Lucy stepped out of the taxi, payed the driver, and headed up to Saya's apartment. She opened the door, turned on the lights and sat hard on the bed. She sighed heavily and looked out at the setting sun. A tear leaked down her face as she remembered Train. She pulled herself together, and slipping into her favorite kimono, she climbed to the roof. She watched the sun set. Feeling the wind through her hair. The voice spoke, chilling her blood. She spun around, coming face to face with the largest bounty ever put out. It's funny, how that's what she thought of right before a fight. How large of a bounty the man was. Her claws started to come.
"Naughty girl. I see, so the more you use your Tao, the more cat-like you become. As of now, you have eyes, ears, tail, teeth, and claws of a cat." Lucy hissed and he drew his blade. She kept her eyes locked on the blade as she moved in close to him. The blade sliced through a couple layers of skin. Lucy felt the warm sticky blood ooze out, but she ignored it. She hopped back, but Creed anticipated that. The blade cut into her cheek. She stumbled back, pressing her hand to her cheek. She glared at Creed. Creed smirked back at her. "Had enough?"
"In your dreams!" Lucy snarled. This time, she was thinking. She tricked him. Her claws caught in his chest, but they didn't do much. He flinched back and stabbed the Phantom Blade clean through her heart. She gripped her chest as the blood poured out. She was panting, but she had to end this. She took a different method this time and her claws ripped through Creed's throat, but still he didn't die. In fact, he plunged the Phantom Blade into her heart again and twisted it. She fell on the roof, squashing her cries of pain. Her claws had been ripped out, and were stuck in his throat. The Blade twisted through her heart and she whimpered, but would not allow Creed the satisfaction of hearing her scream. She closed her eyes, locked her jaw shut, and allowed herself to slip into unconsciousness. Creed withdrew his blade as her breathing grew shallower. He left her, bleeding to death, on the roof of her sister's apartment building. As her breathing grew shallower, her eyes flickered open. She looked up at the stars and the full moon. The full moon. The same full moon that had witnessed her sister's death had come to witness hers. She looked at the twinkling stars and the bright moon, and she blew out her last breath of air. Lucy joined her sister Saya in death. Her final word, a name, Train.