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She loved the city life. She loved the crowds, the people, but at the same time the isolation. SHe could be compeltely surrounded but be absolutely alone. It was something that Queen had loved since she began her life in the city she'd been born in. Nothing made her more happy than the sights. But Queen wanted more. She wanted to see the part of the city that her Father had so long shielded her from. Granted the old man meant well but Queen wanted to live. She wanted to be that dare devil. She wanted to find the dangerous side of life that was so... forbidden.

She was dressed for a night on the town and didn't have a second thought afterwords. Lavender tights under extremely short shorts. Her brown sweater was a bit baggy but it still looked amazing on her. Queen had dyed her hair a orange color that was completely different from her near silver color. She checked the hallway and noticed that the help had already gone to their bedrooms and sneaked back into her room.

"Plan escape, is go." She said and opened her window slowly, silently, and slipped out stealthily. She braced herself for the drop down to the bushes and cursed as the sting of gravity hit her body. "Alright so... not as soothly as I wanted it to. It's all good I can fix up at the bar." She said catching her breath back in lungs and dashed off her residential home of 21 years. She just had to get out. She just had to get to the bar and she was done.

It was something of a walk in high heeled shoes but the noise of the bvar hit her ears like a melody come true. "This... This is what I've always dreamed of." Queen said as her eyes took in everything she saw. Her eyes landed on the bar and she walked up and took a seat at one of the empty seats.

"One of whatever you've got on tap. It's a girl's first night out. Make it count." Queen said with a wink to the bartender and watched a drink was set in front of her. A slick looking guy slid up next to her.

"Hey sweetheart, how you doin' tonight?" He said scooting a little too close for Queen's comfort. "First night out, hm? Why don't you hang around me I'll show you what the night's all about!" He said with smirk. Queen shrugged her shoulders.

"Nah, just got her might let the excitement kick in for a bit, ya know?" She said with a grin toward the other man. There was a look in his eye that Queen did not like. He gave a look of dissapointment and settled a hand on her thigh.

"Aww don't be so shy honey..." Queen scowled and moved her leg out of reach.

"I said no. Now scram, alright. I'd like to drink in peace." She said flipping her hair arrogantly in his face and turned her back to him.

First mistake.

The night was turning in for the worse. Queen yelped when her hair was pulled and struggled until she was let go and she scrambled away. Another male had come up to the one named Frank. Queen's face was pure shock as Frank bashed a bottle over his head. Queen felt her stomach clench as blood started to drip but the mystery man showed no signs of pain.

Soon the fight was over and the man was leaving as Queen stared, frightened, at Frank on the floor. She quickly looked to the bartender that dropped a set of keys in front her. Queen stared at them with a scowl on her face. What had just happened? This was what she had wanted it but it'd gone horribly wrong. Absolutely wrong. Queen stared at Frank still on the ground and frowned. There wasn't any use brooding over what had happened. The best thing to do now was to focus and make up for the trouble she caused. That included tending to the wounds of her hero.

How cliche that sounded, Queen thought to her self with a smile as she snatched up the keys and flashed a smile at the bartender. "Thank you. I'm sorry for the trouble I caused." She said pulling a good amount of change out of her pocket and set it on the bar as a tip and left for the back room. She knocked once and heard no answer. She bit her lip before using the key and opening the door slightly.

"I'm sorry for bothering you but I wanted to thank you... I owe you. I'll at least tend to your wounds. You'll lose too much blood if you just leave it like that. Any glass that might have gotten into your skull is dangerous too." Queen said talking fastly as embarressment heated up her cheeks. She wasn't used to feeling obligated to anyone. This was completely new for her. She shut the door behind her and saw that there was a few towels on a rack nearby. She grabbed one and showed it to him.

"Do you mind, or am I going to have to do this with force?" She asked with a half smile since they both know she couldn't do anything to him; he'd recently saved her after all.

Queen raised a brow as she grabbed a empty dish and her towels and sat down beside him. "Well tough luck. You've got someone who's worrying about you now. Everyone needs someone, that's what being human's all about, you know." She said as she tenderly touched the wet towel to his forehead and soaked up the blood.

"It's a sad thing to be prepared to die, I'd think. As for me, I've done a lot of stupid things because I'm ready to live. Papa always tries to keep me inside, but I'm old enough! I can do what I want!" She said furrowing her brow as anger filled her eyes, but she shook her head and watched him. He really was a picture. Brooding, anti-social. Great that seemed to be her weak spot, if her accelerated heartbeat was any clue.

"We're opposites you and I. But I don't think that's any reason why we can't be friends. After all, you did save me in a sense. I figure that makes you someone I want to know. I'm always getting into trouble." Queen said as she bit her lip reminiscing about all the silly things she'd done in her life thus far as she continued to mop up the blood on her new hero.