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A traitor's journey (AOT)

To be reincarnated in the world of Attack On Titan is already a bad thing. But to be reincarnated as an Eldian orphan girl in Marley is even worse. With no other choice and tortured, Kali joins the Warrior Program, in order to gain the regeneration of the Titan shifters. There is only one thing that Kali wants: to stay alive in this wicked world, but above all, to free herself from hatred. And for this purpose, she is ready to do whatever it takes... *** - First of all, I am NOT an english native speaker, so if you see some mistakes, please let me know. But at least I am not clueless about this language (I hope?). - You can take this story seriously or not, the main thing is that you have fun reading this fanfic. - I am not rushing the story, so the first arc (if you want) will be about the Warrior program back in Marley. The arc with Eren Yaeger will come a little after. - The MC is neither an hero nor an evil villain, but an aggressive and rude girl with a strong will. After all, there is no evil in AOT. I will also respect the personality and psychology of the original characters (btw the dead won't be the same as in the original story) - About the romance in the story: the MC (a girl) is more attracted to other girls (like yuri you know), but this a minor part of the story. Going on dates while fighting Titans, and to grow kind of attached to enemies seems difficult I think (NO HAREM, NO 'LEMON') *** DISCLAIMER: I do not own the franchise, but I do own the MC, certain OC characters and some changes in the story. I do NOT own the cover so if you want to remove it just contact me.

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CHAPTER 3: THE ORPHANAGE (2)

(Tic Tac)

Lying on my back, I stare at the ceiling of the dormitory. In the middle of the night, all of the kids are dead asleep, while I stay awake like a fool. Each time I close my eyes, a feeling of panic assails me, and my throat becomes dry. Frankly, I hate this side of me, always powerless, always frightened by the possibility of disappearing, returning to this awful place...

(Tic Tac)

Time does pass slowly, as the shadows of the night seem to whisper, like a crowd murmuring and talking among themselves. I must look like a clown, acting like somebody else during the day, even though I am quite pathetic during the nigth. Viktor and Svetlana always praise me for being strong, but what if they knew that I was a fake? Well, if it's them, that wouldn't change a lot of things... But what about my pride? I am already six years old, you know?!

(Tic Tac)

Frustrated, I toss and run, with all of sudden the face of Viktor in front of mine.

"GWAK" I shout, surprised, while the eight-years old boy puts his hand over my mouth.

"Shhhhht! You're gonna wake up everyone, Kali!" mutter Viktor.

The kid looks at me gently as I nodd silently, but fuming inside. Oy, kiddo. Who do you think you are, hm? And don't scare me like that, to begin with! Next time I will bite you...

"Kali, perhaps... Do you have trouble sleeping again?" asks Viktor seriously, frowning and raising his eyebrows in a concerned manner.

Oh boy... What a sweetheart...

"There is no need to worry. That just happens sometimes, so..."

"No, Kali. I know that this does not happen sometimes, but almost every night. You are always like this, but to turn in on oneself is to slowly suffocate... We are friends you know, that pains me to see you so aloof. Watching you all these years, how hard you've tried, how..."

I interrupt him out of the blue, as his confession catches me off guard.

"I understand Viktor. So please... just let me sleep..."

The kid goes silent, before sighing.

"Okay, okay. If you want, I will sing you a lullaby, to help you sleep. My mother has sang it often... when she was still..."

Since I remain silent, Viktor takes it like a yes, and starts singing with a hint of nostalgia in his voice.

"Spi, mladenets moy prekrasnyy,

Bayushki-bayu.

Tikho smotrit mesyats yasnyy

V kolybel' tvoyu.

Stanu skazyvat' ya skazki,

Pesenku spoyu;

Ty zh dremli, zakryvshi glazki,

Bayushki-bayu..."

Wait, what is this language?! And how do you even remember the lyrics?!

"Bogatyr' ty budesh' s vidu

I kazak dushoy.

Provozhat' tebya ya vyydu

Ty makhnesh' rukoy...

Skol'ko gor'kikh slez ukradkoy

Ya v tu noch' prol'yu!..

Spi, moy angel, tikho, sladko,

Bayushki-bayu...

Bayushki-bayu..."

Oh, well... At least... that's kind of nice...

"Stanu ya toskoy tomit'sya,

Bezuteshno zhdat';

Stanu tselyy den' molit'sya,

Po nocham gadat';

Stanu dumat', chto skuchaesh'

Ty v chuzhom krayu...

Spi zh, poka zabot ne znaesh',

Bayushki-bayu..."

In the silent night, Viktor looks at the young girl sleeping peacefully, a smile on his lips.

"Good night, Kali..."

***

Damn, my neck hurts so much! Strangely enough, I didn't dream of anything last night, Not that I am complaining, you know? But, seeing Viktor with his smug face surely piss me off...

"Did you spend a good night? You... look less grumpy than usual, Kali."

'Mom' smiles at me, even when my eyes are cold, and my face is straight.

"Oh, 'Mom'. To be fair, I had a good dream. All of us were together, even the older kids who... are not here anymore? And we played a lot. By the way, I hope they are doing great. Right, 'Mom'?"

The young woman stays unfazed, but her eyes do not smile anymore.

"I miss them too"; she replies with a stern and low voice, unlike her usual soft voice.

"But you are a smart child. Be careful, after all, your turn could come faster than you think."

At that time, Svetlana rushes at me, crying so much that even 'Mom" frowns.

"What is the problem, Svetlana?" asks 'Mom' softly.

"I... I... I WANT TO GO TO THE PORT!!" shouts loudly Svetlana, making everyone wince.

"But... Why are you crying..." mutters 'Mom', startled by the fact that the girl throw a tantrum for so little.

"I WANT TO GO SEE THE SEA!!!"

"Okay! Okay! So stop crying, please!!!"

***

As we watch the ships floating on the water, Svetlana starts laughing like crazy.

"BAHAHAH! Did you see her face? The old hag is soooo funny!"

As Viktor and I look at each other, I bit my lips and ask to myself... Where is the sweet girl I knew two years ago?! Fuck! Svetlana, I am really concerned about your future...

"Hey, Kali..." keeps talking Svetlana more seriously. "What is on the other side of the ocean? Do you think... is there really the spawns of the Devil, like 'Mom' said? Or... is there something else?"

As nobody answers, we look in silence at the water. The only sounds we hear are the waves, the seagulls flying over us, and the sailors with the fishermen speaking and laughing in the distance. As we can even smell the sea, all is calm, so peaceful...

"We've never been there"; says Viktor. " So I don't know... I really don't know..."

Thanks for reading, I hope you liked this chapter.

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