Hello everyone! How are you?

I had a very busy week, and so couldn't write. But I managed to write this fateful chapter today and I'm glad to present it to you at last!

Since last chapter has received so many reviews with questions and theories, I'll try to answer to everything at once:

First and foremost, this is purely AU. Yes I do inspire myself from the canon manga but I am not doing anything too close to canon, even copy the canon too much. I try to subtly show how I see Erestoria's relationship with their respectful character but in a different environment. And yes, this fanfic is mainly focused on them, so I tend to rush things, and I apologize, I'm just worried that if I dwell too much on side characters I will bore you. But many reviews show me that that's not an issue, and this reassures me. Still, I don't want this to be too long for you to read unless it's focused on Erestoria and their journey. ^^

I wasn't planning on including Zeke in the story, nor do I plan on including more characters in general because this story is mainly focused on this strange and fateful adventure that mostly involves two people. But maybe I will in my future fanfics! But I have a feeling that if I clamber too many characters in, the story wont move smoothly.

And no don't worry I don't plan on making Reiner a jerk. XD I love Reiner, he's a very interesting character who deserves focus.

And yes, Erwin is the best. I love him. I want to protect him. He deserves so much.

And yes in this, Historia is a bit older than Eren, maybe by just one/two-ish years. I think he was starting high school when Historia visited him in the past, and she was already in the middle of high school. Oh dear, maybe I'm too tired to think, but yes, basically Historia is maybe one or two years older than Eren.

Thank you again for all your great reviews they really help me out!

So I happily present you this chapter with an ending you've all been waiting for! Enjoy! :D

10 am. I still have time.

Eren's eyes were glued on the invitation for the winter ball that was conveniently on Historia's desk. He had already dressed up for the day, knowing exactly where everything was in that girl's room by now.

He rushed downstairs to see Frieda in the living room, sitting down on the couch and reading a book. The dark-haired woman smiled up to him, chuckling.

"I was starting to get worried."

Eren couldn't help but look at her with utter relief and happiness. Without thinking, he threw himself at her, and hugged her tightly. Frieda gasped, a little startled to see 'Historia' so energized.

"Wha- You alright, Story?" She asked softly, hugging her sister back.

"Better than ever," 'Historia' sniffed, hugging Frieda tightly. He felt so happy to see her here, alive, and well. Seeing her, gave him more courage to save her, and not just for tonight.

"Frieda," 'Historia' said seriously, blue eyes staring at the woman with determination. "Your life's not over yet! You don't have to obey to father your entire life. I know you sacrificed a lot for me and you'll continue doing so, because you're an amazing sister. But think about yourself too. You're young, and no big man should ever decide for you!"

Frieda stared at 'Historia' with pure astonishment, not quite believing where the furious spirit inside her sister came from. Her eyes softened though, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

"Story… It's already done."

"Bullshit!" 'Historia' called out, which highly alarmed Frieda, since her sister never swore. "Just because father signed some stupid paper, your whole life is determined? "

"Historia," Frieda said a bit sternly. "I am tied, as well. This has always been done by the Reiss, it's their pride, their treasure."

"Being tied by the hands at a young age and have your whole life planned? That's not a treasure that's a curse!"

"Well," Frieda started to hesitate. "Father always said that something big would happen when our threads will be tied. Historia… We're the only heirs of the Reiss family. When our threads will be tied, we'll be blessed by the god of fate himself and receive a great treasure."

God of fate?

Eren paused. This sounded familiar.

They believe in Lord Tsukuyomi too? Are devoted to them? But still... That's way too crazy. Gods don't care about us.

Eren frowned in thought, eyebrows lowering.

She said treasure… Weren't the Elions promised a great treasure? What happens when Historia's thread is tied? Oh wait.

Realization appeared like a glow in Eren's eyes. HE tied Historia's thread. And THIS happened. He came back! In Historia's body. He was given a CHANCE to change their fate. Was this their treasure? Did he just… Kind of steal it from them? Did Rod know about this?

I need to ask. But first, Frieda.

Eren tried to calm down from all trepidation, and he looked back at Frieda.

"Frieda. Don't go to the ball tonight."

"Huh?"

"People are after us," Eren said seriously, taking Frieda's hands. "Father didn't pay them what they wanted and they're about to explode the entire Reiss Castle to put us off the map. You need to leave."

Eren was being so quick about this that Frieda had no time to register. She watched her sister stand up and look down on her seriously.

"Historia… Are you mad?" Frieda blinked, standing up. "H-How do you know all this?"

"I just do," 'Historia' said softly, smiling faintly. "You have time… Leave and live your life, Frieda. It's NOT too late."

The determination and certainty in her sister's voice gave Frieda an unknown adrenaline rush. She had tears in her eyes as she nodded with a radiant smile. Thus, the two discreetly packed bags and Eren even accompanied her to the train station. Their father was away all day, so they had time.

"So where will you go?" Eren asked softly as they waited in the Main Hall.

Frieda sat next to him, an excited smile on her lips. "I've always wanted to explore Europe… I'll just.. Go anywhere."

"You'll text me where you end up?" Eren asked softly.

Frieda nodded slowly. Then, it was time for them to say goodbye. Eren hugged Frieda tightly, even let a few tears escape from his eyes, and so did Frieda with hers. She whispered to him how much she loved her dear little sister, and wished her happiness and safety. It was painful for her to leave Historia behind, but Eren reassured her that she would be fine.

As Frieda entered the train, she waved at 'Historia' behind a window and 'Historia' waved back, smiling.

Alright, Eren thought as he walked out of the train station. Your turn now, Rod Reisss.

Eren walked back home, trying to elaborate a plan to convince Rod to speak, but what should he do with the Winterball?

"Hey History!"

This familiar voice stopped Eren in his track, and he turned around to see Ymir and Reiner walk towards him. The two offered him a greeting smile.

"Shouldn't you get ready for tonight?" Ymir snickered, raising a brow. "Or you decided to dump Reiner at the last second?"

"Ymir…" Reiner chuckled a bit awkwardly and then looked back to 'Historia'. "You alright, Historia?"

Eren shifted a bit, eyeing the two a bit hesitantly. Were they at the party too? Reiner maybe.

"As a matter of fact," Eren turned completely to face the two, expression serious. "Nobody should go to the Winter ball. There's an attack planned, you two need to stay safe."

Ymir and Reiner both looked shocked to this announcement. They shared an uncertain look and then looked back at 'Historia'. Seeing how serious she was, they started hesitating.

"Who the hell wants to hurt ya?" Ymir huffed, hands resting on her hips as she looked at 'Historia' a bit protectively.

"A group of people father has been associated with. I need to confront him but… I think the Ball might still be held, since it's a huge event."

"Is there," Reiner blinked. "Is there any way we can help?"

Eren blinked to that, actually quite welcoming the help. He smiled, a mischievous glance in his eyes.

"Hmmm… I think you can. You need to warn a bunch of people about tonight. Don't say it's because of an attack just… Say that Rod Reiss has rabies."

To that, the three shared a loud laugh, loving this amusing twist. Ymir and Reiner agreed, and thus, the teens departed to do what they needed to do. Eren looked down on Historia's phone for the time.

3pm. Okay. No time to lose.

Eren rushed back home, expecting Rod to be there by now, and to the teen's relief, he was. Rod was in his study, working nervously. Eren burst into his study unannounced, which startled the older man.

"Historia?"

"Father, we need to talk."

Eren moved to Rod, and pressed her hands firmly on his desk, staring directly at him.

"The Ball tonight needs to be cancelled. Our lives at risk."

"Excuse me?"

"The Eldions are after us, father," Eren said sternly. "You didn't pay for what they wanted. They're going to explode our Castle."

Rod stood there, abashed and stunned as he stared at 'Historia' with wide eyes. Then, a frown appeared. He slowly rose up, giving Eren the darkest look ever.

"You are utterly mad. Leave before it gets worse."

"Father!" Eren slammed his fists on the table, growing impatient and angry. But his behavior wasn't helping, Rod was really thinking that his daughter had grown insane. "We will all die if you don't do something! I know about the Reiss' treasure! J-Just tell me why you would promise this to the Eldions!"

"ENOUGH!"

It was a flying hand to the cheek that shut Eren up completely. He stumbled a bit, and held onto his red, swollen cheek as he glared up to Rod.

"You know nothing you stupid girl," Rod spit out, eyes narrowed. "Be happy you have a father who looks forward to the family' s prosperity, since he has no son to do so. Now leave."

Eren couldn't believe that man. He was the worst human trash he's ever encountered. Reluctantly, he left the room , trying not to cry.

How? How can I save her? This isn't completely my fight. It's…

His eyes widened in realization, and he rushed to the nearest window. He looked outside, staring outside, at the forest…

"… Historia," he breathed out softly, narrowing his eyes. ".. Are you there?"

He needed to be sure. And quick.

Eren rushed outside, grabbing a bike and then started driving off. He drove to the Mountains without stopping. His breath was getting heavy and legs swollen. At some point, he gave up, and as he was driving up, the bike diverted and if it hadn't been for that branch at arm's length, Eren would've fallen down, and rolled down the mountain.

He got himself back up on his feet and then started running, not listening to his body scream in agony. Hope drove him up these mountains, hope to find Historia in that tower….

She woke up on a cold ground, groggy and completely disoriented. She looked up, seeing the inside of what looked like a room made of bricks, with plaques of family members tied to one another on the wall. She groaned, slowly trying to lift herself up.. When she felt something tied around her pinky. She looked down on it, seeing her handmade red thread wrapped around the pinky. She followed the other end of the thread and saw that she was tied… With her own plaque?

Huh?

She looked down on herself, and saw how flat her chest was, and boyish her clothes were. Eyes wide, she reached out to touch her chest and legs and gasped, realizing what was going on.

I'm Eren?

"HISTORIA!"

Eren called out as he reached the tower, completely exhausted. He was open the door but… It was closed.

"Shit! No! No no no no! Historia!"

He called out again, banging his fists against the door this time. He was growing desperate.

Historia gasped as she heard something from downstairs… Someone was at the door. She gulped, slowly untying herself from the thread and looked around for the key. Once she spotted the golden object, she glanced at it curiously.

… This looks familiar.

She thought, before leaving the room and slowly descending the stairs.

"HISTORIA!"

Eren called out at the top of his lungs, panting heavily from all the hike.

Maybe she left… I need to look around.

The brunet looked around in panic, and pushed himself from the door, running off…

She stopped by the stairs as she heard the banging stop. She swore she heard a voice calling her name for a moment. It was faint but… It sounded like hers.

Eren!

Historia rushed to the door, quickly opening it and letting the scent of liberty blow on her. She looked outside, seeing no one. Her shoulders slumped as she stepped outside, shyly.

"E-Eren?" she called out hopefully.

Eren almost tripped in his course. He swore he just heard somebody call him. The teen's eyes widened in hope as he glanced behind him.

… Historia?

"HISTORIA!"

He called back, running back to where he came from.

Historia gasped, looking around quickly as she heard her name. She started running to where she heard the voice, determined to find the boy.

"EREN!"

"HISTORIA!"

He kept calling out her name, hoping to lead her to him. He kept running and running but now… He was back at the tower, and the door was open?

Did I pass her? No way!

He panted, looking around in panic as he cupped his hands over his mouth:

"HISTORIA!"

Historia stopped in her track when she heard the voice coming from behind her. How did this happen? She had been looking all over the place!

"EREN!"

She panted, and turned back, returning to the tower… But no one was there.

The girl felt hope vanish as no one responded, and heard no life around her. She sniffed, and looked back to the tower, thinking. Her last hope was that he was inside… So she walked upstairs slowly.

Eren looked around with confusion, panting heavily and feeling his legs give up slowly. Did he pass her? How? No. Maybe…

He looked up to the tower slowly, as if the small tower had an answer.

Without thinking, Eren moved upstairs, exhausted, but hoping that she was there.

Historia had reached the fateful room, looking down on her thread. Her undetermined future… Her gift to the boy she loved. Why was it here? Why was she in Eren's body?

She sunk down on her knees, sighing shakily and reaching for her thread, the only thing that was supposedly bonding her and Eren…

Eren reached the room completely exhausted, yet determined. Once he saw the room was empty, he released a loud groan of sadness and frustration. His eyes landed on the thread he had left behind, and sunk his knees by it. He sniffed, reaching for the thread slowly, the only thing that was bonding him to Historia…

As they both looked up, they would see another person sit in front of them, a very familiar person. Teal eyes were soon staring into bright blue ones, and fingers were brushing as they both touched the thread.

Historia was looking at him with wide, confused eyes. She didn't even realize that she was back in her body, just that… She was staring at him.

Eren was looking at her with also wide eyes, but they soon softened with relief as he realized what this meant. She was here. She was safe. And in this moment, this moment only, they shared the same space, and the same timeline.

The boy smiled softly, feeling the emotions sink in as he silently looked into her beautiful orbs. With the purest, most adoring smile, he dared to speak:

"Hi…"

Historia's eyes widened even more when he spoke, finding it so odd to have him here, speak to her. She felt tears gather in her eyes as she kept staring at him. He was smiling, and talking to her, did this mean that… He remembered? He knew who she was?

The Blonde let out a breathy chuckle, and carefully whipped a few tears away before giving him the brightest smile.

"H-Hi," she chuckled again, but the tears kept coming. She sniffed, desperately trying to whip them off.

Eren's eyes softened, not believing that she was really here. He carefully released the thread, relieved to see that nothing happened as he did so, and reached out.

Historia was getting so emotional, she was expecting Eren to hug her so warmly. She started sobbing happily as he did, now convinced that he did remember!

She carefully hugged him back, burying her face in his chest as she sobbed softly. He was really here! They were really hugging! And it felt amazing.

"Don't come to me when I don't even know you," Eren chuckled sadly, hugging her tightly. "I'm sorry… Everything's okay now."

Historia laughed softly, holding the teen tightly and nuzzling his chest. He smelt nice, like the forest in autumn…

"What in the Heavens are you doing in our tower?" Historia asked a bit playfully, to which Eren chuckled, still holding her dearly.

"Meet you of course," he said softly.

The two chuckled, and slowly pulled back, staring back into each other's eyes. Eren's expression saddened a bit.

"I'm sorry. I tied your thread with me… I don't want you to think that I determine your fate. I just… I just thought it was a way for us to meet… But… This thread is still yours, even though you gave it to me. Okay?"

Historia smiled fondly, her eyes glimmering with adoration and fondness, the tears made them even brighter. She shook her head slowly and reached out to take Eren's hand in hers.

"Don't be sorry… You're the only one I would want my fate to be shared with."

To these words, Eren stared at her, stunned. They sounded so sincere, so true. His expression thawed with happiness, smiling at Historia with a bright smile, that only confirmed to her that he accepted her words and feelings.

The two smiled at each other for a moment, silent as their eyes spoke for them. There was so much in them, so much telling the other how they were feeling after these months of knowing about the other's life. Pride, happiness, hope and relief were ruling in their eyes, but also something quite new for the two of them: Love.

A bit shyly, Eren moved closer to Historia, feeling his instincts kick in. He didn't even want to think about the rationality of the situation, and neither did Historia as well, since she was leaning in as well.

The two closed their eyes at the same moment, and let their emotions and body decide on what to do.

Soon enough, their lips brushed each other, and finally pressed against one another. They were kissing softly, not caring about the outside world just for a few seconds. It was just the two of them, finally reunited. Maybe it was fast, and irrational, but it was their story. Their story that they were writing together.