o Chapter 1 o
The Kidd Pirates finally docked at Loco Island after sailing for two weeks on the Grand Line. They were out of food supplies and their ship needed some repair work as well. So with all that in mind, Kidd sent his men to deal with them.
They already had info on the island; it once had a massive asylum on it that mysteriously got burned down a few years ago, and there was a rumour that there was a research facility under the building with human experiments but not many believed that. Other than that it was quite a small autumn island with only 2 little towns and a bigger city on it.
They walked through the port town and watched amused as people scurried out of their way as they obviously recognised them and ran in fear.
"How long will the log pose take here?" Kidd asked his first mate, keeping his eyes on the buildings and in front of him.
"A week." Killer simply said from beside him as Heat and Wire walked behind them.
As they were looking for a restaurant to get some food from, they bumped into an interesting scene.
In the middle of the street they were walking down, were two people fighting. More specifically a guy was beating up what looked like a teenage girl. The odd thing they found was that she was just taking his punches without a word or whimper.
The pirates stopped to watch for a second, most wondering why the fuck they haven't moved out of the way yet.
"Are you done yet?" the girl asked in a bored tone as the guy panted.
"Why the fuck wont you go away?" he asked angrily.
"I don't want to. It's more fun annoying you." she said as a grin spread on her pale and bruised lips.
They noted how pale her skin was, even paler than Kidd's. She had shoulder length or just a little bit longer straight black hair that looked to be in layers, a full fringe that almost covered her eyes and she was skinny and a bit over the average height for a 15 year old, they guessed. She was wearing cut up black skinny jeans, grey loose ankle boots, a dark grey baggy tank top that covered her butt and a light grey and light blue big striped hooded cardigan that was a few inches longer than her tank top and went over her knuckles except the left arm was ripped off and her arm there was messily bandaged with blood soaking it a little. Well she was pretty much covered in blood and looked like she was injured in a lot of places.
The guy looked well toned with short brown hair and green eyes. He was wearing a chef's uniform.
"Is it my turn yet?" she asked with a wicked smirk. The guy took a few steps back as fear took over his rage and the pirates just watched to see what will happen next.
She stood up on shaky legs and even stumbled a couple of times until she managed to find her balance and in that instance she launched at the guy. With surprising speed, she grabbed a hold of his shirt, pulling him down so she can reach his head, grabbing the side of his head, she pulled it and smacked it into the ground, making a satisfying crack. She let him get up but as soon as he was on his feet, swaying, she kicked him in the ribs and punched him right in the solar plexus, making him double over and cough. Walking behind him, she grabbed his arm and with a well placed kick to the elbow, broke the joint and repeated it with the other one as he screamed in pain. Stepping up to face him she grabbed a fist full of hair with her left hand and pulled his head up so he can look at her.
"It was a bad idea to attack me. When will you people learn?" she asked chuckling, obviously enjoying the situation despite the fact she was in a bad shape as well.
"Please . . . please don't . . ." he whimpered.
"Don't what?" she grinned.
"What do you think I will do to you?" she asked amused.
"Please . . ." he whimpered again.
"Well too bad huh?" she grinned and replacing her hand on his hair with her right one, she placed her left hand on his throat as he was whimpering more now. She watched his reaction amused as she increased the pressure of her fingers. He started chocking as his air was cut off. She just watched almost fascinated as he was turning another colour, his saliva dripped down his chin and his eyes bulged.
"Bye bye." she giggled childishly and with a sharp move, ripped his oesophagus out, spraying his blood on her shirt. Letting go of his head, he dropped to the ground with a thud as his blood made a pool under him and she dropped the piece of his throat that was in her hand.
"Who is this little bitch?" Kidd asked watching her grin down at the mess she made.
"Dunno. All I got was that there's an unpredictable demon girl on the island. I guess it's her." Killer said watching her curiously as well.
"Get away!" a woman yelled as the girl looked up at her. A few other people came out of their houses as well, glaring at the girl with weapons in their hands.
"Go away!" another one yelled.
"Monster!" they yelled.
"Psycho bitch!" they started throwing rocks and a few kitchen knifes at her as well. Whatever they could find really. She just stood there for a second, taking it all until she let out a sigh and ran down the street and into a little alley, disappearing out of sigh.
"Why won't she die, mommy?" a child asked his mother with trembling voice.
"She's a demon, honey. A demon. And you should stay away from her." she said.
"Let's go." Kidd called and they resumed their course. The people scattered at their sight and dragged the dead guy away as well.
"I wonder where that girl ran off to." Heat said to Wire in thought.
"She looked pretty cut up. Wonder if she'll survive that." Wire replied as they discussed what they just saw.
"Shut it!" Kidd called back annoyed.
They went to a restaurant as they planned and by the time they found the local inn to stay in while they were on the island.
"I think I saw that girl duck into the inn a few minutes ago." Killer said.
"Is that so?" Kidd grinned in amusement.
"So that bitch is still alive huh?" he asked the rhetorical question and they walked in.
As they stepped through the door, they were met with a fair sized room with a bar and a few round tables scattered around the room, a little stage for a bland to perform, a door on the opposite wall leading to the kitchen and a stair case leading upstairs to bedrooms as it was a 3 story building.
There were a few people in there just relaxing and drinking, but as they spotted the Kidd Pirates, they all scurried.
"Idiot. What am I going to do with you? I told you not to come here, you'll get me in trouble." they heard a man lecture someone. Looking to the bar, they saw the black haired girl from before, sitting on the counter as an old man was stood in front of her unamused.
"Do you at least have what I asked for?" he huffed.
"It's more or less done, I just need to put it together." she said smiling lightly.
With a sigh he turned around and smiled at the pirates.
"Welcome. I presume you would like rooms for your stay on the island and alcohol." he said showing the complete opposite reaction as the other town's people.
While Killer talked over the details of what they wanted, the rest sat down on a table and the old guy brought them the drinks they wanted.
"Can I get a room too? It's getting cold out there." the girl asked as the old man walked back to her.
"Like hell you can Noah. You're nothing but trouble. And stop bleeding out on my counter!" he said annoyed.
"Oh come on. I made two guns, specially designed for only you. Make a trade with me." she said in an innocent voice.
"Fine. Take one of the rooms on the top floor. Clean yourself up and then come down so I can treat you. You better have those guns finished by midnight." he said with a stern voice.
"I will. Thank you Gray." she grinned and hopping off the counter, ran up the stairs.
"That girl is nothing but trouble, I swear one of these days . . ." he grumbled and wiped the counter of her blood.
"Who was that?" Killer asked, getting Gray's attention.
"Her name's Noah. You shouldn't get involved with her." he said leaning against the counter.
"Can you tell us more about her?" he asked.
"She's the local demon as everyone else calls her. Lives in the mountains and hunts, when she's too lazy or just wants some entertainment, she comes down and steals food or bugs the town's people. They treat her like some sort of monster and she reacts violently when provoked. Only us old timers know just what she went through, it's not her fault." he explained with a pained look in his eyes as he caught the attention of the rest of them.
"Can you elaborate on that?" Killer asked. He had to admit that she was interesting.
"All I will say to explain her is that she feels no fear nor pain." he said and walked into the kitchen.
"I wonder how old she is." Wire mused.
"With a closer look she looks older than 15." Heat said in thought.
They chatted for a little longer until Noah came back down. She was only wearing some black biker shorts and an oversized black men's dress shirt that went over her fingers and reached down over her butt. They could see that she was heavily injured with a lot of bruises on her body and a lot of little cuts. The sleeve on her left arm was pulled up to reveal a very big burned and cut gash down her arm from the middle to the back of her hand, she also had black nails on both her hands and feet. Her hair was wet and slicked back, revealing crystal blue eyes that darkened on the outside and were practically glowing. They found her eyes fascinating. She also had one black eye(bruised), her forehead had a big gash and the corner of her mouth was bruised and split.
She was smiling and hopped back onto the bar's counter top just as Gray came back out with a plate of food.
"Jesus, what ran you over?" he asked looking her over as she just shrugged.
"You can have this after. When was the last time you ate a properly prepared hot meal, or slept well for that matter?" he asked looking her in the eyes.
"About two or so months ago." she shrugged.
"Reckless." he grumbled taking out the first aid kit.
"Where are you injured?" Gray asked with a sigh.
"Everywhere. I thought that was pretty obvious." she chuckled.
"Don't get smart with me. I'm putting my ass on the line for you." he said glaring at her.
"Sorry." she frowned for the first time and lifted her shirt to reveal skid marks on her right side ribs where the skin was taken off.
"What the hell happened here? Nasty looking bugger." he said none too happy.
"I fell off a cliff." she simply said as he just looked at her like she grew a second head.
Grumbling incoherent things, he disinfected and bandaged it.
He then moved onto her legs. Her right calf was practically missing a chunk out of it and her left thigh had a deep slash wound on the middle.
"What did these." he asked glaring.
"Me and a bear came to a disagreement on territorial issues. The slash was from a kitchen knife thrown at me." she said chuckling.
"You're terrible." he frowned and did the same to them, then she lifted her left arm.
"Okay, what the fuck did that?" he asked a little worried now.
"The blacksmith cut it with a sword straight out of the furnace." she said with a bored tone, crossing her legs and leaned her elbow on her knee with her cheek on the palm of her right hand.
"Stop bugging people. You know they hate you." he lectured.
"That's the point. If they loved me, they wouldn't react in such a funny way." she grinned.
"You're crazy." he sighed.
"Excuse me, I am not crazy. I prefer the term mentally hilarious." she said with a light smile making the ones who listened chuckle to themselves.
"Let's see your head now." he shook his head, obviously used to her craziness by now but how she got injured so badly still surprised him sometimes.
"You know Gary went missing a few days ago. Do you have any idea where he might be?" he asked.
"Who the fuck is Gary?" she asked raising an eyebrow.
"Waiter at the tavern." he said.
"Oh that little shit. He's six feet under in the forest. Past the river and in front of that giant ass tree." she grinned, giving the exact location.
"Stop killing them. It's not helping your case." he glared at her.
"He attacked me first. I was just walking." she rolled her eyes.
"Eat and put the guns together." he said with a sigh, finishing up.
"Thank you." she grinned jumping down on a stool.
"Don't come here again." he said as she just nodded.
"She's a little weird." Heat said tilting his head.
"How can she still move with so much injuries?" Wire asked a little shocked.
"Shut it." Kidd called, not in the mood for their little whispering thing. But he was watching her from where he was sat, he was just as curious as they were.
After she finished eating, Noah got up and walked to one of the round tables. Looking it over, she tapped the surface and a purple smoke ran over it, as it dissipated, gun parts appeared in it's place.
They watched as she walked back over to Gray and took a glass of water from him.
"It'll be done in half an hour." she grinned.
"Good." he nodded.
They watched as she summoned a pair of headphones and a shell looking thing attached to it. She put it on and got on with her work.
"What is she?" Kidd asked, looking over at Gray.
"She's a weapon-smith, makes all sorts and can use them too. She's also a devil fruit user as you saw. She has a pocket dimension where she keeps all of her stuff and with that purple smoke she gets them out." he explained and brought them more booze.
"You seem to know a lot about her." Killer stated.
"The others may deny and reject her but she used to be one of us. She's not the same anymore so no one wants her around." he only said and walked away to clean some dirty glasses.
They chatted more about the island and random stuff until Killer nudged Kidd and gestured to the table opposite them.
Looking up, he saw that Noah was leaned back in her chair on it's back legs, with her own legs hooked on the table to keep her steady and her head thrown back as she stared right at him with a lazy smile playing on her battered lips.
"What are you staring at?" he asked glaring back at her.
"You're Eustass Kidd if I remember right." she grinned, pulling her headphones off.
"Yes. And what's it to you?" he asked.
"Hey. You're the one who's been staring at me first. Since I came down." she said gesturing at him with her hands in the air.
"Shut the fuck up, bitch." he growled.
"Or what? You're gonna stick every piece of metal in me? Yeah, it wont kill me nor will it hurt or scare me. Kinda incapable of all three of those." she said with half lidded eyes.
"Do you want to test that theory?" he asked standing with a malicious grin.
"Yes." she grinned happily and got up onto her feet.
"I heard about your abilities. Show me." she grinned as most of them just stared dumbfounded. Did she really just ask Kidd to kill her?
"Oh. Wait just a sec. Gray your guns are done." she said picking them up and walked up to him, making her tools disappear with the same purple smoke.
"Hey. Get back here!" Kidd yelled angrily.
"I'm here." she grinned walking up to their table.
"You're not going to stop her?" Killer asked Gray.
"Why should I? Not my problem, just don't wreck my place." he shrugged with a bored tone.
"What the fuck is wrong with the people on this island?" they heard one of the pirates whisper faintly as Kidd activated his powers. Purple sparks crackled around his hand as the metal things in the room started to twitch. If it was possible, Noah looked even more excited now.
"Die bitch." Kidd said and things like cutlery, nails and a few screwdrivers launched at her.
They all stuck out of her body as she staggered on her feet a little. Everyone watched wide eyed as blood oozed from the wounds and dripped onto the floor. She looked like she was about to fall down dead, when in the last minute she caught herself and lifted her head to look Kidd in the eyes.
A grin was plastered on her face with her longer than normal canines showing and pure excitement in her eyes. Her eyes, they were practically glowing, they were a very bright almost neon blue and looked sort of unnatural.
"So this must be what it feels like to be a hedgehog." she chuckled.
"How the fuck are you alive bitch?" Kidd asked furrowing his eyebrows.
She started to pull the metal things out of her body and by the time she finished she was standing straight and smiling brightly, with none of the wounds visible anymore. It was like they completely healed up without a trace.
"Thanks for that. Awesome experience. And to answer your question I'm immortal." she grinned sitting down between Wire and Heat.