WARNINGS: rape, crude language and death. Lol, enjoy my angels. This one is hectic.

My Insanity

Chapter 3


Eren stared infront of him. He was starting to question himself. He wondered if he was a man or a coward. He felt like it was the latter. His very being was made out of coward fibres that made up the rest of him. He was the epitome of it all.

The reason to him thinking all of this was a very simple one. But to explain it he had to think back to the start of the day when he had just woken up...

The morning sun had shone through his curtains and forced him to wake up and face the world. He had groaned and covered his head under his pillow, hoping to fall back to sleep, only to have his alarm clock go off a mere five minutes later. He had thrown it against a wall, the poor thing breaking upon impact and then falling to the ground to lay beside the other two useless alarm devices which had been broken two days prior.

He had never been a morning person, and now was no different. In fact, it was worse. He had gotten little sleep the night before so his tiredness had only made his mood worse. Unfortunately he had no choice but to get out of bed and get ready for the day ahead. He didn't want to, but it was inevitable. Just the day before he yet again had to write out a report about a victim they had found two days ago.

He had started to think that the killer was starting to mess with him, but after the last body they found he was a little more convinced. At first he was only sceptical because there wasn't enough to go on, the signs were small and none of them could really be seen as the killer calling Eren out. But the last body had come with a bone chilling note, stuck into the corpses forehead with a pin.

"Eren Yeager, would you kill a killer?"

That had been written down on a page for him and him only. He had stared at that question for ten minutes before whole minutes and he still could not come up with an answer. It should have been simple to solve. But he still found it difficult. And so the question had been haunting him even more than the eyes that were watching him.

If he were faced with a murderer would he be able to lift his gun and fire a shot directly at his head? he had to think about the circumstances of the situation. Would it be needed to shoot him to apprehend him, or would he be able to negotiate with him? or would the killer be unarmed, unaware and just there, with Eren pointing his gun at him?

He didn't think he'd be able to kill anyone. Whether they were good or bad , he still valued the lives of others way too much. He didn't have the right to pass judgement onto others. So when he got out of bed this morning he had hoped that he'd go through the day without needing to make big decisions like that.

He had eaten, fed Kohl and then left for work. At some point during his drive to the office he had spontaneously decided to turn down the wrong street- one a few blocks away from the office building- and ended up driving to his favourite coffee shop.

Of course it didn't really matter. He didn't need to be at work. He was allowed to do all, well majority, of his work at home. So he had made the bright idea to go in, sit at a small booth in the corner near a window and ordered a cup of coffee and some biscuits to snack on. A half hour later, when he looked up to find two people walking past the window; one with an anxiously excited look on his face and the other with a forlorn look on his and a shaking hand by his side clutching onto something black, did he regret his decision of going to the coffee shop because the next five minutes after were slow and completely unstoppable.

The two men barged into the shop and immediately lifted their weapons. One had two silver plated pistols and the other had a heavy duty machine gun. While the one with the pistols pointed his guns at the other customers the other grabbed nearby chairs and tables and barricaded them against the opening.

"Close all the curtains! Now!" the guy with the pistols yelled, an otherworldly look on his face. "I won't hesitate to shoot!" he screams and to emphasize his point he took one of his guns and shoved it in a nearby patrons face, which just happened to be a young girl.

Her eyes bulged out of her head as she stared at the barrel of the weapon. Tears instinctively formed in her eyes and she looked up at the man with fear. Erens hands became clammy as he watched the scene unfold before his eyes. The girl, even at her young age, was exceptionally beautiful. Eren could see that, so what happened next was quite predictable.

The man, upon realizing the beauty of the girl, smirked down at her before grabbing her dark brown strands between his fingers and forcing her to stand up. The older man at the booth she had been sitting in stood up immediately as he watched her be dragged by the perpetrator.

"No, please, leave her alone!" he yells as he tries to grab out to her. "You! Stay back!" the pistol baring guy yells as he shifts his gun over to the man that had stood up. "I won't hesitate to shoot" he says as he presses his gun against the girls neck, right where her jaw and neck connected.

"And that would be a shame" he says as the tip of his pistol starts sliding down the girls neck and his hand holding her hair grabbed onto her jaw and forced her to look at him. "Wouldn't want such a pretty thing to go to waste" he says, smirking down at her before forcing her to the ground and pressing his foot against her head, keeping the girl in question down.

"Now this is how we're going to do this. You fuckers are going to close those damn curtains and push every-single chair and table up against them. They you're going to sit on that floor and give me every fucking cell phone or wallet you have on you!" he yells, "And while you do that, I'll be having some fun with this piece of meat"

"No, please! She's my daughter, leave her alone!" the distressed man at the front booth yells. Eren felt his heart beat quicken as he watched the scene unfold. "She's only 15, please!" and as the man started advancing towards the other male holding down his trembling daughter, Eren felt like screaming out because the next thing that happened was just as predictable as everything else that had happened so far.

*Bang!~*

And the shot came twice. Once to the man's head, next to his heart. And the only thing that came after that was silence, and the sound of the now dead man falling to the ground with a heavy thud and a bone cracking resonance. And as Eren watched the blood puddle from underneath the man, his skin became white and his body broke out in a cold sweat.

The scream the girl made as she watched her father's blood pool around her was so distressing, so blood-curdling, that Eren even found himself covering his ears with his hands to shield them from the misery. The girl tried to break loose from the pistol guy, but the man only tightened his grip on her. "Let me go! Let me go! Daddy!" and the hurt, the panic, everything was clear in her voice. It was an agonizingly tragic sight to watch.

"Your father isn't going to answer you so stop struggling" the pistol guy growls out as he hits her with the back of his gun. She only continued her cries. "Shut up!" the man hisses out as he kicks the cowering girl, resulting in her falling further into the pool of her own father's blood. Erens hands balled into fists. "Now all of you do what I say. And while I'm in the back, doing my business, Anselme over here will be taking all of your valuables"

"Adler, please. Leave the girl. Let's just take the money and go before the cops get here. You already killed someone. Our crime is already worse compared to what it should be…" Anselme says. Eren looked over at him. He was a biggish man. His structure was almost like Eren's himself. But he was shaking, even more so than the girl Adler was holding.

Eren could tell that this man, Anselme, would have rather been anywhere but there… but compared to his friend… it was a pretty noticeable difference. Adler had a crazed smile on his face. He was enjoying himself. Everyone in the room could see it. It was as visible as broad daylight.

"Do as I say before another one of you cunts get shot!" Adler shouts as he pulls the young girl by her hair and drags her to the back where the kitchen was. A few seconds later more people came running out, a few chefs with terrified expressions on their faces. Adler followed after them and pointed his gun towards the cowering cashier.

"Empty all the cash into a bag, now!" he orders, looking over at Anselme, "And stop being such a pussy, Anselme. You can have my sloppy seconds when I'm done" Adler continues, casually pointing his gun in Anselmes direction and winking at him suggestively. The other man looked noticeably sickened by the man's words.

"Adler, someone probably heard those shots… let's just take the cash and go…there's no doubt that cops will be crawling this place in a few minutes…" Anselme says, giving the other a pleading look. Adler only shook his head. Anselmes words only fell on deaf ears.

"Watch these people before I soot you, too" he says as he walks to the back. For a short moment it was extremely quiet, but the a terrified scream resounded from the back room. Eren closed his eyes before looking over at Anselme. His face was probably just as pale as the rest of the people in the room.

The man closed his eyes and took in a deep breath before opening them again and looking over at all the people. "N-now… I really didn't want to do any of this but at this point there's no going back. So all of you empty all of your belongings into this bag… and then sit in a line with your hands in front of you. As long as you do what I say then no one needs to get hurt"

And so they all did as he said…


Erens POV


We all did as we were told and put all of our belongings in a bag the man had given us. Once everything we had on our persons was put down we all sat down with our hands in front of us just like the guy, Anselme, told us to do.

Luckily I sat at the far, right where my bag was. It wasn't that important. Nothing in there would help me right now, but all of my files were in there. I can't lose them… although I shouldn't really be worrying about that considering I, and all of these other people here, were currently facing an extremely dire situation.

I had been watching Anselme this whole time. I can tell that this is probably not something he does often, if not at all. he had walked over to the man that had been shot earlier and took a napkin and covered his face with it. It was an oddly touching display of compassion. Kind of disturbing as well.

A killer, or better yet, a bad person, would not do something like cover the face of a dead man with a piece of cloth- let alone the person they themselves had killed. Well, not that Anselme was the one that killed the man. But looking over him I could rell that he wasn't a bad guy at all. he was extremely nervous. But I suppose that's normal when you get dragged into something extremely arduous by a friend. He probably thought that this was just going to be a "Come in and steal then run" type of job, but that is obviously not the case. They had obviously made a few mistakes.

Their first mistake was choosing this shop. Reason being that this shop doesn't make that much money. They could have just as well gone and robbed a corner shop instead and gotten more or less the same amount of cash. The fact that they chose this shop actually brings about curiosity in me. Obviously they should have known that this is just a simple coffee shop that doesn't make as much as a regular restaurant.

Then why did they choose this place? It doesn't make sense. They could have robbed the small gold trading shop next door but they came here instead. Was it just a random picking? An act of completely unplanned decision to just come in and rob the first shop they see? Or was it something deliberately thought out?

If it was a deliberate choice to raid this place then the question still remains. Why? Were they given false information about this place, and if so, who gave them the information and why? Or maybe they just chose this place because they were desperate and needed whatever amount of money they could get. Still, this was a big mistake on their part.

The second mistake they made was grabbing that girl. Or better yet, the mistake Anselme made was allowing Adler to grab hold of that girl. Because it was that mistake that led to all the other ones occurring. Adler noticing the girl's beauty was their third mistake. And I know that it's irrational for me to say this, but Adler is a predator. If he notices the beauty of someone it can only lead to misfortune. And it did, because the fourth mistake Adler made was shooting that girl's father who was so desperately trying to save his daughter.

And by doing so he not only deprived the girl from a loving dad, but he probably broke that poor girls lucidity by killing her father right in front of her. And he only further made things worse by committing his fifth and final mistake. He took that poor girl, after already tormenting her with the death of her dad, and raped her. Well, is raping her. He's raping her and taking away her purity, just like he took away her father. It wouldn't surprise me if she never recovered from this. I know I wouldn't.

Thinking about that girl being raped made me sick… I'd be sick about anybody being raped, but the fact that I'm here when it's being done makes me feel useless. I should have been able to help them, but thinking logically I know I would have just ended up like the man across the room currently bathing in his own cold blood.

There were two men, one with a machine gun and the other holding dual pistols. And then there was me, unarmed and trying to be a hero. There is no way I would get out of that situation because I'd be dead. And that wouldn't help me at all. There was far too much I needed to do so dying here would just be shameful.

I think I'm finally making a break in the case, and that is why I can't afford to die here, especially under these circumstances.

For a while I could hear the sound of creaks and crying coming from the back room. It was disturbing. I think everyone knew exactly what the cause of those sounds was. But listening now I could only hear the creaking. It makes me think about the girl. Did she just give up? Was she killed? Or did she finally go into shock?

I think the latter was a possibility. Her dad was killed in front of her and now she was being raped by the man who had killed him. I think anybody would go into shock.

I held my hand to my mouth to both stop myself from gagging and laughing at the irony of her situation. Anselme saw this and pointed his gun at me. He gave me such a look that made me think I was the one holding the gun up at him and not him pointing it at me. I couldn't stop myself from chuckling at the look he gave me.

I probably looked insane, but if anyone was me, and actually understood this situation down to the core, then they'd be laughing at the ridiculousness of it.

"What's your problem? Why are you laughing? Do you think this whole ordeal is a joke?" Anselme says. I stare directly into his eyes, a scowl on my face. I wasn't scared of him. "There is absolutely nothing funny about your partner killing someone, raping a girl and then holding us hostage here like some caged animals."

Anselme lowers his gun a bit. He looked visibly conflicted by my words. "It wasn't supposed to be like this…" he mutters under his breath. I guessed that it would be something like that. After all, Adler seems like someone with hidden motives so he couldn't have seen this happening. I pity him.

"You know SWAT will be here, along with various others. That includes snipers. They'll surround the perimeter. There's no point in you even staying here. Once they get a good vision of you they'll shoot. Just turn yourself in. there isn't a good outcome for you and your partner." I say and the man glares at me. I still wasn't scared.

"Keep quiet. Adler is the one in charge. He'll get us out of this… so I don't want to hear any crap from a bystander" he says and I chuckle. "I'm a cop" I say, smirking, "which only makes your crime worse" I end off and his eyes widen. It was a little lie. I was a cop, in a sense, but I was maybe a little more educated than your ordinary officer.

"So trust me when I say you should turn yourself in… if you do it now then you'll only be written off as an accomplice… but your friend… it's already too late for him. Hurry up before it's too late for you, too" I say and the man just looks away from me. "Just shut up" he says. I could see the look in his eyes. He knows that I'm right but he is choosing to ignore me. He thinks his buddy Adler is going to get him out but that's just not going to happen.

"Fine, I won't speak any further. There's no point in talking to someone who refuses to listen to reason anyway" I say and the man just continues looking elsewhere. I wasn't really happy with his cooperation but I can't do anything about it. He's the one holding a heavy grade machine gun…

I looked away from the man and over at the other patrons in the room. There were fifteen, including me. They all looked terrified. I couldn't blame them. This situation was terrible. I can't say I've ever been in a position such as this one. There was that thing with those robbers when I was smaller but I don't think that could even be compared to this.

*Ring*~

The sound of a familiar ring tone brings me to. I look over at the bag that held all of our belongings then at Anselme who's gaze had followed mine. He looked anxious. "Whose is that?" he questions, looking visibly panicked as his eye dart around the room.

The room was quiet, the only sound being the ringing of the phone and the floor creaking. And once the phone shut off the silence and tension in the room only became worse. Adler choosing this moment to walk back into the room, buckling his pants up with a sick look of pleasure on his face, only worsened it.

"What is that fucking sound?" he questions crudely as he looks around the room. The air was starting to become thick just by this man's filthy presence. Not even a butcher's knife would be able to cut through this tension and awkwardness.

I suddenly felt nervous. I wasn't scared, but my nerves were on edge. I tore my gaze away from them and instead chose to look through the gap by the window.

*Ring*~

The sound of the same phone went off again and I found myself wanting to bend over and empty the contents in my stomach. I really wasn't scared, but as that phone rang on my stomach lurched and bile started rising up in my throat. That's my phone ringing.

"Who's is that?" Adler questions, lifting his gun up and pointing it at the few people in the room. everyone visibly flinched as the weapon passed by them. I know that I need to say something but I just can't find it in me to open my mouth and speak. What would happen if they knew that it was my phone? It's not like I've done something wrong. I put my phone with everyone else's. But the question still remains.

"Who's is it?" Adler questions, this time more forcibly. I sighed out. "It's mine" I say and both men look over at me. Something akin to recognition sparked across Anselmes face as he watched me before looking over at Adler with a nervous expression.

"Adler… he's a cop" he says, "that guy's a cop…" he adds in and Adler looks at me with sick amusement. "Is that so?" he says, questioning no one in particular as he starts walking towards me. I could see the other hostages flinch while I did nothing. I just sat there. I wasn't scared. I just felt sick.

As Adler stopped in front of me he loaded his gun and pressed it against my forehead, right between my eyebrows, with a smirk at his lips. "If you're a cop I should just kill you now. Don't want you doing anything stupid" he says, pressing the barrel deeper into my skin, bruising it. I didn't even flinch. I've experienced much worse things. Well, not really. But I still wasn't afraid of him.

"I wouldn't do that" I say, smiling up at him. "You've already killed an innocent man and raped his daughter. Do you really want to add killing a cop to that? So how about you don't kill me and let me help you instead" I finish. I could tell that everyone else in the room were giving me looks questioning if I was insane. I didn't care.

I didn't know if I was doing this for the sake of saving myself or for the sake of everyone, but I did know that we wouldn't get out of this situation unless we helped them. And while I'm not an expert in these type of situations, I think I will still be able to get us out of it.

I look over at the man at the entrance. If I didn't do something then each and every single one of us might end up like that poor man who had to be made an example out of. I wasn't afraid of dying, but I didn't want to die right now under these circumstances. That would just be pathetic and I refused to allow it to happen. And that's why I have to help these guys.

"You can help us?" Adler questions and I nod my head. "Whether I can or not isn't important. I'm your only hope of getting out of this thing. If you kill me you'll only have the same fate"


Normal POV


Adler lowered his weapon. It was at this moment Eren realised that his phone had stopped its persistent ringing. "Fine, then you'll help us. And if you do anything stupid I'll kill each and every one of these people" Adler says and Eren scoffs.

"I don't doubt that you'll do that" he says, "after all you killed an innocent man who was only trying to save his daughter" he continues and the other people in the room looked at him as if he were a mad man. "Where is the girl?" he questions and Adlers eyes twitched with annoyance. "She passed out" was all he could say in reply.

Eren grit his teeth but said nothing. He was extremely disgusted in these two men, but mostly in himself for agreeing to help them. He knew that he was doing it for the sake of the other hostages and for himself, but he felt like there was something extremely wrong about this whole situation. Of course everything about it was wrong, but he could shake off the weird feeling he felt.

*ring*~

The phone went off again. "Answer it" Adler says, looking over at Eren and pointing his guns at him. The brunette hesitated at first but got up and walked over to the bag of devices and fished his out. He answered the contraption, sounding as calm as someone being held by gun point possibly could.

"Hello, this is Eren" he says into the microphone. His palms were becoming sweaty.

"Eren? Where are you? We've sent you numerous texts to meet us at Block 23… there's a hostage situation going on in Café Fredella…" it was Armin that had replied to him. Eren found himself wanting to scream out in joy. Armin answering the phone was probably the best thing that could have happened to him since he woke up that morning.

"About that… Armin… I'm in a pinch right now and I need your help" Eren says, "currently… I'm in Fredella... me and 14 other people are being held up by two men and at the moment one of them are trying to shove their gun down my throat…" he says honestly.

"Eren… that's terrible! We heard gunshots! Are you okay!? Has anyone been injured?!" Armin questions in a panic. "One guy is dead… and a girl has been raped… Armin, they're threatening to kill off each hostage one by one if an escape route isn't planned out for them…"

"Okay… Eren, could you ask the person in charge if it would be possible for them to give us the girl and the man that was killed?" Armin asks and Eren looks up at the men. "They're asking if you can hand over the girl and her father" he says and Adler gives him a look. "And what do we get in exchange?"

"He's asking what they get in exchange" he says into the microphone. "Listen Eren… is your phone on speaker?" Armin questions. "No, why?"

"Because I have a plan…"


Once Eren had gotten off of the phone with Armin two paramedics had been allowed into the shop. The trade for the man and the girl had been bullet proof jackets and a small sum of money, which Adler hadn't been picky about.

"It's not a lot but it's worth a dead body and beat up girl" he had said with a nauseating smile on his face followed by a hearty laugh.

Once the bodies had been taken out the room had been filled with silence so silent, Eren was sure he could hear the sound of everyone's hearts beating. And the tension in the room was more intense than it had ever been.

"We can try to create a stable escape route for them, but five minutes after they've left the building we're going after them." Eren remembers Armin saying. "Until we can provide them with the means to get away, tell them that they can't kill anyone else. Or else we'll send in SWAT and the deal is done"

Eren had felt both disgusted and relieved. Relieved because he was finally going to get out of this mess, and disgusted because they were basically helping bad people just to escape.

"But Eren… just remember what I said earlier…"

He didn't want to think about anything anymore. Adler and Anselme were watching him closely and muttering amongst themselves. They had forced him to sit back with the others. He was glad. He didn't want to be anywhere near them. Still, their gazes made him uneasy. And their chatter only made things worse.

'Are they plotting to kill me?' Eren questioned. It was a possibility. They could have been plotting to kill him, regardless of him being a cop. Eren was valuable. Even though he was helping them there was a risk of him also betraying them. And that would've probably given them a good reason to want to kill him. After all, their whole escape plan was too good to be true. If Eren were them he'd be sceptical as well.

Eren looked away from the two men and over to where his bag had been thrown when they had all moved the tables. There under all the stacks of papers something caught his eyes. He looked back towards Adler and Anselme to see their backs turned towards them. Eren wanted to scream out in joy.

He looked back towards his back and stretched his arm out and grabbed something. He quickly retracted his arm and hid the object in one of the pockets in his jacket. He looked back to see if Adler and Anselme had seen him and sighed a sigh of relief when they hadn't. of course when Adler turned around and gave him a serious look his heart dropped. 'I'm going to die…'

"You, what's your name?" To say Eren was taken aback by the question would be an understatement. He was completely shocked. He almost thought the man hadn't asked the question at all. But the impatient look Adler gave him proved that he had.

"E-eren" and he hadn't planned on stuttering out, but it just happened. The question was odd and made him feel uncomfortable. "Well, Eren, we're taking you with us" Adler says and Eren gave them a confused look. "Why would you do that?" he questioned, dumbfound.

"Leverage" Adler says, "If they come after us I'll kill you. So you'll be coming with us to ensure we have a safe getaway" he said. Eren was surprised. He didn't think the man would be able to come up with something so smart. If Eren went with them and they came after the guys they would kill him. But if they didn't Eren would be safe, but they would have let bad guys escape. And there was no guarantee that Eren would be safe.

"I refuse" Eren says sternly, "I won't go with you" he adds in defiantly. Adler grits his teeth at him and lifts his weapons up and points them at him. Eren didn't even flinch. "Do you not understand the position you're in? I could kill you right now if you want?" he questions and Eren smirks. "And if you do that your whole escape plan will be ruined. I understand my position well and you should as well"

"At this point killing you would be worth it" Adler says and Eren shrugs. "Go for it. You'd only be killing yourself in the process" he says and Adler glared at him. Eren ignored his gaze, only pissing the man off more.

Adler suddenly let out a grin and walked up to Eren and grabbed the person next to him and dragged them back to where Anselme was. It was an old man who had been grabbed. Eren stood up and glared at the man. "What do you think you're doing?"

"If you don't come with us I'll kill everyone in this room, starting with this old man. First born, first to die" he says with a grin. Eren scowled. "I can't let you do that." he said and Adler laughed at him. "What are you going to do? You're powerless." And as he said this he pushed the old man to the ground and kicked him.

The man let out a breathless grunt and held onto his left shoulder, pained sounds escaping his mouth. "Oh, look. He's having a heart attack." Adler said with sick amusement. Eren was about to walk forward but Adler only pointed his weapons in Eren's direction again. "Come any closer and I'll shoot. And you should know that I don't bluff"

Eren grit his teeth. It was at this moment that Eren was forced to remember words that he didn't want to remember.

"Eren Yeager, would you kill a killer?"

His hand went to the object he had placed in his pocket earlier. He pressed against something and a small click sounded into his ears. He then let out a smile. "I don't bluff either" he said as he pulled the object out of his pocket and pointed it at Adler.

"Eren, you have your gun on you. If you have to, use it."

Eren had been hoping not to use it. But at this point, things would only get worse. This was inevitable. It would have happened either way.

"I knew there was something going on. You were planning this from the beginning weren't you?" Adler questions as he stares at the gun in Erens hands. "But you're still at a disadvantage here. I have two guns, and Anselme has a machine gun" he says, "so your little pistol isn't going to give you any results"

"That doesn't matter" Eren says, "I will get results no matter what" he finishes off. Adler looked like a maniac, smiling as if he'd just been given a big Christmas present. "May the best shot win" was all he said before firing his weapons.

Three loud shots echoed off the walls of the room followed by the sound of someone falling to the ground and another groaning in pain.

"That's more painful than I thought it would be" and the one that had spoken was Eren. He looked down at the body of Adler. A sad smile on his face. "I said I'd get results. You should have just sat back and stayed quiet" he said as he walked over to the old man that was on the verge of dying from a heart attack.

He turned the man over and lifted his head. "Relax, sir. You're going to be fine. Paramedics will be with you shortly. Until then could you maybe not die? You'll make me getting shot pointless" he said jokingly, smiling at the man. The old man gave him an odd look. "Y'you're b-bleeding" he stutters out, pointing at the brunettes shoulder that was soaked in blood.

"This is nothing. Please worry about yourself" Eren says, smiling as if it really was nothing. And as if on cue the doors were broken through and SWAT ran in with their weapons ready to shoot the perpetrators. Eren chose this moment to look up at them and inform them of what had happened. "Three shots were fired, two from Adler and one from me. I somehow managed to get him before he could harm anyone else. That man over there is an accomplice but he never fired his weapon once"

And the SWAT team gave him confused looks. "But he did harm someone. Yeager, your arm is bleeding" one of them pointed out. "It's fine. Don't worry about me. Our top priority is the hostages. Please focus on them, not on me" Eren says, shaking his head. The newcomers gave him sceptical glances but did as he said and focused on evacuating the other people.

Paramedics came in and took the old man away along with the corpse of Adler. Anselme was in the process of being taken out, but stopped to question Eren. "Why did you shoot knowing that the both of us had guns?" and Eren had stood up from his seated position and smiled at the man. "Because Adler can't aim and I knew you wouldn't shoot"

And after he said that the man was pulled away. The last of the hostages walked past him. someone short and thin. The person wore a black hoody and when Eren tried to glance at their face he stopped when something disturbing caught his eyes. He wasn't able to see any other features, but what he did see was a pleased smile. And there was something about it that made him want to run to his car and ride off of a bridge.

He was about to call out to the person, despite the foreboding feeling he felt, but he was stopped by Armin walking in and calling out to him. "Eren!" he shouted out in relief as he wrapped his arms around the brunette and squeezed him. "I thought you were going to die" the blonde said, tears at his eyes.

"Armin, you should know that I don't die easy" he said, flinching. Armin noticed this and let go of him. "You've been shot!" he says in a panic. "We need to get you medical treatment!" he says, about to turn around and get help but Eren stopped him. "No, Armin. It's fine for now. I need to do something."

"But Eren-"

"Armin. I'm telling you its fine." Eren says more sternly. Armin glared at him. "It isn't fine, Eren. you're bleeding… an artery could have been hit… you need treatment" he says and Eren shrugs. "If an artery was hit I would be in much more pain. It doesn't even hurt that much. I told you. This is nothing"

"But you're clearly in pain, Eren. Stop being so stubborn…" Armin says. He sighs out when he sees the look on Erens face. He knew the brunette wasn't going to allow him to get him help so he decided to drop it. "Fine… I'm going to go out and if you're not back in ten minutes I'm sending paramedics in"

Eren nodded his head, suddenly becoming silent. Armin didn't comment about this. "By the way… three shots were fired… I know Adler was hit and so were you, but there isn't any sign of a third bullet…" Armin points out and Eren chuckles. "It must be somewhere. It can't just disappear. I'll look. Don't worry. And if I'm not out in ten minutes you have my permission to send in paramedics."

Armin nodded his head and turned around to walk out of the building while Eren stood there in silence. Once Armin was gone he walked over to his bag and lifted it up with his good hand. Bending hurt, but he didn't let it bother him. He needed his bag. It had all of his work in it and without it he would be back where he had started.

Once he had the bag he looked around the room. Smiling weakly, he looks down at his side and moves the right side of his jacket to reveal a massive amount of blood soaking up his shirt. He coughed out into his hand, not surprised when he saw spots of blood on his palm.

His knees suddenly became weak and wobbly. Not being able to keep himself up anymore he fell to the ground. It hurt but he managed to turn around so that he could look up at the ceiling. His vision was starting to fade. Still, he kept a smile on his face. He knew that he probably should have gotten help when Armin had told him he needed it and he was starting to regret not getting it now.

He laid there for what seemed like forever, staring up at the ceiling that was starting to fade away with each passing second. And when his vision finally turned into nothing but darkness his smile had finally fallen and tears escaped his eyes.

"Eren Yeager, would you kill a killer?"

"I would" was all he said as he closed his eyes and lost consciousness. And the last thing he heard was the sweet sound of silence and someone in the distance calling out his name.

I'm a monster


And there we have it! I am sooooooooo sory that it's this laate. I had planned for it to be updated sooner but I've just been distracted with life. School is a bitch and won't give me any rest. Not only that but I have been getting sick frequently. It sucks. Maybe I'm dying?

Annnywaayyyy! So, I rushed this chapter a little bit. I really do hope that it's okay. Even though I say I rushed it, it still took me forever to write. I had writers block every other day and it was just awful. But I think I'm okay now. I got my inspiration and motivation back!

Enough of that chatter. I hope you guys enjoyed. This chapter was long and had a lot of drama. Some of you are probably thinking what happened came out of nowhere but everything happens for a reason! And you'll find out the reason in the next chapter.

Is Eren dead? Well, that is a possibility, but since I'm not thaaat cruel I won't let that happen. Sorry if anything offended anyone in this chapter and sorry about any inaccuracies.

I hope to get feedback. Of course, you don't have to but reviews=updates.

Until next time!

Ciao~