(DISCONTINUED) Fucked Up {An Ereri AU}

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As they struggled the get over the wall, Eren pushed himself off of Mikasa and put his arm around Levi. His skin was pale, his eyes dull and unlifelike. His breathing sounded labored and panicked, as if he had been running in a marathon. "Levi, I don't feel good." He mumbled. "I...I feel tired, kinda." Eren's eyes were half-lidded, slowly closing. Levi looked at Eren's side, which had begun bleeding once again. He grabbed Eren's face, causing his eyes to burst open. They stared at each other intently, worried and fearful.

"Do not close your eyes. Stay with me." Levi ordered, however instead of a stern order, it seemed to be kinder; full of worry. He grabbed Eren's side, pressing his hand down onto it, putting pressure on it. Mikasa took notice of Levi's statement, surprised by his choice of words, "Stay with me." An odd thing he had said, especially since the way he said it was full of emotion, unlike anything he usually says. She tried her best to ignore the obvious burst of pure emotion from Levi, and to more inportant matters.

They began walking towards the main area of the inside, but Levi stopped. He saw someone nearing them slowly, limping their way towards the group of three. "Mikasa," he stated. Mikasa did not turn to look at him, but continued staring at the figure getting closer. And closer. Screams broke out around them, gun fire made it sound as if fireworks were going off left and right. The loud moaning of the undead seemed to echo all around them. "Kill it." Levi stated as it drew closer, it's pale eyes and ghostly skin covered in blood and the innards of some poor bastard who now lay in its stomach; it had just finished a satisfying meal. Mikasa walked quickly towards it, stabbing it as she walked by as if it were nothing. Someone screamed cheerfully in the distance, as if this were a game that they were winning. "Eren." Levi said, out of the blue.

"Still alive." Eren blurted out in response. "Levi, I don't want to slow you guys down. Really. Maybe it's best if you...leave me?"

"No. Mikasa wouldn't want that. I don't want that." Levi began walking faster, keeping up with Mikasa as she sliced and murdered every monster that got in their way. The loud popping of gun fire too close for comfort broke her psychopathic, murdering trance. She turned her head to a gun man nearby, shooting civilans that about. Mikasa pulled a gun out of her back pocket, shooting him in the head. He fell to his knees, then to the ground, as if it were a sadistic movie scene in something she would certainly watch if it weren't the apocalypse.

"Levi," Mikasa stated in an odd, yet umcomfortablely calm voice. "Take Eren's hand gun he keeps under his shirt. Use it." Without hesitation, Levi lifted Eren's shirt, revealing the gun tucked inside of his pants.

"Are you trying to be a gangster or something?" Levi questioned. Eren spared a faint chuckle in response. He pointed the weapon to the nearest Viper he saw, aiming and shooting. They took my home. Not once. But twice. Levi thought. They will pay.

Bang.

Bang.

BANG!

The sound of screaming, the moaning of the undead, and gun fire echoed endlessly around them. It consummed them. All they could hear was destruction and pain. "Marco! Breathe!" A familiar voice screamed. Levi and Mikasa, who were both in a deathly trance, the sound of the suffering souls fueling it, could not hear the single booming voice which overpowered the other noises of destruction around them. Eren turned his head to the noise, and through the fast-paced feet trampling by and undead running about, he saw Jean huddled over a body, tears streaming down his face. Armin stood beside him, looking around, panicked. Eren and Armin made eye contact, staring at eachother. Armin had blood covering him, whether it belonged to a person or the undead, Eren was unsure. It seemed to take Eren a second to realize who it was, but when he did, he became just as panicked as Armin looked. However, a part of him was happy, gleeful even. He knew his best friend was safe.