Kenny Ackerman groaned in pain as he slowly awakened from his coma. His injuries from his last encounter with Grisha Yeager were left untreated. 'Where the hell am I How long have I been out?' He blinked his eyes a few times, then tried to yawn, but couldn't. He muffled in confusion as he couldn't move his mouth. In a few seconds, he realized that he couldn't speak, normally due to his mouth being taped shut. When he looked down to his body, he muffled in shock as he then noticed he was completely naked from head-to-toe. He was currently restrained to metal chair with thick ropes tied around his chest upper chest, lower chest, knees, wrists and ankles. He muffled when he meant to yell.
"You're awake, at last, Kenny the Ripper."
Kenny stopped moving after he heard a voice. Then in the next moment, he had slowly looked upwards to see Grisha Yeager standing before him. He looked and saw that Grisha was dressed in a white buttoned shirt, black pants, a pair of white gloves and a white apron on.
"It is good to see that you have regained consciousness from our previous battle. Part of me had begun to doubt that you would have never awakened, due to the injuries that I have caused you." Grisha said as he pulled a small table closer to his side. "And now that you're back in the living." On that small table had a tray of tools that people would use to torture other people with, such as scissors, wrenches, clippers and razors. "I believe it is time that I taught you a lesson."
Kenny saw the tray of instruments on the table and realized what Grisha was going to do with them. 'This guy can't serious, can he?' He had a thought within his mind, believing that Grisha was attempting to scare him straight and that it was a joke.
Grisha stared at Kenny as he started chuckling to himself. "Oh, and by the way. Before I do anything, there's something that I want you to know..." he bent down and made eye contact with Kenny, face to face.
'Huh?' Kenny stopped chuckling to himself and muffled the word, "What?"
Grisha closed his eyes and exhaled a bit of air for a second. And then in the next... Grisha then gave Kenny Ackerman a deadly stare. It was the exact same stare when Grisha had as a child over his sister's death under the rug. A stare that told Kenny that Grisha had nothing else to lose and everything to gain. "If you think that you are going to somehow escape from this... or if you think that I'm going to somewhat let you go, scot-free and go back out there and murder another innocent soul just for one second... then you are living a freaking lie."
Kenny grunted in disappointment and a bit shock.
"I am going to make you atone for every crime that you have committed. And after I do make you atone... you're going to wish you were dead, before I get done with you. Do you understand what I'm saying to you?" Grisha asked Kenny in a cold and edgy tone.
Kenny grunted, as he can feel Grisha's hatred within the atmosphere. It was as if Kenny's vision was turning red for a moment.
"Now, shall we begin?" Grisha said in a normal tone, then he grabbed a pair of sharp scissors and brought it close to Kenny's right hand.
Meanwhile, the sun had just risen outside the castle, Mitras and Frieda Reiss roamed the castle halls leading a ten-year-old Mikasa Ackerman to their destination by her hand. The young girl wore her natural white dress with her pink jacket and her scarf wrapped around her neck.
"Um, Miss Frieda? Where are you taking me, this time?" Mikasa asked while being carried by the hand.
"It's a surprise."
"Mm?" Mikasa was a bit curious when Frieda mentioned it being a surprise. A minute later, Frieda had brought Mikasa to a small infirmary room, where she had gasped and gazed upon a ten-year-old Eren Yeager, whom was lying in bed and was currently recovering from his previous injuries. 'E... Eren?' Mikasa had thought to herself. After ten seconds of staring, Mikasa finally took one step forward, then slowly walked towards Eren's bed with a hand almost stretched out towards him.
