𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐲 | 𝐋𝐞𝐯𝐢 𝐀𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

✥𝙸𝚃'𝚂 𝙽𝙾𝚃 𝙼𝚈 𝙵𝙰𝚄𝙻𝚃✥

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Crouching on the floor of this house, with all the frozen memories surrounding her with warmth, was a welcomed escape from reality to Violet Grey.
Imagining the happier scenario than the one that had actually gone down, imagining the kids' giggles and smiles as their mom poured the warm soup into each respective bowl and the warmness the sun brought into the small kitchen table was a better image than the one that was currently happening outside.
Violet wanted those happy moments more than the ones that currently plagued her life. More than she could ever express.
She rubbed her face with her hands as she got off the floor, walking towards the door that would lead her once again to the war-ridden town that they continued to destroy. Her hands were hardened with her magic once more, ready for bloodshed if need be.
Before fully stepping out, her legs hesitated as bullets rained all over the sky, ranging from size and speed. It was a real massacre out there, maybe bloodier than she had realized. Man-made weapons were almost the most lethal and deadliest, the ones that caused the most destruction. Sometimes it made her wonder why, why was it that humans created deadly things that would destroy them in a matter of seconds to use against each other? Was it for pure, wicked amusement? Because we didn't care about each other? Some secret agenda that only benefitted some? Humans did stupid things all because we think we're immortal. We're superior.
But Violet had learned that that mindset was all nothing more but bullshit. No one was immortal, no one was superior. And no gun or weapon would change otherwise.
But what would change was this war. One way or another, Violet would make sure it ended. For the family that used to be behind her. For the kids, for all the families that did not get that last meal together. She will see it over, for them.
She got on a run and headed towards where all the destruction could be heard, as where destruction followed, Eren was there. Her intuition, in that sense, never failed as Eren's roar came from that direction, and soon enough she saw him and what had caused him to roar.
Surrounding him were spear-like objects made out of hardening, big and tall things that seemed hard to break; and there was one piercing right through his chest, right where a human heart would be if the roles were reversed. And striking him over and over again was Reiner, the Armour Titan, attacking him with a ferocity she had never seen before.

As in some sort of instinct, one that urged her to protect Eren, she didn't hesitate to go his way when her eyes had caught him in danger. Maybe it was very foolish to go to him, but it was like her legs and body forgot about all logic when it came to Eren and danger.
She was probably five houses away when a numbness in her mind made her stop dead in her tracks, and then Eren's voice invaded a space that was only meant to be hers.
'Go to Zeke.' He told her, voice so calm despite being attacked. 'Don't come to me, go to Zeke.'
He repeated that to her again, as if she was some child who was incapable of understanding. And maybe for some time, she was, because it did not dawn on her what Eren was asking her to do. Who he was asking her to go to. She just obeyed, her legs taking that demand very seriously and making her run to where the Beast Titan was, standing on the edge of the wall.
She didn't know he'd be here, nor why he was. It was as if Eren's command made her forget all rationale, and took away her own ability of thought. As all she could think as she ran towards Zeke was his command. Go to Zeke. Go to Zeke. Go to Zeke.
It was a sick mantra in her mind. But her new mission, alas.
Violet ran and ran while chaos triumphed at all sides. Yet she never once stopped, not even when debris fell so close to her that it was surprising she came out unscathed.
It was only when the words of Eren finally dwelled on her, what it meant, was it that she came to a stop, heels digging into the ground. Maybe it was that she was far away from Eren so he could no longer reach her, or he let go of her mind, but she could finally form a thought of her own. Zeke. What was he doing here? How had he gotten here?
How did that pass through her mind just like that? What had Eren done to her?
And why was he here? Why was Zeke Jaeger here when he was meant to be miles away, guarded by the best of the best they had. He was directly under Levi, how could've he--
Levi. Where was Levi? What had happened to him? For Zeke to be here, for him to have escaped, that meant...
Violet's head was going in overdrive, the reality she had lost a few seconds ago dawning on her with the weight of a hundred bricks. Where was Levi? Was he okay? And most especially, what in the gods hell was going on here? What did Eren Jaeger have under his sleeve?
And maybe what he had in mind was something menacing, something that it was better that she didn't know, because his voice sounded again in her mind, a direct command, and her train of thought seemingly disappeared once again. Go to Zeke, he repeated once more, erasing all her thoughts with those three words. Go to Zeke.
And once more, Violet Grey obeyed, forgetting what she had in mind just a second ago. And once again, she ran, ran all the way to Zeke Jaeger. 

Running this much should've been exhausting, as it would be to any other human being in her shoes. To many, running was the worst possible thing that had ever happened in this gods damn world--and that was saying a lot. It was like a form of punishment, a torture device. 
Yet to her, to Violet Grey, running was quite the enjoyable activity that she had ever taken. If she ever was feeling stressed and needed to let it out, running it was. If she felt that she needed to get away from wherever it was she was, a run it was. To her, running was a remedy to many of her problems. It was also a way to escape from them, just by running away. 
She had never hated it. Sure, when she was terrible at it and her stamina nowhere near the one she now had, she absolutely did not like it. But she did not hate it. Especially when she was in the Underground, running was her other activity aside from reading when she was not out on a kill. 
And while the Underground was a filthy, ugly place, when she ran it became more bearable. It became a blur of colours and certain lights, the smell disappearing with the speed that she ran at, that in those moments, living in the Underground was alright. It made it bearable. 
But running right this moment was turning out to be more of a hassle than she'd like it to be, and she was not enjoying it. With bullets flying everywhere in the air, debris falling and threatening to squash her, and now Zeke's fucking titan throwing rocks the same way he had done not many years ago--- it was not the ideal condition to be running in. 

Nevertheless, to Zeke she ran.
That was until she saw him get shot in the neck by a bullet thrice her size, taking half --if not more-- of his neck, and he fell; fell from so high up in the wall. That was what made her make a stop.
It was a good time to stop, however, because she was panting like crazy. Her chest heaving heavily trying to gather some air. So she welcomed the stop, and instead just stared at Zeke's fallen titan form as she brought her body to a calm.
And maybe that stop was also needed to get her mind to be her own again, because her own thoughts plundered into her mind and raised hell.
Levi. Where was Levi? Where was her husband?
Yet that was all she could think about. Her mind was stuck on that single thought, not able to process more past that.
And she realized that her mind was no longer her own. Not after allowing Eren Jaeger in and letting him somehow control her mind.
Her mind was not her own. Not then and not now. And while that thought, that fact, should have her panicking, clawing at her head, the fact that her body was not being her own right now--- it actually numbed her. Maybe all because of Eren Jaeger who had her in the palm of his hand.

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i swear i did not forget or abandoned this book.
i just haven't had time to write im sorry :(((