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Chapter 4- Getting Used to the Heart Pirates

After the whole dinner ordeal Foalan stayed in her room, cleaning and organizing everything. Which wasn't much. So, Foalan thought about how to replace her cloak. She wasn't too keen about walking around flashing her tail and ears. Her wings weren't much of an issue. She could make those literally, melt into her body. 'I guess that's how Law saw my tattoos; I must have absorbed my wings in my sleep…' Foalan pondered the thought of Law seeing her tattoos. Bad mood activated… Foalan lay on her bed scowling at the ceiling. 'There's no point sulking here, I should let my wings get some fresh air… hopefully they'll heal faster then.' Foalan thought trying to be optimistic; she had a habit of over thinking things and bringing up memories of her past. Not something she wanted to do.

After about ten minutes of wandering around the sub, trying to avoid the crew members and Law, Foalan finally made it to the deck. She let out a content sigh as a cool breeze flowed through her hair. 'I hate small spaces… this is so much better than that damn submarine.' Foalan thought, leaning against the railing. She stared at the sun; watching it sink slowly, it looked like it was disappearing under the water. As Foalan's thoughts drifted away to her sanctuary she began to sing softly.

"Here's the day you hoped would never come.

Don't feed me violence,

Just run with me through rows of

Speeding Cars

The paper cuts

The cheating lovers

The coffee's never strong enough

I know you think it's more than just bad luck…

There, there baby

It's just textbook stuff

It's just the ABC's

Of growing up…

Now, now darlin'

Oh don't lose your head

Cause none of us were angels

And you know I love you

Yeah.

Law's POV

Law stood in the doorway of the small abandoned room that Foalan was supposed to be in. "Penguin, check to see if anyone's seen her." Law ordered calmly, he knew she couldn't fly with her wing damaged. He wanted to ask her a few questions, like why and how the hell her wings went INTO her back. That was just weird to see, and Law had seen a lot of weird things on his travel towards the One Piece. Law sighed and walked towards the deck, he needed some fresh air and hopefully find his newest crew member. He walked up the stairs and as soon as he opened the door, he saw the figure of Foalan leaning against the railing, looking at the sunset. As we silently walked closer, he blinked in surprise… she was singing. He listened as she sang a song he didn't recognize.

"-And you know I love you

Yeah."

Law smirked slightly, "Nice voice." He commented offhandedly. Foalan whirled around surprised he was there. He smirked in amusement at the embarrassed blush on her face. "Yeah thanks…" she mumbled quietly. "Why are you out here?" Law asked. Foalan just scowled, over the embarrassment of being caught singing and turned away in defiance. This made Law frown, she was a member of his crew whether she liked it or not, in other words, she had to listen to him, plain and simple. "Miss Tonks, I suggest you not get on my bad side, or you won't live as long as you hope too." Foalan sighed, not in the mood to argue with the infuriating man behind her. She turned and answered with a bored expression, "I needed to let my wings get some fresh air." Law glanced down at the black and white wings to see them slightly outstretched, the breeze ruffling her feathers. Sometimes the crew and him forgot she even had wings, a tail, and even the ears. 'She's only been here a day too…' Law thought. "Speaking of your wings, as soon as I finished removing the bullet, your wings… melted into your back." Law stated. "Yeah, they do that sometimes, it helps me sleep better." She answered his obvious question. Law just nodded his head, content with the answer.

Foalan sat in her room, leaning against the wall thinking about her most recent conversation with Law. He and the crew treated her like a normal person; they didn't look at her like she was a freak. Lastly she was able to have a decent conversation with the usually infuriating man. Foalan started to wonder how WhiteFang was doing, he was almost like her guardian, when he got word that his mate was freaking out over the fact their pups ran off he had to go see if they were ok. Foalan smiled at the thought of the three young pups. They were always getting into trouble. Blade and Slash had the habit of messing with almost every wolf in the pack, and Chaos had the habit of doing just what her name said- cause chaos, lastly there was little Shadow. Shadow was the smallest out of her brothers and sister, she loved to wander off and explore. DawnRunner really had a lot on her hands… paws. Foalan yawned; she quickly changed into a T-shirt and black shorts going past the knee… she didn't want the boys thinking she was some whore. 'I fucking hate short shorts…' Foalan's nose wrinkled in disgust. She slipped off her boots and slid under the covers of her small bed, drifting off into a dreamless sleep.

Law's POV

Law sat in his office, thinking. It didn't add up, Foalan was obviously strong, not just the whole plant thing, she could use two-sword-style and martial arts. 'She must have a bounty!' Law thought. He opened a drawer in his desk and pulled out all the bounty posters from the last few newspapers. He never really took the time to look through them all. He sifted through the pile, looking for a picture that even vaguely resembled Foalan. Law blinked in surprise when he actually found it.

Black Blood Rose

180,000,000 beri's

Law smirked slightly; sure it was small compared to most pirates in the New World but, it was still a nice bounty. Leaning back in his chair with a lazy smirk Law was glad he took Foalan with him. Now it was just a matter of making sure she stayed.

Foalan woke up to the sound of an unfamiliar voice yelling at her to 'Get her butt up, she had work to do' Foalan's brows furrowed in confusion before remembering she was a pirate now, whether she liked it or not. She sighed and slipped out of bed, shivering when her feet touched the cold metal floor of the sub. She shuffled over to the door, opening it slowly. She saw a rather large man standing at her, his blond hair covered by his dark blue cap, stained with oil and grease. "What time is it?" she asked groggily, "About seven or so." He responded with a light glare. 'What crawled up his ass and died?' Foalan thought, trying not to scowl.

"I'm Bryan, captain told me to wake you up and bring you to him." Bryan said with a light scoff. "Oh ok, I'll be out in a sec." Foalan responded. Bryan just rolled his eyes and tapped his foot impatiently. Foalan shut the door and changed into a black T-shirt and dark jeans, slipping on her boots and brushing her hair. She took her time to apply some eye-liner and mascara. She wasn't in the mood to talk to her 'Captain' she scowled at the thought of him telling her what to do.

"Hurry up in there!" Bryan yelled through the door. "I'm coming." She responded walking over to the door. "What the hell took so long?" Bryan asked unhappily, starting to walk down the hall. Foalan just shrugged. Finally they reached Law's office, Bryan knocked on the door and shoved her in unceremoniously when they heard Law tell them to come in. Bryan walked away with a light scowl on his face and closed the door behind him. Just her and Law in the office… and the awkward silence. She frowned slightly, what could he possibly need? 'He's probably going to question me about my powers' Foalan scowled at the thought. She did NOT want to talk about her powers. "Miss Tonks." Law snapped her from her thoughts. "Yeah?" she asked warily. Law frowned slightly at her rudeness but continued, "Do you have any abilities?" Law asked. "Uhm define abilities." Foalan responded. "Talents, hobbies?" He responded. Foalan resisted the urge to sigh in relief. "I can sew." she blurted out without thinking. "I see." Was all he said as a look of deep thought passed over his face. Foalan waited tensely. "Well, I suppose you'll be the Heart Pirate's seamstress." Law stated. "Hell no" Foalan replied defiantly. "Then how about our singer?" Law inquired with a smirk. "No." Foalan replied with a scowl. "Too bad, seamstress or singer." "Your choice." Law stated. Foalan growled quietly, "Seamstress." She replied grudgingly. "Good." Law said, "at the next island we'll get what you need." Law declared. Foalan just scowled. "You may go Miss Tonks." Law said. Foalan just huffed and left the room, slamming the door just to annoy him. 'So much for the chance of a civil conversation.' Foalan thought with a frown. She walked into the galley silently, getting back into the habit of fading into the shadows. She was an assassin after all.

The galley was empty; the cook was in the kitchen, cleaning off plates. She walked into the kitchen and over to the sink, "excuse me" she said, unsure of what to say to the man, she didn't even know his name after all. The man whirled around, holding a serving spoon over his head, like he was going to whack her with it. He blinked when he saw it was her. "What?" he asked gruffly. "Uhm… is there anything to eat?" He blinked down at her then turned and walked over to a counter, grabbing a bowl and spoon. He then walked over to a pot on the stove and scooped some oatmeal into the bowl. "'Ere" he said gruffly, handing her the bowl. "Thanks, I'm Foalan by the way." She said. "I'm Joseph, call me Joe." He responded. "Ok." She said giving him a small smile; she might as well make an effort to gain SOME social skills. She walked into the galley to eat her food. She blinked when she saw Penguin and Sachi walk in, talking loudly. "Hey Joe!" Sachi called, "Could we get some food?!" he yelled. Foalan's eyes widened as she saw the serving spoon fly through the air and hit Sachi in the head, before flying back to Joe. "Shut up, yer too loud." Joe said. After Sachi and Penguin got there food, they turned around and saw her for the first time. She could see them blink nervously.

They tentatively made their way over to her and sat down across from her. "Hi." Penguin said awkwardly. "Hi." She mumbled back. The silence went on before Foalan spoke up again. "Sorry for trying to kill you." She said awkwardly. "It's ok" they said. More silence. Then they looked at the doorway to see Bryan walk in with a scowl and mumbling darkly under his breath. "What's with him, he isn't that nice." Foalan said. "Oh Bryan, he's ok once you get to know him, I just don't think he trusts you right now." Sachi said. "Yeah, maybe when you acknowledge yourself as a true crew member he'll be nicer." Penguin added. Foalan just nodded and got up to put her bowl in the sink.

Foalan was on deck, staring out at the vast ocean. She couldn't help but sigh. She knew she still had about 1 ½ weeks left until they reached land. 'What am I gonna do for that long on a yellow god damn submarine!' Foalan thought with a scowl. "I wish I could fly, but no I had to go and get myself shot." Foalan mumbled darkly under her breath.