When in Rome (Levi x Reader) Soul Eater/Attack on Titan Crossover

Entry 1097

This world is definitely different from my own.  There are no apparent demon weapons in this world so use of my blades will be kept to a minimum if they are used at all.

A click of a tongue alerted me that someone was behind me. I couldn't help but feel embarrassed as I turned to face the person who broke me out of my thoughts. "Get to training, brat." He ordered, steely eyes boring into my skull. He must feel great; the short bastard of a man, being able to look down on me like that. Just barely though.

"C-Captain Levi!" I stuttered, bowing my ever so slightly. "My apologies, sir! I'll be right on it!" Once again, I was embarrassed. I was far too absorbed in my work to have noticed him coming up behind me. I can't have that happening again.

Considering that I have no family, no money and no home, undergoing the military training to become one of their soldiers seems like my best bet. At least this way, I'd have a roof over my head and food to go in my stomach. From what I've gathered, humanity is on the brink of extinction due to the sudden Titan uprising. I have yet to encounter the beasts these people take so much precautions against but as far as I know, they are comparable to Kishin and will be treated as such. Their training, though rigorous, is manageable for me. Of course, this is to be expected. I hail from a clan of warriors, after all.

It had been at least three years since I've graduated from the Training Corps. There were three options to choose from upon graduating from the Training Corps: the Scouting Regiment, Garrison Regiment and Military Police Brigade. The latter only being an option for the top 10 graduates. As expected, I did come out in the top few but, joining any other branch but the Survey Corps would be nothing less than dishonourable to myself, my family and Lord Death.. so that's what I did. Speaking of Lord Death, I have yet to get into contact with him. I'd have to work on that. I can only hope that my meister made it out alive to inform him of our little mishap.

I looked at the girl before me, a fellow trainee. We had gotten quite close overtime. It's nice to have someone to rely on in this world; dare I say a friend. We smiled at each other in greeting. "Don't go too hard on me, alright?" She laughed, taking her stance as I did mine.

"Of course not." I meant that. If I did, I might accidentally twist her neck. Humans in this world seem to be more fragile than those in mine.

Rule #2 of the art of assassination: Tune in to your targets. Predict his thoughts and actions.

I had no doubt that she was going to attempt to throw me off my feet, and as anticipated, she did just that. I allowed her to sweep at my ankles with her leg but landed in a handstand position. Taking advantage of her surprise, I quickly righted myself, delivering a kick to her stomach in the process. Then did I hop onto her grounded form, digging my knees into her legs and holding her wrists together.

"Damn," she uttered out, all the while sucking in the sweet, sweet oxygen from the atmosphere. "It's like you know what I'm thinking."

"It's always better to be a step ahead." I giggled. Our actions seemed to have garnered an audience as other cadets had halted and were not staring. I wasn't really one to like that much attention being drawn to myself so I hastily released the other female, muttering my apologies.

"Break it up and get back to training." A voice ripped through the murmuring crowd. I recognised that voice, having had it directed at me earlier; it was Captain Levi. I find myself not being that much of a fan of the man but everyone else seemed to hold him in high regard so when in Rome, I guess.

"You," he pointed at my silver eyed companion. "pair up with someone else and you," the finger drifted in my direction. "are with me."

"Sir." I really didn't want to but there was no way out of it. We took our respective stances, observing each other's movements with caution. I could guess a few shots he would take but I couldn't be certain. Reading this man was quite the challenge. He struck with both speed and precision but I managed to evade. The rest of his attacks matched this pace but I could do nothing but evade and defend; I was still learning him. He jutted out an elbow, no doubt intending to strike my side so I quickly grabbed him and using mostly the strength in my legs, I managed to thrust him into the air.

I found myself on the ground seconds later. He had used my grip on his arm as leverage and managed to twist himself enough to get behind me then utilising both gravity and his weight, hopped down onto my back. It hurt. A lot.

I groaned, propping myself up on my elbows. I'd have to alter my strategies when it came to this one.

"You're filthy. Go clean yourself up." He ordered, peering down at me. He was right; I had gotten all dusty but did he really have to phrase it like that? What a jerk! They did say he was a clean freak, though. To think a man so scared of dirt managed to ground me like that."

I pushed myself up from the ground and gave him a firm salute. "Of course, Captain Levi!" With that, I turned on he heels and left. I could feel his eyes burning through my skull. What a weirdo..

Before I finish off here, I'd like to add that I still wish for Spirit to impale himself on his own blade.