CHAPITRE I

His unconscious body was literally shriveled up in a corner of the cell, representative thus a sort of untidy heap. Crimson stains embalmed the room a sinister way. Just as these scarlet brands practically recovering its corps from head to feet. His condition was deplorable. We could even ask the question if he was still breathing, or else if his heart was still functioning. However, through this body bruised lived a soul which hadn't intended to subject even if its body doesn't was allow it. This one was screaming in pain while also creating multiple spasms of suffering. But he had to be hold on. For his Nakama. They would be here soon... Yes, they would soon be there, that's for sure! He had to just wait. Await... And survive.

An imposing man made irruption in the door cutter jaws. Or rather, in the grid infested by seastone. His farm face was giving a mocking air to his prisoner.

- « Always so proud to agonize? »

Knowing he hadn't intended to respond to his provocation, he continued, in a tone imperial.

- « Get up. »

He made no move, all of a sudden looking up to its level, was noticing as though he her presence for the first time. His gaze was remaining neutral, in defiance.

Without waiting for an answer from him, the man clutched her hands in the boy's hair and pulled him carelessly outside of the cell. He didn't protest to this unpleasant manipulation, and contented to grumble himself. He didn't like this man, and he wasn't going let him get away with this neither do with him what he wanted.

One week earlier

The nocturnal windy air slipped under his half-naked feet. The amused smile who had for habit to characterize its expression had been succeeded by a dull and colored a pale white face. He walked at a slow pace and sleepy towards its favorite location; the prow head of a lion, that of the Thousand Sunny. He often placed there at night currently. The cause was a kind of bitter sorrow, who never ceased to gnaw, despite his back with his crew. Indeed, they were all rejoined since each had been dispersed far from each others. In normal times, it would have this is a period of celebration, if only their captain hadn't this chagrined mine. Of course, every time his companions were trying of him consoling in some way or another, he always replied with a smile which sounded wrong assuring them that he has going very well and they hadn't nothing to worry about.

Since the death of its brother, he hadn't longer been the same. But going up the slope with the assistance of his friends, as steep as it might be, this sudden change could become any other than negative. And maybe same as on some points, it could become himself again, who knows... For the moment, however, nothing helped. He remained lost in thought all days and longer ate not with the enthusiasm that there was giving usually. His nights were transformed into frequent nightmares. Paying no reflection in this regard, all were aware. Who was stupid enough not to notice this? Even having a heavy sleeper it was difficult not to notice that the dark circles had formed a little more each day the below boy's eyes.

Everyone was trying to do their best to encourage their captain. Zoro, him, was doing this rather internally. He didn't withdraw his dignity by noticing its moral weaknesses reproaching him in some way that people have in comfort others with sweet words. Nami not reproached him only very rarely now to make foolishness, but in reality, nothing would permit because he wasn't so much heckling as before. She often gave an air sorry and compassionate, but she knew that the words wouldn't be the solution for the moment. Usopp was doing his best to laugh with him and make jokes as before. But its attempts didn't succeed really, despite his gift for the falsehoods. Sanji opted more for the way of Zoro, but also was doing ensure to cheer him up with a little extra food. Chopper didn't cease to examine his captain's side, not only because of its scar still not well healed, but also for its moral state. Robin was concerned in its own way. She discreetly inspect the area and verify the location of his captain, raising his nose often of a reading. Franky as to him often does the round trips on the deck of the Sunny "just to check that everything was fine," as he is persuaded him. Brook for its part often was rubbing his violin bow strings, almost constantly throughout the day, hoping comforting the troubled souls.

His headgear wasn't in its usual location. Looking at the horizon in the darkness, a hand on his chest, he had let seem a grimace of disgust. Its mouth was pasty. Now he only ate meals "normals" as any person normal without possessing none the devil fruit. He had refused overtly the offers of blond lover. It was one of the things that worried him most the Mugiwara crew.

Cross-legged, he glanced to his left.

The same morning they had all landed on an island, but all had preferred to stay on the Sunny, the enthusiasm of their captain being absent. Who knows what would have happened if he had attracted quarrels in a place in the city just because of the his name? Because yes, the island consisted of an immense city teeming ladles places as many as cheerful and friendly. However, the captain wasn't of this opinion. He noticed it only once lonesome, on its preferred location. He longed to limber up his legs. After all, it pained him to see his many friends give pain for him. What kind of captain was he? More reason that he had to to ensure to revitalize a little bit.

The feet on grass, he went with more gusto the opposite of the city. This last certainly occupied a good part of the island, the vegetation doesn't occupy less another. He buried himself straight into the heart of the forest, the slow walk but sure. After a good twenty minutes of walking, he suddenly noticed a brilliant light of the night, threading your way between trees bushy of vegetation. The gaze fixed to heaven, he also noticed that the moon was just above him, totally full. He displayed a small smile at the sight. Small, yes, but to his surprise it was real.

The wind was blowing while doing dance the foliages around the darkens sky. Closing eyes for an instant, he inspired a big breath of air. He felt good... Far from her suffering who had him gnawed so long, he was now filled with a happiness unknown. He hasn't thought of nothing more. He hadn't filled more mind him of remorse. The nightmares had disappeared from his thoughts. He no longer had felt this way about long since.

But once the clouds had taken the initiative to mask this same magical moon, any faded and became again like unto before. The horror seized him by the throat, and not a little. Moreover, this impression seemed pretty real. And it was.

A hairy thing was wrapped around his neck. She him had grabbed so hard his neck that his feet were quickly detached off the ground without missing of course of stifle him. He was waving as best they could in every direction its feet, its hands being busy to loosen the grip of the unknown beast. Before even to have been able identify his assailant, its vision clouded little by little, couldn't release the slightest complaint. His joints fell throughout his body, his consciousness vanishes as quickly as the presence of the moon.

Its forehead resting on her clasped hands, both elbows on the table which seemed to have belonged to a bar, the spirit of man with purple hair concentrated on something else. The room where he was located was quite sinister. Lighted only by of small candles here and there, the grimy walls moisture, it was more like a cellar.

The creaking of the main door just opposite this same man, made him look up. Shortly after, a mischievous smile animated him. Before him stood a sort of large man-leopard with a ghastly look. He had many scars on his back, and other, apparently more recent, at its head. His tail encountering the ground attracted the attention of man seated. A lifeless body, dragged on the ground was lying there.

- « I was sure you would have been capable of find him and bring him here! Your skills are decidedly beyond reproach! »

The latter doesn't answering, entirely neutral. In a single sudden movement, the body is found in an instant at the feet of the other man. Satisfied with having this human being to its feet, he dealt a good shot to verify that wasn't going immediately wake up. Once done, it still strived multiple hits.

- « Tch'! Stupid tad, I'm gonna teach you, me, for to me to ridicule for a demoness! »

Caught by surprise

By lack of attention,

In a fraction of seconds.

The beginning of a misfortune,

Of an agony

Of a torment.

Any will occur due to this single moment.

Everything.

Yeah! Here at last this first chapter! I'm not English, so it may be that my writing is weird, childish, with many misspellings, grammar and conjugation. It's for this reason I ask you to report it me in reviews... This would be nice! And if there are any too much, I will change. If it's also possible please tell me your impressions on this first chapter (perhaps failed) although it was quite gloomy.