Maniac (Ereri/Riren fanfiction) [Hiatus Indefinitely]

Chapter 2

"How about no, Shitty glasses?"

"But Levi, you're our only hope. You have to do this." The crazed scientist pleaded in a mechanical raspy voice, due to the telephone.

Dr. Hanji Zoe was like me, and a very long time colleague of mine. However, me being the doctor whom takes all the hopeless, I'm often getting these calls from her.

"I said no. I just got off with the last one. I can't deal with any more crazy people at the moment." I sighed, running a hand through my hair.

"Please Levi-"

"That's including you too. You are indeed crazy." She let out a sad chuckle, and I could hear the breathing soften on the other line.

"Alright. Alright. I won't force you. But at least say you consider it. The boy needs you." I rolled my eyes.

"Levi, don't roll your eyes. I'm serious."

"How did you-"

"Because I know you. Now please, say you'll consider."

"Fine! I'll think about it." I squinted my eyes. "But, no promises. Got it?" She let out a sigh of relief.

"Yes! Yes...thank you."

"Yeah...no problem." There was a silence, and all you could hear was the faint static that connected us through the telephone. Finally she spoke up, the mechanical voice taking over her own.

"I just sent his files to you. Have you received them?" I turned my attention to the laptop on my desk and quickly logged in. I roamed the screen with my steel grey eyes, and clicked on the envelope icon that would bring me to my work email.

1 new message:

From: dr._zoe_hanji@surveycorps.ind

Subject: Needs Your Help

-Jaeger, Eren; 18; Psychiatric Patient.dox-

[Attachment Included]

"Yeah. I got it." I clicked on it twice, pulling up the attachment file on this Eren Jaeger brat.

"There's no picture...but this brat is-"

"Why do you think he's in the asylum Levi? He's crazy. And he needs your help. By the way, in case you haven't read that far-"

"I'll read it later. Like I said, I'm busy."

"I know but listen to me. He needs help, that no one's been able to give. The poor boys father, Dr. Grisha Jaeger has attempted so many times. The boys under possible presumption of schizophrenia, and/or multiple personality disorder. He's a murder. Like Germany's Kira, if you will. The rest you can read later. Please Levi. I trust you'll make the right decision." With that, Hanji hung up, leaving me alone to dwell in the silence of my office. The audible click, and low drone of the phone sounded, so I hung it up, with a sigh.

I leant back in my chair, and crossed my arms.

"Eren Jaeger, huh?" I leaned back forward, slipping on my black framed, rectangular glasses, and begun to read the file. I just hoped I didn't regret my decision in doing so.

"Hmm, kidnapped and..." I gasped slightly and my eyes widened.

"Used as a child laborer?! Raped merciless, against will. Beaten, along with others. Often traded?" I squinted my eyes. Could I even go on?

"Starved. Kept in a damp cold cell. With nothing but a raggedy old moldy bed type mat thing, tch. Who described this? A child?" I rolled my eyes and scoffed.