Eren vs Ethan Prologue

Ethan Thomas vs Eren Yeager

Prologue: They all fall down

Wall Rose, Castle Utgard, hidden basement

Eren Yeager wakes up in a bathtub full of lukewarm water stained pink with blood. Sitting up in the tub, Eren rubs his eyes to try and get rid of the sleep that clings to his consciousness. 

He gasps and begins to shiver. Suddenly nervous, the normally angry boy checks his body for any signs of injury; fearful from Jean's stories about organ thieves running out of Wall Sina. He's got a few scratches and bruises on him, nothing that would indicate organ loss; and certainly nothing that would account for the amount of blood in the cold bathwater. 

Cold light from a fluorescent fixture flickers and casts the room in shadows that wink away but never fully vanish. The effect disorients the already woozy Eren and he slips and falls back into the bloody water. 

This has the effect of returning him back to his angry self, and soon Eren jumps out of the water, splashing the once white tiles pink. 

The boy pants and his legs feel shaky. He puts a blood dripping hand to his brow and pulls back his unruly hair from his eyes. The room is cold and his head hurts very badly, like a stampede of titans kicked around his head like a soccer ball. 

Wincing in pain, Eren notices a dozen stitches across the back of his hand; his movements were pulling at the crude stitches made of dental floss. 

Ring-ring!

The member of the Recon Corps jumps in fright at the sound of an old antique telephone ringing. 

Ring-ring!

Shambling much like a zombie, the weak and weary Eren goes over to the phone which is covered in dust and cobwebs; nobody's touched this thing in years. 

A third set of rings finally gets Eren to pick up the receiver and put it to his ear. His eyes are wide and he doesn't know what to expect from the other end of the line. 

"Don't talk, time is of the essence," comes the voice over the line, "Right now you're wanted for murder, an army of chaos and an army of order are going to fight in your lands and worst of all the Recon Corps is compromised." 

"Who--

"Didn't I say don't talk?" chuckled the man on the line, with more than a hint of menace in his mirthless laughter, "Trust Mikasa but don't trust Armin, they've already gotten to him."

"But Armin is--

"Interrupt me one more time and you will regret it," hisses the voice, "Now, I don't expect you to understand what's going on, but if you want to stop humanity's extinction in these walls I suggest you pay attention. Very soon, people are going to start transforming into Titans within the walls." 

It sounds so unbelievable that Eren almost can't take it seriously, but the man's voice on the phone hypnotizes him. He nods, almost like the man on the phone was watching him somehow. 

"Find these people before they turn, just follow the trail of blue meth. It's wonderful stuff, but it needs the help of sonic emitters to complete the transformation. Destroy as many of the sonic emitters as you can and you can . . . slow your enemies down." 

Eren's head is spinning. Blue Meth? Sonic emitters?

"I've got to go. If you can prove that you are the deadliest warrior, then maybe I'll contact you with more information."

The phone line goes dead and Eren is left naked, cold and confused with the last twenty four hours of his memory totally blank. 

As Eren struggles to remember what happened to him, something strange happens. His wounds heal, leaking steam as they do . . . just like a titan. 

Wall Sina, slum district, underworld level

Hannes head is driven through a TV screen and killed instantly. A few zaps of electricity stop his heart and he buys it. 

Burn in hell, you piece of shit. 

Special Agent Ethan Thomas looks over the members of the Garrison he had to kill; all of them influenced by the Oro's sonic powers to become violent psychopaths. Despite the defeats that Ethan dealt them, the cult's power has grown; now putting out tentacles into the walled city on Saturn's moon Titan. 

As Ethan goes over the bodies, he finds something of interest, "Rosa, we've got a body here," he calls over the com link. 

"One of the garrison?" asks the women. 

"No, someone cut up and tortured. Looks like this poor sap found out too much and the influenced killed him." The body is mutilated, hardly recognizable save for the fact that he's wearing the uniform of the Scounting Legion. 

Upon closer examination, Ethan sees claw marks on the body; like the killer scratched deep enough to rip skin and subcutaneous tissue out. From the placement of the nail marks, it looks like the killer was roughly the same size as the victim and--wait!

Ethan sees it, under the fingernails of the vic are scraps of human flesh, and a bit of fabric. 

using his forensics kit, Ethan pries the fabric from under the vic's nails. Opening the small scrap of fabric, Ethan sees that it's part of a name tag." 

"Yeager," Ethan reads from the torn, bloody scrap of fabric. 

Imperium of Man, 

Cypher hung up his beat up old cell phone. Reception on hive worlds is terrible, but Hive Fenksworld is the only place the can call Eren Yeager from. 

Time is short, events are moving out of control and even the archenemy is frightened. The Fallen angel of the Space Marines sighs and pulls out his plasma pistol. "Manipulating friends, killing enemies, universal destruction at hand . . . another day at work. 

Then he was gone, just as the Flood and Eldar arrived on the unfortunate hive world.