YAAAAAAAAY IM WRITING A NEW FANFIC IT'S TAKEN LONG ENOUGH. Ok so I don't own One Piece blah blah blabbity blah. I've only just started re-watching th series and right now I'm only in the 90's ( which I'm really proud of because of school and hw and stuff) so this will take place when it's still just Nami, Sanji, Zoro, Luffy, and Usopp. I'm writing this for a friend who I recently got into One Piece (I'm so evil)and she ended up getting a crush on Luffy, although she does support LuNa(2 victories omg) and told m to give her a Japanse name. Oh and the computer I'm typing this on is missing a key for the E so if one is missing just lt me know.
Chapter 1
Satomi
500. 500 more, and thn this will all be over. The wind howled in my ears as I wrapped fresh bandages around my waist; soon every inch of my body was covered in the white material. Except my eyes. Nevr my eyes. I could easily kill 10 a day, and be done in 50 days. Altrnating between missions and freebies. I shivered, on the inside that is. I don't show emotions. I don't show feelings. I'm not supposed to b like a human. Not supposed to feel. And barely allowed to live.
As I pulled on my shirt and shorts, a strange calmness suddenly filled me. They must've settled down. My chains. Although they live to obey their master, they still hate being cooped up inside of me, with nothing to do but tortur my dreams, and mess with my thoughts, feelings and actions. This odd wave of peace says that they have stopped trying to fight their way out through my wounds.
And people wondr why I nver take my bandages off.
Then the shadows attack. Images of their bodis, still young children, flash before my eyes. Although they are still in black and white, as always in th dim lighting of that evil room, i can see them shining with new blood. But you must keep them safe. Promise us that. The words echoed against my chains, and they cackled with evil laughter
I grabbed hold of the locket around my neck, and squeezed its sharp bloodstained edges for hoping for th pain that brought the good memeoris back. None cam. Th shadows took care of that.
I unconsciously plaster a smirk across my face, as I remember how I used to cry everytime I touched this lockt. Just like I did evrytime I would look at his cruelly beautiful face. But I know better now.
(update new keyboard with an E key yay!)
As the sun rises I take out 3 pieces of paper out of my pocket, along with a small lump or charcoal. The first paper records my tears. I allow myself one spare for everyday. And one tear for everybody that breathes it last breath at my hands. I've been saving my spares for a tragedy. None were used today, so I draw a small tally. I fold it up and put it back in my pocket. The next one is my list. A bigger paper, with more creases. Although it would have to be, to fit 3,000 tallies. Right now it has 2,392. I bring it up today with today, so it's now 2,500. My hauls have been bigger lately. I put that with the other paper, along with the charcoal. Then I take out the last paper.
The WANTED are sprawled out across the paper in large print. I guess he never changed, I think to myself with a small smile as I look at the photo. Him and his crew should should bring me up to 2,505.
Monkey D. Luffy
30,000,000 belis
So how did you like it? I know it's pretty short but I promise a longer chapter 2. Besides this is only my suspenseful intro. Reviews are appreciated although I know that you are all to lazy to write a few words or a smiley face or something.