The Necromancer
"WHAT?" Zoro seemed to use that word quite a lot.
"Chopper's soul has suddenly disappeared. I don't know where it's gone nor when it will return. But I assure you it isn't the end of the world."
"You're getting on my nerves, Soul." He rambled.
"Least the cook is back, but that doesn't change his fate in the real world. He will still die in," She calculated the numbers in her cursed mind, "Thirty minutes. The fake one will die to, mind you, so you'll know when each of your nakama dies."
"You mean… more then Sanji will die."
"Everyone but the captain of the ship will die of the curse."
Zoro was left speechless, but he quickly recovered at the sight of his lover, and the thought of losing him.
"Can we stop it!"
"Of course, but that requires the help of that of a necromancer. I believe there is one on this island. If he's still alive that is."
"Oh so fucking helpful."
"Zoro I haven't dealt with humans for a very long time." And that was the truth for sure.
"Then let's go find the shitty necromancer!"
"We will need Luffy. But he's out cold. Sanji would be useful too."
"Luffy will wake up to any kind of food."
"Simple enough." I lay Chopper down and take the rubbery captain from Zoro.
"You can deal with Sanji." I whispered to him, already heading out the door.
In a matter of seconds, Zoro and Sanji were following. Apparently, along with his own body back, he also has all his memories.
Make things a lot easier I thought.
It was still quite a bit dark on adventure, and since the swordsman kept getting lost so easily, it took a big chunk out of the time we had left.
By the time we reached house, twenty-five minutes have passed.
Zoro sighed in relief. "Finally made it."
"Roronoa Zoro. I never said the Necromancer was in here. Like I said I don't even know if he's alive."
That changed his aura from happy to heartbroken once more.
I knocked three times before entering the small wooden shack.
It was dimly, but a chest in the back of the room was visible, its red velvet covering damp. Bookshelves lined the other walls. No other hallway, door, or rooms for that matter could be seen.
If my suspicions were correct, this was an old book keeper's storage room. A perfect hiding place for a necromancer.
I went over to the chest and opened the lid, balancing Luffy on my shoulder. I was completely black so I felt around. My hands brushed against the thin rope ladder that leads downwards.
"There is a ladder in here. Be careful and go one at a time. It is very thin."
I slowly climbed inside, carefully maneuvering Luffy and myself so we fit perfectly for our descent.
Once my feet touched the stone floor, I called for them to follow.
But once Sanji got half way down the ladder, he lost consciousness, and hit the floor with a sicking crack.
"SANJI!" Zoro shouted, rushing to get down the ladder.
The time was up.
The curse shall take Sanji's soul now.
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-Soul Spirit-