When darkness crept: A ZoRobin Fiction (Before water 7 arc)
A/N: Greetings! My favored citizens. As you can see, this is my first EVER fan fiction. My apologies, will my grammar become confusing. (please do not lay your hatred upon me and step virtually step on my face) Don't blame me it's my first. As this is our very first meeting, shall I introduce myself? Yes? Very well then, I am honored.
I am a girl, no, a woman, about to turn fourteen this June, (hopefully I don't end up like one of them whiny brats) and I live on the land of Precipitating Hermione Inspiring Lefties to Imminently Perspire Poop Into Neville's Empanada Spread land. In short, PHILIPPINES.
Oh! Have I said too much? I do wish that you aren't a creepily crawling stalker *hides under covers. Do go read the story please. Never mind me *says in a nervous tone, and don't forget to follow/fav! PRETTY PLEAAASSEE!
∞Chapter I∞
Shadows were cast off the sky from the clouds of different shades of purple and orange. some were like murky red lakes of feathery landscapes while the others floated like purply-orange cotton balls. On the other side was a dark indigo, its ascent gradually overwhelms the murky red lakes, emanating darkness throughout the currently tranquil sea.
Rays of tiny lights begun to twinkle from the sky, as if tiny suns meant to replace the bigger one. Although darkness crept, these tiny suns managed to put off some light to the ship's deck, along with its pirate crew.
Along with the stars came the gentle moon, emerging, as it begun taking breaths from its grandeur; just because in spite of the massive the massive craters it has, the moonlight never fails to reflect on people's heads, invariably.
The moon now dominates the sky, now split into day and night. Under all the splendor, was a tiny ship of average standards, "merry" they called it and a pirate's crew rode on it. They were the straw hat pirates, very much like the norms, yet had dreams that would never die, especially the one who declares himself as future pirate king, Monkey D. Luffy.
During this time though, the crew was incomplete. Stopping by a small island called "*Kyoshin Island," the others went to gather some supplies and foods with the few beli left on their hands.
The two stayed on the ship, knowing they won't be gathering anything of need in this tiny island. He already had his katanas, and she had a few books for past time, and so they were left together on the ship, not bothering to say a single word to each other.
The green-moss haired one sat at the prow part of the ship, where he lay on top of merry's head. He propped his foot on one of its horns, the other dangling weightlessly. A sharp sound resonated as he brought about one of his Katanas from its sheath and held it up, reflecting a bright tinge of crimson from the remnants of the sun's rays. Heaving a sigh, he let out a soft smirk on his face, apparently letting thoughts wildly fill up his mind.
He stared at the blade ever so wondrously, slowly reminiscing those past adventures he had with his crew; how he always almost dies, how they always get in hot water from that halfwitted captain, and how firm be their resolves and devotions for the crew, despite the knowledge of a plausible failure.
"A cursed sword, who knew?" He whispered to himself. Who knew. Who knew that he would find himself now belonging to a pirate crew? Who knew that he would've made it this far without getting himself killed? Who knew his ambition would take him to the ends of the earth?
If Luffy had not saved him at that time, look at what he could have missed, a squandered opportunity if ever, would not have made him encounter the depth of his reach in the present. Which, In accordance to his gratitude, led him to here forth a pledge in protecting his captain along with his crew, as a debt that he must repay.
As for his ambition, he vowed to become the greatest swordsman for his Kuina. Another oath he had to partake on with a firm resolve, to abide by, for the friend he lost. On this thought he dwelled on for years, or even decades to pass by:
"I will become the greatest swordsman."
Those words echoed like the peals from the bell of the golden city, ringing eternally for everyone to hear. The peals which gave life to his corpse-like determination, in grave moments where all but a deafening silence is left; As if the ringings where he invested his life upon, were his actual life.
Yet, in the midst of the ringing, a shadow crept from nowhere, slowly enveloping these glorious sounds of glee, engulfing it with the power of a sea king. It was Mihawk's beating, his loss from the greatest swordsman himself. No matter how he sees it, he is frightened, agonized even, that will he encounter him in a match, he might lose for the second time, and maybe for a third time, and another, this sent chills down his spine.
He knew that he was far from reaching Mihawk's power, knowing that he was on a completely different level. He had no idea why or how, but he knew he was way too weak to reach him. His way with swords got him so astounded, that even he can't lay a finger on him.
He was completely stuck up on these thoughts, that they began to swallow him. As the darkness engulfed thee beautiful peals,a silence was heard…and it was deafening. A darkness was seen…and it was blinding; as if he was curled up in a black hole together with the stars, which were all but extinguished flames. Maybe it was Blackbeard's power? Hell no, too ridiculous to even presume, but still it made him harder to breathe.
It was all too petrifying.
"Too hard to breathe, I-I can't handle this, this is too much." He panted, and panted gasping for air.
"Zoro…" A voice called amidst the darkness, as if taunting his weakness by the mention of his name.
"Zoro…" It persisted.
"Zoro…"It echoed once again. He thought it was weak, this name and it goaded him intently.
"Zoro…"
"Zoro." He yelped in shock, gaping at the sight of the ebony-haired woman. If she had not held his shoulder, he would never had awoken from that horrid nightmare which frankly, made him seem of himself an idiot. He heaved a sigh, thankful of his ability to breathe again. "Robin." He stated plainly, as with his look at her.
He went down from the figurehead, as to get away with the conversation but Robin, who now rests her arms on top of the wooden board, continued speaking to him. " It seems you were occupied a few moments ago. Might I ask of what it is that bothered you?" She let out gently, a soft smile imprinting on her face. He paused at this, and decided to continue talking to her.
"Nah, it's nothing to worry about." He replied with his usual baritone but this time it trembled for a bit, giving an impression for his dissembling. She grinned at his reply, her eyes now imitating thin lines, seeming she knew what he was concealing. That smile mocked him so, causing a bead of sweat to trickle down his face from nervousness.
"Well then, that would be great wouldn't it? To have nothing to worry about. It's like every man's dream" She started. From a timid-like setting between them, to a sudden cordial atmosphere. This surprised him immensely. "Unfortunately, that kind of life wouldn't be of worth. Don't you think, Mr. Roronoa?"
Zoro pursed his lips, then let out a small chuckle. "Where are you going at…Miss Nico?" He wondered with a sly smile on his face. Skeptical he was still about this woman, knowing of the bounty placed on her head, he had no idea of her plans, which might lead to the death of the crew. This conversation might make him pry out her wicked ideas.
"The woman who gets away with everything," it was her epithet. Such a woman of conundrums, he thought. "Wouldn't it be nice to have a little chit-chat, Mr. Roronoa? I mean, we haven't even had a proper greeting!" She kept that warm smile on her face which all the more made him feel uneasy.
"What is with this woman?" He questioned himself. "Fine, just don't call me Mr. Roronoa, it sounds weird. Call me Zoro." He mandated to her candidly, perpetuating a frown on his lips in a look of suspicion.
"Well then…" Robin began, "Zoro it is that I shall call you, and also, you can call me Robin" She replied with a beam on her face. I know that well. That's what I've been calling you ever since you came here. He uttered under his breath, clearly vexed from her words.
"As I was saying, to live a life without worry just isn't worth, isn't it?"
He thought about it for a moment, and its being truthful never occurred to him. Lies. How could one live to worry all his life, it was just…senseless.
He went to this conclusion, not bothering to think twice, but he did not want her to know it, for he wished to know hers. The way she sees things, he seeks to comprehend. "How do you say so?" He proceeded in interrogating. As he mentioned his inquiry, Robin trailed her eyes onto the sea, leaving out a sigh as she tugged her hair behind her ear.
"To worry is to be concerned, and conversely, to be concerned is to worry…" The waves crashed softly on the ship's rudder, yet it resisted to break. " …and if it were to be sucked out of the world, wouldn't everyone just turn out to be…ignorant?" Her gaze turned to the sky, now almost overcast with the dark indigo, but the rays of the sun remained.
"The world itself already is an ignorant place…why bother being ignorant yourself?" Those mere words struck him like lightning. Maybe there was more to her than just being a woman of high bounty or "a girl who gets away with everything." This provided him further comprehension in the revelation of her true skin, yet this does not assure anything about the woman, he was still encompassed with doubt.
Kyoshin—resonance, vibration, vibrance, vibrancy (from Google Translate)
A/N: Oh my goodness! I am dun, dun, done with the first chapter of my very first fan fiction! *high fives self and heaves a sigh. I do hope you enjoy this. My update will be at random times (because I may get sluggish) but it definitely won't exceed a month! Maybe tomorrow? Or the day after tomorrow? Who knows? Anyways, this won't be so long as to make you wait for 5 or so chapters. Maybe a few 3 chapters?
So this is my debut chapter so please endure with the grammar corrections and stuff so… YAH! Leave a review if you think it was good…or bad :'( (I won't be fazed!…I think) and some critics might help :D. I would really appreciate that.
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~theduchess