Hello my fellow fans!

This is my first fanfiction, I've based the beginning off of the manga Shingeki no Kyojin Gaiden - Kuinaki Sentaku, except I switched the roll of Levi and the OC. I am not completely basing it off the manga so there should not be any spoilers! Though i will be referencing the anime, so if you have not seen the anime, don't read the further chapters! I will also be throwing in random similarities from other fandoms!

Now that I'm done school I have time to myself to write these, so if this chapter is popular, I shall continue the adventure!

Enjoy and leave comments! ~(^0^)~

The Underground City was a complete mess. People lay half dead in alleys, sickness was everywhere, and the only way to survive was to partake in criminal activities, which sometimes involved killing. I'm not proud of what I do here, no one is, but it's how we survive.

I'm the leader of a small gang, and when I say small I mean three people...including myself. There's Jack, Suzan and I, and there is absolutely no trust between the three of us, we just stick together because it's convenient.

Jack is a lanky boy with brown hair and blue eyes while Suzan is tall and skinny with long, uncut brown hair and brown eyes. The two of them are just on the borderline of 21, I've just turned 24 but you would never believe me. My height is about 4'11", I have very short, dark brown, bouncing curls for hair, and my eyes look as if they're silver with gold specks. We had stolen 3D Maneuver Gear from an unfortunate group of Military Police and have since become pros.

The three of use were just having one of our regular Monday afternoons of glaring at people, stealing things, and now currently, in a larger than usual fight. It's just been one of those days where everybody hates everybody else, so any little bump on the shoulder sets the whole street into a brawl. Between the flying of fists and human projectiles, I noticed the Military Police tried to break it up but were forced to join the fight.

What happened next, I did not expect. As I dodged a flying fist aimed at my face whilst smoothly drop kicking the attacker, I just made out the shape of wings on the back of a green cape, a cape attached to a rather large body. When he turned around I noticed a mustache and beard, and that he looked as if he had just found his intended target. Me.

I didn't have enough time to fully memorize his appearance, for I was already soaring through the air calling Jack and Suzan after me. Sure we didn't get along, but when wanted by the Survey Corps, the more the merrier.

"Why would the Survey Corps here? They always seemed to good to be visiting places like this." Suzan asked this as she came up beside me.

"I don't know, maybe the higher ups sent them, finally realizes how useless the MP is." I replied, looking behind me, I manage to make out five figures in pursuit. "Whatever the reason is, we may find out, looks like they're coming after us." Suzan and Jack look behind and groan, "you guys know what to do right? Time to split up."

We wished each other luck as we part ways, Jack to the left, Suzan to the right while I keep going forward. I look behind to see if they have taken the bait, and they did. I see that two have broken off from the five, one going after Jack while the other follows after Suzan, while I'm stuck with the three. They're most likely the leaders of the group, and know exactly who they're chasing.

Three people may be a little tricky, but two of the three looked large, while the other seemed considerably smaller. I don't think I've ever been so thankful for my tiny frame, it gives me the advantage of swiftly moving between small spaces with the 3D MG, and if the rumours that the Survey Corps are naturalists with the gear are false, I'm in luck.

The Underground has houses and streets that are tightly packed together. I head in the direction of the most compressed neighbourhood. I strategically maneuver myself through alleys, houses, laundry hung out to dry, and finally over a bridge just before a deserted square. I lightly land on the bridge's railing, waiting and listening. Quiet. That's all I hear, so I suppose the rumours were false.

Rolling my shoulders I spin on my heels with my hands in my pant pockets and jump off the bridge into the empty square, whistling a soundless tune - then I hear it - movement. I turn just in time to put my arms in front of myself as a body with dark hair collides into me.

As we land on the ground I move my feet beneath the body and kicked it off, swiftly standing. I was taught martial arts when younger so at least my body remembers to move into somewhat of a fighting stance. There was silence between us as we glared at each other, daring someone to move.

I take this time to look at who it was in front of me. He's not much taller than myself, which answers the question of how he followed me through the buildings, his associates most likely were forced to take a detour. His dark hair parts just off center, allowing his bangs to fall over his forehead and his hair is shaved at the nape of his neck. I'm just thankful looks don't kill because that glare had murderous intents.

In my peripheral vision I notice a small table, most likely used for playing checkers, just an arm's length away. I count to three before reaching out with lightning speed to throw the table at the man with all my might. Just as the table comes into contact, which he simply kicks out of the way with ease, my grapple-hook had already attached itself to a roof.

Unfortunately I had waited to long, as the compressed air propelled me towards the roof, the others had already caught up. One was aiming right at my wire with his blades - successfully cutting it - which gave me no choice but to crash face first into the side of the house.

I land on my back and quickly begin to feel warm liquid running down from my nose, tasting copper, I can only hope my nose isn't broken, for I don't have enough time to check before I'm moving again. I always keep a knife hidden on myself for emergencies like this one. I'm cornered against the wall, the three of them spread out in front of me, I recognize the large one from the brawl, the third newcomer is slightly shorter than the mustached man, he seems to have perfectly styled hair and an impressive set of eyebrows.

"I would rather not fight you, my name is Erwin Smith, I'm a commander from the Survey Corps. I'd like to discuss something with you." The man flaunting the eyebrows earnestly spoke, but I really didn't want anything to do with these guys.

Wiping my nose with the back of my hand - that still seems to have a never ending flow - causing blood to smear over my face and hand. I did think about his offer for about .2 seconds before charging forward. I decide to go after the giant standing on my left, you know what they say, the bigger they are the harder they fall, and that's exactly what happened. I easily - to my surprise - swipe his legs from underneath his large frame.

Using the momentum from my crouching spin, I swipe my other leg out in an attempt to take out the smaller man of the three, but my efforts are easily dodged. I notice Erwin come up from behind him, swinging a blade-less 3D MG handle towards me. I block it with my free arm and send my knife charging towards his throat, the knife never hit its' mark, for I was kicked in the side by the small, dark haired man. I skidded to a halt, I was about to attack again,\ but stopped in my tracks when I heard Suzan's voice.

"Let go of me!" Jack and Suzan were stripped of their 3D Maneuver Gear, their hands cuffed behind their back. The two Survey Corps have successfully captured them, and seem to be accompanied by three Military Police officers.

There's no chance of me escaping now. I have no choice but raise my hands above my head in defeat. I wait patiently as the big one forces my arms behind my back and secures the iron cuffs that dig into my skin. There's movement on my other side as the small one begins to take my 3D MG off, hands way to close for comfort, occasionally they graze my leg, which is followed by a glare that seems to go unnoticed.

As I am slowly forced to vulnerability, and pushed to my knees beside Jack and Suzan, I listen in on the conversation between Erwin and the MP leader.

"You can't come down here and take criminals that are our responsibility. I order you to hand over the criminals so they may be punished for their crimes." The officer says this angrily, most likely embarrassed that they could never capture us first.

"If that's what you think, than we will hold a private hearing. We will allow Darius Zackly to decide who gets custody over the three."

"Hey! Wait a minute! Don't get ahead of yourselves! The two of us have nothing to do with her! Whatever the Survey Corps has in mind, we don't want anything to do with it!" Well that was definitely unexpected, especially from Jack, I mean I know we never got along but it still hurt. Though I suppose I can't blame them, the Survey Corps will most likely send us out into the field, where we will be mauled by Titans. The Military Police would just punish and give jail time.

There was silence all around, I kept my eyes on the dirty ground, glaring a hole into it, I was angry they would so easily betray me. However, I wasn't going to give in, there was no way I was going to give up. "Then it's settled, the Military Police may take those two away-"

"But you have no right-!"

"The Survey Corps successfully captured the three of them and has been generous enough to allow you to take the two criminals. I don't believe I remember her saying she would rather go with the MP. Once on the surface I shall arrange a court hearing, and the decision will be decided then." Well Erwin was certainly good with his words.

It looked as if the officer was going to say something else, but thought better of it. He angrily ordered his subordinates to collect Jack and Suzan, leaving the six of us in the empty square.

I notice a nod from Erwin and I'm swiftly hauled to my feet by the large man. "Now then, shall we get down to business?" I didn't like how calm Erwin was over this whole situation.