A Warning—Armin's going to go psycho-crazy in this one, so this is where the "Horror" part of the story kicks in. However you can read all the way to the last page break and still keep up with the story :)

"The police commissioner seems to want to keep quiet on this case," Eren said, spinning aimlessly in his chair. "These two psychopaths are really duking it out, aren't they?"

"Actually, that's not true," Sasha said, peeking over the cubicle. "Apparently it's only DD who's killing people. Armin's been laying low ever since…y'know…"

"Of course," Eren said, "but he's bound to turn up eventually. Then that ass will finally get what's coming to him."

Right as he said that, said blonde walked through the door.

"Eren," Armin said, "I'm taking your car."

It took him several seconds to realize what was happening, but by then Armin had already picked up his keys and walked out of the door.

"Wait…did he just…?" Sasha trailed off.

The sound of a car's engine starting up woke Eren from his stupor. "That son of a bitch!" he shouted rushing out the door and down the hallway. When he made it outside, his car was gone.

"FUCK!" he screamed at the top of his lungs, falling onto his knees.

He couldn't believe he let that happen—he literally just walked up to him, took his keys, and drove away. And he couldn't stop him.


"You just live for bothering Yeager, don't you?" Annie asked as they watched TV together in her bedroom.

"That was the sole purpose of breaking out, yes," Armin replied, "but my bloodlust is starting to come back."

Annie blinked. "B…bloodlust?"

Armin looked over to her and must have read her expression, because he smiled reassuringly.

"You're fine," he said, "I'm not going to hurt you because you haven't given me a reason to. I might just go pick some random innocent off the street or something."

She couldn't deny that she kind of sensed this coming—he had started recalling victims randomly and how difficult it was to get bloodstains out of clothing. He had even gone as far as to ask if she hated anyone enough for him to kill.

"Then go sate it," Annie said.

That perked his interest. "W-what?!" He asked, his beautifully bright blue eyes twinkling with confusion. "Y-you won't tell anyone?!"

"I don't want you to kill your victim though," Annie said, "just…scare them a bit. And absolutely no cutting off of limbs and making a treasure hunt."

"Aww," he whined, "I haven't done that in forever! Please?! I promise they won't bleed to death!"

"No," Annie said sternly, "Just shake her up. And no removal of any body part other than skin and no more than an inch of hair."

Armin hung his head. "That's no fun," he huffed.

"I never said you couldn't cut into their flesh," Annie pointed out, "or to not break any bones."

His face lit up again. "Hooray for loopholes! And you swear you won't tell anyone?"

Annie smiled. "Pinky promise."

She held his hand out and he did the same, crossing each other's pinkies and sealing the deal.


After getting the groceries, Mikasa walked down the street to where the car was parked.

"I wonder what Eren's doing.." she murmured to herself, "He better not be trying to cook again…"

The hair on the back of her neck stood on end, and she dodged a knife being flung towards her face, dropping the groceries in the process. After righting herself, she looked up and saw that it came from the alleyway she just passed by.

Mikasa sighed. She didn't need this. "I know you're there," she said, "come out!"

Another knife whizzed by, and she dodged and lunged into the dark alleyway.

Big mistake.

Suddenly two knives pierced her thighs, making her fall down to the ground with a cry of pain. She tried to look at her assailant, but suddenly she was blindfolded and gagged, and something hit her temple, making her lose consciousness.


"You're finally awake," a sickeningly familiar voice said.

Mikasa tried to sit up, but realized her shoulders and her knees were in pain, and she remembered she got stabbed in both thighs. She was on her stomach, and her neck was sore.

"Couldn't have you screaming in an overly crowded place," Armin said, grinning. "But here nobody can here you."

She tried to look around, but suddenly a kick hit her in the side, making her grunt.

"Well that's no fun," Armin pouted. Then, in a fluid motion, he whipped out a butterfly knife and tossed it at her, which hit her in the left shoulder blade.

She grunted again, gritting her teeth. She wasn't going to scream.

"Well fine," Armin said, "be that way."

She felt a weight on the back of her thighs, and something cut into her back, making her gasp.

Don't scream…

It took her a moment to realize that Armin had straddled her and began to cut into her further, making her whimper. "D-don't…please…"

"Go on and beg," Armin whispered into her ear, "I love it when my victims beg."

Suddenly a sharp pain entered the small of her back, and then she felt Armin tear her skin apart.

Don't scream…don't scream…

"It hurts, doesn't it?" Armin asked, "Being so torn apart over your loved ones. Trying so hard to keep yourself together, even after the hell you've witnessed…the hell you've caused…"

She gasped. How did he know?

"It wasn't hard," he said, "it was all over the news. You poor, poor girl, unwittingly murdering your own parents…your perfect life torn to pieces—and it was all your fault."

Don't scream don't scream don't scream DON'T SCREAM—

"S-stop," Mikasa begged, "p-p-please!"

He dug his hands under her skin and slowly—agonizingly—ripped it from her muscle, giggling uncontrollably as he did so. His laughter made his hands shake, causing even more pain every time his nails scrapped the sensitive tissue below.

"Scream for me," he whispered.

And scream she did.

It only made everything worse, but she couldn't stop as Armin tore her apart, his sadistic giggles burning in her eardrums. The sudden flashbacks from her past weren't helping either, her parent's deaths repeating over and over in her mind.

She was in hell.

"You have such…melodic screams," Armin murmured into her ear, "scream louder…louder…"

He slowly—excruciatingly—raked his nails on the tender tissue that was previously protected by her skin, and she screamed even louder, the pain unbearable. Maybe someone will hear her and help her escape this horrible torment…

Armin seemed to read her mind. "You're so…so very far away…no one can save you now…no one…"

This continued for god knows how long—could have been hours, could have been minutes—and then Armin suddenly stood up, the weight being relieved from her thighs and her back in horrifically searing pain. Her throat was raw from screaming so long and hard, and her muscles ached from her previous wounds.

"Oh how I want to kill you…" Armin said, eyes wide as he swayed back and forth slightly. "I…I want to kill you so badly…"

He dropped his head down and giggled to himself, his hands bunching up by his mouth making a poor attempt at holding his insane laughter contained. "I…I want to tear you limb from limb…make you cry out for help that'll never come…make you suffer…"

Shivers ran down Mikasa's injured spine, her blood running cold onto the concrete floor. This is the monster he truly is, she thought as he continued to giggle like an excited little kid. His hands ran through his now messy blonde locks, leaving streaks of crimson across his face and in his hair.

She can only look on in horror as the boy slowly began to lose control of himself.

But then suddenly took a deep breath and looked back up at her, smiling kindly—not a single trace of insanity lingered in his eyes. Without the blood on his face, hair and clothing, he would have actually been able to pass for cute.

"Unfortunately I can't do that," he said, "Eren wouldn't appreciate that, and I wouldn't have anything hanging over his head."

Mikasa let out a sob. "P…please…just…just leave him…leave him alone…"

"You know I can't do that," Armin chastised, placing a foot on her torn back, making her shriek as the flesh burned. A glint of malice flickered in his eyes. "He amuses me…as do you…"

Armin giggled again and Mikasa let out another sob. "You may be my favorite toy…"

"N-n-no! P-p-please!" Mikasa begged, "I-I-I won't press charges! I-I got into an accident! J-j-just please, please…!" She broke down in tears. "I…I can't…I can't take anymore…please…"

"But Mikasa…" Armin pouted, looking like a child. "The more you beg to stop…"

He drove his foot into her back, making her cry out again.

"…the more I'll torment you."

Wow this escalated quickly…

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