I awake in Maria

Violent wind blasted through the streets. Chunks of rubble soared through the air. Buildings fell, crumbling into dust. Blood painted cracked streets, walls painted by artists of red. People ran in all directions fearing what would come. Smiling faces. Grinning faces. Hungry faces. The Titans had breached the city. They were all dead. Illusions of escaping were destroyed by the sights of people dangling from the teeth. Intestines and other organs filled their mouths. Hands gripping screaming people. They were all dead. Fantasies of peace ruined, today humanity received a grim reminder. The Titan responsible for it all had disappeared only to be replaced by a horde. Screams filled the streets as humans of all ages ran from their shepherds. Like livestock all they had really done was reproduce to feed the Titans. The cattle that was humanity screeched from their superiors. The Titans had become the superior race. Everybody could see that now. The Wolf Titan watched it all from above its eyes centred on the chaos. It's food was getting away. Scaling back down the walls was easy enough. Getting a head of its competitors was a different story. Using its one leg to propel itself over buildings and streets. A child ran into a dead end. He looked for a way through the wall that blocked him but it was useless he would have to turn around. A shadow loomed over him. He screamed as the hand of fifteen meter class grabbed him. Something blew past it, like a faint black wind. The Titan lurched forward collapsing, three long gashes lacerated the nape of its neck. The boy scrambled from the dissolving hand. Something dripped from the roof above. It looked up to see a Titan like no other. It's black fur covered its body with a long about that resembled a dog, it salivated long drops of yellow liquid that hardened upon touching the floor. It tilted its head observing the boy. The boy knew that he had to run. So he did. The Wolf Titan snarled with delight. It jumped from the rooftop landing in the streets below. The child scampered away from the yapping beast that spammed its jaws with joy. It grabbed the child. It felt him squirm between its sharp claws. Now at eye level the boy knew it was all over. The boy was half shoveled within its sharp jaws, legs dangling on its lips limply. It began to chew letting his juices dance over his tongue, with one strong bite the boy stopped struggling. The Titan slurped up his remains, enjoying the short living taste of warm flesh. The Titan giggled children always tasted better when they stopped squirming. A women ran through the streets she screamed as a giant fifteen meter class Titan strolled towards her, gaining with each step, she passed the hairier ten meter class, The Titan took one look at its hairier look alike, it stopped in its tracks. The Wolf Titan gripped the larger Titans throat. It slammed the larger one to the ground ripping its head off, decapitating it almost instantly. He knew it would get back up in a matter of minutes. He flipped the Titan onto its stomach, he slashed out what remained of the nape of its neck, tearing it to shreds. He got one look at the women, she was frozen, terrified by fear, confused by the spectacle. He silently wished for her to run, to give him the satisfaction of the kill, mostly he wished she wouldn't run, so he could move on and let her be. She chose the former. The Titan sighed and made chase. It leapt into the air and in an instant she was gone, softly devoured, quietly murdered, regrets flushing through her mind, life cut short being decapitated, head stuck between its teeth. A deformed leg began to protrude from the stump. It quickly formed into a fully functioning limb and the Titan was now at fighting strength. It hopped up onto the buildings, sprinting over the roofs scanning for more people to pray on. Petra was freed from her amber sealant by the two members of the Garrison.

"What are you going to do?" They asked her

"I'm going to kill it. An eye for an eye." Petra was contradicting her known personality going against her better judgement, but she knew… It would have to die. Petra stood drawing her blade, she squeezed the trigger diving from the wall. She swung towards the Wolf Titan, she changed her grapple location, circling it, she came in from its flank, she was as silent as a ghost. She slashed her swords cutting the nape of its neck open, the cuts weren't deep enough to kill but something strange happened, it fell over dying, she climbed up onto its corpse. A body was inside of the Titan's neck. She opened up the flesh surrounding the body. A small frail looking boy ten years old at most. His jet black hair was jagged in a new age punk sort of look. He looked at her his brilliant golden eyes was like looking in a reflection of her own. The boy looked a lot like her, sharp jaw, stern yet caring brow, combined with their almost identical eyes, this was because he was her son. He was no human he emerged from the nape of a Titan, she didn't know what to think but he couldn't be allowed to live. A monster as powerful as he is couldn't be allowed to live. The boy groaned blinking a few times till their gazes met.

"Mum?" The boy was confused and scared, he clung to her like a scared animal

"I… I…" She couldn't move paralyzed by the boy who she had thought long lost.

"Are you my mother?" He buried his face into her chest tears welled up around both their eyes. Was she really about to kill this boy, this innocent child, Her son.

"I… I… I am your mother." She managed to muster up her words, tears still welled up in their eyes, her hand struggled with the sword, five years her son had been missing, now he sat there. Crying in her chest.

"I've done some terrible things!" His arms wrapped around her squeezing her with all the strength he possessed

"No, you weren't you. You wouldn't hurt anybody. You're my son." Petra cried out loud she didn't care who saw them the world had gone to hell and they were at the center of it. She returned the hug rubbing his shoulders, the pent up emotions she had thought gone five years ago flooded back to her.

"I'm one of them. I'm a monster!" She grabbed his face with her hands looking right into his eyes

"Listen to me Marcus. You are not a monster! I need to get you out of here, hold on." He held onto her as tight as he could. The cables shot out from her maneuver gear grappling her along the buildings, she propelled through the streets dodging the Titans. Once she reached the wall she scaled to the top. She checked her gear, almost out of gas, it was lucky she decided to go along the wall. A garrison soldier with blonde hair and a thin pencil stripe mustache approached her using his maneuver gear to swing to her location.

"Petra what are you doing here?" Hannes asked her shocked to see her here carrying a child.

"I found my son get me to the boat!" She screamed at Hannes shocking him. He remembered the day he disappeared, she cried for months, wishing, waiting for him to return. Five years later and their he was. He hadn't changed a bit. Lost in his train of thought Hannes hadn't realized how dead serious Petra was.

"Hannes, GET ME TO THE BOAT!" Petra's desperation had finally wrestled to the surface the need for her sons survival raged in her eyes.

"Follow me." Hannes led them over the wall to a flowery garden a boat was teeming with people, there was no way the two of them would make it on.

"Hannes?!" Petra was scared she couldn't defend herself and her son from the Titans

Hannes shoved the civilians to the side allowing Petra to run. He drew his swords and threatened the crowd to move back. Petra boarded the boat and took a seat facing away from the jeering crowd.

"You fucking whore!" She covered Marcus ears while she was forced to listen to their taunts and death threats.

"Probably fucked the whole Garrison to get that spot!" She began to cry. her son turned to her covering her ears with his much smaller and frailer hands. She clutched him tight, never wanting to let him go again, he did the same with her. She would never leave him. He would never leave her. Like Mother like Son.