Not a Vampire Diaries crossover I swear...

I watched the young man in front of me, looking just as he did, only in richer clothing now, all those months ago in the Underground. I thought that I had escaped all of this. All of him. But I was wrong.

He walked over to me, and I was silent as he took my hand in his and kissed it lightly. "Mm. Still as sweet as before." Damon said, his eyes looking at me in a way that scared me. "How long has it been? Two years? Less? More?" he asked, and I felt my fingers shaking. The bastard smiled at me, finding my fear funny.

He turned to the king, or, his father. I couldn't believe that my parents had thought that that small detail could've been left out when they were telling me about him. "Have you spoken with the minister of the Underground?" he asked.

The king, a frail-looking man, nodded. "I've spoken with her parents. They said that they were surprised that their 'dear daughter' would leave them to go to the surface. They thought that Damon was enough to keep her satisfied." He said. The two men chuckled a little, as if sharing a joke, and the few MPs in the room looked uncomfortable.

I recognized a few of their faces, ones maybe from my training corps. I wondered how they had managed to become MPs since they hadn't been in the top ten. I wondered if, because almost the entire top ten from my training corps had become Survey Corps, the king had needed more soldiers?

Their voices pulled me out of my thoughts. "(Y/n) (L/n)." the king said. He held his head on his hand, his elbow resting on his chair. "You will marry Damon to create a bridge," he said, and then chuckled. "A 'staircase', if you must, between the Underground and the Surface." He said.

I felt something drop in my stomach, even though it felt like I knew that this was coming anyway. I would never escape this creature, all of them. I thought that I had found something, even in the midst of the titans and fighting, good. I had finally made something I would qualify as friends, and I had finally found someone... Levi.

I didn't know if he actually felt the same way as I did, but I felt as if I truly loved him. I don't know if that was silly, considering I hadn't known him that long, but he felt like this pillar of strength and security. Granted, it was a small pillar, but one none the less.

I felt tears in my eyes, but I held my head higher so they wouldn't fall. I felt dead inside, as if everything had gone wrong again. It felt like the huge teeth of the titan were crushing down upon me. For a moment, I wished they had crushed my ribs beyond repair and had punctured my lungs and I had chocked on my own blood. But maybe I wasn't that lucky.

I looked at the king and his dammed son, and gritted my teeth. Levi wouldn't let Erwin rest until they found me and got me out. I could have faith in them. I nodded at the man, my chin trembling slightly.

Damon took a few steps to me, his straight white teeth in a line that could've been called a smile. He took my face in his fingers, his thumbs on my chin. He rubbed it back and forth for a moment, and I felt nasty shivers go up my spine, making me want to cringe, but I stayed still.

He smiled, seeming to see it in my eyes. "So obedient. A change from last time." He said, and my chin started to tremble. His lips became a tight line of a smiled then, seeming to be trying to hold back a laugh. "You may leave now." He said.

Two of the guards came over and stood next to me as the Prince stepped away. I turned, and started waking. The king coughed a little, and I looked back, about to snap and attempt to kill him. That's what I could do. Turn into my titan form and crush the two vile creatures beneath my feet. I began to raise my hand a little to my mouth, preparing to bite into the soft skin on my palm like I had seen Eren do plenty of times. I stopped.

No. It would send the entire castle tumbling to the ground, and kill countless innocent people. I lowered my hand, and looked to the king again. He was smiling slightly, the same look on Damon's face next to him.

"That's not how you should leave the room after speaking to the king." Damon said, and the king had an awful gleam in his eyes. I remembered back to the hours of time spent with my mother as a child, her attempting to teach me what to do if I ever met a person of higher birth or if I was greeting gests. I gritted my teeth, and lowered myself into a curtsy. The king grinned as I rose.

"You'll need to work on that." He said.

I turned and the guards started walking me to the room that I had come from. They closed the door, and I heard it lock. There was a lantern in the corner, the sun outside beginning to dim and turn to nothing. I could feel the tears that had been forming in my eyes beginning to spill down my cheeks, and I tried to wipe them away with the overly long sleeves of my dress. (A/n: I currently have a Game Of Thrones obsession, and, to those who've watched it, the reader's dress looks like Sansa's dresses. Thanks) [Look up photos if you want]

I reached to the back of the dresses and made a noise as I tried to undo the buttons. After a few minutes of trying, the ten or so buttons were undone, and I slipped out of the dress, in the thin undergarment I was wearing under it. I let the fabric fall to the ground, the soft, dark colors shifting as they fell.

I sat on the edge of the bed in the room, the downy blankets on it feeling like they would keep someone warm, even in the coldest months, and cool even when it was hot outside. I looked out the window, seeing that the sun had almost gone down, and it left the clouds painted with pastel yellows and oranges and spattered with bright reds.

My tears were slower now, as I thought of my friends. They would come for me. But they way that Commander's face had looked when the MPs had come and taken me away was one of no regrets. What if he was okay with the capitol having me? What if he knew everything?

I stood and walked to the window, opening it up and crossing my arms as a breeze shifted in. I'd have to close it soon before someone noticed and had it permanently shut, or worse, had bars put on it. I stood in front of the open window, the wind outside blowing my hair a little.

Would they come?

It seemed like I was standing there for hours, and after a while, I thought that I was going to get sick. But then again, I guess I can't get sick. My legs had gone week with after standing there for so long and not moving. I turned, fresh tears promising to spill down my cheeks. They really weren't coming.

"(Y/n)!" someone whispered quietly, and I spun around, seeing three faces at the window. They were all in black, but I knew instantly who the voice had belonged to.

"Levi!" I cried, maybe a bit too loud, and I ran to the window, and threw my arms around the stout man. I hugged him tightly, burying my face into his shoulder and starting to shake. I didn't think that the reminder of everything that had happened in my past would affect me so deeply, but it seemed that it had crushed just a tch of my resolve.

"Hold on (Y/n)..." Levi said, the two figures behind him climbing into the room as I refused to let go of Levi. The other two figures were Mikasa and Eren, their darker hair almost having blended into the night.

"Are you okay (Y/n)?" Mikasa asked, and I nodded.

"They didn't hurt you at all, did they?" Eren asked, and I shook my head.

I looked up at Levi. "You guys came for me?" I asked.

He nodded. "We had to practically threaten the Commander that we would leave the Survey Corps if he didn't let us come." Levi said, brushing some of the hair away from my eyes. "But he gave us orders." He said, his face twisting for a moment in disgust.

I felt something twist in my gut, and I looked at the three of them, completely oblivious. "What orders? You're going to bring me back, right?" I asked.

They were silent, and that's when I knew that something was terribly wrong. Who was influencing the Commander? Surly he wouldn't do something like leave me here without being threatened?

Eren shifted his face twisting in disgust. "There was word in the papers that the king's son, Damon, was getting married to the Minister of the Underground's daughter. The news spread quickly, and, after the people got over the initial shock that there was indeed an Underground, they began to agree with the king's decision to create an alliance." Eren said, his voice in a monotone.

"Erwin..." Levi said, his hands gripping me tightly in a hug so much so that it almost hurt a little. "He said that we weren't going to take you form the castle, or attack these bastards." He said, anger thick in his deep voice. "He said that we're going to leave you, and you'll marry Damon to have inside eyes on the royals and the castle."

There it was. The bad feeling was correct. Was the Commander actually going to leave me here? Here inside these walls? At this point, they didn't feel like the protection that they should have been; they felt like an iron cage, the titans little girls observing their beautiful exotic birds.

I was silent in Levi's arms, not saying a word, barely breathing. "(Y/n)?" Mikasa asked.

I looked up at Levi, my eyes filling. "Don't make me stay in this place." I said. "The king... Damon... they're evil people." I said.

I could see the pain in Levi's eyes, and it only made me hurt more. He didn't want to do this; he didn't want to leave me. "(Y/n)... I can't..."

I pulled on his collar, making his maneuvering gear clink and causing his cravat to come undone. "We could run, and then Erwin wouldn't find any of us... the king wouldn't..." but I saw the look in his eyes. He thought that he wouldn't be able to protect me if we ran. If we ran anywhere. I'm guessing that there had been some kind of drawing in the paper, maybe one from years ago or from something else. Everyone would recognize me. Anyone could and would turn me into the castle to gain personal wealth if there was a bounty on my head. Levi thought that he couldn't protect me. The strongest man in the world doubted himself.

There was a sound outside, of guards, and there were footsteps down the hallway. Levi turned to Mikasa and Eren. "Go. Start going out the way that we came in. I'll join you in just a second." He said. The two nodded, and leapt out the window, their gear almost silent.

Levi looked at me, and hugged me tightly again. "You'll be okay. I'll come for you. Don't worry." He said. I nodded, my tear unchecked. "I'll make the Commander see reason. You just have to believe me." He said.

I looked up at him, my eyes blank and my heart feeling limp and dead. "I believe you." I said.

He took my face in his hands, smiling slightly. He made a 'tch' sound, and I looked questioningly into his eyes. "What?" I asked.

He shook his head. "You look ridiculous in this underdress." He said.

A deep blush ran over my face and I slapped his face lightly. "Shut up." I said.

He smiled, laughing a little, and then he took my face in his hands, looking into my eyes. He looked so worried, so distraught, and I wondered even why he felt this way about me. He gently leaned in and kissed me. His lips were soft and warm, and smoother than any other lips I had kissed in my younger years.

He pulled away after a minute or two, looking into my eyes as the guards outside banged on the locked door. Levi didn't look away from my eyes as I saw the wood on the door bulge as if the guards were pressing their weight against it. I watched the door behind him, feeling frightened, and then I looked back into Levi's eyes, seeing strength there.

"I love you." He said, and kissed me again, his lips light. I nodded, his hands falling from my face. I turned and jogged to the widow, his shoulders broad under the all black clothing that he wore.

"Levi!" I said before he jumped out of the window. He turned and caught me as I hugged him one more time. I looked up at him, grabbing his face and pulling it down and kissing him. When I pulled away, he looked a little flustered. "Be safe." I said, and he smiled again, touching his forehead to mine.

And then, he was gone.

I spun around as the door to my room slammed open. The curtains to the window billowed and swished around me, and I felt the fabric against my skin. I looked at the three or so MPs in my doorway, panting as if they had been attempting to barge a door open. Of course, they had been.

I covered myself, remembering my discarded dress on the floor a few feet away, and decided to use it to my advantage. I cried out, and pretended to be flustered. "Get out!" I said, making my voice higher so I sounded rattled.

The MPs faces seemed to heat up, all of them men, but one of them looking slightly feminine. They covered their eyes. "S-sorry, ma'am." The oldest, maybe thirty-five years, said. "There were intruders and—" he started, but I cut him off, the lie already fully formed in my mind.

"I was changing, and I thought that all of you were intruders!" I said, bending down and lifting my discarded dress from the floor and made a big show of attempting to cover myself, even thought nothing was showing.

"W-we're sorry, miss..." the second oldest said. He had both hands over his face, and I thought that I could see blood from a nosebleed coming down his lips and chin.

The last MP, one who looked around my age, was standing tall and straight, his hands behind his back, his eyes anywhere except on me. He bowed, his light blonde hair swishing, and looking kind of familiar. "Apologies." He said. He was the one who looked vaguely feminine, and I couldn't shake the fact that he looked familiar.

I tore my eyes away from him, and looked to the oldest guard who had one hand over his eyes, but was peeking through his fingers. Pervert.

I put two fingers to my forehead, as if I was getting a headache. "Please leave." I said.

"Why was the window open, ma'am..." the oldest man said, and I saw his eyes become greedy for a moment, and a shiver of unrest fell over me.

I swung my arms out, playing it up and making my voice loud while letting my dress fall to the floor. I heard the one with the blood nose make a noise and turn away. I ignored how cold it had become without holding the other dress over myself, and being just in my under clothes.

"Well I thought that you were all intruders, and I was preparing to make my way out from the window somehow!" I said, making my voice sound exasperated. They all looked a little dazed, and after a moment, I waved to the door. "Leave!" I said.

When they had all left, I looked out the window, feeling the breeze on my face. The night looked deadly, but beautiful.

"Can you kiss away the darkness?" I whispered, the words from a song that I thought someone had once sung me. I closed the window, my room completely cold and the candles in it flickering and threatening to go out.

I went to the bed and got under the covers, smushing the pillow into my face. "Levi I whispered, my eyes filling once again." 

Nice long part. I hoped all of you enjoyed~