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I can't stay mist for too long, the cold winds and air keep freezing me, so I end up somewhere in the forest. I stumble around in the forest for a while the snow freezing against my exposed skin, the cloak I have on doing very little for me. I pull the hood up higher trying to calm myself enough that I can get a hold of the situation.

I look down at my hands feeling the weight of the lives I've taken on me again, heavier this time. Saint Edward had me kill three hundred and seventy-three other slaves, men, woman, children, and fishman, anyone that he grew tired of. When I think of them I see the terror in their eyes, the look pleading with me not to follow the orders, then the realization of what is about to come.

I brush my tears away and huddle next to a tree, the snow is starting to soak through the cloak, my shoes, and the dress. As the cold sets in I think about all the other people who were in the same situation as I had been in, hardly anyone refused the order, but even then I wasn't really myself in those fights. "No, no, not now," I mutter trying to get a hold of myself. "Get it together," I murmur trying to push the awful memories away.

The wind picks up, more snow starts to cling to me, the melted snow on the cloak begins to harden into ice, if I'm going to survive this I'll need to get out of this storm, I'll need to get to shelter and warm myself up.

…

I watch as Azami looks around wide-eyed and like everything has just left her, she flies out of the castle, Robin and I turn to face her captor while everyone else heads after her.

"She's a monster you know," He sneers, wiping his mouth with his sleeve he begins to sit up. "Azami is a killer, a true monster, fits in with your kind of filth."

Lifting my swords I wrap two around his neck. "The only filth I've ran into today has been you." I say darkly, I press my blades closer to his neck. "I'd be very careful about what you say." I warn him.

"You know what she is, don't you?" He continues on obnoxiously, it's at this point that Robin's arms sprout on him and snaps his neck in one swift motion. This isn't like the other times where she just breaks their necks to knock someone out, this one killed him.

"She obviously is haunted by it," Robin says indifferently, I sheath my swords nodding my head, while Luffy or the others wouldn't agree to this; I can't find it in myself to care about the loss of his life. Azami looked traumatized after realizing what she'd said to him. "We should hurry to see if they caught up with her." Robin says walking away from the body limp on the ground.

"We lost her," Nami says devastated. I look at the others all looking around in the air, Chopper sniffing and frowning. "The storm is only to going to get worse." She says worriedly, the grief on her face apparent.

Sanji, Luffy and the others look at me. "I'll go look for her." I state simply. "I'm the one who should have kept her safe to begin with." I say stalking off, pulling my coat on closer, I feel Chopper walking behind me. "She'll be scared."

"She'll be cold." Chopper counters. "The others will look around, Luffy and Usopp are going back to the town to look there, Robin, Nami and Sanji will stay at the castle."

I grunt in reply, I'd seen the look when she was pulled off Merry, and that though was nothing compared to look she gave us as the bracelet fell to the ground. Azami hadn't been herself when that guy refused to give her the key, she'd changed somehow, but then she so quickly came back. "Chopper, will she be okay?" I ask trying to sound indifferent.

The pause isn't comforting and only makes me walk faster. "She'll be cold, I'm not sure her devil fruit abilities is an actual help. It might make things a bit worse for her." Chopper says looking around and smelling the air. "Nami says she saw her fly in this direction." Chopper says looking around. "Azami looked like she was having a hard time keeping to one state."

"To one state?" I ask worriedly, "As in she couldn't stay mist and she couldn't stay solid?" Chopper nods his head; the cold weather can't be helping. "So she's freezing then defrosting?"

"That might only be because she's trying to be mist, I won't know until I see her." Chopper says looking around. The darkness and being in this forest isn't helping us any either. "Why would she run?" Chopper asks me quietly.

I let out a sigh, "Why did you run?" I counter back. Azami, the more I think about it, is a lot like both Chopper and Robin, both having been called monsters, both having a difficult past. Azami's uncle wouldn't tell me much; just that she's running and it is a matter of her life that she is not captured.

…

By morning the storm is still going, the snow isn't falling as heavily, but if Azami left a trail neither of us can see it now. "She'll have had to find shelter to have survived the night." Chopper says glancing around. "Was she well dressed?"

"No, she was wearing some dress and a cloak, it didn't look like it was really helping her any." I answer feeling the anger from this Lord Charles bubble up in my chest again. She'd been dressed like that to discourage running away on the off chance she could.

"Zoro," Chopper says quietly, kneeling down pointing in the direction of a very bright red cloak under his paw. Dropping to my knees I push snow off prodding for Azami, feeling a very stiff and cold thin arm-like body part I quickly push more snow off, only finding the cloak she'd been wearing frozen around a fallen branch. "I was worried that if we did find her here." Chopper says, though not sounding any happier that it isn't her. "We need to move quickly."

While searching Chopper and I come across a series of caves, "I smell smoke," Chopper says with the obvious hope there. Running behind him I follow closes, coming to the mouth of the cave we see that the campfire just smolders. "Was it her?" I ask turning to Chopper.

"Yeah, it smells like her, she was alone." He looks confused sniffing the air. "It's hard to tell where she went, everything's watered down. I can't really tell anything aside from it was definitely Azami."

"She's been gone a while," I say judging from the way the fire has been. "We can't just keep looking around like we have." I say becoming frustrated. "Fine, if she wants hide, I'll just hunt her down." I say angrily. The damn woman couldn't just stay put, she had run off.

…

I need to get out this forest, and then off this island, I need some place warmer. I'm not going to make it very far without proper clothes, I've already lost my cloak to the ice, and I'm afraid this dress does absolutely nothing to keep me warm.

The fire I managed to get going is doing wonders for me; I have feeling back in my feet and fingers. Though my skin has a crystalized layer on it, I'm suspecting it to be a reaction from the harsh elements and my devil fruit. My body feels sluggish, not sick sluggish either, this is a my-body-is-refusing-to-move kind of sluggish. "I need a plan to get out of here." I mutter glancing outside the cave I've managed to find. I know it's imperative to keep moving if I want to get off this island and to put distance between myself and the Straw Hats, they saw too much of Cherry.

I consider this a moment, they'd come to save me, storming the castle as it were. I've hardly know them and yet they come and save me. Part of me doesn't want to run, but a bigger part knows if I don't they'll know the ugly truth, they'll find out. I don't want any of the Straw Hats to just find out what I am, what I had been, what happened to me, why I was doing those things to that horrible man. I don't want them to know that part of me, that unnatural and horrible piece of me that I'll probably carry with me for the rest of my life.

By daybreak I'd already abandoned the cave and head out, I'm not sure how far I've gotten, but I did steal a jacket and pair of boots from a cabin. The sun is getting fairly high so I know that I have been walking, climbing, flying and running for hours, without food.

As the sun starts getting lower and seeing as I'm nowhere near the coast yet, and that I'm in need of a log pose, I decide to find somewhere to sleep for the time being. As I'm looking I get the very distinct feeling of someone watching me, lying in wait.

Several possibilities run through my head, a good chance that it's friendly, that it's perhaps one of the Straw Hats, but also the possibility of it not being friendly, I hadn't seen Camila or Liliana when I escaped.

I'm not sure how to get out of this; I'm hardly in the condition to fight. I quickly come to the conclusion that whoever it is isn't friendly. Diving out of the way of a dagger I get up and look around frantically. Spotting Camilla's familiar red hair waving behind her as she runs towards me, I take off running trying to get to better ground for me to fight on.

"You should have just behaved." Camilla's voice calls from behind me, diving down again I miss getting a dagger in the back, jumping up I turn to fend her off, only finding Liliana closing in behind her, armed with her own set of daggers it looks like.

Both girls look furious, the animosity rather apparent, "We took care of you, it would have been painless." Liliana snipes in an equally chilling tone.

I attempt to create a mist to fog the area around me, being too cold to do so I settle for running at them, sliding pass Camilla I grab one of the other daggers she threw at me, deflecting one from Liliana I get in close, quickly stabbing the dark-haired girl in the side, I twist the blade to do more damage. I can feel her warm blood coating my hand, Liliana looks at me shocked, but as I'm busy trying to get the dagger out she digs one of her own into my side. I quickly realize that these aren't regular blades, these are made from kairoseki or at least have fragments of it on it, pulling away taking my own dagger with me I step back trying to think of a good way out of this. My side is exploding with pain; my blood is dripping down my side, the amount blood alarming, but not deathly, at least not yet.

Turning just in time I deflect another dagger, I'm running out of time to do something, blood means we'll be attracting wild animals. I let out a calming breath, taking off towards Camilla I force my arm to mist, letting it stay in that state I wrap around the girl, squeezing tight, letting my arm reform while keeping Camilla tied up I face Liliana, the lesser threat.

Getting Lilliana onto her back I press my foot on her wound, more blood spurting out. "We can stop this and get the medical attention we both need." I tell her breathing heavily, I'm not entirely sure I'll be able make it through fighting Camilla, the girl still wriggling and attempting to use the dagger to get the mist off her.

"I will avenge my master." She spits venomously. Liliana looks up at me angrily, "You don't deserve to live." Her spiteful tone ringing through the cold air, I look back at Camilla letting the mist cover her mouth. "What are you doing?" The girl under me demands looking frantically over at the younger.

"Give up or I'll let her suffocate." I say coldly, again I feel the out of body experience. "Camilla can die or you both can give it up." I state calmly.

I can see the panic and warring sides in Liliana's eyes. "She's only a kid." She pleads.

Unaffected I thicken the mist letting even less air through, the droplets in the air condensing around her. "I've killed younger." I state waiting for an answer, acutely aware of Camilla now being supported by the mist, "You better hurry. I can feel her heartbeat fading." I state amusedly.

Liliana nods her head and I instantly release the mist from around her head, stand on the ground, the area soaked by our blood I watch as the dark haired girl gets up, the pain evident on her face as she limps towards Camilla, the girl coming back, her heartbeat starting to come back, her eyes opening slowly. "We need to get out of here." The elder says quietly.

"We can't," Camellia says angrily. "Master is dead because of her, we have to avenge him."

I watch as Liliana shakes her head. "You're all I have left, I'm not losing you." She says simply while cupping her friend's face. "We'll lead Miss to town and get her the treatment and anything she needs to get off this island." She says slowly. "Then we'll leave too."

"This is home." Camilla sneers angrily. "She ruined it, why are you doing this?!" She continues to argue.

Liliana shakes her head at the girl. "I'm saving you, so just listen okay?" Liliana says forcefully, "We're staying alive."

I release Camilla finally after she nods her head, but as I do so her arm comes flying up stabbing Liliana in the chest, "Traitor!" She screams tears flying down her cheeks. "Traitor, we swore, we promised!" She yells letting Liliana fall into the snow, blood seeping out of her, the entire area becoming stained with the crimson color.

While I feel pity flooding me, my body moves on its own, throwing the dagger I hit Camilla in the chest, her shocked face watching as she falls next to Liliana's body. I've killed three hundred seventy-three slaves, sixty seven marines under orders of Saint Edward, seven citizens trying to escape, and thirty-two bounty hunters and slave traders, and now Camilla and Liliana in trying to escape. I've killed four hundred and eighty-one people. Those lives I stole from them, the potential I ripped from the bodies will forever be on my hands, nothing will make that go away.

I feel as though I come crashing back into my own body, falling on the ground, my own blood still seeping out of the wound on my side, regret, shame, and anguish all filling me up. My jacket feels cold; my body feels cold, my entire being feels like ice as I stare at the two lifeless bodies.