"Who are you?" "Who the hell are you?!" "You better tell me who you are!!!" "I'll shoot!!! I will! Who are you, dammit?!" "W-who are you...? What do you want...?" "Remove your hood, you bastard!! Show us who you are!!!" Who I am doesn't matter. I don't have an identity that's worth mentioning or knowing. I have one goal. One dream. And I will achieve it, even if I have to murder the whole damn human race. I do not believe in mercy, in empathy, or anything humane. I was conditioned into an emotionless, apathetic person. Titans are not humanities only enemy, now. They are not the only ones killing them anymore. The criminals, known and unknown, will fall to me. Whether it'd be to my hand, my bullet, or my blade. You think you can stop me? You need to find me first. |Book 2, Red Terror, is now published| #1 in ShingekinoKyojin highest ranking #1 in Readerxvarious highest ranking #1 in Attack on Titan highest ranking #1 in MikasaAckerman highest ranking #1 in ErenJaeger highest ranking #1 in Adrenaline highest ranking #1 in Hanji highest ranking #1 in Horror highest ranking #1 in LeviAckerman highest ranking #1 in Rivaille highest ranking #2 in ErwinSmith highest ranking #3 in Horror-Thriller highest ranking #3 in ArminArlert highest ranking #3 in Psychology highest ranking #6 in LeviHeichou highest ranking (This story is now on FicFun/Dreame and will be published on other platforms soon) (I own nothing!) (Everything and everyone belongs to their rightful owner!) (I only own the plot and my OC's!) (You own yourself!) (Warning!: Blood, death, cursing, gore!!)

**UNDER CONSTRUCTION - This was written in 7th grade and I'm now graduated from high school with a few college credits under my belt. I'm fixing all of it.** A shiver raced down my spine and the air thickened. The other end of the alleyway wasn't far, but it didn't seem to be coming closer no matter how fast I walked. Humoring my paranoia, I glanced over my shoulder just in time to catch a fist to the face. I dropped to my hands and knees and stared at the ground in a daze. My jaw throbbed with each beat of my heart, hammering the side of my face. Strong hands gripped me and dragged me backward. We made considerable progress toward the other end of the alleyway before my dazed mind caught up with reality. I was being kidnapped.

When you're kidnapped, maybe you think you'll find your true destiny in another world (not me), or maybe you'll be kidnapped by One Direction, or something like that (still not me) or maybe you'll be kidnapped by a super-hot guy (yes, but he hates me). Do you expect to get beaten? To be treated like a slave? To be sold like a slave? Maybe, maybe not. But there's always one thought we kidnapped have in common: ESCAPE.

Have you ever watched the News and Seen kids Getting taken away from their Family and Friends? Yes, We all have; But do you stop and think for minute that it could happen to you? Nope, We don't. We think that we are safe and sound, But we're not. No one is safe in this world that we live in. Skylar Jones, A 17 Year old girl and Her best friend are taken away from their Loving Parents, By some men that They have never seen before In their Lives. But they're not alone. The men have Kidnapped other kids and Keep them locked up in a basement, Abused and Hungry. Nathan and Skylar snap, And they team up with the Three kids their Age. Will Skylar And her friends make it out of that Hell hole? Or are they going to DIE?

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