Usual disclaimer.

I actually wrote this before I wrote Nightshade, but i thought I would submit this anyway. It is not my best and i left the end for another opening. Let me know what you think. Thanks. Future warning, some chapters are short.


Lena crouched in a dark street corner glad that no one really paid any attention to her. She just sat there for a minute catching her breath. She had just ghosted a couple of guys because they had tried to rape and rob her. She had shoved a shiv into one mans gut and castrated the other man, watching him bleed to death.

Lena heard a scream, knowing the bodies were found, she got up to move on. She grabbed her sunglasses and put them on; hoping nobody would not notice her shined eyes.

She needed something to eat and was glad that she took their creds. She stopped at a stand and got a hotdog (whatever the hell that was).

Eating and walking down the street, deep in thought, she bumped into a hooded stranger and dropped her food.

"Shit" Lena states "oh well not hungry anyway." and says to the stranger "sorry."

The stranger stops cold in his tracks. It has been awhile since he had heard those words. He turns and replies, "No prob." Thinking about the fight he just witnessed he a slight respect for her. Lena sneaked a smile and they both turn and walk separate ways. The man smiled and started thinking.

Lena found a pleasant little dark corner to rest in.

God, I am so tired. Am I going to run all my life?

Exhausted she closed here eyes. That was a big mistake; the dreams were waiting, waiting for her to come so they could torture her. It never failed, they always came back to haunt her. The nightmares of being thrown out of her home, the beatings, and the raping.

She was startle awake when a chain was thrown around her neck. Eyes wide open she gasps for a breath and her hands go up to her throat trying to remove the chain, but with no luck. Struggling to see her attackers she finally saw three men.

Shit, why am I so stupid? Lena thought to herself.

She had let her guard down for one second and that could be a fatal mistake and she new better, but fatigue and exhaustion had gotten the best of her. The man with the chain around her neck stood her up. Big mistake. Lena had the flexibility of a contortionist and kicked her assailant in the head and steel-tipped boots. She heard a sickening crack and wondered if it hurt, but had succeeded in making him let go of the chain.

"Fuck, I am bleeding, get the bitch!" yells number one. Two and three walk towards Lena, but she has an advantage now, she has the chain. She grew up defending herself, at home, in the slams, and on the streets. She knows how to kill with the chain.

Swinging the chain, Lena hits one guy in the head rendering him unconsciousness and bleeding. The third guy looks around and says "Is it too late to walk away?"

Lena sneers and tells him "Don't know who you are fuckin' with." With those words said, she swings the chain so that it wraps around his neck. His hands go up to his throat, but Lena quickly jerks the chain and he drops to the ground, his neck snapped.

She almost forgot about number one, but it was too late, when she turned around, he had a knife to her throat. It was close, too close for her liking.

"What? Something wrong sweetheart; don't you want to play?" he crooned into her ear, his breath making her sick.

Lena stares directly into his eyes and bluntly replies "Not with your ugly ass."

"Bad choice of words bitch." he yells.

Next thing Lena knew her head was bleeding and she was knocked to the ground. What the hell did he hit with? All she knew was her head hurt like hell and her glasses were smashed now.

Groggy and disorientated from the blow, the attacker tied her arms and started to rip her clothes off. A sound at the end of the ally made the man jump and turn. He saw a glowing pair of eyes looking at him. Shit, it's just a fucking cat and goes back to his business. From nowhere two very strong hands grab the man by the shoulders and lifts him off Lena. Lena momentarily gains conscious as her attacker is being beaten to death by another man. Before she blacks out again, the stranger looks at her and she can't help to think Cool eyes and the unknown takes her back to a strange comfort.