Within the walls of Sheena, everyone is not safe. Not men, not women... not even children. Everyone is or will be involved in something tremendously horrific. One from out of the walls has heard tales of Wall Sheena, and dared not to be involved with them. With all the reports of constant rape, death, missing loved ones, people would think it's completely shocking. Though, everyone inside thinks otherwise. It's normal and nothing new. If something that happens daily, of course people would get used to it.

The whole damn place was drenched in blood, all because of the people who lives there. Wall Sheena was supposed to be a new territory that could be the solution of avoiding titans, but it was now a place where people could fear more of others instead of the real threat. The government did their best to fix the problem by sending in soldiers to keep them in place, but it only made matters worse. They weren't even considered as a soldier by the way they take things. Instead of saving, they dictate and go along with the scandals.

It surely was a living hell...

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"D-Daddy! Pwease no!" A cry was heard in a small room from an apartment. The young child was whimpering as he was shoved to the ground. His left elbow was dragging him away from the man, who only stepped on his foot. "How many times do I have to remind you not to call me that!" The man knelt down to slap the child. The small frame bit his tongue during the abuse and caused him to taste his blood. As the sour liquid foamed out of the side of his lips, the older stood back up and chuckled sadistically.

"You're such a disgrace. Can't believe your mother wanted to keep a rat like you..." He harshly stated, and his words felt like a blade to the heart. "Grisha, hurry up! It's almost 8, and I'm starving!" A woman's voice was heard from outside the room.

Grisha is a 57 year old theft. Years ago, he met a beautiful woman who he never thought he'd meet and soon got her pregnant. He was angry for the unexpected pregnancy but he couldn't do anything because the woman wanted the child. Grisha has a bad feeling about it but he wanted to make the woman happy. Her name was Carla, a prostitute that was expected to please both men and women. She was different though. Deep down, she wanted something more than being a whore. She wanted to be normal and live a normal life.

That chance was then taken away from her when she gave birth. She lost so much blood, there was no chance of her surviving. Just like Grisha's heart... it truly devastated him. The one person he dared not to hurt had passed away in front of him. Sorrow filled within him and he could never turn back from this.

"C-Carla..." the weeping man cried out but was heard as a mutter. He clenched the lifeless hand as his face was toward the ground, staining it with his tears. The nurse that had helped throughout the delivery took the infant to another room. She worried that she'd interfere with the grieving that the man had to offer.

"This... Th-this is all his fault..." he locked his jaw, his crying stopped and looked up at the only woman he would ever love. His eyes filled with rage and pure anger. "He can't get away with this..." he kissed his wife one last time before walking away as a new man... a man with an shattered heart.

Grisha had some random lady look after him, and a few years later, the caretaker had passed away which led the child to be sent back to the man. At first, he didn't want to take the rat in, though an idea, terrible idea, had popped in his head. Since the kid was only 5, he was able to talk and walk, meaning he was eligible to be fit as a maid... and punching bag.

That 5 year old child is now 8 years old; Eren Yeager; barely living due to lose of blood and lack of weight. The only food he was able to grip on was the leftovers that his father would finish, which waste little portion. Eren didn't know what to do with his life, he only knew how to take a beating and starve. He wasn't taught anything other than to be a servant and a burden. The poor child was so lost, he was scared that if he tried to do anything new, he'd be abused by his own father.

The tall man spat at the boy before slamming the door behind him, grabbing his coat from the dining room and heading for the door where his girlfriend was waiting.

Eren lied there in the dim room, acknowledging the new stinging pain that he had developed yet again today. Tears overflowed, as his heart only thumped harder that he could hear. Suddenly, there was a light thud at the window. Eren made no effort to check it out until after 3 more thuds. Sighing and struggling to get back on his small feet, he limped to the window which had a view of another window.

He saw his only friend, Armin Arlert. A smart kid but a rather weird and anxious one. He was aware of the abuse but as a 5 year old, he didn't know what to do but comfort the kid. They would always talk when the monster was away. The youngsters both first met as they crossed paths in front of the apartments. Then when they found out they were only a window away, they began to develop a friendship that was as tight as ever.

"Eren... you okay?" Armin asked, tossing a piece of bread and box of tissues. Eren gratefully took it and put it to good use. Watching the kid eat, Armin sighed, grabbing his attention. "What?" Eren tilled his head while there was bread crumbs all over his face. "Why can't you let my daddy hewp you?" Eren knew where this was going since it always occurs every time they spoke.

"I told you... I don't want you or him huwt. I'll be oki" Eren assures him, though Armin never bought it, he leaned his chin against his left palm, sighing once again as he closed his eyes. "You can't be oki wif all those booboos."

Eren always loved Armin's concern, it made him feel special, though he didn't want to be such a burden and want the friend to be be overly concerned so he did his best to persuade the coconut head that he is fine, when he knows that it's a lie.

"Armin! Dinner!" A shout was heard from behind the shut door.

Armin on the other hand had a loving single parent. His mother abandoned them both to live a wild life, but it didn't stop the father to do the same for his beloved son. Armin's Father of his is only 17. He and his lover were only 12 when they received him, and it was a hell of a road for the both of them now that they had a child. It was too much for the girl to take, which made her leave. His father was lucky enough to be friends with the manager who ran the apartment and kept them in for free. Of course, his father had a free place but he also had a job at a bar to earn money in order for them to survive.

As much as his father worked and was able to support them, Armin was rather skeptical. He would find blueprints and weapons he didn't understand would be any great use for his father. When he asked, all he got as an answer was, "it's nothing to worry about, this is only for a friend of mine."

"I'll be back Eren, I'll bwing back some fuud!" Armin ran towards the door. "No! It's oki, I'm going to sleep, I'll see chu tomowwow" Eren stooped him. Armin wanted to say otherwise but he let it slide. "Goodnight, Eren" Armin and Eren bid their goodbyes. As the Brunet locked his window, he crawled onto the newspapers and curled into a small ball to keep him as warm as possible.

"It's oki..."

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A/N: kinda short, gomen! I hope you still enjoyed it though... I'll be posting soon again, so stay tuned.

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