Underground

Summary:

"In an filthy, underground castle, sedated and put in a coffin. Do you expect me to have a fucking tea party without knowing where the hell you came from? I have a theory: You are titan shit, unfortunately, they don't shit. They just look constipated. So talk or I'll make you talk." M for Levi's tongue.

"Oi, fucking brats! How many times do I have to drill in your fucking pea-sized brains that half-assed cleanings won't work?" Swiping his freshly laundered chief on the window sill, he then brought it in front of his scrutinizing narrow eyes and clicked his tongue. "Who's the fucker assigned in the window?"

His question was answered by deafening silence.

"…"

1 minute later…

2 minutes…

3 minutes…

"I see. Everyone wants to go to hell…"

"It's Connie and Jean!" From behind Mikasa, Sasha squeaked. "They were in charge in this room," she added, in which she received a warning look from Jean. I'm not going to be titan feed!

Out of the corner of his eye he watched the recruits boringly until his eyes fell on Eren's . "Oi, you're sleeping in the dungeon tonight."

"Ehh?" Eren looked at the sadistic captain. "I didn't do anything, did I?" Truth, Eren was in his most 'behave' the whole morning that he was mostly confused on what warrant him such punishment.

"No, he's not sleeping in the dungeon," Mikasa sharply retorted, using her body to shield her surrogate brother from Levi's gaze.

"I won't repeat myself brat. He's going there whether you want it or not," Levi dismissively said, tearing his eyes away from the venomous glares the soldier worth a hundred man was throwing him. "Jean. Connie,"

"Yes!" the two attentively answered, almost in a squeak in unison, eyes fixed straight, particularly looking at nothing, just not to get caught in the captain's glare. Jean swallowed the lump in his throat when the corporal walked towards him, stopping when he was a good ruler apart from his sweating, pale face. He had no choice but to look in his captain's eyes, which if glares can kill he would have been a ten-year old decomposed corpse. The captain and the recruit stayed like that for a couple of minutes until Levi shifted his eyes to Jean's left where Connie was twitching in fear.

"Connie," Levi started, addressing the recruit. "Clean this room again with potato girl. I want everything damn clean when I comeback. Understand?" He finished, looking at Sasha, to which the girl replied with a trembling 'yes sir.' "Eren and Jean, clean the dungeons. I don't want it fucking destroyed with your horrible titan power or you'll be titan feed. Prepare your horses, Armin, Mikasa. We're heading out."

Everyone was slightly dumbfounded by the corporal's orders. Usually, Levi would bunch them altogether in one duty, so it came as a real surprise for them that they will be spending the day apart from each other. It was only when they heard the corporal's booming "MOVE YOUR ASSES, DAMN BRATS!' that they actually run for their lives.

'Damn Erwin. What does he think the Recon Corps is? A fucking nursery?' he muttered to himself as soon as everyone was out of sight. Leaning his back on the wall, he glanced at his table where piles and piles of papers were neatly waiting for him. 'Fuck. It's baby-sitting retarted brats or fucking paper works.' He was brooding to himself when he heard a knock and the opening of the door.

"I didn't hear that commanders have the privilege to just barge in inside a corporal's room, like self-inviting to a fucking tea party."

The blonde commander just smiled wryly at him. "We're going,"

"Tche. The brats are preparing their horses. I damn trust your judgment, but I don't see why we have to bring the kids, particularly them," Levi flatly said, throwing his commander a scrutinizing look.

"Do you need and answer to that, Levi?" Erwin asked, looking straight in his eyes.

"No. I said I trust your judgment," Levi replied, putting a dot on the topic. "Oi, shitty brats, quit fucking around!"

"The horses are ready, sir!" from behind the door Armin's trembling voice was heard. "And we're not eavesdropping, sir!"

"Let's go," Erwin said.

"I love fieldtrips," Levi deadpanned.

An hour later…

"Whoa! What's this?" Armin exclaimed, mouth slightly opened, eyes wandering around the vicinity that looked like their castle headquarter. In front of them stood an old tower covered with vines spiraling up unto the top, leaving only the chipped roofs visible. "Mikasa, what do you think?"

"I think it's called a tower," Levi sarcastically replied, dismounting his horse with ease despite his small frame. "Stupid people built for suicide purposes," he added, ignoring the dirty look Mikasa was throwing at him. Leading the group to a certain spot he was sure was once a fine stable, he tied the reigns and sighed.

"Nah, Levi, don't be like that! This tower is an important part of our history. A living witness perhaps,"

"Yeah, right. It's where fucking idiots choose to jump and die with stupid smiles on their faces," Levi snorted, scanning their surroundings. "So, what's this important package we are going to retrieve? If it's just titan parts for your experiments, then go now and fuck yourself, shitty four eyes."

"Ahh," Hanji Zoe clapped her hands. "That? Actually I was just informed earlier that I'm to assist in retrieving it," she continued, much to Levi's annoyance upon hearing that both of them were clueless.

"Damn that Erwin," he cursed, loosening is cravat a little. Deciding to do a little scouting around, he turned to his other companion and barked, "I don't know what Erwin wants, but we can't keep our guards down. Armin, "he turned to the blond boy, "I trust you to decide for the best whatever happens when I'm not here. Mikasa," he addressed her without looking at her, "do what you need to do and don't mess it up."

"I understand," Mikasa answered timidly.

"Yes, captain." Armin replied.

"Hey, hey, what about me? You're not leaing me behind now, Levi That's rude as broad daylight," Hanji playfully whined, pulling Levi in a half hug, to which he was quick enough to evade.

"You can find a playmate but don't fucking kill my comrades or I'll pull your eyes out," Levi dismissively said, walking away from them towards the tower while pulling a blade. "If you need to kill, kill," he added, disappearing behind the thick bushes.

"Well, you heard him loud and clear, that midget. We can play as long as…"

"I think I'll pass," Mikasa said, making herself comfortable on top of a slab of stone she had found.

'Looking from the outside this look like an ordinary worn out tower. But no windows. No way up. At the top in as opening as large as a well where light can pass through. The only stair is going down. Not a tower but a god damn underground castle. A fucking filthy underground castle. If Erwin's gonna appear and say that this is the new headquarters of the Recon, then I'm quitting on my job on the spot,' Levi thought as he came across cobwebs dangling loosely on one side of the stairway. Loose cobwebs. Someone's been here! His mind raced in time with his hands tightening their grip on his blades as his footsteps became lighter as he descend deeper and deeper on the spiral staircase until he reached what seemed to be the final landing. There he found himself face to face with a black door where three letters were etched: EVE.