“That isn't funny Drake.”
A warm voice sipped into Eren’s ears pulling him out of his head. He looked up and standing before him with cherry red hair and enthralling violet eyes was Tiana Taylor, his long-time crush. 'Damn it.' There was a difference between getting humiliated before a couple of dozen mindless students and getting humiliated before the only girl you could ever see yourself with. Eren would have preferred to be shot a hundred times over rather than to have been in his current situation. 'What was she even doing here?' "I don't understand, and what exactly have I done?" Drake said feigning ignorance with an eerie grin. He had his hands held up in innocence like he had nothing to do with the situation. "Listen red-hair, Eren and I are just having some harmless fun, right buddy?" Eren raised his head at the mention of his name. Drake had a wicked grin on his face as he searched Eren’s eyes for any form of defiance. Eren stared right back immediately reading the bully's thoughts like he had spoken them out loud. 'Speak out of line and I'll hurt you even more.' It was written clear as day on Drake’s smile, it seemed all he had to do was not answer and he'd get to keep his head. It didn't matter if Tiana– his crush was there or not, it wasn't like she would be there when Drake and his goons would beat him, it would be better if he simply just went along and saved his skin. In anger and humiliation, Eren dropped his head unable to answer. There was a short pause in the hallway as Tiana searched for Eren’s eyes, wondering if he was truly going to sit by and watch them mock his mother's memory. "Yeah, we're just playing around." Tears threatened to fall out of Eren’s eyes as he uttered those words. He had let these bastards trample on his mother's memory just so he could save his skin, it felt like his heart was about to split in two. Involuntary tears escaped his eyelids. "You hear that Tiana...we're just kidding around. And besides what did we say that was so wrong did you not see his mum. Damn she was smoking hot, both before and after the explosion." As Drake said that there was another eruption of laughter, the hallway breaking out into hysteria once again, while Eren stood at its centre tears falling out of his eyes. He hated them for that. He wished nothing than to make them beg for mercy but there was nothing he could do. He was weak and powerless, he had learned a long time ago that the weak would always be nothing but the soil beneath the feet of the strong. All he could do was watch in pain while he suited himself and his weakness. Tiana stood watching as Eren released whimpers, his silent scream shrouded by the roars of laughter the hallway made at his expense. Standing there while they mocked him all Tiana could feel for him was disgust and pity, knowing she had at least tried her best she walked away not turning to face him even once. Eren watched as she walked away with teary eyes, wishing the earth would come alive and swallow him whole right at that moment. But unfortunately, he was left to deal with Drake. When the brute had gotten enough, he and his goons dragged Eren out of the school premises. After some time, Eren desperately asked; "Where are you all taking me?" It was only natural. They had never taken him this far from the school premises just to beat him up. "If I were you, I'd be memorizing the way back so you can drag yourself home when we're done with you." One of the goons said as they snickered. It wasn't long before Eren could see a massive metal gate slightly opened from the side. Above the gate sat a signboard with ‘Junkyard’ written boldly on it. As they walked into the junk site, dismantled cars and scraps of metal littered the ground, the site had this eerie atmosphere as the sun slowly began to set. They soon appeared in a clearing of sorts surrounded by broken-down vehicles. Drake shoved Eren roughly sending him to the ground with a loud thud. There was no decorum as both goons rushed him like he was an injured lamb. Fist and feet came flying hitting Eren in all the wrong places. There was no pause between their punches, each one carrying just as much weight as the last. Then Drake released a soft whistling sound from his lips and both thugs immediately held back their fists. While Eren lay sprawled on the ground holding onto his aching sides, Drake made slow strides towards him a wicked grin etched on his rather handsome face. He squatted till he was eye level with Eren, then in one fluid motion pulled back his lustrous locks of weather blonde hair so his dark eyes were staring right into Eren. With a thud, Drake struck Eren’s nose with his head shattering his nostrils. Eren pulled back in agony as blood streaked out of his broken nose. He had barely regained himself before Drake struck him against the side of his head. Eren had always dreaded Drake's hands. It felt almost like they were made for just hurting, maybe it was because he always let his goons start before joining in or maybe it was simply because he had been doing this for far too long. Either way, Drake held a dark understanding of how to hurt a man and he never shied away from using it on Eren. Still, Eren endured. He had faced this before, in fact, he had gotten his ass beaten up more times than he had taken a shit so he was used to it. But there was something that bugged Eren, and that was the fact that Drake had long since passed the usual time limit of his beatings. How long were they planning on beating him? It wasn't long till Drake finally spoke; "I'm so happy today Eren, you have no idea... I mean I've finally gotten accepted into the Winchester school for awakened. Isn’t that great?" Eren looked up at him his brows raised in agony as he wordlessly begged for an end to this torture. He didn't give a shit if Drake was accepted into Congress all he wanted was for him to stop, but that wasn't up to him. "I'll become an awakened hero, defending our nation... while you'll end up mopping floors, how strange is fate." As he said that he stood to his feet, pulled down his pants and peed all over Eren’s bleeding head. At least now it seemed it was over. "The only thing that feels wrong now is the fact that I can't fuck your slut of a mum. Too bad she had to die so young and without any action." Drake said, chuckling as he walked away. Suddenly he could hear footsteps approaching him and when he turned he could see Eren running at him with a metal pipe held tightly in his hands. He swung at Drake but the bastard dodged with relative ease immediately grabbing the pipe and sticking Eren right in the head. The force he used shattered Eren’s skull, the white of his eyes turning blood red before he fell. Drake froze in panic, he tried to reach out for Eren but his goons had already begun fleeing the scene. Eren lay in a pool of his blood dying a slow painful death. When his blood touched his mother's amulet, the dim red crystal began to brighten, sucking up all of Eren's blood and instantly killing him before combusting into a ray of sparks. Then in his unconscious state, Eren heard some strange words. [System alert: You have died!] [System alert: Your blood has been absorbed!]. [Blood refining in process] [Blood refining halted!] [You have entered the Dream state]
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“Samantha Dennin." A female security officer poked her head into the gymnasium of the Academy, looking around for her. “Lord William had requested your audience. Immediately."Samantha stood up abruptly, looked at the officer, and offered her a curt nod of affirmation before removing her gym towel from her neck and following the Security officer out of the gymnasium.The air outside the gym was crispy and cold. Samantha could hear winter’s whisper from the wind and the cold.She smiled as she breathed in the fresh air. She looked forward, and in the distance, she could see the towering building, The Titan, where William Winchester's office was. She was not at a loss about what was going to happen. The new academic session of Winchester Academy started a few days before, and she had hoped that she would be able to participate in it, but William Winchester hadn't said anything yet. For her, whatever William Winchester said would determine the course of her life.“Come in." She hear
Letting Bygones Be Bygones
It had been three days since the battle, and the Academy was still buzzed with the news of the Great Fight as the students tagged it. Construction started immediately after the fight, and students joined in to make it faster and more effective. The sun shone brighter, and the people were happier. As William had briefed the media, the enemy was incapacitated and wouldn't be coming back. While it shined sunshine and rainbows, doom spelled darkness in the deepest parts of the Academy prison yards. In a state-of-the-art prison, Silas sat, locked up by order of the Awakened judiciary, until his judgment. Vatican Sol was also locked with him. The only problem that the Academy had was the runaway father and son. Edward Dennin and his son, Trevor Dennin. Finding them was becoming a problem because of Edward Dennin's expertise in hiding. However, William made sure that the security team wouldn't rest until they found them both. This became their motivation to look harder and find
The Fall Of Silas Homer
Zachary raised his head and was face to face with Silas. He desperately struggled to keep his breath going. He had held on for more than five minutes, waiting for nothing. He just wanted to keep Silas Homer busy so he would not pursue Eren. Eren stood around thirty steps away, transfixed. Zachary understood that he needed more time and was willing to help him obtain it. Zachary had two things that made him determined. The first one was that nothing would happen to his son for as long as he was conscious on the battlefield, and the second was that he wouldn't die until he explained the actual situation to his son.“You think you're all it?" Zachary asked, a disgusted look on his face. Silas's eyes widened like a madman's, obviously not accepting of what Zachary said. “I'm better than a weakling like you!" He shouted. “The world does not need weaklings. You all do nothing more than infest the world with your weakness. It's sickening.”Zachary rasped and chuckled, his face amused.
Father & Son, Face To Face
Night was fast approaching, but the fire of war still burned bright on the summit. Fights continued in different places and spots as MANNA burst forth in various ways and diverse strengths. Despite the bloody battlefield, the colors in the sky splashed out in equipoise. The blues and green and orange, the sky prided itself in its contrast to the mortality of men. The sky looked upon the men of the ground with pity as they stole life from one another and sent their souls to nowhere.Eren Trost ran into the battlefield with a roar of rage and snatched the Helm of Tyrants from Silas Homer, yanking it from his head. The older man didn't notice that a few of his hair was torn along with it. His pride and trust in the Helm of Tyrant were going to be his doom, and he didn't know it yet. Slowly, the great level of MANNA, which was running through his veins and synced with blood, left him. Realizing that he had been rid of the power he depended on, Silas Homer looked around in haste, des
Blood & Betrayal
The day was beginning to bleed into the evening, but the fighting field retained its activity. Jared Khan was faced by his children at the eastern end of the fighting field. Kathlyn had her hand on her hip as she faced her father, angrily questioning him about his decisions.“Dad! You don't have to do this.” She ran towards him to stop him from hurting innocent people. Jared Khan ignored them and tossed the guard he had just beaten up, who had slumped to the side. After he saw that the space around him was empty and no guard or soldier was standing that he could attack or fight with, he reluctantly faced his children.“Father, " Drake started. “Why are you doing this?” He transformed back and stood behind his sister, hoping that she could knock him back into reality.Drake had always believed Kathlyn to be their father's favorite. Growing up, she always got their father's love and attention, which was different from his experience. Drake hoped that his sister's being more loved
Way Down We Go 2
Eren kept his gaze on Sid. Not out of caution but to seek his little bit of regret. But he got nothing. Despite his rage and anger-infused questions, Sid didn't respond; he just retained his blank, emotionless look, further enraging Eren.“Say something!" Eren shouted again, hoping Sid would respond and, at the least, tell him why he was doing what he was. Why did he choose to follow Silas despite his sinister plans to destroy the Awakened society and the world as they knew it?Despite Eren's hurt, which he deliberately ignored to focus on restoring his image, finding Silas, returning the Helm of Tyrants, and finding the truth behind his mother's death, he wanted to believe that Sid wasn't doing it voluntarily. He wanted to believe that he had a reason why he betrayed his trust and followed Silas“I have nothing to say to you, Eren," Sid said, unsheathing his daggers tucked in the leather pouch. Eren's face slowly pulled into a confused frown, and he wracked his head, trying to
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