A/N: This story kinda popped into my mind and I thought I could try and write it. So I'm sorry in advanced if this is terrible, let's hope it's not a complete train wreck!

Disclaimer! I do not own AOT, all rights goes to Hajime Isayama. I only own my OC.


The Falkners, the birds of prey. A tribe of warriors that lived in the world prior to the walls and survived the Great Titan War along with the Ackermans, another family of warriors. The two families rivaled each other for years but all things come to an end, unfortunately...

3rd Person POV

Trost District, 845

"Hey you brat! Get back here! That's stealing!"

"Sorry old man! But finders keepers!" A young boy yelled, he was around the age of 11. But what was most notable about the boy was his short white hair and yellow eyes. He was beyond what the normal kids looked like and tended to be looked at differently.

This was Alexander Falkner. Or as he prefers, Alex. He had currently stolen some food from a kiosk. He was born with an odd yet incredible amount of agility. He scaled the buildings and ran. He was the best at what he did, with the agility and stamina he had it made things easier.

"Looks like the coast is clear." He said, he had found a good spot on a rooftop to settle and eat.

"Hah! Nothing can catch the great Alex!" He praised himself and started eating.

He lived in the streets, he had no home. He had no one since 9. He was alone, yet he had an oddly charming personality despite everything he's been through...

He was born in the Undergrounds of Trost. A suburban city underneath Trost. His mother died due to an illness when he was 5. And he had to do things he'd later regret as he grew up just to survive. He stole to survive, and he even had to fight for his life. It was killed or be killed. The MPs in the area didn't even care.

He was forced to fight, to kill for what little they gave him. He was desperate like everyone else. To the MPs, he was a gladiator, used for their entertainment and earned very little for it. But it was better than nothing. He was made into a cold blooded killer at only 6. He didn't care for the other poor soul he had to fight, all he wanted was to live and that's what drove him.

Age 7, body count = 31

He was practically a champion, no one dared to cross the boy despite his age, they knew what he was capable of. He was nicknamed as the 'White Death' for his skill. It was inhuman, his skill with the art of killing was nothing to be messed with. People thought of him as a monster, he was born with unrelenting talent.

Many who watched fights as entertainment, mainly the MPs and the rich eventually put money down. It was a show in their eyes. But yet, young Alex earned very little. He was used for gambling.

At the age of 8 he had met a man, who'd take him in and teach him all he knew. He was old yet wise. The man was determined to make the boy live a normal life, and move him away from this hell. And soon, he was smuggled into the world above. Although, it was the last time he ever saw that man.

When he saw the world outside for the first time, it was breathtaking. The blue sky, the clouds, the birds, the sun. It wasn't so dim like it always was underground. When he first looked up to the sky, it brought the light back into his eyes. And from then on, he dreamed. For the first time in his life, he dreamed. The feeling of hope overwhelmed him.

He reach out his arm toward the sky.

'I... I want to touch the sky.' Was his first thought. Soon after, he climbed the tallest tree he could find, just so he could get higher.

With his inhuman agility he climbed until he reach the top. He was amazed at the sight. He yelled into the sky like Tarzan. He cried, he was happy. For the first time in his life he was truly happy. A man had found him and did everything he could for him to live a better life. He'd see him as a father figure. And now that he had reached to world above, he didn't think any of this was possible. He'd thought he'd be stuck underground for the rest of his life, fighting.

But every now and then, he'd get nightmares of the people he's killed, the things he did.

'It's been a long journey...' Alex thought as he ate. After finishing, he laid on his back and looked up to the sky in a relaxed position.

He started to close his eyes until he heard a large crowd and more noises follow. Today was oddly buzzing. It was unusually busy.

'Can't sleep with all that noise... I wonder what's going on.' Alex thought as he decided to check it out.

Timeskip

"What's with the crowd?" Alex thought out loud. Alex moved in closer to see what was going on. He had overhead a conversation between a couple of MPs.

"So it really is true, the Shiganshina district was over run by the titans." He heard a MP officer say.

"Damn, it really looks like they've seen and been through some tough shit." Another said.

"I heard that these are all that's left of that district."

"Hey, you don't think that the titans might come here and attack, would you?"

"I'd rather not think about that right now."

Alex heard enough, he proceeds to climb another house to overlook the refugees.

'Titans... I never thought something like this could happen.' Alex watched solemnly. He then took notice of three kids around his age, but thought nothing of it and left.

Timeskip

The night had arrived. Alex was currently running over rooftops to find a place to sleep, that was, until he stumbled across the three kids he saw earlier today, talking among each other. Slightly curious to what they were talking about, he eavesdrops in their conversation.

"I'm enlisting next year." Said the brunette boy.

The blonde boy next to him looked at him in confusion.

"I'll gain the power to fight Titans!" He said.

"Me, too." Said the blonde boy.

"Armin?" The brunette said.

"Me, too!" He said with resolve.

"I'll go, as well." Said the black haired girl with a soft spoken voice.

"Mikasa, you don't have to..." The brunette continued. "Didn't you say that it's important to survive?"

"That's right. So I'll go, to keep you from dying." The now named Mikasa, said.

The brunette stood up.

"Alright. The three of us." He said and the three looked amongst each other.

Alex had heard enough, he was tired, and so he moved to find a spot, but not before thinking.

'Enlist, huh... that... might actually be something I could do... and with those gears those soldiers have, I think I might actually have a chance to reach my goal...'

Alex gave a small smile.

'Yeah... looks like I'm enlisting...' Was his final thought before sleeping.


Year, 847

"We now begin the enlistment ceremony for the 104th Trainee Corps! I am Keith Shadis, and I had the misfortune to be assigned to train you bastards. And I'm not here to welcome you at all! Right now, you're mere cattle, fit for nothing but Titan food! No, less than cattle... in three years, we'll take you worthless pieces of crap and train you! Give you the means to fight the Titans. In three years when you stand before a Titan, will you still be food? Or will you be a noble wall, shielding the King? Or perhaps, one of humanity's glorious soldiers that slay Titans? You will decide!" The drill instructor finishes.

Now about 13 years old, Alex gave a small smirk.

'Slayer of Titans? I like the sound of that.'

Alex's POV

"You there!" Our instructor yelled at a certain blonde haired boy.

"Yes sir!" He responds.

"Who the hell are you!"

"I'm Armin Alert from Shiganshina, sir!"

"That so? That's a stupid name. Your parents give you that?"

"My grandfather!" Armin said.

"Alert, what are you doing here?" The instructor asked.

"Trying to aid humanity's victory!"

"That is indeed wonderful... then you will feed the Titans." He said then he grabs Armin by the head. "Row 3, about face!" He turned Armin around.

The instructor walks up to people after people, yelling in their faces. I got some gist of the people who were yelled at.

Thomas Wagner
Mina Karolina
Samuel Linke-Jackson, what kind of name is that?

Many of my fellow cadets around me were nervous, I could feel it. But the very few of us kept a neutral face and stood still as a rock, myself included.

It seems the purpose of yelling at these guys were to straighten them up. Prepare them for the worse to come and get used to it. But for the unfortunate number of us, we've already been through unrelenting hell.

He then looked straight at me.

'I really don't want to do this today...'

"And who are you?" He asked me.

"Alexander Falkner, from Trost." I calmly said.

"Your hair... is that really your natural hair color?"

"Yeah, it is. I get it from my mother."

"Hmmm." He seemed like he didn't believe me but what I said was true. "And what are you here for?"

"To join the Survey Corps." I plainly said.

I saw many of the cadets look at me, some surprised and some shocked. The instructor looked at me for some time, as if he was examining me.

"The Survey Corps, huh?" He spoke up, then he threw a punch straight to my face, but I caught it with slight ease.

Yet again, the cadets held a shock and surprised expression, but the very few of those were that Mikasa girl from back then, and a short blonde girl with a long nose who held a stoic expression the whole time.

Me and the instructor stared each other down. The tension between us caused many of the cadets to shudder in fear.

"Hmph. Your good. But that won't be enough when you go head to head against a Titan."

I released his hand from my grip and kept my stoic face.

"I don't you'll last even a second out there. It's like facing a highly experienced captain. You stand no chance."

He tried to get me to break but I wouldn't.

"Why don't you try me?" I said coldly.

"What was that?" The instructor gave me a glare.

"If you really believe that then why don't we throw down. Right here. Right now." I gave a small smirk.

His eyes narrowed then he turned away.

"You're something else, I'll be sure to be there when you break during training. Don't disappoint me." He said, walking away.

'I look forward to it.' I internally smirk.

He moved on, more yelling, new faces to learn.

Jean Kirschtein, he seemed very stuck up and looked like a horse if you ask me. Another thing to add, I was just as tall as him too.

Marco Bott, he seemed like a very genuine guy. I like him already.

Connie Springer

The instructor grabbed him by the head, lifting him off the ground, telling him he did his salute wrong.

As that was happening, I couldn't help but hear someone... eating?

I took a glance around to see a girl a few ways across from me, she had light brown eyes and reddish brown hair tied in a ponytail. She ate as if nothing was wrong.

Oh will she get a mouthful from the instructor when he sees you. It was then, he saw her. Everyone saw her.

"Hey, you..." The instructor walked up to her. "What are you doing?"

The girl continued eating, avoiding eye contact, as she hoped he wasn't talking to her but he was.

"You're the one I'm talking to! You!" He yelled in her face. "Who are you?!"

The girl quickly swallowed her food and saluted.

"Sasha Blouse, from Dauper village, Wall Rose South District!"

All those crumbs by her mouth makes it hard to take her seriously...

"Sasha Blouse, what are you holding in your right hand?"

"A boiled potato! The kitchen had a fresh batch, and I couldn't resist."

"Did you steal it? Why? Why would you choose to eat a potato now?"

"Letting it get cold would've been a waste, so I decided I should eat it now."

I internally smiled, I like her already.

"Well, I still don't understand... why would you eat that potato?" The instructor said.

"Are you asking me why people eat potatoes?"

Nearly everyone around looks at her and sweat drops with a confused or unbelievable expression, myself included.

The instructor stayed silent.

Sasha then holds her potato with two hands and rips it in half. She reached out to him with one hand, she was offering him half of the potato.

"You can have half..."

I couldn't believe what I saw. And I thought nothing could surprise me.

He grabs the potato half and looks at it.

"Half..." he said.


It was near after hours, the sun was setting and dinner was being prepped. I stood outside along with a few others.

Connie Springer
Marco Bott
Mina Karolina
Armin Alert
And Eren Yeager

"That potato girl still at it?" I said.

"Yeah, he still has her running." Connie said.

"Wow, five straight hours?" Eren said. "But she seemed more distraught when told she wouldn't get dinner than when told she must run until sun dropped."

"If I remember correctly, Dauper Villiage is a tiny hunting village deep in the mountains." Connie said.

We all continued to watch potato girl run until Eren pointed something out.

"What's that?" He asked.

"The dropouts." Mina said. There was a cart being pulled by a horse with people in it.

"They requested a transfer, to the frontier." She continued.

"What? But it's only the first day." Armin said.

"Fear can do that to a person." I commented.

"It was only a matter of time." Eren said. "If you aren't strong enough, you have to leave."

Everyone including me look back at Eren.

"Hard to believe they'd rather go back to weeding and picking up rocks." Eren said.

"I have to ask." Mina started to talk, it seemed like she was aiming a question at me and so I looked to her.

"Is that really your hair color?" She asked.

"Yeah, it's my natural hair color. Odd I know, but it really is my hair color." I responded.

"Sorry, I was just curious. I'm sure you get that question a lot." She said.

"Don't worry about it." I smiled, "I'm quite used to it honestly."

"And the way you stood up to the instructor! How did you keep your cool?" Connie asked. "Cause I sure would've broke. And not to mention catching that fist!"

"Well..." I trailed off, rubbing the back of my neck sheepishly. "When you've been through the things I've had to go through, you might understand. It's... kinda hard to explain." I smiled sheepishly, "sorry."

"I think I get were your coming from." Eren said.

Marco then stands up from his leaning position over the rail.

"Hey, he didn't ask where you were from, did he?" Marco asked Eren.

"Shiganshina, the same as him." Eren responds, putting a hand on Armins shoulder.

"I see... that's..." Marco said.

"Then, weren't you there that day?" Connie finished his questions.

"H-Hey..." Marco turned to Connie.

"Did you see the Colossal Titan?" Connie asked.

"Y-Yeah..." Eren responds.


Dinner had come, everyone went into the nearest cabin and ate. I was currently seated next to Eren. And eventually, people had heard he was from Shiganshina and everyone crowed around us.

They started to ask him questions about that day. The Colossal Titan. How big it was, and what did it look like.

Someone eventually asked him about the regular Titans. But that question hit Eren like a train. He dropped his spoon into his soup and looked like he was about to throw up.

"I think that's enough questions for now." I stated. "He's clearly uncomfortable with answer anymore questions."

"I'm sorry for asking-" Connie was about to say but Eren had cut him off.

"Don't be!" Eren said then ate a piece of bread.

Eren began talking about the Titans and how they weren't so tough. And that training to master the 3D MG would bring their downfall.

But I could see that he was clearly lying. It seems that whatever he saw that day must've scarred him.

"I'm joining the Survey Corps, so I can wipe the Titans off the face of this Earth." Eren said.

'Admirable, but stupid at the same time. Can't wait to see where this kid goes.' I thought

"I'll kill them all-" Eren was interrupted.

"Hey, are you nuts?"

Eren looks over as do I, to see horse face, Jean Kirschtien.

"Did you just say you want to join the Survey Corps?" Jean said.

"Yeah, I did. And you said you wanted to join the Military Police to take it easy, right?" Eren said.

"I'm no liar... I'm a straight talker, unlike someone who pretends to have balls of steel, even when he's about to piss himself." Jean said.

"Are you talking to me?" Eren questioned, standing from his seat.

"D-Don't..." Marco tried to stop Eren but he already made his way to Jean as he also stood up to face Eren.

"I didn't..." Jean said and what seemed like a fight was about to go down, the bells rung which meant that dinner was over.

I was one of the first ones to get out, although I didn't eat much of my food. I carried some with me as I walked back to my barracks.

I had walked into my barracks and awaited those who'd be my roommates. A few minutes would pass before anyone came to the door, it revealed good old Marco and two other guys.

Both were fairly tall, one of which was absurdly taller and slim while the other guy was built like an ox.

"It looks like we're roommates from now on. I'm Alexander Falkner, but I prefer Alex, nice to meet ya!"

"Nice to meet you too, I'm Bertholdt Hoover." He said.

"Reiner Braun."

"I know we've already met, Alex, but I'm Marco Bott, nice to meet you all." He smiled.

Reiner hummed in agreement and Bertholdt gives a small smile while nodding.

I go and take a spot on the top bunk while Marco took the bed under me.

Before I went to sleep, Reiner asked me something.

"Alex... aren't you the guy that stood against the instructor?"

"Yep, that's me. And before the both of you ask, yes, this is my natural hair color."

Reiner chuckles. "You really are something else."

"Tell me about it." I responded with a smirk. "Welp, it's time I get to sleep. See you all in the morning." I yawned, laying onto the bed and slept. Getting ready for whatever is thrown at me tomorrow.

"Yeah. Time to hit the sheets." Reiner said. With that, everyone had gone to sleep.


Well that's the first chapter out of the way. And before I go, I wanted to get some things out of the way;

Alex, my OC of this story will NOT be a Titan shifter, period.

I've seen too many of those and I thought, why not make a self-insert that isn't a Titan shifter for once.

As to his effect on the plot would be minor or major... he'll be slightly minor in the beginning, it isn't much later into the story were the manga is currently at now, will he play a highly major role. So there.

Pairings...

I wanted to keep this a single pairing so yeah, if you didn't see the character paring tab, its OCxSasha.

Our little potato girl needs some attention, and I thought, why not pair Alex with Sasha? Mikasa is too overused (imo) and the others may not fit well with him.