Mock Town, Night Time

Bellamy made his way into his usual bar that was filled with the usual people and his crew. The bar was the same as ever: music, customer talking loudly, drunkards and his crew flirting with the girls. However, there was someone new. It was a girl, a girl with long slightly wavy light ash hair and a curvy figure. He made his way towards her with confidence and crash next to the free seat beside her.

"Yo, cutie," Bellamy purred, "What are you doing here in this place?"

She didn't answer. She sat there silently, ignoring Bellamy's presence and drinking her warm chocolate milk slowly. Bellamy didn't give up. He tried again.

"What are you sitting there quiet for? Are you that into me?"

Again she didn't answer.

"Oi! Are you listening to me? I'm Bellamy, the 30 million berries!" He said, sneering eerily.

There was no reply or any reaction from the girl. She just sat there sipping her chocolate milk. Everybody at the bar went silent as well. They stared worriedly at the girl. Bellamy got irritated and frustrated. Not only he was ignored by his target but he had been embarrassed in front of his crew and the villagers that sided with him.

"Oi, are you listening to me?! I'm talking to you!"

He grabbed her hand and snatched her up from her seat… and from the unfinished chocolate milk. She was slightly taken aback, hinting in her large violet eyes with surprise and that her rose pink lips were slightly parted. Bellamy could see her attire: a one-piece lacy and ruffled dress and has long poet sleeve, she had wore a pair of below knee boots, a lace vest and a military coat. A hooded figure got up from its seat and made his way towards Bellamy. It grabbed Bellamy's hand. Its grip was strong that Bellamy's hand retracted from the girl's.

"It's clear that she doesn't want to talk to you." a deep voice told him.

Then in one quick moment, it tossed him to the ground. Bellamy's crew gathered around him and taking the chance, it grabbed the girl's hand and dashed out of the bar. They had run until they were in the woods.

It was puffing and gasping for air, then it turns to look at his saved victim; she didn't break a sweat or gasp greedily for air.

"Are you human?!" he commented.

"Yes." She replied in a monotonous but sweet voice.

"Anyhow, sorry for dragging you out here, you do remember me, right?"

It took off its coat revealing a man with wavy black hair, black orb eyes and a smile. He was dressed in a pair of short pants whereas his top was revealed. Overall, he had looked handsome.

"Of course, I remember Monsieur Ace… When your death was announced…" her eyes faced the ground as her voice trailed off.

"You were surprised, right?" he said playfully.

She shook her head in which caught Ace's attention.

She proceeded with her emotionless reply:

"No, when I saw your death, I noticed that you didn't have your trademark items with you. It makes your character look plain boring and useless."

A large imaginary arrow shot his back.

Ace heaved a pitiful sigh, "You never change, Antoinette. You're not cute at all!"

Ace smiled back despite her blunt comment.

"As thanks for saving me," – She bowed slightly as she brought up the situation – "I shall offer a ride in my ship to your destination wherever it may be."