A/N: I know that Petra, Oluo, Eld and Gunther are dead but let's just pretend they aren't in this fic… :)

Sorry for not being around for a while. I've been doing a LOT of other stuff.

Chapter One: No Escape

Levi lazily wrapped his hand around the reigns of his horse – Marka – and walked towards where the others were going to meet. Today was like all those other bland days, since Levi's team was supposed to do a simple, round-the-clock checkup on the interior areas, making sure that no titans had gotten through. It was simple.

That's what bored Levi.

Eren, Jean, Mikasa, Armin, Oluo, Petra, Gunther and Eld all showed up within ten minutes, and the group left out into the open fields within another twenty minutes. A shallow, light fog had blanketed over the earth. Trees stood proudly in the distance, their leaves fallen as autumn began to turn into winter. Levi frowned at the sight of his own misty breath as the group mounted their horses and galloped away.

The wind whistled past them, singing in their ears as they whizzed by on their horses. Eren and Mikasa were discussing something in the back, while Petra and Oluo bickered about another thing. Levi, however, just stayed ahead of the group and tried to ignore their ignorant conversations.

The team was approaching a forest, and Levi began to shout commands. "Petra, Eld and Oluo, go left. Mikasa, Armin and Gunther, go right. Eren, Jean and I will go straight. Meet up at the clearing at the end of the forest. Move out!"

He could hear the faint 'yes sirs' through the quickly multiplying fog, the density growing more and more, making it even harder to see. Eren and Jean followed right behind him, taking up the seriousness of the situation.

Within minutes, it was so foggy and so impossible to see, Levi could barely make out Jean and Eren, even though he was arms length away from them. "Stay together. We need to get out of here, now." Levi kept his voice low. He felt so exposed without his ability to see; like a titan could come from the shadows and eat him whole right then and there.

Suddenly, the three felt footsteps, massive ones – it was probably a small herd – two or three titans approaching them. They all turned just in time to see three, seven-or-so-meter titans clearing past the fog and running straight for them.

"3DMG! Now!" Levi screamed, and all of them went up into the trees within seconds of each other. The horses were gone in another couple of moments, leaving the three soldiers hanging in the trees above the titans.

"Damn…" Jean cursed, frowning as he hung in between two massive trees, titans right below him, chomping at the air and walking around in small circles, trying to get to him. Eren held tightly onto the tree his 3DMG had attached itself to. Levi stood on a tree branch and drew his dual swords. Eren seemed to get the memo and he drew as well. Jean, however, continued to hang, like bait.

"Stay there, Jean, we're coming to help!" Eren called. Jean glared at him.

"You make it sound like I need your help! I'm your bait! You two, kill 'em!" Jean snapped back at Eren.

Levi rolled his eyes and then, faster than lightning it seemed, he leapt forward, his 3DMG throwing him straight where he wanted to go. He spun at such intense speeds, slicing out the nape of two of the titans' necks. Their bodies dropped to the ground lifelessly as the steam rose up, blending in with the layers of fog – which slowly began to clear.

The small captain rounded back and landed on another thick tree branch. Eren went for the last titan while Levi looked behind him, feeling the ground shaking again. In to view came another titan – one that was running at full speed right at them, a disgusting, terrifying smile spreading from ear to ear.

"An abnormal…" Levi muttered under his breath. He went for it and he easily whipped around it, ready to hit the nape of the monster's neck. But before he could, the titan made an unexpected move and it threw a fist up at Levi, just barely missing him. "…what the hell!" The captain reversed his direction and his body was jerked back to the safety of a tree branch.

Or so he thought…

The titan leapt up and cut the tree branch into millions of tiny pieces, like glass shards of a broken wine glass. Levi barely had time to react, using the 3DMG to try and escape, but the titan reached out and grabbed his arm between it's thumb and index finger. Levi winced at the crushing pain but decided to ignore it. He drove the sword through the titan's hand, but it didn't seem to notice as his other hand grabbed Levi's body, his plump fingers wrapping around him entirely.

Shit… Levi mentally cursed. …no way in hell I'm going to be eaten!

Using his other sword, he sliced through each finger within one sweep, and the sausages of melting skin and muscle landed on the ground with a couple of thumps. Levi now stood on the titan's head, holding onto his hair as he dodged the flying hands which tried to grab at him.

"Where the hell is Eren? And Jean? The rest of them…" Levi narrowly ducked a sweeping finger. "…where are they?"

He could barely make out Eren and Jean through the fog. They were being swarmed by at least ten fifteen-meter titans. It was impossible…

…it was a coordinated attack.

While Levi was distracted, the titan grabbed Levi's green cape and pulled him into the monster's field of view. Levi made a move to grab two more blades, but before he could, he was falling through the air, dropping to the ground.

The titan grabbed him by his 3DMG as soon as he let Levi go. He heard the sound of the metal being crushed in the titan's fingers, and then the tugging of the gear being yanked off the straps and tossed like a measly piece of trash. The titan then tightened his grip around Levi, crushing his ribs, squeezing the air from his lungs.

And then he was thrown to the ground.

He hit the cold, damp earth with such force that he saw stars. He rolled and finally stopped, laying face down, his arms at his sides and his uniform stained with mud and grass stains. His eyes stared at the scenery ahead of him – the titan slowly approaching him, dropping down to it's hands and knees and staring at him with that same annoying, horrible, goddamned smile.

But all he could do was look it right in the eye. He felt paralyzed. Not by fear, not by pain, but because he was broken. He could feel it. His shattered ribs, his broken bones, his destroyed and mutilated organs.

He was broken.

A/N: Eh?