The bright and heated sun rays hitting his back.
The sound of peaceful waves gently hitting the shore.
Resting on a cold, large boulder that made him feel drowsy,
Inhaling the fresh air that had a scent of the salty sea.
Listening to the seagulls sqwak as they fly above the land.
It was a great day for him.
Or so he thought it was.
Almost dozing off into sleep, the teenager shot back up once he heard a loud bang. Turns out it was just the harbor men loading in some boxes that carried who knows what inside. It was a good thing he was lying down on a large boulder, shallow enough for half of his body to be dipped into the water to keep him hydrated. It distanced him from the rest of the humans. Who knows what would happen if they spotted him.
Seeing as another ship approaching the coast, the brunet immediately dived into the salty water, hiding behind the rock he was laying on, making sure he went unnoticed. As the giant wooden object appeared to be dangerously close, he duck his head underwater and swam deep into the sea, fishtail swishing back and forth. Didn’t expect him to be non-human, huh?
Well now his time of spectating the humans was over, he swam through arches made out of rocks and large parties of fish who seemed to annoyingly be in the way. Stopping to take a break, he noticed a small black object slowly descending with bubbles of air following its lead. Maybe it was another ‘thing’ that fell from one of the ships. But…something was off…the object seemed to be moving…
' Oh no. ’
Immediately swimming towards the moving ‘object’, he noticed it was a live human being drowning. How did this occur? Maybe it was that ship from earlier that had dropped him? Now wasn’t the time to think. He had to save this man’s life, even if it meant him getting caught. Firmly wrapping his right arm around the male’s waist, he swam towards the surface as fast as he could because it seemed the man was unconscious from the lack of air.
Bursting out of the water, he looked in every direction for land then down at the unconscious male who seemed to be in pain. Noticing the faint scent of blood, he saw a large silver sword stabbed through his stomach. Now he had to work ten times as harder if he wanted the man to live. He had no choice other than to swim back to the coast. A lot of humans were lurking there so he would risking his life. Though he already made it this far so he wasn’t giving up.
Only a few measly minutes had past and they made it near the bay area. Unsure of what to do now, he was afraid if he got too close, he would be spotted and captured. He had no knowledge of how the human body worked nor medical treatment. His only hope was to dump him on the sand and hope for someone to spot him then retreat as fast as he can, Luckily, the plan worked. Hiding behind the boulder he was laying on before, a female having a walk with her child saw the man and immediately called for help which relieved Eren.
Seeing now the man was in good care, he dived into the water and swam over to his marked property and rest. After all, he did have an exhausting day.
Noises.. He heard someone talking. Who could it have been? Well.. You don’t know until you open your eyes.. Come on, you can open them.
After awhile of pep talk to himself in his head, he finally worked up the strength to open up his eyes. Why was the task so difficult? Its just opening eyes.. Why does he feel so tired? Like nearly all of the life of him was drained.
Blinking to get used to the light, he stared up at the white ceiling with small cracks forming. It would take about about a year or two for the building’s owner to notice and try to fix it before the ceiling would collapse in. Speaking of building… Where the hell was he exactly?
Sitting up, he nearly fell back because of the sudden muscle spasm in his waist. He looked down to see some bandages wrapped around his waist and above. A spot was soaked in fresh blood. Maybe that’s why he feels so drained…
"Please don’t move. You’ll make your injury worse."
A voice spoke. It was just a girl who was dressed in a nurses attire, holding a roll of fresh new bandages. He figured she knew some things about proper medical care, so he obeyed and remained still.
After getting the fresh bandages and asking about his whereabouts and what happened, he could rest with some ease about knowing what was going on. He was also told that he would heal within a few weeks.
Levi was leaning against a boulder down by the ocean, staring across the water and the stormy gray clouds that surrounded the area. He should get to ‘home’ or more likely cover soon before the storm hits.
Out of boredom, he picked up a nice sized rock that was pretty smooth, and threw it into the water. And the most strangest thing happened.. He heard someone say an ‘Ouch’, but their voice sounded like the were underwater.. Approaching the water, he crouched down to inspect. But he didn’t see anything— Or anyone..