All night the mysterious girl in the prison cell didn't speak. She didn't answer any more questions after she stated her name. Levi couldn't stand how stubborn she was being. Levi continuously threatened her, but she didn't react to none of it.

Levi was getting really upset and aggrivated. Hange was doing her best to cool his temper, finally he decided to go to bed. After a few more hours went by, Erwin said he had to finish some paperwork, so he left as well. All was left was Hange and Eren.

It was silent for the longest time, Hange nor Eren spoke to the girl behind the bars. Something was off though, the girl didn't move ever since Levi left. All she has done was sit in the corner of the cell and watched the wall.

Hange was signaling Eren that she had a plan. "Hey Eren, I'm going to try to sneak into the cell. I think the girl is sleep again." She whispered.

He whispered back. "But what if she isn't? What do you want me to do?" He questioned.

Hange swiftly moved to unlock the cell door. Eren watched as the cell door squeaked as Hange opened it.

The girl didn't move through any of it though, Hange inched closer. Eren slowly joined in.

Hange leaned forward and petted the pearl white wings of the girl. She still didn't move. Either she was planning something or she died.

"Eren, help me lift her on the bed, She is asleep." Hange whispered.

Eren quickly helped her pick up the winged creature. It was difficult to set her on the bed without waking her up, or bending her wings the wrong way.

They were finally able to lie her down on the cushion. The girl shifted to a more comfortable position.

Hange got closer to Eren to whisper in his ear. "Eren, what do you think?" She asked.

Eren was confused. "What do you mean?"

"I mean, Is this better or worse than bringing back a titan?" Hange was breathing heavy again.

Eren had to think for a moment. He watched the girl wrap the wings slightly over her figure. "I guess ... umm better." He said.

Hange seemed happy. "Me too. It is so cool to see something new and I can do even more experiments now." Eren walked away from the over excited Hange.

Eren walked closer to the bed and pulled the cover over the creature. She still had her wings around herself.

Hange finally calmed down, she told Eren to come out the cell so she could lock it back.

"Hange what are we going to do with it?" Eren asked.

"I dunno. Maybe we could just give it to military police. Or as I said, ... Do wonderful experiments on it. I mean there are so many questions as to how this is possible." Hange answered.

Hange yawned. "Well, whatever we do, we can do it tomorrow. Even though I really want to stay and keep watching this beautiful specimen, we have to go to bed Eren." She stated.

Eren agreed. "Alright Hange, I sleep in this one tonight, since She is in my usual one." Eren pointed to the cell next to the one the girl was in. He made his way into the cell.

Hange locked eren's cuffs before locking the door behind her. "Goodnight Eren." She whispered as she made her way out of the room, she then locked that door..

It was silent, dark, and cold. Even though Eren didn't like sleeping down here he had to do it.

He got comfortable on his bed. He whispered one last thing for that night. "Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

Eren was sure he heard something. He sat up in his bed and listened to see if he could hear it again. It wasn't like an echo or his imagination.

He swore that the girl in the cell next to him responded to his goodnight. Eren wanted to look more into what just happened, but instead he just laid back down on his bed and closed his eyes.

He thought about what had happened today as he fell asleep. He was sleep in a matter of moments.

But not the girl.

Your POV

You were sitting in the dark cell, half-sleep. You were slightly terrified as you looked up to not see the stars above you. Where were you? Why was it so dark? You could have sworn you were walking along in the grassy fields until ...

Until they showed up.

As the wind was blowing, you felt the warm sun rays rest on your [s/c] skin. You were just wandering around until you felt like going back to your resting place. The sun was going down, almost night.

Your usual flight path was boring so you had walked a different direction. A more spread out area and it was fairly windy. You liked it.

You took a moment to stare at the scenery. You glanced over at a hill and saw something unusual, something that looked familiar. You Stood still, but felt your eyes sting. You enhanced your vision and tried to comprehend what you see.

It looked so much like Him. Except, he seemed much younger though. You were discouraged, it wasn't him.

You kept walking, trying to forget those terrible memories. You looked back up the hill, fighting your tears, and now you see two people. One person left and returned with another person, a shorter person.

Your enhanced vision seen that the shorter man looked angry. You noticed that the first person you saw was coming down the hill, the other two had followed him.

You weren't scared by the other people, you were actually excited to see someone else. But as He had told you: If anyone were to chase you run, if you can't run, you know what's next. That was what he always said when you were in trouble.

But you weren't in trouble, but you followed what He told you, so you ran.

You could see the younger male who reminded you of Him, was getting closer. You look back to see his face close up, you saw him through your (h/c) locks of hair. He had turquoise eyes that were looking at you with interest. They looked so different from His golden ones.

You turned back around and ran faster. You had been running for a while, so you looked back again at the boy, only to see the short man catching up to you, quickly. The man frightened you.

You began to cry as he got closer. Your back ached, wanting to be free. As you looked back, each time his eyes made you feel worse. As if you should run faster and faster just to get away from him. Not to let him catch you, not again.

"Stop running!! Stop!!!!" The man yelled to you. You didn't listen, why would you. You continued to look at him, hoping he would slow down. He wasn't.

You then remembered what He had said, that you could use a special call to scare your chaser. You screamed as loud as you could, and it somewhat echoed.

Your extra weight wanted to be free, it wanted out. You struggled to grab your dagger out of the satchel that He gave you. But instead of grabbing the dagger, out came an apple you found. You questioned why you had took that out. You felt the man slightly caress one of your wings on your back.

You threw the apple without thinking. Lucky you, it slowed him down. But he got back up and started running again. It reminded you of what Hehad said: ' You got to hit the ground running'.

Finally you found your dagger, you then attempted to rip the top of your dress that He gave you, so your wings could lift you up without ripping the whole dress in half. It worked, you jumped up and down trying to help your wings catch some wind.

You felt the ground moving away from your feet. You were free now, free from the short man's grasp. You flew higher and higher, until you heard a scream that was louder than yours.

"RRRRROOOOOAAAAAARRRRRR!!!!!!!!!!" You glanced over your shoulder to see a huge monster, which He had told you that you could call a Bango.

The Bango was approaching quick. It almost stepped on the short man, it missed. How tragic.

You flew faster trying to go higher up. As you glanced back to see if she had flew far enough from the bango, you were enclosed in the palm of the bango.

As you struggle to escape,the Bango held tightly, bending your wings. Your wings were part of your body. So when he put too much pressure on the connection between your wings and back, he somewhat hit a soft spot, putting you to sleep.

You woke up to something moving you. You open your eyes, but something was holding you still. You didn't want to make any sudden movements that would send the person into a threat mode, especially not this close to you.

You watched as you got closer to a large wall, one that looked familiar to you.

After entering the tall wall, they take you to a building. You find out who the person holding you was when they took you off the animal you were on. It was the young male.

All three of them, and two extra were taking you into an empty room. A dark empty room.

There were rooms with bars, you never seen any of these in person, but you have seen pictures in books that the He showed you.

They set you on a bed, and you watched as they walked out of the small room with bars.

You didn't do anything, just as He had told you, many years ago. He told you that if anyone were to catch you, don't say or do anything, if they ask questions then don't answer them.

The short man had spoke to you after a long series of silence. "What are you? Who are you?" He asked.

You stayed quiet, Of course. It was silent once more.

You were getting anxious as the short man had walked closer to the bars. You seen anger in the short man's face. He hit the bars, rattling your ears.

You waited until your ears stopped ringing before you had an instant flashback.

"Hello...My Angel. Are you feeling well? Let me touch your wings child."

You inched closer to the cruel man, he rubbed your wings, making sounds with every stroke. It always sent shivers down your spine.

You tried to stop him. "Please,... Sir. C-Can... you st-"

"What?" He tugged your wings. "I thought you liked me doing this. Do you not?" He said in his raspy voice.

You wanted to cry. "But Sir, I ... I-"

"You want me to do the other thing? Then Shut Up. and I know you want me to continue, so call me Daddy and it will end faster." The man pulled your hair. You hated how he would feel your wings, but you hated the other thing more.

His fingers were tangled in your locks. "Ow, Si- " He pulled tighter. You began to sniffle.

"Uh uh. Call me 'Daddy'." He ordered.

He pulled to a hurting point. "Ah! D-Daddy! P-Please stop pulling my hair, Please Daddy stop!" You yelled.

The man made more strange sounds. "Yes!" He yelled back at you. "Scream my name louder, No one can hear us this far in the forest!"

Your eyes were still closed, as he had told you to. He always told you to shut your eyes. He always said your eyes would remind him of someone, then he would hit you and kick you and threw you to the ground. You hated it all. When he let go of your hair, you could feel blood fall from your forehead.

You cried as the man laughed. "Good. Good! My Angel. Oh Angel, Yes!" With that the man squeezed your soft spot and you fell asleep, listening to the man yelling your name in pleasure.

Hearing someone yell at you, like that at the least, triggered something in you. You always wanted to talk back to that evil man. You got up from the bed and walked closer to the short male.

You clenched your teeth, all because you were still a bit afraid of what he might do. You stood in front the man, staring into his gray orbs, showing no restraint.

You looked at him through stained bars. "My Name is (Y/n)." Finally, you were satisfied.

You finally told the cruel man your real name, one your mother had given you. Not that horrible, horrible title. Angel.

The night was over after that. You didn't feel like speaking anymore of your business, so you just went in a corner in the room, and fell asleep. As you slept, you thought about the young male,who was just standing behind the short man the whole time.

He seemed to be sadder, less manly than you remember him to be. Or how He was. You only imagined the young man now, whenever you attempt to remember his face.

You opened your eyes, for you didn't want to remember everything about Him. Especially not the ending.

You looked around to see that it was dark, darker than the outside. It was scary, definitely since you couldn't see the comforting stars above you. You cried. Hearing nothing but silence.

You heard a loud click, as if something moved. Then you heard a voice, it was the young male.

"Goodnight." He said.

It made you cry harder, He sounded just like Him. He would always say goodnight to you before you fell asleep.

"Goodnight." You repeated on habit. It was silent once more.

So silent, very silent.