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NORMAL

Many people live homeless lives. Only the rich can live. The poor will just die. That's how the real world is. Poor die, rich live. That's how it's been for years. Ever since the war started.

It was about 200 years ago. It used to be peaceful. People use to be kind and happy. But now, ever is just scared, worried. No one knows how to live anymore. Well except for one person.

Lucy.

Lucy Heartfillia. Or should I say Lucy Freelander.

-X-

"Hey! Get back here!" A man ran out of his store. He was old. Too old to keep up with the blonde girl. She smirked running away. All the man could do was yell at her. But to be honest. She has done this to him her whole life. It just what she was. A thief.

The blonde smirked running her way through the crowded street. Pushing people out of the way as she moved. They yelled or snapped at her. But she didn't mind it one bit. She was used to it her whole life. People yelling at her, laughing, judging. She grew tired of it. It doesn't bother her anymore. What do they know? They know nothing. Nothing about her. So why judge?

She ran on the hard pavement. She could hear them. The guards running after her. Them yelling, wanting her to stop. But she had no plain on stopping. If you stop you die. That's how the Real World works. She knew of it to well. After all she has always been on her own from the very begging.

"Lucy sweetheart run! Run and never stop! Never look back!"

That was something her mother told her right before she had died. But not in a good way. Not the sappy way of dyeing. It was right before her father killed her. The blonde girl watched her own father kill her mother. That's when she ran. That's when she never looked back.

"That's her the Freelander girl!" She ran past another guard smirking. Freelander. That's the nickname they have given her. She takes what she wants. But that's not true. She takes what she needs. She just finds for herself. She fights for herself. It's always just been her. She's always been alone from the begging. Ever since the war.

Freelander was just her nickname. No one knew the blonde girls real name. No one knew her at all. She was a mystery to them all. She takes what she needs and disappears. Sabertooth has been after her for years. After all she is causing trouble on their land. But where else could she go? She knew nothing else. But she knows sooner or later they will find her. It's only a matter of time.

She pushed herself into the ally. It was a dead end. A huge fence set up in front of her. She slowly turned around. Guards right on her tail. Was this the end for her? She made a huge mistake. Never get cornered. First rule in the world. If they took her, she was better off dead. She knew that.

The blonde snapped her head back to the fence. It was twice her size. But she did the only thing she could so. She needed to get away. Running at full speed right at the wall. She kicked herself up. Making her foot land on the wall. As she did that, she kicked off of the wall jumping and reaching for the top of the fence. Grabbing the hard wood. She lifted herself up and sung her body over the fence. Making a huge leap down to the ground. Never even stopping she ran right straight ahead. With a huge smirk on her face. She was close to where she needed to go. A place she stayed at. It wasn't far from there. But it wasn't easy to find either. She's wanted, so she need a good hiding spot.

"Hey! It's them Fairy Tail!" The girl snapped her head. She was facing what seemed to be a huge fight. The blonde quickly and quietly making her way to have a better view.

'Fairy Tail? Isn't that another Mafia?' The blonde girl wondered. She watched as 3 members from Sabertooth stood there. She knew all 3 of them. After all she did run from them a lot. The blonde man in the middle stand high and tall in he's tracks. He was the soon to be leader of Sabertooth itself. His old man about to pass him down the crown. Sting Eucliffe. He was the next Mafia boss for Sabertooth.

The man on his right. His 'blood brother,' they call him. Dark hair. No one knows that much about him, but he's like a shadow. Sting and he have always been super close. They were best friends, no they were like brothers. He's got a lot of skill though. Sting might be the next boss. But Rogue Cheney, is just as good as him. If not, he might be even better.

The girl on his left. White short hair. Yukino. Yukino Agria. She looks all sweet and nice, but deep down. She can fight. She can kill. Sting and she have this kind of connection. The kind that will never be broken.

"So what can I do for you Natsu?" Sting stated smirking. The blonde looked at who Sting was talking to.

A man. Black jeans, a black vest with golden trims showing off his abs. A single chain was around his neck. But there was also a scar. It was like it stained his body for years. But the thing that caught the blonde women off guard was his pink hair.

To his right was a man with raven hair. His shirt was off for some reason, black pants on. Not to mention that on his chest was a symbol. Like a tattoo of some sort. What does it mean?

"You know what you did." The pink hair man stated in a sharp hiss. The blonde watched as he clenched his fist. Almost as if he was ready to attack.

"Natsu," A girl with long red her put her hand on his shoulder. She had armor on her chest, with a blue skirt and leggings. Who are these people?

"Keep calm." She hissed out. She then looked back at Sting with a glair. He was just smirking.

"You know what you have done. You will regret the day. You messed with us. Our treaty, our peace agreement. It's over. Sting. It was over from the day you killed on of ours." She hissed out. She was standing in front of the pink haired man now. As if she was trying to keep him calm for some reason.

Sting just laughed. He was crying from laughter. The blonde watched as Sting slowly pulled out his gun, pointing at the red head. But she already had her gun out. The blonde's eyes went wide.

She knew the red head was going to die right there. Sting had many tricks up his sleeves. Like the one he's using right now. He has another gun right behind his back in his other hand. He could just raise it up and shoot the red haired girl right there. She wouldn't even know.

That's how Sting works. He plays tricks. He bends the rules.

But why did it feel sad for the blonde to watch. She always sees stuff like this. People die in front of her. This is what the real world is. She can't change it. After she a runner. She runs from her problems. So why face them? She can just run. She's been doing it her whole life.

Sting gripped the gun behind his back tighter. The red haired girl's eyes never left his. Sting's never left her's. The blonde knows Sting will pull that trigger. The blonde could feel herself grip something. She looked down from behind the bush. In her hand was a huge rock. But why? Why does she want to do this? What difference will it make? They will find her. She will be in deeper trouble. There won't be a chance to go back.

But then again, she never did go back.

The blonde didn't even think. She just threw. Watching as the rock. Made an implant on Sting's face. He feel backwards. To the floor. Everyone with wide eyes. Yukino and Rogue watched as there friend feel backwards holding his face with his hand.

"Hey!" They all snapped their heads to the left. A girl with blonde hair was standing behind the bushes. She wore black tight pants. A shirt that was ripped on the bottom, so it showed her stomach. A knife holder on her leg as well. Dirt all over her face and arms. Her huge brown eyes.

"Freelander! Get her!" Sting yelled as he saw the blood on his face. She had hit him with a rock. She had threw a rock at him. He was about to kill them, but she had stopped him. Freelander had stopped him. A girl. I could hear the guards come. I smirked. Get her.

"Come with me if you want to live!" The red haired girl turned to face the blonde. 'Who the hell is she?' The red head wondered. Why did she throw a rock at Sting? What is she up to? Why do they call her Freelander?

But no doubts came the three followed her into the woods, never stopping, never looking back.

A/N

Hey! Guys! This is the first Chapter of 'The Real World.' I'm so happy if you have already read this chapter. I'm sorry it's short, but I figured if I went on, the chapter would be too long.

In this chapter. I really wanted to point out that Lucy has been alone her whole life. No friends, or family. She fights for herself really. Because no one else will. But now she fought for the 3 random people on the street. It's not a usual thing she does. She runs, not fight back.

But now she is helping someone. What will happen next? Will she be caught? Or will she be able to be free again?

I will be updating this story every Wednesday! So please review and let me know what you think!

Until next time!