Disclaimer
I don't own Attack on Titan, it belongs to the author of Shingeki no kyojin. I just own the plot and possibly the OCs.
Oh, my writing kind of sucks cause I'm not great with expressing myself through words, Just adjust, critisise and I'll rewrite the whole thing(If I'm not too lazy). Every chapter is kinda short like ranging between 1,000 to 10,000 words. If you could write better than me, then please adopt the story since I'm more of a reader than writer. Enjoy
"Talking"
'Thinking'
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It all started with a dream
It was a sunny day with sun shining brightly as it ever does on these lands covered with flora as far as the eye could see
I was standing in the middle of it all, enjoying every second of it. The fresh air, the smell of flowers and the warmth of the sun with nothing to worry about as Mothernature spoiled me.
I closed my eyes and opened them to see a rather big bird.
It was as big as my head blocking the light of the sun.
It was showing it's rear as it flew freely. I was in at the bird's appearance. It was a black eagle with a grey tint to it.
It flew on and on and on
Until an arrow out of nowhere shot it down.
I was stunned at this moment. I panicked and looked around to find no one.
It was just me, the blue sky, sun and the flora surrounding me.
Realising that the bird might've been fallen near me, I again looked around.
Eventually I found it.
Crash landed with it's left side buried on earth, tears were forming in it's unique pale green eyes.
I bent down to pick it up, the arrow buried in it's chest. It looked at me with it's eyes widened from shock and despair.
Were birds capable of displaying such emotions? It looked at me as if I was gonna eat it alive.
I don't what took over but tears started flowing from my eyes
Looking back, it was pathetic of me but, what can I say?
The bird in front of me looked so... vulnerable.
It's eyes full of fear, scared shitless for his life. It was clear to me it wanted to live.
It looked at me blinking very slowly
It opened it's beak to maybe cut or bite me for I assumed such was the case but what it actually did shocked me: It cried out to me like I'm it's parent
"It hurts..."
"It hurts so much!"
"..."
Tears rolled down it's eyes as it breathed for the last time before closing them
It's deep voice was of a male crying in a higher pitch of volume, though something about those words and voice was nostalgic.
I couldn't place a finger on it at the time, so I shrugged and focused again on the now dead bird.
At that moment, I did the only thing that I could think of: I buried him at the very spot he died after pulling out the arrow.
I used the same arrow to mark it as it's grave stone.
I spent the next moments still kneeling in front of the bird's grave before clapping my hands together, praying for him.
It was a ritual of my hometown and a means to pay respect to the dead.
I stood up from the ground as I looked at the now setting sun.
Weird, It was roughly 10 minutes and the sun was already setting.
Though I wonder, why did he cried in my arms? Why did he not think that I was the one who hunted him down? Heck, Why could it even speak?
I glanced at the grave and decided
I was done here
I was about to turn around, when suddenly a small sphere of golden light came out of the grave.
It outshined the sun in seconds but strangely enough, It didn't emit heat or cold, it emitted nothing but pure golden light with lightning dancing around it.
It sounded like a thousand birds
I was at awe, surprised, and scared obviously, I mean I was a normal individual who had never seen supernatural but before I could take any action, it rushed at me and everything went Gold lightning
"Hey Reiner, does he always sleep like this?"
A sleepy Reiner just woke up. He was tired and sore after yesterday's training session.
It's his 3rd year in the walls. A lot of things happened and frankly, Reiner is already done. With no leads to the founding Titan, the only thing he could do was join and infiltrate the military along with Annie and Bertholdt.
It's just been a month since he joined the military and he is facing a burnout now, first Magath and now Shadis. 'Can't you leave me alone' were Reiner's thoughts when Connie called out to him. Oh well, he needed to keep up his act of a soldier.
"What are you talking about?" asked Reiner on top of his bed looking at Connie for explanation
Connie looked up from the lower secsion of the bunk bed to Reiner, who was at the upper section of the bed before saying with a grim expression, "I meant Bertholdt, we remembered him doing odd position sleeping poses but right now he looks like he is reliving a nightmare."
Standing with Connie were Jean, Marco, Thomas, Samuel with similar expressions to Connie.
Reiner got down from his bed to look at Bertholdt who was sweating explosively while twisting in his bed.
Reiner was in no mood to deal with this situation but was still concerned for his true comrade. He along with Annie were the only people who shared the same burden as him.
"Why didn't anyone wake him up!?" Questioned Reiner, which was almost a roar as he proceeded to wake Bertholdt up.
"Well Eren tried but was punched by Bertholdt in the face." Explained Marco a little flustered with Jean silently laughing at the memory
"Wha- !???" Was Reiner's half ass response as he was punched in his left temple
Reiner fell on the right side of his body, right within the semicircle of Connie, Jean, Marco, Thomas and Samuel respectively from the right
The 'bystanders' had a brief laugh before they helped Reiner up, who was a little dizzy
"What happened to Eren?" Asked Reiner, giving up on the sweating Bertholdt
"The poor guy was punched in the bridge of his nose." said Thomas
"Yeah, it was so bad that his nose was broken, and blood came out falling everywhere along with steam." said Marco sympathetically
"Wha-!??" Was Reiner's reaction when suddenly, Bertholdt woke up. Face sweaty as hell along with eyes widen like he was shocked out of his mind, cutting Reiner off for the second time.
Reiner quickly went to Bertholdt's side, placing his hand on his shoulder, Reiner asked, "Bertholdt, are you okay?"
Even though Reiner knew Bertholdt wasn't okay, he still asked for the sake of it. And his response was Bertholdt, vomiting on legs before passing out on Reiner's shoulders
Reiner heaved a frustrating sigh from his mouth, today just wasn't his day, Reiner thought along with few others, who found the situation chaotic, mainly Armin and Marco
Okay, so I am Bertholdt Hoover
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I'm Bertholdt Hoover, who is destined to die because Eren Yeager used him as a chess piece and he is a protagonist of a Anime Tv series
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I'm Bertholdt, who is the shifter of the colossal titan
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THE FUCKIN COLOSSAL TITAN
'Breathe in, Breathe out... yes... this is just my mind, fuckin with me.'
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'Yes, that is it. I mean, getting high while watching Attack on Titan, can do it to you right'
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'After vommiting and passing out, having a splitting headache, you would've usually gone somber, right?'
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'Why the hell am I not in my own body yet!? Why Bertholdt!? Why not Armin or Levi!? God, What the hell did I ever did to anyone except that one guy, who has a really kickable face!? That doesn't, couldn't warrant such a punishment, right?'
'I was just watching the anime closing song of Aot s4 while drinking in my humble flat. So why did this happen to me!?'
At the moment I was at the infirmary, sitting up straight in a simple patient's bed, sweating profusely and panting hard
Could you blame me? I was at the moment processing the fact that I'm in Attack on Titan and I was Bertholdt, Bertholdt Hoover, the main antagonist of s3 part 2, the guy who is destined to die, eaten alive in front of the people he needed dead, begging and screaming to be saved and rescued by his fellow warriors, all but in vain as his colossal titan is passed down to Armin
'Calm down, calm down, calm down...'
'Calm down...'
While in mind it was me, in body, it was Bertholdt
What I mean to say is, Bertholdt's brain was processing the memories of my mind, while my mind was processing his memories. In short, he was being made aware of his future and I was realising my current circumstances
We were horrified or rather it was now just I, since my personality over writing his, makes us one being...
(A.N- I know, some would point out that this is non sense but I can't find any better words to better explain this.)
To better explain this, it is not Bertholdt awakening his past life memories, it's rather me waking up in Bertholdt's body, like many fanfics you've seen e.g: - one day, you woke up as Naruto with a gaming system Or waking up as Sasuke with no prior memories of Sasuke himself, etc.
'Thank god, no one is here to visit this infirmary room or things would've gotten ugly'
'The only thing I could do is think how I ended up like this'
I was in my own little world, grimacing at how things turned out this way
Chapter End
I know this was short as hell but it's only the beginning and if you do want to adopt this story consult me first.
After I'm done with the foundation of the story
A.k.a, The prologue
Bigger chapters will be written :)
YAYYYY
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