Dark, too dark, where's the light?
Maybe mom turned the light off.
Ah, okay.
Going back to sleep. Yes, sleep.
My arm moved.
I stare at the offending appendage, slightly alarmed, as moves back to its original position. Nothing's touching it, I hope the fuck not. It then moves again. It's swaying.
What?
No. I'm swaying. The bed is swaying, the whole room-! Hold up. I feel the not bed underneath me. Where's my bed?! And shouldn't there be a window in my room?! Where's my window?!
Heart racing. Chest pounding. Palms sweaty. Knees weak. Arms heavy. There's vomit on his sweater already, mom's spaghetti-STOP THAT!
I try to calm myself down by assessing my situation (ooh big words there) (shut up).
It's very dark. So nothing there. My back and neck are sore. I guess from sleeping on the floor, why the floor? And there's the sound of water...Lots of it-! Am I on a ship? Why the heck would I be on a ship?!
Just like that, we're back to panicking.
I'm going to die. I'm going to die. The house flooded? I'm going to die. I've been kidnapped and they're taking me to work on the cornfields. I'm going to die. I'm going to die. I'mgoingtodieI'mgoingtodieI'mgoingto...
Why cornfields?
Bitch, if you don't shut the fuck up-!
No no, calm down. Calm the fuck down...In through the nose. Out through the mouth. In through the mouth. Out through the mouth. Now I'm hyperventilating! I repeat the chant, going through the motions when it hits me.
I can smell food. Not like, cooked food, but the aroma is still very heavy. My stomach takes that as a signal to begin its solo. In A minor. Which might not be an okay sign. How long have I even been asleep? And did I seriously not notice my own kidnapping? How dumb can you be?
Another solo and another few minutes, maybe, pass by, and I'm still lying on the floor talking to myself, ignoring every other bad thought I come across. I don't know if I wanted to move just yet though, The floor is uncomfortable, but I don't know what the heck is waiting in the dark...I think about that statement for a second. If anything was there, it would've made itself known when I breathing loudly earlier.
Right then-!
A door opens, right in front of me. Light spills in from the hallway. Quietly tiptoeing in is a short dude. He closes it and flicks a light on.
For a bit, we decide to just stare at one another. Though, me from pure terror and him from utter surprise.
Wait, why am I terrified of him? He's a kid with no weapon.
With that, I shoot up from my spot ready to run, but the kid leaps back in surprise. It's then that he remembers something, if the way is eyes open wider mean anything. But too late, and I'm about to body check him out my way out if he tries anything, but I stop dead when he hurriedly whispers,
"Y-You need to go and hide! Now!"
I would've questioned him, because dude, what? But I could hear something heavy coming closer on the other side of the door along with voices. I, reluctantly, took his advice and double-timed it to some nearby racks by a wall and duck down behind them. The door, not a second later, slams open and a pair of feet, and what I hope isn't a dead body, from the thud and the sighs of relief that I hear, come waltzing in. In an instant, they notice the kid's bright head of hair attempting to not be a beacon.
"Hey Coby, whatcha doin' hiding' over there," I heard Dude 1 sneer.
Meanwhile, I am shaking like a leaf once more because I am ultimately screwed. I can't fight two guys, nor do I think that the kid will be able to survive whatever is going to happen. And my inner self is screaming, conflicted with the idea of possibly having to watch as he suffers his cruel fate.
"A-ah. W-well I came to see if I could swipe some food for the crew."
'Crew'? What? I can hear him nervously rubbing his head, pretending to be chastised.
"Is that so? Not trying to stow away now are ya?"
"Meep! O-of course not." 'Meep'? You're not supposed to say 'meep' in this kind of situation!
"Hmm." Dude 2. "Well we won't tell you were trying to leave if ya can get this barrel open for us. What do ya say?"
"S-Sure."
I take a moment to process what I just heard and saw. I'm somewhere in a food storage room, and then a kid came in. No, came sneaking in, and saw me. Warns me, but was caught trying to hide. When confronted he starts speaking about being one of a crew and taking food for it, and they don't find it too odd.
Coupled with the suspiciously moving room, it would appear that I am most likely on a ship mostly likely being invaded by pirates...Honestly, this could be much worse, but I still have a lot of questions. One for example would be, what in the ever-loving fu-?!
CRASH! ONOMATOPOEIA! A particularly loud gasp escapes my mouth before I can close it.
"What a great nap," exclaimed a younger voice. Silence, and then, "Hm? Who are you?"
The dudes, including the kid, seem to take offense to that and proceed to shout right back at, whoever just dropped by. Ugh, I know I shouldn't try to take a peek and see what's happening, but believe it or not, some of this conversation rings some bells. Plus, who the heck was taking a nap?
cough* *cough*
Slowly, carefully, I raise my head over one of the shelves and instantly regret it.
Four dudes, one head of pink hair, two pairs of yellow teeth, and one straw hat. The two with the yellow teeth had cutlasses out, daring the straw hat kid to try anything, while the pink-haired kid, Coby was his name, was shivering in his boots.
This scene. This. Fucking scene. Is this-?! I didn't get a chance to finish that thought before it became a blur of colors, sound, and pain.
The roof had caved in.
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Heh heh. That was fun, well almost as fun as running away from the nobles on Goa. Me and Coby had got another boat (finally) and now we're off to another island! Oh yeah, also the girl.
She was laying in the middle of the room sleeping, why was she sleeping, before the whale didn't like what she said and wanted to smash her face in. I don't know who Bow Handcock is, but it was still funny.
Oh, she's waking up!
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I have decided that I want to die.
I feel like I was just dropped from a five-story building and only got a completely sore body and a migraine to show for it. It hurts, a lot, and it's almost enough to make me cry. However, I remember why exactly I was hurting all over and that just makes me cry for real.
"H-!" says a voice. There's another voice, a loud one. I open my eyes, but only get a blurry image of pink, and an even worse headache for my troubles.
I turn my back instead, trying to ignore the pink, but the rocking has increased to shaking. With as much of a glare I could muster up I stare at the hands keeping me from sleeping. They retreat.
The good news folks, is that I was no longer on the boat. The bad news is, I am no longer on the boat. I'm on a smaller boat with...with...nope, not saying it. I curl in smaller.
"H-Hey you can't go back to sleep!"That's the kid yelling in my ear.
"Why not," I grumble out. Or maybe slur out. I'm not sure.
"You have a...It's not good to..." What? His voice filters in and out, though that's probably my fault. My hearing seems to be straining and now all I hear is ringing.
I try and sit up, keyword try, but go for just turning around instead. Once I can see more than an outline of white and pink...I end up crying again.
Scrunching up my face only makes the pain worsen.
The pink kid is now waving his arms around with a panicked expression, but I'm too tired to try and listen to his rambling. Though I can hear some of that signature laughter coming from Luffy…
I don't know if it's Luffy just yet, so let's just call him straw hat dude. Yeah, a dude wearing a straw hat, and not Luffy. Ya know, that sounds a lot better. And with my worries laid to rest, I in turn go back to resting.
"I said don't go back to sleep!"
"You know what?" I sit up, putting all my might into it this time. Everything's a blob of blue and brown and the ringing has dialed up to an eleven, but I couldn't care now. "Why didn't you just leave me on that ship eh? I was perfectly content there? And while I'm at it, why was I on that ship? What the fuck happened to me?!"
I'm rambling. I'm rambling and I can't stop. I'm too tired, too frustrated. My life, what is my life now? This isn't a dream, so what is my life now? Who am I?!
I slap myself.
Stunned silence.
"Alright I'm better," I am not. "So my name is Angel," I say to my audience. Hearing me say it out loud, it sounds like a horrible OC's name. "What's yours," I say with a wobbly smile. The blobs that are Coby and Luffy are silent. However, the Luffy blob is quick to change that.
"My name is Luffy. And I'm going to be King of the Pirates. Nice to meet ya." I think he says. Something wide and white splits his face. I can only assume he's grinning. I turn my head to Coby blob. He's a bit slow on the uptake.
"...A-ah, my name is Coby."
"Well Luffy, Coby, thanks for whatever you did, but where am I?"
"Are you lost," Luffy asks with a head tilt.
"No idiot," Coby blob says "She probably just hit her head too hard." He turns back to me. "You're in the East Blue. We're actually on the way to Shell's Town."
"Where I'm going to get another crewmate," finishes Luffy.
"Right," I drawl out. Actually, what was I supposed to say to that? Hm, no a better question would be, "What happened to me?"
The story they tell is long and garbled, so I'll give a short version.
After the roof had come down, Whale-sama had proclaimed that she was going to take everyone down. Then she asked who the most beautiful woman on the seas is. Me, having been buried under wood and such, was suffering from a concussion, and apparently? that made me liable to speak my mind. Thus saying, "Boa Hancock, bitch." from underneath a pile of rubble. Whale-sama didn't like that, but Luffy didn't know Hancock was, laughed all the same. Unsurprisingly, she started the massacre, aiming nowhere and everywhere. I got caught in the chaos, Luffy saved the day blah blah blah, but instead of leaving me on the ship full of pirates, they brought me with them and administered some first aid.
I look at them both, trying to filter all of that into some sort of logic. About a minute, I give up because there's no point in that. This is my life now. I'll question it again later.
I steady myself and bow my head. "I am deeply grateful for your kindness." I've never actually gotten the chance to bow my head like this before cause in America, it wasn't taught. Here, it's basically common sense and good manners.
Coby stammers and Luffy just smiles. "No problem," they say
My stomach rumbles once more before I can lift my head.
"...This is going to be a long day."
Luffy laughs.
Sometime later, I'm not bothering with asking how long, Shell Town appears on the horizon.