I don't own One Piece blah blah.
Chapter 1: The Fallen
Never in her life had she felt like breaking down. She planned the schedule and ran with all her might to reach her destination yet she couldn't achieve it. She spent so much time to get this chance, but she failed.
When she arrived, the sight was too much to bear, and she fell on her knees.
"NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"
At front of the teal haired girl was a run-down building. What was inside, was a mystery. Then the girl, started tearing up and muttered, "….Why…WHY?! Gone….they're gone!"
You see, this girl was a quarter Japanese. She didn't know the language fluently since she was brought up in England, but she considered herself as a decent speaker. What I'm trying to say is… this teen was fond of…
"MY MANGA! ALL THE VOLUMES! GONE! SOLD OUT! WHY?!"
Azusa Tailey was a youngster who was brought up with games, manga and anime thanks to her father. However, this lead to her demise of getting lectured by her parents for staying inside for too long. As her dad would say, she was a 'hikikimori', a shut-in. When she found out there were going to be sales during the week, she took the chance and made sure she got the right time without getting caught using her money for the 'wrong things'.
That run-down building that she was in front of was occupied with over a hundred people, and Azusa knew it was too late. So then, she took her trip back home.
She started singing, "Hey hey Samurai Heart~" Her pace was matching up with the beats, to which Azusa was enjoying while walking through an alleyway. She didn't notice a tall, slender hooded man enter the path until she bumped into him.
"Ah sorry!" Azusa bowed in apology and paused.
She could see a hint of white cloth underneath the cloak, and there was a hilt by the side of his hip. 'A katana? Interesting,' she thought.
"Excuse me missus?"
Azusa looked up. "Hm?"
It all happened quickly.
Azusa was slammed into the brick wall, with the man's hands gripping onto her wrists, and his head close to her face. "LET GO!"
"You know, there's something that I hate about your family.' He hissed. "But you're different."
She screamed, and desperately she tried to kick the stranger in the stomach. "STOP IT!" His body crushed her, stopping her from talking.
The man continued, "I wonder what they would think if they find out Seimei returned eh?" His eyes pierced into Azusa's brown pupils, and grinned. "I'll take you somewhere, while I'll deal with the other trash."
"Stop it…stop!" She flinched as she watched his left hand slowly caress her. "I don't know what you're talking about…" She couldn't move; his body was pinned onto hers, his other hand was still holding onto her wrist, and she had lost her energy out of fear.
"I could kill you right here and be done with it, but that would be all for nothing, right? Ah! I could just hurt you, slowly and painfully!"
"I don't know who you are…" She was close to tears, and the hooded person did not stop smiling.
"Haha that's weird," He chuckled as he dug his nails on her wrists. "You're supposed to look happy!"
"…You bastard-AAHHH!"
"No no no~ that's not the way you say it!" The man stepped back to remove the silver weapon out of the girl's crimson stomach. "You say thank you for returning, Seimei-sama!"
Then, blood spurted out of the girl's frail body.
"Good night, young one "
おわり
A/N: The last fanfiction I wrote was awful haha. I'm back! I might've not improved story-wise but yeah... XD
