Rivetra Week Day 6: Supposed to be Enemies


Four shadows passed through quick as lightning, illuminated only by the light of the moon. Kicking away scrap metal and old tin cans, Petra crouched down behind a pile of rubble, motioning for the others to do the same.

They didn't have to wait long. Hearing footsteps, Petra smirked and rose from her hiding place. Her companions did the same.

"Evening, gentlemen," she greeted. Nonchalantly, she shifted a small knife between her fingers.

"Well, look what the cat dragged in." Levi Ackerman, the only man she had ever hated. It really was such a shame that he was so attractive.

"Put the guns down, Ackerman. I'm here to negotiate."

Mike Zacharias narrowed his eyes. "What's there to negotiate?" Levi told him to lower his gun anyway.

"Your… friends," she started, "have been crossing borders. Ransacking our property, among other things."

He looked unconcerned. "What proof do you have? Watch your borders more carefully next time, Ral."

She turned an icy glare on him. "Oh, I've got proof." Erd handed her a silver object and she held it out, moon reflecting off the surface. "We found this at the site. It's yours - you can't deny it."

Sure enough, it was the wings that he and the rest of the Legion members bore as an insignia, etched on a metal dog tag.

Levi made a sound of distaste.

"I've got people to feed," Petra growled.

"I don't care whether your people live or die," Levi drawled. "I didn't give mine the order to cross your borders, but I trust their judgement to know that it was important."

Anger clenched in her gut, but she refused to lose control of her emotions. Throwing the tag back to him, she warned, "I will be watching the borders more carefully. I'd better not see a single Legion member inside them again."

He caught the tag midair, and he and Mike left without a word, mere shadows in the night.

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He met her the next night, sitting on a slab of rock and flipping an old coin through the air. Testing his luck.

Hearing footsteps, he slipped the coin back into his pocket. "So you did show up."

"Of course I did."

She didn't know when this started. Meetings in the night, with this man.

"Why did you leave?" he asked suddenly.

She was silent for a moment, picking up a shard of glass and seeing her reflection. "You know why."

"I know you. And you're not the kind of person who will choose sides because of something someone else said."

"It's not up to you to question my reasons."

He stood up and walked closer to her. "Petra," he whispered, low and soft.

She felt a familiar spark in her heart, and she pushed him away.

"No. I shouldn't have agreed to meet you here in the first place." She started walking away. "Goodbye, Levi."

He grabbed her wrist, and before she could react, he kissed her fiercely. Electricity exploded between them, senses sparking.

She pulled away. "I hate you," she murmured. And then she walked out of his life.

They both knew she was lying.