𝐈𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐲 | Levi Ackerman X Reader

| #15: Don't underestimate her |

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Levi was genuinely stumped. He had no idea where to go from here and now, here he was, back in his office, where he'd rushed to go get his demon 'manual' of sorts, as Onyankopon called it, the moment he got back to the Scouts Foundation, taking it out of the cabinet he had hid in it, haphazardly putting in the code, and then not even waiting to sit down before he started to flip through it for anything that could help him get out this and find a solution.

After that disastrous attempt of trying to complete the deal with the wrestler, feeling more fed up with this situation than ever, he decided to go back to his office.

He could no longer ignore the situation he was in or try to find the silver lining of things, because whether he liked it or not, his fate relied on you and it was getting harder and harder for him to leave his pride aside and just try to continue to get you to reason.

That experience with those wrestlers just proved that he couldn't do his job like he used to anymore because he didn't have his powers, and it wouldn't be any different with anyone else he has to complete deals with sooner or later.

As Levi continued to flip quickly along the pages and panic began to fill his veins, that he could no longer keep at bay, he was getting more and more horrified when he saw that he was nearing the end of the book with each page he turned and he still couldn't find anything that could help him.

This couldn't be happening. This book was his last resort to try to fix this issue on his own, but things were looking further and further away from that possibility. Levi wasn't one to panic, but because he's never had to.

Now all he could think about was how things were going to be from here on out. But he truly felt what it was like for his face to drain of color when he turned the last page and he was frozen on the spot, with the book open.

It was truly a dead end. If this book didn't help him, he didn't know what would. He knew exactly what would happen to him if this didn't get resolved.

He couldn't move a muscle as he continued to stare down at the other end of his book. His hair had fallen in front of his face and lightly fanned over his eyes as his breathing became heavy and uneven.

He really didn't want to admit any of this was happening. When did it all go wrong? 200 years have passed and nothing in his lifetime has even come close to this that has caused him to be so out of sorts. He really didn't get it.

Was he being punished for something? If so, how could he possibly make up for it? He needed to make things right but racking back through his mind clearly wasn't working.

The only thing that hinted at what could have made him lose his powers like that was the incident the night before. But even that seemed blurry to him. Nothing could help him connect the dots.

Knowing words or more pages would appear magically at the end of the book, Levi groaned and shut the book loudly as he leaned back in his chair as he put an arm over his face and swallowed hard. He needed to get it together.

This book couldn't be all there is to this. He refused to believe it. This is the way Levi has lived for years and it couldn't just change like that.

There had to be some sort of loophole that he wasn't aware of yet. But the thing is that he couldn't take his time with this. The clock was running and even if his distress might be because of the heat of the moment and he felt like he was losing all perspective, he just couldn't think straight and even if he found the simplest of clues, that would be enough to put him at ease. He doesn't recall a time where he's lost control like this, and he didn't like it.

Levi remained leaned back in his chair, dropping his arm from his face, but still kept his head leaned back with his eyes closed. What was he supposed to do?