Lost Siblings {Levi & Mikasa} DISCONTINUED

3] her.

Ok, so you're probably wondering, who came? Who left? Who is she? I'm a big brother?!
Well, I'm gonna go ahead and answer those questions.

Well, when I went back home after keeping a distance...I saw something.
Something big.
It totally changed my life.
My mom, giving birth, but also...dying in the process.
I sight I never wanted to see, but I guess Ryuk just decided to come and take my mom. Geez. (A/n tell me if you get the reference😝)
She was in labor, and no one but me was there to witness it all.
She kept pushing, already knowing how to give birth, and took deep breaths.
All I could do was watch.
I watched as the baby just came out.
I watched as my mom laid on the floor. Dead.
I don't know how, but she was dead. Her chest was completely stopped. Her eyes closed, and just like a death scene, her hair was shuffled around and her arms and legs were all wonky. No breath. That was it. I could've helped my mom. I could've called for help. But I just stood. Stood and watched. It's all I could do after witnessing that horrible scene.
I was stuck. My legs didn't feel real. Everything just seemed like a blur. Nothing seemed right, and everything was not as it should be.
Slowly, tears started dripping. Dripping from my scarred eyes. I collapsed. And laid there in defeat. As if it was my fault.
But it wasn't. Of course it wasn't.
It was that little brat I had to care for. The little brat that took my mom's life. The little brat that ruined everything.

Instead of screaming or crying. I picked up the small human monster thing, and walked out of the room.
"Kutchel's dead." I said simply to the manager.
"And here's the child. The child that she kept. The child that killed her." I spat through my gritted teeth.
"Wh-whaaa?" The tall manager stood there in disbelief.
"She's dead, and she's here. Did you not here me the first time idiot?" I didn't care anymore. I just spoke my mind instead of being the 'innocent' child. From that day, I never acted the same. I always wore a dull expression, and didn't socialize with anyone. I'd glare at anyone who dared touch me, and said cruel things. The only thing that kept me going was my good for nothing sister. She obviously needed to live. I wasn't just going to let her die after she killed my mom. Oh, my sister is going to live the cruelest life, and she's going to suffer for everything that she's done to me.

[time skip to 2 years later]
I was 12 now, and my sister was 2. We lived on the filthy streets, because we had no house. She always begged for food and crap like that, but I always told her to be patient, it's a virtue.
I finally found a good hiding spot, and put her there. Then I left to go find some food.
Finally, I stumbled across a bread shop. Time to get into your acting position Levi.
"Ahem, excuse me sir?" I said in a baby like voice.
"What do you want?"
"My sister and I want some bread, but we son't have the money. Could you possibly spare a piece?"
"Oh ok honey sure you can have some bread!" He said jokingly in a motherly voice. "Hell no you can't just have some bread! I'm trying to make a business you twat now scram before I call your mawmy!"
Grr. This guy pisses me off. I might be super short, but that doesn't mean I can't protect myself.
"Now your pissing me off." I said sharply.
"Aww, did I set awf da wittle time bamb?"
"Alright now you're pushing it bud." Then I kicked him in the leg, grabbed some bread, and purposely ran slow.
"Hey you brat! Get back here!" He ran, and pulled me up by the hair.
"Help me! Help me! All I did was pick up some bread and now he's gonna hit me!" This act always works. Watch.
"Hey you!" A member of the military police yelled at the man. He looked over.
"Yeah you! Let go of that kid and let him be! He was just looking at the bread!"
"Wha? But officer sir, he kicked me and nearly broke my foot and ran off with the bread!"
"I highly doubt that a young boy of his height and age could nearly break your foot, let alone steal bread."
I glared at the guy for judging me by my height and assuming my age. But then I put a pouty look on before he turned around to look at me.
"I mean look at him! Why would he wanna hurt anyone! Even if he did, he's probably starved!"
"Oh, um, it's not for me sir. It's for my little sister. She's 2 and she's so hungry. After our mom died, we've been living on the streets with just a scrap or two to eat here and there."
"Man, it hurts to see this kinda stuff. As for you, I'm gonna lock you up!"
"Grrr, you little devil you'll pay for this!"
Ha! No I won't I'm too precious. Plus, I'm not the devil, that's my little sister.
I ran off with the bread, and found my sister, ripping off a piece for her.
She beamed with joy at the sight of food. "Thank you Onīsan!"
"Don't mention it." I said with my usual dull expression.
Then we ate in peace, and that idiot got what he deserved.

Ok, I'm gonna stop it right there. Kinda a filler chapter, not much going on. Anyways please comment if you like it, and if I should keep going!
Byeeeeeeeeeee
-J