I'm sure if you were around the web for halloween, you noticed all of the SnK vampire art (specifically the Levi ones), so it got me wondering; would the dynamics in SnK be worse if it were vampires instead of titans? Luckily for you, this isn't just a complete replica of SnK with vampires. A lot of things are going to be different. So keep an open mind.
We live in fear of the vampires.
"Eren, Eren!"
Their thirst for blood has driven many animals to the brink of extinction.
The small boy's round eyes popped open and met with the almond ones of his sister.
As a result, some began to feast on humans.
"Eren, why are you crying?" said the girl.
"Huh?" upon blinking, Eren could now feel the tears on his lids. He immediately wiped them away.
"Maybe you should tell your dad," said the girl.
"I'm fine, Mikasa," he said "And don't go around telling people I was crying. No one needs to know that.
It started as just one desperate vampire on the brink of death. He would only drink enough to quench his thirst for the night and then escape before the human would wake up to even realize what had happened. Over time, more vampires adopted this habit, but they were much less desperate.
"Hey! It's Mikasa and Eren! How're you two doing?"
"Hi Hannes," greeted the girl.
"Ugh, you reek of beer," muttered Eren, somewhat to himself.
Once vampires discovered just how rich human blood was compared to animals, gangs formed and they killed humans for it. They sold it on the black market. Countless lives of humans were lost, and the entire vampire population was branded as monsters.
"Hannes, why would you get drunk like this when you're on duty?" scolded the young boy.
"Ah Eren, hardly any vampires make it here," said Hannes "Do you realize how long ago the last invasion was?"
Eren's eyes widened in bafflement "That's ridiculous!" he lectured "You're still expected to protect us from vampires. If you wanted a job you can take lightly, you should be helping build that wall everyday!"
His small hand pointed up to the large concrete wall that marked where the humans lived and where the vampire community was not welcome.
Humanity fought back for those lives. They were the first to wage an attack on the vampires' land, leaving many orphan vampire children and a shaken community altogether. After that, a vampire gang returned the attack with another stealing of blood. That was a century ago. The vampires have been quiet since then, but over time, humanity built an army. The Scouting Legion was a military force created to stop another attack from the vampire gangs. For all these years, they've trained, waiting for the moment when they would have to fight again.
It all happened so quickly for Eren. One minute, he was sitting at the kitchen table with his family, telling his mother about how he wanted to join the Scouting Legion and become a better soldier than Hannes ever was. The next, he was being lifted from his feet and carried away from his house. As Hannes ran with the ten-year-old over his shoulder, Eren was forced to watch in horror as his mother's face grew blue and she struggled to breathe. The hands around her throat only tightened as she kicked and flailed. It was all a fruitless effort, no less. Her body went limp in the smiling man's hands. Where was he taking her, Eren wondered. How did they get to us so fast, Eren wondered. Why her, Eren wondered. Why couldn't anyone stop this?
Once the poor boy had finally pulled himself out of shock, anger filled his tiny body. He kicked and punched Hannes, demanding release. The man refused to give in until he was confident that he had carried the children to a safe distance from danger. His panicked mind made this a very difficult task. The bruises forming from Eren's fists and feet weren't helping either.
Finally, he had had enough and stopped to place the boy down. Hannes caught his tiny fist before in could make contact with him.
"Stop it, Eren!" he commanded.
"Why didn't you go back to save her!?" yelled Eren, tears about to breach his eyes.
"Because…!" horrible flashbacks of that vampire's face flashed in Hannes' mind. Those dirtied cheeks had a wide, carved-in smile. Stitches just barely held the fleshy grin in place. He could recall every gory detail of that maniacal smile. "Because I was scared!" upon admitting this, the man's spirit had broken down as well.
Mikasa could only stare in heartbreak as the two males allowed tears to stream their faces.
Hannes knew, as the adult, he couldn't allow his emotions to take over for long. He was responsible for these kids' safety and he had promised Carla just that. He quickly regained his composure and grabbed the hands of the two kids "Come on," he muttered "We should get to the shelter."
The trio listened in agony to the screams and glass shattering that resonated in their town. Who knows how big of a vampire gang came here. That was probably the eeriest thing about vampires; they were an enemy of equal stature. They were much harder to point out from a crowd of humans. This is why Hannes tried to be careful about his surroundings. Even though he had his 3D maneuver gear on, he knew he would be forced to release Eren and Mikasa's hands if he were forced to fight, leaving them almost as vulnerable as if he just ran with them.
His eyes finally caught sight of the shelter areas. He sped up into a run again, forcing Mikasa and Eren to run too.
The guards in front of the gate halted Hannes "Two children?" said one of female guards.
"Yes," he gasped, still panting from the run.
"Hannes, you're not coming with us?" asked Eren.
The man gulped upon seeing Eren's hurt and frightened eyes. Nonetheless, he kept his composure and stated "I may be scared, but I'm still a soldier."
Eren's eyes only poured more tears, as if he regretted yelling at Hannes for not taking his job seriously. Now he just wanted the man to run inside with them so they could all be away from the vampires.
With that, Hannes stood tall and said to the guard "Take care of them."
"I will," she said with a caring smile.
Eren watched as Hannes left. He couldn't even watch his figure shrink for long as the woman escorted them down the stairs of the underground shelter.
"Just stay down here," she said in a motherly voice, understanding that they needed calming words right now "The Scouting Legion will take care of it all, okay?"
Neither children replied with anything, they simply continued walking as the humming of several panicked voices grew louder. They finally entered the large room that held of the neighborhood's survivors. Eren and Mikasa sat themselves in one of the few empty spots of the many benches that seated them all.
"Eren! Eren!" a blond boy noticed the two children entering. He jumped from his seat to go meet his friends.
"Armin?" Mikasa said into her red scarf.
"Guys!" he said, gripping the edge of the bench "I'm so glad you made it!" the tone is his voice showed he either feared his friends didn't make it or that he feared of having to be here alone. In Armin's case, it was both.
The boy's blond eyebrows furrowed in confusion "Where are your parents?"
It was both a potent and innocent question. The boy simply wanted to be assured they had an adult to comfort them, but the look Mikasa gave him told the entire story on its own.
Armin's jaw quivered in horror from the nonverbal reply "E-Eren…" he looked over to the silent boy "Eren, I-"
The brunette sat up from his bench and walked over to a corner of the room.
Armin followed him "Er-"
"I…" Eren's voice was wavering "I will kill them…"
"Eren," at this moment, Armin could see the the thick streams of tears running down Eren's face and the fury that flared in his teal pupils.
"No matter what it takes, I will annihilate every last one of them!"
Seven years since then, a young lady with chocolate brown locks that rested on her shoulders and very feminine yellow eyes sat on a ledge as she watched the men thicken the concrete wall that seals off her world from the humans', one thin layer at a time.
"Ain't it kinda pointless to build a wall when they've got 3D whatevers?" asked her brother, who sat beside her bearing greasy black hair and mature green eyes.
"It's better than nothing," said the girl, looking solemnly. She was barely able to eat the apple in her hand. Her mouth opened to take a bite, but then closed, lightly grazing her lips over the green skin.
"Lighten up, shorty," said the boy, patting her back rather roughly.
She frowned even more "I just don't get why they won't leave humans alone," she said.
"You kiddin' me?" the boy snorted "First of all, if you're not gonna eat that, I will," he then snatched the apple from her and took a bite "Secondly, it's survival of the fittest. Humans have got some sweet-ass blood that we can take, so why not do it?"
"Because you're killing them!" snapped the girl.
"They didn't give a shit when they wiped out nearly half of us!" retorted the boy, speech slurred by a mouthful of apple.
"We had it coming! We started this whole thing!" At that statement, the boy scowled and smacked the girl off of the ledge they sat on.
Of course it wasn't a high ledge; only six feet tall. The boy hopped down and put his foot to the girl's back "Geez, Blair, s'no wonder no one's banged you yet, if that's the shit you say."
Blair reached up and yanked her brother down by the leg "Shut up, Mitch," she then stood back up and dusted herself off "If you think having some actual mercy makes me unloveable, then I'll take my chances staying a virgin," she said.
He got up, paying no mind to her statement "You made me drop the apple," he muttered.
Blair groaned, grabbing her hair "Of course you don't get it," she griped, turning on her heels and walking away.
"Hey, where're you going?" Mitch asked.
"Away from you," said Blair.
"Tch," snorted Mitch.
The girl walked out of the town altogether. She didn't care that the sun was starting to come out. She just wanted to reach her destination.
When Blair was a little girl, she would always come here whenever Mitch played too rough with her or made her cry. Of course, now that he wasn't a six-year-old wrestling his four-year-old sister in the mud, the situation was entirely different. Blair had grown a cold shoulder to Mitch's antics. Nonetheless, that didn't mean he didn't get on her very last nerve from time to time.
Now, as a seventeen year old, she sat on that same patch of grass, centered perfectly in front of the pond. There, she watched the lily pads float about. Sometimes she would send flowers out on the lily pads as if to decorate the green landscape with flashes of purples and pinks.
What she loved the most about this little grassland was that it was void of bugs and animals. Without bugs, they wouldn't crawl over her or make annoying buzzing noises. Without animals, she didn't have to worry about being disturbed by blood-farmers coming in to take the animals for their blood. No. Here, she only had herself.
"Why do we have to be the monsters?" a thought slithered into her mind "Why do we feel like we have the right to hurt people just because they're weaker than us?" a lily pad with one of the flowers she sent out floated back to her "I don't want to see myself as just a monster," she cupped her hands into the water and around the pad "If I'm going to fight anyone to the death, it's going to be for justice."
As those last few thoughts went through her mind, the sun's ray tired her eyes. It had to be nearing five a.m.
Blair considered going home, but the soft grass lured her into sleep before she could even complete that thought. Her eyes closed. Her knees made contact with her chin as she curled into a ball. She didn't even care that her hair was touching the ground.
Those yellow eyes snapped back open when a zipping sound buzzing in her ear. "That sounded like a zip-line," she thought lazily. She brushed it off as a sound from one of her dreams. Blair closed her eyes again. This time, she was given the opportunity to fully slip into a peaceful sleep.
It may have been her last.
The next time she woke, tight thin wires squeezed her body and people in green capes approached her.
One of them wrapped a cloth around her mouth before she could even think of making a single exclamation.
"Hanji! We've got one!" said the man that put the cloth around her mouth.
A distant female voice asked "Is it stable?"
"Yes," answered the man.
That's when Blair's eyes caught sight of a woman zooming down to their level on 3D maneuver gear. Her auburn brown hair was pulled high in a ponytail and she wore goggles that made her eye color undeterminable. A grin formed on her face as she knelt down to Blair's face.
"Well hello there sweetie," she cooed "Aren't you a pretty girl."
Blair's eyes began to stricken from the unsettling words.
"Alright boys, mission accomplished," happily said Hanji "Moblit, can you carry her?"
"Uh, sure Hanji," said the man in a somewhat unsure tone. Nonetheless, he was able to pick up Blair in one arm and pull the trigger to his 3D maneuver gear with the other.
Blair was forced to watch as he, along with the rest of the crew, zipped high above the trees and over to the wall. They had taken a route where there were more woodland areas to avoid being seen. Being so early in the day, the town of nocturnal citizens was already asleep. So hardly anyone was able to see this sneaky getaway. Once they reached the wall, Blair caught an eyeful of the outside world. It was both terrifying and astonishing to her. It was astonishing being able to see the wide, untouched grasslands of earth. It was terrifying to know she was definitely far away from home and no one knew she was gone.
On the ground, the crew had horses ready to take them back.
Blair whimpered when she saw a wooden cart attached to a horse come into her sight. She knew they were planning to place her in there.
"See, I told you it wouldn't take long," said Hanji as she boarded the cart.
Who was she talking to, Blair pondered.
Hanji then supported Blair's back as Moblit eased her onto the floor of the cart.
Now inside the cart, Blair could see who Hanji was talking to. Across from the brunette woman was a man wearing the same green cape as the others, except his was accented with a white cravat. His black hair had an asymmetrical part that framed his smooth-featured face, which bore a stoic and uninterested expression.
"Guess you were right," said the man "It's about time you got a test subject. All we know about them is that they run hella fast and love blood."
"And don't forget that they speak English and can jump just as high," said Hanji with a wink "But I may need some of your help, Levi."
The man narrowed his eyes "You know that's not my area of work."
"Aw come on Levi," whined Hanji "You can't tell me you're not the slightest bit interested about how my experiments go."
"I read it all in the reports," said Levi.
Hanji sighed "Fine."
Blair shivered in fear. Was she really just kidnapped to become an experiment to these humans? Her already frayed nerves caused her to flinch when the cart started move and bounce. What was she to do? What options did she have? She highly doubted she could convince these people to take her back. If she tricked them into releasing her, would she be able to make a run for it? If she were to run, now would be the best time, when she's closest to her hometown.
She began to talk through the cloth around her mouth. As she hoped, it gained both adults' attention.
"She's trying to tell us something?" questioned Hanji.
"She doesn't have anything important to say," brushed off Levi.
Irritation flared in Blair's nerves. She began exclaiming beneath the cloth, muffled profanities were all that were heard. After she realized neither adults' would give her the satisfaction of an answer, she calmed down and accepted her fate. Blair would have to think of a solution later, when the right opportunity comes around. Until then, she would have to bear this agonizingly long and uncomfortable ride to the humans' territory.
"Hey," tap-tap "Wake up."
Blair shivered away from the cold hand gently tapping her face. She recognized the low voice as the man in the cart, Levi. When she opened her eyes, she noticed she was in a room with two soldiers holding her up. In front of her were Levi, Moblit, and Hanji.
Had she fallen asleep?
"I expected her to fall asleep since folklore says vampires are nocturnal," said Hanji.
"Alright kid," said Levi, not to fond of Hanji's trivial facts "We're gonna untie you, clean you up, and bring you to the cell until Hanji's ready to do her experiments. Any funny business and you're dead." With that last statement, he tilted his head to the soldiers at her sides, who had blades specifically designed for killing vampires at their hips. Blair gulped as she saw just the mere length of the handle.
Hanji walked up to Blair without a care in the world and began to unwrap the tight wires, leaving Blair shaking.
Everyone waited to make sure the vampire would remain calm.
Blair was no fool.
"Okay then!" said Hanji, glad that things were going the way she hoped "Now to get you cleaned up." She then guided Blair out of the room and down a hallway. Levi and the soldiers followed.
It made Blair incredibly nervous to know people where waiting to kill her behind her if she were to act out. She knew now wasn't the right place to make a move, either. In fact, now she had to be more careful than ever as to not upset the soldiers.
Hanji led Blair to a door sectioned off from all of the others. When she opened it up, she revealed a bath house. Inside were individual shower stalls and a tub or two.
Blair walked in, herself, but still felt Hanji on her tail. She turned to see even Levi and two of the soldiers walked in.
"I-I-I-" Blair stammered.
"You're going to use the tub," said Hanji.
That's not what Blair wanted to ask about. She tried to regain her composure "D-Do they…?" she swallowed "Do they really have to be here?"
"Hm?" Hanji turned to look at the men, then giggled "Oh, I get it," to Blair.
Again, Hanji faced the soldiers "Uh, maybe I only need one "security guard"," she said "Levi, how about you stay since you have the change of clothes?"
Levi sighed as the other two men left.
"But leave the door open," said Hanji.
They did.
Hanji turned to Blair "Alright then, let's get these clothes off," she said. The way she did everything with positive confidence both put off Blair at times but also made her feel less afraid.
"Am…am I really that much of a threat to you guys?" asked Blair as her jacket was peeled off.
Hanji simply said "Let's just say we've had our incidences in the past."
Blair's cheeks turned deeper shades of pink as more articles of clothing were taken away. It only made it worse to have this man in the room as well.
Hanji held up Blair's jacket and bra up to eye level "They certainly have better materials for clothing in her region," she turned her head to the open doorway "Hey Moblit! Take these over to the lab for me!"
The brunette man walked in and blushed upon discovering Blair.
Now that Blair was fully nude, one hand over her crotch and her arm just barely covering her breasts, the pink lines from the wire tattooed her body.
Hanji beckoned him "Come on in," she said.
Moblit regained his sights on Hanji and approached her.
"Take these clothes back to the lab for me," she repeated, handing the entire outfit over to him.
He accepted them with a nod and a "Yes, Leader."
When Moblit walked away, Hanji turned back to Blair and said "Okay, step into the tub."
As Blair did so, Hanji turned on the warm water and then took out the hair pin that created a small ponytail on Blair's head.
"I'll keep that," she said as she placed it in her breast pocket.
Blair hugged her knees to her chest as suds formed from the soap Hanji poured into the warm water.
"I think I'll name her Sonny…" the woman said.
"It's not a pet, Hanji," sighed Levi.
Blair spoke up "A-Actually, my name is Blair."
Hanji paused her actions as if not expecting the statement "Blair?"
"Yes," said the vampire "I don't have a last name, though."
"Brilliant way to keep that identity a secret," scoffed Levi.
Blair's yellow eyes narrowed into the water "Actually," she retorted "I'm an orphan. My only family is my brother, Mitch." Even though it was nothing to be proud of, she still wanted to prove that stupid man that she wasn't lying.
Hanji's eyes only widened "Ah? Really?"
Blair nodded.
Hanji grabbed a washcloth and began to scrub the vampire's skin "How old are you?"
"Seventeen," said Blair.
Hanji gasped again "You're not immortal?!"
Blair shook her head.
"Hey, maybe she is immortal and she's actually four hundred years old," said Levi.
Blair gritted her teeth.
"I don't see why you're asking it questions when it could simply be lying to you," said Levi.
"Well I'm not, okay?" scolded Blair.
"Oi, don't let that temper of yours flare too much," said Levi "Remember we've got soldiers right here ready to kill you if you act up."
Blair frowned, but stayed quiet, allowing Hanji to scrub away at her skin.
So instead of the vampires roaming around and the humans being forced inside a wall, both sides are actually a danger to each other and therefore decided to seal themselves off. While the vampires only have underground gangs, the humans have an entire military force.
"Seven years since then" this means Blair (as well as the original cast of SnK such as Eren, Mikasa, and Armin) are currently seventeen.
