Hey guys this is my first fic and Its kinda just what came off the top of my head.. It might be cliche. Enjoy!
Prologue
Levy asked me how I got here once, It's not a huge story but I'm sure you will enjoy it. You see, I used to have it all, my dad was the owner of a huge company and I was rich. Both my parents loved me dearly but it all changed one day. One day my mother was diagnosed with lung cancer. By the time we knew it was too late. two months later my mother died. My father grew distant and neglected me. I doubted his care for me so one day I ran off. At age 15 Lucy Heartfilia, heir to the Heartfilia fortune disappeared, assumed dead.
Thats not the true story though, I'm not dead (though I sometimes wish to be) I am what some would call a feared mafia criminal but others would call a slave. I ran away from my uncaring father and was a lowly street brat. Until Loke found me and took me to the Zodiac gang. I quickly showed skill in thieving and handling myself with a gun and knife. At age seventeen I was promoted leader of our little gang. Just the name 'Lucy' could scare some of the mafia bosses. Until one day I lost it all. A team from the Sabertooth mafia tried to force our gang to ally with them but we were independent. They ruined our lives. I was left that night not knowing if half of my friends were alive and knowing the other half were fleeing to get somewhere away from Sabertooths reach. I looked up that dark night and saw Sabertooths finest Sting Eucliffe slam the butt of his gun into my head then I saw nothing. About a month later I finally escaped and was a street girl again.
One night I saw a tall guy with pink hair wearing a trench coat with something green sticking out of his pocket. I was starving, hadn't eaten it two full days. I snatched it and tried to make my escape. I looked down and came to a halt at the sight of a thousand dollar bill in my hands. My mistake I felt the cold metal of a gun's barrel on my forehead.
"Shit." I cursed under my breath.
"On your knees so I can put a bullet in your skull." He said sadistically.
"Wait!" A familiar voice called out.
"What is it Loke?" Pinky asked.
"Loke?" I thought he was dead.
Loke ignored me for a moment. "She was the leader of my old gang she is amazing with a gun as well as a great thief she could be useful."
Pinky lowered his gun, "Alright join the Fairy Tail mafia or die on pavement like the scum you are."
"I'll join your mafia." I said quickly.
"Good." He smirked an infamous smirk that I would come to hate forever.
Now here I am three years later. I do all of Pinky or Natsu's cleaning as well as thieving to make a living. I clean the entire base top to bottom on a weekly basis and I'm not paid for it. I also do a bunch of thieving for myself so I could live and other than that I steal for the mafia. Everyone is nice to me except Pinky. I'm convinced he is possessed. Other than him my life is okay. I live at the base in a small room in the basement and I'm looking forward to the next year because Sabertooth messed with the wrong mafia.