"This can't be real…"
I keep telling this ever since I came out of unconsciousness, but every time I close and open my eyes to try and see something different, it is still the same thing: a small dark room, a prison bed and no windows, the only source of light being the one passing through the small round window of the door. I already tested that door. It is locked and well closed. I'm stuck in here and I don't even know why. I don't have my bag, so I can't even read to try and calm my nerves. I'm alone with my own thoughts. I'm lying on my back on the ground, trying to see something from the ceiling. Well, I'm sure what I'm about to say won't surprise anyone, but it's completely dark. Surprised, huh? I'm so down I can't joke around… I sigh and close my eyes, even if it doesn't make much of a difference.
"Okay, what do I do now?"
Actually, what could I do? First, analyse the situation. Locked up in a small room, if I'm not mistaken in the Heart pirates' submarine and most probably…I shiver, turn on the side and curl up to hold my legs against my chest. Yeah, no chance to escape with that fear of mine, even if I can figure out how deep we are and where we are situated. I'll be so scared I won't be able to move, anyhow. I breathe slowly, trying to calm down. I can still feel the hit that guy gave me when I was panicking. It doesn't feel nice for sure, but at least it isn't that painful. I lift a hand at the base of my neck, feeling the cold touch of my fingers on it. Yeah, you heard me right. I have cold fingers from as far as I can remember. Not really fun since I get cold easily, but it's useful for situations like these, though. I have to calm down a little more…I know, I'll do what I always do when I feel down.
"Ne perdatis Luces. Cantum sanctum nunc accipite. Oro, canto, vobis. Fiat lux"
Yeah, I'm singing. It may sound stupid, but I feel better doing so. I calm down gradually and roll on my back again, opening my eyes. I'm not sure what I can do, even less what is going to happen, but I'll try my best to stay calm…as much as I can stay calm when I've obviously been kidnapped. I toss around, getting annoyed to stand still like that. I let out a sigh as I flopped on my belly, my arms on my sides.
"I'd just wish they'd at least tell me why I'm here"
As if following my request, the door's lock makes a loud sound, proving it had been unlocked. I roll on my back again to sit down like a child as I looked up. Didn't felt like standing up. As the door opens, my expression turned quite serious, even though I felt my hands shaking. The one on the other side was Trafalgar himself with his smirk on. It was a bit creepier than what I had seen before, which didn't help the trembling of my hands.
"So, you came back to your senses"
No, I'm still in complete darkness. Me sitting down and looking up at you is just an illusion. Of course I came back to my senses. Why would I be sitting otherwise? Nah, better not say that. Actually, I'll keep quiet. I think I've spoken my mind enough in…wait, I don't even know how long it has been since the incident!
"Keeping quiet? Suit yourself. I still think you looked prouder when you spoke your mind back there"
Yeah and it was almost the last thing I would have done. Actually, I wonder what's worst. Dying knocked out on a wall or being kidnapped by a pirate crew? … Hum, hard to say. Well, he still had a point, though. I keep my calm, looking straight at him.
"That's because I made a choice back there. I was following my convictions. I didn't really have a choice to follow or else in this condition, so there's nothing I can really say. I did try to make you understand I didn't believe this was a good idea, too"
He seems to consider my words for a moment, his smirk having changed for a more serious look. What? Did he finally take my words for granted? Will he let me go? Which makes me think, had we left my hometown? Since there aren't any windows in this room, I can't see outside. I turn my gaze a little to try and see behind him, but Law moves a little, attracting my gaze.
"I didn't intend to let you choose anyway. You'll have to assume the situation and deal with it"
He turns around and starts closing the door, but stops.
"Don't think you'll ever go back to your hometown. I won't let you even take a step out of this room until you finally understood that you don't belong there anymore"
I…don't belong in my hometown anymore? What did he mean by that? Even if I was willing to ask some questions, he closed the door the moment he finished his sentence. I saw his shadow disappear from the door's window…but not the sound of the lock being turned. Did he leave it unlocked? Why? I doubt someone like him would forget to lock a cell's door. I go on all fours, getting closer to the door. I know, it is a little stupid, but I didn't want the movement to be seen from the window had I stood up. I stand only when I am sure I can't be seen from the window and stare at the door's handle. Should I try? Well, considering the situation, I don't really have anything to lose, other than my life of course, but it didn't really seem to belong to me anyway at this point. I put my hand on the handle and turn it slowly. The door opens a little. It really wasn't locked this time. Normal? Nah, I don't think so. An invitation to go out? More like a challenge to me. I look down at my boots, thinking for a moment. I'd be better off without them if I really want to walk out of here without making noise. I untie the lace and take the boots off, finding myself with my black socks on a steel floor. Cold, I can assure it was. I took a quick peek through the slight opening and opened the door a little more to be able to slip out of the room, keeping the boots with me with my left hand. I wouldn't have trouble if I need to pass somewhere it isn't possible to do so without boots. I close the door behind me, just to be sure. They'd notice right from the start if the door was open. Keeping my hood down, I didn't want to miss seeing anything since I wasn't supposed to be walking around, I start going forward silently, on the alert. The floor was warmer around here. Actually, the further I went, the warmer the whole place got. Well, no matter, I was keeping my coat. All I had left were my clothes, so I'll keep them. Okay, and a den den mushi who somehow couldn't stop singing if I woke it up. I'd have to be careful not to.
"If he starts singing here, I'm doomed"
Surely it would resound all around the submarines' corridors, which would alert the entire crew and let them spot me. I didn't really want to let the little guy behind after all the times he cheered me up without me asking for his music. He was like my little protected one. I could feel him moving in my pocket, right this instant. I put my hand on the pocket and whisper calmly.
"It's alright, just stay in there for another while, okay?"
He stops moving, not making a sound. It was better this way. I go forward, following the corridor I was in. There were doors here and there just like the one for the room I was locked inside. Since this corridor was a straight path, it would be useful if someone was to come around here to hide in a room. Well, hoping there wasn't someone inside the room at that time, though. There aren't any windows here. Guess I won't be able to see outside just yet. I need to know. I don't have a chance if we are far from the shore…quite considerate, I'm not even sure I'd be able to leave if there is a certain distance to swim. We are in winter after all. The water is going to be damn cold, too cold to swim in when you are a normal human, and the little den den mushi wouldn't survive this trip in the cold waters. I had better hurry to find a window. The faster I know, the faster I'll think of a way to get out of here. I'll show that Trafalgar…and hope I don't fall on him again afterwards…and make sure I don't go in that little street ever again. The atmosphere is getting nice. I wonder where the crew went to not be around at this moment…I shouldn't have asked. Calm footsteps resound at the end of the corridor, right where it was turning. I stiff in the spot. What to do?! Right, open a door! I look around and spot one that is already open. I swiftly get in, letting my boots fall on the floor of the room, and close the door with my two hands to make sure it was quick but silent. I hear the footsteps pass in front and I sigh in relief.
"That was a close one…"
I turn around to take a look at the room I had entered. I'll be honest. The room was in complete darkness right now, a slight source of light covered by a quite large curtain. It took me a moment to get used to my surroundings. My eyes widen as I look at the walls. It was covered by shelves filled with books. Where the hell did I…? A bed? Oh boy…I think that's Trafalgar's room.
"Of all the damn rooms, I had to fall on his? I couldn't fall on a cabin boy's room or anything else?"
Apparently not. Quite my luck. Well, since I'm here, and that the person who was walking seems to be standing in the corridor, I could take a closer look around. Like I said, nothing to lose. Leaving the boots on the ground, I walk towards the wall, looking at all the books. Most of them didn't have titles to make the difference between them. It was the cover that made a difference. The colors, the symbols, the little details, the ropes used to keep the page, it was impressive to see, at least for me who always loved books. Yes, I admit it, I'm a bookworm. But what really attracted my attention was one specific book. Purple, diamond shaped embroideries in the leather cover, a blue and a brown rope…that was the book that was missing from my locker back at school. It was too high for me to reach it, though…Isn't there something I could use to reach it? Oh, a chair! Well, not my brightest idea since it rolls, but it would have to do. I bring it closer to the place where the book was and, watching so the chair doesn't roll, climb up. I stretch out a hand, carefully reaching for the book, and close my fingers on the cover, I pull on it and, having too much swing, fall a little behind. I quickly jump from the chair and land on my feet, sliding a little on the floor but taking back my balance. Sighting n relief, I look at the book, noticing the page marks weren't at the usual places. Let's see what he was searching for…