Harry Potter/Kaede (Lucy)
Disclaimer: Neither of the stories belongs to me.
Warning: Contain violence, language, and lot of death (possible implied sex scenes in the future)
What if Harry Potter learned to control magic before he was trained to be submissive? "Abandoned" by Vernon Dursley in Kamakura at the age of six, Harry is not worried at all. He can protect himself. The young girl with pink hair and horns doesn't seems to be able to though. Hmmm…Seeing that she isn't part of the human that he hated wholeheartedly, he would tolerate and protect her…for the time being.
Kaede always knew she was different, unique. Now if she can only just prove that to the new boy at the orphanage…
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Author Comment: There! The long bloody chapter I promised. I spend about four hours typing. Be grateful, brats and review. The next one will probably on next weekend if you all don't review. Enjoy. It would probably be even better if you search for Deathcalling play list in you tube and listen to it while reading.
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Chapter 2
From the day they met each other, nearly four years has passed, Lucy and Harry have never once left each other's side. Wherever Harry is, Lucy must not be far; whenever Lucy is spotted, Harry are definitely there. Their constant companionship has become a common sight at the orphanage. The kids that have been hostile to Lucy quickly learn their lesson after Harry Potter took the matter into his own hands and unleash his formidable wrath upon them. No one in the orphanage dare to intrude or come between them after the last incident where Harry "accidentally" sent the poor girl hurling through a number of doors, windows, and fall down two stories of building for bothering them during a talk.
The adults, however, remain blissfully ignorant and oblivious of Harry's true nature and only think it is a bit weird for him to be friends with the horned girl. Harry, careful of how he act around adults, is seen as a god-sent, wonderful kid that is polite and popular among the adults. Some did advise him about the freakiness of the horned girl but soon backed away in alarm as he glower at them with a furious glare and a half-insane look on his face. After a year with nothing but peace, they eventually came to accept their friendship and ignore the fact they are everywhere together.
They have gotten close over the years. From a bit of skeptical and disbelief to full acceptance and support, they have managed to go a long way. Harry inform Lucy of everything in his life with no exception, from his dark past to his hatred of humans and power; Lucy, in turn, came to depend and rely on him without any guilt, and looked up to him with the utmost admiration a 10 years-old girl is capable of.
She remained somewhat insecure however, seeing Harry's power first hand, knowing without a doubt that he is truly special unlike her that is only special on the outside; Lucy often had to struggle against her doubt of being inferior and fear that Harry may abandon her for another.
Throughout her entire life, being different from other has never been an issue for her, she has horns coming out of her head for God's sake! Meeting with Harry who can basically do everything really dealt a blow to her ego of being unique. Lucy, for that's what she call herself nowadays instead of Kaede, wished desperately to prove her worth to her amazing friend. To show him that she is just as special as he is, she thought as she continue to pet Harry's hair who was napping in her lap absently, unlike the dull humans that he hate whole-heartedly. I am special and unique, she thought with a deep frown, how to prove this to him though? I am not a burden to him! But I never did managed to make anything happen…
Unknown to the girl deep in thought, the supposingly asleep Harry Potter was smiling gently up to her with no trace of drowsiness in his clear emerald eyes. He nuzzle her hand briefly before suppressing a sigh and bury his face into her warm stomach. Lucy did always fear that he would abandon her because her lack of power, but she don't understand the fact that she is and always will be special to him even without any "specialness" as she put it. She is his Lucy and that alone would suffice. He would do anything and everything for her. Lucy won't ever need any power with him by her side.
It is about time for him to "wake up", she has done enough thinking. Harry grin mischievously and slightly tense his completely relaxed muscles to warn her against the fact that he is "waking". She is so predictable to him that it is humorous to him. Surely enough, her attention immediately snapped back to him and gave him a warm bright smile that betrayed none of her lingering trouble thoughts. Not one to disappoint, he in turn gifted her a cute slight-crooked sleepy grin that he knew she loved. Every trace of misery disappeared from her ruby eyes as she poke fun and laugh with him.
"Finally woke up, sleepy head?" she teased.
Harry just gave her another crooked grin and smirked, "Well, I wasn't the only one who enjoyed it. Savoring the sight of me completely at your mercy, Lucy? The shame!"
Her cheek immediately heated as she fired back, "Well, it certainly wasn't me that purred like an overgrown cat moments before. Stop teasing!"
Harry decided to take mercy on her and sat up beside her, propping on his elbows, "Alright, alright. Your English is definitely improving with all this bantering though. I knew you can do it." he said proudly. Lucy hid her face beneath her hands at the sight of his approving nod with brimming pride at her improvement and murmured out a thank you. After six months of knowing each other, Harry soon began teaching her English at her request to know him better. She is a rather fast learner but remained still unused to all the compliments Harry piled upon her.
After a brief moment of silence, Lucy spoke up again, "What should we do now, Harry?" Harry turn toward her with surprise in his eyes, "I thought you don't like doing things with other people?"
Lucy admit reluctantly, she never wished Harry to play with other kids, "Well, yeah. But I really don't want you to be bored because of me, you know?" She trust him, she really do. But the irrational fear of him finding a better friend still manage to frighten her every single time. Her whole entire world revolves around him now; she knew that she would rather die than watching him treating another the same tender way he treats her with.
Harry's eyes soften in understanding and reached out to grabbed her hand, "I can never be bored with you. Anyways, I hate humans, remember?"
Lucy bit her lips nervously, but I am really not that different from humans! Do you hate me too? She want to cry out but knew she would never say her fear out loud. Her horns are really about the only thing that distinguish her from other humans…terror shot through her as the thought pounce on her. Her treacherous mind whispered to young Lucy her worst fear of all as a lump form in her throat, She isn't anything special. Not anything that worth Harry's time.
" Are you alright?" she looked up to see Harry's bright green eyes filled with concern for her. Knowing each other as well as they do, they learned to be able to tell if something is wrong with each other…She shake her head rather rapidly, not wanting him to worry, "I-I am alright." She choked out through the knot of fear and forced a smile on her face.
Harry saw right through her.
"You are worrying again." He stated flatly. "I can see it in your eyes, you know?" Lucy bit her lips again, and nodded jerkily. "Do you not trust me, Lucy?" he asked softly with fear in his eyes. She shook her head rapidly, upset that he would thought that of her, "Of course I trust you, Harry. It's just-its just," she blurt out, "it's me that I don't trust. How can I be worthy of someone like you?"
Harry remained silent. She had to go through this alone, he can't possibly help her out on this. All he can d is just…He lung forward to envelope her in a smothering embrace and whisper into her ears, "Just always remember that you will never be anything less than special in my eyes. Kaede-chan."
Looking into his gorgeous eyes, She can only nod.
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It is his birthday.
But he probably don't remember that.
Lucy wiggle impatiently in her seat, entirely ignoring the long boring lecture the teacher was spouting in the front of the classroom. She can't wait until the class end. Bell, bell, when the hell are you going to ring? She peer anxiously at the clock every few seconds, wishing with all her might that it will go faster. Time has never seemed to pass so slow.
At the sight of Harry's strange suspicious look, she struggled to calm herself and resist to urge to look at the clock to remain still. She sprawl on her desk carelessly, thoughts at once began to wander.
Ever since she learned of his lack of proper celebration for birthday in his childhood, Lucy became determined to be the one that make it worthwhile for him every year. To think that he never even had someone to say Happy Birthday to! Those relatives of his really do deserve to die. If she hadn't asked him his birthday in one of their random conversations last year, he probably never would have brought it up. Just recalling his astonished look of his birthday actually matters make her want to hit something.
Will he like my gift? Lucy wondered absently, leaning forward with her hands supporting her cheek. She really can't help but worry. Lucy has spent all the free times she can gather away from Harry in the past month to prepare this. But…What if he don't like it? Her eyes glazed over in her inattention to her surrounding, mind busy with imagining different scenarios of his possible reaction.
A sharp jib to her side immediately summon her thoughts back to present. She swallowed the startled scream that rose voluntarily to her mouth with difficulties and direct a death glare to the irritating minx that dared to poke her ribs hard, in class too!
She stole a quick peek around the class. Good, they haven't attracted any attentions yet. She straighten the textbook in front of her to block her face and made it seems like she is paying attention before turning to her side and retaliates.
"Harry! What the hell did you poke me for!" She hiss as dangerously as she can while maintaining a non-disturbing volume.
Harry looked at her pissed look and gave her a smirk.
"You were spacing out again." He stated calmly, "I'm doing you a favor."
Lucy stare at his face with disbelief, "Right. Do you think I'm stupid enough to believe that or what?"
At the sight of his raised eyebrow and the mischief look dancing in his eyes, Lucy rolled her eyes and raise a hand to stop his reply, "Never mind. Don't you dare to answer that."
Harry shrugged, "Whatever. But you are doing that a lot lately in the past month. Are you alright?" The tone of concern for her in his voice instantly stilled her anger and warmed her heart. He is just worried.
She reach out to squeeze his hand slightly before summoning up a mysterious smile, "Yeah, just a bit of things on my mind. Meet me outside after class ends. I've something I want to show you."
Harry shot her a quick questioning look to her but didn't push for any further details. She has decided to remain silent and he would honor that. He gave her a slight, barely-noticeable nod while maintaining a fake deep-in-concentration look on his face at the teacher's suspicious look. I'll be there. He mouthed to her as soon as the annoying teacher finally turned around after lack of evidence of their communication.
Her heart leaped. First phase completed!
Now, she just have to get him to their secret place without him noticing anything.
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Lucy dragged her eyes through his body and frowned as she notice he haven't dropped his glamour. But that wasn't really a surprise. Harry is always really careful with the illusions he place on himself. He said once that people are searching for him and it is best to be cautious. She made a face, but it's alright, she can always make he drop it in their secret place. Now it is time to get him there!
"Come on!" She beckoned him over.
Harry obediently stroll over. "What did you want to show me?" He questioned curiously. They nearly never keep anything from each other. What could she possibly want to show him?
Lucy hushed him, "It's a secret. Close your eyes alright?"
Harry rose his brows but close his eyes anyways, "That secretive?"
Lucy didn't bother checking, he always keep a promise to her. She made him turn in circle several times to confuse him before grabbing his hand and start walking. He know the route to their secret place by heart so a few wrong turns are definitely necessarily.
"Where are we going?"
She didn't answer.
After a few seconds, Harry can feel the grass beneath his feet, where are they going? This is definitely out of the orphanage. "Can I open my eyes yet?" Silence.
"Lucy?"
"No. Be patient. It won't be much longer now…Alright, you can open your eyes now."
Harry opened his eyes. In front of him is a clearly decorated clearing and a giant messy birthday cake with Lucy standing proudly in the middle with her hands behind her back. He recounted the days in his head quickly, so this was what Lucy was hiding from him! He wasn't really sure whether she was trying to distance herself from him since she kept disappearing mysteriously with crappy excuses. But this… He can feel he is now wearing a giant voluntary grin that threatened to split his face, "This is great! So it was my birthday!"
Lucy rolled her eyes exasperatedly "Well duh! I knew you would forget. So I just decided to plan a surprise party for you. Anyways, we are at our secret place right now so release that weird stuff on you and let me see you."
Harry look around wondrously, although he hadn't recognized this place at first, this is indeed their secret place in the forest behind the orphanage, "Wow! Lucy you really managed to turn this place around!"
Lucy offered him a small smile, "thanks, it isn't much but I spent most of last month cleaning this place up. But enough chitchat." Her eyes narrowed, "Release that thing on your body. No one can notice the clearing aside for you and me so just do it."
Harry swallowed nervously and dropped the glamour. Lucy looks scary like that.
Lucy's eyes immediately close in on him, carefully inspect his scars from the old days. Harry blanched uncertainly, it has been a while he release that illusion he placed on himself to avoid capturing attention.
"You are getting better…" She decided after looking him over twice, and gave him a reassuring pat on his shoulder. Lucy took a step back with a surprised look on her face after she suddenly realized that she already have to look up to see his eyes, she exclaimed, "Oh! You've gotten taller again!"
Harry release the breath he was holding and smiled, "Really?" He twisted and turned around eagerly for any sign of changes that makes him not so scrawny anymore.
"Ye-" "Woof!!"
Harry's eyes snapped back to hers in an instant with a startled look on his face. "…Lucy?
Lucy grinned sheepishly, "Yeah. I nearly forgotten all about him. I guess he just can't wait to introduce himself. Here you go!" She hand over the excited puppy she hidden behind her back and kiss his cheek gently. "Happy birthday, Harry."
Harry froze and looked down on the fragile innocent animal residing trustingly in his hand, "I- I don't know what to say, Lucy. Thank you so so much. We'll raise them together." He promised her fervently.
One look in its warm liquid brown eyes and Harry melted. He always did have a weakness for furry little animals. "It's so cute!"
Lucy rock her petite body back and forth on the balls of her foot and gave him an embarrassed but proud grin, "Isn't it? I found him a little while ago and knew immediately that he would be the perfect gift for you."
Harry hugged the little furry body to him. Lucy has done so much for him in the last four years that it is certainly more than anyone have ever done for him in his whole entire life combined. He shake off the teary feeling rising up within him. That's not manly! He told himself and gave her a bright smile instead, "You are the best, Lucy!"
Lucy turn her head away to avoid full first-hand contact with his blinding smile. Cheek reddened, she focus on kicked a small patch of dirt and muttered, "It's nothing…" She can feel rather than see her face is currently beet red and heated all over. Damn Harry and his amazing, adorable, dazzling smiles! She bit her lips with embarrassment, she wasn't drooling, was she?
Harry looked at her stiff posture and avoidance to face him with clear amusement. She is really red right now, he mused. He know better to say it out though, she would probably get violent to cover her embarrassment. He wince at a memory when he unwittingly did so. Yeah, not a good choice. It's better to divert her attention in situations like this.
He pretend he didn't see anything and reach out to drag her over to the sloppy birthday cake, "Come on, Lucy! Stop spacing out! It's time for the cake!" At the closer sight of the apparently not-so-edible cake, his mouth twitched involuntarily, "You made this?"
Lucy eyes him warily and answered defensively, "Well, yeah. It doesn't look too bad, does it?" Harry's mouth twitched again, it does. Luckily, she did not notice his reaction and continued undisturbed, "I remade it several times already but somehow, it just never came out perfectly…You like it?" She look up hopefully at the end by the time Harry already mastered his facial reactions.
Harry's eyes soften upon the younger girl's confession, "Of course I'd love it!" He avoid looking at the sloppy mess and enveloped her in a giant hug, "You know that I'll love whatever you gave me. No one has ever done so much for me as you did."
The pink-hair girl gave him a pleased smile with an entirely pink face to match her hair, "Go on, take a bite then." She sat down and cut out a large piece for him, awaiting his reaction anxiously. Harry grimaced briefly and replace it with a smile as she turn. It won't do to hurt her feelings…he mustered all his courage and took a large bite, flinching internally at the taste.
It was weirdly salty, way too sweet, and bitter for some reason. He is not even sure if it was baked correctly…but…Lucy…Lucy has made this…she had remade it over and over again just for Harry Potter. He of all people knows of her destructive cooking talent… she must have tried very hard to get it to this shape… His face and eyes softened at the thought. The weird stuff in his mouth doesn't seems that bad after all…
He swallow it all in a large gulp and gave her a blinding, comforting smile to ease her nerve, " This is great! Delicious, Lucy! This must be like the best cake I have ever ate!"
Lucy release the breath she've been holding in all in one rush, she was so sure that it came out wrong even after the massive amount of time she spent on it… "It was nothing. I know I can't match your cooking talent but I just wanted to make something for you…I'm so glad you like it." A shy grin lifted her lips. It seems as if her face would never cool down today…
Watching the messy-hair boy wolfing down something she have hand-made cast a warm glow in her heart. Harry…
The tender feeling only lasted for so long, "Hey! I want some of my own cake!"
Harry winced, Damn! He was hoping that she won't notice before it is all gone. "Say what?" There is no way he is going to let her taste this. Especially when she is so happy and proud.
He hastened his speed.
"Hey! I said! I want some of the cake too, you know! Stop inhaling all of it!" Lucy told him with a menacing look. He didn't even fazed. She immediately launched herself toward him as she saw the boy redoubled his speed at eating the cake.
Harry dodge her clumsy attempt neatly without even slowing down a bite, "It's my birthday cake, isn't it?"
Lucy stood still after realizing that he is not going to give up this easily and fumed at him with her hands on hip; she is determined to get her hand on that cake, "Yes, But it doesn't mean you get to eat all of it!"
Harry quickly gobbled up all except one single piece. Urgh…This really is a large cake… I can't possibly eat any more… He stick his tongue at her and held it in front of her teasingly, snatching it back before she can even touch the icing, "Nuh-uh. I'm going to save it for later." He wrapped it up carefully and proceed to the normal bantering Lucy is starting right now.
"That ain't fair!"
"Yes it is."
"No its not. I made it, you know."
"Yeah, but it is my cake!"
The argument went on.
So engross in their own little world, neither of them noticed when a westerner strolled by, unaffected by the repelling ward Harry has placed around the clearing, who emitted a low gasp at the sight of the vivid lightening scar on Harry's flushed face.
Harry Potter was found.
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"Harry! Harry! Don't go!" Lucy plead with the boy desperately upon the news.
Harry looked at her sadly, "I have to, Lucy. You know that I'll never leave you willingly but he is going to tell more people if I don't. I- I was too careless. I knew people were looking for me. That is exactly why I put on a glamour at the first place! I can't let them come here and find you close to me, Lucy."
Lucy cling to him as if he was her lifeline and sunk to her knees, "This, this is all my fault. I asked you to take it off- I asked you to take it off! Harry…"
Harry kneel beside her and took the sobbing girl into his arms, "Don't cry, Lucy. I'll come back. I won't let this random bunch of strangers disrupt our lives. I promised that I will always be by your side, remember?" He whispered fiercely into her ears, eyes blazing, "I'll be back. As soon as he get far enough away from here to prevent any suspicion, I'm going to kill him and come back. No one will ever know if he died from anything other than a dreadful accident."
Sensing her uncertainty and fear, he tighten his embrace and spoke soothingly, "I swear to you, Lucy. I'll come back for you. Wait for me, won't you? Just don't ever give up on me, alright? We are going to be together, we always will. Believe in me. I won't leave you behind."
Lucy stopped her tears with visible efforts and nod, "I'll wait for you. Harry, I'll always wait for you." She gave him a teary smile with trembling lips, "just don't make me wait too long that I need to go and search for you."
"I promise."
And he was off.
Lucy waited in their very own secret place, watching dimly as the foreigner bend down and attempted to talk to her Harry along with friendly gestures. Harry didn't even pause to spare him a glance and continued to walk.
Lucy choked down the urge to smile, she can imagine his expression right now even when all she can see is his back. Four years of companionship made them transparent to each other. She knows him like the back of her hands. He must have pulled that thin-lip stoic-looking mask back on to confuse the heck out of that stranger.
Lucy continued to watch as his back fade in distance.
Her body felt heated and her mind began to cloud over, what is happening to me? Lucy wondered detachedly. Mind filled with overwhelming hatred. She don't think she ever hated anyone as much as she hated that westerner at the moment. A dull pain in her body shocked and dazed her. It's like something is getting stuck within her, as if her very bones are trying to come out and play. She can't breath…
Lucy topped over and fell onto the ground from the sensation. And the wrapped lone piece of cake entered her eyes. The pain seems to cease for a second as she concentrate on the little piece of morsel. Harry…
She climbed to her feet and walked over to pick it up. The former pain all forgotten. Harry must have dropped this when he left…Lucy can feel her eyes begin to sting already. Carefully with unsteady hands, she unwrapped the cake and placed a piece into her mouth.
It was bitter and yucky.
She feel like crying again. Harry has ate nearly all of this for her.
Tears spilled over as she hung her head in misery. She is such an incapable friend.
Little pieces by pieces, she finished the cake soaked with tears. It was so bitter. The happy memory of expectance and all the bantering that happened minutes ago seems like a lifetime away for the girl.
Harry…You've got to be strong for him. Lucy told herself. You need to wait for him. She picked herself up from the ground and wipe away all her tears. Lucy looked down on the oblivious barking dog and filled her eyes with determination. I'll do my best to take care of him before you come back, Harry.
She sneaked him some food and went to bed with a broken heart.
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Lucy didn't woke up for a long time with troubled, hazy dreams clouding her mind. Her body heated up again.
The resident nurse informed her that she had a rather high fever when she finally woke up in the hospital. She slept for nearly three days.
But she didn't care.
She wanted Harry.
But he is not here.
Harry isn't here. A long-forgotten, sickening ball of loneliness welled up and attack her stomach savagely along her revelation. She threw up violently.
Lucy did the next best thing, curl herself into a ball and cried herself to sleep.
Nothing matters. He is not here.
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Two month has passed but Harry has yet to return. She is beginning to lose hope. "When do you think he'll be back?" Lucy asked the puppy in her hand. She have yet to settle on a name for him because she want to wait to name him with Harry. The dog yapped noisily and licked her face relentlessly, distractingly her momentarily from the pain in her life. "Sto-stop that! It tickles!" She got out the hospital against the nurse's orders immediately once she woke up from her slumber and remembered him.
He is, right now, the only thing of Harry that she have.
Lucy gave up half of her food to feed him and see him whenever she can sneak out. But her meal alone isn't enough. They are both starving.
Her condition has soon worsened but eerily ceased after the day she found handprints all over her room. She didn't linger on it though. It was probably another prank the gangs are playing on her.
About after a month Harry was gone, the gang deemed it safe to assume that he ain't going to come back and decided to torture his little "girlfriend" instead for payback. The set of bruises and cuts that disappeared after Harry's arrival quickly found their way back on her body. She don't dare to tell on any of them. Lucy know that they have all harbored strong resentment toward Harry and are not afraid to do worse to her.
"When are these days going to end? I probably gave up long ago without you here." She told the puppy and gave him the rest of her lunch. "Sorry, but that's all I have."
She had to find a way soon, the puppy can't take this much longer…the solution suddenly popped into Lucy's head. The girl she met from the last time Tomo was picking on her said that she would help! She don't like Tomo and the gang too so she would surely help and stay silent...she thought hopefully.
Lucy smiled. "You would be alright." she told the puppy.
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"NO! NO! Please! He is just a puppy! Do what you want to me. Leave him be! NO!" Lucy struggle with all her might against the larger boys' grasp that restrict her movement. He is the only thing left of Harry. "Please! No! Please!" She begged. She can't lose him.
Tomo, the leader of the gang, only smirked at her with malicious intent shining brightly in his eyes, "This is way better than picking on you. We were getting tired of your lack of reactions anyways." He threw the whimpering puppy hard on the ground with an insane look in his eyes. "Let's see how long he would last. I think we can play with him for quite a while. Hold him down!" He ordered briskly.
And the blows fell.
Lucy was forced to watch how her dear innocent little puppy was crushed bit by bit under pure brutal force; tears that stream down her face seems to never going to end. No…no…she watched as his little paws are smashed in, that beautiful coat of fur ripped to show the bloody muscle within. Her eys dimmed further with every strangled yap and whimper. They continued to force her to watch the little puppy's seuufering. Forced to watch as it flinch violently as each blow lands, attempting to escape but failing desperately. Forced to watch as blood spilled more and more, staining the ground. The puppy was starved for so long that it hardly have any strength to howl in pain.
Its eyes never left hers, silently accusing and questioning, why aren't you saving me? It seems to ask.
I'm so sorry, I am so sorry, she can only reply. I never had any power. Harry could have saved you. I am so sorry. She have no idea why Harry's powers failed. No one should be able to find where the puppy was unless she show them personally. I am so sorry that I am weak. I am so sorry that I can't protect you from harm's way. I am sorry that I can't take any actions.
And Lucy watched as his skull was smashed into a bloody mush. His movement and struggle ceased with a last soft whimper.
Time seems to paused in that moment.
I am so so sorry that I can only watch you die.
Lucy's struggles stopped along with his and she hung limply on the arm of her restrainer. It seems as if she lost all connection with the outside world. I'm so so sorry that I can only watch you die. She watch detached as the girl rush past her, yelling s bunch of nonsense, meaningless words at Tomo. Until "…You who told us about the dog." Her pupil diluted at the statement. A creepy smile climbed up on her emotionless face. So that's why.
She told. She told. SHE TOLD!!
Hatred rose up again within her. But this time, she let it took over. Took over her sense, her feelings, her mind. She has never felt as powerful as she have in that moment.
Feeling the thrill of power rushing through her, Lucyknew she can never go back to what she once was. The foolish, kind-hearted girl has died here along with her puppy.
But she didn't care.
At the moment her only desire is to be rid of her weakness. She is tired of being protected, unable to do anything for herself, tired of the unjust brand on the weak, tired of waiting. It was time for her to take control.
She want them to pay.
She want to make them suffer, suffer as she did. Suffer as her puppy did.
She wanted to make them scream
And she did.
Invisible hands whipped out to do her biddings.
Blood coated her body as her restrainer drop to the ground in two pieces. One down, much more to go.
She raised her head and straightened her fragile frame. A lone drop of blood roll down her ivory cheek in place of her tear. A chill and an all powerful silence settled in the room.
Fear descended thick and fast.
He screamed. The first of many. Screamed in pure agony, a high-pitch animalistic sound that resound in the small room.
She smiled. Mindless, pure and innocent.
We have a lot of time.
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A sultry boy saw Lucy in the street and immediately march up to her, "Hey, sexy. I just saw you across the street five minute ago and saw how hot you are. Your beauty truly entranced me, you know?" He winked and wiggle his brows at her suggestively, "I don't usually go around doing this but you are definitely an exception. How about us going out together sometimes? Maybe a movie?" He step closer to her, blatantly ignored the emotionless mask she wore on her face and the freezing death glare sent to his way.
"Maybe right in this Saturday at around six? I can make it definitely worthwhile for you." Another step closer and a leering look. Lucy squeeze her eyes shut and grind her teeth, when the hell is Harry arriving? This is their first date and thus, memorable. She don't want to kill on a day like this. "Leave. Right now. Or you die." Lucy told him quite seriously.
He didn't believe her.
He was torn into eight pieces.
A deeply amused male voice caused her to whirl her head around, "Lucy. It's our first date, you know. Was that really necessary? Especially when you warn me to not kill anyone over and over again yesterday too." She launched herself to him with a happy cry, "Harry! You are here!" Harry shook his head in disbelief and spun her around before asked her in a rumbling voice with a raise eyebrow, "Course I'll be here! It's our first date. Where else would I be?"
Lucy looked up with a pout and whined, "You could have been here a minute earlier. Now I got blood on my new dress." Harry led her off with a chuckle, "Blaming it all on me, Lucy?" "Of course!"
They walked off without sparing a glance to the corpse on ground…