Hello all my faithful readers I am proud to announce that this is most likely the first time I have posted twice in two days I now know after reading the synopsis that I put the confrontation in the wrong place but I think it is better suited there for this story so with out further ado I must begin.

"What have we here?"A smooth baritone's voice that sounded oddly like-

"Oh no…"

"Hmm…? It seems as if I have caught a timid mouse spying on me."

I stood there still silent and shaking not knowing what to do. I couldn't win against him he was muscular and tall and I was just barely five foot. His eyes were speculating but cruelty lay in their depths, he stepped closer now a foot away.

"The mouse says nothing, not surprising to me." He was now crushing me against the wall.

"Does this mouse have a name I wonder?" I decided that I couldn't keep quiet forever

"Lucille." my voice did not tremble and for that I was grateful it was bad enough the brute thought correctly that I was scared with out giving him proof.

"Lucille, Lucille what ever are you doing out this late at night?" he said with a little more than smugness in his voice.

I was angry now

"It's none of yours."

His eyes turned to fire then with in a second I was above him being choked against a wall.

"You are a foolish woman to speak those words…"

"Oh really" My bravery coming back to me I spat right into his eye causing him to flinch and look away and for that split second I was free. I ran and what surprised me was to hear him laughing after me.

"You may always run my dear but you can never hide from Edward Hyde." I quickly crossed into an alley and I could have sworn he passed me but as soon as I stepped out I was pulled back in by two large hands.

It was him Hyde I probably had fear all over my face because he was smiling wolfishly at me. I shivered and tried to kick him but it was in vain he caught my foot. It was like a child fighting with its father or trying to; he slid his hand up my skirts as I once again curse myself for wearing a dress today. I felt his hand at the edge of my bloomers and could do nothing but struggle as only one of his hands was pinning down my own.

He pulled down my bloomers and carefully unbuttoned his waist coat and trousers. I tried with all my might to kick him, scratch him, slap him, even scream but Hyde foreseeing this had gagged me and tied my hands. He entered me time and time again each time I fought and lost until he had come over his edge and spilled himself into me.

He just got up put himself together and walked away after untying my hands and leaving me in agony. I managed to put myself together well enough for no one to notice the difference and walked home as I walked inside our butler greeted me. I left him with the message that no one else should bother me tonight and so I slept. I woke from my nightmare they had been occurring for four weeks now.

I was surprised at how fast I recovered after a week I left my house and began walking around the market but now I was ever wary of the time and was always off the street after the sun had begun to set. Now I watch it silently in my room. Not as beautiful as the harbor but safer.

The murders continued until the five generals were dead and then a sad death no body ever saw coming Lucy someone who I was well acquainted with and who I shared my laughter about our names had been stabbed by Hyde. It had been a month since that day Hyde had- well you know that story. I was mourning her as I heard whispers that it had been Dr. Jekyll.

Well I knew that truth all to well, I knew it was him but he was not in his own mind it was Hyde. It was the day of the wedding but I was not feeling well and my sister being so kind said that I should stay home. For that I was grateful even though it had not been Jekyll I still did not want to be around him because I knew that I was well pregnant. I was now about two months, I sat around the house reading when I heard crying coming from the door way.

I looked and there was Emma balling her eyes out behind the library door.

"What happened Emma, My dearest sister?" I found myself asking as I hugged her tightly.

"He is dead Luci he's really dead!" A whole new load of tears dropped on my shirt.

As I comforted her I asked "Who?"

"Jekyll" as soon as she said that name we both fell to the floor me in shock and her still crying.

It was an hour or so before she stopped. She wanted to go to bed so I walked her to her room and said good night. I was planning to go to my own room but then a thought struck me. My child had no father and was now a bastard as much as I hated to admit it I needed to leave maybe to America that was a safe bet.

So I walked to my father's study and knocked.

"Yes, come in."

I couldn't let on to the fact about my "condition"

"Father I wish to go to America."

He looked shocked

"America why?"

"I no longer feel safe here after what happened…"

He nodded his head "But why America?"

"They are an entire ocean away therefore I feel it would be safer."

He agreed softly and sent me to bed saying my voyage would be ready in a week.