Chapter 6: Premonition
So here's chapter six, enjoy and happy Halloween :)
A man smoking a cigarette stood in the shadows of an alley, waiting for the right person to exit from the bar across the street. There she was, not as tall as he would've liked but was of Asian heritage and possessed dark eyes and hair. He walked toward her, judging from how she walked she was fairly drunk, so it would be an easy kill. He picked up the pace while his victim was blissfully unaware of the danger she was in.
"Why hello Miss, I believe you dropped your wallet" he said with a smile. The girl looked up at him confused, "oh I did?" The man kept smiling, "yes, here you go" he said as he pulled an object from his pocket. In a flash a cloth was pressed to the drunk girls face who tried her best to fight back but didn't manage to get away. When her body went limp the man dragged her body back to his van in an alley not far away. Normally when he would kidnap someone he wouldn't be so quick to do so and would typically plan things out, but tonight was special, ten years ago on that very night his first victim had escaped him. He grunted more out of annoyance than effort as he tossed the girl in the back and handcuffed her to the floor. He had no idea what she'd be doing with her life now, and her name always made him growl in annoyance. It was Mikasa, Mikasa Ackerman.
Armin shuddered as he felt a gust of wind hit him. He snuggled deeper into his jacket but felt as if he wasn't wearing one at all, regardless he kept walking, he didn't know where he was going but he knew for whatever reason he shouldn't stop. Armin turned the corner and the feeling is dread grew incredibly strong, he couldn't suppress the shudder he made as he felt a pair of eyes watching him. They where cold and thinking of ways to do something Armin knew he wouldn't like. He spotted another person, it was Mikasa. Armin desperately wanted to run over to her but his body wouldn't move. He wanted to call out to her but his voice wouldn't work, he tried harder with a avail.
The figure in the shadows moved, he stood in the middle of Armin and Mikasa but he could not see his face. The figure was watching, waiting to see whom he would go after. Armin winced, he was scared, the time to pick was coming, and Armin wasn't sure he could handle what would happen once he did. The figure looked like he made his choice, he hadn't even moved yet and Armin was shaking uncontrollably. "No..." Armin mumbled, "No!"
Armin woke with a start to find he was at home in his bed. Eren was sleeping on the top bunk and Armin was at the bottom as usual. He got out of bed, he knew it was just a dream, but it would help him rest easier (if he went back to sleep that is). He got out of bed with a creak and as quietly as he could made his way out of the room and into the hall. He shivered, it was cold without the heater on, but that was extra money spent on rent they didn't have. Within less than five steps he was at Mikasa's bedroom door.
The door opened with a creak and he peered his head in. In the darkness he could make out Mikasa's form, and from knowing her for a long part of his life, knew she was awake. "Is something wrong?" Mikasa asked as she sat up. Armin opened the door fully, "Sorry to disturb you, it was just a bad dream and it made me feel better to check up on you." Armin said sheepishly. Mikasa beckoned him over and he sat on the bed next to her. "It's okay, we're going to be fine. No matter what happens" she said calmly. Armin relaxed and smiled, "Thanks Mikasa"