Chapter 17

Note: Hello lovelies! :) I hope you all doing well, I have some news good, but sad news. I have been thinking on how to end this story, and have come to the decision that this might come to end about chapter 20. Now this isn't for sure, but I have thought about it ending it soon. Now with that I am going to try to type the rest of the chapters this week since it is my spring break, I would love your suggestions on what you want to happen in the next few chapters, or how you want it to end. Please either leave them in the comments, or PM me on here. I will take your suggestions, and thoughts into consideration through the next few chapters. 3

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Levi's POV

I have begun thinking the worst, it has been over two weeks since Eren went missing and it seems like the case was going nowhere. There has been no sighting of the bastard that took him, or even worse no a body. The police have all but given up hope on finding him alive any more, they said the first 48 hours was the best window of hope of finding him alive, but now they said they would be lucky to find anything.

It hurt to hear that, I didn't want to give up hope on my bright eyes, he had such fighting spirit that I knew that he wouldn't go down without a fight. I wish that I was there with him, so I could help, but as of right now, all I could hope and that only took you so far.

I sat in the spot where we confessed that we liked each other, looming at the stars that we both sat under which felt like years ago, here I sat looking for a sign in the deep dark sky, of what I was supposed to do. I was tired of just sitting around feeling useless, as Eren was out there fighting for his life most likely, but what I was supposed to do I was not so sure anymore. I was lift in the dark, as much as everyone else on what was to be done. A lone shooting star shot across the night sky, it seemed like a stupid thing, but I took the childish chance and wished. It might have been a fleeting wish, but one I had my whole heart been hind. Bring Eren home to me.

A lone tear creeped its way past me sliding down my check as I open eyes and stared up in the dark abyss once again. If Eren was willing to fight, I will put all my hope and fighting spirt I could and hope that it would reach him, so he can once again be home.

Eren's POV

I opened my eyes once again finding myself in a dark room, I have all but lost a sense of time, I had no way of knowing if it was day or night, morning or afternoon. He came down whenever he pleased, then left after what seemed like hours of torcher. I have no idea how long I have been here, all I knew was that this was to become my tomb soon. The lack of food was getting to me, of course he gave me water every few days, but no food in slight. The test have no taken a turn, instead of injections of strange liquids it moved to something worst. He ran test to see how fast I healed, he would take a knife and make various size gashed all over my body and time them to see how long they take to heal. Once he even went as far as broke my leg, sadly it didn't heal, he was furious trying to figure out why it wouldn't heal. Of course he didn't care of how much pain I was, he didn't care that I was going to die down here. All he wanted as the numbers, and information on what he could do with this medicine. If I died he would most likely more on to the next test subject, seeing if he could recreate whatever he had given to me.

I squirmed a little wincing when I felt some of the still healing cuts brush against the cold table beneath me. I moved my hand a little seeing if by chance he had left a thing untied sadly it just caught and didn't let me move my hand up that much. It was then I noticed that he hadn't tighten the shackles on my arms lately giving me wiggle room for my hand and wrist to slide. My heart jumped into my throat, this might be my one chance to leave this hell hole, I might get a chance once again to see the daylight. I couldn't help the tearful smile that was on my face at the hope of being free once again.

I started my work at getting my hand out of the stupid shackle pain ripped through my hand as to roped bit deeper into the already inflamed skin, but I didn't stop. I heard a pop and black spots danced around in my vision. It seemed that I might have just broke my thumb, but I seemed to help slip my hand out from the shackle. It was just in time too, I heard the door open above me, I quickly undid the one holding my neck the best I could with a broken thumb and my other had before I reached over grabbing the first thing that my hand come in contact with. I heard the slow decedent of footsteps growing closer to me. I now had a fighting chance, I was not going to die without taking him with me. If I was to meet death, he will meet with him as well, he will be cussing my name all the way to depth of hell he will be dragged.

With quick movement I had my feet free, and waiting for this fight once and for all. Something I should have done all those years ago, even in my weaken state, I held my head high looking forward. I will accept death with open arms as soon as I took this demon down, but till then he had to wait a moment, I had business to take care of.