A hero or heroine is a person who, in the face of danger, combats adversity through impressive feats of ingenuity, bravery or military strength, often sacrificing his or her own personal concerns for some greater good. Many heroes sacrificed their personal concerns, often putting their lives on the line to assure the safety of others, not knowing if they will make it out alive. Many heroes have come and gone. Many left a legacy to which other heroes find their ideals in to form the shape of their personality. The suit doesn't make the hero. You can have a fancy suit with fancy weapons and immense strength, but suits have their weaknesses. Suits can't be trained. One wrong move and it's over, and the one inside the suit has to face off against the enemy himself.

A normal suit, however, proved to be a key asset for any hero. Was your suit as cool as you, then you would undoubtedly become the most popular hero. Combine that with years of intense training and a high rating by the Hero Association, and you'll have nothing to worry about. Though the high ratings are always given to the S-class heroes. They're called S-class for a reason. However not all S-class are all mighty and powerful. Soon Saitama would find that out for himself. But now he had other concerns.

After arriving in this strange land, the Caped Baldy did what he always did. He saved the day… kind of. There were some buildings which weren't destroyed by Titans. Well, he could always blame it on them. It's not like they would find out or anything. These Titans proved to be little of a challenge to him, as per usual. The humans inhabitants of the city named: Trost probably had more trouble dealing with them.

Saitama looked at the human that stood in front of him. Rubbing his nose, he continued to stare at the human with a blank expression.

"Are you going to tell me what I want to know, or are you just going to stare at me?" the human asked.

Saitama shrugged, looking back at the two teenage soldiers he had just saved. "I don't know," he replied, looking back at the human in front of him. "You mind telling me what city I'm in?"

"Answer my question first," the human replied, glaring at Saitama. "Who are you, and how did you become strong enough to punch two Titans over the wall. A wall that is fifty meters in height, might I add." He said, crossing his arms.

"You too?" Saitama sighed, rubbing his temples. "I'm not going to keep repeating myself. I already told some people, why not ask them… Uhm, what's your name again?"" he asked.

"It's Levi. Captain Levi." Levi replied.

"Meli, got it." Saitama said, pointing his finger at him. "So what city am I in?" he asked.

"I don't have time for this," Levi said, drawing his blades and putting them against Saitama's neck. "You'll be coming with me."

"You have food? 'Cause I'm starving." Saitama replied, picking his nose.

Levi grunted. This guy was nuts! When he went in to save those two brats from those two Titans, he didn't expect to see a human wearing strange clothes punching the two Titans over the wall with little effort. This man. This caped baldy, he was strong, very strong. Levi could see it. He saw him fly. He saw him punch. And he saw him not giving a single flip about it all. And what was up with tha neutral expression of his? Was he… bored? No, it couldn't be. Titans weren't boring, they were dangerous. They killed so many humans, and yet he's not frightened by the fact he could have gotten eaten?

Levi continued to stare at the man. Whatever he was, he wasn't human. No human could pull this off. It was impossible. It would require immense strength. Levi wondered just how much more there was to this human.

"What's your name?" Levi asked, his swords still at Saitama's neck.

"It's Saitama," Saitama replied, grabbing hold of the two blades and breaking them in two. "What's yours?" he asked politely, throwing the pieces of blade he was holding behind him.

"Levi," Levi replied, dethatching the two broken blades and attaching the handles of his 3D maneuver gear to two new swords. He kept his new blades sheathed, however, not wanting him to break off two more. "You wouldn't mind coming with me, right? We need to discuss a few things."

"Sure. Just make it quick. There's a bargain day at the supermarket which I don't want to miss." Saitama replied, putting his hands on his hips. "Now where did I leave my wallet?"

Saitama blew a bit of air out of his mouth. He was bored. Very bored. He had been brought to some kind of secret location. He had no idea why, but Captain Levi told him that someone named Erwin wanted to talk to him. In the meantime he had been given some tea and a slice of bread to ease his suffering. Taking a bite from the bread, the hero barely swallowed it as he downed the piece of bread in his throat with some tea. Sighing to himself as he put his feet on a table that he was sitting at, the hero leaned back into his chair, balancing it on its two back legs.

'This is pretty boring,' Saitama thought to himself, remembering how he had been fighting Titans just a few hours before. He truly was bored out of his mind. He just wanted to go home and watch some TV. The hero looked at the closed door that stood a few feet from him. Grabbing his bread and taking small pieces from it, he started throwing them at the door. Just then the door opened, revealing a middle-aged blonde haired man, accompanied by Captain Levi and a girl wearing glasses. Saitama just stared at them, not caring that they were looking at him with mixtures of confusion. Except for Levi.

"So," said the blonde haired man. "You must be Saitama. The man who punched two Titans out of existence." He said, walking towards the table and taking a seat across of Saitama.

"Yeah," Saitama replied, taking a sip from his tea. "You guys mind telling me what time it is?" he asked.

"Not before you answer the questions we are about to ask." The man replied.

The girl who was wearing glasses took a seat beside the blonde haired man, while Levi leaned his back against the wall, staring at Saitama with a neutral expression.

"My name is Commander Erwin," Erwin announced, holding his hand out. "That's squad leader Hanji and Captain Levi," he said, motioning to the two. Saitama stared at the two, his eyes switching from Levi to Hanji.

"Oh, okay." The hero replied, putting his feet off the table. "Can we hurry this up, please? I have to get home."

"Not until you answer us this: How were you able to punch two Titans over Wall Rose?" Erwin asked, resting his head on his hands as he stared at Saitama in curiosity.

"I just did," Saitama replied, shrugging. "It's not that big of a deal. Those Titans weren't strong at all."

"Weren't strong at all?" Erwin asked, glaring at him. "In case you've been living underneath a rock for the last couple of year, Titans are strong. They have killed thousands of humans, taken Wall Maria from us, and almost took the Trost district if it weren't for that Titan who carried the boulder to seal the breach. So don't tell me that Titans aren't all that strong."

"But they really weren't," Saitama deadpanned, staring at Erwin with his usual neutral expression.

"Have you no respect for those who have fallen to the Titans?" Erwin asked, smashing his hand on the table. "Levi, are you sure your eyes weren't deceiving you?" Erwin asked, turning to the black haired Captain. "There's no way a guy like him could defeat two Titans with just one punch."

Levi shrugged. "I saw it with my own eyes. No doubt about it." he replied, looking at Saitama. "Many of my men gave died because of the Titans."

"I'm sorry to hear that," Saitama replied, bowing is head respectfully. "But would you mind telling me why none of you have contacted the Hero Association?" he asked, turning to face the girl who sat at the table. "Why haven't you called them? They would have send an S-class hero by now."

"I have no idea what you're talking about," the girl replied. "Name's Hanji, by the way how were you able to fly? At least that's what Levi told me."

"I just trained really hard." Saitama replied. "Now can I go, please?"

Erwin shook his head, chuckling to himself. "No, you can't. You see Captain Levi wasn't the only one who saw you in action. We're about to visit cadet Yeager before his trial. And unfortunately for you, the Military Police wants you for themselves."

""I'm sorry, but I'm into those kinds of thing," Saitama replied, waving his hands in front of his chest in a dismissive manner. "And what trial?"

"The trial which decides if you live or die." Erwin replied.

"Oh," Saitama said, looking at Erwin. "Okay."

Eren gasped as he opened his eyes to find himself looking at a dark ceiling. He slowly got up and moved his arms, only to find them bound to chains.

"I see you're finally awake." a voice said.

Eren looked over to see he was behind bars; however, in front of the bars were two men that Eren immediately recognized.

The one sitting down on a chair was Commander Erwin Smith. The one standing up and leaning against the wall was Captain Levi. They were both members of the Survey Corps with astounding skills.

"Do you have any questions, Eren?" Erwin asked.

"Where am I?" Eren asked as he looked around the room he was in.

"You're now in an underground cell," Erwin answered, "As of now, you're under the Military Police's custody. We were granted permission to come and see you."

"What about my friends?" Eren asked.

"They'll be fine," Erwin answered, "We're asking them anything that could be related to how you got your Titan power. However, it probably won't be much of a change."

Eren widened his eyes as he saw Erwin pull out a key. "That's the-"

"Yes, this is your key," Erwin interrupted, "You can have it back later, but back in your old home, in Doctor Jaeger's basement in the Shingashina District, lies the answer to the mystery of the Titans. Am I correct?"

"I'm not sure, at least I believe that's what my father said," Eren answered, still unsure.

"So you have amnesia and your dad's gone missing. Isn't that convenient," Levi remarked.

"Levi, we already talked about how he has no reason to lie to us," Erwin told him, before turning back to Eren, "There are things we need to know. I believe we should ask what is it you want. In order to investigate your home, we need to seal the breach in the wall. That is where your powers come in. Like it or not, the Titans have influenced our fate, including the Colossal and Armored Titan. Your will is the key: the key humanity could use to get out of this hopeless situation."

"Uh…" Eren trailed off, not knowing what to say.

"Hey, we don't have all day you piece of crap. What do you want?" Levi demanded with irritation.

Eren looked back at the two with a crazed look in his eyes and a deadly smile. "I want to join the Survey Corps, and kill every single Titan in existence."

Levi's eyes seemed to gleam with amusement. "Not bad. Erwin, tell the higher ups that I will vouch for him."

Levi walked over and gripped one of the bars while giving Eren a deadly look. "Not that I trust him or anything. I just want to be around to kill him if he ever goes on a rampage. I don't think the top brass will disagree. I'm the only one who's fit for the job."

Eren sat in his cell as he looked at his chains. It's been around a day or so ago since he woke up from a coma, but Eren was just wondering when he could leave this place.

"May I use the restroom?" Eren asked one soldier.

"You already went," the soldier answered coldly.

"Can I have some water?" Eren asked the second soldier.

"Know your place, monster," he replied as he turned away.

Eren slightly hung his head in confusion as he looked at his chains. He completely understood why they were acting like this, but did they really have to do all of this just to keep him on lockdown?

That's right, his friends. Were they all okay? Did they make it out of Trost alive?

Eren snapped out of his thought as he heard door open from the outside. He waited as he heard footsteps coming towards his cell, but it suddenly got quiet.

Too quiet.

Eren jumped as a woman with glasses and a ponytail came out of nowhere and clutched the bars while giving him a scary look.

"You must be Eren," she smiled happily, "Are you okay? Anything new? Sorry to keep you waiting, but it seems you're finally getting out."

Eren sighed with relief.

"But you'll have to wear these," she added as she showed Eren handcuffs.

"I'm Hanji Zoe, a Survey Corps squad leader," she introduced as they walked towards their destination.

Eren tried to move as a man was sniffing him.

"He's another squad leader," Hanji explained, "Mike Zacharius. He has the habit of smelling people he's just met, and then smirking. I don't think it has any real significance. After all, he's good enough that they gave him a squad."

There was silence as they continued walking.

"Oh, sorry! Too much chit-chat," she said as they arrived at a door, "We're already here. Don't worry. It's better not to get any explanations in advance."

Eren widened his eyes as he was being pushed through the door, "Wait!"

"I know it's selfish, but we have no choice but to blindly put our trust in you. Good luck," Hanji said before closing the doors.

"Kneel down there," a policeman order.

Eren simply complied as he kneeled down. The policeman put a pole in between Eren's cuffs.

He tried to move, but it was useless, he was stuck. Eren then looked around to see the Military Police, the Garrison Troops, the Survey Corps, and…Armin and Mikasa?

Suddenly the door that Eren had stepped through opened, revealing two Military Police soldiers accompanying a certain bald hero. Everyone stared at the bald human in confusion as the two police officers escorted him to kneel down beside Eren. The baldy just did what he was told and kneeled down beside Eren.

He looked up to see an old man rolling up his sleeves and sitting down. "Well then, let us begin," he said, looking down at the two. "Cadet Eren Yeager and… Saitama, was it?" he asked, turning to Saitama.

Saitama gave the man a blank stare as he nodded his head.

"Very good. Cadet Yeager, you are a soldier who chose to devote his life to the king. Is that correct?" the man asked, straightening his glasses.

"Yes, sir."

"And you, Saitama," the man said, turning to face Saitama. "You are not a registered soldier or citizen. So we know absolutely nothing about you. Is that correct?"

"I guess." Saitama replied. "Could you please hurry up?" he asked, turning to face Eren. "What the hell did this kid do to be put in such a position?" he asked, turning to face the man again. "And what the hell did I do? I was just doing my hobby—I mean job—I mean duty! Whatever!"

"Order!" the man said, clapping his hand on the table he sat at. "You will speak when spoken to." The man cleared his throat, turning to Eren. "As for your case, Eren, it is out of bounds for common law, therefor we must convene a special court-martial. The final decision will be handed down by me. We will deliberate upon whether you live or die as well." The man said, looking up from his paper. "Do you have any objections?"

"None, sir." Eren replied, lowering his head.

"I'm glad you're so cooperative. Let me say this straightforward, concealing your existence has proven impossible. Unless we publicize your existence in some way, we will have to face another threat besides Titans. This court is tasked with deciding which force will take custody of you. The Military Police, or the Survey Corps." The man said, turning to the Captain of the Military Police. "First let us hear the propositions of the Military Police."

"I am Nike Dawk," announced a man dressed in a Military Police uniform. "I am the Chief of the Military Police. Our proposition is as follows: We will examine Eren's body thoroughly, then dispose of him as soon as possible. It's a fact that his Titan's power repelled the last attack. However, his character induces disturbances that may even lead to a rebellion. Therefore he shall provide us with as much intelligence as possible, they he'll become a martyr for mankind."

"You're basically going to kill him," Saitama commented, looking at Nike. "You should have shortened it to ten words or less. Seriously, you could have just said: Hey, we're going to cut him open and throw his body into the river after we're done." He said, turning to face Eren. "Though I wonder what they'd want with a kid like you."

"Silence yourself you bald headed freak!" Pastor Nick shouted, pointing and accusing finger at him. "That boy is nothing more than vermin. Nothing more I tell you! He has disgraced our holy walls, and so have you!"

"Hey, so what if I'm bald!" Saitama shouted, accidentally breaking the metal pole to which his cuffs were attached to, thus breaking free. "Oops," Saitama said as he brought his hands to his head, only for him to break his cuffs in the process. "That's not good," he said, rubbing his head. "Oh boy, he said, staring at his—now—freed hands. "Hey," Saitama said, turning to face Nike. "You have any spares? I kind of broke mine."

"I think that shows our next subject," said the man, mostly known as Zackley. "As you can already see, Mr. Saitama is very strong. From what I have seen from several reports, you punched two Titans. Two 10-meter class Titans that weigh more than twenty humans combined over a wall that is fifty meters in height. Now I would have called an ordinary man crazy of he were to tell me this. But it is the fact that even Captain Levi himself reported seeing you doing those things. Now I ask of you: Are you like Eren? Do you have something to hide from us?"

"In all honesty," Saitama replied, holing his hands up. "I just want to get home. If I wait for two more hours I'll miss bargain day at the supermarket," he said, turning to face Nike. "Can't you just let the kid go, or something? I mean he didn't do anything bad, right? From what you have been telling, he actually helped all of you, am I right?"

"Enough of this," Nike growled, turning to one of his men. "Take aim!"

"Now hold on a second!" Zackley interrupted. "I want to hear the Survey Corp's propositions as well. Commander Erwin, if you would be so kind."

"Of course," Erwin announced. "I am Commander Erwin Smith, head of the Thirteenth Battalion of the Survey Corps. Our proposition is as follows: We will accept Eren as a formal member of the Survey Corps, along with Mr. Saitama. Recapturing Wall Maria by using his Titan power," he said while looking at Saitama. "And the soon to be discovered power of Saitama. That is all."

"Is that it?" Zackley asked.

Saitama looked at Erwin, giving him a thumbs up. 'Defiantly shorter than Nakius, or whatever his name was.' He thought to himself, looking at Erwin with a blank expression.

"Yes. Using Eren's Titan power and Saitama's power we should be able to retake Wall Maria." Erwin replied.

Saitama closed his eyes as he sat down on the floor. Crossing his legs, he put his fingers in his ears as he heard the people in the court room started to argue. Why did this have to happen to him? Fighting a monster on a bargain day was bad enough, but now he was in a court room with a kid that is being treated like he's some kind of monster. His kind of wished Genos were here to do the talking for him. He always had a way with words. He intimidated people with his looks and the way he acted. He would have gotten them out in no time. But since he was alone… he better followed the rules. He still had a reputation as a hero. But still, it was like no one had ever heard of the term 'Hero' before. Like it didn't exist or anything.

Saitama felt his mouth water as he thought of the Udon he could buy for such a low price right now. He wanted to get out, and he wanted to get out fast. Opening his eyes and turning his head to face Eren again, he saw that the young teenager was currently being kicked to death by Captain Levi. Watching the scene unfold with no emotions whatsoever, Saitama stood up and tapped Levi's shoulder. "Is that really necessary?" he asked.

As a reply Levi punched him across the face. Saitama didn't even move, he wasn't even slightly hurt by Levi's actions. Raising his hand, he spoke up. "What's your problem?" he asked, karate chopping Levi on his shoulder, literally smashing him into the floor as the young Captain was now stuck between it. "Oh, crap," Saitama said, grabbing Levi by his collar with his thumb and index finger, pulling him out of the floor. "You didn't break anything, did you?" he asked, checking over Levi only to see his right arm slightly lower than his left. "That's not good," Saitama said, grabbing hold of Levi's arms and raising it upwards, a sickening crack echoing through the court room. "Now it's even worse," Saitama said, as slowly pulled Levi's arm down, making the Captain flinch.

Saitama rubbed the back of his head. "Sorry for dislocating your shoulder," he said as Levi glared daggers at him. "But that should be a reminder not to hit people when they ask you something, it's kind of rude."

"As Levi stated before," Commander Erwin quickly announced. "He can kill Eren if need be. And as you have now all seen first-hand, Saitama can pretty much take care of himself. Should Levi fail—which I highly doubt he will—then we can have Saitama take care of it."

Zackley stared at Saitama. "Can you do it? If Eren goes on another rampage, can you stop him?"

"Sure," Saitama replied. "Now can I go home?"

"Then I have made my decision. Cadet Eren Yeager and Saitama will be handed over to the Survey Corps." Zackley announced.

Saitama sighed inwardly. He wasn't going to make it in time for the bargain day at the supermarket, was he?