Show Me Your Face

Your Majesty

~EDITED~

Levi's POV:

It was strange, my face felt empty. It felt cold, the air fully hitting my skin for the first time in my life. Of course the mask had an air filtering system to bring air to the skin, but it was nothing like this. My nose breathed air on its own, my mouth was able to open fully and my jaw was able to become slack, it was amazing and I didn't know if I liked it yet. Although it felt like a chunk of my being had been taken away. My face felt free and so did my mind, but with it came along a new set of burdens. What happens if the state was right? What if I am never going to be the same now? I'm already classed as a Rebel no doubt, but there was always a chance they would take me back. Not that I wanted to go back, I had no home there, no friends anymore. Not that I had many, but Hanji was always nice to me.

Was it pathetically sad I missed that place, missed all the people and my seat in the big order room, missed being respected and listened to? Here, here I was an outsider, the only ones who seemed to not want me dead was the black haired girl, Mikasa, and Eren, which surprised me, I was sure I would be at least put in confinement, maybe even made a servant. Instead Mikasa defended me, fought hard to keep me alive until Eren at least could make a decision. I knew I saved his ass but I never thought he would take care of me himself, personally. I knew what a powerful man he was, commanding a whole communion of people with the flick of his fingers. Even Erwin, the Emperor, couldn't do that without going through some of his court.

I was laying in Eren's bed, in the King's room. The sheets felt like silk, the bed was like lying on a bunch of down feathers. Even my bed at the castle wasn't like this, I was told to sleep, but my mind kept me awake until black started to edge my vision. I didn't realize I had passed out until my eyes opened again, a soft white silk seeming to surround my aching body.

Except, my body wasn't aching, my face wasn't stinging and my hands felt soft. I sat up quickly, instantly alert, and yet I didn't feel alarmed. "Hello Levi" A soft voice said nearby, I gasped and looked over in shock. I knew that voice, yet I didn't wish to believe.

"...m-mum?" I stuttered, my voice barely making it past my lips in shock, seeing the short, long haired, sharp frame of my mother. She stood alone in the cold white void, a rare soft smile and perfect skin framing her face.

"Yes, hello Levi" She repeated, my eyes widened and I tried to stand, my body felt like led but I got straight somehow, my senses seemingly gone.

"Mother what..." I said breathlessly, unable to finish my sentence as my mother walked forward, or glided forward I couldn't specifically tell. She stopped in front of me, short even beside me as her hands went to my cheeks, suddenly sensing they were clear.

"My son, I am proud of you" She said, "Trust Eren, he will be able to protect you"

I wanted to raise my hands to hug her, do anything at all to show her any of the thoughts running through my head, Why? Where have you been? Are you alive? How are you? Are you real? I missed you. How could you leave me? What's happening? I hate you. I love you. Where is Pa? Are my sisters alright? Who are you?! A hand rested on the top of my head lightly, snapping me from my troubled thoughts, my eyes focusing again.

"Calm yourself Levi. I cannot answer many of your questions, but we left because your father tried to propose the highest of treasons..." Her eyes were sad and her calm face contorted in a mix between anger and agony, "He wanted to propose peace between the Masked and the Rebels, he thought he would have a good chance considering he was the Emperor's right hand man, but instead they rejected him and drove him out" she explained, her hands falling back to her sides at the end of her words.

"Why did you leave me..." I whispered, barely able to handle everything happening, wanting to scream, laugh and cry all at the same time.

"You were so small Levi, we thought you would die if we took you, we had to leave in the middle of the winter" She explained and looked away from me, stepping back as if sensing my concious starting to crack, "Please, be safe and stay beside Eren...Mikasa will always be beside you as well my son" she spoke, her voice slowly fading away.

Mikasa, I knew I had heard the name before. Mikasa is my sister. My eyes became heavy as led as I fell forward, seemingly falling into endless white and never stopping, my recent realization shocking me so much I felt it hurting me, until I hit warm arms, gasping and opening my eyes again. "What the hell" I heard a voice groan, falling out of the bed completely and sitting up beside the person who caught me.

"M-Mikasa" I whispered, she looked at me in annoyance but relief, my mind barely catching up. Sister.

"What the hell are you doing falling out of the bed like that" She said in annoyance and started to stand, my hand closing around her wrist and turning her back towards me, unsure if I should say something.

"Sister..." I said softly, my eyes searching her features and noticing she looked so much like our mother. How did I not notice before?

Her eyes widened and hands went over mine, "Finally" she muttered and shot forward, hugging me fully "mother visited you" She said quietly, my body still frozen in shock as I wondered what the hell to do. Was this a real hug? What the hell do I do? I didn't know what proper affection was. She pulled back and ruffled my hair, "Good to see you again little brother" She said and laughed lightly, I looked at her, body shaking slightly.

This was too much, my hands went over my mouth and nose on instinct of not feeling my mask on. There was a sigh at the door, I looked up from the place I was on the floor and saw Eren leaning on the doorframe. "When Mikasa told me I thought she was insane to be honest" he said in amusement, leaning off the wall and walked over to us, his long black cloak swooshing over the floor as he walked. He stood in front of me, grabbing my hands and helping me to my feet as Mikasa stood, "Welcome to your new home Levi Ackerman" he said with a smile, his hair flopping left.

I looked up at him and back to Mikasa. I felt myself coming back, the stoic blank self. The trained self, the part of me that was emotionless even when killing. The part of me that was raised as a cold killer for the Emperor, now I had a King to direct me. I wasn't sure why this came over me at this time, looking back up at Eren and bowing my head in respect.

"Thank you, your Majesty"