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Once upon a time, lived a rich but caring family inside a mansion within the middle of dark and dangerous woods. The family took well care of the small village that sat on the edge of the woods and in return, was well respected by the village people. 

The daughter was adored by all within the village. 

The daughter was well loved and cherished by parents. 

The daughter was worshiped by small handful of servants that served the mansion. 

The daughter who only knew love and pure bliss, who was truly happy. 

The daughter, would one day stand as the master of the mansion and carry on protecting the small village and help keeping it thriving for many years to come. 

The mansion belonged to the Ackerman clan, those who originally took shelter in the large, dark and unforgiving woods many years ago. They slowly built the mansion, turning it from a simple hut into the large and beautiful building it was now. 

And as the mansion could no longer hold all the families anymore, they build the village outside of the woods to keep all protected but close by. A single couple left to stay within the mansion, left to stay as the protectors and watchers of both the woods and the village itself. 

And the couple carried on with their duties, passing down such an honour to their children and their children children. Carrying on so until little Mikasa was born. 

But of course, the sons or daughters of the family would always be allowed to marry any who they'd fallen for. Inside the village or a passing traveller, as long as they would be happy, they could marry on their own free will. 

But the Ackerman mansion didn't hold a single duty, it held many and so, the family was always busy in their own little way. 

The handful of servants that were hired and treated like friends and family. Those with families of their own could always leave early, to be able to eat with their love ones and return home before it became overly dark since it was too dangerous and deadly for any but an Ackerman to walk through the woods alone once the sun had set. 

The servants who held no family or home to return too was given a guest room to use as their own. No servant rooms being held in the mansion, instead everyone was well treated and treated like an equal. 

The same rules applied to any guests to the mansion.

But of course, there was only so many rooms and when winter came along, the ball room was filled with the homeless or those from the village who wouldn't survive the harsh winters. Food was freely given out along with blankets and everyone was well cared for in the ball room. 

And, as a sickness or fateful accident happens within the village, the ballroom would be used a medical point for all to gain much needed treatment or to be healed by the village doctor. 

The mansion kept all lives protected and well, for as long as the gates stayed open, any and all were welcome to enter. 

But while the village respected and worship the family within the mansion, they were not ready to risk their own lives as much as the family would and has done for them. 

Because too much kindness gave be someone downfall. 

Just as it was for the Ackermans of the mansion.

One night, a dark and terrible stormed had came and the mansion gates were forcibly left open by carts parked beside them, stopping them from slamming shut by the winds. The family prayed that no one from the village would dare to step through the woods during such a storm but knew some might not have a chose of the storm stole their home and the mansion stood as the only safe standing shelter left.  

The wolves had hidden away, smart enough to not hunt during such a night as death would surely await them if they did. 

But it seemed other dangers still pressed on, took the storm as a chance to get away with their own crimes. 

Mr Ackerman opened the door quickly as a knock echoed the whole mansion, the servants all left awake just like his wife and daughter. All ready to step in and to help any sick or injured that might be trying to hide from the storm outside. 

Three men stood outside, two crying out over their friend being badly injured after being thrown from his horse who got spooked by the thunder. Mr Ackerman wasted no time, inviting them in and calling out orders to his servants to set up a makeshift bed and some medical supplies. 

Mrs Ackerman ordering one servant to ride through the woods and fetch Doctor Jaeger straight away since the man life might be lost if he's not looked at a doctor quick enough. The servant left without a word, being the best rider in the household and knowing he had the best chances to reach the town and bring the doctor back without any risks to his own life. 

The three unknown to a servant leaving and began their plan once the doors was closed and they were lead further into the mansion. A knife making it's way into Mr Ackerman chest, earning his death to be witnessed by the four other servants left in the mansion and his family. 

Screams filled the mansion as the three tried kidnapping the lady of the mansion and the young miss, there rare beauty being planned to gain the three many golden coins in life. The servants tried fighting back, telling the young miss to hide up as they tried keeping the men back. 

Mrs Ackerman, consumed by both grief for her beloved husband death and the adrenaline to protect her daughter from such monsters, attacking with a pair of scissors. She was thrown to the side and another servant tried tackling the man, earning his own death in the progress but gave the lady of the mansion a chance to stab the attacker throat afterwards. 

Her death was followed soon after as one of the two remaining attackers killed her with his axe. And soon, the three other servants all followed their kind and caring employers, dying by their attackers hands while trying to buy time for the young miss to hide away safely. 

She was hidden, always the best hider in the mansion whenever playing with the servants children that was brought along as their parents worked. She could never be found during hide n' seek and so, she watched with tear filled eyes as all her family was killed. 

The servants who'd help her with her schooling or picking a fabric for her dress. The friends who may have been the same age as her parents but always treated her like a younger niece and cheered her up whenever she got upset with her parents. 

She relived seeing the life drain from her beloved father eyes, a man who treated her as if she was the only queen in the world and could become anyone she wished to be. 

Relived seeing her beloved mother choke on her own blood before finally taking her last breath, a women who would always make her a hot chocolate before bed and promise she'd find the love of her life one day. 

Something snapped in the gentle, honest and fragile girl.

She slipped out of her hiding spot, grabbing a knife from the kitchen before standing in waiting for one of the two attackers to past where she stood hiding. Her knife slicing against his throat, she stood watching his life drain away with an empty look in her eyes. 

Finding the one who killed her mother and feeling a new rage and power fill her bones before charging towards him from behind and shoving her knife as far as she could ... stabbing his heart from behind and watching his body fall limp. 

Her white nightdress was stained with blood. 

She walked back down the main stairs, ready to wait for the doctor arrival and be punished for stealing another person life. 

She came to a halt, staring at the mirror on the wall, hanging to the side of the stairs and seeing her reflection. 

Her love ones died because she was seen as .. beautiful.

But the person staring back didn't seem overly pretty in her eyes, just a girl who had turned numb.  

The doctor soon arrived with the fifth servant, both horrified by the scene they entered to find and found her sitting at the bottom of the stairs with a lifeless look in her eyes. She raised her head, spooking them both before the two rushed over and checked if she was harmed. 

The village stayed silent, grieving over the lost of their protectors who didn't deserve to die by mere mortal hands.

The young girl living with the doctor, a family friend to her parents and his wife had always treated her like a daughter. She was friends with their son who'd rarely visited and well, they took her in just until she was of age to live on her own and return to the mansion.

She lost her smile that night.

Never truly feeling happy or  the warmth of love again. 

She tried to smile but her face only stayed blank and her eyes dull. 

But her two friends didn't mind, both Eren and Armin cherished her and loved her for as she was. 

The three grew up and as she came to the age of sixteen, able to be married .. she was meant with the ugliness of a man greed. 

Many had stepped forward for her hand in marriage, Carla, the doctor wife taking charge over it all as she knew how useless her husband was over this part of human nature and she wanted Mikasa to be able to chose for herself who to accept as a husband. 

But Mikasa rejected all, she was only numb and didn't not want to suffer by allowing her heart to take someone in again. 

Some took rejection as a gentlemen and left her be while other's could not accept her rejection even when it was done in such a pilot and harmless way. Some demanded for her to chose them, grabbing at her arms and pulling her to the side to try and force her to accepting them as her husband.

Her beauty had one again .. shown her the evil side to a person.

She hated her rare looks and when one had threatened to ruin her second family, she brought a knife to her face.

Now, under her right eye .. sat a small scar from where she was ready to ruin her face just to find her own peace in life.

She was stopped, the blade snatched away by her friend Armin as he went to check on her after noticing her return rather sadly.

The simple scar had gained the village to gossip without mercy, lowering her chances at marriage just as she had wished for but now, she only gained pity over being damaged goods. 

She soon returned to her mansion at eighteen, enjoying the thought of living so far away from anyone else and returning her family home to it's once glory.

She stepped inside, her eyes falling to the mirror beside the stairs and staring back at the women who had replaced the young girl who once stood where she did now. 

The mansion slowly returned to it's glory, her two friends and a few other's gaining a job as servants to help out keep the mansion running and clean. 

In truth, she only hired those who had no where else to go and wanted to escape from the village just as she did. The mansion wasn't much of a safe heaven anymore but to them .. it was shelter from the real world. 

But just because a cut becomes a scar, doesn't mean it's truly healed. 

As a storm hits the woods once more, a knock echoed through the mansion once more. 

Everyone froze, fearing that the last events were about to start all over again now an Ackerman had returned to the mansion. 

But instead, Mikasa opened the door to find an old, witch who was hunched forward and holding a red rose. 

She had asked for a single night inside the mansion, protection form the storm itself and in return she offered the rose. 

Something spiteful filled Mikasa, flashbacks over what had happened to her family the last time they blindly showed kindness.

How no one else had helped, only pitied her or worried over who'd care for their village now. Who'd give the village money whenever the harvest was hard and ruined. 

Her family was used. 

Just as this old hag had planned to use her home for her own benefit because she carried on through a storm. 

Mikasa slammed the door closed, rejecting the hag offer and went to storm back towards her room. 

Only for the doors to slam open, a pretty witch standing in the doorway with the rose and placing a curse upon not only her but all within her home as punishment for being so selfish and greedy  ... for not being like the Ackermans before her. 

A curse that turned her into a hideous beast, to show the form her soul had became and only true love could ever safe her and her home.

But Mikasa gave up on true love long ago, knowing her fate was sealed for good and ordered for every mirror to be removed from her sights at once.

Her outer form had always only brought trouble to her and she didn't wish to lay her eyes upon her reflection again.