The chemistry study session went well. I think I'm getting the hang of things. Hopefully some of the stuff we covered won't show up on the final at the end of the year. I stopped for groceries on the way home because I remembered I didn't have anythingin
the fridge when I left this morning. I fumbled with my keys as I tried to get the right one. I got it in the lock but the stupid lock was sticking again. Ijiggled the key and rammed my body into the door. The lock clicked open and I let myselfin.
As I closed the door behind me something felt really wrong. The air smelled like cleaning product, my shoes were lined up neatly underneath the entrance table and I noticed my purse wasn't hanging on the fake plant it normally hangs on. I set my groceriesdown
on the table and pulled my pocket knife off my keychain. Someone had been in my house. I flipped open the blade and walked slowly towards the kitchen entrance.
I ran a couple defensive maneuvers in my head that I learned in my mixed martial arts training. How to disable an attacker's weapon, how to get out of a grab. I walked into the kitchen and the whole place looked almost brand new. Had I been robbed? Arethey
still here? I walked towards my bedroom door. Is this some weird ass prank? Best case scenario one of my friends decided it would be a great idea to prank me. If so, they will soon find out that is not the case. However, if it's an intruder,they'll
also find out robing me was a shit idea. Slowly, I opened the door. I wondered what kind of weapon they would have... a knife, a gun?
Nope.
A fucking saber blade flew towards my head. I couldn't see the intruder's face because he was wearing a green cape thing. I let my pocket knife return to my side key chain so I could go for a weapon disable. I blocked his arm, grabbed his hand and attemptedto
push the sword out of his hand as quick as I could but he came with and upper cut to my side, with yet another blade, that nearly caught me. Thankfully it hit a metal piece on my belt giving me an extra two seconds to break away. I didn't manageto
take his first sword however. At least now I could get a good view of him.
His hood was still up covering his face, but it looked like he was cosplaying someone from attack on titan... That was strange. He launched at me and I couldn't think about it any longer. I pulled my pocket knife out and as he came at me, I moved my rightarm
up to block his attacking arm and drove my knife, with my left hand, into his side. He yelped slightly and I took advantage of the distraction and kicked him behind his knee causing him to loose his balance. Then before he could recover I wentfor
the simple weapon disablement and succeeded. I had one of his swords now but he grabbed my hair, pulled me to the ground and got on top of me. I blocked his sword from cutting my neck with my newly acquired sword and we were stuck like that for
/a minute.
Honestly I didn't know how sensitive this guy was to pain. It didn't look like my pocet knife had any lasting effect so just to make sure I did some amount of damage I yanked my right knee up as hard and fast as I could straight into his groin. He keeledover
in pain but recovered quickly. I had just enough time to reach across, through the space between our blades and bodies, and twist his left hand off the ground causing him to fall over. I rolled away and got to my feet but he was right there againlunging
for my side. I blocked with my blade but lost my footing over some spilled clothes on the ground and I fell on to the wall. He swung at my neck and our blades clashed again creating a spray of tiny sparks.
I wanted to take a moment to appreciate how fucking cool this whole fight was and the fact that our blades just sparked but I didn't have the luxury of time on my side so instead I slid down onto the ground and rolled in between his legs. He grabbed mywrist
on the way down though and I had to drop the blade so my wrist wouldn't break. Crap. Now he had both swords again.
, since I was dealing with two blades instead of one, there was an advanced double weapon arm bar move I was taught in martial arts. When he charged me again I instinctively grabbed each of his wrists, my palms facing each other, pinchedand
twisted so both his arms were over extended across each other, got to his side and knocked him off balance. Now he was mine. I braced his arms into a breaking position, swung him around onto my back, hooked my left shoulder in under his rightarmpit
and in one foul swoop flipped him over onto the ground successfully unhinging both blades from his hands. Good thing he was quick to react for the flip or I could have broken both of his arms. He was about to jump up off the ground but I was
done fighting. It was time for some answers. I thrust both blades down crossing both sides of his neck. He was pinned.
"Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house?!"
No response, he didn't even lift his hood off his head. Who is this person? Is this some weird ass prank? I know our school is notorious for them but this is going to far.
"I asked you a question. Is this some sort of prank?"
All of my friends know I'm obsessed with Attack on Titan and this guy's cosplay was pretty sophisticated. Every ounce of my being was praying this was one of my friends and they were gonna start laughing and pull off the hood and say got you! And thensome
other friends were gonna pop out of nowhere with a hidden camera and we would all laugh and this was all just some crazy stupid joke. But he didn't laugh, and he didn't pull off his hood, and these blades were very real and very sharp. I startedgetting
impatient. If this was really an intruder I didn't give a rats ass if he left here with a few scratches. I pressed the blades closer, resting them on the skin of his neck. Any closer and I'm sure they would break the skin.
"Answer me or I'll slice your neck!"
It was all so surreal though. The blades were practically identical to the ones in the show and so was his outfit. I've seen many cosplays before but none of them look this realistic. I looked around the room momentarily, searching for some kind of answer.I
caught a glimpse of the game board out of the corner of my eye and a strange thought began to form in the back of my mind. My focus shifted back to the weirdo on the ground, frustration boiling again in my nerves. I needed to see his face. Since
/my hands were occupied with the blades I used my foot to flip his hood off.
He looked me right in the eye and yelled something at me in a different language. It sounded like Japanese. I could see his face now too and it hit me. He must have seen the realization on my face because he waited for some kind of response, a scorn expressionwritten
across his features.
This guy... But it couldn't be... How the fuck... What the fuck... The game, it couldn't have actually worked... But, it did, the proof was right here, in my room, laying on the floor, ironically pinned by his own blades. This was Levi Ackerman, in thereal
world. What the actual fuck.
I noticed the wings of freedom on his jacket pocket where his over coat sprawled out. An actual badge. Wow.
"Nanni?" he repeated.
I recognized this word from the many anime shows I watched. I tried to use common sense to figure out what he meant. Most likely he's just as confused as I am right now so he's probably looking for an explanation... But what would I tell him? Apparentlyhe
doesn't speak English and I don't speak Japanese. What I really need to do is get him to trust me. Levi Akerman or not, he's still on the defensive and so was I. However, I did widen the gap between the blades and his neck so they weren't pressingup
against his skin.
Now what? Should I introduce myself? Ha that's funny. Hey dude! Great fight, good effort, I'm Mikki by the way and I'm just gonna keep these blades by your neck till I figure out a way to calm you down so you don't try and kill me! Ugh, think! Do I knowany
Japanese at all? Well, I do know how to introduce myself... Screw it.
"Levi, er... watashi wa Mikki to iimasu."
He just stared at me.
That's it, that's all I knew. Shit. I sighed, if he did try to attack me again I'll just have to deal with it. I lifted the blades away from Levi's neck. He immediately leapt up off the ground, pulled out two more blades and turned to face me ready for
/anything. I motioned for him to chill out.
It was then that I realized I had just won in a fight against Levi Ackerman. Well to be fair he probably wasn't using anything close to his god mode skills and there must be some kind of adjustment period. After all, he had just been thrust from the fictionalworld
into the real world. Like in that movie Enchanted where the princess was sent down a well and ended up coming out of a sewer in New York. I laughed at myself - relating Levi to a princess - how funny. No matter, I'm still taking this as a
this isn't a confidence booster then I don't know what is.
Something started stinging on my left leg so I looked down to check it. My pocket knife was dangling from its keychain, open and dripping with blood. The blood was mine and it came from a nasty gash in my thigh just where the end of the knife
must of caught me when I had to drop it to block Levi's blades at the beginning of the fight. I shifted both of Levi's blades into my right hand and grabbed the little knife with my left. I couldn't close the knife though because it was coveredin
blood and trying to clean blood out of the groove wouldn't be easy.
I walked into the kitchen wincing every time I moved my left leg. Apparently Levi's blades were attached to his 3D Maneuver Gear by two long cords (which I totally forgot about) so I accidentally dragged him with me. I looked back at his gear. OMFG Iwas
literally having the hugest - silent - fan girl attack I've ever had. His 3D maneuver gear was right here in my living room and I was holding onto half of it. How is this happening? I looked down at the two blades in my hand. They were veryclean
except for a few nicks here and there. I wondered how many titans had been killed with them. Unfortunately I couldn't hold onto them forever and Levi had about eight more blades at the ready in the gear boxes so it would make no difference safetywise
if I handed him back the handles without the blades. He could easily attach another pair. Hopefully giving him back his blades will gain me a bit of trust. At least enough for me to get this damn cut sealed.
I set his blades down on the kitchen counter and signaled for him to take them. Then I unclipped my keychain from my jeans and set it down on the counter. I turned around and grabbed my medical kit from the top cupboard. I fumbled around searching forstitching
and any numbing agent I could find. Good thing I was studying to become a doctor or I might of had to take Levi with me to a hospital. What would I have said? Oh yeah this guy from an anime I watch randomly showed up at my house and we triedto
kill each other because nether of us had any idea what was going on. Or, what about even trying to get Levi into an actual car... Hah, that's something I want to see. What a crazy day it's been.
I laid all my supplies out and washed my hands. Levi made his way over to the kitchen counter to pick up his blades and I noticed him admiring my surgical supplies. About the only thing I keep tidy and clean is my medical work station. Now, how was Igoing
to do this? I had to take my pants off so I could work on my cut but Levi was standing right there and it might freak him out if I just started striping in front of him.
"Um... could you, turn around?" I asked as I swiveled my finger in a circular motion. He just kinda looked at me in a weird way. I sighed, I'd have to figure that out next. Eh, what the hell. I honestly didn't care and the pain was starting to become
/unbearable so I just started undoing my pants. When I went to undo my belt it was broken where Levi had struck it. Great, another good belt I'd have to replace. Levi made some kind of shocked noise and turned right around as I slid off my pants. I
/snickered. I cleaned my wound and numbed the area as best I could but it still hurt like a bitch as I stitched it up.
I looked over at Levi. He looked in distain at his bloody shirt where I had punctured his side. I realized I would have to stitch him up too. This day keeps getting better.
"Ok." I said when I was done. He peaked behind him. I still had my pants off but my shirt was long enough to cover my ass.
"Your turn." I told him. I pointed at his wound. I think he understood what I was implying because he hesitantly started to take off his jacket and shirt.
Oh my Lordy me.
He was beautiful. I mean, he looked really nice even with his clothes on but damn. I made the right choice. He didn't just have a six pack, he had a mother fucking eight pack and ripped arms and strong back muscles and just like everything... It took
/all I had to not spaz out.
"Um, just a warning, this might sting." I told him as I cleaned the wound. He didn't even flinch. It was really nerve racking as I sutured him up because the whole time I worked he didn't make a single noise or show any sign he was in pain. And, even
/worse, I could feel him staring at me intently. Halfway through I broke the silence.
"It's a pretty deep cut, aye?" He didn't say anything. I wracked my brain for any other Japanese words I knew. "Ehh, gomen nasai... Levi." He raised his eyebrows for a second. Then immediately furrowed them and asked me something unintelligible. The onlyword
I understood was "Nanni". I sighed. How the hell was this gonna work? I thought about some solutions as I finished bandaging. Levi went to put his shirt back on butremembered it was ripped and stained.
"Here, I got that." I extended my arm out for the shirt. He reluctantly handed it to me and I walked over to my washing machine. I hesitated. I've never had to wash a bloody shirt before... Should I put it in the washing machine or should I just throwit
away? It's ripped too. He might mind though, because it is his military uniform. When I accidentally miss my period I wash my underwear in the sink first before putting it in the laundry. I'll do that. I walked back over to the sink and startedwashing
the shirt. I pulled out a bowl and filled it with water and soap. I let it soak for a bit and added some heavy duty stain remover. Levi watched me the whole time. He was still shirtless, which I didn't mind, but he seemed to be uncomfortable.I
walked over to my closet and tried to find a shirt that might fit him. We were the exact same hight but most of my clothes were slim fitting and more on the feminine side. I picked out the least feminine thing I could find. It was a comfortable,old,
brown sweater my dad used to wear that he gave me to keep warm when I moved for college.
"Catch." I tossed it over to him. He looked it over before putting it on. It looked good on him and it matched his leather leg straps and boots. I racked my brain for ideas on how to communicate with him. Maybe there was someone I knew who could speakJapanese
but, how would I explain the sudden appearance of a guy who speaks Japanese, looks exactly like Levi Akerman and has the complete realistic "cosplay" outfit? Okay, I have to think of something else. Oh! Google translate... Wait thatonly works
for individual words or else it just gets confusing. Hmmm... I remember my dad once told me about some kind of translator app. When did we use it?
I thought for a minute. We were at the horse barn and we were trying to ask one of the workers when our horses would be fed. That's right! I spoke into the app and it translated it real time into Spanish. I walked over to the table where I left the groceriesand
grabbed my phone along with the bags. Levi was still standing at the counter eyeing my bedroom with what looked like longing. I noticed my bedroom was the only room not clean.
I set the groceries down on the counter and searched up the app on my phone. Levi watched me curiously, starring defensively at the small, rectangular device in my hand. I found it and downloaded it. As it downloaded I pulled Levi's shirt out of the soak,washed
it off, rung it out and threw it into the washing machine. Out of the corner of my eye I caught Levi examining my phone closely where it lay on the counter. I walked over and he quickly tried to pretend like he hadn't done anything. I tookmy
knife off the keychain, gave it a quick scrub and threw it into the bowl to soak for a little. The app was done loading and I opened it up. I selected English as the first language and hit the button to speak. The button made a beeping noise to
/indicate the program was listening. Levi jumped back and grabed hold of his blades; I spoke.
"There is no need to feel defensive I'm just as confused as you."
The app beeped again when I finished speaking. I selected the second language as Japanese and the app translated what I said. When Levi heard the app's translation he put his hands down and stepped towards me his eyes focused on my phone. I tilted ittowards
him so he could see the written translation as well incase the voice was hard to understand. He read it and then looked up at me. I took the phone back and spoke again.
"Talk into this device and it will translate what you say so I can understand you."
He read the translation again. I pressed the speaker button and it beeped. Levi hesitantly spoke to it. when he finished I took the phone back and listened to the translation.
"Where am I and why am I here?"
Oh lord. How should I explain this...
"One moment."
I walked over to my room and found the game board on the ground. I gathered up the game, brought it back into the kitchen and placed it on the counter. Levi looked it over curiously. I still couldn't grasp the reality myself... this small game board holdsthe
power to bring fictional characters to life? I handed the card, that I'd chosen last night, to Levi with the Japanese side up. He took it and read the back. As he read I rummaged through the rest of the cards.
Have a superpower of your choice but never be able to use it if other people would notice...
Loose and arm and a leg to resurect someone you've lost...
Live in any fictional universe or alternate time period but you wold be the opposite sex...
Travel into the world of the last animé you watched...
Be able to use the force...
Have the ability to fly...
Meet any one person, dead or alive, fictional or real, for 24 hours...
Befriend and care for a dragon...
"Tsk."
I looked back up at Levi. He scowled at me with a burning passion. My hands started to sweat, I could hear my heart beat in my ears and I could feel my cheeks get warm. He looked pissed. I set my cards down and tapped the button on my phone. Immediately,
/Levi spat out his frustrated thoughts. The only word I understood was "baka". I waited anxiously for the translation.
"I'm sorry I could not understand what you just said."
We both starred at the app. Of course this would happen at the most nerve racking moment. I had to try really hard to stay serious and not burst out laughing. The app said it in both English and Japanese so Levi was even more agitated. I tapped the button.
"Just say it a bit slower so the thing doesn't get confused."
"Tsk."
He repeated himself.
"You idiot. Why would you do this to me? What purpose does my presence have here?"
Shit.
"Honestly, I have no idea how the hell you got here either."
"What is this shit?"
"I have no idea. I bought it at a joke shop and I thought it was just a fun gimmick."
"Well if the game has a warning on the label maybe you should read it before playing the game."
"I did. I just thought it was a joke."
"Why would it be a joke if its clearly written in red bold letters on the box?"
"Well this is not a normal phenomenon in the real world! Fictional characters don't just show up randomly because someone fantasizes about it!"
He just stared at me for a minute. Thenhe leaned back and looked down at the card again; I leaned back too. I guess we got in each others faces in he heat of the moment.
"Fictional?"
Err... How should I put this... He starred at me expectantly.
"Er, you see, um... you're not inside the walls anymore."
"Huh?"
"In fact, your not even in the same... Universe."
"A different universe? What the hell is that supposed to mean?"
"I mean, it's still earth but it's like an alternate dimension. Here we call it reality and there are no Titans, there are no walls, and we are currently in a country called America."
Levi looked up from my phone, bewildered. This was a lot to take in. I was kind thirsty from the fighting and the arguing. And I needed a reason to settle my nerves.
"Would you like something to drink?" I asked.
"Do you have any tea here?"
I saw the opportunity and I took it.
"Tea? Nah, this is America man, we dumped all our tea in the harbor."
"Why would you do something that stupid? Is tea not expensive here?"
I laughed. I loved making references when the person I was talking to wouldn't understand.
"I'm just joking. That was a long time ago when this country was first founded. Yea, I think I have some tea here somewhere."
I rummaged around my cupboards. I don't particularly like tea but I'll have it occasionally when I feel sick or my throat hurts.
"Any preference? I have chamomile, peppermint, ginger, green tea and I have this really cool one that's like a flower and it blooms while you brew it."
"Do you have black tea?"
"Possibly." I rummaged around some more and found a little box of black tea stuffed in the back. It was the tea my friends and I would brew whenever we had an Attack on Titan cosplay party. Each bag had a picture of either Levi, Erwin, or Eren withoutshirts
on and when you put the bag in your cup it looked like they were relaxing in a hot spring or something. How embarrassing... I quickly shoved the box as far back as I could into the cupboard.
"Nope, sorry. Have you ever had any other kind of tea?"
"There aren't many to choose from."
"Hm. I recommend the peppermint tea."
"Alright."
I started a brew for the both of us.
"If I may, what's the last thing you remember before... What ever the hell happened?"
"A large rock fell on my head and knocked me off my horse."
"Descriptive..."
"What do you want a full account of my entire day?"
I would love to hear about Levi's entire day. What goes on during a full day in AoT? But it wasn't the right timing.
"That would be nice but I'm trying to figure out how that would have brought you here..."
How long has he been in my house? I got ready around noon for class at 1:00 and he wasn't here yet. Class lasted till around 3:00, roughly two hours. However I went grocery shopping after and that took probably something close to another hour. Four hoursroughly...?
I looked at the clock on my phone. It was 4:48 pm. I have homework I still have to do too. Crap. A small ding indicated the tea was ready and I prepared two cups.
"Let me just get something straight," Levi started, "All of this sounds like a load of bullshit fantasy crap but I have no better explanation for any of it. All I need to know is how I get home?"
I stopped for a second as reality came crashing down. I brought the tea over and attempted to answer.
"... I... uh..."
I didn't know what to say. Could it be true that taking Levi out of AoT would mean he could never return? Was he stuck here forever? Could AoT really lose Levi? What would they do without him? Oh god, did I make the wrong choice...?