Chapter One

I blinked a few times, trying to clear up my vision. I was greeted by a wall of bricks and a slightly darken environment. I then felt a massive pounding in my head and groaned. I went to touch my forehead, but was restrained by something. I blinked, looking over to my hand. It was handcuffed and chained down to the wooden bed I was laying on.

My eyes widened. What was going on? Why was I chained to this bed? I struggled against the metal, the loud rattling echoing the room. "Seems like you're finally awake."

I turned at the sound of the voice, and noticed I was behind bars. Beyond the bars, someone was leaning against the bricks, watching me with a emotionless expression. He had short black hair styled in an undercut. His arms were crossed, one of his feet pushed against the wall behind him. He was clothed in dark boots, white pants that had brown straps, and a forest green cape. A white cravat was visibly peaking out the top of the cape. I noticed his dark grey eyes were slit, eyeing me. Where the heck was I? I tried to dig deep into my memory to pick up anything, but it was all a blur. Empty.

"What's going on?" I demanded the stranger, looking around at the cell I was in. I didn't like this at all. I turned to look at him, the glow of a flame from a stick on the wall illuminating his face. He stayed silent, watching me.

"Where am I? Who are you? Why am I-" He put his hand up, stopping me.

"I will be the one asking the questions around here." He put his hand down, looking at me with a challenging glint in his eyes. The look gave me the chills. What was he going to do to me?

"Firstly, who are you?" He asked me, tapping his finger on his crossed arm.

Why did it matter to him? I wanted to know who he was. Why he had me locked up in this cell like some criminal. Why did he feel he had the right to probe and ask questions?

"Look, I'm not answering a damn thing until you tell me what's going on!"'I yelled unwavering, rattling the handcuffs. I growled in frustration, looking down at my scraped up wrists. Blood was slowing oozing from them, the stinging, burning hot sensation seeping into my skin. "Damn these stupid things!"

"Watch your mouth woman," I looked up at the man, his eyes slitting even more. "You are in no position to be asking anything. I am the one asking the questions around here." He gave me a warning glare. "Don't make me repeat myself."

I will admit, his hostile demeanor shook me up a bit. He didn't seem like the type of guy that would put up with any type of bullshit. But I wasn't the type of girl that was going to give anyone answers without some sort of explanation. If he thought I was going to give him any answers, he was wrong.

"Now," I looked up at his voice, giving him my best evil glare. He spoke slowly, pronouncing every word with poorly controlled irritation. "Are you going to cooperate," he got off the wall, making his way towards me. He stopped in front of the bars, grabbing onto them and looking me dead in the eye. "Or do I have to make you cooperate?"

I gritted my teeth. "No." I spat furiously. Who does this guy think he is? "I would like to see you try to make me!"

He growled under his breath, his fingers tightening on the metal bars that separated us. I looked as if he wanted to rip my head off. Good, I would like to see him try and do something.

"Levi, that's enough." We both turned to the sound of the new voice. A taller man with piercing blue eyes and blonde hair parted to the sound was standing where the man…Levi, was moments ago.

Levi turned quickly, doing what seemed to be some sort of salute to the newcomer. "Commander Erwin sir."

"She's unresponsive?" He asked, looking over at me calmly for a brief second before looking back at Levi. His back was to me as he stopped his salute, resuming a regular standing stance.

"She is being very-" he paused, turning around to glare at me. "Difficult."

The jerk! "I wouldn't be so 'difficult' if you would tell me what the hell is going on!"

Erwin raised his bushy eyebrows in surprise, looking at Levi. "Amnesia perhaps." He stated to him, his eyes switching over to me. He watched me for awhile, placing his hand under his chin in thought.

What was he talking about? What were they going to do to me? Why was I locked up. What was this place? Who exactly were Levi and Erwin? What was Erwin the commander of? Was I going to live or die? All these things were running through my head and I started to panic, I didn't even do anything wrong.

"Leave her to me Levi." Levi was looking at me with a cold expression, before turning around to Erwin.

"Good luck with that." He grumbled, walking out of my sight. I heard his footsteps ascend from a far distance before hearing a sound of a wooden door opening and closing.

"So," He spoke almost instantly after Levi left. I looked in surprise. This guy, Erwin, seemed more nicer then Levi. He wore a calm and controlled expression on his face. He walked up to the bars casually. "Do you know why you are here?"

"No." I answered quietly, looking down at my lap. I was clothed in a white night gown. Strange. I wonder if I had worn this prior to now.

"Do you remember what you were doing before you got here?" He asked me. Was I really going to cooperate with this guy? I didn't even know anything about him. I sighed. He was better then the last guy though, to be completely honest. What could it hurt?

"No, I don't." I answered truthfully. I furrowed my eyebrows as I tried to recall what could have brought me to where I was now. But nothing seemed to be surfacing from my head. "To be honest, I can't remember anything."

"Figures." I looked up to see him deep in thought. He then spoke. "Do you at least remember your name?"

My name? I closed my eyes, trying to grasp onto something. Anything. Then something clicked. "Rina." My lips moved on their own. "My name is Rina."

He smiled. "Well that's a start." He stated in a triumphal tone. "Is that all you can remember?" He asked softly.

I frowned. "I believe so." I answered.

The room grew quiet, except for the soft pit-pat of a water droplet in an unknown location. He then spoke again. "Well Rina, I am Commander Erwin. I am in charge of the Survey Corps here." He explained. Survey Corps?

As if he read my expression, he smiled kindly. "I hate to break it to you, but we don't live in the best world. It's a blessing to be able to survive everyday and not be dead." What was he talking about? "I do wish I could tell you more, but I have somewhere I must attend. I will be back for you shortly."

I stayed quiet as he stepped away from the bars. "Just know that we are not your enemy." He gave me a reassuring look, and with that he walked away and disappeared out of my sight.

What did he mean by all of that just now? That this wasn't the best world? And it being a blessing to be alive? Was there some war going on or something? That had to be it, that was the only explanation. I looked down at my bloody wrists, trapped in the metal cuffs. He says that he isn't the enemy, but he has me locked up like this. What did I do to be treated like this?

I tried again to dig into my mind, to try and remember. Nothing was coming. Not even a glimpse of a memory. I groaned in frustration. Why couldn't I remember? I recalled that he mentioned amnesia earlier. Maybe he was right, that had to be why I couldn't remember. But then, how did it happen? What was I doing before? How did I end up here?

Alone with my thoughts, I sat alone of the cold and hard wood, trying to remember at least something to could be useful. Nothing was still coming though, and I hated that I felt so helpless.