A dull breeze danced through the underground city, causing shivers down the spines of the residence. Drafts were always apparent in the abandoned ruins, so only those who were not familiar with the surroundings were affected.

A young woman lifted her head and looked at the unfamiliar surroundings around her. Everything was dark and dreary; a sense of unease came over her.

"What on Earth?" The girl muttered as she rubbed the back of her head. Her eyes felt extremely heavy and didn't feel to the girl as if they stay open much longer. "What happened to me? Where am I?" A rush of adrenaline washed over her as she tried to remember anything at all: any scrap of memory that could tell her of her situation. She attempted to calm herself down and slow her breathing.

Completely and utterly lost; she didn't like the feeling in the slightest. She felt as if she had entered unexplored territory with no means of knowing where she is or why she was there. She felt as though she entered the lion's den.

She took her hand away from her head only to find it soaking. Urging her eyes to stay open, she used what little strength she had to stay awake. A haze blurred her vision, making it so all she could make out was the deep crimson staining her hand.

"W-why is my head bleeding?" The girl's breaths became fast and panicked again as she looked around at the unfamiliar surroundings. The buildings were run down and she could tell by the cave-like ceiling that she was somewhere underground. Moonlight shone in from numerous small cracks above the girl, giving her some form of light to see. There was water all over the ground, none of which looked clean. There were plenty of other people besides her laying in the filth. She was in some run down cavern by the looks of things. "How did I get here?"

The girl tried to stand but her legs quickly buckled underneath her and she returned to the ground. "Damn," she hissed in pain. Trying to stand once more, she found that she couldn't get back on her feet. She dragged herself over to a wall and leaned her back against it. She tried again to remember how she got there, but all she could remember were faint emotions. Greif, sadness, desperation: why was she feeling this? What could make her feel such horrible emotions and how could she not remember at all? She tried to remember further but her mind became dizzy and groggy. Her head felt heavy and her eyes soon started to close.

"I can't fall asleep in a place like this," she said as she willed herself up. She used the wall as support as she stood. "Damn it." The girl focused on taking steps and her body trudged forward. "All I need to do is find some shelter. I need to hide." Focusing on that goal, she kept moving forward.

As she walked, she noticed three figures up ahead. She could tell by the fact that other people were lying around that there wasn't a good chance that someone would take her in. Walking passed the three, she kept going until her foot caught on a loose stone and she tripped. She heard the sounds of the footsteps stop.

"Can we really just leave her like that?" a man asked.

'Are they talking about me?' She attempted to lift her head, but fatigue continued to grow within her.

"I agree with Farlan; someone who looks like her out in the open, you know what will happen to her." It was easy to tell that a girl had spoken in response. Silence followed other than the sound of footsteps getting closer. The girl tried to keep her eyes open but she couldn't see very much with the little strength she had left. She saw someone's feet as they crouched down next to her.

"What the fuck happened to her?" the man next to her muttered under his breath. He let out a sigh as the girl felt him pick her up. She was surprised that someone of his stature was able to carry a full grown girl. "Tch, disgusting." That was the last thing she heard before she blacked out completely.

The girl snuggled her neck further into the somewhat soft pillow and smiled as the slight warmth of the thin sheets engulf her. It was then that she realised something wrong with her situation.

'Pillow and sheets?' She opened her eyes and bolted up only to be greeted with pain to her head. Groaning, she tried to hold her head only to find that her hands were tied behind her back.

"Be careful. If you try to get up too fast, you'll just get a headache." She hadn't noticed that someone was in the room with her; the sound of his sudden voice startled her.

"Y-yeah; I found that out for myself," she muttered nervously.

"We'd get you some medicine for that but we don't exactly have that option down here." He frowned. The man seemed to be in his early twenties with pale brown hair and light grey blue eyes.

"Th-that's okay. You don't have to worry too much about me. It's not as if we know each other or anything like that," she said with a slight smile, "Thank you for taking me in. I don't think I'd be doing too well if you hadn't."

"A girl like you in a place like this; you wouldn't be doing well at all. You're just lucky we found you stumbling around out there. What happened to you?" The man was very curious about her circumstances. He knew of children being abandoned but it was rare to see someone as mature as her to be left to die. She looked down and slowly shook her head.

"I don't know. I just woke up, started walking and tried to hide. I don't know what else I could have done." She attempted to remember any details that could

"Well other than your clothes being covered in dust they were intact so I don't think anything too bad happened to you other than that head injury. We found you just in time." A small smile appeared on his face to reassure the girl. He knew in a situation like this it wouldn't help to worry her.

"It looks like I was lucky. I don't want to know what would have happened without you."

"You won't have to know." He tried to ignore the possibilities and quickly changed the topic. "Where are you going to go after this? Do you have any place to stay?"

"I-I don't know. I don't remember where I came from, or why I was on the ground to begin with." Her voice was quiet as she conveyed her situation to the man watching over her.

"You don't remember?" Surprise was evident in his question. The man had considered that she might not remember some things due to her injury but he had no idea as to what extent it might be. She shook her head in response. "Do you remember anything at all?" She shook her head again.

"What's going on? Why can't I remember anything?" Her heart thundered as she tried to figure out what had happened to her. Adrenaline coursed through her, causing her to shake.

"Look, it's going be alright." The man tried to calm her down but he became nervous himself. Cautiously, he put his hand on her shoulder and she flinched slightly in response. After a few moments of adjusting, the panicked girl calmed down.

"Th-thanks; and thank you for taking me in. I hope I'm not too much trouble," she mumbled.

"No, you're not at all. You've just been sleeping for the past couple of days." He laughed and removed his hand.

"A couple of days?" she gasped. He nodded in response.

"It's expected. After all, you must have lost a lot of blood." The stranger's explanation made sense; she remembered the blurred sight of her blood-soaked hand.

"I suppose so. I'm sorry, I don't know your name," she said with a slight smile. The man mentally slapped himself for forgetting a simple introduction.

"Oh I'm sorry; my name is Farlan," he hesitated, "Do you remember your name?"

"I-I don't. Perhaps, you haven't seen me before have you?" The hope in the girl's voice caused his heart the slightly crack. He had great sympathy for her; she looked scared.

"I haven't; I'm sorry. It may be possible that Levi or Isabel have seen you around before." He muttered the last part under his breath. Though it was a possibility he highly doubted that the two had ever seen her before. They both had seemed equally as surprised to see her in this dump.

"Levi and Isabel?"

"They're the two that I live with. Levi actually carried you here, which is odd, seeing as he hates getting any dirt on him."

"Is that so? I should thank him then." Farlan laughed softly.

"What's so funny?"

"He won't care if you thank him. That's just the kind of guy he is." It was true. Levi Ackerman didn't care for gratitude; he had very little of it himself. The thought of him every being grateful that someone thanked him amused Farlan.

"Thanking him shouldn't hurt. I'm sorry Farlan, but could you possibly untie me please? The rope is starting to burn my wrist."

"Yes, of course. I'm sorry about that; we can't just let people in without precaution." He pulled out a pocket knife from his vest and cut the rope. She put her wrists in front of her and rolled them around to reduce the amount of stiffness in the joint.

"That makes sense. It didn't look a friendly place out there. Where are we?" He sighed at her cluelessness. She really didn't have any knowledge regarding her location.

"We're in the Underground; it's a place you go when you have no other option. I suppose you can guess what it's like." The girl nodded and cringed at the thought of what it must be like. They sat in silence for a few minutes until he spoke again, "I understand if you don't want to, but would you like to stay with us for a while? I know it's dangerous down here and all and we aren't exactly the good guys but we could use the extra help," he said as he ran his hand through his hair. He couldn't believe what he'd just asked but an overwhelming sense of pity controlled his voice. If she couldn't stay there, where would she go? Nowhere good, he was sure of that.

"Are you sure? I don't want to be burden. I could go and look around for another place if you'd like." She quickly offered to leave; she didn't want to give these people more work than they already had. From Farlan had told her and from what she had gathered, life down there was not at all easy.

"A shitty brat like you wouldn't last a day out there. You'd be dead before you even knew it." She turned her attention from Farlan to the man that stood in the doorway. His dark raven hair was styled in an undercut and his features showed very little emotion other than annoyance.

The girl stumbled over her words, trying to think of what to say.

"Welcome back Levi." Respect was clear in Farlan's greeting to the stranger.

"This is Levi," she mentally noted.

"Did you get what you needed?"

"That and a little more; there's just enough spare for her." Levi's eyes pierced hers with an intimidating gaze, studying her intently. "Are you going to tell me who you are?" Impatience was visibly growing within him. She tore her eyes from his and looked down. The aura radiating from her frightened her, making her incredibly nervous.

"There's a problem with that Levi." Farlan sighed, anticipating how his stubborn friend would react.

"What would that be?"

"I-I don't remember it." His eyes widened for a split moment before returning to their cold, hard glare.

"How don't you remember something as simple as that? It sounds like a shitty moron's excuse for a way out." She stared at him blankly for a moment before her eyes started watering. How could he say that without even a sign of emotion? She cursed and wiped the tears away. She didn't want to appear weak to this man. This was obviously a man who didn't tolerate any weakness.

"Levi don't you think that was a bit much?" Farlan was irritated by Levi's lack of empathy. Levi simply scoffed in response.

"Maybe I am Levi. Maybe I'm just a fucking moron who can't even remember her own god damn name." She snapped, clenching her fists so that impressions of her nails were left in the skin. Farlan looked at her in surprise. Barely anyone stood up to Levi let alone someone smaller and weaker. "Just because I can't remember who I am doesn't mean I'm going to let you talk shit about me. I may be a moron Levi, but I'm sure as hell not stupid." The girl looked back into his eyes which remained stoic. Levi was taken back by her outburst, but left without any sign of a reaction.

"Are you okay?" Farlan asked. She sniffled and wiped the remaining tears away. Despite the fact she was crying, Farlan was still impressed. "She could be useful after all."

"Not really," she muttered, "I shouldn't have snapped like that. I'm sorry."

"No it's alright; it's completely understandable. Come on let's go get some food. You're probably hungry." She nodded and stood up, following Farlan closely. The two walked out into what appeared to be the dining room. Instantly she noticed Levi leaning up against a wall and a girl sitting at a rickety looking table.

"Oh you're awake!" the red head jumped up and ran over to the pair. She grabbed the newcomer's hands and started shaking them rapidly up and down.

"Uh, yes, I am." She chuckled nervously at the stranger's enthusiasm. She didn't want to be rude to one of the three who had taken her in, so she went along with it.

"I was starting to get worried that you wouldn't." The smaller girl looked at the red head surprised.

"Th-thank you for worrying about me but I'm alright."

"Oh come and sit down. You're probably tired." She didn't even get the chance to respond before she was pulled onto the rickety chair. Despite the fact that she had been sleeping for days she didn't have the energy to argue with the overly enthused girl.

"This is Isabel. As I said before, she's the other person who lives here," Farlan explained, chuckling slightly at her reaction to his outgoing friend. Her red hair was tied back and her green eyes were staring eagerly into the new addition's.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Isabel," she said with a small smile.

"She's so quiet and cute!" Isabel squealed as she took in characteristics of the newcomer.

"Isabel, stop," Levi snapped at Isabel's enthused mood which instantly vanished at his demand.

"I'm sorry Big Bro. Hey I don't know your name or who you are."

"Neither does she," Levi grumbled.

"What do you mean?" Isabel tilted her head in confusion, looking at the girl. She coward at her gaze, knowing that she would have to tell of her condition.

"Because of her injury, she doesn't remember who she is," Farlan explained for the shy girl.

"Nothing at all? Not even your name?" She shook her head at Isabel. Everything went silent and all eyes fell on her.

"Thank you all for taking me in. I appreciate it. If I'm being a bother I can go somewhere-"

"Didn't you hear a word I said before? You wouldn't last a day out there without knowing anything," Levi began to grow agitated at her naivety. Nothing seemed to be getting through to her.

"I did but I don't want to end up getting you into any more danger." Levi stared at her and clicked his tongue.

"You'll stay here." Farlan looked at Levi completely surprised and Isabel looked excited. The girl looked at him shocked. He didn't seem the type to care for taking people in. "You're going to have to learn how to survive down here and listen to everything I say; no exceptions," he explained. She didn't know what words to say so she just nodded slowly. "I have some spare gear that you can use and we'll start practising tomorrow. I don't take any slacking."

"Th-thank you, Levi." She didn't know how to respond exactly.

"You're going to get into a lot of trouble. You know that?" Farlan warned; she nodded.

"I'm fine with that. All I really want to do is stay alive for the mean time. I don't care about anything else." Her voice was quiet but she didn't intend for it to come out as cold as it did.

"Good," Levi responded. He looked the girl over once more. She wasn't skinny but she wasn't overly large. She had a similar shape to Isabel's who had been using the gear for a while. Her cute appearance could get them some extra things if she was up to the job. If she were to stay, he would make sure she was.

"This is great! I finally have another girl around here. You have no idea how bad it is just living with two guys." Isabel grinned.

"Is it that bad?" she hesitantly asked.

"Trust me you don't want to know. Anyway why don't I show you around? It'll be good for you to know your way around here."

"Is it really dangerous out there?"

"That is an understatement." Isabel sighed; she knew far too well what the Underground was truly like.

"Make sure you eat before you leave, Brat. I don't need you fainting out in the middle of the street," Levi ordered. She nodded and picked up the piece of bread in front of her. She took a bite into the stale food and groaned at how bad it was. Still, it was better than nothing at all.

As she finished the bread Levi clicked his tongue again, "Let's go." He stood from against the wall and walked towards the front door. The three of them follow him out into the abandoned, filthy streets. "Disgusting," Levi muttered as he looked around.

"It looks like no matter how long you've down here you don't get used to the condition of this place," she thought, "Maybe they haven't actually been down here that long."

"Listen up Brat. If you ever lose sight of us you're dead. Do you understand?" He looked straight into the girl's eyes.

"Yes." She quickened her pace slightly so that there was no chance of falling behind.

"This is a dangerous place; you won't survive without training. You seem a kind person, but down here that can get you killed. You're going to do shit that might trouble you later on. I'm not going to lie to you; living down here isn't fucking enjoyable. Since they abandoned the place, the Underground has become a place for criminals and that includes us. It's the only way to survive." His monotone voice made her shiver slightly.

"It's easy to tell that, however long he has been down here, it's been far too long."

Though the place was filthy, it had its own sense of beauty about it to the girl. The crumbling buildings are a sight that for some reason put her slightly at ease: only slightly. There were suspicious looking characters everywhere staring at the four as they walked.

"This is nerve wracking," she whispered.

"Don't worry about it too much; you'll learn to get used to it. Out here in the open with possible military police surveillance, they won't do a thing. Plus, we have our own ways of defending ourselves," Farlan explained. She nodded and continued to walk. They weren't out for very long, but it was long enough for her to get a sense of where the house was as well as places not to go to unless in the company of others.

There wasn't much sense of time with the only source of moonlight coming from far off in the distance. The only real light came from the candles faintly lighting the surrounding houses. She didn't argue when it was time to go back to the house.

When they arrived the girl was told that she'd be sharing a room with Isabel. Though she was really loud, Isabel was a nice person and she didn't think rooming with her would be a bad thing. When she walked into her new bedroom, she changed into some clothes they had gotten from the market and started changing for bed. She'd been asleep for two full days but somehow she still felt exhausted. When she'd finished changing, Isabel walked in.

"How are you holding up?" She asked with a smile.

"I'm not really sure; I'm just really confused to be honest."

"I don't blame you. It must be hard not even knowing your name." Isabel stopped to inspect the girl's outfit. "Those clothes fit you well at least, and they suit you too."

"I hope they do. I think I'll get used to the name thing and I don't know how the clothes look on me. I don't even know what I look like." She had mumbled the last part but Isabel still managed to hear her.

"Wait right here." Isabel ran out of the room and came back less than a minute later. Waving the cracked mirror she possessed in her hand, she laughed softly, "At least now you'll know something about yourself."

The girl stared at her reflection, carefully studying it. She had deep, dark brown hair that was near black and reached down to her chest. Her skin was pale in complexion and her eyes were a deep green colour with specks of brown around them.

"That's me?" she gasped.

"It sure is; you're really cute." Isabel chuckled as the girl continued to look in the mirror, "It's a wonder why you're down here and covered in dirt. You could easily pass for a noble in Wall Sina."

"Wall Sina?" Isabel had forgotten about her new friend's predicament.

"There's a lot you need to learn but we'll save that for another day. I'm not really the best teacher."

"That's fine; don't worry about it."

"By the way, is that a scar on your arm?" The girl quickly looked down and to see that Isabel right. There was a long, faint scar running up from her wrist to her elbow on her right arm.

"What the heck is this from?" she muttered with wide eyes, "How didn't I notice this when I was changing?"

"I don't know. It looks pretty bad though." Isabel trailed off. The girl decided to quickly change the subject, not wanting to discuss speculations of past events any further.

"Is Levi going to be harsh with training tomorrow?"

"Big Brother doesn't go easy on anyone, so it will be pretty tough. I'm sure you'll be fine though; you seem smart enough to work everything out."

"If you say so." Her words blurred as a yawn escaped her lips.

"You can take the bed; you're the injured one after all." The girl quickly declined Isabel's offer.

"No I can't do that! I'll just have the floor; as long as I have a pillow and blanket I'll be fine."

"You're on the bed," Isabel demanded, though she wasn't very intimidating.

"No, you are. I'm the one intruding therefore I get the floor." She grabbed the blanket and pillow that were set out for her on Isabel's bed and set them out on the floor. Before Isabel could argue back she lied down and rested her head on the clumpy pillow.

"Goodnight Isabel." She could hear Isabel sigh then laugh behind her.

"Sleep well."

As she slept she had no dreams; not even a nightmare; she didn't have any fears or any hopes to fill them. She had nothing, but she knew that that wouldn't be the case for long. She was curious as to whether it was a blessing or a curse that she got to start over completely. What had she started over from? Did she live a pleasant life beforehand? These questions floated through her mind as she lost consciousness, just waiting to be answered.