We looked over in the direction that the footsteps were coming from. Standing at the end of the hall were Eren, Armin, and Mikasa. I wondered what they were doing. They appeared to be talking, but I could not hear what about. I chose to walk over to the three and listen in.

"I don't think that he is capable of any form of feelings." Mikasa whispered.

"Mikasa," started Armin, "you know that's not true. He may just have something keeping him from happiness. You heard him, his past attempts at love have failed."

"Armin, he seems inhuman, almost like a slightly more evolved, microscopic titan."

"Look, there he is now, let's just go ask him." Eren stated.

"Eren, what if he doesn't want to talk? It could be a very sore topic for him."

I felt tears prick my eyes. Armin was definitely the smartest of the three, and the most compassionate. How could someone so young understand something like this? The three moved over to where Levi was sitting. He appeared to heve been reading a book the entire time since his escape from the ballroom rather than crying. It amazed me how he was able to be flooded with tears one second, then cool and level headed the next.

"What is it, Jeager?" Levi asked, hardly glancing at the three before returning his nose to the pages of his novel.

"Sir, you said something about a Neasa earlier. Who is she?" Eren adressed

"Was." Levi corrected, not making eye contact.

"Is she no longer alive?" Mikasa asked, uninterested. Armin was absolutely appalled by his friends. He knew how the past can leave scars on people, and did not want to intrude on the Captain's life like Mikasa and Eren were. Still, he stood next to his comrades secretly wanting to know more.

'I suppose I should tell them, I need to get it out sometime. ' Levi thought to himself. He remained silent and stared at his book for what seemed like a long time. Mikasa changed her position impatiently while Eren was trying to resist the urge to scratch an itch that was forming on his nose.

"Come on, we're obviously reminding him of something unpleasant," Armin said, tugging on the sleeve of Eren's jacket.

"No, stay," Heichou comanded like a master giving orders to a dog. "Perhaps, I should start from the very beginning. Like you, my parents died when I was young. I had nowhere to go, so I went off to live on the streets."

Eren felt a 'Hanji Story' coming on. He sat down and motioned for Armin and Mikasa to do the same.

"My parents never wanted me to join the military, so I joined a group of thugs. I had everything that I could ever want: food, drink, shelter, money, the occasional woman. By the time I was ten, I was one of the most wanted criminals in wall Maria. When I turned twelve, I ran my own group of thugs, and with the money I had, we could eat for years before having to buy more. One day, I had recieved a job that I couldn't refuse. The client offered a high price for someone's head, so I sent my most trusted member, a mercenary, to finish the job. He was captured by a cloaked man before he got to the rendezvous, and was taken away to god knows where. Having lost my greatest ally, I went to kill the bastard."

I had never heard this part of his story, so I paid close attention to every word that he said.

"Captain Levi, I think this is the most you've said at one time." Armin said, trying to be polite. This was followed by a very annoyed scowl from Levi.

"I arrived to the location where the target was rumored to be, but found myself on an empty street. I tightened my cloak around me and turned to leave only to find myself looking into the eyes of a man about my age."

I looked at the man curiously.

"Are you Levi Heichou?" The man asked.

"That depends on who's asking." I said flatly.

"I'm Erwin Smith." He said as his voice shook with fear. He knew exactly who he was talking to, and that scared him.

"I've never heard of you. Why would you be looking for me?" I stated, a smirk playing on my lips.

"I'm helping a friend with a job."

"Who's your friend?" I inquired.

"Darius Zackly," replied Erwin

"Shit," I cursed. The wind had picked up and tore the hood of Erwin's cloak off. The dusk sunlight illuminated his face. I studied him closely while silently hoping that my face was still shrouded. "Tell me, Erwin, why are you not wearing your omnidirectional gear or at least the hideous crop jacket?"

The man in front of me blushed and hung his head in dismay. "I'm not actually part of the military."

"Oh? So you're just a cadet I take it?"

"No, but I will be." He said determinedly.

"You are adorable, but I really must be going now. Goodbye, and if you are ever looking for a nice meal and a place to stay, come seek me out." I turned on my heel and walked away.

"As if I would ever accept help from the likes of you." He shouted after me.

"Let me know if you ever change you mind." I called back over my shoulder

"Wait, so you offered Erwin a job as a thug? I had heard from him that he caught you in the act and offered you your life in exchange for you to give up the whole criminal thing. You accepted and joined the military by force so that he could keep an eye on you." Mikasa said, now very interested in Levi's tale. The two boys nodded in agreement with their feminine friend.

"That's what Erwin says. However, my side is also bias. The actual truth lies somewhere in the middle of both sides."

"That's not fair though," Mikasa stated, "one side has to be the real thing, otherwise there would be no truth."

"You would be great at debating, Mikasa, or perhaps a teacher."

"I promised Eren's mother that I would protect him."

"Mikasa, I don't need to be protected." Eren whined.

"Captain, please continue." Armin said, still trying to be polite. Tears flowed down my cheeks as I studied the blonde teen. He had an innocent look on his face and smiled when Levi acknowledged his encouagement.

"I walked back to the hide out and sat down at my desk. There was a new envelope on it, so naturally, I picked it up and read it. All that it said was 'He screams for you' scrawled out in the center of the paper. I knew this was talking about the captured mercenary, and my hand started to shake. This meant that he was being tortured and eventually was to be killed. He was a brother to me and I could not lose my kin as I lost my parents. I sat down and folded the note. I sipped some of the tea that was supplied by one of the lady members and wrote down some orders for the group. I heard a knock at my door and motioned the person inside."

"Sir," the man at the door said,"there's a boy at the door here. He said you'd know who he was."

"Ah, yes, send him in." I replied, having figured out who it was. A few minutes later, the man came back followed by a blonde haired boy with a distinctive emerald medallion around his neck.

Author's Note

So, I'm sorry if this is a bit confusing at first, but I am trying to get all sides of the story in here. Please review, an I find my inspiration from SnK YouTube videos so if you find one that you happen to like, put the link in the reviews and I will be sure to check it out. There should be an update soon and thanks for reading. Hope you enjoy.