Angel's Trumpets [RIREN]

♤Chapter 2♤

Levi awoke to the pounding, immense pain in his head. It was painful but nothing he couldn't endure. He groaned, squeezing his eyes shut tightly before opening them slowly. His vision was slightly blurry but he could make out figures leaning over him. Probably his men. Hushed whispers and shuffles could be heard as he cautiously sat up, gripping his the side of his head while taking in his surroundings.

It was dark save for the single torch just outside their cell (it was pretty big), which helped a bit to see the faces around him. The wooden, creaky floor was muddy and wet, the walls were old and nearly peeling off. It was cold too and smelled disgusting. Like mold and shit.

Those little shits actually put me in a filthy cell? Levi grit his teeth and closed his eyes, breathing deeply through his nose and forcing himself to stay calm. 

"Captain! are you alright?" A feminine voice asked. Turning, he saw Petra, a Alpha and also one of his crew, staring at him with concern filled in her brown eyes. He sighed and glanced around at the faces surrounding him. There was Eld, Gunther, Oluo and also Mike and 10-20 more members as well.

"We got our asses kicked, captain." Someone muttered under their breath. Possibly Gunther. 

Levi clicked his tongue. It was true, they did get their own asses handed to them and got their ship sunken with a whole bunch of his men, but also sad because how thefuck did a bunch of teenage brats beat them?? These brats were trained to be very good fighters, he could tell. Heck they nearly rivaled his own crew by 1%. 

Shaking his head, Levi stood up. "What happened while I was out?" He demanded. He dusted off his clothes, scowling at the filthiness and mud get got on his gloves. He would need to wash them when they escaped. 

"Nothing much Captain but," Oluo nodded his head towards the rusty, bar cell door. "We got company." 

Levi looked up making eye contact with a tall boy, probably around his late teens, with an eyepatch. He looked like he was itching to slaughter them all with the cold and harsh glare he was giving them. Levi raised an eyebrow and said,

"Where's that slutty little captain of yours?" He nearly smirked when the boy growled and clenched his teeth at him. Pfft. As if that were to scare him. 

Note to self: Crew is very protective of their little captain. 

"It isn't your concern where he's at," The dark haired boy spat and clenched his fists before crossing his arms over his broad chest. "Besides, he's got better things to do than stand around here with you bastards. What you should be worrying about is your lives." 

Levi blinked, unaffected by his insults and what came out of his mouth. He sighed deeply and ran his hand through his hair, nearly wincing when he felt the wetness of his blood and a bump forming. Damn, That brat could certainly kick. Levi wondered how he was still alive after such a powerful and deadly blow to the head. 

But that made the little captain all the more alluring. 

He was dangerous. 

He looked back up that one-eyed young man and tilted his head. He could recall seeing him kick Eld's ass on his ship while they were attacking before it sunk down into the deep, dark ocean. 

He glanced at Eld from the corner of his eye and just now noticed the darkening bruise on the blonde's cheek, cut lip and the swollen eye. He could see Eld glaring hateful daggers at the young man on the other side. 

These kids were one hell of a fighters, he'll give them that. Throughout all his expeditions and everything they went through; no one has been able to defeat them. Until now. 

And Levi was not pleased. Getting their asses kicked by a bunch of man-babies? Tch! Pathetic!! Just who the fuck trained them to be so good? Surely with skills like that it should've taken years to master. 

"Oi, Marco, it's fine now." A familiar light voice had him snapping to attention and he could smell that same addictive scent from before. Something inside him craved so badly for it. He wanted the little brunette. 

Footsteps were nearing the cell door and when they stopped right in front of him, his silver eyes trailed up tan, gorgeous legs and hips to bright green eyes that were glaring right at him with so much coldness. But Levi glared back equally. 

He wouldn't let this omega captain wanna-be keep him and his men prisoners and order them around like they were dogs. 

Oh, no no. Levi had a plan. 

Crossing his arms over his defined chest, Levi tilted his head, letting his locks fall into his face as he stared at the little omega with a disinterested look. He spoke, "My, came back to apologize? Or perhaps...." He trailed his eyes up and down the brunettes form, his voice suddenly low and husky. "Something more?" he purred. 

Eren blinked at him indifferently and glanced up at Marco. "Did they cause any trouble?" 

Marco shook his head. "No, captain." He said.

"Good." He turned to Levi and stared for a moment. He could see a few of Levi's men eyeing him with the same look he would get by most men but he ignored it. 

"You--" He pointed to Levi who only glared at him, "Will be coming with me. Reiner," He called and immediately Reiner was by his side, "Grab one of his men. Marco, cuff them both and bring Levi." He ordered and they both nodded. 

Marco unlocked the cell while Reiner pulled out a handgun and pointed it straight at Levi. "No funny moves, got it shorty?" He grinned, watching Levi scoff before stepping out of the cell and letting Marco cuff his wrists. 

Eren noted that Levi seemed awfully quiet. With calculated eyes he watched the raven haired alpha step out and turn to him. Once Reiner had one of the men and Marco had locked the cell door, Eren turned away and started leading them down the dark and musty hall. Out of the corner of his eye, Eren could see Levi scowl every time he layed  eyes on something filthy. Like a spot on the wall or floor.  

Turning a corner, he led Levi into a room with a single chair and table inside. There was a small candle on the table; the only source of light. 

Marco shoved Levi into the chair as Reiner roughly shoved the other guy inside the room, shutting the door behind him and leaning against it so no one would escape. 

Eren sighed deeply and hopped onto the table, sitting in front of Levi with both his boots on the arms rests of the chair, almost smirking when he caught Levi's eyes briefly shift down between his legs. He leaned back on his palms, a feral glint in his green eyes as he gazed down at Levi who glowered at him under his bangs. 

"Now," Eren licked his lips, looking straight at Levi and motioned at the man Reiner brought in. "You're going to tell me what I want to know, and if you refuse to cooperate..." His eyes flickered to Marco who unsheathed his large, and sharpened dagger, the silver glinting in the little light. "Your man there-- What's your name?" Eren tilted his head towards the man kneeling on the floor with his wrists bound behind his back. 

"No use of keeping it from you eh?" The man said with anger flashing in his eyes. "Gunther. ....My name's Gunther." 

Eren smiled falsely- though it was a cold, nealy feral and a very terrifying one that sent a chill down everyone's spine. "Gunther, there, loses a finger each time. Who knows... maybe even his tongue."  He paused and then glanced at Levi. 

"Ready?" He tilted his head, looking at the alpha who only clenched his teeth, silver eyes locking with his own. 

"Let's start, then."