Hello and thanks for giving this fic an opportunity. This is the second time I try to publish this one, this is a translation of my first EruRi fanfic, the first time I tried to translate it didn't go very well, so I deleted it. Now I'm having help from the awesome Mang-o (look for her on Tumblr and AO3) and finally I'm able to publish this fic again. I must say that, although is my first fic, it's my favorite from all the ones I wrote after this one.

Warning: This fic contains violence, sensitive themes, obscene language, explicit sex scenes and it's an adaptation of the manga, so if you haven't read it, you'll find spoilers. (Well, actually I wrote this one on 2016, most likely there is nothing new)

I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter I: Silverwire

And there he was, flying through the air as if in a dream, in that man's arms which held him very tightly, he felt protected, he felt as if he could achieve anything in the world.

The gusts of wind moved his golden hair wildly about and prevented him from keeping his eyes fully open; adrenaline ran through his body, he felt particularly excited rather than afraid, his heart beating, for the first time in a long time, he felt truly alive.

When he raised his gaze to see that man, his eyes slowly took in the deep, penetrating silver of the other's, managing to ascertain the reason for his nickname.

'Silverwire'

He didn't have the slightest idea that that moment would cause his whole life to change drastically.

Erwin Smith was starting his first day as chief of the investigation department at the Sina City Police Headquarters. He had been transferred from the police department of a minor district, but because the previous chief had recently been killed in a shoot-out between drug-trafficking gangs, the blond was called to fill his post.

Erwin was selected and transferred because of his widely-spread reputation; the man possessed near-superhuman intelligence, which helped him quickly solve any investigation he was assigned. Moreover, he was an astute and calculating man, capable of thinking clearly and objectively while facing the most difficult situations. Despite this, he was a kind and gentle man, always concerned about the greater good.

That promotion was precisely what he had been wishing for quite some time; he yearned to work in a big city where crime was the norm. The purpose of his life was, and always would be, to fight criminals and to bring justice and peace to people. What moved and motivated him was to put every single one of those corrupted individuals behind bars.

Erwin wasn't one for paperwork: he preferred to be on the field, fighting criminals face to face, to him, it was much more productive to attend ops, raids, and remain near the crime scene in general. Being able to cuff a murderer or thief, made a victorious smile play on his face every time.

However, being in his current position, it was his duty to see to paperwork, which kept piling up on his desk after an entire week untouched, that being the amount of time he'd had from arriving at his new job.

"Working hard, eh?"

"Oh, Captain Pixis, how are you?" Erwin's office door remained open so Pixis didn't need to knock in order to announce his presence.

Dot Pixis was the highest-ranking chief of the Sina City Police Department and Erwin's immediate superior. He was an old man, who possessed ample experience after an entire life dedicated to combating crime. The feats made throughout his career were well-known throughout the country's police departments and even internationally. And because he was no longer capable of doing field work, he ran the department with his own knowledge and expertise. The old man was a cheerful and kind person, who always cared about his subordinates, that being the reason why he'd gone to Erwin's office, to make sure he was adjusting to his new position.

"I'm great, Erwin, thank you for asking-" the old man smiled "-I know you dislike sitting in your office checking reports, but I need you to understand that it's part of your job and for you to take it seriously. However, I'd also like for your stay at our department to be as nice as possible, so please, if you need anything don't hesitate to let me know.-" he informed without changing his calm and understanding tone.

"Thank you very much, sir. It will take me some time to organize myself, since I've let work pile up for a week, but I'll be done soon and return to the streets to fulfill my duty, you can count on it-" he stated, entirely confident in his words.

"That's the spirit!" the old policeman laughed vigorously "I'm glad to have young people like you on our side"

"Thank you, sir!"

"Well, I better get going. If you ever need me, I'll be in my office"

"Sir!" Erwin hurriedly called "Actually, there is something you can do for me"

"Really? Glad to help." the old man sat in front to Erwin's desk willing to hear his concerns.

"You see, I've been reviewing some reports and I've also heard of it from some officers. I'd like to know who the so-acclaimed 'Silverwire' is; from what I've gathered, he's one of the most wanted criminals and nobody from our department has been able to arrest him. But, which are his charges, exactly? I haven't been able to find his records into all this chaos." He asked, since the topic had caught his attention due the constant gossip among officers and some reports he had had the chance to read mentioned the existence of said criminal.

"I see!" Pixis leaned back on his seat to begin his story. "I really don't understand how you haven't heard from him before. He's a very particular character, and he's quite popular on this city due to his actions." He crossed his legs and frowned, starting to get excited about his own tale. "See, citizens have dubbed him 'Silverwire' because those who've had the chance to see him up close, talk about his cold gaze and the gray color of his eyes. That's because he's always covered, except his eyes, for obvious reasons, and that is also why we haven't been able to uncover his identity. The guy dedicates himself to catching the city's most dangerous criminals and on countless occasions, he's helped innocent people, that's why citizens consider him as some sort of "superhero" or avenger."

"Wait! All the things you're telling me sound as if they were taken from a comic book. What I still can't understand is why he's wanted by the police and considered as a criminal, despite having helped fight crime -" to Erwin, what the old man was telling him made no sense, he listened carefully to each word and it all seemed surreal, which made his curiosity pique.

Pixis let out a hearty laugh "I haven't told you the whole story. But before I continue, I want you to understand something, Erwin: there's a reason the police department exists and that is to bring justice and peace to citizens. All of our members are highly qualified to fulfill this task and under no circumstance should a civilian take the justice in their own hands. We carry out our duty backed by the law, but when someone decides to act on their own, even if it's for the sake of justice, it's not certain that they would follow legal methods." While the old man spoke, Erwin listened attentively and brought him a glass of water.

"I understand, sir. You are completely right"

"Thank you. I'll continue: our dear friend 'Silverwire' uses some very unconventional methods of justice. He doesn't hesitate to beat, torture or even murder in the cruelest of ways." The blond blinked in surprise, his prominent eyebrows arching and his mouth opening slightly, aghast, as if he did not believe what he was hearing. "I get your reaction. But I'm afraid that's not everything" stated the old man "some people prefer to qualify him as 'The modern Robin Hood' since he steals from the rich, with the difference that he keeps all of it."

"A thief stealing from another thief…" Erwin murmured thoughtfully.

"Exactly, and we assume that he keeps everything because we always check the perps' accounts and they're empty; as if all the money had vanished. How he does it is still a mystery for us" he explained "but in a city as big as ours, with so much money circulating, it's impossible to track it, there are hundreds of companies that handle millions and we can't investigate them without cause. It's because of this, my dear friend, that that man holds the title of most wanted criminal, responsible of dozens of deaths and stealing billions-" the old man finished his explanation, taking his time to drink from his glass and waiting for his subordinate's reaction.

"But, how is it possible for him to do all that? Furthermore, how come you haven't been able to catch him?"

"We don't understand tons of things about that character. For instance, one of the main reasons why he is considered a superhero is because he has a strange high-tech device that allows him to 'fly' or rather move through the air at high speed. It's a mechanism that hooks to any surface and propels him; his nickname is also derived from this. Besides, he seems to possesses great agility and skill to operate the device."

"The more I hear, the harder it becomes to believe it."

"I know!" he laughed energetically once more "I couldn't believe it until I saw him with my own two eyes. However, that's still not all, it appears that he has an incredible strength, we've seen him lifting things several times his own weight and with a single punch or kick that man is capable of breaking bones; despite his height. We can't understand how someone like that can be so strong." The old man explained seriously while playing with his bushy moustache.

"How is all of this possible?" he reiterated the question, still incredulous.

"We have been asking ourselves that same question for a long while, young man. But that's how things are around here, I'm sure that sooner or later you'll have your first encounter with him, it will an experience, I can assure you."

"Excuse my disbelief, but what you're telling me is incredible, sir." There were still many questions on Erwin's mind but, before he could continue asking, a man appeared at the door. He was a very tall, blond guy, with a slight moustache, who had probably ran there, if his breathing was anything to go by.

"What happened, Mike? Why are you so agitated?" Erwin asked.

"Sir! It's Silverwire. He's in the middle of a gang fight that was just called in." When Erwin heard that, his heart started beating faster, a strange thrill seized him, because he would be able to prove with his own eyes what he had just heard.

"We must leave immediately!"

"Well, Erwin, looks like it'll be sooner than I expected. Good luck, and please don't do anything irrational. It's not a big deal if you're unable to catch him." Pixis stated seriously, but still in that kind tone of his.

"Yes, sir!" That said, both blonds bid farewell to their superior and left with the rest of the units for the crime scene.

The patrol cars traveled fast to reach the crime scene as soon as possible, the thunderous sound of sirens echoed through the city streets. Mike silently drove at full speed with his superior, to whom he had previously explained the details of the situation: a confrontation over territory between gangs was happening in a very conflictive part of town. Because of the shootings, the police were alerted and the officers who arrived immediately asked for backup due to the difficulty and danger of the situation.

Amid all the chaos, the masked, so-called 'hero' appeared. Said character was a man of rather short stature, which sometimes caused confusion, because it could turn out to be a teenager, as crazy as it sounded.

His outfit consisted of tight pants and several leather straps that served as support for the strange device he used to move through the air. In addition to this, he wore gloves, boots and a hooded jacket; all in black.

Furthermore, the jacket was adorned with a wing design on the back. Some people used to call them 'the wings of freedom' but the meaning or origin of the symbol was unknown to everyone. And despite this simple costume, what really hid the identity of the man was his mask; it had a simple design consisting of black and white sections, and it was impossible to see any of his face except for his eyes, which were already famous. Some people feared him, others admired him. Several myths, stories and urban legends were created around that mysterious character's orbs.

For Erwin, it was all pretty unreal, as if for some unknown reason, he had teleported to another dimension, where the whole 'superhero' thing was possible. It all felt like a cliché TV show and, even so, the man's curiosity was ever-present, he wanted to confirm those tales with his own eyes and see if that man was really as impressive as people described him.

Lost in his own thoughts, he did not notice when they arrived at the scene, the noise of the city mixed with that of patrol cars and the constant explosion of weapons that could be heard nearby.

In order to be less obvious, they parked a few blocks away and covered the rest of the way on foot, managing to fence the perimeter with strategically-placed units in key points, snipers aiming from the top of the surrounding buildings waiting for the order to shoot. The rest of the backup approached cautiously to observe the situation and to devise an action plan before joining the scene.

Erwin neared slowly, gun in hand and protected by a bulletproof vest, followed by Mike and the rest of the team; his feet ached to move faster, however, logic dictated that he should act with stealth.

"…And you think those little toys are gonna hurt me, asshole?" Uttered a rather robotic voice, quite possible altered on purpose and despite that fact, it sounded full of arrogance and contempt.

"I'm warning you idiot, don't get into grown-ups' fights, otherwise you'll leave here in a coffin" A second voice warned. "Do you think this is a place to be playing hero? This is none of your business, so I'll give you five seconds to move your disgusting ass out of my sight-"

Erwin, hidden behind a car that was parked a few meters from the spot, was finally able to observe the situation. His eyes widened as if in doing that gesture he would be able to capture more of the scene: several men were holed up on one side of the street, all pointing their weapons to the other side. The same situation was replicated at the opposite end of the street a few meters away. And amid all that was that man, unmissable, as they had described him: dark clothing, hood and a mask which rendered his identity completely unknown, and the strange device hanging from his hips. In his hands, also, the man carried some sort of giant blades that seemed very sharp.

"Don't be so full of yourself, you pig! Your shitty rambling is boring me, enough talking." the masked man spoke again. After that, everything happened too fast to process. The man activated his device from which ropes were released and hooked to one of the electricity poles and the man was quickly suspended in midair, with great ease to handle and maneuver, the man 'flew' over the gang to which the criminal who was previously arguing with him belonged. The others pointed their weapons and fired unsuccessfully again and again because he was very fast.

In the blink of an eye, with great agility the man used his weapons to attack the bandits, managing to make deep gashes on their bodies, some deadly others not quite. One by one they fell after letting out plaintive cries of pain that echoed all around. Both members of the opposite gang and the police watched the slaughter in amazement and shock. Blood sprayed through the air with each cut of those sharp blades into the bodies of the perpetrators.

"Go to hell, scum!" was heard before the masked man decapitated the delinquent, with whom he had been arguing previously, with a single movement. The man landed just when the headless corpse slumped on the pavement, looking in the direction of the remaining criminals. Said evildoers rushed out of the trance where they were in and fled, riding swiftly on the vehicles they employed as trenches during their confrontation.

Meanwhile, Erwin observed the massacre attentively; his eyes following every movement of that character and studying the environment at the same time, in order to plan the best way to step in and successfully capture him. Within seconds he came up with several different plans, analyzing the possible consequences of each one.

Finally, he decided that the best course of action would be to incapacitate him in some way to prevent him from escape. Right next to the place where the man landed, was a structure about to collapse; Erwin assumed that if he shot at it, the debris would fall on the criminal, giving him enough time to apprehend him.

The blond proceeded according to plan and shot at the structure, however he made a mistake: he didn't take into account the criminal's dexterity and agility. As soon as the bullet impacted, the man nimbly dodged the rubble and looked to source of the bullet. But Erwin was quite fast as well, therefore seeing as his plan had failed, he used that moment to come out of hiding and quickly approach the masked man, pointing his weapon, fearless despite the events he had just witnessed.

"My name is Erwin Smith, chief of Sina City Police Department, you are wanted for a large amount of crimes, which is why I'm placing you under arrest" he spoke decidedly, looking at the masked man with cold eyes and ready to react at his first movement. He was sure the man wouldn't move since he would shoot if he tried.

"Oh! So we have a new chief? The previous one and I got along really well" He huffed out a cynical laugh. "Well, Erwin Smith, nice to meet you, unfortunately I don't agree with your statement…" that said with a swift move, much faster than Erwin's reaction time, the masked man stood in front of him, delivering a kick so strong to his hands that it managed to send the gun flying and firing, upon impacting the ground.

The blond couldn't believe what was happening, those agile movements were almost superhuman, just like he had been told. And from the pain on his hand due the kick was acute, he would not be surprised if it was broken.

"We'll see each other again, Erwin Smith, more often that you think" He pronounced with finality, then triggered his device again and was propelled through the air, quickly disappearing from sight. The succession of events was so brief no one had any time to react, officers were still hiding, stunned looks on their faces, and snipers remained at attention but without orders to shoot (and even if they had received one, they probably would not have been able to act on time). Once the masked man disappeared, several officers came out of hiding and called ambulances to tend the few who had not yet died from their wounds.

"Are you all right sir?" Mike asked to his superior, hurrying to help him snap out of it after everything that had taken place.

"I'm fine, sorry for having acted so hastily"

"That man had never attacked a policeman before," Mike said "…But I see it wasn't too critical" he concluded, after having checked Erwin.

"I still can't believe what happened, it's like some kind of insane nightmare. But I swear one of my priorities from now on will be to catch this man! We simply can't allow such rudimentary and barbaric methods of justice" he announced with conviction.

"What you propose is no easy task" The officer stated. Mike was willing to help Erwin but he did not continue, as he was a man of few words.

"I understand, but even so, I'll do everything to arrest him. That cheap excuse of bringing criminals to so-called justice, doesn't give him the right to end their lives, this has to stop as soon as possible." The ambulances arrived and Erwin was treated by paramedics who confirmed that the kick had not caused serious injuries; he was given medicine for pain and allowed to return to the police department with Mike, followed by the rest of the patrols at the scene.

The blond's mind pored over everything that had just happened. If it had been a particularly unpleasant nightmare, he would have liked to wake up, but he knew it was not the case. And despite the atrocities he witnessed, that night, his chest swelled with a new feeling for him: a challenge. That was it, because of all his years in service, nothing had ever come close to a challenge of this level, to catch an uncatchable man and put him in jail, that would be the purpose of his existence from that day forward.

"So? How'd today go?"

"Tch, if it hadn't been for the nosy policemen I would've probably gotten a good amount."

"Well, at least you were able to get rid of some troublemakers, right? So come on! 'Super hero'!" the woman vigorously patted the man's back as she cackled obnoxiously.

"Stop calling me that, four-eyes!" he complained, threatening her with his fist.

"Okay, okay, don't get mad. Such temper! No one would think you're one of the good guys going by that attitude" she continued teasing.

"Hanji, you best get out of my sight before you join those idiots in the same hell," he threatened her again showing a very irritated expression, frowning as much as he could and a malicious gleam in his eyes.

"Marry me already, Levi!" Hanji continued making fun of him. "You know you can't get rid of me. What is a super hero without his loyal mad scientist, after all?" She stuck out her tongue and left the office bouncing childishly. Meanwhile, Levi only stared at her with contempt, wondering how he could stand such an annoying woman. They had known each other since childhood, but she never ceased to irritate him with her comments and excitable personality.

The raven-haired man went to an adjacent room, that could only be accessed from his office, where he kept a closet. He began removing his clothes, to replace them with the classic business suit: black jacket with matching trousers, white shirt and, this time, a gray satin tie that went perfectly with his eyes.

Levi Ackerman owned a prestigious tech company, located in the commercial district, along with the city's biggest companies. In Levi's business, among other things, millionaire medical and technological research was carried out. This improved the quality of life of low-income citizens by providing them with access to cutting-edge products from said fields. But also, a good percentage of the company's income was donated to charity, thus making Levi famous for his generosity and kindness, even though those closest to him didn't understand how an apathetic man like himself could have such a giving heart.

The hooded coat, pants, boots, gloves and other articles of clothing were carefully stored along with the 3D Maneuver Gear within a hidden compartment in Ackerman's closet. Who then went to sit in front of his desk to begin sorting the huge amount of papers that had piled up, either pending revision or approval.

"Tch, stupid paperwork…" he complained while bored with signing "Erwin Smith, huh?" he said to himself when he recalled the events of the day. He remembered the penetrating stare of those intense blue eyes, which showed a great deal of determination and courage. Very different from the former police chief, a coward who had never come close to catch him. "This is gonna be interesting. It was about time!" the raven smiled softly, relaxing his hard demeanor.

Without him noticing, a small flame had started burning inside of him, his life had become quite pointless the previous months, there were nothing difficult for him to do, but he thought that Erwin would definitively put an end to his monotonous days, because he would quite possible turn out to be challenge.

To be continued…

I hope you liked it, this is only the beginning! If you can read spanish please look for the original version on my profile. Besides, if you have any comment feel free to let me know!

Cheers~~

Izu.