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The evening air chilled Katrina's bare arms and legs, but she welcomed it. Shivering slightly, Katrina wrapped her arms around herself to try and fight off the biting chill of the wind, though it didn't do much good considering she was wearing a pair of thigh length shorts and a tank top. Her hair was free of the elastic she usually had it in as she sat on one of the many rooftops in Grove 23 watching as the sun was steadily moving towards the horizon. The colors of the sky were bleeding into each other in a variety of pinks, oranges, and reds. She'd spent the last four hours after leaving the Heart Pirates' submarine walking around the Archipelago. She'd collected her money and what little clothes she owned, the bags currently keeping her company as she stared out at the horizon. To think she no longer had to worry about keeping her door locked and sleep lightly. She didn't have to worry about the look Jericho gave her or the way he acted around her. She didn't have to worry about anything now except living for herself. She was free, finally free. So then why did she feel so lost?

Sighing, the young brunette looked down over the slowly waking island to see a handful of people milling about as the last few rays of sunlight washed over them and the buildings they disappeared inside. The sun was sinking beneath the horizon and the temperature was dropping, but still, Katrina didn't move. She remembered the last time she'd sat and watched the sunset. It had been the day before her and her old crew docked at the island she was on now.

"Gregory! Hans! John! Kat!"

The captain of the Swift Pirates called and those whose names were called all turned to look at the auburn haired male dressed in a white, ironically named pirate shirt and maroon pants. A gold earring hung from his ear on the opposite side of the phoenix feather tied into his hair.

"Go check on Nathan and see what the hell is taking that boy so long with our food!"

He called and the four went into the galley to see what was wrong only to find the crew's chef passed out with a bottle of whiskey hanging limply in his hand.

"Oh man, Capt'n'll flip when he finds out Nat's passed out again."

Gregory said with a sigh as Hans checked the cook's vitals to make sure he was okay.

"Kat can cook."

John said, earning a glare from the volunteered brunette.

"Yeah, her cooking is always better."

Hans added and Kat mock glared at her crew mates before a smile broke through her mask.

"Fine. Just get him to bed before Captain sees him passed out."

She said as she pulled the hair tie from her wrist and pulling her hair into a high ponytail. It didn't take long for her to start chopping vegetables and a delicious aroma wafted through the galley and to the deck of the ship to the other members of the Swift Pirates. Katrina could hear cheers from up top from her crew mates about her cooking. Somehow they could all tell the difference between her and Nat's cooking just by the way it smelled.

The Swift Pirates laughed, drank, and ate as they sailed towards their next destination. Nathan had woken up to get the scolding of a lifetime from his captain, but was forgiven because of Kat's cooking. The brunette was sitting on the mast of the ship, listening to the sounds of her crew as she watched the sun set. She couldn't believe her life had changed so much in just two years, but she would never regret taking her captain's hand and going out to see with him.

Katrina dug her nails into the skin on her arm as she felt her eyes sting. That had been the last time she'd enjoyed the company of her crew. Her family. She had no idea that her captain had planned to leave her behind at their next destination. Had she known, she never would have gotten off the ship. She would have preferred to continue living in ignorant bliss, thinking her crew was her family and that her captain actually cared for her. She should have known better. Especially with the way her captain had been acting that night.

Katrina walked beside her captain, his hand dwarfing her own as his fingers were laced with her own. She had joined the Swift Pirates two years ago when the captain had come to her hometown and offered her a way out of the hell that had been her life for the past seventeen years. She glanced up at the auburn haired man beside her and couldn't help the smile that worked its way onto her face. He was her captain, yes, but most importantly he was someone who cared for her. Someone who thought she mattered, someone who would miss her if she was gone.

"What are you smiling about little Kitty Kat?"

Her captain asked with a smile of his own, green eyes shining in the moonlight.

"Just the next King of the Pirates."

She said, her smile growing as he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and pulling her close. She blushed slightly as he kissed the top of her head.

"And you'll be my Queen."

He said and Katrina ignored the cat-calls from their crewmates as they walked into a brothel. She hated the women that would lower themselves to this kind of work, but admired the fact that they were comfortable with their own bodies to do what they did.

The Swift Pirates sat in the back of the brothel and ordered drinks. Once it was brought to them they all raised their glasses and their captain toasted.

"To the New World!"

He called and they all chorused before draining their cups. It wasn't long until they were all laughing and cutting up amongst themselves. Katrina was happy leaning into the side of the man she loved and had the honor of calling her captain as she watched her friends enjoy themselves. This crew was more of a family than she'd ever had. Her parents had abandoned her to her brothers, the very same brothers who had made her life a living hell. Her goal, aside from making sure the auburn haired man beside her became the next Pirate King, was to find her brothers and make them pay for what they did to her.

"What's on your mind Kat?"

Her captain's voice jolted Katrina from her thoughts and had her blue-green eyes looking up into his green ones.

"Just thinkin' about my past hun."

She said honestly and blinked in surprise when her captain leaned down and pressed his lips against hers. When he pulled back she was blushing about as red as his hair.

"I'm glad I chose to come with you."

She said as she looked away, missing the look that crossed her captain's face.

After that her captain was more withdrawn, but Katrina was too drunk to notice. Slowly, one by one, the Swift Pirates all passed out, Kat right along with them thinking they'd all wake up with a massive hangover. She had no idea that her crew was faking and as soon as she slumped down onto the table that her crew mates got up and left the brothel as their captain picked the slumbering girl up and laid her out on the floor.

"I'm sorry my little Kitty Kat, but I have no more need of you."

The auburn haired captain said as he brushed a strand of Katrina's light brown hair away from her face.

"Your emotions about the past will make you weak, I have no need for weaklings on my ship, in my crew, or sharing my bed."

He said before laying a note to the owner of the brothel on the sleeping girl's chest and leaving her behind.

Katrina's vision was blurry and she could feel the tears streaming down her face, but she didn't bother to wipe them away knowing more would just take their place. She had thought that was just a dream, that those words had just been from a made up voice her intoxicated mind had conjured up and that her captain hadn't really been saying them. When she first woke up she had believed it was a dream, but when she saw the note and saw her crew's ship gone she realized she'd been left behind by her family yet again.

Now, while she had her freedom, she was once again faced with choosing what to do. When her old Captain had extended the invitation to join his crew, Katrina hadn't given it a second thought. Anything was better than living on that island with her brothers for one more second. She had long ago given up the hope that their parents would come home and save her and her sister from the hands of their sadistic brothers. After what happened to Sarah she promised to make her brothers pay if she ever got the chance. So when given the chance to escape, she took it. Years of torture, to be able to live freely was almost too good to believe. She had been selfish during the two years she was with the Swift Pirates and had made no progress to bringing her brothers to justice. Perhaps that was why she was abandoned so easily by her crew.

Closing her eyes as the last of her tears fell down her face, Katrina signed as the wind picked up and blew her hair about her face. What did she want?

Law frowned at the questionable substance his mechanic had prepared for their meal. He was fairly certain he'd seen it move earlier and was in no way going to eat it. How was it they had made it this far into the Grand Line without a proper cook? He had the best navigators and mechanic, he even had a member of the Mink tribe on his crew. So then how was it none of them could cook worth a damn unless their intent was to kill someone?

Law sighed to himself before telling his crew that they'd be eating out tonight which earned him relieved sighs, even from the so called 'cook'. The surgeon of death simply led the way off the sub before placing Bepo in charge of finding a place to eat. As they followed the orange clad polar bear, Law couldn't help but think back to earlier that morning when Katrina had come to talk to him in his office. He didn't understand it fully, but he was curious about the woman that had helped his furry subordinate when he'd been lost. One of the first things he had noticed about her was despite knowing exactly who he was she wasn't the least bit scared of him. She had a fire in her blue-green eyes that seemed to have been diminished. He was rather curious as to what had been done to her to cause the scars he'd seen upon Bepo bringing her to his infirmary after Law had taken care of Jericho. He had seen the scars marring her skin and could tell they were old. His medical knowledge had helped him identify the burn marks and old scars from whippings, but there were so layered that it was hard for him to tell where one scar ended and another began. Whatever had been the cause of it, it had happened for quite some time. If Law had to take a guess, he would say whatever was responsible for the scars was also responsible for the dimming of the fire he'd seen in Katrina's eyes when she'd tried defying him. Law recalled the mysterious brunette's answer to his question regarding her death hold on his first mate in her sleep. He could tell there was a type of trauma hidden behind her outward appearance and Law wanted to know what it was. He was a curious man by nature and Katrina had recently piqued his interest.

Law was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't notice the group of marines that Penguin had bumped into making them turn their way. Nothing happened for a couple of minutes as pirates and marines looked at each other, but the peace didn't last long when one marine pulled out his gun and the others shortly followed suit.

"Split up!"

Law ordered his crew, not really in the mood to start a fight with the marines. He was hungry and right now his mind wasn't in the right place. Bepo and Law went one way with the majority of the marines chasing after them. Penguin was dragged off by Nikkicha and Shachi just ran in the direction that had the least marines. They all knew to meet up at the sub when the coast was clear.

The sound of things breaking and screams woke Katrina from her slumber. She wiped the sleep from her eyes and frowned at the fact she couldn't remember when she'd even closed her eyes. Her attention was once again drawn to the commotion happening below her. She got to her feet, stretching as she did so, and moved to stand on the edge of the rooftop to see what was going on. Her blue-green eyes widened slightly when she saw three familiar figures running away from a group of marines. She recognized the brown haired man in the blue and red hat, the man in a hat that said 'Penguin' on it with a red puffball on top, and there was no way she could miss the polar bear in an orange suit with a strange smiley on the front.

'They really know how to cause trouble.'

Katrina thought to herself as she watched them all turn down a street to try to lose the marines chasing them. It worked only partially as half of the marines went the opposite direction, but the rest of them were still following and hot on their trail. Katrina laughed slightly and shook her head before jumping over the gap between the buildings and landing on the rooftop across the street before running alongside the marines from above. She could still see Bepo, Penguin, and Shachi running ahead of them. Bepo tripped and Penguin and Shachi stopped to turn back to help their friend, but stopped when the marines surrounded the polar bear. Katrina stopped and saw Bepo stand and take a stance before taking out the first couple of marines that had charged at him. She watched as the marines all charged at him and frowned when she noticed he was having trouble keeping them back. She glanced towards Penguin and Shachi to see them fighting their own battle. Katrina argued with herself about going down and helping them and just letting them handle things for themselves. She really shouldn't get any more involved with them, but at the same time she didn't want to see any of them get hurt. Especially not Bepo.

Katrina's attention was drawn back to said pirate when the polar bear let out a shout of pain. She looked to see him clutching his arm and drew her daggers from their place hidden under her shorts before jumping off the top of the building and landing without a sound in front of Bepo with her daggers held in a defensive stance, glaring hatefully at all the marines in front of her.

"Touch him, you die."

She said seriously, daring them to make the first move. She didn't have to wait long before a wave of marines all rushed at her, thinking they could overpower her with numbers and brute force. Katrina nimbly backflipped over their heads and spun down into a crouch, slicing her daggers along the marines' backs and knocking them all to the ground. The remaining marines all paused what they were doing and looked at her with wide eyes before the captain snapped at them to attack. Katrina dodged their attacks and dove in and out of the ranks, slicing any marine stupid enough to let their guard down until all the marines that had surrounded Bepo were lying on the ground either dead or bleeding from wounds she'd afflicted. She stood up straight after making sure there wasn't any marines that could hurt her or Bepo before turning to look at the injured polar bear standing in the middle of the street holding his injured arm, staring at her with wide eyes and a slack jaw.

"What? I warned them."

Katrina said with a chuckle at the polar bear's face before Penguin and Shachi came running up to their crew mate.

"Bepo are you alright!?"

Shachi asked.

"Yeah, we heard you cry out earlier. You okay?"

Penguin asked and both looked their friend over for injuries and stopped when the only one they found was the one on his arm. It wasn't until then that they looked around at all the marines on the ground.

"Woah, did you do this Bepo?"

Shachi asked as he stared at all of the marines in awe.

"No."

Bepo said softly as Penguin tended to his wound, wrapping it in bandages.

"Then who did?"

Penguin asked once he finished. Katrina saw Bepo start to open his mouth to answer when she spoke up.

"I did."

She said, causing the other two Heart Pirates turn and look at her as she stepped completely out of the shadows. Wiping the blood off her daggers before hiding them back under her shorts, missing the blushes that rose to the faces of Penguin and Shachi when she did so, Katrina glanced down at her clothes and noticed with a frown that she wouldn't be able to get the blood out.

"Why?"

Penguin asked, being the first to recover and Katrina looked up at them before shrugging.

"Did I really need a reason to help Bepo? He's adorable and I'd hate to see him seriously injured. You're not hurt too bad, right hun?"

She explained before asking Bepo if he was okay. Once she saw him nod she smiled.

"That's good."

She said before crossing her arms under her chest and looking back towards the other two Heart Pirates.

"So what'd you guys do to make the marines chase you?"

Katrina asked and the Heart Pirates looked at each other before looking back at her.

"What do you mean what did we do? We're pirates, they're marines, that's all there is to it."

Penguin said and Katrina couldn't help but smile at that.

"True. Well, try not to get into any more trouble okay? I'd hate for anythin to happen to ya'll."

She said before turning to leave when a blood-curdling scream split the air making all of them freeze. Silence followed for all of three seconds before Katrina and the others were running in the direction the scream had come from until they stopped at the mouth of an alleyway with Katrina in front. They all found themselves unable to move because of the scene laid out in front of them. Nikkicha was lying on the ground with a dirty looking Marine on top of her, her shirt torn open and the man tugging at her pants. Nikkicha let out another deafening scream, making the man hit her to shut her up and Katrina ran forward before anyone could stop her.