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  'What a dump.' Eren thought, overlooking the state of the rundown building.

  A such like many in Japan by the name of Kaname Boys high; a pact square-yout, plete with several wings. crete structure held hostage by the untrolled rampant growth of flora and moss. Windows with cracked gss, filled with old stained copper frames. White walls once proud, overrun by tags and 'artwork' of crimson. Even the ground itself bare not bare its green mantle for the world to gaze. Draped over by garbage, crete and pstiot a pyone could be proud of.

  "It used to be a lot better; people actually went here. A lifetime ago..."

  "How long?" Eren asked.

  "4 years or so. They came in. avenues for employment; some guilds offer simir services. Helping people ehe gates, training under guild banners. However, it only really helps if the guild is prestigious. They came and I got stuck with the army." Jued. A proud young mae his life being seemingly trolled by the world around, he wore a smile. A feat Eren wished to attain.

  "How do we want to do this?" Eren broke the silence.

  "Oh, U-um... I thought you were going to lead-"

  "No. This is your job I am along for the ride."

  "Well... Um we will sneak inside."

  "Yep."

  "And take out any bandits?"

  "Yep."

  "And Um, K-kill Mr. Hatori." Juated. Mr. Hatori was the bandit’s foothold into the school. Their pnted principal. After that Jun couldn't go into aail. But the name alone gave Jun visible stress, to the point of sweating. Mr. Hatori was not a pleasant person, a twisted sadist, but without any accusations or care for these boys, nobody could stop him.

  "Eren... I know you kill people. P-please don't kill any-"

  "I don't kill kids Jun." A rule that Eren decided on a long time ago. Partially fuelled by his teag studies; even without finishing his education. He khat often kids are byproducts of enviros, external influences shape them.

  Jumping the gate and through the garbage filled yard, Eren and Jun were swift in approach. A blur, a job best suited for shadows. Past vioted s and bathrooms. Young men sit around, too busy to look past themselves. Cigarettes, BO, bad deodorant just to name a few. Vices that should have never been on school grounds. Foul nguage adorhe walls all throughout the school.

  Higher and higher until they reach the top. 'Principal’s office.'

  "Are you ready?" Eren summoned his mask and gear, being the reaper before Jun's eyes.

  "Yeah, I think so." Jun in turn ed a bandana around his lower half, and a hood to keep his identity secure. The Reaper and his ward, opehe door.

  A well decorated room for a dipidated school. Two leather couches, twe armchairs with a leather upholstery, cherry wood desk with cwed feet, even a rge fridge within arm’s reach of the desk. Mr. Hatori sat by his desk, writing away.

  A bulky man, arms like trees under a white shirt; short buzzcut hair, cut look, just a bulky looking principal. Until he looked up, a squared face with a dirty stubble. Most disturbing through, his eyes. Always locked in almost a distant stare, looking past his would be assassins.

  "Well, hello there." A calm tone exuded. It hid well the murderous i beh his expression. He sauntered over to the pair, not fazed by the sight of the reaper before him. "You must be the ohat has Reiji all riled up. And a... small little sidekick." Hatori seemed particurly ied ialler bandana man.

  *Sniff* *Sniff*

  "Ahhh, that st. Jun Jiao." Eyes that once were lost in a daze, turned deadly, into an intense focus. Log onto Jun Jiao.

  "You've gone and found yourself a eacher." Hatori licked his lips. Jun stiffened but said nothing, hoping that maybe, just maybe, Hatori would doubt his own senses. But the man’s cold smile told him otherwise.

  "Don't be so ashamed Jun. that Virile aroma... Every one of my boys has a st-" As the monster seemed off-guard Eren attacked. Striking at his neck, straight for the kill. However, a shield had enveloped the principal.

  "tack. But do you think I haven't prepared for you?" Hatori smirked. Grabbing Eren's neck before tossing him against the wall. Areme dispy of strength, cratering the briterior. Jun struext with a flurry of punches, each blocked with ease.

  "Looks like we have ourselves a party. Mr. Jun. please."

  A swift punch to the sternum followed by an elbow to the back, dropped Jun to the ground. "My dear Jun, I taught you everything-" A whip cracked across the room, a shield blocked it all.

  "Oh, ho, ho, was that meant to hit me? I suspect that you've only seen those fire wielders and warriors.”

  The ring began to vibrate. A challenge, finally an oppoo keep thiing.

  "Unfortunately, I won't be much off an oppo. I've seen what you do." Mr. Hatori reached for his phone, ready to dial a number.

  *Crack* * Snap*

  The whip made no marks on the man.

  A sirehrough the school. Rumbling began in the distance. A horde fast approached.

  "I have been waiting for this day."

  Students flooded the hallway, blog entry a. Scowls of malice for any intruder.

  "Well boys, go on!" Hatori ordered his 'students'.

  They surged forward, kig and throwing wild pu Jun and Ere hoht jabs, high kicks. Any strike, no matter how uncoordinated or haphazardly thrown, inteo strike with brutal force.

  "OI! FUCKERS!" Wild fmes surged, crashing with tremendous momentum through the narrow halls. Nearly taking out his sates.

  Rights as again, Eren threw punches and kicks; not intending to kill, but keep them down. While his whip ed, tripping them over.

  *Crack*

  Bones break behind a punch to the skull mask.

  "Aghhh!" A screaming boy ran back clutg his broken hand. *Smash* A jaw split after taking a kick to the face.

  *Crack*

  Another nose breaks after another blow from a left hook. Eren was although viscous, not lethal in his attacks. Jun however, struggled to hold himself back. Each strike smashing faces or too weak to even move the students.

  "Outside." Eren leaped through the top window, rolling through the yard.

  "THE COWARDS RUNNING!"

  Jun joined him, the yard provided much more room for them. The pair only had to wait a few seds before the rumbling dowairs. They could nearly pinpoint through the walls where they would be.

  "Are you able to hold yourself back?" Eren had to be sure.

  "I'm sorry master, I keep trying-"

  "The bodies will start to pile up if this isn't finished soon."

  "Wait, Master. A challenge. Challeori; that will make them stop."

  'A challenge?'

  Before either could react, the horde reached the yard. With a dash a student blitzed Eren, at the speed of sound pung i. A follow up, Eren threw him down. Twisting his ah a crack.

  "Arghhhh!" Followed by a ko the face.

  The students surrounded Eren and Jun, all with burning auras around their form.

  "A challehe reaper ordered. The bloodlust dissipated for a moment.

  "Oh, a challenge for me?" Hatori made his way through a sea e filled young men, eyes returning to its a thousand-yard stare.

  "It’s been years sineone had the guts to challenge me. Well, I suppose what kind of teacher would I be if I didn't set an example."

  "Although, I see that my boys haven't died yet. If you defeat my top student then... you fight me." The students fell into hushed whispers.

  "Yuri..." With the mention of that he crowd seemed to desd into silence, almost reverence.

  A boy walked out from the mairance, shorter in stature pared to his peers. Bck hair that spiked up like a fme, with ser sharp eyes.

  A pin high school shirt that barley fit over his shorter form, apanied by two taller figures. Boys well over 6 foot, his right; a bloh a duck tale and aviators, the left; short bck hair, almost shaved. Even their frames towered over Yuri's shorter size.

  "Here he is, my little champion." Hatestured with a pat on the back. Although it made Yuri flinch, it was a teroke of twisted affe.

  "Yuri, do your master proud."

  Yuri rushed Eren, throwing a jab which Eren dodged easily. Erealiated with a quick jab to the face followed by an uppercut to the gut. Yuri stumbled back clutg his stomach.

  "Fuck!" Eren swung again aiming for the head. The punch is parried with a swift punch to the mask, the force strohan any of the previous students. Eren steadied himself, taking a defeance.

  "You'll have to try better than that, ya skull faced fucker."

  , Yuri did something strange. Not taking up any guard or stance he ran towards Eren, slowly pig up momentum until his began to turn into an explosive dash. Yuri sent Eren back with an explosive punch.

  "YEAHHHHHHH!" The audience roared as Ere back. "Give up old man, leave me and my boys alone." Yuri decred, striking another blow.

  A kick, A punch, a kick, faster and faster, harder, and harder. Each bloowerful rather than a form driven martial art. Eren could have easily ehis fight with a strike from his whip. Even the ring wahe boy's death.

  'Now' Eren blocked a kick, parrying with a krike. Hyperextending Yuri's leg. "Arghh!" Another ter, Eren pulled bad threw an elbow. Crashing into Yuri's chest with a crack, ribs were broken, throwing him to the ground.

  "Stop." The reaper ordered.

  "Fuck You!" With a cp of his fists a beam, bright yellow fired upwards. Eren's own ribs felt as if they had been bsted with a shotgun. Eren staggered into the dirt, nearly crashing to the ground as well.

  "Fuck Yeah! Fuck Em up Yuri!" Yelled the taller bloo his feet Yuri circled his prey like a shark.

  "You wanna die, don't ya? I thought the reaper would be an epic battle, but I guess that's all bullshit." Yuri cocked his arms like a shotgun ready to unleash its bst.

  "Finish him my 'dear little Yuri'."

  Those wave pause to Yuri. Which was all Eren needed.

  The bone whip flung forward, colling around Yuri's neck. Pulling him down with great forto the dirt pitch. A small gasp and choke broke through Yuri's lips. The crowd feel bato silence as the 'top dog' was tamed.

  Eren mounted On Yuri's back, holding firm with a knee. "One ce, do you want Hatori dead?" Yuri twisted his head to look up. A broken look across his face, both stunned and relieved at the prospect.

  "Y-ye-s..."

  "Py dead." With a feigug Yuri dropped limp to the ground. Ag as if he'd been choked out.

  Eren rose, no cheers, no roars, just a deafening silence.

  "You are quite talented. I would have loved to have you on my roster." Mr. Hatori was impressed. Strutting with pride into the arena.

  "..." The reaper was silent.

  "Oh well, time to show you-"

  "GAAAAAAAAARGH!" Yuri grabbed at his principal’s kwisting it as far as he could. Falling to the ground with a stunned expression.

  "Y-Yuri! You little bitch!" Yuri stood above his tormentor. Pung with light fists. Hattori's shield was holding but clearly the force of the impact could still be felt.

  Over and over until

  *CRACK*

  A fist smashed through to Hattori's faose bent inwards; cheek bloodied. Yuri broke the ward.

  Punch after punch decimated Hattori's face. Red became redder, until bd blue took over. Cries went unheard.

  "ARHHHHHG." Yuri screamed, each punch was a message e, pain, sadness. No more would this man torment anyone again. The world blurred as rage ed him, drowning out the muffled cries of his former tormentor. And then, as if from a far-off pce, he felt a hale but firm—grip his wrist.

  "Stop."

  "LET GO!" Yuri wrestled with the reaper. Turning to him, his eyes beginning to water. A story told without utterance, a deep pain that hopefully would be mended somewhat by an abuser’s downfall. The reaper beed to his two followers. Both nodded, helping Yuri. Still enraged, yet sadness further taking him. Anguished, sobs of many years’ worth, bawling down his cheeks.

  The crowd dispersed, unsure whether to stay at school or flee.

  Only Hattori y, breath barley esg his mangled mouth. It would almost be a mercy to kill him, yet the ring was asking for him.

  It began its ritual of reag out its tendrils to e the dying man.

  The tendrils devoured his remains leaving nothing but the blood of his beatings.

  "Thank you, Master." Jun bowed deeply.

  "These boys... what they suffered. Did you?"

  "No, he would only beat me. Others..." enfinished.

  "Good work today."

  Eren took his leave, barely able to stand from the pain in his chest. Like a force was crushing his ribcage. At least he had done good today.

  Possibly the first real good he has done since being a Reaper. In another lifetime Eren would have loved to help these boys. As a reaper it just doesn't cut it, only power and violence will.

  ***

  Eren pushed on his door, exhaustion at his heels. Multiple ribs clearly broken. But, will heal quickly thanks to his reaper physiology.

  The TV was bring through the door, "Your kidding..." To his right was Emi and Lucifer watg Battle idol. Emi sitting hugging a pillow, hard. Lucifer on his knees just beh the s. Eyes aglow with wonderment and amazement at the young idols.

  To the left however, a mess of pots and pans, opened packages and half cooked food. A co that her member could make even slightly edible.

  "Ooh Eren, your back." Lucifer said without taking his eyes off the s. Eren's eyes twitched in frustration.

  "M-make sure you pay close attention..." Emi's eyes as well held the same sparkle as lucifers.

  "You said you would prepare dinner..."

  "Oh dinner. Yes dinner. I got a little bit sidetracked... Oh my Isn’t this thrilling? Look at the chraphy, the es. It's fwless~"

  Eren sighed, rubbing his temples. "Right. Guess I’m cooking then."

  The kit was getting worse the longer he looked at it, dreading the idea of even making a start on this.

  'Lucifer 't cook either...' It was strange, a creature of aethereal grace, long living, capable of miracles and one of his many fws; the inability to cook.

  At least the fridge was full- full of useless ingredients. Briming with multiple seafood from 5 different tries. No fruits, Vegetables barley sisting of half an onion and quartered cauliflower.

  'And the st time I give him money.' Eren grumbled lightly banging his head against the fridge.

  Despite it all; he looked at the pair, Emi was enjoying her show with pany, a truly rare moment. A genuine smile peaked from beh her frown.

  'Perhaps that's two for today.'

  AnnouEND ARbsp;

  MaskedManNull