Broken Past {Levi X Reader}

Chapter Eight: The Training Camp

My first impression of Keith Shadis was he was loud. I guess he had a thing about intimidating cadets, due to the fact he went out of his way to try and make the cadets piss themselves. First, he approached a blonde boy. "Hey MopTop!", He yelled. "Sir.", The blonde boy answered whilst doing the salute. "What do they call you, maggot?". "Armin Arlet, from Shiganshina sir.", The boy, Armin, answered. "Wow, seriously. Why would your parents curse you with such a dumb name?", Shadis taunted. Still the boy answered, "It was my grandfather, sir.". "Cadet Arlet, why is a runt like you here?", Shadis yelled/questioned. "To help humanity overcome the Titans!", Armin yelled. "That is delightful to hear. You're gonna be a great light snack for them. On three, about face runt.", He taunted the boy. Damn, I understand you're trying to see who will crack under pressure and weed out the good ones. But jeez, harsh much.

He continued on to his next victim, and I lost interest. So. I'm gonna be here for awhile. Other than Miguel and Louis, I should probably get close to a few people just in case. Not friends, not acquaintances. Allies, I guess would be a good word for it. My interest was sparked when Shadis targeted a boy with a buzz cut. I wasn't listening to what they were saying, but I saw him lift the boy up by his eyelids. Ok... That's a bit harsh... Calm down there buddy ole pal.

He suddenly dropped the boy staring in an expression that can only be described as disbelief at a girl directly in front of me, eating a potato. She didn't seem to be aware of everyone staring at her, until he directly spoke to her. "Hey. You there, what do you think you're doing?", He asked in a scaringly calm voice. She looked around, not aware of the fact he was speaking to her. She looked at him, and bit into her potato. I heard gasps. I looked slightly at my friends and saw both of their eyes widen. Damn, girl's got guts. I'll give her that much. "YOU ARE OFFICIALLY ON MY SHIT LIST. JUST WHO IN THE HELL ARE YOU?!", He yelled suddenly all up in her face. I sure hope he brushed his teeth. She swallowed her food and saluted with the potato still in her hand before answering. "Sasha Brauss reporting for duty, sir!", She yelled. Sry I didn't put her village. I couldn't figure out how it was supposed to be spelled. Apologies. "Sasha Brauss, huh? And what is that thing that you're clutching in you're right hand?" "A steamed potato. It sat there in the mess hall, begging to be eaten, sir.", She answered. "A theft, I understand. But here? Why eat it here of all places?", He asked in disbelief. "It looked quite delicious and it was getting cold.", She answered with a straight face, "so I gave it shelter in my stomach sir.". He gave her a hard glare. That would be intimidating to most people, not me though. I've seen worse from worse people. "Why? I can't comprehend, why would you eat that potato?", He asked his voice low. "Are you asking why people eat potatoes sir? I'm surprised you don't know?", She asked hesitantly.

Everyone gasped, but I laughed quietly. Not quietly enough though. Smiling, I grabbed my hand and put it over my mouth. Everyone gasped and looked in my direction. Still grinning I looked up to see Shadis heading my way. He stopped directly in front of me. "And who the hell are you...?", He asked quietly, like the calm before the storm. "(Y/N) (L/N), from the underground, sir.", I said in the most condensing tone I could muster. "If you're from the underground, why did you come here to serve in the military..?", He asked suspicious of me. "Sir, I didn't really get a choice you see. It was either join or let your friend die. Take your pick Commander.", I said not bothering to keep saluting. "...And what in God's name...is so funny...?", He asked angrily. "Either the utter disbelief on your face or the unintentional smart ass remark from potato girl over there... Take your pick.", I said a smile still playing on my lips. "He lunged forward as if to "attack" me like he did with the buzz cut boy. Waiting for the perfect moment, I moved to the right beside Louis cocking a grin at him. To which he rolled his eyes at me and smiled back.

"Commander, we're from the underground. You should know that little surprise attacks like that don't really work on us.", I said, not caring if I sound like a brat or not. I probably did. I don't care either way. "We?", He questioned turning back to us, anger in his eyes. "Us three.", Miguel said stepping in. "Miguel Sanchez, sir.", He introduced himself. "Louis Sinclair, sir.", The other boy said saluting. "So, there's three of you brats?", He asked narrowing his eyes. "Actually, there is only one brat.", I said pointing to myself, "One idiot, and the one who actually respects you people.".