Haha, well fangirls never seem to give up on their fanfics huh? Well here ya go, another fucking chapter. Anyway, today I'm going above. I walked through the bustling streets of the Underground. I heard someone snicker behind me. "Ha! That's the thug? They're so small, I could probably beat 'em." The man said. He laughed again. Telling from the situation, he's an obnoxious drunk. The man next to him tried to quiet him. "Shut up! I heard laughing at 'em gets ya a death sentence. So I'd best shut up if I was you." He warned. The other guy laughed again. The crowd looked at us and began walking away. In my false voice I went up to him. "Sir, I'd listen. You don't wanna end up like the last dipshit do ya?" The man looked at me in anger. "So what? A boy like ya probably is so weak just a push'll send ya runnin. You don't scare me boy. You're nothing." The man sneered. I chuckled. "Well tried warnin ya. I'll send ya to hell right about in a minute but first. I'll have ya know. I'm the fucking goddamn grim reaper. And men like you don't deserve to live. Now I sentence you guilty." I said. The man looked wide eyed at me as I pulled out my gun and shot him dead center of his head. Blood flew from his body to the counter of the bar. A few women screamed, and the man next to him ran. A few people crowded around to get the body out. I motioned to the bartender, "Whiskey, no ice." He gave a nod. I sat on a stool. The guy came back. As he was cleaning up the counter he chuckled. "Thank ya, that guy keeps comin up in here to rile up some fights." He left the bottle on the counter. "But still, little missy. You're a bit of mess since you's was little. Now don't play you're cards to recklessly, because that might be you're undoing." He said. He snickered. "It's on the house. Raven." He walked away to tend to the others in the bar. I scoffed and took the bottle. I took a swig and saw green cloaks. 'Again?' I thought. I sighed and slipped past them through the exit. They didn't seemed to notice me so I just continued on my way. I whistled and Nightshade found his way to me. "Hey, now the food is in the hall, third room on the left." He turned and ran to the temporary house. I climbed to a top of a building and began runnin. I jumped if possible distances allowed it too. I finally reached the house and went inside. I found myself panting a bit so I took a swig of the whiskey. I wiped remaining contents from my mouth with my sleeve. I sat on the cot in the small room. I looked out the window and looked at the surroundings. I finished the bottle and went into the other room I saw my 3DMG. "Ah, baby I'm glad to see you again, now let's go. Time to get going again." I whistled. Nightshade bounded into the room. "Going above. Join if ya want. Meet up in Trost if ya can in 2 weeks at the place. K?" He took off. I went out to the top of the building with my bag. Inside I held my weapons, food, and money. I grinned. "Let's go!" I shouted and jumped off. Before I hit the ground I pushed the trigger and got lifted off the ground. I had enough time to spare so I put on a bit of a show. I did tricks, because why not? Soon I found myself close to exiting, but those green cloaked jackasses had to interfere. "Never learn your lesson do you fuckers?" They nearly got me, but I launched myself backwards and escaped. "So long assholes!!" I shouted approaching the outside, but nope. A short ass fucker stopped me. I decided not to waste any gas so I landed. The guy, wait, this guy... Is Levi Ackerman? Oh my fucking god. I start laughing. As he comes closer to me I start to calm down. "So Humanities Strongest, pleasure. Now what do you fuckers want?" I said. He clicked his tongue. I studied his features. Eh, not bad. But I lost him at the height, and the anger. "I was just sent to capture some random ass fucker that was my mission." He said. I chuckled. "Why me? They got one thug to turn goody goody, but I'm an asshole, so get yourself some other thug. Because goody goody gets you nowhere." He looked at me. His eyes wandered over me. His eyes met mine. Cold, stoic, but most of all, pain. I could read him easily. "So looks like Mr. Ackerman, has had his share of pain. Lemme guess." I started. His eyes still stayed on me. "Mommy died of an illness and daddy disappeared after little whittle baby Levi was born. After mommy was gone, Uncle Kenny came to clean up the mess." His eyes widened. "How do you-" I cut him off. "Soon after you leave and find best friend Farlen. Soon then you become a thug. Then oh, Isabel comes into play." I said. Levi tries to approach me. "Don't play these games. I war-" He started. "Then not long after, then, oh no! Best friends are gone.Erwin comes around and you become a hero. Not to just the Survey Corps, but Humanity as well. You then become a stoic bastard that only feels sorry for himself. Boo hoo." Levi looks at me in anger. I smirk. "You're an open book. Levi. We're, um, alike. But too bad. You're not taking me today. Maybe tomorrow, but you can't change me. Why? I'm me." I say. Levi pounces towards me. I dodge. I chuckle. "Looks like I pushed a button." "Bring it, Thug."