Dangerous Titan?
Eren woke with a jolt, feeling surprisingly refreshed, as if he'd just had the best sleep of his life. But something was off, and it didn't take long for him to notice. He expected to wake up in the familiar dorms, but instead, a cold, damp chill bit at his skin.
"Ouch," he muttered as he tried to move, only to feel a sharp sting in his wrists. The sound of metal clinking echoed in the small, dimly lit space. Confusion washed over him as she looked down at his hands.
"Shackles?!" he gasped, seeing the heavy, rusted chains binding his wrists together. Panic began to rise as he quickly scanned her surroundings, taking in the cold, gray walls and the barred door across from him. He was lying on a filthy white bed in what could only be described as a cell. His tongue felt odd, like when his dad had detached his teeth— a foreign and new sensation.
"Why am I here?" he whispered to himself, his mind racing. Memories of the battle, the transformation, and then… nothing. But as the fog in his mind began to clear, a chilling realization hit him. "They think I'm a monster…"
But there was something even more unsettling. He shifted uncomfortably, feeling the strange fabric of a loose gown brushing against his skin. A gown? He wasn't wearing this before. And… this wasn't her body. The confusion deepened as he looked down, his heart hammering in his chest.
'Eren,' Armin's voice echoed in his mind, bringing with it the memory of his words that had been drowned in the chaos. 'I think you're a girl.'
Eren froze, barely able to breathe as he hesitantly peeked inside the loose fabric of the gown. There it was—cleavage, and two round mounds of flesh where there had been none before. And below… nothing. No familiar feeling between the legs.
"The fuck?!" she exclaimed, her voice startling her further. It was higher, softer… unmistakably feminine.
"Hey, you awake?" a voice suddenly called out, snapping her back to reality. Her head jerked up, and she saw two figures standing just outside the bars.
"Commander Erwin… Captain Levi!" Eren gasped, wide-eyed. She'd always admired them, idolized them even, but never in her wildest dreams had she imagined meeting her heroes like this. "It's such an honor—"
"Save it," Levi cut her off, his tone sharp and unyielding. His eyes, cold and calculating, seemed to pierce right through her. "Explain."
"I-I don't understand, sir," Eren stammered, trying to make sense of the situation. "I was a boy a while ago, then I became a Titan… and now—now I'm a girl?"
Levi's gaze remained fixed on her, unblinking. "If you're willing to cooperate, then answer our questions. Are you a human?"
The bluntness of the question made her flinch. "I… I don't know," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper. "I just discovered I could shift into a Titan… I don't understand what's happening…"
Levi's eyes narrowed. "We're almost certain that the Colossal Titan and the Armored Titan that broke Wall Maria are shifters too. So, you tell me—are you their accomplice? Aren't you?"
"What?!" Eren's heart nearly stopped in her chest. "No, of course, I'm not!" But then, a terrifying thought crossed her mind. "Does that mean…?"
Erwin, who had remained silent until now, spoke with a grave tone. "We will execute you."
"Why?!" Eren cried out, her voice breaking.
"Because they think you're a threat," Erwin replied, his gaze unyielding, his words like cold steel.
"And you don't?" Eren's voice was barely audible, a plea more than a question.
Levi cocked an eyebrow, his expression unreadable. "I can take you down any moment, Titan or human."
The coldness in his voice sent a shiver down Eren's spine, but she refused to back down. Instead, she felt a fire ignite within her, fueled by fear, confusion, and anger.
Erwin leaned in slightly, his eyes boring into hers. "What would you do with this power? Try to escape? Flee? Kill humans? Eat humans?"
Eren blinked, momentarily stunned by the barrage of questions. But then, the anger bubbling inside her reached a boiling point. Her hands clenched into fists, the chains rattling with the force of her fury. "I would never!" she shouted, her voice trembling with emotion.
"Then what?" Levi pressed, his gaze unwavering.
"I'll kill them all!" Eren declared, her eyes blazing with determination. "I'll kill every single Titan that crosses my path!"
Erwin's lips curled into a faint smirk, his eyes closing briefly as if he had found exactly what he was looking for. 'Atta girl,' he thought, though he kept the thought to himself.
Levi, for his part, seemed to acknowledge the fire in her eyes. Without another word, he turned on his heel, already making his way toward the exit. "Good news, Yeager," he called over his shoulder, his voice carrying a note of finality. "You're now recruited into the Survey Corps."
"What?! Really?"
Ū~Ū
Eren's footsteps echoed awkwardly against the cold stone floor as she was led by the Military Police. Her body felt alien, unsteady. With each step, the extra weight on her chest made her stumble slightly, while the absence of something she'd always known threw off her balance. She was used to a certain way of walking, and now everything was different. The loose, dirty gown they'd forced on her did little to protect her from the chill seeping through the air, and her bare feet were already sore from the rough ground.
Her hips, now wider than before, swayed involuntarily as she tried to keep up with the guards. Every step reminded her of how unnervingly foreign her body had become. The way her thighs brushed together, the slight sway of her hips—it all felt wrong, like she was wearing someone else's skin.
"Keep up!" one of the guards barked, his voice laced with irritation.
"I'm trying!" Eren snapped back, but her voice was higher-pitched, feminine, and it only seemed to irritate the guards more.
One of them, a burly man with a permanent scowl, didn't wait for another excuse. He swung his baton, striking her hard across the back. Pain shot through her, and she staggered, barely catching herself before she fell.
"Sorry!" she hissed through gritted teeth. "But don't hit me like that, jerk!"
The guard grunted in response, but Eren could feel the sting of the blow linger, a painful reminder of how vulnerable she felt now.
Finally, they stopped in front of two enormous doors. Eren craned her neck to look up at them, her mouth slightly agape.
"These doors are bigger than I thought," she mumbled to herself. She noticed they weren't just big—they were huge, towering, and ominous. Aren't they too big and royal for bathroom doors?
One of the guards nudged her forward roughly. "Move it."
"I just wanted to go to the bathroom," she muttered under her breath, still bewildered by the sheer number of guards escorting her. "Why so many guards?"
Hange, the officer from the Survey Corps who had been walking alongside them, gave her a thumbs-up, a wide grin spreading across her face. "You'll nail it!" she said, her tone almost too cheerful.
Eren blinked in confusion. "Eh, peeing as a girl is a new experience," she said nervously, gulping as she faced the massive doors. "How hard can it be?"
For a moment, Hange just stared at her, then suddenly burst out laughing. "Good joke! I already like you!"
Before Eren could even process Hange's reaction, the woman gave her a hard shove, sending her stumbling through the doors. She tried to catch herself, but the suddenness of the push left her off balance.
Except, when she looked around, it wasn't a bathroom.
"A court?!" Eren's voice was barely more than a gasp as she took in the sight before her. The room was massive, filled with rows of people—soldiers, officials, all of them watching her with cold, judging eyes.
Before she could fully grasp what was happening, a group of guards seized her again. They pulled her forward, chaining her at the center of the room, forcing her down onto her knees. The cold metal dug into her wrists, the harshness of it all making her stomach twist in fear.
The judge, a bearded man with a stern expression, leaned forward from his high seat, his gaze piercing. "Eren Yeager," his voice boomed through the chamber. "You are accused of being a potential threat to the nation. Therefore, today, your sentence shall be passed down by me. Whether you live or die," he narrowed his eyes, his voice dropping to a menacing growl, "is up to me. Do you understand?"
Eren's heart pounded in her chest. She could feel a cold sweat breaking out on her skin. "Y-yes, s-sir," she stammered, her voice trembling as she looked up at the judge, the weight of the situation crashing down on her.
She wasn't just Eren Yeager, cadet of the military. Now, she was something else—something monstrous in their eyes. And the fear of what they might do to her, of how they might judge her new, terrifying reality, was overwhelming.
Eren's heart pounded in her chest as she knelt in the center of the court, the cold metal of the chains biting into her skin. The grand room buzzed with tension, the air thick with judgment. Erwin, Levi, and Commander Pixis stood before her, their expressions unreadable, while in the crowd, Eren caught sight of familiar faces—Mikasa and Armin. Mikasa's eyes were wide with horror, while Armin offered her a small, reassuring smile, though even he looked strained.
The judge's voice cut through the murmur of the spectators like a knife. "Are you Eren Yeager, son of Grisha and Carla Yeager?" he asked, his tone as cold and unforgiving as the stone walls surrounding them.
Eren nodded, her voice trembling slightly. "Yes, that's me."
"Then why do you look like a girl?" His question hung in the air, heavy and accusatory.
Eren opened her mouth, but no words came out. She had no answer, no explanation for the bizarre transformation she had undergone. Her silence only seemed to fuel the tension in the room.
"Were you a woman all along?" the judge pressed, his eyes narrowing in suspicion.
"No," she managed to say, shaking her head, her voice barely above a whisper.
"Are you human?" The judge's eyes bore into her, as if trying to pry the truth from her soul.
"Yes," Eren replied quickly, her voice firmer this time.
"Then how can you turn into a Titan?" the judge demanded.
Eren hesitated, swallowing hard. "I… I don't know."
The judge's gaze grew colder. "Did you kill three men by stabbing them at the age of nine?"
Eren's heart skipped a beat. She could barely remember those days clearly, but the blood on her hands was something she could never forget. "Yes," she admitted, her voice small.
The judge's eyes narrowed further, and he leaned forward. "And your intentions now?"
Eren took a deep breath, ready to respond when, suddenly, a shout from the crowd cut through her thoughts.
"She's a witch!" someone from a cult group yelled, their voice full of venom. "She should be executed immediately!"
Levi snorted, a derisive smirk curling his lips. "You pigs are so annoying."
Erwin stood by silently, his eyes closed, not exactly stopping Levi from taking things into his own hands.
The merchant group, their faces pale with fear, nodded in agreement. "She's a threat!" one of them shouted.
"She should be put down before she destroys us all!" another noble cried out, his voice quivering.
Chaos erupted in the room, voices clashing with each other in a cacophony of fear, anger, and confusion. Some people cursed loudly, others shouted over each other, all of them calling for her death. The noise was deafening, a storm of accusations and panic.
Amidst the chaos, Eren's voice rose above the din, desperate and defiant. "You cowards have never seen a Titan, have you?" The room fell silent instantly, all eyes turning to her as her words echoed off the stone walls. Eren cursed herself internally, but it was too late to take back what she had said. "You have no idea what looms outside these walls! All you do is debate over nothing! If you're so afraid of Titans, then let me fight them for you! I'll make sure they die…!"
For a moment, there was nothing but silence, a thick, heavy pause that seemed to stretch on forever. Then a man's voice broke through. "She's so violent… we should kill her while she's in her human form!"
The tension in the room spiked again, people starting to shout and argue, but before the chaos could take over completely, Levi stepped forward. The room fell into a hushed silence as he approached Eren, his eyes cold and calculating.
Without warning, Levi lashed out, his boot connecting hard with Eren's side, sending her sprawling to the ground. Pain exploded through her ribs, and she gasped, struggling to catch her breath as Levi continued his brutal assault, kicking and punching her with ruthless efficiency. Each strike was precise, deliberate, intended to inflict maximum pain.
A tooth flew from her mouth, clattering to the floor with a sickening sound. Eren coughed, tasting blood, her vision swimming from the relentless onslaught.
"You should know where to speak and how, you filthy woman," Levi snarled between punches, his voice dripping with contempt. "So. Learn. How. To. Kill. Properly."
Someone from the crowd, their voice hesitant, tried to intervene. "Oi… that's too brutal. What if she transformed and—"
But the words died in the man's throat as Levi's icy gaze turned on him. "I thought you wanted to kill her," Levi growled. "Let her transform. I can kill her anytime."
Mikasa made a move to intervene, her face a mask of fury, but Armin grabbed her arm, holding her back. "Don't do anything reckless," he whispered urgently. "Levi's not doing this just to humble her. He's showing the people here what they want to see—his anger, their anger—at the expense of Eren."
The judge, finally satisfied with the display, raised a hand. "Enough," he commanded, and Levi stepped back, leaving Eren gasping for breath on the floor, her body trembling with pain.
The judge turned to the Police force. "If we were to give her to you, what would you do?"
The Police Commander, his eyes gleaming with a sinister hunger, replied, "We would execute her after some… tests." The lecherous undertone in his voice sent a shiver down Eren's spine.
Mikasa tensed, her fists clenched at her sides, but Armin held her back again, his voice low and urgent. "Mikasa, please. Don't do anything reckless."
Commander Pixis, representing the Garrison, stepped forward. "She helped seal the hole in Wall Maria," he said thoughtfully. "She could be useful to us."
Finally, Erwin spoke for the Survey Corps, his voice calm and measured. "If she's under my command, we can monitor her. We have Hange to study her. If she makes a wrong move, we'll kill her. Otherwise, she is indeed a valuable asset."
The judge nodded, his expression thoughtful. "Then it is decided," he declared, his voice firm and authoritative. "Eren Yeager, you are hereby placed under the custody of the Survey Corps, where you will be closely monitored. Any sign of disobedience or danger will result in your immediate execution."
As the verdict was announced, Eren felt a strange mix of relief and dread wash over her. She had survived this trial, but the future was more uncertain than ever. The weight of the judge's words settled heavily on her shoulders as the chains were unfastened and she was pulled to her feet.
TBC
Author Note: Retelling the original story or a new 'surprise us'? Or do you have any plans?
What do you want? I am open to suggestions.
Till next time!