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.
Since Sakura arrived at Mary Geoise the days passed like a blur. She lost track of days and time. Every day she seemed the same.
When the sun had not even risen over the horizon, every morning the assistants who looked after the tenryuubitos' house were in charge of giving the slaves ice cold water to drink, a piece of hard bread, a piece of cold cooked potato and if they had any luck, a piece of rancid cheese. After that small breakfast that made many cries with joy, most of the slaves left that small, dirty and smelly space designated as the slave room.
The most "important and exclusive" slaves -those who had direct contact with their masters- were classified in groups and stayed in the room until their owners woke up and were called. The classifications were the following:
The vehicles, two giants, an ex-pirate and an ordinary human whose bodies lost musculature to the point that they seemed unrecognizable with poor nutrition and treatment, were used as means of transportation, and were even used to walk through their own gardens. Others were 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 was 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 pets, 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 the youngest son.
During the day they did everything their owners said and at night Sakura could hardly 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, that is. the only thing she reacted to defend herself.
The boy named Fernan called her as soon as he went down to have breakfast with his family, he made her stay still behind her seat and watch the freshly prepared delicacies that the servants put on the table and the Tenryubitos ate carefree. After breakfast, Fernan made her follow him everywhere, looking for the slightest mistake to correct her. What he didn't know is that Sakura already felt dead inside, any punishment was just a small tickle, so his acts of intimidation had no effect, he whipped her, made her walk on tacks, left her without eating for a few days.
Nothing.
None of the options had the desired effect on Fernan so as the days went by he became angrier and angrier as well as his resentment towards Sakura increased. One day in a fit of anger because one of the "thing" slaves he bet on and didn't win, he unleashed his fury on Sakura who looked at him indifferently, he sent for his servant who brought him the iron and he himself put the iron on her. himself the mark of the heavenly dragon claiming that it was time to mark his own. It wasn't on his back as the servants believed by taking off his red shirt, but the boy had a better idea. He marked it in the center of one of her thighs.
"Every time you see it, you'll remind yourself and everyone that you're no better than trash," Fernan whispered, smirking when he saw her grunt in pain as she was branded with the red-hot iron.
It was the only thing he got out of her before and after her 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 from her haunted her day and night until she accepted that it was just a figment of her imagination, he wasn't there when she woke up on the ship or when she was sold at the auction house.
Sakura felt empty inside as if one of those beasts the nobles have fun with had ripped out her heart and soul. She was 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 her 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 went out, Sakura found out that it's a felony 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 for breakfast or even the whole morning. By the time she was called, she was dragged away. She was taken to the room where parents and children were gathered, she was suspended in the air only being held by the arms by two personal bodyguards of the family. She was like that for a long time until her owners seemed to barely notice her presence.
"This is the pet that was bought for you?" Said her father.
"It looks more vulgar than I remember," Said the mother, covering her nose and mouth with a fan to keep away the stench of Sakura since when she was at home she didn't have her helmet on.
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 emphasized.
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 owner of the house 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 until she saw Fernan's eyes sparkle with mischief.
"I bet today that the beasts were going to tear things apart before devouring them, they can't be fed," said Fernan.
"Give it to you know what pirates, maybe one of those lesser beings will find it a little attractive." Being a courtesan to them will remind her to whom she owes her life," Mom said with a shrug.
They took Sakura away, who for the first time since she arrived showed emotion without Fernan discovering what he could have tortured her with. If there's one thing she defended herself from, it was being abused. She tried to get away from her bodyguards but they grabbed her with more force.
To begin with, she had nowhere to run.
Before she knew it, she was already back on a boat in a cell with other slaves, mostly women and the occasional man. Sakura huddled in a corner where she hugged her legs and looked at 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 something that she learned to hate as much as the tenryuubitos, it was 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 men who, although they seemed to want to reassure the women despite the fact that they never dared touch them at night, she couldn't help but mistrust them.
Currently, two pirates came down from the deck and opened the cells, they scanned 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 those two until she stuck to the ground. Sakura's side.
"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.
"So you can talk," said one of the pirates.
They both laughed until they felt a little tense at Sakura's cold, empty gaze.
"Do you think you are very brave? If you don't want to be the next best, keep quiet, slave" Said the other pirate taking Sakura by the chin.
Sakura spat in his face. The two pirates and the slaves were stunned by the sudden and unexpected action until both reacted furiously
"You'll see, bitch!" said the pirate who was spat in the face. He grabbed her by her hair and dragged her out of the cell. He tossed her into the hallway while the other closed the cell door.
"Do you think you're better? You're a slave, you're nothing," said one of them starting to kick her, the other followed. Neither of them was measured with the force causing Sakura to start bleeding..
Sakura growled in frustration. To hell with everything, if she's going to die, it won't be because she has an STDs 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 her under 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 in the attempt.
"What? Doesn't she bring sea stone handcuffs!? "Shouted one of the two pirates as he saw her move nimbly to dodge her blows. What they had been told was that she had consumed a devil fruit that gives her super strength.
The other slaves began to encourage her. Pirates fought against her noting the difference in her power level. One of the two took a syringe from a nearby drawer and plunged it into Sakura's neck. Before all the liquid was supplied, the boat tilted violently at the same time as a shrill noise of wood breaking into pieces was heard. Next, war cries were heard from the deck.
Sakura seized the moment to remove the syringe and swung the tip at one of the unsuspecting pirates, cutting a gash across his neck. The man took his hand to his neck before they both pounced on her.
Weakened from poor nutrition and sleep, the effect of the injection began to numb her body but like an experienced ninja, she kept throwing punches. Another pirate ran down the ladder. From an upward blow from the tip of the nose accompanied by a crack, one of the pirates fell to the inert ground. Sakura's vision began to fade.
"They're attacking us, we have to get out of-" he fell dead when a reddish bullet pierced his chest.
With hurried steps, another person came down, and if Sakura's poor eyesight was clear, she saw from that person's fist launch a blaze of fire that engulfed the pirate and then approached her.
"Hey, calm down, everything's fine, we're here to save you," the person yelled.
Sakura, with her fists raised, took two steps back, forcing her eyes and balance. The person in front of her seemed to have an orange beanie and only a pair of pants. That didn't seem like the look of someone who wants to say "everything's fine" to her. When he grabbed her shoulder the boy yelled at her as she bit his arm. She fell to the ground and she climbed on top of him to throw blows that were losing force from the effect of the drug.
"What the hell is wrong with you!" the boy yelled annoyed.
Quickly outmatched, he took her arms and they spun on the ground, leaving him on top of her. Sakura wasn't going to let herself be raped so she took advantage of the momentum to get back on top of the boy.
Both of them rolled on the ground several times with the boy ranting loudly.
"What's going on here? Ace!" A man yelled 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 with the curious orange hat that made her nostalgic for its color. The boy didn't seem to be very old, perhaps close to her age, with long, wavy black hair and curious freckles on his cheeks. Next to him, a long-faced man with lazy eyes and blond hair leaned out, and although he was wearing a shirt I 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.