Spoilers for the Manga/Comics.

Hello one and all, to the Attack on Titan Fanfic known as "Conspiracy". This will take place 2-3 years after the last time we saw Eren and the Group, so everyone is now 17 or 18. This will be EreMika, and will have lots of twists and turns. The first scene is a flash forward. Here's the sit wrap on the titans: the titans and being pushed back, but are still a back, and enjoy. Thank you for choosing my story!

"Shit! Too much blood! We can't stop it!" The first voice rang out to him as he lay there, soaking in a pool of his own blood.

"Stay with me damnit!" A second, more frantic voice rang out. But they were all so distant… like a memory, floating away every second. He couldn't help but let his eyes droop, feeling his strength fade

'Is this it? Is this how I die?' He says mentally to himself, his heart pounding, causing more blood to gush from his grievous wound.

The last thing he felt at that moment, was something press against his lips. Something soft, and warm…he thought as his consciousness faded away, and felt everything go dark and silent

Four days ago

Connie Springer and Eren Jaeger swept the dusty, dirt covered floor of the castles main hall. Eren could still feel the heat from the bruise under his eye. While his titan abilities could heal his wounds, it would still take time, and this one was real recent. Another fight with Jean had ended in violence, and poor Connie had decided to try and step in between the two, only making it worse. "Hey…" Connie's voice broke the awkward silence, as he turnt to face Eren "you ever wonder why we're even resettling these damn things? I mean, they're obsolete at this point. To old and falling apart" Connie sighed as he finished the last part of his sentence, looking above at the ceiling, the stone covered with moss that had been there for ages, patiently waiting the day it would be removed from it's current perch on the stone. Eren shrugged at Connie's question.

"I'm not sure. Could be because we're lacking the stone needed to build one of these monoliths, maybe it's just one of those 'it ain't broke, so we're gunna use it til it is' things" Eren wiped his forehead. They had been cleaning the ancient castle for nearly 3 hours now. It was coming along, but after this, they still had 2 more rooms to go: the male barracks and the male bathroom. Eren grumbled as he realized this, shaking his head. Connie looked at him, hesitantly, before asking "What was that Jean fight all about?"

"Something he said."

"Don't be like that Eren. What was the fight really about?"

"Look, this is going to sound stupid but…he made a comment about Mikasa. I don't know… it wasn't a compliment, either. It just…pissed me off. So, I said so. He got angry and we began throwing down" Eren responded, finishing his side of the hall. He looked up at the moss, knowing they would need their gear to get up there. Connie remained silent. "Come on Connie, lets go get our gear."

So, they set out to go grab their gear.

Meanwhile, Sasha and Jean were cleaning the storage area, dusting and sweeping. Jean's jaw still hurt from where Eren had cracked him. He was enraged just thinking about it. Sasha look at him as she heard his angry grumbling, and, unaware of the fight, asked him "Jean, what's with the anger? It's just cleaning" Jean looked back at her, his eyes filled with a bit of rage "it's that man child Eren!" He shouted, angrily

"Why can't you two quit fighting? It's tough on morale" Sasha replied, a little scared at Jeans sudden anger.

"Because he's an overgrown child!"

Sasha remained silent, not wanting to anger Jean even further, out of fear for her well being. Jean turnt back to his duties, still boiling in anger. His thoughts didn't leave him until they had finished his duties of cleaning the storage area, and he could take a break. He took off his mask and apron, jogging towards the mess hall, where they had set up until the rest of the rooms were finished. As he did, he saw Eren and Connie walking towards the storage hall. He fought the urge to sucker punch Eren, and continued jogging. Eren never even turnt to face him. He arrived at the mess hall with no further contact.

At the same time, Mikasa and a particularly quiet Armin dusted up the armory. It was a simple and fast task, but Armin just had to hope that Mikasa didn't ask him what he knew about the fight: cause then, he'd have to choose between an angry Mikasa or an angry Jean. If he didn't tell her, he would anger her, and if he did, he'd piss off Jean. So, he kept his mouth shut. The silence filled the room for the next few moments, before a loud crash from the door interrupted the process. It swung open, and both turnt to see a new recruit, a young lad by the name of Max Lewis, a short, ginger boy with piercing hazel eyes, sweating and breathing heavily "d-d-does anyone know where Eren Jaeger is? Commander Pixis has sent for him." He stuttered between deep breaths. Armin and Mikasa looked at each other, neither knowing

"Last I checked, he was cleaning the Main Hall" Armin responded after a moments hesitation, but that was good enough for Max. He took off down the corridor, heading for the main hall.

"Speaking of Eren…" Mikasa began, looking at Armin "I heard he got in a fight. With Jean. Again. What was it about?" She asked even toned. Armin gulped nervously: this was the moment he had feared.

Max sprinted down the hallway, as fast as he could, arriving in the main hall. Looking around frantically, he found no signs of Connie or Eren. "Damnit!" He shouted in frustration, knowing he'd need to sprint some more.

"What?" A voice came from above, and as he looked up, he saw Eren suspended from the ceiling by his 3DMG, looking down at him with a curious expression

"Eren Jaeger?"

"Yes, that's me"

"My names Max Lewis, and I was sent by Commander Pixis. He wants to meet with you ASAP"

"Could you tell him I'm a bit busy at the moment?"

"He insisted it was quite imp-"

"Tell him I'll meet him when I'm done"

With a sigh of frustration, Max humbled off, towards the exit to the large castle that would now serve as a Scouting Corp base. He mounted his horse, and began his ride to Wall Sina to return to Commander Pixis.

As he did, two figures met atop wall Rose, newly patched up and fixed. One was tall and muscular, with a barrel chest and broad shoulders, evidentially a man. He spoke with someone much shorter and petite than him, evidentially a female

"How much longer?" The female spoke in a quiet tone

"Not long. Maybe a week?"

"That's too soon. By then, they'll have relocated again. We most likely only have days."

"Even then, how do we subdue the target?"

The female extracted a small syringe from her coat. It was filled with a cloudy, misty pink liquid. "With this"

"How did you get that? And anyone, what the hell is it?"

"Supposedly, it's a counter active drug used to subdue aggression. With some experimentation, our scientists have modified it to be able to suppress…" she trailed off, for plot reasons. But the man understood.

"I see. Well, how are we supposed to inject it?"

"You'll see." She responded, turning to look at the rolling forests and fields beyond the wall "you'll see."