I always thought that if Pixis had a daughter/ son, he'd be a cuddly and affectionate Father because of his eccentricity/ drunkenness. So, him and Harry have a relationship much like Tamaki and Haruhi from OHSHC or Maes Hughes and his daughter from FMA- only Harrison is considerably more violent than Haruhi or Elicia.
I know that Rivaille is just the French spelling of 'Levi' and that that' just how it's pronounced etc etc, but I have this issue with anime characters not having a surname. Therefore, I will refer to Rivaille as both spellings, and probably just say that his full name is Levi Rivaille. So yeah. If I get flamed for it you'll just look like a prat because I've given my reasons here ^.^
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Chapter Three: The Scouting Legion, Huh?
"Hmmm..." Harrison analysed the blades, weighing them in her palms, twisting them this way and that. Then she turned her head away, thrusting them back into Petra's arms, "Nope. I'll stick with my harpoon thanks."
"But Erevine-"
"Harryyyy, there you are!-" Pixis was stopped from getting too close to the red-haired girl by a palm swinging up and slamming into his face.
"Arm's length, old man." Harry said flatly, eyeing him. His arms grappled to hug her, his head being tipped back forcibly by the hand still pushed against his chin.
"Urm, Commander..." Pixis realised that Petra was stood with his adopted daughter and immediately straightened up, clearing his throat.
"Yes, what is it, Petra?" he asked, and she straightened up as well, holding herself in a respectful way to speak with the Commander. Although he was commander of the Garrison's Southern district and not actually in power over her, it felt wrong to be disrespectful of a higher-up.
"Sir... ah, it's nothing." Petra said, finally changing her mind. "I'll be going now, I have to report to Levi-heichou for the afternoon."
"Yes, of course." he said, and Harrison scowled, puffing out her cheeks and Petra turned away, giving her carer the opportunity to smother her by catching her off guard. She struggled in his grip, finally squirming out (she was a naturally wriggly girl, able to squeeze out of the trickiest situations... in other words, she was sneaky) and running for the hills. "Wait, Harry-cchi!" he called after her from where he lay on the floor, having lost his balnce and landed there. "Harry..."
Harrison just continued to run, a fear on her face that didn't even appear when faced with titans. Using her mechanical leg for power, she leapt onto the roof of a nearby building, running along the rows of terraced housing. She had no particular destination in mind, just to get the heck away from that psycho that was her guardian.
She landed in a random pathway and looked around, realising quickly that she was completely, utterly and hopelessly lost. But, not one to give up or look on the negative, she just picked another path and followed it, thinking of it as an adventure. And anyway, it wasn't like she'd suffer if she didn't make her way back. She was swift enough to sneak by a house and snatch some food if she needed it (she wasn't exactly a big or fussy eater so it would be easy to do) and she rather enjoyed sleeping rough. In fact, she had kind of missed sleeping where she could hear the birds chirping and the leaves swishing in the trees. She always left her bedroom window open at night, but it wasn't quite the same.
After wandering for a few hours, she finally saw some familiar faces- ones she recognised as being in Corporal Shortie's squad. She meandered lackadaisically towards them, and they looked up- she didn't exactly move quietly, what with a metal leg and all.
"Ahh, Oruo!" she exclaimed, then span around. The slack-eyed male just watched blandly as she gestured madly to the crest on her back. "Look, look! I passed my exam, I'm now a member of the Scouting legion, just like you and Petra and that short guy!"
"Eh? Am I supposed to care?" he muttered, not showing his surprise- though secretly he was a bit put out that she had passed at such a young age. He's expected the higher ups to hold her back a few years, at least... "Go bother someone else."
She pouted at his lack of praise, and so turned to Gunter, who held a hand of cards and looked very tired. He hadn't gotten much sleep the night before.
"What about you?! You're impressed, right? Right?" she exclaimed, hoping that she could show off to someone other than Pervert-Pixis (as she had nicknamed him. When she called him it he looked like he was going to cry), but, much too her chagrin, he just shrugged, forcing a half smile.
"Wha... well done..." he mumbled sleepily. She fumed.
"You could at least show some kind of enthusiasm, you Onionhead!" (Anyone else think Gunter's head is shaped kinda like an Onion?) she exclaimed, glaring at them and leaping up to the rooftops once more. Gunter's head hit the table as he drifted into sleep, and Oruo took the opportunity to sneak a peek at his cards.
Harry was still grumbling to herself even as she wandered back through more streets- though now itwas more of a stomp.
"Stupid unenthusiastic Buttheads... I'm amazing and they know it..." she muttered, then halted, hearing the thud of flesh meeting flesh. She looked up to see some boy, about her age, maybe younger, get sent flying by a man twice his size. A blonde boy stood by, looking scared. "Eh?"
Her honey-hued eyes narrowed as the man sailed in for another shot, and propelled herself forward, using the mechanical leg for power. Then, she landed several small but precise punches before jumping and hooking her fake leg around his neck, slamming him head first into the ground. The impact knocked him out.
She brushed her hands off and then quickly wiped the dirt and dust off of her clothes- she would possibly see that Corporal that day and didn't want to get bitched out for being dirty- then saw the expression of awe on the faces of the two she'd just helped and felt a broad grin come onto her face. Then, she immediately calmed herself- she wanted to seem cool since they were perhaps the only people she'd be able to brag to that day.
"Are you okay?" she asked with a serious expression, offering the boy who had been decked a hand and helping him to his feet. He stared at her still, mouth hanging open.
The boy seemed to realise he was staring when she gave him a confused look as though questioning his sanity (Though in reality, she was thinking 'Yes, stare, I know I'm awesome and you can't remove your gaze.') and closed his mouth, flushing slightly.
"Er, y-yes. Thank you for, um, helping us." he said, and Harrison smiled.
"It's fine. I like beating down guys like that." she said freely, flicking a strand of burgundy out of her face. "It's not okay to pick on people just 'cause they're smaller, y'know?"
"But.. how did you do that?" the blonde one asked, a mix of awe and confusion in his voice. The redhead bent and pulled up her trouser leg, showing the metal appendage. She showed it to anyone that asked, really- it wasn't like she had any reason to hide it.
"It's a bit stronger than an ordinary leg." she said, then grinned, "And it helps me with the old slice and dice."
"Eh? What do you-" the brunette's eyes grew in size, "Wait! That crest, you're in the Scouting legion!"
'If they didn't respect me before, they will do now...' Harry smirked to herself, "Yup, just passed my test this morning."
"But you're just a kid like us!" the brunette one exclaimed, and she tilted her head.
'Screw acting cool.' "Actually, I'm twelve, almost thirteen. Technically a pre-teen, not a kid." she said in a brittle tone. The word 'kid' made her sound helpless, and that was one thing that she definitely was not. "And I passed that test with flying colours. I'm a Titan killing expert."
"You've already killed Titans?" the blonde one asked, cutting off the brunette one- who seemed to be pissed at the tone she used. "How many? When?"
"More than I can count, back when I was living outside the walls." she pressed a hand to her shirt where the file on her life was concealed.
"You lived outside the walls?!" they both breathed together, and she nodded, smug that she'd finally hooked them. They gazed at her with admiration.
"Yup, my whole life. I didn't even know about this place 'til a few days ago." the blonde one straightened up, looking determined.
"Miss, my name is Armin Arlert and this is Eren Jaeger. Will you please tell us what it is like Outside?!" he asked, sounding as though if she said no he might break down in desperation. She blinked a few times, surprised to find someone that was that curious about the world outside the walls.
"Sure! I'd love to." she smiled, gesturing for them to follow her as she started walking, "My name's Harrison, by the way."
Sooo! Harry meets Eren and Armin! XD Not the most conventional first meeting, but meh.
I think there will probably be one more pre-timeskip chapter, and then we'll skip ahead to when Eren and Armin and all those people are trainees. Eren, Armin, and Harry-dearest are all 12 here, but after the timeskip they'll be... 15, I think?
Well, R&R. Glad you guys are enjoying this so far, btw ;D
