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How many days had passed already? Weeks? Months?

He had lost count a long time ago. He could barely tell the difference between minutes and hours now, let alone days and weeks.

Sprawled on his so-called bed, for it felt no different than laying on the floor, his eyes stared blankly at the cracks in the stone ceiling. Unconsciously, he tried to lift up his arm to reach up for something, but for what, he didn't know. However, halfway through his attempt, he hissed in pain and slowly placed his arm back to his side.

Crap. How could he have forgotten? The chains binding his arms were viciously biting into his wrists. The blood had dried up for the most part now, but the wounds were always raw. Not just on his wrists, every inch of his body was covered in cuts and bruises. Since he was regularly beat up, his Titan healing ability could not keep up with the damage inflicted upon his body.

Upon hearing his gasp of pain, the soldier that was watching over him glanced at him and let out a snort that sounded like he was choking on his own spit.

"Serves ya right, ya monster. You deserve all the crap… appenin' to ya. I dun' even know why they be keepin' ya in here. A disgustin' thing like you deserves to be killed in the most painful way possible. I can't believe I have to deal with this disgusting..."

He was zoning in and out. There was no point in listening to their jeers and voices full of revulsion and hate. He had heard these insults so often that he had begun to accept them. He didn't need to be constantly reminded of what he was. He already knew; he was a monster.

At some point the soldier had grown bored of verbally harrassing him, turned back in his chair, and had fallen asleep.

Every day after since the time the Scouting Legion had left him, Eren had faced constant torture and abuse. He was malnourished and his once fit body appeared to be no more than skin attached to his bones. If he was lucky, he would get a meal a day. Some days the soldiers came to his cell and just beat him until he could no longer keep his eyes open and blacked out.

Letting out a breath he hadn't realized he was holding, Eren slowly tried to sit up and reach around his back despite his arm protesting in pain. Gently, he brushed his hand along his small, dusty colored wings. He winced in pain when he touched a fracture along the base of one of his wings. The soldiers had made sure to take their time snapping the bones in his wings in various places. They had taken pleasure in hearing him cry out for them to stop. They even hit him in the face with their wings as if to mock him that he would be unable to use his wings.

His wings were something that he treasured. They were his chance to freedom, to be able to see the outside world, to feel the sun on his back and the wind rustling through his hair.

Along with breaking his wings, the soldiers broken his resolve and will to fight back. After his wings were broken, they had refused to heal back despite the soldiers no longer aiming their attacks toward them.

Sighing at the state of his wings, he tried to lay back down on his sad excuse of a bed. He froze, however, when he heard footsteps approaching his cell. Two figures came to stand in from of his cell. He tried to focus on them, but his vision was slightly blurry. Crap. I hope I'm not becoming blind.

When eyes finally decided to work properly, he saw that there was a woman in glasses with brown hair and large, white wings with a hint of an olive tone to them. She had a strange look in her eyes that appeared to be a cross between excitement and something else entirely. Next to her stood a taller man with blond hair parted in the middle and a mustache and beard. His wings were relatively white – the most common color for wings – but there was also a bluish undertone to them. Eren saw that both people were a part of the Scouting Legion from the emblems on their jackets.

"We apologize, Eren. Sorry to keep you waiting for so long," the woman had started to say but stopped upon noticing his appearance. "What have they done to you?" She said in a quiet voice that he almost didn't hear it.

She quickly turned and walked briskly to the still sleeping guard that didn't even realize that two people had arrived.

So much for being a guard. Eren thought.

The woman yanked the soldier up from the chair and shoved him against the wall. He woke up sputtering, "Wha-what do you think…!" but his anger turned to fear in a split second once he saw the dangerous look in her eye.

"Just what made you think this type of treatment toward Eren was okay while we were gone?" The woman all but growled the question.

"I-I…it wasn't me! I didn't do anything! I'm, I'm just his guard, I swear!" The soldier tried to remove himself from her grasp despite his fear. He managed to escape in the end, but only because the woman had let go of her vice-like grip on his shirt. He took no time at all to sprint out from the room."Coward" I muttered

"Tsk." The woman had uttered under her breath and turned her attention back to Eren. When she faced him, her demeanor did a complete 180. She smiled at him gently. "Eren, we are so sorry for leaving you here. We had no idea that the Military Police would be such scums to treat you like this. I know we can't take away all the pain that you have suffered here, but on the bright side, it seems like you'll be able to get out of here soon!" She tried to sound cheery but Eren could still see in her eyes that she was upset at his condition.

Right after the woman had spoken to Eren, two soldiers walked him wordlessly and approached his cell to let him out. The two of them were from the Military Police and the woman looked like she wanted to say something to them, but held her tongue and went to carefully help Eren out from his shackles.

"Sorry, Eren, but we're going to have to put handcuffs on you. Please bear with it for now." She stared at him with a sad look behind her eyes but kept a smile on her face to try to keep a cheery mood. Eren simply nodded.

Eren's mind and body were still jumbled. He couldn't believe that this was happening. Would he finally be able to leave this jail cell forever? He quickly banished the thoughts from his head; he didn't want to get his hopes up. Besides, what were the chances of them letting a monster like him free?

Once out of the room that held his jail cell, he had entered a hallway. He had difficulties walking, but he didn't care. His wings were drooping and felt heavy on his back. He tried to take his mind off the fact that they were broken.

As they were walking down the hall, the woman spoke up. "I'm with the Scouting Legion, Hanji Zoe, a squad leader. And he is…" She trailed off.

At that moment, Eren felt something breathing down his neck. He turned his head back slightly only to be surprised by the face of Hanji's companion.

"E-excuse me…?!" Eren managed to say in shock.

"…He's a squad leader as well, Mike Zakaruis is his name. And he tends to do this to everyone on the first meeting."

Eren just made a face. He was at a loss for words. Who does that?!

"Sniffing people is his habit," Hanji continued. "It probably means nothing, so just never mind him. I assure you, he's a capable leader, despite that strange habit." She sounded like she might have been trying to convince herself more than Eren.

Finally near the end of the hall, "Ah!" Hanji had exclaimed. He wondered what that had meant.

"Sorry…I got a little carried away with my useless chatting," she explained. "And hardly noticed we're already here…but don't worry! It's probably for the best that you know nothing beforehand, anyway!"

"Eh?" The questioning noise had escaped his lips before he even realized. Just what was going to happen?

"Just tell them what's on your mind, Eren. It may be presumptuous of us, but…we can only have faith in you now." She looked a bit nervous but also had an encouraging look on her face.

Had had no idea what to expect walking through the doors at the end of the hall. Once he walked in, he realized that it was a courtroom. So I was in the court dungeon this whole time…?

The two guards were behind him and one of them spoke up. "Proceed forward slowly."

Glancing back slightly, Eren saw Hanji looking slightly worried with her fist raised as if to give him encouragement. He walked with the two soldiers to the middle of the courtroom and stepped onto a platform.

"Kneel here." Eren did as he was told and the soldiers locked him down to the platform by attaching his handcuffs to a pole that was placed in the ground. His wings ached from being forced so close against the pole, but he chose to ignore the pain.

He looked around the room to see who was present. He noticed the head of the Military Police, Commander Pixis, and….Huh?! Mikasa and Armin were present and staring at him with shocked and worried expressions. Mikasa's face changed from shocked to angry at the sight of the poor state he was in. Eren quickly turned away. He couldn't bear to see their sad expressions.

His eyes then landed on Commander Irvin and…Corporal Rivalle. He froze at the expression on the Corporal's face. If looks could kill, he would probably be dead by now. Corporal Rivaille's expression was filled with anger and hate as he looked at eren

A/N

Hey guys its me the aurthor this first chapter is not mine i have adopted the fic golden from WashiStar and changed the name. They where nice enough to let me have it so the first 2 or 3 chapters are theires i will just use them for charector development so tell me what you think and be honest.