First chapter of the rewrite, finely crafted in only two days. New personal record!

I think I broke my heart writing this. It's a dark and cruel world in Attack on Titan, and this chapter will reflect that. This story is listed under horror for a reason, you've been warned! Also, spoilers for the manga. Duh.

Third time is the charm, now begins the tale again.

Chapter One: Daughters of Titan Blood

Klara Meadows was broken.

Her face resembled a lifeless doll, her amber eyes hollow and perfectly reflecting her torment. Her face was bloodied and swollen, her brown hair tangled and covered in filth. Her fingers were all gone, having been cut off during her days of torture. What remained of her hands were bound behind her back, dirty and bloody bandaged covering her finger stubs. A torn and bloody white rags barely preserved her modesty, soaked with countless tears. She was forced to kneel down upon the tall stone wall, being held captive by the Marleyan Soldiers. And she wasn't the only one, countless other victims were lined up next to her, all sharing the same torment and cruel punishment that awaited.

There was no hope left in her. What was the point of her life now? They had already taken her far from home, with no way to return. She had already be tortured and raped countless times, along with the other unlucky souls here. She didn't know where her mother and brother were, if they were even still alive. Her father Issac was gone, captured by the enemy for the Armored Titan held by his body. Then they came for his wife and children, to punish him for forsaken their side decades ago. Where ever he was, she knew that he suffered the same torture that she did, which only made her misery grow.

They had broken her spirit, striped her body of its dignity, and shattered her pride. She wanted to hate them, to scream every curse in the world at them. But she couldn't, they made sure she didn't have any inner fire left to resist their sick actions. She was exhausted and powerless, all she could do was silently pray to a God she didn't know.

The steam boat that transported them here had arrived to this island barely half an hour ago. They were unloaded onto the docks and pushed up the stone steps at gunpoint. They were forced to kneel down at the edge of a 30 meter wall near the shore, where the slightest push could send them falling to their deaths.

One by one, her fellow prisoners were injected with the serum, beginning their transformation into monsters. They were then brutally kicked in the spine, sending them falling off the wall. The deliberately left her for last, forcing her to watch as each of her people was mutated into a mindless Titan.

There was no sympathy in their captors eyes, no mercy in their hearts for them. To the Marleyan soldiers, this was a twisted game that brought delight to their dead souls. In their minds, the captive Eldians deserved every ounce of this hell. For being descendants of Ymir, the Titan Goddess. Children of the devils they were called, and were being punished severely the actions of their ancestors.

But the worse despair Klara felt was the fact that someone she dearly loved was here. Her younger sister, Teresa, had been captured and suffered the same torture as her. The poor blond girl knelt down next to her sister, terror clear in her broken jade eyes. Marleyan soldiers held loaded rifles to their backs, ready to fire bullets into their hearts should they try to break free.

After what seemed like an eternity, their captors finally turned their attention to the sisters. The rest of their brethren had already been turned into Titans, and they would be next. The hellish humanoids now moved toward the inland, where the free Eldians lived within the Walls of King Fritz. Their stomachs twisted in knots as the enemy commander began to walk towards them. His heavy boots echoed on the cold stone, sending their hearts hammering in fear as he gave them a cruel smile.

"Don't worry, little girl. I haven't forgotten about you two." The commander mockingly patted Teresa on the head. The blond girl was deathly still, and could only whimper in fear as tears of anguish fell down her cheeks. Like her older sister, she too was tortured and broken, with no way to escape. "Such a shame we have to punish a pretty thing like you. I'm sure you would have made a good whore one day." The man cruelly laughed. His partner roughly grabbed Teresa by her torn hair, holding her still as a vial of serum was prepared.

"No! Please, spare her! I'll do anything!" Klara begged. Her pleas were met with a brutal strike to the cheek, splitting her lips and knocking her teeth loose.

"Be quiet, you devil bitch." The commander growled. "You'll be joining her soon enough."

"I don't care what you do to me. Just don't hurt her!" Klara desperately pleaded for Teresa again. Her second attempt for mercy failed as well, a cry of pain came from her mouth as a combat boot cracked her ribs. She could hear Teresa crying louder at seeing her older sister brutalized, but they were both powerless to stop it.

"Didn't I tell you to shut up?" The commander asked with a smirk, though Klara was smart enough to know it was a rhetorical question. "You can blame the stupidity of your father and mother for your fate. It is strictly forbidden for an Eldian to breed with a Marleyan. We're just correcting the mistake they made." He then waved his hand toward one of his subordinates, who brought the vial toward Teresa's neck. "Abominations like you should never have existed in this world."

"No! I don't want to be a Titan!" Teresa wailed. The blond girl began to hyperventilate, tears and mucus streaming down her face as a needle pierced her neck and emptied it's contents into her bloodsteam.

"That's too bad." The commander coldly replied. He then kicked Teresa off the wall, watching in apathy as she fell to her doom.

"Teresa!" Klara screamed in anguish as her sister fell into the sand dunes below. The blond girl shared her cries, before an explosion of orange lightning enveloped her body. When it faded Klara could see a limp Titan where here sister landed, searing steam rising from the feminine looking giant. All she could do was stare in shock, numb to the world as she felt her heart shatter into pieces.

"Have a good time in hell," Were the last words she heard before a needle was thrust into her neck as well. A sharp kick to her buttocks sent her falling off as well, her vision fading as an explosion of lightning enveloped her as well.

It was agony beyond description, words could not describe what Klara felt in that moment. Every fiber of her being was on fire, being torn apart and rebuilt by the Titan serum. She couldn't breath or scream, she could only wait until the eternity of torment finally stopped. A massive body formed around her human self, enveloping her in countless layers of flesh and bone. She grew to 14 meters in height, taking on a feminine appearance with a face that resembled her human self.

But her bloodline ensured her new colossal body became very different from the other Titans. Very little skin was formed, allowing exposed muscle to be seen instead. Thick bone plates of varying size hardened over her flesh, giving her an armored covering but allowing movement. Her fingers were hardened and formed into vicious claws, dangerously sharp and promising brutality.

Her eyes opened suddenly, glowing in a fiery rage that promised death. Her human self was buried within the monster, but her new Titan body could smell the humans who hurt her nearby. An unbearable hatred seized her body at their presence, blazing like an inferno that threatened to burn everything into ashes. Brief memories of what they did flashed through her feral mind, sending her into a crazed frenzy.

They hurt her.

They hurt her baby sister.

They hurt her family.

They ruined her life.

She was innocent.

They were the monsters.

And she would punish them.

MAKE THEM SUFFER!

The small part of her conscience that remained wondered why she looked so different then the other pure Titans. But she quickly forgot that thought. Now she had the power of a Titan at her disposal, and the bastards who made her life a living hell would pay dearly.

Her new bones claws assisted her well in the climb up the steep wall. Her fingers chiseled through solid stone with ease, pulling her up and to the top in only seconds. Her large and ominous eyes caught sight of the humans she hated, and she wasted no time to attack.

Titan Klara picked up the commander responsible for turning her into this monster only moments before. He would be the first to suffer her wrath. Ignoring his desperate screams for help, she brought him to her maw and savagely bit down through his spine. The sickeningly sweet blood of invaded her mouth, but that just made her hungrier. She swallowed his dismembered corpse and turned towards her other prey, the soldiers looking at her in utter terror.

She ignored the bullets they desperately shot into her colossal body, the wounds rapidly healing shut. They were only making her angrier, giving her more reason to lash out with her hate. Her bone claws reached out, ready to claim another morsel to devour. They would pay, all of them. Her tormentors would die. They would be ripped apart by her vengeance, and she would savor their blood.

Her hand slammed down upon the wall she crawled on, crushing a soldier who shot her in the face. With a swipe of her hands she sent another two flying, her claws cleaving through their bodies and sending them flying away from the wall. She then grabbed and squeezed another soldier hard enough to break his bones, tossing the limp man into her mouth and crushing him to bloody bits.

Human flesh tasted so good… she had to have more of it. More. She wanted more!

With no more enemies upon the wall, she jumped off and thundered towards the docks down below. She delighted in the screams that her once tormentors wailed, using her colossal strength to smash apart the boat they fled into. Her ghoulish hands reached inward, crushing or snatching up those within.

She didn't care about the horrific carnage she was causing. Nor did she care about the countless bloodstains that painted her massive face. Her mind was lost to the desire of her Titan, and it wanted to feast. None would escape. She would devour them all!

"Klara, wake up!"

A frantic slap to her face woke Titan Klara up, freeing her from the nightmare she relived in her sleep. The moonlight illuminated the meadow of wildflowers they were currently in, but the beautiful scenery did nothing to ease the pain from that traumatic memory. But the sight of the one watching over her eased her heart, and gave her a feeling of comfort through this hell.

It was another female Titan leaning over Titan Klara, blocking the shining stars from her sight. Though she was much smaller in size, being around 5 meters in height. Golden blond hair fluttered in the breeze, large jade eyes staring at her with concern. Her claws and talons scraped against her armor, leaving light scratch marks on her shield from this world. Her eyes softened at the smaller Titan, it was someone she dearly loved. The one who gave her reason to keep on living after the hell she wanted to forget.

"Are you okay? You were screaming." The female Titan spoke. "Did you have another nightmare?"

"Yes, Teresa." Klara softly whispered. "I'm sorry for waking you."

"Don't be. I want to help you," Titan Teresa assured. She leaned for an embrace, giving Klara the closure she needed to relax her tormented mind. She laid still upon the fertile ground, feeling the cool breeze caress her searing skin as she tried to remember the past.

How long had it been since that day? Since they were torn from their home and brought here to become monsters? They didn't know. Or rather, they couldn't remember. They only had scattered fragments of their memories, little pieces of their past life that they could recall. A side effect from becoming Titans was the best explanation they could theorize. How long they spent as mindless Titans was uncertain, but they both agreed it was at least a year. They had gained control of their Titan minds only several days before, and luckily were able to quickly find each other again.

They were far different to the other Titans that infested this land, and not just in appearance. They still had their human bodies, bound to the flesh within their napes. While they did know how to exit their Titan forms, the mindless Titans forced them to remain within for their protection. Aside from the fact that they had no possessions to their name, or any clothing to cover up their nudity. Luckily for them, they didn't need to eat or drink to nourish their human bodies.

The unknown instincts in their brains guided them, allowing them to survive this strange new existence. They couldn't explain how, they just knew what to do and what not to do with their Titan bodies. It was if they were always meant to become these powerful humanoids of death, and they were slowly accepting their new livestyle.

But what made them so special? Why did they regain their minds and bodies when the other pure Titans had not? Why did they got a second chance, when the rest of their kin were damned to live as monsters? They didn't know that, and might never. Though they slowly witnessed their memories in their dreams, giving them hope that they would remember who they once were.

"Sleep now, sis. Don't be afraid, I'm here." Teresa nuzzled her older sister in affection. It was a strange sight indeed, to see two Titans be so gentle and caring towards each other. They loved each other unconditionally, and would be together until the bitter end.

It didn't matter that they were now Titans, monsters who craved human flesh. Hellish creatures that had slaughtered countless humans throughout history, making this world a living hell. They would endure the pain regardless, and go forward together.

It didn't matter that they were alone, and did not fully remember their shared past. Surely they would remember it in time.

It didn't matter that they were bound to the Titan Goddess, Ymir. Or that her actions 2000 years ago had led to their current misery in this cruel world.

They were sisters in blood. They had and loved each other. And the presence of each other was just enough to make this hell bearable. They would survive or die together, refusing to be separated after losing everything else. Little did they know, this was just the start of their story.