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It was the same routine every morning.

Mira was nearly always the first to get into the lunch hall, eating her breakfast quietly and without any noise. She sensed the eyes of the people entering the lunch hall but she no longer cared about that. Her face was emotionless, like always. Her hair was tied up, like always.

Everything was like it always was.

Her uniform was pressed against her upper body, it was like a second skin. She remembered that she had one hour free time, until she had to get to the training grounds, like she always had to. Mira walked forward, passing the cadets who got to their breakfast. Many of them shot her glances.

"Look, it's Mira."

"The cursed girl is on the road again."

"Really, do you have the same shivers when you look at her like I have?"

"Really, I have. She really is creepy. I wouldn't like to meet her in the dark night."

Even the whispering was the same

When she stepped in her room, she remembered the rumor that was going around. Many people said that there was a curse around her, clinging to her like a haunting ghost. Mira always had this attitude, she had never spoken a word. Not even in the worst and most important cases, she didn't open her mouth to speak. But there was once a person who tried to comfort her, getting close to her, trying to get her to know.

This person fell into depression soon after that and killed himself when he couldn't stand her eyes anymore. Since then, every person did declare that she was cursed, pushing everyone into depression and suicide. They couldn't imagine that there was a girl who didn't speak. Many thought that she simply did not have a voice. People thought that she lost it somehow, maybe due to shock.

When Mira sat down on the bed, nodding when her roommates left the room, she opened the sketch book, looking at a completely white sheet of paper. She took the pencil that lay on her night board and began to draw. She didn't know what, she just kept on doing. She drew the lines, the features of the looks the people gave her.

She was a tragedy, many said. She was a monster, many said. She was a murderer, many said. She was a curse, chained in a human body, many said.

A tragedy, a monster, a murderer, a curse itself.

With her pencil, she drew the shades of their eyes, some narrowed in distrust, many widened in fear. They looked at her in suspicion, fear, disgust, but also deep respect. After all, it was said that her power was equal to an army of five hundred men.

After ten minutes, she put the paper away, completely detailed with their faces and eyes. She was a master in drawing, in details and time. She could draw a complete and detailed picture in fifteen minutes.

It was her only talent next to fighting. But besides those two things, she wasn't able to do anything.

She didn't communicate with people, didn't have any conversations. She was worse than a lonely wolf.

She shook her head slightly, putting the sketchbook under her bed and laying herself on the bed once again. She closed her eyes, trying to find out what had to be done this day. Right now, she had martial arts training. She had to wash her laundry, had the shift to make dinner with two others and probably would be in bed before the night fell. And tomorrow was an expedition. She could feel the rising tension between the cadets and even the squad leaders were stiffed.

She lay her head on the pillow, but with the side, so that her hair wouldn't be destroyed with the pressure. She looked at the wall, trying to think about anything that came into her mind. It wasn't much. She thought about Mary, the woman who saved her five years ago. Azure blue eyes were locked on a point on the wall.

She drove her fingers into the fabric, her white bed sheet clean. She breathed in and out, taking deep breaths until she closed her eyes and thought about so many things. She thought about the glances the others gave her, the rumor that was spread about her.

Her face remained emotionless, when she grabbed the sheets under her fingers and got up slowly. Maybe she should already get to the training grounds or else she could already imagine what would happen. Mira would bump into a couple of soldiers, they would look at her in disgust and fear and she would have problems to get swiftly there.

She checked her dark red bun and left the room quickly. From far away, she could hear the chattering of her comrades.

She frowned briefly, then went over to the training ground.

It was something she had to fulfill. She had a duty. She was part of the Survey Corps.

Even if nobody wanted to have her.


With a fluid motion, her leg went forward, a kick was sent to the backside of his knee and she threw his body over her head. His body crushed on the ground with a loud noise. Her dark red hair war still strictly bound together and she held her eyes on his face.

Ralf, the name of the man, looked up at her in fury, until he got up once again. "Don't you think that you've won yet,!" He screamed and ran to her once again. Mira's face remained like always and when he was in her reach, she took his left arm and threw him on the ground once again. She could hear his coughing and once again, the whisper around them became louder.

"There she goes again."

"Oh man, I've told him multiple times that he shouldn't try to beat her. He will lose."

"Man, although I don't like to admit it, she is one of the best in the Survey Corps. If only she talked, even just a couple of words, she could become a squad leader."

"Oh come on, as if anyone would follow her. Tell me, would you follow a woman who pushes people into suicide when you get close to her?"

"Now that you mention it, I wouldn't like to be part of her squad. Even the newbies didn't talk to her very much, although some time has passed since they got here."

"You see? She really is incapable of being here, especially that we need teamwork on the expeditions."

Ralf got up once again and glared at her. "One more round." But she couldn't even nod, as he was already starting to get at her and with her quick reaction, she took the fabric of his jacket and threw him over her side, pushing him deep into the ground. He coughed, his skull making a strange noise as it collided with the ground.

Mira looked at him and tilted her head, raising her index finger. One more?

The man, who was once in her training unit, gritted his teeth once again, remaining like this on the floor. He gulped, beginning to grin and started to slide his feet over the ground, trying to hit her legs, when she just jumped up and started to stand on his leg. A pained hiss escaped his lips and the scream took every attention on itself. She could feel the looks on herself, some disgusted, until a loud laughter erupted between them all.

"You did it again, Mira." Her superior, Hanji Zoe, a squad leader of the Survey Corps and definetly one of the strangest people she had ever met in her life, got closer to them, a smile on her lips, her glasses sitting on her nose. Her warm brown eyes wandered to the man, who was just two years older than she was. "Ralf, you're still trying it? How many times did you get knocked out by Mira? Fifty times? One hundred? Five hundred?"

Light giggling and chuckling could be heard behind them, especially the girls had to laugh at her words. Ralf was a man who wanted to get impressions and get himself stronger. Mira had no problem to give him her titan kills. She had no use for them and if the other had the chance to get profit by this, then they should use this to make their life better.

"Just tell me, when will you stop fighting her every time you see her? Are you so stubborn?" She poked his forehead, looking at him in confusion. The man with the blonde hair looked at her, until he turned his face sidewards, a blush on his face. But Mira couldn't tell if it was anger or embarrassment.

Maybe a mixture of both.

"Tell me, Ralf, you were in her training unit, right?" The brown-haired woman hunkered down. "Then you know that she was the best out of all of you and with a great advantage. You were sixth place and yet you're still trying, although she has made an even greater progress than she has made in her three years of training." She poked his forehead once again, when she straightened up and looked around. "Get back to your training."

Everyone followed her order, began to train once again. Hanji stood up, looking at the red haired woman and moved her hands. Could you come with me?

Hanji was one of the few people who was capable of sign language and she started to learn it when she met her. The squad leader was fascinated by her silent attitude and thanks to the special information she had about her, she started to look at her like an experiment. Learning the language, she learned that Mira could answer to words, but when you wanted to have a conversation with her, you had to use sign language. She could answer every question and respond to every statement, but it had to be formed with hands.

Mira responded, by nodding quietly. Sure.

"Okay, you continue to train." She spoke and took the red haired's wrist and pulled her from the trainings ground. Azure eyes looked straight forward at the back of her head.

Still having the glares and looks on her neck.


"And, are you excited for tomorrow?" The woman asked, turning around. Mira looked at her and moved her hands. Not really excited, but I'm not worried. It will work somehow and besides, this isn't my first expedition.

A grin appeared on her lips. "I know that, Mira, but you know, I'm worried about you. Don't you dare to do anything reckless tomorrow."

She shrugged as response.

The taller woman looked at her in a slightly nostalgic way, until she turned around and started to walk forward again. "When will you start to speak?"

The young woman remained emotionless, shook her head, until she began to form words. Why do I have to? You understand me with this, so I don't have to use words, right?

"But Mary told me in her letters that you have such a beautiful voice. Isn't it a shame to let it go to waste? Since your arrival, I haven't heard your voice once." She ruffled the smaller one's hair. Mira was 158 cm tall and with that 12 centimeter shorter than her squad leader was. She knew about her former friend.

But Mira remained without any emotion.

The brown haired woman looked at her in worry, when she turned around. She bent forward, touching her face with her fingers, feeling the skin of her cheeks under her fingertips. The woman had to gulp. "Come on, you have such a pretty face, why won't you smile?"

As long as I don't have a reason, I don't need to smile.

"But there are so many reasons out there."

In the situation we are in?

"You really make it difficult, you know this?" She took her face and stretched it, looking deeply into her azure eyes. "Come on, women like you should smile more often. Or in your case, you should smile even once." She titled her head, letting go of Mira's face and moved her hands. The day becomes brighter if you would smile.

I don't have a reason to smile. So why do you keep asking? The girl titled her head and looked at her in a cold matter with a strand of confusion. It isn't that Mira was completely emotionless – she could feel something. But it wasn't much and there weren't many emotions that could cause those emotions.

Hanji laughed quietly until she shrugged. "Hey, do you want to come with me to Albert and Nino?" The young woman didn't reply, so the squad leader used her hands. She asked the exact same question.

Mira nodded, when she replied by using her hands. Why not?

Once again, a grin appeared on her lips when she began to walk forward through the quiet corridor. The rest of the survey corps were on the training grounds or had their work to do. It was unusual for Mira to be out of it like that – but Hanji was her superior so she had the right to drag her out of her martial arts training. And she often had to come with her, because the scientist had the hopes to find out more about Mira's emotions when she faced the imprisoned titans.

For everyone, it seemed that she couldn't feel fear.

Normally, she kept her eyes forward, but she let them slide a little bit to the side when she could hear another couple of steps. As soon as she saw the man, she bowed down slightly while walking.

"Shorty, keep the meeting in mind." Mira straightened up and looked at the back of her superior's head. She faltered her hands and didn't look in the direction of the man who passed them.

She could hear a hiss from the man. "You don't have to tell me, shitty glasses."

"Don't be so grumpy, shorty." She replied by giggling madly. She could feel the eyes of humanity's strongest soldier on her profile, she remained emotionless. But in an instance, she raised her eyes, looking into his mirror of his soul.

Azure and gray, clashing together in an instance. And immediately, Mira could tell why Levi Ackermann was titled as humanity's strongest soldier. She could tell why everyone said he had the power of a thousand men army. Although he was only a little bit taller than she was, she could feel his power, his experience, everything that identifies a strong man.

She bowed her head slightly once again when she passed him and gulped, when his eyes were fixated on her profile.

One second later he was behind her, going his way as if nothing happened.

Without any noise, she breathed in and out and looked once again at the back of her leader. Of course, she has seen him before, but first, not this close and second not just with Hanji. She has seen him in the halls, could hear from whisperings that his punishments were far beyond human capability and strength. She knew about the people in his special squads, including the titan boy Eren Yaeger.

She shook her head and shortly looked out of the window. It was a day like every other.

She should keep that in mind.


"And, Albert, how are you doing?"

With closed eyes, Mira could hear the greetings of her leader to the two imprisoned titans. The people whispered, talked about her slight madness and obsession of titans and how they couldn't understand it.

The red head couldn't understand it either, but she shrugged. If her leader was so obsessed with titans, than she should put her obsession to use.

"Wow, you sure have grown today. Do you feel good? Did you sleep well?" The brown haired scientist went over to the five meter tall titan and touched his large finger. Staring at her silently, Mira could hear a small laugh erupting from Hanji's throat. "You really are silent as one of my cadets, aren't you, Albert?" She bent to her knees so that he still could look forward.

In her direction.

"Do you see this girl over there? She is just as silent as you. Since she is here, she hasn't even spoken once." She pointed at her, the others stayed silent for a moment until azure eyes looked around. "You two have this in common. Hey, Mira, come over here for a second." She waved at her, nearly forcing her to get to her.

Mira obeyed and did like she was told to. Her steps were heavy on the ground, when she bent on her knees and made the same movement as her superior – she lay her hand on the giant's finger.

Hanji was going crazy of joy and the others stared at her like she was even stranger than the squad leader was.

Her eyes shot open when she grabbed the hand of Hanji and pulled her back, the titan's mouth going forward, trying to get them. A gasp echoed through the space they were in and Mira looked at her leader in silence. She let go of her hand and used her hand. Could you please start to be more careful?

A hysterical giggle escaped her lips. "You got me there, Mira. Thank you."

You never learn, right?

"What do I have to learn? I mean, they smile so cute." With this statement, azure blue eyes looked at the titan's faces, examining the truth of her words. The faces were still mad and the grins were just as mad as their eyes were. She used one hand. Yes, very cute.

"You see?" She laughed, but Mira gave no response. She moved her hands. What are you gonna do with them? Will you keep them here the whole time?

She shrugged. "I don't know, but it is my intention to find out what is behind them. And as long as I don't know it, we will keep holding titans to find out what is behind them." She spoke with so much passion that it could reach somebody in normal cases, but Mira was no normal case. She just nodded and stepped behind, watching her superior dealing with them.

The glares of the others didn't stop.

But would they ever stop in her life?