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Ace and Whitebeard have been asking why people were after me, but I didn't really want to talk about it, at all. It is not really any of their business, they shouldn't get anymore involved. I plan on leaving as soon as their quack of a doctor gives the okay. But he tells me that will be quiet a while. So, I have been spending my days wondering around, trying to avoid Ace and his multitude of questions, which is much harder than it should be, he seems to know everything about this ship.

But today, he hasn't come around, which is kind of weird. Deciding it would be best to get out of bed, and go out onto the deck, and maybe look for Ace without getting bombarded with questions. I slowly sit up and grab my crutch, pulling myself to my feet. I walk out of the door, pausing for a few seconds to enjoy the feel of the sun and the slight breeze that was blowing. It has been so long since I was able to relax as I do here.

A small smile graces my face as I begin making my way to the front of the ship, where Ace usually is talking to Whitebeard or Marco. The smile falls from my face as I near the front of the ship. I hear a familiar voice, one that doesn't belong to anyone in this crew. Pressing myself up against the wall, I cautiously peek around the corner, cursing as I notice the three people standing in front of Whitebeard, talking heatedly.

"….no idea what she has done. What she is capable of! She is a monster, she needs to be destroyed." the tallest of the three yell, glaring furiously up at Whitebeard, who let's out a loud laugh.

"This is a pirate ship, son. We are all considered monsters." Whitebeard replies, causing some of his crew to laugh softly. The three visitors in front of him didn't seem too amused, as they began sneering furiously at him. The girl takes a deep breath, before stepping forward.

"We know you are all pirates, and most people few you. But I have heard that you were different. That even though you are a pirate, you don't attack innocent civilians and that you even go as far as protecting islands and expecting nothing in return." She says softly, causing Whitebeard and the crew to stop laughing and stare at her, waiting for her to continue.

"She truly is a monster. She came to our village wounded, seeking a place to stay for a few weeks. Our father took her in, treated her wounds. She was very polite, the weeks that she was healing, she was very kind and helpful. But…as soon as her wounds had healed, she attacked. She killed everyone in the village, including our father. We three barely escaped by running to the forest and hiding. When we returned and found the village in ruin, we swore that we would get revenge. That wasn't the only time she had done something like that. Many have claimed to have heard stories of her doing it to other villages, or even to pirates. I am sure that if you were to keep her here, so will end up doing the same to you…or at least trying to."

Everyone stares at the three visitors in contemplation. I stand rigidly, leaning against the wall, with my eyes screwed shut. Was this it? Would Whitebeard feel sympathy for them and turn me over? I wouldn't be able to defend myself against them, the way I am now.

"If she could slaughter entire villages and pirate fleets, what makes you think that the three of you could do anything against her?" Whitebeard asks, staring at them. They look at one another quickly before turning to reply.

"We don't really think that we stand much of a chance when she is full health, but we heard that she was injured quite badly when you brought her on board. This may be one of the only chances we get." the taller male replies, "We would also hate for her to try what she did to us, on you."

"You really think a single little girl could beat me, or my crew?…if she tries anything, we will take care of her. But for now, she is under my protection and I won't let anyone lay a hand on her." he replies firmly. The three people in front of him look ready to protest, but seem to think better of it and head back to their ship, angrily.

Silence stretches on as they watch the small ship sail away. Once the ship is barely noticeable anymore, Whitebeard sits back in his chair, taking a drink from his sake bottle before loudly speaking, "You can come out now Zahara."

I slowly make my way to his chair, stopping when I come next to it, most of the crew staring at me contemplating. "Why didn't you hand me over?" I ask confused, causing him to let out a loud laugh.

"They were lying, weren't they?" he asks in turn, smiling broadly. I stare at him in shock for a few seconds, before smiling back.

"Only half way," I reply, stare out at their retreating ship.

"Who are they really?" he asks, causing everyone to turn their attention to me, all eager to know the answer. I let out a sigh, knowing that I couldn't get around the question.

"My siblings," I reply solemnly.