To Hell and Back (Levi x Reader)

17

Cold. I feel nothing but coldness. I was inside a void, transported to another place. There's nothing in there, no light, no color, nothing. I can't see my hands in front of me and it feels like I'm floating.

Am I just a conscience?

Even though there was only darkness surrounding me, I felt at peace. I don't feel an ounce of tiredness or any negative emotions. It feels good to be in this void.

The more I stayed here, the better I feel. I could stay in here forever. Wait. If I just got here, where did I come from? That question didn't sit right with me because I don't know the answer. Did I come from somewhere else?

I think I know but I can't remember. I can't remember. Do I need to remember? I feel at ease at this place. Where I come from couldn't possibly be better than this.

I just can't seem to shake the feeling that something is not right but I can't place my finger on it. I think I forgot something. What is it? Is it something worth worrying about?

"(Y/n)"

What was that? I can hear a voice calling someone's name but it sounded so far I almost didn't catch it were it not for the vast emptiness of this space—you are bound to catch any changes from the constant pattern of nothingness.

"(Y/n)"

The voice called again but it was louder this time and almost demanding, demanding for a reply. I couldn't see a single person here but I keep hearing a voice.

Who is it calling? There's no one else here but it certainly couldn't be me, that isn't my name. Hold on...what is my name? It's also a thing that I forgot. Does it matter though? But what if I'm the one being called.

"Y/n!"

Pain rushed through the side of my face and it spread everywhere. Something struck me making me suddenly aware of my body. I couldn't understand how the pain on my cheek traveled on every limb and muscle up to my bones.

I instantly closed my eyes after a second of opening them. The lights were too bright, almost blinding me. Getting my eyes assaulted brings a fresh, new pain in my head.

All I could feel is hot pain and I'm not sure if I'm paralyzed or I just can't move a muscle temporarily. I peeked through my lashes, testing the waters and letting my eyes adjust.

There's someone in front of me, their face too close to my own. Their lips were moving but I can't hear a thing. Shit. Di I go deaf? I saw them raise their hand to my face and I felt them tapping my cheeks lightly.

"...okay?" The sound came back to me little by little until I could hear background noises at last. My vision cleared and there were more people in front of me than I thought.

"Hange? What time is it?" I asked and it was strange to hear my own voice, it sounded so raspy and it made me realize my throat was dry.

"Almost midnight. Welcome back." Hange had a breath of relief, smiling at me. "Thought we lost you there for a second."

"What do you mean you almost lost me?" The setting confused me. Why are all these people staring down on me while I slept? My eyes roamed behind Hange to identify the people behind her, all with worried expressions on their faces.

"Springer." I said when I saw Connie hiding at the back. He flinch at his name being called out but also hurriedly walked to my side.

"Yes, captain?" He squeaked.

"Get me a damn glass of water, my throat is cracking at how dry it is." Connie was relieved that it was all I asked, probably worried that it was going to be another complaint against him.