I awoke but kept my eyes closed, something felt off, then I noticed I was on a bed and not thrown in the brig. Steadying my breathing keeping as still as possible and my body limp and relaxed, to my left I hear a door open the wood squeaking from age. Footsteps trod in a light lazy manner into the room.
"Pops, Thachie any change in her yoi?"
The door didn't sound again, 'So that means I could escape' but something nagged at my mind. 'Wait did he say pops!'
"No son," Whitebeard, at least I assumed, spoke in a tone that can only be describe as gravel like "now Thatch how come we have a stowaway?"
I heard said man snort.
"She came up with the cargo for the pantry, hid inside one of the crates, dunno weather through luck or something else but if she had picked a crate just three down from where she hid we would've had a stowaway popsicle, pops do you think Doc will be up yet?"
"Marco, go and find Kate and bring her here"
"Oh why must i go yoi?"
"It would do well if she were to wake up to at least have someone she recognises Marco, even if they fought Gurarara"
"Fine" Marco replied annoyed before leaving the room in search of the doctor. I heard feet shuffle towards me and stop at the side of my bed before I felt it dip slightly and heard Thatch sigh.
"Ne Pops she seemed surprised when I caught her first attack and the second... this kid has practically grown in the streets, yet she has an eye for strategy. Most people would toss a useless weapon but she kept it and if it weren't for my years experiance I would have bought her bluff."
I hear Whitebeard grunt in agreement, and a rustle of clothes.
"Not only that son, look at her wrists. I am no doctor but they are old she has definitely be captured by someone at some point"
I felt Thatch grab my hand and I decided to make my move, I yanked myself up which caused Thatch to fall towards me but as soon as my wrist was free I was already sliding off the bed and making for the door then ran through the corridor as fast as my feet would carry me. Turning my head back to check if they were pursuing me and grinned seeing that they had not, that was until a pain flashed through my stomach and I was flung to the floor face down past the door that I had just escaped from.
Groaning, slowly raising my head to see a large and very sharp taloned claws walking in a leisurely slow pace, clacking and scraping slightly across the flooring. Thatch had poked his head out the door and was grinning at me. I made to get up in an attempt to leave again even though it was unlikely that I would make it past the two commanders when Thatch spoke up his words enraging me beyond explanation.
"Miss me already, kitty" I went to lunge for him only to be stopped by his friend.
'I'm gonna kill him. Jerk as if I'd miss any one as irritating as him. I bet he fully knows that my intention was to get off this ship as fast as possible' he fully ignored the death glares I sent his way and walked over to me petting my hair in a patronising way and I tried to get away struggling from my captor but he held on tight
"After all kitten it's not like you can leave. You were unconscious when we decided to up anchor and set sail for the next island." I stopped my escape attempts knowing that if that were the case I should be on my best behavior despite hating the idea of being captive again it would not pay to aggravate these pirates any more than I already have.
"Marco" Whitebeard nodded to the bed, Marco lifted me up easily and walked me over I had half expected to be thrown on to the bed, so i squeezed my eyes shut, but to my surprise he had placed me upon the bed carefully.
Blink...blink...blink. 'Woah this bed is huge, but that would mean' I looked up at the giant of a man who was sat upon a wooden throne of sorts but he ignored my questioning looks and turned to the First commander.
"Marco where is Kate?"
He leaned on the wall next to the door placing his hands lazily behind his head, the way he currently was it was hard to imagine the strength and speed he had possessed only moments ago, before answering.
"She's dealing with a couple of rookies hangovers and will be over as soon as she is done"
Whitebeard turned and gave me a look that dared me to defy him, I gulped almost audibly and found it difficult to keep eye contact as this strange pressure pulsated across my head and crushed my chest.
"I am needed elsewhere, I trust you will be on your best behavior for my sons?" I nodded to him and as quickly as the pressure had hit me it had vanished.
"Che...Brat" and with that one of the most powerful figures in the new world swept out of the room with powerful long strides, being in his presence made me question the factual correctness in the newspaper about the emperor's deteriorating health.
It had only been five minutes since Whitebeard had left, and my boredom was getting to an intolerable level.i looked at Thatch who was currently sharpening a sword but even though he was concentrating on his task he still looked toward me every so often and Marco was sat at a desk looking at paperwork. Sighing I took a small round ball out of my pocket aiming for a certain point on the floor I let it go.
Thud... thud... catch...thud...thud...catch...thud...thud...catch...thud...thud...catch...thud...thud...catch.
Thud...thud...snatch
I glared up at the ball thief and held my hand out.
'Give me my ball back you damn pineapple head'
AN, mwahaha so i still haven't let you in on why she hasn't spoken yet so far i have decided that it will be to do with her time as a captive but i am undecided as whether i should make this a physical and permanent or to make it a psychological which she is perhaps able to over come.
i hope the fic is okay i will check it over as about the second half was written in the last 20 mins in an effort to escape and there weren't any new chaps of fics i have bookmarked. constructive criticism is welcome as i am trying to overcome my dyslexia and i will try to only switch povs when my character is asleep or unconscious plus if at any chapter you think i am using the "I" word too much then please tell me as i will go back and rewrite it