LEVI: The moment the sun set, we made a move to rescue Eren.

Hanji squeezed my hand, indicating nervousness.

"You alright?" I mumbled.

"Mm."

"Historia, lead the way." I instructed.

She nodded, pulling out a crudely drawn map. "Okay, the place Mikasa and Armin described sounds like this, WALL containment building A. That's probably where the Master Titan will be."

"Master Titan?" I questioned.

"No one knows his true identity, but I've heard the rumors of possible suspects." Historia said.

"Name them."

"Uhh...well the top suspect is Dr. Grisha Jäeger..."

Armin's eyes widened. "That's impossible."

"Not entirely," Mikasa said, "The day Mrs. Jäeger was murdered, I remember she and Dr. Jäeger had an argument about what Eren was going to do with his future. I had overheard that Dr. Jäeger was planning for Eren to join him in his line of work, which I assumed was in the medical field, but Mrs. Jäger was horror-stricken and demanded that Eren find a nice job in the city.

After their quarrel, Dr. Jäeger left the house for work. It was around five PM, the time when he usually comes home, when the Titans showed up and demanded to see Eren. They said the Master said it was Eren's time. Mrs. Jäeger refused to let them find Eren, so they shot her.

I don't understand why they didn't just take Eren, but maybe this 'Master Titan' person has other plans for Eren and they're waiting for the perfect moment..."

"Like last night when Eren willingly challenged them!" Armin chimed in.

"Bingo," I decided.

"But there are other suspects," Historia reminded me.

"I'm 99% sure that Dr. Jäeger is the Master Titan, and that he's behind the murder of Mikasa's parents." I said.

"How so?" Mikasa asked.

"The Titans have several divisions for different crimes. The main division is for arson and theft, which is the one we encountered Thursday night," I explained, "the second main crime division is murder, the one Eren encountered. The third main crime division is sex trafficking, the ones who took your mother."

"They killed my mother," Mikasa corrected me, "and they weren't wearing masks."

"Maybe they weren't actual members of the Titans," Armin suggested, "maybe they were people the Titans paid to do the dirty work, and the Titans are the main consumers?"

I didn't have to see her to know that Mikasa was disgusted by that idea.

"It's right around there," Historia pointed. "I'll go first and ask to see Ymir, and then when I give the signal you charge out and start shooting up everyone."

"That...is a terrible plan." I decided.

"Do you have a better one?" She retorted.

"It's tactless, but if it rescues Eren then I'll do anything." Mikasa said.

"I guess I will, too," Armin agreed.

I sighed, shaking my head. "This plan better not get the rest of us taken or killed."

"It won't if you refuse to be taken." Historia said.

We hid behind a Dumpster while we watched Historia knock on the door to the WALL building. A slot opened up in the door, revealing a pair of eyes.

Historia chatted with the person for a while before he let her in. Before walking in, Historia scuffed her feet on the ground twice.

We rushed out from behind the Dumpster and caught the door. I held my gun up.

"Where's Eren?" I demanded.

"Levi?" Eren's voice called out from a corner of the room. A man with greasy long hair and circular glasses was holding him at gunpoint.

"Make one move and I will not hesitate to kill him." The man threatened.

"Damn you! I'm your son!" Eren screamed, struggling. The man shoved his gun deeper into Eren's temple.

"Dr. Jäeger..." Mikasa uttered, "you killed Carla and my mother, didn't you?"

"Your mother? She was too much of a prize. We thought we killed her, but as it turns out she survived. If my stupid son hadn't rescued you and begged to take you in like a stray cat, we'd have kept you, too." The man, presumably Dr. Jäeger, growled.

I saw glimmer of hope in Mikasa's eyes.

"Enough talk," I said, "release Eren now."

"Did you really think it'd be that easy? You have zero reinforcements, just your girlfriend and a couple of rejected orphans." Dr. Jäeger said.

"Hold up," a girl said, stepping forward. "Historia, what the hell are you doing here?"

"Ymir!" Historia shrieked.

"They can't touch you, Historia," Ymir said, "I made a deal with them: your safety for my Titanhood."

"Why? Don't you know that I would do anything for you?" Historia's face was contorted into confusion.

"Yeah, and I would, too. You're not the only one who would do something stupid for someone they love." Ymir said.

"We're getting nowhere with this," I muttered, "Dr. Jäeger, Hanji is not my girlfriend; Hanji is the love of my life and doesn't need a gender-based label for it. Secondly, I do have reinforcements on the way."

"If you think you can get away so easily, you're sadly mistaken. But, to make things more interesting, I'll offer up another prize besides Eren's freedom if you escape." Dr. Jäeger waved his hand and a woman in a dirty white dress was pushed forward into the small space between us and the Titans.

She looked up at us and Mikasa uttered, "Mom?"