I did some serious thinking...

I went back and read my story, and realized I hated it.

So, in order to fix my mistake and satisfy myself with my work, I went back and rewrote a lot of the story.

Hope its better

I promise I won't do this again.

3 Clumsy0132

Chapter 1: The Marine and the Pirates

The waves crashed down beating down against the dark ocean. The sky was black with twisting, ominous thunder clouds. Ship wreckage floated in the angry churning water; a pale girl laid on a large piece of wood. Her dark blonde hair was matted crimson from a gash on her forehead. She stared into the swirling mass above with her piercing blue eyes, a smile on her face; she chuckled to herself and thought, "Is that all you got?" She looked at the ocean seething angrily and laughed aloud before succumbing to the haze assaulting her mind.

Somewhere Nearby

A dark, tall, and lanky man sat with his feet propped atop his desk, perusing his assortment of medical notes. His dark hair was mostly hidden underneath a white hat speckled with brown spots. He had sharp, dark grey eyes, and a black goatee; in each ear he had two small gold hoops. He wore a yellow and black sleeved hoodie adorned with the Heart Pirate's Symbol across the chest. His long black sleeves were pulled up to his elbows, revealing his many tattoos; across the fingers of his right hand read the letters "D.E.A.T.H." His blue jeans, also covered in spots to match his hat, stretched down to cover his black boots. The man's name was Trafalgar Law, the "Surgeon of Death," captain of the Heart Pirates, a man with a bounty of 100 million beri on his head. Trafalgar Law was just finishing his notes when his first mate, Bepo, busted into the room. Trafalgar Law looked up at his subordinate: Bepo was a standing, talking, orange jumpsuit-wearing Polar Bear that was excellent at martial arts he had meet him when he first set sail to become a pirate and now they were at the beginning of the grand line together. His size was proportionate to the sensitivity that he had when it was implied that the idea of a talking bear was comical.

"Captain, it looks as if there was a ship wreck." Bepo said in a high but yet somehow deep voice.

"Were there any survivors?" Law questioned lazily, a cool-smile never leaving his face.

"Yes….. One."

Law looks up to his first mate, Bepo was looking everywhere except at Law. "What is it Bepo?"

"The ship was a marine vessel." Bepo said as he looks down at his feet.

Law's face became unemotional, blank; 'Why did Bepo even bother coming to him?' Bepo knew how Law felt about the marines; the reason behind it was still unknown, but Law wasn't the type to talk about his past. He preferred living in the moment.

"No." Law replied curtly, his cool-smile turning into a frown.

"We can't just leave her Law." Bepo said loudly. He watched as Law's head snap up; Bepo knew no matter how much he hated the marines, he could never hate a woman. After a moment of silence, Law spoke.

"Hn. Get her out of the water and bring her to the medical room. I'll tend to her wounds there."

Law walked to the medical room preparing for his new patient, when Samuel enters the room; he was carrying a small, pale, lanky girl. She was tall for a woman, about 5'9''; she was wearing a brown pair of combat boots, baggy black cargo pants, and a large black jacket with white fur sticking out of the sleeves. The jacket was buttoned up all the way to her neck, bearing the word Justice on the back in white, and a pair of leather gloves that looked far too big for her small hands. Her hair was shoulder-length dark blond, her lips were full with a hint of pink, and her cheeks were rosy. All in all, Law noted she was beautiful in a way; of course she was still a Marine.

Law began to examine her. 'It would probably be best to start with the chest?' He unzipped her jacket and began pulling it off her slim shoulders; surprise filled his dark grey eyes. As he pulled off her jacket, he had reveal a small, slightly destroyed, beyond prepare, black tank top that cut off at her upper stomach. He examines her right shoulder. Stretching down the right side of her neck, encapsulating her entire right arm from shoulder to fingertips, crossing from her mid-back to mid-waist on the other side and narrowly missing her breasts by roughly two inches was a shimmering landscape, solid metal gleaming in the place of pearlescent flesh. The crew grasped.

"Well this complicates things." Law muttered.

He examines what was not cover in metal. 'Everything seems fine' he thought. There were no factures or breaks; her breathing was fine and there was no internal bleeding. He moves to her head; he cleans the blood of her forehead and began to stitch the gash up. After he finish wrapping her head in gauze; he move his attention to her eyes. Using his thumb, he lifts up her eyelid, checking for a concussion, but it shocks him a little when he saw her eyes; he had never seen eyes this blue before. He quickly regained himself before the crew could notice. He continued checking her pupils. Sure enough she had a concussion, moving down to her legs he began to check for breaks or sprains.

"She has a concussion and a dislocated ankle." Law announced to the crew.

He moves down to her ankle.

"Be prepare to hold her down." Law ordered his crew. The men moved closer, hands over the girl, ready to hold her down.

Law mentally counted to ten and with skill and precision he pulled her foot popping her ankle into place. He stepped back expecting her to kick at him, but instead he stood staring at the motionless Marine solider. She didn't even flinch, she just laid there unmoving.

"Umm Captain… Is that normal?" James said. He was wearing the usual white jumpsuit along with his 'Penguin' hat. James looked down at the girl with a look of concern.

Law just stare down at the unmoving girl, to the crew he looked as if he didn't simply care, but Bepo saw that he was looking down at her with confused eyes, his face never betraying his confusion, of course. James was right, it wasn't a normal reaction, even if the patient can stand the temptation not to move, they still make a face in agony, but she didn't even do that.

"Does it matter?" he replied in a laid-back tone, a smile was on his face, he turns around and began to make his way to his quarters. "Bepo, since you brought her onto our ship she's your responsibility now." Law called over his shoulder as he walked out.

Law walked to his room; wondering if the girl would ever wake up. He opens the door to his room and lay down on his bed, hands behind his head as he simple stares up at the ceiling. He didn't care if she woke up, actually he hopes she does not; the world would be better off without her.

Memories flew into Law's mind, nearly over took him, he covers his eyes with his hand, and a shaky breath escapes his lips. A scowl overcame his normally calm face; no matter how hard he tries he can never forget that damn day.

Back at the Medical Room

"Do you think she'll wake up soon? She has been out for two days." called a man in a red and green Casquette hat; he stared curiously down at the girl.

"Does it matter, she's nothing but a filthy marine." called another man in a 'Penguin' hat scowling down at the girl. The captain and his soft spot for women, he thought as he rolls his eyes.

The pirates did not realize that during their discussion that the girl was slowing waking up. She was trying to piece together where she was, upon hearing the last comment from the man, she realize that if someone hated a marine that usual was because they were pirates. Her eyes flew open, she swung her legs over the bed, to the opposite side of where the bewildered pirates stood mouths agape, and pushed herself up to her feet to look face-to-face with the men. The pirates stared bewildered by her abruptness, 'how long has she been awake?' they thought. The girl looks down at herself; she was only wearing her tank top and pants.

'I need to buy new clothes. Wait damn it, there are still pirates around..' She stared at them moving her eyes to face to face until stopping at Bepo looking confused. Bepo took a step forward, hands up, showing that he wasn't going to hurt her.

"Miss, you need to sit down." He looked at her with concern in his eyes.

"Huh." She was shocked. She couldn't even comprehend what the talking bear was saying. The only thought that ran through her mind was; 'It's a freaking talking bear!'

"Ha! Are theory has been confirm... All marines are dense." The man in a 'Penguin' hat smirked before looking at Skye with a dumb facial expression. "You. Need. To. Sit. Down." He repeated slowly using hand motions. The girl looked at him with a frown tugging at her lips.

"And you need a bath, but something tells me that won't happen." She replied curtly a smile lit up her face. The man in the hat began to stutter, his face twisting in rage, she simply began laughing.

On the other side of the door, Law could hear the girl laughing on the other side. He felt his grin growing as he listened to the girl laughter fill the air and his subordinate cursing. His heartbeat began to speed up as he listened to her laugh. He mentally shook himself and opens the door to the laughing girl, his angry subordinate, and his other two subordinate watching in amusement. The girl looked at Law, her piercing blue eyes full of questions and suspension.

"Well it's nice to see you awake, Miss Marine. Your injuries were minor, just a concussion and a dislocated ankle. I must say you have quite an interesting body." Law said as he walked over to his desk and began looking through his documents.

"Where is my jacket and boots?" She asked quietly; she was uncomfortable, and it was obvious. Law lifted his left hand and point with his index finger to the other side of the room. They were sitting in the corner; her jacket was folded nice and neat, with her boots sitting on top. She walks around the table, towards her clothes, but of course she tripped; Bepo caught her in mid-fall.

"Are you okay? Is your ankle hurting?" The talking bear asked concern. She flushed and just stares at the bear, she couldn't help it.

"….Yes, and my ankle is fine. Wait, what's wrong with my ankle?" She asked cautiously but the men could hear the curiosity in soft voice.

"You dislocated it. Captain popped it back into place, while you were unconscious." A man in a red and green cassaquete said; he had red hair sticking out from under his hat and like the guy in the 'Penguin' hat, he wore a white jumpsuit. 'Weird choice of fashion.' She thought mentally; she looked over to the captain and smiled.

"Thank you." She held her hand out to shake his hand. He look at her hand and look up at her. 'Okay rude much.' Of course she didn't say this out loud. "I'm Skye…. It's nice to meet you." She smiled down at the lounging man.

"It's nice to meet you Miss Skye. I'm.." Law began but was interrupted.

"Trafalgar Law, A.K.A the 'Surgeon of Death' from the North Blue, captain of the Heart Pirates and has a bounty of 100 million beri…" she interrupted him speaking in a matter-of-fact tone with a smug smirk. He looked down at her, confusion lit up his dark eyes.

"I know perfectly well who you are Captain Trafalgar Law."

"I see…. So how is your head?" Law look down at the cracks in the floor, as he asked. He didn't really care how Skye felt, he just wants her off his ship.

Skye put her hand up to her forehead, she just realize it was hurting. Law laughed, "That's to be expected. You lost a lot of blood, and you have not eaten for several days."

"Well I be…"

"May I ask how you received your injuries?" Law asked looking over to the girl, regaining his calm half-smile again.

"Cyclone." She stated in a bored voice; she was staring at the bookshelf on the other side of the room. Law just stare at her.

"I see…. Oh well I suppose I should introduce the crew." Law said lazily. "The man in the green and red hat is Clifford, the one you were just arguing with is James, and the giant talking bear is Bepo.

"So, I wasn't imaging it." Skye mumbled to herself.

"So….. You're a marine?" Clifford asked trying to lighten the mood.

"Yes." Skye stare down at her feet.

"You don't sound like you want to be one." Bepo noted loudly; he was the most observant, when it came to emotions that is. Skye eyes shot up, 'Crap! Not good!'

"Shut up you stupid bear." Skye grumbled at the bear. Soon the bear began apologizing about being able to talk and other what knots.

As the bear apologize, Law grew angry by the second, no one had the right to talk ill to his first mate or crew, especially a damn marine. He reached out grabbing her left arm and slamming her against the wall behind her, and lean down to where he was eye level with her, he was a good five inches taller than her, their faces inches apart.

"Miss Skye, we are pirates. Therefore we do not like the marines. So you better watch what you say to me and my crew." He grinned wickedly at her as he said this in even calm soft voice.

"Hn. Would have never guessed." She commented back voice dripping in sarcasm. " Tell your crew not to butt into my business, and I may consider what I say." She grinned just as wickedly back at him. Law tighten his grip and looked at her for a moment.

"You're not afraid." He noted.

Her smile grew as she shook her head no, but her confidence was betrayed by her eyes; they were fill with fear. She has never been this afraid in all her life; shivers went down her spine as she stare into his gray eyes, a light sweat appear on her skin. Law began to smile; she was afraid.

Law stared at her for a moment; never removing his cool-smile from his face he turned and began walking out the door. "Bepo take her to the spare room for the time being. Oh and Miss Skye we will drop you off at the next marine headquarters or ship." After he left the room, Skye let out a deep sigh.

"Interesting.." Skye whispered as she watched Law leave. Bepo stood behind Skye and realize things would become a tad bit complicated for his captain in the long run.

"Follow me please Skye." Bepo said. Skye spun around and giving him an apologetic smile, Bepo smiled in return. She held out on hand, and held up her pointing finger, saying 'One second'. She walk to her stuff and pick it up; as she walk back to Bepo, her foot caught the corner of the table, her stuff fell out of hands and onto the floor, and flat on her face. Muffled laughs fill the room; she look up and saw Clifford, James, and Bepo holding their hands over their mouths; her face flushed.

Bepo walk Skye to her temporary room, while she would be staying with the Heart Pirates. Skye began to notice that this was no ordinary ship; the walls were made out of steel and had pipes that ran along to top of the wall. Skye followed Bepo as he led her towards a door in the distance.

"What's Law like….umm? Bepo wasn't it?" Skye asked suddenly causing the bear to jump. "Sorry." She muttered.

"Hmm….. He has a laid back personality and is very level headed" Bepo stated looking down as Skye nodded thoughtfully. "Are you planning on attack us? Later on, when you have reinforcements; because Law will be very angry with me if you do." Bepo asked half jokingly and half serious.

"Doubt it. I just keep the engines in check, anyway."Skye said a little insulted at the bears outburst. She began to wonder how many marines had done that to them in the past.

"So you're an engineer?" Bepo asked trying to make a conversation.

"Best you'll ever meet." She giggled; she winks at him and stuck her tongue out.

She confused him. She was the complete opposite of all marines they have ever encountered; she kind of acts like their captain in a way, the grin grew on his face.

Skye look up, curious, 'Why he looking at me?' She shrugged, it wasn't important enough to lose thought behind. Soon they came up to room that read 'Engine'; Bepo open the door to a room full of gears and pipes. To Skye this was an engineer's heaven, of course Bepo gave her an apologetic smile. Bepo brought her up to another door to reveal a small metal room filled with desks and one small cot in the corner.

"Sorry this all we have. It's supposed to be for the engineer, but Law hasn't found one good enough to run the sub, yet." Bepo announced.

"This is perfect." Skye said smiling. "Wait, Sub as in short for Submarine?" She looked at Bepo questioning his sanity.

"Yes, we sail a submarine; it makes it easier to deal with the unpredictable weather of the grand line." Bepo smiled down at her. "I'll come and get you for dinner in a bit. Okay?"

Skye nods and watch as the bear left; she likes Bepo, but she knew she couldn't become friends with any of them it would just complicate things for them. Soon after he was out the door, Skye began pulling off her jacket. Her ribs had been aching the whole time and it was hot down in the engine room. She looks at her right arm and sighed.

"Three more months." She began to laugh. 'Then I'll give them hell.'

Please tell me what ya'll think. If there is grammar errors please tell me; I'd like to fix that in the next chapters.

I'm changing up Skye as well as the story. She was too much…. Wish I'd realized this before I posted four chapters.

Sorry if I caused any problems.