I'm new to the world of One Piece, a few years ago I had started watching the anime but I stopped after seeing the Alabasta arc.
A few months ago I went back to it and it made me curious so I looked for One Piece stories and there was one or another that made my mind explode, my mind took on a life of its own and did not stop until I started to devise this story.
This story is published on wattpad in Spanish and since I just saw that here I can also upload images, I will publish the ones that I edited and drew that I liked.
I hope you like it as the chapter.
If you think this is hell you are wrong, hell has levels.
She had lost track of time. Since she arrived at Mary Geoise the days passed in a blur. Very early in the morning, the assistants who looked after the tenryuubitos' house were in charge of giving them cold water to drink, a piece of hard bread, a piece of cold cooked potato and if they were lucky, a piece of rancid cheese. After that small breakfast that made several of them cry with joy, most of the slaves left that small, dirty and smelly space that they designated as the slave room.
The most exclusive slaves with more "important" tasks -those who had direct contact with their masters- were divided into groups and waited until their owners woke up and were called: "The vehicles", two giants, an ex-pirate and a human. current that previously were corpulent, they used them as means of transport, they were even used to walk through their own gardens. Others were "the jesters" one, two, three and four, two men and two women who were in charge of dancing and entertaining their masters and guests. The other group were "the things", people who only lasted a day or two because the owners only bought them to entertain themselves with other nobles while they had fun watching hungry wild beasts flee inside a cell -the most popular entertainment of the moment- and finally "the helots", a group that was made up of a Mink under the command of the father, an ex-pirate in the hands of the mother, a human in the hands of the daughter and Sakura in the hands of their youngest son.
During the days they did everything their owners said and at night Sakura could barely sleep because being locked in a room filled mostly with men she had to defend herself from roving hands that tried to take advantage of her when they thought she was asleep. It is the only situation in which she reacted to defend herself against her.
The boy named Fernan called her as soon as he went down to have breakfast with his family, he made her stay still behind his seat and watch the freshly made delicacies that the servants put on the table and they ate carelessly. After breakfast, he made her follow him everywhere, looking for the slightest mistake to correct her. What she didn't know is that Sakura already felt dead inside, any punishment was just a little tickle, so her acts of intimidation had no effect, he whipped her, made her walk on tacks, left her without food for a few days.
Nothing.
None of the options had the desired effect on Fernan and as the days passed he became angrier and angrier as his resentment towards Sakura increased. One day in a fit of anger because one of the slaves he bet on did not win and Sakura's indifferent gaze sent for his servant who brought him the iron and put the heavenly dragon mark on him himself, it was not on his back as the servants believed by removing the red shirt but the boy had a better idea. He marked it in the center of her thigh.
"Every time you see the mark, you'll remind yourself and the whole world that you're nothing but trash," Fernan whispered, smirking when he saw her grunt in pain as she was branded with the red-hot iron.
Was the only emotion he got out of her before and after the mark.
The only things on Sakura's mind were the memories that she now seemed far away from her friends, her family and the villagers she saw every day. All those smiles and laughter with which she lived were replaced by tears and regrets.
The memory of Naruto falling haunted her day and night until she accepted that it was just a figment of her imagination, she wasn't there when she woke up on the ship or when she was sold at the auction house.
She felt as empty inside as if one of those beasts the nobles frolic with had ripped out her heart and soul. She felt so emotionally and physically exhausted that she didn't have the strength to even cry for her loved ones.
Every day she longed for that child who was trying to torture her to get fed up with her and decide to enroll her in the bloody game against the beasts and end this agony.
What could she do in a world where Konoha seemed like an illusion, the chakra taken from a fantasy tale and the devil fruits the weapon that gives powers to whoever ingests it?
If you think this is hell you are wrong, hell has levels.
A world without Konoha and all her friends is the worst hell, she couldn't imagine that there were worse ones.
She already had it planned, the other day they had gone out, Sakura found out that it is a serious crime to attack a noble. She only had to wait for breakfast the next day to hurt Fernan and for her parents, furious with her, to send her to be devoured by the beasts or be shot on the spot.
What she didn't count on is that the next day she wasn't called to breakfast or even the whole morning. By the time she was called she was being dragged away by two of her family's servants. She was taken to the room where parents and children were gathered, she was suspended by her arms being held by the two men for a long time until her owners seemed to barely notice her presence.
"This is the girl you bought?" said the father.
"It looks more vulgar than I remember," the mother said, covering her nose and mouth with a fan to keep Sakura's stench away since she wasn't wearing her helmet when she was home.
The boy stopped playing with his sister's cat and looked at Sakura indifferently.
"Ah yes, this girl," he said as if he vaguely remembered her. I don't want her, I want a new slave. Dad, buy me a new one.
"My son needs a slave to live up to our name," the wife said.
Dad made an annoyed face just because this would mean going to the trouble of going back to Sabaody and choosing a new slave.
"Let the beasts eat her," said the father with disdain.
The two men took her outside until they were arrested.
"Wait!" Fernan said.
His mother, father, and sister looked at him in confusion. Sakura even bit her lip because her plan had been thwarted. Or so she believed her until she saw his eyes sparkle with mischief.
"Today I bet that the beasts were going to dismember "the things" before devouring them, they cannot be fed" said Fernan.
—Today I bet that the beasts were going to dismember "the things" before devouring them, they cannot be fed —said Fernan.
The father sighed annoyed.
"Give it to the Cribanos, maybe one of those lesser beings will find her a little attractive." Being their courtesy will remind her to whom she owes her life,' said the mother with a shrug.
They took Sakura away and for the first time since she arrived she showed emotion without Fernan discovering what she could have tortured her with. If there's one thing she defended herself from, it was being abused. She tried to break away from her servants but they grabbed her tightly.
She had nowhere to run to begin with.
Before she knew it, she was back on a boat in a cell with other slaves, mostly women and the occasional man. Sakura climbed into a corner where she hugged her legs and watched the people next to her without saying a word. On the voyage they made a stop where more slaves were brought to the cell before returning to the high seas. Sometimes the guards came over to laugh and have fun humiliating people.
"I don't want to be a courtesan," one of the women said on one occasion.
The men were trying to look brave. Especially two of them seemed to be very optimistic.
"You'll see that we will be rescued, our captain will save us, these pirates don't know that they messed with the crew of the strongest pirate in the seas," said one of those two men.
Sakura silently glared at them, if there was one thing that she grew to hate as much as the tenryuubitos were the pirates that she believed only existed in fairy tales, even those tales seemed to be more decent than what she had seen. They captured her, they made fun of people, they sold her into slavery and finally now every once in a while they took some of those down to have fun with some woman saying "anyway you're going to work on this so I'll teach you how to do it" For this reason it was kept away from those two, even though they seemed to want to reassure the women and never dared to touch them at night. She couldn't stop being suspicious.
Presently, two men came down from the deck and opened the cells, scanning the women until they landed their gaze on a blonde girl who, sensing that she was going to be the next victim, crawled on the floor running away from the two pirates until she got close next to Sakura in an attempt to flee from the men.
"Leave her alone, don't you have anything better to do?" Sakura said for the first time in the whole trip.
The two men and the other slaves turned their attention to Sakura.
Sakura growled in frustration. To hell with everything, if she's going to die she won't be suffering from an STI that was transmitted to her by a madman with some strange paraphilia. She got up off the ground and began to dodge the attacks. If she is going to die she will be on other terms and although she does not know this world she would rather steal a boat and row until she reaches land or die of hunger and thirst trying.
"That? Doesn't he bring handcuffs with sea stones!? " Shouted one of the two pirates as he saw her move nimbly to dodge her blows. What they had been told is that she had consumed a devil fruit that gives her super strength.
The other slaves began to encourage her. Pirates fought with her noting the difference in her power until one of the two took a syringe that was in one of the nearby drawers and plunged it into Sakura's neck. Before supplying all the liquid, the boat tilted violently at the same time that a shrill noise of wood breaking into pieces was heard. Next, war cries were heard from the deck.
Sakura took the opportunity to remove the syringe and with the tip she swings it towards one of the unsuspecting pirates, inflicting a wound on his neck. The man took her hand to her neck before they both pounced on her.
Weakened from poor diet and sleep, the effect of the injection began to numb her body but as a trained ninja she continued to throw punches.
From an upward blow to the tip of the nose accompanied by a crack, one of the pirates fell to the inert ground. The vision of him was beginning to fade.
Another pirate ran down the ladder.
"They're attacking us, we have to get out of her-" he fell dead when a reddish bullet pierced his chest.
Another person came down hurriedly, and if her poor eyesight saw her fist, she launched a blaze of fire that engulfed the pirate and approached her.
"Hey, calm down, it's okay, we're here to save you," the person yelled.
Sakura with her fists raised took two steps back, straining her eyes. The person in front of her seemed to have an orange hat and only a pair of pants. That didn't seem like the look of someone who wants to say "okay" to her. When he grabbed her shoulder the boy yelled at her as she bit his arm. Hers fell to the ground and she on top of him throwing blows that lost strength due to the effect of the drug.
"What the hell happens to you!" She heard him annoyed.
She was quickly surpassed in strength, he took her arms and they turned on the ground leaving him on top of her, he was not going to let her be raped so he took advantage of her momentum to put her on top of the boy again.
The two of them rolled on the ground several times with the boy cursing loudly.
"What's going on here? Ace! " yelled a man coming down the stairs.
Sakura completely lost her strength.
"This girl who is fighting! The boy named Ace yelled in annoyance, "I was just helping her and she's hitting me!"
Sakura breathed on the ground under the boy with difficulty. She stopped resisting as soon as she saw that she was not going to be able to win. Her vision became clear for a moment seeing the boy above her without a shirt, he had a curious hat that made her nostalgic when she saw that it was orange with two curious faces, one happy and the other sad. The boy did not seem to be very old, perhaps close to his age, with long wavy black hair and some freckles on his cheeks, next to him a long-faced man with lazy eyes and blond hair peeked out, although he was wearing a shirt, he had it open .
"No," she whispered, bringing her hand to the man's chest, trying to push him away before everything went dark.
This chapter was dark but for some reason I put the warning that dark themes are going to be touched on in this story. I hope you liked the chapter. At least it's out of the hands of the tenryuubitos and those pirates and now it's in the hands of the whitebeard crew who went to rescue its two crew members.