Attack on titan Fanfiction – I do not own any of the characters. But the story is mine..
After the flurry of noise that had swept through the land, all the silence set a sense of unease somewhere deep within the hearts of the people. It kept them longing for movement, distraction, direction. They felt lost in the folds of the thick unyielding quiet, unable to move. All they could do, was watch the despair as so many families cried over the bodies of their loved ones, over the bodies of the soldiers who had fought and died. In the end, the sun had risen. This was the aftermath of war.
The battlefield was drenched in blood, some of it disintegrating and going up in waves of steam, the rest pooling in the crevices of the earth. More than a hundred years of being caged up behind the walls, but now no more. The new world would take its first steps laying its foundations in this red earth.
The golden haired man walked through the thick of the aftermath. His heart crushing at the sight of all his fallen warriors, some of them damaged beyond recognition, others just, gone.
"Levi," he said in his deep resonating voice, his blue eyes fixed in the man who had led these men right through the very jaws of death and come out unharmed, on the outside at least, "What's the status on Yeager?"
They were standing in front of Eren's titan body that lay on the ground sizzling as it evaporated into thin air "brat's still stuck in there. His body seems to have fused to the titan," Levi said, his eyes emotionless.
Erwin looked sideways at his captain then back at the group of soldiers working to cut Eren free, "they will question our decision. Are you ready to fight this battle with me?"
"It's all I seem to be good at doing any way."
"If we do not, I doubt the kid will ever see the light of day again. He will be damned to the deepest parts of this earth and he will remain there until he is forgotten."
"The spoiled brat is more trouble than I'd like, but he did save my ass a couple of times back there. I'd rather not owe any debts, not to that half-wit in any case."
…
The survivors looked on as the soldiers dug the lifeless body of the Scouts commander out with trembling hands. The blade was still embedded deep in his heart. They carefully laid him down and moved away to make room for commander Pixis.
Erwin had been Pixis's redemption in so many ways, "you fool," were the only words he could find and he spoke them with a sense of loss, regret.
He had warned Erwin not too many days ago against acting on his gut feeling. But nothing got through to the man. He had always had the terrible habit of seeing things for what they really were, and then he'd go recklessly charging into the fight. But in the past his plans were flawless and he somehow managed to escape by meager inches. But this time.. Pixis closed his eyes as he rested his palm on the man's chest right next to the weapon that had taken his life, biting back his tears.
"This! Is!" the commander's thoughts were sullied as the thick voice broke in, "Pixis! I demand an explanation!"
Erwin had been right when he had told him about the stirring he felt in the courthouse, and the man had rarely been wrong. Pixis had always respected his intuition, though he did not agree with his methods of dealing with them. Something's afoot, and I don't like it, were his words, "PIXIS!"the voice boomed and the commander slowly got to his feet.
"Noblemen Alcott?" the commander said maintaining his composure,
"Explain!"
"The commander of the Scouts regiment seems to have been murdered," he said plainly.
Everyone watched as the noblemen glared at the man standing in front of him, the commander returning the stare with surprisingly calm eyes.
"Do you think I am stupid? I can see that."
"What's it that you would like explained then Sir?"
"Your theory"
"My theory?" the commander turned to look away, "I think my theory can wait. We have suffered a loss and we need to think with clear minds. The first thing we need to deal with is reinforcing the military and securing the wall because clearly, we were wrong when we thought that we had won the war. Unless.." he turned around, ".. you are sure that we have.. Sir.."
"I get a feeling that you are accusing me of something."
"Not at all sir. I'm meagerly stating facts that are staring me right in my face."
"So you are just going to let the murder of the commander slide?"
"Well, that's hardly in my hands sir. As a noblemen of the court, you are privy to taking decisions of justice."
"Well then, I refuse to let the matter rest even for a minute," his chest puffed, "and I order you to speak your mind."
Pixis let out a sigh, "as I see, there is only one man who would benefit from killing the Erwin, and I suggest we apprehend him as soon as possible." A wave of shock rang out as the commander laid his mind bare, the part of this mind that everyone could see.
"Find me, Levi," the Alcott spat.
"and commander, I suggest you break a confession out of him."
…
The veil of jumbled lines and dots over his eyes parted and he surfaced form from a half played out memory, his sore body fighting against his opening eyes. He felt the jab of the freezing water that was thrown across his face.
"You think I'm gonna let you pass out the easy?" the man slapped him on his cheek a couple of times leaving it red under the thin film of blood that had mixed with the water and was now trickling down his face. He groaned. "I've not even started. I like to save the best for the last."
He heard a loud CLANG as the man threw the bucket and it hit the bars of his holding cell, clattering down to the floor and coming to a stop next to a wooden chair. "You have always been a subject of talk among the soldiers Levi. They always questioned your intentions, and look now, we were right all along, weren't we?" he said inspecting one of the cuts on his subject's chest with his stubby finger. Obviously pleased at his handy work. "Just.." he pressed into the wound, ".. tell me why you did it, and maybe ill stop."
Levi's body reacted on its own trying to remove itself from the mercy of his assailant.
A punch landed, sucking the air out of him yet again
"There surely must be a god somewhere, don't you agree? you deserve so much more.."
Levi looked up, black scribbles encircling his vision, threatening to invade at any moment, "your chil-dho-od must've been really sc-rewed, i-f you believe in shit lik-e that," Levi spat.
"Shut up!" the man's knee met with his rib-cage and Levi lurched forward, blood spilling from his mouth, "answer my fucking question!" the man bent down, lifted his head by his hair and brought his face close to his subject's, "why.." he tightened his grip on Levi's hair tugging at them, "did you murder the commander?"
Levi meagerly stared blankly as the man's breath rushed past his face, "what? You want to ta-ke this party to the bedroom no-w?" he taunted.
The aggressor threw his face down rather rashly, Levi coughed and squirmed where he hung pinned to the wall of the cell, he sucked in a large amount of air in order to stabilize himself, "you guys- ha-ve egos so large you coul-d fit a thous-and cows in them,"
The man had had it with this assholes sarcasm, he walked right up to him and closed his fingers around his small neck, "please.. make another smart-ass comment.. I beg you," he said through gritted teeth as he tightened his grip.
"Lieutenant, back down please, the answers you want will die with him if you kill him," Pixis's voice sent a shudder through the man and he immediately let go. Levi's face had almost turned a slim shade of blue, his lungs worked desperately to keep him alive. The Lieutenant turned and gave a spruce salute to his slow approaching commander.
"Report,"
"He has said nothing Commander. Well nothing of import at least."
"I see," Pixis walked up to the convulsing Captain and lifted his chin so he could see the full damage, "maybe, if we keep up with this for a few more days, your tongue will loosen up?" he let Levi's face fall, "or… maybe.." he said walking to the chair, "you can tell me the story of your life, right now," he tapped the back of the chair with his finger, the two guards that had walked in with the commander quickly started unfastening the bonds that held the captain, his weak body fell forward and one of the men caught him in his arm. They dragged him to the wooden chair and dropped him in it. Pixis gestured the three men to leave them alone.
The two of them waited, neither one of them speaking. Pixis leaned on the bars behind Levi and brought out his little bottle of joy and took a short swing form it.
"so," Levi gave in, "what is it th-at you want?"
"Everyone wants an answer, Levi."
"I asked what you want, you bald drunk."
"what I want is irrelevant, and I'm beginning to fear always will be," he took another drink and tasted the liquid in his mouth before swallowing.
"Way to go for the Garris-on regiment and their comman-der, always hiding in the win-gs of the stage. Try com-ing into the spotlight for once commande-r" Levi mocked the man and spit out the blood that had collected in his mouth.
"It's not my style, Captain."
"Captain?" he turned his head to look at the commander, "why don't you take the hon-or of stripping me off the title, now that you have already stripped me off my p-ride, by accusing me of murd-ering my own commander?"
"Hn..Erwin made all his choices wisely," Pixis said his eyes clouding over as he thought of his comrade, his friend, "the day he told me he was getting you into the Survey corps, I had warned him.. in my way.. I had seen your files and no matter how hard I tried, I could not seem to pin you down," a small laugh escaped him as he turned the mouth of the bottle between his fingers. "The essay you wrote. Well," he chuckled, " that was a masterpiece. I'd have framed the damn thing and put it in my office had it not been an official document. It was.. well how shall I say this?.. perky, just like I like them. Luckily for Erwin, you turned out alright, save the initial attempt you made on his life."
"Well, he tried to serve me his own ass on a pla-tter on that one, didn't he?" Levi said, nursing his jaw, his ragged breathing had calmed down some, "don't go blamin-g me for the man's idiocy."
"I'm afraid I have to agree," Pixis pushed himself off the bars and squatted in front the battered Captain. He pulled out a neatly folded white handkerchief a held it out to Levi. "I know why you agreed to let me arrest you, Levi. So let's stop beating around the bush now, shall we?"
"Quick work, coming in after yo-ur mad dog has chewed me half to death," Levi snatched the cloth form Pixis's hand, the commander remained quiet, giving the man some room to breathe.
"I knew that whatever this was. You were my last hope," Levi finally said looking intently at Pixis.
"So it was a gamble? And here I was thinking I had earned your trust," Pixis said bringing a trace of mock hurt in his voice.
"I don't think anyone would blindly tr-ust you, the drunkard that you are."
Pixis smirked, "so did your gamble pay off?"
"I half wished it did not."
"I rarely jump in to the line of fire Levi, and when I do, I make damn bloody sure that the bullets do not hit me."
"Maybe I ought to appla-ud you selfless deeds?"
"The wheels are turning underneath our feet, and Erwin paid with his life because I'm guessing he'd found out."
"Yeah, that shithea-d never knew when to stop. He'd jump into a well and we'd all jump in right after him, like blubbering idi-ots.."
"Well, you have jumped. The question is, are you going to see it through?"
"I ought to get a gold medal."
Pixis leaned forward and grabbed the now bloodied handkerchief form Levi's hand, "I can't promise you that gold medal, but you'd better get to rounding up your men."
"Do I look like a thug running a dru-gs business? I can't do squat form in here."
"The entire military wants you to see the light Levi."
"Tel-l that to the ogre who beat me to a pulp."
"Well he was only following orders, much like we all are," he got up to leave, "well that, and you had disgraced him in front of his squad sometime back. You should really learn to restrain that foul mouth of yours. Look where it got you, spitting blood over the floor of my headquarters."
"I did say I'-d clean up your house. Maybe I should start here.."
Pixis rested his hand oh Levi's shoulder, a small smile played on his lips, "well, I'll be sure to send some detergent along," he said as he got up and left the cell.
Never talk's straight does he?
Well I'm all pumped up right now about this story, so I guess I'll put out a couple more chapters in quick succession. Sorry if it's too fast ^_^