Walls inside his eyes
The brunette lady had sat here for hours muttering. And my lime colored pools blank, hollow, and empty have continued my staring contest with the torch. So far I think I'm winning. Eren is snoozing soundly. His back propped up against the filthy stone wall.
I envy the peaceful look on his face. I haven't slept like that in years. My sleep always restless and riddled with horrid memories and even worse fears. My thoughts are interrupted by the horrible, terrible hunger pangs that suddenly assault my empty stomach.
I jerk my hands to lay flat across my stomach, pulling the chains straight out of the grey stone walls in my feeble, idiotic attempt to stop the pain. The sound pulls Eren out of his slumber. I nearly scream, yet my face is just as blank, hollow, lifeless as ever. My mossy hues dull, muted, dead. The urge to cry is strengthened by the darkness that flashes before reality.
The high pitched keening groan of tearing metal. Screams of alarm, utter panic, mortal terror. Excitement. The clattering of rock and stones. That is all the information I need before I take off flying down the corridors, back to where Erwin and I left the damn brat. I found her in a cage in Titan territory. The forest of big-ass trees, to be more specific.
While my squad and I had been expecting weird, never had anyone even dreamt that we'd run into Titans keeping a human song bird. They screamed at her to sing. As soon as we heard the Titan speak we had all run in that direction without a single solitaire shit given. Surprisingly enough, a voice was heard singing a song I thought was lost a long, long time ago. And before we knew it, we could see it. A rusting, silvery metal cage with a bag of skin and bones inside, that resembled a girl. Then, the Titans seemed to sleep. Fall asleep instantaneously. Because she sang. And then we knew we had to get her back inside the walls. So after the rag muffin fucking dragged us away from certain death, and passed out, we rode off to find eyebrows.
But, none of that prepared me to see what was going on in the cell. The chains had been yanked clean out of the walls. And Hanji is just sitting here screaming about how many pointless, fucking experiments she is going to perform on her. Titan brat at least looks mildly alarmed. For fucks sake, how the hell does she even have that kind of strength in her malnourished half dead state?
"Hanji. Go get Erwin. Make sure eyebrows knows it's serious shitty glasses," I order, quickly advancing towards the small, rather pitiful looking, green eyed girl.
Her typically lifeless face contorts in pain. Real pain. Not the kind of pain ordinary people would ever, even come close to experiencing but, hunger pangs. The ones that come right before death and starvation. Enough to bring any normal person to tears. Even the strongest of people to tears. And yet, although her face shows pain, it's as if the pain is a minor annoyance rather, than absolutely; unbearable, insufferable, overpowering, intolerable.
It's almost amusing, watching her left eyebrow twitch as if she is going to scream at her pain and tell it to go fuck itself. In fact she seems almost immune to the pain like, it's nothing out of the norm. Like she has endured this pain many many times over. This pain and so much more. The look on her face although to most is nearly unreadable, makes it known this isn't anything new to her.
"Brat, make yourself useful and go find some semblance of food," I order curtly, deducing a sound solution rather quickly.
"Yes, Corporal," The brat salutes and scampers off to find the source of nutrition we call 'food'.
In all actuality it's sludge - at least it is here- but, I get the feeling the starving girl with the gorgeous viridescent pools won't mind. Wait did I just...? You don't have fucking time for this Levi. Besides, that'd make you a... focus Levi. Damn it all. I'm getting all fucking soft on myself.
"Hey. Brat. If you aren't dead blink once," I command striding with purpose into the cell, through the hastily flung open, severely rusted door.
I eye the door in disdain. It's disgusting, foul, nasty, repulsive and absolutely vile. I catch a glimpse of one steady, solitary blink from the filthy girl. For a fraction of a moment I'm annoyed that she hasn't bothered listening to me till now. But, why do I even care? I silently berate myself. Why the fuck should I care? I carefully watch the gaunt looking girl.
I let a trace of amusement slip onto my typically indifferent features as her eyebrow twitches grow more frequent and increasingly violent.
"Of all the wonders I have yet heard, I find it strange that man should fear. Seeing as that Death. A necessary end will come when it will come," I hear the words fall from her parted lips.
For a moment I let myself believe I had imagined the words. But, Maria knows that would be all too convenient. Why do I know those words? Why do I recognize them. My train of thought trails off as I see her unwavering strength. Where most would be totally helpless she doesn't even seem vulnerable.
I wonder, how hard exactly I'm going to have to push, before she finally breaks? How far can I push her? What is she willing to give up? She doesn't even know her own name. How much can I influence her? Will she let me hold any sway, at all? Or anyone else for that matter? What's going on in that pretty little head of hers? Did she tell Shitty glasses and Eren anything? Anything important? Anything at all really?
Why doesn't she trust me? I mean, I know I'm not approachable but, still. Fighting typically builds trust and bonds at a rapid rate. Nearly without fail. What in fucking hells' name has she been through that taught her to trust no one? And taught her that so thoroughly too?
Erwin bursts into the grime coated cell at that very moment. Aggravatingly. Or maybe helpfully. Holy fuck. What's happening to me? I scream silently in my head.
Ever since the stupid brat showed up I can't stop thinking about her. Maybe it's got to do with her singing. Maybe she's one of those Sirens from the old stories.
"What happened?" Erwin demands not wasting any more time.
"It's pretty clear that the Titans didn't feed her shit, that is if her ribs are anything to go off of. My bet is that she's starving," I answer monotonously, annoyed he couldn't deduce that himself.
"Did you send someone to get food, already?" Erwins questions having calmed down.
Nope. I just stood here the entire time gawking like an idoit and being completely useless, I think silently to myself.
"Yes. Eren should be back anytime now," Is what comes out of my mouth despite my thoughts.
And speak of the devil. The little Titan brat bursts into the room carrying a bowl filled with, vaguely vegetable flavored lukewarm water and a glass of water. At least, that's what I hope is in the bowl. As I watch her dazed, emerald orbs I realize nobody has made a move to give her the 'food'. Stalking over to Jeagar, I take the bowl from him along with the small glass. Crossing the short distance to the tiny starving girl in a stride I hand her the bowl. Her eyes bore into me, no longer blank, but sharp, and unforgiving.
"What'd you do?" Slips from her lips, in the same lifeless, almost mechanical, but beautiful, soft voice.
I gaze at her blankly, not understanding what she means. It clicks. And my typically impassive face shows respect at that kind of restraint, and dissatisfaction at her lack of trust. All I can think is, what happened to teach her the lesson most people never learn in their life time? The lesson of the child in the wheat.
Authors Notes- As you may have heard from Scarlett, I was recently hospitalized due to a car accident, but I'm fine now so don't worry! As I have discovered during my recovering hospitals are very very boring so I'm going to be updating alot more. Hopefully. Anyways, I recently just hit a little over 700 hundred regular readers. Which I'm very happy about. And you guys are from all over the world. Australia, Croatia, Belgium, France, Germany, the Philippines, Finland, Sweden, the UK. Everywhere. I think it's great that you all like my story so much. Thanks if you read all that. Please read and review.
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