Author's Note: This is my first attempt at a story written in perfect, 100-word drabbles. I shall be attempting to post in this at least once a week, though I may post more than once, just for kicks. Reviews are welcome, as are suggestions and ideas!
Disclaimer: I have no claim to this beautiful world of pirates... only guilty of roughing it up a little.
Damaged Goods
The wood and metal shrapnel the cannonball tossed around in its wake was the only threat to damage the ship and its crew. Luckily, Smoker was only able to get the one shot before the StrawHats leapt into action, a timely Coup de Burst sending the Sunny flying far out of range and sight of the warship.
The Grand Line itself seemed to want for their win, the wind completely dying down, the paddle-less marine ship unable to follow them.
Robin had gotten the worst of it, a large splinter of wood skewering her thigh.
Chopper cringed at the sight.
Word Count: 100
Muse Source: So He Sang- Hania
"And as the sky itself wanted for their win
The ash rained down letting slivers of sunlight in
Blinding the beast, cornering it to yield."