Cheater!Levi X Reader Oneshots

Troublemaker!Smart x Levi

Hi there! This is a TroubleMaker!Smart!Reader x Levi. I might make another part for this, I guess? It won't really be a cheater one, for this part, though. Have this song to go along with it!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LSvOTw8UH6s

Enjoy!

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I stared back at what seemed to be my past. That past... it isn't going to get in my way. Hell no.

I felt as if I was one of the scums that they said we were. But I thought more about it. And it doesn't turn out that way, really.  I might be a girl, sure, but for how long have the Outsiders been slipping in, helping out, running off, and leaving some of it's cadets around this stupid dead place? For so long.

Unknown- Somewhere in the UnderGround.

"Haha! Isn't this cool boss?!" Someone from behind yelled, and I looked a little, blinking before chuckling dryly.

"Sure it is, Mark." I retorted blankly. At the moment we were delivering something to the other side of town, and after literally going through one of the fruit, or maybe vegetables I guess (?) caravans, my head sort of hurt, along with the fact that well, we had something that our Squad Leader taught us how to make and use, and well, since we're stuck in the underground we might as well have fun, don't you think so?

"Jesus!" I heard a cry on my other side, and I raised my eyebrows in question, before furrowing my eyebrows.

"What the-" was what Caley said, until a sword seemed to be pointed at me, though, I had good use of my gear, and I immediately, my back-hooks launched back, pulling me away from the sword and I turned to see whoever it was, had blue eyes.

"La naiba! Survey Corps!" (Fuck! The Survey Corps!) One yelled, and I grunted, keeping my deadpanned-looking expression before turning to whistle and yell

"Stanga! Dreapta! Rahat!" (Left! Right! Shit!)

They looked at us, and I could literally FEEL how pissed they were because they probably didn't understand us at all.  I gritted my teeth, turning to launch myself off, while they gathered my friends up. I could hear them speak to each other. There were around... maybe five people? Yeah.

"Where is the last one?"

"That seems to be the leader!"

"Tch. Whatever."

"Whatever this gear they are using... we need to check it out."

"Totally!"

"I suppose so," that annoying asshole said, and I lowered my head a little. I was right over them, under a small crack of the.. 'sky'.  I turned to zip right above them, only to feel a hand hold my leg, turning around I grunted and begun to struggle, before literally stabbing the hand which grasped my leg, and flinching since they had a death grip on me, I turned to run, even though I wasn't as fast as usual.

"After it!"

"Levi get her!" A girl yelled.

And all I heard was a grunt before I avoided everyone, only to feel my back hit someone's chest, and I grasped my swords in annoyance, their arm around my neck and restraining me form breathing lightly.

"F-fuck..." I growled out, the hand pressing against my neck even more and I felt like choking. Then, the person from behind kicked my back, to leave me on my knees, my (color) locks hiding my deadened eyes. Who were these people? Definetely not the Military. The Corps. Yeah... Corps. I saw three pairs of feet in front of me, and guessing the asshole holding and cuffing my hands from behind, there were four, not five, people there.

'Liars...' I choked out, in a whispering manner, at least Mark.. and the others aren't here.

"We have had a few too many complaints," a male started out, and I kept my head to look at my dirtied knees.

That it, until that idiot pulled me by my hair forwards to stare at the blue eyes that were trying to pierce my eyes for any secret. Of course, they didn't get any answers from that cheap old move.

"What is your name?"

"...."

"What is your name?" he repeated. I spat and retorted with.

"I'd rather fucking die than tell you." To which I felt a sharp pain in my side, but that didn't stop me from standing up straight, even if I was on my knees.

"We can do this nicely, or not so nicely," the blonde said, and the girl, the brunette seemed to excitedly yell

"You have some pretty neat gear! We wanna check it out too!" and I tightened my jaw. Oh hell no.

"You can be prosecuted by the Military Police, or join the Scouting Regiment, the choice, is yours." I narrowed my eyes, then lifted my head to stared blankly at the blonde.

"(First name)." I introduced myself bluntly.

"And when's my trial?" was my response. The brunette turned to the blonde and begun to whisper.

"I don't think she'll be coming with us Erwin..."

"That's..peculiar."

"Yes..truly it is."

"Tch. Brat what are you, dumb?" I rolled my eyes.

"I might be, what do you know?" I spat.

"More than you for sure."

"So... when's my trial?" I asked again, tilting my head and looking at the two whispering in front of me.

"...."

"There isn't going to be any trial."

"Fuck you. I asked for a trial. I'd rather die than join your gang of shitheads!" I protested, with which a foot pushed my head into the mud, and I closed my eyes, remaining there for the time being.

"I'm not coming." I mumbled against the mud.