Chapter 7
THIRD POV
Riko was happy yet unwanted memories invaded her mind. Memories or the reality she had lived for 14 years. The reality that sometimes the person next to you would leave with white coated men and never come back. Or if they were truly unlucky they did come back. When they did come back their minds wouldn't focus, sometimes they had scars on them. Once a boy no older than 6 had come back missing an arm. Riko couldn't remember exactly what he looked like or what his name was, only that he had smiled a lot and his eyes had been the deepest blue you've ever seen. When he came back, he didn't smile anymore and his deep-sea eyes didn't sparkle like they used too. Instead they were dim and at times they would go away.
She was snapped out of her sad thoughts by Riley tightly gripping her hand. Riko turned, shocked, towards Riley. Riley gave her an encouraging and sympathetic smile, like she knew what Riko had been thinking of. Right then and there Riko knew that she had made the right decision. Riko would start over with Riley. She would forget their less than graceful past and continue onwards into the future. All with a new sister and friend by her side.
WITH UNKNOWN
The scarlet haired boy had finally reached his destination. Sadly he was not in the greatest of moods.
He was soaked. After that first wave others had happily obliged to follow suit.
He was tired. Because the torture instrument called 'the ocean' he hadn't been able to fall asleep on his raft.
He wanted to kill something. The combination of the before mentioned annoyances had only raised his anger level.
When he got angry his emotions tended to get out of control. This usually resulted in someones immediate death. But since on the stretch of beach he had docked at had no people or even animals present, with great effort he suppressed his blood lust and striped out of his tight black v-neck shirt and threw it unceremoniously onto the beached raft. If there had been people or even anything with eyes on the beach the soaked shirt would have remained on his person. He would never admit it out loud but the scar shaped like a six on his right shoulder-blade was a source of shame and embarrassment. It marked him as property of someone else. Proof that he would never have free will.
He continued removing the dreaded articles of clothing, yanking off his brown Timberland's (not bothering to untie them) and then falling flat on his butt as he tried to peel off his gray skinny jeans. Once he was left in nothing but a pair of white boxers with hearts on them he ran his long fingers through his still wet hair. He then stood up and casually walked over to a spot shaded by a tree, as if he weren't only wearing boxers. He then turned in a circle once, twice, three times before settling down on the cool sand. As he drifted off to a peaceful sleep and began to snore lightly, if anyone had been around they would have sworn that his snores sounded unnaturally like purrs.
WITH RILEY
Riley could tell that Riko was remembering things from her past and she knew how painful that could be. So she gripped Rikos hand and smiled at her. The Lost should share each others pain and help each other through it. Riley was about to say some wise words, most likely having to do with tic-tac-toe her new favorite game, when Usopp slammed his fist into Slappy's (Klahadore's) face.
WITH UNKNOWN
The boy would have continued to sleep but a bigger than average bear decided it would be wise to attack him. The bear was poorly mistaken. As the bear roared quite terrifyingly at him, he sat up and blinked sleepily. His fisted hand rubbed his left eye.
"I wanted to sleep some more."
He yawned and ignored the bear when it roared once again at him. Instead he stood up and walked calmly to his raft, all the while hiding his shoulder-blade. He gently touched his shirt and when his hand came away dry and undisturbed he gave a brief smile. It didn't reach his eyes. He slipped the shirt over his now dry head.
All the while the bear sat, dumbfounded, at the strange boy who acted like a bear wasn't five feet away from him. The bear looked himself over, was he not scary anymore? As the bear had a mid-life crisis, the scarlet haired boy had slipped on his skinny jeans and right shoe. He struggled with the left one for a least 10 minuets.
"It...just...won't...fit!"
He gave up and looked sourly at his left shoe.
"There is only one option left..."
He trailed off and heaved a heavy sigh. He gently gripped the end of one shoe lace and tugged. The shoe became untied and he slipped it much easier over his socked foot. Oddly enough though when he stood up he left his shoe untied. The bear had finally resolved his internal conflict and decided that he was scary. This kid was just crazy. He marched over to where the boy was staring at his untied shoe and swiped a clawed paw at him. The boy swiftly dodged the paw without looking up and once he was a semi-safe distance away he glared at the bear from under his bangs.
His soft amber eyes had turned deadly again. A dagger appeared out of thin air and landed soundlessly into the boy's hand. The bears eyes grew wide and he started to rethink his decision about attacking this strange red-haired child. The boy didn't bat an eye as he raced towards the slowly backing away bear. His face didn't even twitch when the bears blood splattered across the beach but seemed to magically miss him. A single drop landed on his face and he brought his hand up to meet it. The crimson droplet contrasted greatly with his pale finger. He slipped one elegant tip of his tongue out and licked the droplet. A small smile graced his lips once more.
"Now I'm ready to guide those Lost..."
WITH USOPP
That stupid butler just kept talking. He didn't end with insulting Usopp, he continued until the name of pirates and Usopp's father was tarnished. When the butler had insulted Usopp's dad, it had been the last straw. He had launched himself across the polished green yard and slammed his fist into the pale elongated face of Klahadore. He distantly heard the gasp of shock Kaya let out. For perhaps the first time in his life he didn't care what Kaya thought. He also dimly noted that Nami had a shocked look on her face while Luffy looked angry and Zoro was his usual impossible to read self. From his position he couldn't see the three young boys and he couldn't even imagine Riko and Riley's faces. In truth he didn't care what Cale looked like. Everything seemed to go into slow motion as he felt the unfamiliar soreness spread across his fist. Even though he had punched correctly the pain had not vanished completely. As he landed on his feet and Klahadore smashed ungracefully onto the ground, a satisfied smile graced his lips.
"Barbarians. All of them."
Klahadores word stung simply because of the look they brought forth on Kaya's face. Usopp was back to his senses and he very much cared about what Kaya thought. His smile fell and he grabbed Riko and Riley's hands before running off. He trusted the boys to be able to take care off themselves.
DISCLAIMER: I don't own One Piece, Riko belongs to Crazydoglover
AN: You learned more about UNKNOWN and we finnaly got back into the plot of One Piece. It took forever to introduce the characters and set everything up for future chapters...phew. Leave a review or PM your thoughts on UNKNOWN. Thanks for supporting RDOP so far! (Riley's Dream: One Piece, pronounced: Er-dope)
This chapter has been completely re-written as of 1-18-13.
