It was early in the morning, 7:30 to be exact, when a man by the name of Levi was on his way to work. After managing to escape from his crazy roommate with a swift kick to her gut, he wasted no time in getting out of the apartment.
'Crazy glasses freak, if I didn't need her to pay half the rent she would have been dead by now.'
It probably wouldn't have been so bad, but waking up to someone shouting about dissecting animals and then begging you to be a part of some "revolutionary organ switching" was bound to piss anyone off. Hange wasn't Levi's first choice for a roommate, but she was the only one he had that was willing to deal with his personality. It was almost like she was immune to the kicks, death threats and murderous glares that sent everyone running.
Coming to a green light at an intersection, Levi stopped walking and wondered how work would go. Soon after being hired, his co workers found out about his obsessive cleaning habits. It probably would have gone unnoticed longer if multiple people didn't almost break their necks on the floor that seemed to be continuously mopped.
'They're the ones at fault; shitheads didn't look where they were going' Levi thought, as events from the previous week came flooding back into his mind. Of course the floor was mopped; he was doing them a favor, cleaning up the spots where their filthy shoes touched the floor. If they couldn't appreciate that, he didn't mind telling them off. The only good thing that came out of the whole event was that now everyone who shopped there knew about Levi. They knew not to mess with his store, and the amount of messes made was drastically cut. Death wasn't something any of them wanted to experience. Especially at the hands of Levi.
The light turned red and Levi made his way across the street. As he stepped on the curb, view of the supermarket came into his vision.
'Let's see who decides to mess with my store today' Levi fumed silently. For all the people that knew to keep the place clean, there was always at least one asshole a day that thought they could get away with it.
Walking through the doors leading inside, he looked around. It was completely empty. Just the way he liked it.
'This is how a supermarket should look. No people in sight.' Nodding to himself on that thought, he made his way to the back. Opening the door revealed Petra, the only co worker who he didn't mind as much as the others. At the sound of the door being opened, Petra turned around and smiled.
"Good morning Levi. How's life with the mad scientist going?"
"Just as well as you'd expect. This morning she tried to convince me to trade some of my organs with that of a dog."
"That's not so bad. Remember what she tried to involve you in last time?"
At the mention of last time, a murderous aura slowly started creeping its way towards Petra. She felt the sudden change of atmosphere, but she just laughed it off.
"Oh right, I almost forgot. Well, no harm done. You managed to escape in the end. Anyway Levi, please don't scare people today. I'm starting to worry about the mental state of our customers by the time they're done shopping."
Levi just nodded slightly in response. If anyone else had said that, they would have been dead in a ditch by now. However, Petra was someone who he thought of as a friend, and considering how he had none, he made sure not to do anything too cruel when she was involved.
By the time it was 8am, people had slowly started to fill up the aisles. Many people in this area got the shopping done in the morning, just wanting to get it out of the way. In Levi's opinion, it was a nice start for the day. Only two people so far almost killed themselves on the floor he aggressively mopped, and he only had to threaten one person with death when they threw an empty candy wrapper on the floor.
All in all, it was a job well done so far. In an unusual good mood, Levi walked through the aisles, double checking that everything was in the right place. While walking through aisle 3, an extremely loud noise, followed by curses and shouts of pain rang through the air.
Levi stopped dead in his tracks. Tensing up, he could only imagine the damage done to his store. His initial shock quickly turned into murderous rage, and he went barreling down the aisle to the source of the noise. Killing was the only thing on his mind, and as he reached the end of the aisle he quickly ran into the next one. What he saw didn't please him in the slightest.
Cans. Cans of food everywhere on the floor, some still rolling off the shelves. In the middle of it all was a boy. He was still laid out on the floor, buried under a pile of them.
'This stupid piece of…' Levi stomped over to the body, prepared to start the death threats and even punch the guy a couple of times. If management ever said anything about it, he would just state that the moron deserved it. After all, he had the nerve to mess with Levi's store. As he reached the body, it twitched and slowly started to move.
"What the fuck? You people don't know how to stack items properly so they don't kill people?" With that, the boy sat up rubbing the back of his head with his hand.
"Dumbass supermarket workers, not doing their job properly." The boy then looked up straight at him.
"Who are you?" he asked Levi angrily.
Levi couldn't think straight. Some idiot just messed up the entire aisle, and then proceeded to insult his organizing skills. Talking wouldn't work. No words would come out no matter how hard he tried to say something. The feeling slowly creeping up was more than rage, and Levi didn't know how to deal with it.
He stared down at the guy, who obviously had no idea who the fuck he was messing with. Finally able to move again, he slowly started to crouch, making sure they were now at eye level. The boy moved back an inch, suddenly feeling a quick change of atmosphere that made him start to worry.
Levi tilted his head slightly, narrowed his eyes, and spoke in a deadly low calm voice that could have scared an entire army.
"My name is Levi…and you just fucked with my store."
