Thanks for reading... sorry for delay.

Reviews & guests are ALWAYS welcome.

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Just a spoiler ... Besides Armin another character will try to 'seduce' Eren ... Rivaille is already jealous of Armin imagine when HE appears.

Ah ... and get ready for the villains (one of them is a woman).

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Anyone interested in Rivaille's past? If I get enough responses I'll post in the next chapter. Of course... only if YOU want.

If you liked this chapter I will post the continuation quickly and after this the Rivaille's past. Again, only if you want =)

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From now the story will focus on the relationship between Rivaille and Eren, along with many events, of course.

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Shingeki no Kyojin is not mine.

Sorry for my English... I will try to do my best.

Note: Eren will never fall in love with Armin... but armin loved Eren at first sight.

Now, how Jean will win this little adorable shota boy?

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koichii - Thank you for your nice comment! In future I will try to update this fic without any gramatical error. I Hope you read this fick until the end =)

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Sesi Braginskaya - Hello Siku! Thank you very much for the comment. I updated the fic to Eren and LEVI instead of Unknown 2.


CHAPTER 13

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He was sitting on the lowest step that led the tower, hands over his face, breathing softly.

Eren's room was separated by a large wooden door, carved with the same symbol of the ring which he threw to the ground.

Armin paid attention to that place. Always accompanied by Hanji he could barely look at something else, his only interest was that tall young man, lean and absurdly beautiful...an angel in tyrant's hands.

He felt his face burnt with shame.

Rivaille rarely skirt alongside from Eren... but Armin was always there too, like a shadow.

He saw the shared kisses and whispers, the pain, the pleasure, all the reactions when he woke up.

Silent tears dripped from his eyes with every abuse, every touch, every sensation, every stolen kisses in a silent place.

Rivaille enjoyed every moment...until the door opened.

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His face flushed even more.

He had the opportunity to speak with Eren, to hear his voice, to know your name... How anyone could give to him so much attention, being useless, weak and without memories?

Eren gave to him a name, in exchange Armin devoted his life.

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Rivaille came down slowly.

Armin was frozen with fear... he dare not disobey a direct order from him.

He didn't want to die.

The torches reflected his shadow, gigantic and menacing, like a prey prowling his territory.

They were fed with fire, fire within human skulls that reflected death through his lifeless eyes.

His steps were followed in silence.

They left the tower and crossed a narrow bridge.

The light candle skulls that reflected horrific shadows were left behind.

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They walked down a narrow hallway that branched off to an entry where two guards with axes waited silently.

The ambient light was scarce but Armin could see the glint of metal chains attached to the ceiling, they were walking through a dungeon.

The men paid continence for Rivaille.

Many inmates began to squirm against the bars, screaming and begging to be released.

Others lost their sanity and were behaving like animals. A man touched at Rivaille's leg.

He immediately stopped walking and stood in front of the cell.

All fell silent.

The gun was pointed at the prisoner's head and only one shot was fired.

Armin vomited when the bullet lodged in the prisoner's head, splattering blood and bits of brain all over the place.

"Clean this mess." He turned to the guards who opened the door for another narrow passage.

Armin accompanied him quietly, with cold sweat running down by your neck.

The men locked the door and the prisoners began yelling.

Their eyes met with the Rivaille for a few seconds, he continued walking.

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Rivaille pulled a metal key from his coat and opened a rusty gate.

They entered in a circular area, the room was large and decorated with a window of an angel with black wings, holding a spear with fire, the same image was stitched in a antique tapestry next to them.

In the center of the room was a table with strange symbols drawn in dried blood.

The table was supported by a mythological monster carved in white marble, supporting with his arms lifted, as if he were carrying the world on his back.

A broken chalice was found in the table, blood splatters were seen inside, as if someone was used earlier to draw something with blood.

Rivaille held his hand tightly and moved the chalice next to Armin's arm.

"W...what are you doing, sir?"

"Proving my theory."

Armin cried when the glass tore his skin, blood trickled down to the table, he felt sick.

"Please... stop, please..."

His eyes filled with tears, his face was marked with tears that were not cleaned, when he saw the man die, with brain coming apart the cell.

Rivaille remove the glass and carefully posed on the table, watching the wound that soon began to heal.

"This" He pointed to the blood stains without wound marks. "How you did it?"

His eyes widened.

"I don't know." He was frustrated, his body trembled. " I'm sorry... I don't know, sir."

Rivaille hit his head on the table.

"You don't know?" his hands tightened on his neck. "MY Eren had a compound fracture in his leg, when you touched him, it was like the bone back into the muscles...you think I did not notice? You did it before he wakes up, hiding in the shadows like an animal."

He sobbed startled, his blond hair stained with blood.

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"I just touched him... please... I don't know how I made this."

His hands dropped from his neck and threw him back from the table.

Armin fell to the ground moaning in pain.

He remembered a sweet voice, gentle hands stroking his hair.

"You're a monster... My favorite monster..." The long nails scraped his skin "My monster..."

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Rivaille gave him a slap.

"Hanji already showed you what she does with the prisoners?"

Armin shook his head.

"She never let me see anything, sir."

"She has a reason for do it."

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He pulled away from a dusty tapestry wall and entered a room with a statue of an angel holding a scythe, his face was blindfolded, the mouth, sewn.

The Symbol of the plague. Blind eye to those who do not share the science with them, stitched mouth not to share any information to those who were not related to clan.

A sound of wailing was heard in the background, echoing throughout the room. A window left traces of light, entering gradually illuminating the dusty walls.

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"This" Rivaille pointed to the dying on the table "Is a guinea pig. You know why he's here?".

Armin shook his head, covering his mouth with both hands to keep from screaming.

"Experiments. Perfect human development. If you can understand my suspicions...probably one day your body was in the same situation."

He touched his arm lightly, there was only a weak signal scar but he felt no pain, it was as if it never happened.

"This man killed his family, he was captured and brought here... he is one of her best research materials... he feels no pain, she even gave him a name... Bean. This is interesting, don't you think?"

Rivaille pointed to a container with a strange liquid where two eyes floated on a low shelf.

"His eyes."

"I... I'm not..."

"She's also made part of this research group, unfortunately none of her experiments survived until today... until I watch you."

"Please..."

"Usually they take shock waves in the brain to see if they can survive or not... those who go through this first phase are able to become good guinea pigs.

Armin said nothing, his head throbbed with pain at seeing the man suffering.

"You are the first guinea pig who survived, after all I am against this kind of research." He thought to himself that last sentence, finally moving away from the room. .

"Sir, can I ask you something?"

"What?"

"Please relieve the suffering from this man."

"Why? He could have killed you too."

"I must have gone through this same situation... this man will die anyway.

He pulled one of the guns above his hand.

"Just pull the trigger, like I did before."

Armin hesitated.

"You don't want to save him?"

"Yes... but..."

"Take care of your own decisions and don't regret them."

He held the gun with both hands.

"Shoot the head, they will die faster."

His body trembled.

"Good." He pulled away and sat on a table with a few sheets, crossing both legs, waiting for his performance.

A name in the middle of the experiments list caught his attention.

"She is also involved in this?" He whispered curiously, his eyes focused on the name more than twice just to make sure that he was not reading anything wrong.

"How can they kill those monsters? Any contact with them would be harmful? At what point Hanji reached about it anyway?"

He came back to reality when he heard a sound of firing followed by a shriek.

Not from the prisoner, but from Armin, after killing his first man.

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Armin had tears in his eyes but didn't flinch or say anything as he approached the man, as an executioner approaches the gallows.

He knew that the man was staring at him, his stomach twisted and he wanted to throw up again.

The dying man groaned and tried to touch his arm, part of his body was dissected. He clearly saw the heart above his chest, pulsing slowly.

BANG.

BANG.

The sound of two shots rang out in the room, Armin closed his eyes.

Armin came back holding the gun with the smell of gunpowder with hair covering his eyes, hiding an expression of despair.

"He was not one of those creatures... so why?" "What do you know about them?" Rivaille ignored his comment, discarding the paper notes.

"They die with fire."

"They eat people and animals, alive or dead" Rivaille left the lab, followed by him.

"A spy who is not well trained will don't have the courage to shoot. Somebody trained you since childhood to be a murderer."

"I didn't want to kill him and I'm not a spy... but this creature was no longer human."

Their eyes met, he was afraid to face his silver eyes.

"Sir."

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"I still have one more thing to show for you... ever you seen how we deal with spies here?"

"No, sir."

"It will be great to see... if you change your mind and think of betraying me."

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They left the room and walked through the tower.

Some horses were in the stables, others were tied with rope to a tree.

"Pay attention" Rivaille approached to a opened gate, it looked like a village of peasants, but was not it, there was a place of torture.

Masked men walked rushed by them, some horses reared up with all that confusion.

"Here is where stay all servants" He pointed to a place where had a yard with four pigs.

Next to them five soldiers was carrying a person, hooded and chained, to the center of a platform.

"And there" He pointed to the wood "They will execute a prisioner."

"What did he do, sir?"

"He is a spy. He dispelled rumors that I host a young filthy and useless boy from Shiganshina for my carnal pleasure... and this trash tried to rape him in his hometown... I researched his crimes.

"But sir..."

"Eren is not useless nor unclean, I will not let anyone put their hands on him. So, this man will measure his words." His word was absolute and unchallenged.

All people stopped what they were doing and knelt before Rivaille, bending the body to the floor.

Men with spears and axes paid condolences.

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"My lord" The executioner approached him after kneeling. "It's an honor... we are beginning to..."

Spare me from all explanations. I want to show this young boy how we handle things here.

Everything seemed perfectly normal.

"Take the gag, I want to hear his voice until his last breathe."

Armin felt a chill go through his body.

The man was facing Rivaille, his hands and feet were bound with chains on belts.

"Damned" He screamed "That sorcerer used his eyes to poison you! You will die... I curse you."

Rivaille looked with disdain as he raised his hands giving the order for men scourge both horses and begin to pull his body.

"Filthy creature, useless, worthless! Are you bringing the fury of the plague for all of us... but I told Irvin of their actions and soon he will kill that prostitute!"

A bullet was fired into his mouth, causing many teeth to fall, blood trickled down his face, the man choked with a bullet lodged in the back of his head. He was already swooning.

"I have not finished with you."

The horses were whipped, each was moving away to a different direction. The noise of the animals followed by the dismembered bones was unbearable.

The dying man could no longer move.

"Get the fastest horse and arrest him."

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All obeyed in silence.

Armin saw the horse galloping away with a body strapped in his back, leaving a trail of blood and brain away.

Armin vomited again and cried, his body trembled when he received a tap on the shoulder.

He composed himself.

"For the last time... how are you?"

"I not even know my name. Sir"

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"If I find something wrong with you..."

He knelt.

"I just want to be with him, sir, I want to serve Eren with my life."

He stopped.

"Go take a shower, you're filthy. I have a mission to give for you."

"Yes, sir" He bowed while Rivaille returned to the castle.

"Are you going out tonight."

He must quickly eliminate this minor inconvenience.