Your's truly (Levi X OC)

Chains

I was always taught, that only the strongest make it out alive. That the beaten on, broken spirited human's will always be the iron fist of the nation.

Because trials and tribulation gives you immune strength, it's an unbreakable weapon that almost no one can take from you.

I feel my mind rush back to consciousness, a surge of sensations beginning to fade in and out of my body, I gasp in a deep breath, jolting by the shock, it's cold, the air is hard to breathe, almost stifling.
What on earth?
Like a bursting gate memories flood through my mind, moments of me trying to keep consciousness replays.
Levi, where is he?
Where am I?
I crack open my eyes, blinking to stabilize my blurry vision.
   Panic shoots off like a gun, splitting me in half with tingles left behind. where am I? I swivel my head to gain notice of my surroundings,
   
The blood in my face drains, dropping down to fill the organ of my heart that begins to grow frantic in beats.
I'm in a...warehouse.
Nothing but cement walls and old plastic wrapped crates surround me. The stale concrete room sends a flurry of chills down my spine.
It's dim, shadowy and dark in the corners, but light right where I sit. I glance up, above is a harsh white light that dangles from the ceiling.

I've been taken. My teeth grit, anger and ghostly chills roll down my body, I'm uncontrollably cold.

Who would have done this? I made sure to keep my whereabouts a secret.
Perhaps it was dumb of me to expect a bunch of hillbillies to shut up.
    But I paid them in full...
  
I glance down, rough rope wrapped around me and a chair, by the light feel of my clothes, I know they took my knives.

Darn it.

I chew on my bottom lip, riddled with anxiety and nerves. I look around the room for leverage that can be used to get out of here. They were smart to leave it barren.
   
    Why am I here? I've done nothing wrong.
I try to think over any scenarios that could have gotten me in this situation, but I am left to wonder.
  The door creaks open, every ligament in body locking up.
  Oh goodness..
   My mind instantly tries to puzzle piece who the person is, what they want...what I've done.
    The door is pushed, revealing not only one mind boggling person, but another.
    
      Clara, who I should have honestly guessed, walks in with Armin. Everything stills, my jaw slackening, no way...
    Of all people, Armin?
   He's a—or at least was a close colleague that never caused any problems on the job, also is freakishly smart.
     Armin, I sweep my gaze over him, a burning sparking up inside of my lungs. Clara, I turn to do the same to her, letting my disgust show entirely. My thing is, what is all of this for, in what way does this benefit them?

     They notice my shock, a smug smirk growing on Clara's face.

"Listen closely princess," she walks over to me, stepping over to stand in front while she glares down with dark shadows cast over her eyes.
   I could feel the burning hatred sizzle my skin,
never would I have guessed her to be a jealous person. Guess I was wrong about that part of her too.
   I should have ratted her out the moment I stepped out of that building.

"You're here because of your disobedience and betrayal toward centenary.co you lying sick bi-" she spits, a speck of her warm mouth juice spurts on my face, is she serious? I recoil in disgust, my face scrunching from the sudden impact.

I'm struck blind by fury when she then has the nerve to laugh.
  I can't control the dark laugh that tumbles out of my mouth, her own laugh being silenced. I push against my binds, pushing my back against the chair to snap the rope.

It doesn't budge, but my anger continues to bleed into my veins, one thing about me that many brilliant people know, is that once I'm Irate there is no getting me back until my thirst for vengeance is completed.

Right now I want to crush her brain in between my fingers.

"Don't antagonize her Clara." Armin, dear sweet ole Armin, his cool still voice cuts through my moment of rage. My vision still bleeds with red, the anger seeped into my blood blaring a hot liquid.

I settle my thrashing, giving up on the idea of busting out of these, they wrapped me in good.
  
   I now sit panting and disheveled but my determination will never go out. I glare up at the both of them, their own glares meeting mine.

"I did nothing wrong." I rasp, my throat dry and scratchy. when's the last time I had water?

"But you did. You know talking to Levi Ackerman is a crime against the law of centenary." Clara hisses, that burning in my stomach begins to bubble again, the urge to rip her esophagus out is blinding.

I intake a deep breath, yes what I did was against code but...what I do on my day's off is none of their business.

"It isn't a crime to meet up with an old friend." I spit, clenching my fists.
   They can't forbid me from seeing him, it was never specifically brought up.

She makes the mistake of getting in my face again, her heated breath fanning over my face. Don't do anything stupid, don't do anything stupid. I repeat the mantra in my head, because the urge to bite her lips off her face is overpowering my good self control.

I can't explain why she anger's me so much now, I used to think of her as a little blonde angel, her and Armin actually could've made a cute couple if they weren't so antisocial.

I stare at Armin his face neutral and ghostly pale. In my mind I picture a bat being bashed against his skull, my bullets bedazzling his name across his chest.

"I don't like that look in her eye's Clara...step away." Armin reads me like a green sign, I knew he was smart.

"why? what she gonna do?" She mocks, dancing around me like this is something to find amusing.
I raise an eyebrow, was it I that claimed Clara was smart? If so, I was wrong.
In the speed of light I lurch at her like a launching rocket, opening my jaws so wide that you could say a piranha was my twin.
Her reflexes are fast, but not fast enough, I catch her face between my teeth, grinding my teeth down together.

I use my open hand to grab onto her shirt, holding her in place while I bite so hard that my teeth grate against each other.
Her piercing scream spins daggers into my ears, but when the blood of an enemy trickles down my chin, I burn bright.
   Her pitying attempts to get me off her only makes me giggle,

A wickedly gross smile crawls up my face, I don't know if I like this side of myself or not, I feel empowered, unstoppable.
"You fail to realize," I grit, "That I am the law." I spit, her blood pooled into my mouth,

Armin shouts, commotion and echoing yells ringing in my ears, and then suddenly, my rocket explodes, falling quickly as the Energy I once had plummets.
In my now blurry vision I see a hoard of body's' all armored and loaded with guns barrel through the entrance.
....thump.
......thump.
............thump.
My heart beat is slow, a thick pulse with a heavy beat thump's faintly against my chest.
I'm too dazed to react, what a delusional mess I seem to be in. W-why...I can't properly finish the thought, because the sudden adrenaline rush I had, completely disappeared like a gush of wind, the next second, darkness greets me.

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A/N: SOOOOOO sorry for all the cliff hangers my blue strawberry carrot beans, hope you're enjoying the story:)