Never Let Go

Accidents Happen... For A Reason

"Levi!"

I screamed at the top of my lungs, for seemingly no reason, because I already had my hand on the steering wheel. Levi instantly looked to the road and his eyes widened. I could have sworn that he would have screamed if I weren't in the car with him at the moment.

I pulled the steering wheel toward me as hard and as fast as I could, making us swerve to the right. I heard the car we were about to collide with come to a screeching halt.

I then pushed the steering wheel away from we, and we jerked to the left again.

'Not good! At his rate, we're going to fishtail!'

My thoughts were all blazing by at a million miles an hour, and I couldn't calm down enough to even out the car's movements successfully. Every attempt to align the car would only end with us violently swerving the other direction, all the while I myself felt like I was being shoved side to side in my seat.

I knew how fast this was happening, but it all seemed to be in slow motion.

When I went to try to get the car straight for the fifth time, I pulled the steering wheel toward me with all of my might.

A big mistake.

We, instead of jerking to the right, began to spin out. I was pulled to the left by gravity, and I could feel my now locked seatbelt digging into my neck and my chest.

Before I knew it, the right side of the car collided with metal railing lining the sides of the road. The sudden stop caused my body to violently crash into the inside of the car.

After I felt the searing pain in my head, I my vision went black and I couldn't feel anything.

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I had been in the darkness for what seemed like an eternity. The last thing I remember was being in some kind of accident. I don't remember much else, it's really hazy... But every time I try to remember further, the right side of my head hurts, and I have no idea why.

I was stuck there, in the never-ending blackness, unable to move or speak. My thoughts were almost frozen as well, as if I were merely an observer to the dreary blackness I was surrounded by.

But the moment I began to believe I was dead, and that I would exist in this state for the rest of my being, visions flashed before me.

Vivid scenes of men and women my age, clad in white and brown, all wearing green capes bearing a symbol of wings, one blue and the other white, with strange gear hooked to their sides, all fighting creatures at least a thousand times larger than them.

These scenes flashed in instants right before my very eyes, and I involuntarily, although I thought I could not move, looked around me wildly, trying to make sense of what I was observing.

No, rather, what I was experiencing.

I saw countless of these men and women die, all trying to fight these large creatures. I tried to call out to them, but either my voice did not work, or they could not hear me, because it was like they turned a blind eye and a deaf ear upon me.

I looked directly behind me, and I could see a giant wall. There was another inside of it, and what seemed to be a demolished one surrounding it. Three walls...

I tried my hardest to make sense of my surroundings, but I soon felt my body fall a slight bit before I felt my feet his solid ground. I was thankful I was no longer floating in the darkness, but I still wasn't sure if I wanted to be here.

I looked down at myself, and I saw that now I too was wearing the attire of these warriors I've witnessed, along with the gear, and the green cape.

I took said cape off, and turned it around in my hands, noticing the symbol of the back.

Two wings somewhat overlapping, one of them was blue, and one of them was white.

My eyes widened as I remembered seeing the symbol elsewhere. I had seen this exact symbol sometime soon before my kidnapping.

As soon as I realized this, the scenery I was amidst shattered and fell apart, quite literally. I could feel myself falling as the blackness returned, and I grew scared. I had no idea where I was to end up next, if anywhere at all.

Was I going to fall, endlessly, for the remainder of my existence?

I felt something in my hands soon after the thought ran through my mind. I looked, and saw two long, silver blades. They had complex handles, and they seemed to be somewhat connected with the complex gear.

I also saw small triggers in the handles of the blades, reminding me of a gun's trigger. Oblivious to what would happen, I decide to pull the triggers simultaneously.

Two cords came from what seemed like nowhere, and I instantly shot forward. I felt like I was going a hundred miles an hour, maybe a thousand, but I knew I was going insanely fast.

As I jerked to a stop, I felt my feet hit solid ground once more, but instead of the terrain of the 'outside' like earlier, I was in a castle, which I soon realized that I actually was.

I looked around, then soon began to walk around the building, searching for something or someone that could give me answers, or an explanation.

As I passed a window, I saw someone dart past me. I looked back, near to yelling at the person, but I saw what looked like one of the warriors I witnessed earlier, with matching attire.

He had raven black hair, fashioned into an undercut, and he was shorter than me by quite a bit. I stared, confused at the unfamiliar man I had seen.

When I turned around to continue my search, knowing full well that anything I say will fall upon deaf ears, I saw yet another man, one of the warriors, dart past me, as if chasing the other man.

But I actually got a look at his face when he ran by, and what I saw was...

An exact replica of myself.

He had my brown hair, my tan skin, my blue-green eyes, and he seemed to have my determination as well.

I looked back to observe what was going to happen, also knowing that they could not see me. The raven-haired man passed another window, but the copy of myself stopped to take a breath at said window, the ravenette continuing to run.

Soon after, the window shattered, and so did the scene. I could see myself fall to the ground, now dead, before the pieces fell away, but I could also see the man I was allegedly chasing after not stopping.

Why am I seeing this?

Was that copy of me... really me?

And if so, why did this raven-haired man ignore me? Even to my death?

I began to fill with rage toward the man who had left me to die. Obviously this person meant something to me, hence my chasing him. And as I died, he continued to run, without a care in the world.

As these thoughts passed through my head, I became seething with anger and frustration. There was also a sense of loneliness, and the feeling of being forgotten.

Although I didn't recognize these visions or this death in the slightest, I felt like it was my duty to avenge my death. Even if it wasn't really me in that scene, I felt a strong connection with it. I felt as if there was this strong bond between me and my newly found doppelgänger, and I had to help.

"Don't worry... I will find this man...

and kill him!"

(A/N) Omg what happened to this fanfic

It just took a turn for the worst

Oh, and if I must remind you... Eren no longer has any memory of the car crash, the 'dream' he had while cuddled up with Levi, and of Levi himself.

To put it simply, Eren probably does not remember any of his own life anymore other than the fact that there was an accident.

Hopefully nothing too bad will happen...

And yes, that is coming from the author of the story.

I'm just as worried as you are, my friend.