Hey everyone! I was able to write this chapter today along with getting the stuff I needed to do done, so I am satisfied for today :D

thank you for all the likes, favs, and reviews! Nauur18, calleyrose, and Miharu Midorikawa, I must thank you personally for reviewing the last chapter! It helps a lot ^^

anyway, am thinking of the main enemy being a main character in attack on Titan! and then I was like 'no, people are SO going to hate me for that one xD ' so, would you guys like it to be oc, or a regular character? Please give me your feedback on whatcha think!

Posting this at night again -_-

oh well, enough of my jibber jabber, enjoy!

Eren didn't know how long he had been on this object. All he knew was that it was in the air and that he'd been tied up here for days. He was starving, tired, and angry. But most of all, he was sad. He wanted revenge. Revenge to the people who made him like this, making his family no more than a pile of corpses.

Eren had been in and out of consciousness this whole ride, and when he was awake, there seemed to be arguing between whether to put him in the 'arena' or in the 'hunt'. He guessed the arena was better than whatever the other thing was, so he prayed he would be in the arena. His body was so sore that if he tried to move his arms, he would have to bite his lip to hold in a scream. They hadn't fed him anything, and when they did come to check on him, they'd give him another dose of sleeping drugs and some water.

"Hey," a man in a mask said, holding Eren up by his hair. He cringed at the sudden movement, but stared at him with enough spirit to kill an army. The man in the mask looked over at his comrades, and they nodded. He smirked, and bellowed. "Well, you're going into the hunt. I wish you luck." He said, locking on a wristlet to his arm.

"What the hell is this?" Eren spat, his voice raspy.

"Still feisty, eh?" The man chuckled, sounding congested with snot. It was disgusting. "It's a tracking device. You survive two years out there, we bring you into the arena. Got it? I'm not repeating it." He cut off the ropes on Erens body and hands, and held him over the open doers of the plane, wind flushing in. "New Recruit 404, welcome to The Hunt." He said, throwing Eren off into the lake below, where everyone was dropped off.

All Eren could feel was the big thunk his body made when it hit the water. It hurt like hell, and he swore that he broke something. He could barely breathe, impact with the water knocking the wind out of him. He moved his arms and legs as much as he could, barely able to surface the water. He gasped for air, hyperventilating as he moved his jello-like arms to a solid surface. As soon as his feet could feel ground, he flopped down, eyes blurry and aching like being after a fight.

Before he could pass out, he saw a blurry figure, looking down at him. "Tsh, another new one. This ones pretty young too. Bastards." He looked up to see brown eyes, before falling into a exhausted slumber.

...

"Oy...

Oi...

Oy, you awake?!" Eren heard when his eyes snapped open. He noted that he was wrapped in some kind of fur, as he slowly got up. He saw a dimly lighted fire, little crackles going up onto the stone wall. It seemed as if he was in a cave.

"Who's the new kiddo?" A female voice asked. When he looked her way, she was completely covered in a cloth, head to toe.

"Just got dropped off, and just woke up." The figure kneeled down. "What's your name?" The figure asked, touching Eren.

Eren flinched away, and looked up at him. The man looked in his late forties or early fifties, and had short dirty blonde hair. He had brown eyes, and a few wrinkles on his forehead.

"... E-Eren..." He whispered out, leaving the other man satisfied. "...what's your name?..."

"My name? Ahh, I forgot to tell ya." He said, voice full of fatigue. "The names Hannes, short stuff." He stood up, and walked to the fire. "Welcome to hell."

Eren shuddered at the words, and nearly forgot about the woman. Her hair was a light brown and long, and she had blue eyes. He had taken her hood of and smiled at Eren, "Hello Hun." She noted, handing over what looked like a chicken leg. It looked like shit, but Eren looked like he'd seen heaven. He glanced at the woman, and snatched the chicken and chomped on it. The woman laughed. "My names Felice." She stated, walking back to the fire.

".. Thank you..." He murmered, stumbling to get up.

"I wouldn't do that if I were you. You broke a rib and sprained your ankle." He noted, poking a stick at the fire. "You're lucky we got you before one of them showed up." He noted, and Felice froze once he spoke that. They seemed to be in an argument in their minds, but Eren didn't notice.

"... Who's them?" He spoke more clearly, licking the bone of the chicken leg.

Hannes grew stiff, and Felice didn't move. It looked like she didn't even breathe. "... Just be thankful they didn't put you in the arena, okay?" She smiled, grabbing a wooden bowl to pour some soup in.

"I thought... The arena was better, right?" Eren asked, making Hannes chuckle dangerously.

"My boy, you certainly are dumb. At least in The Hunt you don't kill each other."

"K-Kill?!" Eren stuttered, shivering as Felice carefully walked over.

"What, you thought you were just dropped off here scotch-free?" Hannes said, laughing. "Short stuff, you got a lot to learn about this new world. Where the strong live, and the weaker... how do I explain this nicely... They get devoured. So, the question is; do you want to live, or do you want to die, Eren?"

Levi was soon rushed by doctors as soon as he heard about the group that took Eren, saying that they needed to run some tests on him. He was immediately pushed out of the door, leaving him dumbfounded. Now, he was at his office.

He had known the group for making his cases a disaster. It was one of the very few cases that couldn't be solved when handed to Levi, was the group Sina. Sina was a secret illegal organization rumored to be some of the cruelest men ever born. They take normal people, and turn them into something else. A machine. A monster. Only two people were able to escape wherever there base was, and you could get very little information out of them. They were great killers and were sent to a mental hospital for comfort.

So, how come Eren was still stable if he had went there? Levi did know that he did blow up some places (a lot of places), but Eren seemed to know what he was doing. He was doing it for his sheer amusement. Or, was it for something else? There were so many 'what ifs' for Levi it gave him a serious headache. He kept searching up information for this group, trying to get a lead, anything. He was worried. So, so worried. He didn't want to admit it, but he had emotions for the shitty brat. Hopefully he didn't do anything stupid.

Hopefully.

A doctor was checking his blood pressure and had taken samples of his DNA, and was, to say the least, amazed. There were entirely different blood cells in his blood stream, some of them yellow or green without causing heart failure. His pulse was also above three times a normal pulse would be, and acted fine. The boy was extraordinary. He was something else, like a superhuman. Do they even exist? The doctor opened up the door.

"Eren, I got to ask you-" the doctor started.

Before all he saw was the window curtains flowing because of the window being open, and empty bed, and a note on it. He rushed over to. The window, and looked down. He was on the four floor! And in a hospital as a patient! The doctor sighed, not knowing what to expect from the boy anymore. He shut the window, and looked over to the sheet of paper.

Doc-

I gotta go. Gotta game tonight, so yeah. I'll be careful. Tell my sister I'll be Home by midnight. Thanks!

-Eren

"My my..." The doctor smirked, putting his hand and pulling his hair back. Wasn't this boy a handful.

...

"Hanji, you're back." Levi said, putting the folders down.

"Yep, and I brought bagels!" She noted, hopping over to his desk and laying down a bag. "There cinnamon crunch!" She said, as if the fight earlier today had never happened. She swiped the remote from Levi's desk again. "I'm so boooored, Eren was keeping me occupied you know?" She sighed, munching on a huge chunk of bagel. She flipped the TV on, looking at the flashing images.

Levi didn't pay much attention to it, and kept working. Hanji sighed, getting bored, but then saw something. Important. Her eyes widened, yelling, "Levi! Look! Its bad!"

"What the hell are you talking about-" Levi stopped mid-sentence, looking at the screen.

"Just as the city thought he was done, the Player strikes again!"