Attack on Titan Victories Lost

by Gikuushindan

A teenager who wishes to do nothing but slaughter the Titans for fun, his childhood friend that wishes to stop his murderous tendencies, a teacher who encourages his goals, what could go wrong? Rated T for language and overall theme. (I know I suck at summaries, but this is my first fanfic, please bear with it and tell me what I can do to make it better!)

1. Chapter 1

Attack on Titan - Victories Lost

"LOAD THE H.E. SHELL!" Screams of the Soldiers fighting the Titans who just breached the Wall resounded as everyone ran from the massive hole in the wall, just an hour ago it was completely peaceful. Soldiers were now being brought in, using the Three-Dimensional Maneuver Gear to try to defeat the Titans. As the Soldiers flew through the air skillfully firing the wires and heading towards the Titans a new Titan emerged. It had what looked like armor made of bone, it took a step back and then charged at the wall. The Soldiers manning the cannons fired at it, but it was to no avail, it easily shrugged the H.E. Shells off and continued running. Every Soldier using the 3.D Gear attempted to kill it, but they were caught up in the vortex of the wind that the Titan created by running and easily slaughtered. Eventually the Titan, later known as the Armored Titan, hit the wall separating Shiganshima District and Wall Maria. The Wall was breached.

-Five Years later-

It has been five years since the fall of Shinganshima district and the subsequent fall of Wall Maria, currently the initiation for the Trainee Corps is underway.
"SIR!" Everyone yelled, putting their fists above where their hearts beat.
"Sir." a less enthusiastic voice said quietly, without drawing any attention.
"I am the instructor of the 197th Trainee Corps, Boris Vogel!" the instructor yelled, he was wearing a green longboat and had short black hair, and underneath it was the basic brown jacket emblazoned with the insignia of the Trainee Corps. He began to walk around and yell at people, asking them where they came from and their names. Eventually he got to the 18 year old boy who seemed less enthusiastic about the whole thing. "Who are you?! Where did you come from!? WHY ARE YOU HERE?!" Boris yelled at the teenager.
"Siegfried Richter. Haffland District, Wall Maria. To slaughter the Titans for fun."