Lockwood & Co.- The Broken Girl

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Hello my readers. I'm so sorry for not updating sooner! Over a FEW MONTHS? Oh god I'm sorry guys. Well school and writers block have been holding me hostage lately so that's annoying. Anyway, I'm here now to update this weird fanfiction. Also, thank you pennthewriter for helping me, you two are very helpful and I probably wouldn't have posted this now.

Lockwood's POV

'George, grab the skull and run!' I ordered as my hand went to my rapier, drawn then ready for whatever she might pull. Her balance was gradually getting better as she waddled towards us. I was not going to be the cause of the death of my employees, I nearly lost one, another quit and the other struggles to fight.

When I first made the agency, I made and oath that I would protect my workers no matter what. Poor Robin, he disobeyed my orders. The memory of hearing his scream and the body, bright blue with his rapier impaled in his stomach.

'But Lockwood-' He started to argue, I looked at him. I put on a half-meant smile with obvious tears in my eyes.

'No, just go!' I pleaded, George hesitated before he ran to grab the Source that was the skull. For the first time, George was quick enough to escape Lucy's attempt to grab him. George ran as fast as he could out of the house, hitting me with a, 'Please Don't Die' glance. The smell of burning ectoplasm burned my nose.

No emotions! This isn't Lucy! You can do this!

I blinked the tears away, my face became my usual calm one. I got ready to attack.

'A suicide mission?' she laughed, her black eyes looked right into my soul. Or my Visitor, whichever you prefer. 'Lucy' licked her blood-stained teeth, like she wanted the difference between old and new blood taste.

I had no choice, it was this, or people will die. If I do die, I would hope that everyone is safe.

That's my role as a leader, a boss and a good friend. My friends had futures, I was still not sure about mine. I took a mental deep breath and started to go towards her.

The thing possessing Luce got it's balance as it held Lucy's rapier. I looked at mine and smiled slightly at the carving of my name and the pictures Lucy and George did for Christmas one year. My full name with, Lucy's work I bet, pictures of Visitors, us and other little things all on it like the well of our first case. I constantly had it repaired as I didn't want to lose it.

She was the first to attack, she was unbelievably fast. However, I was faster and dodged her lunge to my chest. First swing, I dodged ducking underneath her horizontal slash. Second swing, I used my rapier to block it, a lot of pressure was put onto it but I held it.

The third one was tough, one of the warding knots I taught Lucy, they were the worst to dodge. I quickly used my rapier again to block it. The block worked, however, the rapier cut my arm through my coat, jumper and shirt which stained it crimson red.

My mind did the worst thing, it made me remember Lucy before she was possessed. Her bright hazel eyes, her warm smile, her laugh, the way she fought. It kept moving to little things I missed about her.

She kicked me with the heel of her foot, knocking my rapier beside me and smirking above me. Cliche, yes. But that didn't stop my heart from racing...

Lucy's POV

It was so weird in the Other world, the ghosts were panicking about the escaped soul. They didn't notice my existence, proves that Visitors don't care for others.

The sudden vanish of Reece still annoyed me, why did he have to go? Why was he so worried? He was the only one with answers.

I knew I had my eyes open and awake, but it felt like a 3rd eyelid opened. I couldn't move or anything, I was still being controlled.

Lockwood was stood there, shouting to a running George. My vision blacked out for a short while and I saw what was going on.

They were fighting, Lockwood was clearly upset as I could see it in his eyes. Anthony defiantly didn't want to fight me, he looked like he was struggling. Wait, did I just call him Anthony? He would hate me for that... Maybe not kill like Big A (which i said once to annoy him and I had to run for my life).

Then Lockwood froze, he wouldn't attack, he was just staring at my eyes. Then the ghost used my body to kick him to the floor, she stood over him. A petrified face was seen on Lockwood as she held up her rapier.

'NO!' I screamed, eyes tearing up badly, heart racing and breathing rapid. I tried to reach out for him, but it was no use...

He's going to die, all because of me!

Lockwood's POV

I knew this was my end, I clutched my still bleeding arm sighing. I couldn't do anything.

My rapier was far off, I was pinned to the cold wooden floor. If I moved, the rapier will go straight through me. I was begging for this to turn out like a typical film, either I'll be saved at last minute or Lucy will snap out of it.

'Lockwood...' A quiet voice whispered in the back of my head and ears, but I assumed it was my imagination.

Pain erupted through my central abdomen, sticky liquid running down it. A scream came from my mouth as an evil laughter echoed around the empty house. It was the worst pain I've ever experienced. It spread through my body as my blood made a pool around me, soaking into my clothes.

Please Lucy... Snap out and help me... Please...

I kept blacking out, my heart struggling to beat. I felt my legs and arms going numb, fuzziness running through it. Breathing became deep, my body failing. I didn't save anyone...

I felt my body reach out for Lucy, her hand held mine. Then my wrist broke.

'What a stupid human.' She said standing up, kicking my body hard. Then she bent down and cupped her hands for some of my blood then stood up drinking it.

The last thing I saw was her walking away.