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Ackerman’s Sister || Chapter 2
Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Sister Reader (strictly platonic), eventual Erwin Smith x Reader
Words:1,911
WARNINGS: Mentions of child abandonment/implied abortions
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CHAPTER TWO: STREETS
The Underground is a cruel place even to the adults that call it home with each day being a constant battle to survive by any means necessarily. Having that be said, most residents are rarely open to the idea of steepening their responsibilities for any reason even if it concerns children, therefore, it should be no surprise that the harsh environment holds the highest numbers of orphans and youth fatalities within the Walls.
Underground women who are unfortunate enough to discover they’re with child have three options: terminate the pregnancy, abandoned the baby after its first breath, or take the challenge of providing for more than one life. Many women who take the third option often end up returning to the second, leaving their child alone on the streets to either somehow fend for themselves or simply rot, regardless of their age.
Despite the heaviness that comes with having children in such a cruel world, Kuncel kept her pregnancy without hesitation which many of her coworkers and clients theorized to be a choice born through her own loneliness or perhaps even an unrequited love she felt towards whoever the child’s father was. Of course, neither were true for Kuncel decided to keep her unborn child simply through the instant love she felt for them, a love that somehow managed to grow the day you were born.
From the moment she had first held you snuggly in her arms, she knew she’d never feel regret over her decision regardless of the challenges that may befall her because of it. You were the image of innocence and perfection with your chubby rose-dusted cheeks and that little fluff of (h/c) hair upon your head, your tiny face scrunched up in frustration upon finding yourself in a new environment. Your existence melted Kuncel’s heart and seeing how in love she felt over you, it would’ve been a shame if she hadn’t allowed her next accidental pregnancy turn into another blessing.
Five years after your own birth, your mother gave life to another child, this time a son in whom she named Levi. You can still remember the awe you felt when looking down at your baby brother for the first time as the tiny guy wiggled and whimpered in your mother’s arms. You recall having reached your hand out, watching in utter amazement when it takes his whole hand to wrap around just one of your fingers, his crying slowly fading as if he already knew at only a day old that his older sister will always protect him no matter what. Of course, it’s a promise you’ve never let him down on even when the two of you hide away in a cold ally with Levi curled over your lap, fast asleep while you remain alert for any type of danger.
You don’t know the exact number of days that’s passed since the two of you left home, only that you’ve been wondering around the Underground streets for quite some time. You had naively believed that it would be easy to find somewhere else to say with a roof over your heads, but such proved to be impossible. Every abandoned building is occupied by the homeless and every adult shoos you away no matter how much you beg, forcing you to find sanctuary in allies, however, even those ‘homes’ are only temporary with either aggressive dogs or creepy addicts chasing you away.
You’ve been at your current spot for a few nights now. Located on the quieter side of town, you managed to make a makeshift roof with some planks of wood set on top of two barrels which are pushed away from each other just enough to allow you and your brother an area to sit, not lay. You even hung one of your torn blankets over the ‘doorway’, creating a barrier in which Levi can hide behind whenever you go out looking for food.
Speaking of food, your rations ran out quickly, not that you even had much to begin with, which means you’ve had to start putting in effort to fill your stomachs. Regardless of how often your search, you don’t usually find much aside from rare scraps in the trash behind pubs, but even that’s never enough for the two of you especially when the owner chases you off.
While neither of you have ever known what it’s like to feel full, your mother had at least ensured that you were never starving. Without her around, the two of you are quickly becoming malnourished, your cheeks visually sunken in with your body’s slowly turning to bone. You’re in possibly the worse condition due to your own habit of giving Levi the majority of whatever food you do manage to find. If there isn’t enough for both of you, he gets it all, no questions asked, at least, not on your part, that is. If anything, you’ve actually turned into a good liar with your time on the streets, telling your brother that you ate on the way home so that he won’t feel bad for taking what you give. He’s your priority, but that doesn’t exclude you from the natural requirement of food. If you continue your current path of starvation, neither of you will survive for much longer.
Maybe that’s why you’re in your current position, following some random guy from a comfortable distance with your eyes glued to his right pocket. Moments earlier you had seen him purchase something at a stand, pulling out a few coins from said pocket. If you can just get as many coins as possible, there’ll surely be enough for you to buy a decent enough meal for you and your brother. Hell, at this point you’ll take even a single loaf of bread. Anything counts.
It isn’t as if you don’t feel guilty over what you’re doing. Your mother taught you right from wrong, stealing being one of the actions that lands in the later category, but she also told you that as an older sister, it is your job to protect your brother. At such a desperate point in your life, you’ve had to decide which is more important to follow no matter how terrible you feel for taking from another person who might need it. Unlike the man you’re following, you and Levi are children who have no way of making money yourselves, meaning you need it more, right? At least…that’s what you keep telling yourself anyways.
The gruff man stops for a short minute at the intersection, seemingly to wait for a few carts to pull by before he can continue his way across. What makes the moment even better is he only has his left hand in a pocket, his right pocket being clear for you to take your chance.
Dashing forward, you make quick work reaching into the target, grabbing a handful of coins in a death grip, although, you aren’t fast enough to retract your hand in time. The second your hand disappears into the pocket, the man’s own is clenched around your wrist with a grip strong enough to leave a bruise which honestly isn’t much considering your current condition.
Gasping in fear, you immediately try to pull your arm away, however, you’re trapped. Instead of faltering, his grip only tightens by your struggling,” the hell you think you’re doin’ stealin’ from me, brat?!“
His glare is enough to kill, but it doesn’t deter you in any way. You refuse to give up on your fight, desperately pulling and clawing at his arm in continuous attempts at breaking free with your shouts drawing nearly everyone’s attention, yet not a soul dares get involved (not that you think any of them care).
“LET GO OF ME!” Suddenly, he throws you to the ground, your back smacking against the dirt and hard stone with such a force that it knocks the breath out of your lungs.
You weakly push yourself up, glaring at the man who opens his mouth to shout at you again, however, the words seem to be stolen from him after he finally gets a good look at you.
Taking his hesitation as your chance for escape, you leap up to your feet and prepare to run off, but once again, you find your wrist captured by the man. Given, this time his grip is looser than it was even if just by a little bit as he kneels down to your height,” hey, where do you think you’re going, huh? You’re Kuncel’s kid, aren’t ya’?”
While your mother’s name leaving his mouth makes you pause your struggle, you still turn to glare at him. Once getting a good look at his face, you can say that he doeslook a little familiar, but you can’t think of a name that matches. Even so, you don’t care. Chances are, he’s just some former client of your mother’s; no one special.
Despite your hostility, the man remains unfazed if not a little astonished, although, you’re sure you’re just imagining the last part,“ see, that look right there tells me you’re Kuncel’s kid…Gotta say, you’ve grown since the last time I saw ya’. What’s your name again?….What? You ain’t deaf, are ya’? Didn’t your mama teach you to answer people when they talk to ya’?”
You hesitate before realizing that he’s never going to let go until you cooperate. In defeat, you mumble you name which he surprisingly hears regardless to how low your voice is.
“And no last name?” You shake your head. Your mother never did tell you if you had a last name. You didn’t even know they were a thing until you were four, having overheard passersby on the street using each other’s first and last names. When you asked, Kuncel said that someone people just don’t have last names which has always been a good enough answer for you.
To your surprise, the man sighs at your answer. You expect him to call you a liar, but it never comes,“…that’s smart. You don’t need it anyways…And what about your brother? You’ve got one, right? Or did he die, too?”
Too? So, this guy knows your mother died? While you don’t question that part too much, you do refuse to answer him about any possible siblings which only manages to frustrate him.
Suddenly standing to his feet, the man turns heel and begins to quite literally drag you behind him,“ fine, don’t answer me, ya’ little brat. I’ll just hand you over to the Military Police. I’m sure they’d love a little thief like you with such an attitude-”
“-No!” You try your best to plant your heels into the ground. While it does nothing to stop yourself from being dragged, the man does at least stop himself, glancing over his shoulder in a bored manner, his eyes alone threating you to either answer his questions or he’ll do just as he previously said.
Stubbornly, you turn you head to the side away from him, staring at the dirt covered ground as you pray you aren’t making a huge mistake,“…he’s at our shelter…”
With that, the man finally let’s go of your wrist in which you rub afterwards, noticing the red mark he’s left. By the time you glance up at him with unspoken hatred, he’s holding his arms out with a snarl,“ now was that so hard, ya’ little brat? Go on, take me to him and no funny business or else it’s straight off to the MP’s for ya’.”
‘This will absolutely be a huge mistake.’
Ackerman’s Sister || Chapter 1
Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Sister Reader (strictly platonic), eventual Erwin Smith x Reader
Words:1,344
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CHAPTER ONE: MOTHER
You shifted, slowly blinking open your eyes before sitting up from your ‘bed’. Truthfully, it was only a few blankets laid out on the floor which offered only about two centimeters of cushion against the cold wood below, but you were use to it, after all, when you live in the Underground, one has to be able to adapt to anything.
Rubbing your eyes, you glanced over to your side, pleased to find your little brother still asleep, peacefully curled against you. His small body moved only ever so slightly with each breath he took, breaths that became visible in the air after parting from his lips.
Careful not to wake him, you raise yourself from the ground while providing him with your share of the blanket. Tiptoeing across the cracked wooden floorboards, you made your way into another room, one not much bigger than the closest-like one your brother and you shared.
The door creaked when you pushed it open, presenting an almost pitch dark space. There was only a sliver of light available in which allowed your eyes to adjust just enough to see the outlines of the room’s single bed and the figure sleeping in it. Nevertheless, you had been in the room enough times to memorize its layout even with your eyes closed,“ mama, it’s morning. Time to wake up.”
There was no answer from the woman. She laid motionlessly on her back with her face pointed towards the ceiling, eyes and cheeks hallow from hunger yet her face perfectly peaceful otherwise. It was a sharp contrast to the way it had been twisted in pain for the last month since she had fallen ill. As happy as you were to see her finally relaxed after so much suffering, she was too still for your liking.
“Mama?” You placed a hand to her cheek, hoping the action would stir her awake, however, deep down you knew even before you felt the coldness of her skin that such hope was useless. Slowly, you moved your hand to her mouth, hearing nor feeling no soft blow that would normally being rising up from her lungs. You let your hand fall back to your side,“…oh…”
You weren’t quite sure how long you stood here, staring down at your mother softly as your mind swirled with thoughts. She had been sick for a little over a month. Even though she assured you it wasn’t anything too serious, you smarter than that despite your young age. Given your living condition and her line of work, it was bound to happen one way or another. Perhaps that’s why you couldn’t force yourself to be surprised. Regardless…it hurt. It hurt more than your mind could even begin to comprehend in the moment.
“(Y/n)…?” That was enough to snap you out of your trace. Your head spun to look at the small child who stood in the doorway, his tiny fist rubbing the sleep away from his eyes,“ is mama feeling better today?”
You took long strives to him, making sure not to walk too quick to cause concern yet quickly enough to scoop him up in your arms and carry him away from a possibly traumatizing sight. Luckily for you, sleep still fogged his mind, the warmth of your body commanding him to rest his head against your shoulder which gave you the time needed to shut the door behind yourself, never to be opened by either of you again.
“A little bit, but she still needs her rest, so we have to make sure she gets it, okay?” You rubbed his back before setting him back on your shared pile of blankets,“ in the meantime, mama has a game for us.”
“What kind?” He blinked his eyes a few times, finally waking up enough thanks to his childish curiosity.
“She wants us to go on an adventure through town…” you thought for a moment before adding,“ and be like little soldiers.”
While you began to gather the few belongings you owned, Levi frowned with narrowed eyes,“ why would mama want us to be like those bastards?”
“Levi,” you sent him a halfhearted glare, knowing deep down you couldn’t be too mad. It wasn’t his fault the two for you had been exposed to such fowl language.
“B-But they’re so mean, (Y/n)! They treat us like trash and we’re not!”
“The Military Police’s do, yeah, but not all soldiers are like that. They aren’t supposed to anyways,” you sighed, folding some clothes and setting them in the center of a laid out blanket before searching for something to eat,“ in fact, I heard some men at the market once talking about a group of soldiers called the Survey Corps.”
“How could they be any different?”
“Well, they’re more heroic than the MP’s because I heard…” you kneeled next to him, looking around cautiously before whispering in his ear,“… they actually go outside the Walls and fight Titans.”
Levi looked to you with wide eyes, his voice of whisper of disbelief,“ no way.”
“Yes way,” you chuckled, handing Levi a small piece of bread. Even though it was rather stale, he didn’t think twice about stuffing it into his mouth after his stomach growled with hunger.
“'at’s just st'id,” he commented while chewing.
“Don’t talk with your mouth full, Levi.”
He shallowed, going quiet for a moment before asking,“…so how’s the game work?”
“Well, we’re gonna pretend to be Survey Corps soldiers. Mama is our commander and has sent us on a mission outside the Walls which will be in town. All the grow ups will be titans, so we have to avoid them as much as possible, okay?” Levi hung onto your every word, nodding as he took another bite of bread,“ our goal is to find a new land completely safe from titans.”
“When are we going?”
“Now, so let’s hurry up and get ready. We still need to pack all of our supplies. Make sure to grab anything you want. We’ll be outside the Walls for awhile.”
“Okay!” He was quick to jump up, hurrying to help gather everything you two had which wasn’t difficult considering neither of you owned much. You both only had a few pairs of clothes each which were passed down from your mother as well as a few blankets, a small supply of food, and a tiny stuffed animal you had found Levi two weeks ago when you had gone outside to get food when your mother was too sick to. Once everything was together, you tied the edges of the blanket together into a makeshift bag.
“I’m gonna go say 'goodbye’ to mama real fast,” while you worked, Levi went to run towards her bedroom door only for you to quickly snatch his wrists, pulling him back a bit too harshly which you regretted, although, you didn’t have time to worry over it for too long.
“Levi, wait!” You frowned at the confused look he gave you,“ um…r-remember, mama needs to rest. She might not be able to go back to sleep if you wake her up.”
“Oh…okay!” much to your relief, Levi didn’t question you any further, instead smiling as he took your hand.
After a quick peak outside to ensure no one was around to give either of you trouble, you turned to Levi with the most convincing smile you could muster,“ are you ready, soldier?”
He nodded eagerly, gripping your hand a bit tighter as the two of you exited your old home for, unknowingly to Levi, the last time. You only looked back once, a part of you begging to run back just in case there was a small chance your mother would wake up to wonder where you two were…but you knew that was wishful thinking. She was gone and no amount of wishing would bring her back. What you needed to focus on instead was keeping your little brother safe. From that day on, he was the only family you had left. You’d be damned if you ever let anything happen to him.
Ackerman’s Sister ||
Pairing: Levi Ackerman x Sister Reader (strictlyplatonic), Erwin Smith x Reader
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STATUS:Ongoing
SUMMARY: It’s no secret that Levi Ackerman is a very strong yet distant man set on keeping the most intimate details of his life hidden away from even his own squad, one of those details being the fact that he once had an older sister in whom dedicated everything she had to ensure his survival in the cruel world they lived in. At last, Levi’s new squad will learn her story and how Levi became humanity strongest man.
WARNINGS: This story will eventually contain mature themes such as death, gore, and strong language.
CHAPTERS:Prologue,Chapter 1,Chapter 2,Chapter 3,Chapter 4,Chapter 5,
