Author's Note: Sorry if it seems like this is the only fanfic I'm updating, guys. I just really love this idea and am enjoying writing it. But don't worry, I'll be continuing the others!
The chains dug into Mikasa's wrists as she pulled. Her eyes opened more as she became more aware of her surroundings.
It felt cold, freezing. The smell of blood was so unbelievably strong.
Her heart sunk, as she tried to clear her mind. To remember...how she ended up here.
She looked down. Something was missing. She still had her school uniform on, but...her scarf was gone. She then remembered...the car pulling up.
She remembered the man getting out, and grabbing her. She remembered struggling. Struggling like hell. She remembered her scarf falling off, and recalled the man drugging her.
Whatever it was, had knocked her out. But for how long? Mikasa's eyes grew wide fearfully.
"Eren...!", she cried, despite knowing he wouldn't hear her. She pulled at the chains again. Each chain was embedded in the wall.
They kept her hanging up so she was simply on her knees, not able to lay down or even stand. Her ankles were chained as well.
Mikasa glared, she pulled even harder, the chains cutting into her wrists.
"That won't work...", a voice spoke weakly. Mikasa blinked, looking over. She hadn't even seen someone else, since it was so dark.
But someone else, was chained like her. She was right near Mikasa. As soon as Mikasa looked closer, her heart sunk.
She gasped. The girl who spoke was not only chained to the wall, but was eerily emaciated. She was bruised, bleeding and both wrists were cut all to hell.
She looked so tiny in her school uniform. Mikasa's eyes grew wide. "I-Isla...?!", she cried, horrified.
Isla looked up weakly. She looked so weak, mangled. "Do...I know you?", she asked, her voice hoarse.
"You're the girl who's been missing all this time...", cried Mikasa.
"You're calm given where you are...you're a fighter. I can see it in your eyes...I hope...you can escape", Isla appeared delirious from lack of food and water.
Her eyes were unfocused. Mikasa glared. "We can both escape! There has to be a way..", Mikasa looked around the basement.
It was completely blood stained. There was only one small window, up close to the ceiling. But it was on the other side of the room.
Mikasa glared, she was terrified. But she was no damsel in distress. She was going to get out of here. She knew she had to find a way.
She could only imagine how scared Eren, Rubi, Armin and her parents were.
Just then, she heard the door open. Mikasa glared over, seeing a figure coming down the stairs.
Isla's eyes grew wide in terror, and she suddenly shut them tight, shaking violently.
Mikasa glared, her heart was racing, but she wasn't going to show her fear. The man walking down the steps...his footsteps drew closer and closer.
Each basement step creaked, as he finally made it down. The man was much bigger than Mikasa.
"You're awake, already? I'm impressed. Looks like you'll be much more fun", the man grinned. Mikasa glared.
She didn't need to ask why she was here, or what he wanted. She got a good idea. "How long...have I been down here?", she asked.
"You're strangely calm, hmph. 4 days now. This one over there didn't wake for a week, I'm surprised", he replied.
Mikasa glared. "You're taking too many chances! The police will notice me missing. They already have been going crazy to find Isla!", she yelled, hoping to somehow intimidate him.
The man laughed, looking highly amused. "You think that's funny?! Did you think of the possibilty they'd track my phone?!", Mikasa asked, angrily.
The man stopped laughing. "Your phone?", he asked. Mikasa glared.
"What phone?", he then pulled the broken pieces of her phone out, dropping them to the cold stone floor. Mikasa's heart sunk, her glare leaving.
"So...why don't you just be a good girl, and stop fighting?", the man approached her. Mikasa glared, she suddenly managed to kick him in the balls.
"FUCK! Damn it...you bitch...!", he glared at her then. Mikasa didn't flinch back at his voice, she kept glaring, pulling at the chains.
The man glared back. "I see. You're not like Isla at all. I'm gonna have to break you...this will be fun", the man grinned.
Mikasa continued to glare, when the man suddenly punched Mikasa hard in the face. Mikasa cried out, a bruise on her cheek.
But she kept glaring. The man growled, he then undid her chains. Mikasa looked, and as soon as they were undid, she put up a fight.
She tried punching him, but he grabbed her by the hair. Mikasa cried out in pain, gritting her teeth. Her eyes grew wide then, seeing he had lifted her up by the hair, off her feet.
He was much stronger than her. "Whoa...you're pretty heavy for your age", he grinned. Mikasa glared shakily at him.
"I could use the exercise!", he yelled.
The man then threw her on the blood stained table, and strapped her to it. Mikasa struggled violently.
"Now...how should I break a stubborn bitch like you...", the man seemed to be looking at a table, full of different weapons.
Mikasa's heart sunk, but she struggled more. She then used all her strength, and ripped through the one strap.
The man heard it rip. "What the?!", he glared then. Mikasa glared, and ripped the last one, and she managed to grab the knife on the table.
"Don't be stupid...", the man growled, blocking her path. Isla watched, looking up. Her dead eyes grew wide in shock, seeing Mikasa put up such a fight.
Mikasa glared, she ran right at him then, stabbing his shoulder. "OW! You...!", the man pulled the knife out, as Mikasa ran for the stairs.
"Run Mikasa! Get out of here!", cried Isla, she couldn't believe it. Someone just might escape, and be able to tell the police the location, and come back for her.
Mikasa bolted up the stairs, fast. She was quick. She pushed the basement door open, and ran into the living room.
She was only inches from the front door, when she felt a strong arm lock around her neck.
"Don't even think about it!", the man snarled. "LET ME GO!", Mikasa struggled violently, kicking.
"God damn, if I would have known you'd be this much trouble...!", the man growled. Mikasa kicked a lamp over, and then bit his arm.
"OW! You fucking animal...!", the man then managed to throw Mikasa down the stairs off the basement.
Isla's eyes grew wide in fear, as her own heart sunk, watching the struggle.
Mikasa groaned, having hit her head on the way down. Some blood trickled down her forehead, but she glared.
"You're the animal...", she growled. "I can see its going to be a process to break you...", the man then grabbed Mikasa, and slammed her hard on the table again.
Mikasa glared, as the man chained her this time to it.
Mikasa struggled again. 'Eren...mom...dad..Rubi..Armin...!', she thought frantically.
She had to get back to them. "I got the perfect torture method to break you...this outta shut you up...", the man came over with a hammer.
Mikasa's eyes grew wide, fearful now. She struggled again, having no idea what he was going to do with it.
"This should keep you from moving...", the man raised the hammer above her. Mikasa shut her eyes tight, terrified now.
The man slammed the hammer down with amazing force, right on Mikasa's chest. Right on her ribcage. Mikasa gritted her teeth, the pain shot through her ribs like electric bullets.
It felt like every single rib had broken in half. It felt like her chest was on fire. If someone where to X ray her ribs, they would all be blood red from the dire pain.
It was unlike anything she felt before.
She wasn't able to hold back a scream of agony, tears appearing in her eyes.
Far from there, Akane suddenly looked up, alert. She didn't hear her daughter, but she got a sinking feeling.
"Akane? Honey, what is it?", asked Herrick worriedly. The two were handing out Mikasa's photo all over the town.
"I..I just got...a really bad feeling...", Akane replied, fearfully. Wind breezed through her black hair, as her heart sunk.
"Something's happened to Mikasa..I know it. I don't know what but...something bad. I can't explain it...but she's in pain. I know she is...", cried Akane.
"We'll find her Akane...", Herrick assured her. Akane looked down, tears welling up in her eyes.
"How..?! We have no idea where she is...I...I can't take this anymore! I want her back...I want our baby back!", sobbed Akane.
Herrick hugged her close, stroking her black hair.
In the same town, in an Electronic shop, the TVs for sale all had the same news channel on, discussing Mikasa being missing.
"We're entering day four of the second missing teenage girl of this town. The police have stated they are doing everything in their power to find her", the news reporter said.
In high school, Eren sat on the roof with Armin and Rubi. But didn't touch his food. Rubi and Armin wasn't really either.
"Four days now...", Armin said.
"I can't stand this. Our parents forcing us to go to school, when we could be helping look for her...", Eren growled.
"It can't really be helped. As kids, we did all we could. We're only 16 Eren...well, I'm 17, but still...", Rubi said grimly.
"Kids...", Eren growled, clenching his fists.
"Oi! Eren!", a voice came then. Eren looked up, seeing Jean approach him. "Uh oh..", Armin said nervously.
"What?", Eren snapped, glaring. "What the hell is going on?! Your girlfriend is missing, and you're just hanging out at school!", Jean growled, angrily.
Eren clenched his fists, not saying anything at first.
Jean glared, his blood boiling. "What the fuck, Eren?! She's YOUR girlfriend! She chose your useless ass over me! And you couldn't even do as much as protect her?!", Jean yelled.
Other students looked over, starring. Connie, Sasha, Marco, Annie and the rest included. Ymir and Krista watched too.
Eren gritted his teeth, he then suddenly stood up, and without warning, punched Jean hard in the face.
"Eren!", yelled Armin, while Rubi's eyes grew wide. Several students gasped or yelled, as Jean hit the ground.
"Why am I hanging out at school? Why are YOU hanging out at school, Jean? If you care so damn much about her?", Eren asked, glaring.
Jean flinched, but got up, glaring. "You little asshole...THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! MIKASA WOULD STILL BE HERE IF YOU WOULD HAVE JUST PROTECTED HER!", Jean yelled, tears appearing in his eyes.
"YOU BASTARD! YOU THINK I DON'T BLAME MYSELF?!", Eren suddenly tackled Jean, and the two started punching each other nonstop.
"Eren! Stop!", Armin yelled, while students watched.
Eren punched Jean hard in the mouth, blood coming out, as Jean kicked Eren in the stomach.
"Both of you stop!", yelled Rubi, as she and Armin tried to separate them. Connie stepped in too.
"Guys, enough!", he yelled. Eren and Jean both glared at each other. Eren's blood was at its boiling point.
Eren glared, he then stormed off. "Eren!", Armin and Rubi chased after him.
Eren stormed off school grounds, clenching his fists. "Eren! Wait!", cried Rubi, as she and Armin chased him.
"I'm not coming back to school...", Eren growled. "What?!", Armin gawked at him.
"I'm not going to waste time in school...time I could be using to find her. I don't care if I get expelled...", Eren then ran off.
Jean was right. What the hell WAS I doing at school?! I couldn't follow the rules anymore. I didn't care how angry my parents got, or if I got expelled.
I wouldn't rest, I wouldn't sleep, I wouldn't do anything until I found Mikasa.
I didn't care how long it would take. I'd never stop looking for her.
"Eren!", Armin yelled.
Rubi looked down. "He's right...we are wasting time in school...", she said softly.
Far from there, in an unknown location, Mikasa stirred weakly. She could feel she was chained to the wall again.
She winced, and tried to exhale, but she instantly cried out in pain and wheezed.
Every breath she tried to take hurt her, bad. Her ribs pulsed with nonstop pain, as she breathed unevenly.
She had fallen unconscious from the intense pain. She glanced around weakly, seeing no sign of him. She looked to see Isla was awake, watching her.
"Are they broken...?", she asked weakly. Mikasa gave a painful nod. She winced, and groaned. She tried to clutch her chest in pain, but forgot her hands were chained.
"I...was hoping, you'd escape. You were so close...I never saw someone put up such a fight...", Isla said weakly.
"I...can't stay here. My mom is sickly...she needs me. And Eren..my boyfriend he..I know he's going insane, looking for me...", Mikasa breathed unevenly and heavily while talking.
Mikasa then glanced down. Her scarf was gone. She sniffed weakly, unable to fight back tears.
"I miss my family and friends too...so much. I've been here for...two weeks. I...", Isla suddenly coughed.
Mikasa looked over worriedly, seeing blood coming out of Isla's mouth. Her heart sunk. Isla was not only severely emaciated and injured, but she was very sick.
"Isla...try to hang in there!", cried Mikasa fearfully. "I can't anymore...I..", Isla coughed again, she grew even weaker, hanging limply from her chains.
"I...haven't eaten...or drank..I...I just wanted to get back to my family but...my body won't let that happen...", Isla's voice grew weaker and quieter.
"Isla...you can't give up! We're...we're both...going to get out of here!", cried Mikasa, painfully. Her ribs still pulsed with intense pain.
"I'm happy...I'm happy I could meet someone else who cared about me...I had lost all hope in humanity...", Isla cried weakly, as she smiled weakly at Mikasa.
Mikasa's eyes filled with tears, as her heart sunk. This girl was dying, right in front of her.
"Isla...", she cried fearfully. "Mikasa...promise me something...try and make it out alive. For me...", Isla said weakly.
"Try...and do what I couldn't. You're stronger than me. Please...no matter how long rescue takes, live...don't die...", pleaded Isla.
Tears flooded Mikasa's eyes, as she starred, horrified at Isla. "I...I promise...", she said weakly.
Isla smiled weakly. "Thank you...", she said very weakly. She suddenly went very limp. Her hair hung over her face, and she drew her last breath.
Tears streamed down Mikasa's face, as her heart sunk. She choked back a sob, as she hung her own head down, her bangs hiding her face.
She realized...if Eren and her parents didn't find her soon, she would be next. She'd end up just like Isla.
She couldn't let that happen. She wasn't ready to die yet. She looked at Isla tearfully, and then got an idea.
She managed to just be able to reach to touch Isla's pocket, on her uniforn. She then grabbed a few strands of her hair, and ripped.
She gritted her teeth, hissing in pain, but got some strands out. She then managed to tuck the strands in Isla's pocket.
She exhaled weakly. If Isla's body was found...maybe somehow her hair would help them find her quicker.
But in the meantime, she had to think of other ways to escape.
She glanced at her chained wrists, and pulled. It was no good. She would have to spend lots of time pulling them.
As she tried pulling, pain shot through her ribs. Mikasa cried out in pain, breathing unevenly.
It hurt her just to breathe right.
"E-Eren...where are you?", she cried weakly.
"Mikasa...where are you?", Eren asked himself, far from there, back in the neighborhood. The wind breezed passed, as Eren looked down.
He glanced at the small park, that sat right near Mikasa's house.
There was a swingset, slide, and a seesaw.
Eren blinked then, seeing something rustling under the pile of leaves, left off from last Fall. The wind blew some leaves off, and something...red was under them.
Eren's breath caught in his throat, as he ran over. He shoved the leaves off, and as soon as he saw it, his heart sunk.
His eyes filled with absolute horror.
It was Mikasa's scarf. Eren's hands shook, as he carefully lifted it up close to him. "Mikasa...", he hugged the scarf close.
She would never leave her scarf. Never.
Eren suddenly couldn't take it, as he broke down, sobbing. Tears fell down his face, as he held the scarf close.
"Mikasa...! I'm so sorry! I'm so...sorry! I should have...protected you!", Eren sobbed, as he held the scarf close.
The wind breezed, as Eren stayed there, hugging the scarf.
In that moment, I realized just how much danger she was in. Mikasa would never leave her scarf. Someone...really fought her.
Someone did something to her. I knew it in my gut. I got such a horrible feeling...I can't explain it, but I knew whereever she was, she was in pain.
She was suffering. She was scared. I didn't know how much longer I could take this. I had to find her. Somehow.
I wouldn't give up, until I could hold her in my arms again, and tell her she was safe now.