This chapter is just a short collection of drabbles (Or drabbleish prompts). Mainly introductions to all the necessary characters from SnK.

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Thank you Clayman 96, I revised the story well. If there's still something there, lemme know.

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RWBY: Draco hunt, by Chief D3m0n1c

Chapter 11: 4 Years of Training

(The next morning.)

Eren, Mikasa, and Armin step inside the cafeteria. First impressions on the place, this must be like any other day down here. Discontinuous chattering among the recruits. The three of them take their seats in a corner. Eren and Armin slam their heads down to take in the moment to wake up, so Mikasa goes for food alone.

The aroma of their food is blunt, and normal, but it's sweeping the recruits on their feet, especially this one recruit who can't seem to stop eating. She's begging on her knees for just more food. Most of her chocolate brown hair is inside a ponytail. Her eyes are a lighter brown, but they're noticeable.

"Hey c'mon I need it. Why won't you gimme more?" Pleads the girl with literal tears sliding out of her face. All the trouble she could ask for, just for more food.

"Sasha, you've already had the leftovers from your friends. You don't need to consume anymore of this world's food. You're not the only eater here." The man in charge is fiery pissed at her. Mikasa can't help but chuckle a grin to the scene.

Someone squeezes around Mikasa, "One of her friends." Mikasa presumes in her mind. He's lightly bald, golden eyes, and quite short, but the way she pushed through Mikasa? He's quite strong for a small fry.

Tugging around her waist, the guy pulls Sasha away from the grub. "C'mon Sasha, we don't need this. Especially this early in the morning!"

"NO Wait! Connie stop it!"

As much as Mikasa wants to break down laughing, she just can't. She needs to keep her emotions in check. In order to stay strong, like Eren taught her.

Now in line for their chow, someone bumps into her, he has the looks as Stephane Chapheau. They must be from the same region. "Ugh hi." This man is tall, and with sandy colored hair. Mikasa can see him blushing, she knows exactly what he's doing. She does her best to keep her emotions to a minimum, or none at all.

"My name… is Jean Kirstein. I like your hair, its pretty."

"Thanks. Mikasa Ackerman." She says, and introduces herself to him, utterly flat. Her food was on her tray and with two cups of coffee.

The two cups of coffee made Jean feel a little nervous.

Mikasa tread's fast to get back to her two boys, "Hey guys. I brought you guy's coffee."

The very sound to the name of that drink brought Eren back to his head.

"Well! A woman who brings a man coffee without his say so?" Eren states with a little hint of cunningness, "There's nothing more attractive."

Mikasa has never heard Eren say anything like that, her face flushes completely red. Just like what she did with Jean. Eren pretends not to see it, but those cheeks are very cherry red.

Armin didn't respond much, but he woke up well enough to smell the bitter beans of his coffee.

(2nd day of training)

Eren is sparring with his partner, "So… m'names Marco!" He tries to chat while he's blocking Eren's punches.

"I know! Names Eren." He halts his energy to give time and introduce one another. Eren holds out his hand for a shake. Marco squeezes his hand, but Eren also gives him a lesson. Eren twists Marco's hand over, and tosses him over his shoulder. Landing on his back, half of Marco's wind was knocked out of his lungs, giving Eren an amusing grin.

Eren crunches down with his knees to give Marco a better sight, "Always keep your guard up Marco." Eren teaches to him, "Now get up."

Marco groans out his hesitation, and gets back up on his feet, "I won't lie to you Eren. You know how to fight." he seems pretty enthusiastic on all this.

Eren admits, he's not a fan of his friend, Jean, but he can't help but respect Marco. Eren gives the man a nod in deference. Now back to their fisticuffs session.

(3rd day of training)

For Armin, physical training is beyond his skillset. Keeping up with his friends isn't ever easy. Then again, every time he thinks back to those three guards he killed back in Verspruchen, it just doesn't make any sense. Down on the ground from exhaustion, he's severely tired by all this. To make things worse for him, a big, buff man lends him a hand, and behind him is someone else who is real tall with brown hair.

"Names Reiner, my friend Bertolt here got your back."

For Armin, this man Reiner, his aid is another way of saying 'You're just a burden to us all'.

"No. NO!" Armin get's up on his own, and goes back to training.

(5th day of Training)

Armin sits at the table with his two friends. Reading up on today's lesson on the history of both the Assassins, and Templars.

"Hey guys listen to this!"

Eren nods his head, but he's still staring into his mug of sarsaparilla. Mikasa opens her ears to Armin's recent discovery, "The Templar, Mary Purgatoriu, who was Empress during the Age of Heretics, almost had every Assassin publicly executed. The remaining were known as the-"

"Hey I'm lookin for an Armin Arlert?" says someone with a dull, ominous voice from behind.

"Aye?" Armin redirects her attention to a blonde woman, with crystal colored eyes. Most of her hair is in a bonnet in the back of her head. Her glare is similar to Mikasa's, but this girl? It's more receding, "Who's been looking for me?"

"I was up, topside in town until I got word that someone was looking for me. I'm Annie."

The name alone. It repeats in his head. Time slows down with every second. "Yes. Yes! Annie Leonhardt? Yes!"

"So what d'ya need?" Annie isn't really sounding sympathetic. She's wanting this visit over with.

"Oh umm-" Armin rustles through his dirty pockets to find his letter from Mina. The letter is in now in his grasp, so he yanks it out of those deep pockets, "Mina Carolina, do you know her?" He asks before he hands Annie the letter. She just nods with no sense of comfort.

"She's dead. I... I'm sorry." Armin apologizes, but no dice. She's still carrying that reclusive glare, "I hope you didn't mind I already opened it,"

"Thanks. She… She didn't suffer did she?"

Armin takes a moment to figure out how he can sugar coat his words, but he just comes out blunt, "I wish it was painless, but no."

Annie face changes a smidge. A little bit of sadness glooms down her eyes. The look on her face is like whispers of past lives crossing into the next world. The sensation of ghosts start to fly around her. She's wadding up the letter as she reads, right down to the last period. She departs her company without a wave goodbye.

Armin wants to go and comfort her, but something is stopping him. No hand is on his shoulders, he's just incapable of moving. Whatever is stopping him, he just lets it happen, and sits back down. Cold feet is the only explanation for Armin.

"Why won't you go talk to her?" Eren queries.

"I dunno. I think she needs some space, I'll talk to her later." Armin answers back, as he nibbles on his bread.

All Mikasa uses to answers is, "It's your call."

(4 years later Eren, Armin, Mikasa are now 19)

"When you came to us, you were all mere recruits, but now?" In his white holy robes, Mentor Desmond Miles greets this year's Graduating recruits, "Historia Reiss, Ymir Reiss, Sasha Blouse, Connie Spinger, Jean Kirstein, Marco Bott, Reiner Braun, Bertolt Hoover, Annie Leonhardt, Armin Arlert, Mikasa Ackerman…" Desmond pauses to speak the last graduate, unsure if it's hesitation, or something else, "Eren Jaeger. As you walk on this land of Yggdrassil, the way of reason will always remind us of our cause, but may we never forget our purposes. I welcome all of you to the Brotherhood!"

NOW DON'T FORGET: Eren, Armin, Mikasa are now 19!

YAY we found Annie!

I made Historia, and Ymir siblings, in case you didn't catch that in the last paragraph

This might not be the best chapter, but at least we have (Almost) every character down From the SnK Series, and Desmond Miles from AC.

FYI: The "Age of Heretics" is not important to this series. It's just for that part of the chapter. But if anyone's curious, the idea behind it, is Mary Tudor's (AKA Bloody Mary) reign over England during the 1500's.

One more thing, if this needs to be revised, let me know, and I'll see to it.

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