Sorry for the late update- I was so happy to be able to write again that I started a few stories and may have bitten off a little more than I can currently chew. I'm trying to write new stuff and updated as much old stuff as I can and I keep winding up stuck.

Currently I've started my...second (I think) One Piece fic. The chapters that I have so far are pretty long, between 2-4,500 words give or take and I'm already on the third chap and working towards wrapping it up so that I can start on the 4th chap.

I'm actually really proud of it since I've only really delved in One Piece fics once or twice before. One was a one shot that I don't even recall publishing, but it had a nice lemon and stuff. And the other I need to update terribly.

So with all of that being said, please bear with me and let me get stuff out of my system so that I can bring you better quality new chapters and stories.

Enjoy ya'll.

And for anyone interested in my One Piece fic- It'll be under Luffy/OC M rated. And will either be under the name Raging Tides, or The Captain of my Heart.

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Sinbad had all but given up on getting any sleep after the gruesome sight that he'd awakened too earlier. It had been several hours since he had awoken to find the strange beauty lying next to him, barely clinging to life and summoned Ja-far and Yamriha to treat her wounds.

Which meant that he had spent hours outside of his own rooms, pacing and muttering foul oaths under his breath as the other generals whom had all been awakened by the sudden uproar, had silently left their beds to join him and see what was going on. However their questions would have to go unanswered for the time being since he didn't know anything himself.

Right now he was just the guy who had found an almost dead woman in bed with him.

It was enough to not only creep him out very badly, but turn him off of any possibility of having sex sometime in the near future. A pity since that was one of the things he had always seemed to excel at aside from being the center of some sort of mischief.

Finally, just when he wasn't sure that he could stand anymore of not knowing- the door to his room slowly creaked open and an exhausted Ja-far was tossed out by Yamriha.

The blond man hit the floor at Sinbad's feet and lay there as Sin looked at the woman magician questioningly for a moment before she quickly explained, "The marks and bruises on her chest and several other places are consistent with Assault and rape. I need to check her to make sure that that didn't happen." And with that she quickly slammed the door shut and left a horrified Sinbad and his generals standing there for a moment before Ja-far finally got to his feet in a weird agonizingly slow movement that reminded Sinbad of an old man before he asked,

"The woman?"

Ja-far seemed to catch on to what Sinbad was trying to say and automatically began to inform him of everything that he knew. "Yamriha had to slow her heart and lungs and put her in a deathlike state to stop the bleeding enough to properly assess the damage to her body and treat it. It took us longer than expected because her wounds made her stomach look like it was ground up meat. It took some extremely careful and delicate work to dig out the source of her injuries-" He went quiet for a moment as he dug inside of his sash and pulled out a weirdly shaped piece of metal and handed it to Sinbad to examine. "We found at least eight of those inside of her stomach before we could sew her up, we spent a great deal of time digging them out of her. The damage that those little pieces of metal did to her was mind boggling. But at least they missed her major organs so as long as she doesn't get an infection she should heal up quite well. But some of the wounds may pain her for quite some time."

"This...isn't an arrow or spear?" Sinbad asked as he studied the piece of misshapen metal that he held between his fingers with a slight frown.

"No. And to be perfectly honest, I'm not sure that I want to know what it is if it could do that to a person." Ja-far said.

Sinbad could certainly understand where the younger man was coming from. At first glance, the small piece of metal was nothing but that, however after looking at it for what seemed a life time, Sinbad came to the conclusion that it must have been used as a projectile of some sort.

But the only sort of projectile that could support such a thing would be a magical tool or spell. And those were usually steeped in black magic, which was outlawed under penalty of exile in his kingdom.

Closing his hand around the piece, he said nothing while in his mind he was already making plans to figure out what had happened to the woman on top of getting to the bottom of where, piece of metal came from as well as the 'why' and 'how' it had been used. Also, he needed to know about how the woman had managed to slip past his guards- in his own goddamned palace no less! And somehow found herself in his room.

Why he could have been assassinated!

The moment that the thought passed through his mind he turned and started barking out orders for every guard in the palace to gather in the courtyard. He was going to get to the fucking bottom of this while he waited for Yam to finish checking the poor woman.