My eyes peeled open one at a time, hazy but just enough to see. Fuzzy parallel lines came into vision and my head met with a cold metal floor. Was this a cage? A rather unwelcoming place to be... I sat up straight and stretched my aching bones.
"You're awake." A malicious voice snarled. I looked around the room to locate the voice. In a chair not so far from where I was, a man with raven black hair sat cross legged with a cigar hanging out of his mouth. Something about his expression reminded me of one of those old mafia bosses.
"What is this place?" I asked. Now that my senses were coming back to me, I felt a spiking pain in the back of my head. I reached my hand up to rub it.
"You really don't remember a thing, do you?" He chuckled to himself. It was a deep, evil laugh. One that could send shivers up anyone's spine.
"Nope." I replied nonchalantly. "Not a thing." He laughed once more and stood up from his seat. He had a nice, thick build with long legs that were complimented by his expensive looking trousers. On his shoulders lay a fur coat with its arms dangling off the sides.
"Good." He said, smiling at me with dead eyes. Only now did I notice a tall woman standing beside him. She too, had mid length black hair. Her eyes were two beautiful blue orbs, and her face came to a perfect point at the chin. She hadn't said a word the entire time, which made me wonder why she was there.
"This cage…" I said, "What's it made of?"
"Are you wondering why you feel so weak?" He walked over to me with slow steps and stood directly at the door. "It's made of sea stone. Basically, it drains the energy from devil fruit users, just like the ocean would."
"Devil fruit…" I looked at my hands. "So I must be a devil fruit user."
"You've even forgotten that? That's a bit pathetic." He said to me. I stared at my hands and punched out into the space, but nothing happened. I frowned and tried it again, but nothing. "Don't you get it? You can't use your powers in here either." The door began to rattle and I heard it clink open. "Get out." He said to me. I looked at him for a moment and then proceeded to push myself off the floor and step out. Immediately I began to feel my energy returning to me. "Why don't you try blowing towards something?"
"Blowing?" I raised an eyebrow at him. Facing the table in the center of the room, I puckered my lips and blew. The table flew across the room and smashed into splintered pieces. I gasped and turned back to face the two.
"Now do you remember?"
"The Kaze-Kaze fruit…" I said nodding. "Yes, that much I can."
"Good, good." He chuckled again. "Now, Ms. All-Sunday. Lead her to the meeting room."
"Right away, Mr. 0." The woman beside him turned around and faced the door. I felt something behind me grab my arms. They felt like human flesh; someone's hands? I whipped my head around and gasped. Two arms had somehow sprouted themselves from my back and were keeping my arms tightly locked behind me.
"To make sure you don't try anything." The woman said without turning around. She must've been a devil fruit user too. As I walked towards her, I stopped right beside the man and turned to look at him.
"Hey," I said. He raised an eyebrow at me.
"Eh?"
"You mind telling me who I am?" For a moment, I received no answer in return. Instead, the arms behind my back twisted my own and I let out a little yelp. "I'm coming, I'm coming." I mumbled, making my way towards the door.
"You will be called Ms. 0." He said. For a second I almost thought I saw the woman smirk, and then continue to walk on.
"As most of you may know, young Ms. 0, is now a part of our team." I was sitting in a chair directly across from the man from before. I had learned that his alias was "Mr. 0"and that's what I was to address him as. In the chairs surrounding us were all sorts of strange people, with odd looking outfits and hair. I assumed he was their leader of some sort.
"Ms. 0? You've got to be kidding me. How did she get promoted to a higher rank than all of us?" A man with dark skin and sunglasses turned to look at me. He grimaced as he spoke. "She looks normal to me."
"Yeah, this isn't fair at all!" A blonde woman with a hat and umbrella also turned to glare at me. I paid them no attention and instead focused on Mr.0. In reality, I didn't know why I was being promoted either.
"Shut up you fools. Do you really think I'd choose just anyone to be my second in command? Don't underestimate her." He yelled at them.
"Then let's have her prove it." Said the man sitting nearest to him. He was a large man with white hair. His muscles were bigger than any other person I'd ever met. He furrowed his brows and I could feel his eyes boring into my skull.
"Very well. We will have a quick demonstration. Mr. 2, Miss Double-finger." Suddenly, the two of them came dashing towards me. The man was in a rather unique get up; a strange looking tutu and a fur coat with flamingoes sticking off the tops of it. The woman on the other hand, swayed her hips so much I thought they'd swindle right off. She suddenly grew thorns as hands and took a quick stab at me. I dodged it just in time and landed roughly on the balls of my feet. Mr. 2 began to spin towards me and kicked me with one of his long, flexible legs. I blocked it with my forearm and punched towards his direction. I didn't remember feeling contact with him but somehow he was sent flying across the room. Right, I'm a wind bender, I remembered. The woman came running towards me and now her entire arm had become a thorn. She stabbed at me multiple times and I dodged each one just quick enough. One of her stabs ended up slicing a hole into my shirt and missed my skin by a centimeter.
"Ha-ha!" She laughed to herself in satisfaction. I took this chance to grab her shoulder and give her a whirlwind punch right to the gut. She too, was sent flailing towards the opposite side of the room, slamming roughly into the wall. It crumbled piece by piece from the impact of the two bodies.
Everyone in the room was silent, and the leader was smiling to himself.
"Big deal. They were useless fighters to begin with." Grumbled Mr. 1. I evened my breathing and realized that regardless of the rigorous combat I just went through, I had barely broken sweat. I frowned at the hole in my shirt and sighed.
"What a pity. I liked this shirt." I walked back over to my seat and sat down.
"Ha ha ha," His deep voice chuckled. "Very nice, Ms. 0. You're exactly as I had hoped you'd be."
I know not a lot of people are interested in a One piece story that has nothing to do with the Mugiwara crew,
But this was just sort of an interesting idea I came up with one day.
And it stars none other than one of my favorite characters, Crocodile !
I really do hope you guys enjoy and stick with it to reveal the truth behind who this girl really is .
Reviews are very appreciated ~