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Saviour

Chapter 1.

People say that beauty is in the eye of the beholder, but for Amethyst, that was true of everyone she met.

Peoples eyes held her gaze for a split second longer than others, as their brains registered surprise, strangers gazed at her when they thought she was unaware, she was popular without even trying.

She was always quite the beauty, seeing her up close only reinforced that truth, she had a well-endowed chest, a slim waist and curved hips that lead to long legs that gave her the perfectly proportioned body.

She was of a caramel complexion that paired beautifully with her long lustrous pale blonde, molten gold hair that always seemed to gleam when hit by the right angle of light, She had the most captivating pair of baby blue lilac eyes, framed by long gorgeous lashes, her cheeks littered with a few freckles that almost went unnoticed and flawlessly sculpted plump rosy lips, as if crafted by angels themselves and teeth so beautiful it was like the stars themselves, decided to rest behind the soft cushion of her lips, All these features set together on a delicate almost, angelic face.

As she grew and matured into her enviable body and looks she automatically became more and more popular, a popular target, a popular plaything, a toy.

She can't remember a day where she wasn't in a cell, which as much as it sounds like it, is not an exaggeration.

She was a slave to the Celestial Dragons, born into it and has been for the past seventeen years of her life, she wasn't like most of the slaves though, she was given some things that others weren't, she didn't have to be branded, though held no constellation to the scars she still obtained both internally and externally, she received a separate cell room for herself though not that great of a 'gift', new clothes and controlled shower times but she would give them back, just to be done with the extra torture, the extra use of her body that she got for it.

There was one time she did escape, but that only lasted for a month, -an amazing month- she was seven years old and discovered that she had powers that were beyond comprehension to which she used to her advantage to escape before she was re-captured, they put sea stone cuffs on her but for some reason did nothing to neutralise or weaken her in any way, so why did she not just escape again? she definitely had the ability to do so, but she didn't because of the consequences she faced or more so the consequences her disobedience put others through, she did anything wrong and they would torture and kill innocent people to put her in line, so she never tried to escape again.

When she turned nine she was introduced to a new kind of torture to which she finally broke in more ways than one and she gave up on everything, happiness, compassion, hope, her will to live and she became empty, void of any emotion but pain, distrust, anger, hate and hopelessness, all she had to keep her company were her powers that she practiced and played around with when she wasn't occupied, she got a hang of them quite quickly and by the age of thirteen she had discovered most of her powers and honed her skills with each new discovery but never did them in front of anyone, in fear of risking another life.

By the time she turned sixteen everything in her crashed to an all time low and she stopped using her powers, not seeing the use in it anymore... she was broken.

As Amethyst was thrown back in her cell she crawled back to her spot she always resided, in the corner of the cell as per usual, grabbing the tattered hoody waiting for her and putting it on, lifting the hood onto her head, gathering her legs up against her chest secured by her thin arms, forehead leaning on her knees and waited for sleep to take over.

She was feeling disgusting even though she was showered and dressed in no doubt a very expensive white dress underneath her hoodie, sleeveless to be more accurate, easier to take off that way they would say to her.

She felt dirty, a sort of grotesque dirtiness that wouldn't wash off, one that would stick to her like a second skin, like a second soul.

She was startled out of her thoughts by the door to her room being thrown open, she looked up from under her hood and glared at the unrecognisable figure... figures, disturbing her sleep.

Her cell door was opened and the second figure was thrown in quite roughly, they were cuffed, 'must be a devil fruit user' they were also shirtless, 'a man? shouldn't he be in the men's cell quarters? why is he in here with me? must be a shortage of space'

"No funny business," the guard said mockingly... after closing, locking and making sure the cell door was secure... 'coward'

"Fuck off," The shirtless dude said, hissing venomously at him.

The guard went to snap back but Amethyst glared up at him and he seemed to get the picture, finally leaving but not before spitting on her and almost shitting himself and hauling ass when she growled at him, locking the room door as he got out.

"What a coward, what's your name?"

She wiped the spit off her arm, looked up at the man and glared at him before going back to her usual position but instead resting her chin on her knees so that she could keep an eye on the new addition to her cell.

"Can you speak?"

She continued to glare at him, not answering.

"Okay, well I'm Ace, Portgas D. Ace"

'A pirate? and a division commander of the Whitebeard pirates, that's... interesting' despite her slightly peaked interest her face remained unchanging but she decided to give him something to work with.

'Amethyst'

Ace was startled by the sudden voice in his head and started looking around for anyone hiding in the shadows but saw no one, he looked back at the hooded figure, surprise clear on his face.

"How'd you do that?"

No answer.

"Do you have a devil fruit ability?"

No answer.

"What? Can't you do it again? why aren't you answering?"

"I don't know you, stop digging so much"

"Okay, so no questions that are too personal. So, Amethyst... that's your name, right?

'No, I just like saying gem names out loud'

He ignored the sarcastic remark and started to scooch closer to her, making her glare harder. 'Don't'

He stopped moving and huffed in slight annoyance at the obvious distrust she had for him. "You know it might be a bit more enjoyable in here if you weren't so guarded, I mean I'm not one of the Celestials and I'm not a guard... who better to trust than a fellow prisoner?"

'Easy for someone who just got here to say'

"True, but judging by the dress, you can't have been here much longer.. by the way is this your real voice, cause no offence it sounds pretty weird"

'No, it isn't my real voice'

"So you're hiding your voice as well as your face and basic information"

'Clearly'

"Bit paranoid wouldn't you say? you still haven't answered my question, how long have you been here? or is it another one of your secrets that you won't reveal?"

'I was born a slave, so yes I'm 'paranoid' I don't really take to... people, in general, I'm surprised that I'm even mind-linking with you'

Ace's eyes widened, a look of horror sprawled across his face before dissipating into a look of pity.

'I don't need pity... it's whatever.

How'd you get in here anyways? I thought Whitebeard pirates were strong'

He snapped out of his pity at that and smirked, seeing her glare drop.

"So you've heard about us. We are strong, but we still have our weaknesses, mine happens to be narcolepsy, so I wasn't exactly expecting to be cuffed in my sleep"

'A pirate with narcolepsy? that's unfortunate'

His eye twitched in annoyance at the mocking tone of her 'voice'

'what's it like having fire powers?'

He chuckled a bit at her interest.

"It's challenging to control"

'I bet, seems to suit you though, you seem pretty untamed'

"Well, most pirates are"

'Yeah, but you have something in your eyes, it's different'

"...Whatever you say" His stomach started to rumble, that comedically echoed in the room.

'You can eat all of that if you want'

He looked at the plate she was indicating towards, two bread rolls, an apple and a cup of water. "You sure? what about you?"

'I already ate before I got here' she lied, 'no reason to be completely honest with the guy'

and just like that, the food was gone in a blink of an eye.

'what the fuck?'

Completely ignoring the comment, he grinned at her "Thanks, but wait, what do you mean by 'before I got here'?"

'What? you think slaves just stay in the cells? that's just a common prisoner'

"Right, what exactly do you do when you leave?"

Amethysts glare returned.

"Okay, okay, I won't ask again"

Ace stared at the hooded girl, trying to figure her out but saw nothing but her shadowed, guarded and hateful expression through the darkness of the room.

'I can uncuff you, so you can escape' She said, cutting through the silence that the room was settling into.

"How?"

He watched as she reached out her hand and clicked her fingers, a clank of stone meeting the impact of the ground was heard and suddenly he felt a warmth spread through his body, the suppressed fire just waiting beneath his skin but unable to breakthrough, finally free and he visibly relaxed, sighing in relief.

"I know I can't ask, but you interest me more and more, the longer I stay here"

She clicked again and the cell door opened. 'You're free to go'

He grinned and jumped up immediately and walked through but turned to her as he stood in front of the room door.

"Aren't you coming?"

She sagged in indifference.

'Can't,' She said, not elaborating on it. She leaned her forehead on her knees so that her face didn't show how visibly upset and angry she was, she tensed at hearing him move back in the cell but never lifted her head.

"If you could do all that, why haven't you left?"

No answer.

"Knowing them, they have some kind of leverage against you?"

'...Yeah, you could say that'

"Maybe I can help, what is it?"

'You can't'

"Well we won't know until you tell me now, will we? I have no problem staying here longer just to annoy you"

She rolled her eyes and looked back up from under her hood, to see him in the same spot as before.

'They said if I were to do anything to go against them they would kill and torture the other slaves... they... they killed my mom... I never met her, just had a picture... I was separated from her when I was born but they killed her in front of me... and countless others... children, men, women... because I escaped before... so I gave up'

She hid her face again, she's never said so much to a person, let alone a complete stranger but she wasn't going to see him again, so what did it matter? she tried convincing herself it was just because of that but she knew better.

She cringed, scrunching her face up, afraid for the first time of someone, not because she thought he was going to hurt her, but because of the judgement. He was going to think she was some coward or a monster, someone who let all those people be killed because she was weak and naive and thought only of herself, someone wh-

"I know what you're thinking, you're not a monster"

Her head shot up in surprise, she looked at him and half expected a look of disappointment or even disgust but saw nothing but understanding. "I'm a monster, I also know one when I see one but you are not one"

She kept her face calm but on the inside, she felt something she hasn't felt in a long time a blissful feeling, someone actually understands and doesn't judge her. 'I could say the same about you'

She saw him smirk a bit.

"You probably wouldn't say that if you knew who my biological father was"

'Why would whoever your father is, determine who you are as a person?'

Ace gave her a scrutinising look, looking as if he was going to say something but refrained from doing so.

"OI! Ace! you still alive in there?"

Amethyst jerked in surprise and looked at Ace in confusion. 'Who's that?'

He smirked.

"A friend. Come on Marco! you know no one can hold me down"

'Says the guy in a cell'

Ace glared at her in annoyance making her glare back defiantly, he got up and walked to the room door, looking through the small barred window, Amethyst clicked her fingers again and the room door opened and she saw another guy with a blond mop of hair, an open purple jacket and a tattoo on his chest.

'Marco the Phoenix, another Whitebeard pirate' she thought to herself.

"Wait, so the door was open? and you don't have cuffs on, why didn't you just escape yourself?"

"I was in the middle of a conversation with someone" Ace said nudging his head towards Amethyst.

Marco looked behind Ace at the hooded figure and saw their eyes, glaring at him venomously, 'they're like...' he looked back at Ace and they exchanged looks of understanding, conversing silently with their eyes.

'Are you lovebirds gonna keep staring at each other or leave?'

Ace rolled his eyes and turned to her.

"Shut up"

'Fuck you'

"She didn't say anything, you going crazy?"

Ace sighed, heavily annoyed at both people in his presence.

"Can we just go?"

"Yeah, I've released all the slaves and got our people back, Izo and Thatch are holding the marines off, we need to go now"

Amethyst went back to her position, looking down at her knees and waited for them to leave when she felt a hand grip her arm, she didn't have to look to see who it was.

"Let's go, I'm not leaving without you"

She started to shake in anger, pulling her arm away from him. 'Did you not hear what I said before?'

"Yes, I did, but they can't hurt anyone here if they're all escaping as well, can they?"

She refused to move, she knew he was right, but after everything she's been through, she didn't want to dare think that maybe this was her chance. Is she finally able to leave... to be free?

She shook her head, still staring at the ground, refusing to feel hope just for it to crash down again.

He sighed in frustration, grabbed her arm again and lifted her up, putting her on his back in a piggyback position. "Sometimes you have to live for yourself and through the risks, otherwise what's the point?"

She went to fight him off but slumped at the statement, pulling the hood down more and hiding her face in his back.

"You know I think you've been here too long, you keep talking to yourself"

Suddenly someone came running towards them making Amethyst tense more than she already was.

"Hey, guys! Pops is waiting... wait... what's up with the girl? Is she your new pet Ace? you keeping her?"

Her eyes widened in alarm but before she could react Ace spoke up, glaring coldly at him.

"Shut up Thatch, don't say shit like that, you moron"

"...Oh! I didn't m-mean it like that"

Marco sighed. "Let's go already, you're taking responsibility for the girl"

"Whatever"

Amethyst didn't know how to react to all of this, there was so much going on that she couldn't wrap her head around, she felt her heart beating hard against her chest, she felt anxious for what was happening, never had she thought she would escape again, especially not with the help of someone else, a stranger no less and before she could over think further, she felt her eye lids getting heavier, despite her best efforts to keep them open.

"You'll be fine, don't worry"

She didn't hear who said that probably Ace, for the first time in a long time she felt calm, listening to the sound of his heartbeat and feeling the warmth of his skin, for once not worrying about the outcome of others and for the first time in her seventeen years of life she spoke, it was whispered, raspy, barely holding against the breeze that hit her face that she doubted anyone heard it and then she drifted into sleep.

"...thank you"

Well, there goes Chapter 1 till the next one.