A/N: I am currently writing hours after the last one. This is will pretty much follow a little bit about the family and then the fall of Wall Maria. I will try to keep the chapter length consistent. Without further ado (didn't know that 'ado' was one word until I looked it up) here is the next chapter
"Dialogue"
'Thoughts'
Journal
Narration
1. Fall of The Wall
Year 845
It was quiet and sunny today just like most days in Shiganshina. If one were to look up they would see nothing but the vast blue sky. It was that very same blue sky that had captivated John Warner just before entering a Military Police Compound in order to get to work manufacturing new Omni Directional Gear. Much like the MP officers themselves the members of said manufacturing plant never rarely did any productive work, they mostly sat around playing the same 3 card games or chess. It wasn't unusual to find his colleagues gambling over said matches. John let out a soft sigh he liked gambling as much as the next guy but they were given a job and that's what he was going to do. John had started his work and had gotten into a groove when suddenly an arm found it's way around his neck.
"Ey John I need a favor from you" This short fat man was swaying from side to side almost using John to keep upright from drinking during the gambling. He was wearing a black suit with a pocket handkerchief in the front pocket, it was also home to a small golden stopwatch.
"What do you want, Manager?" John blandly said.
"I've lost myself a lot of money in the ring and a little birdie told me you are very good at chess and I need to make that back." The manager had put in his most suave voice.
"No." John sharply stated
"And why is that John?"
"Cause you hired me to manufacture ODM gear for near slave wages. Not to play chess to fuel your greed." John retorted
"Your job is to listen to your manager, and your manager is assigning you the task of playing chess in the ring if you don't comply I will be forced to let you go" The manager let loose a disgusting smirk
"Ok, you need me to make you money so if you fire me then I won't have to dance in your palm anymore. But I will humor you I want 30% of what you win." John stated simply
"hehehehe you have yourself a deal." The manager snickered.
In what felt like forever John had managed to look back up to the sky, It was still infinitely blue with any clouds in the area. John had managed to net himself 1,200 dollars about as much as a full weeks worth of work made him, yet this money brought him no joy. Constantly winning in chess is fun but when you are watching your colleagues throw away their paychecks betting against you it and losing it all the 6th time in a row you grow sick of it all. The money, game gambling, and the game. 'I wonder what little Logan and Cynthia are up to now' As John began to wonder the wind started to pick up before a thunderous crash was heard. John had looked towards the wall and realized he was being looked back at.
Over the top of Wall Maria a big red face had appeared and was looking back down onto the city. The which appeared to be mad of muscle had begun to grip the wall. Unlike ever seen before, the 60 meter titan had reared its leg back and kicked open the gate of Wall Maria leading into Shiganshina District.
John dropped his money and began running as fast as he could to the inner gate so he could get to his family and flee to Trost. John didn't even look behind him when he heard the sound of the gate being completely decimated and multiple titans running into the city. Upon passing the inner gate John had managed to find Cynthia.
"Cynthia where is Logan?" John tried to say in a calm tone as to not panic Cynthia.
As Cynthia was combing her memory she thought back to earlier in the day. Cynthia had walked up the stairs to check on Logan as she peeked her head through the door. She saw Logan quietly looking over the schematic with a bunch of notes written all over it. Cynthia wrapped her hands around the sitting child and kissed him on the head as she attempted to read the notes. They had things like momentum, gravity and optimal use of gas but that made no sense to her.
"H-he's still at home." Cynthia's voice was shaking and her body was trembling in fear as to what happened.
John had taken the initiative and begun dragging Cynthia to their house. John did not care what was in his way he needed to get to Logan. John abruptly began to carry Cynthia deciding that running hand in hand was far too slow. As John and Cynthia began to approach their house they saw Logan at the doorway holding his folded chess board with a very perplexed face.
"Logan grab my hand and prepare to run!" John had yelled at Logan
"Dad why are you carrying Mom? What was that loud crash, and what is that rumbling sound?" Logan asked
"It doesn't matter Ill tell you when we get to that boat over there ok?"
Logan nodded his head and with one hand was swiftly dragged by his father. He held onto the folded chess board with dear life as his father was sprinting. While running Logan began to look back and continued to wonder what was happening then the inner gate was suddenly very dusty and smoky with a loud crack to be heard alongside it. John had looked up and saw the large chunk of the inner gate heading right to him and his family. In the hardest and final call of his life he pushed Logan away from him and with teary eyes smiled his last smile
When Logan was suddenly pushed he lost his grip with not only his fathers hand but his folded chess board as well. Logan began to stand up to go back to them but as he picked his head up off the dirt Logan was greeted with a horror no person should witness. Logan looked up and saw his parents get crushed under the piece of gate. Logan went white and crawled up to the gate and began pushing with all his might. He pushed all the strength his 10 year old body could muster and nothing. Logan looked behind him and through the dust and smoke he saw one figure. A titan with armor all around its body. Logan saw it release steam through its mouth as if the titan was mocking him. Suddenly the Armored Titan looked at Logan its eyes seemingly bore holes in Logan with a face he would never forget the titans face was asking for Logan to challenge him.
'Fuck man, Fuck man I didn't join the garrison for this shit to happen. No one ever said a giant ass 60 meter titan was going to kick the wall down.' The garrison soldier's thoughts were out of control but while he was escorting people towards the boat he saw a long child next to a chunk of rock looking at the Armored titan. The garrison soldier used his ODM gear to zip to the kid when he saw the pool of blood leaking out from underneath the boulder. The garrison soldier sprinted and swept the kid onto his soldier and began sprinting.
"Hang on kid I'm gonna get you to the boat." The garrison soldier huffed as he sprinted.
He had hoped that the kid would respond but the child was deathly silent. He continued to run cutting through the houses to reach the boat heading for Trost faster when suddenly the kid spoke.
"Use your ODM gear" the kid said in a stony tone.
"It wouldn't be safe for me t-"
"Sir please just use the ODM gear." The kid interjected.
The garrison soldier didn't argue but wondered what compelled him to listen to a literal child over his trainer and current superiors. The soldier zipped through the street with the child clinging to him until they reached the boat. Before putting the kid down he looked into his face noticing the kids dirty blonde hair blocking out his bright blue eyes. Despite the iris's of his eyes being bright blue they looked to hold no soul or emotion.
"C'mon kid what's your name before you get on the boat. My name is Derrick." Derrick asked, trying to raise the boys spirits.
"L-Logan" Logan had all but whispered the response.
"Don't go using my name in your stories Derrick." Logan added before Derrick could say anything.
"Alright kid I won't. Now get onto the boat and get yourself into Trost." Derrick said over his shoulder, chuckling at the boy's response.
Logan had dragged himself onto the boat. He soon found himself sitting with his knees curled up. Logan touched his chest and sighed in relief when he still had the leather journal that his mother had gotten him for his birthday. When Logan looked down into his hands he saw they were stained with blood. Not his blood but the blood of his parents. Logan's eyes went wide and he began to hyperventilate when a nurse rushed over and begin to hush the boy. After about 5 minutes and the nurse washing the blood off his hands she asked if he needed anything. Logan's only response after patting around was a pencil. When he received the pencil he the first thing on his mind. The Armored Titan.
Year 845,
This begins the writing towards my new objective, all future entries will be written with events that happen on my way to my goal. That goal being the death of the Armored Titan. He took everything away from me. My house, my parents, the few friends I had, and the chess board my father got for me earlier this year. The few things I have of my parents are this journal, and my memories but those have been tarnished when I felt their blood on my hands. Despite it being washed it the feeling has stuck to my hands and threatens to never leave. I will kill you, Armored Titan, not just for me or my family, but for Shiganshina district as a whole.
Logan had stopped writing when he heard a small commotion going on across from him. There was a boy around his age with emerald green eyes and brown hair staring hatefully at the wall. Next to him sat a boy his age with short blonde hair and blue eyes looking at the floor of the boat, and a girl with medium length black hair who had never taken her eyes of the brown haired boy. Deciding he needed to get that off his mind Logan began sketching the trio starting the most vocal of the group the brown haired boy. Once he finished the brown hair boy he moved onto the blonde hair boy. It took Logan a couple tries to get the hair right but he finished nonetheless. He turned his attention to the black haired girl. Logan was making good progress with the head but once he began to draw the face he looked up to see a pair of black eyes looking back at him. Logan promptly ignored that and finished his drawing before closing his journal and heading to the front of the boat.
Mikasa POV
Mikasa eyed at the dirty blonde suspiciously as he kept looking at them with his dead blue eyes. Then he would write in his journal. Despite being the same age she found it creepy and threatening. Mikasa was going to confront him when he looked straight back at her locking eyes then looking down at his notebook with a face full of concentration. 'What is his deal? He keeps looking at me and his notebook. Its probably nothing but I want to find out what it is.'
"Earth to Mikasa."
Mikasa snapped to attention when she heard Eren and Armin calling her name and waving their hands in her face.
"Hey you ok Mikasa?" Armin asked politely
"Yes"
"What were you looking at that caught your attention?" Eren questioned
"There was someone over th-" as Mikasa pointed to the other side of the boat the dirty blonde boy had disappeared as if he had never actually existed. This both made Mikasa curious about who the boy was and what he was doing. It also made her cautious and wary about who might be watching whether it be him or anyone else for that matter.
"You sure you are doing alright Mikasa?" Eren asked with a raised eyebrow. Mikasa merely nodded as she continued to wonder what that boy's deal was.
A/N: It been about 5 hours since I posted the first chapter. To the couple of people of favorited my work ya'll are absolute fucking machines, complete units. Aside from that our OC has "made contact" with the main trio. I don't plan on having him really meet them until boot camp except for some minor incidents to help build some repertoire with Mikasa and probably Armin. I don't think the OC will really talk to Eren in Trost much due to constantly fighting people and being an overall nuisance. Being a refugee might take 2 chapters depending on how much character development I decide to put in. In the next chapter Logan will use his higher intelligence to game some guards. The reclamation mission will happen. So I guess look forward to that.
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