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Chapter 6

"Uh- uuuuuuuuhhhh... Hey guys I'm gona go take a shower and change my bandages bye!" She ran off into one of the cabins before locking herself in the bathroom. There she slowly unwrapped her first layer of bandages. Tomi was going to be in here for a long time. After she took off the first layer, she looked in the mirror. Before her, was a mess.

Covered from head to toe in ripped, bloody bandages that were a darkish brown color and crinkled loudly when it moved, was monster that would make anyone scream in terror at first glance. Her piercing blue eyes looked out coldly, the bandages like ripped up flesh, dirty, matted hair spilling out from over the bandages on her face, her frame like skin draped over a skeleton, and her locket's ruby, shining like blood. A monster indeed. She looked away, and took off the rest of the bandages.

As she stepped into the shower, Tomi sighed as the warm water hit her back. She only had a few minutes before she reached her limit, and if she passed it would be warm blood running down her back. As she quickly washed her hair and skin, she refused to look at herself; this time it was harder than usual. Yes, scrathces, cuts, broken bones, and wounds in geneal wold hal in a day, or more or less, depending on the seriousness. Even scars would fade over time. But he had discovered some kind of poison, that kept them from healing correctly.

Her body was riddled with twisted, horrible scars. Most of the time, he didn't use the poison. But when he did, he gave it to her chains, who hatedher, loathed her more than anything in the world. The scars her poisoned wounds left were pure white, bumpy ridges, that looked as though black ink was seeping out of them. Most wre random cuts and scratches, but some were words. Their favorite words to describe her infact.

Scum.

Disgusting.

Freak. Murderer. Horror. Savage. Beast. Monster. Pathetic. Useless.

Slave.

Words written in horrible crooked writing that added to the freakshow that was her. Not a single part of her, not even her mind, which had always been her safe place, was untouched by the cruel man who lived in shadows and forced children who just happened to survive against all odds in a situation were found by him. The kids who would be blackmailed with their families to murder, do his dirty work, become an abomonation to humanity until tey commited suicide or when all their family was killed or when he was done using them. There used to be 10 of them. But Tomi was all that was left.

Three minutes had passed. She stepped out of the shower.

This will never do. She thought to herself. I need to stall a little bit. They'll be sure to ask qustions hen I come out and I have to think of a plan to avoid that. Hmm... Tomi slowly dried herself of. Combed out her hair and undid each individual tangle. 10 minutes. Dried off her locked before looking at the picture inside, then having an imainary conversation with them, as though none of this had ever happened. 6 minutes. She wrapped herself up in a towel before cracking open the door.

"Hello?" she whispered, then cleared her throat. "Hello!? Can someone please bring me some bandages?" ami whipped around with a suspiciously big smile on her face.

"Yes I have them right here now let me come in so that I can check on your wounds and talk to you Tomi!" She started to walk in when Tomi ripped the bandages from her grasp.

"Nono it's ok I can take care of myself thanks!" and she slamed the door in Nami's face. Then was surprised to hear a low growl.

Tomi slowly wrapped up each foot, then her right leg, left leg. "Carefully" wrapped her torso, arms, hands, and face. 20 minutes. She opened up the door again. "Nami I already no you're right there with my clothes so just hand them over. A hand came into view holding the items in question.

"I'll only give them to you if-" she was cut off as Tomi took them and slammed the door again. But out of the pocket of her shorts fell one piece of folded up paper. Nami picked it up, and her eyes widened. The word wanted flashed before her eyes above a picture of her captain's smiling face.

Tomi continued to stall as she definately took her time getting dressed. By the time she ad put on her locket another 10 minutes had passed. She tied a small bag of stones that she had recently aquired to her belt loop and thought about the papers in her pocket. She could't put down any kills because she hadn't killed anyone, she had already cried today and probably yesterday so she didn't need to d that either, and why would she want to tak out the wanted poster to remind her of what was to come? No. Now she had to face Nami and the others.

As the door opened, she was surprised to see no one there. "I'm out." Tomi said. "You can question me now." Nami popped up and grabbed her arm, dragging her into a room where the crew was gathered at a table. Nami pushed her into a chair, then sat down across the table.

"Well Tomi, what do you have to say?" she asked, staring her down. Tomi looked around at everyone. Usopp was kind of paying attention, Luffy was playing a small toy plane, Zoro was sleeping, and Sanji was leaning against a wall and casually smoking a cigarette, but looking and definately listening.

"I'll start out with this. There are probably many, many questions that you have, but I can only answer some. Ask as many as you want, and If I can answer them, I will, and if I can't, your answer will be silence. Because there are things you need to know, and things you want to know. So ask away."

"What's your real name?"

"Satomi, Tomi for short."

"How old are you?"

"16."

"How did you get those cuts?" silence. "How and why are you on our boat?" silence. "Are you working for someone?" silence. "Why are you so skinny?"

"Because I don't eat much."

"Did you eat a devil fruit?"

"Yes."

"Which one?"

"The shock shock fruit."

"What can you do?"

"Use electricity."

"Why is that locket so important and bloodstained?"

"Because it has a picture of my family and because the edges are sharp."

The questions went on for another hour, and none of the ones after that recieved answers. They knew almost as much as they did before with her simple ansers that required more unanswered questions in a hope for detail."Fine! I give up!" Nami eventually said in frustation, smashing her head on the table. "Sanji, make us some lunch."

"Yes Nami dear anything for you!" He went over to the kitchen and started cooking."And what would you like, Satomi?"

"Nothing would be perfect."

"But you look starved. Trust me I should know."

"I said I'm fine. Give my food to Luffy or something."

"Yeah!"

"Idiot of course not. Tomi you will eat. Besides I'm an excellent cook I promise you'll like it."

"I said I'm!- ugh. Sanji, I know that you're a gourmet chef but I have gone fairly long amounts of time with little or no food and gotten used to it. I can't just start eating a lot so soon or else I'll get sick and just throw it up. Like this morning for example."

"If you say so. But at least have an apple or some water or something."

"*sigh* Fine." Satomi grabbed an apple and slowly ate it as she watched the others. "So what happens now?"

"Well," Nami said as she alked over to Tomi. "I guess that since you're part of the crew, we need a placefor you to sleep. We have a spare mattress and you can sleep in the girl's room with me. You'll also have to take nightwatch at some point, so you'll have it after Sanji. We take everything else as it cmes at us."

"Well, I guess it's official. I'm a wanted pirate now." She smiled as she tried to hide the waterfall of tears that fell on the inside as she realized that she was really going to have to be their friends. Then to murder them all. And she couldn't help but question her motives for the first time in over six years.

So chapter six is ddone and the plot is thickening. Sorry if there's bad spelling im doing this on my phone. I'm not even going to bother asking for reviews anymore because YOU GUYS ARE TO LAZY TO HAVE A HEART

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