Humanity's Strongest

What's with your additude?

"Leave my baby alone!" Petra shrieked on the top of her lungs as she held her tiny baby close to her breast. "I'll do anything, just please don't hurt my baby!" She pleaded as her baby cried in her arms. With one hand she held a dagger that Levi had into the wood in the mantel above the fireplace. "Why the hell are you even here?"

The MP closest to her smirked. "Your husband is learning too much about the truth, and so do you. We can't have you or your offspring spreading around that now can we?" He reached behind him and grabbed a gun from the MP that stood near him.

"Don't you dare!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as the MP took his name at Petra's head. "I don't know anything about the walls! Please just don't hurt my baby!" She held her child's head close and tried to protect her baby from them, even though it was hopeless.

With a loud burst of sound, the bullet pierced her skull, making her world go black. Her body fell back and her baby fell with her in her arms. Sophie screamed and cried from the loud gun fire and the sudden fall.

"Shut the damn thing up." The MP commanded to the others, and seconds later there were no more cries from her. "Good work. Let's report back. Let's leave them here for Levi to see"

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The captain's son grew to be a very strong boy. By the ripe age of 15, he could practice combat properly with his father. He always lost to him, but he put up a strong fight, which Levi loved to see. His father spoke to him about the possibility of the the MP's being responsible for his mother and sister's death all those years ago. Erwin's father had been killed many many years ago for knowing too much about the wall, and they all suspected the MP's came in and killed them while Levi was gone, so she had nobody to protect herself and her baby.

Levi opened Jame's bedroom door, slid into the room, closed the door behind him, and tore his covers off of the sleeping boy. "James. James wake up." Levi shook his son awake. "Get up. That's an order young man." He spoke sternly to the him. "I'm not getting any younger, and you are supposed to already be up by now. You missed breakfast kid." 

James groaned. "Shut up." He was still half asleep. "Go away...I want more sleep."

"Want to try that again boy?" Levi wasn't too happy with the back talking James learned from him.

"Yeah. Shut up." James groaned again and turned away, covering himself with more covers once more. "And I learned it from you."

Levi rolled his eyes and violently ripped the blankets off of his son. "I said up!" He grabbed his arm and shook him.

"Dad! What the hell? It's too early! I need sleep!"

"I don't care, it's not early, it's eight in the morning. Get up." He demanded with a very annoyed and frustrated tone.

"Fine." He rolled his eyes, knowing arguing any more wouldn't do him any good, and slid out of bed as Levi tossed James's jacket at his face.

"You're late now. Hurry up." Levi was already dressed and ready like usual, before everybody else. He watched his son get ready for the day with a sigh. "Your mother loved you Jam-"

"Yeah, I know dad. You're going to tell me you love me or something?" James didn't look at his father who was leaning against the wall of his room.

"Do you have a problem with it?" Levi loved his son deeply, and wanted James to know he cared for him.

"Yeah. I've heard it plenty. I get it okay. She loved me, but she's dead, so it doesn't matter anymore." James slid his jacket onto his arms without looking at his father.

Levi sighed as he watched him with his arms crossed. "What's with the attitude today?"

"Why do you care?" James huffed and walked to the door to leave the room, until Levi grabbed his arm. His father locked eyes with him, not saying a word before letting him go. Levi's silence spoke a thousand words to James. "Sorry dad." He huffed and walked out of the room with his father following shortly behind him.

Levi went off to the graveyard where his wife and daughter laid together in the ground. Every one and a while he would spend a bit of time there either in silence or cry to himself. Today, he thought he wouldn't cry, but the way James acted this morning made him feel different. The single father fell to his knees and cried out of desperation for help, for his wife. The past six years had been some of the hardest years of his life without her to help raise him. He missed her dearly and wanted nothing more than the four of them to have a painfully boring day at home with only housework to do. He still kicked himself everyday for leavening them alone all those years ago, which took a tole on him. "How can I be a good father?" The phrase mumbled through his thin lips. "I'm trying. I really am." He covered his eyes as his bottom lip quivered. Levi had blamed himself for their deaths all these years. Maybe if he had been there, they would be here today. Maybe if she had never fallen in love with him, she would be alive, but that's not to say he doesn't love his son. He loves his son more than the universe, and only wants what's best for him. Levi was a very strong man, and has always kept his cool when his loved ones die, but hanji and Erwin fear for him if James passes. Now that James is older, he has less control over him and what he decides to do, and when he does tell him things, he gets hit with an attitude, which he assumed was from mental pain with his mother and sister being gone. It hurt like a knife to the heart when he and James fight from time to time, which they do, being that they are two stubborn men.