"Send back up now! Captain Ackerman requires assistance immediately at 'Rosies Club'-!" Levi heard the commander yelling in his ear. He couldn't register any words as his fingers pulled his pant leg up.

"Guh-!" Levi let out a struggling gurgle from his chest and he finally wrapped his slim fingers around the wooden handle of his blade.

The man was so heavy on top of him, God, it's so… suffocating… Barely any oxygen was making it to his brain, and it was making his head fuzzy.

The stranger kept trying to force him to the ground, using his legs to push him down. Levi's ass was practically to his heels, and he refused to get on the ground, he knew it would be a losing battle if he did.

His bones were digging into his chest, and the raven knew he was going to have two giant imprints on his muscles.

"Hey-!" Levi heard a voice, as loud steps started to run towards them.

Levi felt something pop and shatter to plastic bits against his back and his eyes widened as a sharp pain stabbed into his lower back.

'Falling In Reverse - Drugs' - 2019

Oh my, God… the pain-! He could feel warm wetness go down into his dress pants. Spewing down his backside, going down the sides of his pants.

The raven felt the world slow down and his eyes unfocused. I am in complete control. I will not lose!

Levi bent his head down between his legs, and threw his neck back, slamming the back of his skull into the man's face above him. Levi couldn't feel the pain from his skull, adrenaline pumping through his veins prevented it.

"Fuck!" The man wailed. They both heard a 'crack' from the man's nose as it broke on impact; groans of anguish filled Levi's ears. It made him thirsty for more. The big boy released one of his arms from around Captain's waist to bring his hand up to caress his abused nose.

Levi knew that he had just broken his nose and the raven needed more. Taking the opportunity with no hesitance, he dug his elbow sharply into the man's side, throwing the guy off of him.

Levi unfolded his body, his bones creaking as he did, his joints popping, and his body was sore from the compressed position.

The world was slow.

It was so slow…

The intake of 'fresh' air came in through his nose, the oxygen going down through his trachea and into his lungs, making the pink balloons open. Blood cells are fueled by energy, the oxygen flows through his bloodstream while carbon dioxide leaves him. Cells traveled to his muscles and he felt energy surge through him.

Instead of the vibration from music, it was adrenaline that filled him. It was venom, it was pure hatred.

His clothes came free from the restraint of his belt.

His white shirt started to flap through the air as his toes turned around towards the offender quickly. The knife flipped in the raven's hand, holding the blade in an overhand grip.

"Die, motherfucker, die!"

With absolute certainty…

With no hesitance…

Never hesitate…

Never, Levi.

Never.

Lunging forward with a movement that felt like his entire body was charged by lightning; Levi felt his feet shift forward from the extreme inertia of his body. His right foot stumbling over the left to keep his balance steady, to not teeter from his own strength and speed. Cold orbs darted down to watch the blade swiftly penetrate the pale throat, piercing through the adam's apple of his offender.

The skin peeled away from the blade as it intruded, ripping it… pulling it apart as the shaft of his blade continued to push… push in further and further.

I absolutely love that sight… fuck…

Levi's eyes shone with delight and his hand tingled with excitement.

The music had died down, and people around him started to stumble around him in fear of this sight.

Levi could hear the flesh tearing. It was clear in his ears and clear to his eyes, he could see the skin split apart like a hot knife through butter.

Blood spurted out and Levi watched as the man's hands raised up to his own throat, it was useless. He reached to hold onto Levi's wrist, but his life was draining just as fast as the blood spewed out. Squirting from each side of his neck. Levi finally looked at the face, he could recognize who it was.

That fucking bouncer from before.

The people around Levi were screaming, but he couldn't hear it.

Everything was slow as Levi took in the sight in front of him.

Something wet hit his face and it dripped down his jaw. His eyes didn't even flinch from the warm contact.

His dress shirt was ruined. He knew that.

Gurgling was the only thing his ears picked up. "Gua- Ah…-" Crimson continued to flow down the man. It was like a sink that had been running for too long and the water was overflowing.

Just like how blood was overflowing out of the man's mouth. Spewing over the side and down the side of his body.

Twisting the knife, flesh cracked and ripped open further. The man's life was gone.

All gone.

"You have to twist the knife. Just to be sure, Levi." Someone once told Levi this, the memory rang through his head.

"RUN!" Someone yelled in the crowd.

The world came back to him. In reality this moment only took a matter of a few seconds but it felt so much longer.

Drawing his knife back, lightning fuels him. Darting his head to the left and right, his senses intensified. Levi knew he was in danger. I just know.

The body flops down in a pool of its own blood. Convulsing as death took him. Eyes full of horror looked his way blankly. Out of the corner of his eyes, he sees something black poking through a curtain behind the DJ's stage.

Levi's arm darts out to Historias prone figure and throws them both to the ground.

"INCOMING FIRE!" Captain yelled out.

Shots were fired just as he expected.

"CRAWL!" Captain commanded the civilian and she followed without any hesitation. More shots followed, and they crawled faster on the ground as people screamed around them. People would step on their fingers, not caring about them at all. Someone tripped over Levi, their legs getting caught on his waist and slamming over onto the ground loudly, their body bouncing due to the impact.

Those who were frightened, yelling, and running kept them hidden from fire.

Levi used his left leg to push himself forward, he pulled on Historia's wrist and she struggled to get back on her feet, stumbling forward and almost knocking them back down to the ground. "Get a fucking grip!" He threw the girl forward, forcing her onto her feet.

Levi looked behind himself to see Eren running towards them, his head twisting back to Historia.

"GO! The exit!" Levi pushed Historia to the right of him. He sees the woman run towards one of the red exit doors. People hurriedly followed her out.

Eren caught up to the raven and Levi didn't even look at him.

He heard another shot and he twisted his head, watched as the bullet flew, and hit right beside his head. He could see the bullet spinning, how small it was, and how it drilled a hole through the wall beside him, all in a matter of milliseconds.

Grabbing the brunette by the shirt quickly, Levi pulled the man with him. They both ran towards an exit that Historia didn't go through. Levi slammed himself into the door with the side of his shoulder. The door flung open and the light from the sun burned his eyes.

Two large dumpsters were in front of them.

It must've been the docks, where the club dumps its trash.

Levi pulled Eren, the DJ stumbled behind him and all Levi could do was yank him forward. The pair go behind the dumpsters. It reeked like alcohol, cigarettes, and rotten food. Levi couldn't think about that right now. He peers over the side and he sees cars lined up in front of the club. Immediately, the Captain could tell they were thugs, all of the men behind their cars had guns.

They all have fucking guns and I only have my knife. Glad to see luck is on my side .

Levi observed the situation they were in. Levi could feel the wetness in his jeans get worse, he figured it was blood, but he didn't know if he got shot or if it was from someone stumbling over him when crawling on the ground.

To figure out his suspicions, he reaches behind himself to touch his lower back and a small gasp leaves his lips. The raven could feel the moisture on his fingertips and he brought them over to his face, seeing the crimson red. "Fuck. Fuck, fuck, fuck."

Levi reaches behind himself again and he brings his palm under his shirt. He could feel that the communication box was destroyed, sharp plastic poked at his fingertips as he felt around, and the plastic was lodged inside his back. This is not fucking good. Levi takes his hand away and he shakes his head, throwing any worry away.

Mind over matter. Mind over matter. Levi thinks to himself.

"We are so fucked." The Captain says this to himself, but the DJ hears him.

"What the fuck is going on?" Eren finally spoke as he drew closer to the raven, he looked from behind the cover with him. "M-my sister is in there-"

"Keep your damn voice down." The raven spoke quietly and calmly; this seemed to have calmed Eren down. It was the power of authority, making people believe that they were safe, even if the evidence was overwhelmingly not.

Levi reaches up to his ear, he presses onto that button and he tries to speak into it, breaking his cover in front of the DJ. "Counting... Eight cars cover the front of the club. All personnel have weapons, they are armed and ready for fire. Do you copy?"

Silence.

There was more silence and Levi knew that no one could hear him. "Piece of shit-" The raven tried not to yell in anger, but it didn't stop him from ripping the earpiece out and destroying the wire.

At least now he could hear everything clearly and wouldn't get distracted or get caught up on anything.

Eren's emerald eyes look over the small body beside him. Who was he talking to? The brunette thinks to himself. Maybe he's trying to calm himself down.

Levi thought and pondered on what to do, while Eren was looking over the smaller man, he noticed how strong this stranger was. From the adrenaline coursing through the raven's veins, Levi's biceps were bulging through his white shirt. His back muscles tightened to the material because he was leaning forward. His legs- fuck don't look at his legs, Eren-!

Eren's eyes stop their gawking when he notices a patch of blood on the Captain's lower back. The blood was slowly creeping up the fabric, meaning that he was still bleeding and soaking the material.

"Hey-" Eren's words were swallowed out by loud sirens that suddenly filled the air.

Levi looks at the back of the parking lot, seeing one of his squad members pulling up into the club with their FBI/Swat vehicles. My squad is here... now it is time to get to my car. "Stay put." Captain ordered the DJ.

Before Eren could protest, Levi pushed up from his kneeling position and he raced towards the closest automobile, taking cover from the side. Levi peers over the hood of the car, looking towards the line of thugs. He watched as the thugs turned around from their posts, seeing the force of his squad pulling up from behind.

Eren was still behind the big garbage cans and his eyes showed fear, he didn't want to move from safety, happily listening to the strangers' orders.

"This is the FBI!" A loud voice filled the air, the sirens had died out so that the officers could talk to the thugs.

It was Gunther talking through a radio inside the vehicle, the sound echoing like there were 3 megaphones going off. Cars were being pulled up one after another behind him. The two opposing sides were facing each other, ready to have a complete shootout.

Levi scanned the scene and he started to come up with a plan. If I could get up to the thugs' cars and walk past the front of them, I could get to my automobile. He didn't have any other weapons than his knife. He kept it tightly in his palm, they might have guns but he won't go down without a fight. If he needed to get involved with them, that is.

The smell of blood was coming up into his nose. The crimson red on his face also dried up and it was so disgusting. Fuck.

He heard his squad start their speech about compromises and the rule of the court.

Taking the time and patience, he steps away from his hiding spot, stealthy crouch walking his way towards the first thug. He maintained a lowered position; keeping his head down. Levi was hearing voices, but he couldn't make out what they were saying, too focused on making sure he wasn't spotted.

Holding his breath, he moved forward; spaces between the cars made him nervous because it exposed him to everyone's eyes. He was sure his squad could see him now as he crouched past. All the thugs kept their eyes behind them, not noticing the raven-haired Captain passing the front of them.

Looking down at his feet, he was making sure not to step on small branches or gravel that would give away his hidden position. His squad made a good distraction, covering his small footsteps against the gravel with the sound of their voice.

"We ask that you all step forward and drop your guns."

"Why would we do that?!" A man screamed from behind him. "Yeah! Yeah!" Multiple people started to echo.

This was going to be a fatal loss for the criminals if they didn't surrender, knowing his squad had automatic rifles that could pulverize their bodies. He just hoped his squad didn't lay into them while he was in the vicinity.

Passing the final car that a thug owned, he made a quicker dash to his black vehicle. He didn't get too excited though; opening the car while the air was silent would alarm the thug in front of him.

He waited until Gunther was talking again, saying bullshit like, how the criminals might be set free if they comply with his orders.

Fat fucking chance. Levi brings a hand up to his door handle and he pulls it enough to just get the handle away from the door, making sure he stopped so the door wouldn't click. Silence filled the air and Levi waited.

"Drop your weapons now or we-" Levi pulls the handle and the door parts away enough for his slim body. "-will have to use force!" He slipped inside the car with just the slightest crack and secured the door.

Then came silence.

Levi reaches down to his pant leg and he slips the blade into the holster. He was thankful that he didn't need to use it.

Captain leans back up to look outside the windshield and he suddenly sees something thrown from one of the security cars, it arches through the air and it lands on the ground with a loud 'ding!'

Then came a small ticking sound, the cylinder tin vibrated and bounced towards the thugs. It clicked on the ground a few times and it kept rolling forward.

Suddenly in just milliseconds.

Through his car, Levi brings his palms to his ear.

"FLASH GRENADE!" He heard a man say and loud bangs with screeching sounds echoed in everyone's ears. Levi takes away his palms and he grimaces from the deafening sound, he shoves his hand into his pocket and takes the key out for his automobile quickly; Shoving it into the ignition, the engine roars to life.

Shifting his car into drive he swirls the wheel with his palm to the left, his foot wasn't on the accelerator yet. He catches glances from the thugs. Thank god I endured torture from these loud bangs.

'Tokyo Drift (Fast & Furious)' - 2006

Slamming his foot down onto the accelerator pedal, he screamed the tires, rubber burned against the gravel as his car raced around the front of the thugs.

Levi leans down, his head being beside the radio, away from enemy sight. Bullets fly through his windows, shattered glass scattered on all insides of the vehicle. The glass was completely obliterated from the impact; glass dug into his pants as he shifted his body.

He couldn't look up until his car screamed past the last thug, bullets continued to try and penetrate his automobile, bullets continued to fly through the windows. Thank God for this car, he would be dead without it.

When he heard shots being fired from his squad's side, the thugs lost interest in him and he slammed down on the break, tires screeching in pain. Levi sprung back up to look out to his left. He didn't even mind all the broken glass over his lap and in his dress shirt, cutting at his flesh.

"EREN!"

The boy with brown hair peers over the garbage container. He was still hesitant and scared, he was waiting for Levi's order.

Levi could understand why, the area was a shooting zone, a war right in the parking lot not even 25 feet away from them.

"Get in this fucking car now or you'll really be crippled!" Captain yelled out the window and Eren didn't wait another fucking second.

Running as fast as his long legs could go, he jumped through the window in the backseat, his forearms protecting his face as he dove in. The leftover glass that stayed in the window dug into his stomach, but he couldn't feel it. The glass on the leather seats in the back, however… He could feel every fiber of it getting into his skin.

"Stay down! Do you understand?!" The Captain slammed down onto the accelerating pedal, launching the car forward. Pedal to the metal, fuckers.

Levi didn't even give Eren time to say that he understood his orders. He just had to.

The Captain had to trust his squad in this. Screaming his car down the side of the parking lot, he heard people following him. Looking in the cracked rear-view mirror, he saw some of the same thugs from before.

"Shit!" They must have seen Eren jump in the back and they became interested in him again.

Sirens filled the air with Gunther yelling orders in the megaphone. It echoed behind him, but he couldn't focus on that. He couldn't afford to stop his car or even press on the brakes. This was a fucking chase. Levi thought to himself as he tried to orchestrate a plan in his head.

Eren's body clung to the back of the seat, glass poked and drilled into his skin as his body rolled and went with the car's inertia. His hands reach up to one of the seatbelts, which thankfully fucking locks up and he holds on for dear life. Levi also reaches up to his own seatbelt with one hand, tucking it into the lock.

"Hold the fuck on, Eren!" The hand on the wheel makes a sharp right and their bodies fling to the left. "AHH FUCK!" Captain heard the DJ screaming behind him. He could hear gunfire behind him, bullets decorating the back of his vehicle, but he didn't falter.

Levi got onto the main street, gravel ground turned into smooth pavement and his car sped faster due to less friction on the tires. He had to swerve around civilian cars to gain more distance from the enemies behind him.

"Get the fuck out of my way!" The steering wheel was being forced to a sharp right or left, the fragile bodies in the car were at the mercy of physics. Thrown around, the seat belt dug into the Captain's shoulder and collarbone while the DJ was being flung around in the back.

Levi looked ahead to see a stop light and he had to think fast. I have to do a turnover, a J-turn. He didn't think he would be in a situation where he needed to do a J-turn...fuck. Levi was going too fast for a typical J-turn and you could only execute one with an average speed of 30 MPH **Miles Per Hour**

I'm going way too fucking fast, but I have to do it. I cannot hesitate.

Getting to the red light in a matter of seconds, the world slowed down. He takes his right foot off the accelerator, watching as bullets pass by his head, bullets coming from either side of his vehicle. Levi throws his automobile into oncoming traffic to go around cars that were stopped at the light.

Screeching tires filled Levi's ears, honks and screams were ripped through the air.

Yet, everything remained slow.

Getting into the intersection of the light, the world almost stops.

Memories of his coach filled his brain.

"This is the ID Check." His trainer came forth with a vehicle specifically designed for J-turns.

"ID check one: What is the center gravity of your vehicle? Two: Is your vehicle a two-wheel drive, or a four-way drive? Three: What surface are you driving on? J-turns are not meant to be used on sand or mud. You don't want to trip over and roll your car. Four: Do you have enough space to do a proper turn without hurting yourself or others around you?

For hours, Levi would train with his teacher, practicing to roar forward with the car and twist it around. To do a successful J-turn, the car only needs to do a 180-degree turn, having the car face away from whatever you don't want to run into.

Thoughts came back to Levi's mind, no longer thinking about that memory. What will happen to us if I do this? Who is going to die today? Is this it? I dragged this poor boy into this and he's going to die with me… Doubt filled Levi's mind and he felt his concentration slipping.

No.

Don't do this.

No Regrets.

His mind fought for life.

Twisting the wheel violently with both his hands. He SLAMMED on the break with his right foot, his car spinning furiously. This is a full-wheel drive vehicle. We are driving on a hard surface. Levi notes to himself quickly as the world is spinning. Captain reaches over to the emergency break beside him with his right hand and he yanks the emergency break up.

Levi keeps his left hand firmly on top of his wheel, fighting with his car to stay somewhat in control. The vehicle wanted to let him go, it wanted to be set free from Levi's restrictions.

"FUCK FUCK FUCK!" Eren's body flung around in the backseat, his arms tearing from the force of holding onto the seatbelt. Glass was flying inside the automobile, slicing Levi and Eren's skin, digging through all the layers of flesh till blood seeped out. Levi felt glass hit his cheek, digging into it and piercing inside his flesh.

His mind didn't even comprehend that.

His eyes rolled with the car, spinning inside his skull as he tried to focus on an escape route.

He saw cars behind him, then in front of him, the side of him.

Again, and again. Over and Over.

The sight of oncoming traffic was like a hand-drawn animation; each time he circled around, the cars got closer and closer.

In the front view of cars, he saw large commercial trucks.

Perfect.

'Do you have enough space?' His trainer asked him in his head. No. Levi replied.

'You won't hurt yourself and others?'

No.

His eyes stilled as his car was starting to slow down by the friction of his tires.

He focused on one direction. I am going way past 30 MPH.

That way! Levi yelled at himself. Make the car go left!

Before the car faced the left side, he needed the hood of his car to face the large trucks. His vehicle was still forcefully going in circles, surely leaving donuts on the pavement.

Levi had to plan ahead. If he fucks this up, he wouldn't know where he would be. His and the DJ's life would be over.

Captain's hands fought against the wheel and the emergency brake, the automobile continuing to spin. He took his foot off of the brake and he screamed the accelerator pedal, releasing the emergency brake so all his wheels could move. This causes the ass end of his vehicle to swerve from side to side, placing both hands on the wheel, he fights the car from losing control.

Forward!

Go forward!

The black car suddenly gained traction and it found equilibrium, shooting the vehicle forward to the left side. Smoke from his tires filled the air, burnt rubber filled everyone's noses.

His car moved out of the enemy's sight, he knew he caught them by surprise as he heard a large crash from behind him.

I'm sorry…

Everything came back to life around him. The loud blaring sirens, the sound of commercial trucks swallowing the smaller cars. Levi is going to assume the drivers in the trucks wouldn't get a scratch, but he only said this to himself to cope with his guilt.

One car hit the truck, then two. Two cars turned into three. The domino effect he just caused, all the smaller vehicles became compressed. All drivers and passengers are more than likely dead because of the pile up.

The truck kept itself together for the most part, only being pushed backward from the intense inertia each time a car crashed into it. The truck backed up into another automobile that was behind it.

The head of that truck was in pieces, but nothing compared to the smaller vehicles, completely being squished by each other inside the intersection.

Levi would have been in that same situation if he had not tricked his enemies with his skill. He would be inside that domino effect, body smashed by the steering wheel with the airbag caressing his deceased head. His specialized vehicle would be the only one that would go off, as the general public didn't have airbags in their cars. The DJ would be smothered with the ass end of the car, the metal caving inside and crushing his fragile body.

Levi then pulled up to the side of the curb, away from oncoming traffic, not like anyone would be moving forward at this point. The road was going to be closed for over 24 hours, all the cars would need to be disposed of.

All the bodies would need to be processed and reported to a morgue. Families would need to be told that their son, husband; whoever they were, were dead.

Levi turned to look in the backseat, he reached over to lightly push the DJ's red shoulder. He was bleeding… everywhere.

The raven was probably bleeding too, but the adrenaline wouldn't let him feel it.

"Eren…" Levi poked his shoulder again. He heard a groan, which made the dark-haired man relieved. The brat didn't pass out.

"Hey…" Eren croaked out, picking up his head.

Levi looked at the kids' bleeding hands on the seatbelt. "I think I tore my forearms…-" He suddenly looked really pale and his head wrenched forward, bile leaving his stomach, his stomach heaved in and clenched tightly against his muscles as he threw up any liquid or food out of his belly and onto the floor of this car.

Thank the fucking heavens this wasn't my real car.

Levi grimaces as he pulls his eyes away from the revolting sight. Levi could smell the sour bile. He knew it was seeping into the carpeted floor and the raven had enough so he opened his destroyed door and exited the disgusting pile of scrap.

His vehicle was full of bullet holes. He was extremely lucky none got through considering the idiots kept shooting at him.

His legs trembled as he fell to his knees suddenly. His pale hands shook as he kept himself from face-planting into the pavement. He clenches his fingers tightly into a fist to attempt calmness. He takes a deep breath through his nose and out of his mouth. A few more times to be sure.

One…

Two…

Three…

Breathe in. Breathe out.

Four…

Five…

Feeling his head become clear he lifts his gaze up from the pavement, not realizing he closed his eyes in the first place.

"Captain Ackerman?" Levi reached up into his ear to press into an earpiece that didn't exist anymore.

He felt a hand grab his wrist.

Hange pulled him up to his feet while his eyes remained unfocused, his body suddenly hurt like shit, and being pulled up from the ground didn't help him.

"Hey, hey, now-" Hange let go of Levi's wrist and they bent over under Levi's gaze so that their eyes could meet. "You okay there, short stuff?"

Placing a soft hand on Levi's back, they rubbed gently, the raven silently thanked the scientist, but he couldn't spill it out of his mouth.

"We need to check on the civilians…" Captain Ackerman moves away from Hange and peers inside to see his sick companion in the backseat close to being unconscious.

"This is the DJ?" The scientist opens up the backdoor of his destroyed vehicle.

"Yes. He held onto the seatbelt as we swung around. He feels like he tore his forearms."

Hange tilts their head as they move inside the vehicle, not even fazed by the green, chunky vomit resting on the floor and the side of his face. Leather seats didn't absorb any of the bile and it pooled on the side of Eren's face.

Levi cringed and looked away. He wasn't going to unsee that for a while.

"Hey, DJ." Hange pushed on his shoulder a few times.

Another groan leaves the brat. "Ah, he's still here with us. Let's get the medical team here quickly. We will take him to our private hospital at the headquarters."

Although Levi wouldn't think that would be good, considering Eren was a suspect; however, he kept that information to himself.

It's the least he could do to help since he dragged the kid into this mess. "Fuck."