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There it was again. This stupid feeling that she wouldn't like what she was about see. Nevertheless she peeked through her black lashes and found herself in very small and dark room, if it could be called room. Reluctantly she decided to stand up from the soft mattress, she was lying on, although she felt a bit dizzy and wanted nothing more but sleep.

Opening the door, she stood in a metallic hallway. Where the fuck am I? She strolled around opening and closing doors she passed, not noticing the voices that were approaching her. Luckily she still managed to hear them in time, to find herself a stash. She opened the door next to her and quickly slid inside the room to hide herself. It was dimly lit and the furniture seemed classy. The voices grew louder only to fade away after passing the chamber. The girl let out a heavy sigh of relief. That was too damn close! Pay more attention to your surroundings idiot!

"You are getting used to your new home pretty quickly Miss Melody."

She jumped. Crap. Since when has he been there? So much to paying more attention... Even without turning around, the girl knew whom this deep and smooth voice belonged to. As she turned to face the man, she addressed him in a low but absolutely deadly tone "You know, that's fucking kidnapping, you lunatic bastard and are you stupid? Don't dare to think that I will gladly and happily join your goddamn crew!" Okay, the last part was practically screamed, but who would not be pissed? Yet most people would be afraid and shut their trap. The keyword being most.

"Please calm down Melody. Your screaming isn't good for my eardrums." he frowned in a mocking way, but his smile was still in place.

If it was his goal to annoy her more than she already was - and believe me she really was - he flawlessly accomplished it. As far as she could tell he was also very much amused by her little blowup. She brought herself to calm down to the point where she spoke in normal volume again. No she would not please him voluntarily "Well if you don't mind, can you please let me go on the next island we pass Mister? What good would it do you to have a weak little girl on board?" If looks could kill, Law would have dropped dead by now. And be skinned, slashed, crushed… (Insert all violent things you can think of…)

"I'm afraid, this won't happen. Besides weak? What are you talking about? I can't just let go someone as useful as you, who posses such a strong and rare Haki. Are you even aware of your own ability? It's not like I'll hold you like a bird in a cage, but you won't leave my ship without someone of my crew around."

"Useful? USEFUL? What am I, a tool?" She was fuming with rage.

"I told you to calm down, remember? Ah, and one more question. From whom did you get this collar? It's quite unusual to have one with sea stones on it now, isn't it?" Her eyes widened at the sight of the delicate trinket, with a heart-shaped stone on it. Instantly a desperate expression placed itself on her paled face.

"Give it back! It's my treasure. It's my most important… possession."

The short break in the sentence didn't go unnoticed by the captain. Did she just want to say something else? I'd like to know…

"So, can I take that you won't run away if I have this?" It seemed that as if she was emitting a murderous dark arura. She wanted to scratch his stiff smile of his face at the very moment, but that wouldn't have helped her a bit. Well it would have brought satisfaction. Some seconds and a few gory fantasies later she nodded barely noticeable. Never would she run off without her treasure. It was her dearest memory and the only one. The one connection to her past. Slowly her brain proceeded what he had told her before. Wow, wow, wow! Stop! How can the necklace possibly be made of sea stone and what the heck is this shit about me possessing Haki? Furthermore he shouldn't be able to handle the small item as devil fruit user. Too many questions were forming in her little head. Finally she managed to ask one. "I thought you can't touch it, if it's sea stone?"

She could have asked so many other things and still she asked something so insignificant. He chuckled inwardly. He hadn't expected this. Interesting. "It's just a little amount of it. Every devil fruit user should be able to handle that much, although it's not very comfortable to hold it. I think I will take care of your treasure then." With that he placed it in one of his trouser pockets.

To hell with her talent of getting into situation like this. She really liked adventures and had dreamed not only once about sailing out, since she got thrown into this world and even before that, but she had to get back somehow. Wait. Why actually?

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To her surprise, she was allowed to wander around the ship as she pleased. The only areas she was restricted from were the engine room and Law's quarter. Not that she was going there willingly.

The next few days mostly spent at Bepo's side. She had really grown fond of the huge, white, fuzzy teddy bear. If she wasn't with him you could find her at one of the bigger rooms training. She improved her sword and fighting skills every day that passed. Still she was very well aware that she hadn't much of a chance against other pirates or bounty hunters in her current state, but she was determined to change that.

In this few days she had accustomed herself to the crew and her tiny room. As it seemed the pirates had fetched all her belongings from Mary's house, while she was on her 'date'. She wondered what the old woman had thought of that and how she was doing without her. Who did all the chores now? The crew didn't seem to mind her presence either, which she found rather strange, taking that she was the only female on the ship or better on the submarine. Yeah right submarine. How surreal could things possibly get?

The guys she got along best with were Bepo and the ones she had beaten up way back at Vira – Ryan, Frey and Aurel also known as Mr. Casquette, because of his hat. Just the penguin-hat she had kicked in his manhood - whose name was ironically Romeo as she found out later – still preferred to ignore her. Probably she had gained their respect by beating them up. She didn't talk much to the rest of the men and definitely didn't like to talk with the captain. Really you never knew what he was thinking. Pirates are really weird, but they are funny and not all that vicious, as you hear in tales. Most of the time…

She also spent a lot of time drawing pictures. A thing she did since she was a kid. It put her at ease, though it was still quite hard, because a certain captain always seemed to appear out of nowhere and at the places she was.

Further he liked to chat to her. Most of the time, while she was drawing and this was one of these times. "Tell me something about you."

"Well as you can see I'm a woman and 17. I have black hair and green eyes."

"Oh really? How interesting." His smirk widened ever so slightly. Let's try this. "Tell me about your past."

She tensed instantly at this question, making Law raise a brow.

"There's nothing you need to know." She held onto her pencil like her dear life was depending on it. The poor object was probably about to break.

"That is for me to decide."

This time the young woman snapped "Just shut the fuck up, will you? I'm working on a picture, if you can't see. Go and annoy the hell out of other people!"

"I'm warning you. I don't take too well to be ordered around and I remind you that you are at my mercy on this ship."

"Yeah and I came with you of my own free accord. Now, get lost oh so mighty Mr. Kidnapper."

He didn't even give her the time to breathe in, as he had a threatening sharp scalpel pressed against her throat, making a drop of blood flow down the warm flesh of her neck.

"I told you that I don't like being ordered around. Better keep that in mind."

She was totally terrified like every sane human, confronted with dead, but her fear was rapidly replaced with her normal confidence. "Well, maybe no one has told you this yet, but you can't always have it your way. That's how it works in this universe." Or in her case better known as over-confidence. Normal people had this 'shut-it-if-you-don't-wanna-die'-sense, Melody however wasn't like any others. This was not good for her health and she knew it, but watching his arrogant smirk, be replaced by pure anger was so totally worth it. So he really has emotions.

Her victory didn't last long as she was thrown through the room by a hard hit in her stomach that left her unconscious.