Freedom
She had to continue running.
She had to run just like all the other slaves.
There was no stopping.
An older female dragged Koala by her arm.
On they went as the giant gates of MarieJoa came into sight.
A newfound surge of determination rose in her tiny chest as Koala made one last sprint to run forward.
This time she was the one dragging the woman forward.
They had to run.
Or else they'd die.
The one to open the gates first was a man with a pink or purple skin. Koala couldn't see it clearly because the sky was dark red, the color of blood.
The moon disappeared behind the black clouds darkening the sky, making Koala unable to see far ahead.
But the only light, the light from the golden gates were enough to illuminate the ground.
The ground of the holy ones.
The ground of the gods who would punish Koala for not cleaning.
For running away.
A few more meters and she would run through those gates..
A few meters and then what?
Would Koala be free?
Would she be able to do what she wanted to?
To eat, to sleep and not to clean?
Was that it?
But these Celestial Nobles were gods..
Hesitation took over the determination and Koala started to hesitate.
But then..
A single voice helped all the escaping slaves forward.
''RUN LIKE YOU NEVER DID BEFORE YOU FOOLS! SHOW THE NOBLES THEY DON'T OWN US!''
The female took hold of Koala's arm tighter and pulled her with her, through the gates and forward where the Red Line came into sight.
This was the world Koala had missed out on all these years..
With a soft gasp Koala woke up only to find Sabo lying next to her with an arm spread over her chest. His legs were spread over the bed too as he liked to claim most of the space available. Koala always had the urge to curl up into a small ball when she slept, so it worked in his advantage to claim the space.
Soft snoring escaped his lips as he looked so innocent when he slept. Smiling she placed a kiss on his cheek and stood up.
In the bathroom she washed her face with cold water to calm herself. She could reassure herself and think: It was only a dream.
But it wasn't a dream. It was a memory. A memory Koala thought she had forgotten. After she escaped MarieJoa she fell back to the state of being the Broken Toy. She allowed it to take over because the world suddenly seemed huge and the little girl couldn't help but be terrified. She was afraid the Celestial Nobles would find her again and bring her back to her Master who would torture her for not listening to him.
In that memory, Koala hadn't smiled either like she usually did when she was the Broken Toy. She was running away from the land of the so called Gods and used uncle Tiger's voice as her energy.. Energy to escape that horrible place..
Now she was here. In Baltigo, fighting these Gods and trying to change the world for the better.
Of course, she had to be the change herself if she wished to see a difference in the world. She locked the Broken Toy deep in her heart and found her new home here, in the Revolutionary Headquarters.
Today was the day Koala, Hack and Sabo would go to MarieJoa. They would infiltrate the place and gather as much information as possible. At first, all three men, Sabo, Hack and Dragon refused to let her go, knowing what might happen to her conscious mind if she were to witness her previous prison.
But Koala wanted to go.
She had to.
How else was she going to find peace and accept the Broken Toy inside her?
Up until now the Broken Toy had terrified her, caused her nightmares, making her unable to fully trust her comrades..
Koala had to change.
Improve for the better.
So she could make a point for all the other people in this world trying to own their place in this society. She wanted to show them it always started with yourself. How were people going to depend on her if she was still afraid of her own past?
She had to look forward and for that, she needed to make peace with her past.
That was why she had to go to MarieJoa.
Sabo was still angry with her for wanting to go, but he understood her reasoning too. He was still struggling with himself after all. He understood her better than anyone else in Baltigo. He reluctantly accepted, as long as he would be in her presence at all times, not leaving her side for a single second.
Sabo had been her protective rock the past years. He and Hack had helped her and taught her what it was like to be a normal human being. The Sun pirates had done it too, but the period she stayed with them was too short for her to get over her past. She still had to learn a lot, especially after she fled her home when she found out the villagers had called the Marines and indirectly causing uncle Tiger's death.
It caused her to fall back into the state of the Broken Toy. Hack found her and brought her to Dragon who had taken her in, seeing the possible advantages it had to have a former slave in his Army and also being even more enraged with Government for allowing such despicable thing.
Slavery.. Koala still couldn't say the word.
It was a painful and disgusting part of the Government for hushing it up.
For not protecting the people that were about to become slaves.
For treating the slaves as if they weren't human any longer.
Sure, the Broken Toy inside her wasn't human indeed, but Koala slowly recovered and started to love Sabo in a way she never thought would be possible again her life.
Looking in the mirror of the bathroom she saw a normal young adult, ready for another work day, a rather peculiar and dangerous one, but one not so different from what they usually did.
She was nervous and perhaps a bit scared for what was about to happen, but she was ready to face it.
To face the prison she used to be part of.
Hello!
This is for Koala's birthday. I want to write a short story about her specifically because she is simply that amazing :3
Please leave a Review with feedback! Idc how short it is. Depending on the Reviews I will continue, and not earlier.
Disclaimer: Duhh.. OP doesn't belong to me :3
Warning: This story contains nsfw content. I don't like giving out warnings when the actual scenes such as trauma, gore or sex happen, because it would spoil the content.