Dead brown leaves crunched beneath him as he trudged through the woods. He could feel the heat of the sun beat down on him as he passed by multitudes of old, skinny and dark wood trees, only the slight breeze of fresh air whooshing past him every now and then helping him to keep going. It would be a few hours before night came so he needed to find a place to stay for the night and catch some rest. He ran a gloved hand through his brown locks as he sighed heavily, continuing his trek north.

Slung over Eren's shoulder was his two special katana's forming an X along with a small, worn out black backpack which contained his necessities like water, food, aid kit, maps and knives. He wore a small, torn brown denim shorts that ended just around his caramel thighs, a black belt, a olive green long sleeve off shoulder crop top which exposed his entire midriff, black fingerless gloves, and a pair of ankle boots with two buckles over each side. On each leg was a strapped holster for his two twin handguns which were for emergencies only.

Caribbean eyes searched his surroundings cautiously as he continued to walk past trees, the silence being broken by twigs snapping beneath his feet. He was able to spot a large, old building not even a mile from him. As he made his way through the woods, eyes darting here and there for any sign of life or danger, he noticed a foul smell that made him scrunch up his nose in disgust. As he drawled closer, it grew stronger, forcing him to cover his nose. It wasn't until he was at a clearing, where the woods ended, that he spotted a titan ripping apart a poor deer, which was still alive albeit suffering, blood smeared all over it's rotting face as it chewed and tore meat apart with it's hands. Guts and blood surrounded the titan and the deer as it continued to feast, unaware of Eren's presence 10 feet away from him.

A flicker of emotion crossed Eren's green eyes before he frowned, reaching for his combat knife in the back of his shorts. As he strutted towards the titan, he pulled it out, the silver of the blade glinting in the sunlight as he gripped it tightly in his fist. Once he was close enough, Eren pulled his leg back, and swung his leg forward, delivering a powerful kick to the Titan's skull, watching the head snap back and hearing a crack! then a thump follow soon after as it landed on the ground.

He kicked it once more, forcing it onto it's back and stood over it, his foot placed on each side of the titan's torso. He ignored the titan's snarl as he bent down to easily slice it's nape, blood splattering across the floor like paint. It's struggles seized, and Eren stood up straight, looking back at the young deer that was lying on it's side, insides and guts strewn around it. It was still alive, just huffing for air and Eren had to look away when he saw some of the intact guts move from it's breathing. Sighing again Eren headed towards it and stood there staring into the deer's wide eyes. The fear and panic in those eyes as they stared back at Eren made him grit his teeth tightly. It was either a miracle or a curse that this deer managed to still be alive. It was so young too.

Animals like deers and cows were very rare and were mostly seen around places with grass, shade and water. They were extremely valuable. Eren has seen many of them himself throughout his travel from country to country. While others would kill a delicious animal on sight just for a taste of it's meat, Eren would always feed them and sometimes linger enough to pet them. He didn't know why but animals didn't run at a single glimpse of him. It was like they didn't see him as a threat like they saw any other human being. Eren was a different case. They usually ignored him or would stare at him until the brunette had to coax them to get closer so that he would gently pet it, showing it kindness. He had always liked animals. They were innocent creatures that didn't deserve to be slaughtered or used. So to see one all the way out here, in the dead middle of nowhere, under such extreme heat was odd. Perhaps it had been heading somewhere? He sighed through his nose.

He squatted down in front of the dear, ignoring the strong smell of blood around him. Slowly, so as not to frighten the deer any further, he reached out to touch it. It didn't react when he felt the soft fur beneath his fingers, stroking. It seemed to calm down some when Eren began humming a soft tune, closing his eyes and using his other hand to hold the blade of his dagger above the deer's head yet out of it's sight. He did not stop humming even when he ended it's suffering quickly, putting it out of it's misery. Yet when he pulled out his dagger from it's skull with a disgusting squelch, his humming ceased. He felt it dead still beneath his hand.

He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled, staring up at the bright sky as the wind gently brushed passed him, caressing his skin. For a few moments he stayed there, unmoving, before shaking his head and standing up. He then turned and headed off for the old building, leaving the bloodied deer's corpse behind. He made sure to sheath his dripping dagger away, and be on alert for anymore titans as he made his way through a large parking lot. There were some few old, rusty and broken down cars scattered here and there, large cracks in the ground possibly from lack of care or just because of the heat, and lot's of paper and plastic bags lying around. His destination wasn't far, a couple or so yards away and luckily there were no undead lingering about. But he doubted there wouldn't be any inside the building.

He kicked open two double doors, hearing them slam against the wall behind them as he headed inside. He slowly scanned the dark, dusty place. The place was huge and there were rows of shelves with large and small boxes, trash and empty cans strewn all over the floor. Other than that, this place must've been like a storage for resources. If Eren was lucky, he'd find food or some fresh water since water was hard to come by with all the infected lakes, rivers and oceans. There must've been more to this place since there was also two chained double doors on the opposite side of him. But first he would check for anything useful here.

Eren began to walk down aisle to aisle only managing to find three cans of fruit, and one water bottle. There wasn't anything but foam in the stacked and sealed boxes, sadly.
Someone must've already looted the place clean long before him. Which didn't matter to him, he just needed to find a spot to rest for the night and then he would be on his way. He was about to head back out since it was getting slightly dark, until he heard shouts of panic and what sounded like a large crowd of growling behind the two chained doors. He froze, and looked over his shoulder at the metal doors. He furrowed his brows and contemplated on his decision. After more shouting was heard, though even more closer as if it was right on the other side, he sighed and turned towards the two doors. He reached over his shoulder and drew out his two katanas. He gripped them both tightly before swinging them down onto the rusty chains holding the two doors closed. The chain broke off with a loud clank! and slithered to the floor with a thud.

Just then the two doors burst open and someone plummeted to the ground with a pained grunt. However Eren didn't pay attention to them because the next second a large herd of putrefying, snarling and growling titans were heading right towards him. With ease, Eren charged and swiftly began cutting down titans, two at a time. Blood splayed everywhere as his swords slashed into rotting flesh, splattering red across the walls, floors and his clothes. His movements were quick and powerful as he took titan by titan down. Not even a single scratch on him. Throughout his mauling there was a shout of "Look out!" and automatically Eren whirled around, his arm swinging sideways and his sword connecting with the neck of a titan that had attempted to bite him. It's head was successfully sliced off, and rolled to the floor by the stranger's side. By the time Eren had finished every last titan, the floor was covered in limbs and heads and it looked like a bloodbath.

He flicked his swords to get the blood dripping down from it off and glanced over his shoulder. A young man-- an alpha he could tell-- was sitting up and gaping straight at him with wide unbelieving eyes. He had two-toned hair and a sort of long face. Like a horse, Eren thought in his head, though held back his snicker. He wore a sleeveless white shirt with smudges here and there, dark pants, and combat boots. He had a holster strapper to his leg though it was empty. Eren guessed he must've lost his weapon when he had gotten cornered by the herd of titans. There was a deep gash on the male's forearm with blood trailing down his elbow. When Eren caught his gaze, he heard the other take a sharp intake of breath.

Eren frowned at him. "You're injured."

The guy just blinked dumbly at him as if Eren was a god sent from above. He mumbled something under his breath though Eren couldn't make it out. Once Eren figured he wasn't going to get a response out of the stranger, he sighed heavily and turned around. He reached over his shoulder to put his two katanas away before kneeling down in front of the alpha. He smelled of musk and spice, something Eren never thought he'd find pleasing. Eren gently took the man's arm to inspect the gash, his fingers soft and warm against the alpha's own heated and rough skin.

"We'll need to clean it before it gets infected. It looks pretty deep so I'll have to stitch it as well." Eren said, and removed his backpack from his shoulder.

He let go of the man's arm to dig through his bag. Once he found his aid kit he began to clean the stranger's wound before stitching it carefully, ignoring the man's hissing and low growls. After that, he bandaged the man's arm. He looked up and caught the man's gaze again, hazel eyes staring right at him.

They stared at each other for a few seconds before Eren broke the silence. "What's your name?" He asked, tilting his head.

The alpha gawked at him before clearing his throat and replying. "Jean.....my name's Jean." His voice was deep.

Eren nodded and looked down. The palm of his hand was pressing against Jean's chest and he could feel the rapid heartbeat of the other. Slowly, he pulled his hand back although a bit reluctantly. Jean's scent was strong and clouding his mind, making him slightly dizzy. He sighed shakily, stood up and took a few steps back watching as Jean stood up on his own. They faced each other. Jean was taller than Eren, even though everyone was. Eren could still feel the other man's gaze on him as he stared at the blood covered ground.

"What about you?" Jean asked, clutching at his banaged arm.

Eren glanced up and shrugged, before bending down to put his kit away, unknowingly flashing his chest and making Jean blush. "My name's Eren. Eren Yeager."

As he slung his bag over his shoulder, he caught a red-faced Jean looking away to stare at the bloody mess of limbs, rotten flesh and guts behind him.

"Eren, huh? Thanks for...y'know." Jean mumbled awkwardly, motioning at the bloodbath with his other hand as he looked away from Eren.

Eren raised an eyebrow and smirked, adjusting his backpack. "Saving your ass?"

Jean grit his teeth and rolled his eyes, his blush gone. "Yeah that. Anyway, uh.... I have a camp, would you like to go? You look like you could use a place to stay. Plus, you've got pretty good moves, surely that must've worn you out."

Eren pondered for a moment, biting his bottom lip as he thought. He did need a place to stay, but could he trust this guy? Even though Eren just saved his life, he could never be too careful. It wasn't the first time someone has offered him a place in their camp. Eren had to be cautious about who he chose to go with. Eren was different from everyone else. He was an omega, while everyone else was a beta or alpha. He could heal, while other's couldn't. He had a goal, and couldn't stay in one place for too long. If the wrong people found out about him, they wouldn't hesitate to hurt him. Though this guy-- Jean-- was completely different. His instincts weren't screaming at him to flee. If anything, Eren felt.... safe in this guy's presence. He's never felt that before.

Eren decided.

"Alright." Eren nodded. He smiled slightly when he saw Jean perk up.

"Really?! That's great! C'mon, I got some of my friends waiting out back." Jean grinned over his shoulder as he turned and began heading out towards the doors Eren had came from.

Eren followed him closely. Though he was cautious about these 'friend's' of his. He still couldn't trust anyone. It was what kept him alive for so long. Other than his healing powers of course.

As they walked through the parking lot, heading for the back of the building where Jean must've gotten in, Eren noticed a few more titans lying dead on the ground. That wasn't there when he got here. He shrugged it off. It wouldn't matter anyways. He kept his hand close to his handgun strapped to his thigh as they neared the other side of the building. He could hear deep voices; all male, by the sounds of it.

"Yo, Marco!" Jean called out suddenly causing Eren to startle.

"Jean? Jean is that you?!" The sound of heavy footsteps running towards them caused Eren to tense.

A man with an eyepatch appeared in from of them. He had raven hair and freckles dusting his cheeks. He wore a long leather coat with gloves, dark pants and combat boots. He was also taller than Jean by an inch or two and Eren froze right behind them, watching the strange man- Marco, Eren guessed- bring Jean into a tight embrace. They exchanged a few words with Marco scolding Jean for running off on his own and making him worry and with Jean whining and complaining. Eren smiled. They seemed very close, and with the way Marco looked at Jean like he was his everything, Eren knew there was something going on between them.

Jean stepped aside and tilted his head at Eren. "This is Eren. he saved me from the group of titans and also stitched me up. He needs a place to stay so he's coming with us."

Marco's gaze landed on Eren whom stood a few feet away from them, eyeing him back with narrowed eyes. Then, a gentle smile broke onto Marco's face.

"Thank you for saving this idiot here," He said and took a few slow steps towards the omega, holding his hand out. "It's nice to meet you and you're always welcome back at our camp. You don't know how grateful I am."

Eren eyed Marco's hand for a brief second before taking it. He smiled and nodded. "Yeah, thanks, but I don't plan on staying long." Eren said. Marco's hand was a lot bigger and much more firmer.

"Ah, really? You can stay as much as you want if you'd like--"

Eren cut him off with a shake of his head. "No, it's fine. Thanks for the offer but one night should be fine. Really."

Marco hummed and nodded. "I understand, " He began to turn and walk away, waving Eren over. "Well, c'mon the others are waiting for us!" He called over his shoulder as Jean caught up with him.

Eren watched them go for a few seconds before letting out a sigh and glancing down at himself. He grimaced at the bloody shirt and dried blood on his thighs. He would definitely need a bath.

He began to follow the two alpha's, his mind wondering off to the image of the deer's corpse.

He closed his eyes and clenched his fists. One day, he reminded himself.

One day.

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Phew! My first Apocalyptic book ever :D I really loved the idea of a omegaverse and apocalyptic put together, so I created this!

Let me know if there are any mistakes, please. C: