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Far away in the infinite vastness of space, a starship darted through the darkness, pursued by a larger, more menacing vessel. The smaller craft, sleek and silver, zigzagged between asteroid fields and planetary rings, desperately evading the red beams of energy that screamed past it.
Inside the ship, an alien scientist frantically worked at his control panel. His pale blue hands trembled as he guided the ship through dangerous terrain. His name was Azmuth, the creator of the most powerful device in the universe—the Omnitrix. The device, meant to be a force for good, had now become the object of a relentless pursuit by the warlord Vilgax, a tyrant who sought to control the universe with its power.
The communication panel lit up, and a holographic image of an alien appeared in front of Azmuth. "You cannot run forever Galvan." The hologram’s voice rumbled through the ship, vibrating the very walls. "This is your last warning. Surrender the Omnitrix now, and Lord Vilgax may grant you mercy." Azmuth didn't respond. Instead, his fingers flew over the controls, firing an attack of his then speeding up his ship to get farther distance away from the galactic warlord.
“Hull damage 20%, but the system’s still operational. Lord Vilgax, it seems our intended target refuses to relinquish hold of the omnitrix.” An alien servant said as he turned to face his master. Seated on a high throne was a massive and monstrous being, having a muscular physique and crimson eyes that brimmed with power and seething anger. This was Vilgax, the warlord known throughout in the entire galaxy, a galactic warrior known to vanquish and conquer planets as he saw fit to establish his dominance.
“Don’t let that ship get out of sight. I have come too far to be denied. The omnitrix will be mine, and there is not a being in the galaxy that dares stand in my way!” Vilgax said as he slammed his fisted hand on the armrest of his throne, prompting his minions to get back at work. With a gush of more power, the warlord’s ship accelerated at blinding speeds in high pursuit of the other spaceship.
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Wall Maria; Shiganshina district
Late Year 844
“Eren, wake up. We are almost there.” A man with brown mullet hair said as he held unto the reigns of a horse that was tied to the carriage he was currently on. Inside the carriage, a young boy with the same tone of brown hair lay asleep. This was Eren Yeager, son of Grisha and Carla Yeager. Beside him was a boy with blonde hair who looked at the sleeping Eren with slight exasperation, seriously why did Eren fall asleep when they were almost there. Grisha craned his head from the front to take a look at Eren as well. A sigh escaped his lips, turning to the blonde haired boy beside Eren. “Armin, can you help wake Eren up?”
Armin gave a curt nod as he scooted closer to Eren’s side and began shaking his shoulder. “Eren it’s time to wake up.” The jogging of his shoulder’s only made Eren smack the hands responsible for that. “Five more minutes mum.” He mumbled in his sleep. Armin blinked at the statement and attempted to wake Eren up a second time. All it did was give a second response of Eren turning his body the other side, still sound asleep. Just like Grisha, Armin released a sigh at his futile attempt of waking a sleeping Eren. He knew his friend was a deep sleeper, but never realized the extent of it till now. For all their 4 years of friendship, this was still one of things he would never understand about his friend.
“Is he awake yet?” Grisha asked while keeping his eyes peeled to the road ahead of them. They were passing through a forest within wall Maria, the place Grisha often passes to get to some of his clients. Back in Shiganshina, he is a well known medical doctor as he had cured the town of a deadly disease some years back. This made him respected among many.
The lack of response can only conclude to one thing. “I’ll take that as a no.”
“Unfortunately so Mister Grisha.” Armin said in defeat. A chuckle escaped the older man’s lips, there’s not really much he could do right now. The journey went on until they had reached their destination, coming to a stop near the side of the dirt road. The sudden bump of the carriage had it come to a halt which jostled Eren from his sleep, disorienting him. “Armin, where are you going?” He asked as he saw his blonde friend jump out of the carriage. “To assist your dad.” Armin said. Eren flopped back to the carriage, a groan guggling from his throat. To begin with, why did he even bother coming in the first place? …oh, that’s right; his bookworm of a friend had asked his dad if he could follow as he heard the doctor wanted to get an important sample for medicine. Lately he had been reading a book concerning health, so this garnered his attention. As fate would have it, his dad thought of it as a good opportunity to show Eren and his friend a thing or two about his work. Eren at first had opted to stay home, but hearing his mother ask for assistance in house chores prompted him to go with his dad.
Now he was stuck here. “You go ahead, I’ll catch up later.” Eren said as he went back to sleep. A frown found its way to Armin’s brow, his friend really was stubborn. A thought popped up in Armin’s head making him smirk. Feigning surrender, Armin raised both hands in defeat and began assisting Grisha in packing items off the carriage. “Too bad, Mr. Grisha had told me that he had wanted to tell you a thing or two about the basement. But if you insist-” The news perked Eren’s interest as he sat up abruptly from his sleeping position looking at his friend in bewilderment. “Really?! Dad, is that true?” The boy excitedly asked as he gained his father’s attention.
“Hmmm…Could be.” Grisha said as he flashed Armin a thankful glance. It was no wonder the young lad was Eren’s one and only friend; given his attitude. “That is if you promise to behave.” That didn’t need to be told twice, as Eren hastily got up from the carriage and began offloading his father’s medical tools from there. “Armin what are you waiting for! Help me out here!”
Armin shacked his head. At least he was up.
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Back in space, the battle continues. Vilgax grits his teeth his annoyance, no matter how much attacks he had sent towards Azmuth’s ship; the small vessel only surprises him by evading every last one of them. That was until one successfully made a good hit.
“Their propulsion systems have been destroyed.” A well hidden cruel smirk flashed Vilgax’s face. Good. “Prepare to board. I want the omnitrix now!” Vilgax demands. Just as his bioids were about to be on their way, an alarming voice cut through the air.
“My lord! There’s an incoming attack heading our-”
“What is it?!” Vilgax practically growled, making the subordinate beside him flinch. In near instance, the entire control room was up in flames not before a destructive laser had shot from the escaping ship and hit the sensitive control panels resulting in a resonating explosion. The tyrannical warlord was engulfed in the fiery explosion, cries of pain swallowed by the roaring inferno around his ship. Despite being on fire, Vilgax crawled his way to the barely functional control panel, pushing away the burnt corpse of the personnel there before, as his crimson eyes set themselves on the escaping spaceship.
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“YOU IMBECILE!” Vilgax roared as he slammed a button on the panel. In retaliation, his ship destroys the smaller ship with a giant blast. Azumth knew this was bad, but he had come in preparation for this. The Galvan’s fingers flew over the controls, initiating an emergency protocol, releasing a pod that falls away from the ship. “Not today Vilgax, the omnitrix will never fall into your hands.”
Meanwhile the pod holding the Omnitrix hurtled toward its destination, leaving a trail of cosmic light in its wake. Streaking toward a blue and green planet farther in the milky way galaxy—Earth.
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Eren didn’t want to admit it, but escorting his dad on his business trip hadn’t been such a bad idea or as boring as he thought. Aside from learning a bunch of strange terms in science (Which for sure he wouldn’t be bothering to remember anytime soon), his dad had actually kept to his word and told him that there was something he would like to show him when the time was right.
But what does that even mean?
Sea green eyes stared into the sky, watching as the evening clouds change color before setting to a more darker theme. Armin was trailing behind him, helping him carry a bundle of sticks. It seemed he couldn’t escape the plans his mother had for him, because immediately he got home his mother had given him his luggage bag for him to go get some firewood. Eren would have been home a long time ago, but was caught up with trying to “teach” some bullies a lesson. Just a few minutes Armin had left them upon arriving, he was surrounded by those good for nothing teens that begun bullying him. Good thing Eren was making a short cut to get to the forest, because his eyes caught sight of the horrendous sight of his friend being helpless against those three. Eren had tried the best of his abilities to fight them off, but he still ended up with a nasty bruise by his cheek and an aching body.
Anger burned at the young boy as he recalled the previous hour events.
“Gahh!” A pained shout escaped Eren’s lips as one of the hoodlums kneed him in the stomach. Only for more assaults to be rained down on him, until he saw an opportunity to right hook one of them in the nose. Blood escaped the supposed leader’s nose, and he was obviously pissed off.
“Why you little runt!” He growled in anger as he grabbed Eren by the head. Despite being heavily outnumbered, Eren didn’t care, as long as he stood up for what was right, as long as Armin didn’t have to be preyed upon by these goons, it was worth it. “Do your worst.” Eren sneered as he flashed a cocky smile at the leader. Taking that as an invitation, the leader threw a nasty punch to his teeth seemingly knocking out a tooth in the process. Pain clouded Eren’s face as he collapsed to the ground.
“Look at you. Not surprised that the bookworm have friends like you, afterall weaklings attract weaklings.” He said as he crouched down to Eren’s level, looking the furious boy in the eye. “But I’ll give it to ya. You do have some guts. Now then, where were we…” Turning his attention back to Armin who was currently being held by one of the bullies.
“Leave Armin alone you pig! Stop being a coward and fight me like a true man!” Eren yelled as he shakingly stood back up, his fists raised in a local fighting style. Stiffening quiet seconds passed until a fistful burst of laughter passed by the mouths of the three goons.
“Wanna play hero huh? Alright then, have it your way.” The leader signaled for the lackey holding Armin to let him go, then he took striding steps towards Eren while cracking his knuckles. “You want me to fight like a man, then come at me.” With an angry war cry Eren ran at the leader.
The fight didn’t even last a minute, as Eren was bombarded with blow after blow from the bullies all at the same time, leaving him an injured heap on the ground.
“Boss, maybe that was a bit too far today.”
“Nah, the kid needs it. To jog that hot head of his before diving to a fight he can’t win. His dad is a doctor right, he’ll surely have some bandage to wrap up his fallen pride.” Laughs escaped from the three individuals, walking away without sparing a glance at Eren who was attempting to get back up albeit painfully.
“Damn…you. You good for nothing bastards” Eren gritted out as he managed to get up halfway. The leader stopped in his tracks to give Eren a one side over look, a mock pitiful look throwed at the downed boy.
“The weak have no right in say. If you even want to help someone next time, at least have the power to back it up.”
Those were the crushing but sadly truthful words the leader said before leaving Eren and a worried Armin who immediately rushed to his side.
“I’m sorry.” Armin quietly said as the duo wandered through the dense forest near the Shiganshina District. The late afternoon sun had earlier filtered through the trees, casting long shadows across the ground. Now it was getting dark. “You didn’t have to do that you know? Coming in to save me.” All Armin got for an answer was Eren gritting his teeth and his hands fisted tightly around the straps of his luggage bag. “I had to. Who else would?”
“He’s wrong Eren, you don’t have to listen to him.”
“No, he was right about one thing though…I am weak. A weak person can’t change anything if they don’t have power. Everything gets taken away from them; even their freedom.” Armin paused his lips at what his friend was saying. “Why are you here?” Eren questioned.
“Because I want to…this is my way of saying thank you.” Armin replied as he held unto his own bundle of firewood sticks. Eren kicked a rock down the dirt path as he thought about how cruel the world is. He hated feeling powerless, he hated being confined. All he wants to explore the world beyond…He wanted to be free. Little did he know, the universe was about to answer that desire in a way he could never have imagined.
As he and Armin wandered deeper into the woods, something strange happened. “E-Eren, Look!” Armin said, gaining Eren’s attention. Above in the sky, a bright green light flashed, like a shooting star, but much closer. The object streaked across the sky making the two boys gaze in wonder. “What is that?” Eren asked. “From my grandfather’s book, I think it’s called a shooting star…” Armin said in marvel, surprised how he is able to see one up close in person. That was until the shooting star suddenly veered course and began falling towards their way. With alarming speed.
“I don’t think a shooting star is supposed to do that.”
“Me neither. Armin Move!” Eren said as he tackled the blonde boy out of the way, the exact moment the “Shooting star” crashed right at their location. It landed into the forest with a loud boom, sending birds scattering into the air. Eren’s heart pounded with excitement and curiosity. "What was that?" he muttered to himself, and without a second thought, he dashed toward the source of the crash. Ignoring all the firewood sticks littered on the floor along with his luggage bag.
“Eren!” Armin tried to call out but his friend was already sprinting towards the very thing that had almost killed them just now. He skidded to a stop in a small clearing. In the center of the clearing was a smoldering crater. Eren cautiously approached, the heat from the crash still warming the air around him. He could near Armin’s approaching footsteps as he too halted in his tracks, looking at what was inside the crater. Inside the crater, half-buried in the dirt, was a strange metal object. Trying to get a better look, Eren crouched down on his knees, his mind racing with thoughts of what it could be. “Eren. I don’t think it is a good idea to lean on the edge.” Armin warned, something about this…thing was giving him a bad feeling.
True to Armin’s words, before Eren could get away from the edge, it gave way resulting in Eren taking a nosedive into the smoking warm crater. “Eren!”
Sitting up to clear the dirt off his head, he gave a thumbs up to Armin saying he was okay. That was when a strange thing happened again as a hissing sound caught the two boys’ attention. The strange metal object gave way, revealing a similarly strange item as well— it was small, round, and glowing with an eerie green light. Eren’s eyes widened. He had never seen anything like it before.
"What... what is that?" he whispered as he bent down to get a better look. His left hand instinctively reached out, wanting to touch it out of curiosity. He didn’t here Armin’s voice shouting at him to get away from the strange object, but it was too late for that. Suddenly, the object beeped, its glowing intensifying. Startled, Eren jumped back, but as he did, the device leaped up, shooting out of the supposed pod case and attaching itself to his wrist with a metallic clamp.
Eren yelped in surprise, instinctively trying to shake the strange object off, but it wouldn’t budge. He tugged at it with his other hand, but it felt like the device had fused with his skin. "What the—get off!" Eren yelled, panic rising in his chest. He frantically pulled at the device, but nothing worked. The Omnitrix beeped again, and Eren looked down at it, confused. The face of the device had a strange symbol—like a green hourglass. It glowed brighter, and the symbol spun before popping up a dial. Eren stared at it, bewildered, his young mind unable to process what was happening. What caught his attention was the image portrayed on the popped up faceplate. Curiosity got the better of him once again, pressing the faceplate down.
Suddenly, the dial flashed, and before Eren could react, his body was engulfed in a bright green light. His form shifted, his skin morphing into something tougher, more solid. His arms elongated, his muscles bulged, and his height shot upward. When the light faded, Eren looked down at his hands—except they weren’t his hands anymore. They were massive covered in thick red rocks and were on fire. His entire body was covered in the same rocks with open linings that seem to be on fire as well brimming with strength, and his body felt unbelievably powerful.
"Wha—what is this?! Ah! I’m on fire!" Eren shouted, his voice deeper and more resonant than before. He stumbled backward, trying to process the sudden transformation. Accidentally he had sent a surge of fire towards the nearby trees, alighting them on fire. He looked at the nearby trees that burnt to the ground, their weight failing on them as they turn to ashes. Eren blinked, staring at the fallen trees. "Did I… do that?"
His mind raced. He wasn’t just afraid, but he was exhilarated. This power—it was incredible! “Eren!” Turning his burning head he saw Armin running up to him, but coming to a halt as he sees the appearance of his friend. They were both silent as they both looked on at each other in silence.
“E-Eren?”
From that day forward, Eren's life would never be the same. The strange device, the Omnitrix, had chosen him, giving him the ability to transform into powerful alien beings. But with that power came mysteries, dangers, and responsibilities Eren could not yet comprehend. And somewhere, far across the galaxy, a tyrant named Vilgax had begun his hunt.
This is the tale of how Eren Jaeger, once just a boy dreaming of freedom, had unknowingly become the key to saving not just his world—but many others beyond the stars.
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Author’s note:
Am I insane? Most likely. Is this a risky choice to make a fanfic as this one? 100% yes. Do I regret it? ABSOLUTELY NOT! I’ve been thinking of this idea for a while now, at first I dismissed the idea saying that was crazy. But when I thought about it…I switched from Nuh-uh! to Uh-huh! Turns out writing the beginning part of this story is harder than I thought. Crazy how it took me 3 FREAKING MONTHS to write the first chapter! Anyways I hope you enjoyed the chapter. Love to hear your thoughts in the comments. If you’re loving this, be sure to like, follow and favorite. Till next time.