Eren Jaeger was off duty. He and a few other squads had been sent to Sina for supplies. And since he was off duty, he had decided to go ahead and get a drink, it wasn't his first, but he had never gotten trashed like Jean, or Connie. And he didn't want to. The way those guys woke up with such horrible hangovers.
But here he was. Getting a drink, he had walked through the old rotted door that was ready to fall off of the hinges of the old tavern. The wooden floors creaked with every step he took toward the bar. He nearly fell over when one tore clean through the nails that held it down and came toward his face. But he had regained his balance before that.
Since he was off duty, he was wearing his civilian clothes.
He gained a few sniggers from some of the old drunks in the corners. But others didn't seem to care. But he continued to the bar, where he ordered his drink. Rum. That was his drink. He didn't like the taste, but the buzz it got him was good. The old bartender slapped the glass down in front of him, causing some of his rum to slosh onto the counter. But he grabbed his tankard and took a swig.
He had noticed a few guys in the corner eyeing him, they looked familiar. One had spikey blonde hair, and was skinny. Another was fat, and had flat brown hair. And the last had grayish hair and was skinny as well. They lkept looking at him, then would whisper amongst themselves. But the noisey tavern kept him from hearing them.
Then it clicked. His old bullies from his childhood. The ones that stole his grocery money. The ones that beat up Armin. The ones that always beat him up. Of course he always instigated it. And he was gonna instigate it now.
After finishing his tankard, he walked over to them, not without a slight buzz. He reached their table that was in the far corner. It was dim in the corner, far from any other table. The lamp in the middle didn't give out much light, only showing their faces and the tankards in front of them. The three bullies stared at him. They all knew who eacheother were.
"Remember me?" Eren asked, he smiled sadistically. He was gonna beat the living hell out of these bastards. Levi would kill him afterward. But giving these guys a little Karma was worth it.
"Eren?" The one wih spikey hair asked.
"Let's take this out back," Eren spoke. He then walked to the back door of the old bar. He gave his money to the old bartender on his way out.
They all followed him, just like the good old days, they were all thinking. Beating up Eren Jeager was a very good thought after all of these years. As they all got to the back alley of the dirty streets of Stohess. Trash cans were out back, and they stood in front of them.
"How have you been all these years?" The spikey haired guy asked.
"Good, I joined the military, I'm in the Survey Corps. And am on a supply run," he satted, knowing that them knowing he was a soldier would scare them.
And he was right, if it wasn't dark out, then then he would see that their faces were as pale as the moon above them.
"That's cool," another one stuttered out.
"I was top ten in my class, ranking number one in hand to hand combat," more fear was strickem in their hearts.
Eren towered over them, they were once in his place. And he in their's. But it was switched, the tallest of the three only got up to his chin, and he was 5'9". They were quaking in their boots, Eren Jeager, once the kid they bullied and stole from, was about to kick their asses.
"Alright let's cut to the chase," Eren said flattly, smashing his fist into his other hand. "I'm about to deliver some Karma," he smirked, they three could see it in the moonlight.
"We can win if we gang up like we used too," the fat one stated boldly.
He was horribly wrong.