Chapter 3

goodreads16502 (Guest): Thank you for your review XD I would have up-dated sooner but some things have gotten in my way and have taken up my time, which I really wasn't planning on. Thank you and I hope I please you with this chapter :)

Also! There is a time skip! This takes place seven years later! The boys are 13 and Erica is 12! (If you wanted fluff between the two boys and her, you'll get it eventually. You'll see what I'm planning—it'll be awesome! But you guys will probably hate me for it…) and… this chapter is jumpy. I thought it worked better this way. I hope you enjoy…

Pairings: LeviXEren, ArminXAnnie, ConnieXSasha, YmirXHistoria, JeanXMikasa

Notes: Yes, I know, Annie is frozen and Ymir is 'missing'. TDB. In my world, they aren't, so shush haters. I've finished the manga from where the anime left off, but I might make the characters OOC, but that's okay because this story is mostly about their kids, so it doesn't really matter, does it? I mean, with everything they've been through, they're bound to act different than canon.

Another note: I am a huge Katekyo Hitman Reborn fan, so there are most likely references to that show in this story as well. (There may or may not be references to Free and Fairy Tail….) Try to see if you can find them for each chapter (if there are any, of course.)

Also, I really should be writing my other stories, but I just...can't. I've hit a wall, so I'm taking a break from them.

Disclaimer: I don't own SnK.

Seven years later

"Papa, I'll be fine! I'm twelve already—plus you and Dad have been teaching me self-defense forever! Nothing will happen." A twelve year old Erica said exasperatedly, trying to reassure Eren that she would, in fact, be fine going to the store by herself. Two locks of hair on either side of her face, which usually fell to her mid back, were pulled into a ponytail and looped into itself behind her head. Her heterochromatic eyes looked over at Eren, her weight shifted to one foot.

Eren sighed before looking at her worriedly. "Yes, I know, but I have a bad feeling—"

"You always have a bad feeling when I want to leave on my own." Erica interrupted, earning another sigh from Eren.

"I know, but today it's stronger." Levi had begun to walk into the living room. "I know you don't believe in that kind of stuff, but I do."

"Shitty brat, why aren't you letting her go?" the grumpy man asked his lover as he leaned onto the doorframe. "She's right—she can take care of herself."

Eren seemed to want to agree with him, but a little voice inside of him screamed that something bad was going to happen. "Levi, I'm being serious! Something is going to happen today, and I would feel much better if she was here or with us when it happens!"

Levi's silver eyes looked into Eren's green. "Eren, she'll be fine."

The brown haired man clenched his fists. "Levi, really. This is the same thing that's saved my life several times. There's no reason why she just can't go tomorrow, or why we can't go with her."

"Eren, I mean this is the nicest way possible," Levi began before a smirk slowly made its way to his face. "But you have turned into such a woman ever since Erica turned ten."

"Wha?" Eren said dumbly, completely caught off guard by this comment.

Erica, on the other hand, burst into laughter. "Good one, Dad!"

With his smirk, Levi looked over at Erica. "Go ahead, brat, I got you covered."

"Thanks Dad!" She smiled with glee as she quickly grabbed her messenger bag and ran out of the house.

Eren was about to go after her, but Levi caught him around the waist. "Where do you think you're going?" Levi asked in a husky voice, leaning his cheek on Eren's back. Eren gave a small smile, though he was still worried, and wrapped his arms around Levi's arms, which tightened their hold slightly.

"I guess I'm not going anywhere."

"Oh you're going somewhere."

"Wha—mph!"

~*~*~ (I'll leave what they do up to your interpretation…) ~*~*~*~*~

Wonder what Dad's going to do to keep Papa busy? Erica thought as she waved to the passing woman, who had said 'good morning' to her. The girl then folded her hands behind her head as she walked, trying to remember what she had set out to get. Let's see…bread, some apples—oh! I remember! I wanted to see if there was a store that sold yarn and needles! Erica grinned as she started to pick up her speed.

After picking up the necessities, she headed out to find a store that sold yarn and needles. Hm…the blonde lady had said it was around here… is that is? Erica wondered as she came in front of a small, aged building. It seemed like there used to be a sign, but there currently wasn't one.

Erica studied the building, but she felt nothing was wrong, so she opened the door. "Hello?" The girl asked, walking over to the counter as she gazed around the store.

"Ah, I'll be right there. Sorry!" A feminine voice called out from the back.

"I got it, sis!" A male's voice said as he came down the stairs, which were behind the counter. His messy brown hair was hidden under a hat and his blue eyes glanced over at Erica. "Welcome! You're here for yarn and things like that, right?" Erica nodded, to which the male smiled. "Do you have a special color you want?"

"Uh, yeah. Do you have crimson?"

"Yep!" He said happily as he bent down behind the counter and pulled out a large roll of crimson yarn. "Will you need a set of needles as well?"

Erica nodded. The male grabbed a pair from the shelf behind him and smiled at Erica. "That'll be four dollars."

As Erica shuffled through her bag to fetch the money, the brown haired male started to talk to her. "Are you making something for someone special?"

"Ah, yeah, you could say that." Erica said as she gave him the money. "I guess it's a safety charm for my friend. We're going to join the army, so…"

"I understand. You want him to come home safely." After handing her the bag, he said seriously, "I hope you both make it."

Erica smiled at him. "Thank you. When I come back from my first expedition, I'll stop by, promise."

The male smile back, though he seemed to not totally believe her. "That'll be in three years. Do you really think you'll be able to remember that long?"

"Of course. I never forget a promise."

He seemed to have accepted her answer. "My name's Mason"

"Erica."

And she left the store.

Erica looked down at the bag in her hands with a smile on her face. I can't believe I actually bought the yarn. She thought to herself as she made her way back to her house. I don't even know how to knit. Maybe I can ask Dad to show me. He's made stuff like this before, so it can't be too hard. The dark brown haired girl looked up and suddenly felt a sense of fear.

A rough, calloused hand grabbed her mouth fro, behind, muffling any noise she made as another hand wrapped around her waist, pulling her into a broad, sturdy back. Erica dropped her bags in shock, before she started to fight back with everything she had. She screamed, she clawed, she kicked, but nothing seemed to make the stranger holding her budge. As she struggled, the man holding her had pulled her into a dark alley in between two old buildings. Another man, one who seemed familiar somehow, came into her view. His left hand was holding a cloth while his right was holding a large, black bag.

The man holding her let her mouth go for a split second, and as Erica was about to scream, the man in front of her covered her mouth with the cloth. She accidentally inhaled through the cloth, which made her start to feel very sleepy. Her reactions slowed and she fell limp in the man's hold, unconscious.

The man who was holding the cloth grinned as he looked down at the unconscious girl. "Finally, we found her. Though, I am shocked that she was found by Eren."

"Ah, he was experiment Primo, right?" The man holding Erica asked, shifting the girl so she was on his back.

The other man nodded. "Yes. Now come, we can only keep her for so long. We have to return her by the third day or else we risk getting found."

"Yes, sir!" With that, the two men who held Erica captive left the alley and walked off.

The crimson yarn and needles lay on the ground, forgotten.

"Levi, I really think something is wrong. It's been hours and she still isn't home. She promised she would be gone for an hour. That's it." Eren said for the fifteenth time, pacing around the living room. Levi, though he didn't want to admit it, was starting to think Eren was right. He truly wanted to believe that Erica was okay, but something did seem wrong.

"Eren, we'll give her a few more minutes, then we'll go look for her." The raven said, running a hand through his hair.

Eren looked over at his lover before sighing. "Ok—"

Suddenly, there was a pounding on their front door. "Is this the Jaeger house?!" a male's voice asked behind the door.

The two men inside looked at the door while Eren made his way over to the door, calling out, "Yeah, what can we help you with?" Opening the door, he saw a male panting in front of the door. His hair was hidden under a hat, though his bangs showed that he had brown hair. His blue eyes looked up at Eren with worry. Eren didn't recognized the male, but he next words made that fact unimportant.

"E-Erica's been kidnapped!"

Both Eren and Levi's hearts stopped.

Erica slowly opened her eyes, rapidly blinking to get rid of her blurry vision. Her back was on a hard, flat surface that felt very uncomfortable. When she tried to sit up, she discovered both her wrists and ankles were shackled to the surface, which caused her to panic. Looking down at herself, she saw that she was still dressed in her clothes, which eased some of her panic, but not by much. Where the hell am I?! She wondered as she struggled to free herself from the shackles.

"I suggest you not do that, Number 27."

Erica froze. She hadn't been called that in seven years, and it caused fear and horror to rise in her stomach. Ever since the day after Eren had found her, she could never exactly remember why she was scared of this name. Papa had explained that because her very early childhood was a traumatic experience, her brain chose to forget it so she could move on with her life. Erica was glad to have forgotten—it was like a weight had been taken off of her shoulders.

But now that this man, who seemed very familiar, had called her that name, it all came back to her.

"No! Not like that, Number 27."

A kick to the stomach.

"Give her a stronger dosage. We want to make sure she'll be able to fight the titans."

A stab of a needle.

"You're a very dirty girl, number 27, and you know what that means."

A slap to the face.

"She'll be perfect to kill the titans."

A horrible grin.

"Number 27 is showing signs of adapting."

More tests.

"Do you understand? You must kill all of the titans. That is your only purpose in life."

A single purpose.

"NO!" Erica screamed at the man, rage on her face as she glared and struggled against the shackles even more than before. "You son of a bitch—I'm not Number 27 anymore! Let me go, dipshit, or so help me I will fucking kill you like I killed the rest of your fuckheads!" She thrashed even more.

The man, on the other hand, stayed calm and kept a passive face. "Now, Number 27, calm—"

"Did you not just fucking hear me?! I fucking said I'm not fucking Number 27! So take that fucked up name and shove it so far up your ass you shit numbers!" Erica spat at the man. "My name is Erica Jaeger, and it'll be the last fucking name you hear before you start to choke on your own blood and shit!" She promised as she started to thrash. The metal around her wrists and ankles rubbed against her skin to the point where she started to bleed.

"Oh, interesting." The man cupped his chin in thought, completely unfazed by the girl's threats. "Eren gave you a name based off of his own…hm…"

Once hearing her papa's name, she snapped. "How do you my papa?! You touch him or Dad or any of my family and friends and I will personally make sure you burn in the pits of hell, you fucking dickwad! That's a fucking promise, and I never forget promises! That I swear!"

The man pushed up his round glasses and sighed. "Really, Numb—Erica, all I brought you here for was to stimulate your abilities."

"You mean the abilities that killed your stupid ass subordinates? Go ahead, then I can enjoy killing you with your own weapon, you sick son of a bitch." Erica thrusted her arms up in hopes of breaking free. While, yes, she loosened them, she wasn't completely free from them. Looking down at her wrists, she snorted. "I guess you learned from the first time."

"Yes, I did. Now, I suggest you calm down. This will all be over soon and then you can return to your house and join the recon corps."

Erica paused. "How did you know I was going to join?"

This time the man snorted. "Oh please. We've been subliminally telling you to join—and we will continue to do so—you may think you chose your own path in life, but that is false." He pushed his glasses up. "Everything you've done has been predestined—by me of course. Your purpose is to kill titans, and that is all."

Reaching into his bag, he pulled out a long syringe. "Now, I'm going to make sure you fulfill that purpose."

Erica gulped as she watched the man, but she wouldn't let herself be afraid of him. She's the one who had the power, not him! As he came closer, she thrusted her legs up at the same time as her wrists. Once again, they were only loosened, not actually broken. "Damn it!" She cursed. "Get the fuck away from me—I don't trust you!"

He only grinned.

"What do you mean she's been kidnapped?! Who the fuck are you?!" Levi snapped, getting off of the couch. The male in the doorway looked over at him, still slightly panting from running.

"Well, sir, Erica came by my shop to by some yarn. A about an hour after she left, I saw that she had dropped something on the floor so I picked it up and was planning on returning it to her. Once I left my shop, I walked past an alley way and saw the same bag I gave her, yarn and all. I looked around the area and saw signs of a struggle, as well as a cloth left on the ground."

Eren then asked, "How are you sure she's been kidnapped? Maybe she got away—she's a strong girl." Though he didn't believe these words, he wanted some hope.

The male shook his head. "After asking around about her, I learned that there were these strange men lurking in the same alleyway she had a struggle in. They were described as 'big and bulky', so even if she was strong, there were more than one, and they had muscle."

"Well shit." Levi huffed. "Whoever the fuck you are, thanks for the info. Could you help us search for her?"

The male with the hat nodded. "I was planning on it. Is there anyone you want me to tell about this so they can help?"

Eren nodded. "Yeah, I have some friends."

Levi grabbed their shoes.

Erica felt really, really sleepy. Whatever the man had injected her with made her blood rush, then another injection of a different liquid made her really drowsy. The girl had decided then and there that she really, really despised needles with a passion. The man had left, claiming that the injection needed time to activate so he would be back in the next hour. She guessed it had been about thirty minutes since he left, but she couldn't be sure. It was really hard to tell what time had passed.

After what seemed like forever, the man came back. "Do you feel any pain?"

Erica barley heard him, but as she was about to respond, a flare of pain flashed through her whole body. It felt as if she was being stabbed by thousands of blades all at once. Coughing up blood, she glared at the man who now had his answer. "Y-you dipshit…wh-what d-did you d-do to me?" She managed to get out through clenched teeth.

"Just as I said I would, I enhanced your abilities." He pulled out another needle. "Sadly, you won't remember any of this."

He calmly walked over to her. Erica tried to thrash around and break free, but the pain was too much. She couldn't move.

All she could do was scream as her world turned black.

When she woke up, she had no clue where she was. All she knew was that her head was pounding and her body throbbing. There was a soft mattress under her and a feather pillow under her head. Glancing around the room she was in, she saw that it was very unfamiliar. Sitting up, she looked out the window and saw the night sky.

There was a slamming of a door under her, which told her she was on the second floor of some building. She could also hear voices—angry voices.

"Damn it! We couldn't find any clues!"

"Calm down, Eren, we'll find her."

"Levi, we don't know that!"

"Eren, listen to me." Their voices got quieter after that, so she couldn't make out what they were saying. She stood up, her body guarded as she scanned the room once more. She saw pictures, so she decided to look at them.

There were a few different pictures. One was of two men and a little girl, another of three children—two boys and a girl—and the third was a large picture with many adults as well as children. Looking at them, she felt an ache in her heart, but couldn't understand why she felt this. In fact, the only things she felt were the feelings of being empty and lost.

Hearing hurried footsteps on the stairs, she looked over at the door just as it was thrown open. There stood a tall man with brown hair and emerald green eyes. He looked like one of the men from the photos she had seen. His eyes, which looked sad before, lit up as he saw her, a smile growing on his face as he exclaimed, "Erica!" There were footsteps coming behind him.

Immediately, she held her hands out in front of her in a self-defense position. "Who are you?!" She said, fear in her voice.

The man's eyes widened and the man behind him shoved the taller out of the way to get a look at her. "Erica, where the fuck have you been?!"

She tightened her stance. "I'll ask again, who are you? Where am I?" Seeing their hurt faces made her realize something. Suddenly, she dropped her hands from their position. She held them in front of her. Her gaze fell on them as she became lost in thought. "Who…am I? Why can't I remember anything?" She looked up at the two men with panic. "What…?"

"Oh Erica!" The first man said as he rushed to her side. She allowed him to embrace her, it feeling slightly familiar. The second man, though not as rushed, came over as well. He started to ruffle her hair, though he soon embraced the two of them. She just stood there in their hold. The embrace didn't feel uncomfortable. In fact, it felt familiar to her. Tears started to poor down her face and she used her hands to hide her face as she began to sob.

The shorter man began to ruffle her hair once more, whispering soothing words to her. Soon, the other man joined in as well. The three then flopped onto the floor as they men continued to hold her.

Sorrow filled the room.

A/N: AW~ I'm so mean! But really, I can't wait to hear your all opinions about this. So, feel free to tell me what you think, ask some questions, make some predictions—just don't flame. :D