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As you know, this story is mainly Rivetra, and will focus mostly on Levi. If there is anything you find OOC, does not use canon information, or can be written better, let me know in a PM or review and I'll make sure to patch it up. Also, note that this was my first attempt writing a chapter of fanfiction and along with it being short, it has issues that I believed have been ironed out in the later chapters, so please don't let that discourage you from continuing. I update fairly frequently (3 - 14 days per chapter). Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy!


After the initial appearance of the colossal and armor titans in Year 845, the Survey Corps was needed more than ever to defend the people of Wall Rose, as well as the cities surrounding. Levi was being tasked with determining areas along the outskirts of Wall Rose that had concentrated amounts of Titans.

"Commander, I understand what you are saying and the potential benefits that would arise from this mission, but is our prime objective to scout the areas alongside Rose? There are plenty of titans holed up right outside our cities on the edge of the walls. Have you seen the amount that have accumulated outside of Trost?"

Erwin took in his argument, and replied, "Levi, I understand your concern, but I assure you that these are our highest priorities right now. I am aware of the ever growing amount of Titans outside of those cities, which is why I am not asking you to plan a full-fledged assault. If we have an idea of where other Titans have been gathering around Rose, then we can focus our cannon munitions more efficiently to eliminate a great portion of those Titans who would idle around the cities, providing a further threat."

Levi said, "But how many should be included in this mission? The smaller the team means a much higher mortality rate, and you ask me to not assemble a force to be reckoned with."

After a few moments of pacing around the dimly lit library they stood in and looking at charts spread across the room, he finally reached a decision. "Captain, you will bring one other member of your Special Operations squadron with you."

On the interior, this made Levi boil. One other person? How could anybody pull off such an ambitious task? He expects me to lead a single other person around the entirety of the Wall, infested with hundreds of Titans? This is madness!"

Erwin interrupted his thoughts, "If you are contemplating your probability of succeeding this mission, it may not seem high, but I have always known that you have possessed an aptitude in combat. A cold, mechanical dedication. You may not know this Captain, but I am aware of the fire that was your lifestyle years ago. There are only so many ways one can end up as you have. Good luck Captain." Before Levi could protest, Erwen started to walk towards the door. Noticing Levi tense up and start to walk nervously after him, he said, "There is no way out of this Levi. Do me a favor once you get back… tell me how many of those bastards you killed."

With that, Levi was the last to remain in the library. He started to cough suddenly, and for quite a long time. Observing the library, he noticed a heavy amount of dust and mildew scattered about. "Seems we have the culprit now, time to get my cleaner and rags. Such poor condition this place is in." And so, he spent his time cleaning the whole library, up until the late hours of the morning. He could see a sliver of sunlight when he finally collapsed onto his bed.

Sunlight filled the room, illuminating Levi's omni-directional mobility gear, and in turn blinding him as he first opened his eyes on that next morning. He got out of his bed, and instead of putting on the attire of the Survey Corps, he continued with the morning in his sleepwear, which consisted only of a pair of cotton pants. As he shambled down the halls of the HQ, new recruits saw him and whispered to each other, baffled. However, his squad as well as other longtime members of the Corps were accustomed to his routine of not dressing until he chose to, typically around mid-morning. He joined his squad and ate whatever was laid out on the table.

"Good morning Mr. Grumpy! Hope you had a super lovely sleep last night, it's time to rise and shine!" This of course was a typical morning's greeting from Hange Zoe. Passionate, hyperactive… irritating, he thought. He looked down the table to see Petra chowing down on a buttered piece of toast. Levi decided that he would grab a piece of toast from a serving plate too. As he grabbed one, Petra caught sight of him looking at her, and gave him a gentle smile. Such an innocent smile, he thought. She was only recruited the year before, and although she lacked the skill the others had in his squad, she brought a passion to the cause that Levi saw potential in. He returned her smile and went to work on his toast.

All of a sudden, a soldier smashed through the doors of the dining hall. She shouted, "Is Captain Levi present?"

Levi stood up and confirmed his presence. "Sir, Erwen Smith has given me the task of retrieving the name of who you will take on you scouting mission, sir," she said.

The scouting mission? What is she… oh my. I have neglected choosing who I will take to find high-population Titan zones. Who will I choose? Who will survive, that's a better question. He frantically pondered in his head. He looked to his squad to find that they looked back to him curiously. However, Petra had a gleam in her eye as she looked towards him, sincerely wanting to go with him. Can she handle this? Of course she has been on other scouting missions before, but those were in the entire formation that Erwen devised. Levi sighed as he was forced to make a decision… this would be a truly difficult task for her, but if she managed to survive it, the opportunity would hone her skills immensely.

He looked into her anxious, amber eyes. He then turned to the soldier, yelling, "Petra Ral will accompany me on this scouting mission." The soldier saluted and departed the headquarters. He looked back to the table to see Petra smiling widely, and he couldn't help but notice how beautiful she looked. No, you must suppress any emotions you have in this career. Feelings will get you killed in the battlefield. Trying to shake it off, he sat again, staring at his nearly devoured piece of toast. This is going to be interesting.