Eren woke up. He was sweating profusely and his eyes were bloodshot. His breathing was ragged and he was in pain. Any kind of movement hurt him but he wouldn't stop moving, he couldn't stop moving; he need to breathe, he needed to be free. His human self-felt constrained, felt limited and the Titan Shifter could feel his blood boiling beneath his skin, making him scratch his skin and fidget with his hair. Painfully, he shifted his body weight over to the right, collapsing to the floor after falling from his bed.

With as much strength as he could muster, he began to pull himself over to the window, where his clothes were being stored. After about 10 minutes of solid grunting and pushing from a broken body, Eren finally made it to the windowsill. Attempting to make a stand, he put a shaky hand on a nearby, full body mirror and for the first time, he was scared of himself.

His skin had become paler, matching his Father's in colour, and his hair had become dishevelled and messy. His teeth were constantly in a sharper state, with the incisors becoming sharper and his canines becoming borderline Titan-like. His stance was a little off as well, like he felt uncomfortable standing still. Along his body, he had new scars and scratches, most looking like they had been done by a scalpel. However, it was his eyes that had changed the most. They were blood red and terrifying, replacing his once emerald pools and turning them to crimson.

Stumbling back, Eren began to pant even heavier and the need to transform got even worse. At this point, he could even ignore his weak bones that supported his weight and he would just run and run until he could transform. Pulling himself back to the windowsill, he quickly got dressed in simple clothes that were laid out for him.

Looking out of the small window as he changed, he saw that they were quite high up, about half way up the 50 metre high wall of concrete. This got him even more agitated. Ripping at the skin on his back, Eren made his way over to the door, placing his forehead on it and breathing in deeply. Pulling away, a slight smile crossed his face and his eyes flashed danger before he kicked the door off its hinges.

The woods scraped the floor for a few feet, creating a screeching sound as it slid. The two guards stationed at his door slowly turned to the boy, faces white with shock and horror as they looked into his eyes. Eren could practically feel the smile on his face that threatened to take his skin away from his face form and he could feel the adrenaline that filled his body already overtake any pain that he had previously felt.

"Scout Jaeger! Please retu-"The guard on the left started but Eren just ignored him and began sprinting forward.

"Scout Jaeger! Please return to your room!" He heard the second guard call out for him but Eren didn't listen; he just ran. He ran under the bridge above him and he ran into the blazing sunlight that engulfed his very being. He ran past the training halls and all the scouts that were shocked to see his appearance. He just ran and ran and ran and ran and run until he reached the end of the wall.

With entire confidence in himself, Eren placed one foot on the stone structure and just leapt into the open sky and the 25 metre drop below him. Laughing as he fell, he just closed his crimson eyes, breathing in the cool air before looking down at his hand. Raising the skin to his mouth, Eren just took a massive bite out of his hand as he felt his need to be free from his shackles more evident than ever.

The familiar crackle of lightening and the darkening of the sky signified his freedom and he was more than happy to see it come to fruition. He just felt so helpless. When the sparks hit his body, he began to convulse through the air as heaps of bone and muscle poured all over him and trapped him in a fleshy cocoon. However, within that cocoon, hundreds of sharp, spikey shards of pain jutted into his body.

When he hit the ground, Eren just stood there for several seconds before his eyelids pulled back to reveal the dark red, crimson eyes of the Grim Reaper itself as he stared at all of the Scouts that looked at him in horror.

But Eren just took their stares as applause.

Looking at his own body, he could feel distinct differences. Reaching up to grab his face, he noted that his hair was still longer and more ragged than his usual hair but it was now shorter than it previously was. He also had some kind of hard crystal like structure covering the middle of his face and from tracing the outline, it covered from the top of his forehead to both of his eyes then it outlined his lipless mouth and both sets of teeth. He concluded that it looked like a skull. Smirking, he broke a bit of the material off, but only a tiny chunk as the material appeared almost impenetrable. Looking at it, it was just like that traitor Annie's but instead of blue, Eren's held a crimson colouration similar to his eyes and it looked like he had trapped his own blood into the crystal.

Staring down at his body, other spots such as his chest and joints had formed this sort of crystal protection but at his elbows, two protrusions stuck out of the skin at about 4 metres long. Holding onto his left with his right hand, Eren felt the unnatural structure of the twin, white protrusions and deemed them to be some form of bone that had grown from his arm but grew too long to hold in his skin so they jutted out of his flesh like weapons. But they were weapons. Thinking slightly, he stood stoic as the same crimson crystal engulfed his broken bones and made them look like smooth, curved blades attracted to his arms. Looking at his legs, a similar occurrence had happened but the blades were shorted, at only 2 metres, and they had already been covered. His hands and feet were also mostly bone that bled out of the flesh and crystal that broke apart the skin.

Looking at his new form… Eren couldn't be any happier.

Not only had he taken out one of the Survey Corps worst enemies, but he had also gained something that could benefit mankind too. Swivelling on his feet, he turned to face the wall that stood before him and he smiled a mad smile.

He had to test his abilities one way or another.


Mikasa sat in the training room like she had done for the past 2 weeks.

She and the rest of the 107th Division that had joined the Survey Corps had been given the next few weeks off while they waited for Eren to recover. However, she and Armin had vowed not to stop training. They all had. So, every day, two of them would come down to the training room for 4 hours at a time before they switched with another pair. Currently, it was her and Jean.

The black haired beauty had been beating up on a single punching bag for quite some time now, taking her angry with this whole situation out on it. Eren was just sitting, probably dying in the room a few floors above her and she was here, not able to do a damn thing. And what's worse is that she couldn't even do that to her fullest!

In Annie's attack, she had been injured, cracked a few rubs and bruised a few muscles but that was enough to limit her. She still trained, sure, but now she was slightly behind. Mikasa just felt so helpless!

"Uh… Mikasa?" Came the quiet voice of Jean.

"What?" She answered coldly, not even turning to him. Since Eren had been downed, she had had to spend more time with her team mates in 1-to-1 situations and one thing that she had learned; Jean was really quite annoying.

"You, uh, you done with the punching bag?" Looking at him in confusion, she then took a look at said punching bag to find it with several deeps dents and gashes in the sides.

"Yes." Wrapping her scarf tighter around her face, she walked over to the edge of the room and grabbed a towel. The air became thick and tense after that. However a few minutes later, someone came bursting through the door.

"C-Cadets Kirstein and Ackermann, Corporal Levi told me to inform you that Cadet Jaeger has woken up."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Mikasa was sprinting to his room. It had been 2 long months since he had been awake and she was finally going to see him-

A loud crackle filled the air, shortly followed by a familiar piercing roar. In her head, Mikasa felt all kinds of alarm bells go off. Eren had transformed. Picking up her pace, she continued to sprint. She ran under the bridge, she ran past confused and dazed cadets until she finally reached the wall where the rest of Division 107 stood, mesmerised. Breaking into a space between Armin and Levi, she found her eyes grow wide at the sight of… Eren's Titan.

It still had longer hair than Eren, but now it was shorter than it originally was and his skin was of a paler colour. He also had what looked like a crystallised skull painted onto his face like a face-plate, fresh crimson running through it, with similar crystals popping up on large areas of his body. Thick white bones, coated in red gems stuck clean out of his arms, both at least 4 metres long with shorter 2 metre variants sticking out of his legs. But what shocked her the most was his eyes; they were red. The pools of emerald forest that she could get lost in for hours were gone, replaced with the colour of blood, the colour of anger, the colour of pain… a colour that she soon fell in love with. Mikasa herself didn't even know why, but they just looked beautiful; the fresh red scarlet standing out against his paler skin, reminding her of the sunsets that the two used to enjoy back in Shiganshina.

Eren… was different. But he was still Eren.

She took a step forward but a hand to her right stopped her. Looking over, she saw Armin with his blue eyes just as wide but he just shook his head as if to say 'This isn't the time.' She trusted Armin almost as much as Eren, perhaps even more than Eren so she stayed put and stared at the new form of the Rogue Titan, the beast staring the wall down.

Suddenly, he lashed out, leaping at the wall and running the protrusions that escaped his arms along the stone, smiling wider in satisfaction as it made a nice clean cut against the rock. He repeated the motion with the other, making an X shape onto the wall before slamming his boney fist in the centre which left a small portion of the wall crumbling away.

From where she stood, Mikasa could see him flexing his fingers, happy at this new strength before he ran at it once more, digging a foot into the wall as he jumped, testing his boundaries. Near her, the Asian girl could hear several people ready their 3DMG's, intent on taking him out. However, Levi just shouted at them to stop.

For a while, all Eren did was test out his new power, flaunting it about until he slowed to a stop. He appeared to be running out of energy. Leaning back, his Titan let out a roar before falling forward but not before a figure leapt out of the figures nape. The silhouetted shape flew though the skies until it landed a few metres away from the smoking Titan corpse.

Squinting, Mikasa beamed at the panting figure of Eren Jaeger, one hand resting on his knee as he tried to steady himself. While different people talked around her, Mikasa just jumped off of the structure and swung down to Eren, sprinting to the teen when she finally landed.

"Eren!" She cried out, tears pricking at her eyes. She had been helpless for 2 months but now he was back. The Oriental girl saw the brown haired boy turn his head her way and a look of shock cross his face. That's when she say it; his skin was paler, his teeth were sharper and his eyes still remained that entrancing red but she didn't care one bit.

Colliding with his figure, she wound herself around his body, encasing it with her own. For a minute, Eren didn't know what to do with his hands but eventually he just did the same, winding them around her waist and pulling her flush against his body, her head at his chest.

"Hey." He muttered into her hair.

"I missed you…" Was all she said but she knew that he understood by the way he held her just a little bit closer.

She smiled into his tattered shirt.

Eren was back.