Chapter 1:

What do you do? How do you live through something like this? Surrounded by men in uniforms holding you down, shouting things in a foreign tongue. I was scared no doubt but I felt confused too. I didn't know where I was or what I did wrong. All I know is that the smell of the sea was everywhere. It had been a long time since I last smelled the sea. A man with a white cape walked forward. He grabbed my head and said something in that foreign tongue.

I didn't talk or think, just stared into his brown eyes. A look of anger crossed his face as his hand flew at me and slapped me across my cheek. A sense of detachment entered me as he slapped me again and started kicking me in the side. I didn't react and just continued to watch him. He shouted something before the men around him grabbed me and dragged me towards a tower of a building. After a few minutes in the building and walking down some stairs, pasting many levels of cells, we walked into heavy darkness that filled my vision. I nodded as I moved forward a little faster than the soldiers around me. The darkness engulfed us and was only illuminated by a torch that they carried.

"Darkness. It's warm here too." A sigh of relief filled me as one of the men walked over and opened a door. I walked inside and looked around. It looked to be made from a rock cove. A wall of dense oak covered the only entrance in the cell as I looked to watch the door lock. I nodded and moved towards a corner in the back. I pulled off my shirt and placed it on the ground before I laid down on it. My eyes closed as a wave of tiredness washed me. I rolled into the fetal position and fell asleep calmly.

After a week with no food and just a cup of water, I felt myself become accustom to the darkness and lack of nutrition. Sleeping through the day and staying up in the night caused me to show a lack of care for the soldiers outside my door. At night, I often scared them with my glowing eyes and threatening voice. The guilt never showed and I was beginning to think that they were kind enough not to put anyone in there for fear that the soldiers and prisoner would die.

But that all changed when a burst of light erupted from the door, it opened slowly and I ran to hide behind the door, away from the light. I closed my eyes as they tried to recover from the sudden light and listened as someone in chains was pushed into the room by a gorilla of a man. He shove the prisoner to the wall and chained him there. I felt a roll of anger pass through me before I smirked from a sudden idea. With a bump of my hip, I slammed the door shut. Sitting in front of it, I waited for the gorilla to notice me.

"Who's there?! Don't make me have to break some bones." I giggled then crawled slowly over to the man.

"Humans should learn their place. I hope you know that you are not leaving here." I growled as I raised myself onto two legs. It felt weird to stand again but I still managed the intimidating stance that I wanted. The man gasped and backed himself into a corner.

"NO! I thought this cell was empty! When did you get here?!" I heard him shout. I was just beginning to understand the language though some of it was still gibberish to me. I growled and slammed a foot down into his gut, I kept applying pressure to his gut as I leaned down to his face.

"Last week, remember? You brought me here stupid." I dragged my foot off of him and grabbed his collar, lifting the bulk of a man up off the ground.

"I'm surprised they only sent you in here, I figured they would want you back alive. Must have lost your usefulness, pity." I said before slamming him into the wall. A loud sickening crack sounded as I pulled the body off the wall and walked to the door. I kicked it hard and waited for a soldier to appear.

"Take out the trash." I stated before dropping the body by the door. Light flooded the room again as three men dragged the body out of the cell before closing and locking the door. I went back to my corner and waited for the light to leave before looking over at the new prisoner. He was a lean man, tall, with black hair and long legs. He looked beaten and had his head bowed. I watched him looking for signs that he was asleep but found that he was just wallowing in self-pity.

"Damn it." It was a simple phrase but I felt the anger behind it as the man moved and glared at the ceiling.

"This wasn't supposed to happen." I watched him as he clenched his fists in anger. I raised an eyebrow before remembering some of the guards waving around his wanted poster. Fire Fist Ace, Whitebeard's Second Commander. I smiled at the rumors of the man.

"A lot of things aren't meant to happen, it's what most people call Karma." I stated as his head whipped around to look at me. A look of confusion covered his face as he tried to look into the darkness. I sighed before moving a little closer, enough that his lightened eyes could see me. A look of surprise passed on his face, before a tint of pink spread on his cheeks.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I didn't see you there. I'm Ace by the way." I was shocked for a second at his polite nature before crawling over to him. I leaned into his face for a moment, before I whispered.

"I have no name, but you may call me Lilith." I leaned back and watched his face as a smile lightened it. He relaxed against his bounds and nodded his head at me.

"Lilith, such a strange name. It's nice to meet you, though I wish it was in a different situation." He stated. He turned to look around as I went back to my corner. I laid down and breathed deep the smell of mildew. A smile crept onto my lips as I patted a hand on the wall.

"A storm is coming. Let's see how loud it will be tonight." I said before falling asleep.