So I proof read this a good 10 times, and am quite happy with the results

NO,NO,DON'T DIE, PLEASE. He was laughing at him,

mocking him. Her blood stained your clothes. He looked at he

in rage, he felt a tug at his heart.

'Awww, the little boy sad', the voice

mocked. NO,NO,NO. He raised his arm with his

clawed like weapon, and slashed it across the boy's face.

Shanks shivered in his sleep. Why was it so cold, why was he so sweaty. Shanks rocked his head left to right as he sat up, unable to open his eyes.

Blood raked him. 'You miss the one that cared for you'.

The voice was cocky, dark.

Shanks bucked up and once again, tried to open his eyes. "LEAVE ME ALONE, GET OUT OF MY HEAD".

'No, who's gonna make me, not

you'. 'You are nothing, the world could do

without you'

Shanks had enough. He still couldn't wake up, so he felt around for something, he finally found the door to the bathroom and opened it up. He fumbled for the sink and turned it on. He stuck his head in the water and tried to open his eyes. He finally opened his eyes and looked back to find a shocked Mihawk. "Shanks, what happen to your face, why are you bleeding, who did this to you?" Shanks looked back at the mirror to find three slashes across his face. "It happened for real". Mihawk walked up to his friend and placed a hand on his shoulder, "Shanks, is everything okay" Shanks was about to nod when he saw something up with Mihawk. His eyes glazed over and he seemed lifeless.

"Mihawk", Shanks question, looking into the eyes of his lifeless friend. "Yes, Shanks". Shanks slowly walked past Mihawk, and into his room, where he went to hide in his bed. He wrapped the sheets around him, hoping he could just run away from it all. Mihawk walked into his room and stood at the foot of Shanks bed. Shanks eyes widened as Mihawk smiled at him. "Please, go away, leave me alone". Mihawk smiled and lunged at Shanks. "GET OFF". Mihawk sneered as his voice twisted into some type of demonic voice.

'Die, die, die, bitch...die'. Shanks screamed as Mihawk's grip on his neck tighten. "N..O...ST...O..P". Mihawk laughed as he choked the life out of his friend, 'You can't stop whats going to happen, your nothing but a puny human, nothing, the world will be dust and humans enslaved to me'. Shanks screamed as he got the strength to push Mihawk off. Mihawk hit the wall as Shanks ran out the room. He ran downstairs and outside, where he turned to look at his house. It was surrounded by green fog. "What's going on",Shanks said, voice full of terror.

The house broke down and was sucked down into a dark hole. Shanks screamed as he remembered Mihawk was still in that house. "MIHAWK"! No answer. Shanks looked into the hole and suddenly heard laughter. Mihawk shot out the ground and landed, breaking everything, as if it was glass. Shanks looked around at the nothingness they were in. Mihawk suddenly bucked up and down and landed on the ground, throwing up blood. "MIHAWK". Mihawk jerked as small droplets of blood fell from his mouth. Suddenly Mihawk's body was ripped apart, as something crawled from it.

Shanks backed up in fear as he watched the creäture wobble to its feet. The thing started to warp into some type of human thing. Shanks watched in horror as the thing warped into a 10'0 feet tall human. It looked down at Shanks with a grin on its face. Shanks finally got a good look at it. It was a male with black hair with a small cut under his eye. He was mucslear and had a huge X-shaped scar on his chest. He had a pale sick light green color and had small pieces of flesh missing. He was also followed by a thick, paled green fog. He looked down at Shanks and grinned, 'Shanks, what a surprise'.

Shanks swallowed his fear and looked up at the zombie-like creäture. "Who are you, what are you". The thing laughed at the question and cut his eyes at Shanks. 'Look at you, your're the piece of shit thats going to stop me from enslaving the world, hmmm, I feel your power, you're not normal...' The thing licked its lips and looked back down at Shanks. 'Your power, I want it'.The thing grabbed Shanks and lifted him up in the air by his shirt and grabbed on of his arms. 'Your power, mine'. It was black,as Shanks watched the blood shower him and the thing. He felt the pain and he felt the bone pull and break apart. He felt the lack of his arm missing as he was thrown to the side. Blood pooled around him as he watched the thing eat his arm. The blood dripped from his mouth as he faced a near-death Shanks.

He started to glow a light pink and he once gain, picked up Shanks. The air thicken as the thing raised up its hand and shook Shanks. Shanks heard a voice, "SHANKS WAKE UP, YOUR ARM, OH GOD, WHAT HAPPENED, WAKE UP". The thing grinned and looked at Shanks, 'You're a pretty thing, I might let you live, your world as you know is now MINE'. Shanks eyes glazed over as Mihawk shook him. "SHANKS, PLEASE DON'T DIE, DON'T". Shanks eyes opened wide and he blindly reached up to grab at Mihawk. "H..e..l..p..m..e". Mihawk nodded and took Shanks into the living room in his Mansion. He laid him down on a couch and ran around getting bandages and tissue.

He ran back to Shanks, who was struggling to breath, and cleaned up the blood from Shank's stump. He then wrapped it with the bandages and breathed. His face went back to its normal state as he started at Shanks. "What happened". Shanks explained his nightmare to Mihawk. Mihawk blinked and looked at Shanks, "Go wash your face, Shanks". Shanks nodded, thinking Mihawk didn't belive him. He went to the bathroom and begun to wash his face when he heard a scratching sound on his mirror. He looked up and blinked. He was awake, that he knew for sure, so why was their blood on his mirror. It was making words as Shanks read them, 'My brother could never handle anything right, you, you are that human, Shanks'.

Shanks shook his head and placed his fists on the mirror. This can't be happening, he was not seeing words of blood, he was awake, so did this have connection to his nightmare, to him losing his arm and being cut in the face. He trembled remembering the nightmare. That thing...what was it. The blood started to swirl and form a face in the mirror. It looked remarkable the same to the thing from his dream, expect it looked older and was a light red with long horns on the side of the it's head. Shanks also noticed that he had freckles. The thing laughed as it looked at Shanks through the mirror.

'Ace, remember that name okay, cause imma be your new king, bitch'. The thing grabbed Shanks's neck through the mirror. The furniture floated and the thing made a sadden screech. It's eyes turned into its head and showed only white. Ace wrapped his huge hands tighter around Shanks neck as the poor thing scratched at them. Suddenly Mihawk ran in and grabbed Shanks, pulling him from the thing's grasp. "NO, MIHAWK". Ace grinned as he screeched louder, letting go of Shanks and grabbing Mihawk instead, releasing a horrible black aura that went into Mihawk's mouth.

Shanks pulled at Mihawk, and released him from Ace's grip. Ace smiled as he disappeared and the furniture dropped to the floor and was quiet. Shanks shook and dragged Mihawk into the kitchen, forcing him to sit down as he sat next to him. Mihawk blinked and tried to speak to Shanks, "Sha.". "Just shut the hell up Mihawk, just sit here and we'll talk about this shit in the morning.". Mihawk blinked and looked back down on he table as he heard a horrible inhuman moan. Shanks mouth twisted in distaste, trying to explain in his head, how the hell he was going to explain to Mihawk what the hell is going on.

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