DisclaimerXx attack on titan and Naruto do not belong to me.
Alright before you go on here are some warnings
There will be swear words in this chapter
There will be blood in this chapter
There will be disturbing images in this chapter
There will be death and mentions of death in this chapter
There will be Levi in this chapter (because he deserves a warning of his own!)
Because people believe it or not but this fanfiction is M for a reason and its not because i'm writing smut alright! Get your minds out of the gutter.
Naruto
The scent of blood was overpowering to Naruto as she neared their once peaceful home. The scent of their pain. The scent of those that she loved and cherished. She hissed between her teeth even as she recoiled backwards and sank to the ground. Even as her wide eyes took in the sights.
Black blood dripped slow and sluggish down the walls and shadows were cast ominously over the butchered remains of her kaa-san and tou-san. Her breath was ragged and uncontrollable even as she memorized every single fucking wound, recognising the one's that had killed them and the one's that had simply been made out of some sort of twisted spite. She noted weakly to herself that Izuma's head was lying several feet away from his body face frozen in a mixture of shock and hatred. Naruto's breath was laboured even as she picked herself of the ground and moved to hold his head in her hands. Even as she carded her fingers through his hair as he would during one of her frequent nightmares. Even as she brought her hand over his eyes to close them. She then brought his head closer to her and hugged it. Uncaring of the blood that stained her white button up shirt a deep bitter crimson. She then stood once again and grasped the rest of his body. With some effort she pulled the two halves of him towards Mai and laid him next to her (placing his head back at the top of his body) as she knew that the couple would have wanted to be together even in death.
Then she took the time to look at Mai and immediately turned away to vomit, the remains of her food mixing with the spilled blood on the floor like some kind of fucked up painting. The dead woman's spine had been completely ripped out and she had small stab wounds all over her body. Her skin had turned blotchy blue and burned of in places showing that they had poured bleach over her. Mai's face was twisted into a silent scream of horror and desperation.
For a second more Naruto simply stood there.
And then she howled. It was terribly reminiscent to the desperate scream of a dying animal cornered and recognising it's own fate. It was the scream of one who was dead inside. It was the scream of one who had lost EVERYTHING.
But she hadn't had she?
MIKASA
Fury now dyed her gaze crimson, even as she ran and ran and ran, all the way to her secret hideaway where the 3D maneuver gear that Levi had given her still sat silent and waiting. She hurriedly strapped it on, instinctively knowing the movements that Levi had drilled into her 'till she could do it as well as any well oiled machine, before grabbing the two special operations swords that she had recently stolen and secretly practised with. She was ready, with a final glance at her surroundings she ran towards her destination.
The windmill.
From the way her murdered parents had been when she had found them it was pretty obvious that the attack had happened recently, within five hours. The windmill was the nearest safe house available for slavers and so it was pretty obvious that this is where they were.
She ran swift, having practised enough with her vertical maneuvering equipment to know and be used to it's weight. When she finally reached the windmill she couldn't help but release a small string of expletives, no less then fifteen men stood on sentry outside the mill. Had her hair not been the bright blonde it was she would if been able to easily bypass them, however it was and there was nothing she could do about it. For a second she stood in the shadows cast by the trees debating with herself. Could she kill these innocent - and it was then that her mind stopped her. Because these men weren't innocent. These men were the reason that her kaa-san and tou-san were dead. These men were the reason that Mikasa was probably trussed up somewhere alone and scared and vulnerable. These men were the true monsters (she had killed before anyway, why were these men different? Whispered the snide voice in the back of her mind) she knew what she had to do.
She released a feral growl even as she activated her gear and twisted effortlessly away from their pathetic attempts of retaliation. Striking hard and fast she was but a blur even as the slavers and thugs fell before her blades of vengeance in cascades of red that stained every inch of her. They were powerless, weak ants before her and she LOVED it. Loved that they felt how her parents had felt, how Mikasa had felt. Loved that their disgusting TAINTED souls had left the realm of the living. Finally she stopped with a final nauseatingly beautiful rotation and landing. The two halves of her last foe landing with a wet squelch behind her.
She stood and whipped her blades to the side, to clean them of the blood, before resheathing them with a smooth metallic click. She tightened her high ponytail (it had slipped whilst she had been fighting (if you could call the field of slaughter behind her a fight)) and entered the windmill without a second glance behind her.
When Naruto had entered the building she had not expected to find her sister and Eren hugging each other in a strange mixture of grief and relief. In addition to this she had definitely not been expecting the kidnappers to be lying dead two metres away. For a second she had simply stood silent at the door, eye widened in disbelief before she had simply shook her head and decided to roll with it.
"Mikasa, Eren."
Her voice echoed in the otherwise silent room and both ten year olds whipped around to face her. All was quiet for two seconds at the most before both children (because even after killing they both carried that undeniable innocence that all children contain Naruto had mused) threw themselves at her with barely concealed tears, both wishing desperately for the comfort that at that moment only she could give. And she excepted it.
She held them close even as their tears permeated the already stained material of her shirt and they burrowed into her for warmth and aid. She couldn't, however, quite hide the small grimace that stained her otherwise stoic features. She didn't want the kids to see what she had done. Didn't want to ruin their image of their Naruto, the quiet kind sister who loved them dearly. Not that she didn't! But for them to see the personal slaughter she had caused it was just wrong. Knowing then what to to she reached for their necks and gently knocked both kids out, their bodies slumping against hers. She then proceeded to carry both (Eren in fireman hold and Mikasa bridal style) out of the building. She stopped her journey only once to dispose of her soiled shirt , which she exchanged for a clean one of the same style, and take her 3D maneuver gear off. Her destination, that she reached twenty minutes later (by taking some shady looking alleyways that she knew like the back of her hand to avoid attention) was the Jaeger household. By now she was both physically and emotionally drained and fighting a losing battle to just stay conscious. She hurridly knocked on the door and was immediately hustled inside by Eren's mother even as his father stood in blatant concern. The last of her energy was spent laying both children on their beds (Mikasa stayed over often and had therefore been allocated a bed) And telling Eren's Mother and Grisha to look over the ten year olds first before she keeled over and collapsed to the floor in a dead faint. Her job was done.
She had her revenge.
Levi
When Levi had been taken in by the survey corps he had been too busy being bitter and anti-social to acknowledge the small part of his brain that was telling him that he'd forgotten something. To be true it wasn't until a week later that he remembered.
"Shit"
He had immediately seeked out Erwin in blind panic even as his brain (that he regretted ever not listening too) ran through many scenarios of what could happen to his best friend. She could have been kidnapped, or murdered of attacked by titans (he did acknowledge that this particular image was ridiculous given the certainty that she was inside the walls) or, oh gods, his face had paled dramatically alongside the realisation that her nightmares would return. Most likely with a vengeance all because he was being inconsiderate and stupid and forgetful. By the time he actually found Erwin he had worked himself into an actual frenzy of fears and realisation, what if she forgot about him! Or hated him for disappearing! He had pleaded and pleaded with Smith to know avail because Apparently Levi was too important to the corps to be off searching for some random street kid. And Levi had stormed off in a tornado of fury. Because Naruto wasn't just some random street kid. No. She was his and his alone. She had become his anchor and now that she was gone it felt like a titan had rammed its hand through his stomach.
Because without Naruto he was just Levi. And he needed Naruto to be truly complete.
The day at the market place had been more the a shock to him. It had been three fucking years too many since he had seen her. And so seeing her there, with her long, blonde hair in a high ponytail with a side fringe and long bangs cupping her face and her simple clothes of a button up white shirt and black pants that somehow seemed to make her look even more perfect (no he was NOT eyeing the girl up! Just seeing how she had grown) and her blue eye that somehow housed a maelstrom. It was like someone had poured ice water over him. He wasn't even thinking as he dismounted and started towards her. She didn't move (did that mean that she didn't hate him? That small insecure part of Levi had whispered)
And them the moment was broken. A shout pierced the air, although he didn't hear what they said, only her name, her eyes had gone wide and flickered superspeed through multiple emotions at once. First shock then anger then fear and then disbelief before returning back to the original shock. She had then looked at him and in the span of seconds he could see her mind working itself in a complicated inner debate. Him or, something else. He hoped that, but no. He watched, numb and broken as she turned and took of in a sprint, disappearing round the corner in a number of milliseconds. The last thing he saw of her was a single strand of sunlight stained hair. Before that too disappeared.
"Oy! Levi are you gonna stay there all day! Some of us want to sleep y'know!"
Levi, unknowingly mimicking the one who he needed to talk to, gritted his teeth and swung back onto his horse.
The scowl on his face didn't disappear once.
Naruto
The aftermath of her parents death and Mikasa's subsequent kidnapping was not nice in any way shape of form.
The funeral had been a quiet affair, with both bodies being locked away inside wooden coffins with no semblance of decoration. This had been somewhat of a relief to Naruto as she was beyond sure that Mikasa was in no way ready to see the mutilated bodies of her birth mother and father. The coffins were wood as it was customary within the walls for 'peasants' to be cremated and their ashes spread over the walls (to represent their 'apparent' freedom) whilst the 'rich' would be buried in what little space for graveyards there was(another reason to hate the rich that snide voice commented to Naruto, she ignored it mostly but could not deny the small pang of anger that often accompanied realisation)
Naruto had stood silent yet supporting next to her sister who had leaned against her for a semblance to comfort that was available only when she was near her sister or Eren, both numb and broken with Mikasa released partially from any illusions she had over life.
Naruto meanwhile, only barely restrained herself from openly growling at the priest who held the ceremony as he openly mocked their parents and called them fools for getting themselves killed. He was openly racist at a FUNERAL and yet no one seemed to care. She wanted to honestly wished to murder him.
Eventually though the bodies had been reduced to ashes and Naruto and Mikasa stood upon the wall. Both held a casket, ready to scatter the ashes onto the ground far below. Mikasa, who held Izuma's remains went first taking a few seconds to silently remiss before opening the lid of the casket and watching as her father drifted away with the wind. Naruto was next,closing her eyes in a silent heartfelt thank you to the only one she would ever call kaa-san before joining her sister (who she would protect with all of her might, because she refused to lose anyone else) to watch as their parents danced in the breeze, finally free.
She clenched her fist.
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Mikasa
"Naruto Please, don't!"
"Mikasa I have to leave, please don't try and stop me!"
"Naruto! You swore to me! You swore to me that you wouldn't leave me"
"No Mikasa, let me go,"
"You swore! Don't you remember! You swore!"
"I'll be seeing you sis,"
"NARUTO!"
With a strangled sob Mikasa Ackerman, the normally stoic girl, collapsed to her knees even as the tears began to fall. Staining the ground in a mockery of her anguish. Her sister. Her protector. Her Naruto. Was leaving, was already gone even. Because she was going to join the stupid, stupid, STUPID military. Because she was going to put her life on line for people she didn't even know.
Mikasa was lost. It had been two months, TWO MONTHS, since their parents murder and their apparent integration into the Jaeger family. And Naruto was just leaving? It was unthinkable.
But it was very, very real.
Mikasa was scared. Mikasa was alone. Mikasa wanted her big sister.
No one came.
Naruto
Naruto knew as soon as the funeral was over what she was going to do. She decided to wait at the maximum two months before leaving to sign up for the military. Eren's mother had not been pleased to say the least when she had explained what she was going to do, however she had reluctantly admit that she could understand and commend Naruto's reasoning.
She wanted to grow stronger, to protect her sister and by extension the Jaeger family.
She wanted to be able to stand up for her own decisions and not be seen for her past mistakes and experiences (orochimaru, steel walls, needles, scalpel, orochimaru)
She wanted to be able to fight.
And so exactly two months after the funeral and two months into living with the Jaegers Naruto left for the military. Even when her sister called for her , she merely replied calmly and quietly, refusing to look behind her at Mikasa because she knew she would break down. And then she had continued on, disregarding the past and MOVING ON. Because she needed to get stronger.
To protect those she loved.
And find answers that she desperately needed.
This was the only way.
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