A Devil Among Titans Chapter 6: Momento Mori

A/N: Ah yes I have realized Dante is too op in the world of SnK. Luckily, I was already planning on counterbalancing this. :P.

Dante arrived at the Survey Corps HQ , following Levi, Oluo and Petra "You'll be staying here with us." Levi said without even looking back at the man. "Here are your quarters. And the mess hall is over on the left. Dinner will be served in a half an hour so I suggest you get settled in as quickly as possible."

Dante looked around and yawned, "Looks good, looks good. Anything else I need to know "

The three Survey Corps soldiers turned around to face the half demon. "Yes...If you need anything, bother Petra or Oluo. I don't have time to deal with petty crap."

Dante nodded, having already been introduced earlier, he already knowing most of their names.

The Son of Sparda entered his room. It was simple and nothing flashy. A bed was on the far left, along the right was a desk and chair and beside it a closet to store his belongings. He removed his coat and threw it on the chair before jumping on the bed and yawning. "I could use a nap." He muttered to himself "But foods going to be served in a few..." Before his thoughts could continue, he felt a throbbing pain on his left forearm. He sat up immediately and eyed it, "This can't be good." The pain lingered for a few moments before subsiding. Dante stared at his forearm for a few moments in deep thought.

"Dante."

He turned around quickly and noticed Petra standing by the door. "Dinner is ready so you should come down to the mess hall to eat." She said, giving him a friendly smile.

Dante nodded, he smiled slightly to cover up the concern he was feeling at the moment."No need to tell me twice. Just give me a minute..."

The ginger haired woman nodded and left to meet with the others.

Dante stared blankly at the wall before standing up and heading over to mess hall. The eating area was simple. It had a few long tables with wooden chairs pushed in them. He looked around before Oluo causally waved at him. The demon hunter took this as a sign to join the people at the table which consisted of Levi, Oluo and Petra.

"Yo." Dante greeted, taking a chair next to Levi while across from were the other two.

"Glad you can join us Dante." Petra said, friendly as ever.

"Yeah." Oluo was next to speak, "Thanks for saving our asses back their. Least we can do is offer you some grub."

Dante smiled at the prospect of food, having not eaten in a few days.

Levi merely grunted in greeting, sending a sideways glance at the half-breed beside him.

The dinner was simple, it was a meat and veggie stew with some bread on the side. It wasn't anything fancy but it was hearty and filled up the stomach quiet well.

During that time, Dante was asked a few questions by the two, Levi merely listened and observed.

"So Dante, what were you doin outside of wall rose anyways?" Oluo questioned.

Dante had to think a few moments, making sure. "I was looking for a way home." Dante said, satisfied with his answer.

"But how did you even get there in the first place? " Petra piped up.

"Err...I just woke up and found myself there." He said, giving a partial truth.

The two in front of him gave him questioning looks before merely shrugging, seemingly satisfied with his answers.

Levi knew he was hiding something but kept quiet for the rest of dinner. "Alright." The corporal stood up once he thought everyone had their fill of food. "Everyone head back to their quarters except for the newcomer." Levi said "You're goin to help Petra wash the dishes. Hopefully you're competent enough to not drown in the sink."

Dante sighed "Aww man. I haven't washed dishes since I was a kid."

The short woman merely gave a small chuckle "Maybe I could refresh your memory. Come on, Heichou gave us an order and we have to complete it."

Petra stood next to Dante and took a few minuted to teach the demon hunter how to wash the dishes properly. Once the lesson was over, they began to clean in a uniform fashion.

Once in awhile they would talk to each other, Petra telling him about her life and about the Survey Corps. Dante listened, thinking it was better to not say anything about his history.

As the demon hunter listened to Petra talk, he cut his thumb absent-mindedly with a knife that he was washing. "Ow." Dante grunted, looking at his finger. Petra gave him a concerned look "Are you okay? What happened?"

Dante just looked at his now bleeding thumb

"Yeah, nothin to worry about." But there were things to worry about. One: Dante felt pain and bled from a steel knife. Something only demonic weapons could do. Two: His thumb wouldn't stop bleeding and he needed a bandage to cover it up.

'This cannot be good.' Dante thought to himself. And in the back of his mind a faint whisper could be heard. It said to him: "Remember that you are mortal."

A/N: Not as long as the last one. But yeah gonna take a short hiatus until I get back from Mexico. :p until then see ya.