Wings in the Dark

Chapter 5: Camaraderie

*Reader's POV*

While it wasn't the most shocking thing that had ever happened to you, being instated as a member, but not technically a member, of the Special Operations Squad was definitely up there on your list of most surprising things that had happened to you. The weird in-between position they gave you to try and mediate how unprecedented it was to have a rookie join Levi Squad after just one expedition may have been a glorified lackey, but it was still a position with Captain Levi's Squad.

Of course, right now, that consisted of doing the menial chores, message delivery, and other small tasks like that, but you were still a part of the team. They'd only given you this aid position they'd made on the spot because you were so new, and it did a decent job of putting you at the bottom of the food chain until you were more seasoned. However, you were still considered part of Captain Levi's Squad–you had your own private chambers and everything, which meant you wouldn't have to worry about not waking up anyone while you snuck out of the barracks every once in a while to get something to eat.

Also, now that you were officially being placed with a squad, you knew what people you had to try and made friends with. Before you'd been hesitant–sure, you understood that the Scouts operated in a way that was going to make teamwork and camaraderie important, so you were going to have to be more social, but you still wanted to be careful about who you let get close. You still had an instinct to keep everyone at an arm's length besides those you had to keep close, which you had rationalized would include whoever you were put under and the rest of your squad.

While you'd known Levi was watching you and the rumors had been running rampant that a rookie would be joining his squad, you'd been well aware that he wasn't watching you because he wanted to add you to the group–he was suspicious of you. That sparring match you'd had with him had tipped him off, and he hadn't relented in his pursuit ever since then. In fact, when he'd told you that you were going to be a part of his squad, he didn't look entirely pleased about it. Sure, Captain Levi was usually hard to read and usually appeared distant or unapproachable, but the look in his eyes had been...colder. It made you suspicious that having you on the squad had not been his decision, or at the very least it had been one he'd made despite his reservations.

Keep your enemies close, right?

Once it was on the table that this might be a position meant solely as an excuse to keep a closer eye on you, it made your skin crawl, and you approached every situation with caution. You had to watch every step, like you were walking across a tightrope and would drown if you slipped and fell into the waters down below.

When you'd joined the Scouts, you knew that it was going to be difficult to balance being a Scout with hiding your true nature, but this was far beyond what you had expected. It made you dearly wish that you had thrown that match back on the training grounds, that he'd never gotten a sense that you were hiding something so fiercely.

Soon, you were going to be kept up at night with an internal struggle to either stick it out and try to endure so you could do what you came here to do, or if you should just take off and slink back into the shadows.

But you couldn't bear the thought of going back to that life, as much as it might have been 'safer' in a way. You wanted desperately to be here–but did you want it bad enough that you were going to throw all caution to the wind, risk the Captain getting too close to your secret. In the past, before you'd joined the military, you'd killed the people who came too close to exposing you. But that wasn't an option, here. You knew how valuable Captain Levi was to the Scouts–humanity couldn't afford to lose him, so you couldn't afford to touch him. Your only choice was to play this god forsaken cat and mouse game and pray that you came out on top.