A/N: I apologize for the lack of updates. I'm running low on creativity at the moment and I've also started on a new story, a Star Trek one actually. Anyways, I'd like to thank to all those who have reviewed so far and faved my works. I hope you will all continue to do so in the future.
Chapter 11 – Faith
In the early days when Zoro met Luffy, he could not believe the situations they ended up in. They barely scratched by with their lives and yet, Luffy always pulled them through. Be it luck or fate, Zoro never pondered on the thought because Zoro did not believe in gods of any sort. Instead, he thought that humankind decided their own fate.
Gods were for the weak and Zoro was anything but weak. However, as he stood before Kuma, he was as weak as the day he was born. His crew laid strewed about him, motionless and defenceless; their captain knocked unconscious.
However, Zoro stood defiant. Just because his crew was unconscious didn't mean their lives were forfeit. No god put them where they were now, so nothing could take them away. Everyone got to where they were now because of Luffy. If there was anything Zoro should believe in, it was his captain and Zoro believed this was not where the captain would end – not unconscious and beaten to a pulp. Not in that way at all.
Zoro was desperate.
In tight situations, Zoro would often suggest severing his limbs in order to escape. So, he did what he could to ensure his crew's safety from Kuma. He offered not arm or legs but every flesh and bone in his body.