Three Years Earlier.

Lara looked through the window of her room. She was bored, but that was no surprise. Ever since her dad had gotten a job in New York, there were a lot of changes.

For one, they had to move home. At first, Lara was fine with it, but later she learned that it was one of the biggest mistakes in her life.

"Lara, we're home!" Her mother called. Lara scowled.

'Stupid Ava and her yoga class. Stupid Gracie and her study group. Stupid Zoe and her ballet.' She thought angrily. 'And stupid mum for not letting me do boxing.'

"How was your day dear?" Her mother, Marie asked as she entered Lara's bedroom.

"Boring." Lara snapped.

"Well if you had just joined up with a group like I had suggested-"

"I WANT to join a boxing class but YOU won't let me! And you KNOW how I feel about the things that the rest of the guys do!" Lara complained.

"Well, I did give you a list of things to consider."

"You know how I feel about any type of school or music activity. And out of all the things I want to do, and non-contact sport doesn't count."

Marie sighed. "I just want you to be safe."

"Safe? SAFE! We live in one of the most crime infested cities in the WORLD, and you want to keep me safe! HA!" Lara cried and ran out of her room, down the stairs and out the front door.

Her anger boiling inside her didn't stop her actions as she sped past houses, street by street until she had made her way deep into the city.

"Stupid mum, stupid dad, stupid sisters!" She shouted as she walked down a dark alley way and onto a deserted street. She huffed and crossed her arms as the cold began to roll in. Looking up, she noticed that night time had been steadily approaching.

She growled and yelled and hit random objects in stupidity, making as much noise as she possibly could. When she had begun to calm down and take in deep gasps of breath, she could hear someone laughing behind her.

She gasped and turned around to see the outline of a man in the darkness.

"Looks like someone has a little attitude problem." The person spoke. Fear evaporated from Lara and she became angry

"I'll show you 'attitude problem." She spoke.

Running up to the man without a second thought, she lunged for him and kicked him in the chest. He stumbled back out of surprise, than growled.

"I'll teach you a lesson for that girly!"

"GIRLY!" Lara snapped before punching the man in the face and tripping him back.

She sat on his stomach and gave him blow after blow across his face.

"I-MAY-BE-FEMALE-BUT-I-AM-NOT-GIRLY!" She shouted. Blood and bruises had been strewn across the man's face.

When he finally stopped moving, Lara stood up and spat on his face.

"That'll teach you." She snapped and turned around. She looked up when the sound of clapping echoed around her and two men came out of the shadows.

Lara got ready to fight again, but realised that the clapping wasn't coming from either of them.

Then, a tall, bulky built man stepped out of the shadows and Lara's breathe caught in her throat.

"Wh-who are you?" She stuttered. The man smiled.

"You will find out soon enough, but in the mean time, I have a proposition for you." He spoke.

Lara furrowed her eyebrows.

"What kind of proposition?" She asked. The man crossed his arms and turned.

"Follow me and find out."

The other two men followed after him as they disappeared in the shadows.

Lara bit her lip hesitantly and looked around. The darkness of the night had crept in on her, and there was no light on the street save for two lone street lamps.

"I'm not afraid. I'm not afraid." She murmured quietly to herself.

It wasn't long before she found herself running through the shadows, and accidently running into the man and letting out an 'Oomph!'

"So your coming then?" He smirked as he looked at her.

Lara grinned nervously and shrugged. The man looked forward.

The four of them made their way to an abandoned warehouse. It was huge.

As they walked through it, all eyes were on them. Or, more specifically, her.

Lara nervously rubbed her hands together as she looked around. Fear hit her as news reports of rapes and murders engulfed her mind. She gulped.

'I hope I didn't make the wrong decision coming here.' She thought.

Suddenly, two baseball bats were put in a crossway in front of her and she stopped.

The man continued until he stopped and turned around. He sat down on a huge chair, which succeeded in making him look bigger. Now that he was in the light, Lara took a better look at him.

The man had a strong, square jaw and long blonde hair that had been done in a low pony tail. Along the side of his cheeks were three marks, looking like deep claw scratches. Then Lara noticed something that made her stop breathing. On his arm was a tattoo of a purple dragon.

She remembered her dad telling her that the Purple Dragons were a gang of notorious thieves who liked to stir trouble in the city of New York.

And Lara was in their hideout.

She took in deep breathes in order to stop herself from having a panic attack.

'It's ok.' She thought. 'They don't know who you are. They don't know where you live. They don't know your father is-'

"So" The man spoke, interrupting her thoughts. "Do you know the group of which you are with?"

Lara bit her lip and nodded.

The man smiled. "Good. Then I suppose you would like to hear the proposition."

Lara nodded.

"I would like you to join us."

Lara felt shocked.

"What!"

"You handled yourself quite well back there. You took down one of my men easily."

'That was one of his men!'

"You don't have a problem with joining do you? Because, if you say no, then we can't exactly let you live."

Nothing seemed to wipe the evil smile off the man's face. Lara felt fear creep its way inside her again.

"W-why not? I get bored easily at home." She confessed and the man stood up and held out his hand.

"Welcome."

And from then on, the Purple Dragon's base was like her second home. One where she felt as if she were needed. She left home frequently to go visit them and train. Occasionally, she even went out on jobs to teach some poor sucker a lesson for not paying their protection money on time.

Of course, none of her leavings went un-noticed. Every day when she would return home, her father would ask where she had been and her mother would look at her with worry. But Lara, only said that she went for a walk and that she was fine. Occasionally, she came home with bruises on her body and her mother would ask if she's been in a fight. Lara would shake her head and claim that she just fell over.

Although one day, Lara, being Lara, snapped.

"Why can't you guys just leave me alone and mind your own business!" She demanded. Her mother and father jumped in surprise at her outburst, and her sisters spectated the scene with wide eyes.

"We are only trying to take care of you dear." Her mother ushered.

Lara screamed and ran out the door.

Her father put a hand to his chin.

"I don't trust her." He murmured and turned around. "Ava. You're in charge until your mother and I get back. We're going out to see where Lara is going."

Ava nodded as she held both of her sister's hands, looking protective.

"Come on Marie, we'll take the police cruiser while the car is out for a service."

Marie nodded and followed her husband out.

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Gracie bit her lip.

"Go on Gracie." Don urged. "What happens?"

"Well... it's kind of hazy from then on for us. Only Lara knows-"

"It wasn't long until I realised Mama and Papa were following me." A voice interrupted.

All the faces turned to see standing Lara in the doorway, leaning on the door frame and looking off to the side.

"Of course they didn't know that. I tried my best to shake them off but they kept finding me. I thought I'd lost them when I reached the warehouse, but..."

Lara closed her eyes tightly at the painful memory.

"When I went inside, the boss was not happy at all when he found out that I had been followed. Or that my dad was the chief of police at the time."

She let out a shaky breathe and looked up at their faces.

"I don't know how, but a fire started. I had just made it outside, but when I ran to the police cruiser, no-one was inside."

Lara's eyes began to fill up with water and tears streamed down their face.

"I heard their screams from outside. Mama's, Papa's and everyone else's." She choked on a sob. "I had led my own parents to their deaths."

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Well that was fun to write. Anyone get confused? Let me know please! Also, I'm happy that I got one that's not THAT boring out there. :)

Sorry it took so long! I blame school. But, I want an education so... whatever.

BYE!

~ MR