A/N: This is the first ever fanfic I have written and maybe will ever write I don't know yet. I have some major ideas for how the character will behave and act, but if you have any recommendations or believe that I wasn't true to a character whether it being the OC or any other character in the AOT universe I have no problems with hearing you out. If the story starts to seem slow then let me know and I'll try to cut out minor plot and character developments.

There will probably be some AU stuff so if that's not your thing I don't know what to tell you.

I do not own anything except the OC and his family

"Dialogue"

'Thoughts'

Journal

Narration

0. 10th Birthday

Year 845

Inside wall Maria there was the city of Shiganshina and within that small city laid the Warner house, with a small family of 3 living in it. With 2 parents and a child Cynthia and John Warner had one 10 year old child named Logan. Logan Warner was shorter for kids his age. With shaggy dirty blonde hair dispersed across a small bed the young boy began to stir awake. After a small yawn and rubbing his eyes the boy suddenly jerked up after smelling sausage being cooked in the kitchen. Logan began scrambling off the bed to his closet and grabbing a set of beige pants and a gray long sleeved shirt hastily getting changed.

"The boy must be excited for his birthday." John said with a small smile on his face

"Well yes John, he just turned 10 and we got our hands on sausage, if I was his age I'd be excited too." Cynthia responded

"Sausage shmausage the kid just wants his hands on the presents we got him." John grumbled

"Don't be so apathetic on our son's birthday John, besides you are just grumpy that he beat you at chess last night." Cynthia retorted with a hand on her hip

John had grumbled something under his breath not wanting to kill the mood anymore, it didn't help she was right either. John had looked back on the previous night wondering how a boy basically at 10 had managed to beat him at the game he taught his son. John began to set up the chess board determined to win back some of his flayed pride. Upon placing the last piece Logan began stomping down the stairs as fast as his tiny legs could take him.

"Before you even think about getting your birthday breakfast you get your little ass over here." John had said in a slightly serious tone

Just as the boy was about to respond a loud crash had caught both of them by surprise. Both Logan and his father John had looked over to the kitchen door that was now almost off it's hinges. Standing in the doorway was the manifestation of the Grim Reaper though with a wooden ladle instead of its signature scythe.

"JOHN WARNER HOW ABSOLUTELY DARE YOU USE THAT KIND OF LANGUAGE IN FRONT OF OUR CHILD!" The demonic presence shrieked

John had looked like he just saw the gates of heaven themselves. He sat at the table unable to move, it was as if his wife had locked him into place just by keeping her glare on him. He would have been shaking but after getting her point across his wife had immediately glomped onto the young boy.

"It's ok Mama I will just beat Dad in chess then I can eat all the breakfast you make for me!" Logan had said proudly.

After hearing the proud words of her child Cynthia almost fainted out of pure adoration of Logan. As she began swaying Logan had said something about spoiling their kid far too much but she didn't listen she had practically skipped her way back to the kitchen, but not before clocking John over the head with her Ladle.

It had not been 10 minutes before the whines of a man could be heard throughout Shiganshina. Logan had shook his now depressed fathers hand before getting up and bounced to the kitchen with the biggest smile on the boy's face. Due to his smaller stature eating all the breakfast that Cynthia had made for him proved to be an impossible task. Being so full and bloated from the large amounts of food consumed he had fallen asleep in his chair.

Upon awakening Logan sat up from the couch and rubbed his eyes, after regaining complete vision he was greeted with both of his parents smiling, each had a gift in their hands.

""Happy Birthday Logan!"" John and Cynthia had said in unison.

Logan began to blush out of embarrassment, but began to appraise the two wrapped objects in his hands. Both presents were rectangular but the present in his left hand weighed significantly more so assuming that was the better present he decided to start on the lighter one. Quickly removing the paper from the object it was revealed to be a small journal with a leather cover with a strap and buckle to help keep it closed. Logan eyed the journal suspiciously before smiling and giving a quiet thank you to his mother who nearly collapsed from happiness.

"I got that journal so you can write notes about the ODM gear you've been oh so fascinated with." Cynthia exclaimed with complete glee

"That would actually be very useful Mom, thank you very much." Logan quickly responded

Attention now on the bigger prize, like a wild animal Logan had torn away the paper revealing a folded chess board. Logan's eyes began to widen realizing that he now had a portable chess board and pieces and it was his very own with his name burned onto the bottom when unfolded.

"There you are squirt now you can go outside and bully other people then your dear old man." John said with a slight smirk knowing that the oldies of the town would soon feel his pain.

"Thank you so much Mom and Dad!" Logan had yelped in utter glee.

Soon the day turned to night and everyone in Shiganshina had retreated to their abodes to turn in for the night. In the Warner house poor old John had attempted to salvage what little pride he had left and had challenged Logan to multiple blitz games just to lose them all. His only satisfaction came from knowing that when he goes to the shop tomorrow he will play against his colleagues and thoroughly decimate them. After the 5th loss he had been completely wiped out and stopped his losing streak to the boy.

"All right Logan I forfeit this game just make sure you actually go to bed. If I catch you up reading and practicing more chess in the early hours of the morning I will take it from you." John had warned semi sternly. John knew that despite his warning Logan would be up to the early hours of the morning anyway.

Exactly as John had predicted Logan had stayed up playing chess against himself on his new chess board. After an hour of playing Logan had decided to get some sleep and as he was packing up a piece of paper had slipped out of the small compartments of the chessboard where the pieces where stored. Curiosity had gotten the better of Logan and he began to unfold the paper. Unbeknownst to Logan his father had been watching him through a slight crack in the door. Logan's eyes almost popped out of his head when he saw some schematics of the current ODM gear's prototype. John had a soft smile seeing his son so ecstatic about the 3rd hidden gift he got him, and soon without alerting Logan had returned to bed. Logan after studying the schematic had decided to put it off until the next day and gone to bed

A/N: Alright for my first chapter about 1,200 words and for a prologue its kinda long. It was a way to develop a small connection to his parents so when they get squashed they feel like actual people rather than just people meant to die so the character has a motivation. Even if the connection is small its better than no connection at all. Next we will see a little more about the parents but it will mostly be about the fall of the wall. since the next chapter will be released pretty much immediately after this one any advice given will be used in future chapters.