Complications Throughout Generations

Chapter 108

Eren's POV:

Reiner and I were doing our basic routines at the Yarckel Fitness Center. Hange dragged Levi along to see Mainstream at the movie theater. Hange being a strong defender of Andrew Garfield's Spider-Man, she felt as though as a supportive fan, she had to see the movie since he was the main character.

Reiner and I were sparring. We had never actually fought out of our Titan forms before. But we still definitely had the same moves.

"Remember when I knocked the shit out of you?" I laughed, mildly out of breath. My hair was pulled back in its usual fashion but I had a few strands sticking to my forehead due to some sweat I had built up.

"If we're being honest, I wanted to die." Reiner threw a punch at me but I dodged it and swept my leg at his feet, knocking him on his back. I held my hand out for him to grab which he accepted.

"You fight too much like Levi now." He smiled as he grabbed his water bottle and towel.

Me, being the idiot I am, forgot my water bottle and walked over to the fountain.

"You're a good fighter, kid." A voice I didn't recognize said. I turned around to see a taller man with a slender build. "So is your friend over there." Reiner soon joined by side.

"Who are you?" Reiner asked.

"Name's Kenny." He nodded. I sucked my cheeks in and let them go with a pop. Welp. Good thing Levi isn't here. I'm not quite sure what to do in this situation. "How old are you two?"

"Minors." I didn't want to give too much information. Reiner looked at me confused.

"High school?"

"Juniors." Reiner then said. God damn it, Reiner.

"Well, how would you two feel about fighting for a little organization?" He smirked.

"Called?" I asked.

"It's called The Underground. You two should come alone tonight. Here's the address." He gave me a piece of paper with an address scribbled on it. I knew what the Underground was. In our past life, that's where Levi grew up. Which means it's nothing but trouble.

"Are you saying we'd be fighting tonight?"

"No, no, no." He shook his head. "Spectate is all. I hope to see you boys there. 11pm sharp." Then he walked away.  Reiner was still confused.

"Do we go?" He asked.

"Does that seem a little sketchy to you?"

"Come on, we can handle ourselves," he shrugged.

"Reiner, that's Kenny Ackerman."

"Ackerman?"

"You know? Kenny The Ripper? Levi's Uncle Kenny?"

"Fuck. Are you going to tell him?"

"No," I shook my head. "If I do, then he won't let us go."

"Oh, so we are going?"

"I'm just curious to see what it's about. We says we look like good fighters, right? I know we've secretly been dying to get a little rough with someone. It's just our nature. What if we get paid for this shit?"

"The first rule of fight club is: you do not talk about fight club. The second rule of fight club is: you do not talk about fight club." Reiner nodded, satisfied that he remembered the quote.

"Yeah, something like that."

"How do we get Levi off our backs though? You guys are attached at the hip."

I sighed, "I know how."