I held onto my brother's waist as we rode horseback, racing Dean to the forest to play hide and seek. No one knew why we decided to play such a childish game, we just somehow decided it would be a good idea.

A trainee, and two Scouts. If anyone saw us sneaking out, there would be hell to pay. My brothers had told me stories of their captain, Levi Ackerman. Terrifying and skilled, but incredibly kind hearted. They even said that he was shorter than me. It had to be a lie, I was 5 foot 2, there was no way.

Sam laughed as he made his horse speed up, with us galloping past the eldest. I stuck my tongue out at him, earning a playful scowl from my brother.

We had beaten him by a mere four seconds in, and did our signature cry of victory. It was just a completely random sound that was similar to a dying cat, but it was enough to terrify a normal and mentally sane soldier. We had practiced it for almost 6 years, just before Samuel enrolled in military.

I jumped off of the animal first, placing my hands on my waist in a heroic way, smiling with victory.

"I let you both win," Dean growled, laughing it off as if it didn't matter. Sam chortled with sarcasm.

"Yeah right!" Sam exclaimed, rolling his eyes. "We totally kicked your butt!" he added, stopping his horse and following my actions, his longer hair rustling at the slight breeze. After he had joined the military, unlike his other squad members, he grew out his hair to shoulder length. The hair he used to have when he was 18 made him look like a scrawny teenager, despite his obscene height. The "new do" made him look more mature.

With two brothers who were shockingly older than me, they sure did treat me with respect. I was the Oops Baby of the family. My parents definitely thought they were all finished with children. Dean was 16 and was already in training, and Sam was 11. But all of a sudden, I just popped out of nowhere and became the really little sister. And it was obnoxious how protective they were when I was younger. Despite Dean's enrollment age, Dad didn't allow Sam to enroll until he was 18. From that point on, there was hardly any time for fun in my life, just practicing how to punch someone by my coach of a father.

A year later, I had met one of my closest friends, Armin, who introduced me to Eren and Mikasa. Two years later, I was training with dad, something about swing kicks. That was the day Shiganshina fell.

"Whatever," Dean chuckled, hopping off of his steed last, before purposely bumping me with his shoulder. "Let's play the real game,"

And so we did. Where Sam and Dean both calling to be the hiders first. It's what happens when you're the only sister, the boys gang up together. One of the only downsides to it.

After counting to one hundred and thirty four (the exact number Dean had given me) I opened my eyes and looked around, my surroundings showing no sign of them anywhere. They were experts in hiding, but I was a professional. Sam was the size of a god damn moose. Even with his military skills, there was no way he could hide from me.

Rolling my eyes, I fired my grappling hook for my 3D Gear, the hook launching itself into a tall tree. Pressing on the gas, I launched myself forward towards the tree, continuing the process until I was all the way at the top.

"If you're lost in the woods, climb a tree," Sasha had said. Using her advice, I searched for my brothers, who were most likely hiding in the same vicinity as each other. It had only been about two minutes, which meant that they couldn't have gotten far.

Seeing a tree rustle in the distance, not to mention hearing a deep voice curse out loud, I smirked and went for the prey, swinging from tree to tree using my gear. Military training sure did bring Hide and Seek to another level it seemed. Why didn't we do something like this for a training exercise? It would be super fun if we did.

Hearing some louder talking, I sped up to catch them, only to be interrupted by feeling and hearing a large rumble. Could it be? No, it was probably a broken tree or something.

Determined to find my siblings, I continued on, only to hear the constant sound of them yelling. Shit, what did they do this time?

Shaking my head, I finally latched onto the tree that I had saw move a few minutes ago. Peeking behind the object in sight, I watched as my brothers swung around a 7 meter creature, shouting at each other to give a battle plan. A titan. A fucking titan. Sam went for the nape of it's neck, but he missed his swipe, tumbling to the ground as he did.

"Sammy!" I yelled, jumping from the tree. It wasn't that far of a drop, 5 meters at most. Once I landed on the ground, I dodged the titan and ran to my brother, turning him over to only see that he had passed out. He must have hit his head during his fall.

Dean shouted my own name, as he distracted the titan from coming anywhere near us. I had to help him. At this point I didn't have a choice. But my training, I was nowhere near finished. With a little more than a year to go I had only a little bit of titan killing skills. Dean slashed at it with his swords, fazing it a little. I needed to kill it.

Couldn't I be as strong as my brothers? All tall and muscular? No wonder dad gave me that training. Not to mention, drink that weird acidic red liquid-

Interrupting my thoughts, the titan attempted to crush Dean with it's foot, but obviously it was too slow. Dean got out of the spot in time, while it slammed it's foot down, the ground shook, forcing me to accidentally bite down on my tongue.

The taste of blood filled my mouth, as I was blinded by a random flashing light, causing my body to heave itself up into the air. Closing my eyes, I braced myself for the hard landing on my back, but it never came.

Instead, my feet seemed to touch the ground a few seconds later, which seemed too fast to actually fall. Opening my eyes, I looked down at the grass, where my brothers were both now looking up at me, Dean standing up, Sam laying down.

I must have been in a tree, what could it have been? I couldn't have just grown 15 meters on the spot!

Laughing out loud, Dean covered his ears in terror, as if he hated the sound of it. The titan looked up at me with the same facial expression, tilting it's head to the side when it did so.

I grabbed for my 3D gear, feeling that it wasn't there. Widening my eyes, a breeze was felt on my bare skin, concerning me on the spot. Was I naked? In front of my brothers!?

Looking down at myself, I noticed my bare legs touch the ground, from about 10 meters from where I was standing. An illusion? Maybe I was going completely mad.

Dean aimed his hook towards me, while I felt a slight pinch on my shoulder. At this point, he seemed to come towards my face, landing on my nose as he did so. No, that wasn't possible. Dean wasn't that small.

"AVERY, I need you to listen to me," he ordered, making instant eye contact. His green eyes were something him and I shared. A light green, not to dark and alarming. Just a nice, creamy color. "You need to kill that son-of-a-bitch alright? Just go up to him, and smash his face to hell,"

Listening, I watched as he jumped off of my nose, running to Sam to get him up and on his feet, while still leaning against Dean's shoulder.

Taking my chance, I made eye contact with the titan once again, and began to run towards it, yelling out loud as I inched closer, before I brought my foot up, and kicked him in the jaw. The sudden impact forced the creature to fall over, with me immediately pounding his face in with the same foot. The blood of the profound animal began to smear onto my leg, not fazing me at this point.

Bending down to turn the creature over, I ripped out the flesh from it's neck, casting it aside as it was nothing. Staring at the now deceased titan, I smirked a bit before I heard my name being called by Dean.

"We're gonna get you outta there!" he yelled, before jumping onto my back. Confused, I looked around to see where he went, before he sliced open my own nape, disarming me from the creature.

My head spun, with my eyes closed, growing tired even after a nights worth of sleep. I felt as if I were about to throw up. What was wrong with me? What had just happened?

Apparently I wasn't the little sister after all.