Kanon Wakeshima

Luffy-Crew

Still Doll

The ocean that was once his home and treasure was now tainted. White crested waves rolled in, their color was painted with blood. This was never supposed to happen. As captain he vowed to never let this happen and yet, with a well placed sneak attack, it did. They never had a chance; no matter their skill. An admiral, three full battalions, as well as the cover of night destroyed all of his dreams. No one can become the pirate king on their own.

"My heart is torn

And bleeding

I mend it

But my memories

Peirce the openings…"

The battle had been fierce but their condition before hand had been their true undoing. During the attack Luffy's crew had been suffering from dehydration and starvation. Food supplies had been gone for over a week. To add to that the Thousand Sunny was still damaged from the massive storm that swept away their supplies. Even so they hadn't gone down without a fight.

Almost all of the navy men had been taken care of within the first hour of battle. They could have won, too, if it hadn't been for that admiral. No one knew who he was but the power he commanded was devastating. When the man boarded the ship it was all over. Brook was the first to fall.

There was no time to mourn.

Long black tendrils had spiked from the man's being and literally tore the soul from the skeleton's body. By the time the bones had hit the ground the tendrils found another victim.

There was no time to react.

The black wisps had wound their way around Chopper's core and ripped him inside out. Blood and organs poured out on the deck.

There was no time to scream.

Black made its way around orange and beheaded Nami with a sharp snap. Her body hit the floor.

There was no time to think.

Arms met whips as Robin's spine was ripped out and her body was tossed into the sea.

There was no plan.

There was no hope.

A gun and a hand went up but there was no way. The Whips reduced Usopp to chunks in seconds as Frankie's heart exploded from his chest.

There was no silver lining.

Blond turned red as the black picked Sanji up and threw him through the deck. You could hear every bone break.

There was no time to breathe.

A flash of steel emerged as the tendrils ran Zoro through with his own swords. Others came to fallow and the first mate died looking like a giant pincushion.

There was no chance for dreams.

The blood was everywhere. The death was everywhere. Luffy lost everything. He failed them. The shadow man stepped over the bodies of his crew mates and threw the young captain into the sea. As Monkey D. Luffy floated down the ghosts of those who followed him, cried out.

This was the end of everything.

"Still you still do not answer me."

It wasn't supposed to happen like this…