never known as one to become cross; my father knew that. His eyes softened a bit and he placed a gentle hand on my shoulder in a fatherly way. "The military has already stolen one of my girls- I can't bear the thought of both of them going away." He told me in a sad voice. His hair was much lighter than moms and his eyes were, but I definitely got the waves in my hair and my less pallid skin from him.

"Fine." Maybe joining would be a mistake, "I won't enlist." I really wanted to follow my sister, but in the end, was I that brave? The titans are horrible monsters who kill and eat people without a second thought- I couldn't stand up against that! I was a coward unlike my brave older sister. Talking to my father this most recent time had opened my eyes to that and when I turned the age that enabled me to enlist, I didn't. I stayed home and abandoned the dream that I had held since the attack.

I had given up.

Instead through all that time I studied medicine. It was something my parents approved of greatly compared to my sister's occupational choice. They even supported me by buying text books and writing materials. Two years after my sister had left I began studying under an old doctor who had been travelling where ever he needed to be. I was lucky to have found him for he was always on the move on a so-called mission to help all those within the wall. He claimed that he wasn't virtuous by any means, but in the minds of others he was an excellent and reliable doctor with a vast knowledge over many remedies and techniques. I trained hard and aided him when he treated his patients, and even I had come to think this.

The doctor took me along with him once he started to travel again. Near the winter of the year 847 we even got to travel to the inter most wall, Sina, to help treat some of the nobility who had requested help. People got sick very often in the winter; sometimes the cold was just too much for the human body. Throughout all of this I was able to write to my sister. She seemed surprised that I was giving up on the military, but she seemed understanding toward my decision to stay behind. She often wrote about the people in her squad and how loud and exciting times got for her sometimes. In two years she would be making a decision as to which branch of the military she'd be entering and she had even asked on my opinion to which I couldn't reply. My sister's decision was not easily influenced, but I knew if I said something she would seriously consider it. I didn't want to be like our father, and I didn't want her to question what had already been set in her mind.

A couple years later it happened again. The colossal titan appeared and broke the cannons and before I knew it, I had been recruited along with my teacher to come and treat the injured soldiers. The military was short on doctors and with the recent attack, medical care was in great demand.

So here I was in a horse drawn cart of supplies, on my way toward the wall where the injured were in need of help. My parents were not happy, but from what I heard I couldn't just forget about it like I had with my past endeavors. I just hoped my sister was all right because I heard that on that day a group of trainees in her squad had been blown off of the wall.

It's been four years, and I would finally be reunited with my sister.