I do not own One Piece.
Where are currently approaching one of Pops' island to restock, and take a much need break. But it seems that is going to happen. As we approach the island, we hear the distinct sounds of gun fire and yelling that accommodate battle. Jumping up into the crow's nest, I put my binoculars up to take a look. Looking around, I instantly recognize one of the fighting parties, being Wallem and his crew, but there doesn't seem to be a group of people fighting against them. I scan the shore, where the fight is taking place, more carefully, looking for anyone who is out of place. I notice Wallem fire his gun, and trace the approximate path with my eyes, which widen dramatically when I notice the target. Standing there, bruised and bloody, clutching her right arm and looking as if she were about ready to collapse was Zahara.
Cursing loudly, I jump down and turn to face Pops. "We have to stop them, Pops!" I yell urgently, already preparing to depart for the island on Striker.
"Wait a second, Ace. What's going on?" Pops demands, looking slightly concerned.
"They're attacking Zahara, Pops…I have to stop them before they kill her…or she kills any of them," I reply, jumping down and taking off, smiling slightly when I notice a blue, flaming mass fly pass me. I make Striker goes as fast as I can, speeding towards the island. I get there in time to hear Marco calming Wallem down.
"Hey, Ace." Zahara greets with a pained smile, swaying slightly. I rush over, helping lower her to the ground. "I take it they are some of your friends?" she asks, nodding her head towards all of the pirates now sitting on the sand.
"Yeah, something like that," I answer, checking over her wounds. She lets out a shaky breath and points off into the trees.
"See that bag over there?…You should go get it. There is something important in there that I need right now," she says. I look to where she is point and rush over as soon as I notice the bag, the same one she had last time we saw each other. Gently handing the bag to her, I watch as she begins digging around, her eyebrows knitted together.
"There it is," she says triumphantly before reaching a vial filled with a purple substance towards me. I look at her confused for a second, getting ready to ask what it was for when she explains. "It's an antidote, for the poison they inhaled. A drop each, in the mouth. You might want to hurry." I gape at her before quickly turning around, only to come face to face with Marco.
"I'll take care of them. You make sure she is alright," he says, taking the vial away and making his way towards the closest pirate. I turn back to Zahara, watching as she digs through her bag, pulling out medicine and bandages.
"You look a mess. Why were you all fighting?" I ask, grabbing the disinfectant and beginning to clean her wounds, wincing when I notice the broken bones and that there was no exit would for the bullet.
"You try getting attacked by a hundred pirates and coming out unscathed," she retorts with a laugh. "As to why we were fighting, I don't know. They attacked me, I defended myself." she replies with a shrug watching me.
"hmm, Pops will figure it out, and we have to get the doctors to look you over. I'm pretty sure you have some broken bones and a bullet lodged into your shoulder." I tell her, smile at her. She smiles back, still holding tightly to her shoulder.
We sit there talking until the Moby Dick docks. Helping Zahara stand, I take her over to one of the doctors, being one of the many people to rush off the ship. He slings her good arm over his shoulders and helps her walk to the infirmary as I make my way over to where Pops and Marco are standing with Wallem.
"Wallem, what happened?" Pops asked calmly, not the type to get mad at any of his sons without a good reason. He looks up from his seat on the sand where his ship's doctor was stitching up on wound on his arm.
"We docked here to restock on supplies, when a bunch of people said that they had been attacked by a silver fox demon earlier today. She matched the description we were given, so we attacked her. I didn't know she knew you or was under your protection or anything, Pops. I just didn't want anyone to get away with attacking one of the villages under your protection." he replies wincing slightly.
"Zahara wouldn't attack people for no reason, Pops." I argue, feeling the need to defend my sister. Pops sighs loudly before turning around.
"Izo! Thatch!" he yells, waiting as they make their way over. "Go into town and see what you can find out. Some people were claiming that Zahara attacked them, find out if it is true," he orders. They nod their heads and begin making their way through the forest.