"Be careful, Captain Levi, we wouldn't want your cadets thinking you're.....inferior,"
Leaving him with a slightly bruised ego, Levi had never been aroused, infuriated, and humiliated by a woman before, the sensation below his belt like a raging tem...
Before I jump head first into this first chapter, things will be starting after the Struggle for Trost, when everyone realizes that Eren is a Titan shifter and three days before Eren's trial. I have it set in the spring/summer time since we never actually see snow in Attack on Titan other than the filler. Also, since there's forever a discrepancy with Levi's actual age, he's set to be 5 years older than Neveah, making him 33 going on 34 years old now, and 37, going on 38 years old later on.
Anyways, let my masterpiece begin!
~Neveah~
For a while I resigned myself to the fact that my life would be about survival. My life didn't have any other meaning from the time I was born. I was the typical child of the Underground that didn't need to exist, shouldn't have been conceived. There were many things that shouldn't have happened. I shouldn't have seen my father shot in his head when I was four, from dealing with a gang that he left years ago to be with my mother. I shouldn't have had to watch my mother turn into a demented Madam to several women just to make ends meet for the both of us. I shouldn't have abandoned my mother at sixteen when she was caught by undercover military officers for her prostitution ring. More importantly, I shouldn't have fallen into the trap of being a dancer for three years of my youth, showing my body for profit, only to lie in a puddle of my own blood after being sexually assaulted by a group of MPs.
My life should have ended there, in that alley not too far from the club. In and out of consciousness, my brown eyes deceiving me as two figures loomed over my body. And then I died......, or so I thought.
"Cap! CAPTAIN! HELLOOOOOO!!?? EARTH TO NEVEAH?!?"
I could hear Folake's screeching permeating my ear drums as I finally snapped out of my deep thoughts. "Could you sound anymore like a witch? My ears can't take anymore."
"Sorry, but I've been trying to get your attention for the last few minutes. We've got a parcel." Her chocolate hand set a carefully sealed envelope in my tattooed left hand.
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^Neveah's left hand (her skin not that light tho)
I carefully unsealed the envelope, managing to get the content out of the tight envelope. My eyes carefully skimmed over and recognized the sender. "It's correspondence from Commander Erwin. It appears the Colossal Titan has breached the outer gate of Trost and a human turned into a Titan, sealing the wall."
Folake was fiddling with a pen on my desk. "It should be a good thing, it's a victory for humanity for the first time in forever. So why do they need us?"
"There's still serious implications. More lives were lost and there's likely to be more opposition from the public about the Survey Corps letting things get out of hand." Sinead took a seat on my couch, being accompanied by Griselda.
"Very true. In fact, it seems that we have an urgent request to meet with all the superiors within the week." My eyes continued to scan his letter. It seems as though they're still in a bind now, despite this victory.
