Eremika:When The Time Is Right

22.Eren II

Cba to name this ch Ibsr

-like I said in last chapter so this ch will be about more in the future so maybe 7 month's-

Eren

We're in the office, were sitting parrelell ,his wooden desk a dividing line between us.

He throws a file on the desk

"We're after him next"he points at a unfamiliar short ,pulp,man with brown hair.I peer at the photo then back at my brother.

Maintaing all seriousness,I say "what did he do?"

"Lost me almost €20000"

I look at the file once more, pulling it closer to me and flicking through the pages.I spot something.

"Apparently he sexuallly assaulted 3 minors and has multiple pending cases for this"I turn to him.

" Yes.That as well"

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Skip to Zeke n Eren finding the guy

Eren

I spot a short brown headed man in the crowds,I take one glance at my reference photo then one glance back at the man.Got him

I back up into a corner of an alleyway,a dark, long trench coat caopying my amass of weapons,a dark hat shadowing my eyes, gloves to hide my fingerprints.
I lean against the brick wall,close enough at the edge to observe the man,but far enough to be unseen.
He seems to be drunk, socialising,a cherry blush across his face,him and his companions seem give walking,the group slowly dissaptibg until it's just him left.the clueless fellow, stumbles toward my direction,his pathway to death.Hes careful not to trip but as he passes me I push out by leg forcing him to tumble over,but before he reaches the ground I grab him up and through him against a brick wall, take out ny gun and shoot him in the head.Blood trickles down onto his warm ,still cherry face, running down his lifeless eyes.
I take out some oil,pour it onto his body, emptying out the bottle.
Stepping back,I grab a cigarette and a lighter, lighting my cigarette first then setting alight the slumping body.Walking away ,I place my lips on my cig.i need this

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3rd person

A slam.The blonde,Zeke, crouches down quickly to doge the empty plastic bottle as it comes flying at his head,the echo from the bouncing plastic filling up the space of the vast room.He looks at the empty bottle then back at a lean man, majestic brown hair.
Zeke has an emotionaless expression for a few seconds then breaks into a huge grin, slowly progressing into mindless laughter,he clutches his stomach,and then walks over to the nonchalant man and grabs his by the shoulders,still giggling.
"You did it Eren, your first kill"He grabs his hand and then hugs him
"I'm so proud of u"

A static sound comes from the corner of the room,the boys both turn to look,it's the TV stating:" Businessman dead at 46:Brutal murder as body was almost unrecognisable"

Th enthusiastic blonde shifts his focus back on the calm and collected Eren
"Good job,,your part of the family now"Zeke then gives one final squeeze to Eren,his hand wrapped around his shoulders,pulling him in and ruffling his hair.
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(This is corny but idc soo .....)
SORRY GUYS I CAN'T WRITE 3RD PERSON POVS 😭😭I'll try Coz I got GCSEs in a month😍

I hate this
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3rd person pov
[Mature( kinda)warning if I describe drug use wrong charge it coz idk that stuff .💀 jkjk on the charge it bit ]
An array of dark purple,dark red, dark blue lighting fills the booth as the colourful stribe light continously shoots out rays.strong puffs of smoke gliding through the dense air, infusing the atmosphere with the scent of illegal substances.Blaring bass boosted music filling the spacious room,small loveseats and strip poles aligned across the room, people scattered across it,lustful people.Women wearing tight bikinis, and revealing thongs showcasing just enough for dirty men to lose control over not enough for men to take advantage of.Discusting,perverted men losing control, mindlessly throwing Thier money, desperately trying to get extra cash ,lust controlling them,to the intelligent women.
Within these crowds of people lie Zeke and Eren.Sitting of a coach,Zeke is completely wasted,his eyes red and deflated,girls crowding around him,he lifts up a joint to his mouth and smokes one more puff and continues to move his hand to grab and caress the women infront if him.
Eren in the other hand,is situated with his arms crossed,his hair in a bun,his eyes ready to capture any abnormalities.A crimson drink in a glass is placed on the table infront of him.He doesn't take it.
"You not gonna drink that?"a slurring of words coming from the wasted blonde,his hand reaching out to grab the crimson drink.He elimates the contents within seconds, and adds the empty glass to the top of his tower of more empty glasses ,before going back to his lustful activities.
Eren grabs the glass, standing up as he does so,telling the distracted man he's going to refill it.He stomps over to the barwomen.
He sits at the bar silently observing the overworked staff,he feels a stroke on his shoulder.Turing his attention to the source,he sees a black haired girl,his eyes widen.No it's not her he thinks.
"Seems like your interested in me huh?"she winks at him, blatantly trying to reveal her cleavage,she moves in towards him,touching him, reaching her hand in his pocket.
He gently pushes her off,takes out a €50 and hold it out towards her.Before she could grab it,he pulls it away and leans in to her ear.

"Tell me where Historia-"
At the mention of the girls name,she turns back,her head low,however the eager brunette grabs her wrist and pulls her in once again.

"I'll double it" he whispers to her.She says nothing more but signals to the door residing behind the bar, grabbing the money before running off.

He doesn't care,but instead he looks around , wary of his surroundings before sidling his way through the mass of people and pushing open the door,sliding through.

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Eren pov( thank god)

I push my way through the door, with not a care in the world,as there's only one goal in my mind.

I find myself in a locker room, clothes scattered , makeup discarded.No Historia.Just as I'm about to check another room,I bump into my target.
She's fixing up her hair, walking so readily she was unable to see who she bumped into and she just issued a simple 'sorry' before trying to slide her way past me.I push her back,she notices me, alarmed,she tries to retreat,but soon gibes up as she realises I'm blocking her only exit.

"What do you want,Eren?" She looks displeased with a hint of unsettlement

"I know your father's keeping Levi in a hospital"

"Shh keep your voice down" she whispers,looking around before bringing me into a corner,away from the doorframe

She hesitates

"Just tell me where"
She pauses and takes out a piece of paper with the address.

"How did you figure it out Eren"

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The moment I found out the jumper was not Mikasa's.Everything was tied perfectly together.That night I figured out one thing,the night I left her,I ran to the studio,logged onto the computers eagerly,i still remembered the password as Levi would let us play games on there,we bugged him so much h eventually gave us the password and me and Mikasa just played all night long.the thought of Mikasa makes my heart clench,my knees frail,but I know it's for her.
I look through the logs on the computer and search for the letter 'p' in names,I'm met with multiple names, petunia, Percy, Petra.That names rings a bell.Petra.I remember her coming to our house to study with Levi and he would go help her but one day,we never saw her again.
But what was her jumper doing in the office? Id never seen it n I'd been here regularly.I ponder whilst this question continuously plauged me, then I see thier last email, levi is emailing her but no reply.I stay there, unknowing what to do,I walk back to training hall,and then I remember the trail of blood and as I take a closer look I'm stopped.

"Eren"

I look up to see the hooded figure, before I could run away it uneviels itself.Its Hange standing before me