Chapter 3 Ambush, Guilds and the Military Part 2
A/N I hope I don't bore you~~~ Y DID I EVEN INCLUDE THIS? Y?! Disclaimer: I do not own SnK, its characters, my friends, my brothers, or my big sister. Just found out the really dark brown eyes are considered black, so Anonym's eye color is now officially onyx/obsidian! Spoliers. Sorry for the long chappie!

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Makes me wonder... How did we manage to fit in this carriage? Oh yeah, Alois and Hupprecht sat on the floor, Anne-Marie, Isabel and I sat on one side, a soldier, Levi and Farlarn on the other. Erwin was sitting outside, beside the driver of the carriage. The soldiers were left all alone excluding one. Wow, what a great leader. Our 3DMG was left with the other soldiers. It's a good thing I pulled Anne-Marie with me to the opposite seat to Levi's, since she'll probably drool all over him and get her face kicked in for "dirtying him". Isabel sat to my left and Anne-Marie to the right, leaving me squished in the middle as they peered outside, awed by the beauty of the rich. Turns out it was still only morning. No wonder I felt a bit worn out.

I was uncomfortable in the middle, since I had nothing but the bottom of the seats to hold onto. Truth be told, I am afraid of vehicles when they rock slightly or go on speed bumps or something like that. How I managed to control the 3DMG rains a mystery to me. It must be because I was so focused on following the group... I was deep in thought.

We had already changed the storyline so much... We need to be cautious. Anything out of character or out of place may pop-up and we may put the other characters in danger. Sure, it's nice to alter the story a little bit, but we must be rinded every move we make may alter the future for bad or for good. Dammit, I hate the restrictions. I feel so unfree... My thoughts were broken when I noticed a certain dark-haired man staring at me.

As the soldier kept his head down and Farlarn glanced at Isabel from time to time, I stared at Levi and he stared at me. It was like a staring contest- onyx eyes against grey. A song played at the back of my head. I look at him, and he looks at me. I look at him, he looks at me. And I look at him- The carriage jolted to a stop, causing my to tense and break eye contact. I took shaky breaths as the carriage door opened. 'We're here.'

We stepped outside, seeing a dark alleyway. I breathed in, closing my eyes. I am trying to bring the real Anonym out, searching through his mories to find the secret entrance. Yes, we relied on the "old users" of the body and their mories. Ah, ah hah! I gestured for Erwin, the three captives (yes, they are still captives in my mind), the soldier and my friends to follow me as I led th into the dark. It was hard to see, but I stomped my feet, telling th to walk on in a straight line.

Something cold and slithery brushed my neck, face, and feet, but I ignored the feeling as we walked on. I would hear occasional squeaks and squeals from behind me, but I kept on moving forward. To be honest, I was a bit nervous, since I still had a slight fear of unknown places. I hate being out of control... I guess you could call me a control-freak... Dammit, why did I have to be the leader?! I stopped, my hand brushing up against a rough, slimy surface by itself. A lantern lit up, causing me to blink.

The dim light illuminated a small amount of perimeter. There was a wet, cavern wall in front of me, and there was a narrow strip of ground for people to walk single file. A dug out pit surrounded the strip, filled with slithering snakes. Maybe some snakes were set free...? I didn't know why, but I grinned at the thought. 'W-What is this place?' I heard the unnamed soldier squeak.

I smirked, but did not turn to show it. Instead I responded in a monotone voice, 'The guild's security. This is set just in case of an ambush like the MP's.'
'Ah, so you do talk,' I heard Erwin muse. I rolled my eyes and made my way down. My hand was against a panel with a fire emblem on it. Next to it was yet another panel, this time with a rectangular emblem carved onto it. I pressed it. Suddenly, the ground shook slightly, and the wall slid up, revealing a staircase downwards with steep steps and a rusted railing.

Oooh, creepy. I took the lantern from its iron hold before gripping the railing. Good thing I wore gloves, or else my hand will get some grime on it... As I made my way down the slippery steps, I heard a disapproving grunt from Levi. I felt the railing vibrate. Heh, him and his disorder! When we reached the bottom, an iron door greeted us. It was locked, with a sliding panel for people to look through. As if on cue, the panel slid and two piercing gold eyes stared at us.
'Password?' An sharp voice asked.

I took a deep breath. '"Geheimhaltung ist das Elent aller Güte , auch Tugend, noch Schönheit mysteriösen" - Thomas Karlyle.' I did the military salute. 'Z-Class Assassin Leader, Rank #1 on Young Assassins Board, Anonym, accompanied by the Shadow Group consisting of Heart-Carver, Zodiac Killer and Angle Sniper, with guests Wolverine Levi, Turbo Isabel, Falcon Farlarn, unnamed soldier (Him: Hey!) and Erwin Smith, squad leader in the Survey Corps.'

'Business?' The male asked.
'Contributing to mankind as temporary soldiers in the Survey Corps.'
'Enter.'

The door creaked open, revealing a large room, surprisingly clean, with crates stacked neatly in a corner and torches on walls. This world has a lot of crates! There were a few large wooden tables, a small kitchen with few metal pots and pans, a pile of sacks and a few barrels rade as seats. I sat down, gesturing for the others to do so as well. They took their seats as the male from earlier gave us wooden mugs from the kitchen, before pulling out a few wine bottles, a jar of milk and a small barrel of beer.

The man was around his early 20s, give or take. His mouth was covered with an orange handkerchief, probably stolen, and a brown cap was pulled low, only showing tufts of blond hair and his striking golden eyes. He was slightly muscled and wore a blue and white checkered long-sleeved shirt, brown slacks and brown boots. 'Red wine.' I answered automatically, holding my mug up. Well, at least it's good for your heart... My friends decided to have white wine (their bewildered expressions when they said that almost made me laugh so hard my drink will come out of my nose), Isabel and Farlarn decided to have some milk while Levi and Erwin decided to have beer. Unnamed soldier refused the drinks. He must think they'e spiked...

Immediately I sniffed the drink and let out a sigh. Nope, smells normal... But what if it's not detected by the human nose? What if I had to taste it? Urgh, gosh darn it! Out of the corner of my eye, the male watched me intensely. I took a sip. It was... fairly normal. I chugged the drink down before setting the mug on the table. Silence took over the whole table as the golden-eyed man stared for... 18, 19, 20 seconds. 'What?' I snapped, and the man let out a defeated-sounding sigh.
'I concucted a drug that will kick in in 20 seconds,' He breathed heavily. 'As always, it doesn't have an effect on you.'
After that statent everyone spat their drinks out. They glared at the man, who raised his hands up. 'What? It's just his/ drink! Geez, people from Rose and Maria are so cautious these days...'

'This is Zendin, the grandson of the founder of the guild. He took over after the... "incident".' Anne-Marie explained. The man's expression hardened.
'Anyway, our schedule is tight-'

'That's what she said,' Alois whispered. Hupprecht glared at him.
'-and you need to contact the raining guild mbers to meet us at the training grounds of the trainees. They'll know where it is.'
'What do you mean contact?' Farlarn asked curiously. 'Don't assassins live in the guild?'

'No, actually, most of the raining are disinherited from rich families,' Zendin answered. 'But that still caused fear among the MPs. After all, even after being disowned, killing one that once owned a famous family's name will cause a down on the family's status, the family will sue th, yada yada... All that court drama.'

...

'That's interesting.' Isabel muttered before grinning widely. 'Anyway, like what Anonym said, we must get going! See ya!'
I swear I'm going to lose control and glomp her.

...

Nope, still got control.

We made our way up as quickly as possible and boarded the carriage, this time with me and Farlarn switching seats. Earlier I saw Farlarn and Levi whispering and glancing at me (like those schoolgirls glancing at a super popular guy), so I know they're planning something. I stared blankly at the grey eyed soon-to-be corporal before saying, 'What are you planning?'

'You and your friends are still quite a mystery to us,' He started. 'We only heard rumors being thrown about about your guild, but I had once thought of it as a myth. But information about the three of us is pretty much out there, except for our pasts.'

Silence filled the carriage as they awaited my response. I slouched, scratched my head, before smirking and saying, 'Well, at least you have something to occupy you from boredom, don't you?'
Monotone went out the window. Nonchalant still stayed. I sighed internally. What new story had we created here?

Episode 1, End

Part 3
"P.O.V"

'It passed. To think that Lobov would change his mind... I wasn't expecting that. Keith,' The elderly man paused, adjusting his glasses on the bridge of his nose. 'Do you happen to have any idea about the reason behind this?'

'No, not at all.' The Commander replied, a shadow over his features. The man had a head of short brown hair and a light skin complexion. He hung his head, sweat rolling of his face. The elderly man glanced in Erwin's direction, before moving his head slightly, causing the light to bounce off his glasses.

'I see.' Was all he said. Erwin and Keith Shadis, current commander of the Survey Corps, stood in Supreme Commander Darius Zackley's office, discussing the current events. The tension was thick in the room as the stare of the Supreme Commander was intensifying. Finally Darius put his hand on some papers and reports. 'In any case, the opinion calling for the end of the expeditions are still strong. We've managed to get their approvals this time, but I can't guarantee anything for the next one. In order to make even the smallest change of the current situation, you'd have to produce great results in the expedition.'

'YES SIR!' Erwin and Keith cried in unison. 'We will do our best!'
'Supreme Commander,' Erwin spoke up. 'How did the request I made the other day go?'
'Hm? Ah,' Darius looked up from his papers. 'The one about your plans with the Underground District? I've told the Military Police about it.'
'Thank you.'

'However...' The elder paused, taking off his reading glasses, eyes flickering up to Erwin. 'No matter how good they are with the 3D Maneuver Gear, are criminals from the Underground District and children from an assassin's guild going to be useful during the expedition?'

'Supreme Commander, I happened to see th in action a few days ago. I believe their skill is the sort not to be taken lightly.' He paused, recounting what happened on that day. 'The man who appears to be the leader of the trio seems to be on the same level as Survey Corps veterans. The Oriental leader of the children may not be up to the level, but he is skilled with hand-to-hand combat and weilding swords, as do his friends.'
'Oh, that's impressive.' Darius slipped his glasses back on. 'Oriental, huh?'

'If there's anything with even the slightest chance of working, we plan to invest all of th in this coming expedition. First, however... we'll plan out a way to get there before long.'

3 Princess/Anne-Marie's P.O.V 3
I sighed dreamily. Levi is so hot~~~! And Farlarn isn't that bad either... I heard a grunt of digust coming from in front of me. I raised my eyes to see a blank-faced Anonym, his eyes clearly showing disgust. I rolled my eyes at him, smirking at the dirty fingerless gloves he threw onto the carriage floor, and the way his hands were gripping the window ledge. Heh, he always denies he's slightly OCD and paranoid... Crap, I'm calling my best friend that's a girl a he now?! ...Ah, well, she's a tomboyish character mixed with a girly girl so I don't have to worry much...

But I really must not forget the fact that he is actually a she. Ah, so confusing! I scrunched up my nose. Suddenly there was a bump. An uneasy look flickered across Anonym's face for a moment before the monotone expression came back again. I sighed. Why does she try to be a mysterious type, anyway? I mean, yeah, she was pretty mysterious in Reality, but she was freaking optimistic, hyper and crazy. So crazy she threatened someone two years older than her, saying that she will, "crawl into his bedroom window at night, grab a butcher knife, chop him to pieces and...", yeah, pretty much disturbing, but she calmed down and that was a year ago in 2013. No big deal.

...
Yeah, I shivered on the spot.

The carriage door opened and all of us exited. Erwin wasn't with us at the moment, leaving in a separate carriage, probably going to that meeting with Baldie Shadis and Darius Zackely. The unnamed soldier told us to stay outside and wait for him, as he will inform others of our arrival. I looked around. Grey bricked towers and structures that makes it look like a freaking castle? Check. The Survey Corps insignia on flags? Check. That clock that Tongue-Biter and the other blond was cleaning in another episode since they abandoned this for a while? Check.

Welcome to the Survey Corps HQ, only cleaner and newer. I noticed that Farlarn and Levi were conversing, and Hupprecht was just /within earshot. The nerdy-jock's eyes widened a fraction. 'Th-They're plotting to kill Erwin,' He whispered after trudging back to out group, separate from their's. I nodded.
'We know that.' Alois stared at me. I rolled my eyes (stupid in a way but I love him). 'Hello! Otakus.'
'You seven, come here.' Unnamed soldier was back. Levi started walking in that direction, ignoring a call from Farlarn. Ah, I could see his back muscles from his shirt... So strong anf big and-

Cut! Stop, Anne-Marie!
3 What? Why? 3
% Too much detail, you hormone-filled woman. %
*+ Let Nerdy-Jock tell it from his side now. +*
% Finally! I want to talk! %
Here we go, bro...

% Blake/Hupprecht's P.O.V %
M y body froze when I heard those words. They cut the air like a knife. 'I'm not joining the Corps. I'm only here to get close to that blondie,' The raven-haired man, Levi, spoke. 'That bastard. Once I get the chance, I'll kill him right away!'

I trudged away, shocked. I was starting to like that man. He was tall, composed, and looked like an authorative figure... When I told the others of this, Alois had a similar reaction to mine, but Anne-Marie and Anonym had blank expressions on their faces. 'We know. Hello? Otakus.' I was itching to learn about the squad-leader's fate as they had not gone into full detail about this chapter, but as Anne-Marie explained, it was better for us non-otakus to know less, as we may lose control and try to do something drastic. Anyway, they need someone to hold th down if they/ lost control.

The unnamed soldier called to us, the cold criminal Levi leaving first with his friends following him. We tailed along, Anonym leading the way. To be honest, I wasn't really up for the idea of giving the leader's position to Anonym. A leader must be responsible, analytic and have the skills and wits to talk through things... But Anonym lacks the ability of responsibility and lacks in the planning and talking through things section. She, or he, in this period of time, isn't the best person for it.
I believe that I am, not meaning to brag. I lead my teams to victory in sports, but sometimes, the worst people are given the hardest jobs for a reason. I just hope that reason was pretty darn good or I'll feed myself to the titans! ...What do titans look like, anyway? Alois watched the first episode of it and described th as giants with funny yet scary faces, and Anne-Marie refuses to leak any info. It is pointless talking to Anonym. So, the questions rain- what the hell were they?! What did they look like?! Are they mindless monsters?! Are they-

I was interrupted by a uniform being shoved in my face. The clothing fell, revealing my shocked expression. 'Stop spacing out and start paying attention.' Anonym gave me a stern expression, but his eyes twinkled. He. Was. Freaking. Enjoying this! I scowled before looking around. We were led into a room that was mostly bare, except for a screen , body-length mirror and a couch. Anne-Marie, being "one of the two only girls", went behind the screen with Isabel. Anonym disappeared behind the couch. What, he wasn't gonna show he is really a she?

Ah, well, it would be a pretty awkward situation since this is the time we're changing. I unfolded the uniform. It consisted of a short, light-brown jacket with the Survey Corps insignia of a blue wing and a white wing criss-crossing each other on both shoulders, the center back and the breast pocket- Wings of Freedom, was it?- , a white shirt, a brown sash for around the hips, white pants and knee-high dark brown boots. I stripped and wore the clothes, before l looked in the mirror. Not bad. I wish I wore a red shirt, though.

The others were dressed, with Anonym poking his head up from the couch, the girls walking from behind the screen and the boys standing ready. 'What about our clothes?' Isabel asked.

'Leave them. It's their problem!' Alois sighed, before walking out. Anonym and Levi looked skeptical, leaving their clothes in a neat pile reluctantly. Heh. They must be related! We walked to the end of the hallway, where a man stood.

'My name is Keith Shadis, commander of the Survey Corps!' We gave the salute in respect. He's the Commander?! Gosh, I'm so nervous... We were led outside to a sandy field, where a stage was. We stood on the wooden stage, before a group of perfectly-lined trainees lined themselves in front of us. I spotted a few of the assassins from Crimson Alley, in the crowd. So those who refused to come are cowards? Huh. The trainees' eyes were on us. I gulped. Crap. A sinking feeling in my gut tells me that if I continue here I'm going to throw my life away from something I didn't even intend to be a part of. It's growing stronger by the second.

'Everyone!' Keith instructed. 'Attention!'
Yup, I've decided to ignore that feeling. But it is true...
I'm throwing my life away blindly for something I don't even know much about.