Riding behind Petra and the strange woman, Levi couldn't help but stare at the woman's back.

She was pale with light brown hair that curled down past her shoulders, blonde highlights reflected the sun once in a while when the tree cover was interrupted. But what truly drew his attention was the strange clothing she wore. Dark blue pants that were seemingly made from a rough fabric and had faded on the knees with what he could only assume were pockets on the back with light brown embellishments sewn on. While hooded garments weren't uncommon to see, what did stand out were two long strands of strange, small metal projections on either side of the front of the dark red article. Her black boots were the only thing somewhat familiar as they were obviously made of leather. There were two black metal spikes coming out of her skin on the top and bottom of her right eyebrow as well as two black metallic circles standing upwards at the top of her left ear.

Beyond clothing, Levi had never encountered a gun that could fire multiple shots without a lengthy reload period, let alone in such a small size. It was obviously a gun from the impact of the bullets on the ground and the noise. The noise that may well have drawn more attention from the titans. Breaking his gaze from the woman, Levi scanned the woods for hidden threats. Nothing, yet.

When the female handed the gun to him, she had ejected something from the handle after removing a small bullet from the barrel and pushed that bullet into the ejected item. The gun, tucked into the back of his uniform's waistband, was surprisingly light. After the woman had tucked the metal piece with the bullet into her pocket, she pointed the gun to the ground and pulled the trigger multiple times. Audible clicks could be heard before she held it up for Levi to take, her dark blue eyes narrow and a scowl on her lips.

Quite distrustful. 'suppose I would be too.


"What did you do to my stuff?" Evelyn shouted in shock as the group came in sight of the stuck car. Petra flinched but held her horse steady. All the car doors were open, the radio played static, and Evelyn's bags were strewn across the ground with some brunette woman digging through her duffel bag.

"Get out of there!" Evelyn jumped from the horse she was on but fell out of inexperience and rolled her ankle. Cradling it, she slowly moved it to check for pain.

A shadow fell over her and she saw the brunette standing over her with a hand out. "You ok? That looks like it hurt."

"I'm fine," Evelyn reluctantly took the woman's hand, "who are you people and what are you doing rifling through my things?" Returning to her feet, she examined the woman closer, heat quickly spread through her face. "Why, the hell, are you wearing my jacket?"

"Sorry, I got a little excited," the woman said quickly taking off the leather jacket and holding it out for Evelyn; who instantly snatched it away while glaring at the woman. "I'm Zoë Hange, Squad Leader in the Survey Corps. You have to tell me, what is this magnificent specimen behind me? What's it used for, how do we turn it on, what's it trying to communicate?" Hange held her hands together with her arms stretched out, almost begging, with a wild look in her eyes. Evelyn took a cautious step back unsure what to do or say to the enthusiastic woman.

"Please forgive Hange, she can become quite excited with new discoveries. I am Erwin Smith, Commander of the Survey Corps. We have our own questions for you, beginning with who you are and why you are outside of the walls with unfamiliar technology."

"Unfamiliar technology? Walls? What are you talking about?" Evelyn looked for any sign of a prank on the multitude of faces staring at her.

"He asked you who you are," the short raven haired man from the forest spoke. He had dismounted and held the reins of his horse casually in his right hand.

Biting her lip, Evelyn sighed and introduced herself, "I'm Evelyn Turner, I don't have any fancy titles."

"It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Turner, but that did not answer my question of who you are. Where did you come from?" Erwin's gaze narrowed.

"Just call me Evelyn. I'm German-American if that's what you want to know. You still haven't told me where I am by the way. I went to sleep in a parking lot and, this," Evelyn motioned around her, "this is not a parking lot."

"I'm unfamiliar with what a German-American is? Nor do I have any knowledge on parking lots. I ask once again, who are you and what are you doing here?" Erwin's tone grew more demanding.

"How in the hell do you not know about America? The home of the free, the land of the brave, and all that crap. For crying out loud, every person on the planet knows America! Hollywood, BBQ, cheese burgers, monster trucks, is nothing here ringing any bells?" Evelyn's expression morphed into one of disbelief and frustration. "What about Oktoberfest, beer, lederhosen, or currywurst?"

"I can assure you, nothing you said is familiar to us." Erwin stated.

"Tell me more!" Hange squealed with delight.

Evelyn jumped back and instinctively covered her ears. "Alright, I've had it with you LARPing weirdos. Just tell me where I am so I can get to my friend's place." Evelyn stomped towards her car. She didn't hear the sound of metal scraping against metal behind her, and froze when a long blade touched the side of her right knee.

"Take another step and I'll cut your legs off," the gruff voice of the raven haired man growled behind her.

"Levi!" Erwin called, his tone reprimanding. "We will accomplish little though intimidation."

Hearing a frustrated scoff and feeling the blade's presence removed, Evelyn turned again towards Erwin, outraged.

"You are outside of the walls that protect the remnants of humanity from the titans." Evelyn's left eyebrow rose in response to Erwin's words. Remembering the giant humanoid in the forest, her curiosity peaked. "We'd like to learn more about you and where you came from. However, it is dangerous to discuss this in the open as we are vulnerable to attack. Would you be willing to travel with us to a safer area to continue this discussion along with your machine?"

"What do you mean by safer? We're in the middle of nowhere." Evelyn scoffed.

"There's more titans wanting their dinner out here brat," Levi growled.

"Wait," concern laced Evelyn's words, "there's more of those giant monsters?"

"Yes, and learning more about you and this machine may benefit humanity in defeating them." Erwin's attention turned to the red smoke in the distance. "We must leave as soon as possible."

"That machine is called a car. I don't know what game you're playing at but if you help me, I'll play along. Threaten me again and I'm calling the cops. Now, help me get the car back up and running and I'll follow you, for now." Evelyn began picking up the bags on the ground.

"While I'm sure you will hold true to that, you understand we cannot leave you unsupervised?" Erwin spoke. Evelyn shot a glare towards him.

"Oh please, let me go with you!" Hange kneeled down to Evelyn's position and grabbed her hands. "I want to know everything!" Evelyn struggled to respond, her eyes staring at a bit of drool escaping the other woman's mouth. Distressed croaks escaped Evelyn's throat as her words failed her.

"Keep freaking her out, see where that gets you," Levi said.

"I'm not freaking her out." Hange, insulted, looked towards him before returning her gaze to Evelyn. Speaking softly she asked, "am I?" Evelyn shook her head up and down frantically with wide eyes.

"Enough chatter," Erwin commanded impatiently. "We cannot afford to spend more time exposed. Hange. Keep your excitement under control. I shall prepare for the battalion to embark again shortly. Hange, Levi, one of you escort Miss Turner. Be ready to leave when I give the signal."

"Not you!" Evelyn yelped looking Hange in the eyes and jerking her hands out of Hange's grip.

"Why not?" Hange pouted.

"What do you mean why not?" Evelyn's hands shot up in frustrated confusion. "You're fucking weird. I'm anxious enough without you adding to it. I'm not exactly ecstatic about the armed psycho either." Evelyn looked towards Levi.

Levi scoffed in reply. "We have our orders; one of us is going with you."

Taking a deep breath Evelyn looked at the askew car. "Whatever we do, we need to get the car back on even ground. Help me push it. Just get behind a door and push against the main body." Evelyn reached in the car and turned off the radio and put the car in neutral. Hange and Levi took up positions behind the passengers doors. "Start pushing," Evelyn grunted.

Once the car had traction, Evelyn began carefully removing the glass shards from the driver's seat and floor.

"Alright," Evelyn sighed. "Help me pack my stuff back in the car; I should be able to fit some in the trunk to make more room." Evelyn pushed the button to open the trunk. An excited squeal drew her attention.

Hange clapped her hands together and jumped excitedly, "how'd you do that?" Levi's hand rested on the handle of his stored blade.

Evelyn tilted her head to the side amused, "you guys have seriously never seen a car before have you?"

Hange shook her head, "nope!"

"Careful with that," Evelyn yelled at Levi as she saw him about to pick up her laptop bag.

"If you have a problem with what I do, why don't you do it yourself?" Levi glared coldly.

Remembering Erwin's words Evelyn rubbed her temples and sighed. "Does it really have to be one of you two that tags along?"

Hange's hand shot up. "I volunteer!"

Taking a deep breath, Evelyn gritted her teeth. "Fine, but you have to take those metal things off, you can't sit with them poking out." Hange recoiled, her eyebrows knitting together in contemplation. Levi scowled. "You can keep them in front of you if you'd like," Evelyn continued. Hange removed her gear and stored it on the floor of the passenger's side.

Once everything was safely returned to the car, Eveyln closed the back doors and climbed into the driver's seat. Looking towards Hange, who stood by the front passenger's door, she asked, "you coming or not?" Hange cautiously settled into the seat and pulled on the door handle. The door slammed shut and Hange jumped in her seat. "Woah! It's ok, that just means it's closed properly. Now, since this is your first time in a car, I'll tell you the golden rule."

Hange's head shot towards Eveyln, a hungry look in her eyes, "Yes, please!"

Evelyn turned the keys, turned down the stereo, and changed the media to the CD player. "Driver picks the music, shotgun shuts her cake hole." All the tension in Hange's body released at once as her eyebrows came together in confusion.