Update: 6/8/17
/Chapter 35: Inhalation
I watched as my door swung open. In walked my crews doctor. She was a short woman with dark brown hair and pail skin. She had joined my crew after we entered the grand line, but she grew on me rather quickly despite all of her rather strange quirks. She walked over to my nightstand and picked up her weapons that she had left there when she treated my wounds. I reached over and grabbed onto her arm. I tried to sit up, but she pushed me back down to the bed with a firm yet gentle hand. She turned and her arm slipped from my grasp. I should have been able to hold on to her, but I was so weak. She walked over to my door and looked back at me. She gave me this bright reassuring smile before closing the door behind her. I heard what sounded like something heavy being slid across the floor outside of my door. That's when I knew for sure that something was terribly wrong.
"Iseris, come back." My plea was way too late and so quiet that it was definitely unheard. I sat up on the bed, and if I could feel pain, I wouldn't be able to move let alone sit up. I slowly got to my feet. My legs gave way, and I stumbled and practically fell onto the table along the wall next to my nightstand before slipping off of it and into the floor. A box of pictures fell off with me and spilled open on the floor. "Iseris." I picked up a picture of the woman blowing a bubble with some gum she had been chewing. She looked rather bored in the photo. She was wearing a typical doctor's white lab coat and was sitting on a bench outside of a hospital. I got back to my feet and placed the photo on the table. I continued to walk towards the door. Blood splattered on the floor because I had moved to soon causing the wound that was across my entire abdomen to reopen. I made it to my door. I tried to push my door open, but it wouldn't move. I pounded my fists against the door. I could hear people running around above me out on the deck. There were even some thuds that sounded like a body falling to the deck above me.
I slammed my body against the door. Slowly the object outside seemed to move, so I repeated the process. I slammed into the door one last time. The object outside finally gave. I fell out of the door and landed on the floor. I got to my feet and leaned against the wall for support as I walked towards the stairs that would lead out onto the deck. I had to get out there. I had to protect my crew. I had to. I stumbled up the stairs and out onto the deck. I watched in shock as my grandfather stood out there on the deck and ripped out Iseris' throat with his nails.
"Iseris?" I stumbled across the deck to her. I had to fight the tears that were trying to fall. When I made it to her side, I was surprised to find that she was still alive. She was trying to say something and choked on the words. I knelt down next to her. Her hand came up and touched my cheek. It then fell limp to the deck. "Iseris?" There was nothing. I was so focused on Iseris that I almost forgot about what was going on around me.
Slowly, I focused back on the world around me. My crew were still fighting my grandfather. Some of them were crying, and bullets were flying across the deck. My grandfather cut down the members of my crew one at a time right before my eyes. I stood up and launched myself into the fight. I was thrown out of the fight so easily. I rolled across the deck until I came to a stop. I left a trail of blood behind me. I coughed up a lot of blood as well.
I looked back across the deck to find that one woman was fighting my grandfather, and she appeared to be holding her own for the moment. I got back up and ran back into the fight. Right when I got near my grandfather something hit me and pushed me aside. I watched as my grandfather's hand went through the woman's chest. He pulled his hand back out with her heart in his hand.
"INARI!" Tears ran down my face. I ran at my grandfather and slammed into him with surprising force. I staggered back as I prepared to attack him once again. Blood splattered to the deck from my bleeding wound. I staggered back over to my grandfather. I lashed out with my claw like nails. Droplets of blood splattered across the deck from where I raked my nails across his face. I snatched Inari's heart from my grandfather's hand. I placed it back inside Inari's chest. I look up to see my grandfather's foot coming at me. His foot collided with my chest and I was sent flying across the deck and into the railing. A few of the crew shouted out my name.
I slumped down against the railing. I was back on my feet as he walked over to Cris' body and pulled out his heart. I ran over and slammed into him once more causing him to drop the heart. He cursed, grabbed me by the head, and slammed my head into the deck several times. He walked over to a lantern that the crew had been using to see as they walked around the ship during the night. He deliberately pushed the lantern over. The fire started out small, but it quickly grew in size until it engulfed the entire ship. As the fire grew my grandfather took his time killing what remained of my crew. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't seem to get to my feet.
My grandfather was watching me as I tried to get up once more. He walked over and held me down. He bent down and whispered something in my ear. I couldn't hear what it was that he was whispering, but something told me that this was my final warning from him. I watched as he left my ship without causing any more damage. He couldn't cause any more damage even if he tried because the ship was burning and my crew were all dead. I slowly stood up and looked around. A crew of over thirty that was known for how ruthless they were with their cold hearted captain were gone. All of these friends that I had made and all of the fun that we had together were gone. I went around to see if any of them were left alive, but none were. That night bore witness to the fall of the Reaper Pirates.
I watched as the hooded figure that I had come to know as myself took form on the deck of the ship. I walked over to stand where I normally would when the crew disembarked facing where the gang plank would have been. I watched as the soul of each one of my crew disembarked from the ship. The mast of the ship fell behind me. My flag was engulfed in flames, but still attached the mast. When all of the souls had disembarked I collapsed to the deck. I was completely broken. The will to live had completely left me, and this time there was no Flevance for me to run to.