She took a step back involuntarily but felt something push her back towards the other man. She was totally trapped, sweat started to form on her forehead as she gritted her teeth, Never did she feel so helpless ever in her life before. "What happened Goldylocks?" The black haired one tried to flirt but that only disgusted Lucy More as he took strands of her hair in his big hands. "Don't touch me."

The One standing behind her Laughed out loud, "You are trapped where do you think are you going to go." She clentched her fist in anger and landed a punch on his smirking face as hard as she could and tried to run away but the third one blocked her path and twisted her left arm. A sudden pang of pain rushed throught her body at which she let a small scream. Remembering the day when she didn't even cry when Gajeel brutally beated her.. This was nothing compared to this.

The leader took hold of her hair roughly which he was soothily touching moments ago and dragged her towards the wall and spat on her face sinisterically, "What were you thinking Chickie? That after the way you humiliated us. We will leave you? And stop wiggling! you can't run away unless you pay us back for what you did and yeah.. Those 5000 jewels you promised in kind." Lucy felt like crying but she kept her thing together and head slammed him. He lost his control for a minute of which she took advantage and kicked him right on his shins. She reached out for her whip and felt her hand meet nothing.

Shit! How could she be so careless! The second one came running towards her from the behind and punched her which caught her off-gaurd. Lucy fell on the ground coughing out blood, There were two street lamps instead of One. 6 people kicking her instead of 3. She blinked her eyes to get the blurriness out but it only worsened. It was over.. It would be such a shameful death.. to die in the hands of some perverted gangster after you know being sexually abused. Clutching her eyes shut she only prayed that they would just leave her alone but it was just a wishful thinking that's when she heard a familiar voice.

"Roar of The Light Dragon!"

Lucy saw a silhoutte coming out of the darkness like a Hero. She breathed and rubbed the corner of her brown eyes to see clearly. There in front of her was Sting Eucliffe beating the Crap out of the three Gangsters. With the help of the side wall she stood up with a limping leg and Stared at the scene. He was looking Alright, Lucy was glad to know that he was Alright. Sting had on a black cape underneath the same old odd fashion he loved to wear. A frown graced her bruised lips. He punched one of the Idiots face and back kicked the other and Man handled the last one.

His Eyes had the same Ambitious look and his hair the same old shabby Golden spikes. She was so engrossed trying to figure out everything was fine with him or not that she sucked in a breath when he turned around and stared at her with his blue storm eyes. All three of them lay unconcious on the floor while he stood in the middle staring at her with that badass expression. Like a movie scene.

For some reasons, She grinned up at him and ran to hug the blonde slayer but he stepped back as soon as her hands were about to engulf him. Lucy looked down at her feet sadly and turned around. He must be angry..How could I forget everything.

"Sting.. I just, I don't know- I.." She was speechless.

"I am just so happy to see you and I am so glad you rescued me on time.. I am-" When she felt nothing move behind her she turned around and saw him laying on the ground next to the three.. She panicked and started to shake him abruptly, he had few bruises here and there nothing to sever to faint about but then a stench hit her nose.

Lucy slapped her forehead dumbly, "He is drunk.." and sat down next to Sting with her head resting on the palm of her hand thiking about something and then she facepalmed at her condition.

An injured blonde Teenager sitting cross legged in the middle of the street next to a caped slayer with three men tossed like grain bags with the night light flicking periodically. Too much Drama but this was nothing when realisation about something clouded her mind.

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"Oh My God! How Am I going to drag him back home!"

She started to beat his chest as hard as she could but couldn't gather much power because of being injured. "Wake up you baka! Wake up!"