Uhh Hi! Its kinda hard, I know I'm crazy for balancing about...4 stories...Uh...Yea! This anime got me crying, balling my eyes out... DX So I decided to make a fanfic about this, since they don't have a second season, and I wanted to put my own OC character in. Her name is Red and everything will get crazy, but bare with me!
Red: Hi peoples! *giggles*
Yup... Lets begin:
Who're You?
Lets go back to the day Eren had saved Mikasa. Grisha was going to the Military Police because of the situation. Carla was at the house, blind at the entire situation. She was sweeping the house humming a little tune to herself. She picked up the trash and threw it out. Carla dusted herself off and went to her backyard for the clothes. Right when she opened the door, she yelped...
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I didn't know how to react in seeing a little girl hugging mine and my family's clothes. All the clothes were folded in the white laundry basket, and one shirt was being help by this girl. She opened her eyes at me. I gasped. She had a scar across her left eye, slanted. Her eyes were a dark red, like blood red. So was her hair. Her hair was put in a messy ponytail, showing off her scars on her neck. Her eyes widened as she've been caught. She began shaking slowly. I smiled softly. "Hi there..." I said. She winced and backed up.
"I-I'm s-s-sorry...l-lady..." she put the shirt in the basket. She looked down. Her gown was ragged, and torn on the bottom. I began walking towards her. She shook more. I knelt down before her. "My name is Carla...what's yours..." I looked at her bangs, and how it shined in the sunlight, making her hair look a light red now. She looked at me. "I don't have a name..." she said. I gaped at her. Poor girl. She's probably all alone. I patted her head and grabbed her hand. "Lets get you cleaned up okay..." I looked at her little hand. Her fingernails were caked with dirt. They were long.
She hesitated,but began slowly going in with me. I grabbed the laundry basket and went in with her. When she went in, she gasped and I thought she saw a rat or something and immediatley went to her side. I didn't see anything. I looked down at the fragile girl, and her eyes were shining. She looked like a child that was just seeing a candy shop for the first time. She began running around and observing everything. "Your house is so...pretty Carla!" she exclaimed. I chuckled at her behavior. I grabbed a t-shirt of Eren's, and some of his shorts. 'I wonder if she's wearing underwear...would it be weird to give her Eren's...' I thought.
I decided to give her a new pair of underwear, thank god I had spares. When I finished, I looked over my shoulder and saw her looking at a family photo of mines. She was raising her hand to it. I watched as she put a finger under Eren's head. "Is this your son..." she asked me. I walked over to her with the clothes in my hand. This was a picture taken recently. We were all at the market, and Eren was on the roof with his dad, I was in the background smiling nervously while Eren and Grisha were posing as men. I giggled. "Yea...His name is Eren..." I told her. She smiled. "Do you have any family..." I asked. She automatically tensed up when I said this.
"...I..." she started. I turned her to face me. "You don't have to tell me..." I smiled. She shook her head. "I held it in for too long...And you seem nice..." she smiled sweetly. I nodded. She sighed heavily. "Okay...Lets start off..." and she told me everything.
Flash Back:
The little girl was sitting on her bed. She was holding her knees. She closed her eyes. She didn't want to face her mom and dad. She had drawn on the walls with a permanent marker, and she didn't have nothing to do. Her parents were out doing something like usual. Right when she was going to drift off to sleep, the front door was kicked opened. "Hey little brat..." her dad called. She waited. "Do you- OH HELL NO LITTLE BITCH COME THE FUCK DOWN HERE," he yelled. She shuddered and got off her bed. She slowly began going downstairs. Her dad was in front of the wall. "I...dada...I wanted to draw a picture of us..." she tried explaining. He scoffed. "Your not our family, your just a little runt that isn't useful to us at ALL," he smashed a beer bottle on her head. She winced and forced the tears back in her eyes. "Dada! I'm s-sorry!" she screamed. He looked down at her with no emotion in his eyes. "Its too late for sorrys.." he kicked her against the wall. He then tied her up. "So how many beatings do you deserve hmm..." he grabbed the black whip hanging from the shelf and chipped off rotten flesh from previous events. He brung it up. His hand came down and it hit her right side, making it open a new cut, bleeding. The girl screamed as he hit her over and over. After about 10 hits, he stopped and laughed. Blood dripped from the girl's shaking body, and was puddles on the floor. "Now brat... You wanna clean this up before you get more..." he threatened. The girl whined and went to the kitchen, limping, and grabbed a rag. She cleaned up the blood, trying to clean up her own wounds. When she finished, she went upstairs to hide in her room.
End of Flash Back.
I stopped cleaning the girl's body as I consumed everything she told me. So... her parents abused her. Terribly. No wonder she was all alone. I looked down at her back to see some bruises. I nearly cried seeing this, but continued cleaning up the girl. The girl closed her eyes and sighed deeply. "Hey... they're all gone now..." I wanted to reassure her. She opened her eyes and looked at me. She nodded and I proceeded in cleaning her.
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After Carla cleaned me -she really got me squeaky clean- she gave me some clothes, that were kinda unusual but, I didn't wanna disappoint her. As I slip on a grey shirt, I automatically begin hugging myself, wanting to hold this position forever. I felt so warm and nice, and comfortable for once. Carla was watching me and she giggled, before getting up and grabbing some vegetables. "What ya doing..." I asked. I didn't wanna be like red riding hood, who gets eaten by the big bad wolf. That was creepy. "I'm preparing supper for my family... wanna help..." she asked me. I nodded happily. I was forced to cook since I was about 5. Currently I'm 7.
I helped Carla peel potatoes, cut up carrots, and other things, as she hummed a soothing tune. I listened to her humming and I felt like I was in peace with myself. I shook my head and looked out the window. I wonder where her son is. "So...is your son coming any time soon..." I asked while handing her another carrot to put in the stew. She put it in the pot gently, and smiled. "Don't know... but I know he's coming soom..." she rinsed her hands and helped me to rinse mines. "For now, we wait okay..." she said. I nodded, and looked at the sunset from the view of the window. He'll be here... I thought in excitement and fear.
3 Hours Later...
Me and Carla had fallen asleep, and heard knocking from the front door. Carla got up and turned off the stove top, to see who was at the door. "It's Erin, and Grisha!" She yelled happily. I shivered and hid quickly. I didn't wanna see them just yet. I heard a couple of voices, one in which I knew was Carla's, and listened. "She'll have to stay with us under these conditions," said a deep voice. She...? I wondered, and peaked out the closet I was in.
There I saw a boy with light green eyes. His hair wasn't too long or too short, and was a bit messy. I looked behind him to see a girl, a bit taller than him, and had a scarf wrapped around her face messily. I giggled to myself. The boy spotted me and tilted his head to a side. "Mommy.. who's that...?" He asked as I hid deeper in the closet. I heard Carla gasp and opened the door to get me out, slowly since I was refusing. She pulled me out and as I stood there, everything went quiet.
The tall guy behind the boy and girl, I assumed was the dad, and he looked at me in bewilderment. The girl looked at me with confused dark eyes. And finally the boy still had his head tilted to a side. Carla patted my head. "This is a new friend, that I found doing my laundry for me..."she chuckled. I looked down, making sure my bangs hid my face. My mom said that I would always scare people away with its hideousness.
"What's her name dear..." The dad said. Carla didn't say anything. I looked up through a little gap from my bangs. "I have no name..." I mumbled. The boy heard me and blinked. "So...you can talk huh..." he began walking towards me. I stood my ground and he stood in front of me. It looks like he's studying me, as if I was an alien. "Well lucky you! I'm good at giving names!" He exclaimed. I gave a squeak of confusion, but then he brushed my bangs out my face. I blushed slightly, and he looked directly into my eyes.
After a moment he began cackling. "I have a perfect name!" He pointed at me. I felt like we all held our breathes simultaneously. He smiled. "Your name is now Red..." he put his arm down. That made sense. I mean my eyes, and hair. Meh. "Oh..." I whispered. Carla interrupted.
"But...Eren you can't just..." she was cut off. "I think it's a cute name..." The girl from behind spoke up. I looked at her. She was smiling, but I can see that she's utterly scared, and sad. I squinted at her. "My name is Mikasa... nice to meet you..." she bowed her head slightly. I nodded and looked at Eren.
Carla spoke up again. "Yea but... other people might..." she was cut off again. "No its okay, I like it..." I looked up at her. She looked down at me with unsure eyes. I smiled and she reflected it. Red... That's a nice name I guess...
To Be Continued...
Well...There ya have it! Sorry for grammer mis spellings! Love ya kitties!
