[gremlin]

Lucy's sword slipped from her hands as the man forcefully struck it again. For a moment she could not catch her breath, she reached out in an attempt to retrieve her sword. Then she felt a strong, firm hand take hold of her arm. Her wide eyes looked from the hand to the man that it belonged to. He was holding her so tightly that it hurt.

Lucy cried out as he held her arm, she began to squirm as an effort to escape from his grip. It was useless, she felt so helpless. Her face flushed red, with anger this time. What's rightfully yours? "I don't belong to you, you bastard." she growled. Lucy wasn't an animal, she wasn't an item. She was a person. She didn't belong to anyone. She spat in his face. "Let go of me!" she screamed.

Lucy felt a sudden rush, she couldn't reach her sword. That's when she bit him. She bit his hand, hard. Her fangs sunk in, her other teeth sank in too. Her eyes closed tightly in disgust, he tasted awful. His blood was bitter. Then she opened her eyes and looked up at him. Anger filled her eyes.