From Two Different worlds [Reader Insert]

Chapter 4

Perhaps stealing food wasn't the best course of action to take.

Your itty bitty tiny form thought while running away from a grown man who was chasing you, "come back here you little shit!"

You held the giant bread in your arms tightly as you ran in a weird pattern trying to confuse the man, "NOOOOOOO!"

Ahead you noticed a stairway that headed to an underground area, the underground city where many are born and die. All without ever seeing the sun.

Taking a sharp turn you started running towards the new possible exit, there were a few guards watching over it. Or at least supposed to, they were currently flirting with some woman. It made running past them a lot easier, especially as a small kid. The owner of the bakery wasn't as lucky to shove past them.

"Hehehe, fucking loser," you chuckled as he started arguing with those above while you made your escape down to hell.

Getting past up there was easier but you weren't expecting to see two more at the bottom. They both saw you get off the stairs and gave you a cold stare.

"Hey, do you have the money to pay?" One asked as your steps slowed down, "I asked you a question, kid."

Your (e/c) shifted right and left questioning where to run off to next. It all looked the same to you, and you honestly decided to run on the more difficult path in hopes of losing the new people after you. Only one of the people guarding the stairway chased after your little form that carried a bread.

It went from running away with your bread to running away in hopes of not being murdered or something by the government.

The street you were on was full of crates stacked up high, must be food. It can explain all of the men holding tiny bags full of coins. Must be the people who sell food at an insane price.

Kill two birds with one stone?

No, you can't do anything, but it can serve as a good distraction.

You decided to resort to hiding rather than running. You jumped in between some crates and took random turns amongst them. Grabbing a roped laid on top you jogged inside an empty building that was close to a tower of tied up crates. You saw down below the man searching left in right and then another group of people joined.

Wow, ten people chasing after a child, wow.

Shaking your head you walk up the open like the window of the structure. You took out the previous rope and place it under the one holding the crates together, "five-minute crafts you better not fail me right now, or so help me god if you do," you grumbled as you tried getting the rope to rip while using the friction thing that the horrible youtube channel showed you.

It worked once with your shoelaces so why shouldn't it with ropes.

After what felt an eternity the ropes finally gave. Now to push the boxes and make them fall upon those pigs. But you didn't think that far, how would you push them without falling off the building.

"Damn, is there a broom in here or-", not knowing what to do you sat on the edge and reached as far as you could with your short leg.

You heard the sound of steam or gas inside the building only to be replaced by fast steps that decreased in pace. Turning the corner was a familiar man, short, raven hair, tired eyes.

Levi?

Oh wow, he's tall. Taller than you by quite a bit.

Wait, you're a kid. Makes sense.