AU One Piece: yes there will be Devil Fruits, there isn't much difference except that it's in a modern world! Vivi is a captive of Baroque's Works and must escape in order to save her country. With the help of the Straw Hat crew and a fellow captive, she might just make that fleeting dream a reality. Please Review, as always, and many thanks will be given!
Princess Vivi Nefartiri turned in fear when she heard the cold dark voice form behind her. Yet a spark of hope remained in her as she saw her friend cutting the distance between the owner of the voice and herself in half. Vivi's hand was mere inches from the door, her friend was poised and ready for an attack, and Miss All Sunday was standing further down the hall glaring daggers.
"What do you think this will cause?" the second in command of Baroque's Works asked sharply. Vivi knew she wasn't talking to her; she was talking to the girl between them. Miss All Sunday took a step forward causing both Vivi and her friend to tense. "I can stop both of you before you even breathe."
"Just remember what I said Vivi!" her friend cautioned not turning to look at her. Vivi nodded fearfully and waited. She didn't know what All Sunday was capable of yet in terms of Devil Fruit, but she knew that her violet-eyed friend knew. And she definitely knew what promise her friend was bound to.
I promise Princess, that I will get you out of here alive and make sure you reach someone who can help you.
But you can help if you come with me!
It'll be easier to get you out, I can distract them.
There was a deep and heavy silence between the three of them. Vivi thought her heart would burst from her chest if they waited any longer. Suddenly, without any warning, two life-changing words broke from her ally's lips.
"Vivi RUN!"
And run she did. As she bolted out the door she felt a hand grab her, but only for a brief instance. Then it was gone, and so was she. She ignored everything going on around her in the parking lot and ran for her very life. As her lightweight sneakers pounded the pavement, she slid around cars and people entering the club she had just escaped from and continued down the block, only one thought in her mind.
Here's an address for a few friends of mine, Futai and Kiwamae. They're good guys, but whatever you do, do not stop.
How could she stop knowing that her entire country depended on her?
Just run, don't get on a bus, and don't take a taxi, just go. Major streets are good since there'll be tons of witnesses in case you get caught. And don't go to the cops, they probably have been bribed by BW.
Her country, her friends, her father: everything counted on Vivi making it to the address on the paper clenched in her fingers. But hope seemed distant, even with all the encouragement it seemed so doubtful that anyone could help her now. Then hope truly crashed as fearful words reached her ears. "There's the Princess! Stop her!"
"No!" she screamed looking over her shoulder. Men, millions or billions, were loading into a vans to chase her down. She watched the sidewalk before her again – there weren't any other cars on the street only a few people wandering. Taking a risk she turned a corner hoping to loose them, but the cars still followed. Just as she was about to turn another corner she saw something across the street that might save her.
Sitting in a deep blue convertible, was the blonde man she recognized from the club. He had been so kind and so sweet, even when her friend had tried to get him to leave. Anyone that caring would be sure to save her. She started across the street watching as another man in a straw hat and a woman got into the car as well. She cupped her hands and screamed, "SANJI! Help me!"
"Vivi-chan?" he gasped looking up. The others with him looked shocked as well, but she bolted across the street throwing a glance over her shoulder. The vans were so close now. "What's wrong? What are you doing out here?"
"Sanji help please!" she begged grabbing the car door. "Those men want me dead!"
"Dead?" the woman gasped. Vivi nodded, her run finally stealing her breath away. Sanji turned to the man in the hat with a questioning glance, and he in turn nodded. The woman and Sanji grabbed her arms pulling her inside, "Hurry now. We'll get you out of here."
"Thank you," she panted. Sanji barely even waited a breath before blasting down the street in the opposite direction as the vans. She sat up buckling herself in, which no one else bothered to do, and watched woefully as they passed the club. "I'll get you out too Artemis, I swear it."
I know, short…but the next chapters will be longer and make more sense.