Chapter 1
The one whose life changed.
My name is Leem Smith. I'm just a boy who lives his life day by day. I don't have special talents. I'm not that smart. There is nothing special about me. Except my name and my family history. I'm part of the Smith family. The history says that: my great great great grandfather was a commander that saved the human race.
Centuries ago: our world was attacked by these monsters called Titans. The human race build walls to protect themselves from them. There were three groups: the military police, the Garrison and the Survey Corpse, who protected the people inside the wall. My great great great grandfather was the 13th commander of the last one. Erwin Smith. Many secrets were reviled about the Titans. A boy named, Eren Yeäger, could turn into one. They first though that he was an enemy of the human race. But, he saved everyone.
More humans could turn into Titans. Some were enemies. And some just didn't know. Whatever it was: there was a chance to survive the Titans.
How I know all of this? It's simple. A dairy is passed in our family from centuries. Every person who gets the diary, gets the information about the scar that is still be seen from centuries ago.
The walls: Wall Maria, Wall Rose and Wall Sina. Those walls are still standing, but not being used. They are just the scar of the city's. A city that I live in.
"Are you still reading that old book, Leem?" a girls voice interrupted my thoughts.
I look up and stared up at my best friend: Rosemary. I smiled. "Yea, Im still reading it".
She sat next to me and pulled to book closer to her. "Do you really think all of this had happened? My dad says that only the stories of the wall are true".
I let out a sigh and leaned my head on my hand. "I don't know" I answered truthfully. Her dad things he knows everything. Well that's what you get when you are one of the most important persons around here. "Maybe".
"Well," she grabbed the book and started to flip pages, until she stopped at the biography of my great great great grandfather. She pulled up the book and look at the picture before she looked at me. "You do look like the Commander".
I let out a laugh. She must be lying. I didn't look like him at all. I even didn't look like anyone of the family. Everyone was blond with blue eyes and a attitude that everyone would listen too. Born leaders. I was not like that. I had dark raven hair and blue, gray eyes and I was a silence person who didn't like to be in the spotlight.
"I do not look like him" I answered on what she said. "I'm not even looking like my own family".
Rosemary, put down the book and looked at me worried. "Leem, when will you ever stop talking about yourself like that?".
"Probably never" I answered and stood up from my seat. "I've got to go now. I need to pick up Rissa from the kindergarten".
"Okay. Could we hang out tomorrow?" she asked and give me the book.
I nod and put the book in my backpack. "Till tomorrow then".
I walked out the library and walked to the hallways. This day would probably more suck then I thought it would be.
I walked outside and thought back at the words from Rosemary. "You do look like the Commander". In what way? It could never been from the outside. Most of the people think that I'm a bastaard. My mom got a lot of problems because of that. But eventually it all came out that I was their son.
I stopped and looked up at the Wall. The outside. What would It be like? Not the time to think about that now. I walked further and I couldn't help to feel a little nervous. Like something was going to happen.
"Leem!" a little girl ran to me and hugged me.
I let out a laugh and pat her hair. "Hello Rissa, how was your day?".
Rissa looked at me with her wide blue eyes and smiled. "Good! I made a drawing for you". She holds it up in front of me.
"That's really pretty" I said and grabbed her bag from her. "Let's go. It's getting-".
"Is that the boy?" I heard someone whisper.
I looked out of the corner of my eyes to a group of woman.
"Yes, that's him".
"He does not look at the Smith family at all".
"He must be a disgrace for the family".
"A family that saved the human race. I wouldn't want him as my son".
I made my hands into fists and tried to control my anger. I already know that I was a disgrace! I already know that I'm making a bad name for the family. I all know that! They don't need to say it out loud! Those freaking womans!
"Leem?" Rissa broke my thought and looked at me worried. "Don't listen to them! You are my big brother and I love you!".
I looked at her with wide eyes and looked back the woman. They looked away fast and walked off with little steps. They didn't know that we were hearing them. I looked back at Rissa and smiled.
"I love you to, Rissa" I ruffled her hair and started to walk. "So, how was the rest of the day?".
"It was great!" she answered and grabbed my hand.
She started to talk about her day and I just listened to her. Rissa does not care how I look like. She knows I'm her brother and that's all that matters. My parents don't really care as well how I look like. It took some time, but they accept me now. Just my grandfather and grandmother don't really like me. But I never see them. So I must not care about them. But, I do. I care about everyone that's says something about me.
"Mommy! We are home!" Rissa yelled when I opened the door and she ran inside.
"Rissa, don't run!" I said behind her and closed the door behind me.
"Welcome back, sir" our butler said and held out his hand to take the bags from me. His name was: Gunter. An already old man, but always pleased to do something for us. Even for me. He's like a real grandfather to me.
"Thank you, Gunter" I said and give him Rissa's bag. "I'll take care of my own bag".
"Just like always" Gunter said with a smiles and put the bag in the closet. "How was your day, Leem?". He always starts with sir. But always calls me by name when I talked back to him.
"The usual" I answered with a sigh and put out my jacket.
"Leem, you should stop listening to other people" Gunter said and took my coat from me. "You are a true member of the Smith family. I was there when you were born. You have the same blood as Erwin Smith".
I looked at him a little surprised, but smiled and placed my hand on his shoulder. "Thank you, Gunter. It means a lot to me that you say that".
"And believe him, honey" came the voice of my mom behind me.
I turned to her and couldn't help but smile. She was holding Rissa in her arms and looked at me with a gentle smile. Her hair was just as blond as Rissa and so was the collar of her eyes: just as blue as her daughter. She holds out her arm for me and I knew what she wanted me to do.
Even if I was 19 years old. A hug from your mother is the best thing of the day. I walked to her and put my arms around the both of them.
"Welcome home, honey" my mom said and kissed my forehead.
"Thanks mom" I answered and let them go. "How did it went here?".
Mom let out a sigh and now I saw that she looked tired. "Your father is still in the discussion".
"Still?" I asked surprised and looked up the stairs. "They were started when I went to school".
"It seems like a lot of problems are going on inside the wall" mom said and put Rissa down on the floor.
"What could dad do about that?" I answered and already know the answer.
"Money" Gunter answered and my mom nodded.
I let out a frustrated sigh and went with my hand through my messy hair. "Even if we have a famous name, that doesn't mean we have money. Even we do have that".
Mom let out a chuckle and messed up my hair more. "Who knows. Just let your father handle it" she clapped her hands. "How about some food?". She walked to the kitchen and Rissa followed her.
I wanted to fallow them, but Gunter grabbed my arm. I looked up at his surprised.
"Leem, whatever will happen find the light" Gunter said and stared at me hard. "When you find the light, you always get home. Don't be scared to ask for the light". With that he let go of me and walked away.
I stared at him when he walked away and try to get what he mend. It could be anything. But I didn't understand.
"Leem! Are you coming?" Rissa yelled out of the kitchen.
I shook my head and walked to the kitchen. Whatever it was, it was something that I would think about later.
I let myself fall on my bed and stared up at the ceiling. What a day. Nothing really happened again. Well if you count the things that those woman's said. But that was something I heard every day. Even it really annoys me to no point that everybody says that. But sometimes... I stretched out my arm in front of me and spread out my finger. I wished that my life would be just as great as Erwin Smith.
I let out a sigh and let my arm fall on the bed. But it would never happen. I will live my life like a normal, bored boy who will never make his family proud.
I rolled myself on my stomach and grabbed the dairy out of my bag. But then everything went wrong. My head started to hurt and everything went blurry. I tried to call for my mom, but I couldn't talk. The pain became worse and before I knew it everything went black.
My eyes shot open and I looked up at blue sky. I keep staring at it in surprise. Where was I? This was not my room. I moved my hands. I didn't felt my sheets. I felt grass and dirt. The wind blow softly and messed up my hair more.
Slowly I sat up and looked around me. I only saw grass and trees. This was not my home.
Slowly panic was coming up in me and I turned around. My eyes widened. No this can't be happening. No this was not real! This could not be happening! I was staring at the wall. But not from the inside. But….
"Outside" I whispered to myself and then I heard it. Heavy breathing behind me.
I turned around and stood face to face with a huge face. I took steps behind and I felt myself started shaking. No. This can't be real. I stood face to face with a…
"Titan"
