UJ x AD Collab : Halloween

AOT Amino 10/28/21

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Hello AOTA! This spooky season,

UJ and AD have come together with

a brand new issue focusing mostly

on the big thing of October which is

Halloween! Our have done

a wonderful job in adding the elements

of Halloween to their work and come

up with amazing entries! Hope you all

will like it!

As usual, this post will

contain spoilers. Tasks

with major manga spoilers

are marked with a 𖤐 in the

contents.

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It was a dark and mostly cloudy sky. The clouds were puffy and thick, covering most of the stars that tried to shine through. The only light being emitted was the bright full moon that was slightly hidden by those large clouds. The air was cool and crisp. The trees swayed as the breeze from the wind began to speed up. Ultimately, the night had an eerie feel.

Mikasa Ackerman, a dark haired woman who loved spending time in the cemetery near her home. She loved the spookiness of it, hanging out by herself as she walked the paths of each tombstone. She read the names, their birthdates and death dates, spending time getting to know those who’ve ed there. It was a weird ing time that she enjoyed. The raven walked past each stone, one by one, reading each of them.

Erwin Smith

October 14th 1907 - April 20th 1945

”It’s us who gives meaning to our comrade’s lives”

WWII Soldier

Mina Carolina

March 24th 1998 - June 26th 2019

”A simple car ride can change someone’s life”

A wonderful daughter

Mikasa continued her way down the paths. She walked for hours until she decided to sit down next to one grave.

Carla Yeager

January 29th 1968 - September 01st 2018

”One hell of a fighter”

A mother loved by many

Her adoptive mother, the one and only person she’s ever really opened up to. The twenty three year old reminanced her time with her mother, ing the time when she was adopted. She was merely five years old, at an orphanage that her biological parents had brought her to a year prior. She didn’t much of her biological parents but that didn’t matter. Her true mother was and will forever be Carla, the woman who loved and cared for her when no one else could.

While Mikasa sat there, she looked around at the cemetery. A beautiful sight indeed. However, something in particular caught her eye. Something was moving along the cemetery, it was dark so all the raven could make out was the outline of the creature. Getting up, Mikasa began to walk toward it. The creature continued to walk towards something. Catching up to the creature, she noticed it to just be a black cat. Mikasa smiled softly to herself. “Hey little guy” she spoke out loud to the beautiful cat. The cat rubbed against her shins before it began to talk again, looking behind itself to see if the woman was following it.

Mikasa followed the cat, curious as to what it was leading her to. “Something wrong?” She asked the cat, knowing it couldn’t really respond to her. As they continued to walk deeper into the cemetery, the air became colder and Mikasa’s vision became worse as the fog got denser. Something felt off to Mikasa, she felt it in her gut. But she ignored it. Nothing would happen, she was just paranoid.

The cat stopped suddenly and looked up at Mikasa. Mikasa looked around and then back down at the cat. “What is it, little guy?” She asked the cat. She reached down to pet the cat. She heard something flying in the wind. Another creature perhaps? Mikasa was unsure. She looked up to see what was flying above her. It was a bat flying from one tree to another. Mikasa looked back down at the cat and continued to pet it until suddenly it bit her. “Ouch!” The cat hissed at her, looking in a random direction before running away. The woman looked at her hand, she couldn’t tell if it was bleeding or not due to it being so dark and foggy outside. She was in pain and confused as to why the cat had bit her.

She looked back up from her hand, noticing a shadowy figure standing right in front of her. Mikasa’s heart began to race as she moved her head to look up at the figure. Upon looking at its face, she screamed.

On the outside, the figure looked nothing more than just a man. He wore a black suit and a white shirt with a cape behind him. He was a bit on the taller side with dark eyes and dark hair. And yet, what scared Mikasa the most was the huge fangs shown bright and clearly from the man’s mouth. He looked ready to attack.

”My my, I haven’t smelt delicious blood like this in ages.” The vampire spoke.

And that is why you never follow the shadow in the night.

Happy Halloween!

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The wind blew swiftly in the trees surrounding the camp, nothing but darkness engulfed the sky. Only the howls of the wolves could be heard, under the glowing white moon.

A young child was making her way through the forest before stumbling across and approaching a dainty looking house, filled with cobwebs and mould.

She gazed inside a cracked window, her curious mind wanting her to wander inside, yet her body was telling her to go back to the camp where her mother and father were. They knew she had gone on a short adventure, but was she gone for too long?

The house wasn’t far from the camp, her blue orbs could still gaze at the smoke from the fire that was lit on sight, causing a warm feeling to flow through her heart.

Her mother, Historia Reiss had told her to not wander down onto the house, due to the scary stories that had been told, of the ghost that lives in that very building. However, her mother’s stories didn’t seem to frighten her mind at all, it made her more intrigued and willing to go in.

“Greeted by a gush of cold air,” she mumbled to herself, repeating the same words that were used to tell the tale of this house. You would be ‘greeted by a gush of cold air.’

The blonde haired girl pushed open the door lightly, listening to it creak loudly, her body jumping a little. She stepped inside slowly, only for the door to slam behind her…a gush of air flowed past her, making the hairs on her arms to stand up on edge.

A shiver ran down her spine, followed by another. This place was already giving her the creeps, but something was making her stay, she had a pleasant and warm feeling about this place.

She was only six years old, yet full of intelligence, wisdom, and courage. Her face always had a brave smile upon it, no matter the situation, even now she had the same brave smile on her face.

“H-hello?” she spoke with a shakiness in her voice whilst her feet began to move softly against the cold floor and into a room to the right of her. The room was full of cobwebs and spiders, abandoned and forgotten.

Shining brightly against the moonlight, which peaked through the curtain, was a tall mirror around twice the size of the child. She walked towards it, her smile widening as she stared at herself, the resemblance of both her mother and father shone through her.

In the blink of an eye, a dark, shadow looking figure appeared to the left of her, it’s eyes glowing and it’s face held a wide smile. It wasn’t any old smile, it was a friendly smile?

The little girl turned her head around sharply in shock to face the silhouette, who started to walk towards her. There wasn’t anywhere for her to run, but she could tell that there was no need to run.

“H-Hello, my name is-“

“Are you Historia’s daughter? You look just like her, how long has it been?”

“W-what are you on about ma’am? W-Who are you?”

The figure stepped closer, into the light and part of its face was shown. A woman, tall, brown hair, brown eyes.

“My name is Hange, Hange Zoë,”

It stepped into the light more, to reveal an eyepatch on her eye, alongside a pair of glasses.

“It’s very nice to meet you, Hange Zoë,” the little girl gleamed, she had finally made a new friend…with a ghost.

“It’s very nice to meet you too, child. It hasn’t been fun, trying to make friends with whoever enters this perimeter and for them to get scared of me and run away. I’m not going to harm them, it gets lonely after some time, I start to think i’m going insane at times!”

the woman laughed to herself for a second, maybe she was going insane, but, it’s nothing normal.

Hange proceeded to give a tour of the house to Historia’s daughter, resulting her to watch in awe, the place was magnificent and fascinating to her. After hearing all the stories and all the fun things to be done, she didn’t want to leave.

“I’m afraid it’s getting quite late for you, your parents might be wondering where you are and we wouldn’t want to worry them at a time and place like this,”

“I can’t wait to tell them I have a new friend!”

“Hopefully your mother can come and visit me one day, if she re who I am…”

“You used to know each other?! That’s awesome!!”

Hange laughed softly, nodding in response to her question. The memories came waving in of all the times she fought titans with the other soldiers,

“I used to work alongside Historia when fighting titans back in the day, it was a ton of fun! Ah, those were the days,”

“Well I hope you and my mommy can fight titans again together! I’m glad I met you Hange Zoë,” the little girl waddled towards the door, waving towards the silhouette.

Hange waved back, a small tear shed from her eye, falling down her face as the door shut, warmth immersing through her ghost self.

The little girl ran through the forest and made her way back to the campsite where Historia and her husband were waiting for her.

“Mommy!! I made a new friend!!”

“Oh darling that’s amazing,” Historia gleamed, embracing her child in a warm hug. “Unfortunately it’s past your bedtime missy, so you’ll have to tell us about your amazing adventure with your friend tomorrow, okay?”

The child nodded slowly, yawning loudly as she felt her body being lifted up and cradled by her mother. Alas, she fell into a deep sleep, with thoughts of her new friend running through her mind: Hange Zoë.

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