Hey TheHeartlessNukia here!
This is such a random fanfiction idea, I keep doing this all the time when I'm watching animes. So anyway, this is based on Attack on Titan: No Regrets. I've only seen it twice and I've started reading some of the manga's to it which has basically got me interested in writing my fanfiction idea down. I've been researching into the underground city and stuff, I'm not 100% if the information I have found is right. It will also have Farlan Church and Isabel Magnolia in it at some point, it doesn't have their names in the character story options on here. If anyone has anymore information to share then PM me, I'm all ears. The chapters are not going to be that long in this fanfiction, I plan to write about 10 chapters or maybe more for it.
I've never written an Attack on Titan fanfiction before, I'm normally writing about Death Note. This is going to be one of those on the side fanfics while I'm writing my main fanfics for a change of scene, so it will be slow updates between work. Thank you for the Reviews, favorites, Alerts and to the unknown people who read my story too.
I hope you enjoy the opening chapter, if not I'm sorry! I'm not the worlds greatest writer, I'm more of a storyteller lol
Chapter 3!
After I had finished the tavern's steps I returned back to my Mother in the kitchen, she was preparing a late supper of left over stew and dried bread. I put my bucket and scrubbing brush in the corner of the kitchen, I told my Mother I was going to get cleaned up before supper. But before I left the kitchen she asked me if I wouldn't mind eating my supper in the upstairs quarters tonight instead of the bar area of the tavern, she said my Father and the Landlord had some important matters to discuss with Kenny Ackerman. I did what she asked, I took my bowl of stew and hurried through the bar of the tavern.
I hurried up the staircase to the upstairs quarters, I stopped at the top of the staircase though and took a sneaky peek over the banister. I saw my Father and the Landlord sitting at the table with the tall man, the shorter man was standing next to the wooden casement window near the tavern's main entrance. I tried to listen into their conversation, but I couldn't really hear what they were discussing because they were speaking quietly to each other. After a while I gave up on trying to listen in on their conversation, I then decided to go to the living quarters and eat my supper before it got cold.
A few hours later my Mother came to the upstairs quarters to collect my bowl, she told me everyone would be turning in for the night very soon. I asked her what they had been talking about downstairs, she told me she didn't have a clue with a smile. But I knew deep down inside that she was lying to me, I could always tell by the way she would look at me or how she would quickly change the subject. She told that there was a basin of warm water and a clean towel in the washroom for me, I told her okay as she left the room. I sighed to myself and took my white cotton nightgown from my dresser draw, I guess I should get ready for bed then I thought to myself as I left the upstairs quarters.
The tavern's washroom was at the other end of the building, there was actually two washrooms upstairs. One of the washroom was for our overnight guests and the other washroom was for us, but the guest washroom tended to get filthy more quickly because the customers sometimes used it when they were drunk without our permission. I hurried along the corridor to the washroom, but I stopped when I heard a loud crash come from downstairs. I looked over my shoulder when I heard another crash come from downstairs and a woman's scream this time, I ran back along the corridor and crouched by the staircase's banister. I peeked through a gap in the banister, but the sight that greeted me was gruesome. I covered up my mouth with both of my hands when I was the Landlord lying in a pool of his own blood near one of the wooden round tables, his once white shirt was soaked through with blood and his throat was cut. I felt my stomach turn as I got up from the floor, what had happened here? More to the point, where were my parents? I hung my nightgown over the banister, I carefully walked to the top step of the staircase and noticed blood splatters across the wooden stairs, this has to be a nightmare I thought to myself while I began to walk slowly down the staircase.
" Mum, Dad!" I partly yelled. " Where are you?! Please answer me, it's Lorna!"
No one else seemed to be in the bar of the tavern, it was empty. I hurried down the rest of the staircase and called out to my parents as I jumped from the last step of the staircase. But I got no replies from my parents, they were not here. I ran to check the kitchen and it was also empty, the tavern was deserted. What's going on I thought to myself as I hurried back into the tavern's bar. I made my way to the the main entrance of the tavern, I opened it's heavy wooden door and ran down the stone steps of the tavern. That's when I saw my parents being bungled into the back of a horse drawn carriage, I went to call out to them but I was stopped by somebody covering my mouth up with a rag. I let out a muffled scream while my arm was twisted behind my back, I struggled as I was dragged away from the tavern's steps.
I was led into the alleyway behind the tavern, I was roughly thrown to the ground and told to stay down by stern male's voice. I groaned while I got onto my knees, I was told once again to stay down by this unknown male. I ignored him and got up from the ground anyway, I needed to help my parents. But without warning I felt myself being knocked back to the ground, I touched my cheek with my hand and looked up at this unknown male standing over me. To my surprise it was this Levi that had turned up with the tall man a few hours ago. I tried to get up again, but this time he took a knife from his cloak and rested his foot on my knee with a blank expression on his face. My body froze at the sight of his knife, I sat back down on my legs and looked up at him with a frown on my face.
" I said stay down..." He said.
" What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled. " Get out of my way, I need to help my parents!"
" They're already dead, I suggest you let them go..." He said.
I clenched my fist at his words, I will not let my parents die. I quickly got up from the ground and barged past him. But I was yanked back into the alleyway by my arm, this time I was pushed hard up against the wall. I groaned as I felt my arm being twisted behind my back, I partly managed to look over my shoulder at Levi. He didn't looked amused by my actions and told me to stop being a brat while he glared at me, but I ignored his words. I tired to struggled free from his grip on my arm, but his grip tightened around my arm and he just twisted my arm even more as I struggled.
" Let me go!" I yelled.
" Pathetic, you've got to learn to fight harder if you want to survive down here..." He said as he loosened his grip on my arm. " But for now I can't let you go, you need to stay down and act dead before you truly do end up dead..."
I turned my gaze away from him and closed my eyes while I rested my forehead against the wall, I can't just let my parents go. They are my family, the only family I've ever known down here and I will not just let them die. I snapped my eyes wide open and pushed all of my body's weight back into Levi as hard as I could, but he was ready for my move. He grabbed hold of both of arms and pushed me even harder against the wall this time, but this time when I made contact with the wall everything went dark.
