Sanji stumbled down a hallway. His legs weak with pain. Blood and other bodily fluids covered him, mostly around the inside of his thighs.

He didn't know where he was, who he was, or whatever that thing was. It had hurt him, the pain almost unbearable. The entire time the thing had it's way with him, it would only moan and say how much it loved Sanji. Sanji was terrified, he had never felt this much fear in his entire existence, then again...he didn't know how long he had actually lived. He knew simple things, like how to talk and eat and drink, and other things that didn't really matter.

"Oh Sanji~!"

Sanji froze, panic raced through his entire body, he had to get away.

"Oh my this just won't do! Where did my little pet run off to~?"

Zoro glared at the impostor, who only pulled a cigarette out of it's pack and lit it.

"So," the impostor started, "...what gave me away?"

Zoro gripped one of his swords, Luffy pulled back his fist, Nami took out her Clima-Tact, Usopp looked confused, Franky aimed his gun at Sanji, Robin grew arms out of Sanji's body, wrapping around him tightly, Brook slowly unsheathed his sword, and Chopper grew to his human size.

Sanji smirked.

"Well, now that the cat's out of the bag I guess I'll have to come clean huh?" Sanji closed his eyes and sighed, then opened them again.

Black eyes stared back at everyone, causing them to flinch. The impostor chuckled.

"What? Not scared are you?"

"What did you do with Sanji?!" Luffy glared at the fake, who grinned wickedly.

"Hmm? Can't hear you~! Wanna speak louder shrimp?" it put one hand up to it's ear.

Luffy landed a punch right into the fake's stomach, making it cough up blood.

"N-Nice, real nice. I guess you don't care what happens to your friend's body, do you?" Everyone froze, Luffy looked at him in horror.

"What are you?" it was Robin who asked this time.

"You can't be human, obviously, but I've never seen anything like you before. A parasite perhaps? Maybe-"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!" Robin jerked back in shock, as if she had been slapped. Sanji's voice sounded like it was overlapped with another.

"Listen here you hussy, I'm not taking anymore of your shit! I'm not going to kiss the ground you walk on or do any of your stupid orders anymore! In fact..." the fake trailed off, his maddened face slipping into a demonic-like grin.

"I think I'll kill you."

"That's enough!" the fake jerked it's head towards Zoro, who looked even more pissed off.

"You're not the cook, so get the fuck out of here before I make you."

The fake dropped it's face and started snickering, turning into a chuckle, then full blown out crazed laughter. Before it's face went serious, and glared at the swordsman.

"I'd like to see you try."

Sanji sobbed, curled into a ball.

It had been worse this time. So much worse.

Eventually the thing had found him, and had beaten him almost to death for running away, before it fucked him raw to the point that the poor blonde passed out from the pain.

"You're mine now, no one can have you, not even that damn swordsman you care so much about. I bet he doesn't even know, little pussy. Can't do anything right can you? Then again, you didn't have me. Now we're going to be together. Forever." it kissed him hard, lapping it's tongue in Sanji's mouth.

Sanji tried to sit up, but a flare of pain arched through his back down to his ass.

This was it, this was how he was going to live for the rest of his life. A fuck toy. A plaything. A slave.

"...angi..." Sanji curled himself into a tighter ball. 'Oh god no more please!'

"San..i.." 'NO! NO MORE PLEASE GOD NO MORE!'

"Sanji." Sanji sobbed louder.

"SANJI!"

The air was thick with tension, the impostor stood there with a relaxed posture, while there were several arms restricting him. The cigarette he had lit had fallen to the floor from the jerking from the arms. But he was smiling the entire time, even though an arm was wrapped around his neck, and two constricted his arms into an awkward shape, making him twist his back a little.

"So what? You just gonna stand there and stare at me? If so, I'll get bored." Sanji pouted, an unusual look on the familiar face.

Luffy growled and cocked back a fist, when a hand on his shoulder halted his movements.

"Luffy bro, I don't think hitting it will help." Franky said, a frown on his face.

"Yeah, you heard what it said, it might hurt Sanji too!" Usopp added, hiding behind on the chair on the deck.

"I'm booooored~!" Sanji suddenly called out, making the entire crew jump, "You guys sure are boring. Maybe I should go bother Sanji for a while, have some more fun."

Zoro froze, what the hell did that mean?

"What are you talking about?" Luffy demanded, his attention back on the fake.

"Oh? You wanna know what I did to your precious cook?" the fake giggled, it black eyes widening, making the silver dots smaller.

"I fucked him."