She would be broken

You are mine

"P-Please! S-stop!"

6 year old Lucy Heartfilia cried as her hair was being pulled.

"What's the matter? You gonna cry?" A pink ponytailed Sherry yelled, laughing at the crying blonde.
Angel's short white hair bounced as she pulled harder on Lucy's hair.
"You don't need this hair! Just ask your Daddy to buy you more!" Angel laughed. "It's so ugly! Looks like mustard!"
Minerva just stared down at the blonde. She huffed at the sight of Lucy's sloppy tears falling down her flawless face. "This is just Pathetic." She said. She walked closer to Lucy, glaring at her.

She was about to take another step, but the sound of hair ripping entered her ears.
She looked over at Angel, seeing she had a long golden locks in her hand, smiling. All of the eight year olds smiled, thinking of the same idea as Lucy's cried got even more shrill and louder.

"We should give little Lucy here a haircut!" Minerva smiled wickedly as she clasped her hands together. She looked around the empty classroom, finding a bag of school supplies.
She reached in, trying to find something, while Lucy cried harder, screaming for help.

"Oh Lucy," Minerva said, when she reached out of the bag with a pair of scissors. "No one is going to help you," she said as she came closer to her.

Just as she took a fistful of Lucy's hair, a hand suddenly came up and slapped the scissors, knocking it away from her hand.

She turned around to glare at the person who spoiled her fun, but her eyes widened in shock.

Erza Scarlet was glaring at her, then suddenly grabbed her wrist and twisted it. Minerva screamed as she tried to pry her wrist out of the red head's grasp, but it was useless.

"Just what in hells name do you think you're doing?" She said calmly, but you can feel the anger radiating off her. Angel, who didn't know Erza, the strongest person in this all girls school, looked at her smuggling. "Teaching this crybaby a lesson." She said.

Ten year old Erza looked at Lucy. Lucy looked up at Erza, eyes begging to end all if this. Erza felt something in her heart, something that wanted to protect this small girl. She pushed Minerva towards Angel, making them tumble against each other.

Erza kneeled in front of Lucy, taking her hand.
"What is your name?" She said coldly, causing Lucy to flinch a little. "L-Lucy," she said quietly, looking down at the floor.
"Lucy," Erza said, causing Lucy to look up.

Lucy was about to question her, but she felt Erza rushingly bring her hand to her mouth. Erza bit her right hand hard, causing Lucy to wince in pain. After she bit her hand, she brought her tongue to the wound to lick it. Lucy blushed madly, gasping at the sight, as the rest of the girls stood in shock. To be claimed at this school, is like being a slave. But when claimed, the claimer protects the claimed with their life.

When Erza was finished, she looked at Lucy, a bit of blood on her lips. "For now on, you are mine." She said, her eyes still not wavering from Lucy's.

Lucy looked at her, unsure. For some reason, even though they just met, she trusted her. For the first time, she trusted somebody.

She stared back into Erza's eyes, determined for the first time since they met.

"O-Ok!"