Hey! Sorry about my other stories, I'm slowly completing them, teehee :3 but anyways, I found this in my notes on my iPad as a thought train for another story that I was planning on doing but no. And this by itself is okay as a reminder of something that should be remembered.
Disclaimer: this whole thing owned by the marvelus mister Eiichiro Oda and not my poor little self. :(
So I don't recommend reading this if you are planning on being giddy and full of lifeafterwards because it's kind of depressing, well if it's good enough to give off emotions that is. Please please review! I really want to know how you felt reading this! Like I really super wanna hear your personal thoughts whether they are nice or not , so please RxR!
Okay so here it is!
I remember bits and pieces of my journey, some memories not worth remembering, others to scarring to fade...
... Being separated from my nakama, alone and unsure of their whereabouts.
... Hearing Ace was sentenced with execution I ran to him.
... Struggling to get through Impel Down, the pain of the poison, to get to where he was.
... I remember he was gone from there, his pirate captor in my presence.
... The emotions swelling inside me as I had to leave him unscathed.
... The friends I made on my way back to him, the friends I lost,
... The masses I saw on the battle ground, the masses that were mowed down.
... The reviving shots I took to reach him over again and the pain in every movement as I staggered forward,
... The pain I felt when Jii-chan wouldn't save you, my determination when I knocked him down.
... The pride and relief as I saw you in front of me, when I saw that you were okay.
... How I felt when I saw you in that tunnel of fire, alive and free.
... How high I felt fighting with you by my side,
... How lively I was running back with you,
... How your vivre card, newly intact, hovered on the ground,
... How when I looked up from grabbing it, you were there.
... How you fell from being so tall, protecting only me.
... Alone I heard your regret, and alone I heard your thanks.
... With my entire being I felt yours go.
... Unable to scream, unable to see,
... Unable to think I break, all my walls brutally shredded and my core mutilated.
... I was never strong enough, I had always been too uselessly weak.
... Too weak to protect what I hold dear.
... Too weak to protect our promise.
... Too weak to protect myself.
... And never strong enough to protect you.