The Perfect Fit--A Levi Ackerman x Reader Series

Chapter 13

Levi Ackerman x female reader

Warnings: kidnapping, violence, mentions of blood, allusions to prostitution and mentions of being in a brothel

This is hopefully long enough to make up for being away for so many months! I hope you guys like where the story is going :) this part's pretty dark but it's nothing out of the ordinary for AOT itself! I promise we'll get to some fluffy goodness soon!!

Where we left off...

You scooted closer to Levi, an uneasy feeling settling over you the further you got away from the safety of the lit up house you were previously in. The houses in the next neighborhood were all but abandoned, no sign of living beings inhabiting the dilapidated buildings surrounding you. Levi took charge, leading you through the shortest route toward the inn you'd be staying at. He was moving so quickly that you grasped the back of his jacket so you didn't get left behind. In the blink of an eye, he shoved you into a doorway as you spotted the glint of a blade barely miss you; it would've sliced your neck if he hadn't moved so fast. You were stunned by the force of hitting the wooden door but quickly recovered when you saw a group of men with various knives and guns surrounding you and Levi. The latter bared his teeth, gripping a knife he had tucked in his belt, as he began slicing his way through the group, dodging bullets and cutting necks. While they were occupied with Levi, you took the chance to run. You knew of his superhuman strength; there was no way you could match it and you being there would hinder his ability to take them all down. You weaved through streets, the labyrinth of houses becoming more convoluted as you sprinted, but you at least remembered the general direction of the inn. You knew you couldn't afford to stop moving at top speed but your lungs were ready to give out from exertion. You pulled yourself into a vacated building, panting as quietly as possible. When your heart no longer felt like it was going to burst, you opened the door to make a run for it when all of a sudden, you felt a knife prick the skin on your throat and heard the click of a gun.

"You're comin' with us, darling."

"What do you want from me? I'm just a charity worker," you pleaded as the man who spoke to you harshly grabbed your upper arm and began dragging you away, the knife now tucked away in his pocket. You hated the idea of being brought to a secondary location because the chances of you being found before something terrible happened were slim to none. You desperately tried to stall as much as you could, hoping they would distract themselves with a monologue to your questions long enough for Levi to catch up to you.

"Charity worker? Yeah, right," he sneered, making his other, taller buddy snort sarcastically as he holstered the gun that was previously shoved in your back. "We know who you are and what family you're from. You're worth a lot of money, you know."

"Really, you have the wrong girl," you told them, but unfortunately their intel was too good for you to fool them.

"You're Y/n L/n, now drop the act. It ain't cute," the other man, equally as nasty looking as the first, spoke up.

"Neither are you," you grumbled under your breath, crinkling your nose in disgust at the dirty men manhandling you. You were feeling braver without them brandishing their weapons.

"Why you little-"

The taller man slapped you across the cheek, the sting rippling across your skin doing nothing but angering you.

"You call that a slap? My grandfather can hit harder than that and he's been dead for years," you jeered, the same man snarling at you now. He angrily grabbed the front of your shirt, the ribbon bow adorning your collar falling onto the grimy ground.

"You listen here, girl. The only reason you're not lying dead in the street right now is because we want the ransom money from your parents. Don't push your luck."