Black as Knight.
CHAPTER 16!(You're so lucky, I'm updating this during a mock exam week) XD
Now then...Prepare yourselves.
"The King is dead."
Everyone in Great Britain stilled, pausing in whatever they were doing with shocked faces as they processed the information that was being broadcast throughout the entire country.
The only sound to be heard was that of young children who were too young to understand, crying out to be fed. Silence fell. Adults of all ages bowed their heads in sorrow as they mourned the loss of their king. Across the country, silence fell, and the silence stayed.
Meanwhile, a tall yet muscular figure stood motionless in the empty space, two katanas held loosely in the hands of the green-haired male as he listened in silence, feeling the cold biting steel of the blades and the rough materials of their handles, learning about them as though trying to read a challenging book for the first time.
Zoro's head snapped up as the news was fed through to his earpiece. Across the gym, Shanks glanced up and eyed the marimo, who sheathed his katanas resolutely and started to make his way towards the gym doors with long purposeful strides.
"Oi Zoro, where do you think you're going?" Shanks called out. "You haven't finished your training for today yet!"
"To hell with the training Shanks. If you hadn't noticed, the king just died." Zoro snapped, having stopped to glare over his shoulder at his red-haired former sensei.
Shanks sighed. "I know. I heard the news too. But we are not to do anything until ordered to. There are already agents on the scene. Our next big moves will be at the funeral and at Princess Robin's coronation." He replied heavily.
The boy's body suddenly stiffened, making Shanks frown in concern. Zoro's eyes glazed over for a second as he recalled a conversation he'd had with Robin once before the day on which Mihawk had walked in on them kissing.
"Have you ever dreamed of being something else?"
Robin glanced at him. "Haven't you?"
Nodding, Zoro smirked. "The only difference between you and me, is that I did something about it."
Robin scowled at him slightly in annoyance. "Kenshi-san, do not forget that the only reason for that difference is because I cannot simply run away from my duties. As you like to so often remind me, I am a princess. I have to live by my father's rule and do as he says. Even down to marriage."
"Marriage?" Zoro questioned, raising an eyebrow.
"When the time approaches in years to come, I must marry whomever he deems fit out of my chosen suitors. One day I will present him a list of names when he asks me as to my preferred suitors, but he will ultimately choose one."
"And you have no choice in the matter?"
"None."
"Well that's bullshit."
"If I could do something...anything...If I had a wish, just one wish. It would be a wish to not be royal." Robin said, a note of longing in her voice.
"There's nothing great about being a commoner you know." Zoro snorted.
"But you make your own choices. Become who you want to be instead of being moulded into what you HAVE to be. As the eldest of the royal children, I will be next to take the throne. A throne that I do not want. Which I have never wanted." Robin's voice raised slightly as she spoke, her words coming slightly angrier yet full of passion.
Zoro stared at her calmly for a moment. "I heard a saying once. That some are born great, some achieve greatness, and some have greatness-"
"Thrust upon them. I know the saying." Robin sighed, sounding as though she had given up.
"And yet when I look at you, I see all three dwelling within a good heart. When you become queen, you will make a wonderful and fair...and beautiful queen."
Robin lifted her head and locked her gaze with his. "One can only hope that I never have to become queen. That there will be some divine intervention that prevents it." She turned towards the window behind her and looked out across the sunny courtyard. "Zoro...if you could change your fate...would you?"
Zoro's mind reverted back to the present and he blinked a few times to clear his head. "The coronation..." He mumbled to himself with a scowl.
Shanks' eyes widened as he realised what Zoro was thinking. "Ohhhh no you don't kid. If you remember, your father told you that you wouldn't be seeing her for-"
"Fuck what Mihawk says!" Zoro shouted angrily. "It's been four years Shanks! I'm twenty-one. I can think for myself!"
"And yet you still act like an impatient child." A smooth voice said from the doors. Both Shanks and Zoro turned to look to see Mihawk leaning up against the door-frame with a neutral expression on his face. "Now do as your told. You have training to finish." Mihawk ordered, pushing himself up away from the doorway and making to turn into the corridor.
"No." Zoro stated, his eyes narrowed slightly.
Mihawk paused mid-step. "Pardon?" He asked politely.
Shanks' eyelids closed slowly in a grimace as he backed away towards the emergency exit door on the far side of the enormous gym. Chanting in his head; 'Recognise the warning tone kid, just recognise it and back down. Back the hell down, he's out of your league and you know it. For god's sake recognise the warning tone an-'
"I said no. Did you not hear me due to your rapidly deteriorating age?" Zoro questioned mockingly, a hand on all three of his katanas. "Now if you'll excuse me, I need to speak to the Princess." With that he started forwards and closed the distance between himself and the gym doors.
Meanwhile, the mantra in Shanks' head quickly changed tune as he silently slipped out of the emergency exit doors, alerting anyone who came into contact with him to stay away from the gym. 'Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Idiot kid. Fuck.'
As Zoro reached the doors, Mihawk's black cape flourished upwards slightly as he raised an arm to physically block Zoro and prevent him from going any further. "Out of my way." Zoro growled, his grip on Sandai Kitetsu tightening a little as his anger grew, not even deigning to look at the man barring his way.
Mihawk glanced at him out of the way corner of his way "I will not tell you again Roronoa." He warned. "You are forbidden to see her."
Sandai Kitetsu and Shuusui arrived either side of Mihawk's neck and rested there, the arms holding them crossed over. "Do not, tell me what to do. You uptight dick." Zoro snarled quietly.
In response, Mihawk's free hand arm reached up and unsheathed Konuto Yoru from his back with a quiet hiss of metal. Suddenly the blade was curving up and arcing towards Zoro's stomach, who jumped back at the last second to avoid having his stomach split open.
Gritting his teeth angrily and biting down on Wado Ichimonji which had been unsheathed during the jump, Zoro held the two handheld katana's hilt ends at a one-hundred and eighty degree angle against each other and started to spin them in his hands, the pace of the rotations increasing quickly as he ran at Mihawk with an angry yell. "Santoryuu Ogi: Sanzen Sekai!"
Had it been any other opponent, and it would have been possible for the swords to have sliced Zoro's enemy up like a cooking dish. But such was Mihawk's speed that the man remained unscathed from where he had swiftly avoided the attack, instead using the flat blade of the sword to whip against Zoro's back with a loud and painful sounding thwack, making him grunt in pain.
"If you stop now, I will let you off easy." Mihawk stated, his arm held out to the side with Kokuto Yoru pointing away from his opponant.
"I'm not going to stop. I'm going to walk over your cold corpse." Zoro snarled angrily, his anger riled up from the blow that the flat of Yoru's blade had given him.
"For god's sake." Mihawk said, the statement coming out as more of a low growl, running at Zoro as the teen did like-wise.
They both stopped as they came just past of each other, having made their attacks so quickly that it couldn't have been seen to the normal human eye. They stood there for a moment, neither moving.
All of a sudden Zoro doubled over, and he began a great hacking cough. To anyone listening, they would've been able to hear the liquid that bubbled in his throat before he cleared it and spat red droplets into his hand. He stared at it for a moment, shaking slightly at how just the back of a blade could do so much damage.
"Zoro. I have been patient. No longer." Mihawk stated coldly, his voice clipped and short as he walked over and grabbed Zoro by the scruff of his neck, Zoro unable to offer much resistance other than the verbal kind since his legs hadn't the strength to do anything but follow as he was dragged down the corridors. Once or twice his arm caught a door frame or a handle, but it only took a sharp tug from Mihawk to cause him to curse colourfully as he stumbled and lost his grip.
Any agents that they passed gave Zoro glances of pity, but they became fewer as Zoro was dragged over a rope and down a flight of stairs, Mihawk having taken the lantern off of the wall.
Even in his painful state, Zoro realised what was going on as he took in his dark surroundings. "Wh-What? Like locking me up is going to solve anything!" He shouted with a scowl. "Are you really this much of an idiot?!"
A sharp blow to the back of his head caused him to swear in annoyance, accompanied by being unceremoniously thrown into the darkest cell at the end of the large yet familiar room. Tripping over his own feet, his body slammed into the far wall with a meaty thump.
Groaning slightly Zoro blinked to clear his vision and his thoughts, but it definitely registered as he felt his wrists taken one after the other and clicked into place into shackles that were attached to chains which in turn were solidly bound to the floor tightly to the left and right of him. His katanas were also removed from around his waist, taken by Mihawk who stepped out of the cell and closed the barred door, locking it. When he could finally think clearly he pulled at them, cursing as he realised that they were made out of the strongest seastone.
"LET ME OUT OF HERE." He yelled, his green hair bouncing slightly as he snapped his head to glare at Mihawk who was stood in front of him with an unreadable expression, his arms folded over his chisled chest.
"Not until you've simmered down Zoro." Mihawk said monotonously.
"What the hell is that supposed to mean? When I'm not angry at you? Because that'll be never, you fucking bastard." Zoro spat, his tone venomous.
Mihawk's eye twitched once. "Then you will never get out of here." He answered calmly, taking that as his cue to leave as he turned on his heel and headed for the stairs, taking the lantern with him so as to leave Zoro in complete darkness.
Stunned, Zoro blinked a few times as the man left. "B-But...No. No! MIHAWK. I'M NOT FINISHED WITH YOU. GET THE FUCK BACK HERE." He yelled, pulling at his restraints. However, his shouts fell on deaf ears which lead to silence.
Disbelief and anger raged in him, and in a desperate attempt he gathered as much Haki as he could let it explode from within him. He did it several times before resorting to yanking hard at the shackles binding his wrists with roars of anger that echoed off the green stone walls, adding to the din of the rattling chains as he pulled at them uselessly.
Finally he slumped to the ground in defeat, his arms aching a little as he hung his head between his shoulders and stared at the ground between his knees, his legs folded underneath him. It was in this position that he swiftly fell asleep, and it was hours and hours before his dreams of the beautiful woman visited him once more.
The palace gardens that were alive with beauty that was no match for the beauty of the princess who was encased in the garden by the deep green hedge rows of spring. Yet the flowers bloomed and the trees blossomed merrily as their leaves and petals swayed in the breeze. Along the pretty yellow gravel that crunched underneath her feet, Zoro watched as she made her way over to the fountain in the middle of the garden, the crown on her raven-haired head a tell-tale sign of her new royal status.
Still turned away from him, she reached the edge of the fountain and stared at the statue of the rearing horse in the middle of it, a long while passing as measured by a dark cloud beginning to cover the sun so that the garden's were thrown into shadow.
A few droplets began to land on the ground and the wind began to howl, whipping her raven hair madly about her shoulders. From his viewpoint, he could just about see the edge of her cheek and her smooth cheekbones, and it was from there that he saw a tear roll down her face after having materialised in the corner of her eye, joining the rain and melding with the water to make salt water as thunder rolled above them in the sky.
A crack of lightening rent the stormy air, followed by a streak of gold and a tremendous splash as the crown was lifted off of Robin's head by her own hand and flung viciously into the fountain, where it sunk down to the depths of the fountain.
Robin paid no heed to it as her running footsteps on the gravel headed away from the fountain and towards him, her face still covered completely by her hair. And as wind's howling reached the pitch at which it could be considered an almost human scream, there was the thunk of the metal hitting the concrete fountain.
The sound resounding in Zoro's head as he woke with a start so that the chains rattled slightly, shaking his head a little to clear it and realising how his dream had quickly turned into a nightmare. Breathing heavily he noticed that his body had awoken to a cold sweat.
"Kid, you ok down there?" Roger's voice asked in the darkness.
Zoro wet his lips a little with his tongue. "I think so. Kind of hungry." He admitted, not able to see Roger but guessing whereabouts the former gang king was roughly sat in his cell further down in the MI5 dungeon.
"I should say you are. You've slept for at least two days, kid. Tired yourself y'did pulling at those metal wristcuffs after having battled Mihawk." Roger replied.
"How'd you know about that?" Zoro asked with a slight frown.
"Rayleigh told me all about it when he came down with our rations earlier. Seeing that you were asleep he said he'd come back later when you were awake." Roger explained, his own chains clinking together as he shifted in his position.
Leaning back so that his back and head met the cool wall of his cell, Zoro breathed out heavily and closed his eyes once more in calm acceptance. "Have you tried getting out of here before?"
"Unsuccessfully. And if I did manage to get out of here then the first thing I'd do is to get to my still-at-large brother."
"Would you kill him?"
There was a pause of hesitation. "I'd have to. He's going to kill innocent people. I know he's my brother but...I can't let him do that." Zoro nodded in silence, even though Roger couldn't see him. "But I've been locked in here for life. There's no way in hell I'll get out, so I want you t'do me a favour kid."
Zoro glanced in Roger's general direction. "Mm?" He grunted questioningly.
"When you get out, kill him for me." Roger ordered.
Zoro snorted softly. "Sure thing. Soon as they remember I'm down here." He answered.
"Hah! They'll remember you're down here. Besides, Rayleigh'll be along a bit later with dinner."
"Oh yeah, and what's for dinner?"
"Prime steak drizzled with the sauce of a thousand islands." Roger said dreamily.
Zoro raised an eyebrow. "Seriously? For us?"
Roger's hysterical booming laughter echoed in the pitch blackness of the cells. "Oh wow kid, you're a good 'un."
A scowl formed over Zoro's face as Roger continued to laugh, and he proceeded to ignore him until the laughter stopped, muttering to himself under his breath about how alike Roger, Ace and Luffy were. His mind then turned to his friends, a feeling forming in his gut that he found he was unable to place.
Two days later, Nami and Ace received orders to go on a patrol around the lower sewers with agent Kizaru from Shanks as they passed him in the corridor. Ace frowned at the order and quickly grabbed Shanks' arm before the red-haired man could speed off. "Oi, Shanks. That should have been Zoro's task, surely. Why not ask him?" He questioned.
"Ace, please don't question orders." Shanks answered evasively. "Now let go."
Nami caught on and glanced at Ace, whose answering glance assured her that he was not about to let go until they had their answer. "Shanks-sensei." She spoke up, her orange hair flicking about slightly. "Speaking of Zoro, we haven't seen him in a few days, and he can't be on a mission."
"And how do you know that?" Shanks asked, his face neutral to keep himself from betraying any information.
"Because he would have told us before he left." Ace interrupted. "And last we heard, he was training with you. So what's happened to him?"
Shanks shifted his weight and removed Ace's hand with a little difficulty. "Nothing has happened to him. He was training with me when the news came over about the King's death and left once we'd finished."
Nami stared at him for a moment. "You're lying." She stated at length, making Shanks turn his head to look at her in surprise.
"Ehh? I beg your pardon Nami?" He asked, looking hard at her.
"Zoro told us about how he used to protect the royal family. Princess Robin in particular...so when the King died..." She said slowly as she tried to picture the scene in her head. Almost immediately Ace caught on to her train of thought, looking at Shanks searchingly as he carried on and watched the emotions playing across the man's face to determine whether he was right or not.
"Of course! When the King died and Zoro heard about it, he was with you. He's got it going on for the princess, so when he hears about it he immediately thinks of her and knows she'll be upset...so he asks you if he can-no...he doesn't ask, he takes off out of the training room and goes to the palace to go and comfort her."
Nami shook her head as Shanks glanced away slightly as Ace mentioned the palace. "No, he never got there. He never got to the palace. Something stopped him. Shanks? Did you stop him?"
"Verbally, I tried to. But I wasn't the one who stopped him from even leaving the training hall." Shanks admitted, knowing that there was no hiding the truth from them now, seeing as nearly every agent had heard about the builders coming in to patch up the damage that was done in the training hall.
"So who...?" Nami trailed off.
Ace's eyes closed as it dawned on him. "Mihawk." He said, his eyes meeting Shanks' as he opened them again, who nodded once in confirmation. Nami's hands flew to her mouth in horror.
"Is he ok? Shanks...Is Zoro ok? Where is he? Tell us! Please!" She begged.
Shanks shook his head, his red hair flicking about his shoulders. "I can't tell you where he is I'm afraid." He told them apologetically.
"Can you at least tell us what happened to him?" The older D. brother asked.
Sighing heavily, Shanks stared at them. "Zoro's been detained." He said at long length, turning on his heel and leaving the two of them alone in the corridor.
"Ace." Nami called quietly. "We need to find him."
"Aye. That we do." Ace agreed. "The coronation is in two days...and I think I know where Zoro might be being held. I'll find the others and inform them of what's going on, whereas I need you to go and find a set of keys."
"Keys?" Nami questioned. "What do you mean? I bet there's loads of keys scattered around this place!"
Ace looked down at her and rolled his eyes. "The keys to his cell. Obviously he's been locked up somewhere for safe keeping and we need to break him out. We need to know who keeps the keys though." He explained.
"Surely that'd be Mihawk..." Nami thought aloud. "If he was the one to put Zoro in there, then he must have the keys somewhere in his office. He won't be out of there until the day of the coronation because he has to file all the reports that we give back to him on the surrounding area of the abbey."
"Well that's that then. We get ready for this coronation and gather the information. Where Zoro's being held, where the keys are and the best way to get out of here." Ace stated, happy with his plan.
"Ehh? Get out of here?" Nami questioned, glancing at Ace quizzically as they started walking.
He nodded in response. "We've been here for far too long Nami. We're a gang, and we need to get out of here."
Westminster Abbey was full of royalty. The royal family, royalty from other countries and their families. Agents were strategically placed in every place in around the abbey for maximum protection, as well as just the regular police and palace guards. The commoners either waiting eagerly on the streets of glued to their TV's or radio's if unable to get close to the event.
Princess Robin's Coronation.
As she ascended the steps to Saint Andrew 's chair, the throne which she was due to be crowned upon in the near future, the Hym of 'I Was Glad When They Said Unto Me' began to beautifully die away in everybody's throats.
"My lady, is Your Majesty willing to take The Oath?"
Robin's face was expressionless as she answered. "I am willing".
"Will you govern your peoples of Great Britain, Ireland, Canada, Australia and New Zealand according to their lands and customs?"
"I solemnly promise to do so."
"Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgements?"
"I...w-w..." Robin's words caught on the edge of her lips, and the country held it's breath, each person leaning forwards slightly as they willed her to speak. Her cerulean eyes roved over the expectant faces staring up at her, finally meeting the sad gaze of her sister Kaya, who nodded to her once. And it was that which made Robin's decision. "I will not." She stated plainly, standing up and taking flight down the stairs of the abbey.
Immediately there was action. Everyone gasped in surprise or with exclamations of horror as they rose in their seats, staring as Robin ran past them and out towards the streets of London. As agents ran to try and stop her, Kaya suddenly let loose a scream and collapsed to the floor. At least half of the agents turned and ran to her, fussing around her as she blinked hazily and fanned herself.
'I don't know what you're up to Robin, but to turn down the throne it must be important to you.' Kaya thought to herself as she sat up about ten minutes later, apologising and confirming that; Yes, she was ok and that if she could just have a glass of water and a little space then she would be fine, and thanked them for their hospitality.
Meanwhile, Robin had made her way swiftly over to the MI5 headquarters and had pushed the doors open for herself using her abilities, making an eye appear in the places behind her and in front of as she walked to make sure that there was no one that she would run into.
It was very unlikely anyway seeing as the agents had all been at the coronation. All except one, she had noticed. 'You saved me once. I will save you now.' She thought to herself, darting round corners and turning corridors as she began her search for him, using her devil fruit to create eyes on every wall and door that she could find.
Just as she turned yet another corner, she ran into a slender orange-haired girl and nearly caused them both to fall over. Immediately the other started screaming at her angrily. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING RUNNING AROUND CORNERS LIKE THAT?! YOU COULD HAVE SERIOUSL-Oh my god." The woman abruptly stopped herself mid-scream as she realised who she was screaming at. Robin looked on amusedly as the woman curtseyed awkwardly. "Princess Robin! I..uhh...M'sorry. I just-"
"You must be Nami." Robin said calmly.
Nami stopped floundering for words and nodded, her orange curls bouncing slightly. "Yes ma'am." She affirmed.
"Please, call me Robin." She smiled.
"Ok...Robin." Nami said with slight hesitation, trying the name without the status. "Uhm..what brings you here?"
"I'm looking for my knight. Roronoa Zoro." Robin told her, blinking her large purple irised eyes at the younger girl.
Nami's eyes brightened. "D'you think you could help us get him out?" She asked excitedly.
"Get him out of where?" Came Robin's replying question.
"He uhh...he's been locked up behind bars." Nami admitted.
"Show me." Robin ordered, her eyes taking on a slight steely look.
Together, the two women took off down the corridor with Nami in the lead as she lead them down further and further into the deepest pits of MI5.
Meanwhile, Ace, Ussop and Luffy were already descending the stairs into the lower basement to where they had managed to figure out was where Zoro was being held. Ussop was slightly nervous as he walked behind the two confident D brothers and his hand shook from where he was holding the lantern in his clenched hands, worrying about what was going to happen to them if they were caught. Ahead of him Ace's fists were already aflame, lighting the cells up like a beacon.
As the three of them searched the mostly empty cells, Ace's flame illuminated the face of the notorious former gang king.
"Hey Dad." Ace grinned, nodding to his father.
"Hey there son." Roger said, grinning in return in the light of the bright orange flame.
"Uncle Roger!" Luffy cried happily, waving to him as Roger winked in return at his nephew.
At that moment Nami ran down the steps with Robin right behind her, and she hurried over to them with a set of keys jangling against each other in her hand. "I've got the keys." Nami panted, her hands scrabbling at the padlock as she inserted each key into the lock and tested them.
"Good, but hurry up Nami, the rest of the Mugiwara's are on standby and are ready to go as soon as we get him out of here." Ace pressed, his face showing slight concern as he checked over his muscled shoulder for the thousandth time.
"Shut up Ace! I know! I'm going as fast as I can!"
"How did you even get those keys anyway?" Luffy asked.
Beside him, Ussop sweatdropped. "Do you even know what she does for a living, Luffy?" He muttered.
The lock clicked as Nami twisted the correct key into the lock and slid the bars back from Zoro's cell with Ussop's help. "I managed to get them out of Mihawk's office earlier when he was away preparing the abbey." She informed him, rolling her eyes as though it was obvious.
At a request, Nami handed over the keys to Robin who stepped forwards into the cell and knelt beside Zoro, releasing him from the chains that held his wrists and being careful not to touch the seastone. "Kenshi-san, come with us. We're going to get you out of here."
"Isn't it supposed to be your coronation today?" Zoro asked.
"I refused." Robin stated. "I did not want to live a life that didn't include you in it. Now come with us...you once saved us, so we're now saving you."
He stared at her for a moment as her fingertips brushed his lips. "You, all of you, need to get out of here as quickly as you can." Zoro said, shaking his head in defeat.
"Not without you Zoro!" Luffy yelled.
"If I get out of here, I'll only be hunted down again. And even more likely you will all be killed for having helped me escape."
"They wouldn't dare." Ussop tried bravely. "Besides, they'd have to find and catch us first."
"They would Ussop." Zoro insisted. "If you don't get out of here now-"
"Oh for god's sake." Robin's eyes flashed in slight irritation. "Zoro, stop your bitching and get the hell out of here-"She started, making everyone's jaw drop around her, and Roger raised an amused eyebrow. "-or else I'll get Mihawk to kick your fucking arse myself." She said, raising her chin defiantly.
"No need for that." Mihawk's voice said darkly from behind them.
Everyone but Roger and Robin froze. Roger merely laid back against the stone wall, watching with interest as Zoro edged away from the cell door and looked away. Robin turned, opening her mouth to speak, but was surprised when Mihawk took her firmly by the wrist and started to tow her away. "M'lady. I'm afraid that you are the next in line for the throne, and as such, you must take your place and-"
"Why do you pay more attention to me rather than your own son?!" Robin yelled angrily, punching Mihawk's arm, hard. Mihawk stopped.
He let go of her and turned to face her, his face a mask of fury. "Why? Because you see, my son is in rather a lot of trouble, and I would prefer it if no-one, least of all yourself, were to witness his punishment. It would distress you, and you have far more important matters to attend to." He said icily, his yellow eyes piercing as he stared at them all. The Mugiwara's shuffled uncomfortably aside from Luffy who glared at Mihawk angrily, and Ussop's knees knocked together uncontrollably. "Out. All of you." Mihawk said dangerously as he started to let out a dark aura. "Now."
The four Mugiwara's shot an apologetic look at Zoro before taking Robin's hand and bolting for the exit, leaving the three of them together. The silence stretched for a few minutes before Mihawk broke it.
"Zoro." He started coldly. "When I decided to take you into MI5, I had hoped that you would see the error of your ways. Not only have you abused my judgement, but you have flaunted it in my face."
"Of course I have." Zoro said tiredly, wishing it would all just go away. "It seems I just can't stay out of trouble. I happened to do something right, and then life got in the way."
"Do not dare to take that tone with me boy." Mihawk snarled, his eyes blazing angrily.
"Can I take that tone with you?" Roger asked in a semi-interested voice, raising his hand as though he was at primary school. Zoro snorted quietly with laughter, hiding his grin as he looked to the stone floor beneath him.
"Shut up." Mihawk hissed vehemently, silencing the former gang king. Turning back to Zoro, the two of them stared each other down. "I am disappointed. I gave you chances that you have merely thrown into the wind." As he spoke, he started to unravel a rope many-thronged whip that Zoro was horrifyingly familiar with. "As for your latest error within which you disobeyed my orders and had the princess see you, not to mention she tried to reject the throne in order to do so, you will receive punishment."
The rope finally unravelled.
At Westminster Abbey, calm and order had been restored upon Princess Robin's return and numerous apologies, blaming the whole ordeal of her flight on her nerves. She was was now calmly poised on the chair once more, having repeated her responses once more.
"Will you to your power cause Law and Justice, in Mercy, to be executed in all your judgements?"
"I will."
Her heart clenched as the final question was asked, to which she forcedly made the reply.
"These things which I have here before promised, I will perform and keep. So help me God." Robin completed, blinking once but otherwise maintaining a dead look on her face as the crown was ceremoniously lowered onto her head, and a four word chant rose in volume.
"LONG LIVE THE QUEEN."
"LONG LIVE THE QUEEN."
"LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!"
Zoro screamed for the final time as the rope burned across his back. "GOD DAMN IT." Turning his head to glare at Mihawk, he gasped rapidly. "JUST BECAUSE I WAS NEVER WHAT YOU WANTED ME TO BE. BECAUSE MY MOTHER DIED. BECAUSE I LEFT AND MADE A LIFE FOR MYSELF. ALL OF THIS BECAUSE OF THAT. FUCK. WHY COULDN'T YOU JUST BE PROUD OF ME. FOR ONCE." Zoro yelled as hot angry tears streamed down his face.
Mihawk stilled, his yellow eyes holding conflicting emotions within them as he turned to look at his son.
"I have always been proud of you, Zoro." He whispered. He coughed to clear his throat, making it stronger. "But I cannot, and will not tolerate this. You have forced my hand. Roronoa Zoro...I sentence you to-"
"DRACULE. MIHAWK." A female voice thundered. The man in question stiffened, and Zoro stared in shock at his father's reaction. Gol D. Roger's eyebrows nearly shot up to his hairline, watching as a woman strode down the stone floor towards them confidently. "WHAT THE BLOODY HELL DO YOU THINK YOU'RE DOING TO OUR SON?"
DUN DUN DUUUN~!
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