Chapter 2 is up earlier than I said since I was on a roll and was really excited. I wanted to pump out this chapter ASAP for you guys and made it longer than I ever have written. Just as a FYI if you see line/page breaks in here, it's just switching perspectives between characters. Also you may have noticed how the boy calls and sees things differently than Levi. He called aberrant beasts since he doesn't know what they are whereas Levi does but they mean the same thing.

Also warning for gore, so if you're weak in the stomach, readers be advised.

Without further ado! ENJOY!


The order was very clear: go up the mountain peak, investigate the area for any clues about the whereabouts of the mysterious "hunter" that had suddenly appeared clearing the mountain and provide a safe haven for the village that resided near the base of the mountain and get out. Levi knew something was strange about the whole situation. For one, all the hunters that were sent out on missions were either with the council or were registered under the farming pact that was made between Purebloods and any residing human settlements in the area. Hunters consisted of either noble and knight class vampires and any capable man left to fight. This queer exchange was on a very thin line and required that humans provided their blood to higher class vampires as "feeders" in exchange for their protection.

Resources, shelter, food and safety was all provided to humans by vampires behind the walls and anyone unlucky enough to be stuck on the outside of any of the three walls was left to the creatures that dwelled beyond. Wall Maria, Rose, and Sina had their own designated Pureblood vampire who was in control of the wall. They provide the necessities for both vampires and humans and each consisted of one of the three elders that ruled the vampire council ruling over each wall.

Levi, being a pureblood himself, found the whole thing to be quite a nuisance. He didn't understand why the damn council had to be full of snobby old men who only wanted to satiate their own lustful desires. He honestly was tired of the whole thing and couldn't be bothered with all the "aristocracy" and hypocrisy of it all. Although he was considered to be one of the remaining purebloods, Levi found no merit in having his own "feeder" and building his own horde. It all seemed so petty to confine humans only to fuck and feed on them whenever he wanted. He would rather chew on his limbs then resort to such actions; it seemed to remind him of a child with a magnifying glass burning off the wings of a firefly.

All in all, it was boring and not to his tastes. Though he may have lived in the underbelly of the walls for about twenty years, he was accustomed to the comings and goings of what really happened within the walls. He saw it all; rape, murder, death, human trafficking not to mention other vampires taking a nice piss all over the so called "pact" that was made. Nothing was ever respected and in his world it was clear cut; black and white.

Levi knew that going on this mission was not to ensure the safety of village, rather to investigate the recent horde of aberrants that had started to grow in numbers and surround the village east of Wall Rose and cut them down just to preserve what little was left of the pact. Erwin had chewed him out, forcing him to go and take care of the damn thing himself. He could remember the whole conversation and his blood began to boil in anger and annoyance.

"Do you have any idea what time is it Erwin?" Levi growled at Erwin in annoyance as he was abruptly forced awake earlier by none other than Isabel bursting into his quarters at the ass crack of dawn. She had so graciously pulled the covers from his bed and boomed in a loud, chipper voice to gets his lazy ass out of bed and that Erwin wanted to see him. During that moment Levi wanted to sever Erwin's dick off for disturbing his slumber. He hadn't been sleeping well the last ten years and no matter the amount of sleep he desperately tried to get, it was never enough. He always ended up tossing and turning, recollecting his thoughts of the past and how he was always hungry. Hungry for what, he didn't know, just that his stomach and fangs would ache and his throat always remained parched.

"Yes I do Levi, but what I have to tell you is more important than your beauty sleep." Erwin chided as he turned towards Levi in his chair. He fiddled with a few papers on his desk, rearranging them to how he liked then set them aside on a larger pile towards his left to focus his attention completely towards Levi.

Erwin's pale blonde hair was as perfect as Levi remembered and his bushy eyebrows were as annoying as ever. His arctic blue orbs boring holes into Levi, observing his annoyance as Levi started fidgeting under the scrutiny and tapping his black combat boot against the mahogany floorboards in irritation.

"Well, get on with it Erwin. You're starting to piss me off with your damn staring and creepy ass leering." Levi barked as he glared at Erwin as a small form of retaliation for the sudden burst of news. Levi knew what type of man Erwin was, and Erwin being Erwin meant that there was something going on for him to summon Levi so early in the day.

"You do know of Shiganshina district that resides east of Wall Rose near the mountain there right Levi?" Erwin chuckled at Levi's crude remarks and irritation.

"Yeah, what about that shithole?" Levi grumbled as he relaxed slightly, his shoulders unwinding and his usual frown residing. He crossed his arms trying to regain his composure and focus on what Erwin was trying to get at. He never knew what Erwin was thinking and never even bothered to try. Erwin was one big mystery and always knew what other people were thinking even before they themselves did which creeped him out. Relaxing his body would help curbed Erwin's habit of reading his body language and hopefully not piss Levi off anymore than Erwin usually did.

"There have been reports from the villagers that someone has been living at the top of the mountain exterminating aberrants of their own accord. The reports said that this person may be human and based on what witnesses have reported, it doesn't sound like one of our hunters. They don't even seem to be registered under the legislation as a hunter. I looked into it and couldn't find anyone who fit the description given." Erwin calmly explained. He relaxed into his chair and leaned back observing Levi and closed his eyes before leaning forward to continue.

"I want you to take your squad, ride east and check out the area to see what's going on there. Report anything unusual and if you can, try to see who our little 'helper' may be."

"Does it matter who the hell it is? They're doing us a favour and personally I couldn't give a shit who did it. They're doing a goddamn public service and working way more than half of the fat ass snob vampires here put together." Levi bantered playfully as he slowly made his way towards a soft, plush chair and sat down, knowing that Erwin was about to start on one of his long winded lectures.

Erwin sighed in irritation, feeling a slight headache ebb its way in, making his eyes hurt from the bright beam of sunlight that snuck into the room through the window behind him. The warm sun rays casting a sense of warmth that engulfed his back as it beamed down on him.

"Just get it done Levi. We need to see who is acting on their own and why. What purpose does this individual have for risking their life without reward? What drives them to reside in isolation and kill? I want to know who they are and what intentions they have. Anything that threatens our peace must be dealt with." Erwin warned as his voice was firm and his body became rigid.

Levi sat quietly mulling over what Erwin said. Who cares about the purpose. Aberrants are a nuisance to both vampires and humans, Levi thought. "Anyone crazy enough to kill them, especially a human, warrants praise for being ballsy enough to take them out in my opinion." Levi huffed.

"Levi, I'm not asking. This is an order. I want you to bring them in and I want that village secure. Is that clear?" Erwin commanded. His overbearing aura and eyes bore into Levi, challenging him to question him or deviate from his plans.

"Yeah I got it, no need to get all pissy on me Erwin. I'll get it done." Levi relented. He swiftly got up from his seat and walked towards the door to leave the office as quickly as possible to escape the stifling pressure of Erwin's aura and commanding tone. He reached the door and was ready to leave when he heard Erwin speak once more in a grim tone.

"There's none I trust more than you to get this job done Levi. I can't risk trusting anyone but you. For the sake of my sanity." Erwin appealed in a soft tone. His voice tampered off near the end of sentence and Levi had to strain his hearing just to catch the last bit of what Erwin practically whispered.

Looking back on it now as he was riding his horse out in the cold, he remembered Erwin looking more worn out than he usually did. He almost missed the small details giving away Erwin's slight distress; the dark bags under his eyes, his paler than usual complexion, his shirt being more wrinkled and the end of one of the buttons on his shirt loose and hanging limply ready to fall at the smallest jostle.

Levi was suddenly brought back from his musings by a wet, cold, ball of snow impacting with the back of his head, causing his horse to jump, snow to fly and a horrendous cackle to disrupt the peace.

"GODDAMMIT HANJI STOP ACTING LIKE A CHILD FOR ONCE!" Levi bellowed in anger. He brushed off the remaining snow on his shoulders and shrugged off his fur coat clear of any ice and snow that stuck to the ends of the fur. The green of the survey corps coat deepening to a darker emerald green due to the snow melting slightly from his warm temperature.

Levi sighed in irritation as Hanji continued to cackle madly while she grabbed her sides in mirth and pure enjoyment at his annoyance. Her pony tail swaying as she jostled her horse and her glasses falling askew during her laughing.

"Oh come one! Lighten up Levi poo! Enjoy the snow and have some fun. You should really consider getting laid, maybe it'll fix that grumpy attitude of yours." She sung as she poked Levi's face with her index finger as a slight jab at his lack of love life and to annoy him as much as possible since she knew of his sense of hygiene and priority towards cleanliness.

"Hanji, I swear if you don't get your dirty, shit covered finger out of my face right now I'll cut the damn thing off." Levi growled. His eyes turning a cobalt blue in anger and overtaking the usual stormy silver grey of his eyes. His fangs protruding from his gums as he snarled, making his annoyance as clear as day. He had tried many times to shake the damn woman off and to get the message to lay off using his menacing glare that worked on lower class vampires, but she was accustomed to such treatment over the years they worked together so it never deterred her from teasing him.

"Okay Mr. badass vampire, calm down. No need to get your panties in a bunch. I was just lightening the mood since the rest of your squad is too busy either admiring your ass or having something stuck up THEIR ass." Hanji giggled as she turned behind her towards the rest of the group.

"And I mean you Oluo!" Hanji goaded in a playful tone of voice all the while snickering.

"Huh! What did you say Zoe? Say that again, I dare you!" Oluo barked. His face distorted as he tried desperately to imitate Levi's usual scowl, his eyebrows scrunching together in a pathetic attempt at expressing his anger and Levi's face.

"Oh shut up Oluo, everyone knows that you're trying too hard to imitate Captain Levi." Petra exasperated as she pulled her horse closer to Oluo's and smacked the back of his head in annoyance. Oluo was about to retort when he bit his tongue and a small groan could be heard from his clumsiness.

"Good, maybe that'll shut him up." Gunther laughed as he observed Petra scolding Oluo and handing him a handkerchief as he tried to stop the bleeding from his tongue.

Levi simply observed his squad bickering and felt a sense of peace and familiar tranquility settle amongst the small group as they ascended the tall mountain and felt at ease. He trusted this squad completely and to have them tag along made the trip all the more tolerable in the cold.

"So Captain, how much further until we reach the designated area?" Eld inquired as the noise settled down and the team went back to a comfortable silence, the only noise being the occasional sound of the horses neighing and the crunch of the snow beneath their hooves.

"Soon by the looks of it. The report said that the 'hunter' lives at the top of the mountain. Judging by how long we've been out here and the steady decrease of the temperature, I'd say we'll be arriving soon." Levi answered.

"Let's pick up the pace, it's already mid-afternoon and it's starting to get cloudy up here." Levi concluded. He wanted to get out of the cold and back as soon as possible, especially with all the aberrants running around, they couldn't risk being out in the open for too long. The longer they went the more tired and cold the horses would be and he didn't want to get suddenly ambushed out in the open without any assurance of his squad's safety.

"How long do you think this 'hunter' has been doing this for? And for what reason?" Petra inquired. Her horse trotted next to Levi's and he could tell from her tone of voice that she was genuinely concerned and curious about the person in question.

"We're not sure, but Erwin thinks for at least a year but nothing's conclusive. Nothing was reported until about a year ago but that wasn't until the town noticed, so God knows how long this has been going on for." Levi declared as he turned towards Petra and addressed her question. He pulled the reins of his horse when he felt that his steed was turning in a slightly different direction and peering off the trail, ensuring that his horse would go back on track and follow the path ahead.

"But why would someone just kill aberrants all alone way up in the mountains, and outside Wall Rose of all places? It doesn't make sense. This area is practically destitute besides Shiganshina, there's not a lot of human settlements in this area. Not to mention they're probably by themselves judging by what the reports said." Petra wondered.

"Hmm, I wouldn't say that it doesn't make any sense." Hanji chimed in.

"What do you mean Hanji?" Petra asked.

"Well if you think about it, some things add up. For one, this person decided to be all alone up in the mountain rather than stay with the rest of town of Shiganshina, another is that this person is capable of taking down aberrants without any hunter training or equipment and you have to consider the fact that this person is possibly doing this for a very specific reason." Hanji speculated. She pushed up her glasses as she usually did when she was thinking, which turned out to be an unconscious habit she had that Levi found to be an odd quirk, but he strangely thought that it suited Hanji's personality and inquisitive nature.

"So what you're saying is that this person is a hermit, psycho who likes killing aberrants?" Levi hinted at after Hanji's long explanation.

"No dumbass, just that this person chose to remain isolated, perhaps they're trying to keep Shiganshina out of it and that's why they're not going back into town. Maybe they felt that they couldn't stand living there, or maybe something horrible happened to make them feel resentment towards the town. These are just speculations, but to have the will and determination to remain up in the mountains killing aberrants all alone says something about the motivation behind all of this. Perhaps it's revenge, who really knows." Hanji concluded.

Levi couldn't say anything after that. Not when it hit so close to home, not after what he had been through. He simply allowed Hanji's words to echo in the back of his mind as he directed his horse to continue forward. Levi could see the peak of the mountain, finally after four hours going up, he could see in the distance a small run down cabin of sorts near the clearing.

"Alright everyone, there's a cabin up ahead, let's stop to see what we can find out. Everyone move out." Levi commanded. He lightly tapped his horse with his foot to kick his steed in a faster trot now that they were nearing the cabin.

When they arrived Levi and his squad dismounted allowing the horses a few moments of rest and he grabbed his favourite sabre that was tied to the satchel on his horse. He tied the thread of the scabbard of his sword to his belt and swiftly pulled out his Glock 20 handgun pistol from his holster for easy access.

"Alright we're scoping the area for any potential threats. Our priority is the target 'hunter' not killing every single damn aberrant we see. Got that? I don't want to lose any men out here, especially to these low breed bastards. Are we clear?" Levi instructed.

"Roger mc. Roger mon Capitan!" Hanji squealed with delight. She hopped into the air and skipped with excitement at the prospect of more aberrants to capture and study as she usually did. Her odd interest in those vile creatures always confused Levi. They were ugly and disgusting and he found them to be very stupid, not worth his time, so why Hanji liked them so much he never understood.

"Eld, Gunther you'll be guarding outside to ensure none of these bastards catch us by surprise. Oluo see if you can find any tracks outside around here, Hanji and Petra you're with me." Levi instructed.

Everyone saluted with their hands over their hearts, bodies straight and fist above their heart to show their loyalty and confirmation of their orders, then separated. Petra and Hanji followed closely behind Levi as instructed. They approached the cabin carefully, all on high alert and ready for any potential surprise attacks. They raised their guns, and surrounded the door with Levi at the front ready to kick down the door. They waited, listening for any sound or semblance of activity that could indicate if the cabin was occupied or empty. With a quick hand gesture, Levi ensured that it was safe and he kicked down the rusty wooden door.

The door groaned under the pressure of his kick and gave way, slamming on the floor with a loud thud, the hinges of the door hanging on the frame. The darkness of the cabin gave it an eerie atmosphere and provided no insight on what was inside. They entered carefully, each step they made creating a groan of the wood under their feet. He leaned on the old boards. They felt thin and veined, frozen by a hundred winters, baked by a hundred summers. They smelled of dust and mold. The inside was just as dreary as the outside, providing no sense of comfort.

More than likely this was a place just for someone to rest in, the state of the inside told Levi that the cabin was not looked after and not maintained. Ragged, half torn, dirty carpets covered the floor, a room off to the side was barely big enough to exhale into and seemed to only have one small single size bed with the mattress being in a state of decay. The mattress was almost in tatters with the stuffing popping out near the corners and clearly had a previous owner judging by the stains littering the thing.

A single light burned from a small candle that was close to being snuffed out with the wax molding into the broken wardrobe, casting light on a chintz couch and an antique Quaker chair, clearly either stolen from an abandoned home or given by the state of the furniture. Scratch marks and gashes could be seen on closer inspection engraved onto the wooden chair and couch.

The walls were no better than the bedroom, crumbling rock walls made of cement were holding the cabin in place and were housing many cobwebs and dead bugs. Velvet tattered drapes framed the windows, the inner curtains remained shut, not allowing any daylight to enter. A fireplace sat in the middle of the main family room, providing some warmth in the otherwise dead cabin.

What little wood was used to maintain the fire was long gone and a small bundle of twigs sat near the hearth pathetically. Broken glass and dishes could be seen littering a small round table, probably where someone would eat given the amount of food stains that covered the table. Yellow stained papers cluttered the floor, drawings and hand drawn maps of some kind littered the floor and coal was scattered all over, most likely used to draw and use for writing. Overall, the whole cabin was worn out and on the verge of collapsing.

Levi scrunched his face in disgust at the state of the living conditions of the whole room. Everything was caked in dust and mold, stale bread and dried meat was left out haphazardly showing some signs of rotting. Someone was clearly here judging by the candle and food, however they must have been gone for a few days based on how the food was still relatively edible, bedsides the slight mold on one side of the meat.

"My God, how could someone live like this? It feels so dead in here." Petra lamented in a soft tone. She seemed genuinely upset given by her scent and her sorrowful expression. She was looking specifically at the torn blankets and tattered carpets as she asked, clearly indicating her soft nature and empathy.

"Well whoever they are, are clearly someone young," Hanji informed quietly. She was standing near the fireplace inspecting the papers that littered the carpet like tiny ants on the ground when she offered her insight.

"What do you mean Hanji? How can you tell?" Levi questioned. He turned to Hanji in confusion thinking that it was very odd how she could speculate something like that so quickly. He walked towards her, passing by Petra to get a clearer view on what she was looking at.

"Here, see these papers? The handwriting is very messy and looks like a child's writing. Take a look." Hanji handed him one of the many papers to inspect. He took it from her gingerly and looked to see what she meant. The letters were crooked and large and seemed to be slanted. There were many spelling errors and many words had been scratched out with a heavy, strong line. Other odd markings and odd symbols cluttered the page making the writing almost illegible.

"Just because the writing is large and the letters are crooked doesn't mean a kid wrote them. They obviously were using coal and the chunks were large so of course the handwriting would be shit. Have you seen Oluo's writing? Not to mention you always say my writing looks like someone was trying to hold their piss in while taking a dump at the same time," Levi grumbled recollecting Hanji's clipped words about his handwriting.

Despite Levi's attempt at humor and his calm demeanour, Hanji seemed serious. Her expression grave, her eyes downcast and lips set into a thin line, which was odd for Hanji considering her usual upbeat happy nature. She remained quiet for a few minutes and didn't respond to his light jab and Levi wondered if she would say anything until she suddenly turned to him.

"Look over there." She stated simply as she pointed towards the floor near the fireplace. Levi walked passed Hanji to inspect what she had been referring to. There, hidden underneath the tattered end of the carpet was a small shoe, the size clearly indicating that only a child would be able to wear it.

"Shit, things just got a whole lot more fucked up than I thought." Levi cursed with a sense of sadness. How could a child live through this he wondered.

Petra remained quite at the new revelation and walked towards the shoe and stared at it a few minutes before bending to pick it up and held it in her nimble fingers. She simply stared at the shoe then closed her eyes and placed her palm over the shoe to concentrate. She was resonating with the object to track the child which was one of her many abilities as a knight class vampire.

"He was here only two days ago. He left in a rush slightly angry, I think he was headed further up based on what I felt and saw." She lamented softly as she let go of the shoe and turned solemnly towards Levi with a grim expression on her face.

"Why did he leave?" Levi questioned. He ignored Petra's grim expression. Unlike Petra's soft nature and kind heart, Levi was used to the harsh realities of the world and understood what someone would have to do in order to survive. He felt that somehow he understood this child more now, especially knowing that once he was the same.

"I think I know where he went. Judging from the maps he drew, he was heading further up the mountain. It looks like a part of the map has been circled. It's past the forest trail and apparently there's a cave nearby." Hanji chipped in as she indicated and pointed at one of the maps that she had found among the chaos of papers.

"Seeing as how he left two days ago and how it's already approaching evening, we need to hurry. We'll leave the horses here. From here on out we'll have to run since we're faster than the horses and we'll get there before dark." Levi instructed.

Levi, Petra and Hanji left the deserted cabin, only taking with them the small hand drawn map and the feeling of gloom at what was to come. Anxiety was what they felt, but if any of them really had been affected by it, they were working hard on suppressing it. What good was fear now, of all times? They needed to rely on constant bravery, even if it meant feeling mildly unsure...no, there was no room for that, either. Levi needed to find that boy, he had to or else he would regret it for the rest of his life.


He had managed to climb down the cliff a few feet and found the perfect patch of ice and snow that he could use as an area to bring down a small avalanche of snow onto the cave. He had started to hack away at some of the ice and some of the huge chunks of icicles that hung from the edge of the cliff. He was making good progress and had hoped that he would be able to bury them before nightfall, but as usual, luck was not on his side. Right when some of the ice was cracking and breaking under his axe, the earth underneath him gave way and he, along with the snow and ice, came tumbling down right into the heart of the horde's nest.

The sudden plummet down disoriented the boy, all he heard was the crunch of snow, his harsh desperate pants as he tried to get back on his feet as he was tumbling and rolling down and down. He sight was blocked by the constant assault of snow and his body felt light as he continued rolling further down, bumping into tree stumps, ice and other hard objects nipping at his body like bites from a large dog.

Finally he came to a stop when he reached the very bottom and landing straight onto his back, his head hitting the frozen lake below creating a large crack to form in the otherwise perfect frozen water, reminding him of the cracks in his cabin walls. As he lay there disoriented, body sore and limbs numb. He felt searing hot pain, and he stared at the sky and despite the lack of sun there was a momentary hint of blue sky among the darkness, and even this bit of light was enough to release a flash of diamonds across the wide landscape, so oddly disfigured by its snowy adventure. Usually the snow stopped at this hour of the day, as if for a quick survey of what had been achieved thus far and it was oddly comforting even amidst the deadly creatures that moaned and growled at the sudden intrusion of their nest.

He had to get up and move or else he would be torn apart and eaten. He had to move, he had to fight in order to survive. To live was to fight and he had no other choice but to fight now. Testing his limbs he wiggled his digits hoping that nothing had broken on the way down, thankfully nothing had and with that small victory he swiftly got up.

A sudden wave of nausea and pain washed over him by his rushed movements. His head throbbed terribly and his eyes tried to adjust to the lack of light. With desperation he dodged out of the way when a larger beast charged at him in hunger. The creature's claws barley missing him and nicking his ankle as he dodged. The sudden pain of his cut made the boy angry at losing his axe and at the creature.

As if sensing his wound the other beasts become more alert, their eyes turning ruby red and all facing in his direction as they sniffed the air and caught sight of his blood. He panicked now trying to find his axe. Anxiety crept into his heart, and he was desperate as he surveyed the light coverage of snow that coated his feet and the lake. With a stroke of luck he managed to see a glint from his axe and he immediately dived for his only weapon, the slippery texture of the ice made it easy to do so. Finally he had a chance. With his weapon in hand he felt that he could defend himself and rip these creatures apart.

As if sensing his blood lust, the beasts circled around the boy, blocking any attempt at escape and surrounding him in a sea of red eyes. He panted harshly feeling his heart race in both fear and anticipation.

This was it, it was either him or them. Now all he had to do was wait for the first attack. Let the dance begin.


They had been running for roughly two hours and according to Hanji and the little map clutched in her hands they were soon to arrive at the edge of the cliff near the cave. The strain of using their abilities to speed through the cold snow and the way they rushed was taking a toll on his squad, all except for Levi. Due to his exceptional pure ancestry and abilities, he could continue on for longer if needed, but Petra, Oluo, and Gunther were only knight class, Hanji was Noble class so she was capable of handling the strain. Their furrowed brows and slightly flushed faces told Levi that they needed to hurry and find the boy before it was too late.

As they neared the cliff, a large howl of pain and agony boomed across the valley frightening everyone to an abrupt stop. What followed was eerie silence.

"What the hell was that?" Gunther sputtered. His eyes were wide and frantic, his whole body on edge as the rest of the squad.

Levi used his keen eyes that were made for the dark and zeroed in on the strangely chipped cliff and askew snow patch that showed a struggle that happened recently. He quickly ran over to the cliff and observed the depth and potential danger below. The moment he leaned over the cliff, the harsh smell of ozone and iron smashed into him like a tidal wave.

"We're going down, now!" Levi barked and with agility and speed he took a leap and jumped down ten feet below. The air howled in his ear and the cold wind biting his flesh as he descended. He landed gracefully as did the rest of his squad and what greeted them was death itself.

Piles of mangled corpses lay on the icy lake, limbs hung from bodies, some detached and thrown aside, others barely remaining attached to the torso of the aberrants. Bits and pieces of flesh and guts were exposed, coating the muddy snow a copper color that reminded him of rose tea and butterscotch. Some heads of the aberrants were detached and thrown haphazardly, a few eyeballs were hanging by thin veins and cords of muscle while some heads were missing parts of their jaws and noses. The ground was soaked with blood and standing there in the middle of the massive snowy graveyard was the boy they had been searching for.

His mangled brown hair was tangled and sticky with blood, patches of his long hair clung to his face with both sweat and dried blood. His shirt was torn and tattered and the right side of his shirt was missing the arm sleeve leaving him bare to the harsh wind and cold. His axe that was barley clasped in his right hand, dangled from his grasp and was dripping residue blood onto a small patch of ice. One of his shoes was missing and his ankle was cut leaving behind an ugly gash in its wake. His torso and pants were splattered with guts, flesh and blood, and his jaw was coated in blood. His left hand was quivering and twitching, his nails soaked with bits of flesh and blood.

He was oddly still and his eyes shone brightly, almost as if they were glowing in what little light was left from the setting sun. His chest heaved as it provided him with air that he desperately needed, as if he was a man drowning, causing tufts of cloudy air to hover above him like mist.

The carnage that occurred here was clearly one-sided and some of the bodies depicted a picture, almost as if this was the boy's canvas and he was the painter. The way the bodies were killed seemed to be done in a spitefully playful manner. Like he was teasing them, mocking them in their last moments of death.

The crunch of snow was loud among the silence. Levi turned to boy who couldn't be more than 9 or 10 years old and stared into the porcelain blue orbs filled with fire and slight resignation. The boy looked tired, worn down and beaten, but not ready to give up.

"Boy, will you come with me?" Levi stretched his pale hand towards him; hoping, praying that he would take it. He waited, watching the boy's every move.

Everything was still except for the soft snowfall and puffs of air as he breathed which rose up into the chilly air. The boy slowly raised his small scarred hand, hesitating to take the final step. Levi knew that this was just the beginning, he knew what was to come if he took his hand. He just didn't care.

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And that is the end of chapter 2 my friends! This was a doozy to type! I've never written this long of a chapter before and boy did it do a number on me, but the chapter practically wrote itself. I just want to add that vampires in my story are not all powerful and that different classes of vampire have weaknesses and abilities that are different from each class, as was slightly hinted here. I also tried to make them more human in both appearance and physical traits/emotions etc. Petra especially, since in some fics I've seen her to be a mean bitch and I think there's more to her than that.

Also to clarify it took the boy 2 days to get to the cliff and Levi's squad only 2 hours due to them being vampires.

I also tried to bring in some manga elements like Eren's age when he first killed the human traders to save Mikasa (age 9), Levi's toilet humor, Hanji's bubbly personality before shit went down etc. I mostly tried to keep the character's core personality the same! Hope I did them justice :P

Thanks and I hope you enjoyed this chapter!