Your mind snapped awake. You remembered a dream, a voice... No, not just a voice. It had been his voice. Your eyes flew open and you leaped up from your position - your body compiled without much hesitation, sleep slipping away like water spilled on a smooth surface.
The first thing that you saw was that there was no Levi next to you, nor where you were sleeping. You felt relief - that would have been embarrassing if he'd have seen you in that state. How in Titan's name would you make him believe the fact that you were the best if you couldn't even stay awake after a night up and running?
The second thing that you saw, a sight that brought doom to your relief, was Levi's stallion standing next to Skira, and they were still quite happily eating the grass (you were quite surprised that there was any grass left). Dazzled, you shook your head left and right, trying to spot the short man, but he was nowhere to be seen. You calmed yourself, shaking off the last traces of sleep. You walked over to the pond and splashed your face with the cool water, and focused.
You didn't have to spot Levi. You focused your ears for any sound of breathing, your nose for any trace of perfume or deodorant, or the unusual sense that told you that you were being watched. You slipped into a defensive pose, squatting with muscles tensed and ready to run. You could sense him here - he was most definitely here. You inched your hands slowly towards your daggers, keeping the movements slow so that you wouldn't make any more noise.
The tree's branches next to you rustled, and almost exactly at the same time one of your daggers was flying. It buried itself into the centre of the movement, and you were disappointed and relieved at the same time to hear the thud of it colliding with wood and not a human. Your keen eyes then picked up on the wire - it would have been invisible, if it weren't for the sun shining in the exact angle that it was. A thin wire was attached to the branch that you had just attacked; that was how he had got it to move.
Your eyes followed the wire to where it led to another branch that was well concealed with leaves - he had to be there. That was how your second dagger went flying towards that branch, but you had aimed it so that it wouldn't hit him in any place that mattered - like his foot, or where his hand would be resting.
But you were once again surprised to hear the very same thud of metal on wood. And that was when he made his move.
You spotted him the second that he started moving. He had been lying on the branch above where you were sleeping, covered in a natural canopy of shadows and leaves. Too late, you spotted the wire that was connecting the second branch to his; he had known that you'd spot the wire and strike at the second - leaving you without a weapon.
He moved beautifully, like the fire dancing as it devours the wood. He flipped himself off the branch, landing on his feet on the ground with little sound. His horse looked up and trotted away from the area between you and him, and after a glance from you, Skira followed. They stood in the shade of the trees, watching the dominance battle between you - and him.
Levi looked at you and smirked; it was very different from a smile. This move clearly sent a message: 'I am better than you.'
So you cock your head and smirk back. Levi grabs his throwing knives from their covers on his thighs and stalks steadily closer. "Good morning, brat. I want to teach you something, and you'd better not forget it."
You steel yourself, willing yourself to lose all strength and force your limbs to remain at your side. You didn't need weapons; not when you yourself were a weapon forged in hatred and ambition.
Levi continued to saunter towards you, wielding his knives with deadly skill. You watched every move with hawk's eyes, remembering even the smallest detail. You kept your eyes open, watching which arm he favoured, which leg he stepped on first.
And so you only watched as he dropped his knives in both hands and punched you, full on in the jaw. You felt the shock, felt the impact. But you kept your eyes open, watching as he threw another punch, and another, and another. Even as you allowed yourself to fall down and watched him throw kicks, to your stomach, to your legs and chest, you kept your eyes open, watching everything through the blood - your blood. You didn't allow yourself to feel the pain - not yet.
"You are a first year, and you'll be the first to die when facing the titans. You may be good at playing detective, brat," and he kicked you again, and you clenched your teeth as you finally felt the pain, "but you'll never beat me again."
When he finally paused for breath, you didn't have to look at yourself to know that you were a mess. As he saw you getting up, he looked ready to strike you again. But you held up a hand, laughing. You laughed through the pain in your legs, spitting the blood from your mouth.
"I wouldn't bet on that," you said, grinning at the bewildered look in his eyes. You had just taken a beating to hell, and yet you had the guts to laugh at him? "I'll always beat you, Levi Ackerman, because I am better than you."
"Maybe you aren't seeing what I am, brat. I see a broken and shitty first year who goes around with her head up her ass and tells everyone that she's the best, and is now bloody and broken without even lifting a finger to stop her attacker." Levi now looked on you with a glimmer of worry on his face, and you watch him assess your condition. You knew nothing was broken - you hadn't let anything be broken.
"You will never beat me, Ackerman." You grinned, getting up and walking back over to the pool. You splashed and washed your face with the water again, cleaning the cut along your forehead.
"I just did, brat, to hell and back."
"That wasn't beating me fairly," you insisted, tossing your hair out of your face. "To beat me, you first have to challenge me to an official match. And then, if I fight back and you manage to somehow get me on the floor and losing, only then will I allow you to say that you beat me. Because that wasn't a match and that most definitely wasn't me fighting back."
"Listen-" Levi hissed, taking a step closer.
"Oh no," you said, slapping him around the face. He froze then, his eyes glaring at you with a ferocity that you had never seen before. "You listen to me. I let you throw your little kicks and punches. I didn't lift a finger, but I was watching every move you made, every single second of that little incident. Now, I know more about what signs you make before you throw a jab with your right arm than even you do. Now, I will always be able to beat you."
Dancing and skipping to each of the branches and retrieving your daggers, you smile at him with ire painted in every inch of your face. And with that, you turned and climbed on top of Skira, and kicked her sides lightly. She had just broken into a trot when you realized that Levi was right beside you on top of his stallion, holding his head proud and his facial features indifferent.
"Can I help you?" You asked, the jaunting angle of your mouth twisting in some kind of cruel humour; his mouth quirked up a little in response, even as his eyes flashed with irritation. Not irritation at you, exactly – irritation and surprise that you had managed, even for the briefest of seconds, to amuse him.
"How could you ever expect to help me?" He said, and you were shocked at the simple and small smile that he had. Apparently, so was he, because it slipped back into a frown sooner than you'd have liked. "Does anything hurt?"
"Not unless I let it," you say, ignoring the pain that slowly but surely ignited your legs.
"Have you heard the saying, 'keep your friends close, but your enemies closer?'"
Now it was your turn to frown. "Of course. But I generally keep no one close."
He nods, as though this made perfect sense to him. From what little you had heard about him, you supposed that he was probably the one person that actually understood. "I thought that you would. But that saying… It's never made sense to me before now."
You didn't question what he meant, because you already knew. You were now his realest enemy, knowing each of his moves and quirks. And he wasn't going to let that go until he knew yours, and then maybe challenge you to a very real and very deadly match.
For the first time in a long while, you wondered who would win.
"Y/N!"
The shriek nearly startled you from your place on Skira's back, snapping your mind back into focus. You grinned at the sight of Strawberry hurtling towards you, with a wild-eyed Isabel on her back yelling your name. Isabel leaped from Strawberry's saddle onto Skira's back, and you faintly heard the horse grumble at the extra weight before Isabel's arms were around you and squeezing you so hard that you were contemplating shoving her off the horse.
"Isabel –" you tried to say, but you were cut off by the girl burying her head in the nook of your shoulder.
"Don't you ever do that to me again," she growled, and you hugged her back before she hit you over your head. You saw stars and had to blink a few times before you grew out of your stunned state and saw Isabel fiercely glaring at you with tears in her eyes. "What happened to your face? Are you okay?"
"Isabel," you sighed in reluctant appreciation. She glared at you, and so you nodded, rubbing your head and smiling at her, "I'm very sorry for running so fast and beating you." Ignoring her other questions, you played the sarcastic remark well and Isabel immediately responded. You could tell immediately by the flash in her eyes that she was perfectly aware of the fact that you'd dodged her questions, but Isabel was the kind of girl to accept that you'd tell her the answers in your own time.
"And so you should be," Isabel nodded, hopping off of Skira and patting her head gingerly. "I thought that us girls had to stick together in the face of a race!"
"Like that's ever been a thing!" You told her, looking around. You were just on the edge of the forest, looking over the hills at the grounds of Survey Corps. If you squinted, you could see the top of the manor house peeking at you from the other side of the hills of fields and crops. You were disrupted in your thoughts, however, by Levi grabbing your waist and tugging you off Skira's back and placing you on the ground.
"W-what was that for?" You asked, unsteady on your legs but still preparing for Levi to punch you, or maybe start something like a fight.
"You were ignoring me when I told you to get down," he growled, walking into the forest with his horse by the reign after Isabel and Farlan. The tawny haired boy winked at you, casually widening his eyes and Levi and wiggling his eyebrows. Levi hissed, and before he could go and hit his friend, you stepped in.
"So you grabbed me?" You followed him with Skira behind you and letting you lead her. "That is ungentlemanly and rude –"
"Shut up, brat."
You continued anyway, enjoying the indignant tone of your voice and the success it was having in annoying Levi. "And a totally unexpected gesture, and let's not get started on how roughly you grabbed my waist –" You nattered on, sensing that you were getting on his nerves and enjoying it immensely.
"Brat, if you would do me the extraordinary fucking favour of shutting your mouth, I would be much obliged."
"Now that," you said, grinning at him, "minus the swearing, was very polite and proper. To reward you, I'll be quiet now."
"Tch. I am not a dog, so don't reward me like I am one."
"Well, it's an easy mistake. Dogs are very shor-"
"Finish that sentence, brat," Levi said, a dangerous tone creeping into his voice as he stepped over the roots of some trees, "and I might just have to kill you."
You had caught up to Farlan and Isabel at this point, and they were both listening to your conversation with sparkling eyes and grins on their faces. Isabel and Farlan both linked arms with you, one on each side, and they both smiled at you before joining in.
"Y/N," Isabel said, elaborately wagging her finger at you. "You need to be more specific. You called him a dog and never yet specified as to which breed Aniki is."
"Honestly Y/N, I can't believe you missed that important detail," chirped Farlan, ignoring the glare that Levi gave to him. "Because I think that Levi would make quite a fabulous poodle, don't you?"
"Oh, definitely!' You laughed, also ignoring the death aura that Levi was emitting ahead of you. "But Levi's hair isn't that good compared to a poodle's, wouldn't you agree?"
"That's Mr Ackerman to you, brat." Levi called from ahead, not bothering to turn around.
"Whatever, poodle."
Isabel had long since been giggling, leaning on your arm quite heavily as she found the comments increasingly humourous. "Aniki," she gasped, breathing heavily, "where are we going?"
At that, Levi finally turned around with his impassive face glaring at you. "I thought we were following the new horse trail," he glowered, but Isabel seemed immune to this as she began to frown.
"But we left that trail ages ago, when we were looking for Y/N. Farlan and I just wandered here, and then you started leading so I thought that you knew where we were."
"Y/N," Farlan whispered, losing his hold on your arm, "get on your horse and run. I think we'll have to forsake Isabel's life."
You nodded, and just before Levi pounced onto Isabel, you sprinted towards Skira and jumped onto her back. She reared in surprise, but took off after Farlan and his horse immediately once she understood that you were on her. Isabel shrieked after you disappeared into the trees.
"Y/N! Don't leave me with an angry Aniki!"
"Tch, shut up brat. Just get on your damn horse and follow them."
"Strawberry is not a 'damn horse'!"
"Like I care."
You rode Skira towards Farlan, and you cantered together in silence for a while before you came across the wall looming ahead of you. It was the wall that circled Survey Crops and protected it from the outside world, and it cast quite a huge shadow upon you know as you approached it with Farlan.
"Do you ever want to go out?" Farlan asked you as you dismounted and left the horses in a small clearing. His sharp eyes did not miss the way that your fingers paused their movements at Skira's reigns, and hurried on with his sentence. "Out of this walled enclosure, I mean."
"Yes," you stated, as though there wasn't really another option. "I need to be an assassin and help take the world back from the titans."
"You don't need to do it, though," Farlan pondered, placing his hand on the wall and closing his eyes. "Somebody else will."
"No, they won't. I am the best of the first years, and after a bit more training I will soon be the best, period. If I can't do it and become a true assassin, then there's no one who can."
Farlan took your hands in his, which surprised you. You stood quite still, motionless, as he gripped your hands and nodded. "Good luck, Y/N. I hope that it goes well for you." You both understood the world and its horrors, and how his words helped nothing but his conscience. But nonetheless, you stood together in perfect silence, listening to the way that the wind bellowed at the top of the wall.
"Oi, Farlan," Levi's voice said from behind you, "get your hands off her."
Farlan dropped your hands and grinned at Levi. You still stood still, now looking at the wall. "I was just checking –"
"I don't give a damn," Levi interrupted, joining you in staring at the wall. "Her hands are dirty; you don't want that filth on your hands."
"Actually," Isabel interrupted, popping up next to you randomly, "Aniki's hands are dirtier than Y/N's. Look Aniki, you have blood in your nails!"
"Blood?" Farlan grabbed Levi's hands and inspected them thoroughly, his eyes holding nothing but worry for his friend. "Levi - did you hurt yourself?"
"Tch, Farlan, of course I didn't. Do you really think that I'd hurt myself?"
"But then –" Isabel nudged Farlan and he fell silent, and out of the corner of your eyes you could see her nod in your direction. There was a beat of silence as Farlan took a second to connect the dots, to unravel the meaning behind your blood on Levi's fingers and the cuts on your face. "Levi, you didn't –"
"I didn't what?"
You glared at Farlan and he didn't meet your gaze. Isabel's face turned slowly red with anger as she glared at Levi, who was staring quite impassively at the wall next to your face. "Y/N,' she managed to say cheerily, gripping your arm in a way that promised violence if you didn't allow yourself to be tugged along, "come with me for a second."
With Isabel tugging on your arm, you followed her without any resistance a short distance away, which was behind several trees so that Levi couldn't see or hear you if you kept very quiet. "Levi, stay here," Farlan ordered, before following you and Isabel a few meters away.
"Don't tell me what to do. I'm hardly an animal."
"Shut it," Farlan snarled, and that was the first time you had ever heard Farlan angry. You heard Levi suck in a gasp, before Farlan stepped in front of you and breathed "did he hurt you?"
You shook your head. Isabel gripped your arm harder. "Y/N, what made your face like that?"
"I fell," you said, a natural lie slipping from your tongue. Farlan looked worried, but Isabel merely loosed a laugh and slapped you lightly - very lightly - on your cheek.
"You are Y/N L/N. You never fall."
"Maybe this one time I did." You said, a defensive tone creeping up on you despite the fact that you felt flattered.
"Why are you lying, Y/N? Is it because he beat you and you don't want everyone to know of your defeat?" Farlan gently suggested, his smooth and casual use of your name going noticed but unmentioned by you.
You sighed, and the two leaned forward. "I was just getting information on his fighting style, that's all. If we were fighting, he wouldn't be walking."
Isabel nodded, but Farlan still looked confused. "But if you were just getting information, why is your face bruised?"
"Farlan,' breathed Isabel, still looking at you, "Y/N always allows everyone who wants to fight her one chance. She doesn't fight back, but after the person has had their go, Y/N then knows everything about their fighting style, their movements and their next moves. I've never seen anyone like her. She can predict their next moves and prepare herself for them; she can target weak spots that even they never knew that they possessed."
"So you have to be beaten up before you beat them? That can't be good for you, Y/N!" Farlan said, worry framing his face. For a split second, a flash of anger rose with dizzying speed – who was he to worry for you? But then you saw Isabel's look of reproach, like she knew exactly what you were feeling and was telling you that you were stupid.
"I don't allow it to hurt. If I see the attack as a serious threat, then I'll stop it." You swallow the irritation that you felt with such intensity just a few seconds before, replying with ease.
"That isn't the point –"
"Wait," Isabel interrupted Farlan, her green eyes widening. "Does that mean that you tested Aniki?" You smirked at her, letting her gasp in excitement. "Oh, that's awesome Y/N! Can you beat him?"
"I think so," you whispered, very aware that the male was but a few meters away from where you were discussing him, "but he might be hiding something, like a skill or a strength."
"Sounds like something Levi would do. He never opens up, not to anyone." Farlan looked almost wistful, contemplative until Isabel looped her arm through his with an easy smile and even easier laugh. It was a laugh that couldn't fail to charm anyone, and although you instinctively tried to repress the smile that tried to answer her giggle, you failed.
"He won't talk to anyone who isn't dear. He tells you everything, Farlan - you're his closest friend. Don't put yourself down." Isabel tells him, winking at his amused face.
"Isabel's right," you agree, "I thought he was an emotionless boy at first, and I'm normally spot on with first impressions. But when he's with you, he allows himself to feel, even if it's only a little bit."
Farlan smiles at you and pats Isabel's head, and strolls back to where Levi is. But you still saw the wide smile that was still on his face. You wondered if you ever looked like that when you had to go and meet with Isabel. Shaking that thought off, you stretch and walk back to where Levi stood, annoyed and glowering at you. "Have you brats finished with your secret meeting now?"
"It was hardly secret if you knew about it," Isabel told him as she approached the wall at a run.
"Wait, Isabel," you said, but she flung herself up a tree and climbed up it at such a speed that you knew you wouldn't be able to match. "What are you doing?"
"Come on, Y/N. You are not going to want to miss this." Farlan said, joining Isabel in climbing up the tallest tree. "See if you can keep up!"
"Come on, brat," Levi said, grabbing your hand and dragging you to the tree. You tried to ignore the touch - you did - but his hand was so gentle and warm. You didn't like it... Touch from anyone except Isabel was foreign. To play off your discomfort, you played along.
"Is this what you mean by 'keeping your enemy close'? Because I do not appreciate being dragged everywhere," you told him as you easily lifted yourself into the branches.
"I meant what I said, brat." Levi said, with his voice disarmingly gentle from below you on the ground. "You should get used to it."
"Alright, poodle."
"Tch."
You scramble up the branches, which was quite challenging as they were few and far between. You did not understand how Isabel could be that fast at flying up the branches - must have been all that practice. What especially puzzled you, however, was the fact that Isabel couldn't run a hundred meters without tripping over her own feet: how on earth was she coordinated enough to scale a tree of this size?
Wondering how far the tree climbed into the sky, you satisfied yourself with merely being faster than Levi - which was also quite tiring for you. The man seemed to move like water, dancing and twisting with gravity. Second thoughts, that was wrong to you. He wasn't water at all; he was pure fire. He was brilliant and bright, but snarled at anyone close enough and burned those who dared to get closer. There was a certain beauty that you hadn't noticed behind his steel grey eyes, but now that you knew that they could hold emotion, you felt better about him... And there was also the fact that you knew that you could beat him.
But could you? How could you truly know that without facing him? He could have been holding back, you thought, shaking your head as you neared the top of the tree. He could have been smarter than you. "Come on, Y/N!" Farlan yelled from the top.
"Farlan!" Isabel whined from where she was beside Farlan. "You've only known her for a day – how come you're already so comfortable with her, huh?"
"Why does that even matter?"
"Do you know how long it took to get Y/N to be okay to be called that instead of miss L/N by me? All year! And she's still not happy about it now, are you?"
You shook your head again as you finally reached the branch that Farlan and Isabel were perched on, waiting for you. You were quite near to the top of the wall now; there were only twenty meters different rather than the fifty that it was from the ground. "I'll never be okay with you calling me anything," you said, shooting her a wicked wink.
"Why are you so mean to me, your darling best friend?' Isabel wailed, kicking her legs in a mock tantrum.
"Just think about what I just said, Isabel."
"Aww, Isabel, it's okay – if you want, I can call you miss Magnolia!" Farlan grinned, ruffling her hair.
"It's not the same thing," whined Isabel, clutching at her heart. Nearly startling you in the process, she stood up and grabbed your hand. "Alright. We're going to scale the wall right here."
"Scale it?" You asked, looking up the wall again. Suddenly, the twenty meters seemed... Rather huge compared to your height of Y/H meters. Only then did you notice the ivy climbing up it, creating a mock ladder for you to use. "Alright, Isabel. Are we waiting for Levi?"
Somewhere just below your feet, an annoyed grunt makes its way to your ears. "It is still Mr Ackerman to you. It shows politeness, not just respect."
"Whatever," you tease, turning back to where Farlan stood near the end of the branch. It was only a few feet apart from the wall, but you were still going to have to jump the gap, and if you fell then it would be a long and painful fall down. "Mr Farlan," you say, giving him a slight push and a charming smile, "give me a demonstration."
At your side, Isabel starts her muttering, and you randomly caught phrases such as "calls him mister, no problem...", "there's just no more respect left in the world," and "I'll start calling her bad names if she doesn't watch out."
"As it happens, Isabel, I have great respect for Mr Farlan!" You beam, watching carefully as said boy runs the length of the branch and starts to grip the ivy tightly, and then climbs up the wall with steady and sure moments.
"And why is that, brat?"
"Levi!" You said in mock surprise, already running after Farlan, "how nice of you to join us! I was just saying how much I respect Farlan..."
"I know that, brat. I want to know why."
"Because he's put up with both you and Isabel over all of these years and still seems to be quite sane." And with that, you scampered up the wall as fast as you dared. You heard the annoyed squeals and grunt of the two people that you left behind, but you knew that Isabel was already hard on your heels. Her breathing was so loud, for Titan's sake.
You finally reached the top, where Farlan was already offering a hand down to you. You ignored it, hauling yourself over the edge without assistance. A feeling of doom started creeping in your stomach - if you'd taken his hand, it would have been so easy for the boy to let go and let you fall to your death. It would have been way too easy to complete and way too easy to disguise it as an accident.
"So what are we doing up here, anyway?" You ask as he instead helps Isabel over the edge.
"We do this every Saturday," he stated in a matter-of-fact tone. "We love to just sit here and look at the view. Isn't it beautiful?"
"View?" You echoed, and Isabel again grabbed your hand and leads you over the walkway on the top of the wall to the other edge. You knew that guards were often here, patrolling and keeping the enclosure safe, but there was no sign of anyone. If you turned towards the inside of the enclosure, you could see everything; the fields, the lake and the new horse trail that you were originally supposed to be following. You had to admit... It was lovely. You could see tiny figures that were students up and out on their Saturday, touring the miles of grounds that Survey Corps owned.
"Y/N, you're looking at the wrong view!" Isabel giggled, leading you over to the other side of the wall. She sat down and let her legs dangle over the side of the wall and just stared. After you joined her, you could see why.
The horizon was refreshing to see, the clear line between land and sky. It was a small detail about the world that you missed, but one that none took notice of. It soon became a common happening to look to the horizon and to see the wall instead. At the moment, the sky was dotted with clouds in the way that you knew there would be rain soon, but there were still small gaps of periwinkle blue that winked at you from afar. The area around Survey Corps was - to your surprise - dotted with villages and towns that lead to fields and farms. You had never heard about life directly outside of the wall; you had never bothered to think about that. Seeing your E/C eyes widen, Isabel smirks at you and makes the peace sign with two fingers. "Pretty cool huh?"
"You do this every Saturday?" You ask, thinking back to your normal Saturday routine. You just got up and did your homework, and then worked out to music. But Isabel, Levi and Farlan... They were doing this?
"Yup," sighed Levi as he sat behind you with Farlan. "They drag me out here every Saturday."
"Levi, I think I'm the one who struggles to get up... You're the one dragging me..."
"It's either me or Isabel. Who would you rather see at five in the morning?" Levi smirked at his friend.
"To be totally honest, I don't want to see anyone at that atrocious time in the morning –" Farlan was cut off by Isabel punching him lightly in the shoulder. "I mean, I just adore seeing your faces, it is simply part of a glorious routine at such a refreshing hour..."
"Okay, Farlan," you laughed, "that's going too far!"
You all chatted for an hour before you started to finally eat the apples that you had grabbed at breakfast. Isabel immediately began drooling, begging you for the other, so you sliced one in half with one of your daggers and toss it at her.
"Thank you!" She yelled happily as she nibbled at the fruit. You chucked the other half to Farlan, who was looking at it with puppy like eyes. You sliced the other in half as well and offered it to Levi.
"What did you do to it, brat?" Levi glared at the apple and began inspecting it from all angles, sniffing it tentatively and licking it quickly. You showed him your half and ate a bite, chewing it slowly and showing him that you hadn't poisoned it. "See, Levi? Perfectly safe."
"Like hell it's safe. You could have poisoned specifically this half in order to get rid of me."
You sighed theatrically, reaching over and plucking his apple out of his hands. Meeting his eyes, you took a small bite and gave the rest back to him, very obviously chewing and swallowing. He waited two minutes, watching you with close eyes as you chatted and laughed with Farlan and Isabel, before finally eating the fruit after deeming it safe.
"And the poison will kill you in half an hour. Just a heads up," you told him, watching him stiffen and turn to you in a murderous calm. "I'm joking! I swear!"
Levi glared, but still cooled his wrath down to a mere simmer. Wrapping all of the cores except yours in a small plastic bag and putting it carefully in his bag, he wiped his hands down with a cleanser before joining back in with the conversation. "Wait," you said, a cruel smile working its way onto your face, "you're a clean freak, aren't you?"
Levi started, and then glared his famous glare at you. "And what of it?"
"Nothing!" You smiled, contemplating the apple core that you still had in your hand. Isabel, knowing what you were about to you, whispered hastily to you.
"No Y/N! Don't do it –"
You had already thrown the apple core to the ground far, far below you. You didn't bother to watch where it landed, mostly due to the fact that you were too busy watching Levi's face change from stricken, to angry, to pure murderous.
"Oh Y/N, it was nice knowing you for the short hours that I have. I had a great time!"
"WHYYYY WOULD YOU DO THAT YOU IDIOT?" Isabel yelled, diving in front of you to shield you from Levi. Nothing on the earth, however, could shield you from the look that he was giving you.
"You and I already had enough problems, brat. Now, however, we have a crime to punish you for... What do you think is appropriate?"
He stood up and started stalking towards you slowly, a mad glint entering his eyes. "Chopping those filthy hands off?"
"No, thank you. I need them to throw apple cores to the ground!"
"How about blinding you for all eternity?"
"I need my eyes to see where the bins are! I need to know where not to throw my rubbish!" Oh, you were pushing it. You were also stood up, and backing closer and closer to the wall edge as Levi closed in on you, getting further and further from Isabel and Farlan - who were currently advising you to run very, very fast.
"Come on, Y/N! He only has short legs, you can outrun him!"
"Or maybe you could trip him? I mean, he doesn't have that far to fall down, what with his height and all…"
Levi turned to them, and you could see the poison that dripped from his eyes as he snarled at them. "Shut up."
You stood on the very edge of the wall - if you so much as wobbled, you'd fall... And you'd die.
You were still facing Levi, so you watched as his eyes focused on something behind you.
You watched as his face turned even murderous.
And you still watched as he dove towards you with his arms outstretched, as though he was going to push you off.
