Chapter 2:
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The solider put his hand on the boy's shoulder and turned him around.
Levi knew there was no way out of it, he still had the dirty knife, and there was no point fighting against the solider anyway; he was much more trained than himself.
Maybe I could, no, cause if they got me, then I'd be charged with attack the legal authorities, damn, I'm screwed unless I do something.
"Hey kid, where'd you learn to use a knife like that?" The man asked.
I have to keep my answers brief, but I still have to answer, otherwise he'll try to make me reply with force.
"In the underground."
"Hm, I would've thought so. Where are your parents?"
Parents? Was Kenny a parent?
Not really, should avoid bringing up Kenny, otherwise…
"They died a couple of years ago."
"So you've been living by yourself since then, and you've moved into the above ground cities and villages to try and get a better life for yourself, and it's not going all that well?"
Levi didn't answer.
At that point he realised 2 things. Firstly, he didn't know where the solider was taking him, and secondly, the solider hadn't made him drop his knife. Why didn't he make me drop my weapon? I could've easily taken him down already.
Does that mean he trusts me, with his life?
"So you have a last name?" the solider was starting to push him now.
"Yeah, Ackerman." Levi replied, trying to hope that the solider wouldn't make the connection between himself and the notorious Kenny Ackerman.
"And how old are you?"
There was a short pause as they kept on walking.
"I think I'm 12. I, I never knew my birthday, my, my parents died before I could remember."
He wasn't sure how to articulate the facts.
"Why do you want to know all this, what do you want to do to me!?" Levi yelled out to the soldier.
The older man sighed, his blond hair rustling to the side
"I'm taking you to become a trainee, to help humanity fight against the titans."
Fight, trainee, titans?
"Are you crazy? You can't just whisk up kids on the street and send them off to go fight a bunch of massive man eating monsters! Maybe I can hold a knife, but that doesn't equal out to defending humanity!"
"Yes, it does."
He stood there, slightly baffled by the idea.
"You're what, probably 12, and you're already extremely quick with a knife. If you came from the underground, you're probably trained in some hand to hand combat. True?"
"Yes." Levi was beginning to see where this was going.
"There aren't many trainees this year, so we can always do with more. Anyway, there, you'll get a place to sleep, food, clothes, the necessities. You won't have to have people chasing you for it. And if you want to drop out afterwards, there isn't anything to stop you."
This could mean, this could lead to the survey corps. I might get to see the outside works, if, if I go through with this. I'll battle titans, in 4 years' time, I'll battle titans…
"Or, you could just live like you are now, probably get caught by the authorities, that wouldn't end well for-"
"No, I'll do it, I'll accept your offer."
The solider grinned.
"Good, because we're already walking there."
Titans, what did a 12-year-old boy know about fighting titans. He had occasionally seen solders or the survey corps return from their missions from outside of the wall, or looking out over the wall from the very top, but this,
This was close quarters attacking the titans.
It took a good hour to walk to the training corps building.
"I'll sign you in," the solider said. "Usually a guardian does it, but this works too."
Levi nodded.
"Hey, at least you show some respect, keep that with you, it'll be a hell of a lot easier to deal with your trainers and squad leaders."
They walked into the building, the lady sitting at a desk greeted them.
"Hello Captain Miro," she noticed the skinny young boy standing beside him.
"I see you have brought someone with you, a new recruit?"
"Yes, Levi Ackerman, he agreed on joining the training corps just today, but I guess he'll become one of the strongest if he should choose to continue."
The lady nodded her head.
"Ok, Mr, Ackerman," she seemed to have some trouble saying his name.
"Your room in the 5th one to the left. Unfortunately, there isn't anyone else vacating it yet, but you might end up with a roommate sooner or later. I suppose you don't have any belongings either?"
"No, I don't."
"Doesn't matter, you'll be sorted out sooner or later.