(Levi x Reader) Queen Eyes (1/5)

   (A/N: Characters may be OOC, excessive cussing.)

(F/N) (L/N). The Underground queen. You were an expert at 3DMG, and weren't half as bad in hand-to-hand combat. Scratch that, you were excellent at hand-to-hand combat. You could easily kill someone with your own fists. You were handy with a knife, clean cuts whenever you were forced to use it in a fight. You were a lone wolf, wandering through the underground. It was an ordinary day for you, until you were cornered by 3 large men.

"Must be the thugs I stole the meat from," you thought, remembering the meal you had a few hours ago. You pulled your cloak hood up, a cloak you stole from a military police officer who you had mugged a while back.

"You little shit," thug #1 yelled. He grabbed you by your collar, and picked you up, your feet dangling a few inches off the ground. "You think you can just steal from us and get away with it?" He howled, his foul breath reaching your nostrils.

"Well yeah, that was the plan," you said with a sly smirk. "Hey, how about I buy you some mouthwash and we call it even? It smells like you just ate dog shit." Looking quite offended, he let go of your collar, dropping you back to the ground.

"You fucking punk--" thug #2 yelled, throwing a punch at you. You swifty dodged it. Thug #1, with the dog shit breath, tried kicking you but instead, you caught his leg and flipped him. In the process, your hood had slipped off.

"So troublesome," you said,  running your fingers through your hair. You turned away.

"Forget about me sweetie?" Thug #3 said.

"Actually yeah, you blend into the shit colored brick wall," you said, pulling your hood back on.

"How un-ladylike of you," he yelled as he lunged at you. You stepped back and chuckled.

"Well, we don't need our meat back, but maybe we can sell your body parts instead," Thug #2 said, as he helped thug #1 up. They each pulled out knives, stained with crusty blood.
You chuckled again. "Ah, I wasn't looking for a fight... But if you insist," you smiled. You pulled out a knife from your boot and said, "Dance for me, shit heads."

~In an alleyway over~

"Levi, Farlan, look at this! We stole enough bread to last us two weeks!" Isabel yelled.

"Shut up, you're going to get us found," Levi snapped.

Grunts and shouts were heard from the alleyway next to them.

"....?" The three of them looked at each other with confusion.

"I'll go," Levi muttered. Using his gear, he got up to the roof with ease. He peered down, seeing three thugs and a small hooded figure. Whoever it was, was surrounded and weaponless, or so he thought. He saw them reach into their boot and pull out a knife. His eyes widened, remembering someone, who used to do the same.. He called out to Isabel and Farlan, wanting them to watch as well.

~back to you~

The three lunged at you. "How sloppy, don't you know if all three of you lunge at me all at once, you guys will end up," you swiftly ducked and escaped through a gap between their legs, "colliding?"

The three thugs ran into each other. Thug #1 and #2 had ended up stabbing each other, and thug #3 was freaking out. "BRO!" He yelled.

"So much for entertainment," you sighed. You put your knife away in your boot. You then heard voices from above you. "Hm?" You looked up, and as you did, your hood slid off.

~with Levi~

The trio watched as the figure moved out of the way of the three thugs and watched the thugs stab each other. Farlan chuckled, while Levi covered Isabel's eyes.

"Leviii!!!" She whined.

"You don't have to see three sausages kill themselves," Levi said in his bored voice.

Then...

"So much for entertainment," the hooded figure in the alley said.
That voice.

Levi and Farlan looked at each other. "W-was that..." "No, no. Impossible."

The figure looked up at them. Shit, levi thought. We were too loud.

The figure's hood slipped off, revealing (H/L) (H/C) hair and two mis-matched eyes, one red and one brown.

"(Y-Y/N)" Farlan whispered.

They would've recognized those eyes anywhere. It was the rumored, legendary underground queen. Also known as, the one who abandoned them.

Levi scoffed and Isabel's eyes widened.

"W-wait!" Isabel yelled, as you tched and walked down the alley, pulling your hood back on.

*flashback*

You pushed Levi into the wall, knife inches from his neck.

"What the fuck (Y/N), this isn't funny," Farlan yelled from behind you. You scoffed, looking into Levi's steel eyes.

"I just wanted to fucking leave, Farlan. This fucker, he won't let me. What the fuck do I owe you?!" You yelled at him.

"Calm down (Y/N)!" Isabel screamed, in tears. In the few months you stayed with them, Isabel had taken a liking to you. Seeing the one she admired most sneaking out in the middle of the night, knife to Levi, it didn't make any sense to her.

"Leave," Levi muttered.

"W-what?" Your voice faltered, was he really letting you go after he had made such a big deal out of it?

"Just go. Before I slit your throat myself," he hissed.

You stepped back, chuckling. Returning the knife to your boot, you gave them a big grin.

"See you!"

*flashback end*

They watched as your figure exited the alley.

"Damn it!" Levi yelled.

Isabel and Farlan slumped to the ground, thinking about what they just saw. They hadn't heard about "(Y/N)" for awhile, but they sure as hell heard about "The Queen" running around, wreaking havoc.

"We should go," Farlan broke the silence. "You know, before the MP starts patrol."

A voice started behind them. "We're not the MP, but we'll give you a head start."

The trio, startled, not even turning their backs, took off at remarkable speeds.

"Hmph, impressive," the blonde muttered. It was Erwin. (A/N: Incorporating this with ACWNR.)

After what seemed like hours, the trio was finally subdued.

Levi was forced to agree to join the Survey Corps, and take Isabel and Farlan with him. It was better than being sentenced to death by the MP, he supposed.

You watched from above the alleyway. "Interesting." Was all you said, as you 3DMG'd away.

-One year later, you enlisted in the military, taking rank #1 from Mikasa Ackerman-

Graduation ceremony. You were to pick a branch.

"Hey, (Y/N), are you staying?" Eren said, poking your side, earning a punch from you.

"Fucking-" you turned and saw it was Eren. "Oh, sorry. Reflexes," you smiled sheepishly as he glared at you. "Yeah, I'm joining the Survey Corps. I mean, ranking #1 and joining a branch that doesn't benefit humanity? Bullshit."

Eren smiled at you. "Good to hear."

Floods of soldiers ran from the Survey Corps enlistment, leaving you and your small group of friends, Mikasa, Eren, Armin, Reiner, Bertholdt, Jean, Sasha, Connie, Ymir, and Christa.

Erwin, the commander, gave a speech as all of you saluted. You stared, bored, at your boots. When the speech was over, you looked at commander eyebrows. Next to him, a peculiar short man was staring directly at you.

"H-hey (Y/N), why is the Corporal staring over here?" Eren said nervously.

"Dunno," you said, a devious look in your heterochromic (is that the term?) eyes.

Levi tched and looked away as soon as you locked eyes with him. "That fucking brat," he muttered.

Erwin looked pleased. "Ah, the Queen has arrived."