I DO NOT OWN ATTACK ON TITAN (SHINGEKI NO KYOJIN) AND AM SIMPLY MAKING A FANFICTION! ALL IDEA BELONG TO IT'S ORIGINAL OWNER!
The air was frigid, and the sun was covered up by the misty white clouds that soared high above Eren Yeager's home. His nose was a pink red color. The tips of his fingers were numb, and he felt the warmth of his wool jacket heat up his shoulders. His adoptive sister Mikasa Ackermann was not far behind him, as they walked together in the green meadows.
"Mikasa, when I'm older, I wanna join the Recon Corps. I can't live in here my whole life." he said looking up at the wall that separated them from the Titans.
Mikasa's eyes opened wide.
"Eren. I don't want you killed. Your my only family." she said feeling the soft red scarf around her.
Eren wasn't listening. He was day dreaming about his future outside the walls.
After the incident
The group of soldiers in the Recon Corps, were fighting away, on the roofs of houses. Titans invaded the area, searching for people.
Eren shot his hook onto a tower, and waited on the roof for a slow titan to get close enough. As the Titan swooped his hand to grab him, he made a sharp turn, slashing the Titan's neck, leaving a deep gash, with steaming hot vapor.
"Stupid." he muttered, zooming away to another house.
Jean, his rival, quickly made a flip, landing on a Titans back. He slashed at the nape, making a shallow cut, leaving a standing, curious Titan to grab him.
His eyes widened as it grabbed him, tightly.
Suddenly, Mikasa came rapidly, slashing at its neck with a strong force.
Jean fell to the ground, using his hook to reach the roof.
Once he got back up, his face got red, and he scratched the back of his head nervously.
"T-thanks Mikasa." he said, becoming even redder.
Mikasa just nodded, showing no emotion, and was about to take off again before a thought came to her mind.
"Jean, have you seen Eren? I need to make sure he's okay." she asked.
Jean frowned. "Eren? That idiotic brat? Probably dead. Hopefully dead." he mumbled soft enough for her not to hear. He didn't wanna die today.
Mikasa turned her head, her eyes illuminating as she saw Eren on a roof.
"Eren!"
Eren turned his head, sighing at his obsessive sister.
"Are you okay? Did you get hurt?"
"MIKASA! How many times do I need to tell you!? I'm not weak, although you may think I am!"
Her eyes turned into a dark, sad, fog.
I was too angry to stop. I should have stopped.