I rushed to the front of the line of wagons, where Darius was sitting. I looked over my shoulder to see a black cape swish through the doorway of the underground hideout, and smirked when I realized that it was Levi.
"Did I do good, sir?" I asked, secretly hoping that this would buy me a one way ticket to the military police.
"Erwin, thank you, your services were quite helpful. However, I am afraid that they are not enough. See, that won't be enough to stop him, it will just slow him down until he can buy more. He is plotting his revenge on us as we speak, and that includes you. I am afraid that you are not going to get away with a mere slap to the wrist. Hell, death would be better than the fate Levi has planned for you and I. I'm sorry, but as long as you pose a threat, you cannot be accepted into the cadets." He sighed before motioning me into his carriage
"H-how do I pose a threat, sir?" I inquired, bewildered at the sentence.
"You are young, so you do not have the same will power as my men. Torture would easily bring the information that I have trusted you with out of your mouth. This is why you are a threat. Until we stop Heichou completely, you can't have a secure position as part of the military police."
"I-I understand sir, but if I am trained as a cadet, wouldn't I be stronger than I am now?"
"Erwin," Darius said with a chuckle, "the break-down process takes three years to have the full effect, and by that point, you would already be Levi's pet."
I sat there silently next to Darius, thinking of how proud and upset my parents would be that I was risking my life for the sake of humanity. It's not like I wanted to join the scouts, who risk themselves outside the walls to find out that they are just wasting their lives blindly.
We stopped at several food banks and homeless shelters to give a fresh supply to those who need it most. Once we arrived at our initial destination, headquarters, we had relieved ourselves of our load, which had been cut in half during the trip.
Two years ago, I became Irene's hand maiden. Since then, we had discussed how to conceal the change of color in my hair. Everyone had bought our trick, but now my hair had grown from shoulder to mid back and the bonnet that I wore couldn't conceal my two tone locks for much longer.
"Why haven't you cut it yet? It's long enough, I'll go get the knife." Irene insisted.
"I can't. I want to be able to have my hair this way. I want to be free. Given, this life isn't easy, as I don't have the necessary things to live, but at least I can roam the streets, traverse the outside, be myself, live my dreams." I told my friend.
"That life isn't easy? I have to wake up early, try on dresses, and hide who I want to be. I at least have everything I need for survival. That's it, we're going for a walk." She said, flustered.
It was the annual trip to wall Maria to check up on the family farms, so of course there would be times when a woman and her maid could slip off. We made our way out of the cabin that we were given and set off towards the main road.
"Where might you two be going?" A husky voice said from behind us. "A lady should never go out alone and without protection, Miss Neasa." It was Irene's suitor, Leopold. He was twenty third in line for duke status and had a very bland personality. Whoever had the name of Neasa Mathiasen was bought by his family. Irene was only twelve and probably scared to death.
"Oh, Irene and I were just going out for a short stroll. No need to follow us, love." My friend assured him. He took her order and left us alone. We walked into a grove of trees and nodded to each other. We were going to switch lives again so that everything could be normal. We agreed to call each other our fake names until we were completely swapped, so that any passers by would be mistaken.
We both took off our dresses and set them on the ground to be washed later. I handed Irene the dagger I had brought along and kneeled. She got behind me and started to saw off my hair, starting with the bangs. Just then, before she moved on to my back, we were attacked.
"Try not to hurt them too badly, these two are both worth a bundle." a smooth, silky voice said. Irene, still holding my blade, deflected the attacks the best she could. She told me to run several times, but I was too petrified. Eventually, she fell to the ground. I crawled over to her and tried to rouse her, but her breath would not come. I tried CPR but it didn't work.
"Please, help me, she's not waking up. Her eyes are open, but she won't acknowledge me. Please I'm begging you." I cried holding my friend's body close to mine, tears streaming down my cheeks and onto her chest.
" You just had to go and kill her, didn't you?" The man with the silky voice said. I looked up and saw that it wasn't a man, but a boy about my age. He had black hair and piercing grey eyes. He was attractive, to say the least, but I didn't let that stop me from being furious with him. He had killed my only friend, and I was not pleased with the way he was looking at me.
I looked at the girl in front of me. She was fairly pretty and naked. She was going to sell for a high price when she was all cleaned up. She had dirt and blood all over her and had two toned hair, which could be fixed. I walked closer to her and kneeled down.
" You, whore, are going to make us rich." I said, a grin spreading across my face.
"What? I'm not a whore, you pervert!" She retorted.
"Oh? You're the one that is kneeling on the ground completely nude with another nude girl, and I'm the pervert?" I grabbed the girl's hair and dragged her over to where I was keeping a mask to put over her face and had her put it on along with the serving maid's dress.
I directed her to a horse and helped her onto it. I got on behind her and we rode off to Wall Rose, where my hideout awaited. Once there, I showed her to the bathroom and had a maid help her clean up. If I was going to sell this girl, she would have to look pretty, and that meant that she needed a nice dress that flattered her somewhat under fed body.
"Are you going to hurt me?" She asked when she came out of the bath wearing a towel. She seemed frightened, but she looked alot better without the dirt and blood.
"I have no control over what my clients will do to you, but I assure that no harm will become of you while under mine, or my men's protection." I told her.
"Thank you, sir. Might I ask what I can call you for now. I am afraid that up until now I have been calling you Perverted Bastard in my head," she said. I could not tolerate this, so I crossed over to her and gave her a swift kick to the stomach, which knocked her to her knees in pain.
"John Smith." I answered , watching the girl writhe around on the floor. She had clearly remembered the grove, so I had to use an alias.
"Well, John, you can call me Irene, and you can go to hell. I swear, once I make it into the military I will personally hand feed you to a titan limb by limb!" She yelled, making her way back to her feet. I chuckled.
"Another one, determined to make it into the corps. I cannot get you out of your future, but I might have a man for you whence you get out."
There was a sharp knock at the door.
"Master, he's here to see her." A young boy said. He sounded like one of my serving boys, so I told him to send the man in.
"Then what happened?" Eren asked, loving the story.
"Hold on, I have a few questions, if that's alright with you, Captain. " said Armin, bright eyed and polite.
"Shoot," said Heichou, smiling for the first time in forever.
" Okay, so what made you come up with John Smith?"
"Well, the bathroom door was open, so I had full view of the toilet and I could hear the sound of the forge being used. Not only that, but it is an old name that no one uses anymore, I found it in a book about some doctor that travels through time and space, or something. It was mainly the first reason though."
"Second, Neasa was your first girlfriend, and you were trying to set her up with Erwin."
"We did not start off on the right foot, if you remember, I killed her best friend, called her a whore, kicked her pretty hard, and almost sold her body to an actual whore."
"Almost?" Mikasa asked. She was probably hoping that Levi really did sell me to a prostitute.
"Let me finish this part, then I will answer your questions."
I entered the room, hiding my face with the hood of my cloak. There stood Levi and a- was that a- a girl? It was! She had long hair that was two shades of brown and striking eyes. Her pale skin glistened and I had to wonder….
"Irene, is that you?" I asked.
"Erwin?" She said, brushing past Levi and hugging me tightly. I pulled off my hood and she gasped. I pulled her behind me and looked directly into the eyes of the man in front of me. He looked furious.
"Irene, did he hurt you?"
"Not really severely, he kicked me, but, the pain subsided. He killed Neasa, however." She said, voice shaking.
"You're going to pay for that, you bastard!" I yelled. I drew out my blade and swung it at him several times. He fell to his knees, and backed up against the wall. I kicked him, to the stomach, the face, his shoulders, his balls, repeatedly. I ended with pressing my foot to the back of his head and smashing it to the ground. I picked him up by his hair, which made him whimper, and looked him over. His nose was bleeding. He would have bruises for many days, but nothing too serious.
"Erwin…" I heard a voice from behind say. I turned around and looked at the previously covered girl standing in the doorway. The towel at her feet, I blushed, but put on a straight face.
"This man won't be bothering you anymore. He's going into the custody of the Military Police, where he will be locked up until he decides go kick the bucket."
"Erwin, no. That's not why I'm upset. I'm upset because, you overreacted. You disappointed me."
"What, by taking care of this scumbag once and for all?"
"Yes, a true soldier beats his foe to submission, and he gave up when he started crawling on his knees. You are a monster, Erwin, I'm going to join the military, where people actually know the rules of combat," she said fleeing the room, leaving her cover on the ground. She came back in and put on a dress that was laid out for her.
It looked beautiful on her. The way it hugged her gentle curves and had a low neckline with a built in corset. It had no sleeves at all and had a skirt that just barely hid the underwear she put on. She sighed and commented on how sexist the dress was before setting out again.
Author's note
Hope you guys are enjoying. Sorry I haven't updated this in a while, I have been extremely busy with the biggest problem of all: damn life