Hello! :D Welcome to my second story. I will hopefully be updating this story often, maybe every week if I can. Hopefully I can make this happen. xD Hope you all enjoy!

Chapter 1: See him again

"Levi, where are you going?" the girl asked. The dirt ceiling of the underground hovered over the two children as they walked through the violence-filled streets. Thugs hung around every corner, greedy merchants tricked poor citizens into buying overpriced goods across the tall buildings.

"I told you to leave me alone." The boy said, his anger starting to become apparent. He kicked a stone and watched it jump across the uneven path.

"Why, I thought we were friends!" The girl questioned, tears starting to well up in her eyes. She quickened her pace, following the boy more closely.

"We will never be friends, annoying brat." The boy stormed off.


That day. It was the day I longed for for so many years. The day I would get to see him again. It had been over 18 years since I saw him. He disappeared when I was only twelve years old.

"Chana, we're going to be late hurry up!" Rayna stood in front of me, looking down at me fixing my boot. Rayna Mienna, another member of the 102nd training corps, my one friend since I made it up from the underground.

"I know," I sighed, "Rayna, are you nervous?"

"Nope! I'm ready to join the Military Police!" she stated proudly, "You know, I still don't understand why you are joining the Scouts for some guy you knew as a kid. Maybe you want to be more than childhood friends?"

"It's not like that Rayna! I just want to see him, it's almost been twenty years."

"Well I wouldn't join the most dangerous regiment for a reason like that. Nope, I won't be dying for someone who might not even remember me."

"He'll remember me! I know he will!" I shouted.

"Alright, suit yourself. Just don't die before we get to see each other again" Rayna smiled as we walked out the door. This was the last time we would see each other, we were about to choose where we would go. Rayna had decided on the Military Police, a logical choice since she finished third in our class. I was set on the Scouts.

The two of us walked down the hall. It seemed like forever until we reached the outdoors. My stomach grew more and more uneasy after each step. It took me 18 long years to come to this point, I wasn't even sure if I was ready.

The cold night air nipped at my skin. My hands shivered not only from the cool evening breeze but the anticipation of reaching my long-awaited goal. I took a long deep breath as Rayna and I walked in silence. I could see the lights from the meeting area shining between cracks in wooden buildings.

Over 80 new recruits stood impatiently for the recruitment to start. Most would go to the Garrison Regiment. I doubted anyone would come with me to the Survey Corps.

A small stage stood in front of everyone. That was where the commanding officers would state their plans for our futures, whether we would live or die in the regiment we dreamed of. Whether we made the right goals or not.

Chatter resonated through the area. Peers excitedly telling each other where they would go, friends persuading each other not to go to the Survey Corps, people hoping there would be room for them to join the Military Police. The gathering place was filled with noise and tense emotions.

"Settle down everyone," all the new recruits looked up towards the stage, "We will now begin the recruiting for the 102ndth training corps. Please welcome the Regiment leaders."

I looked up impatiently towards the stage. I didn't expect him to be there, he wasn't a captain. That didn't stop me from trying to peer over the people in front of me. I could barely make out the stage from where I stood.

Only mumbles reached me. I didn't hear anything from the presentations, let alone see the people talking. The event lasted around an hour, at which point I was anxious to move on and sign up for the feared Survey Corps. I was ready to become a scout and see him again.


"New recruits for the Survey Corps, we would like to welcome you to the regiment!"

Five soldiers wearing the wings of freedom on their backs stood in front of us. Our new captains. We were finally done with training, now they were going to send us to our deaths.

Eight people decided to join along with me. I expected us all to die within the first mission. Even me. But, I wasn't scared of dying. Being part of the Scouts was much better than the underground in every way. I would have much rather died while fighting than rot where the sun would never reach. Even if my death had no meaning or purpose.

He wasn't part of the five in front of me. My heart sank, maybe I wouldn't see him that evening, maybe he wasn't even at the recruitment. Maybe he was dead…

Immediately dismissing the thought, I shook my head and continued to listen to the first squad's captain, the leader of the Survey Corps. He explained the honor of the regiment, the duties of the scouts and many other things that didn't matter in the long run, that wouldn't matter if we were dead.

"Once again, welcome to the Survey Corps!" The commander finished. We were all dismissed and lead to our new barracks.


"I'm going to go out for a walk," I told my fellow Survey Corp rookies as I exited the building, "In case anyone asks."

I saw one of three people nod, none of them spoke. They all had nervous looks on their faces, worry and regret was apparent from the silence and little movement they all demonstrated. I could immediately tell they all regretted their decision. It wasn't like they could change their minds anymore though. They were stuck in the most deadly regiment of them all.

The cool night air enveloped me once again, for the second time that day. It was getting close to midnight, most people would have been asleep and gaining energy for the next day. I was sure the only ones who weren't were the new recruits who would have been contemplating on their decision and regret.

The gravel path rubbed against my boots causing a quiet shuffling noise with every step. It was getting cooler at that time of year, I wasn't looking forward to fighting in the low temperatures. I pulled my new Survey Corps jacket more tightly around me, trying to stay warm but, the material wouldn't conserve heat as well as I hoped.

I made it to a small area with a few benches and flowers placed in a circular formation. I walked over and sat down on a bench as a small breeze shook through the Scout Regiment base. The moon shone brightly onto the area, helping the small lantern I held illuminate the darkness.

In the distance, I heard similar footsteps to my own approaching. I immediately jerked the lamp towards the noise, hoping it wasn't a vicious animal or a titan that somehow managed to get in. As the figure came closer, I saw the bright orange colour of a military coat and looked away relieved.

"You know, you shouldn't be out this late. You'll be too tired for training tomorrow." Said a voice coming from the direction of the earlier footsteps.

The lantern's candle started to get smaller, making it harder to see the face of the voice. I squinted towards the figure who kept walking closer towards me. When it stood above me, my heart stopped for a moment. I finally did it.

"Levi…"