Disclaimer: I do not own Shingeki no Kyojin nor the picture.

Summary:

Levi was a high class assassin. He have spilled a lot of blood, cut a hundred of heads, and stabbed a thousand of times. This was his way to survive and to help her ailing sister.

Eren was an ordinary college student. Having his grades stable, hanging out with friends, coming home to a comfortable home. He was practically just normal.

But destiny brought them to a cruel meeting. Eren was Levi's next target. And that was all it took to change their life dramatically.

"This is your target. Here." An old man handed a picture with detailed notes to Levi who was wearing his mask. The mask was needed so know one will know his true identity. One mistake and his face would be all over the news.

Levi got the picture and studied the face on it. "How much?"

"Ten thousand."

Levi eyed the old man and scoffed, "This guy's father is the police, he lives in a mansion with security cameras everywhere and all you give is ten thousand? Tch, no thanks." He gave the picture back.

"Fifteen thousand."

"Double it. Thirty thousand."

The old man's eyes widened, "T-thirty thousand? Are you insane? You just have to kill this worthless boy here who fucked with my slutty wife. Is it that hard, boy?!"

Levi growled and grab the old man by his shirt, "You better listen to me, fucker. I am killing a guy who's father is the head of the police, security cameras everywhere, big fucking securities around the mansion, and a guy apparently who even you can't put a bullet in his head without being caught. So you have three choices with me. Thirty thousand and I'll kill this kid, no deal no death, or I do this without the money but with your head in display at my room. Fucking choose, old hag."

"F-fine! Thirty thousand! Now let go of your filthy hands!" The man said and Levi complied and let go.

"At 12am, you won't see him breathing anymore." Levi said and disappeared in the dark.

Levi walked inside a small apartment around a dark alleyway. Covered under his cloak, his hair was messy as blood was all over his body. As he entered, he encountered a usual sight he always sees. The inside was far more clean than the outside. Few books piled up in a old looking shelf, pictures and frames hanged on the wall, the moonlight passing through their window being the only source of light, and his red auburn haired sister sleeping soundly above her bed looking thinner than usual.

As Levi was about to take a shower, a voice mumbled. "L-levi? Is that you?"

The raven approached his sister and patted his head, "Who else would it be, Isabel?"

"You're covered in blood again." Isabel mumbled.

"Oh shit, I forgot that this filthy blood was still on me." Levi quickly brought his hand away from Isabel. "I'll just take a shower. Just rest there."

"I've rested long enough for the whole day already! Its soo boring!" Isabel pouted.

"Then read some books."

"Finished all of them."

"Get your camera and capture some pictures."

"I have already took a lot of pictures in this cabin. I want to take pictures outside!"

The short man sighed, "Isabel, you know you have a stage 4 lung cancer. Going out with dirty smoke everywhere will be terrible for your condition. Its dangerous for your health, okay?"

"But I can just cover my nose! All I want is to see a glimpse of it, another angle other than by the window. And besides, I'm getting tired of the smell of blood here."

Levi sighed once more and closed his eyes for a moment, "Isabel, listen to me."

Isabel stayed silent, noticing the seriousness in her brother's voice.

"Our good for nothing uncle left us with a fucking shit debt, our daily needs, payment for this fucking apartment, and your treatment. I didn't get the chance to go to school when I was a kid so there's a limited job choices. But we desperately need a huge amount of money so I've got no choice but do assassination. And that would make me come home here with the sight and scent of blood. You have to understand."

"There's always a choice, brother. And you have chose yours."

Levi was taken aback from her sister's words. But he decided to change the subject. "Anyways, you aren't allowed to go outside so stop being a brat. I need to take a shower."

The raven heard his sister whined in protest but he ignored her and headed for the showers.

Actually, there was another reason why he chose to be an assassin.

The next day, Levi's next target was a certain tan man with dark chocolate hair, and unusual green eyes.

It was already dark and Eren was tired. His body just wanted to stop moving, his eyes just wanted to shut close, and he just wanted lay on his perfectly soft bed. It was certainly a stressful day.

First, he was late and missed two classes because of oversleeping and a one hell of a traffic. During lunch time, a certain horse-face picked up a fight and so they were scolded by a handful of teachers. During his part time job, he was yet again late and received a nasty seminar by his manager. After that, he lost his wallet and had to prepare himself for another scolding by his deadly sister.

"Wahhhh! Why is my day so fucked up! What the hell did I do for this world to hate me?" Eren shouted out of nowhere. The few people around him gave him looks but he couldn't bring himself to care. He was too tired to even glance at them. He decided to pass into a dark alleyway considering to take a shortcut.

That alleyway was dark and abandoned but it was definitely a shortcut to Eren's apartment. He used to take shortcuts there when he was a kid too but that was a long time ago. What matters to Eren now is that he just wanted to jump in his bed and sleep like a pig. Okay, pig's a bit exaggerated but you get what I mean.

As he walked, he felt shivers run down his spine. He felt like someone was following him. He looked back but all he saw was nothing. He continued walking but kept his guard as he kept glancing around him. The brunet really had a a bad feeling as he continued oh his path. When he looked back again, he saw a man under a cloak. The face was hidden inside the hood, so Eren couldn't see who it was.

Eren continued walking, now much faster. He fastened his speed as he was growing more suspicious when the man walked faster too.

The tan man couldn't take it anymore and faced the suspicious man's direction. The man was shorter than him, hidden under a black cloak, and looks like he's holding something at his hand.

"What the hell do you want?" Eren shouted at the man.

Silence.

The man did not reply. Instead, he walked closer to Eren. The brunet only found himself stiffened, clearly waiting for a reply. But that was a dumb decision to make as he saw the man holding a knife.

Eren didn't know what to do. His brain stopped working and his body grew numb. He felt himself stiffened but now because of fear. He wanted to run but his legs betrayed him. He wanted to scream but couldn't seem to find his voice. He wanted to at least move but his body froze.

He was so dead.

"Tch, not even thinking of running away. How pathetic are you?" A low voice came out from the man but before Eren could reply, he felt intense pain.

Eren looked down at the pain of his stomach. He felt an excruciating pain, his eyes went heavy, his legs wobbled, his head went dizzy, and he saw red fluid coming out of his stomach.

Before he knew it, he saw pitch black.

Author's Note: Oh shit, don't kill me guys! Yeah I know, first story, first chapter and I already made a cliff hanger. But don't worry, I have all this planned out~! Oh, Eren is not dead yet, not to worry~

Reviews would be appreciated~! (*3*)