Chapter 1

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Lucy's pov

Hi, the names Lucy or Black sparrow as well which is what I'm called in a fighting ring. You probably have seen me on TV or on newspapers. I'm training for a big match today with my trainer who just happens to be none other than my dad. Back in his day he used to be the legend in wresting, people came from far and wide to see him fight. Everyone would cower in fear just by hearing his name they knew exactly who he was.

I heard stories that my mom was different and wasn't afraid of him or even knew who he even was. She used to tease him about the silliest things and not be afraid that he was going to hurt her or something. She treated him like a person, a normal one all of my life she has always been there for me until recently. They met in high school when she was his tutor since he was falling behind in school. I know that that's kind of typical but its the jock who doesn't know any Algebra. Which is like a breeze and should be taught in elementary school personally I think so.

That's typical for a wrestler all about the strength and not the brains. He is retired now but is still keeping fit and wants to train me to be just like him. He didn't force me to do this I chose to be a wrestler of my own free will. I barely remember my mom though since she passed away when I was 9 from Thyroid Cancer. So I remember a lot of her and when you're that age your mother is your whole life.

In case you are wondering it's a rare type of cancer it's an irregular mass at the base of your throat. We are not sure how it's cause but less than 200,000 Americans each year get it, it's very hard to treat. They didn't catch it early so she was in stage 4 and since we that her situation was hopeless but never gave up hope. My dad just saw her getting sicker and sicker from the chemo with no signs that she's as getting any better.

She passed away after giving birth to the twins my brother and sister, Luna and Sting. She didn't even get to hold them which is heartbreaking. My dad had to raise the three of us on his own so he took time off of wrestling to parent us. He has been the best dad that I could ever imagine having. Even with all the grief through it all he stayed strong for us he probably know that we needed him more than ever now.

As I was lost in my thoughts he announces that training is finally over. Thank fucking god sure I love wrestling but today was brutal. I am famished so I head to the store for the thing I'm making tonight. With food and solely food on my mind. Sure we have staff to do this kind of thing for us but I have always liked going myself. It feels weird and wrong to use then when I'm perfectly capable of doing it myself. So annoying that I have a bodyguard I have to go with but hey at least I get to go at all. Anyways, I took one with me to please my father. The bare minimum in our house according to him.

I'm making us all lasagna tonight which is what my mother used to make for us when I was real little. It was like my favorite food in the world growing up and is still one of my top ones now. Its my fathers birthday and he always loved how mom made it. I'm not sure that I can re-create that master piece but I can sure try for him. I sigh thinking about mom again which makes me extremely sad but its good to grieve and accept it. That mom died 20 years ago wow it had already been that long. She had such a big impact on my life growing up that without her there was an empty piece missing.

I am snapped out of my thoughts when I hear a commotion from the outside world. My cart rammed straight into someone but I cant tell who. Since they are taller than me and I'm still looking down. "I'm so sorry I didn't mean to" I hastily apologize looking up at her. Now that I think about it she does look very familiar but I can seem to place her. Everyone in the whole store is now looking at us like we are going to break out into a fight or something. Which I am not about to throw down here but she is welcome to take this outside with me. She does seem to be well known around here so I don't know they may just take her side.

"You are let off the hook just this once sweet cheeks" she bends down close to my ear to say. Her lips slightly brushing them which almost... (key word almost) makes me shiver. This sends my body guards into action all grabbing whatever weapon they have. I beckon them back with a wave of my hand. I can feel the heat rising in my cheeks with the words that she just said to me. As I rush to get whatever I need and then not even bother having them scan my items. I grab the bags. Taking out my wallet and counting my hundreds of bills in cash. No I'm not a drug dealer so don't get that idea. I probably dropped about 500k in cash casually and just leaving. Their jaws drop as I do so and I just smirk at them.

Especially for the trouble I caused them and all. After that rushing for the safety of my car. I reach the car first opening the door myself. Once I get inside I slouch down so no one can see me. Until we finally get to the house which was a bit of a long drive. I grab my bags quickly exiting the car. The door is already opened by my Loke, my bestfriend and bodyguard. Not quite sure who hired my childhood bestfriend but he's here now. At least he can actually fight so if I need protection he could be of use there.

Today I am making the pasta for all of us so I get started prepping the meal. Like boiling the water and getting the ground beef. By that I mean everyone in this house including all of the staff. We all always eat together like one big family. I had to insist on it and started implementing that into the rules. Kicking everyone out of the kitchen since I like to work by myself. After about an hour in total it is done. "Time to eat" I yell my voice echoing off the walls.

How will dinner go?

Who is that person she met?

Why does she look familiar to her?

Who is she fighting against?