Chapter 1

Lucy's Pov

Lucy took one more long drag on her cigarette, removing it slowly from her mouth and lifted her head to the stary night sky and breathed out watching the smoke rise into the air before it dissipated. Lucy then dropped the cigarette on the ground and stomped it out with her black boots.

Along with her black boots was her ripped dark gray skinny jeans that were snug enough on her to keep her legs warm in the cold air. Strapped to her belt was a whip, she used it as a weapon when fighting. She had a back tank top that was ripped at the edges from years of use that read "Krewella", and a black leather jacket that kept her slightly warmer in the still cold temperatures. She wore no make up, not liking the way it made her feel stupid and weird. Her hair was what really bothered her. She hated the way it was such a bright blonde, it made her more noticeable than almost anyone. She wanted to get it dyed, but stopped the second she heard the rumors about a blonde, boobed, beauty with a whip as fast as lightning. While she didn't like the boob comment, even if her boobs were big, she loved the rumor in itself. So she kept the blonde hair to keep the rumor alive so people knew who was killing them.. Blacklash. It was a name that popped out of no where but it stuck to her and she liked it.

Lucy started walking along an alley way when she heard a bottle break. She did a 360 in point 5 seconds and saw a lanky man with a blue stained and ripped suit and tie and a broken beer bottle in his hand and a sinister grin along with brown eyes and and weird blue hair. He had a red tattoo above his right eye. He stared right back into her big brown doe eyes, not caring that Lucy glared back at him and asked him in a steady and cold voice,

"What do you want bastard, do you know who I am."

He only laughed at he and said in a deep voice,

"Only revenge on you. I know perfectly well who you are Blacklash, you ruined my slaving days by getting me busted by the cops."

"You were getting on my nerves bringing in more and more cry baby girls, the cops were the quickest way to stop the crying, and besides it earned me brownie points with the fuzz."

"Oh I am going to get my revenge you bitch."

Of course, Lucy thought as behind the man came at least 5 other men armed with broken bottles, chains, or knifes. Lucy looked behind her she saw 15 other men entering through the other end of the alley way. It wasn't a small alley way, it was at least 15 ft wide so there was a circle around her in no time. The blue haired man that first confronted her was on the inside of the circle with her walking towards her and with her right hand she gripped her whip tighter. What he didn't know was that she was hoping he would get a few more steps closer. She had a trick up her sleeve.

"What a shame, the great Blacklash is going to die tonight"

Two more steps

" I just want you to remember one thing before you go to hell"

One more step

"The name of your killer… is Bora!"

There! And with that Lucy moved her hand left hand faster than they could entirely understand, and she reached for a bottle in one of her jackets pockets and whipped it out and sprayed the man in the face with the pepper spray. As Bora screamed like a girl and fell backwards and on his butt, he pointed at Lucy and yelled out in a angry voice,

"KILL HER! KILL HER YOU IDIOTS, DON'T LET HER GET AWAY, I WANT HER BLOOD SPILLED AND SPLATTERED ACROSS THESE WALLS!"

Shit I'm screwed if I can't find an escape or exit somewhere. Lucy threw the spray bottle at the blunette, hitting him on the head knocking him out cold. She then brought out her whip, lading it on the ground making a cracking noise that made the advancing men stop for a second, but the pause was brief and soon they started trying to grab, punch, and slash but she was too quick. She wrapped her whip around the first guys neck and was able to snap it, causing him to fall lifeless. She used her whip again to grab a man's wrist and before he could blink she had pulled him hard to the right knocking over two other men. She loosened her whip and cracked it at a man's feet, causing him to jump back and trip and fall backwards and land on the guy behind him. She tried to launch her whip at another man but as the whip wrapped around his wrist he yanked her forward, but she was prepared. As he pulled her close she came up easily causing her speed to increase and when she was only about five inches away she punched him right in the nose. He then ripped the whip out of her hand and threw it to the side. She stared at it and then growled at the man in front of her who was clutching his nose while blood came out.

Guess I just have to use my fists and body, so she punched and Lucy kicked a few more men and soon there was 3 left. She was bruised and bloodied from the fights and she felt like falling over and collapsing, but she was determined to take out the last few. She tried to swing a punch at one of them but she was to slow and he grabbed her wrist and flipped her onto her back, hard. She felt pain spike down her spine and lower back, but she still tried to stand up. She was kicked back down to the ground and bruised on the side and then over and over again until she felt immense pain that caused her to cry out for a second. They must have broken a rib or two, before she could think though about it more she felt punches and kicks and slices all over her body making her bit her lip so hard she could feel the blood running down her chin and it gushing into her mouth.

"Alright, stop boys. I want to deliver the finishing blow, and have everyone know that Bora killed Blacklash!"

Lucy looked up as much as she could, coughing up blood in the process, and looked a Bora and glared coughing and gurgling saying,

"You are a sick, and twisted bastard and i am going to come backs as a ghost and haunt you and scare the living shit out of you for the rest of your miserable life."

That caused Bora to laugh and squat down in front of her and open his mouth but before he could say something crude another voice spoke instead.

"Wow, who knew you had it you Bora, to become a murderer and a psychopath. So sad this is what your life led to."

"Who the hell are you!" screamed out Bora.

It sounded like a male's voice, deep but it sounded like he was about Lucy's age. She tried turning her head but felt immense pain so as she whipped her head bad around to the front to lay her head down she got a blur of pink hair on a walking body, and all Lucy could think about before passing out was, Who in the world would have pink hair.