Hiya, as you see there is a new co-author. Also, I just wanted this follows the cannon in no way. You have been warned.


It was cold. Eren could almost see his breath in the dark room. 'Where am I?' he thought. He looked down at himself, 'Why am I in titan form?'

His form melted away, along with the black surrounding him. He was in a field, one that felt familiar. He made the mistake of looking down.

All the harrowing memories flooded back.

The partially eaten bodies of his friends were all there. Mikasa, Connie, Krista, Sasha, Ymir, Reiner, Bertoldt, even Armin. None of his friends had been left unscathed. Broken and tangled on the ground. Some of them hanging from the trees by their omni-directional mobility gear. Other just dead on the ground with a puddle of blood surrounding them. And their eyes, the ones that still had them, were looking at him. Judging him.

Eren hadn't done anything to save them. He

let them die. He didn't try and stop them from being killed. He just watched them die.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry!"

Eren woke up with a start. He panted loudly and sweat plastered his hair to his forehead. The boy -more of a man, now- looked around at the gauzy cloth walls of his one person tent. The boy stepped out in hopes the painted colors of the sky would calm him down. He leaned against one of the trees on the hill, to reflect all that has happened in a such a short time. I guess this is really happening, he thought.

"Where do you want to go, brat?"

Eren thought for a moment; he remembered times as a child. When he would spend hours poured over that old book of Armin's. The one that had the world written inside. The two boys would create fantastic adventures exploring; roam jungles to deserts. Mikasa would join in too, sometimes. She would always be the solider. So many imaginary adventures. An entire world, now safe to explore in; unlike the days he could only play.

Eren smiled.

"The ocean." The boy spoke up. "I want to go to the ocean."

Levi looked at Eren. He saw the same determination he had not seen in his eyes in years.

"Okay. Pack your bags. We leave at sunrise." Levi stood up and unlocked the cage and tossing the keys for the chains around Eren's wrists.

"Wait, what?" Eren's eyes widened as he caught the keys.

"I can't deal with anymore goddamn bureaucracy. We leave dawn." Levi said to the boy before turning and walking back up the dank stairs.

Eren struggled with the locks while flabbergasted before realising something.

"What time is it, sir!?" He wouldn't get an answer. Levi was long gone.

Eren's memory faded as he heard Levi marching up the dewey path.

"I don't blame him," Eren said to himself, unaware his chaperone was walking up the grassy hill to him.

"What's that, brat?" Levi questioned. He was irritated that Jaeger's panting woke him up from the little sleep he gets.

"Nothing, sir!" Eren nearly shouted while saluting his captain. Fear for a boot in the face or glare or whatever else could set Levi off.

"Tch, that's going to get annoying." Levi stated.

"What, sir?" Eren asked, standing up straighter. His hairs were almost end on end.

"This 'sir' business. It's annoying," the older man leaned against the adjacent tree to watch to rising sun. "There's no one else here, brat."

"Okay, si-" Eren cupped his hand to his face, embarrassed by his unusual habit.

Levi shot a side glance to Jaeger, to the tents, to the horses, then a look back to the outer Wall Maria far in the distance. "Let's get going. This map Hanji map says we still have miles to go" Levi stated as he walked back to the tents.

"Alright, sir!"

I guess some habits are hard to break, the two men thought.