Warning: Some gruesome content.

Kenny Ackerman groaned in pain as he slowly awakened from his coma. His injuries from his last encounter with Grisha Yeager were left untreated. 'Where the hell am I How long have I been out?' He blinked his eyes a few times, then tried to yawn, but couldn't. He muffled in confusion as he couldn't move his mouth. In a few seconds, he realized that he couldn't speak, normally due to his mouth being taped shut. When he looked down to his body, he muffled in shock as he then noticed he was completely naked from head-to-toe. He was currently restrained to metal chair with thick ropes tied around his chest upper chest, lower chest, knees, wrists and ankles. He muffled when he meant to yell.

"You're awake, at last, Kenny the Ripper."

Kenny stopped moving after he heard a voice. Then in the next moment, he had slowly looked upwards to see Grisha Yeager standing before him. He looked and saw that Grisha was dressed in a white buttoned shirt, black pants, a pair of white gloves and a white apron on.

"It is good to see that you have regained consciousness from our previous battle. Part of me had begun to doubt that you would have never awakened, due to the injuries that I have caused you." Grisha said as he pulled a small table closer to his side. "And now that you're back in the living." On that small table had a tray of tools that people would use to torture other people with, such as scissors, wrenches, clippers and razors. "I believe it is time that I taught you a lesson."

Kenny saw the tray of instruments on the table and realized what Grisha was going to do with them. 'This guy can't serious, can he?' He had a thought within his mind, believing that Grisha was attempting to scare him straight and that it was a joke.

Grisha stared at Kenny as he started chuckling to himself. "Oh, and by the way. Before I do anything, there's something that I want you to know..." he bent down and made eye contact with Kenny, face to face.

'Huh?' Kenny stopped chuckling to himself and muffled the word, "What?"

Grisha closed his eyes and exhaled a bit of air for a second. And then in the next... Grisha then gave Kenny Ackerman a deadly stare. It was the exact same stare when Grisha had as a child over his sister's death under the rug. A stare that told Kenny that Grisha had nothing else to lose and everything to gain. "If you think that you are going to somehow escape from this... or if you think that I'm going to somewhat let you go, scot-free and go back out there and murder another innocent soul just for one second... then you are living a freaking lie."

Kenny grunted in disappointment and a bit shock.

"I am going to make you atone for every crime that you have committed. And after I do make you atone... you're going to wish you were dead, before I get done with you. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?" Grisha asked Kenny in a cold and edgy tone.

Kenny grunted, as he can feel Grisha's hatred within the atmosphere. It was as if Kenny's vision was turning red for a moment.

"Now, shall we begin?" Grisha said in a normal tone, then he grabbed a pair of sharp scissors and brought it close to Kenny's right hand.

Meanwhile, the sun had just risen outside the castle, Mitras and Frieda Reiss roamed the castle halls leading a ten-year-old Mikasa Ackerman to their destination by her hand. The young girl wore her natural white dress with her pink jacket and her scarf wrapped around her neck.

"Um, Miss Frieda? Where are you taking me, this time?" Mikasa asked while being carried by the hand.

"It's a surprise."

"Mm?" Mikasa was a bit curious when Frieda mentioned it being a surprise. A minute later, Frieda had brought Mikasa to a small infirmary room, where she had gasped and gazed upon a ten-year-old Eren Yeager, whom was lying in bed and was currently recovering from his previous injuries. 'E... Eren?' Mikasa had thought to herself. After ten seconds of staring, Mikasa finally took one step forward, then slowly walked towards Eren's bed with a hand almost stretched out towards him.

Frieda watched as Mikasa walked towards Eren's bed. 'Mikasa.'

As Mikasa had caught up to Eren in an infirmary bed, she stood by his side and frowned when she saw white bandages wrapped around his head. "Eren..." Mikasa muttered.

Frieda stood by the door and continued to watch the two of them like a small happy couple.

Mikasa lowered her right hand and gently grabbed Eren's right hand.

Eren had groaned, which caught both Frieda and Mikasa by surprise. "M... Mikasa?" he muttered in his sleep.

Mikasa gasped when he heard Frieda call her name. Orbs of tears had begun to form within the young Mikasa's eyes as she was filling with joy. She knew that Eren was going to be okay-that he was going to pull through with his injuries. Before tears could stream down her face, she quickly lied her soft head Eren's chest as he was currently recovering in an infirmary bed. She then cried softly on Eren's chest as she was happy to see him, again.

As Mikasa continued to cry over Eren, Frieda couldn't help, but smile in joy and relief. She knew that Mikasa missed Eren and she was happy to see him, again. Suddenly, Mikasa heard a few knocks on the door next to her. She opened the door half-way and was met by the Nineteen-year-old Eren Yeager, who's dressed in a green trench coat and stood outside of the infirmary.

"Eren."

"Do you mind if I talk to you for a moment?" Eren asked, worrying about Mikasa.

Frieda turned her head away from the older Eren and looked to see Mikasa still crying over the younger Eren Yeager. Then, she turned her back to the older Eren. "Please, hold that thought." Mikasa then turned over to Mikasa, again, who continued to cry over the younger Eren. "Mikasa? Would you mind if, I leave to go and talk to someone else for a bit?" Frieda asked in a kind manner.

Mikasa did not turn her body to Frieda as she continued to remain by Eren's side. But she did hear what Frieda asked. She slowly shook her head no, as she didn't mind being left with Eren, alone.

After seeing Mikasa shake her head no, Frieda smiled and close the door, leaving both her and the younger Eren alone in the infirmary.

"How is Mikasa holding up in there?" The older Eren asked, showing some concern for Mikasa.

"She's going to be okay. It's going to take a while for her to stop crying, though." Frieda happily answered, then chuckled.

"I can imagine." Eren blinked once and suddenly thought about Mikasa from his own timeline.

"What is it that you want to talk about, anyway?" Frieda asked.

Eren stared at Frieda a bit, then opened his mouth to speak.

Meanwhile, Kenny screamed in agony, again when Grisha used a lighter to burn Kenny's left big toe. He sweated and panted, heavily with tape covering his mouth. Grisha had spent a total of fifteen minutes torturing Kenny Ackerman, both physically and mentally, while he was still restrained in a metal chair.

Grisha had previously used a pair of pruners to amputate Kenny's left ear, left fingers and testicles, then place them in a pouch. Afterwards, he ripped all the fingernails out of Kenny's right hand with needle nose plyers. Then used the same needle nose pliers to make Kenny's nose bleed by ripping out a few capillary vessels within Kenny's left nose hole. Afterwards, Grisha would use a small lighter to close up Kenny's wounds in order to stop the bleeding, except for the nose.

"I see that you're still hanging in there, after everything I've just done to you. And that's good." Grisha said had sat the gripping wrench down on a trey where he sat his other tools.

'You bastard... wait until I break out of here.' Kenny gave Grisha a sinister glare.

"Now, we can move onto the..." Grisha looked and saw a weakened Kenny glaring at him. But he was unfazed by the glare he was given. "I do not care how many times you glare at me or how much you wish to kill me. Because in here, you are powerless. If it's anyone's fault that you are in this position... it's yours. You chose to come after my family." Grisha said as he sat down a lighter on the tray. "When we met in the catacombs, I told myself that you were going to pay all the lives you have destroyed." Grisha had thought of his family, especially his wife, Carla. He remembered the day they met in a tavern. He then thought of the day he and Carla had gotten married. "I shall be taking one of your eyes, next. Considered it payback for gazing upon my wife, before killing her destroying my family." Grisha walked close to Kenny "In other words, an eye for an eye." Grisha grabbed a spoon that is capable of gouging people's eyes out.

Kenny gasped after hearing the pun that Grisha had made. 'He wouldn't!'

Grisha had the look of a devil within his eyes. He grabbed part of Kenny's face with one hand and held a scooping spoon with the other. He would've

"Doctor Yeager."

Grisha suddenly stopped at the last second as he was about to drive a spoon into Kenny's left eye socket and then scoop out his left eyeball. He lowered the spoon and his arm, then stood on his feet. He slowly looked back to see Hange standing behind him by the doorway.

"You've proven your point." Hange said.

"You're early." Grisha noted.

"I know we gave you a chance to get your one free revenge shot against Kenny for what he did to your family, but if you keep this up, you're gonna end up killing him." Hange told Grisha as she looked at Kenny's current condition.

Kenny panted, a bit more feeling exhausted.

"Don't worry. I'm a professional doctor. I've studied the human body and I know the difference between fatal and critical. Besides... Kenny the Ripper, here is from the Ackerman Clan. They don't die that easily, once they awaken their powers." Grisha stated.

"I completely understand that you are using this act to grieve for your wife. But don't you think that he's gone through enough for one day? We still need him alive for trial." Hange said as she stared at Kenny's backside. Hange said as she looked at Kenny.

Grisha looked at Hange for a second, then turned back towards Kenny. "Yes. I am aware that Kenny Ackerman will be on trial, soon. And no. I do not think that Kenny had understood his lesson, yet. I will make sure that his internal organs and ribs are treated before I leave. And also..." Grisha pressed his glasses closer to his face.

"Also, what?"

"What I'm simply doing... is no different from what Marleyans do to Eldians from across the sea." Grisha suddenly remembered his experience of being tortured before meeting Kruger.

"Really?" Hange asked.

"If an Eldian is caught trying to betray Marley or if they are listed under insubordination. They will be forcibly sent to Paradis and turned into mindless Titans." Grisha stated.

"Right, right. I've heard about that." Hange told Grisha as she placed a hand under her chin.

"In my homeland, Marleyans would discriminate Eldians. Treating us like second citizens. I was part of an Eldian group called the Eldian Restorationists. We wanted to take back our motherland for Eldia, under the Owl. But, one day... we were caught." Grisha remembered the day that Zeke had arrested him and Dina, then sent to jail. "The Marleyans tortured us both, physically and mentally as they interrogated us about a lead we had called the Owl." Grisha remembered his experience when he was once tortured by Marleyans after being arrested. "They cut off our anatomy. Such as our fingers and toes. If you were a man, they would cut off our testicles, too, so that we wouldn't fight back against them. Then, they would ship us to Paradis where they would inject us with syringe and watch us transform." Grisha had thought of the time when he horrifically watched Dina Yeager transform into a mindless Titan.

"That's really gory." Hange leaned her back on the wall as she listened to Grisha's tale.

"Indeed. I was the only one who was lucky to escape that fate, thanks to the Owl." Grisha suddenly thought back to the moment when Eren Kruger showed him his family photo.

"You must've looked up to this Owl."

"I named my son, Eren after him." Grisha said.

"W-what?" Hange was surprised after learning. Her jaw nearly dropped.

"Are you done yet, Doctor Yeager?" Levi asked as he walked inside the dark cellar and put on a pair of thick white gloves.

Meanwhile, Nineteen-year-old Eren Yeager and Frieda continued their conversation outside the infirmary.

"You're leaving for Shiganshina already?" Frieda asked.

"Yes. I'm gonna be taking care of a few things while over there." Eren told Frieda.

"How long will you be gone?"

"I plan on coming back in four days. Maybe five." Eren had told Frieda as he had counted with his fingers.

"Something really important must be happening inside Shiganshina." Frieda assumed.

"Yes. But it doesn't involve anyone else. Only me."

"Speaking of Shiganshina..." Frieda suddenly stopped walking for a second and gave Eren a serious look. "Eren."

"What's the matter?" Eren asked, not knowing why Frieda is acting serious all of a sudden.

Frieda placed her hands on her hips and leaned her chest forward. "I don't want you to get into any trouble, okay? That means, no picking fights with guys and no flirting with other girls. I'm the only one you're marrying." Frieda told Eren, looking serious.

Eren shuttered a bit.

Frieda cracked a smile when she watched Eren shutter. She then giggled in the next two seconds. "Just kidding. I know you wouldn't hurt me."

Eren cringed a bit. 'She's acting just like my mom.' Eren noted as her stared.

"Hm?" Frieda saw that Eren was looking glum after being teased, so she tried her best to cheer him up. "Come on, Eren. Cheer up. I was only teasing you." she pinched Eren's cheeks and tried making him smile, forcibly.

After seeing Frieda's smile, he knew he couldn't stay glum forever. "Okay." Eren then gently pulled Frieda into a hug after she let go of his cheeks. Frieda simply hugged back by wrapping her arms around his neck and resting her shoulder onto his chin.

Ten Minutes Later

Eren and Frieda were outside of the front doors of Mitras Castle. A black horse carriage with a single brown stallion pulling the carriage was presented to the older, Nineteen-year-old Eren. He was seen on top of a black horse carriage, ready to ride south towards Shiganshina District. He looked to see Frieda on solid ground, watching him.

Frieda was waving Eren goodbye for now. "Be careful, Eren."

"I will." Eren nodded.

"And don't go beyond the walls." Frieda added.

"I won't. I'll try to make it back in a total of four days." Eren said, then rode off south to Shiganshina. Frieda happily watched as Eren rode off to his destination towards Shiganshina District. She then silently prayed that Eren would be safe.

Grisha wanted payback against Kenny Ackerman. More stuff.