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It was the morning of the trial. I made sure to wake up before anyone else, grab a cup of tea, and head down to the basement where the familiar woman was.

As I headed down the stairs, I saw no guards. This raised signals in my mind and I automatically became self aware of my surroundings. Usually one person had to be on guard down here but it was soundlessly vacant. As if no one existed here in the first place.

Each step, I took even more slowly as I continued down. I just knew something was going to happen and I was prepared for it. The moment the wall disappeared, I could see the woman standing on the other side of the cell, holding the keys to it and swirling it around her finger, watching me head down. My eyes were incredulous.

How on earth did she get on the other side? More or less where did the guards go?

"Yeah.. about that trial.. that's going to have to wait. I've got more important matters to discuss" as she gets up from a chair. Her tall height could intimidate anyone. But being short did have its advantages. I could rapidly move compared to Jean - who was tall and lanky. Although, jean barely had muscle at the start of training while I'm about to head on straight with this woman - the woman who saved me from a fight and fought me in the dark. She was dangerous. I can't doubt her skills. I stared at her body, my eyes wandering down..

I shook my head, "Matters like what?" I evolved myself into a defensive stance, ready to grab my knife if needed.

"Matters involving you" she raised an eyebrow, suggesting that I would know something about the matter she desired to know about.

"And what about you, huh? You're not such an open book, now are you?" I replied.

I noticed a small break in her stance. She knew exactly what I meant.

"I remember you. And don't act coy
and pretend that I imagined it. You were there." I spoke the last three words slowly, after saying it out loud.

No more details had to be explained because we both knew exactly what I was talking about. There's no mistaking it. Her features - they were just too hard to miss. Stunning, reflective, black hair that went all the way to her lowest part of her back. Emerald eyes that would cut diamonds and a height that could be pointed out from a crowd.

She was like a dark angel.

- Y/N -

I was stunned at his confrontation. He had so many injuries at such a young age - I didn't expect him to remember. On the contrary, I was younger, and I remembered him all too well. I couldn't forget him. He was someone I hated, out of jealousy, and then someone I despised because of his act of joining the scouts. What kind of act was that? Why?

I don't even think I despised him. I think I felt - angry. Angry that someone could do that without an explanation. Even if he wasn't important to me. Kids from around the block talked about him like he was an ingenious delinquent that avenged the poor and is now humanity's greatest soldier busy slashing titans' necks.

Now here I am - probably making the greatest mistakes ever. I didn't want to be like Levi. I wanted to be better than that. I didn't want to screw up and join the scouts all to find the truth about the titans when people everyday were still facing struggles and on top of that, the universe feeling of the chance that one of the walls was going to give in. To create a disaster that has happened before. I didn't care about the reputation.

My feelings were starting to show and I had to suppress them. I was damaged and didn't want to show I was weak. Mentally and physically. I had a smirk playing on my face but in my head, god I really wanted to scream at the searing pain of my ankle. It took every ounce of strength to walk normally and to move smoothly.

"I'm glad you remember me. Now we can maybe even be friends and get my questions answered, right?"

He eyes moved to a more annoyed countenance.

"Why did you lie about who you were?"

"It's nothing important - don't get your panties in a twist" I chuckled.

I needed to think of my next steps now. What was my goal? I felt that after what had just happened in a span of two nights, my goal had entirely changed. What was I here for?

Was it me trying to find justice for my community? Or was it my conflicting
feelings for Levi?

He was intriguing, and now I was here.

"You can't just keep avoiding my questions"

"Oh, sorry - looks like I just did it again." I ran forward and instead of going in for a punch - I had slid down onto the floor using one of my hands as balance and knocked him off his feet. It required much more strength than normal to get him off balance.

His shoe had slipped but he managed recover from the fall by tucking back and rolling back up. He had looked down and snapped his head back to me with an intensifying stare.

His stare could do many things. The things such as goosebumps crawling on my arms. Or the fact that my heart rate was increasing, and Heat was building up to my face. It seemed like he was looking at a vulnerable part of me.

There was an awkward tension of silence in the air. The air didn't seem as thin or cold anymore. It seemed to be getting thicker and I kept releasing a breath that I didn't know I held in.

He came in closer and whispered near my ear, "You're going to have to try a little bit harder next time if you want me off my feet"

My body shuddered hearing his voice travel through my ear. His voice relayed into my brain like a never ending mantra.

He got up and turned around. As he went up the first step, he turned back, "see you at the trial"

I looked behind me and had seen two guards fully conscious after knocking them out earlier, and boy they did not have a pretty look on their face when they saw me.

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A/N

Sorry guys - it hasn't gotten juicy yet but I promise there's going to be exactly what you want :):)

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