"Y/n, you can't just openly say that out here."
"What, killing? It's not like you haven't done it before."
"I know that, and so have you."
Eren x Fem!Reader
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At night, all of you sat on the crates surrounding a lamp, eating field rations.
"What's wrong? Did all this filth kill your appetite?" Levi asked Armin, who hadn't yet touched his food.
Before the sun had gone down, you and Mikasa had found Armin by the banks of the river. He had been throwing up. Eyes puffy and red from crying.
"Was it like this for you?" he had asked. "Killing?" But he wasn't asking you. He was asking Mikasa.
When she had killed those kidnappers with Eren, she had felt the stain of their blood on her hands. She felt remorse. Since Armin knew you couldn't relate, he didn't acknowledge you. And you didn't blame him. So you left the two of them by the river.
"No...it's just...that woman. When I pulled the trigger, I did it without hesitation. I'm..."
"A killer," answered Levi. "You shot first because she hesitated. Now, your hands have been soaked in blood, and the person you once were is gone for good."
"Why would you say that?" asked Mikasa distastefully.
"Should I have beaten around the bush? It's what happened. You can't ignore reality." He turned back to Armin. "And you shouldn't regret it for one second. If you had chosen to keep your hands clean, then Jean would be a corpse by now."
"I guess you're right."
"But on the other side of the coin, it's a different situation. If Kenny hadn't hesitated back there, then Y/n wouldn't be here right now. I don't know what's right or wrong, never did, but I do know that your job is to keep your comrades and yourselves alive. That goes to all of you."
"Who's Kenny?" asked Mikasa.
"Kenny the Ripper," you said.
"That famous serial killer from the Interior?" asked Connie. "My mom used to tell me about him as a bedtime story. Made me piss in bed."
"Yeah, that's him. He was the Captain of those soldiers. And he's..." You glanced at Levi. He nodded. "He might...he might be my father." You scratched the cotton pad on your cut cheek as all eyes fell on you, their shock illuminated by the lamp.
"Your...your dad made me piss in bed?"
"Connie, don't put it like that."
"That actually...makes a lot of sense," said Armin. "That a man like him could be your father. I mean, you liked to kill little animals. So it all kind of adds up."
"Thanks, Armin."
"So it was never mental problems. It was genetics all along," pointed out Sasha.
"Thanks, Sasha."
"What are the chances he's not?" asked Mikasa.
"Slim. This woman had me by my throat and referred to me as 'his girl.' Then Kenny called himself my 'old man.' Called me his 'little brat' too. So, if I'm half an Ackerman from my father's side, that makes Kenny an Ackerman, too. He also said Levi and I are blood cousins. Which makes Kenny his uncle."
