SailorStar9: With Chapter 184 uploaded, I present Chapter 185 this fic. For everyone who put this fic on your favorited and followed lists and/or story alerts, thank you, but remember everyone, a lot of authors (myself included) sustain on readers' reviews.
Pairings: Ace/Sasha, sibling Luffy/Sasha and Sabo/Sasha, Background Protector!Law/Sasha
Disclaimers: One Piece belongs to Oda EiichirÅ-sensei. Me, on the other hand, own absolutely nothing, except my OC, the pairing and the fic idea.
Chapter 185: Arc 13: Abducted! Discovering the Biscuits Room
"It's so hot..." Chopper, Franky and Brook chorused in unison.
"I know." Brook pointed out. "We just need to change our point of view. What do you think? If this was a sauna, it would feel nice, right?"
"Cola is super-spouting out of my entire body." Franky downed another bottle of cola.
"This is so weird." Nami peered at the sky through the binoculars. "The island's sky is split into two sections, just as I thought. A burning hot one and an arctic one. What's going on?"
"I hope Luffy and the others haven't melted." Chopper mused.
"It may be a long stretch," Sasha stated. "But didn't Jinbe-sensei say that Akainu and Aokiji dueled over the position of Fleet Admiral? What if this island was the battleground?"
"That would explain this strange phenomenon." Nami nodded.
Unknown to the rest of the crew, one of Caesar's squad had infiltrated the ship via the ship's stern. Placing a barrel of sleeping gas on the ground, one of the squad members released the gas, letting it flood the ship.
"What was that?" Nami gaped when another eruption was heard.
"What's wrong?" Chopper asked, seeing Nami and Sasha struggle to remain on their feet.
"I don't know..." Nami muttered, sinking to her knees. "I feel..."
"This smell..." Sasha's hand gripped the railing. "Sleeping gas? We let our guard down."
"I'm spacing out." Brook was also feeling the effects. "Did I push myself too hard?"
"Me too?" Chopper mumbled, after the others collapsed to the ground, he himself was also affected.
"Nami-swan, Sasha-hime!" Sanji sang, exiting from the kitchen. "This time I thought I'll make us a cold shellfish crepe, along with some champagne. Huh?" he blinked, seeing the unconscious crew. "Are you sleeping? Mist? No..." he frowned, staggering when he felt the sleeping gas start to affect him. Damn it. I've already inhaled a lot of it. He cursed. They've all been knocked out by the gas. Is this a natural gas unique to the New World? Or has someone boarded the ship? I hope those four on the island have a Den Den Mushi with them. He made his way to the Den Den Mushi in the kitchen. I have to tell them... reaching out to the Den Den Mushi, he collapsed before even making the distress call.
"Three humans." the squad leader counted their hostages. "One iron man and one pet. Tie all of them up. Pirates are ideal for our purposes. Even if they go missing, nobody will care. Let's take them straight to the Master."
"Sanji, what're you so worked up about?" Franky asked, stirring, the captured crew members found themselves locked in a metal cell.
"You're awake?" Sanji turned to the cyborg.
"Take a look around and you'll understand." Nami supplied.
"This is terrible, Franky!" Chopper exclaimed. "We've been locked up."
"What is this place?" Franky demanded, looking around. "Where are we? I was on deck eating that giant shellfish dessert and then... I can't remember!"
"This is just a guess." Nami reasoned. "But it seems that someone used sleeping gas and captured us when we were unconscious."
"The ship was gassed, there's no doubt about it." Sanji confirmed. "I'm sorry, if I'd noticed it sooner..."
"Where's Brook?" Sasha thought to ask, seeing the musician was nowhere in sight.
"I don't know." Nami replied. "We are the only ones here."
"You there." the shatter head pieces of Kin'emon voiced from the ground.
"Did someone just say something?" Nami looked up.
"No, it wasn't any of us." Franky assured.
"You there." Kin'emon started. "Do you enjoy a challenge? In particular, a puzzle."
"Did this thing just talk?" Chopper blinked. "What is this?"
"This thing?" Kin'emon echoed. "How insolent."
"There are eight of them." Chopper fled behind Franky. "I didn't notice."
"You do not seem like bad folk." Kin'emon noted. "These are all bits of my face. Forgive me, but could you put them back together for me?"
"Now I get it." Sasha sighed and set to work. "It's that guy's doing."
"That guy?" everyone else echoed.
"That fellow used some queer technique." Kin'emon confessed. "I thought I would die upon being cut to pieces, yet I found myself in this state. To be cut by the enemy and yet remain alive, is a disgrace to a warrior. I wish I could slice open my belly and let my body decay, but there are things I must do, even if my greatest failure must be known."
"By the way," Nami started. "Do you know where we are?"
"'You'?" Kin'emon splattered. "How dare a female address me, a warrior, in such an informal manner? Women should walk three steps behind men and address them with a modest grace."
"What was that, you bastard?" Nami picked up Kin'emon by the facial skin. "You've got some nerve, for a severed head. You're talking to the ones who put your head back together."
"Incidentally, who are you people?" Kin'emon inquired. "I heard that you were dragged here from your ship."
"We're pirates." Sanji replied.
"Pirates?" Kin'emon snapped. "You people are pirates? I loathe pirates. They make me vomit. I thought that perhaps it was fate that brought us to this island of ice at the same time and that maybe we could escape together. But regrettably, since you are pirates..."
"What do you mean 'island of ice'?" Franky cut Kin'emon off. "This is a burning island, isn't it?"
"Wait," Sasha stopped the interrogation. "You said this is an island of ice, right? But haven't you heard the volcanic eruptions?"
"I have head explosions from time to time." Kin'emon admitted. "But I came to this island via a sea of ice floes."
"Nami, so the winter sky we saw..." Sasha turned to the navigator.
"Yeah." Nami nodded. "The burning island Luffy and the others went to is an arctic island from the other side. Basically, we've been taken to the arctic side. Though, if we want to know who brought us here, and why, we'll have to get out of this room and see for ourselves."
"But Nami-san." Sanji turned to the barely dented door. "The door is solid. It doesn't look like we'll be able to..."
"Out of my way." Franky was poised to fire his cannon. "I've got a full tank of cola. Franky Radical Beam! It's open." he blasted the door off the hinges. "Let's get out."
"So," Sasha turned to Kin'emon. "What is a samurai from the Wano Kingdom doing so far out here? There's no way you could escape without a body, right?" she asked, igniting her Divine Haki. "Sanji, take him."
"Roger." Sanji grabbed Kin'emon.
"This feeling..." Kin'emon breathed in awe as he recognized the overwhelming power emitting from the water wielder. "It can't be... Suijin-sama..."
"He's a samurai?" Chopper exclaimed.
"This topknot is a hairstyle unique to the Wano Kingdom." Sanji explained.
"They've noticed us?" Franky heard footsteps running towards them.
"I came to this island to rescue my son!" Kin'emon confessed. "I will kill all of those who get in my way."
"Stop right there." Franky deflected the guards' bullets, allowing the group to escape. "I'll take you on. Weapons Left!" he countered with a barrage of bullets.
"Okay..." Sasha muttered, the group bursting into the Biscuits Room and were stunned to see the giantified children.
"Giant children?" Sanji gaped.
"What's going on here?" even Nami was shocked.
SailorStar9: Any OOC-nes is regretted. *Sighs* Don't you just hate plot bunnies sometimes? Reviews are much appreciated.
