~NOTE: I do not own One Piece, all credit goes to Eiichiro Oda. I only own any OC's that appear!~ FoxEmpress
~Preface~
~? POV~
Darkness. Had she ever known anything else? She didn't know. This startled her. How could she not remember anything but this... emptiness? She attempted to look around, but found it impossible, so she gave up and settled for lying silently on her back. She cast her eyes around her small prison. She could see nothing concerning its features, but she could feel hard walls surrounding her.
She shifted uncomfortably, panic rising inside of her. She took several deep breaths, but there was something blocking her from doing the action probably. She breathed out heavily and closed her eyes. Where was she? No matter how hard she racked her brain, no answer could be found. She struggled in an attempt to sit up. Finally, she gave up and settled back into her cramped lying down position. How old was she? Again, she drew nothing but a blank.
This didn't help her panicked state at all, so she thought of what the most basic thing to ask herself was. Who am I? Her eyes snapped open and she attempted to scream. No noise cam from her lips. She had no idea where she was, or even who she was. All she knew was this penetrating darkness. She closed her eyes again and attempted to relax as much as she could in this cramped space.
Who was she?
Who was she?
WHO WAS SHE?
Finally she admitted defeat and slumped down, utterly defeated and alone inside her mind. The darkness seemed to close in around her and she lost all perception of anything. All that existed was that single question.
Who was she?
~Just a quick introduction. I hope you liked it! Please R&R!~ FoxEmpress