A/N: Please note that this is of course Fan Fiction, therefore the events described would be slightly deviated from the orginal telling.

And nope, I in fact do not own Shingeki no Kyojin, Star Wars or anything else I write about.

Chapter 2

Eren feverishly kept his ears covered and eyes shut as the sounds grew louder and closer. The ground quaked violently beneath him, causing the small boy to fall to his knees. Eren's hands squeezed his ears tighter when the crash of explosions began. The earth roared upon impact of the Sith orbital barrage. Clouds of dust and debris of all kinds began falling when the firing stopped a few moments later.

The five year old had no idea what was happening, but he knew to be afraid. He could barely control his shaking until Armin knelt down to steady and shield him. For a few moments a hail of dirt, metal and carnage rained over the settlements outskirts. The two stayed locked together for a several long moments afterwards. Both unsure of what happened and what to do.

The sounds of panicked fleeing citizens grew louder. Armin stood with Eren to watch them run with terrified expressions. Though many were unharmed, some where wounded that were being carried. Others were covered in some degree of blood, many looked as if it wasn't theirs. Not much else was heard above the screams, only words like 'attack' and 'escape' were ringing through the thick air.

Suddenly a young girl, only a few years older than Eren slammed into Armin. She instantly regretting looking behind herself in her rush. The protocol droid was nearly knocked off balance. The girl fell down in a daze, only needing a few seconds to recover before the adrenaline came back. She paused when she noticed Eren, whom she recognized as her neighbor.

"You've got to move!" she commanded, her own voice sounding strange to her. "We've got to away from the center of town!"

"The center..." gasped Eren.

He remembered all the lessons his mother had given him. "You can see our home from the center Eren. All signs will point you towards the center," Carla's voice rang through his mind.

"What are you waiting for!" the girl shrieked, grabbing onto his clothes to pull him.

"That's where my house is! I have to make sure mom is ok!" Eren yelled back.

He yanked himself away and ran against the panicked rushing crowds. The girl did not go after him, only Armin did. Though being a clunky used droid, as well as being much larger, it was getting more resistance. Before long, Armin completely lost sight of Eren in the chaos.

Eren kept rushing forward in his panic. Despite almost being knocked down and trampled by the frenzy of the crowds. The further he managed to get, the thinner the masses became. Before much longer, there was not anyone else left to push past him. He screamed for his mother and listened to hear her call back.

Smoke heavily clouded the path as Eren neared the center. Sporadic fires burned throughout the area, feeding the toxic air. Cries of the wounded and dying echoed now, the smoke seemingly too thick for anyone to hope to find them.

Eren pushed himself forward, not caring how frightened he was. Not caring how bad his eyes and throat burned him. Not caring about his confusion about what is happening or why. He only thought about home, making it home. He knew that there, with his mother, he would be safe.

Wreckage now blocked the road in front of him. The remains of half of a shuttle bay ripped open, transports burning intensely hot. Eren searched for a way forward through the rubble in vain. His small hands becoming more cut and bloody with each desperate push. His shouts for his mother now stopping.

Eren began to cry, he always hated to cry. It always made him feel so weak and ashamed. Yet he would not stop trying to claw his way forward as he whimpered and childishly insulted himself.

"Eren...ple...please don't cry," a familiar voice pleaded.

Eren froze in place as if paralyzed. He could have sworn that he heard her.

"I've...always hated to...hear you cry," the voice continued, low and pained.

"Where are you!?" Eren cried out.

"You can't...help me Eren," Carla Jaeger struggled to say. "You must go."

"I'll go with you! Tell me where you are!" Eren cried again.

"Here...Eren," Carla gasped, but Eren had no idea where 'here' was.

"Why are you so far from home?" Eren called.

"I am...home," she answered

Eren feverishly searched in the direction of his mother's voice, continuing to call where. She sounded close but he could barely see anything, his eyes hurt to keep open. He shifted through the debris until he felt a weak pressure holding onto his ankle.

"I'm here...Eren."

Only her arm stuck out through the twisted metal.

"Mom!" Eren shouted, tears running down his face as he threw aside as much debris as he could. Though it was impossible for him to get her out, she was trapped. Eren could only clear enough to barely see her face through the rubble.

"Please dont cry...Eren. You've got to be brave...now," she spoke.

"We've got to go," sobbed Eren.

"You...have to...go," his mother said softly.

"No," Eren said, softer still.

XxXxX

When Armin finally reunited with his Master, he had made almost no more progress getting her out. Though even with the help of his droid, it was clear that they could not lift the weight. Still the boy did not give up. Carla still tried to convice her son to leave, but was now too tired and struggled to stay conscious.

"Master," Armin spoke again. "Perhaps we should wait for the soldiers that landed."

Though the words did not slow Eren down from still digging and lifting now or when he first heard them. He paused only when new sounds of horror rang out. Blaster fire with more shouts and cries echoed again and again. Armin was unaware that they were not Republic troopers when he saw the orbital shuttles fly over and land on the outskirts. Patrols of heavily armed Sith now combed through the area. The sounds of the dying ending one by one.

Then Eren saw two emerge through the smoke. They wore identical suits of metallic armor, fire fiercely reflecting off them. Their blaster rifles rising up when they spotted them.

"Excuse me, dear soliders, we seem to require your assistance," said Armin, unaware of the threat.

"Make it quick," one Sith spoke to the other, rifles still pointed directly at them.

Eren didn't have anywhere to hide, he didn't want to hide. His fear had nearly vanished, now he was only angry and wanted to fight. These people had caused him so much pain that he had to fight. He grabbed the nearest stone, holding it ready to throw.

The Sith trooper stood over him, rifle pointed directly at his chest.

"What will you do with that stone, boy?" taunted the Sith.

"Spare him...please.." Carla said, faint and ghostlike.

Eren flinched at the sound of her voice. Though he continued to stare back at the faceless rifleman with fury. The grip on the stone turning his bloody hand white. For a long moment everything was still.

Then time flew forward to catch up and everything happened very quickly.

Eren's elbow jerked back, prepared to make his foolish final stand. The Sith seized his rifle tighter, finger clutching the trigger. And a sudden flash of blue light, slicing the trooper diagonally in half.