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It was in 'gossip weekly' again! Almost every week there was a murder. Of course it was always the same person who did this but it had been two months and there was only one piece of evidence. An 'anonymous' witness said he had seen in all the chaos a gloved boy in his teens with a white scaly scarf wrapped around his neck. Unfortunately no further details were available because of fire. Yep. That's right. It's said that fire seemed to follow him around wherever he went. Now the next question you are most likely asking is who did this and how do the authorities know it was him all the time and not another criminal? Well my dear reader this guy did something to all people he killed. Children, adults? Age was just a number. Fat, thin? What did he care? He killed them all and left a huge burn marks among the others in the shape of a dragon right on their forehead, about an inch in diameter. He was known as the salamander. This guy was wanted in several big cities and other villages which are known to be more urban than most.
Next person to introduce is a certain blonde. She ran away from her fortune in the all famous Heartfelia business to follow her own dream and become an author and join the most amazing school in the world, fairy tail. Her name was Lucy. Lucy Heartfelia. You must know also that she was the biggest eye-candy for the dudes, but I won't involve too much of that it was just an... Um... Interesting fact? But yeah those are the two main characters. I hope you listened.
Chapter one
The blonde walked through the streets of the small fishing village called Hargeon. "Um excuse me!" She cried as she tried to catch the attention of yet another passer by and yet again failing. "Ugh! What is it with these people?" Lucy Heartfelia slumped down beside an old woman on a bench. She sighed sadly as she stared at the ground. Did you know that the ground is actually really interesting if you like to think. Lucy loved to think. Although it's always the book. The book she must think of the book. The book that she was determined to finish and get published. She was at an extreme writers block where she didn't know if the villain would defeat the hero or stop himself to see the bravery and love of the person. Which one which one? She sighed again heavily but was torn out of her thoughts by a small voice.
"I'm sorry but can I help you? You seem a bit down." She looked up to see the old lady smile warmly at her. She couldn't help but smile back when she saw the woman showing her exactly what she needed.
She answered back "oh I'm sorry. I just need to find a book store but there doesn't seem to be one." She flung her arms in the air dramatically and then dropped them back down to her side like she was throwing a temper tantrum.
The woman chuckled at the teenager. "There is one but it's very small." She replied slowly with a croaky voice. Lucy immediately hopped out of her seat at that.
"There is!?" She yelped, possibly, a tiny bit too loud. "Where is it?"
Again the lady chuckled at her enthusiasm and point a skinny crooked finger to the left. "If you go that way until you come to a road crossing and turn right there should be a sign saying 'Hargeon library'." Before she could say another word the was a ten pound note on her knee and the figure of the blonde running off with a yell of
"THAAAANNKKKK YYYOOOOOUUU MIIISSSSSSSSS!" Being left behind.
Lucy ran until she was exhausted. She then decide to have a bit of fun and try to balance on the cracks on the path. She finally reached the road crossing- after ages of shoving off the street sellers and people with flyers-and turned right. She walked at least three steps till she noticed a huge sign advertising the words 'Hargeon library'.
Without a second thought she ran through the street and paused and ran back a few meters noticing she was so excited she passed the door and entered. She knew why the old lady had said it was small but she didn't care. As long as they had this one book she would walk out of there the happiest girl in the world. The blonde author strode up to the desk with her oh so pretty swag-style walk. The minute she walked in she knew this would be a-hard-to-get-cheap guy.
"Hi~ there~" Lucy purred seductively to the man. She really hated doing this to old grumpy geezers but it was for a good cause.
The man just sharply folded his arms and said "if you've come to flirt with me I have a wife." Lucy stopped with a sad expression on her face, but this was just the beginning.
"Oh." She said simply, " that's a true shame" this may by lies but with no means to brag at herself... She was astounding at acting. The mans eyes widened at that but he tried to cover his gushing cheeks. "Oh well." She sighed and slowly walked to the bookshelf where her book was. She reached for it and returned to the man with a glum expression. "I'll have this I guess... How much?" Here it comes...
"U-um well because of... Um~... my rudeness at the start" he began blushing even more, "I will give you a discount. Just this once and ask for half price..." Lucy's acting dramatically kicked in.
"YAAAAAAAAYY!" She cried pulling the man into her arms. "You would do that for me!?"
"I-it's ok!" He yelped his voice muffled by the blonde unbelievably massive chest. "Now that would be £10 please." Lucy paid up and left with a gossip weekly in her pocket.
10 minutes later
As she walked down the crowded streets she noticed that she hadn't eaten since the train journey and she had £10 left thanks to that discount. She was starving and needed a big dinner so decided on a small restaurant that served three course meals. When Lucy entered there was a petite pink haired girl in a maid costume waiting for her.
"Hello" Lucy said politely. "Um table for one please?" She asked and the girl smiled lightly and grabbed a menu.
"Yes miss. Please right this way." The girl spoke softly leading Lucy to a small table with a comfortable chair beside it in a solitary corner. "Please miss sit down and I will come when your ready." Lucy couldn't help but smile at the waitress' innocent formality. She shrugged it off and sat down as she read the amazingly confectionary menu and eventually decided on a good three choices to eat. Setting the menu down within and second the waitress arrived again.
"Miss are you ready to order?" She asked.
"Um yes can I have for starters some tomato and basil soup." Lucy started as the girl quickly jotted it down in her pocket sized note book. "The beef burger and chips with salad for main and then for desert can I have a chocolate brownie."
"Yes miss and to drink?"
"I'll have a cup of coffee please." As the waitress left with the menu Lucy couldn't help but ask. "What's your name?"
"My name is Virgo." She replied bowing slightly and returning to the kitchen.
Lucy sank into the comfy chair with delight as she rummaged through her pocket and pulled out the gossip weekly magazine. £10 gossip weekly magazine might she add. She flicked through the first few pages of boring newest toys and guns. She hated to admit it but she did notice a black snack whip for £50 on half price sale this week in Mongolia. £25? She'll make it £15! Only for self defence!
Lucy turned to the next page and suddenly closed the book at the awful picture with a gasp. She opened it again slowly. She peeked at it and read the caption 'BODY FOUND IN ALLEY WAY OF HARGEON'. She looked at the picture again as she scanned it. It was the body of a man shot in the chest. There was burn marks all over him but a very distinct burn in the shape of a dragon. She had to admit it was kind of titchy but it was circled and there was a close up picture of it beside that.
Suddenly a small clink on her table sounded as a cup of warm coffee was set there. She gave a small thanks as her waitress, Virgo left. Lucy looked down at her coffee with tempted eyes. Why did the restaurants always give you the drink before the food? It was like they wanted you the finish your drink and not have anything to wash your food down with in the end. She gave in and took a sip.
Right beside the article was a wanted poster of the very man responsible. At the top it said 'WANTED DEAD OR ALIVE' then there was a very un-detailed picture of the so-called salamander. The only true detail was his truly unfashionable scarf. The rest was just bias about him unless he was a demon on earth. At the bottom was his nick-name the salamander and then 'REWARD: £100,000,000' Lucy thought she would choke on her own spit when she saw the reward. Why was he so important to catch? And why dead or alive? And how do they know it's him if they barely know his description?
Before she could conjure up another unanswerable question a bowl of steaming hot tomato and basil soup was placed in front of her. She looked round to see Virgo smile at her. "I hope you have a good meal."
The rest of Lucy's evening in the restaurant was spent gulping down mouthfuls of deliciousness and sipping two cups of hot coffee.
The streets were lit by the stylish cars and old fashioned street lamps. She had nowhere to stay but she was determined to find a hotel.
After a while she admitted that she had learned never to eat before you find a hotel. She sighed exhausted of roaming the multiple paths of the labyrinth of Hargeon. Was there even an actual hotel in this place? Lucy gave up! Maybe she should just sleep in an alley wa- no what if the salamander comes for her? No she has keep going!
Before she could take a single step a beefy hand grabbed her hand and pulled her into a long alley way. Her head banged onto the rough brick wall leaving a small but extremely sharp pain. "Who are you!?" She demanded. Through her dazed expression she could see a cloaked figure.
"Perhaps you've heard of the salamander?" The cloaked guy who claims to be the salamander sneered. Lucy's eyes widened in horror at the man.
"No!" She cried silently as the salamander laughed evilly. "It can't be!" Lucy huddled down as far as she could but the hands grabbed her again and brought her up.
"Where d' ya think your going?" He laughed. The salamander pulled out a hand gun and pointed it at Lucy. "Now," Lucy cowered further into the wall shutting her eyes tight, "let's see how pretty an angel you'll make." The smirk on his lips was horrifying but when she opened her eyes he was standing still. A sickly evil laugh reverberated through the walls of the alley way making it impossible to tell where it was coming from. Suddenly light feet hit the ground behind the salamander. His eyes widened as he slowly turned around.
"Y'know I was waitin' for a better pick up line than that to see if you'd a suitable guy to frame an' get me off the hook!" It was pitch black in the alley way and she couldn't see a thing but the second she saw a flame appear she froze in horror. "But 'let's see how pretty an angel you'll make?!' I was dumb to even think of it! Now, " the figure growled loosing his sense of humour and jokiness, "I'll burn you to ashes! I'm all fired up!" The person launched himself at the salamander. He was so small but so strong!
His smirk, which was almost the only thing visible in the silhouetted fire figures, was so scary it would possibly make the bravest man in the world run away. She also spotted his pointed canines, which any normal human being would never have. She watched the fight start out with the smaller one, let's just call him a boy, giving a few blows to the face at the salamander. He was taking down the salamander. That was a boy taking down the infamous salamander. Fire even seemed to follow the hands of the boy! It was like watching a martial arts classic demonstration... But far more awesome.
The salamander kicked the boy in the shin but it didn't seem to faze him at all, not even a limp! Who was that boy? Again the boy took the stage and kicked the salamander down low and he feel to the ground. He was basically crying in agony. The boy landed on top of the salamander holding his fire close to his index finger on his left hand. Lucy gasped when she saw a ring with at figure of a dragon on it. Not just any dragon. Oh no. This was THE dragon. The real salamander pinning down a fake salamander ready to kill.
"Now," the boy now identified as the real salamander spat, "proudly go to the under world and wear this for all to know you were one of my many victims."
"W-wait you don't kill me first?" The Fake salamander cried trying to move from his grip but it was basically like iron. Burning iron.
"But then I can't hear my favourite part." The salamander teased pouting like a child. Lucy nearly laughed at how young he was acting. But what did he like hearing the most? " your pitiful scream!" Oh. The salamander jammed his fist onto the right hand side of the fake salamander's forehead as he screamed in pain. He laughed his evil laugh as the scream echoed through his ears and he let the dragon shaped burn mark make a home on his forehead. He then pulled out a gun and held it to the fake salamander's head. He said nothing this time he just pulled the trigger and the man died.
Lucy felt like crying. I mean sure that guy nearly murdered her but he just died in front of her very eyes and she didn't even know the guys name. She still didn't make a sound. She didn't want to have a list of pain or death related stuff on her last things she did before she died list. If she did it would look like this.
THINGS I DID BEFORE I DIED
-NEARLY DIE
-WATCH TWO GUYS CLAIMING TO BE THE SALAMANDER FIGHT
-WATCH THE REAL SALAMANDER LAY EXTREME AGONY ONTO THE FAKE ONE
-WATCH THE REAL SALAMANDER KILL THE FAKE ONE
-LET THE SALAMANDER LAY EXTREME AGONY ON ME BECAUSE I CANT FIGHT
-DIE.
There you go. Make a sound and this might happen. Don't make a sound and it may not happen.
Lucy watched the salamander stand up as the fear radiated through her body. He began to walk away from her and she noticed she wasn't breathing. She allowed a small gasp of air to enter her mouth. He stopped. Lucy froze to her spot as the salamander turned around. A random car out late passed and shone light on the teenage boys body and face momentarily. His clothes were old and scrawly and his loose white pants were torn and dirty. The only clean clothing was his pure white scaly scarf. He then had a waist coat with a golden lining, which was also splashed with dirt, with no top underneath it. His hair was something out of this world though! His hair was a very distinct shade of salmon pink! It was sorted into spikes going in all directions. Lucy stared. And the more she stared the more she noticed. This was a boy for flip sake. A boy! He's around the same age as her and everything.
After a minute of checking each other out the salamander began to move. Lucy flinched. She wanted to run but she wanted to ask him some things first. "I don't feel like anymore murders tonight. Now scram!" The boy demanded. He swiftly turned around but this wasn't the end.
"Wait what?" Lucy asked quite astonished that she was just being neglected by him.
"I said scram! And don't tell anyone about me or I will find you. I'll be watching you. Now scram!" He turned around again and headed for the wall.
"But your just a boy!" Lucy protested. He immediately stopped and looked her up and down.
"And I just saved your life from a guy who was about to kill you. Besides your just a girl!"
"But how did you do that?" He paused for a while.
"Practise." He said firmly
"What's you name?"
"Why do you care?"
"Fine. Why do you kill people?"
"Are you some sorta reporter?" He was getting suspicious of her.
"No! I just wanna know."
"Why would I tell you?" Lucy was caught off guard there. "Like I said don't tell anyone about this place or I will kill you."
"Wait! Where do you live?"
"Anywhere I can. Why?" Lucy paused. He didn't have a home?
"I can't find any hotels in this place."
"There's one up this street and to the left." And with that he left. Well he kind of climbed up the wall. His fingers and bare feet finding even the smallest crack a help as he climbed up the he left she suddenly snapped into the real world noticing she had just had a conversation with and asked directions from a serial killer.
She noticed he wasn't lying about the hotel because the second she turned left at the corner she saw a sparkly sign saying 'HARGEON HOTEL' on it.
The bed was comfortable. The space was plentiful. The shower warm. The sink was... Satisfactory? Well her room was perfect for the night and after a warm shower, she was ready for a good night sleep. Unfortunately fate had decided she would lie awake and think. Not about her story. Nope. About the salamander. Who was he? Why did he kill people? And why did he show mercy on her? She fell asleep with those questioned stirring in her mind. What will happen if she ever sees that guy again. Will he kill her without thought? Maybe.