Prolog
"Name?"
"Where am I?"
"Answer truthfully. Every lie is recognized and will be documented".
"… w-why am I here? I haven't done anything."
"-If the results of your statements are promising, the next steps will be initiated. Otherwise it will lead to a ‚segregation'!"
"Segre- Please, let me go! I don't even have a bounty. I am absolutely worthless for the world government!"
"We are not part of the world government. So – name?"
"Then who are you?"
"Name?!"
„Please-„
The old man pressed a button, that was next to his left hand, resting there for some time now. A light but painful electric shock went through her entire body. It started with the handcuffs that held her to the chair. Panic and pain appeared on her face and her lips began to quiver. But she didn't cry, even though tears were already in her eyes.
"Name?"
"… Nami …"
"That's all?"
„Just Nami."
The old man nodded, wrote it down.
"Age?"
"18," she reluctantly told him in a whisper.
But maybe it would help her to be free again …"Origin?"
"East Blue …", she realized that it was not enough and added hesitantly: "Cocoyasi Villlage…"
"Family members?"
"My adoptive mother is dead …"
"Biological parents?"
"I don't know them…"
"So bloodline is unknown?"
"Y-yes …"
She didn't know what it was that intimidated her. That she was tied up. The old man in dark sunglasses and a research smock sitting at the other end of the table. Or the room that seemed to be made entirely of metal. It almost crushed her. Scared her. It gave her a dangerous uncertainty.
The man nodded after a while, flipped through the papers and to the last page of his documents.
"Last location?"
"… alabasta …" she murmured, most quietly.
"I beg your pardon? Speak loud and clear, otherwise- " He tapped his pen on the top of the button, causing her to swallow with fear.
"A-Alabasta," she said again, louder this time.
"So you were involved in the civil war? Which side did you fight for?"
The young woman paused, trying to focus the old man's face, the shadows in the room, almost enveloping him like a coat. How old he really was could only be judged by his hands. So she quickly let go of his face, looked desperately around the iron room before her eyes rested on her handcuffs, which were dangerously buzzing with fatal electricity.
She swallowed hard. Fear crept up her throat. No – she didn't want to risk a second electric shock.
"We helped the princess free the country…" she said softly, little more than a whisper.
"Princess Vivi?"
"Yes … please don't do anything to her…" she pleaded.
"According to the latest reports, she is fine. Alabasta was freed a few days ago."
"… and … where are we actually?"
"Back to the questions – you said ‚we'. Who else was involved in the fights and during war?"
"… m-my friends …"
"More accurate?"
"My nakama…"
"Pirates?"
Her statement seemed to surprise him and he hastily flipped back one page, writing something down there.
"Captain, crew name, number of members."
She pressed her lips together before answering: "Monkey D. Luffy. And when he hears I'm trapped here, he'll come and- "
"He's got a measly bounty of 100,000,000 berry …"
"Measly?"
"This is no comparison to the big fish out there!"
"He will come. He'll come and get me!"
The old man laughed. Malicious and ugly.
"Oh, little dove– you have no idea what to expect and who he would take on! We are also specialists in simply blurring all traces. It's like you've never been to Alabasta …"
"But…"
He continued to laugh, shaking his head violently, before trying to calm down and just let out a small snort.
"Rarely laughed like this …" he murmured, crossing out a few words on his records before turning back to the last page. He was serious again.
"Have you already had sexual intercourse? If ‚yes' – protected? With how many partners? If ‚no' – did you have any other sexual experiences?"
Her breath caught, her eyes widened in shock.
"Why is that important?"
"Answer the question."
"What are these questions?!"
"Girl, calm down-"
"What are you going to do with me?! Who do you work for?!"
"3-"
"I no longer answer questions!"
"-2-"
"And Luffy will come! He'll be Pirate King! You should already tremble at his name!"
"-1!"
"I am not afrai-"
He pushed the button. Lightning flashed again across her skin, deep in her flesh and bones. Made her cry out in pain. Her heart trembled as if it was about to burst out of her chest. He let go of the button again and the crackling stopped, although the pain remained this time.
Her body was limp, fell forward, and was only stopped by the handcuffs.
Her head was empty.
Tears filled her eyes, dripped onto her knees.
"Some clients love stubbornness. But you should be careful with some of them … So? Do you answer the questions?"
"I'm a virgin …" she finally whispered, hoping it was enough for him. "… and no, I've never done anything like this! I didn't even kiss a man! Never! Is that enough for you?!"
She didn't notice that he was smiling most satisfyingly. She only heard the rustling of his documents and that he must have gotten up from his chair.
His steps seemed to move away.
"Yes. And to me it all sounds very promising. Let's see what the authorities will say about it. We will contact you when we have determined your value and should continue with your admission. Good night…" A door opened and he left.
Then everything around her became dark and quiet when she was left there alone.