Chapter 2
She jumped from her seat, standing on the floor in a predatory-like state, hissing at the two. Perona gave her a grimace but Mihawk didn't even budge. Using her power, Calysta transformed her nails into long and strong claws ready for any attack from the Shichibukai.
-What are you doing here? – She growled at them.
-You're in my home. – Mihawk calmly answered as he reached out to his sword. – I should be the one asking that.
-Then let me go. – She relaxed her poise a bit but never removing her lilac gaze from the swordsman.
-I can't do that.
-Why so?
-I won't let go someone who is still wounded. – He answered in all honesty, making the woman before him relaxed a bit more but she quickly regained her attacking poise.
-Why can't I seem to trust you? – She growled once again.
-Why do you say that?
-Where are my weapons first of all?
-Somewhere safe.
-Where?
-Somewhere safe. – He repeated again.
-Give them back. – She requested but to no use. The swordsman just held his ground and that was slowly getting on her nerves. This was bad since she was short tempered and, facing a Shichibukai, any false step could mean her death. Mihawk was the Shichibukai she knew less about. He was always too mysterious she could never seem to find anything about him that would push him off the edge or annoy him.
-Can't do that. – He took a step towards her, only making her tense up more and hiss at him. She was acting like an animal and he found that somewhat amusing, primitive and, for some reason, tempting.
She twisted her body, fully transforming herself into a cheetah and running towards the swordsman. Her sensitive nose caught the familiar scent of her blades and, it was at that moment, she thanked herself for accepting to bless her blades with Tierisch magic. Even hating the scent of lavender she was thankful for actually being able to spot the location of her weapons. She roared at Mihawk before rushing towards him, dodging to the sides and running in between his legs. She felt him wrap his arm around her but she quickly transformed her into a small cat and continued to rush towards the source of the lavender scent.
-Hey! Stop moving! – The pink haired girl shouted, looking at the small animal figure that quickly disappeared in the castle rooms. She floated towards the last location she saw the small kitten and found the, now humanized Calysta, taking hold of her daggers. The blades were of an ocher color, slightly curved in an "s" and small inscriptions were carved into the steel. The moment Calysta's skin came in contact with the holder of her weapons, the small blades emitted a red glow. – Stop for a moment!
-Can't stop me. – Calysta whispered, her lilac gaze turning to Perona and lunging towards her. Before she could hit Perona with her left dagger, Mihawk stood before her, holding his Kokutou Yoru in front of him. The clash of blades scent a wave of energy, cracking the windows of the room they were in.
-Why are you fighting? – He asked, his peripheral view capturing the small red stain on her white blouse spreading.
-I can't trust you, Shichibukai! – She spat those words before pushing her dagger against his sword and jumping back.
-Why? – She could only stand silent, her lilac gaze meeting his golden one. She couldn't tell him the truth behind the reason she couldn't trust him. He worked for the government and she couldn't reveal who she was to him.
-If I can't trust you how can I tell you the reason why? – She asked giving the swordsman an evil smirk. He didn't falter one bit at the sight of her teasing smile.
-Good point but I cannot have a wounded person in here that I don't know nothing about. – He answered in all honesty before launching another question at him. – What's your name?
-Call me… Tetsu.
-It's not your real name is it?
-Easy to read?
-Yes.
-Stick with it.
-Will you tell me your name?
-Eventually.
-You can sleep now.
-What…? – With that she felt a knock on the back of her neck, making her pass out. Before falling to the floor, Mihawk took hold of her limp body and began to carry her out the room.
-Where are you taking her? – Perona questioned, looking at the back of the swordsman.
-Taking her back to the bedroom.
-But that's your bedroom.
-So? – He didn't look back at the pink haired girl as he walked down the long cold hallway towards his bedroom. He set her down on the perfectly white bed, covering her with the white sheets. A little after, Perona floated in the bedroom, curiosity plastered on her large eyes.
-You're going to watch over her.
-Just in case she tries to run away. – He answered quickly, cutting any kind of conversation with the girl. As much as he enjoyed the company that she had given to him, he wanted to know more about the woman that was sleeping in his bed without the constant nagging of Perona. With a silent nod, Perona exited the room but before closing the door Perona looked over her shoulder, towards the swordsman.
-When I was tending to her wounds I saw a small tattoo on the back of her neck.
-It's a tattoo.
-It was a code bar with a couple of numbers and letters under it.
With that she left the room, leaving the swordsman with many unanswered questions. His golden gaze fell upon the unconscious silver haired woman before reaching his hand towards her neck. When his skin came in contact with hers he felt a strong shock course his body, making him flinch a bit. She mumbled something and turned her back to the swordsman making her hair cascade down, conveniently revealing the small tattoo on her neck.
He had seen something like that somewhere before but his mind seemed to not find the source of that feeling. While he was lost in deep thought he decided to listen closely to whatever words Calysta was mumbling under her breath like a whimper.
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The young Calysta was crouched down at the corner of her cell, her cheeks still wet from her silent whimpering during the violent operation. Her chest ached a lot because of the still fresh wound and stitches. Calysta was very afraid to move one bit because of the probability of opening her fresh wound and bleeding to death.
Even though the marines wouldn't let her die that soon.
She was their beloved pet for anything and everything.
She could almost puke to the thought of being a "pet" for those disgusting men.
Calysta closed her eyes when the steel door of her cell opened, revealing a large familiar figure. She recognized him as being her capture: Akainu.
-Good morning my lovely child. – He said in a mocking tone, walking up to the young Calysta and crouching down before her petit figure. – How was your play with our doctor? – He spoke as he reached out his hand towards the cloth that covered her torso. Before he could touch her she formed tiger-like teeth and bit down his hand, making it bleed. As a response to her action, Akainu punched her cheek, making her hit her head on the floor. – You're still like that, uh? Can't you see we're trying to help you get stronger? For that to happen you need to accept our help.
-I'll never take anything from any of you! – She hissed out making the large admiral chuckle.
-If that's the case, I'll have to use all means at my reach to break you in order to make you stronger. – He snapped his fingers in the air as a marine entered the room. – You can do whatever you want with her. I just want her sanity broken.
With that he left the cell, closing the thick steel door behind him. The marine walked up to her and began to tear her clothes apart. She shouted out in despair as the man before the young child had his way with her, violating her purity.
Each movement made her body ache all over.
Each shout she made would make her chest seem like it was breaking apart.
But even after all kind of torture, Calysta refused to break in.
"My name is Calysta and I'm a strong Tierisch that will survive all hardship that steps in my path. Whomever tries to stop me will fall down, crumble apart for I will annihilate anyone against me. Those who are with me will become my dearest of friends. I am Calysta a strong Tierisch."
Once done with the young child, the marine composed his clothes and left the room, closing the door behind him.
Calysta was left behind on the floor, naked, on a pool of blood mumbling her words of courage over and over before falling into a cycle of mumbled words.
-I am a Tierisch. I am Calysta.
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-I am Calysta! – She shouted as she sat up straight quickly, her hand reaching out to emptiness initially, but her skin came in contact with warmth.
The source?
Mihawk's face.
He mumbled something under his breath before returning to the chair next to the bed, crossing his arms over his chest. From her mumbling, Mihawk managed to figure out the familiar feeling towards the tattoo on the back of her neck.
-You're a government project, Calysta? – Mihawk asked, his eyebrow raising in a curious look. Calysta's lilac eyes widened in shock as she figured out she had blurted out her identity.
A/N:
Okay, little thing I forgot to write down on the previous chapters: Tierisch stands for animal or beats in german. As for the amount of animals she can transformed into: it's not just the wolf and the fox. In future chapters she'll explain on how many she can transform into and why just those.
Second chapter is OUT! :DDD HAZZAH!
I liked this chapter a lot! Once again, I beg your forgiveness for the delay. I went on a fieldtrip yesterday and I didn't get the opportunity to write another chapter. Gomenasai.
I do not own One Piece!
Only own Calysta
