*grin sheepishly*
I recently joined in the ship of RivaKuri (Levi/Historia) because Holy above, aren't they adorable together?! *squeal*
I also added this story to Wattpad, to those of you interested in that website instead of FanFiction. It's under the same username, 831Tea. ;3
Warning: unbeta, English is my second. ASL is my first. I'm Deaf. *peace*
I don't own Attack on Titans. None. Nada. Nope. Nah. Non. Iie. Nein. Nothing. And I don't own the song as well. AT ALL.
I hope you readers enjoy it~ ^^
Location: Paradis, USA
Orvud, Sina City
Reiss' Resident
Historia's Bedroom
A petite sixteen-year-old female with mid-length blonde-hair, ocean-blue eyes, fair flawless skin, and wears a dark-blue tank top, black shorts, and barefoot as she is laying on her stomach on her large Queen-size bed. Her name is Historia Reiss who stared at the flat-screen television that was attached to the wall with boredom.
It has been three months since she was found by her father who had been searching for a long time for her. He went into her life after he learned that her mother was dead from the car accident. She didn't have any family members to take her in, and that was when she met her first for the first time. Historia was shocked but relieved to have a family left however much to her disappointment.
Her half-siblings want nothing to do with her as she was the bastard daughter in Reiss family. Her father took her away from her countryside life along with old memories, old friends, and her old life. And now, she was forced to drop everything she had in her past to accepted into a new life.
Isolation.
Her father couldn't afford to expose her to the public since Reiss' family is one of the well-known famous and old wealthy in the world. Reiss family was one of the nobles and wouldn't want to tarnish their perfect reputation if the public learns about the bastard daughter's exist.
Historia was forced to be homeschooled with hired tutors, limited-time public, and lost communication with her old friends.
And it's only three months since she lives in the lonely villa alone with few servants. The Reiss family lives in the main manor which takes about half a day to get there by car. She hasn't seen any of them, not even her father once ever since he dropped her off in this villa. Historia wouldn't be surprised that her father would eventually forget about her existence soon. At least he remembered to pay the bills of electricity, waters, heats, and taxes. Plus, the servants and tutors at least get paid for their hardworking.
Historia gets gifts once in a while from her father such as designer clothes, fancy technologies, movies, expensive perfumes, and even overpriced desserts. The blonde-haired beauty huffed as she blew the stray of her hair away from her face while stared at the screen.
Her ocean-blue eyes spark with interest when she noticed the commercial on the screen. She grabbed the remote to turn the volume up and watched with curiosity.
The commercial showed the audiences of needing new casting for the big film. It a big opportunity for a new chance for any talents since they need new faces for the movie. The famous celebrities will be in it, however, they never reveal whose because its secrets and meant surprise for fans.
Historia hummed with intrigue. She has been daydreaming about becoming an actress one day when she was a little girl. She recalled briefly when her mother did a minor acting role on the Broadway stage when she was barely five-year-old. Ever since she saw that show, Historia has been dreaming about it forever. Always pretend to act as Alice in Wonderland in her backyard. Or play Cinderella by doing chores in the house. Even act like a soldier to fight against her enemies during the war to protect the royalty in the barn.
However, she didn't think that she will succeed nor get acknowledge to act since she was living in a small town in the countryside.
Until her father found her.
The blonde-haired beauty bit her lip, contemplative as she wondered if she could learn more about this opportunity. She doesn't have to inform the world of who she really is, plus, the public wasn't aware of her exist nor her connection to Reiss family. Maybe this could be her chance to catch her impossible dream?
Historia dropped her remote before she turned the volume down, pushed herself up, and crawled over to the nightstand. She grabbed her sleek tablet and sat on her backside. She pressed the home button with her fingertip print and went to the chrome app. After a moment to type in her tablet then soon, went to the website of casting for the film.
She carefully searches through it until she found one, tap it and read the information along with emails, numbers, locations, and dates. "Oh? Trost in Rose City? That's far from here." She mumbled to herself with concern. Historia will have to figure it out for transportation later about it. She continues to study the details. 'They have quite a number of roles… all various of ages from fifteen to seventies. Not enough details about what the film is about, except that it's mainly about the hitman and an heir girl. Full of adventures, violence, romances, and actions.'
Historia couldn't help but find this rather exciting as she would love to be part of this film, even if it means she has to take a background role. She examined the roles for females in the sixteen-to-thirties. Historia was surprised that even a sixteen-year-old could take one of the leading roles. She knew she won't get the lead role, but it wouldn't harm her to do an audition for it.
"The audition starts in early May…" which means she only has two weeks to practice her acting skills. And figure out a plan for how to arrive in Trost in Rose City.
An exciting smile appeared on her face. For the first time, she is looking forward to it.
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Paradis, USA
Trost, Rose City
Two Weeks Later…
Historia silently thank her smart ideas that she saved her money for a while so she could pay the subway train tickets to the Rose City of where the Trost district was located. She double-checked the address from her sleek smartphone on the app of the map. The blonde-haired beauty stood in front of the large building that held the audition for the film.
She was grateful that the servants who work in the villa support her for her impossible dream. They have grown to care and adore Historia ever since she lived in the villa. The servants are on her side and knew that they will make sure to warn her in case her father ever arrive or call her.
Historia is glad that she isn't alone.
For now, she is focused on the building that itself known as one-zero-four Trost. The petite girl sauntered toward the building while took a deep breath. She couldn't believe she is doing this. Historia feels like a mischievous naughty little girl, going behind her father's back and even breaking all the rules... yet she finds it thrilling.
An excited smile breaks her face once she steps inside the building. Her ocean-blue eyes quickly found a reception desk which she reached to it. "Hello..." an older woman with dark hair glanced up from the computer as she paused typing.
"Welcome, how may I help you?" the woman asked, politely as she turned her gaze on Historia with a professional smile.
Historia smiles back shyly. "I'm here for the audition."
The woman nods her head with understanding. "I assumed that. Here." She picked up the pamphlet and a paper map of the building. "This pamphlet will inform you basic instruction about the audition and this—" the woman even highlighted the map. "—will show you where you need to be."
"I see... thank you." Historia thanked the woman with a grateful smile which the woman smiles back. Historia quickly walk-fast to the stairs and head up to the third level while amazed by the decorates of the one-zero-four Trost building.
Soon, when she arrived on the third floor. She followed the map that she turned a couple of corners and spotted a table with clipboards, a stack of papers, pens, and a machine.
Historia walked to it and noticed many names on the list. She picked up her pen, write down her name on the line as, 'Historia Lenz' with her mother's maiden surname. The blonde-haired beauty grabbed a paper which has instructions and plucks a card from the machine. She lifted the card and read the number. 'Number forty-three.' She mused with curiosity.
She pockets the card in her jeans and went into the door that had labeled audition for females. Once she is inside, she was surprised to see many different women of all ages inside the large dance room with fifty folded chairs.
Most eyes glanced at her with either disinterested, snotty, annoyance, or anxiety. Historia gulped nervously as she quickly turned her head away from them and went to one of the empty folded chairs that were near the window.
Historia wants to greet them with a friendly smile but the atmosphere was too tense and uncomfortable for her. This room was too serious and semi-quiet. So, once she sat down on the chair and decided to reach the paper and pamphlet since it's important for her to understand this audition.
After all, this is her first audition.
Her ocean-blue eyes carefully read the information. 'There are three stages in order to pass it through in order to accept by the judges. The first stage, is talent. The second stage is the dialogue with your partner. And last stage, monologue. Once you clear all three stages, you will be one of the candidates for the film. However, as one of the candidates, you must greet the judges by interviewing..." She soaks up all the knowledge in her mind, knowing that it's very important. Historia continues reading silently.
After an hour or so, the staff man opened the door and face the females in the room. "Hello, ladies. Thank you for coming to the audition." The staff said, professionally. "So far, I have gathered that we have fifty-one here today, so, listen up. As I am sure you all read the instructions on the paper about the three stages, correct?" most of the females confirmed they read it.
The Staff nods his head with satisfaction. "Good. If you clear the first stage, the judges will tell you where you will be head to the new room for the second stage. However, if you fail the first stage, you will be eliminated from the audition and return home. Is that understood?" once again, the females voiced with understanding. "Excellent. Alright, ladies. The first number, Kelly Stoneswell?" the staff read the name from the clipboard.
Kelly stood up from the seats and followed the staff man out of the room.
Historia has a feeling this is going to be a long day.
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"Forty-three, Historia Lenz?" the petite girl snapped her head at the staff man who called out her name. She stood up from the chair and went to him.
"Hello." Historia greeted the man politely.
The staff smiles back and leads her out to the hallway. After a short moment, the man opened the door and wave his hand. "Please walk down the hallway and head to the stage. Introduce your number and name to the judges." Historia nods her head, understanding and obeying.
The blonde-haired beauty swallowed nervously but pushed it forward with confidence as much as she could. Once she walked down the hallway and saw the hundreds of chairs behind the platform where the large table along with chairs are occupied by judges. Historia climbed up the stairs to the stage and stood in the middle.
"Your number and name?" one of the judges asked in the dark.
Historia straightens up her spine. "My name is Historia Lenz, number forty-three." She answered.
"Alright, Ms. Lenz. Please show us your talent."
The blonde-haired beauty bit her inner cheek as she glanced around nervously until she saw a piano near the bottom of the stairs by the stage. Suddenly, she recalled the music that was playing by her pseudo-grandmother. "May I use the piano, please?"
"Yes, you may." Once she got the permission, she went straight to the piano. When Historia sat down on the bench, place her fingers on the keys, and closed her eyes. Then she dances her fingers against the cold keys as the music greeted through the hall. The memory of her pseudo-grandmother appeared in her mind, taught her how to play the beautiful instrument of many songs. Especially the one song that her pseudo-grandmother pours her soul and heart into it, that one song that changed her life forever. 'Granny in Heaven, this song I'm playing is for you.' She mused, and before she knew, she unintentionally opens her mouth to release the melody sing.
"I keep fighting voices in my mind
That say I'm not enough
Every single lie that tells me
I will never measure up
Am I more than just the sum
Of every high and every low
Remind me once again just who I am
Because I need to know
Ooh-oh.
You say I am loved
When I can't feel a thing
You say I am strong
When I think I am weak
And you say I am held
When I am falling short
And when I don't belong, oh You say I am Yours
And I believe (I)
Oh, I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
I believe."
Historia hummed after that with a soft smile on her face, unaware how judges were very attentive and interested in her talents. Unknowingly, that there are few people sitting somewhere in the darkness, undetected.
"The only thing that matters now is everything You think of me
In You I find my worth, in You I find my identity
Ooh-oh
You say I am loved
When I can't feel a thing
You say I am strong
When I think I am weak
And you say I am held
When I am falling short
When I don't belong, oh You say I am Yours
And I believe (I)
Oh, I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
Oh, I believe."
The blonde-haired beauty hummed once again then continued playing the music until she reached the end.
"Taking all I have, and now I'm laying it at Your feet
You have every failure, God, You have every victory
Ooh-oh
You say I am loved
When I can't feel a thing
You say I am strong
When I think I am weak
You say I am held
When I am falling short
When I don't belong, oh You say I am Yours
And I believe (I)
Oh, I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
I believe
Oh, I believe (I)
Yes, I believe (I)
What You say of me (I)
I believe."
She finished as she fluttered her eyes open with a warm smile on her face. Historia really misses her pseudo-grandmother and wondered what Granny would say if she saw her playing the song. Then she stood up and turned around with an almost shy smile. "Umm... that is all." She said, softly.
"Thank you. Please return to where you came from and inform the staff that you are needed in a blue room."
Historia nod her head and followed the instruction with slight confusion. She wonders if she passes the first stage or not. When she left the hall out to the hallway where the staff is waiting. "Umm... they told me to inform you about send me to the blue room?"
"Congratulation for clear the first stage." The staff said with a friendly smile.
The blonde-haired beauty blinked in surprise but was pleased and excited. 'This means I can head to the second stage!' she mused, relief.
The staff leads her down the hallway to the different door and opened it for her. Historia step inside and was surprised to see over thirty females who have passed the first stage. She wondered if others who had not passed might return home?
Historia step forward and stood by the wall, waiting for the next stage to start.
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The staff man walked inside the room. "Alright ladies." All attention turned to him. "Now, I will be randomly using the numbers to those who will be partners. Raise your hands. Understand? Good..." he called out the numbers to pair up two partners until he said her name. "...number twenty-six and number forty-three are partners."
Historia raises her hand and easily spotted a young girl who raised her hand as well. The blonde-haired beauty walked beeline toward her partner and carefully examined her appearance. She is an average tall teenage girl with brown hair that tied up high ponytail, brown eyes, and sun-kissed tan. "Hey, I'm Sasha Braus." Sasha said, happily.
"Historia Lenz." She introduced herself, friendly as she is happy to have a nice partner.
The staff man cleared his throat. "Now that you have your partner. I will call on you and your partner's numbers for the second stage." He called out the first partners and lead them out of the room.
The ladies wait in the room as they get to know about their partner. Sasha leaned against the wall while Historia clasped her hands together in front of her. "Is this your first audition?" Sasha asked, curious.
"Yes. You?"
The brunette nods her head. "Yep. My pa thought it would be a good idea for me to jump in the fire and give a chance." She said with a sheepish smile. "It's my dream to act in movies."
"I can understand that." Historia does, then she noticed something from her partner's tone. "Are you, by chance from the countryside?" she asked, curious. Sasha nodded her head. "What a coincidence. I was born and raised in the countryside too."
Sasha perked up. "Yeah? I'm from the mountain over the Dauper. You?"
"Oh, outside of the Sina city. Few miles away near the woods." Historia answered in a half-truth. The brunette hummed with casual interest.
Then they start animatedly chatting with each other with lighter topics for a while until their numbers are called by the staff man. They lead out to the hallway back to the stage hall.
Historia and Sasha arrived at the stage in front of the judges.
"Alright, ladies. This is improvised dialogue. You both may begin whenever." One of the judges said, calmly.
The girls didn't expect that as they knew there will be dialogue but improvised? They exchange the look and suddenly...
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[Sasha dropped on the ground and grovel at Historia's feet.
"Please! I beg of you! Give. Me. Food!" Sasha's eyes widened with tears leaking out as she whimpered. "I'm so, so hungry!" Historia stared at the brunette in surprise. "Please!"
Historia frowned deeply. "I—I'm so sorry, ma'am. I don't have any food nor money to offer you." She said, guilty. Sasha wailed as she hugged the blonde-haired beauty's legs. "Oh my..." Historia gently pats Sasha's head in an attempt to comfort her. "How about this, you can come to my home and I can treat you some warm soup and a loaf of bread? Would you like that?"
Sasha sniffed dramatically, as she lifted her head up at her with awe. "You—you would do that? For me?" she whispered, shocked.
"Of course!" Historia nods her head with a sweet smile.
The brunette blinked few times to control her tears. "You... why are you so nice to me? I beg and beg, and beg to strangers for food but they all ignored me. So, why you? Why would you help me, a starving stranger? I don't know you and you don't know me... So why?"
Historia hummed. "Because it's the right thing to do. Because I knew that I won't regret it." She said with confidence. Sasha's eyes are watery once again.
"You're a Goddess!" Sasha declared with relief and happiness. Historia helped the brunette up to her feet and smiles at her.
"So, soup and bread?"
Sasha bobbled her head. "That would be wonderful!"]
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Then the girls turned their faces to the judges. "And scene." The brunette added with a half-grinned.
"Thank you both. Head back and inform the staff to lead you two to the green room."
Historia and Sasha obeyed as they left the stage into the hallway. They informed the staff man who grinned at them. "Congratulations to clear the second stage, ladies!" the girls smile at each other happily. "Follow me." And they followed.
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Historia easily cleared the third stage since it was an improvised monologue and now, she returns to the first room that she was waiting for before the first stage. She was beyond excited and nervous that she is now part of the candidates. She was happy to see that Sasha passed the stages as well. The blonde-haired beauty was surprised that there are now only twenty females so far.
She already filled out her profile information and handed it to the staff man. And the females have been waiting for thirty minutes until a woman in a business suit with a polite smile. "Alright ladies, first of all, congratulations to you all cleared three stages. Now, I'll guide you back to the stage hall, please prepare yourself for the interview."
They followed the woman out of the room to the hallway and to the stage hall. Once they sauntered their way up on the stage. Historia stood in the first line at the end and was instructed that each female will said their name, number, and what's their goal.
It took about fifteen minutes until it was the blonde-haired beauty's turn. She gently takes the mike from the candidate and lifted it to her mouth. "Hello, my name is Historia Lenz. I was number forty-three. My goal..." she trailed off, wondering how to process her answer. "...is to be free. I want to express my love for acting to the world without being stuck in a cage. I can do whatever I want, whoever I want, and just be... free." Historia said, softly with a shy smile. Then she handed the microphone to the candidate behind her.
It took another fifteen minutes, and the judges informed the candidates that they will receive the email of the end result.
"Thank you for coming for the audition, ladies." The judges applauded and the females were relieved and content.
Historia couldn't wait for the result as she is anxious yet excited.
She really hopes she got in.
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104 Trost
Later...
The judges are gathered around the table of twenty profile papers of candidates. "What do you think number sixteen, Hanna Diament?" one of the judges asked, who is known as Nanaba the costume designer/hairstylist as she lifted the paper of a young woman who is in her mid-twenties.
"I think she would be an excellent role for the main maid. She seems to have the look that she will always help everyone no matter what." Another judge replied as he is known as Abel the scriptwriter/songwriter.
One of the judges, who is known as Nifa the director's assistant leaned forward with interest. "I agreed. Also—" she went through few documents until she found one. "I think she is the perfect role for Ella's character."
"Whoa... why would you think that?" Nanaba asked with a raised eyebrow, questioning. "That is the main role. I thought we already decided one of the actresses to take Ella role."
Abel leaned over to see what Nifa chose. "Ah... I can see why you thought of that. She just has that potential."
"Who?" Nanaba asked with curiosity. Nifa lowered the paper and slide it over to the designer who glanced down. "Oh... her." She hummed with understanding. "But is that a good idea? I mean, we can't just switch actresses. Plus, this is her first audition, and she has no professional experiences with acting."
"But her acting skill is pretty impressive." Abel pointed it out, reminded them about her trails. "With experience, she'll grow to be a star. She's a rough diamond that needs polish and only a diamond can polish a diamond."
Nifa nod her head agreed with Abel. "And we could also just use the one who was supposed to take Ella to Caily's character." She suggested.
"I say that's an excellent suggestion." A masculine voice speaks up, all eyes turned over to a tall man with blonde hair that was combed back, blue eyes, bushy eyebrows, fair skin, and wears a black business suit with a navy-blue tie. "I believe she can flourish her potential talents." Erwin Smith is the producer, director, and president of Survey Talents Entertainment. Erwin step inside the meeting room with a polite nod.
"Mr. Smith... I didn't know you were here." Abel said, surprised.
Erwin steps forward until he reached the table and glanced at the profile document of a female. "I just happened to have free time for few hours. I have seen all the candidates... so far... I believe she would be the best role for Ella's character." The blonde-haired man said, calmly.
"I'll send her an email as soon as possible." Nifa understood with a smile.
Nanaba frown. "Will the director be fine with that?" she asked, concerned as she doesn't want to trouble anyone.
Erwin grabbed the paper and studied it carefully. "I'll talk to him. I'm sure he will agree with this." He said, politely. 'Historia Lenz.' He mused, examined the photo of a young sixteen-year-old female.
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