Hello! I'm back after so long with a new fic! So much has happened since I last posted on this site and I'm looking forward to embarking on another journey with you all. Some of this story is inspired from the movie 'Frozen' which I don't own so if you spot any similarities, that's why. Let's get started and please don't hesitate to contact me with questions or feedback

Emily: Shingeki no Kyojin or its characters do not belong to Courtney. But I do.

Knock. Knock. Knock. No answer. Knock. Knock. Knock. Still no answer.

"Levi…. I wanna play!" No answer.

Knock. "Levi" Knock. "Let's" Knock. "play!" Nothing.

The six year old girl slumped her shoulders and walked back to her own bedroom. Her raven hair hung in ringlets which cascaded town her back, reaching mid-way down her legs. Her grey eyes searched her small room for something to do. Something to play with. Something to entertain her… Nothing. She had a petite figure and despite being only six years of age, she had perfect balance and co-ordination. She looked a lot like her father, her small nose and slender fingers mirrored the man's own perfectly, contrasting her older brother whose defined jaw and narrow shoulders reminded everyone of their mother. Both siblings inherited the raven black hair of their mother and their father's grey eyes but whilst Emily wore her hair down, Levi had it styled into a sharp undercut. The young girl believed that looks were the only thing she had in common with her sibling. He was quiet, she was loud. When his temper decreased radically, Emily kept her cool throughout the most infuriating of situations. Where Levi refused to show emotion, his sister laughed constantly throughout her day, which caused others to laugh to.

The sound of her parents returning home snapped Emily out from her thoughts as she rushed to greet them, pulling them both into a crushing bear hug.

"Mommy, Daddy!" Her mother went to go put the groceries away whilst her father bent down to converse with his daughter.

"Emily, how have you been? Have you spoken with your brother?" Emily frowned at her father's words.

"Nope. He's busy being moody in his room as usual!" The child crossed her arms and pouted trying to look annoyed but only managing to look cute. Her father laughed at the expression on her pale face.

"Now, Now Emily… You know your brother lost a lot of friends when they attacked three years ago. He's still grieving." Her father patted her back and went to go help her mother as the girl was left in the hall, pondering the statement.

The titans attacked the village that Levi and his class visited on that school trip. Only a few kids came back, brother included. He lost all of his friends but…shouldn't he have moved on by now? Three years… How many more until Levi is back to normal?

FOUR YEARS LATER

Emily still didn't see Levi anymore. After another year she got used to the fact that her brother was more or less an empty shell. He never stayed with the family more than he had to. He very rarely went outside and sometimes she forgot what his face looked like. Even when she did remember, she found it impossible to picture him with a smile. That didn't stop her. She still lived her life. She loved adventuring around the village and she rarely entered the house without either a few grass stains or some odd treasure that she found which took the forms of things such as rocks and pennies. Her life was good and she still carried that smile on her face every day, knowing it was contagious to the people around her, she just adored the fact that she could make people smile. She had a dream. She wanted to be one of the heroes on the horses with the wings on her back. She wanted to go outside and fight the titans and see the world. She wanted to explore outside the walls and eliminate the giants. But those aren't the main reasons she wanted to join the Survey Corps. She wanted to join most of all because she knew that Levi was going to join, and the biggest dream she had of all was to connect with her brother. She was intelligent, one of the best in her class. She was more than physically able, but she was 10. Too young to join the military. To young to risk her life. Too young to die.

She kept waiting. She waited to grow up so she could join the military. She waited to explore the world. She even waited for her parents to come and get her and Levi after the titans attacked and they were carried away. She kept smiling as she waited, certain that any moment now she'd see her father and drag Levi along with her to greet them. She kept smiling when a member of the garrison knelt down and told her and her brother that the titans had orphaned them. And then she cried. She collapsed on the floor and cried until her eyes were red, realising that she had lost two of the most important people in her life. Then the unexpected happened. Levi gently grasped his sisters arms and pulled her into his chest, allowing her tears to stain his shirt. She clutched onto her brother for she felt that if she let go, she'd lose him too. And in that moment, her brother said the words that would kill the cheerful, happy girl she was and create another shell to live alongside him.

"Em, you need to block out your feelings. Just like I did. That way, we can't get hurt anymore. If we don't let them in, they can't tear us down, and we'll become humanities strongest."

Emily looked up at her brother with a deadpan, emotionless expression and nodded and he grasped her hand and led her away.

"Don't worry, I'll take care of you Em".

FIVE YEARS LATER

Emily opened her eyes and sat up in her bed before glancing at her uniform: a brown jacket with a pair of wings stitched on the side with a pair of white pants, a blouse and numerous complicated straps and harnesses. She stood up in her immaculately clean room and got dressed for the day, her face as straight as her brothers had been for all those years. Five years and not one emotion, not one crack, not one smile.