For the Lord is a God who crushes warfare and establishes his camp in the midst of his people; he delivered me from the hands of my oppressors...

...But the Lord Almighty has thwarted them by the hand of a woman. For their mighty one was not brought low by young men; no titans struck him down, nor did tall giants assault him.

But Judith, the daughter of Merari, overcame him by the beauty of her face." -Judith 16:2 & 16:5-6

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[6¼years Before Leviathan’s Invasion]

It is a scorching, humid afternoon on the side of the highway between Roronora City and the post-apocalypse known Demon District.

There is a scattered prison chain gang picking up trash. Groups of two inmates chained next to each other with a bit of distance between the next group of two.

A pair of overlooking officers with shades on, are walking around, scanning the flock of bent over orange jumpsuits, placing their stabbed trash into the garbage bag in their other hand.

Even with their large sunglasses on, it is apparent one of the on duty watchers is a little older than his partner.

Older Officer: "Boy, do we got ourselves a hot one today.

I can’t believe they allowed 45 of these twisted, sick bastards to have service time today."

He continues to scan over the highway clean up crew.

Older Officer: "So which one of ’em is the ’War Hero’?"

The younger officer points to a set of two inmates about 50 yards away.

Younger Officer: "He’s over there, Sir.

Bastard’s been celled and paired with one of those ’Blood-Eyes’.

I couldn’t believe it when I saw it, but his eyes really are red like the Devil’s.

I guess those two have been arguing ever since they were put in a cell together."

The older Officer seems to realize something.

Older Officer: "Oh yeah?

A Blood-Eyes is under my watch today?

I haven’t seen one since..."

The familiar looking cop starts strutting towards the two cellmates.

Younger Officer: "Sir?"

Older Officer: "You stay here Deputy, and keep watch over the vermin.

I’m just going to check something really quick."

Meanwhile, over where the cellmates are working, Daisuki and Nephilim, clearly almost a decade younger, are picking up trash with a pointed litter picker.

The future Squad 40 Mentor is clean shaven, but beginning to grow his hair out to start his dreads and the future General of HFF with his scar not yet over his right eye.

Without any IceEye symbiotes yet, they both have their respective pairs of brown and red eyes.

As speeding cars fly by, Daisuki takes a deep inhale, admiring the "freedom" he’s been allowed for the time being.

Daisuki: "Ahh...

Isn’t the fresh air great, Neph?"

Nephilim: "No..."

Daisuki: "I swear they really need more cleaning supplies in the commissary.

Our cell’s air is getting moldy, nevermind all those boogers you wipe on your sheets, haha!"

The future antagonist to Takamagahara stabs an empty soda can while his nose twitches in anger.

Nephilim: "How many times have I told you, ’War Villian’, to stop calling me that name like we’re partners.

The way I see it, with what you’ve done to be put in here and the difference in time we both have to serve, there’s no possibility of us ever becoming acquaintances, nevermind friends, Dice."

Daisuki: "Ohh, come on Neph."

Nephilim: "How many years again do you have left to serve?"

Daisuki: *sighs* "Why do you keep asking me the same thing every day, Neph?

I’ve already told you, I got a 300+ year sentence..."

He sticks his pick into the ground and holds up four fingers with his right hand and holds up an "0" with his left.

Daisuki: "...But I can get out in 40 years with good behavior, hehe."

Nephilim stabs a crumpled up burger wrapper and puts it in his trash collector.

Nephilim: "And there it is..."

Daisuki: "What?"

But before the red eyed vigilante can explain his comment...

Older Officer: "Well, well, well.

Lookie who we got here!"

Just from the familiar tone in his voice, Nephilim’s eyes widen but suddenly narrow in anger.

Older Officer: "I didn’t think I would ever see your ass again, Kid.

But I guess, sooner or later, every whore’s son ends up in prison."

Daisuki turns in confusion to look at the taunting officer.

Daisuki: "You must have me confused for someone else, Sir "

Older Officer: "Not you, maggot!"

Daisuki: "Oop...sorry?"

Without turning around, Nephilim talks to their new company.

Nephilim: "Who are you?"

The snickering officer pulls off his shades revealing he is the same officer who was partners with the man young Nephilim shot to death almost a decade and a half prior.

Older Officer: "What? You don’t remember me, Blood-Eyes?"

Nephilim’s nose twitches and he turns around to face the officer who clearly knows about his past.

Older Officer: "Well I’ll be damned.

It really is you! I never thought I’d actually see the day!"

Nephilim: "What do you want?"

The red eyed man in his mid 20s continues to pick up trash while moving further away, forcing Daisuki to tag along.

Officer: "Well at first, I wanted to check if you really were one of those cursed ’Blood-Eyes’.

That way, I could do this for my father..." 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

He quickly walks behind Nephilim and pushes him to the ground.

Daisuki: "Hey!"

The officer pulls out his Billie club and swings it, hitting Daisuki in the arm.

Daisuki: "Oww, damn it!"

The disgraced veteran backs off while the officer continues to abuse his power, standing over Nephilim on all fours.

The red eyes of the abused prison focuses solely on the sharp point of his trash picker.

Officer: "You know, I haven’t seen you since that day your mom killed my ol’ partner.

Boy, did she give us the run around, huh?

It wasn’t until we finally caught her by the borders of the city trying to flee."

He bends over closer to whisper into the hunched Nephilim’s ear.

Officer: "That night, all 10 of us who finally caught her, took turns with her, and put a bullet in your mom’s head after we all finished on her."

Nephilim’s fingers slowly dig into the dirt with anger.

Officer: "We all told the Chief she managed to escape, but me and the other deputies swore we would keep it a secret."

He kicks the defenseless prisoner in the ribs and Nephilim rolls over gasping for air.

Daisuki: "Hey sir, what are you-!"

The officer cocks back the club in a threatening way.

Officer: "Shut your God damn mouth, kid killer!"

Daisuki does as he’s told and backs off as the officer goes back to taunting the convicted felon.

Officer: "After beating your mother, we all agreed she would receive the most disgusting and humiliating way to go.

That is how the bitch served her punishment for killing our mentor.

We made sure of it."

Knowing the true story to the death of the officer, Nephilim’s hand grips his trash picker hard but then the officer’s foot stomps down on his wrist, making him let it go.

The power crazed man kneels down and puts a gun to the back of Nephilim’s head. The muzzle of the weapon hidden in the inmate’s black hair.

Officer: "Don’t you get any funny ideas, Blood-Eyes. I won’t hesitate to send you back to your dear Mum."

From where the younger officer is, two connected convicts begin to fight and scuffle to the ground.

Younger Officer: "Sir! I got two over here I need help with!"

The superior supervisor gets up from his knee, puts his Glock back in the holster, and in almost like a reunion handshake, the man in uniform puts a boot to the side of Nephilim’s head.

Officer: "I hope you’re prepared, Blood-Eyes, because now that I know you are here, I’m going to make sure I get to watch over you as much as possible.

That way both your Mum and Dad in Hell can watch as their kid suffers for his parent’s sins."

He removes his boot and jogs over to help his partner break up the fight.

Nephilim stares at the grass, with tears held back in his fire red eyes.

The future Head Hancho to Sanpaku looks down with pity at the man connected to him by the chained ankle.

An ignorant passenger from their car, throws an empty fast food cup and it rolls a few yards away from the two quiet cellmates.

While still looking at the grass beneath him, a hand appears in front of Nephilim. He looks up and with the sun behind him, Daisuki has a smile on his small face.

Daisuki: "Jeez, that guy sure is a jerk, huh Neph?

What the Hell was that all about and why does he call you ’Blood-Eyes’? I mean Yea, they’re red, but blood is a little darker, no?"

Nephilim’s eyes look at the dirty hand trying to help him up but instead he smacks it away and gets up himself.

Nephilim: "Don’t worry about it."