[f/n] - first name
"I can't believe it, how have none of the marines caught this guy?" You mutter to yourself, gripping the edge of the daily paper. "He's just some rookie."
You stared into the black and white eyes of the front cover picture, noticing his little smirk playing at his lips in almost amusement as his picture was snapped for the world to fear.
"Trafalgar Law, two hundred million berry bounty, captain of the Heart Pirates," you read, scoffing a bit. "Heart Pirates, what a stupid name for a pirate crew."
You sighed, chucking the paper onto the other end of your couch and stood up, stretching your back.
"I can't believe that guy along with a whole bunch of other crazy rookies are all on Saboady," you mused to yourself, walking to the door of your apartment. "What a terrible time to be here."
Exiting your temporary home, you began walking around the archipelago in just boredom. Maybe a slight part of you hoping to see one of those rumoured rookies.
You couldn't help it. A little part of you has always wanted to be a pirate, but you just dismissed it as a childish wish and continued to live as an average civilian. Even though you knew you would never actually become a pirate, the idea of being one still crossed your mind from time to time. The chase, the thrill, you wouldn't mind it. But you made your choice a long time ago.
Walking throughout Saboady, you stopped at some certain places for longer then others, such as the amusement park, enjoying the free time you currently had.
There was one place you avoided though. You had never been there in the whole period of time you've been on Saboady and you didn't plan to go. The place itself was to inhumane.
Deciding to stay at the amusement park, you enjoyed the Ferris wheel for a couple times before a loud commotion down below caught your attention. That and it caused the one in charge of this ride to stop it mid way.
"What the hell is going on down there?" You questioned no one in particular, looking out of the large window.
All you could really see were people running around like crazy, screaming about something and some loud and blinding explosions on a nearby archipelago, slowly getting closer.
"Hey, how am I going to get down?" You wondered out loud. "Well, maybe it's better if I stay up here. I mean, I feel reasonably safe. Safer then down there."
Soon after you said that, just because the world loves to prove you wrong, something almost resembling a laser came shooting towards your ride, destroying the supporting bars and sending everything, along with you, tumbling to the ground.
Landing with a crash and a scream of shock and pain, you thankfully are able to shove open your door after the pain and shock subsided slightly.
"Well," you mumbled, hissing from the pain of trying to get out of the little carriage you were in. "Maybe I am safer down here."
After slowly making your way out of the tin box of doom, you sighed, taking deep breaths and sliding to the ground. You wiped your forehead, seeing dark crimson blood stain your hands.
"Damn," you muttered, looking down at the rest of your body. There were obviously minor cuts, scraps and bruises but there was one large cut that ran down your left leg. Your right one was completely numb and looked pretty bloody.
You tried to wipe away some of the blood that was getting in your eyes. You could feel your legs flaring with pain, making it impossible to walk or even attempt to stand up.
"Okay, well at least I'm down now I guess," you muttered joking, wishing you could've got down from that stupid ride another way.
"Hey, are you okay?"
You looked up to see two guys and large white bear staring down at you with concern. You noticed their matching white outfits and their own hats sitting on their head. The polar bear had on an orange outfit resembling the other white ones.
"Uh, I've been better. Not gonna lie," you laughed despite your situation. "Mind giving me a hand or two?"
"We know someone who could help you if you want," one of the two offered. His hat read 'Penguin' on the front and you couldn't decide if you thought it was cute or just weird.
"Hey! Don't just offer to bring strangers to him," the other hissed, elbowing the guy. "I mean, I know she's cute but-"
You coughed loudly, noting that he wasn't actually very quiet.
He looked down at you quickly. "Just give us a minute."
You rolled your eyes. "Oh please, take all the time you need. Don't let me stop you."
"Penguin, we can't bring her to him! She'll want to either try and kill him or run away in fear. I don't want us to leave off on a bad note either," the guy explained, staring down the other from under the flap of his hat.
"Hey guys, are you almost done? Because I'm just wondering if I should be calling out to other people to help if you aren't," you asked, turning their attention back to you.
"We can't just leave her," Penguin sighed. "We'll have to get him to help her."
The other shrugged. "Alright, but if I have to, I'm throwing the blame on you."
"Captain's not going to like this," the bear mumbled.
"I know that!" Penguin argued. "But we can't just leave her."
"Guys?" You reminded, trying to push aside the fact that the bear talked.
"Bepo you carry her. It'll be easier for us," the not-so-empathetic one pointed to the bear.
Bepo nodded, leaning down to pick you up as gently as possible, still earning a hiss of pain from you at the unwanted movement.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled to you.
You smiled. "It's okay, it wasn't that painful. You're soft so I'm good at the moment."
He nodded, standing back up above the other two.
"Alright, let's head back quickly," Penguin said.
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You were sleeping peacefully, as much as you could be in your condition, until you heard hushed whispers at the foot of your bed.
"Shachi, we shouldn't be in here."
"Don't worry about it. We have to wake her up and introduce her to him now that he's here and we're a long ways away from there."
"Yeah okay, so go wake her up."
"No way, that's why I dragged you here with me! You wake her!"
You groaned, forcing yourself to open your eyes for the two to see. "I'm up guys, you aren't exactly as quiet as you think you are."
Penguin flushed with embarrassment. "Sorry."
"Well you were going to wake me up anyway, no big deal," you mumbled, slowly moving yourself up into a sitting position.
"She's got a point," the other, Shachi, noted.
You rolled your eyes. "So why did you guys want to wake me up again?"
"Oh yeah, our friend is here to help you!" Shachi grinned. "I mean, if he decides to. But I guarantee, no one can fix you up better then this guy."
You smiled. "Alright then, hopefully he'll want to then."
Penguin nodded. "He doesn't actually know you're here yet, so just stay quiet until we bring him in, alright?"
You nodded, pretending your mouth was a zipper and zipping it shut.
Shachi laughed, nudging Penguin. "I like her."
He rolled his eyes, grabbing his friends arm. "Yeah I know, come on let's go get him. And one other thing."
"Yeah?" You replied.
"Just don't freak out."
With that, you watched as they both left your room, quietly shutting the door behind them.
You couldn't help but smile. They were pretty fun guys, you hoped that you could get to know them more and maybe even become friends. You didn't really have many real friends on Sabody. You couldn't help but wonder why they warned you not to freak out though.
Looking around for the first time in your room, you noticed how there was a constant theme. White walls with simple little black accessories scattered around the room. Pretty simple, but nice. You liked it.
Staying silent, you heard voices talking outside your door. Already knowing what was going on, you waited patiently for them to come in.
You watched as your door slowly opened, just enough for Shachi and Penguin to slip in.
"Is he here?" You asked.
They both had on worried expressions on as the door opened wider to reveal their friend. Someone whose presence caught you off guard so much that your jaw dropped. You couldn't really forget his face, the same cold dark eyes showed in his picture.
"Trafalgar Law?!" You cried in shock. "What the hell? What's going on you guys?" You asked, turning to look at the two guys standing rather quietly off to the side.
"It seems you got the wrong people to help you," he stated coldly, his eyes fixated on you.
"Well, I'm just unlucky like that," you muttered.