Recommended piece to listen to: O mio Babbino Caro by Puccini

Forgive me everyone, second year of university is no joke omg. All I do is swim in assignments and unfortunately, had to push this behind on my list of things to do as it wasn't the highest priority. I have ached to write for so long. I wanted to make it up to you, so this chapter is going to be extra long! So do let me know what you think!

Cogadh: Irish for war, pronounced like [cug-ah]

Bláithín sat alone in the mess hall a few days later. She managed to dodge a bullet after Levi's question, passing it off as 'poor lighting' and dashed away. She had done her best to push that awkward moment out of her mind, but she couldn't...

Levi saw her blush. And he pointed it out.

She chastised herself for being so 'girly' and continued to drink the tea she made. Levi often sat with her these days, just basking in the silence. Sometimes they'd exchange looks or mumble a few things to each other but there was some sort of... tension. Or more awkwardness?

Levi sat down with her with a cup of black tea in his hands. He took a small drink out of it before sighing.

"What is it?" Bláithín asked.

"Doesn't taste great," he muttered.

Bláithín passed hers over. "Here, I'm not in the mood for tea anymore." She lied. She just wanted a conversation to flow again like it used to before... it flowed somewhat anyway.

Levi's eyes widened marginally at her gracious yet nonchalant offer. The man was too good at reading. He gestured to the cup in confusion; it was full and hot, meaning she had made it only recently. She nodded, allowing him to drink it.

Bláithín always made her tea the way both of them liked it: a dash of ginger. Cinnamon if it wasn't available.

He took the cup in his hands - or his hand - and mouthed a "thank you" to her.

She smiled in response, crows eyes marking themselves by her temple. It was enough for Levi's breath to hitch in his throat.

She had blossomed quite a bit since his lecture to her at the hospital. She seems happier these days, at least around him. Almost as though all the boundaries between them were destroyed and now she is fully comfortable around him.

And he was proud of her.

A young cadet came along to the blonde. "Good morning Lance Corporal Levi and Bláithín," he said with a salute coming immediately after. "Miss, I have a letter for you."

Bláithín nodded and dismissed him. The letter had a red seal on the back of it and had a stamp saying it was from Mitras. Her eyes widened and she tore open the letter instantly. She smoothed the letter down on the oak table and read silently to herself. Levi studied her scrutinizing the letter, leaning back into his chair. Judging by her lack of reaction, it didn't seem to be serious, unlike most letters from her family.

He ever wondered would it be possible for her to not be a slave to the Hahn name.

Not unless she became the heir, I suppose, he mused to himself. Then she would be in charge and would not have to live in the shadows fearing for unspeakable events to occur. Though she was doing much better mentally, she never mentioned Elise again. He prayed to the goddesses that she wasn't bottling it down. She made him confirm her death, so she knew the truth despite him lying to her.

It seems unlikely at this stage to ever be free, for she probably wouldn't receive inheritance until her thirties at least. The girl was only a month shy of turning twenty.

Levi only then acknowledged how young she truly was. Not a teenager necessarily, but still, young. He would be twenty-six towards the end of the year. So young to experience so much from her messed-up family.

Bláithín looked up and sighed.

"What's going on?" Levi asked.

Bláithín looked blankly at him again. "I need to leave again." She announced, nonchalantly.

Levi took another sip of tea, averting gaze. "What for?" She looked back at the letter and decided to pass it over to him. He could read it, he knew enough about her messed up family to understand why. He read the letter carefully, his index finger trailing beneath the words as he read to himself. "I see... So, Eden was temporarily placed in an orphanage, but why does this concern you?"

Bláithín gulped upon thinking of her sister. How she only saw her once she gave birth to her other unnamed niece and the miserable state she was in. Would it have been possible to save her? Could Levi and her have taken her away, to live out the rest of her days and not have to be trapped in a loveless marriage and forced to have children against her will?

She shook her head in an attempt to dispel her thoughts. "Over a year ago, shortly after you came here, my sister came to visit. Eden would have been about one then. Elise said to me should anything happen to her, that I'd step in and take responsibility over Eden... As her godmother." She clarified. "Winter will be here soon, so I don't want to leave it too late. We can't have Shiganshina freeze over. I imagine I spend a few days in Shiganshina before coming back up here with Eden. Though I can't imagine what I'll do with her once I return."

Levi nodded. Leaving again, all because of her family, he mused to himself. "I suppose you better inform Commander Keith then."

Bláithín excused herself from the table and stood up before pushing her stool in. "That's what I'll do now." She walked away, but not before patting him on the shoulder.

With Bláithín gone for around a week, Levi's days as Lance Corporal would become harder. Between him meeting the four soldiers Keith spoke of some time this week and doing paperwork, he was a bit pissed off. But what he was more pissed off is that he won't have anyone to keep him company or someone to talk to, given that he wasn't particularly close with anyone else.

This will be one long week.

A few days rolled by and Bláithín was packed.

There was a crisp bite in the breeze outside as she put her cloak over her head. There was a slight freeze last night, icicles dangling precariously underneath window sills. Children were running around playing, wrapped up warmer than normal. This winter might be a tough one. Normally if the winter was going to be tough, the harvest could fail.

She placed her suitcase into the coach that the Commander kindly arranged for her, as well as her accommodation. Inside her case was ordinary civilian clothes that would last her a week as well as some of the money she had saved up over the years.

Her friends stood behind her, Levi too. She turned around

"Must you really wear your uniform?" Hange asked her.

Bláithín shrugged. "Just until I get there, so that the person in charge of the orphanage knows who I am. I sent her a letter saying I'd be there this week in the Survey Corps uniform."

"Our horses will have no problem getting there," Erwin told her. Wait, why was he mentioning horses? Wasn't she taking a coach. He saw her confusion. "Our horses would get there in no time for the upcoming expedition. You'll be taking a coach, so it'll be a day's journey."

Levi perked up at the word 'expedition'. He wasn't told of this excursion beyond the walls, was it meant to be a secret. "Erwin, when do we leave?"

Erwin turned to face him. "You won't be going this time, Levi. Keith and I figured that until you and your squad have met and formed the Special Operations Squad, it wouldn't be wise to send you out. It's a small-scale operation, anyway. We're only going out because the Garrison units based in Wall Maria have reported suspicious activity, more Titans are approaching the Walls these days."

Everyone nodded in response. Levi wouldn't be going this time, and that put Bláithín at ease. Speaking of the expedition, she wasn't asked either. Sure, she had gotten injured a couple of times on expeditions but over her seven years of being enlisted, she had a good track record. She had a high kill-count and her skill with 3DMG was phenomenal. She was a rare case in which she was thrown into the Survey Corps at a young age without having been enrolled in the Training Corps prior.

The training at times was certainly tough, but Bláithín was tougher. At times, anyway.

Perhaps the whole Survey Corps knew of her depressive disposition.

Maybe she was too useless to go on expeditions now...

Was she no longer valued as a soldier?

Maybe she was to be discarded... Is that why Levi had to share a role with her?

Yes, it must be, she told herself. She bit down on her lower lip as the agonizing thoughts tried to overwhelm her.

No matter what I do, I'm not perfect. I never will be. I'll always be a burden to those around me...

Her intense thoughts were interrupted Hange, Erwin and Mike bid her goodbye but Levi remained. She felt a bit more at ease seeing him there.

"See you, Levi-" she was cut off guard when he grabbed her by her toned bicep. "Levi?"

"Be safe..." he told her. "And don't tolerate any shit from that brat," he said, stoically. She erupted in a fit of giggles. Levi could never say anything sweet without something sarky coming after it. He cocked his head to the side as she calmed down. "I'm surprised, you don't seem to mind these inconveniences your family throws at you."

Bláithín pursed her lips. "If they were your family, would you mind?"

"Yes, a lot." He replied.

Bláithín tried to think of a response, but she couldn't. Levi was always right about everything. Here she was, on her way to help her family that did nothing but bring her down. It was her uncle abusive ways who left her an inordinate amount of scrupulous guilt over being born. Her sister, though unintentional, has shifted responsibility and now Bláithín is expected to become a parental figure for her niece. Bláithín was chained and rooted to her family, and she always would be. No matter how far she may run, she'd be caught out. If she hid, she'd be found. She was meant to go to Shiganshina for a reason those many years ago.

Would she ever be able to break free?

"...I suppose you're right." She spoke, softly. There was nothing else to say after that. Levi put his hands in his pockets and stood there idly. "I'll see you in a week. Say hi to the new squad to me on my behalf."

Levi nodded. "I will. Come back safely, you troublesome brat."

She smiled again, relishing those warm feelings he gave her that resided in her heart. She stepped inside the carriage and was about to knock on the ceiling of the coach when it appeared that Levi wanted to say something else to her.

"Look after yourself, Bláithín."

She nodded with a small grin and bid him farewell. She tapped on the ceiling of the coach and off she went.

Though she couldn't see it, Levi waited until it turned a corner, watching her leave once again. Stood for a few seconds and walked slowly in, back to his office.

Shiganshina was over a day's journey by coach. The journey was peaceful enough, except when she dozed off during the night only to be awoken like a jolt of electricity coursing through her when the hooves of the horse tripped.

What kept Bláithín safe from dying of sheer boredom was the big windows in the coach.

It wasn't often that Bláithín could enjoy the scenery. She remembered passing through a fishing village by the river that flowed through Wall Maria and Wall Rose. It was inhabited by young families and fishermen. They tend to supply the most fish to all the districts. Unfortunately, with the lack of large bodies of water within the Walls, fishing villages tended to struggle economically. Opportunity was rare here and education was limitless.

Despite its setbacks and limitations, Bláithín found it endearing to see communities look out for each other, and it wasn't just in this one fishing village. It was in many towns scattered in between Wall Rose and Wall Maria. In Wall Sine, everyone was out for themselves, and she hated that aspect of it. Sure the wealth was lovely, and her clothes were nothing short of exquisite, but the people up there were horrible.

Bláithín saw a young family outside her window on their way to a market. In between the mother and father was a young girl being swung by them, their hands cupping hers. They propelled her forward at rhythmic intervals, allowing her to jump further than what her body allowed. She giggled without fail each time.

Occasionally, the thought of having a child of her own but given her choice of profession, that would be very unlikely. But sometimes she wondered what it would be like to have a baby swell and grow in her abdomen... She wasn't sure if it was something she wanted as she never wanted to turn out like her own mother, who was seldom there for her when she needed her. If the goddesses were willing and she had a child, she'd like to be there for them and not miss out on his or her milestones.

Being buried in her thoughts allowed the time to pass swiftly. By the following afternoon, she had arrived in Shiganshina. The coach had pulled up outside the orphanage.

The coachman held his hand out for her as she stepped down from.

"Thank you," she said softly and bowed in thanks. She grabbed a hold of her trunk and turned to face him. "Did Keith say where I'd be staying?"

"Ah, yes, he did," he replied, "His directions weren't exact but he said it is around the block from the Jaeger household. The family there are on holidays somewhere else in the Walls, so the house is yours for roughly a week."

Bláithín pursed her lips, "The Jaeger family? As in, the doctor Grisha Jaeger?"

"Indeed, miss. Grisha came to national fame when he single-handedly cured the plague a few years back. The Jaegers live five minutes from the market square. People here are nice and will give you directions. Key was left outside."

She nodded in appreciation. He stepped back on his perch and snapped the reins.

She looked around before she walked into the old building. Shiganshina consisted of rustic cabins dotted the occasionally grassy ground. The town was a maze of narrow winding streets, as complex as the heart. The streets were the veins, paved with dark red stones, and the people were the blood. The sound of the smiths, beating swords and breastplates into shape, was the consistent and dull pounding that let you know the town was alive.

The orphanage itself was not as promising. It was a larger than average house but the house must have been little more than a glorified shed. The windows were gaping holes for the wind to rush in and out through, and the door hung on it's hinges at a jaunty angle, although now it was really just a frame. It was a rotting heap, bowing down, subservient to the elements.

She bit her lower lip as she approached the front desk inside.

"Uh, hello," she greeted, "my name is Bláithín Hahn, sister of Elise Hahn. I am supposed to be taking Eden with me."

The woman at the desk nodded and called for one of the caretakers in the back. She had Bláithín sign a good few forms and by the time she was finished, another lady came out with her brunette niece and another girl beside her who was a few years older.

Bláithín was puzzled and walked over with her arms out to pick up her niece.

"Here is your niece, miss. To my right is Poppy, she's become quite close with Eden."

Bláithín held Eden, the toddler's weight on her hip. Eden began to squirm in her arms but with a few gentle 'shhhh's from her aunt, she quietened down eventually. Poppy turned away when the blonde tried to look at her. Poppy looked no older than the age of seven.

Poppy was unhealthily underweight, her ribs poking through her dress. It made Bláithín question the safety of this orphanage, but she wasn't here for that now. She had curly, tousled black hair that fell down below her shoulder blades and button nose. Bláithín had never seen a seven year old bond with a two year old, but she wasn't going to judge.

"Uh..." the caretaker began, "Poppy is rather shy and is very idle unless she's trying to help take care of Eden. She was abandoned around two years ago now so she's very reluctant to open up."

Bláithín felt a twinge of sadness in her heart upon hearing she had been abandoned, just like her in a way.

"If I took her away for a few hours each day until Eden and I return to Wall Rose, would that be okay? Just so they get a proper goodbye?" Bláithín inquired.

"I suppose it's no problem, it involves more forms though."

Bláithín nodded and signed one more form. Once all was settled, she had Eden in one arm and her trunk in another and Poppy was asked to walk beside them.

Bláithín talked to Poppy here and there, asking her what her favourite things to do were and what she liked to eat. The caretakers were right when they said she wasn't talkative but she did warm up very slowly. She loved to draw and pick flowers, and her favourite thing to eat was vegetable soup with bread. Bláithín figured that if she wanted Poppy to have a nice last week with Eden, she'd have to be nice to her too. She agreed to make soup tonight for them all to eat.

The three stopped by the marketplace. Market stalls lined the route selling all types of things: meat, fish, bread, fresh fruit and vegetables. Bláithín placed a few copper pieces down at the stall of an old lady who had a wonderfully bright, toothy grin. She had bought leeks, ginger, strawberries, carrots, onions, celery and potatoes. At the corner of her eye, Bláithín noticed a stash of something akin to a bunch of herbs. "Excuse me, miss, but what are those?"

The woman pivoted and looked over. "Ah, they are tea leaves. I have black, chamomile, green, oolong and white. Would you like some?"

She thought back to her tea-loving, grouchy squad member and thought it would be nice to bring something back. He wasn't too impressed at the fact that she had left him for a week, so maybe nice tea would alleviate some of the tension she may experience when she gets back.

"I'll take some black, chamomile and some green, please!"

After getting some directions to the Jaeger household, it wasn't long before Bláithín and the two girls found the house she was staying in for a week. She let Eden stand on her stubby legs as she searched for the key. The key was resting under a potted plant. She opened the door and allowed the girls to toddle inside.

She had no idea where these motherly instincts of hers, thus far, had been coming from. Was it something she was forcing, due to the fact that her mother was so absent throughout her childhood?

Well, maybe.

Poppy made a dash towards the back of the house. Bláithín gasped and picked up Eden in a hurry and ran out behind her, concerned about what she was about to do. "Poppy! Get back here, what are you doing?!"

"There's a garden!" she cheered.

Bláithín, surprised, followed her out. It wasn't a big garden, but it was cute. Flowers grew in the corners and stretched out towards the centre. Ivy was clinging to the walls on the outside of the brick house, coming in and out of the cracks. She turned around and noticed Poppy was already picking up daisies, roses and tulips. The blonde placed the toddler on the ground and let her free to roam.

"Poppy! Maybe don't pick up the flowers, they aren't ours, remember?" Bláithín called out. She began to walk over to Poppy and knelt down beside her.

"But there are so many, the owner would hardly notice." Poppy replied.

It was hard to discern if this was her naivety or if she had a tendency to take things that weren't hers. Poppy was right though, the garden was full. She really did like flowers. Maybe taking a few wouldn't hurt...

Bláithín picked up a rose that had the least thorns and plucked the stem away. She placed her thumb on the raven-haired girl's chin and gestured her to look up at her. She placed the red rose behind her ear and it complemented her green eyes beautifully. "Do you like flowers too?" the girl asked.

"I do." Bláithín said, smiling softly. She took a hold of the girl's hand as she guided her back inside, but not before picking up Eden in the other.

The blonde placed the paper bag of groceries down on the kitchen. She had rushed outside to catch up with Poppy that she hadn't stopped to take a look at the interior.

The kitchen was decently sized and it was connected to a dining room. It was a grand space, to say the least. The huge mahogany table took up most of the vast space the dark, intimate room offered. Two tall, silver candelabras commanded attention from the center of the table, holding smooth white candles whose wax never dropped. There was a set of cabinets to store things and behind the table was a fireplace. There was a basket of wood and some coal next to it, but the fire had been set and was ready to light now.

"Poppy, will you go play with Eden in another room while I make dinner for us?"

The girl nodded and lifted the toddler up. Poppy was so malnourished that she had trouble lifting Eden, but she struggled on.

Bláithín went over to the sink and filled the pot with water up to the brim. She rooted around in the cupboards until she found a box of matches and lit the fire, before letting the pot hang over it. While waiting for the water to boil, she began chopping up the vegetables she had bought. Once everything was cut up, she walked into the living room to check up on the girls.

Poppy and Eden did get along well. The black-haired girl was gently spinning her in circles and Eden chortled in laughter. Bláithín sat down with them and opened her arms wide for Eden for her to come over. She was still an unfamiliar face, but Eden toddled over a few seconds later. Bláithín wrapped her arms around her and gentle peppered temple with kisses. Eden passed her a toothy grin and crows feet were stamped by her eyes.

The blonde returned to making dinner. Once the water had boiled, she poured it into the pot with all of the vegetables and stirred continuously for around half an hour. Eventually, there was a custard-coloured, thick broth and it was ready to be served up. She fetched three bowls and poured some into each before bringing them to the table. Poppy and Eden followed.

Bláithín sat Eden on her lap and had a go of Eden. According to Poppy, she was able to feed herself but often enjoyed being fed, too. It made no difference to Bláithín or Eden; food was food. It tasted better than what she had anticipated, but she wasn't going to complain. Bláithín made plenty of of 'airplane' gestures and Eden ate with gusto. Poppy ate up and even asked for a second serving.

Towards the end of the evening, after Poppy had been walked home, Bláithín drew a bath for Eden. She dragged a cloth through the water after she poured a few drops of soap in. She gently washed her, scrubbing away any dirt that the orphanage failed to spot. Eden babbled and splashed around and Bláithín could only smile.

After around twenty minutes, the suds had disappeared into the water.

"You ready to get out?" Bláithín asked.

"Yeah!" Eden cheered.

After drying her and finding a set of clothes for her, she dressed her in pajamas and the two went to bed.

Bláithín slept that night facing Eden. Even with the room shrouded in darkness, she could still see her sister's almond-shaped eyes and high nose bridge. Elise's hair was wavy, but the blonde could tell that the toddler's curls would eventually straighten out.

It wasn't long before Eden fell asleep beside her and Bláithín rested her hand on her cheek, her thumb rubbing soft circles under her eyes.

Oh, how I wish your mother was here, she said to herself.

Trost HQ, Wall Rose, a few days later

Levi woke up bright and early. After drinking his black tea with ginger, he went back to his office and put his cloak on. He had no reason to spend too long relaxing in the Mess Hall without Bláithín to talk to.

And Hange was relentless with her teasing given that he was less talkative without her.

Levi began walking out to the courtyard and Hange pranced behind him, jumping with joy.

"Oh, Levi, you have it so baaaaad." She sang.

"Say one more word, Four Eyes, and I will personally cut your tongue off." He spat.

"Okay, Levi~" she sang again, "You going to meet your squad now?"

Levi grunted in response as he approached the four soldiers. They saw him and saluted him immediately, which was met with a dismissal from Levi, followed by a, "At ease, soldiers."

Levi eyed them all with painstaking detail. They presented themselves well; hair was combed nicely, they looked like they had enough self-respect to make themselves look respectful before their superior-to-be. All was going well until he spotted one soldier with curly, mouse-brown hair wearing... a cravat. It's not that a cravat was Levi's signature fashion piece but this guy, whoever he may be, did his research.

And Levi did not know how to feel about that.

"As you are all well aware, my name is Levi... You do not have permission to call me by my first name as of now. I expect professionalism. I was promoted very quickly to Captain and I can't say I am fond of it, but now I have the responsibility of owning a squad. Let me make this clear: you may have impressed Keith, but it is ultimately me who decides if you should stay in this squad, or if you should leave. And make no mistake, I'm not easily pleased."

He stopped and eyed them all individually.

"I expect you to be skillful. You must be sharp, quick, reactive. A suspicious nature is important in this line of profession. Do I make myself clear?" he asked.

"Yes, sir!" they all cried in unison.

They knew the routine. They were expected to go into the field and slice dummies. Not necessarily points-based system he was working off of, but Levi was paying close attention to accuracy and speed. They had already assembled their gear and with Levi's signal, they made their way over to the training grounds.

"Sir?" a female voice squeaked, "Isn't there meant to be a second Captain in charge? Where are they?"

"Your name?" Levi asked, walking two feet ahead of her.

"Petra Ral, sir."

"Well, Petra, if you must know the other Captain is away for family reasons. Your other captain, Bláithín Hahn, will be back in four days." Levi answered.

There was a brief pause before Petra asked another girl. Levi took the time to look at her. She had auburn hair and her eyes were as wide as plates; she was threatened by him?

"Is she nice, sir?" she asked.

It took Levi a few seconds longer than what he would have liked to answer, but he came through in the end. It wasn't even a detailed answer. "Yes, she is nice, Petra. Perhaps too nice."

Shiganshina District, Wall Maria, one day later

Bláithín had dressed Eden in a floral dress and a pair of slip-ons. They were on their way to see Poppy again. When Poppy skipped merrily out, Bláithín thought it would have been nice to go out the gates that connected Wall Rose and the Shiganshina District together. In Bláithín's was a basket carrying food, namely the strawberries she bought.

Today, the squad leader wasn't wearing her uniform, but a nice dress-shirt with a long, flowing skirt that went beyond her knees. The type of clothes she would have worn in Sine, though downgraded a tad.

The three sat down on a patch of grass at the end of a hill. She looked up behind her and saw a boy no older than the age of ten fast asleep with a bunch of sticks discarded around him and a girl next to him diligently picking them up. The girl didn't seem too pleased.

Poppy was already picking up flowers when Bláithín turned around again. She had picked up some pansies, tulips and hydrangeas.

"Poppy?" Bláithín called out.

"Mhmm?"

"Do you know how to make daisy chains?"

Her face said that she had no idea what they were. Bláithín picked up Eden and left Poppy for a few minutes to go pick up the daisies with the longest stems. She plopped back down and explained to Poppy that with her sharpest nail, she slices a slit down the stem and how that allows you to feed another daisy through it. After a few minutes, Bláithín made a chain long enough to sit around the girl's neck. For a girl who loves flowers as much as Poppy deserves a daisy chain necklace at some point in her life.

The three munched on some strawberries together shortly after, sunning themselves too while the weather was good. Eden seemed to get more strawberries around her lips and cheeks than inside her mouth, but she's two and a half. It didn't matter too much.

The countryside-like area they were in stretched before them like a great quilt of golden, brown and green squares held together by the thick green stitching of the hedgerows. It rose and fell like giant waves on a gentle ocean and was dotted with animals from farms nearby. The sun was a radiant, all-watching eye, its light creeping into every corner, bathing the whole world in a warm glow. And underneath this peaceful, they laid completely carefree, for hours.

It was moments like these that Bláithín would cherish forever.

Unfortunately, it wasn't going to be peaceful for long...

Bláithín held Poppy's hand and Eden in her arms straddling her hip as they walked back to the house she was currently inhabiting and Shiganshina was awfully quiet for no reason.

There was absolute stillness. No air stirred the grass or leaves. No clouds drifted in the sea of blue above. No water dripped or flowed. Not a sound could be heard either close at hand or in the far off distance. Even her own breath seemed to die as soon as it left her mouth. It was an eerie sort of tranquility.

The three were almost near the centre of the town. The only sound filling the air were the children giggling. Other than that, it's like everything ceased to exist.

BANG!

A bolt of white hot lightning broke the eerie stillness of the district. The force was so strong it made the whole district shake; people were thrown in the air while others lost their balance. Bláithín toppled over but made sure to fall on her bottom to protect the two year old.

Bláithín didn't like the sound of this as she urged them to dash towards the centre to what was happening. "Poppy, stay close to me!"

Bláithín looked up the walls and noticed thick, heavy smoke billowing into the sky. More people ran over to see what was happening. Before anyone could process what was happening, there was a loud, resounding crunch against the wall. Bláithín couldn't contain her fear or panic anymore.

A large, fleshy, red hand had started curling around the Wall...

No, this can't be possible, Bláithín told herself, there can't possibly be a Titan who exceeds the height of the Wall. Titans are no more than twenty metres at best...

The behemoth Titan peered sinisterly over the Wall. There was no skin like a regular Titan, just pure muscle and flesh. The ground started to rumble once more and Bláithín held onto Eden tighter than she thought possible. In that split second, she pivoted on her and rushed back to her house before she could see anymore.

This was real.

This was happening.

Today will be a day where the smell of blood lingers in everyone's minds.

She placed Eden on the floor hurriedly and started to assemble her gear. If she was going to have any hope of survival, she'd need gear. Once all of her braces were on, she picked up Bláithín again.

BANG!

Bláithín dashed over and shielded Eden with her body, her back arched in a semi-circle to receive most of the impact. That explosion was even louder. Once the tremors had stopped, Bláithín rushed over to the window and let out a horrified gasp upon seeing houses being crushed by huge boulders. That Titan kicked them?!

She picked her niece up again and ran out the door only to hear one more, final explosion.

Another boulder heading straight towards her.

Bláithín held the toddler close to her chest as they were lifted off the ground, tossed into the air and flew from impact...

Let me know what you think! Remember feedback helps writers grow! Anything you'd like to see? Is Blevi moving too fast? Let me know! *showers you in Levi plushies* Also really tempted to set up a tumblr for Bláithín and Levi, like an in-character page where you can ask 'them' questions! Would anybody be interesting in that?