I know and i don't care... I think i lost my mojo. Has anybody seen it?

I don't own One Piece only my own characters

Chapter 1

The sound of dripping water falling from the ceiling was all that echoed along the prison walls.

…Drip…drip…drip...

Continuing its rhythmic pace, the squeaking hinges of the cellar door opening was the last thing she heard. So lost in thought or lack thereof she never noticed the man being pushed into the cell. Confined with chains, it would appear as if he provided some great deal of threat. As the cellar door closed once again and the guards disappeared.

...Drip…drip… drip...

Was all that could be heard.

Days passed with neither one acknowledging the others presence, whether deliberate or not was uncertain. Finally on the fifth day, it appeared as if her day dreaming had come to an end. She turned to her side trying to drive away the fatigue when she finally noticed that she was no longer alone. Reacting to his presence she retreated even further back hopping to put as much distance as possible. Her bare feet pushing her back against the wall.

"I'm not going to hurt you."

She avoided his gaze as he attempted to catch a glance. Her jumbled hair covered her face partially, preventing others from catching a full glance at her. She continued to push herself back to no avail her back had already meet the concrete walls of that cell. There was no place for her to run. As he witnessed that her retire proved futile, he spoke yet again.

"If I wanted to hurt you I would have done so when you were spacing out, for the last five days."

The logic in his statement reassured her that retreating would be pointless. Still on the ground she finally looked up at him. Trying to analyze everything about this person. After all the probability that they would be sharing the same cell for some time was likely or at least until the day of his execution, as was the fate of most that entered these cells.

As the minutes turned into hours neither said a word. He was perfectly aware that she was looking at him. Was she just surprised at the sudden intrusion on her cell? Various questions ran through his mind. However the one that stood out he most was, why was she here? The lowest level of Impel Down was held for the most dangerous of criminals and yet here she was. She looked nothing like a criminal only a frightened girl half starved. From her jumbled hair to her tattered clothes, nothing about her screamed threat.

Her fragile state was obvious, fatigue was in her eyes and sleep would overcome her at any moment but before it did he wanted to leave her with something to ponder the next five days.

"My name is Ace."

Ace the name resonated through the prisons walls. However as he waited for a response the more the silence grew. She did not have any intention of addressing his greeting. To give her name was something she could not do. Once again silence consumed the lowest level of Impel Down. Nothing out of the ordinary, for as long as she could remember a darkness filled with silence was all there ever was.

As the hours passed she could not tell if Ace was asleep or simply resting his eyes. Curiosity taking its hold on her, she moved herself ever so slightly. Inching herself closer and closer to him. She could see the chains that contained him, wrapped around his arms and legs restricting his movements. The chains caught her interests immediately, why would he be placed in chains when she possessed no chains at all? Free to roam the cell as she pleased. Gathering her courage she moved so close to Ace that if he were to stretch out his hand he would be able to touch her. Consciously she placed a hand on one of the chains wrapped around his arm. Examining it carefully, she placed her fingers lightly on the metal feeling its rough texture. Looking down at it she never noticed when Ace's eyes had opened.

"Good Evening"

At the sudden sound of Ace's voice she looked up, the proximity they found themselves in was more than uncomfortable. Her eyes widened at the closeness, never before had she allowed anyone to approach her and here he was so close to her that she could feel his hot breath on her skin. She quickly pushed herself back. Never looking away from him, as if she did his shackles would come undone. Still dragging herself on the floor until her back was once again firmly placed on the concrete wall.

At such a close range Ace didn't miss the sight of her eyes. Those beautiful scarlet eyes, illuminating her delicate face. Even if it was only a glimpse Ace was sure he would never forget them.

"My sincerest apology, I didn't mean to frighten you."

An apology and from the words he spoke it sounds as if we're real. It was not filled with insult or a false sense of regrets, only sincerity in his voice. This man's actions and words continued to confuse her. She diverted her gaze from Ace deciding that that had been enough interaction for one day.