My eyes snapped open. What had awoke me? I used to be a very deep sleeper, until my trust was betrayed and i was captured and sold as a slave to a ship of lust filled men. Now the simplest sound would awaken me. So what was it this time.

My mind quickly ran over a list, Was the door open? No if it was there would be some form of light piercing the almost absolute darkness that surrounded me. Item's one and two on the list were answered with no but that doesn't mean that someone could have slipped in and quickly shut the door behind them. Number three on my list was new pain, opening my mind to the pain that i had previously blocked out, i did a quick check. Nothing new. Sure my knee still throbbed from where the captain had twisted it past it limits because he was determined that i would run off if he unchained me from the wall. My wrist still ached from when i went flying across the room for looking at a crew member the wrong way. The sharp pain in my side every time i took a breath was the reminder of the kick i was given last night when i bite one of the mates, taking a chunk of skin with me.

No new pain, no light, and there was no sounds of anyone else being in the room with me. SO WHAT HAD AWOKEN ME? my mind screamed at itself panicking, before i could answer the ship shook with a mighty force. I was flung from the bed that i was on and would have kept flying if the chain around my injured leg hadn't jerked me back. A storm? was it a storm that had woken me up? Suddenly the ship flew violently in the same direction as before. if it was a storm wouldn't we be rocking back and forth, so then maybe we were under attack? Once again the ship's weight was shifted but this time my questions received an answer. Yes we were under attack. I could say that clearly because of the cannon ball that had landed at my feet.

Looking up with fear at the hole that had been blown into the side of the ship i didn't know if i should panic or celebrate. There was water rushing in by the gallon. For some reason my mind decided to go with panic. Opening my mouth in a scream that i knew no one would hear I frantically tried calling out for help. But just silence met my ears. The men that had sold me in to slavery had not only taken my freedom they had taken my voice as well.

*SOME ONE, ANYONE HELP ME!* the silent scream echoed in the man's ears and he did something that he hardly ever does, he paused in the middle of his fight his head whipping around to try and locate the source of the voice. "I DON'T WANT TO DIE! PLEASE GOD! DON'T LET ME DIE!" the voice sounded like it belonged to a young girl, but from what the swords man could tell there were no women on this ship. Why was nobody else reacting to the screams that were so full of terror that it was sending shiver's down his spine.

Even the shitty love cook wasn't reacting. Again the scream echoed in the swords master's mind *I CANT DIE A SLAVE PLEASE CAN ANYONE OUT THERE HEAR ME? I DON'T WANT TO DIE! PLEASE!* the screams where slowly fading into heart wrenching sobs.

"Oh gods what is wrong with me?" the swords man mumbled to himself as he slew enemy after enemy. "I'm turning in to….HIM?" Zoro grumbled shooting a glare toward the curly brow cook, as he neared a door at the back of the ship.

"OH SHIT FACE!" Sanji's voice was heard over the sounds of Luffy's fight finishing up "Usopp shot a cannon into the ship its sinking you coming?"

"OH STUFF IT CURLY BROW!" Zoro yelled back at him and ignoring the cries of his crew mates he flung the door open. The water came rushing out the bottom of the ship had already filled up to the middle of the stairs. Turning back to the crew his green eyes seeking Luffy's permission.

Zoro caught Luffy's gaze with his searching eyes and received a Wide grin from his captain. Taking this as a sign that it was okay, even if it wasn't, Zoro charged ahead into the water. The voice sounded again this time weaker, *Why me? Why do i have to die like this? Anyone out there please hurry it is starting to go black. Why am i so cold?* The voice was now so soft Zoro could no longer hear it. But just like he knew his swords he knew that the voice was coming from below him.

With out thinking Zoro drew his trusty Wado Ichimonji and sliced forward into the ship. With an ear bleeding screech the ship began to split. Now searching for the owner of the voice would be a lot easier. As the light began to wipe out the previously murky depths Zoro was able to make out a figure floating in the water. Wait floating wasn't the right word. She was sinking with the ship. Half tempted to leave the body behind, Surly they were dead by now he remembered the fearful shrieks that had torn his mind apart.

If there was any chance the owner of the voice was still alive, then Zoro couldn't leave them behind. Taking a deep breath he dove down in the murky depths to the body. As he neared he could tell that this was indeed the owner of the voice being the first women he had seen that was not part of his nakama.

The cold and dark faded from existence as I went with it. There was no hope now I was dead. Trying to look on the bright side I realized that dying was one way of being released from the hell that had been my life for at least a few years. It was hard to keep track of time when you hardly saw the light of day. Another plus would be that i could apologize to my father for forcing him into trusting those pirates. The one thing that I had really wanted to do before i died was hunt down that fat, greasy, missing tooth, Black haired bastard that had killed my father, took our life's earnings and had thrown me into hell.

All of a sudden warmth entered into my body again, There were some strong arms wrapping around my waist. "Hi Daddy….I'm sorry" I spoke to my father for the first time in years. "He said he was part of the Whitebeard pirates, I thought we could trust him, I'm so sorry!" My voice was starting to break as i fought off tears, I was not one that would cry easily "I am so so so sorry Daddy, please forgive me i didn't mean to get you killed! I loved you daddy, Please forgive me." I couldn't speak anymore, the sobs i was holding back choking me as they tried to fight their way out.

Instead of responding to my pleas for forgiveness my father just shifted me in his arms until i was being held by my shoulders. Then my father began to shake me.

"WAKE UP!" a deeply husky voice screamed at me, That was not my father's voice. "WAKE UP YOUR NOT DEAD WAKE UP!" the shaking stopped only to be replaced by a sharp slap to the side of my face "If you were dead you wouldn't be able to feel that!" the voice was pleading.

"ZORO YOU'RE HURTING HER!" this new voice sounded a lot like a small child.

"Chopper, help me she isn't waking up."

"Oh shit face what is all this…oh beautiful lady." yet another voice sounded in my ears. If i am dead then this is hell. I am surrounded by men. "Oh marimo stop shaking her that is not the way to wake a sleeping beauty."

Authors note: First fan-fiction story i have ever done please feel free to leave comments. and if you see anything that might need to be fixed please let me know!