The sun's intense rays glare down onto her pale skin, there wasn't a cloud in the sky.

"Name." the officer ordered. "Mikasa Ackerman." she spoke with a soft smile. "Reason for enlisting?" the officer asked, looking up from his paper to give Mikasa a nasty look.

"I plan on joining the Military Police." she stated, determined with her answer.

Wait. This isn't how the story goes, right? Allow me to explain. In this alternate universe, the bandits never showed up at Mikasa's house. Meaning she never created a bond with Eren, and her parents lived. In this universe, her parents mean everything to her. She didn't live in the city, but rather in a small cabin isolated from society. She lived a happy childhood, up until the age of ten. The Colossal Titan breached Wall Maria, and wreaked havoc. Mikasa and her parents were able to make it out alive, and moved to Wall Rose. They didn't bring any supplies or currency along with them, so they were virtually . Her father received a job that barely brought food to the table, and even then he was walking twelve hour days. Her mother sewed for the local market, but was always exhausted. Mikasa couldn't bare to see her beloved parents like this, so she decided to change.

The officer scoffed, "You realize you need to get into the top ten to even consider the Military Police, right? And that's out of... the two hundred people enlisted currently?" the officer mocked. Mikasa chuckled, "Well, I suppose we will have to wait and see." she put simply. The officer rolled his eyes, and then continued to write down the remaining information.

She made her way to her given destination, where she would board a wagon. The wagon left in thirty minutes, and it would then take her to the training camp.

Mikasa was fifteen now, and she had been training non stop since the fall of Wall Maria. Her father informed her about her powerful genetics, and how the Ackerman family's members were all incredibly strong.

He wasn't lying, because within her first month of training she had taken down a full grown man that had stolen bread from the local market. Food was hard to get these days, so that bread amounted to a week long stash for just her family. The store keepers saw something in her, and said that she should "put her incredible strength to use".

So here she was, enlisting into the training corps. From here she would become a Military Police officer, and bring money in for her family. Maybe she could even move them into the interior, and determine them a safe and healthy life. It's all she could ever ask for.