Wrath of Whitebeard
Greeted by a burning sensation, Carrie awakened from her slumber, groaning as she adjusted to the piercing 'Too bright' Still in a slight haze, Carrie focused on her surroundings. Acknowledging the smell of sea, the squawks from seagulls and splashing waves followed by the sensation of wooden floor beneath her skin confirmed that she was on a ship, a sailing ship.
'Did I fall asleep on deck again? Captains going to scold me' Sighing, she slowly sat up until a shadow loomed over. Lifting up her head to face the presumed figure of the shadow , she froze when noticing the grinning face underneath the infamous moon crescent- shaped mustache. 'Whitebeard' She sighed, remembering the event that previously took place.
"U-ugh" Came a mutter, having no energy to even curse at her predicament.
"Afternoon!"
She heard a chuckle behind her and turned around to see a tall man wearing white formal clothing similar to a chefs outfit accompanied by a yellow scarf. The older man most likely in his mid 30s had light brown hair styled ridiculously, in her opinion and a large scar adorned his face, semi- circling around his right eye. The young marine instantly recognised him as the man she accidentally landed on. He reached out his hand and offered to help up which she hesitantly accepted. Standing in front of him she decided to observing him for any hidden intentions for the polite mannerism he was showering her with.
The brief moment of staring was cut short when another man spoke up "You've been out cold for a couple of hours, doctor said that you collapsed from shock so you didn't really need any major medical attention" She turned to face the new voice. It belonged to a tall muscular, broad-chested, tanned man with a rather large curly black mustache. 'Does everyone on this ship look like they came out of a circus?' She thought almost snickering to herself.
"So you decided to leave me in the middle of the deck unconscious?" she said, frowning at how they had decided to treat her.
The brunette from before suddenly burst out laughing. "We're pirates, why should we help someone who crashed into our ship, especially if said person is a marine" A shiver ran down her spine from the heavy emphasis of 'marine'.
Suddenly becoming extremely conscious of the marine hat still settled on her head, she couldn't help but panic 'They're pirates' she reminded herself. 'They'll kill me just because I'm a marine.'
Despite her attempts Carrie could not suppress the tear threatening to form in the corner of her eyes. She glanced around and noticed that the group of pirates was considerably smaller than earlier, there was only about 16 or so this time. Scanning the group and taking in all appearances of the pirates she confirmed to herself 'yep defiantly a circus' . After a moment or so her eyes finally landed on the blonde pirate from earlier, Marco. Despite his previous taunts he was now the only one looking at her with a stoic expressions, contrasting the other pirates with there menacing smirks. If she didn't know any better she'd say he looked as though he wasn't exactly enjoying the show.
"Hey Thatch so what are you gonna do with her? She's the one who injured you so I guess It's your call" Carrie whipped her head to where the new found voice was coming from.
A wide grin formed on the raven haired boy as she turned her attention to him. The young shirtless man, most likely the same age as Carrie herself moved slowly towards her. A set of freckles nestled above his cheeks 'what a nice feature.' She thought, unable to suppress her smile.
"She's a marine right? We can't let her off so easily now can we" The one she identified as Thatch said, but just like that her smile was wiped off.
Thatch grinned, looking down on to the shivering girl as she unconsciously slouched under his gaze making herself feel smaller. In a moment of desperation she turned her eyes to Marco sending him a pleading look but a single slide glance was all she received. Her frowned deepened as more desperation filled her eyes. Apparently enough, to change his previously bored expression as he sent a small maybe even gentle smile towards her. Not sure whether it was to mock her or re-assure her but god did she hope it was the latter.
"Gurarara, so what are you gonna do with her? As ace said its your call so i'll leave her to you" Their captain said drinking from a massive bottle of sake, clearly amused with the whole situation.
'At least i don't have to deal with him' Relief struck, that It wasn't Whitebeard himself who was to condemn her to death.
" Ah well, since the last island we've got a lot more members now so I'm kind of down on staff for the kitchen you know."
'Huh?'
"She called herself a chore girl right? It'd be a help to put her as our kitchen and dinning cleaner, if thats alright with you Oyaji"
'... what?'
"Alright"
'He just agreed?' She mentally screamed.
Dumbfounded by the entire ordeal Carrie stared at the Brunette Chef with absolute disbelief. "Hmm?" He looked down at her and smiled. "What? You don't want to be a cleaner? Thought that was your job."
"N-no I-its just, your pirates, and I guess I'm a marine so aren't you gonna, you know..."
"Kill you - yoi?" The first division commander finished for her. "We might not be saints but we're not exactly murderers. Why would we waste our atrength against weak and harmless girls like yourself yoi.. not that any strength would necessarily be needed against you" A frowned formed on her face at his insult and mocking tone.
Seemingly displeased with the reasoning, she impulsively stuck her tongue out followed by a short grunt "ch i don't want to hear insults coming from a circus freak like yourself" Suddenly smacking her hands over her mouth after noticing the slightly widened eyes of the fellow pirate. 'maybe i shouldn't of said that'
The brunette, Thatch and the young man, Ace burst into fits of laughter while the other pirates simply snickered. The first division commander, unamused with his cremates grunted and ordered them to 'shut their mouth.s'
The freckled boy now standing before her spoke up "We were just toying with you seeing how we recognised you as a marine, we didn't exactly expect you to faint" Sheepishly rubbing the back of his neck, he added "When you woke up you looked so confused and worried that we couldn't help but tease you a bit, sorry if we went to far"
Carrie stared at him dumbfounded "you did! You went way to far"
Turning to face the man she supposedly knocked out she added her own apology "I hit you when I crashed here right? Sorry I guess, It must of hurt" The brunette she landed on smiled down at her in which she returned. 'Guess some pirates are all right after all, but captain wouldn't be happy if he knew I was involving my self with them.'
"WAIT!"
The pirates jolted at the sudden scream and stared at the young marine in confusion.
"What am I doing? Im not supposed to be here! Captains waiting for me but i'm getting all chummy with a bunch of pirates instead" She shouted shocking herself and standing up in the process. " I didn't even find Yuu-chan or finish my chores! Im in so much trouble, I gotta leave now, I have to get back to the the ship right now!"
"Hm? That so- yoi? How do you plan to do that? We left the island 4 hours ago - yoi"
'err... ehh...'
Slowly turning her head, and watching the the vast ocean did she just then realise 'oh yeah... I'm on a moving ship'
"We're in the middle of the ocean kid, so your stuck with us now hahahaha" Laughed the man with the curly mustache, mostly known as the 5th division commander Vista.
"N-no w-way...No Way!" she screamed slumping to the floor, holding her head in her hand. "Oh I'm dead, why do these things happen to me, ah captain will kill me." Her arms encircled her body. "I'm a good child, Iv'e never raised my voice against mother, iv never even done anything remotely illegal." And with her new found bravery she rose to he feet and Lifted her head up and attempting to glare straight ahead at Whitebeard she opened her mouth to speak. "I'm just a cabin girl..." Raising her pointing finger at the giant in front of her she continued. "...So why the hell have I been abducted by a bunch of damned pirates?!" A sour expression formed on her fave and gritted teeth clenching in anger.
"Don't be so loud brat, your hurting my ears" Whitebeard replied sticking a finger in his ear. "I bring you aboard my ship, and this is how you show your gratitude. Damned brat" His voice slowly turning sinister as he stood up from his seat picking up his giant spear.
Feeling ominousity in the air, Carrie's body suddenly began to uncontrollably shake with tears pouring from her eyes. Her mouth turned into a gaping whole and her eyes doubled in size with the tears turning into a waterfall as she stared at the Giant man. She continued to mentally scream in her head only to have slight grunts and noises leaving her mouth.
"u-u-aa-uu-h" she tried speaking.
"I am Whitebeard, show some respect" He finished with a grin twirling his giant weapon around and slamming it to the ground.
And with that came a small shock wave causing the ship to suddenly jolt to which she lost her footing with, falling backwards. But being the weakling and coward that she was, no way was she going to let herself experience the wrath of the strongest man in the world. So there and then, She practically forced herself to loose consciousness and faint...again.
Once more, right before her black out, She heard his odd chuckle followed by a mocking tone saying "Gurarara I didn't even use haki"
