A/N those books I mentioned last time, the ones Mikasa wanted from Hanji can you guess what they could be ;D

Annie's POV

I lay back on the bed breathing in and out slowly as if I was asleep, I was stuck in a cell with the famous Ackerman known for winning every fight and having no mercy really, if she wanted she could have killed me back there but no, I wonder why she didn't, staring at the ceiling wide awake, yesterday I kind of refused to work so I slept in slightly and I just don't seem to be tired now, just some weird feeling that's keeping me awake, like stomach ache but different, I bet it's just stomach ache nothing to worry about, I had that feeling before when Mikasa fought me in the cell and ended up holding me down. "Thinking about her holding back annoys me, I just want to beat her ass now and make her feel pain for once" I quietly growled, getting up and going the open bathroom at the back, just in case someone tired to do something they shouldn't and so the guards could see and stop that person aka if they didn't want to live anymore, though at that point they would be sent to the pysch ward of the prison or another prison but mostly the pysch ward where I assume Hanji examines them like experiments or something.

I walked over to the mirror to glance in it, the only thing I saw was a bloodied version of myself all beaten up, I knew where this had come from, when I was a smaller kid I always got beaten up by the other kids of the neighbourhood ,even the members of the shifters at one time, also my parents didn't care much until my father came home from a long trip away from me and my mum, he taught me how to fight after years of being bullied for not fitting in, or just being the usual me, the me that never really talked much and who now always was the one to not take any shit from anyone and just be the one to win the fight, I suppose I really am like Ackerman over there just with a difference I didn't know about. Suddenly the mirror warped weirdly and Ackerman's face showed up there laughing at me, why was she even here? I hate that she's stronger than me and beat me twice, I hate losing "Hmm maybe she was right about me needing dominance, but it's to help me block out all of those memories that I just don't want to remember" I cried out. Slamming my fist against the mirror which refused to break, only cracking slightly on the corner but not so much it would break off.

I screamed at the mirror as I kept slamming my fist into the glass of the mirror, it still refused to break and in the end I just ended up with bloody knuckles and a slightly cracked mirror, along with Ackerman behind me staring bewildered and shocked. I lay in the corner of the small, blue room, a few tears trickling down my face burning my checks as they slipped down past my mouth dropping on to my white jeans I had put back on.

Hesitant footsteps landed Ackerman in front of me, looking worried at me as she knelt down, a pained expression on her face as if someone one she knew had just been seriously injured or killed but it was just me sat here. "What do you want Ackerman?" I growled at her but she kept her face the same as before, her eyes showed a saddened look but her mouth was straight no emotion given off from it. "I think it's me that should be asking you that, so... What's wrong?" She hummed now sitting down on the floor next to me as if not caring that the floor was freezing and most likely sending chills down her spine like it was with mine "Who said there was anything wrong? There's nothing wrong so butt out of it Ackerman" I said still leaning my head on my knees that were pulled up to my chest where my arms had wrapped around them to try and keep some warmth at least.

"Hmm let me see, the mirror is now cracked, your knuckles are bleeding and you were crying.. Also raging but I wasn't paying much attention to that because it sounded private, but this seems to be badly affecting you and now since your stuck with me. It'll affected me too, so tell me what's wrong" She deadpanned, her voice wavering when she asked me what was wrong like she was actually concerned for me, yeah right she can't be, no one else ever has so why should someone start now, especially the woman that just kicked my ass.. twice now "I said go away, you don't really fucking care, no one ever has so why should you Ackerman... Just wanna learn more about your enemy" I shouted at her "I know more then enough about you and frankly that's not what I do, enemies aren't worth researching much." She sighed before leaning on the wall to help her get up, I looked up at her properly only just realising that unlike me, she just had a loose shirt on and shorts which were more or less just underpants, and she wasn't cold without jeans, she's weird "It's not weird I used to live in some pretty cold places with my parents before..." She muttered, I obviously said what I was thinking about her out loud, wow that's embarrassing.

"You wouldn't understand me anyway, I guess someone like you has never had pain like me" I mumbled, slumping down the wall more as tears started to trickle down my face more heavily, they burned as they ran down my cheeks down to my chin before dampening my hoodie "Heh, you have no fucking idea how much pain I've enjured Leonhardt and from what I know about you, your pain ain't shit compared to mine" She growled before slipping out of the bathroom, a slight ring of metal told me she had lay back down and the air was now thick with tension now that the room had fell silent once again. It was half an hour before I bothered to get up from the floor and stroll back into the room where Mikasa seemed to be asleep facing the wall, ignoring this I climbing on to the top bunk purposely kicking her in the side, her body was rigid as I climbed up before laying down and closing my eyes.

After what seemed like forever in the dark, I felt something move but immediately ignored it and fell back into a light sleep, only moments later I regreted my decision as cold hands slipped around my neck pressing down slightly but not enough to stop me breathing... Yet, forcing my eyes open a dark figure now hovering above me, this is the same person with their hands encased around my throat, so a wrong move means that they start choking me, after a minute or so my vision adjusted so I could at least see their face outlines, the mouth curling into a cruel looking smile more like what a psychopath would wear more then anyone else, their messed up hair covering the rest of their face, leaving a small gap that they could see through. I lay unmoving, terrified for the first time in what felt like forever, I never felt true fear before, mostly rage but this figure truely scared me for this figure was Mikasa Ackerman, known for her skills of using things to her advantage and this would definitely be one of those times. My body shaking uncontrollably now as her soft, raven hair brushed against my face and her eyes came into view, a murderous look glinting in them as her grip tighten slightly, her grin growing wider, this was a side of her I had thought I wanted to see but now I really never want to see it again, no wonder she keeps herself in control all the time, but how does she do that?

"Happy now Annie, you got to see my other side hmm" She chuckled dryly only her voice sounded different, weird a pitch too low to be her normal kind sounding voice "I know you wanted to see this side, so what do you think? You seem terrified and it's funny to see you like that, normally so collected and stoic but now your letting your true emotions show through that tough exterior" She laughed again enjoying herself, she was totally different to before. "What's wrong with you? Why are you suddenly so shy and quiet, you scared of big, bad Mikasa Ackerman" She taunted closing her hands more around my neck, now pressure enough that if she moved anymore slightly I would be choking. "What's wrong with you? Why so different now from before?" I whimpered as she glared at me, I swear if looks could kill I would be dead 10 times over already "Nothing, this is the Ackerman everyone else is afraid of, the one that nearly killed that man, Levi today. I thought little Annie wanted to see that Mikasa, she was pratically begging to before, remember, the one she's now scared of" She laughed maniacally before leaning forward to look me right in the eyes, shivers traveling so fast down my spine it almost felt impossible but it was happening, her eyes now black looking, with a dead look to them almost, glazed over with something but I couldn't quite place what.

She slowly loosened her grip, leaning back then jumping off the top bunk landing on her feet like a cat, before looking at me with that same look again for one last time that night "Night, be glad I didn't carry it through, I could have with no regrets" She smirked before slipping under the sheets of her bed as the silence took over again and I tried to sleep only failing and staring up at the ceiling again, thinking over what crazy shit just happened with Mikasa, I knew she had a violent side, that scares the crap out of everyone but that is beyond the description of others and is even scarier then I thought it would be, I thought shivering again at the thought that she contemplated strangling me.

A/N so more about them both is unfolding now, what do you think about this? Next time Hanji shall be a backstory teller.