Yes, another chapter. Hope you like :3

As Erol and Lucy made their way to the stadium, Lucy took a moment to take a look at her surroundings. The city's pollution tugged at the citizen's nostrils as they slowly trudged through the over crowded streets. People would stare at her, their eyes showing fear at the unfamiliar face. It was such a small city that everyone knew about all of the people that lived their. Seeing something new made the population nervous. None of the people liked change and they saw it as a frightful thing. Lucy noticed the fear in their eyes which made her frown. Back home, she was seen as a saint, an angel from the heavens. But here, she was an outcast, a misfit that didn't belong in the city's eyes. Erol's hair flapping in the wind broke her from her thoughts, the smell of peppermint hugged her nose and making her sneeze. Erol turned his head to look at Lucy who had her eyes crossed, confused at what happened to her. He chuckled and concentrated on the path in front of him.

Finally, they had reached their destination and both Erol and Lucy hopped off of the zoomer. Erol turned to face Lucy and stared for a few seconds, taking in her wind swept hair and flushed face. He had to admit, she looked pretty cute with her face so flustered. 'She can handle speed' he thought, impressed. Lucy looked at the ground, Erol's intense stare causing her stomach to fly around inside her. Erol then broke the stare and looked towards the garage. His eyes lit up as he realised she would be there. Facing back to Lucy, he gave her some instructions.

"Go to the track of the stadium and check around in there. I'm not expecting anything to happen but just to be on the safe side" he ordered.

"Yes, sir. But, what do I do after that?"

"Amuse yourself. Just stay out of anyone's way" he said while turning and heading for the garage.

Lucy looked towards where he was walking and sighed. Deciding not to get on the wrong side of the Commander, Lucy cautiously walked to the race track. Her eyes shifted nervously as though looking for an enemy to jump out and attack her at any moment. Upon entering the building, what she saw amazed her. The sight displayed a race track, bigger than any she had ever seen in her years of living; vehicles all lined up in two rows, perfect curves structured the track. Lucy's heart pounded as she thought of home. She would race but not in vehicles. Racing was done on foot. Lucy was the fastest in her world, no one ever managed to beat her, no matter the circumstances. She shifted on one foot and then the other, her body twitching in anticipation, wanting to move as fast as her legs would go.

Lucy walked up to the starting line where a communicator was hovering, awaiting to be switched on. She took it and pressed it on.

"Would you like to try for the track record?" it asked.

"Yes" came Lucy's reply.

Then suddenly, a score board lowered and counted down. The beeping sounds mirrored Lucy's breathing. At the final sound, Lucy was off. Her legs moved one after the other; wind gathered in her hair which caused it to trail behind her, her heart raced as fast as her actually form. She came up to a deadly turn but it was no match for her as she turned quickly, avoiding certain death that was likely to happen if she fell. Rounding another corner, she saw the finish line and while keeping her pace, she looked to see that she only had one more lap left. She smiled at the feeling of being free. At this speed, she might as well have been flying, her steps as light as the clouds in the sky. She finally reached the finish line, her hands resting on her thighs as she leant forwards, trying to catch her breath. The fumes coming from the stadium attacked her tongue as she panted heavily, coming down from her high which was caused by the speed she was previously running at.

A shadowy figure with short, stubby fingers, a double chin with looked like they had been over stretched, a white eye and short ears floated above Lucy's tired form. He raised a brow before smirking at his new discovery. 'A new trophy for me, eh' he thought, chuckling quietly as he watched her drag her feet to the garage. He then flew off back to his saloon and hatched a plan in his evil mind, a sadistic grin plastered on his face.

Before Lucy reached the garage, a device rung in one of her pockets. She looked at it and realised it was a communicator but smaller. Pressing the "accept" button, the Barron's face appeared.

"Ah, Lucy. I need you to do me a favour"

"Sure, I'll do anything I can do to help" she smiled. The Barron smiled back.

"Find Erol and you two will go to Haven Forest to get rid of some Metal Head scouts for me" the Barron explained.

"Okay, I was just heading to him now. See you later"

After shutting off the device and shoving it neatly in her pocket, Lucy went to the garage. She hummed a happy tune to herself. 'I'm going to tell Erol that I beat his score on the race track by running' and she smirked evilly, taking a liking to hurting his ego. However, when she reached the garage, she was confronted by a sight that tore her heart to tiny pieces. Erol had his lips attached to who she assumed was the mechanic, who had willingly accepted the sudden action. Erol had noticed her presence and the mechanic blushed and looked between the two. Lucy saw his eyes flash in anger as she interrupted a "special moment" between him and the mechanic. She felt the hate and frustration radiate off of Erol's form, causing her to flinch and take a large step back.

"What do you want?" he almost yelled, glaring at Lucy.

"I… I…" Tears threatened to spill. "I just came to…" she tried hard to fight back tears but they were too close to spilling. "Barron wanted us to…" she paused again. "Find some Metal Heads in the forest"

She couldn't help it. The tears jumped out of her eyes and ran down her face. The mechanic's eyes widened. Erol just stood there, an emotionless face was portrayed but inside, he was mentally slapping himself. Not wanting to stand there any longer, Lucy ran out of the garage, Erol shocked completely at her speed. He and the mechanic stepped out of the garage and watched her flee the stadium area in quick haste as if the Metal Head leader were chasing her himself.

"I better go after her. She will get lost" Erol said, staring at the spot where Lucy vanished.

"I'll go with you. She seemed really upset"

"Keira, you don't have to. The forest is dangerous now. More than ever"

"But I have to make sure she's okay. She needs a girl right now" Keira pressed, obviously too stubborn to back down.

"Fine. But if anything has happened to her, I'll be in serious trouble. We need to go now" he commanded. Keira just nodded and they both took a zoomer each and raced after Lucy.

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Lucy ran all the way to the port, tears drying on her face which made her uncomfortable. She hid in a corner, the sun beating down on her face until the man from the stadium floated in front of her. Lucy stared, fright coursed through her brain, thinking desperately of a way to escape. The man laughed at her panicked face, floated closer to her and forced his lips on to her. His lips tasted of rotting bark and sewage, making Lucy gag. She tried in vain to break free but he held her down. Her mind forced the memory of the demonic flames upon her, licking the buildings she once called home. Now, she wished she had died then. Spare her of this pain she was now in.

"You are my new trophy" he took a deep breath and then continued. "You'll do everything I tell you to, eh"

Lucy cringed at both the choice of words and the man who spoke them. His voice sounded like a screeching Metal Head that was dying at the hands of the Precursors. Lucy begged someone to save her. Especially one person. 'Erol… Please' she begged. Hot, new tears flowed, blurring her vision.

Erol rounded a corner and immediately grew infuriated at the scene. Lucy being touched by filthy hands, his Lucy. 'Wait. Mine?' he asked himself. He suddenly came back to reality, retrieving his gun from it's holster and aimed at the gang lord who kept his lips firmly to a crying Lucy.

"Take your dirty hand off of her, you filth" he shouted, authority present in his voice.

"Erol, my boy. What brings you here, eh?" the man asked.

"To retrieve my friend. Now hand her over or I will arrest you, Krew"

"On what charge?" Krew asked, daring Erol to come up with an excuse.

"Attempted rape" Erol said simply.

"Nonsense. She wants me just as much. Don't you" he glared at the trembling form who bit her lip a little to hard a little while ago. Dried up blood made it's presence known in Lucy's mouth.

"Erol, please" she begged.

Erol growled and charged up his gun. Krew just smirked and turned to Lucy. He threw her against the wall and flew off once again. Lucy struggled to breathe as the air left her body. She couldn't move. Pain shot through her body, a hard throbbing in her lower back sent pulses up her spine and into her neck. She felt the world fade before her as darkness threatened to consume her. Erol ran over to her and picked her up in his arms. Lucy stared at him with loving eyes before falling to sleep. Erol just watched her and thought of ways to extract revenge. 'I'll protect you' he thought. And Keira watched, a smile crept over her face and she knew instantly that these two will be together as planned, for Onin has foreseen it.

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