l have to say, as much as I love Attack on Titan I never thought I'd actually do a fanfic on it, as I prefer family friendly shows and video games. But, I've had this idea in the back of my head for a long time and I want to get this out now. Of course before I begin there's one thing you guys should know.

This story will mostly be told from my character's point of view. Yes there's an OC in the story. Now I know there's some people out there that are gonna yell at me in the reviews "NOOOOOOO OC'S ARE STUPID, THEY RUIN THE STORY, FANFICS ARE BETTER WITHOUT THEM!" And my response is...umm, well pleeeeeeeaaaaaasssseee try to give my OC a chance?

With that said, let's begin.

Disclaimer: I don't own Attack on Titan or any of the characters except for my oc.

Attack on Titan: The Lost Child

Chapter 1: Lost and Found

There I was…in the back of the carriage, my hands and legs tied up, and my mouth covered so I couldn't move or speak. I was being taken away by two bandits. Where they were taking me, I didn't know, but I felt so scared and helpless. What was going to happen to me? I looked up over at the bandits. They were talking to each other, with one bandit holding the reins, leading the horses as they pulled the carriage through the dark and rainy forest.

"So, you think this kid will be worth any money?" I heard one of them ask.

"Of course she will be." The other bandit said. "They say that little red haired girls are very valuable. I bet we'll get paid at least 100,000 yen when we sell her to the Underground Market."

My eyes widened with fright. I was...going to be sold to the Underground Market? I didn't know what kind of market that was, but it made me even more scared. I lowered my head, thinking of my family. Mother...Father...Aunt Hilda. My parents were killed when the titans invaded Shiganshina, and the bandits killed Aunt Hilda and then captured me after they suddenly showed up in the village. Tears started flowing from my eyes as those memories played in my head. Was I really going to be sold to the Underground Market? Would no one come and rescue me? Was this the end for me?

I heard the bandits snap the reins and the horses started to speed up. Soon I felt the carriage shaking. At first I thought it was an earthquake. But then I guessed that we were going over a bumpy road or something. Because of the strong shaking, I started to bounce a little. Then it happened, I fell out of the carriage, bounced on the dirt, then I rolled down a steep hill until I hit a tree at the bottom.

Ouch, that really hurt. I laid there on the ground for a moment. I couldn't believe it, but I wasn't held captive anymore. I was free...well sort of anyway. After struggling for a while I manage to free my hands and legs from the ropes and I untied the cloth that covered my mouth. Then I picked myself up and looked up the hill I came down from. I wondered if the bandits knew that I fell out of the carriage. If they found out that I was missing they would probably try to find me again, and it was raining out here too.

Knowing that I couldn't stay here, I started to run through the woods. I didn't know where I was going or where I would end up, but I kept running anyway. I had to get away from those horrible bandits. I didn't want to be captured again. The bandits weren't the only ones I was worried about. I was in a forest, so there could wild animals out there that could get me as well. I ran and ran as fast as my feet could carry me. I was panting hard, and my heart was racing. I almost tripped over something, but I regained myself and kept running, hoping I could at least find someplace safe.

After running for a long time, I was out of the forest and in a grassy field. The rain had finally stopped too. I started to slow down. My legs were sore from all that running. My clothes were wet and dirty from the rain and from running through the forest. My head hurt and I felt so dizzy. Then I fell flat on my back, only getting a small glimpse of the night sky before everything went blank.

Third Person View

The night passed and the sun shone brightly down on the field. It was a peaceful morning. The birds were chirping, a few butterflies flew by, and some flowers were swayed by the gentle breeze. A group of five soldiers were riding through the field on horseback as they were on patrol. This group was none other than the Special Operation Squad from the Scouting Regiment. Levi, who was the Captain of the squad, followed by Petra, Oruo, Gunther, and Eld. As the group rode across the grassy field Petra saw someone lying on the ground in the distance.

"Captain, wait!" She called out to Levi.

With a tug on the reins Levi made his horse stop as the other soldiers did the same. Levi then turned his head toward Petra.

"What is it, Petra?" He asked.

"Look, there's a child out there in the field. I think we should help, they might be hurt." Petra said.

Levi looked over and saw the child on the ground in the distance

"I see, then let's go." Levi said.

The Levi Squad rode towards the spot where the child was. When they got there, they dismounted their horses and gathered around the injured child. Levi gasped when he got a closer look at her.

That girl, he thought. She... almost looks like...

The little girl had red-brown hair that was tied up in pigtails. Her dress was torn up. Her face, arms and legs, all covered with cuts and bruises. Her eyes were slightly open, and there was a bit of dried blood coming from her mouth. Petra got down on her knees and held the girl in her arms.

"Is she okay?" Eld asked with worry.

"I don't know, she looks like she's seen better days." Gunther said.

"Does she look okay to you? Look at all the wounds she has. I say the kid's most likely dead." Oruo stated bluntly.

"Oruo, don't say that!" Petra cried.

She then looked at the little girl with worry in her eyes. The girl slowly turned her head to the side and blinked her eyes slowly. That made everyone gasp.

"Whoa did you see that?" Gunther asked.

"She's alive." Eld said.

"Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Petra asked with worry.

The little girl did not respond

"Please, talk to me." Petra said more urgently.

Still no response.

"Oh no, this isn't good. We have to help her. Captain, what should we do?" Petra asked turning to Levi.

At first Levi didn't respond. He seemed to be deep in thought about something.

"Captain!"

This time the sound of Petra's voice snapped him out of his thoughts. Taking one last glance at the child, he then mounted his horse and turned towards his crew.

"I'll ride back to Headquarters and bring back a carriage and a stretcher for her. You guys stay here and look after the child." Levi ordered.

"Sir." The soldiers obeyed.

With the snap of the reins, Levi rode out of the field heading back to base while the rest of the squad stayed with the girl.

"It's alright," Petra told the girl gently. "You're gonna be okay. Don't worry, we'll take good care of you."