Flashback Scene: How Marietta got her scar
13 years Before Our Story
Sabo and Marietta were walking down a street in high town. Marietta was there to assist Sabo in whatever he may need on his walk.
"Monseigneur Sabo, are you sure there isn't anything I can do for you?" she asked.
"Please Marietta, just call me Sabo when it's just the two of us." the blonde boy answered tartly. Marietta began to frown. He noticed the maid's sad expression
"I'm not mad at you Marietta. There are just other things on my mind right now."Sabo confessed as the pair continued down the street.
"Are you still mad about your father ripping up the picture you made for him? I still think it was a terrible thing to do. I thought you drew a wonderful picture." the child maid told him in a matter-of-fact tone. Sabo looked at her and gave her a small smile.
"Thank you;" he told her. He then faced forward and frowned again. "I have other things on my mind also." he confessed.
"If it's okay of me to ask, what are you thinking about?" the blonde girl asked.
"I'm wondering if this life as a noble is all it's cracked up to be. As I've gotten older, I have wondered if my parents really do love me." Sabo told her sadly.
"That can't be true! You're their son! There must be another explanation!"Marietta exclaimed. She couldn't fathom parents not loving their own child. Especially if it was their only child. Her own parents currently had eleven living children, including herself and they loved all their children. Why would it be hard for Sabo's parents?
"I'm not so sure. I'm forced to be around people that can't be. They seem to only care about status and wealth."Sabo explained. Marietta gave a sigh. She knew that Sabo's parents were really superficial and self absorbed.
The two children walked on in silence until a boy came out in front of them. He was an orange haired child that looked to be a couple years their senior. He had a rather fancy outfit on and had an ugly face. He saw the two children and glared at them. Marietta shuddered at his expression.
"Hey! I'm Duke Treven! The king's second cousin and a member of the royal family."he declared as he stepped in front of Marietta and Sabo. Sabo took Marietta by the wrist and they went around Treven.
"Carry me on your back boy!" the duke ordered as he pointed at Sabo. The blonde boy ignored him and continued to walk forward with Marietta following close behind.
"Get back here you pieces of trash! How dare you ignore an order from a royal!"Treven shouted as he ran towards the two children. When he reached them, the older boy pushed Marietta on to the pavement.
"Ouch!" Marietta exclaimed. Sabo then went over to Marietta to see if she was okay.
"Do what I say!"Treven said as he put his hands on Sabo.
"Leave us alone!"Sabo said as he pushed Treven off of him. Marietta got up off the ground, and began to think of what she could do. Immediately she thought of something. It was a out there, but it was the only thing she could think of.
"Please, let me carry you on my back! He's the son of Outlook III! I'm just a maid!"Marietta begged. It would be degrading for Sabo to have to do something like that, and she knew that she'd get in trouble back at the manor if she allowed it to happen. Treven looked condescendingly down at her and laughed.
"You carry me?!You're just a girl, and even trash from The Grey Terminal knows that a tiny girl can't carry a boy! Why don't you be a good little maid and go back to cleaning or whatever the hell you do."
"Let's get out of here. Don't worry, we're almost back." Sabo whispered as he took Marietta's hand. The tiny maid nodded and followed him. As they walked, they heard Treven following them. Marietta decided not to worry too much. Sabo was there and also they would be back at his house soon.
This changed when Marietta heard Treven mutter something under his breath and then they heard him running towards them. Marie let go of Sabo's hand and turned around. Treven was holding an ornate looking dagger. Treven ran towards them with the dagger raised. Marietta raised her right forearm to protect Sabo. She then felt an intense pain and screamed at the top of her lungs when she realized that she was gushing blood. She fell back into Sabo's arms. The blonde boy immediately took her apron off, wrapped it around the wound, and gently placed her down. Treven proceeded to walk towards Sabo stepping on Marietta to in the process. The small girl then wimpered in pain and tears began to flow out of her blue eyes. She then looked to the street to see if she could see anybody out for a walk, but saw nobody. It seemed to her that no one seemed to care that an older boy was harming two younger children.
"PLEASE STOP!"Sabo begged. Treven then tackled Sabo and began to beat him. Marietta could only listen in horror as Sabo struggled with the older boy. Fortunately, Sabo was able to fend him off and in the end, Sabo was the victor. Treven then began to cry. This is when Sabo's mother finally rushed out to assess the situation.
Instead of rushing to attend to her son, she went to help his attacker. Marietta was horrified. Sabo's mother than turned towards Marietta.
"Marietta! Why are you dirtying the ground!" she asked.
"Madame, that boy, Treven, he hurt me with the knife." the tiny girl explained weakly.
"Don't you lie tome you immigrant trash! I don't have time to deal with you!" the woman of the house told her as she spat on her.
"Josephine! Cosette! Get out here right now!" she shouted. Marietta's older sisters then ran out quickly.
"Yes madame, what can we do for you?" Josephine asked. Cosette, gasped in horror noticing their beloved little sister injured on the ground.
"Your sister has managed to start bleeding all over the sidewalk! Fix it! I have to deal with what my son has done right now!"
"Yes madame!"The two girls said as they rushed towards Marietta.
"Cosette, clean up the blood. I'll take Marie to the hospital." Josephine told Cosette as she tied Marietta's apron tighter.
"Hold on Marie, I've got you." Josephine said as she ran off to the hospital with Marietta in her arms.
A/N: I think I'll put a Flashback scene at the beginning and end of each chapter... What do you all think? Also I'm going to put song lyrics in each chapter because why not.
Chapter 2
Marceux's POV
Marceux took off down a dark street in Edge Town. This was one of the most important meetings he had ever gone to. He was mentally going over everything he was going to present. Treven had told another noble over tea that the king was misusing tax payer dollars and was planning to reduce the minimum wage. Also they were planning on lessening the age of consent. With the lowering of the age of consent, it would allow noblemen to kidnap younger immigrant girls. Marceux was thinking to spread the word about all of this in order to get the people to revolt. Or at the very least,get people to emigrate to cause a huge blow to the economy.
He arrived in the Dressrosan neighborhood. The brunette went down two streets and took a right down an alleyway. He arrived to a pub/inn and gave a secret knock.
"Who is it?" a female voice asked.
"It's Marceux Lanoire." he responded.
"What's the password 'Marceux'?" she asked as she opened a peep hole.
"Per angusta adaugusta." Marceux told her with a smile. She closed the peephole and opened the door. The young woman had orange hair, wide eyes and was rather curvaceous and well endowed.
"It's great to see you again Koala." The Western Gallic told her as he kissed both of her cheeks.
"It's great to see you again to Marceux!" she said happily as she kissed both of his cheeks. He then entered the building, shutting the door behind him.
"I recently heard that Dressrosa is in a much better state since you went with Hack and The Chief Of Staff." Marceux told her as he sat down at a table.
"Yes, we helped to overthrow Doflamingo and the rightful leader is back in power."Koala said with a smile as she sat down next to him.
"That's wonderful!" Marceux said happily.
"By the way, is The Chief of Staff here yet?" the brunette male asked.
"He should be coming down at any moment." Hack responded as he took a seat next to Koala.
"Oh there he is! Hey Sabo! I have someone you should meet! He's one of the spies that we have inside the nobility!" the orange haired woman called.
"Wait, what's his name?" Marceux inquired.
'Was Marietta right? Is Sabo really alive?' the young man thought.
"His name is Sabo. What's wrong Marceux?" Koala asked.
"Nothing, nothing at all;" he responded.
"Oh, and who might he be?" A male voice asked. When the man entered, Marceux's brown eyes went wide with shock. It was Sabo! Marietta was right all along!
"Oh mon Dieu..."Marceux whispered in shock.
"Hey what's going on with you Marceux?" Koala asked as she turned her head to face him.
"I thought you were dead!" Marceux exclaimed pointing at Sabo.
"Excuse me, but,who are you?" Sabo asked.
"I am Marceux Lanoire. My older sister is Marietta Lanoire. She worked for your parents..." the other man responded through gritted teeth.
"Oh! I remember Marietta! I also remember her other siblings that worked for the family also. I know Cyrano passed away, but how are Cosette and Josephine?" Sabo asked.
"Cosette is married with five children. Josephine, however, is dead. This October, it'll be eleven years since her passing." Marceux explained forlornly as he thought of his long dead big sister.
"How did she die? If you don't mind me asking." the blonde said.
"Smallpox;"Marceux replied.
"Smallpox? I thought that after the terminal was burned down that smallpox had been eradicated!" Sabo said in a shocked tone.
"The terminal came back, and so did the people. Smallpox also came back with them."Marceux responded.
"I would imagine that the local government has done fuck all about it." Koala added with distaste.
"You would be right Koala." Marceux seethed.
"How is Marietta doing these days? Is she alive? Has she married?" Sabo asked.
"She's alive, but her life is not a pleasant one at the moment." Marceux told him.
"What's happening to her? Are my parents doing something horrible to her?" the blonde asked frantically. As far as he knew, she hadn't stopped working for them after he left East Blue.
"Your father is the cause of her suffering now." Marceux told him. Sabo then scowled.
"What did he do to her?" the blonde asked as he slammed his hand on the table.
"Are you aware of the 'forced mistress' practice that has been going on in this country?" Marceux asked.
"Only a little. I heard it was a myth, but we hadn't been able to investigate it thoroughly." Sabo explained.
"Is Marietta a forced mistress?" Koala asked her eyes were wide.
"Yes, and she has been one since the age of seventeen. Your father sold her to this sick fuck named Treven, who's second cousin to the king." Marceux answered his voice dripping with venom. Koala gasped in horror.
"I remember Treven. He attacked Marietta and I with a knife when we were nine. He's holding her captive now?" Sabo inquired.
"Yes, and she isn't the only one either. There are five other girls as well. They are forced to dress in traditional clothes from their culture despite the fact that only two were not born in Goa. Shit, there is a girl named Zhilan, whose parents are from Zhongguo, and Treven had this girl's feet bound! He had doctors redo the binding recently and some how they messed it up because now she can't walk. Also, this girl was fourteen when she was made into a forced mistress." Marceux explained with disgust.
"That poor girl..." Koala said as she covered her mouth in shock. A few moments of silence went by.
"How is Marietta's emotional state? I know when I left, you both had recently lost your father that past August, and that she was still having difficulties coming to terms with it." Sabo asked.
"Something changed after she witnessed you getting blown up by that Celestial Dragon. You know how Marietta was slowly becoming sadder and sadder throughout the years? It started when our brother Cyrano passed away from smallpox. The whole family were only aloud to say goodbye to him the day before he died. I was five, and it was rather traumatizing for everyone especially for Marietta and myself since we were both so young at the time. Seeing someone you love wasting away from smallpox is horrifying, the disease ravages and deforms the body. We couldn't even hug him goodbye in fear of catching the virus. The year after that another outbreak happened and it took our sister Julienne. Marietta and I have lost a lot of our relatives over the years, and Marietta has taken it a lot harder than the rest of the family. Our eldest brother Jae is the same way. When you left,something broke in Marie's soul. It became hard for her to eat, sometimes our mother had to force food down her throat. She would fight with our mother and our elder siblings more. She would also argue with me over the most trivial things sometimes. She got to the point where she would go days without sleeping. Her anxiety went through the roof, and she had to constantly be doing something otherwise she'd get irritated and confrontational. She lost pleasure in singing, but she practiced anyway to feel like she was doing something productive. It got to the point where she stopped feeling joy when one of our siblings had a child because she thought the child would die. The most disturbing part was when she would talk about hurting herself and about suicide and death. Our sister, Cosette, told our mother that Marietta would see a sharp object and talk about ways she could hurt herself with it. The worst part was when she hit rock bottom." Marceux sighed as his brown eyes began fill up with tears. Sabo looked down at the table he was sitting at. His head was in his hands
"What was rock bottom?" Koala asked nervously. Marceux gave another sigh.
"Rock bottom was when she attempted suicide six years ago. It was right after Treven raped her the first time." Marceux said quickly. The thought that one of his sisters had been raped shook Marceux to his core and made him feel useless as a brother. He then noticed Sabo take a deep breath and ball his hands into fists.
"Sabo! This is not your fault! This is Treven's fault! He took advantage of a young woman who has some kind of sickness of the mind!" Marceux told him.
"I shouldn't have gone out to sea so soon. If I had held on a little longer, I would have been able to save my brother Ace from being killed. If I had stayed, I would have been their for my younger brother Luffy. If I had waited just seven more years, I could have had someone take Marietta to safety. I could have had someone spirit her away back to Dadan and her crew.I know Dadan would have been angry, but I would have convinced her to let Marietta stay for a while. Then when I turned seventeen she could have set out with Ace and I." the blonde replied.
"Dadan as in the mountain bandit?" Hack asked.
"Yes, I stayed with her briefly after I ran away from home." Sabo answered.
"What happened has happened. There is no way to change the past. Marietta tried to drown herself in a bathtub, but that was six years ago. The other forced mistresses in the house and myself have been helping her to feel stable. Not exactly happy, but stable,it's all that we can do for her." Marceaux told them in a pained voice. Marceux wished he could do more for Marietta, but knew he couldn't.
"I didn't think someone could drown themselves in a bathtub." Hack said.
"The tub was rather large and deep. Also there were bars in the tub that would help a person in and out. She..." Marceux began as he began to tear up.
"Marceux, if this is bothering you then you don't have to talk about it."Koala told him as she touched his arm.
"No, this story must be told. This horrid practice has caused the deaths of many women in the immigrant community whether by suicide or murder." the young man replied.
"Then please go on." she said.
"She held herself under using the bars and her survival instinct just wasn't there. The other mistresses in the house thankfully found her before she died. She was only under for two minutes so she didn't suffer from any brain damage. She was unconscious, but was resuscitated by Adia, another mistress." Marceux told them.
"Has she attempted again?" Sabo asked. Marceux could tell that his superior still felt guilty.
"No, fortunately she has not. The other mistresses and I are her support system. We try to make sure she continues to live until the day of liberation. That is my dream, to end the practice so that no other woman or family has to suffer. Do not assume that this dream began when Marietta was taken away. Throughout my youth, I would see the pain of the families who had lost their: daughter, sisters, nieces,cousins, aunts or lovers. I have seen mothers throw themselves off buildings after they learned about their daughter's deaths. When I would see this, I became determined to end this oppression against my people. This is my reason for joining the Revolutionary Army. To end the oppression The World Government dishes out to the people of our world." Marceux said passionately.
"I must see her. Where is Treven's house?" Sabo asked.
"It's the manor closest to the Royal palace, the one with the large garden.I don't know if you should go. If you two were caught, then you both would be dead. It would be assumed that you two were lovers. Having a lover outside the master is a capital offense!" Marceux said.
"I won't allow that. I must let her know that I am alive and that I'm sorry for leaving her alone." Sabo told him. Marceux knew there would be no stopping him.
"When do you plan on coming?" Marceux asked.
"When does Treven retire?" Sabo inquired.
"He retires at ten p.m." the brunette told him.
"Excellent I will see her then. If you will, please let her know that I will becoming to see her at 10:30 p.m tomorrow night." Sabo told him.
"Yes sir;" Marceux told him as he sighed. While he was happy that Marietta would be seeing Sabo again, but he was now fearing for her and Sabo's safety.
Flashback Scene: The night Marietta was sold to Treven
"Grabbed my hand, pushed me down. Took the words right out my mouth. Tag,you're it. Tag, tag you're it. Can anybody hear me? I'm hidden underground. Can anybody hear me? Am I talking to myself?" Melanie Martinez 'Tag You're It'
6 years before our story
Marietta's POV
It was nine p.m at the manor of Outlook III, and Marietta was standing in the parlor where Outlook was sitting with Treven, the second cousin of the king. They were muttering things to each other. This unnerved Marietta because they kept looking over at her every few seconds as they whispered, and Treven was looking at her like she was a piece of meat. She also wondered why Outlook III was having a guest over this late. His wife had already gone to bed and Stelly had as well.
"Marietta, can you get a bottle of wine out of the cellar?" her master asked.
"Oui Monseigneur Outlook." Marietta said with a bow.
The blonde maid left the parlor and made it to the wine cellar by a third story window. She opened the heavy door. Marietta picked up the nearby doorstop and put it up against the door so that she would have an opening. She had no desire to struggle with that door again. As she entered the cellar she heard footsteps coming down the hall. The blonde thought nothing of it. She assumed that it was just another servant passing by. Marietta then began to go down the stairs. Once she was down the stairs, she heard the door close.
'This isn't good, I thought that doorstop would be good enough!' she thought. Marietta then hear the door lock. Her heart then began to beat rapidly. The teenager grabbed a bottle of red wine and ran up the stairs. Once she reached the door, she began to frantically pound on the door.
"Help! Someone help me! I've been locked in!" Marietta screamed.
"I'm sorry little immigrant trash, but you aren't leaving until I finish this transaction with Lord Treven. You will be leaving with him."Outlook III told her through the door. Marietta began to tremble. This was it, she had been made into a forced mistress. Her eyes then began to fill with tears.
"PLEASE MONSEIGNEUR OUTLOOK LET ME GO! DON'T DO THIS TO ME PLEASE!"Marietta begged as tears began to pour out of her eyes.
"Even if I wanted to, I still couldn't. Lord Treven has already paid half of the fee." Her master replied coldly. The young maid then began to sob.
"Please Monseigneur Outlook, if I don't go home my mother will worry. Six of her children have died, don't take me away from her." Marie begged as tears began to roll down her face. Her boss ignored her plea and refused to respond.
"Ah Outlook, I have the 100,000 berries for you." Treven said as he walked down the hall.
"Thank you very much my lord. It was a pleasure doing business with you." Outlook said. Marietta then fell to her knees. Her breathing became heavy and she began to shake. The door then opened up.
"On your feet my little whore we are leaving." Treven ordered as he looked down at her. Marietta looked up at him, desperation in his eyes.
"He said get up!" Outlook shouted as he pulled Marietta up by her high ponytail. Marietta yelped and stood up. Outlook let her hair go.
"Jones! Benét! get Marietta and escort her to the carriage. Make sure to bind and gag her so that she doesn't try to escape!" her now former boss ordered. The two footmen then grabbed Marietta by her arms, and walked her to the stairs.
"Sorry Marietta." Jones whispered.
"At least she isn't fighting like the East Gallic one did." Treven noted.
"Didn't that one try to fight the people taking her away?" Outlook asked.
"Yes, she got feisty and was screaming, swearing, biting, spitting, kicking... Basically throwing a tantrum. I found it arousing because I knew that she would be hot blooded in bed. I had her knocked out because she was being troublesome. She still doesn't quite know her place yet, but she will eventually learn." Treven answered with a smirk. When Marietta heard this she felt nauseous. Never before had she heard anyone talk about a human this way. She saw Jones and Benét cringe as well.
The group continued down the stairs to the first floor. Jones and Benét received rope and a cloth gag. They gave her an apologetic look before they bound and gagged her.
"Shame I couldn't get the older sister Cosette. I'm stuck with the cry baby. Still, she's better than nothing. You said that Marietta looks like her deceased older sister Josephine?" Treven asked as Marietta was carried outside.
"Ahh yes Josephine. I was planning on making her my mistress, but she was taken by the final outbreak. Such a waste." Outlook explained shaking his head. Marietta realized in horror that for all of those years that Outlook III was grooming her older sister!
'So that's why Josephine was promoted so quickly despite her age and sex! Monseigneur Outlook is a sexual predator!' Marietta realized in horror. She glared and looked back at Treven and Outlook. She attempted to swear at Outlook III for grooming her sister. The two noblemen just looked at her and laughed. Marietta growled.
The back of the carriage was opened and Marietta was placed inside.
"Adieu Marietta;" Benét whispered as he shut the back of the carriage. When it was shut, there was only pitch black darkness. Not even the light of the street lamps could reach in. More tears leaked from Marietta's eyes as she closed them. Her life had now changed forever for the worst.
