Kingsville Ohio

One night in a small, sleepy little town, in a brick cottage on the outskirts of town, locked up in the attic of her house, laid a small little girl weeping on the floor. The little girl was a beautiful mixed skinned angel, about four or five, with short dark brown hair, and dim chocolate brown eyes.

She was clutching a small pink raggedy old teddy bear to her chest, it was the last thing she had from her mom who had died earlier this year. The little girl was in the backseat of the car the day it happened. Her mom had been picking her up from her aunties' Caressas, who had been too sick to drive her back home. They were driving threw an intersection when an 18 wheeler came speeding threw a red light headed strait for the small SUV they were in. Her mom tried to swerve to get out of the way but the 18 wheeler turned and chased her down smashing, the 18 wheeler then proceeded to smash head first into the front of the car. The last thing the girl remembered before blacking out was her mom's terrified screams as the 18 wheeler came ramming into the car.

Her dad had come to pick her up from the hospital when she awoke. But back then what had frightened her was that her dad was usually sweet, loving, and carrying of her, but that day on the ride home his eyes, usually bright and happy, seemed dark and angry. When they got home she ran up to her rooms to go to bed, only when she was halfway up the stairs she heard her dad yelling at her to come back down stairs.

She had told him she was tired and wanted to go to bed then before waiting for a response, she ran to her room shut the door and crawled into bed. Just a few short minute later she heard lowed footsteps stomping up the stairs to her room. Pulling up the blanket in fear as she stared at the door trying to calm herself down, she yelped in fear when she heard something slam and crash on the other side of the door. Suddenly the door swings open to revile her dad glaring at her in rage, jaw clinched, with his hands clenched so tight in a fist that that his knuckles were turning white.

She lied there, petrified, shaking in fear as her dad made his way over to her. The little girl Clinched her eyes closed as tight as she could when he pulled his fist back ready to hit her, and thin as his fist came in contact with the small girl's eye, so signified the beginning of the pain, the daily beatings, and the brutal torture he put her threw sometimes bringing the girl all the way to the brink of death and then brought her back only to continue with the never ending beatings upon the young girl.

The little girl had tears down her face as her mind wandered back to the death of her mother and the first time her father had beat her. Clutching her teddy bear in fear as she heard her father's footsteps coming up the stairs to the attic he had her held captive in.

She had one chance of avoiding a second beating today. She quickly got up of the cold and dirty floor of the attic and ran over to the wardrobe filled with her mother's old outfits which were now hanging in the wardrobe just gathering dust. Pushing the outfits to the side careful not to make the hangers make that loud scraping sound they usually do when pushed down the metal rod that they hung from, she maneuvered herself inside shutting the wardrobe and hiding herself behind the old outfits to where she couldn't be seen just as her dad managed to unlock the door and enter the attic in his drunken state.

Looking around getting annoyed and infuriated as he couldn't find her in the room but knowing she was somewhere in the room hiding from him he stops looking and angrily yells "LUCY I KNOW YOUR IN HERE SO GET YOUR LITTLE PUNK ASS OUT NOW AND DON'T MAKE ME HALF TO LOOK FOR YOU OR YOU'LL BE IN FOR AN EVEN WORSE BEATING YOU STUPID LITTLE BITCH!"

Lucy winced and quivered in fear as she heard him call her that, the last time he called her a bitch was when he gave her the worst and most painful beating of all three months ago and she's still recovering from it no thanks to his daily beatings only worsening her ignores and know he seemed even madder than he did back then.

The poor petrified Lucy hid in there for 45 agonizing minutes until her dad more terrifying and furious than she had ever seen him before finally found her in the wardrobe. Dragging her out he brought her face looking directly at his, and then with a malicious smirk the pain started again.

11 Years Later

Lucy's 16th birthday was today. Her birthday was one of the rare days when he let her see her relatives out of "kindness" Yah right, Lucy knew it was only to keep her relatives getting suspicious, Hell the week before her birthday he had her taken to a hospital to have her injuries fixed up and told everyone that the remaining ones had been from a four wheeler accident. This was the only time he stopped the physical abuse for a short while until her birthday was over with then they were even worse and more frequent for a while to make up for the times he hadn't been beating her.

Lucy looked around to see her family the only family he'd let her see, they were the only people she had seen in the past 11 years because her dad had her homeschooled so he could keep an eye on her and make sure that she didn't try to run away or tell someone what he has been doing to her since her mom died. Everyone was smiling all happy except for her father's smirk.

She couldn't bring herself to smile the torture and anxiety for what was soon to come after everyone left, made her to furious and scared to smile. Every year just like on her 5th birthday when he did it for the first time he would break her arm force her in to the attic get drunk while she tried to escape or hide, come staggering back in find her shove her into the now empty wardrobe where she couldn't get away from him and sexually assault her. Not just on her birthday but whenever he wanted the fucking perverted pig.

She felt herself tense up ready to fight and defied herself every time she thought of it. She could feel her fist clench as tight as possibly without ripping her bone threw skin when she noticed he was walking towards her with that evil smirk on his face. "Well Lucy I'm very proud of you." He said smirking. Lucy tried to calm herself down replied deadly calm with a simple "Why?" Her father's smirk got even bigger when he replied with "Well you know that school you've wanted to go to. Racer academy was it? Well I sent them a scholarship application and they accepted. You get to go on a full scholarship." He announced out loud before adding in a mumble to were only she could hear him "Lucky little ungrateful bitch."

Ignoring his comment, Lucy froze on the spot shell shocked unable to move. She didn't know wither to hug him, or to get the train tickets grab her stuff and go right now. He stood there holding the train ticket and the letter proving that she had gotten in with a full scholarship shoved the papers into her hands and told her to go pack and tell everyone good bye because the buss to the train station was coming by their house in 30 minutes.

Upon hearing this she took the letters ran to her room and began to pack. As soon as she finished packing she told her relatives' good bye and ran out to the bus stop just in time to catch the bus.

5 Hours later

Finally getting off the train near Racer Academy, even thou she was so exhausted she could just pass out, she had never in her life felt so alive and happy in her life before as she was when she walked through the gates to Racer Academy.

Making her way thru the building Lucy looked down at the information sheet still trying to find where headmaster Spritl Racer's office was, not paying attention to where she was going she bumped right in to the little orange/red headed brat we all know.

"AWW! HAY WATCH WERE YOUR GOING NEW BEE YOU JUST UP SCUFFED MY FAVORITE PAIR OF HIGH HEALS!" Annilese yelled in Lucy's face, as she stomped and thrusts her fist down at her side and gave Lucy the death glare. "Well sorry, I'm just trying to find the headmaster's office!" Lucy snapped back glaring at her while picking her stuff up off the floor. "UGHH! Go down the hall to your right, up the stairs, and it's the third door down to your left." Annilese said already hating this new girl, and vice a versa.

"Thanks." Lucy said annoyed by the girls being such a brat. Lucy then went back to gathering her stuff off the floor and standing back up to see to her delight that Annilese had already walked off stomping down the hall acting like a diva no doubt. She then turned down the hall and followed the instructions the bratty girl had given her to the headmaster's office, and to her surprise it was exactly where the brat said it was.

She then took a deep breath to calm herself down before knocking on the door. "Come in" She opened the door to find a strange room with tons of pictures of the dead Speed Racer, and a creepy little statue with the name Zile Zazic carved into it. Sitting behind a desk was the headmaster Spritle Racer going through a stack of papers on his desk.

"Hi you must be the new student Lucy Netherfield, welcome to racer academy." He said to her with a kind smile. "Yah that's me." Lucy said with a nervous chuckle, as he was pulling her paperwork out of the stack on his desk. "A rather impressive application. Placement tests are tomorrow at ate; here are your classes and your room number and key." He said handing her the info. "I thought tryouts were only for racers, I didn't know that were for mechanics to." Lucy said calmly with a perplexed look on her face. "Well at most schools they are but here we would like to know how all of our students rank on the leader board." Spritle said matter of factly.

"Ok thank you." Lucy said to him as she exited the office. She looked down at the paper with the dorm room number on it to find that it said room 37 B north wing of the girl's dormitory. Growing quite weary she decided to head to her dorm room with little trouble.

She sighed happily as she set her stuff down on her bed and began to unpack. These were going to be the best 4 years of her life so far. Only stopping unpacking when she found her old blood stained pocket knife from where she had been cutting her wrist. Deciding that she probably wouldn't need it anymore, but just in case she decided against throwing it away and found a little raised slit in the wood in the bottom dresser drawer and hid it in there.

One Year Later

Lucy woke up extra early in the attic of her hell hole, grabbed her packed bag and darted out of the house and to the bus stop before her dad even knew she was up. On the four and a half hour bus ride back to Racer Academy she was feeling mixed emotions. On one hand she was super excited to see her friends and her best friend/crush again. But on the other she didn't want to go back for fear that everyone would find out what her "Father" forced her to do over the summer.

Lucy had lied awake in bed crying in agony because either her "Dad" would beat her or rape her, or he'd call his buddy's over to torture her by rape and beatings almost every day. She couldn't take it anymore! She had started cutting again and wouldn't stop that was the only time that her other stabbing pains weren't as bad.

Her head snapped up as fast as lighting as she heard the sound of the train stop and the conductor announcing there arrival. A small shadow of her once beautiful smile crossed her features as she got up to get her things. She brushed her hand on the bag space above her seat until she felt her finger tips gently graze upon her bag. As she was lightly tugging on her bag her foot slipped on some yogurt that someone had spilled on the floor, tugging her bag down with her.

She winced, biting her lip so to stop a yelp of pain, as the bag came crashing down right on the gash she had on her side which was still raw for not having healed from the assault she had received night before. Someone came rushing over and helped her up off the ground. "Hay you ok Lucy?" He said kindly helping her up and helping her pick her stuff up before she could see his face. Shocked she barely mumbled "I'm fine thanks." in response trying to get out of there a.s.a.p.

"Mind if I walked back to the academy with you?" He said finally looking back at her to revile Speed Racer Jr. with a shy, Friendly smile. Looking up at that angelic smile that she loved so much, Lucy relaxed comforted by his sweet smile and kind, handsome midnight blue eyes. "Sure, I'd like that." She said feeling a goofy grin and a slight blush upon her face as they walked off the train together.