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Taste of bittersweet Disaster
-A One Piece fan fiction
By Pernille T. Boldemann
Alias
Crystal Blue Fox
Please don't do anything reckless
I think that I have woken up now.
Stop, don't go to him!
Don't do it!
Wait for us and we'll stand by your side,
In the fight against him.
Please stop, Sanji…
I'm sorry… I'm so sorry…
Oh god, I wish I could just tell you this,
Come on, move lips! Move to form those words I want to say!
I'm coming, so, please wait!
25. Chapter
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Walking into the arms of Death
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Sanji jumped back, almost fell, as he tried to get a good distance away from the monster. Hunter only chuckled as the blond suddenly targeted at him with fire burning in his visible eye, and threw a kick towards his head. But the tiger-man grabbed it as if it was nothing and pushed the foot away. Not even a second later Sanji used the man's power that pushed his foot away to twist around and connect his other foot with full force to the freaks head. Hunter was taken by surprise, not expecting the kid to be this strong, and smashed into the wall beside him.
The blond knew that waiting for the other to get up again would be deadly, so with fury burning in his blood he targeted at him again. The anger seemed to numb the pain he was in the moment, as he dropped down on both of his hands and threw himself up to a killing windmill-kick that crushed the wall behind the freak as his feet connected multiple times to that fucking head. Hunter was stuck in the wall and Sanji didn't waste any time to keep on attacking him, one deadly kick after another served to the freak's head, chest, shoulders and legs, as to make him as immobile as possible.
Sanji stood panting as he watched the wall crumble down over the still form that he had kicked to a pulp. He straightened his back and wobbled a little, every muscle in his body felt like it was on fire. His left arm trembled and prickled like insane and literally was cramping from using it too much. Every spasm move his hand or arm did, hurt like a bitch. Fuck! Perhaps he overdid it just a little. He tried to lift it, but it defiantly wouldn't move now, it just hanged there like dead, but the painful cramp-attack was the only one that told him that it was still there, but no longer functional.
He felt dizzy, he felt a bit sick, his arm hurt and the wound in his thigh began to throb like mad, but even so he pulled a satisfied smile as he looked at the boneless body before him. But his smile dropped fast as he heard a deep, rumbling laughter that came from what was supposed to be the half-dead creature. He felt his blood freeze as bricks moved, the laugher increased and the body of his opponent stood up in the dusty cloud that rose around them with nothing but a scratch on his cheek.
"You really think that I am that easy to break, Sanji?" Hunter chuckled, a mocking chuckle and looked down at the blond as if he had just made a fool out of himself. Sanji growled and with a war cry he attacked him again, but this time the pain hindered him in making a full-hearted kick, and Hunter grabbed his leg easily.
"LET THE HELL GO OF ME, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" the chef roared out as the tall tiger-man pulled him further up so he was dangling from his leg upside-down, and kicked out to hit his head. But Hunter just grabbed it and twisted the foot. Sanji screamed out loud as he felt the pressure getting closer to almost breaking his foot, but still kept on fighting to get free.
"No, don't worry," purred the tiger-man, and held now both feet in one hand –the blond gasped in relief when nothing more happened to his foot, but even so kept on fighting for his freedom. "I don't want to break your delicate foot just ye-" a punch to his abdomen stopped him from talking and he glared down at the kid, who glared even angrier back at him, promising a slow and painful death. Hunter only chuckled as he felt nothing of the hit. "Marvellous how you have recovered so fast, my little toy~," Sanji froze for a moment when hearing the nickname, but then with a growl slammed his right fist harder into the abdomen again and again and again, and for each time Hunter laughed at him, the angrier he grew and the harder he hit. He normally wouldn't use his fist, but when dealing with such a piece of shit, he didn't care at all. "You're even feistier than the first time we met," Sanji's eyes burned in hatred and he began to feel his fist start throbbing from all the hits "I wonder~"
"LET. GO!" The blond had come close enough to the bastard's body so his nose almost touched him, and grabbed the man's shirt and bit hard down in the arm. Hunter let out a loud yelp and tried to get him off, but Sanji refused and kept biting harder until he could taste blood.
"If it's that way you want to play," Hunter growled and planted his big sharp teeth into the blonds' leg and bit hard down. Sanji couldn't stop screaming, and as soon as he released the arm, Hunter released him too and threw him hard down in the floor, as if he tried to kill a fish after catching it. The second time he threw him out on the other corridor, so the blond skidded a few meter more along it.
Sanji coughed as he tried to get up, his head was pounding like mad again and his heart was beating like crazy. Now even his right hand began to tremble, he breathed faster and his heart beat faster and louder for every time he breathed. He glared over his shoulder, glared at the one who was at fault in his pathetic reactions. Hunter chuckled deeply and crouched slowly down, his eyes constantly on the blond teen, and suddenly, without warning, he jumped forward like an animal attacking a helpless prey. Sanji tried to scramble away, but he knew that he wouldn't be fast enough and instead hurried to put his hand inside of his jacket, hand trembling even more the closer he could hear the tiger-man come closer towards him, and pulled the gun. Hunter stopped immediately as the weapon was pointed directly at him, just barely touching his temple. He growled and he felt the pressure of the gun to his head increase. He waited… but nothing happened.
He waited just a bit more… but still, nothing happened at all.
He looked from the barrel of the gun which, slowly, was starting to tremble, and into the kid's frightened blue eye, and smirked at not only the sight of fear, but of the heavy smell of it too.
Mmmm~, so tempting, so… delicious!
"Not gonna pull the trigger, Sanji?" he teased in a purring voice. The blond glared up at him and grabbed tighter at his gun.
"F-fuck you, you bastard!" 'Shoot! Shoot! Why don't I shoot him? Stop the hell with shaking so much, you bloody fucking hand! Just PULL THE BLOODY TRIGGER ALREADY!' Sanji gritted his teeth and tried to lay more pressure on the trigger, but it was like his finger had frozen to ice, and none of his other fingers wanted to move up to 'help it'.
Suddenly with a swift slap with his oversized hand, the gun flew out of the teen's hand and slid down along the long corridor. Sanji's black pupil went smaller for a second, and then threw himself towards the gun that skidded further and further away from him. No, he needed the gun! It was his only hope to kill that bastard. He was shaking too much to even stand; his left arm and leg were completely useless and hurt like hell too, but still he tried to pull himself closer to his only hope.
'Stop moving further away, you shitty gun!'
A deep blood-freezing long growl echoed in the whole corridor, and the next thing he knew he was slammed down to the ground by the sudden heavy weight on his back, and let out a "Ouf!". He was about to turn his head, but suddenly felt large wet tongue on his neck and licked its way up to his ear. Sanji froze like had he been shot in his heart instead.
"I've missed to play with you for so long~," he purred into the teen's ear and licked it again; the taste of cold sweat and fear was so delicious. His deep purr sent shiver down along his back. "I can't wait to 'play' with you again, my dearest little fuck-doll!"
Sanji gasped and widened his eyes, not only by the horrible nickname… but also by the growing inhumanly large bulge in the others pants he felt rubbing up and down at his ass. He felt he swallowed his own voice and paled so much that he felt lightheaded and dizzy.
"But… I won't pleasure you just yet," he ensured him and licked his neck again, loving the taste of fear so much that it made him even harder "first of all I want to play a little with you, then I will drink your screams of pain as if it was juice in my mouth. I wanna taste you, drink your blood, I wanna shred your skin and eat your flesh," Sanji shivered even more by the mention of the words and gulped as he, trembling, tried to pull away. But it was useless, the weight on his back was too heavy. Hunter leaned fully down to his head so he was whispering into the blonds' one ear "I wanna fuck you, raw and dry, I want to fuck you oh so hard till you'll scream my name, and then I'll fuck you even more till you'll go all limp in my arms, and then," he breathed hard into his ear as he rubbed his bulge into the young man's small and tight ass, "then I'll let you watch while I'm having my fun with that boyfriend of yours… or should I rather say ex-lover?" he chuckled darkly. "Oh yes, you do remember what I told you, the first time we met, hmm?" Sanji tried to move his head to look up at the tiger-man behind him.
"Y-you…!" he stuttered, but didn't sound as angry as he wanted to sound like. Hunter laughed.
"I want to taste the blood of the Roronoa, the man who has so much power, who is so strong, the man who has fucked with my little pet. I want to break that Bravado he has, I want to destroy him completely, make him into a wreck,"
"Tch!" this time it was Sanji's turn to laugh coldly. "The moss-head don't break that easily, y-you fucker. H-he don't k-know any pain,"
"I know~," the man on top of him purred again "but there's other… ways to break a man such as Roronoa," even so that the blond couldn't see it, he could literally sense or feel him pull one of his sick perverted psychopathic smiles of his. "I'll let you watch him die slowly, Sanji~… I'll let you live enough to watch him go insane, and I will let him watch you get killed slowly. I will let him drink your blood, taste your flesh; I will force him to swallow it all. And then, just before you'll die completely, I will rip his head off, and let that be your last sight of life~!"
Sanji didn't breathe for a very long moment as he took in all the words, and as they finally settled and gave meaning, when he understood what they meant, he panicked. His heart beat even faster, his fingers turned icy cold, and he no longer could control his fear. He couldn't control his mind from stopping believing in those words. He couldn't stop those whimpering sounds leaving his mouth, and he couldn't stop the tears which were slowly making their way down his cheek. Knowing his short future, wasn't the only thing that scared him… but also the thing that when Zoro would come, he would get treated the same horrible way as he had been. "N-no… p-please…! Leave him a-alone…!" 'Pills! I need my pills to get control of my fear again! Ah! My heart… it hurts…!'
Hunter only laughed at him and he dug his now sharp nails into the back of the blond. Sanji hissed and had a horrible idea of what he had transformed into just now. The sudden heavier weight and the deep animal growl ensured him that his horrible guess was right. As he dared to look fully over his shoulder, he looked into the eyes of a full-grown hungry tiger.
Let the game begin-!
-TOBD- TOBD- TOBD—
Heavy black boots landed with a loud thump on the green grass, as soon as the bow kissed the coral reef surrounding Half Moon Island.
"ZORO!" Luffy called after his first mate, who had climbed the mast and already jumped off the ship and was now running away from them. He looked up at the tall cliff wall and saw grass cover the top of it; the wall was just as high as one of the masts of this ship was. "ZOOROO!" he called again and climbed the mast too.
"No, Luffy! Now you stay put, and not gonna run recklessly into the arms of our enemy!" scolded Nami and grabbed his green vest, before he could run off as well. "We need to make a plan here!"
"But Nami! Hunter's hurting Sanji again!" he said angrily, and this expression shocked them all.
"Luffy? Don't you trust on Sanji's skill? He's not that weak again, though," tried Usopp and gave him an encouraging smile, but his smile soon faltered by the hard look in his captain's eyes.
"I know that Sanji's strong, and I trust in his strength… but Hunter is a cheater and will use any dirty tricks he can figure out, him I don't trust at all."
"But Luffy,"
"I DON'T WANNA FIND SANJI IN THE SAME CONDITION, LIKE LAST TIME, NAMI!"
Nami opened her mouth, but no words came out, then she dropped her head. It was too much to see that hurt look in her captain's eyes. As no one answered him back, not even looked at him, beside Robin and Oliver who understood him pretty well, even Nicki nodded in understanding, he too grabbed the mast high above them all, and catapulted himself to the ground above them.
The captain's words where final, and the others couldn't do anything else other than throwing worried glances among each other, before they decided of who should stay back on the ship to protect it and to watch over Zoreo. He tried constantly to get out of his sickbay to stop his friends from following the others "You don't have anything to do with him," he had said to both Nicki, Oliver and Pernilla, back then the first time the discussed about the danger before them, "leave him. This is not your fight!"
"He hurt you, William," Oliver had murmured back then when they spoke about it, "that alone is enough to take revenge. He almost killed you,"
"But then he also humiliated us, used us like his puppets," Pernilla had said.
"None of your shit that you're spouting out will stop us, fish-head; you know it, because you would have been just the same, if you could walk right now," there had been no more to discuss about. When their captain wasn't there, it was Oliver's words that were final, and he could do nothing to stop them, other than to lie still in his sickbay and listen to them as they now spoke about who should stay and who should leave. He didn't hear the names of his friends to stay back, he never heard them mutter a word, only silently agreeing, and then leaving following after this crew's captain and first mate's trail. This was reckless, but they didn't have any other possibilities to chose, he knew it, and they knew it.
He sighed and closed his eyes.
They had to save this Sanji, before it was all too late.
When Hunter first got started to 'play' with his prey, he often couldn't stop himself from just killing them faster than expected.
The man loved to see blood, to taste it, to eat the flesh from human bones.
…the freak was a psychopath who needed to be stopped… now!
"Fuck! If only I could fight along with them now…!"
-TOBD- TOBD- TOBD—
"Hah-hah-hah-hah gasp! Hah! Ha! Hah-hah-!"
He turned a corner, almost stumbled in the process. The muscles in his legs felt like they were burning up, he almost couldn't run much longer, not in this speed. For how long had he been running now? "Hah!" he panted hard, but felt hope once again bubble up inside of him, as he once again caught sight of a door 'This must be it!' he reached out for the doorknob and grabbed it and slammed the door open.
It was the door to freedom all right…
But from the door and down to the next step… there was at least fifty metres in between! If he hadn't grabbed hold at the doorframe, one leg swinging out in the air for a moment as the wind almost slammed him back, his life would have ended as a big red pool among the sharp rocks and the angry ocean there roared underneath him, as its deadly waves rumbled against the tall cliff wall. He hurried to close the door and leaned panting against the wall.
Fuck! That was close!
He swallowed to wet his dry throat. His heart was hammering like mad inside of his chest, so hard that it literally hurt. He gasped and grabbed the banister behind him in a tight grasp. The knuckles of his right hand turned all white. He was shaking, shaking like a leaf being blown back and forth in the mighty wind who knew no mercy, and the worst thing was; he couldn't stop himself from shaking so much!
A loud growl echoed down the corridor and the blond froze. Visible eye wide he dared to turn his head in the direction of 'that' sound. He almost didn't dare to breathe, in fear of getting heard and being found… again!
This was not a part of the plan; running around like a head-less chicken, waiting for the big bad farmer to catch it, let it die of blood loss, cook it and then eat it. He cursed at himself and pushed away from the wall, he swayed a little, almost fell. Damn his legs hurt like hell by now!
He ran. Ran as fast as he could, away from the sound, away from the psychopath -he had to warn the others not to come! It was enough with only him… but the others had to escape while they had the possibility to do so.
He ran to another door… but it wouldn't open. He kicked at it, clenching his teeth hard together because the wound in his left thigh hurt, but it wouldn't bulge. "Come on-! Open d-damn it!" he cursed and kicked it again; still no effect. Cursing out loud he tried the next door, then the next door, and the next door… it was the same with those too, and he couldn't even kick them open, as if it was a massive wall of hard iron he was trying to kick a hole through. When he went to the next door he was already limping, but he didn't care.
The next door opened as he ripped it open… but it only lead him to another long corridor with more doors. "No… no fucking shit!" he slammed his fist to the wall and almost broke his own hand in the process, he cursed at that too and held his now wounded hand in the crook of his left arm. "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK!"
He didn't get this any longer. Wasn't this a freaking hotel for just a moment ago? He didn't remember seeing so many doors before, that led to so many other corridors with many more doors in them.
It was like a mad nightmare; you're trying to get out, but no matter which door you chose, you'll just get to another corridor with many other doors in it. It was like a long freaking labyrinth, only that there was no way out of this. These kind of dreams normally ended with suddenly waking up, bathed in sweat… but you had never reached the exit in your dream… and this was no freaking dream you could wake up from to get out of it.
He looked around, but he could see no one in the near… and the door before him felt like pulling him inside its new room full with long corridors and hundreds of new doors. He twisted his neck in the other direction as he thought he heard something, a chuckle, but winced and grabbed his now throbbing neck. As he pulled his hand back, it was full of blood. 'What the hell?' he touched his neck again, and again he felt the wetness right under the line of his hair and saw blood again on his hand as he pulled it back.
What the hell was going on here?
He moved his hand back up, moved his fingers around to try and find a wound where the blood could come from… but there were none. Then a weird feeling told him to try and taste it, disgusted with himself he did this… but it didn't taste of anything at all other than of sweat.
Suddenly something dwelled on him. The front door, there was something wrong with it. The moment he stepped through it, he remembered that he was bombarded with a weird smell, and right after that the one gunner after the other attacked him. He was so furious back then that he didn't realise that many of those he kicked to a pulp didn't even move a muscle, as had they been out of stones… stones… weird smell… 'Oh shit!' he tried to taste the blood on his wounded arm, and he wriggled his nose in distaste by the all too familiar taste of iron; blood! Then he moved his hand up to the back of his neck and tried to taste the blood there again… but he only tasted sweat again.
He got it now… all the pieces in the puzzle now fell down to their rightful places, and he could now see what was really going on here. He hadn't been fighting fifty men, he hadn't killed seven gunners… and he wasn't really running head- less around in a big labyrinth of nightmare… no… he was still at the hotel, where, he didn't know, he couldn't see…
Because the weird smell at the front door...
Had been nothing else other than gas!
He was running around himself, in circles all around the bloody hotel, never been able to find the exit… because he was gassed with hallucinating poison-gas!
Oh fuck!
A growl in the near told him that he was no longer alone… and for how long hadn't he been that? They must have all laughed their asses off, while he had run around like a crazy, kicked and attacked men, stone pillars and god knows what, and in the same time been an easy target for them.
"You figured out my little game already, Saanjii~?" Sanji swallowed as he heard Hunter's voice whisper into his ear. He let out a cry as he suddenly was slammed into the wall before him and something heavy and muscled pressed against his back.
'So… the door before me wasn't a door anyway?' a flighty thought suddenly told him, and he clenched his teeth hard together as he felt a wet tongue lick the sweat away from his neck. His vision was clearing alright, he could see less doors around him now… but it was still not enough to be able to see Hunter just yet.
For him, Hunter was still invincible.
'Hello there Thriller Bark Two,'
A rumbling sound shook through his whole body as Hunter hummed deeply and pressed himself closer to him as he struggled to get free. Both of his hands were held above his head and were trapped under one large strong hand. He fought to get free, but froze the moment he felt Hunter's rock-hard bulge rubbing against his own small ass.
"I want to hear you scream now, Saanjii…" Hunter whispered into his ear and licked his lips as if he was about to eat something delicious. Sanji's heart was beating faster than before… if it even was possible. He tried to kick back, but hit nothing but air and instead his legs was forced to each side and he was pressed even more against the wall, so hard that it was painful. "I want to fuck you raw and bloody… my little fuck-doll!"
Sanji stopped breathing and widened his visible eye. 'No… god no… please… not again…!' He cried out loud as he felt a large hand grab his crotch in a tight grasp and squeezed it hard. Then suddenly his pants were ripped off, pieces of it hanging like shreds from his waist, just barely held up by his belt. "LET THE HELL GO OFF ME, YOU FUCKING BASTARD!" the blond roared and struggled again to get free of his hold. But Hunter only chuckled at him, and he heard a belt being loosened. He struggled even more, yelled at him even more; he was damn hell not gonna let him have an easy time with him, that was for sure! Teeth sunk into the soft flesh of his neck, Sanji gasped but gritted his teeth hard together, growling just a little as the sharp teeth in his shoulder sunk deeper. A tongue licked the blood away that ran down from the new wound, and send shivers through the teen's body.
But Hunter wasn't satisfied. He wanted to hear the teen's voice… he loved to hear it, both its foul-mouthed words and its horrified screams. Yes, he wanted to hear him scream, wanted to hear his cry of pain, his begging to stop, and he wanted to taste the tears rolling down his cheeks, drink his blood, and slowly eat small pieces of his delicious soft flesh.
His mouth watered just by the thought of it, and he had to lick it away for not to spill it down on the sweet blond.
Let the feast begin!
He forced his large cock into the small tight ass, felt the skin break and start bleeding and he drank in the sweet tones of Sanji's wonderful painful loud scream.
Oh yes, this was just what he had missed for so long.
'Sanji. Your body and soul is mine… forever…!'
-TOBD- TOBD- TOBD—
Zoro ran as fast as he could. He slapped a branch to the side, jumped over a long twisted root, and almost fell as his foot rammed into a large stone which lay in front of his path. He stumbled a little and cursed under his breath. Not that much at the stone he hit, it was more at himself that he was cursing at.
Fuck him and his stupid weakness! He couldn't believe that he had let a fucking little poison take over his whole mind and body and thoughts. How stupid could you be, to listen to a thought you knew wasn't your own, and then do as it told you? How could you be so bloody weak to let some fluid control your every soul and mind, every time he looked at him?
"I was the one who gave you that poison," said Pernilla, ashamed of what she had done. Zoro only blinked at her. "I… You woke up when I was about to give it to you, but I forced you to lie still and… and then…" she grabbed her hair in frustration and growled. "Fuck! Why did I ever do that? Oliver told 'no' to him, and then I-"
Zoro panted as he ran, pushed another branch to the side, ducked under another one as he thought about what had happened earlier that day.
"What?" Nami blinked, she couldn't believe of what she just had heard, even Franky gave him that look. Zoro swallowed to wet his dry throat. He forced himself to look up at them all; both Luffy and Robin looked worriedly at him, knowing that what he had just done was a very dangerous thing, Usopp looked like one who had just gotten a heart-attack, Chopper didn't have any other reaction other than just blinking and Brook… well hell, it was hard to tell, he didn't even have eyes in those holes, so he couldn't tell, other than that his jaw was hanging a little.
Zoro shifted nervously on his feet. He took a shaky deep breath, but still kept his eyes on his shocked friends, waiting for the judgement to fall now. "There you have it," he now said, and took another deep breath, "that's how thing is,"
"For… a whole month already?" asked Nami. Zoro sighed.
"Yes,"
"Dude," said Franky, and didn't know what else to say.
"I… I know that you think it's gross and such,"
"Wai-"
"two men being together like that," He saw Usopp scrunched his nose, and knew what that meant; if only one of them didn't feel comfortable about this… there was only one solution left. "I will leave this ship as soon as possible, captain," he now said, shaken, but determined. Luffy's eyes widened in horror and he wanted to say something, but Zoro was faster to speak. "Sanji doesn't deserve to be thrown out… I was the one to press him," he almost lost control of his own feelings as he said this, knowing that this would be the last time he would be speaking with his now ex-shipmates. He tightened his fists so hard that his knuckles turned all white. "He didn't want to… but I, I pressed him into it, because I loved him." he furrowed his brows and shook his head.
The deck was so silent that he even could hear his own heart beat faster inside of his boiling painful chest.
"Wait, Zoro," hurried Nami, trying to grasp all that she had heard "no one ever told about you leaving this ship. I, well… guys?" She looked pleadingly at the others; for the first time ever, she didn't know what to say… and neither did the others.
"Y-you… and Sanji…?"dared Usopp finally to say, still completely shaken about this.
"Yes,"
"…"
"Yeah… I know, longnose, I'm a bloody faggot, so don't look like that at me,"
"Like what?" he said, not getting what the swordsman was meaning "I just can't believe this!"
"Me neither," whispered Nami, shaking her head. Zoro's hands were so tight that he even could feel his nail almost breaking through his skin in his palm. He looked up at his captain and the raven woman, who both looked like they wanted to protest about this. Both of them had feared this day where the truth of Zoro's and Sanji's relationship would come out, but the swordsman beat them to it not to say anything with a glare. But knowing Luffy, he didn't care and opened his mouth once again to say something, brows furrowed in anger, but this time Franky was faster.
"Wow, dude!"
"Yeah," said Usopp, "I mean; Sanji? For real? The Sanji who's melting as soon as he's seeing a gorgeous woman? Sanji who's as straight as an arrow?"
'W-what?' Zoro couldn't believe what he was hearing… it was too good to be true. Did they… did they really accept them? Brook's hearty outburst of laugher confirmed that he was right and even Nami began to smile.
"To think that I didn't even realise it... I mean, you both acted so normal together!" she said. Luffy's broad smile became visible and he chuckled, relieved about his friends reaction. Even Robin let out a relived breath and smiled her own little smile.
"That is just so cool!" Chopper finally burst out, and even the kid's big brown eyes were gleaming.
Even though that Zoro was glad to hear this… he still couldn't believe that his friends were taking this kind of information this lightly.
"You do know that I'm serious about this, right? I mean, we… we're g-"
"Wow, cool down bro," said Franky as he suddenly stood right beside him, and wrapped a large arm around his shoulder and pulled him into a half-like friendly hug "it's just something that we have to swallow at first. But congratz for turning cook-bro away from women," he lowered his head so his mouth was at the same level with the swordsman's ear, and whispered to him; "that'll mean that I have better chances to bake at a certain raven." Zoro widened his eyes and almost snapped his neck, when he turned his head to look up on the gigantic grinning man. What the hell? Was Franky warm on Robin?
Zoro finally smirked as he felt a stone fall off from his heart. "Ya know, I don't think me being with him, ever will stop the love-struck-idiot from beaming around women,"
Franky actually cursed a little about this.
"T-tell me, y-you guys haven't… you know," started Usopp nervously, and pointed towards the kitchen with his thumb, "done 'it'… in there?" Finally feeling acceptance about their relationship, Zoro thought that teasing the freaked out marksman a little wouldn't hurt.
"Wow Usopp, you mean like on the table and in your main factory? Well, then I would say that your hammock was much better," and as he had thought, all the longnose's colours drained out of his face, and he almost fainted.
"My… MY BELOVED MAIN FACTORY? MY… MY HAMMOCK?" processing this, he finally fainted, and all the others, including Zoro himself, started laughing at him. Chopper came up to him and pulled at his pants. The swordsman looked down and met two big worried eyes.
"Zoro, did you really…? It actually can hurt your backs if you… you know… not using a bed instead."
"Hehe, no Chopper, I was kidding, we didn't do it there,"
"Not 'there', where the hell el –oohhh!" said Franky, understanding it all now and pulled a perverted grin "So that was why it took you so long to bath, after you got Luffy under the shower." Seeing his face suddenly turned all red, the cyborg laughed out loud and clapped him hard on his back, literally making the swordsman stumble and almost falling. "Way to go, bro!"
"Could we please talk about something else?" he said through gritted teeth, now getting enough of this talk and wondered that being kicked off the ship would have been better than this. He heard Usopp cry silently about 'my virgin ears' or something like that, while the others came with the one question after the other, suddenly forgetting about the three new people on the ship now coming out of the infirmary to see what was going on outside. And Zoro wanted to hide himself in a corner when Franky's outburst of a question about how it felt like to do it with the cook, and what position they had tried and 'ya only done it twice?', suddenly was repeated in the mouth of the shocked blue-blond kid.
God, being kicked off the ship, suddenly sounded even more tempting for each second went by.
He pulled a smile when thinking back about his friends' acceptance about his and Sanji's relationship, and pressed himself to run even faster than before. Suddenly he dropped his smile, as he remembered that even though he would find Sanji again, it wasn't for sure that he would ever forgive him. Even though he had also told them about what he had done to the blond, hit him, almost killed him, they even accepted him. And instead of getting a fist to his head by his captain, Luffy had actually come up to him and hugged him, ensuring him that it wasn't his fault and that it was Hunter who was to blame for his actions. But even so, Zoro never forgave himself about it… and after what Pernilla said; they weren't even sure that the poison was out of his system just yet… so he didn't know how he would react the moment he would see the blond. Zoro trembled just by the thought about it, but pressed his angst back and glared at the path before him.
'Whatever! I'm not gonna get controlled again and behave like a shit-head before him again!' he swore that, never again would he ever hurt the man he loved… even if Sanji never would love him again, never would forgive him, he would do anything to protect that man… anything!
"Sanji, please –gasp-, don't let him have got to you now. If there is a god out there somewhere," he slashed through a tree that stood in his way, and pressed himself to run even faster, even so it almost was impossible, and jumped over a bush "don't let him kill him! Don't let that psychopath kill him!"
'Please stay strong! Please stay alive, Sanji! You owe me a fucking beating for what I've done to you!'
"Damn it! Where the hell is he?"
-TOBD- TOBD- TOBD—
Bloodied fingers scraped the stony wall, nails splintered and a trail of blood painted the wall before him. Sanji gritted his teeth hard together as he felt his whole body being split into two pieces, as Hunter rode him faster, rougher and harder. He wanted so much to scream, he wanted to yell at him, tell him to stop… but he didn't want to give that idiot the satisfaction to hear his voice. He swallowed hard, his throat felt like it had bound a knot around itself, and he could hardly breathe. For how long had he been doing this by now? He had even forgotten that it was this painful, and he had forgotten the stamina the tiger-man actually possessed. His eyes wetted, it hurt so damn much, his whole body, but he forced himself not to cry.
Then suddenly Hunter hit something deep inside of him, and he no longer could control his voice as white sparks of light filled his vision, and he screamed out loud, cursing himself for his weakness at the same time.
Hunter laughed at him and bit down at his neck to hear some more of his wonderful, painful screams, but Sanji bit his own tongue to stop himself from screaming again. Hunter furrowed his brows in annoyance. He wanted, no, needed to hear some more of that delicious voice of his, and thrust harder, faster and rougher into that sweet tight ass of his. But Sanji kept himself silent again, and almost bit his own tongue over in the process.
"Scream!" he commanded and slammed even harder into him, so hard that the lithe body slammed into the wall, "Cry!" Sanji shook his head, but gasped as nails dug into the flesh of his hips, and forced his eyes shut.
'I'm not gonna give you that satisfaction, you bastard!' he thought, and was suddenly turned around as the tiger-man for a second pulled out of him and was thrown to the floor, but Hunter was soon on top of him again, before he even could blink with an eye, and forced himself roughly into his ass again. Sanji clamped his one hand over his mouth to stop himself from screaming out loud, but Hunter ripped it away and held both of his arms down spread out to each of his side, and slammed faster into him, searching for that spot again.
Sanji shook his head, like telling himself 'no' to even mouth something out, but it was hard like hell not to. "Ah-AAARRRGH-!" suddenly he couldn't hold it back anymore and let out a bloodcurdling scream as nails scraped his hips and Hunter's dick hit dead on his prostate. Before, he loved it, but that was when Zoro did it with him, he was so gentle compared to this maniac.
"Lovely-!" purred the tiger-man and slammed dead on it again. Sanji screamed again and twisted and turned to get free, to get away from this pain, but his arms were captured securely under those large strong hands. He almost couldn't take it much longer, his throat hurt like hell, raw and dry from screaming so much, he could no longer control his voice, and he could no longer control those tears that trailed from his eyes and down along his cheeks.
'No, no…!' he thought, turning his head back and forth as he literally was fucked down in the floor, his back hurting like hell. He gasped and gritted his teeth, everything hurt so fucking much! He still couldn't believe how he could handle this the first time; this rough treatment and then the rest of the men taking turns on him right after.
Dou-DOON, dou-DOON, dooU-DOON-dOOU-DOONN…!
Sanji panted, listened to the sound of his heart beating like crazy inside of him. Every beat in his chest hurt, so much that he wished that it would stop for a moment to rest, and then perhaps start beating again. The sound of slapping skin echoed in the whole corridor together with his own ragged breathing -his throat felt like it was bleeding from screaming so much.
He shook his head as Hunter pulled his legs further up, pressed them down to his chest and rode deeper into him. "Stop…" he panted and gritted his teeth "Stop! FUCKING HELL STOP I- AAARRGH-!"
-TOBD- TOBD- TOBD—
He felt like a rack doll; limp and useless, as he laid there after Hunter had finished with him. He could feel blood and seed running out of his ass, the saltiness burned in his open wounds. His chest heaved slowly but deeply up and down as he tried to control his racked breathing, but it felt like he was breathing inside of a room full of fire and the fire itself slipped down into his throat and burned it for each time he took a breath. He could hear Hunter's disgusting laughter from somewhere, the gas had come out of his system for a long time ago, and as he fucked him into the floor, he could slowly see him again, his stupid grin and his maddening eyes. And now that fucker were somewhere behind him, but he didn't give a damn about that just yet. He had enough trouble to just take in deep breath of air, as he tried to slow his heartbeat which was beating so fast it hurt so bloody much inside of him. Chopper's words came to him again, and echoed in his head like a death sentence.
"It's not only you, Sanji."
He heard him say as he stared up on the white ceiling above him, chest heaving heavily up and down.
"It's all kind of people. If being put through too much angst and fear and horror on the same time for a long period, your heart can beat so fast that it feels like it will burst out… and suddenly," he looked away and spoke so quietly that Sanji had to restrain himself to hear him "…being put through too much, the heart will suddenly stop."
He was slipping in and out of consciousness, as he gasped for air, forced himself to breathe normally and forced his heart to beat normally.
"… A normal person would have died already!"
"So you say that my heart's strong? But why-?"
"Every person has their limits."
Sanji licked his dry lips and tilted his head tiredly to the one side to see where the monster had gone to, but the man was just sitting there, one leg propped up and an arm resting upon it; he hadn't even cared to put himself back in and pull his fly up.
"…Even so it's strong,"
Chopper's voice kept talking in his head.
"… it can't keep on being so. If it repeats all over again…"
He closed his eyes and growled. 'Fuck!'
After a minute or two, or how long it was, Sanji began to move. He rolled over so he lay on his stomach and pushed himself up with one arm; the other hanging uselessly beside him. Actually it had been some kind of a wonder that he hadn't bleed to death by now, but the bastard must've given him some kind of injection when he didn't notice it, to stop the bleeding. He groaned as he moved his weak body, as he crawled along the floor to get away, and gritted his teeth as Hunter just kept on watching him. How stupid he must've look like when crawling away like this. Even so that his ass felt like being split in two, and even so his back felt broken, he forced himself to move over to the wall and grab the banister to pull himself up.
'Pills!' he looked around and found his pants just a bit further away from him, and held on the banister for dear life as he moved slowly and painfully towards his pants, his saving goal. 'M'need my pills…!' he dropped down on his legs and searched his pockets for the tiny glass, but it wasn't there. He tried to touch into them all again… but there was nothing in them except for a broken cigarette and some tobacco. 'No… no! Where are they?' He looked around himself, panic starting to overcome him, and then horror took over as he found the brown glass, broken and spread all over the floor just four meters away from him. He hurried up to get over to them, falling on his way twice, and he crawl the rest of the way. His hand was shaking as he picked one pill up, and blew the glass splinters off it and even dried it off in his shirt. 'Just one… I need one!' He took it up to his mouth, but suddenly his leg was grabbed and he was yanked down, falling hard on his nose and dropped the pill.
"No. No!" he stretched his arm out to it, fought to get it free as he was pulled away from his only salvation, dragged further and further away from it and further down the corridor. He heard Hunter laugh at him, as he still stretched his arm out as to grab it, but it was already too far away from his reaching, and soon he couldn't even see them. Hunter laughed even louder.
"So, my little treatment last time threw you out to be addicted to medicine, hnn?" he said mockingly. Sanji didn't answer and just stared longingly after his pills.
'Chopper told me to take one when needed,' he thought and ignored the other's talking 'He told me to… I need one! Or else… Fuck!'
"Well, if you're so happy for medicine and drugs," the long pause brought Sanji back to reality and made him swallow the words there just had been spoken. His eyes widened, both the visible and the hidden one, as he slowly understood what the man's word told him. "Then I got some that you can try to 'taste'. GHAHAHAHA!" Sanji's nails scraped on the floor as he tried to pull away from what he knew was coming to him now, but only leaving a long bloodied trail instead of grabbing hold of something.
His heart was going wild, hammered against his chest like crazy, though it more felt like it was beating right through it. He would have screamed, but it was as if his angst had stolen his voice.
He would drug him, again, he would 'test' all his 'stuff' on him, just to enjoy the horror the blond would experience. 'God no… please…! Not again!'
DOU-DOON, DOU-DOON, BADUM, DOOU-DOON-DOOU-DOONN-BADUM-DOU-DOON…!
'What have I done?'
-TOBD- TOBD- TOBD—
"ZOOROO!"
Zoro halted as he heard the call of his captain close by , and turned around. Where the hell was he anyway? The raven stopped to catch his breath for a moment before he spoke again.
"Nami said something about a hotel," the raven told him. Zoro growled.
"Yeah I know, but could you tell me where the hell that building is then?" he wouldn't admit that he might had been running around in circles for some time now. Luffy looked like he was thinking and suddenly stretched his arms up to a branch far above them, and catapulted himself up in the air. He looked around and finally pointed at a building that was just barely visible among the sea of tall trees.
"That way!" he called down to the swordsman, as he slowly was losing high again, and held securely onto his hat so it wouldn't blow off.
"Which way?" the swordsman panted as the rubber-kid landed on his feet again beside him. Luffy stood up, hand still holding securely onto his hat, as he with the other pointed to the left for them.
"That way! He's definitely there!"
"And how can you tell that, captain?" asked Zoro and followed after his captain that ran in that direction. Luffy pulled a determined smile.
"I just know!" Period. When Luffy said that, there was nothing else to say against it, and 99.99 percent of the cases, the kid was right. Zoro sped up and overtake Luffy in no time. The younger teen sped up as well, and soon it almost looked like that they were running a race against each other… though it was more like running a race against time. Sanji had have a whole night and the whole morning to come here, it was close to evening now, so much could have happened since Sanji came to this island and till they came. The bloody island had even been closer than expected, only took a half day for the Sunny to sail to it.
Damn it all! Was Sanji okay? Had he won? Had Hunter won? Were they even still on this cursed island?
But most important of all…
Was Sanji still alive?
-TOBD- TOBD- TOBD—
The swordsman kicked the heavy double-doors in so they flew open and left a crate on the wall they smashed into. "SANJII?" called Luffy, as they both, panting, looked around in the large vestibule. There was not a living soul to be seen, and the silence hung heavily in the air together with the strong smell of something… weird. "Bwaah! Wha tha smell?" asked the raven with both hands over his nose, debating with himself whether or not to step into the smelly hotel or to jump back out into the fresh air.
Zoro furrowed his brows, but didn't answer as he stepped further into the destroyed vestibule and looked around. It had once been a fancy place, he could tell, one of those expensive places that the crew only could dream about to visit. According to Nami's financial plans, then that would be like… never.
"Blood," was his only answer as he stepped over to one of the pillars and touched the crimson coloured stuff on it, he cringed his nose at it. Dried blood. He furrowed his brows even more and looked angrily around. At the banister and on the top of the stairs he saw more of the crimson colour and ran up to it. 'Also dried…' he noted as he ran his finger over it 'what the hell has happened here? Where is he?'
"Oi, Zoro," he heard Luffy say breathlessly beside him. He sounded… shocked? Horrified? He didn't question it, and didn't have to either as he looked down at the corridor the younger teen's long shaking finger pointed at, and widened his eyes. The blood and destruction he had seen downstairs, was nothing compared to what he saw down in this corridor where the smell of something rotten drifted up to his nose.
A horrible memory of the bloodied rotten bodies he had seen back in the old apartment, returned back to him with full force, and he felt his hands suddenly go all cold and limp. His heart beat quickened, and Goosebumps already grew on his arms.
He had never wanted to admit it, but the scenes back then with the desecrated bodies, insects and cockroach crawling in and out of the dead peoples eyes and mouths, the rusty stinking water and the thick blood coming out of the pipes had scared him, and haunted him again and again, giving him endless horrible nightmares.
As his feet brought him to walk down the dark corridor, which was only being lit up by a few flickering lights, threatening to turn off their little light source like the rest of the lamps there were completely destroyed and smashed to the ground, he felt his hands start to shake even more. Cold sweat covered his brows; he didn't even hear Luffy's warning to wait a little to go down along that corridor. He didn't hear him tell him to stay back, while he himself would search through this corridor all alone. Did he know? Did the kid already know about his fear? He felt his throat go all dry, his tongue was like glued to his mouth, and his heart beat even faster and louder. He swore that Luffy almost could hear it himself.
Suddenly he stopped. He looked to the side on the door he had stopped out in front of, and suddenly all sounds disappeared, even the sound of his heart, as he moved his trembling hand up to rest it upon the doorknob. It felt so cold. He turned it, the sound of the rusty mechanical being used sounded loud in his little world of silence, and the sound of the old door creaking as it slowly opened; send shivers down along his back. The room felt so cold. He could even see a white cloud before him as he breathed out, almost as if he was he standing in the inside of a giant freezer. He took one step in. then another step. The deep clunk of his boots landing on the fine wooden floor echoed against the walls, and he even flinched from sounding too loud.
He stepped further in, what was that heavy smell? It smelled like–
Suddenly he stopped and looked horrified around in the room he had stepped into. The beautiful wallpaper of sky-blue curled flowers was ripped into pieces. The furniture were tumbled over, and completely destroyed, long white ripped curtains flapped and danced in the little wind that blew in from a half open window. Blood prints here and there coloured the walls and the floors.
But that wasn't what brought his horror to the surface… it was the pile of bodies thrown here and there. Twisted necks, ripped off limbs which were being eaten by some big fat rats. Heads were ripped off, insects, big slimy worms and cockroach and god knows what else for some kinds wandered in and out of the mouths and eyeholes, eating, gnawing on the soft flesh of the brain inside of the heads. He swore he almost could hear their little mouths chewing on the juicy flesh. He stepped back, feeling his stomach turn over, threatening to spill. His sole hit something and he looked slowly around to see what it was. A body of a woman. Her stomach was ripped open, and inside of it crawled small white maggot's, thousand and other thousand of them crawled around in her bloodied rotten stomach, and suddenly the smell hit him like a bomb had just been thrown down at him now.
He turned on his heel and ran to the door, but it was locked, he couldn't open it! He rattled in the doorknob, but it wouldn't open. He panicked and searched towards another room, but his foot slipped in the big pool of blood which had run from the big pile of bodies to collect into a little lake, and he fell hard on the floor and stared into a twisted face that looked like it was just about to scream. Its pale face had rot, in some places some insects crawled on it and gnawed in the flesh. Dirty blond hair was glued to the face, and blue empty eyes stared back at him.
Zoro screamed, for the first time ever he screamed in horror and scrambled to get up, but his feet kept on slipping in the blood and his hand landed in the middle of a ripped open bloodied stomach. The maggots sought up to his warm hand and began crawling up at it. He ripped his hand back, falling on his ass and shook and brushed the bloodthirsty insects off him.
It was like walking into one of his own nightmares once again.
Even Thriller Bark looked like an amusing park against this.
He kicked himself away, away from the bodies, away from the blood and pushed himself to the corner of the big horror-room. He turned over so he was on his hands and knees and finally broke. He vomited, again and again, until there wasn't anything more in his stomach, and then he did it once more. His body was jolting, even so that he couldn't get more out to throw up, his body spasm and jolted in the same movements a couple of more times. His arms were shaking, cold sweat literally were running down at his arms, and wetted his shirt on his back, the cold wind made him shiver.
He felt sick. He felt so sick, that he would have wished that he could die just now, or just wake up from this nightmare. He couldn't get out; he was trapped in a room with rotten bodies and hungry insects, bloodied walls and now with the smell of his own puke beside him. He tried to move, he had to move! He had to find a way out of this… but his legs just wouldn't move!
'D-damn it!' he forced himself again, but not one single muscle in his body wanted to obey him. 'Move it! Move it already! Fucking hell, I want to get the hell out of here!'
All his blood drained out of his body and he froze as he felt a cold hand touch his ankle, and his eyes flew back to look on the face of a bloodied pale kid, half of his face was ripped off.
"Help… me…!" His dry lips moved to form the restrained words, and the swordsman felt his heart stop. That voice… that voice sounded so familiar. "Help me… Zhooroo…!"
Zoro had never screamed this loud before.
"Shh! Shh! Zoro, easy,"
"LET THE HELL GO OF ME, DAMNIT!" Arms grabbed him, held tightly around him as he tried to get away, as he tried to get free.
"It's me, Zoro, wake up!" His eyes flew open and he looked frantic around, landing on the eyes of two big brown orbs. Navy blue hair fell down the child's face, as the head snuggled deeper into his neck, the arms tightened even more around him. "Shh, shh, it's okay… everything is alright now."
'…that voice… that hair… im… impossible…!'
"K…Kuina…?" he asked quietly when he had calmed down a bit. Kuina chuckled beside him, but it was a chuckle which gave him the creeps. The little marine-blue head shook.
"No…" the head turned and revealed a face where the most of the skin was either burned, rotten or melted away, "I'm not Kuina, my love…!"
"Get off! Get-off! Get-off! Get-off-me!"
"Zoro!"
"Leave me alone!"
"Zoro!"
"Zoro!"
"Zoro,"
"Zhooroo…!"
"Waaargh!"
"Zoro!" Someone shook him. He looked perplexed around, but couldn't see anything other than black shadows surrounding him.
"Get him out of this room!" another one called.
"Oh my god… what happened in here?"
'N-nami?'
He felt himself being dragged away, he kept on fighting until two hands grabbed his head and a familiar face came into his view.
"Zoro! Its me! Look at me!" Brown, almost black eyes stared directly into his own grey, black hair fell over a pale face and on top of that mess sat a familiar straw hat with a red ribbon on it. "Zoro, easy, it's me… everything's alright," But Zoro only shook his head.
"I…It's not," he said, still shaking his head and took a deep breath as to calm himself. Luffy furrowed his brows.
"I've never seen him like this before," he heard Nami whisper to the cyborg, who just shook his head in sadness.
"Sanji,"
"He's not in there," Luffy ensured him. Hell, he knew that already, it wasn't what he meant, but why the hell couldn't he just say that? And why the hell did his heart pound so fucking loud already?
"M'know," 'God, not only does I sound like a drunkard, but I can't even form any coherent words either!' he cursed at himself, the other probably heard him as they looked more confused at him. Hell, what would even happen if he ever found Sanji in such a shape? He trembled just by the mere thought of it. He couldn't even imagine it, and wouldn't either. The cook would never be that weak… but Hunter was a strong man, even stronger than Luffy if he was to believe the bounty poster. No… but then again he couldn't make himself to believe that Sanji had come out of this without any scratch.
He shook his head to clear his mind. He was still shaking, his heart still pounding so loud that it almost deafened him. His tongue felt dry and his throat rough. Damn it! He had lost it in front of the others, how embarrassing was that? Chopper was already fussing over him, examining him here and there, and didn't like either the sound of the inside of his chest going wild.
"He's right…" they suddenly hear Usopp's belated answer to Luffy's confirming words, and looked in the direction where they heard his voice. It was so faint that you could almost think that he was standing in the other end of the long corridor, which was almost not a lie though he stood in the other end that wasn't that far away from them. He stood like a statue in the dim blinking light, even the sweat on his brow they could see from this distance glisten in the light. He stood and looked at something… something that lay on the ground, or sat or whatever you could call it.
They didn't like the way the longnose slowly began to shake, like whatever he saw freaked him even more out than anything else could. Even so that it was Usopp we were talking about, this seemed unusual on him. "He's not…" he gasped a bit later, still not looking up at the others and just stared at the person before him... wait… person?
Zoro was the first to move, shaken, but hid his anxiety the best he could. He had a bad feeling about this. He didn't like the way the sharpshooter was acting, he didn't like the way he suddenly took in those sharp breaths, he didn't like the way he looked so much out of character, because when Usopp freaked out, then he freaked out, and never like this; cold, still, not shuddering, but just not able to form any coherent words… just like the way he just acted for about a minute ago.
As he was only a couple of meters away from the kid, he finally looked up at them with that haunted look of his, like had he looked into the eyes of Death himself.
"He…" he swallowed to moisten his throat and licked his dry trembling lips "he's here…!"
Zoro stopped and lost his breath. Suddenly the whole world went still, and he almost didn't hear Luffy approach him from behind, nor heard him gasp as he saw the same thing that he had seen.
Impossible!
He almost didn't dare to take a step closer towards the still form. It looked like someone had gone wild on him with claws and knives; stabbed him, ripped him, cut him in any possible ways; there were so many cuts and wounds that it was impossible to see two wounds out from one another. Blood was splattered out on the wall and on the floor, and now when he looked closer, he saw the long trail of blood down along the corridor they had come from. The blood-red handprints on the wall, smeared like it was dragged along it, belonged to this person before them. He must have run for his life when someone had gone crazy on him with that knife of theirs, and large sharp claws. Fingers were broken back, the one leg twisted in an inhumanly way, a pool of blood coloured the floor underneath the still body.
Once so soft and warm lips were blue and cold and twisted into a never ending sickened scream, a wide faded blue eye stared empty up at him and like told him the horror it had seen.
Zoro dropped to his knees and reached a shaking hand out to touch the golden bangs, which were coloured in dried flakes of blood and something else he couldn't describe. His face was pale, almost white, and so cold to touch as he ran his thumb under the one single eye where a single drop of tear still lingered.
"Sanji," he whispered, his voice full of sorrow and disbelief. He felt his lips trembling from forcing his last strength to keep himself from crying out loud.
The others had finally come up to them; stared at the silent tortured body before them, just as he and Luffy still did. Nami screamed in horror and Franky took her immediately into his arms to hide her from the rest of the sight. Even Robin looked away with a hand to her mouth.
Zoro moved his other hand up to pull the eyelids down, and forced the jaw to close without breaking any bones. He didn't have to feel for any pulse.
He clenched his shaking fists, and finally felt the tears fall, Luffy were already sobbing behind him, Usopp was still too shocked to do anything else other than stare. Nicki took Oliver into his arms and hid his head into his chest, staring in disbelief at the still form before them.
Zoro leaned over and kissed those cold, bloodied lips, the motion ripping his heart into many more pieces.
He didn't have to feel for any pulse, for it was easy to say… that Sanji already was dead!
To be continued
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AN: Oohh~ I'm so evil to end this chapter like this, am I not? *evil chuckle* Now, my dear friends, there's only three more chapters to go. Thank you once again for all your reviews –I might get killed for writing this chapter though *nervous laugh*-, and I'll –if I'm still alive though- see/hear more from you in the next chapter!
Take care everyone.
And remember to Review & Review please *^o^* that'll fire my spirit up to write some more, and to end this story with some very good and long chapter! –smiles-
Until next time~!
Answers on reviews from chapter twenty-four:
: Hehe, I know, I'm a big fan myself of angst-stories ^o^; And yes, Hunter is one big son of a bitch, who loves to make Sanji's life to hell… that psychopath!
alguien22792 : LOL! Thank you SO much! Yeah… actually they're both screwed… meant both on the one AND the other way –evil laugh- oh yes~! The worst case scenario is about to happen soon~!
tazx x x: -smiles- hope you liked it XD
Pervy Otaku: Oh-hohoho-yeeaa~he will~ get beaten… and much much more~! –sadistic laugher-
Ah well, I mentioned Zoreo earlier in this story, his full name is Zoreo L. William (European written; William L. Zoreo) so yes, his last name is actually Zoreo. And then why does they call him this? Well, because he think his first given name sounds 'weak' 'pitty' and (coming from his mouth) 'gay-ish' LOL that's why, but some of his friends just doesn't care, had he been healthy and such, he would have beat the hell shit out of them, for sure! XDD
Oh shit! I'm sorry to hear what happened to your friend's house, hope he's okay? And his family too? I often wonder where this 'god' actually is; he took my whole family from me and my grandpa –we only have each other now. But ask a priest and he'll say that God gave us live and we have to control it ourselves. Asking me, I'll tell you what two priest-brothers once spoke about for many years ago –grandpa heard it from the other side of the door. "Satan had captured God, because he's weakened," the one of them said "that is why these things happens; Satan is trying to bring hell up on earth, using his demons and devils to take over peoples minds and poison their souls. God is weak, because the human has stopped believing in him the way he wish them to believe in him; with theyr hearts and souls. Satan has poisoned peoples mind and brings HIS 'religion' forth, by hiding under the name of God!" It actually sounds like something from a movie… but it's the truth, but the other priestess refuse to believe on it, and calls it nonsence… what do 'you' believe?
Maaan~! I'm still jalousie at you for having such 'friends' as you have… I'm not that lucky to be able to 'witness' things like you have… humm… 'witnessed' XDD
Oh yes, the truth are always bad to hear, huh? –shakes head and grins-
Long chapter? Yes yes, of course I want you to die, what else? And of course I'll come to your funeral as well! –laughs my ass off- No, I would never be able to live with it, if I lost such a great reader as you XD THAT would be hell XDD
No, I'm not writing after someone else… but when writing a story it's like you're not the 'master' of your own story; you have a slight guess about what will happen, and you think that you know the end of it (and sometimes you're right) but when writing, it's like the story is writing itself! You're just the one writing it down while it's forming itself… if you know what I mean? ^^; it sounds weird, but are none the less true XDD
Yups! It's chocolate cake… and it's all for you~!
Have a nice day or night ! n_n
shiro-chan26: Shishishi! Yeah, I got five reviews now ^o^ and here you go, hope you liked it –smiles- Oh no! The power of 'the puppy eyes' Cant… resist… can't re…sist! XD
You know Sanji, Zoro and Luffy; they all think that they can go in all alone and take down a whole gang of strong opponents, ne? Thanks for your review~! –hugs-
XXCraziChickxX: -smiles- thank you very much! Hehe… I think that you might hate after reading this chapter, ne? –nervous smile- but, don't worry! Things can happen and the story ain't done yet, right? LOL Have a nice Sunday~!