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"There! He went that way," voices frantically yelled looking for Kaneki. As the men's foot steps grew louder, heavier, Kaneki 's eyes wildly looked around, desperate to find an escape . He leaned against a blue dumpster in a dark alley with only one flickering light giving him any luminance, his hand over his mouth to keep the sounds of his panting under wraps. Suddenly he banged the back of his head against the dumpster in frustration and started an ongoing string of 'shits' ad 'fucks' and 'god fucking dammits'.
Finally, he decided to make a run for it and jumped up from behind the dumpster and started dashing for the end where alley met street. But it was the middle of the night and it was raining. No one was going to come for him, or see him and help him, or do anything for him. Just as he was about to make it out to the street, out into freedom, a hand dipped into the back of his pants line and yanked him back into the alley, throwing him back against the brick wall of an apartment and striking his face with a hard, balled fist. Kaneki grunted and leaned over onto the wet, mud slicked ground, one arm and an elbow supporting him from a face plant with the surface below him.
"I found the shitty little bastard, you guys!" he yelled out to the surrounding hounds, kicking him hard in the stomach afterwards and scoffing down at him. Kaneki dropped his head and hissed in a pained breath, his fist pounding against the ground and his body starting to curl in on itself. Just then, fog and mist poured from another alleyway that was connected to the one everyone had gathered in and sharp, red eyes glowed from inside the hall. The form walked, slowly, closer and the mist parted in their wake. Kaneki watched, gathering all the information he could about the person in the shadows as the walked closer.
He finally came into the small bit of light and everyone broke out into a salute, hands fisted behind their backs and over their chests. He had his hands in his pockets and looked pretty much satisfied at everyone's form... except for one guy who he so mercilessly walked up to and shoved his four rinkaku scales into the man's four limbs. Kaneki gasped at the sound of crushing bone and horrific screams coming from the poor man and turned his face away. Levi. Levi Heichou, the leader of the infamous Titan gang, mafia, whatever the fuck you wanted to call it, but they were brutal and spreading like cockroaches and.. they were looking for Ken Kaneki .
Levi savagely ripped his shining scales from the man's flesh simultaneously, causing a loud scream from him that he quickly covered up back pursing his lips inward and biting on them. He was going to regenerate soon anyway . Levi never killed any of his people unless they had committed some great offense, but right now he was pissed. He held back. A lot.
"I'll come see you later, Bodt. I'm going to teach you how to properly solute your superiors" he told the boy on the ground who looked to be around 16.
Without another word he walked up to Kaneki and squatted and picked him up by his shirt, staring hard at his face. Levi's jaw clenched in the back and he raised his arm and punched the dark haired wimp as hard as he could across the right side of his face.
"Lights out, nuisance ." Levi rose and wiped his hands on his pants and walked away, leaving broken jawed Kaneki knocked out on the ground behind him. Before Levi spread his ukaku and took his leave, he told the men to bring the thwart to his room and just toss him on the floor. He'd do something about it later. Then he just thrusted the feathers.. and was off.
The men scratched at the back of their heads a bit before Marco finally recovered and threw Kaneki over a tall, orange haired male's shoulder and headed off.
"Just do what he says. Sheesh " And he left. Everyone else started covering the tracks of their presence and then that was that. The kidnapping of Kaneki Ken. Abadon wasn't going to be happy about this.
There was some random human video tapping in the background that Levi had noticed earlier. He came back to finish the rat off and ripped his esophagus from his neck, slurping it down as if it were merely some spaghetti noodle and leaned down to pet the struggling human's hair with his bloodied hand.
"There, there, darlin'. Jus' sleep, now, okay?" Levi soothed as the hand came from from atop the boy's head to his face. And he died.
"Hide. I know you're watching. Take care of this will ya'? I have things to do, Abadon".