I waited patiently after knocking on door '259.' Everything around me was silent but I could hear muffled voices coming from inside the house. So i knocked again, alittle anxiously this time.

Knocking twice was a mistake. The door whipped open and a hand grabbed me and dragged me inside. I couldn't see anything or anyone except the dirty brown rug my face was pressed up against. The person who pulled me inside now sat on my back while holding my arms behind me. "State your name," A woman's voice ordered.

I didn't answer because I was scared to make the wrong move. What was It that Gray said to say?

A blow to my head made my face slam into the ground, causing my nose to crack under the pressure, and the woman repeated, "State your name and business here."

"L-Lucy! Lucy Heartifilia!" I cried as blood ran down from my nose.

The woman gave a forced laugh that was ment to sound harsh. Once she was done laughing at how pathetic I was she asked, "What is your business here, Lucy Heartifilia?" My name came out like venom. How the hell did I end up in such a bad situation?

"I-I'm h-here to see uhm.. shit what's his name. Salmon?" I stammered over my own words. I realized salmon was not the right name when I was still pressed into the ground and the woman didn't move to get off of me. Then I remembered, "Gray sent me here!"

This seemed to ring a bell for her, the woman got up but held onto my wrists tightly. She pulled me onto my feet by my twisted arms, sending a jolt of pain to shoot through my shoulders. I cried out in pain, but she held no remorse for my pain. She yanked tighter until I stood strait up.

Now on my feet, I got a look around. The apartment was completely empty, save a large round table that had a literal mountain of cocaine on it. Around that table sat 4 different naked girls who were grabbing small amounts of the drug and weighing it out, then putting it in bags.

One girl was short with blue hair, she faced away from me. On her right was a girl who had long brown hair and was wearing only a blue pair of underwear. I wonder why she gets to wear clothes but the other don't.. Next to her sat two girl with white hair, one had a boy hair cut and the other had hair that reached her butt. The one with longer hair faced me and she glanced up to meet my eyes. She gave me a sweet smile then turned back to her work.

The woman behind me leaned in close and asked, "Why the fuck would Gray send some little girl here?"

"Uh.." I tried searching in my memory the thing Gray wanted me to say. My face lit up when I remembered, "To see Salamander!"

Instantly the woman released me and said, "Oh a client? Right this way, Ms. Heartifilia.." I turned to see the woman who held me captive just moments before. She had scarlet hair that fell to the middle of her back and big brown eyes. She turned from me and started walking toward a door that was on the left side of the apartment. She opened it slightly and poked her head in and whispered something to whoever lie on the other side.

Whoever she talked to sounded angry when they screamed, "What the fuck Erza! Don't just fucking walk into my room!"

Erza quickly apologized, "I'm so sorry, Sala-"

"Get the fuck out! Both of you!" the mystery man interrupted her and threw something against the wall.

Erza pulled her head out of the doorway, fallowed by a slim woman with green hair. The woman's bones stuck out and her nose was bleeding so I could only guess what she was doing in there and what she was trying to get. Sounds all to familiar.

"Now why the fuck did you barge in?" The man yelled as he stormed out.

I gasped at how sexy this man was. He was about half a foot taller than me, making his tower over both me and the Erza chick, he had spiky pink hair, pointy black eyes and a lean muscular body with a slight tan that was easy to see since he was shirtless. So this was the famous Salamander.

"I-I'm sorry Salamander, It's this girl-"

"Lucy," I said with a smile while holding out my hand to shake. I don't know this man but I really wanted to. "I'm here under Gray's orders."

Salamander ignored my outstretched hand and started looking me up and down. I let my arm fall down once he started circling me like I was his prey he was about to attack. He walked back to the front of me and started stroking his chin while he thought for a moment. Finally he breathed, "Lucy?"

I nodded uncomfortably. I felt like a caged animal with this man's eyes examining me.

"What do ya need, Lucy?"

I blinked a few times, confused by the question. Then I remembered, "Oh, yeah! Gray's my dealer and he ran out so he told me to come here to get something."

Salamander seemed angry by reasoning. The air around me seemed to have raised in temperature, even the scary woman from before, Erza, slowly slipped away from us. "What a fucking shame," He said with a strained voice. "All the hot ones are coke whores. So how ya gonna pay? I'll give ya a line for a blow job and a decent amount if ya let me get it in."

I raised my voice in shock, "No, no that's not what I-"

"Oh? You got money?" Now he was interested. I didn't look too much like the average coke head. I looked like a rich one, with my black South Pole winter coat, jean skirt, coach boots, silver necklace and diamond studded earrings.

I nodded and said, "Not much, I only need a little bit though, I'm tryin' quit."

Salamander seemed shocked at my statement. He studied me for a moment longer before turning back into his room and grabbing something. When he came back out he gave me a devilish smile before saying, "Here ya go Luce, free of charge." He handed me a dime bag full of blow. I looked down to it and grinned. I finally got what I wanted after such a stressful ordeal.

I turned to walk out while stuffing the goodies into my coat pocket and thoughtfully said, "Thank you so mu-"

"Wait. Right. There." His voice stopped me. I obliged to his orders and stopped moving. I even stopped breathing for some reason.. "I guess I lied, It's not free of charge. I have oooone little favor to ask."

I rolled my eyes, I should've known it'd come to this... "What do you want?" I tried to ask in my sweetest voice, but my voice came out cold and aggravated.

He laughed at my mood swing and continued, "Look at it more as a deal... When you get off this junk, come see me again. I'll give you till this Sunday before I come looking for you."

"Sunday?!" I asked in outrage. This man I don't even know is giving me two days to get clean? Does he think I'm so kind of fucking saint?

He chuckled again, "Oooh feisty. Just how I like em..." I turned back to him and will never forget the deliciously evil smile he gave me. It sent cold chills through my body, giving me goose bumps and making me shiver. I like what this guy does to me... He snapped his fingers my way to get my attention and continued, "Do ya hear me, Luce? Two. Days." I nodded and ran when he yelled, "Now get out!"


"Ah Lucy! I see you survived meeting Salamander!" The raven haired man said with a smile as I walked up to the corner he always stood at.

I huffed in response and held my fist out to him. "Take this, Gray!"

He lifted his hand so it was under mine and waited while I released my fist and the small baggie fell out of my grasp. He looked at it with a puzzled expression, and waited for an explanation.

I gave it quickly, "I'm done! Salamander told me to quit or else he'd find me, and I don't wanna get on his bad side. So take that and don't ever sell to me again. No matter how much I beg or cry."

He nodded with a smile on his face. He seemed a lot more happy and enthusiastic at my new goal and I didn't want to be around anything happy right now. "Well, I wish you luck, Lucy!" Gray called when I started walking from him. I held a hand up and waved in response and made my way back to my daughter.


When I made it back to the ally I've lived in for 3 years I panicked because I couldn't see Wendy. It was dark and I couldn't afford to lose her right now. So I called for her and quickly calmed down when her head poked out from behind the dumpster. She gave an explanation for why she was so scared, "Those men came back, and I did what ya said to do! I hid until they left.."

By those men, she means some old clients I had from when I was younger. They were some pervs who dumped me when I grew up, they said they liked younger girls and wouldn't pay now that I had boobs and looked older. Then they saw me with Wendy, who is now 13, so they started stalking her and trying to ask her to come with them. I had pulled out my switch blade to answer their question so now they give her space until I leave.

She ran into my arms and hugged me tightly, "I don't wanna live in the street anymore!" She cried into my chest. "It-it sucks having to go to restaurants or fountains in the park to bathe ourselves and I never feel safe!"

I ran my fingers through her knotted blue hair and gave a sad smile. I lightly pushed her small frame off of me and kneeled down so I was shorter than her. "We have enough money for a hotel for a few nights, wanna go to one?"

She wiped the tears that streamed down her face and gave a "uh-hu," and a nod.

"Help me grab the bags of clothes and we can go to the usual one down the street." I ordered, pulling myself back onto my feet. I was planning on staying at a hotel for a few days because detoxing was going to suck and I can't be around a bunch of addicts without wanting to do some too. The coke heads were everywhere and they always came to me because I was the middle man between them and Gray. I needed to disappear until I met with Salamander again.

Wendy and I walked over to the dumpster she hid behind not too long ago and we opened it to reveal our little hide out for our valuables. This ally way was empty until we moved in and found a large green dumpster at the junk yard. I hired some help from the two strongest addicts I could find and had them bring it here so I could hide our stuff in it. Who's gonna look in a dumpster for riches? Not many people.

We grabbed everything of ours, which was in only three garbage bags, and headed down the ally and down the street to go to our hotel. The hotel man was a regular costumer of mine, he didn't start seeing me until I was about 15 so he gave us killer deals-as long as I gave him something in return. I brought Wendy to the room we always stayed in and layed her down on the big comfortable bed and tucked her in. Her eyes almost instantly dropped so I walked up and kissed her forehead before walking back out of the room to meet up with Habiki.

Habiki was close to my age, I think he was 19. He had a girlfriend but liked to get some on the side and when he couldn't pick up a chick at the bar he'd come find me. Once I started coming to the hotel he evidently worked at he begged me to sleep with him and do a few other things as pay for staying. He said he'd pay for the room, but that was only the first couple of times. Now he has me pay half and still do what he wants.

I was disgusted with myself, but I found that arguing with the clientell wasn't the smartest idea so I played along now. As long as it wasn't too bad atleast. Some men asked for some nasty shit though and I have my limits.

"Hey Habiki," I breathed as I leaned back against the wall in the hotel lobby. It was empty, because this hotel wasn't the best one around, and I wasn't shocked when he took me right there on the desk.


Okay so I'm like in love with the "Salamander" I created in this story! I have great plans for him and Lucy!(:

Don't be afraid to leave a review, just please no hate! I cried last time I got a hateful review on a different story :/