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~~~Recap~~~

With the town bustling with activity, Hari decides that he should take advantage of this peace. He restocks the potions supplies with extras and comes to a decision. He calls the main leaders together in the main dining hall of the original house, now dubbed the Town's Heart.

"I have decided that I am going to take advantage of this peace that we have, as there are no more stupid government antics for sacrificing people or major attacks. I have seen with the map some of the Shifters and so, I come to an important decision. I will be joining the trainees and later, the Survey Corps."

~~~Dying World~~~

The three leaders stared at Hari in varying degrees of shock.

"Wait! What if we need help with potions or something? You're the only one with the magic needed to make potions!" Isabel bursts out.

"We have enough unless the incident of Maria is repeated in another area, which I highly doubt, but I can always create charms that we can use to alert each other about emergencies."

"Then let one of come with you," Furlan states, much calmer than Isabel.

"You're all too recognizable, especially with you guys having connections within the corps and Carla's son is joining this year, and it isn't healthy to take the Polyjuice potion continuously, let alone for years," Hari calmly counters.

"What about a permanent de-aging potion? With a color changing potion for our hair and those contact lens things that I had read about?" Isabel suggested, bouncing up and down.

"Then you guys would be too young to enter training. That would only work for Carla."

"I'll do it," Carla states, stepping forward.

"You know that means you'll see your son. Would you be willing to do that? See him and pretend to not know him? Be the same age as your son?" Hari states, trying to gently dissuade her.

"I-I will. He's strong. He has Mikasa and Armin with him."

"If you really want to do this, then I'll brew the potions tonight and you can take them tomorrow. We can claim you were from another area of Wall Maria and that your papers were lost in the wake of the fall. Pack what you want to keep with you, make sure to take one of the Corps' bags with the extension charm. The admissions are in two days. Make sure to tell whoever you need to that you are leaving."

The group splits apart, setting off to make preparations for the departure. As Hari walks back into his personal bedroom, the room darkens and becomes colder, shadows swirling to form a vortex. From the center of the vortex, a looming figure appeared, holding an ancient tome in one hand and a scythe in the other.

"Master."

"Death. Are you here because of my decision? To go into the Corps?"

"Master. I thought you said that you wouldn't enter the Survey Corps when you had arrived."

"I know, I know. The town has become established and so peaceful, it's nice, but I have this feeling that there's something I'm meant to do in the Corps. I can feel it in my gut." The being laughs and smirks at Hari.

"That may be because you're destined to meet your soulmates in the Survey Corps."

"Soulmate? How can I have a soulmate, let alone two, in the Corps if I came from a different dimension?"

"You were always destined to come here. Don't fret about it. Anyways, good luck, Master! I added some gifts for you!" Death calls cheerily, feeling more humored by dumping the information, and started fading into the shadows.

"Wait! You can't just spring that fact that I have a soulmate on me and leave!" Hari huffs, realizing that he had shouted to an empty room. "Stupid Death…." He shakes his head and starts to pack all of his stuff into one of the charmed bags, including a large supply of unbreakable blades, his shrunken Firebolt, and a miniature dragon figurine.

~~~Dying World~~~

At dawn, Hari and Carla meet up in the Town Hall, each carrying a single bag. Carla had just taken the potions and put in some colored contacts. She now looked like a female version of Eren, only with red tinted brown hair and sky blue eyes. As Hari took out the Portkey, Isabel's voice called out from behind them.

"Hey, wait!" she cries, hurrying over to the pair. "Take this!" She shoved a bag into Hari's arms, filled with pastries and other homemade goodies. "Share it with anyone from Shiganshina. It should help you ease into the group. I had asked some of the different shops and bakers to make foods and such," she rushes out, looking nervous.

"Thank you," Carla says, smiling at the panting girl. Furlan comes up from behind Isabel and holds her be her soldiers.

"We can hold the fort here. You just worry about surviving the training. If anything happens, then we can always use the charm." With their final goodbyes, the pair activates their portkey, which had been set to an alleyway not far from the entrance of the training grounds.

Hari and Carla disappear with the activation of the Portkey. Both stumble out of the landing, collapsing on one of the walls of the alley. Carla heaves while Hari shakes his head, trying to get rid of the sensations of portkey travel.

"Sorry, I know that portkey travel is nauseating. Should've warned you…"

"It's fine. I just wasn't expecting that. As long as I don't have to travel by portkey for a long while, I'll be fine." After taking a few more seconds to recover, both stand up and turn to the exit of the alleyway.

"Ready?" Hari asks, looking at Carla.

"Ready. And remember, my name is Caroline, nicknamed Carol."

"Yeah."

The two walk out of the alley and onto the street. The Portkey had dropped them in an alley about half a mile away from the training academy. They begin to walk to the academy and manage to reach it in time for the opening of the gates. As they walk forward, they manage to spot Eren, Mikasa, and Armin ahead of them. Carla stops walking, causing Hari to turn to look at her.

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah….. It's just, they've grown so big."

"Once we get rid of the titans, you can talk to them all you want."

"Yeah."

They continue to walk into the training grounds, where they recieve jackets that had the trainee corps symbol, the crossed blades. As they put their belongings in a room with all of the others, as they had not yet received dorm rooms, Mikasa spots Carla and scrutinizes her. She walks over to Carla.

"Hello."

"Er, hello? Is there something I can help you with?"

"Do you happen to be related to the Yeagers? You… look like the feminine version of my brother. With different coloration. Are you related to him?" She points to Eren, who was putting his belongings away on the boys' side of the room.

"Hmm. You're right, we do look similar, but I don't think I have any cousins or anything. It's strange how similar we look though. My name is Caroline. Caroline Hunter."

"I'm Mikasa."

Carla spots Hari and waves him over. As Hari spots Carla's waving, he walks over.

"Hey," he greets, waving to Mikasa.

"Hello. I'm Mikasa," she greets softly, shifting her red scarf over her mouth. She gives the room another look over. "Eren, Armin!"

"Mikasa! I was wondering where you went. Who's this?" Armin greets, jogging over to the group, Eren not far behind.

"I'm Hari." He nudges Carla's side to make her stop staring. Shaking out of her stupor with a start, she also greets them.

"I'm Caroline. You can call me Carol."

"Up close, they look even more related," Mikasa interjects.

"Wow, the similarities are uncanny. Are you sure you aren't related?" Armin states, looking between Eren and 'Carol'. "Oh, I'm Armin, by the way."

"Eren," the green-eyed boy states, staring at Carla.

"So… why'd you all join the military?" Hari asks awkwardly, trying to break the silence.

"I'm here to join the Survey Corps and eliminate all of the titans!" Mikasa and Armin share looks.

"We're" Armin starts, gesturing to himself and Mikasa," here to make sure this dummy doesn't get himself killed. Why'd you two join?"

"We wanted to help others as much as we can," Carla answers quietly, still staring at Eren.

As a few more awkward, silent moments passed, the entire group jumped as a whistle was heard, signalling for the trainees to go to the courtyard for the introductory speech.

~~~Dying World~~~

"Allow me to introduce myself. I am Commander Keith Shadis and I am your instructor. For the next year, you will be under my command." He glares at the group, particularly staring at Eren. "Do not presume that every one of you will make it. By the end of today, there will be less than half of you remaining, I ! Name, district, and why are you here!" He points at Armin.

"Armin Arlet, sir! From Shiganshina, sir! To get back our home, sir!" The blond haired boy states firmly, straightening up and saluting. He continues to stare straight ahead of himself, even when the commander bent down to intimidatingly stare him in the eye. The commander eventually nods to himself and moves to the next person.

"Alright, alright…. You! Name, district, reason!" He yells at a darker skinned boy who had dark grey, shaved hair.

"C-Connie Springer, sir! Fr-From Ragako Village in Rose! Sir! Here to fight for the walls, sir!" He trembles slightly, attempting to salute. Many of the other trainees wince, knowing that he saluted with the wrong hand, while others look sympathetically.

"You're the one that saluted on the wrong side earlier."

"S-sorry, sir!"

"Is your heart on the right side?" Shadis questions rhetorically.

"N-no, sir!"

"That salute signifies your pledge to dedicate your life to defending the walls. You will use your RIGHT hand over your heart that is on the LEFT side!"

"Y-yes, sir! Sorry, sir!"

"Get it right next time," he demands, already walking to the next vict- I mean trainee. "You! Name, district, reason!" He stops in front of a black haired boy with freckles.

"M-Marco Bott, sir! I'm from Trost in Rose, sir! I'm here to dedicate life and limb to the king, sir!" Shadis stares at him.

"Dedicate life and limb?" He pauses. "Here's the thing. The king doesn't want your lousy life or limbs." The boy looks ashen, but still salutes. Shadis moves on to the next person. "You there! Name, district, reason!" He yells at the light brown haired boy who was standing arrogantly.

"Jean Kirstein, sir. I'm from Trost, sir," the boy, Jean, answers smugly, standing relaxed and half-heartedly saluting. "I'm here so that I can join the Military Police and live in the interior, sir." What happened next made the other trainees smirk. Commander Keith Shadis leans back the slightest bit and slams his forehead against Jean's. Jean crumples to the floor, holding his forehead.

"Did I say you could sit? If you can't follow orders then the Military Police doesn't want your lousy ass."

"N-no, sir!" Jean quickly stands back up, still holding his forehead.

"Boy, you get that attitude of yours out of here. We need soldiers who are willing to lay their lives down to protect the walls. We don't need arrogant little boys who will be liabilities." Munch. Munch, munch, munch. The entire group turns to the source of the noise. Shadis becomes infuriated. "You! What do you think you're doing? Name and district!"

"Sasha Brause, sir! From Dauper Village in Rose, sir! As for what I'm doing, I'm eating a potato, sir!"

"And where did you get that potato?"

"The kitchens, sir!"

"Why do you have that potato?"

"Sir! I was passing by the kitchen and saw that there was a freshly steamed potato that was ready. I thought that I shouldn't let it go to waste, so I decided to eat it, sir!"

"Why are you eating the potato?"

"Are you asking me why people eat potatoes, sir?" She innocently asks, causing everyone else to stare or facepalm. Shadis leans closer.

"Why are you eating the potato here?" She looks honestly confused before her eyes light up as she reaches a (very wrong) conclusion.

"Did you want half of the potato, sir?" As she splits the potato, Hari facepalms, Carla sighs, and the Shiganshina trio stare incredulously.

~~Dying World~~

Hari stares out the window.

"She really chose to keep running laps than skip dinner? She's crazy!" One of the other recruits, Jean, states, also looking at the running girl through the window. All of the cadets were at the mess hall, eating bland soup and bread for dinner. Some of the cadets surrounding the group (Hari, Carla, the trio, and the eventual 105th Corps), nodding in agreement. They watched as the exhausted girl finally entered the building, turning back to their meals. She entered the mess hall and was waved over by a petite blond haired girl.

"Would you like to join us?"

"I-" she pants "would…. Love…. To…." She's quickly passed a bowl of soup and she digs in, slurping up her soup in moments.

"Dauper? That's a hunting village right? Makes sense that they would try to eat whenever they can…" One of the trainees mentions. The nearby cadets nod in agreement, turning back to their dinners. While Hari, Carla, and the trio converse, Jean starts to look down the table and his gaze lands on the group and he spots Mikasa. His eyes widened as he took in her looks. Ignoring the fact that she almost never left Eren and Armin for the entire day, he walks up to her.

"Hey, baby, how about you ditch these losers and be with me?" He asks, attempting to slide his arm around her while gesturing to Eren and Armin. Eren quickly jumps up, pushing Jean's arm away from Mikasa.

"Don't touch her!" He yells, pushing Jean away from the bench. Jean stares at Eren and smirks.

"You think a loser like you can stop me?"

"I'm the loser? You're the one trying to put your arm around Mikasa, when she doesn't even know you!" Mikasa and Carla pull Eren down, right as the door to the mess hall opens.

"What is going on here?" Commander Shadis yells, staring suspiciously at the cadets.

"Sasha farted, sir," Mikasa blithely states, discreetly handing some bread over to the girl, who had her jaw dropped.

"You again? Try to be more decent, would you?" He shakes his head and leaves, much to the laughter of the cadets watching.

Sorry for another late chapter! Trying to figure out how Hari and Carla were going to meet the Shiganshina trio was extremely hard! I know that the dialogue won't be perfectly the same as canon, but I am going off memory. I tried to get it as close to what I remember happened. I know that the whole dinner fart thing didn't occur until after their first training, but I decided that it fit here.

Oh and I have no idea how to make Jean's flirting less awkward…..

And to address one of the longer comments:

Sailor Dragonball 87: This is set right, currently, during the very beginning of the SnK timeline, where everyone is young and innocent (and furiously murder-ish for one), at Trainee Camp (not No Regrets). I changed the spelling of Harry's name to Hari because I have a personal preference for it and it seemed like it fits in more than Harry. Isozaki is in fact an OC, one that I created solely to start up the story, as I didn't want to start with No Regrets straight out. The survivors will get the chance to return to their families once the 'Council' (Hari, Carla, and others) deem that it is safe enough, as in they won't get killed by titans again. After he saves Marco, I do have plans for what he will do with the information. And no spoilers, so maybe he'll save Erwin, maybe he won't. Dun, dun, dunnnnn! :P Same with the Titan shifters…. Just wait for my very, very far away update…..

~~~~Dying World~~~~

~~Omake~~

{In between 'meeting' the trio and the introductions}

"Hey, Carla?"

"Yeah?"

"Why didn't you mention your son was this cute?"

"Hari….."

"Sorry, sorry. But he's like a little fluffy ball of rage. It's kinda cute. And his eyes are so pretty. Your descriptions gave them no justice ..."

"Hari…."

"What?"

"Do you have a crush on my son?"

"No… Maybe?"

~~~NOTE~~~

If not for the fact that I just discovered the copy and paste feature for , I would have stopped posting here after this chapter. I write all of my stories in Google Docs now, and it is tedious to copy to Word and then upload that doc to . So yeah. Sorry?