"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐕𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐃. 𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐄𝐍𝐎𝐔𝐆𝐇, 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐆."
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Y/n De Martel, Shiganshina's Serial Killer. The Ripper. An obsessive, compulsive, and toxic girl who would kill for her precious people. And that 'people' happens...
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➸ LEVI TIREDLY DROPPED HIS KEYS IN THE BOWL AS HE ENTERED HIS HOME--
"You're late..."
Startled, Levi immediately reached for his gun, aiming at nothing as he reached over to turn the light on. Smiling innocently, you leaned back on the chair and crossed your legs as Levi aimed his gun at you.
"How did you get in here?!" He demanded, aiming at you as he slowly made his way to the other side of the living room. Reaching over, Levi pulled the curtains to quickly check outside the window just in case you brought someone.
Noticing that no one was out there, he closed the curtains and looked back at you who was looking at him in amusement. That expression looked familiar to him, maybe because he has seen that same damn expression on your father years ago.
The resemblance was very nerve racking and uncanny to Levi and it made him all the more nervous.
You sighed before shrugging, "The lock was easy to pick. Now can you please lower the gun?"
Levi stayed quiet, still aiming his gun at you. He became even more tense when you suddenly stood up and walked over to the coffee table to pick up a picture of him and Erwin.
"I was going to wait for dramatic flair but..." You spoke in a soothing voice as you stared particularly at your reflection on the picture. Smirking to yourself, you finished, "...When you look this good, why wait right?"
Setting the picture down, you looked back up at Levi and stared at him, waiting. After a few seconds, Levi hesitantly lowered his gun making your smirk widen.
"Atta' boy..." You muttered loud enough for him to hear causing him to glare at you.
Levi closed his eyes before sighing, "Did you find her?"
Eyeing him, you contemplated on playing games with him but then thought against it seeing as he does have a gun. "Mmhm..." You nodded.
Hesitating, you asked, "...How is Carla?"
Knowing who exactly you were talking about, Levi sighed, "She's...hanging in there, brat. You're lucky you caught a heartbeat and quickly called me, otherwise she would be dead. She's in critical condition. I had her room set up in a military hospital and the doctor says that...she has a very low chance of survival."
"Hm..." You hummed nonchalantly, as if the well being of Eren's mother wasn't really all that important to you. Truth is, you were extremely angry and worried on the inside, rage-filled eyes staring into Levi's cold ones.
