A/N: I am so new to this formatting style, so I'll just make chapters on each letter so forgive me if they are short. Reviews and suggestions are greatly appreciated.
Please give me suggestions for the next chapters!
I decided to do this chapter as a pov of a marine outsider, because I have no idea what else to do.
B is for the scent of Blood hanging thickly in the air.
"This was a mistake. This should not have happened. This is unprecedented."
The only thought that rings in your head as you can see the first mate of the strawhat sweeping through your ranks, blood spraying everywhere as three glistening, sharp, oh so sharp blades wreck havoc all around you.
You consider letting go of the hostage that you and your team miraculously managed to capture.
More screams echo from ahead. He's getting closer.
But you're a person scared for your last and a marine first. And under no circumstances are you advised to let go of an infamous pirate captain in your custody. It doesn't matter if the living depiction of death is after you.
From under the seastone net the strawhatted captain whisper yells a weak, "uwahh" of sorts.
Damn, he's still conscious? After he fought another infamous captain? Oh wait, he was sleep talking.
From your side someone tells you that they can't hold on much longer so everyone will push forward at once.
You want to scream, to tell them that it's the worst idea possible, but you're a marine first. And duty comes before bonds.
Duty comes before bonds.
They let out an energetic yell and push forward, and just for a second, just a fraction of a second, you get the hope that you might win, might take down two birds with one stone. Oh how wrong you are.
The screams that follow is the most horrifying and anguished sound that you have ever heard, followed by... is that a head? Oh god. Oh my god.
Oh so much blood.
The remaining 10 officers are down. And you're under no impression that they survived, thanks to the litter of various decapitated bodies.
The demon, the one they call pirate hunter, looks at you with the most dispassionate expression possible and licks the blood of his blades. You can't even form words, wait, when did your legs stop working?
The man's expression is one of hunger and satisfaction, a demon on cloud nine enjoying the carnage and devastation he caused, the thick, iron laden smell of blood hanging thickly in the air.
You want to move, want to shoot him—not that you think it'll work— or atleast try to defend yourself, to stop him from taking back his sleeping captain.
"For fuck's sake Luffy. How many times do we need to tell you that after a fight you aren't supposed to become unaware of your surroundings?"
"Warui zoro." The soft grumble of the unconscious captain is heard.
What the fuck, and I repeat what the fuck. Are they seriously having a conversation while one is in custody and UNCONSCIOUS and the other has just slaughtered all the people who you've fought together with?
"Don't get to cocky, you pirate scum!!"
You rush forward, one sword in hand, hoping to atleast take the bastard down with you, atleast avenge your comrades.
One sword pierces through your abdomen, the silver grey eyes of the man boring into your soul.
"I wasn't talking to you." He announced, and for some reason you can hear three voices, three people speaking at once.
He casually sheathes his swords and kicks you aside, as if you were nothing more than dirt. And throws the seastone net and pulls the captain up.
And just for a moment, you can see something not quite human, three heads, and three pairs of limbs. And the heavy aura of death.
"Mattaku, getting captured while sleeping, what a dumbass of a captain." Be proclaimed and throws the unconscious rubber brat over his shoulder. He catches your eye as everything is slowly turning hazy and grins.
And you know, you just know that this man isn't human.
Ah fuck. You shouldn't have become a marine. Duty before your own life my ass.
That's dumb. You argue that it should be nullified when you're faced the demon king and his loyalty.
"Suffering is preferred on the path to asura."