MidnightSoulmare

What if... What if Titans weren't the only threat to mankind? A series of strange murders happened in the underground district. The vitcims, often men, were found horribly butchered- their insides were missing, their heads were crushed, and most of their limbs were missing, or had teeth marks similar to a human's. It could have been a cannbial. It could have been a beast. Or both. No one knew. The Military Police was sent to investigate the case, though even those "best of the best" soldiers were afraid. The murderer was wandering free on the streets, and the number of those murders was almost 20. It wasn't so nice to know that such a sad

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"Aaand there we go.~ Good as new little one!" you say with zeal as you finish up the wrappings on a Vulpix's paw. The Pokemon mewled as he cuddled up to you in thanks. You giggled and ruffled the red hair atop it's head. "You're a natural, (Name)." You jumped at the sudden voice and whirled around to see the boss of the little clinic. She had a warm smile on her wrinkled face as she watched the Vulpix snuggle up to you. "A natural? At what?" She chuckled and wobbled herself over to you. She motioned to you and the Pokemon. "This. Taking care of Pokemon. Loving them. Whenever I find a stray out in the forest, no matter how feral they are,

The time, was World War 2! ------- "You git!! Let me go this instant!!" The blond roughly shook the small child and growled in her face. "You insolent brat! How dare you talk to me that way?!" The child glared. "Because I can!! I don't care if you are my older brother!! In the name of Brita-" He slapped the child across the face. "Don't you dare say her name!! You aren't worthy to share her blood!!" The child spat at him. "I will say her name however I want!! She was my mother too!!" The blond ground his teeth. He picked the child up, despite her squirming. He walked over to a crate of flour that was supposed to be sent out, but he fou