Amnesia

Prolouge~ {Every story needs one}

Eren took in a deep breath, and settled on the couch. His fingers pressed the buttons on the TV remote, as he scanned the channels with the ease of years of practice.

As he passed the news, the story and photo made his thumb and body freeze on the spot.

"We are here reporting at the corner of Elm Street, and 2nd Avenue where a scorched pile of clothing entrails lead to the finding of two unidentifyable bodies. From what we've gathered regarding physical appearance, one is presumed to be Mister Grisha Jaeger. The opinion on his companion stands to be his wife, Miss Kalura Jaeger-"

The TV switched off so suddenly as the remote fell from his fingers.

"Mom...Dad..." The last time he talked with them was last week when they departed for germany on a buisness trip. Whatever the reason for them to be back here sooner then they planned was beyond Eren's understanding.

But that didn't matter when their hearts halted their beating.

He heaved his coat onto his shoulder and checked to make sure his adopted sister, Mikasa, was still sound asleep. Once done, he was out in the cold with a phone in his hand and up to his ear. "Yes... Levi? I need a favor... Do you have a car?" Murmurs came from the other end, mainly questioning for why the boy was out at midnight looking for a ride. "Don't ask questions until I see you in that dam car, can you come get me or not?"

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Pale green eyes, wide and bright with tears, looked at the mawled bodies of his parents. Curled into balls like oversized mummified armidillo's. It took effort from both his cardio-strengthened legs, and two strong callused hands to keep him on his feet.

Both males dared not utter a word. Acting as if standing amidst the crime scene, where FBI's and cops roamed the areas like restless ants in an anthill, was as quiet and spacious and dark as the funeral will be.

Levi's lips thinned. "Eren," he muttered quietly. Breaking the death-ridden silence that caused his skin to crawl. "Lets head back to your apartment and get you ready for school tomorrow-"

Eren's head turned and Levi's lips parted at the sudden intense horror, pain, and terror scrawled on his face. "I will do no... such... thing..." His tone portrayed venom that Levi found himself slightly hesitant to contradict. I mean, he did just loose his parents to an unknown danger. The only source of comfort and something that made him feel relatively close to normal.

If not for his condition....

"Just at least stop by there while they... Deal with the bodies, alright? We'll visit the morgue in the morning. I'll chauffer." Levi stilled had his long fingers wrapped around Eren's upper arms as he awaited the boys response.

For a while, one didn't come. But as he bent down and seemingly started to examine the bodies... "Levi."

The man mentioned raised his brows in question.

"There's something tucked in my mother's breast pocket. Something I didn't recall ever seeing when they left. Can you snag a pair of gloves and-"

The man bent down and a snap came from his hands as he tugged on a rubber glove hem. Eren was too enraptured in the dead bodies and the item on his mother that he didn't question where he got them.

Levi's fingers curled around the pen, and lifted it out of the pocket. It was an item blocking what he was really after. Which was soon revealed as a note written in... Is that his mothers favorite lip gloss? It wasn't immediately decoded but after minutes of slight hesitation, Levi rose and hushed his voice so that only Eren's ears were permitted to hear the translation to the words scrawled. "It says- 'Lets let bygones be bygones, and stay friends, Eren Jaeger'."

Disclaimer: Yeh... Got a bit inspired by a weird friend of mine and it's murder myustery time! Lets ensure those bygones aren't ones that need reciprocation, yeah? Otherwise, Eren won't be living his life to his fullest if the avenging of his parents draws him back.

Plus, I didn't include a summary. You get the proloug only. If interested, continue reading, it's greatly appreciated just like constructive critism and a heart/like!

Much love, everyone, much love...

~Celestial-Senpai