Chapter 7: Battle of the parking lot Part two: The playground the girl saw

-Thirty minutes earlier-

While a good portion of the students was sent off to fight off the invading thugs, an even bigger portion was clawing at the school's gym entrance. Unfortunately, the school's local rich kid was blocking the entrance as he tried to get his Lamborghini into the school, hoping to spare his precious car from the fate that befell so many other cars. "Come on! Help me push this god damn thing! It's worth more than any future scholarships you pussies can ever dream of earning! NOW PUSH!" The students, not wanting their clothes ruined pushed as hard as they could, they really did. Unfortunately, fate was an impatient mistress, and they were running out of time.

"INCOMING!" turning their heads to the source of the yell, the students stood in shock as a lone biker was heading for them, on his right was a sack full of eggs, just waiting to be tossed onto the poor students.

"WELL, WHAT ARE YOU WAITING FOR SLOWPOKES! HURRY UP SO WE CAN ALL GET INSIDE!" yelled the entitled scholar, throwing the poor students into a frenzy as they desperately tried to push the car through the narrow entrance, much to no avail. As they continued to push, the biker began to slow down so they could prepare to humiliate the students right in front of them. This did not go unnoticed by the elite squad.

"Hey! That jerk is slowing down!" One of the elite members yelled out at their teammates.

"But we're still too far to do anything!" Another said, running as fast at they could to stop the thug before they unleash hell onto the poor students.

"Shit! That jerks already getting ready to attack! We're too late!" suddenly, a gust of wind blew past the elite squad and tackled right into the thug, spilling the contents of their sack on the hot asphalt.

"Why you fucking bit-" The thug didn't get to finish his sentence before he was suddenly kicked in the gut causing them to stumble backward. Unfortunately, this was the only relief offered to the poor thug before being kicked in the legs, causing them to land directly on their stomach before their hands were tied up using zip ties. shocking the thug. "W-What are you?" the biker asked before being promptly kicked in the kidneys

"I'm Mikasa Ackerman bitch," The girl replied. After beating the absolute shit out of the biker she began to walk towards the main entrance, thinking to herself. 'Wait a minute, didn't my squad break that barrier already, what the hell is going on over there...?'.

"HEY, YOU!", Mikasa pointed a finger at herself wanting to confirm that the voice was speaking to her. "YEAH, YOU! COME HELP THESE HOPELESS WHELPS PUSH MY BRAND NEW CAR INTO THE GYM!" This caused Mikasa to pause. 'This guy almost got around 40 students egged because he wanted to keep his car fresh?'. Not wanting to resort to violence, Mikasa instead walked towards the rich boy to try to talk some sense into him.

"You could have gotten people hurt because of that car! Stop being a dick and let them through!" Mikasa said, hoping to speed this up as she had other priorities to worry about.

"SCREW THAT! MY DAD FUNDS THIS SCHOOL SO THAT MEANS I CAN TELL EVERYONE WHAT TO DO YOU BITCH!", The rich boy yelled. 'I'm so not in the mood for this bs, god this fucking headache sucks.'.

"Look I'm not in the mood to argue with you right now, just let the rest of our peers through so we can hurry up and finish this operation and-" suddenly she was cut off by the rich boy saying the one phrase you don't say to the Mikasa Ackerman.

"WHO THE FUCK DO YOU THINK YOU ARE, BOSSING ME AROUND AND SHIT! I OWN YOU!", She remembered that phrase. She remembers it all too well. While it came from the mouth of a different person, it was just the same story to her. Rich bozo thinks they can keep others down because they got wealthy, and she hated it. Oh, how she hated it...

"I'm sorry...what did you say to me?" Mikasa asked. Her absolute rage and hated masked under a calm collected tone, her eyes glaring daggers, no swords at the rich boy, who began to regret his choice in words.

"U-Uh, w-what I m-meant was u-uhh...JUMP HER BOYS!" Suddenly, two guys came out of the Lambo, cracking their knuckles in an attempt to intimidate Mikasa, when that didn't work they tried to smooth talk her. When that idea got shot down they decided to just rush and attempt to tackle her. Mikasa didn't so much as flinch as the boys ran toward her. When they got to her Mikasa suddenly fell to the ground and rolled like a log, causing two boys to fall over, with one of them losing some teeth in the process. When she finally got to the boy, who currently looked like he just saw a giant naked humanoid eat people, all she said was one single word.

"Move".

After the car was pushed out the way most of the students rushed to the safety of the gymnasium, with one student staying behind to thank Mikasa. As soon as they were all safe Mikasa began to run off, wanting to finish her tasks as fast as she could, when she started to get a feeling of "deja vu". 'Why...am I thinking of that day all of a sudden.'

-5 years ago-

Little Mikasa was playing with a ragdoll in her room, very invested in the game of house she had going on with 'Ms. Tina and Sir Rabbitman'. It was a good day for her.

"HOLY SHIT THAT'S A LOT OF MONEY! WHAT THE FUCK!?" That was until she heard her mother yell. Her parents weren't doing so well when it came to paying rent for their small apartment due to the recession going around the town. Her family's thrift shop going bankrupt due to a big retail center that was recently built in the area, making it impossible to compete with. The living conditions were already hard, with both her parents having to work minimum wage jobs to keep afloat. However, with a little brother coming into the picture, one of her parents would have to quit their job for a while, as Mikasa herself didn't know how to care for an infant. "Polo! Isn't there anything you can do to get a raise from your job!?" Her husband just nodded sadly before responding.

"I'm sorry Akitsu, I already tried but you know these people are. Hearing her husband's response, she could do nothing but sob into her husband's shoulder, the fact that she was also getting ready to bring another child into the world not helping at all. "Polo...what are we gonna do?"

"Mommy? Daddy?" the sound of Mikasa's soft but confused voice grabbed the attention of her parents.

"Mikasa, how much did you hear?" Polo asked, hoping to distract his daughter from their current money issues.

"Is everything okay? Did I do something bad?" Mikasa asked, worried that she caused her parents issues.

What? No no no! None of this is your fault sweety, Mommy and daddy are just worried about adult stuff, okay?" Polo assured his daughter, before finally coming up with an idea to distract her. "Say! Why don't you go play in the sandbox down the street! You've been meaning to build a sandcastle for Sir Rabbitman, Am I right?" This caused Mikasa to brighten up.

"Really!? Can I? Thank you, thank you, thank you!" Mikasa said before she grabbed a red bucket and shovel, along with Sir Rabbitman. As she ran out, Her parents hugged each other in an attempt to comfort each other. However, after a while, they heard a knock at the door.

"Shit, must be the landlord, stay here honey I'll try to talk with him," Polo said, opening the door to reveal a portly man in a stained tee shirt. Polo sighed, preparing himself as he started to explain why rent was a day late. "Mr. Robbins you gotta understand! Money has been extremely tight these last couple of months! Just give us a week and we'll get you the money by then I swear!" Mr. Robbins sighed in agitation, not happy that he couldn't take advantage of the poor family just yet.

"You listen and you listen good Mr. Ackerman, I can kick your family out on the street like the filthy rats you are," Mr. Robbins said, causing the Ackerman to flinch in an attempt to not strangle the man in front of them. "But...I'm a nice guy, So I'll give you another week." Polo sighed in relief, before feeling a fist in his gut, causing Akitsu to scream for her husband as Mr. Robbins continued to kick her husband. "Call this an early investment bitch. Mr. Robbins said before leaving the couple alone.

"Polo, we have to find a new place to live! I refuse to stand by and let that man push you around like some kind of ragdoll!

"Akitsu..."

"No! You don't get to just shoulder the burden on this one! This isn't about you anymore Polo! It's also about me, about us! It's about Mikasa and our baby Polo! Please!" Polo thought for a minute, for months he's been taking the pressure from their recent circumstances to protect his family from said burdens, only to realize that his pain is also causing pain for the rest of them. Polo sighed in defeat, deciding that he ought to get some help from an old friend.

"Get Grisha on the line,"

Meanwhile, Mr. Robbins was talking to his son Jackson Robbins. "Listen, son, those fucking rats aren't gonna keep playing me like a damn fiddle. If they want war, then we're going to hit right where it hurts!" he told his teenage son, who nodded in understanding.

"Well, what do you want me to do? His son said a smirk forming on his face. One that he received from his greedy father.

"I noticed the Ackerman's daughter heading towards the local playground," Mr. Robbins said, his voice leaking with maliciousness. "I want you to send a "Message" to those fucks using their precious little girl, got it?" Jackson nodded, with only one question on his mind.

"Can I bring my friends to help me out?"

"So tell me why we're visiting this place again? A small green-eyed boy asked his father.

"Because they need my help son, it's the right thing to do. You should know that by now," Grisha responded.

"Okay, but why am I coming along? I'm pretty sure I don't know crap about adult stuff," Eren said, not looking forward to the visit.

"Son, The Ackermans have a daughter name Mikasa, she's around your age and it would do you good to try to make her your friend you know?" Eren thought for a minute. A new friend? Who also happens to be a girl? Would that make her his girlfriend? What do girlfriends even do? Mom was dad's girlfriend at one point, so maybe she would want a family with him. Would she want to start a family with him...? Nahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.

"Hmph, only if she's cool, dad," Eren said, pushing his embarrassing thoughts into the back of his head.

"Eren. This is exactly why you only have one friend..." Grisha said, tired of his son being overdramatic.

"Hey, that just means that Armin is really cool!" Eren said as they arrived at the Ackerman's building. After being let into the apartment and introducing Eren to the Ackermans, Grisha asked the couple if Eren could hang out with their daughter, with the Ackermans stating that they let her go to the local playground and upon hearing that said playground had a sandbox, Eren rushed out of the apartment, filled with excitement. With his son out of the way Grisha dropped his playful tone and put on a worried tone.

"So why'd you call me?"

"We're having financial problems Grisha, we need your help."

"Why didn't you call your brother then? I'm not upset, I'm just confused as he seems to be the most likely option, you know?"

"Levi's also going through some stuff so I rather not bother him. That why we called you." Grisha sighed, rubbing his temples as he already began to think of some solutions to the Ackerman's problems.

"Alright. Start from the beginning."

Mikasa was busy building a small castle for Sir Rabbitman, making sure that every nook and cranny was to the stuffed bunnies liking. She was so focused on building the perfect sandcastle that she didn't notice three teenagers walking towards her.

"Hey, you!" Mikasa snapped her head towards the source of the voice, a confused expression on her face. "Are you the Ackermans daughter?" her parents always told her to never talk to strangers as they were never up to any good. But they knew her name, surely they couldn't be strangers. right? So she decided to ignore every alarm going off in her mind and decided to answer them.

"yeah," Mikasa said nervously, scared of the smile that formed on Jacksons' face.

"Good to know. You know, your daddy owes a lot of money to my dad, Jackson said as he and his friends started to circle the young girl making her nervous. "Heres the thing. I don't like it when people take advantage of my fathers' hospitality, and your stupid rat of a father is doing just that," Jackson said with a sneer in his voice.

"H-Hey! D-Don't call my dad stupid!" Mikasa said in an attempt to defend her father's dignity. Jackson's expression changed, now looking at the young Ackerman with a glare. He took a step forward and only said a single phrase before acting on his plans.

"I guess you're no different then." with a snap of his fingers Jackson and his friends began to kick at Mikasa's sandcastle.

"H-Hey! Stop!"

"Not a chance you rat! We're gonna stop when we say so!" Jackson said as he kicked sand onto Mikasa's face, causing tears to form in her eyes.

"Take this you filth! You and your stupid family deserve this!" one of the teenagers said as they grabbed the bucket and shovel Mikasa owned and threw it over a nearby fence.

"Aw is the little girl gonna cry? That's so hilarious!" the young girl just shut her eyes 'maybe if I just let them hurt me for just a bit longer they would get bored and leave me alone,' she thought, just wanting this torment to end.

"Hey, What the hell is this thing?" Mikasa's eyes widened as soon she heard Jackson say that. She couldn't believe it, would they be so cruel, so evil, so full of hate...that they would be willing to hurt Sir Rabbitman?

"Well, what do we have here?" Jackson said as he held the rabbit plush in his hands.

"W-Wait! P-Please no!" Mikasa said as she tried to get her plushie back from the bully, only to be held back by his two friends.

"Awww, does the little rat want her toy back? Jackson said as he began to pull on the rabbit's head.

"PLEASE STOP IT!" Mikasa begged, no Mikasa screamed, She couldn't lose her bunny plush. She just couldn't!

"You want your bunny back?

"PLEASE-"

"You want your bunny back!?"

"-STOP IT!"

"THEN YOU CAN HAVE IT!" the sound of fabric being ripped filled Mikasa's ears. Looking at the severed head of Sir Rabbitman she could do nothing but weep. She had lost her favorite plushie, the one she had since her parents gave it to her when she was born. At the sight of the little girl crying, Jackson could do nothing but smirk. "We're not done yet brat. Richard, Sam, make sure she doesn't leave while I go get the permanent marker from the bikes, alright?"

"You got it, boss!" both of the teens responded as Jackson left. As the boy left, his two friends started to discuss what they wanted to write on to the poor girl's face. But Mikasa didn't care about that anymore. Nothing mattered to her anymore. She had lost her favorite plushie. She felt alone. She felt cold. No one was going to help her...No one is going to save her...

"E-Excuse me?" the two boys looked at the source at the voice, a small green-eyed boy who looked scared.

"What the hell do you want brat?"

"I-I'm lost and...I-I don't know where to g-go..." the two boys looked at each other, both of them thinking the same thing, 'Another victim'

"Well then...Why don't you let us help you-" As Richard put his hand on the boy's head, ready to pull on his hair, he suddenly felt a jolt of pain around his groin. Looking down all he saw was the boy's foot lowering itself. With a cold fury in the boy's eyes, he spoke.

"Thank you, sir, you can help me by squirming in pain like the worms you are." and just like that, Richard fell to the floor, foaming at the mouth due to the sheer amount of pain they had just experienced.

"W-What the hell!?" before Sam could even process what was happening, The boy just walked behind a wooden fence, starting at the boy as if to challenge him. "YOU SON OF A BITCH! COME BACK HERE!" sam started to run towards the fence, ready to drop-kick the child, but before they reached the fence, the boy returned holding a red bucket filled the brim with rocks he found nearby in one hand and a small shovel in the other.

With a mighty war cry that only a nine-year-old could muster, the boy tossed the bucked right at sam's face, causing the teenager to fall and chip one of their teeth. Before they could even process what was happening, the green-eyed demon started to stomp on the boy's chest, all while screaming at them.

"YOU GUYS ARE A BUNCH DOUCHEBAGS! NO, YOUR WORSE! YOU'RE A BUNCH OF DICKS! JUST FUCK OFF!" Mikasa saw this. She saw someone around her age mercilessly beat the living hell out of 2 teenagers. She couldn't believe it! But underneath the feeling of hope, there was also a feeling of dread. Was she next? Can this boy beat Jackson? What if he teams up with Jackson? "It's okay..." Mikasa was snapped out of her thoughts by a soft tone coming from the boy. "Your safe now, they can't hurt you anymore..." the boy walked to and kneeled to her level, wiping off some of the sand that got stuck in her hair. "Your name's Mikasa, right? My name's Eren, My parents are friends with yours apparently, you doing alright?" Mikasa didn't respond, instead, thinking of the third bully. Had he taken care of him? She had to know, for their sakes.

"What happened to the third one?"

"What?"

-SNAP-

Turning their heads to the origin of the sound, they see none other than Jackson, with a permanent marker in hand.

"WHAT THE FUCK!? WHO DID THIS!? WAS IT YOU BRAT!?" Wasting no time, Eren lunged towards the bucket filled with rocks in an attempt to save Mikasa and himself from the enraged teenager. But before he could pick it, Jackson stomped on the young boy's hand, causing him to yelp in pain. Eren suddenly felt his body being lifted and slammed into the nearby fence. "FUCK YOU BRAT! I'LL KICK YOUR ASS FOR THIS!" Using one arm to hold onto Eren, Jackson began to punch the shit out of Eren, and all Mikasa could do was watch.

"FIGHT!" Mikasa looked at Eren, A mixture of determination and fear on his face.

"KILL OR BE KILLED! IF YOU DON'T FIGHT THEN YOU DIE! BUT IF YOU SURVIVE YOU CAN WIN!" 'H-he wants me to fight? B-But I-I'm weak, w-what can I do...?" then Mikasa remembered something, She remembers watching her favorite YouTuber lose a duel worth five million dollars because they gave up, She remembered watching a pigeon lose a slice of pizza to a crow because it was too afraid to fight back. 'It's always been like this hasn't it...the strong prey on the weak and the weak lose,' She then remembered the times her mother tended to her father's wounds after visits. 'I've just been looking the other way all this time.'

She glared at the boy hurting eren, if he was the hunter, then she wouldn't be his prey any longer. 'Fight!' Mikasa grabbed the bucket filled with rocks, rushing at the bully. 'Fight!' Mikasa began to swing the bucket, building up momentum. 'FIGHT!' with a mighty yell, Mikasa threw the bucket right into the back of Jackson's head, knocking him out.

Eren woke up a couple of seconds later to the sight of Mikasa looking at him with worried eyes, at first, he was confused but then realization dawned on him. "Oh my god...you just rocked his shit..." Mikasa just looked down in shame, not taking pride in the fact that she had to resort to violence.

"That was so cool!" on the outside Mikasa's face remained unchanged. On the inside, she was flustered at Eren's comment.

"I-It was nothing... t-thanks for saving me"

"Ah it was no biggie, I deal with bullies all the time!" Eren replied, before noticing a sad expression on the young Ackerman's face.

"Hey, why the long face?"

"Those jerks ripped off Sir Rabbitmans head... I won't be able to play with him anymore..." Mikasa replied, choking out a sob.

"H-Hey don't cry! I can um... I can fix him!" Mikasa stopped crying after hearing that. Could Sir Rabbitman be saved?

"Y-You can fix him?"

"S-Sure! I know just the place!"

To be continued...

Author's note

Holy crap guys this could be my longest chapter to date! I originally wanted to make this chapter longer but I didn't have enough time to finish it. So in the meantime, I hope you enjoyed this meeting between our two love birds- I mean friends! Until then see you next time! (Also since I can't find any official names for Mikasa's parents. If you can guess where I got their names from then your a legend!)