"I need to save him, Mikasa. I won't let Armin die to those pieces of shit."

"I'm coming with yo-"

"No, you're not. For once, just have faith in me. I love you."


Mikasa shot up out of bed, her heavy breathing heard throughout her room. She looked out her window, the sun glaring through the blinds. She looks over at her clock.

10:24 it reads.

"Some dream I had."

She gets up, her hair slightly wavy from lying in bed. She walks up to her bathroom door, light shining through the bottom as she heard a slight hum.

She opened the door.

"Levi, why are you cleaning... again? You literally did yesterday."

"Your floor was dirty. I don't accept filth in my household."

"Technically its our household. We split the bills, you know." Mikasa sighed.

"I need to use the bathroom."

"You can wait. Or you can help, the dishes need to be washed too!"

"Those are your dishes."

"Oh. You can use the bathroom, I'll be back then." Levi ran out of the bathroom.

"...and I thought I was dense."

Mikasa did her morning routine. She left the bathroom, glancing at the mirror once more after remembering her thoughts last night. She exited her room, going down the hallway.

Levi, currently washing the two plates he left in there, looked back at Mikasa.

"You have class today, Mika?"

She looked at him funny.

"First off, its Saturday. So no. Second, don't call me that."

"Yeah yeah, whatever. Do you want to go grab food then?" He asked, setting the last plate down.

"Sure, but after that we have to go look at a car. It was on my to-do list today." Mikasa replied, starting to walk back to her room.

"I'll be out in 10. Be ready by then." She closed her door.

- line skip ft. Reiner's homemade chicken nuggets -

Mikasa and Levi were sitting in at the closest Waffle House. They'd just ordered.

"So, what car is this that you're looking at?" Levi inquired.

"A 1970 Dodge Challenger R/T 456 Hemi. It's red with a black hood." She casually said.

Levi spat his orange juice all over the table.

"You're... buying that?! Do you know how much that costs and how dirty those older cars normally are?"

"Relax, Levi. It's from Reiner and Bertholdt's junkyard. They've pretty much kept that thing in perfect condition since they got it."

"You sure? You can never be too skeptical about you-"

"Levi."

"Okay."

"Did you at least bring enough?" Levi asked. She nodded.

The waitress walks up, handing them two waffles, paired with eggs, bacon and toast.

"Enjoy!" She said as she walked away, leaving the yellow ticket on the table.

"Well, how much do they want for it?"

"40k." She replied, sipping her Sprite."

Levi spat his orange juice on the table again. Except all over his eggs this time.

"That's it? Let's go right now!"

"Finish your food, idiot."

"Okay."

They sat in silence for a few minutes, enjoying their food. Once they finished, they paid for the bill, walking out of the Waffle House.

"How far of a walk, Mikasa?"

"Like 20 minutes, it's on the outskirts of the city, near the old hideout." She said, beginning her stroll.

They walked mostly in silence, passing tall skyscrapers, along with plenty of restaurants and other buildings.

"How's Petra?" Mikasa asked, starting slight conversation.

"She's fine, same as usual. Still alive somehow, even after all the crazy shit she's done for me." He says, glancing at Mikasa as they walk.

"That's good." Mikasa says as they pass an alleyway, spotting a group of men sitting around the stairwell.

Mikasa hears a few cat calls from the alley, glancing over in disgust. Levi does the same, sending a menacing glare as they keep walking.

"Interiors... what a obnoxious bunch." Levi says.

They continue walking, seeing the junkyard in the distance.

They enter the front gate, passing the heaps of scrap metal, broken parts and cars. They head to the garage, hearing the rivets of drills and metal grinding in the distance.

They enter, seeing Bertholdt wearing a mask as he welded two pieces of steel in the back, while Reiner is seen underneath an orange Nissan GTR NISMO. Hip-hop was blaring through the garage, the speakers cranked up to max volume.

Mikasa walked up to the speaker system, cutting it off to get their attention.

"Bertholdt, was that- oh hey, Mikasa. And Captain Levi." Reiner said as he rolled out from underneath the car, standing up.

Bertholdt took his welders mask off, waving at Mikasa and nodding at Levi.

"Here for your car, I assume. Too bad, we sold it a second ago." Reiner dejectedly said.

Mikasa looked down.

"O-oh. Okay."

"Just kidding! It's two garages down from here, I'll take you there. I think Annie is around here somewhere." He said, wiping his hands off with a white rag.

"Follow me. Hold down the fort, Bertholdt." He said, walking out of the garage.

Reiner led them down the four garages, opening the third door. Inside, they saw a gym set up. There was a weight bench in the center, with a punching bag to the side, a pull up bar next to it, and a boxing ring taking up the remainder of the space. Annie was sitting on the bench, taking a sip of her water bottle.

Annie had joined the gang around high school, and remained in it to this day. She became a middeweight pro boxer, training for matches around the city. She still remained as loyal as ever to her two friends, Reiner and Bertholdt. She shot a friendly look toward Mikasa.

"You know not to come in here when I'm training, Reiner. Unless you want a repeat of your 'soldier's discipline' exercise from last time." She said, giving off a slight smirk.

"Yeah, well, I figured you'd want to see Mikasa and Captain Levi. I mean, they're kind of important?"

Mikasa chopped his head.

"Kind of? Okay."

Annie looked toward Mikasa. "Haven't seen you in a while, Mika."

Mikasa smiled. She doesn't do that often.

"Hey Annie. How's boxing going?"

"I have a match in two days. Other than that, pretty good. Besides having to deal with these two idiots, of course." She says, standing up.

She walks over to the three.

"Here to buy the car, I assume? Reiner told me you'd be over here for that today."

She looks over at Levi, nodding. "Captain."

Levi nods back, walking out of the garage.

"Yeah, just wanted to stop by to say hey. We should lift sometime, you know?" Mikasa says.

"Definitely. You have my number, call me whenever." Annie says, walking back toward the weight bench.

"You're lucky you had a reason to be in here, Reiner."

"Love you too, Annie." Reiner and Mikasa walk out of the garage.

Reiner turns to Mikasa. "I kind of lied about it being in the third garage. It's actually in the fourth, whoops." Reiner said, walking over to the last door and opening it.

Inside was the car they were looking for, a crimson red Challenger with a metallic black hood.

Reiner walks up to the microwave next to the vehicle, opening the door. He pulls out about 15 chicken nuggets.

"Want some? I made them earlier today? Reiner says as he stuffs two into his mouth.

"...I'm good. Thanks Reiner." She says.

He finishes chewing. "Want a test drive?" He says, picking the keys off the wall and jingling them.

"Of course. Levi!" Mikasa calls.

Reiner tosses the keys to Mikasa, as Levi strolls in.

They both enter the vehicle, Mikasa sticking the keys in the ignition as she starts the car up. The engine hummed as it cut on in the garage, putting a smile on Reiner's face.

"It only took... 6 years to repair?" He said, eating another chicken nugget.

Mikasa tore out of the garage, turning out of the junkyard and ripping it out into the road. A heavy metal song was playing on the radio, Mikasa turning it up as her speedometer reached 60.

"I like this." She said, Levi nodding in approval.

They drove around for another few minutes, turning around and heading back to the junkyard. They pulled back into the garage, cutting the engine off before hopping out of the vehicle.

Mikasa looked at Reiner, a smile on his hardened face.

"You like it?" He asked.

"I loved it." She said.

She opened her bag, pulling out four envelopes.

"Here's your 40k, fresh from the bank." She blatantly states.

"No, I thought it was charity money." Reiner says, taking the envelopes.

She kicks his shin.

"Ow, what was that for!"

"Being an idiot."

"Whatever. You wanna hang around for a bit? A few more from the crew are coming over in a bit."

"Sure, Reiner. Why not. Levi, you're cool with that, right?"

Levi looks over. "Fine by me."

"Then it's settled."


It was around 4:15 when everyone else showed up. Historia and Armin arrived first, followed by Connie and Sasha. Hange, Erwin and Petra arrived together, ending it off with Jean and Marco. Reiner and Bertholdt had a second building near the garages, they opened it up as a bar during the later hours of the day. Everyone was spread out at a few tables, with Reiner running the bar. Mikasa and Armin were sitting there, grabbing a few drinks.

"Everything is on me tonight you guys, so don't think about prices!" Reiner shouts as he takes a bottle off the top shelf, pouring it into Mikasa and Armin's glasses.

Some guests started walking in as they opened the bar up, a few sitting at the bar while others sat at tables. Most nodded at Reiner, while Bertholdt and Annie took drink and food orders.

"Reiner, somebody wants your chicken nuggets for once!" Bertholdt yells, a smile on his face.

"Sweet! I'll make them right now!" He says, running into the kitchen.

Armin turns over to Mikasa. "Funny, isn't he. His nuggets make me anxious though."

"Trust me, they make me anxious too. You're definitely not alone on that one." Mikasa said.

"How's the gang going?" She asked directly after, sounding somewhat hesitant.

Armin sighed. "Ever since you left, downhill. Our operations haven't been so successful, and losing... never mind."

Mikasa looked down, the mention of Eren making her sad once more. The drink definitely wasn't helping. She never really got drunk, but it made her think a lot more than usual. She took a sip of the Yamazaki whiskey that Reiner poured for him, the bitter taste lingering in her mouth.

"I wish you'd come back, Mika. It's not the same without you." Armin said, a smile somewhat gracing his features.

His long blonde hair had always been the same since his childhood days, but it stuck with him to his early 20's. He still looked pretty good with it as well.

"I've been thinking about it. Don't get your hopes up, though." She said.

Mikasa turns as she looks at Levi. He's sitting next to Petra with his arm around her, eating some chicken wings and taking a swig of some unknown beer.

"It seems like everyone is content... except for me." Mikasa said to Armin.

"I feel it too, Mikasa. Trust me. It hurts, every day." Armin says, putting his hand on her shoulder.

"I'm here for you, though. He was my best friend too. I miss him so much." A tear went down Armin's cheek.

"Armin... me too." Mikasa says, taking another sip of her drink.

Annie looks over, seeing Armin in the state he is in. She sadly looks over at Mikasa, walking up to Armin from behind and giving him a hug.

"Both of us are here for you, too." Annie says.

Mikasa finishes her drink, standing up.

"Well, I should get-"

A loud yell is heard from outside, followed by a chorus of whistles. Gunshots are heard ripping into the side of the bar as a loud flatbed truck mounted with a machine gun drives by, followed by a black armored van.

"Get the FUCK down!" Reiner yells as he storms out of the kitchen, an AR-15 in hand.

He storms outside, unloading on the passing vehicles as they screech off into the night, their yells heard as they drove off.

Mikasa stands up, dusting her jacket off.

"Is everyone alright?" She says while she looks around.

"Looks good to me. Pieces of filth." Levi says, getting up from his seat.

Reiner walks over to everyone after putting his rifle back in the kitchen.'

"Fucking Interiors. Always trying to start shit with us this late at night." He says, sitting at the bar next to Annie, now residing in Armin's old seat.

Armin looks over at Mikasa. "And that's why we're losing."

Mikasa gets a glint in her eye. She looks down at Armin with an emotionless expression.

"Maybe I can change that."

Armin lights up. "Are you serious? You're coming back?"

"After that stunt, I'd say I'm obligated to. I'll meet up with you guys at some point next week. Until then."

She looks at Levi. He nods, signaling her to leave without him. She walks out of the bar, walking down to the fourth garage where her new car is parked. She stares at Reiner's chicken nuggets once more, before grabbing one and getting in the crimson vehicle. She starts it up, heavy metal blasting as she revs the engine and begins to drive into the night.


Yeah, that's chapter two. I feel like I'll get into this for like a week then stop. Who knows, though, maybe I'll keep it up. I like this story.

I kind of had the idea of Reiner and Bertholdt messing around with cars and stuff so I figured why not. They're kind of like the land owners of the gang in a way. A little bit of character development for a few new characters too, like Reiner, Annie and Armin. Mikasa got a bit too in a way.

I couldn't let the Reiner's chicken nuggets thing slide, it was great.

Anyway, until next time!

-Regalithy