Before you start:
1. This is an Attack on titan story so there will be features of gore, violence, sexual themes and offensive language (If you don't like it then why on earth are you reading an AOT story?)
2. I know nothing past what the anime currently offers so I don't actually know much about Kenny Ackerman, only what has been spoiled to me
3. Disclaimer: I do not own attack on titan, I only own the characters I make up and mild plot alterations that I change to fit this story.
Quietly, silently, unnoticed. A small hand reached for a small bag at the edge of the stall. Underneath sat a small child no older than six. She prayed she wouldn't be noticed by the owner of the stall, if she was she feared she would have to starve for another few nights and probably with a new bruise or scar. She quietly took one of the small bags and stuffed it securely down her shirt.
She took a look around at the busy market road. There were many people who had spotted her, a few adults who had passed by, a few other kids who watched for an opportunity to get their first meal in days, a couple of other stall owners who didn't give a rat's ass as long as you stayed away from them and their merchandise and hidden in the alley not too far away stood a boy who watched her with slight interest.
She took less than a few seconds to study him, he had dark black hair that fell in short tuffs around his head and piercing eyes that studied her every move. He wore a long sleeved, filthy, cream coloured shirt, faded white pants and black leather boots that seemed a little too big for him but he would grow anyway. Their eyes met for a brief moment and she knew immediately that he was the same as her. Orphaned, abandoned, deserted in this rotten excuse of a hell.
She took three more of the small bags and held them securely in her arms. She knew that the moment she made a run for it she would be spotted and chased down. She took another look at the orphans who watched on and then to the boy who still studied her. She bit her thumb nail in thought, she needed a plan quickly, then an idea came to her.
She stood up quickly, using all the mussels in her legs she pushed up with her back and sent the stall tumbling over spilling its contents onto the path and took off running.
She risked a look back and saw the fuming stall owner hot on her tail with a metal pole, swinging it wildly in her detection. The cold hard steel clipped her ankle with a sickening crack and the girl went tumbling to the ground. She curled in a ball to shield the bags of food she held tightly to her. She let out soft whimpers every time the metal collided with her small figure, once on the back, twice in the ribs and another in the shoulder.
"OW!" A voice cried out in pain but this wasn't her voice, confused she looked up and saw the boy from before who had sliced a deep cut in the man's thigh. He wasted no time and quickly returned the knife to his boot, grabbed the girl's hand tightly and they took off running as fast as their little legs could take them.
They only stopped when they deemed it safe and their lungs burnt for oxygen but with the adrenalin now fading she could feel the pain shooting from her now broken ankle. She knew and so did he, that an injury like this would almost definitely lead to death, she would starve or die from thirst. Without being able to walk or run was one of the biggest killers in the underground. For some reason the lack of light can cause a person to lose the ability to use their legs. People die quickly that way.
The boy quietly studied her with his cobalt eyes. She had orange hair, which he found weird he had never seen hair like it before, her eyes were a soft brown that seemed to be tinted with a reddish hue then again, he could be imagining it. She held out two of the bags she stole and offered them to him with a soft close-eyed smile "Thank you" she said so softly he almost missed it. Startled, he stared at her for a few seconds then he slowly took the bags from her and watched as her smile only grew, he felt his heartbeat quicken and decided to change both of their lives forever.
He held his hand out to her "Let's stick together. I'm Levi" after a cautious silence she took his hand "I'm Rose"
"Oi, Levi" Upon hearing his voice he looked to his female companion. Over the years Levi and Rose learned to survive together, they became masters at thievery and managed to save up a great deal of money. There was one point when they spent years apart when a man named Kenny Ackerman had taken Levi and trained him, he didn't know what she did during that time but she had gotten stronger, wiser and she became frighteningly cunning, it wasn't long after Levi had escaped that he had found her again.
He was snapped out of his thoughts when a cup was placed in his hands. He looked up at Rose with a raised eyebrow "If you're done daydreaming then you can help me think of another mission plan, we're running low on supplies" she told him. "Do you have anything specific in mind?" He asked her, knowing she would. She gave him a smirk "In 4 days there will be a supply shipment to the military police stationed down here" This information caught the attention of both Levi and Farlan. "What's the supplies?" Farlan questioned. "3d Manoeuvre Gear."
They were successful in acquiring 6 of the 3dMG from the Military shipments and after that they spent months non-stop teaching themselves how to use it. After a year Levi and Rose were masters at using the gear and missions were more successful than ever before.
