Death: And here is Part Two of why Levi is fucked up in the head. Enjoy the ups and downs of this chapter.

Warning: This...this chapter is going to be a tear jerker. Like a lot of pain is going down here. And, forgive me for more incest shit, I'll explain at the end of the chapter.

Chapter Thirteen The Blood Storm Part II

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Levi stared at them, unable to take his eyes off of the beautiful pair. He secretly wondered if they were a couple, and for some reason his heart lurched at the thought. He fought off the insecurities that rose up in his head.

He really felt attracted to the blonde young man standing before him.

"I don't know where Kenny is at the moment, but how did you guys get inside the house?" Levi inquired with narrowed eyes.

"The front door was unlocked. My name is Isabel! And this big guy is Farlan. What's your name, mister?" The girl was chipper, smiling as she introduced them.

"...Levi."

"So you're the apprentice we've heard so much about. Everyone's been talking about you and slaughtering sixteen full trained assassins. They call you Levi the Blood Storm, now." Farlan spoke as if he was talking about the weather.

Guess they're not scared of me, then.

To Levi, this was good on his part. He wanted to get closer to the blond, and he tried his hardest not to get too excited.

Kenny walked in on them making small talk. He stopped short when he realized his nephew was actually back to reality, and not so platonic as he had been for the last few weeks. Pale blue grey eyes stared first at Levi, and then at the two new apprentices.

"You two got him to respond?"

"Yeah, we came inside looking for you when no one answered when we knocked. And we found him staring at nothing." Farlan explained.

"And we started talking to him! It took a few minutes, but he eventually came to." Isabel added.

Kenny couldn't really believe it. He wasn't sure if Levi was even aware of it when it happened, but his uncle stroked his nephew's cock until he came, and still Levi was unresponsive.

"Know what, the runt's got one last year until he graduates. Why don't the two of you be trained by him?"

It was a little risky to bend the rules like this. But, he felt that these two must be special if they successfully brought his nephew back to reality. Especially when not even he could bring his nephew back after so many attempts.

"But...I'm not a full assassin yet. You said assassins don't train until they're twenty five." Levi didn't understand why Kenny was bending the rules so much for him.

"And you killed sixteen people, by yourself. And you already got your assassin name, no thanks to me."

That's unusual. He was the one that spread that name around?

"...Why Blood Storm?"

"You were messy, like a storm. Blood was everywhere, including your entire body, and you didn't care. And also, don't you remember it all happened during a storm?" Kenny frowned, wondering if Levi had some form of memory problems now.

"No...I don't remember much of that day, really. Just the fact they attacked me for no good reason, so I killed them for their penalties."

"Then I order you to take it easy for a few days. And, are you still interested in training these two or not?"

Levi felt pressured, but he wanted to be around Farlan. And he was starting to like Isabel as a friend already.

"I'll train them, if they'll have me." He looked at them, now wearing his guarded mask.

"I wanna be trained by Levi!" Isabel raised her hand excitedly.

"Same, it sounds like fun. But won't that get him into more trouble?" Farlan frowned, as Levi had already been attacked.

"The others are too afraid to challenge him, now. And if they want to have a fuss, I'll take care of them myself." Kenny said as he made his way to the kitchen.

And this was how he had his first two apprentices.

A Few Years Later

Levi graduated with flying colors. And, when he was twenty five, he passed his apprentices. He expected them to continue on without him, but, to his surprise, they stuck by him.

And so, they became the Golden Trio. Levi was the unofficial leader among them, as he hated being named leader. The idea made him uncomfortable, so no one said it out loud.

Isabel was just like him in fighting style. She was just a little taller than him, and she loved birds just as much as he did. She saw Levi's graceful movements of a bird, and copied them, then eventually changing them to fit her body and personality.

Being a girl, her body could do things he couldn't, and some of his moves she couldn't pull off. So she adapted his style and evolved it to better fit her. Many compared Levi to a crane, for he was elegant, strong, and fast. As for Isabel, she was the sparrow. Creative, fast, and ready for a challenge, even if it landed her in trouble a food part of the time.

Farlan was strong, and among the few to match Levi in speed, despite the height difference. If Isabel thought out of the box, he used tactics that were easy to replicate, but he made them so effective that he was deadly.

All in all, the three made a deadly team. And no one wanted to cross them in their wrath. If Levi was ruthless, the other two followed his example without hesitation. They were the best team around among the assassins.

One night, the three of them were drinking. They were celebrating their third anniversary as a group together, when his apprentices graduated and formed a team. Within a few hours, Isabel was passed out on the floor.

Levi was grateful they had a home of their own by now. Kenny would not appreciate a drunken Isabel asleep on the floor, leaving drool all over the polished wood.

The other two were flushed, still not ready to go to bed. They discussed about random facts to each other about themselves.

"I love blueberries." Farlan grinned, his cheeks bright red from the alcohol.

"Is that why anything blueberry goes missing so quick?" Levi raised an eyebrow, for once putting his mask to rest.

"Yes." The blonde confessed meekly. "What do you like, Levi?"

"I like the sky. It changes color so much, and yet so vast and far away. And yet, as I fly with the gear, I feel like I can reach up and touch it with my fingers."

"So poetic, like the bird you are." Farlan commented.

"It's why I am fond of blue eyes, especially if they hold the sky in them." Levi didn't understand why he was saying this part, it could be the alcohol messing with him.

They stared at each other for a tense moment. And then they were clashing, their lips mushed together as their hands roamed unexplored territory. Together in their drunken state, the pair moved to one of their bedrooms. As soon as they entered, clothes were thrown on the floor.

Levi enjoyed eyeing the handsome figure before him, silently envious the man didn't have so many scars. And yet Farlan was drawn to his scars, tracing over them with a finger, barely touching the skin, sending shivers through Levi's body.

That night was passionate and yet sweet. At the end of it all, Levi was spent and content. And yet he wasn't fully satisfied, which bothered him. He didn't understand why, and his mind was clouded from the drinking and the after glow of sex.

He awoke the next morning and Farlan changed his attitude. He felt guilty for taking advantage of someone while they were both drunk, and no assurances from Levi would change his view otherwise. And so, being the gentleman, Farlan was trying to put everything back to the way things were.

Only Levi wished not to move on. And, it a few nights contemplating, but he figured out why he wasn't fully satisfied that night of drunken stupor. He craved the act to be wilder, rough, and even pain mixed in with the pleasure.

It was after comparing the night with Farlan with his first time with Kenny did he realize what his body wanted.

After a few days of Farlan not changing his views, Levi had enough. He left the house, and started on wandering around aimlessly. He set out with no destination in mind, he allowed his feet to take him wherever. And much to his surprise, his feet brought him to his uncle's house.

Levi knocked on the door once, before walking in, surprised the front door was unlocked. He found Kenny sitting at the dining room table, drinking, and staring off into space.

"What are you drinking if you look like you're in a heavy debate about life like a great philosopher?" Levi half assed joked, half serious, as he poured himself a cup. It smelled strong and he knew the taste was vile.

Still knowing this, he took it down in one sitting, ignoring the glare from his uncle.

"Don't you have your own stash to drink from, you little shit?" Kenny hated when people drank his alcohol.

"I do, but it's not strong enough for me." Levi cleared his throat, and the stuff was already hitting him hard.

"What, not getting enough from pretty boy, Farlan?" His uncle remarked as a joke.

"Sort of. He and I had a drunken night and had sex. Then he thinks he took advantage of me and won't consider continuing despite what I say otherwise." Levi reached to refill his cup.

Kenny stopped him, his reflexes were still quick like a snake. For a tense moment their eyes locked, one glaring, the other silently daring the other to try something. Levi didn't understand why he was flirting with death, but he felt daring, and he wanted to test something.

"I'm not gonna sit here and watch you binge because you're not getting any. And you didn't pay for this shit."

"I don't plan to binge, I just feel like testing you."

Silence hung in the air as it thickened with tension that promised danger in a few minutes.

"Boy, you don't want to go there with me today." Kenny warned, eyes narrowing.

"And why not?" Levi dared, feeling his stomach heat up, and he didn't know if it was from the drink or something else.

"I'll show you so much pain that you're gonna wish you were dead." The elder growled deep from his chest.

"Good. Make feel pain, make me scream, I find I rather enjoy it. Want to know a little secret? I wasn't satisfied by the first time I did it with Farlan. Want to know why?" Levi leaned a little closer, his eyes never breaking eye contact with the dangerous man in front of him.

"I would rather not know, runt." Kenny had his mask on now.

"I'm going to tell you anyway. It wasn't anything compared to what you had me experience at fourteen. I will admit, Farlan was good, but he wasn't as dominate compared to you." Levi allowed his voice drop to a low purr, deep and sensual, and he enjoyed the response from Kenny.

The mirrored pair of eyes across from him flashed with what he recognized to be lust.

"He didn't make me feel delicious pain mixed in with pleasure. He didn't make me scream, beg for more. It was satisfying, but a part of me felt that I needed more than just pleasure by itself."

Their eyes were in a heated battle against each other. One dared for the other to stop his resistance, while the other struggled against his resolve. Kenny felt his mask slipping through his fingers as he remembered that day, nearly eleven years prior. The pair knew this was toxic for them, but at the same time they felt the curiosity burn through their very minds, and it had only taken them until now to come to terms about their dark desires.

Levi reached for the bottle with his free hand, eyes never trailing away from Kenny. Suddenly, he was tackled and pinned against the hardwood floor. Levi stilled when he felt a cold knife against his throat. His breath hitched and his pulse quickened.

"Are you sure you want this? I can show you a whole new world of pain. You can't handle it, it's your own fault for pushing me to do this, you little shit." Kenny warned.

"Do you see me stopping you?" Levi stared at the mirrored eyes challengingly.

The pair delved into sinful pain and pleasure. They were so engrossed on the act, neither noticed that someone was watching from the window outside, eyes hungry for the smaller, lithe body the owner had been admiring from afar for so long.

A Week Later

Levi was on his way home after having spent a week away. His inner demons were purring, finally satiated, from the experiment with Kenny. The pair basically put aside the uncle and nephew relationship and went all out. They weren't searching for a romantic relationship between them, but rather to satiate each other's demons to get the toxic temptation out of their systems.

He found that he enjoyed letting go once in a while, as long as he was within a controlled environment where someone could stop him from doing anything he would later regret. Levi found it refreshing, but he preferred not to let them take over only to have sex with his uncle. That in itself was awkward and their relationship as uncle and nephew was already strained as it were.

He was so delighted to have silence in his head that he hadn't noticed he was being followed. Until the moment came the silent shadow snatched him, and he was hit in the head, instantly knocked him out.

Levi awoke in a strange room. He was tied, but this wasn't rope or leather as he was accustomed to, but rather chains. This sent chills up and down his body. Kenny never used chains, the man hated the sight of them and would rather melt them for scrap metal than actually touch it.

He looked around to get a better view of his surroundings. His heart sank when he caught sight of one of the assassins he knew by face alone, but couldn't remember a name. Levi found the training Kenny put him through settling in, and he drew back inside his mind while his demons took over, ready to pounce on the person who dared to do such a vile act without permission.

He never showed any emotion, never screamed, even as he was cut over his chest, arms, and legs. Not even a whimper came out when his kidnapper used a thin whip over his cuts, making them sting and cut even deeper into his flesh.

He didn't scream until he was penetrated.

Levi lost track of time, not really paying attention to what was being done to him. He came to when familiar voices brought him back to reality. He smiled weakly at the sight of Kenny, Farlan, and Isabel running up on him. Isabel stopped short, hands to her face as she started crying at the sight of him. Farlan looked away out of guilt.

Kenny took one look at him and without hesitation turned on the assassin who was his friend and shot him in the head. Levi released a sigh of relief, and then fainted from exhaustion both mentally and physically.

The last thing he remembered were strong arms holding him close to a warm chest, and a strong heartbeat.

Levi became aware of his surroundings when Farlan, when out of desperation to get him to snap out of it, grabbed his short mentor and kissed him. He didn't know how long he had been unresponsive, and he didn't even know Kenny had taken upon himself to bring his nephew back to his house, putting whatever jobs he had on hold.

Farlan had been visiting as often as he could, and eventually Kenny allowed him and Isabel to stay. He figured it might actually take all three to bring Levi out of his shell. And with two people to watch over him, Kenny started doing small jobs that never took him out for very long.

Isabel was asleep, and Farlan was losing his mind. He finally snapped and just pulled Levi in for a kiss. At first, it was gentle and soft. He pulled back, crestfallen when even that wasn't enough.

"He likes it rough, pretty boy. Step up your game, if you want him." Kenny suggested, startling the blonde. He didn't hear the old man enter the house when they weren't very far from the front door.

"Wait...how would you know?" Farlan stared at the older assassin suspiciously.

"You didn't have the kind of training he went through, then." Kenny grunted at the new information. "He's too soft on you guys. Anyway, take my advice or leave it."

Farlan watched the old man head up the stairs to his bedroom. He got the feeling he was missing something, and he felt disturbed about what Kenny had hinted on the comparison between his training and his mentor's.

So, taking the advice, he pulled Levi in for another kiss. This time he was rough, nipping at the lower lip, and tried to force his tongue inside the small mouth. Slowly, very slowly, Levi started to come around.

Things escalated from there. Levi had thought this was a dream, and went along with it. Farlan was ecstatic he pulled his mentor out of his own mind, bringing Levi back to the real world. And unlike their first time, Farlan was rough, and found he enjoyed it.

The next morning Levi awoke to a tangled mess of limbs. It took him a few moments to realize last night had not been a dream. What transpired was real, and his heart did backflips. He was so excited he reached over to Farlan and kissed him all over. The blonde woke up and smiled at the heavenly affections he was receiving.

Their relationship was strong, and lasted a good few years. Everyone who saw them supported them, except for Liucretsia, but she dared to never make a move. She learned the hard way when Isabel managed to tangle the taller girl up in a tree, and then proceeded to throw a dagger at her. She intentionally missed Liucretsia's neck by a few centimeters.

It was probably around that time Liucretsia started to have an obsession of cutting up necks.

Levi didn't think much of it, not even when rumors went around Military Police were coming up dead, their necks slashed. He was too engrossed with his relationship with Farlan to pay anything else attention, the only other person who got any attention from him were Isabel and Kenny.

And then came the day a distraught Military Police saught revenge for his friends. He happened to see Isabel nearby when he found some of his comrades dead bodies. He saw the blood on her, from a different mission to take out a teacher, and in his mind he saw her as the culprit.

Levi heard the screams from inside the house. In an instant he, Farlan, and Kenny ran outside. The three grabbed their weapons without hesitation and bolted out the door. They came upon a terrifying sight.

The MP had tried to slice her throat, catching her by surprise. But he didn't cut deep enough to where she died instantly. She fell to her knees, horror on her face, as she choked and gasped on her own blood. Levi ran forward, catching her in his arms.

"Isabel!" He yelled, reaching a hand to press on her wound to slow the bleeding down.

The MP ran, but didn't get very far when Kenny shot at his legs, and so the man couldn't run. Farlan knelt down beside Levi, holding Isabel's hand tightly. They could do nothing as she slowly passed, dying in her mentor's arms.

Levi saw red.

He handed her dead body to Farlan, and then ran at the MP, who had tried crawling away for his escape. Levi slashed like a madman, his eyes wild, and once again his inner demons took total control. He didn't stop even when the man was already dead.

Farlan watched in horror, never before seeing his lover like this. Kenny stood next to the blonde, sighing.

"If you can't stand seeing this side of him, you don't deserve him."

Farlan finally broke his gaze away from the gruesome sight, staring wide eyed at the older man. He couldn't find his voice, his throat dry, and a part of his mind was going into shock.

"In this line of work, everyone has a side to them that they don't want anyone else to see. If you can't love him because you're afraid of this side of him, then he doesn't need you by his side. He doesn't need some prince charming to give him the illusion that everything is all right."

The same pale blue grey eyes stared down at Farlan, the same eyes Levi had, only these were much more terrifying.

"Can you still love him after all that you have witnessed with him?"

It felt like a challenge. And it was a challenge Farlan felt he couldn't rise up to.

After they had mourned, Farlan walked out of the Ackerman house and never looked back. He didn't even leave a note for Levi, who was left alone with his demons once more. And like clockwork, he retreated back inside the cage of his mind, and became a mindless doll.

Kenny resorted to a few rough rounds, after he had waited some time for Levi to come out on his own. When he didn't, he reluctantly used the method Farlan had used before, only there were less kisses and more bites.

Levi was snapped back into reality. However, he wasn't the same. His face wore a blank mask, and even Kenny was disturbed by the sight. He attempted to bring his nephew more out of his shell, but he was met with failure. No amount of fucking, threatening, or even having the young man endure so much physical pain would bring back his nephew to the way he was before.

Levi the Blood Storm was then known to be a broken doll. The only sign of his former self were in his eyes, when they flashed a hint of emotion before being replaced by a blank stare.

For five years, he was feared by officials and assassins alike. No one said Levi the Blood Storm without fear laced in their voices, whispered softly if he happened to stroll by, catching them unawares. He became focused on his job description as an assassin than to bother with anything else.

The only one he bothered to keep close was his uncle. But even then he didn't show any other side to the man than what everyone else saw of him. However, if he needed to satisfy needs that his inner demons hungered for deep inside of him, he only turned to Kenny for that department. It didn't happen often, as he understood his uncle was uncomfortable with throwing away the status of family just to enjoy sweet temptation.

It was perhaps the only time a portion of his old self came through in the throes of toxic passion.

For the first time in his life, Kenny felt guilt gnawing at his mind. And eventually he gave up trying to force some form of emotion show through the mask. He stopped reaching for the delectable body and fucking the shit out of him.

Levi never felt whole again, until the night he caught sight of blonde hair done in a professional cut, and deep blue eyes that held the sky in them, even as they met during a storm in the beginning of summer.

Erwin Smith changed his world upside down, just by his blue eyes alone.

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Death: OKAY THEN. Please don't hate me, and allow me to explain something.

So, yes, there was a lot more instances between Levi and Kenny. The thing about sexual abuse, it can sometimes warp the mind. And when Levi wasn't educated about sex, what was happening to his body at the ripening age of fourteen, and not to mention he had no idea where babies came from, his mind started to crave that sort of thing.

And, he tried really hard to find a replacement. He knew that sort of thing between uncle and nephew was anything but normal. But, when he had hardcore feelings for Farlan, he was disappointed in the fact he didn't get what he craved.

And let me also remind, Levi made the first move. Kenny, despite being an asshat and shit, didn't want to indulge in his own needs because not only was Levi his nephew, he practically raised him. Which is a first for Kenny, when you notice his other apprentices were never been to his house.

As for Farlan and Isabel, they haven't seen much of their mentor, and decided to take matters into their own hands and show up at Kenny's doorstep.

So, then, please leave a review. No hate, please.