The Droid

The Truth

Crystal's leg was bent in a way that didn't look normal. She wanted to scream, but the pain gulped up the energy to do so. Crystal looked up, having to go back to the place she ran away from, god, this really sucked. Maybe she did the wrong thing, coming back.

Or was it the right thing? Crystal couldn't make up her mind, she had to focus on here and now. That was the only thing on her mind, what was going to happen here, and now. She glared at Lucy without moving her head. She really didn't want to go back, and what would they do with the red-head? They can't just stroll right past him with a wave and "Goodbye!"

No, that would be just plain stupid! They needed a plan. They needed to make a plan fast. Without waking up Lucy's mom and dad, unless they were already up. But wouldn't they come running into the room if that had happened? Crystal dropped her head, looking over at her dislocated leg. She looked beyond that, out the window to see, guess who, climbing up into the window. Yep, the freaking red-head! Again and again she has to deal with this man who keeps following her. She growled lowly.

"Put me down... and go get something hard, or sharp.." Crystal whispered.

"Why..?" Lucy asked, tilting her head a bit, "We have to get you out of here! Like, now!"

"We CAN'T with this guy outside, now will you please go get something sharp... and please, put me down.." Crystal replied with a slight bark and demanding tone in her voice.

With a groan, Lucy helped Crystal to her bed, sitting her down and running out of her room quickly. Crystal placed her hands on her led, pressing around to find where it hurt most. She found that her kneecap was out of place, so she had to put it back in place. With her eyes shut tight, Crystal placed her knee back, and it hurt like hell. She felt tears rolling down her face from the pain, but she didn't scream. After a couple of minutes, the red-head and Lucy both were in the room. The res-head had his hand resting onto the inside of the room from the window. Lucy walked over to Crystal, not knowing what to do with the metal bat she had in her hand.

Crystal face-palmed. A bat.. It would work... for now at least. Crystal looked up at Lucy, grabbing the bat from her hands and managing to stand. She limped to the window, looking down at the man who was hanging from the window. Crystal frowned a bit.

"Why are here..? What do you want from me?" Crystal growled.

"To help.." the man replied.

Crystal grit her teeth, leaning down towards the man. She held onto the bat in her hand tightly, with a low growl. She glared down at him.

"I don't need your help.. I have people I can trust.." she slowly went to whack the man in the head, or slam the bat against his hand and fingers, but she had stopped to look back at Lucy who was concerned. She had a hold of Crystal's wrist.

"I hate it when I have to do this kind of thing.." Crystal sighed. putting down the bat and barely walking into the room. She glared back at the man, he was still clinging onto the inside of the room, barely.

"We have to at least listen to what he has to say.." Lucy sighed, crossing her arms.

"Fine, but after, I'm throwing him out of the window.." Crystal said with crossed arms. She stood there as Lucy helped the man into her room. Crystal, however, kept him close to the window by threatening to whack him back to last Tuesday.

"What do you want?" Lucy asked with a slight yawn.

"We worked with your father, he said that if he died before you were 18 that we had to take you in.. Only of both of her parents were dead of course.." the man said as a reply.