Ch. 6- Time for Torture
"So, let me get this straight: You're going to bring your little class of Hellraisers over here tomorrow and you want all of us to act like hellraisers, too so we can scare the living hell out of those kids?" Ben asked after Shanks and the other working pirates got back to the ship.
Once everyone got back, Shanks explained the promise he made back when the class was in art, how if they listened to him, he would take them to a place with rum that not even Elie would know and how the other pirates would fight against them and teach them new moves. At the beginning, some of the other pirates actually didn't believe him, thinking that what he said was just a little joke, but after taking a second look at his straight face, they knew he wasn't lying.
"Yeah, basically. Either scare 'em or torture them. You guys up to it?" Shanks asked the crew.
"How old are those kids?" Yasopp asked.
Shanks shrugged, "I don't know. All I have is the addresses of the students. I think Elie is probably thirteen and I think Kyler is eighteen." Larry, being the twenty-five year old, would not be counted as a kid.
"I'm up for it. Sounds like fun." Lucky admitted. The rest of the crew agreed.
"Okay, that's good men. Just be extra careful with Elie and Kurt. I've seen what those two do, so I want you to scare them the best you can...oh and don't be afraid to hit them if you have to. They deserve it." Shanks announced.
"Aye aye, captain!" the crew shouted in unison before getting back to whatever business they were doing.
THE NEXT DAY
It was finally the next morning and once again, back for Shanks and the other pirates that were cursed to get jobs on the island to head off to work. That didn't bother Shanks, though. Today was the day he would get his students to listen to him. Today would be the day where he wouldn't have to be afraid of Kurt and Elie. Today would be the day where he would find a way to knock off the disruptive fighting between Maura and Lynn. Today would be the day that the rest would listen to what he had to say without giving him a headache and it would all start as soon as the eight stepped foot on the pirate ship.
When he first stepped foot through the doors of Morning Glory High, everything seemed so peaceful and normal. All the students were standing in groups, passing around papers or whispering amongst each other. He saw Lynn with her little group of rich, snobby girls gossiping and giggling. He could not see any of his other students and for some reason, he had a feeling that the others were planning something or at least doing something wrong and with each passing second, the feeling got stronger and stronger.
He was correct with his suspicious feeling when the speakers of the school began to echo in Manson's voice. At first he didn't think of anything about the voice. It wasn't until he heard what the voice was saying over the speakers that the feeling was known to be true, "Attention students of Morning Glory High, this is Principal Manson. Well, it's March 1st and you all know what that means, right?"
A small pause came as a few students said things like "No" and "What's so special about today? Is the superintendent coming for a visit?"
The voice continued, "March 1st is Moon-day, so everyone don't forget to moon any teachers you come across." Okay, that was a little…wrong, but it got the students to laugh. "I would also like to let you know that I have old, wrinkly balls that I love to scratch every hour on the hour."
By now, every student was laughing, even Lynn and her little clique. Most were laughing so hard that tears began to roll down their cheeks and they were having problems breathing. Shanks fought back the urge to laugh especially when Manson walked up next to Shanks with an angry red face. His body was shaking back and forth wildly like a volcano about to erupt.
"I'm going to go check up on my students." Shanks told Manson before leaving. Somehow, he knew that the rest of his students had something to do with it.
The voice over the speakers kept going as he walked up the few flights of stairs up to the top floor where his classroom was. His footsteps echoed softly as he walked down the hall. A voice was heard from the other side of the classroom door, the voice of the Manson imposter. With his one hand, Shanks opened the door and he found the source of the voice.
Johnny was seated in front of the radio in the back of the classroom, but something was weird about the radio. It looked as if somebody added a microphone to it and wires were leading from the radio up to the air vent at the top. As Victoria messed with the knobs, Johnny was speaking into the microphone, reading off papers with messages written by Kyler. Elie, Kurt, and Maura were seated in desks with smirks on their faces.
"I also have another announcement: if you are wearing anything by Roxy, you are now officially gay. And further more, for all of you that happen to be gay, come to my office at noon so you can have a special 'visit' from…" Johnny spoke into the microphone.
That's all Shanks wanted to hear. He pushed his way through the small group of his students and flipped the power switch to the radio. Johnny, Victoria, Kyler, Maura, Elie, and Kurt stared at him, but didn't say anything. "Having fun kids?" Shanks asked the six in front of him.
"We were until you came and ruined it." Maura told him.
Shanks smiled at the class and ignored Maura's comment. "So, you kids ready to get so scared that you'll piss your pants?" he asked. He looked around the room and noticed that two of his students were not present. He knew where Lynn was, but Larry was not there. "Hey, where's Larry?"
Maura lifted up her right hand. In between the fingers that originally had a cigarette was a folded piece of paper.
Shanks took the paper and read it in a low voice, "Can't make it on the trip. Got some business to take care of. Larry." Well, at least he wouldn't have to worry about dealing with one student of his.
"Lynn left a note on your desk." Victoria announced in a calm voice.
Shanks walked over to his desk and like Victoria had said, sitting on top of his desk, on a piece of paper that smelled faintly of berries. There, written in delicate letters, were the words "I'm sorry, but I will be unable to make today's trip. I have been invited to sit in a real classroom. I'll be back tomorrow. Lynn." Okay, it was official. Neither Larry nor Lynn were going to make the trip. Well, that was a good thing. Without Lynn, Shanks wouldn't have to worry about breaking up fights between Lynn and Maura and without Larry, Shanks wouldn't have to worry about explaining to his crew, the little disability with Larry and why a twenty-five year old was in a high school classroom.
The two letters were crumpled up and shoved in Shanks' pocket. After taking a deep breath, the red-haired captain turned to the kids and said, "Alright, we're going to the Marina for our trip." All the students groaned. "Come on, guys. Get up." Only Victoria, Johnny, and Maura stood up. Kyler, Elie, and Kurt stayed put in their seats.
Shanks reached to his side and pulled out his handgun, the same gun that Elie had stolen on his first day of work. He pointed it at the three that still sat. "Get up!" Shanks shouted. Kyler obeyed him, but not Kurt and Elie. In fact, they chose to test him to see if he would actually shoot them or not.
"You don't have any bullets in that." Elie told him. Wrong thing to say. On the first day she stole his gun, he said the same thing to her and she proved him wrong by firing a bullet that was close to hitting him. Now it was time for Shanks to do the same thing to her.
A bullet was fired in between Kurt and Elie. The bullet whizzed by them, catching some of the tips of Elie's shoulder-length brown hair, cutting it off. The bullet finally made it onto the wall.
Kurt stood up with his fists up. He was ready to attack Shanks for attempting to shoot him and getting close to hitting Elie. The gun was turned to him.
"Kurt, I have the hell of a lot more bullets than just that one in this gun and I also mastered sharp shooting years ago. I can fill your body with bullets in ten seconds. Now, get up or I will do it." Shanks told him. Okay, so the sharp shooting thing was a huge lie. The best sharpshooter he knew was Yasopp and not even he was good enough to fill a boy's body with bullets in ten seconds. However, Kurt didn't need to know that.
Kurt looked at Shanks with a pissed off look on his face. His fists tightened, but Shanks knew that he was just fighting off the urge to throw another punch. Kurt finally turned to Elie and nodded. The girl got the message and stood up from her desk.
"That's what I thought." Shanks said as he put away his gun. "Okay, kids. Get in a line. We're walking to the Marina."
"The hell we are." Kurt said. He dug into his pocket and held out a set of keys. "I'm not going to walk to any damn Marina. We're taking my truck."
"All right!" Kyler shouted. He grabbed Maura's hand and ran out the door. Johnny and Victoria did the same thing. Kurt and Elie simply began to walk out the door with Shanks following them.
Shanks was led to the parking lot of the school, in front of a weird cart that had a covered up driver's seat but an empty back. The cart's red paint was chipping and there were dents in it. Already seated in the back were Kyler, Maura, Johnny, and Victoria. Elie climbed in the passenger seat of Kurt's "truck" while Kurt climbed into the other door. Shanks was about to climb in after Elie, when Kurt commanded him to go to the back. At first Shanks began to ignore the command, but stopped when both Kurt and Elie reached into what looked like little holders, pulled out handguns, and pointed both at Shanks.
Shanks rolled his eyes and headed to the back of the truck. He grabbed a hand from Victoria and climbed up to the back. Kyler and Johnny closed the little half-door of the truck and took seats on boxes on the sides of the truck: Kyler on the left side next to Maura and Johnny on the right side next to Victoria. One box was left and that was at the opposite end, leaning against the covered part of the truck.
"You better buckle up." Victoria advised Shanks, pointing to a belt next to him that was connected to the truck.
"Why?" Shanks asked.
"When it happens, you'll know." Victoria admitted.
Something about what she said made Shanks feel like this was not going to be a safe ride like he had hoped it would be. He hoped that this trip would be like riding on the bus, calm and slow, but now his hopes were crushed. Shanks grabbed the belt and tied it around him.
"Okay, we're ready!" Johnny shouted.
The truck started moving. At first it was slow as it backed out of its parking space and ventured through the lot where the other cars and trucks were. The truck was moving slowly down the street in front of the school.
"I don't see why you said that I should buckle up. He seems pretty safe." Shanks told Victoria. Had he known what would happen five seconds later, he wouldn't have said anything.
Exactly five seconds after Shanks' comment, the truck began to accelerate quickly. It zoomed down the roads at 60 miles per hour and hardly slowed down when it went around corners. Every speedbump, loose rock, and little branch was felt from under the truck as it sped. That wasn't all that was felt, though. The wind whipped at the faces of those in the back and they all moved at every sharp turn that was made. Strangely enough, Kyler, Maura, Johnny, and Victoria were laughing and looked like they were having the time of their lives. They weren't the least bit scared.
The smell of the Marina came only a few minutes later. The car suddenly came to a stop and because of that, Shanks' head banged against the back of the covered part of the truck. "Ah! What the hell?!" Shanks yelled as he rubbed the back of his head.
"We're at the marina." Johnny answered. He began to unbuckle along with Victoria, Kyler, and Maura. Shanks unbuckled the belt, too and climbed out the back when Kyler and Johnny opened the half-door.
"Okay, so where are we supposed to go?" Kurt asked Shanks as soon as he and Elie got out of the covered part of the truck.
"Follow me." Shanks ordered as he turned to the left and headed to down the docks to where the pirate ship was anchored.
"You live in a boat?" Elie asked Shanks as soon as she laid eyes on his ship.
"Actually, it's a ship and yes, I do. That's also where we're going to be for the next few hours." Shanks answered, "Now, go ahead. I want you to go ahead of me."
Although the six of his students were skeptical about what he ordered them to do, they followed his order anyway. There wasn't anything else to do. They all walked onto the quiet ship. Their footsteps made sounds as each and every one of them walked along the wood deck. No other sound except for the seagulls and the waves hitting the ship was heard.
Finally, a figure hidden in the shadows snuck up behind the group and grabbed Victoria from behind. The girl screamed in surprise and ran to the front of Johnny, clutching his shirt and shaking in fear.
The figure in the shadows ended up being no other than Yasopp himself…and he was laughing when he came out. "Damn, that's all it took to scare you? I thought you guys were complete hellraisers." he laughed.
Shanks walked onto the deck and laughed along with Yasopp, "Geez, Victoria. I thought you would have been braver than that." He turned to Yasopp and said, "Tell the others to get up here. I got work for them." Yasopp nodded and headed to the inside of the ship.
Not more than a minute later, the partially large crew that was still around stood on top of the deck in front of their captain and six kids. "Kids, meet my partners. They will be here to teach you things you have never known before. They are also going to be torturing you if you don't pay attention to what they say, so don't be little bastards." Shanks told the six kids. He turned to his crew and said, "Okay, guys. Take whichever one you want."
Ben turned his head towards Maura and looked her over. She looked like the type that could get scared easily. "You, girlie. What's your name." he asked Maura before taking a puff of the cigarette in his mouth.
Maura pulled out her own cigarette, lit it, and said, "Maura."
Ben smirked and said, "Well Maura. Come with me and feel my torture." Maura rolled her eyes and followed him to the other side of the ship.
Yasopp was beginning to head towards Victoria so he could scare her more than he already had, but he was stopped when Shanks gave him another order.
"Yasopp I want you to look after Kurt here." Shanks ordered Yasopp, pointing at Kurt, who had the emotionless look on his face.
Yasopp nodded at the order and motioned for Kurt to follow him. The boy didn't move. The only time he moved was when Yasopp took out his own gun and aimed it at Kurt. Kurt aimed his own gun at Yasopp. Yasopp let out a laugh as he said, "Boy, I would think twice if I was you. I can shoot seven bullets before you even get one out and I guarantee that I will hit your head each and every time." Kurt still did not move.
As a little warning, Yasopp took out his gun and shot two bullets aimed for Kurt's head. Both missed, but got dangerously close to the boy's ears. "Now let's go." Yasopp ordered. Kurt finally listened to him and followed him to the back of the ship where Maura and Ben headed.
"Hey Kaito, I want you to our healer, Elie." Shanks ordered the crew's doctor.
"Ah, the thirteen-year-old?" the tanned doctor asked standing in front of Elie.
"I'm fifteen." Elie answered emotionlessly.
Kaito did not look convinced, "Really? Well, then Miss Fifteen-year-old, you're going to be my assistant since you stole the medicines I lent to Shanks." Before Elie could react, Kaito grabbed her hand with a strong grip and drug her into the ship, in the storage area.
Only Johnny, Victoria, and Kyler were left to be chosen. The next victim of those three was Johnny and the one that took him was Olivier, the Red Hair Pirates' carpenter. He looked like the giant of a man standing at 6'9'' tall next to 5'10'' tall Johnny. "You look like the strongest out the three leftovers. What's your name, boy?" Olivier asked Johnny.
"Johnny." Johnny simply answered.
"Well Johnny, guess what you get to do with me. You're going to working for me when we fix up this ship. Come on, let's get going." Olivier said, "Your first assignment is to pick up that toolbox over there and bring it over to the bow so we can get to work." Olivier pointed at a toolbox leaning next to the door leading to the inside of the ship.
"Drec ec ymm y pihlr uv pimmcred." Johnny muttered as he followed his order. Shanks didn't even turn to Victoria to find out the translation because honestly he didn't want to know. Chances are that whatever Johnny said in Al Bhed, it was bad.
Lucky called first dibs on Kyler before anybody else could. Kyler was just as strong as Johnny even if he didn't look like it and there was some work that needed to be done in the storage area with moving barrels of gunpowder and ammunition from one area to the next. "You, boy. What's your name?"
"Kyler." Kyler answered.
"Alright Kyler, you're going to be the ship's stockboy. Follow me." Lucky ordered. He led Kyler into the room in the storage area. Elie and Kaito were there, too and Kaito looked annoyed that they were not alone.
"Hey asshole, I'm working in here." Kaito shouted at Lucky.
"Hey, I am, too. Our stockboy needs to get to work. Take your nurse out on the deck. You'll have more space up there anyway." Lucky shouted.
"We were here first!"
"Like I give a damn. I need this area."
The shouting between both pirates kept going back and forth. They didn't even notice that Elie had left the storage area and Kyler fell asleep while leaning against the wall until a few minutes later.
"Kaito, your nurse is gone." Lucky informed Kaito.
"And your stockboy is asleep." Kaito responded back.
"Kyler, wake up!" Lucky shouted, whacking Kyler on the back of the head.
"Elie!" Kaito shouted, running out of the room while carrying the bag of medicines and herbs he planned on using and making with Elie.
Elie was standing on the right side of the ship, staring blankly into the sea. Kaito came up to her and shoved her to the ground before placing the bag on the deck in front of her. "Okay, now we're going to mix these herbs together and make medicines to replace the ones you wasted." Kaito said. Elie snorted and stood up. Kaito did, too. "Did you hear me? Sit down." he ordered.
"You can't control me." Elie said simply.
"The hell I can't. Now sit down."
"No."
Kaito raised his hand and backhanded her so hard that the girl fell on her behind. "Now, let's get to work." he told her.
Victoria was the last of the six students to be chosen and the one that wanted her was Wataru. However, he wanted her for a different reason than Shanks thought he wanted her. Shanks assumed that since Victoria was an artist, then he would use her to help with his maps, but Wataru had a different idea. "And you are?" Wataru asked.
"Victoria Marxus." Victoria answered timidly.
"Alright then, Victoria. Our lounge and kitchen are filthy and since you are the only girl left, you will be the one to clean them." Wataru ordered. Victoria nodded obediently and followed Wataru to the lounge of the ship.
Wataru wasn't lying when he said that the lounge was filthy. The floor was dirty with muddy boot-prints. The counters were heavily covered in dust. Mugs were the quarter of a way filled with alcohol and rested on the table and stools. Books were on the floor. Barrels were tipped over everywhere.
The kitchen was worse. If dirty dishes weren't covering the counters, Victoria would not have even known that this kitchen even had them. The sink was also full of dirty dishes. The floor was just as filthy as the floor in the lounge. Rotting fruit was in a bowl on the kitchen table with flies surrounding it.
"Oh, Victoria? You know how to cook?" Wataru called from the lounge.
"Yes, a little." Victoria called back.
"Good, then you'll also be cooking lunch for the rest of the crew so get to work." Wataru called to her.
Victoria groaned and headed over to the sink. If cooking and cleaning were the forms of torture for her, then Shanks and his crew succeeded. Cooking and cleaning was something she, in a way, did not like doing. She was an organized person, but nobody ever noticed it and her family, who forced her to clean the house and cook and baby-sit for her three younger siblings and her older brother, always told her that she never cleaned well enough no matter how hard she tried. Her organized nature was just another one of her "no special qualities".
At first, she didn't even want to get near the dirty dishes. A fuzzy type of mold was on some of the plates and she could swear that she saw some of the mold move. Victoria let out a whimper before turning on the faucet of the sink. She squirted some soap onto the plate and began to scrub it down with a sponge. The whole hour and a half long experience with scrubbing the dishes was horrible for her. It was just as bad when she had to take the mugs from the lounge and scrub them down. The alcohol from the mugs was so strong that her nose began to hurt. Thankfully, after the mugs were scrubbed and put back in the cupboards, the smell began to cease.
The rest of the kitchen wasn't all that hard. All she had to do was get rid of the rotting fruit on the kitchen table, and wash the kitchen counters and table with the sponge she used to wash the dishes before she had to move to mopping the floor. A plastic bag was found in a cupboard under the sink and, while letting out a little moan, the girl tipped the bowl over. All the fruit fell into the bag with the flies following it. Victoria held her nose as the walked out the door onto the deck and placed the bag on the top of the deck before heading back into the kitchen to finish her work. A mop was leaning next to the door along with a pail. The pail was full of soapy water before Victoria got around to mopping the floor.
The kitchen floor was cleaned in probably about a half hour. Now it was time for her to get to work with the lounge. Before working on the floor, Victoria took the sponge she used to clean the dishes and the kitchen counters and began to scrub the lounge's filthy counters. It took about as long as it did for her to mop the kitchen floor and by the time she was finished, the sponge was black with dust but at least she was done.
Before Victoria brought the mop and pail into the lounge, she proceeded to place the books that lay on the floor back to their spots on the shelves. Once finished, she went to turn back the barrels, which were thankfully empty and didn't weigh very much and finish the mopping. As Victoria scrubbed the floor of the lounge, she noticed that Wataru was not doing anything to help her out nor was he making her job any harder. In fact, he wasn't even watching her while she worked. He was just sitting in a chair, hunched over the table, drawing something with a map at the edge of the table. A few glances were switched from the paper to the map.
Another hour or so passed and Victoria was finally finished with the lounge floor. After putting the mop and pail back into the kitchen, she sat down at the table next to Wataru. "That map is out-dated." She said.
Wataru stopped and looked at her, "What did you say?"
"You got that map from the library right?"
"Yeah, so?"
"Well it's not 2006 anymore. It's 2007 and Mrs. Philips, the librarian hasn't updated her maps yet. Some of the roads on this map have been demolished and some of the names have also changed. Seven of these shops and restaurants don't even exist anymore." Victoria explained.
Wataru clutched a handful of his blue hair and groaned, "Well, that's just great. Can you draw?" Victoria nodded. "Good, update this map for me since you know all about it."
Victoria shook her head and for once refused to do what she was ordered. "I have to get to cooking lunch, but I'll do something to help you." Without any other warning, she grabbed the out-dated map and a pen and began to make marks. She x-ed out the streets that were demolished and made words and arrows for the buildings and streets that had their names changed. If there were houses on the demolished streets, she drew houses and if there were fields or golf courses, she either put the word "field" or made a golf ball drawing. "All you have to do is copy this and you'll have your updated map." Victoria explained before heading towards the kitchen again to get started on lunch.
The fridge was open and Victoria took a look inside. "Hmmm…they got a few pounds of ground beef, tomatoes, cheese, lettuce, and pickles." She muttered. She opened the cupboard and found some buns and onions. "Okay, now I know what to make for lunch." Victoria said.
The kitchen door opened as soon as a large skillet was placed on the stove's front burner. Two average sized patties of the ground beef was dropped in and began to sizzle as they cooked. A deep and hardly familiar voice came from behind Victoria, "So, first he made you clean the lounge and kitchen and now he's making you cook?"
Victoria turned her head just enough to see Shanks while still watching the cooking meat to make sure it didn't burn. "It's all right. I'm used to cooking and cleaning. It's my job at home to cook and clean for my little brothers and sister. My mother and father believe that if I do housework, then I'll be able to do something in my life because I don't have any special qualities." Victoria explained. She placed another skillet on a second burner and put more patties on the skillet in order to get more meat cooked faster.
"You seem like the most normal one in the class."
"Well, Johnny's about as normal as I am. He just thinks differently. Kyler's normal, too. He just likes to have fun and party like all the other boys in the high school. I don't know about Kurt and Elie, though."
"What about Maura? You seem to be friends with her."
"She's my best friend. She's not exactly normal, but she's the good type of weird." Victoria explained. She did not explain the fact that she was in fact jealous of her best friend. She was the opposite of Maura. While her best friend was brave and fiery, she was timid and often over-looked. Victoria turned over the browning meat as she continued her conversation with her teacher. Occasionally, she went to the vegetables and began slicing them onto plates.
"So, what's on the menu for lunch?" Shanks asked the timid girl.
"It's an island delicacy. We call them cheeseburgers." Victoria explained. Okay, so cheeseburgers weren't an island delicacy. Everybody who lived on the island or even in the whole country knew what they were, but Shanks didn't seem to know that.
A surprised look found its way upon his face. "Sounds good." Shanks told her, "I never heard of them before."
Another flip of the two patties on the first skillet and they looked perfectly done. Quickly, Victoria opened up two buns and placed the patties on the bottom part. A slice of cheese was placed upon the patty along with a slice of tomato, some pickles, and two slices of onions before being topped by the top half. Two more patties were placed upon the first skillet for them to be cooked. The whole process was repeated again and again until it was close to a half hour later and twenty-six cheeseburgers were piled in a pyramid shape on a large plate.
"Hey, is that lunch?" Kyler asked from the doorway to the kitchen. His arms were aching from lifting the heavy barrels and ammo around the storage area, but hope filled his eyes when he saw the pyramid.
"Yup. We're having burgers for lunch." Victoria answered.
Kyler jumped and punched the air. "All right!" he shouted. He ran out to the deck and called, "Yo, guys! Lunch is ready!"
From the inside of the ship, it sounded like things were being dropped on the wooden deck. Footsteps…loud footsteps echoed as they walked—or more like stomped towards the entrance to the inside and before anybody knew it, the whole inside was filled with twenty six people waiting for their lunch.
Kyler, Maura, Johnny, Kurt, and Elie were the first to grab a burger and as they each grabbed one, Victoria got a closer look at them. Kyler still looked a little tired, though not as much as he did before. Maura didn't have her cigarette in her fingers but otherwise looked fine. Kurt's gun was put away. Elie didn't look any different than she did earlier that morning. Johnny's forehead was covered in sweat and his hand was bandaged up.
"Johnny, what happened?" Victoria asked.
Olivier decided to answer for him, "Genius here wasn't watching what he was doing and ended up hammering a nail in his hand. Luckily, he didn't get any bones or major organs."
Shanks couldn't help but to laugh at Johnny. After looking at the way Johnny was acting with the radio, he seemed like the type that was born to fix things and would not get injured from it. He was wrong and this proved it. After his laughing, he remembered that the day before, he made a promise to present them with rum that was filled with flavors that not even Elie had heard about, but before that…
"Hey, what's in that treasure chest up there?" Kyler asked, pointing at a treasure box sitting on the fourth row on a shelf.
No thought was made as Lucky reached up for the chest and with his large hands, opened up the box. Laying inside was what looked like a purple-ish pineapple. The entire fruit, even what looked like the leaves, were purple. There were also some little swirls on the sides of the purple pineapple.
"What's that?" Victoria asked.
"It's a Devil Fruit. It's very valuable, worth billions of berries if we sell it." Lucky explained.
From her spot on a barrel around the table, Elie's eyes widened. If Lucky had not said the words "if we sell it", she wouldn't have even known that berries was another word for money or dollars. Billions of dollars could help her with something that she really wanted and couldn't afford to get. The second he finished explaining it, Elie knew that she had to have the fruit and in order to get it, she would have to resort to stealing. The box was closed and placed back on its spot and a barrel filled with rum was opened. Mugs and mugs were filled with the rum and passed around. Everybody except for Maura took a sip. She had two reasons for that: she would not drink anything that she had no clue was in it and she preferred smoking over drinking.
Elie's nose wrinkled as she tasted the alcohol that was in her mug. Some of the juices she was able to pick out: apples, cherries, and a tiny bit of orange. There was rum in there, too, but there was something about it that made the rum taste…strange. Spicy yet a little sour, too. She had to admit, though, she didn't hate the drink. Kyler and Kurt looked like they enjoyed it, too. In fact, they asked for refills, but due to the underage of the two and the fact that Kurt had to drive everyone back to the school, they were denied their demands and since there were more pirates than there were students, Kurt and Kyler didn't dare fight them in order to get refills. Johnny and Victoria didn't care for the rum. In fact, Johnny didn't even like the taste of it. Those two didn't take more than a few sips of the rum.
Nobody moved from their spots as they sat down talking amongst each other, drinking the unknown rum, and smoking cigarettes. Nobody was even paying attention to the treasure box. Nobody, that is, except for Elie. It was now her chance to take the fruit without anybody else seeing. She crept through the room of pirates and kids and made it to the box without being seen. As quickly and quietly as she could, Elie opened the box, grabbed the fruit, and put it in her school bag she carried before making it back to her original seat.
An hour passed before Shanks announced to the six that came with him that it was time to head back to the school. Thankfully, this time Victoria wasn't forced to clean up after the pirates when lunch was through. None of the six kids said a "thank you" or a "good-bye" when they left, but that was okay. The rest of the crew didn't give them a "good-bye" either.
No orders were made from Kurt for everybody but Elie to get in the back of Kurt's truck. They all just climbed into the back and buckled up. Without anybody saying anything else, Kurt slammed on the gas of his truck and began to head quickly back to the high school.
A nervous feeling overtook the bodies of the remaining Red Hair Pirates that were still on the ship. The nervous feeling was telling them that something of theirs, something very valuable was gone.
In order to see if their suspicions were correct, Ben decided to investigate. He had a feeling that if something was missing, it would most likely be the Devil Fruit Lucky showed the class earlier. They hadn't felt that feeling at all until the fruit was displayed. His hands found their way to the chest and slowly, he opened up the treasure chest. It was completely empty. One of those kids had indeed stolen the Devil Fruit.
Ben broke into a run as he made his way to the deck holding the empty chest. "THE KAZE KAZE NO MI HAS BEEN STOLEN!!!" He screamed.
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A/N: Okay, that's chapter six. Yes, that means that Elie has stolen something else belonging to Shanks or his crew, but I have a good idea of what I'm going to do with the fruit. I know I did not explain what happened to every student while they were "tortured", but I'll explain what happened to the others. Also, I plan on explaining why Kurt started driving slow in the later chapter, but I'll explain now anyway: where I live, if you drive in a school zone, you have to go 20 miles per hour before you can speed up so I did that in the story, too. Kurt was driving in a school zone.
The type of fruit I chose might have already been used in One Piece, but oh well. I'll just use it again. Oh, and here's the translation for Johnny's Al Bhed translation:
Drec ec ymm y pihlr uv pimmcred - this is all a bunch of bullshit