Morgan woke up in a daze, staring blearily at the white ceiling above him. How had he gotten here? What was going on? He'd attacked Kuro last night, that he knew, but there was a certain point in the battle… Where everything just went blank. And then he found himself here. He opened his mouth, and heard it creak. Creak?
"What the hell…" he muttered. Alright then, he could talk, but what was on his face? He reached his right hand up to examine himself, and was terrified to see a giant axe on the end of his arm.
"ARRGH!" he shouted, jumping out of the bed.
"Oh," said a small man, sitting at a desk in the corner of the room, "you seem to be awake." The man picked up a baby Den-Den Mushi from the desk, and spoke into it. "Patient has recovered conscience. Steps to proceed?"
The Den Den Mushi crackled before responding.
"Inform patient on happenings of last night. Then proceed with rehabilitation."
"Roger that," said the man, turning off the Den Den Mushi and storing it in the front pocket of his lab coat.
"WHAT THE HELL HAPPENED LAST NIGHT?" roared Morgan, his eyes bulging.
"Captain Morgan, I'm going to have to ask you to calm down," said the man, adjusting his glasses.
"Captain?"
"Yes. You've been promoted after the events of last night."
"Well then," said Morgan, trying to smile. 'No, no, ow, ow, smiling hurts,' he thought, 'no more smiling for now'.
"What exactly were the events of last night?" said Morgan, trying to keep a straight face.
"You really don't remember?" asked the man, reaching for a pen. Morgan shook his head. "Fascinating," said the man, as he wrote down a few notes on his clipboard.
"Look, am I going to have to beat the shit out of you, or are you going to tell me what the hell is wrong with me?" said Morgan, waving his axe-hand-thing.
"Well, what do you remember?" asked the man. Morgan recounted what he knew, making sure not to leave out anything.
"I see," said the man, "well, according to your comrades, Kuro had mutilated you terribly, but you had survived. And, although they all say this part is oddly fuzzy, you managed to single-handedly, literally, capture Kuro. The pirate in question is being interrogated as we speak. Due to your courageous act, you've been promoted. Unfortunately, your limbs were not recoverable. We had to replace them with prosthetics. The steel jaw is merely a brace, but it is irremovable lest you never want to chew again. The axe-hand is replaceable with a more practical prosthetic, but your comrades said you'd enjoy this feature the most."
Morgan sat down, stunned. It was a lot of information to absorb. But his fellow marines had been right. The axe-hand was freaking bad-ass. And if he didn't like it after a while, he could just replace it. He would be invincible with this built-in piece of weaponry. What's more, he got a promotion out of it all! He had to thank Kuro when he got the chance! 'I'll need a cool catchphrase,' he thought, 'how about "shake the hand of DEATH!"'. Morgan cackled aloud at the thought. The events of last night were turning out to be better than he thought.
A.N.: I was trying to manipulate Morgan to be a bit more power-hungry at the end. Did it work? So, not only is it Morgan's special day, but it is also the birthday of one of my readers and reviewers: K.B. Maillet! Happy Birthday! If you have time, definitely check out her fanfics. They feature One Piece as well. My personal favourite of hers is the one-shot 'To Overcome'. But other than that, Reviews, Favourites, Subscriptions, and Requests are welcomed and much appreciated! I'll see you tomorrow for Hody Jones!