Ackerman's and Titan's
Kenny. Kenny Ackerman.
That was his surname. Ackerman.
Levi sat at a table, his cup of black tea slowly going cold. He would drink it, but he was too caught up in that letter. After that letter, he had gotten a personal one from The Owl again.
They had told him that he was a Ackerman. That he was related to Kenny and Mikasa. The Ackerman's were immune to the Founder, which is why they were hunted.
'Guess that explains why the brat was afraid of me.' When he and Hanji had been still talking Jaeger, he wouldn't be so afraid with Hanji. With Levi, he was. He looked at his direction in fear. If they did finally came into contact, Levi would ask him if he resented him if given the chance.
He finally grabbed his cup and drank it, not minding the cold tea unlike the other times. The door was forced open by Hanji, who sat down at a table as well.
"How are you holding up?" They asked, fiddling with a paper.
"Well, I guess."
Hanji let their fist support their chin, their eyes down casted. Levi finally broke the silence, "The fuck is wrong, Hanji?"
". . . Titan's," they finally spoke, "They. . ."
Oh, that. After the meeting, Levi had gone back to his room. He had always killed Titan's without a second thought. To think that they used to be humans. . . shit. He's been killing humans this whole time. According to The Owl, they were trapped in a endless nightmare with no escape.
Hanji forced a smile and said, "We were putting them out of their misery, right? That way, they wouldn't have to keep on. . ."
"Humans, Hanji," he growled, "I've been killing people this whole time. None of that makes me feel better."
Hanji sighed before trying to change the subject, "Ackerman, huh? One of the new recruits is named Mikasa Ackerman. Do you think that. . . ?"
"Yeah, not to mention she's related to me and Kenny,"
"HOLD UP!" They shouted as they propelled themselves out of their seat, ignoring Levi's small 'Keep it down, Shitty Glasses'. "YOUR A ACKERMAN!?"
"I said keep it down! And yes. The Owl said I am."
They sat down and put a hand on their face before a genuine smile crept across their visage, "At least you have some family to bond with. Why don't you go talk to Mikasa?"
". . . Maybe."