He hated school and the teachers with the shitty stupid classes he was forced to take that wouldn't help him in the long run. The cafeteria food was shit due to the school's low budget, and the kids were cruel and Eren often got into fights with them because of his short temper. One little thing would be said and a knocked down, all out fist fight would occur, and Eren would drag his battered and bruised body through the door and his mother would yell at him.
His life wasn't going anywhere. So he simply stopped going.
While Eren wasn't good at school, he was great at life skills. Like cooking, cleaning, being independent when it came to get shopping done. So his mother made him a deal; if he could go two weeks with putting the skills he'd learned to good use, then he could move out and attend school somewhere where he'd actually feel accepted and actually try for a change.
Eren said he would move out, but screw school, he had better things to do than sit at a desk and listen to a teacher ramble on and on about shit that he didn't give a damn about.
And so, the eighteen year old moved out and got his own apartment. He didn't have a job, but he was still looking for one, but certain that no one would hire him.
Eren stood on the corner of the sidewalk, balancing a pizza box in one hand and a can of soda in the other. He didn't have anyone to share either with, so why not eat it all himself? When the light turned green, Eren walked across the pavement after making sure there were no cars coming and started toward home.
He dropped out of school because frankly, he thought it was a waste of time. Although he was good at well; almost everything, he didn't understand why he was forced to go during his years as a child throughout his life until he was eighteen. He was now thirty-four. A good sixteen years of his life; cold-hearted, violent, and dangerous. Levi lurked through alley ways, selling illegalities to others; it was just what he did now, and he was fine with it. Though, he had one advantage –
He was stronger than most.
Other gangs would say he was the power of a whole in one body. They tried testing him at times, and pushed their luck, which led to bloody fist-fights, and police involvement, leading him to imprisonment countless times. Though, was he the kind to stay in one place for a long period of time? ...Hell no.
And now Levi was in the alleyway, closest to where that teenager was. 'Be careful.' He thought sarcastically to himself as he snickered not long after.
Jaeger wrapped his the long red silk scarf around his neck, adjusting the scarf tails. The crimson article of clothing was the only new and precious piece he cared about-it had been given to him by his adoptive sister, Mikasa who had moved out of the house while Eren was still in middle school. His dirty brown boots and faded gray jacket as well as his stained white shirt made him look like a homeless person. Yes, Eren knew he looked horrible, his clothing hardly looked fashionable, but he had no concern about that shit. Being fashionable only mattered if you were trying to impress someone. And he wasn't aiming to. He was simply trying to survive in a world where he knew he didn't belong."...Fuck my life." Eren muttered and looked down at the pizza box and soda, suddenly not hungry. He didn't deserve this kind of luxury, he deserved to eat stale bread and peanut butter, something he loathed after having it one too many times. He placed the pizza box and soda down on the pavement and walked a couple paces from it, and then kept walking. To reach where he lived, he had to walk past the alleyway. Not like he was scared, or anything of the sort. With a square of his shoulders and after brushing off some stray lint off his jeans, the teen started to make his way past.
Levi saw the eighteen-year old almost every day. It was just Eren who didn't know he was being watched. Not necessarily as a stalker, but only observed whenever he passed through the alleyway. The young man let out a low chuckle as he kept his focus on Eren walking through, just to signify someone was around; and that someone was possibly the one person who made headlines in papers, newscasts, and he was talked about throughout the city they resided in.
He instantly froze at the low laugh that seemed to echo through the grimy covered walls ans the filthy trash that lay strewn across the murky dark stained pavement. It made Eren's blood run cold and he didn't dare move, but stayed alert, his green eyes tracking to see where it had came from. It was definitely male, and it sounded threatening, and whoever was lurking in the shadows obviously was up to no good. Eren swallowed down his nervousness and peered into the pitch black void that surrounded the area."Who are you?!" He demanded and took up a fighting stance immediately. It had been a long time since he'd was involved in a fight, and he would get beat up horribly, but sometimes he'd win. And he needed to win right now, or possibly not live to see another day. Then again, maybe he could back out and the other guy would leave him be."..Look, I-I don't want any trouble!"
"Tch." He scoffed, cold grey eyes scanning the area as he walked around the teen, and examining him. His stance... it was horrible. If he were to fight him he'd be dead in an instant and without a trace of who did it whatsoever. The sound of light, slow footsteps echoed through the narrow walls as he kicked right at the back of his knees, and sent the teen to the ground.
"You say you don't want any trouble? Your stance and posture say otherwise." Levi's sight grew accustomed to the darkness as he spent most of his time there. Though he had a theory; if he was to engage in a fight, he'd make it spot on and leave no trace behind saying it was him. The only way people ever found out it was him was through witnesses, or he was spotted first hand by police. But as stated before; he ALWAYS had a means of escape.
And for the first time in his life, Eren Jaeger was scared shitless as the figure came into view. There was no mistaking it; his short stature, his black hair, and his emotionless gray eyes all concluded that he was was indeed Levi Rivaille. The feared thug and easily the most violent in the city. He'd been in various fights, all of which he'd won, and he was cruel and heartless. A theory arose that Levi liked to remain untouched for the fact he was a clean freak, and the smallest spot of blood on his clothes would drive him into a psychotic state, and Jaeger did not want to test that out for himself. Levi's emotionless, frigid tone sent shivers down his spine and he Eren immediately backed down, and scrambled away rather quickly from the man."...You. I-I know who you are and what you're capable of. Um, how about this? You let me go and I won't tell anyone I saw you here tonight." No, he wasn't going to fight him, because he knew he'd get beaten into a bloody pulp before he could land the first blow. Eren was brave, but he wasn't stupid and knew when to back down from a fight.
The thug stood over the young man, emotionless grey eyes picking up a pair of frightened green ones. "Oh, do you now? You're quite a smart one, aren't you?" His tone was emotionless; no emotion meant he was serious. When wouldn't he be serious? That was practically his calling; and the way he was dressed wouldn't even make him look like a thug. "You got yourself into this mess; and now you're going to live with it." His eyes slightly narrowed as he re-stated what he heard from the young male, "Covering your tracks with what little you know with me? Not on my watch, kid." Staring down at him, he asked, his eyes narrowed. "You're new around here. I can tell." He could tell one person from another; if they were new, or if they were some idiot with no fucking sense to know when enough was enough and that they'd be close to death sooner or later.
Eren didn't move, did not flinch from the stare he was getting. He started shaking ever so slightly, and felt like he couldn't stop. Dammit, he should have just decided not to go out tonight, and he wouldn't be in this situation, like Levi had mentioned. His breathing picked up and he just wanted to scream, and scream, and scream. But that wouldn't help at all, no, not at all. Eren inhaled and exhaled in a shaky way and bit his lip roughly as he peered at the thug."..What are you gonna' do with me, sir..?" He hadn't meant to address him so formally, it had just slipped out.
Sir? Was he really just addressed like he was some person who worked in the army? Agh; fuck it. He'd ponder about that whenever. Though back to the question, he then answered, "Hm. Give me a name." He then took the young male by the collar of his sweater and pulled him towards himself. Oh yeah, definitely a newbie to this city. "I need a name. /Now/." The older male asserted, staring straight at the younger.
"Eren Jaeger." Eren felt himself get grabbed by the collar and yanked until he was eye level with those eyes of steel. The teen calmed his breathing down slightly, too frightened to talk unless he was spoken to.
"Well then, Eren Jaeger." He then let go of the young man roughly and had him land on the cold ground, "Welcome to the city." And thus, he left almost unseen, as the outline of his clothing and figure was shown easily from the streetlights. Now it was clear to see that he was short in height, and his get up was none close to what a normal thug would be seen in. All that could be seen was the outline of a long coat, probably seen as something some celebrities would wear if they played a detective in a movie, if ever, with the collar popped up.
He didn't look like a violent man, though once you heard about him, you'd practically wish you didn't live in the city; heck, you'd end up thinking about your future if you ever met him. Would you even have a future?
..And that's what Eren was wondering himself as he shakily stood up from the ground, majorly freaked out and somewhat cold as a sudden wind blew through the air around him.
One of the Author's Notes: Huehuehuehue ~ What's gonna happen to Eren? Find out in the next chapter!
Also... I really, really want to say, and give credit to Little-Shadow-Chan (also on , check out her stories!), as this whole story was originally her AU, and an RP between the two of us. (totally not ironic, right?) During the RP, she played an excellent Eren, myself as Levi, and I really need to give her my thanks for it! Hell, this whole story wouldn't have been made if I hadn't known her, and started RPing with her in the first place! Okay, enough blabbering. Thank you, Little-Shadow-Chan!