Being the dumb ass I can usually be, I forgot to put disclaimers on the Prologue of this fanfic, so here it is! Attack on Titan/Shingeki no Kyojin belongs to Hajime Isayama, for he was the incredible creator who gave birth, so say, to perhaps one of the greatest anime that will go down in history and will most certainly never ever be forgotten. Levi Ackerman, Eren Jaeger/Yeager, Survey Corps, and anything of the sort are signature trademarks of the Attack on Titan anime/manga/franchise, and my intention is not to use this fanfic for any sort of profit, only for criticism, commentary, and simply to entertain fans of the anime and manga. Thank you, and now why don't we get started with Author's Notes so we can dive into the true beginning of 'Dragon Hearts, Broken Souls', eh, lovelies?
Hai, Reader-kohai! Tis is Kimora-san, and I know I haven't updated but high school is murdering my time usually. >:] So it's so hard to write while teachers look over your shoulder constantly...plus that really makes me nervous anyways when they do that-I can't be the only one? Like I freak out when the teachers glance over my shoulder to see how I progress in my school work. I just wanna throw out there that, yes, I am a freshman in high school, but I have much more work than the average ninth grade student because I am enrolled in the IB (International Baccalaureate) Program where I have to work harder than others. I hope you all can understand, and I am extremely pleased that at long last I can begin Chapter One of this psychological/tragic romance Shingeki no Kyojin-I favor the Japanese title for the anime, hue hue~~-fan-fiction. This is honestly the true start of Junior's story of his experience with his uncontrollable Yandere personality while avoiding detection from the Military Police as well as Levi himself. Some shit will go down in this chapter, so sit back and relax after those long expeditions with the Survey Corps because some damn good entertainment is heading your way. //
I had awoken upon very little sleep, my eyes unable to adjust to the piercing rays of sunlight, their infinite light stabbing the ground within the walls as if the Sun was subdued in pity for what little humanity remained cowered behind the walls. Once my royal blue finally situated I blinked randomly, peering through the only opening I had; I was wrapped in a burrito in a thicker burrito as I still wore my cloak with the hood on and a thick blanket was wrapped around me over the cloak. As I parted my jaws in massive yawn and stretched my arms upwards the blanket loosened its bide around me until it slid to the ground, the hood of my jet black cloak shifting slightly backwards on my head of untidy shoulder-length brunette hair before I pulled it back on fully to where it covered my eyes in a secretive shadow. Standing up slowly my attention drew to the open end of the alleyway I resided at where many of the citizens within the walls gathered around for some unusual reason. My feet involuntarily progressed towards the crowd, curiosity filling me like my dragon blood. When my footsteps stopped I was consumed with the vision of several men and a few women riding horseback, green cloaks with the 'Wings of Freedom' symbol adorning each individual with superiority, and knowing this my eyes immediately scanned the group in search for the man that I had saved a few weeks back. However...before I could spot him I heard someone...a female...speak the name of my beloved...
"Wow, looks like Levi really is the big deal, huh?"
Oh.
No.
This.
Bitch.
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Dragon Hearts, Broken Souls
Fanfiction'I won't be afraid to admit the truth. I am a broken entity. I am also not afraid to admit I am in love with a man 19 years older than me. And about that-if any of you all do so much as even utter his name... Then you're gonna have a bad time...' A...