Can't say too much yet or it will spoil but you can already probably figure out the main idea.
Everything happened so suddenly. He opened his eyes to pitch black. It was hard to breathe and he felt claustrophobic. Something was wrapped tightly around his head, along with his mouth being taped shut and arms being tied up beind his back. He twisted against it but it did nothing.
Then people were pulling him up, dragging him along. He felt dizzy and heard screaming. Distant shouts of 'where are you taking me?!' and 'let go!' echoed around him. Panic and adrenaline were spiking through him. He started struggling more, kicking his leg out to feel it connect against something. Another person? He kicked roughly again, only to here someone shout 'contain him' and a heavy weight on the back of his head. Everything faded away.
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He woke up to bright light, squinting and groaning as he sat up. His head swam and he groaned again.
"-fuck am I?" He growled, finally adjusting to the bright room. It was small, only big enough to fit two people, but he was the only one here. The walls and ceiling were white and almost looked like they were glowing a tint of blue. He felt like he was in some weird sci-fi movie. A loud beep followed by a electronic female voice boomed through the tiny room.
"Number three, seven, four. Eren Jaeger." A picture appeared on one of the walls. It was supposedly of him, but now that he thought about it, he couldn't remember anything about his life. Great, on top of being fucking kidnapped, he didn't even know what his life was like before this.
"Criminal record for: Public drinking. Numerous charges of assualt. Theft. Murder. Threat level: seventy percent."
Eren went wide eyed. His mouth felt dry as he stared at the picture of himself. Under it the words 'high threat level' flashed in red. He was a criminal. He had murdered someone before. Was that why he was here? Was he in some sort of high tech prison for the worlds worst criminals? His hands were shaking and sweaty and he nervously wiped them on his jeans.
"Database updated. File complete." The voice cut off with a click. Eren looked around anxiously, even though there was nothing to look at. A loud buzz echoed through the room, and the wall to his right hissed and popped open. Definitely some sci-fi shit. He stood up slowly and the voice clicked back on.
"Detected. Saftey measure commenced."
"What the fuck does that mean?!" Eren shouted at the voice. He was pissed off. More than that, he was scared, and that was never a good combination of things. He angryily looked at the ceiling, as if there would be some clue as to who was talking to him. Suprisingly a small part of the ceiling opened up but instead of a respone, a bulky metal hoop was lowered down.
When it got closer to him, it opened up slowly and Eren got a bad feeling. He took a small step back but it snapped forward and clasped around his neck. He let out a strangled noise, slamming into the wall behind him from the force. But after calming down, he realized it wasn't hurting him. A collar? Great, now he was some vicious animal being contained.
He shook it off though. For now, he wanted answers. Taking a deep breath he pryed open the door and looked around. There was only a dark narrow hallway, so he started walking.
And walking, and walking.
It seemed like he'd been walking for an hour now, his feet were sore and everything looked the same. He rubbed at his eyes, trying to ease the constant pain in his head. When he opened them again, there was a white door in front of him. He wondered if he had been so blind to miss it, or if it really did just appear. It opened automatically, revealing a large room filled with other people.
He felt on edge, hands falling to his sides balled into fists. Were these more people that had been kidnapped? Was he going to be attacked? He walked in slowly, on gaurd for any sudden movements. He noticed no one seemed to look his way even, and they all had collars too.
He scanned over the group, looking for anyone that might seem familiar. He exchanged glances with a few scared looking people until one girl spotted him and started walking over. He hesitated, and she seemed to notice.
"Relax Eren, it's just me, Mikasa." She tried, putting her hands up to show she meant no harm. He sighed, running his hand through his hair.
"Uh, sorry. I just... I don't remember anything. I don't know what's going on." He frowned. Mikasa looked pained.
"Sorry." He mumbled again. She gave a small smile, probably trying to reassure him still.
"It's okay, for now just remember that I'm your friend." She gave him a quick hug. "I'm here for you." He nodded in return.
"Attention. Rules will now be explained." The electronic voice boomed. The wall at the front of the room flickered and a screen appeared. Mikasa walked back over to the group and Eren followed. He looked around, guessing there was about 40 or 50 people here.
One guy elbowed his friend, pointing in Erens direction with a worried look. He ignored it, looking back to the screen. There was a person wearing a monkey mask standing in the center, he had a shotgun in one hand and his arms were covered in bandages. He gave off a threatening aura even through the screen. It made Eren shiver.
"Listen up!" He shouted, voice feral. "There are only three rules to this game. Number one! Obey what we say or you will face the consequences. Number two! Attacking a guard will result in immediate death. Number three! No trading, borrowing, or hiding weapons. They will be carried on you at all times, and only used when told to."
The last rule caused people to start to panic. This didn't seem like some prison. He'd called it a game, and why were we getting weapons? What the hell was this place?
"There are different threat levels for each person indicated by their collar. Each color on said collar has a different meaning, which will be explained to you later on."
He laughed roughly, throwing his shotgun over his shoulders "Of course, they're only a threat to you guys, so just pray you dont have to fight the high level threats." He paused to aim the shot gun at the screen. "Try not to die, and welcome to the Sina Slaughter Arena!" A shot rang clear through the room as the screen went black and everyone stood in shock.
say whaaaaaat ok so ya shits goin down. ive got a general idea of where this is going but nothing too planned out. if you have ideas or theories as you read lemme know in the comments, maybe i'll add it in to the story.