#wasinspired

She was walking around, aimlessly after a mission. Lucy decided to go on a solo mission to get ready to pay her rent, but it turns out it was a ghost town. Barely any people loved there, and they didn't leave their houses much. The worst part was that it was big. With a bunch of abandoned places, talk about the setup for a horror movie. Ah, but what an inspiration this place could be for a novel. A practically abandoned town, but still had a few citizens. Why weren't they doing anything to improve, and what caused it in the first place? She hummed happily as she thought of the endless amount of things that could come out of this. As she always said the writer travels and the pen follows. Lucy wasn't even paying attention as she thought, as there was no way she would meet anyone here. But something caught her eye-- Bright blonde hair, it was long, and a bit raggedy if you would describe it that way. That hairstyle resembled someone she knew of, well, he wasn't exactly someone she wanted to be acquainted with. He was an enemy, someone who hurt the people she cared about. Lucy decided to follow the supposed enemy, everyone thought he had died. Zancrow, what exactly became of you? Her suspicions were confirmed as he swiftly turned around and gripped her wrist tightly.