Sitting on the ground battered, bruised, beaten and lost she sat on the streets. Her hair covered her eyes as she relaxed, god knew how many bones were broken in her body. People walked by calling her gross, a embarrassment a freak. Her eyes watered as she brought her knees to her chest resting her head as she could find no other place to rest she was turned away and broke. 

Why call her a freak if you didn't know the one you are calling them, she had no recollection no name no nothing. So being called freak was what she kept as her name. 

This girl sat occasionally hit kicked or shoved as she didn't bother to fight back after a few hours of endless kicks from the street gang she laid on the ground shuddering as the rain started to fall. Her torn and dirty clothes she watched as everyone headed for the covers. She turned herself over and watched the darkening sky. The girl sat up and looked around before getting to her feet and walking. She was stopped by some men looking up as she felt her heart drop.

"Whats your name girly." He said to the girl before him.

"Im called freak." She spoke glaring at the man as the group laughed. She attempted to push back between them before her shoulder was gripped and she got held making her grit her teeth. "Let me go, bastard."

The girl pulled away from his grip before stumbling off down a alley and being followed. Stopping she turned to face them before letting out a scream for help, though that was cut short by her cry as she was slammed into the wall. She slid down before being pulled up by the collar of her shirt and pinned. Spitting in his face as he punched her jaw making her spit blood at the mans face again when she could lift her head. She couldn't help but laugh in pain, but that again was cut off when she was shoved into the side of a dumpster and slumped down. 

Her head pounded as she was grabbed by the hair and forced to stand opening her eyes and reaching for the mans knife on his pocket. She managed to grab it before she was punched again and shoved to the wall she slashed the mans neck causing his blood to spray on her and the brick wall. The two who were watching in amusement took over, one looped his arms over hers to keep her from moving as the other punched her breaking and cracking ribs making the knife drop. Until she was knocked out. They dropped her so she crumpled to the floor in a bloody mess next to the dead body, grabbed the knife and left the alley before anyone could stop them. Leaving her and the dead man there beside the dumpster. 

Who knew if she would be found, dead or alive, she opened her eyes slightly seeing as how she was alone with people walking down the street in the soft rain but not paying attention. She was a freak, a unknown and she knew it.

Eric was there to sell some Marijuana to a party that had asked him to meet in an alley somewhere down the street, but how the things had changed! Not too long ago he was selling a fine coke from his speakeasy without lifting a finger, but now he had to do the grind himself because his speakeasy was raided by the cops when the gang war started, and he was put into hospital and couldn’t pay the bribe.

He wasn’t expecting to rain today but thought that it would be an ideal condition to sell the stuff without anyone noticing. He turned into an alley he thought his party had asked him to meet. It was the third alley on the right down the street, but when he took a few steps in, his feet stopped and jaw wide opened. The scene in front of him was horrifying. He could see a dead body of a man, and an ugly looking thing next to him. If it was someone else, they would have freaked out and ran without looking behind, but Eric had seen a lot of bodies in his career. As a matter of fact, he was a hitman before he left that career path for the business path.

Upon noticing further, he realized that the ugly looking thing was a disfigured woman with the clothes torn and the blood all over her. He looked back at the dead body, and the thought that came to his mind horrified him.

He had heard of cannibals, and today he was probably seeing at one. He found his hand slowly going under his coat.

“Shit,” He took out his hand, which was empty. He had forgotten his gun.

“Stay right over there!” Eric squealed, taking back a couple of steps.

The girl stirred staring at the puddle of water mixed and dilating the blood that was mixed with it to a watery mess. Her eyes blackened from being hit so many times but under all the marks and beatings she was nothing but normal, disregarded for not knowing and not being normal. She forced herself to prop herself up before turning over with a wheeze. Her vision was blurry head pounding and every bone in her body hurt but she just had enough to turn over. 

Her eyes closed tight when the man who told her to stay where she was, she wasn't moving very far. Her eyes now looking at him, it wasn't her best option but she let out a soft whimper. 

"If.. you're here to kill me... do it quickly...." She tightly kept her eyes shut, she wasn't sure if the man who stumbled across was another from the previous group or someone new but it hurt to move and she was not going far.

The woman slowly turned towards him, and Eric just couldn’t look at her face, but he couldn’t look away either. She seemed badly beaten, and her eyes were shut. Eric found himself a bit relieved. Obviously, she was under no condition to attack him.

Then she talked, and she sounded weak. It seemed to Eric that a man and woman fought, and she killed him because if someone else had killed him, then there would have been no witnesses.

“No one is going to kill anyone,” Eric said, assuring.  “Who are you? What happened to you? And who is this man?” Eric asked. It was none of his business, but he was at a crime scene, and if the woman died of her wounds, and someone saw him coming out of the alley, then he could get in trouble, so he had no choice but to get to the bottom of this.

When she heard his reply, she slowly opened her eyes, seeing nothing but the fuzzy figure standing only a few feet back. She let out a groan as she moved her hand against the ground, watching carefully as the man spoke and asked. 

She shuddered and turned her head again this time staring up at the sky as the rain fell steadily over the earth. "My name?" She let out a tired breath before responding. "I am called freak." She took a minute to process the mans other questions.

"I walked away from a man who with his friends followed me here...." She turned her head back to him staring at him with a broken smile. "I..took his knife and killed him... his friends." The girl named freak laid there there and let out a pained laugh as the corner of her lip twitched.

"I want... to kill those to..." Then it dawned on her and the small smile turned to a frown. "I... in trouble?" She choked out before swallowing down the pit that did not want to stay in her stomach, realizing the man she was speaking to, could have been a cop all along.

She didn’t seem normal both mentally and physically because why would someone call themselves a freak, but Eric was not a doctor, so he wasn’t sure what to do next. He was processing the scene and thinking about the next step. The rain was also getting heavier, and Eric hadn’t brought an umbrella with him, so he got all wet. He just hoped that the stuff inside his coat was not ruined.

 “I am not one of them,” Eric responded, briskly. He didn’t want to give her an impression that he was a threat; else she might attack him too. He was shocked at her confession. She could have cooked up any story, and Eric would have believed her, but Eric didn’t believe her current story one bit. Why would the friends of the dead man leave her alone after she had killed him? There was something else to the story.

Eric was now processing the options in his head. He could leave the scene and hope that she lives because if she died and someone had seen him in there, then he could surely get in trouble, He could also take her to a hospital, but then he would have to answer to the cops and could get in trouble because of his past record.

“We need to get rid of this body first, or we can get in trouble,” Eric had made the decision. He didn’t want this to become a police case because of him being present at a crime scene. This woman looked crazy and could blame everything on him. He was not too hard to identify due to his small height.

“Can you move? I cannot take you to a doctor before this body is taken care of,” Eric decided to take her to a personal doctor, who would cost him a lot, but it was better than answering to police.

“I have a vehicle parked at the end of the street. I can go and drive it here. Can you stay here for a couple of minutes?”

The girl laid there as he assured her that he wasn't a cop, she closed her eyes again as the rain continued to fall. She didn't have much else to say other then the fact she should have been dead before found. She turned her head towards him again as he said they had to get rid of the body so she painfully turned over to drag herself closer to the wall.

Once at the wall she stopped and sat against it breathing deeply to try and forget the pain. But that was as far as she could go given the amount of time it took to move from the dead body to the side hidden by a single empty garbage can. She looked at him as he asked if she could wait and gave a small nod in response.

The girl leaned back and watched the rain continue to soak the ground as she stared at the dead man before her. "I..I can wait." She groaned and put a hand on her lap before closing her eyes and drifting off, her head hurt, her body hurt, she would get there one day, the day where she could cut both the men who left her in such a state.

“Ok, I will be back,” Eric said, turning around. He got out of the alley and turned left. His car was parked at the end of the street. He walked swiftly towards the car, wary of the rain, which was getting harder and harder, so not to slip up.

He reached his Citroen, unlocked the door and sat inside. He took a few deep breaths, trying to relax himself before starting the car.

He drove the car towards the alley and parked it with the back of the car turned towards the alley entrance, blocking the entrance and making it easier to load the body in.

He walked out of the car, hoping that the woman was still there. And she was, motionless leaning against the wall.

Now, the difficult part was to load the body. You see, Eric was a small guy, just 5'0", and the dead body looked heavy, and the woman was absolutely useless at this stage, so Eric had to do the grind himself.

He grabbed the legs of the body, giving a glance at the woman, and dragged it towards the back of the car. He opened the trunk of the car and with all the force he had in him, he was able to shove the body inside.

He was now breathing and sweating very heavily, which was getting mixed with rain water. He wiped the mixture with his coat and took a few deep breaths. After he got his energy back, he looked at the woman. Now, it was time to get her to the car, but how? She couldn’t walk herself, and if Eric tried to give her support in standing and walking towards the car, then he was afraid that she might try to strangle him. He was only helping her to potentially save his own arse due to his criminal record. He was just at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Then he got an idea. He always kept a rope in case his car broke, and he needed to tow. He could tie her hands up and then help her to the car.

“Listen, if you want me to help, then I will have to tie your hands,” Eric said, carefully watching her expression, “You just murdered him, and I just want to take precaution. You need to trust me.”

She sat in a light sleep against the wall listening to the pattering of the pouring rain, crossed with the sound of the mans feet as he quickly turned and left to get his car. She was unsure if she should be afraid, happy or saddened as she did not know if he was kidding about coming back to help.

When his car backed into the alley she opened her eyes and watched him drag the dead mans body to the car before shoving it into the car. Her index finger twitched as she listened to the rain before he returned the stare at her. She wasn't going to try anything but if it gave the man some peace at mind she did not bother to argue. 

When he spoke she gave a small nod again with a dull expression twisted in pain as she spoke in turn. "Okay, tied it is..." She grumbled though it was not a bad idea, she wasnt known by most of the people in the area let alone why she would turn around and do what she did but she was fine trying to make sure she made it, she did not want to be left in the alley any longer then needed.

“Good,” Eric nodded. He pulled up the dead body’s legs in the trunk and pulled out the rope from beneath it.

But it was a long rope, and he needed to cut it to the reasonable size to tie both the hands of the woman. He didn’t have any sharp object with him, so he searched the dead body and found a small knife in his socks. He cut out a piece of rope and turned towards woman. He was feeling a bit at ease and starting to trust the woman. If she wanted to do some adventure, she would have done it by now.

“Put your hands together and stretch your arms,” Eric said, taking off his coat and putting it on her backwards. Then he made two loops with the rope and overlapped and passed each loop through the other by their opposing edges. Then he threaded each loop through the other loop and tightened them. Finally, he inserted her hands into the loops, tightened, and applied traction. The knot was complete.

“I will need to pull you up to the car. It will hurt a bit, but that’s the only way. I cannot pick you up. Just lie down on your stomach, and it will be fine,” That’s why he had made her wear the coat, so it didn’t hurt much when he dragged her to the car.

“Let me know when you are ready.”

The girl watched him get a piece of rope after searching the body for a knife to cut it. As he returned and told her to put her hands together and out she did even though they were not raised much she watched him take the coat off and sliding it onto her backwards she waited until the knot was complete before she was told she was going to be pulled and to lay on her stomach. 

She slid sideways off the wall and turned till she lay face down on the ground with a small grumble to tell him she was ready. She closed her eyes and grumbled to herself, not wanting to move a lot but she spoke quietly. "ready.." 

She felt oddly comfortable tied and wrapped in the mans jacket, but she couldnt sleep just yet.

After sitting in her tree seeing this, on her property, she felt intrigued to watch and wait, but it has been a bit before she had seen most of the show, she felt confused as to why they were going about it that way.  Seeing thrm on a bacl road, but she was still on her own property, in a tree, feeling confused, she sighed, as she hoped down.

As she hopped down, her butler came to her side instantly, she sighed, wasn't even going to go ask him how he over to her so fast, cause he would have simply said, "I'm simply insecure hell of a butler, if i can't do that, then what kind of butler would i be" his words not hers. 

As she got close to them she disappeared, and appeared next to them, "If you like, we can take her in my house, to get her some medical attention, my butler is good at it..well he I good at anything really...but she could get s soft warm bed and such and then you can be on your merry." And just as she was talking, her Butler grabbed the woman.

As he grabbed the woman he handed the coat to the man, and disappeared, Ma'am ease don't worry..I'm not here to hurt you..I'm only going to do as my boss says...then I'm going to out you down where ever she wants me to." He said, as Kirya board and disappeared eith him.

Then as they unlocked the door, they walked in and set her on the day bed in the family room and then she sat next to the day bed, "Go get the stuff you need." She said as she pulled out a knife and took the rope off her hands. 

"I think people forget how to protect a female, and then you got those that get a wild hair up their butt and thry need to bully a woman." She said talking to her as her butler went to go get a medical stuff for her.

She was watching the ground become blurry as she was tied up in the jacket. The girl was just barely aware of what was happening before she hear some voices, looking over at the two that joined the scene, she blinked. Being lifted off the ground confused her more as she was unwrapped from the jacket and the jacket handed back to the man, she gave a faint smile to Eric_Reilly, "Thank you sir," she spoke softly, "I hope we cross paths again one day."

By then she listened to the butlers voice, given she could not leave cause she was in pain and hands tied she gave a small nod, as she listened to the lock turn and the door open, unsure how they went from the ally to the building, but who cared, she wanted to get away from that scene. 

Once set down she sat where she was set and feeling the cold steel of the knife between her wrists and cutting through the rope she pulled her hands back  and listened to the girl who was talking to her before shaking her head, "When seen on the street for weeks.... what else to you expect." She rubbed her wrists while relaxing and looking at the girl, her bangs falling over her eyes. 

She was tired but she was unsure about letting herself lose consciousness as she didn't know who she was sitting next to. She she stayed fairly quiet.

"Yeah well...some people should have come common sense..you know like some of what their mother's taught them." She said as she put her cold hand to the females forehead.

"Ma'am..would you like me to get you anything before i go to my next job?" The maid asked, as she stood at the door.

"Yes..get me a bowl of luke warm water, and a cloth, as soon as possible..also get some water for her to drink." She said, as she cut off anymore rope that may be there freeing her.

Kirya could see the woman was fading fast, she couldn't let her die, and she didnt want her to pass out just yet until the butler came back and gave her some antibiotics...or something to counter act what ever is happening to her. Then the maid nodded and left to go get what she was told to get. 

"Hey....I'm kirya...what's your name?" She said trying to keep her awake for as long as possible.

Then as she was about to say something, two maids came in with a stool and a class of water and a big bowl of water with a cloth folded on the side. Kirya dipped the clothes deep into the water getting it wet, she then squeezed most of the water out.

Then as she squeezed most of the water out, she then followed it and put it on the womans head, and just as she did that, her butler came in, "Good thinking..that will help break her temperature..if we can get that to come down, then she will be out of the danger zone." He said, as he opened up his doctor bag, and pulled out his stethoscope, and started to listen to her heart beat.

"Oh my..we have to slow that down a bit...Ma'am were you drugged or poisoned, at all that you know of?" He said as kirya waited with anticipation for her to answer.

She watched the girl she sat by before twitching from the girls cool hand against her forehead, hearing what she asked the maid to bring she looked around the room as she tried to think about why it was weird being there. But she seemed a bit calmer then being on the streets. As the maids left and the girl introduced herself she looked back at her, before responding. 

"Im called freak." She let out a small sigh as the maids returned, giving the items to Kirya before leaving again. Wasn't long till the cloth was on her forehead. When the butler suddenly broke the silence she jumped startled before settling back down not realizing she had a temperature but then again she had been in the rain for a while. She felt uncomfortable from the feeling of cold metal against her chest from the stethoscope. 

She blinked at the question and shook her head slowly making the cloth fall off her head. "Not that I know of..." She seemed confused by his question. She only really was harassed or kicked around and beat for the pleasure of others other then that she avoided accepting things she didnt know about. She wasn't sure what else she could say to the man other then the fact she had killed the man who had hit her various times, so she stayed quiet looking down and hiding behind her bangs.

"Freak..what a nice name..just relax...we aren't here to hurt you..we are only here to help you...let us help you...i need you to tell the butler what happened to you so he can help you." She said, as she pucked up the rag and moved freaks bangs out of her face, and out the cloth bacl in her forehead.

"She is panicking..we aren't gonna be able to the get anything from her like this...her heart beat is beating too fast.....I mean she was beaten up pretty bad...but, i don't want to do make her think we are gonna hurt her...after all she might have a bit of ptsd." He said, as he out away his stuff, and sighed.

"Well..we very well can't leave her like this." She started to say.

"What do you wang me to do?..she just rejected your cloth, and she seems to be panicking like we are about to do something to her...which makes me think this has happened to her more than once.." He paused as he sighed, then he said, "Well, i could give her something for the pain, and maybe give her an IV and see if she takes it and hope she survived..but she might bite me." He said.

"I will bite you..if you dont help her...or beat you." She said, as she stood up.

"Alright.. Calm down...i will give her what i can." he said as he looked to the other maids. "You two..go grab my assistant...and make it quick.." The butler said, as kirya then grabbed another cloth from the maids and started to clean thr females body from what she could being gentle.

She stared between the two as they told her to relax, feeling the rag placed on her forehead again. Freaks eyes looked at the rag on her forehead not disagreeing with it as she laid there she felt the corner of her lip twitch as she was talked about, she closed her eyes feeling comfortable laying still, she felt fairly calm herself even though her physical look and body language said otherwise. 

She spoke quietly before giving into the unconscious state she didn't want to be in. "I killed him."

She was out cold while being cleaned up, bruises were formed from where she had taken the beating. Swollen in some areas where she bruised from the broken ribs and damage. 

Freak stared around for a minute in her on head, confused before realizing she was alone. Even though physically she was unconscious on some kind girls guest bed she wandered her mind. Curious but at the same time feeling little to know pain in that state. She stared at the gray and white thoughts, it had never been bright before as she thought about the times she sat throwing darts and enjoying the warm sun with some people. 

She couldn't stand to see the dreaded smirks before the day she found herself alone. Burning buildings scattered in a circle around her as she saw a cross and a stack of wood she tilted her head before turning and walking away, always finding her way back to that spot she sat down and put her head to her knees and closed her eyes. "Who would understand.."

"Hmm..she must be having a nightmare...i will have her cleaned up, just gotta keep making her keep water in her system." She said, as he needed, after she had had fallen asleep.

As her butler nodded, her Butler picked freak up princess style and had taken to one of the guest bedrooms on the second floor, and them he left for a bit to get more of what he needed.

Then as he left, maids came in, "Come on get a change of clothes for her, and then have her change after i clean her up, and get her wounds cleaned, and find me the ointment for bruises." As she ordered them and nodded, and left to get the stuff.

Then as they left to get the stuff, was glad that she was I'm a bed, she then looked up just as she saw the maids come back with extra pajamas and a bowl of warm water and a cloth, along with some soap and the ointment, she then got up and undressed freak quickly. As she undressed her quickly they quickly gave her the bowl of water and soap and cloth, kirya then cleaned her up and put ointment on her bruises, and then put the new pajamas on her.

As kirya finished, she then combed out her hair gently, and braided it up so it was outof her face, and then made the maids leave, and the butler came in and gave her an IV and got it all set up, then the butler left and Kirya nodded. 

Kirya then walked over to the fire place, and lit a small fire so get some heat in the room, and thrn she covered up freak a little, so she wouldn't catch a cold. She then sat in the chair, that was in the left corner of the room, and she watched over freak as much as she could.

Kirya watched over her, keeping her cool as much as possible until early morning, it was still dark out, kirya had almost fallen asleep, she then jolted, hearing her wake up,  and probably sat up, she couldn't tell which cause she was not paying attention to that.

Then as the girl looked over at her, she smiled, "Its about five am in the morning." She said, as she sat up a little bit taking a breath.

As she took a breath, she asked the girl, "How are you feeling?" Was all she could think about, just as the butler came in.

"Oh you are awake..I'm glad...we were a bit worried." He said as he walked over to her, taking the rag off, and set it bacl in the bowl of water.

"Do you need anything?..like some water? Or tea?" Kirya asked, as she slid up closer to the edge of her seat.