The Shift; Levi Ackerman X

I

The name rang through his ears. Grisha Jaeger. Father. It had been almost 7 years since he last saw his father, now he only roamed Shinganshina looking for answers. He entered the walls with idea's of the inside world but knew so little. He was supposed to know where he was but he was lost.
The questioning of Grisha's whereabouts was beginning to get blurry when he noticed a familiar face talking to a woman with a small child. He smiled the same way towards her as he had Victors mother. His eyes locked with ones of the same green. Big, wide child's eyes much like his own, and with that Victor knew his father had forgotten all about him again. The middle child trapped between the sons who looked like their mothers, him the only one to be born the copy of his father, only in the wrong body. In anger he ran away once more.

Sobbing the days way, hungry and bitter cold, he stole food to travel village to village. Within a few weeks, Victor hadn't noticed how many times he went in and out of the different walls until he was finally arrested for thievery.

"Weeell, if it isn't the little shit who keeps getting away from me."

Victor had been grabbed by the hair, his captor only holding him out so he wasn't kicked. "Let me go, asshole!"

"Woah, you're firey for girl. Maybe we should take you to the survey corp to kick that attitude outta you." He laughed, tossing him over his shoulder.

"One, I'm not a girl, im a boy. Two, no one's kicking anything out of me unless I say so." Victor kicked and screamed but the man only kept walking, until he met up with a group of more guards at the northern wall. He slumped over his shoulder for a few moments, only to hear them talk. Soon enough a name slipped out in the middle of the conversation. "Hannes..."

"Nuhuh kid, you're gonna stick woth these guys until Captain Erwin comes and drags you to an orphanage. Shouldn't be too long." The guards chuckled as Hannes left him. There was nothing he could do but wait. An orphanage was better than living on the streets scrapping for meals. Vic had no idea what any of this was, or who anyone was. Again he was a stranger. A child tossed into a mess that wasn't his. Hannes was right about the Captain not taking long, the tall, blonde man zipping from above with another in tow. Victor patiently sat as Erwin talked with the guards for a second before walking over and kneeling before him.

"What's your name, little girl?"

Victor sighed. "Vict-" He thought for a moment. He didn't look like a Victor. He didn't look like a boy as he felt inside. Only his sister had called him by his chosen name. "Vittoria... Glucklich." Erwin nodded.

"Where are you from, Vittoria?"

"Shinganshina district. But i don't have any family there. Or anywhere." Victors eyes lingered behind ths big man to someone much smaller. His black hair shone in the sun but his gaze seemed dark and hidden behind it. He was the man who came in with Erwin. The captain had noticed Victors focus and looked back at Levi. He chuckled.

"You like him? Not many people do."

"Not many people like me but what am I supposed to do about that." He smirked and hopped off the cart he had been sitting on to follow Erwin to the other man. He peered down at Victor taking in the raggedness of the night dress and how matted his hair was. "What are you looking at?" The man raised a brow only to ignore Victor, pivoting to face the oncoming carriage. Vic limply stepped inside, peering out the door as Erwin and the other stripped themselves of the weapons on their hips.
They relaxed into the seats once the horses began to pull. Both men sat across, the taller beside Victor nearly squishing him with how wide he was. His green eyes kept meeting with the man's silver one's.

"What..?" He asked. The boy glanced down, unsure of what to say. "Tch."

It was possibly hours by the time the carriage finally stopped. Victor had fallen asleep on the Captain, awoken by him exiting. "Levi, could you take her to a maid or one of the girls? Im sure Vittoria would like to be fresh and clean." Erwin unbuttoned his cape tying it around the 13 year old.
Spring was only just starting, snow had melted leaving the lakes full and seeds ready to sprout. Erwin leaned down to Vic. "You're what, 12? You seem pretty strong and stubborn for a kid your age."

"I'm 13."

Erwin's brows raised. "You ever heard of the survey corps?" The boy nodded at the question. He heard of them but knew nothing of it. "Awesome. Cadet..." Levi left the two in the direction of a tall building, Victor wrapping the cloak around him as he raced after him. The place seemed a little packed with people wearing the same emblem on their jackets as the Captain and Levi have on theirs.

"I thought we were going to an orphanage? Everyone here is older than me." He walked faster to keep up. "Excuse me, sir-"

"Look, brat, this is the survey corp. We're not going to talk about it so you are going to keep up, shut up, and don't touch me." Levi continued in through the halls, his feet hastily walking towards an open door at at the end of it.  A woman was whistling inside, her arms elbow deep in a drain with a bucket full of hair and grime. Her deep auburn hair was tied up. "Captain... Captain Hange." She perked up, her glasses sliding off her nose.

"Sorry, what?" She smiled. "Who's this?"

"Your problem, now." Levi kicked the back of Victors leg, the teen moving to meet the higher up. "I'll leave you to it."

"Cadet, wait. I need you." She grabbed his shoulder with a dirty glove, Levi's eyes seemingly piercing Hange's soul. "You wouldn't mind being my lackey for a bit would you? Cleaning the drains while I help her out?" Levi looked around the room in disgust. He nodded, ripping his shoulder away and sliding his jacket off to hang it up as Hange removed the gloves. She patted Vic on the back leading him through the showers to a back room with cupboards of clothes and towels. "So, what's your story, uh"

"Vittoria." He sat on the bench in the middle of the room, undoing the cape. "I'm uh, an orphan..." Hange left the room for a moment, the sound of water leaving the pressurized pipes. She hopped back in the room with the closing of the bath curtain. "Do you know why they brought me here instead taking me to an orphanage?"

She took the cape from Victor placing into a wicker bin. "I don't know. I mean at your age I figured you would have volunteered like most of the other kids. Here." Hange handed him a towel and veered him out to the tub.

Vic put his hand in the water to test. "It's cold."

"Sorry, it's strait from the river. We could add some boiled water but the kitchen is in an entirely different hall." The captain fixed her glasses. "Soap bar is on the the shallow ledge. If you need anything I'll be with Levi cleaning the drains." She trotted off leaving Victor behind, staring at his reflection.
The long shaggy hair matched that of his fathers, flowing down his back. He hated it much like he hated the rest of his body. The growing femininity that clashed with his mind and personality. Everything was off. Victor held his breath entering the water, instantly hoping the sharp coldness would freeze his insecurities off. He let out a breath before succumbing to his anxiety.

He was as quick as he could be to dry himself off, wrapping the towel around himself tightly. He didn't call for Hange, rushing to the many layers of clothes in the cupboards. His vision was hazy from the adrenaline, no matter of quickness to cover every inch of skin helped ease him. He cursed not knowing what to do. "Han-hange!"

In nearly an instant she burst in, gloves and all. "Are you alright?" Victor looked to her with tears in his eyes. He shook his head. Hange frowned, her head bowed as she walk to the cupboard. "You couldn't find anything that fit?" He shook no once more, plopping down on the bench. Her head and arms went into the back coming out with a pale yellow blouse and the same brow pants the rest of the people wore in the building.

"Wait-" Vic exclaimed. "Do you have any boys clothes?"