Disclaimer: So this is valid for the entire story. I do not, nor will I ever, own the Covenant. I just do this for my own entertainment, and hopefully those who read it. I am making no money off of it, so there you have it. No one can sue me. I also don't own any of the songs in this story. I'm just really bad at writing my own songs.
A young girl stood hesitantly outside of an empty bar in the middle of no where. It was pretty much the last place she could think of to go, but this is what the lawyers wanted. Behind her was a large amount of luggage, and in her hand was a guitar case. This mysterious girl's name is Lucille "Lucy" Porter, who was torn away from her home at the age of 17.
She took in a deep breath, and sighed, "Here goes nothing." and knocked on the door of the popular bar Nicky's. After waiting a few moments, the door was opened by a large man, muscled, but had a bit of a gut. His hair was thinning out a bit, but you could tell that he was extremely handsome when he was younger. In his hand was a glass he was drying, and towel was draped over his shoulder.
"Hello, Uncle Nicky," Lucy said meekly in her noticeable British accent. "Thanks for takin' me in."
"No problem Lucy, Nicole was my twin sister, it's my honor." Nicky said gruffly, leading her upstairs.
"Still, I feel guilty, I mean, mooching off you 'till I graduate, it's really nice of you." Lucy rambled in her soft voice, not really aware that he was only half listening.
"Well, like I said, not problem." Nicky replied awkwardly. Then, Lucy turned towards him, "Well, just tell me how I can repay you. I'd gladly do it. Good night Uncle Nicky."
He turned towards the small girl after setting down her luggage. "Just Nicky, Lucy, I don't want people to badger you for free drinks."
"Thanks Nicky." With that, Lucy turned around, looking at her room. There were two windows on the far wall, a full sized bed was pushed between them, a desk was to her right, and a bathroom and closet to her left. Other than that, it was bare, she took a deep breath 'I've got a lot of work to do.' Lucy got to work unpacking and whatnot, then exhausted, she fell asleep without even changing.
The next morning Lucy quickly changed into her old ripped jeans, and a plain black t-shirt, and pulled her hair into a ponytail. She ran downstairs to the bar, to see Nicky eating cereal at one of the tables that later that night would be filled with customers.
"Good morning Nicky. I had an idea on how I can repay you." Lucy said, pouring herself orange juice.
"Really," Nicky grunted, "how's that?"
"I could be the entertainment for your restaurant." Lucy replied, picking up the newspaper. "It would bring larger crowd I bet."
Nicky nodded, "Yeah, sounds good, have a song ready for tonight, think of it as a trial run."
Lucy squealed and ran over to hug the man, "Thanks!"
A/N: Pictures of Lucy on my profile.