PLEASE READ THE SENTENCE BELOW.
so, even if these are his memories, I have out them in regular font. Just know that it is memories throughout the whole way. Thanks!
anyway, it's been a LONG time! I have had so many writers block days it kills me ;-; since it's been almlst over a week, I figured to just cut it in half. It's about 4,000 words, believe it or not o.o
thank you for all the reviews, favs and follows! It means a lot to me!
so, this is part one, and hopefully part two is posted soon. I have so many projects I am procrastinating on xD anyway, please enjoy!
"Hannes, I don't want to leave. I've gotten used to this life, and I don't mind it. Why, why do I have to leave?!" Eren exclaimed to Hannes, the fire crackling in the dark. Felice, drinking some tea made from some rare tea leaves a few miles away, was getting better. She had started moving a few months ago, and was finally able to go outside again. It had been stressful weeks for Eren, sometimes having to do all the work since Hannes was in a deep depression. Since then, things had been great. The creatures didn't come that often either.
"Eren, no one would like to go into the arena. I don't know what they will do you there, but..." He sighed, not really knowing what else to say. "... Just, live. If you remember anything about about me, remember that I told you that. If you can't live for yourself, live for me. Live for us." He asked picking up a few more sticks.
"I understand." Eren said, smiling. Hannes and Felice were like new family to him, being with him every step. He had grown so close to them, they seemed like a part of his body. He didn't want them to break, and wouldn't let them go away. He never wanted to leave them, he loved them.
"Hey, you need to get some sleep some, short stuff. It's a big day tommorow. They'll probably send a copper or something." He commented, putting down a few plums. He grabbed a leopard fur blanket, and threw it over to Eren. He catched it, and laid down.
"Goodnight, Hannes. Love ya." He murmered, cuddling the rock-solid ground.
Hannes huffed, smirking. "Night, Eren. Love ya too." He noted, walking over to Felice. Eren smiled, and shortly fell asleep.
He wished he never woke up.
"Eren...Eren..." Voices called him. Was that Hannes? Why did he sound so distressed? Why was the wind blowing so hard? Eren groggily opened his eyes slowly, looking at the blurry images that were from morning sleepiness.
He slowly got up, and looked around. Felice was gone, and Hannes was at the end of the cave, looking at him with distress. "Eren, get up. We need to go, now." He instructed, and Eren wasted no time getting up. He slipped on a coat, and tried to catch up with Hannes.
In the middle of the field, was a helicopter that was black and white, that had a red logo on it. Stepping out, where three guards that wielded machine guns and had protective gear all around them. Afterwards, another man stepped out. He wore a black suit with a striped red tie that had not a speck of dirt on it. He didn't even bother to step of the walkway, he stopped at the end to not get in the dirt. All that did was make Eren more pissed.
"Hello, Subject 404," the man spoke, his voice deep and demanding. There were no mistakes with his guards, they not making a inch of movement. "You have survived the sustained amount of time we have made just for you, considering your age and previous strength." He noted, and Eren saw he knew this so well, as if he were reciting it over and over again. "Today, you will be moved out of the Hunt, and be brought forth into the Arena." He stated. Eren dared to look into his eyes. They showed no fear, no mercy, no humanity in them. That was all Eren saw.
The guards immediately stepped up to Eren, grabbing his arms with the strength of iron. "Wait!" Eren yelled, thrashing around. "Can't I say goodbye?!"
"Your..." The man stopped, glaring over at Hannes. "... Friend, knows the consequences for letting you team up with him. Isn't that right?" The man devilishly smirked, sending Eren into shock. "This man has now subtracted five years onto his time in the Hunt, leading to the Arena for five more years. That is, if he's cooperative from now on."
"No..." Eren barely rasped, "no... Hannes..." He looked at him, feelings of guilt and sadness plastered all over his face. "No..." Was all he could whisper, before he was ripped around and carried onto the helicopter.
"Welcome, Subject 404. I give you a warm welcome."
"I don't want your pathetic shit," he slithered out, panting heavily. He had just came back from shock. "Take me to that fucking arena so I can show you I'm not the the little bitch who's unaware of what happens."
The man chuckled after a few moments. "Oh, little boy, you are unaware." He noted. "After all, you don't even know about the detour before the arena, do you?" He pointed out like a dart.
Eren just glared at him, not giving up. He had already lost his hope, his family, his friends, what else could they throw away? Everything. Everything he ever had.
They had brought Eren over to a facility, that looked like a mini mansion. It had white walls on the outside, and black with red striped velvet curtains lined out of the windows. There was a fountain with the goddess Athena on it. It was in the middle of this elaborate garden in front of his.. House, Eren supposed. Pansies had lined up the sidewalk up to his doorstep, which had a big wooden door at the beginning.
"Now, Subject 404, what's your name? I'll give you the honor of letting you hear your real name come out of me." He slithered, his shoes clacking down the dead silent hall. The only noises were the cocked guns of his guards and angry or rushed footsteps.
"Bitch, do you believe I'll give my name to someone as low as you?" He spat, smirking. "Surprise me. In any fucking way, and I will say it." He dared to yell straight at the man.
The man just sighed, as if in amusement and pity. "Well see, Subject 404." He noted. Those were the last last words ever said in that hallway.
They entered a small area, with one chair, and a gray examination table. The chair was dusty and made of metal, while the table was made of steel and had straps on it. It gave Eren the chills.
"Sit, Subject 404. We aren't going to hurt you. Just ask you some questions." The man tried to explain, but Eren just thought it was all bullshit.
Eren sat down anyway, pissed off and stubborn. "What kinds of questions?" He asked clearly, not wavering in his line of confidence.
"Easy ones." He replied, standing up in front of him. "Now, since you won't give us your name, we would like to know when you had arrived at the arena."
"Two years. You dumb fucks should know that if you picked me up." Eren hastily snarled.
"Good. At least you have the ability to tell the time." The man chuckled. "I just hate to be the bad guy..." He whispered silently, then looking back up. "I thought you might be mentally ill."
"What?!" Eren yelled, gritting his teeth.
"Never mind, Subject 404. Or should I say, Eren." The man smirked, Eren silently gasping. "The real reason you are here is because, like everyone else in the Arena, will be given... An advantage."
"A supernatural power, to make the Arena more interesting. It takes effect two days after you enter, and those will probably be the easiest days of your time here. You see, this dose is new, and the last few had died when the injection was given to them..." He paused for a moment, sending Eren on a rampage.
"DEATH?! Are you kiddin me?! Don't you think I've had enough! I think that I've paid my dues, thank you very much. There ain't no fucking way that you can calm me down."
"Oh, but you don't understand, do you?" The man laughed. It was sickening, and made you feel like you want to throw up. "I'll send you into a shock so deep you won't feel a thing." He noted. "How close were you to those two?"
Erens world felt like it was shot. "YOU KILLED THEM, DIDNT YOU?! WHERES HANNES?! THERE ALIVE, RIGHT?!" He screamed, holding back sobs.
"Oh, yes, there alive." He noted, turning to the door. "There's just one thing."
A woman walked into the door, in a lab coat.
Erens eyes widened. "...?!"
The man smiled like a devil. "Ones on my side."
"... Hello, Eren. " Felice whispered.
"Felice, I'll bring in the dose. The guards outta strap him up, okay?" The man said bluntly, walking out the door. The guards immediately went for Eren, who was screaming and kicking with the strength of a bear.
"Don't even try, Eren. I've dosed them with the strength of the lower level of god." Felice noted, the slap of her gloves being put on where unnoticed.
"You..." Eren started, glaring at her. "You! YOU! WHY DID YOU DO THIS?!" He screamed as he was latched onto the table, thrashing around with pure rage in his mind and eyes. "WHAT ABOUT HANNES?! HUH?!" He screeched, and if you looked close enough, Felice's eyes widened and her body flinched at the words.
"He loved you..." He murmured, shaking in anger. "And you were actually this?!" Eren sighed, and shook his head. "What bullshit. I feel bad for you, actually." He smirked, and stared at her with pity and a mixture of silliness and anger in them. "You just threw away something that could be worth all of the crap you have here." He spat, and the man came back in, Felice's head snapped up, serious, but Eren knew she was shaken up.
Eren looked where Felice looked, and his eyes widened, seeing the needle with a glowing liquid in it. "Let's keep him awake. Make him feel the pain rushing through his veins." He noted, one guard holding his arm down. "NO!" Eren screamed, trying with all his might to pick his arm up. "I DONT WANT THIS!"
"You don't get a choice, Subject 404, " the man stated, "You never had a real life. You never had a choice. And," he inserted the needle in.
"You'll never be the same."
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Eren screeched, tears falling out accidentally. It hurt, it felt like his whole body was being shot and lit on fire, and people were shaving of his skin. It was pulsing through his veins, rushing down his blood stream.
Felice looked away, and the man didn't take notice of it. He just watched Eren be in agonizing pain. "Eren, I must congratulate you. Do you want to know what we put into you? It's been put in fantasy books, you know." He noted.
Eren looked over, looking the exact opposite of what the man thought he would look like. He didn't look dead; he looked alive more than he ever had before. His eyes were full of the want of revenge. "... What?" He rasped out, eyes red and muscles pulsing.
The man came out of his little coma, and smirked. "The ability to become a Titan."
"Drop off in approximately 120 seconds." The voice over the radio called, covered in the noise of a jet flying. In the bottom of the jet, Eren was unconscious and his hands were tied up.
All of a sudden, a large conveyer belt was let out, and Erens body started to roll. His locket on his wrist rubbed against the rope, and it started to rip.
"Inserting Subject 404 into Arena. Dropped off at the downtown area." The radio reported again, letting Eren tumble. The assistant got up from his seat, and climbed down the ladder. He kicked Eren hard, causing him to gasp and cough out blood, now wide awake. He quickly cut of the rope from Erens wrists, then glare meeting glare.
The assistant pilot smirked evilly. "Bye, Subject 404." He grabbed him by his arm, wrapping them around Erens back and hanging him over the edge. The wind whipped Erens hair around, he still a bit shaken. "Or, should I say," the man released Eren, making him fall through the blue, steady sky at an unforgivable speed. "Monster."
When Eren landed, the innocent dumpster had broken into thousands of pieces. He had fallen though the trash bundled in the container immediately, and hit the concrete with unstoppable force. He held in a scream as he felt his bones trying to break from the pressure. He could barely get up, struggling with his back and muscles in his arms.
When he heard voices in the distance, he knew he didn't have time. He struggled, but he was confused at the same time. This was new terrain to him. Where's the jungle he expected? The nature? What's with this concrete one? It's like the bad part of town.
... It was a bad part of town.
"Hey, newbie here. Take em' out." A voice commented behind Eren, and he whipped his head around. Eren saw three men, one bulky and tan, with a ripped tank top and baggy pants. The second was scrawny and pale, with crystal blue eyes, a regular t-shirt and some ripped blue jeans. The last one, in the middle, was glaring at Eren. He had red eyes, and usually green hair. He wore a gray beanie, and some swim shorts. He also wore a belt that had only a knife in it, while the others had guns and grenades in theirs. When Eren tried to look closer, he was shocked. The man had a tongue that slithered out that had two triangles at the end, that shook and then went back in.
"W-Who are you?!" He yelled, trying with all his might not to shake in confusion and fear. He thought he wouldn't been better, after seeing all of those creatures, but this was as if he was just kidnapped. He really didn't know anything.
"No one you'll ever see again." He spat, sending the robust man over. Eren tried to crawl away, but his legs wouldn't move. A side effect, maybe? Damn meds! These guys... Eren tried to believe they had some remorse, but he was wrong. He saw the coldness in the mans eyes. The hate. The realization that he was actually going to die there. The man pulled out a gun, and put it to Erens head.
"Are you scared to die?" The voice bellowed, loading the gun. He looked into Erens eyes, looking for fear, anything. But Eren wouldn't show it. He'd only show unwavering confidence.
"Nope." He smiled, as if he was happy. He even laughed a little. "I'm scared to live." He whispered, and closed his eyes.
"Eren, live for me."
Eren flinched, hearing Hannes voice in the back of his head.
"If you can't live for yourself... Live for me, okay? Please."
Eren tried to ignore the voice, but he couldn't. He had promised Hannes. His last wish, since he probably wouldn't ever see him again. Live for him. Not for yourself, Eren.
He flashed open his eyes, a fire set ablaze in them. He jumped up, and smirked. "But, I won't die without a fight!" He yelled, putting his fists in the air.
The pale ones eyes glowed, and in a robot voice, murmered; "Subject 404. Dropped 27 minutes ago. Was in Hunt for two years and 8 hours. Been sentenced for life. Strength, close combat and bow. Parents are deceased. Weak spots are the back of his neck and his gut." The man confirmed, and the robust man nodded. Eren was shocked, how could such a person know so much about him by just looking at him?!
"Great, why the fuck are such low-life's like you trying to rack up points on newbies?" A girls voice murmered, and the middle man rolled his eyes, turning around.
"Why, Thea, what a nice day to meet you. And, yes, we don't like others being on our streets." He commented slyly, and made Eren confused. This girl stopped his death by talking. Wow. That's lame.
"Yeah, but this is my lane," she spit out, cracking her knuckles. "Get the fuck out." She commented, and the boy looked back. He sighed.
"Whatever babe, call me up sometime though." He winked, and she rolled her eyes, walking right past them. He trotted up to Eren, but he felt embarrassed to be saved by any other woman besides Felice.
Felice.
He shook the thought off his mind, and looked up.
The girl had brown chocolate hair that went down to her elbows, and olive green eyes. She wore a Japanese high school uniform, which Eren had no idea where she had got it, and black knee high leather boots. Not matching, but you weren't picky here, Eren guessed. she was about five eight, and looked about seventeen. "Hey, you getting up? I'm not gonna be near ya the whole time." She commented, offering a hand to Eren.
Eren got up himself, trying to convince himself that he wasn't in pain. "I can get up myself, jeez," he snarled, rubbing his back. The girl rolled her eyes, and held out her arm.
"Names Thea, if you didn't hear from before, I'll be your guide for a day, then I'm done. I don't like partnership." She noted, and Eren nodded.
"Names Eren... Don't worry, I don't either." He replied, and started to limp over to the wall near her. "So, what is this place?"
"The Arena. Not what you'd expect, huh? It's a computer regulated hell where there's 2000 acres of complete chaos. This place is a concrete jungle, it's like living in the city. And," he murmered, "The government here is pretty shitty too." She commented.
"Government? Were in an arena, how fucking complicated is it? Stay alive. That's all." He said, and she shook her head in disapproval.
"This is survival of the fittest. This is do or die. This is winner takes it all. That's the world you now live in, Eren. The higher ups beat the lowers. Were ants facing giants." She sighed. "Come on. I'll take you to my shelter, and I'll explain the way we live now."
Eren was lead over to a thrift shop a few blocks away from the alley he was in, and went inside. The windows were shattered, and there wasn't much things inside the shop.
"I know it looks like shit, but it's the employees only section that's my house. If your house ain't hidden, your gettin robbed. Remember that." Thea commented, and pulled out a moldy golden key, and unlocked the door next to the cash register.
Behind the door was a few mattresses, a pantry, a mini fridge, some blankets and pillows, a toilet and a sink, and some shelfs with random items on it. It was a small square room, but Thea walked in the room as if it was a mansion. She flopped down on one of the mattresses, and reached across it to open the mini fridge. She barely managed to look up and mumbled, "Make yourself at home." With a wrapper in between her teeth.
Eren just stared at the object, as if it was an alien to him. Thea chuckled. "I forgot, you don't get some good food in the Hunt, do ya?" She noted, throwing over a Clif bar over to him. "There not an unlimited supply, so eat it carefully. You must be hungry." She commented, and Eren snatched the energy bar. He ripped it apart, and examined it for a bit. He then took a small bite, and you see the relaxation in his expression. Thea let out a giggle.
"Well, that's all for today. You got any questions for me?" She asked, getting a cup from the shelf and filling it with tap water.
"... Everything. Tell me everything about this place." Eren replied, taking a chunk out of the energy bar.
Thea took a gulp of the liquid, then sighing and laying it down on the ground. "I'll try to explain this as simple as possible. The moment you are dropped off here, you are as good as fresh meat. There is no second chances or mercy in these peoples dictionary. This place is about killing, killing to earn points. Stupid, huh? Points get you somewhere in life, besides living in the slumps. The more you have, the more you are respected. That's what the government here is for."
"In my definition, the government are some shitty ass dirt bags that need to grow a dick and learn that life isn't jewels and assistants, but basically it's the first people to come into the arena. They have the most points, and have a higher dosage of the 'special ability'. When you kill someone, you earn points. Depends on what kind of kill, but I won't go into detail because I could give less than a little piss. But, be careful. They are dangerous, harmful, and kill. Without hesitation. Even less than the guys you first encountered. They look at you, your no good."
"What was with those guys anyway?" Eren asked, throwing away the wrapper to the side of the mattress.
"Ah, yes, I forgot. You haven't figured out what your power is." She sighed, flipping back her hair. " The bulky guy had strength, a pretty common power, but the other two are new and rare. They'll probably go up fast. The man with that hideous beanie was a snake mix. Like the... Whatchamacallit... Those creature things back at the hunt, just with people instead. The thin pale one was one of those freaky dudes; he's like a computer that can know everything." She pointed at herself. "I have a lame ability, but it's something I can live with."
"... What is it?" Eren asked as if it was already supposed to be said.
"Oh, speed." She noted, "And hearing. I wouldn't known you weren't there if I hadn't heard the assholes. But, you did give that dumpster a bad day..." She commented, holding back a little.
Eren blushed from embarrassment. "Oh shut up, you've probably done worse!" He yelled, and Thea laughed.
"Whatever, man. Let's go find you a weapon." She explained, grabbing a gun without bullets. Eren was confused when she did that.
"Why aren't you loading any bullets into the pistol?" He asked carefully, scooting over to the door.
"Psh." She laughed a little, swinging the door open. "Believe it or not, I don't like killing people. It's just a threat to pipe the fuck down." She explained, walking out with her heels being the only noise as they both walked out the door.
