Levi felt time slow down as he fell, mouth agape with startlement, faces of Erdmann and the dark-haired man that pushed him looking out the window slowly getting smaller as the distance between them widened, until an excruciating pain fired on his body simultaneously from head to heel.
The breath was completely knocked out of him with the hard contact. His back felt like it'd been crumbled, his skull knocked, his ribs cracked, his legs battered, his skin infested by tiny shards of glass.
Levi's eyes widened once he realized that his lungs were unresponsive, no matter how much he struggled for a hint of oxygen, they remained still as though they didn't belong to him. For a moment, his heartbeats spiked up thinking he would pass out.
When he finally managed to breathe in, the sound of the inhale came too loud and sudden like he'd been returned from death. Levi regretted that immediately once his lower left rib pushed deep into his expanding lung, just like a sharp knife. It stung him like hell he was sure it was broken.
The two men had disappeared from the window, now coming down to find him. Levi closed his eyes, feeling the sharp pain run all along his backside. His skull ache radiated till it reached the back of his eyes, it felt like it was split in half along with every other bone on his back.
He breathed in repeatedly, shallow and fast. It was bad when his body desperately needed more oxygen with the erratic beats, but he could not breathe in deep enough to deliver. He needed to leave, hide, before they reached down and found him in this pathetic state. Levi opened his eyes, using his strength to push himself up with his elbows.
"Nghhh."
Raising up mere inches, he laid back down again, feeling an excruciating pain sear through his spine and skull. The sharp area on his rib to the left stung him like a twisted knife with the movement. Everything fired at once, making Levi regret that movement. He found no strength left in him as the hands he had just used to get up started shaking messily once he relaxed them, as though that little attempt had depleted all of their power.
Fuck! He thought. He tried another helpless attempt, more careful this time. All he got was a worn out body, stuck like an upside-down turtle, helpless and immovable.
He closed his eyes, focusing on his little shallow breaths, hearing approaching rushing steps.
"There he is."
Once he opened his eyes, he found Erdmann and the man that pushed him hovering over him from the right, four other men doing the same on other sides. Levi felt helpless in that condition, hating the angle he stuck into, staring at them like mountains while he laid vulnerable on the floor. It lacked control, which he despised.
"You stupid man, I had told you to leave," Erdmann spoke like he'd truly regretted what happened. Once he raised his head, his expression seemed to change drastically into a controlled, sure visage. "You two, take him to the cabin immediately."
Erdmann ordered before turning on his feet, followed by all the other men.
"Those bitches I will fucking kill them."
"I tried to shut them up, sir, they heard a stranger in and suddenly all of them got the guts to make sounds."
"Shut the fuck up you fucking idiot, you will be the next I kill."
Levi laid silent, inhaling in the short breaths pathetically. Pain consumed his mind he could barely hear what the men spoke of. He saw the guy that propelled him bend down to grab his arm, while the remaining one to his left forged forward to grab the other.
"Ngaaaaa," What started out as a muffled groan grew into a desperate loud scream as he found himself raised up to a standing position.
Levi's bones felt cracked like the glass digging into his skin. His skull felt throbbing and radiating, his back, a detaching mess, his lower left rib, digging at him further he needed even shallower breaths. The position felt unbearable.
He was like molded jelly between their arms, legs failing underneath him to be dragged behind him as they turned him to the side. A strong wave of nausea churned his gut, confirming that he had broken bones. Levi's gut spasmed violently before a flow of vomit came out of his mouth.
"That's disgusting." Shot the tall dark-haired, pulling his arm further up.
Once Levi was done, he was turned around to be dragged away. Looking at the place where he had fallen, he saw traces of crimson coloring the area where his head had been. His eyes widened slowly at the sight, mouth still agape to catch the breaths that couldn't satisfy.
His legs trailed behind him powerlessly, scraping along the ground as the two men dragged him forward. Levi groaned, feeling his vertebrates being spread out, his bruised torso pulled down with gravity, the friction from his sides firing his neurons agonizingly. He whimpered helplessly with each exhale at the movements.
"Please." He breathed along one of his shallow breaths. "Please stop."
It was torturous the way they moved him considering all the injuries he had. He wanted to lay still on the ground, it was hell as is like that. A new wave of nausea took over him again, one he doubted was due to the broken bones but rather to the intense pain. Levi found himself emptying his spasming stomach again.
The two men stopped again, waiting for him to finish.
"Get your shit together. I thought you were supposed to be humanity's strongest soldier."
Once done, Levi closed his eyes, finding himself dragged again. His boots passed along the disgusting vomit underneath him. He went on whimpering pathetically, for once not even caring to get his shit together and hide how he felt. it was all too much.
Another loud groan escaped his lips when he found himself raised on a cart. Even his heels ached from the strong contact of having fallen off that distance.
The man who pushed him got with him on the cart, while the other man got on the front to guide the horse.
Levi continued breathing shallowly, feeling coldness around the back of his skull where the air met the wetness. He closed his eyes, and closed his gaping mouth to breathe through his nose. He silenced the pathetic whimpers once he found steadiness, trying to gather a shard of clarity to think through all of the pain.
That didn't take long, since once the man at the front ordered the horse forward, the entire cart started to shake with the rocky road, rattling his wreck of a body along with it, digging the shards further deeper into his skin.
Levi's fast breaths grew exhausting, he was feeling his chest giving in, muscles drained. His lips parted again as whimpers left them with each shallow breath he exhaled. His shaky hands convulsed in search of something to hold onto, they found nothing but the dusty wood beneath him, nothing to help make him steady.
The agony was clear on his face, on his fast breaths, on his wide grey eyes that lacked their usual coldness as he turned them to stare at the man sitting beside him, helpless.
He wanted to breathe another please, anything to end this pain, to have him steady for a second. But it hung in his throat, faced by a neutral cold gaze that he knew would never give in to his request.
Levi closed his eyes again, turning his head to the other side away from the man, in a pathetic attempt to hide his twisted pathetic face.
The ride wasn't long, but it was hell. At least now that they stopped he was steady.
The tall man stood up, sending Levi that uneasy feeling again as he found himself staring at him from a far lower angle. He watched him step behind him, before he reappeared, digging his arms under Levi's armpits and raising him to a sitting position.
"Nghh.. hmm..hmm...hmm," The voices escaped him with each short breath.
Levi braced himself for the pain to come before he had moved him, it wasn't enough to hold back those uncontrollable groans, not even when he sealed his lips. Despite all the pathetic sounds he made, the man continued to raise him up regardless, throwing him down to his friend who stood at the end of the cart like a sack of potatoes.
"Dammit, he's so heavy." The man complained, barely able to keep the weight of Levi up as he held him by the waist.
Levi's body was weighed down in submission, waiting to contact the floor. The dark-haired jumped down, sharing the weight with his friend.
Once again, Levi found himself being dragged. This time towards a tiny cabin amid the countryside of Wall Rose, it was surrounded by nothing but trees.
Reaching inside, they got to what looked like a cozy living room. It had a nice couch in the middle, a nice carpet, spacious windows along its sides, a fireplace, and a joining kitchen and sink. It had two closed doors on the left, which considering the size Levi saw from outside, must be a small room and a toilet.
Levi got dragged to the first room. The shorter man struggled to keep him up while the dark-haired took the time to open the door. As he found himself dragged to the inside, he glanced at his surroundings. He found a tiny room as expected, having nothing inside but a tiny window.
Levi gave in to the heaviness he felt, feeling himself wither with lethargy like a dying plant. By the time they reached there his entire body was dependent. Not a single muscle flexed in him, only a dead weight laid down sluggishly.
He was surprised when they abruptly threw him to the floor, not even caring to lay him down carefully. His face had almost crushed to the ground. His nose would've broken had he not turned to the side at the last second, feeling his cheek take the blow instead.
Levi screamed, eyes shutting tight as he felt the sharp bone of his rib stab into him with the fall. Now that he laid on his stomach, the pain was constant and breathing was unbearable.
"Let's wait for Erdmann outside."
"Wait..." He breathed rushedly, a mere weak helpless whisper. Levi heard them move away regardless. "Please... wait." He found his voice again with a second breath.
The steps seemed to have stopped.
"Hnghh." He took in a few fast breaths, too shallow they barely brought anything but excruciating pain. "Turn me.. to the side... I can't... breathe." Levi asked helplessly, shallow inhales cutting between words.
It took a second of silent hesitation before the black-haired walked closer to him, grabbing him by his shirt and turning him over on the side. His spine burned along the movement, but his broken rib came on the upper side now, allowing him deeper breaths.
He heard them leave and close the door behind them, leaving him alone with loud breaths and agony.