Chapter Nine:
The Navigator's Tale, Five Nights at Francis'
For some people, the nightmare started the moment they were brought to the island. But for her, it had started before the island, when she met him for the first time.
Wherever she went, men would fall for her, enamored by her beauty. Some men would approach her calmly, and flirted with her in a polite manner to make sure she was comfortable. However, even with all the compliments and the benefits of being attractive, Nami was more than just a pretty face.
She was a navigator, and she didn't mind breaks from seafaring adventures. Whenever she went out, she'd preferred avoiding flirtatious encounters with men. Nami knew of One Piece's existence, and she couldn't believe those nerds were obsessed with her beauty.
And then, there was him.
It was a somewhat calm and sunny day. Nami was out for a stroll, having just been to a party with a couple friends. For the most part, people were giving her space, with a few Toads waving casually to the orange-haired navigator. She felt at peace, with very little to even worry about, and at least she didn't have to deal with Sanji being on her back so much.
Nami walked past a street lamp, and turned to the right, continuing her walk through the district while her hair rippled in the breeze with the skirt of her Zou dress. At that moment, she caught a glimpse of a lizard holding up a sign, and she spotted an anime-related symbol upon it.
The attractive pirate had seen stuff like it before. Anime-obsessed nerds desiring for their favorite female anime characters to come to life, just so they could date them and do all sorts of kinky things with said anime girls. Nami had done her best to avoid those types of people, even when they flirted with her.
Just then, the lizard spotted her. And before she knew it, Nami was being approached by him, and she could see the freaky smile on his face.
"Heeeeyyyy, gorgeous!" The chameleon asked, "What's shaking today?"
Nami stopped, and found herself locking eyes with the creep as though she'd just been hypnotized. "What do you want, creepy lizard?" She demanded.
"My name's Francis..." Francis introduced with a manic smile, "You wanna be part of my kingdom of waifus? You have no idea how much I want my anime dreams to come to life..."
She chuckled nervously, noticing that he was moving closer towards her, "N-No thanks."
Nami walked around the stunned chameleon, and didn't look back. She ignored a purple-colored Toad in a Luffy-themed shirt snapping a photo of her with his phone, and the Straw Hat Pirate kept walking, even as a few thoughts of the chameleon named Francis snuck into her mind for a moment.
Days passed, and Nami didn't see the chameleon again, despite bumping into a few perverts whenever she went out walking in the city. Nearly two weeks later, she was hiding in a small house, quietly and nervously observing the chaos of T-Posing zombies flooding the streets.
And then, she saw him, gliding by, and he didn't even turn to look in her direction. Nami ducked, just in case he did. But when she looked up, he was gone.
Life returned to normal, even with the clean-up that had to be done. However, a few weeks later, chaos struck again. This time, it was The Purge, where crimes committed by the Teletubbies were legal for several hours.
She'd just returned home from navigating at sea with a couple pirates, and, as she was strolling through Mushroom City, Nami spotted several Teletubbies vandalizing a car while robbing a toy store. And the worst part, she was in their vicinity.
Fearing for her safety, the attractive orange-haired beauty did the one sensible thing she could do;
Run.
Nami ran for shelter, and locked herself inside an apartment on East Avenue. She made herself comfortable in a bedroom upstairs, and was taken by surprise to see an anime body pillow with her likeness amongst a horde of other body pillows. A strong indication that the room was occupied.
"Greetings, Nami-Chan..."
Out of the frying pan and into the fire, Nami couldn't believe she'd ran from one situation and into another. She locked eyes with Francis, who lay upon the bed with a body pillow of Boa Hancock in his arms, and the chameleon grinned like an excited schoolboy.
"Nice of you to come visit me during the madness..." Francis purred, "Were you thinking about sweet, sweet Francis? This is such a wonderful Halloween present for a weeb, a real-live anime girl in my room while Teletubbies run rampant in the streets out there. I guess I made the right choice to leave the door unlocked."
"This isn't what it looks like!" Nami exclaimed, and she ran for the door. However, Francis intercepted, and blocked her escape path. He grabbed the knob, and twisted the lock.
Click!
She felt her heart thumping, and the chameleon moved towards her, smiling in an almost kind manner. He reached out, and caressed her shoulders. Chills ran up Nami's back, and she locked eyes with Francis even harder.
"Why leave with those Teletubbies out there?" Francis hissed seductively, "It's too dangerous. Your best shot at safety is with me at this point, Nami-chan. Don't deny it..." He whispered in her ear, "You love me..."
"How can I love a pervert?!" Nami exclaimed.
He pushed her onto the bed, and she heard another clicking sound. Her heart thumped, and Nami looked up, seeing Francis holding a handcuff. She sat up, attempting to fight off the chameleon's advances, only to wind up getting cuffed by the wrist to the bedpost. Nami sat up, trying to free herself, only for the chain to hold her back.
Francis was on the bed now, and he moved closer, until Nami was flat on her back and the chameleon was on top of her. He licked his lips, and the navigator felt a slight hint of drool fall onto her cheek.
"You're my favorite One-Piece waifu, Nami-chan..." Francis whispered, "...and I don't want those Teletubbies to hurt you. I'm your only hope at surviving The Purge, and you made your choice to spend the night with me the moment you entered my room. So, how about we play?"
The chameleon inched closer, and Nami shuddered as his tongue came out, and he licked her face. A second later, Francis' lips were puckering, and the navigator was helpless as the nerdy lizard creep kissed her in a deep fashion. She struggled to move, only to quickly notice that he was pinning her down, and Nami felt Francis' hands caressing her legs.
"MMMMM!" The uneasy navigator protested, "MMMMMMMMMMMMMM!"
"Oh, you like it?!" Francis exclaimed with a grin, "You like being kissed by a lizard..."
He reached below Nami's neckline, and unzipped the top of her dress, allowing her cleavage to be exposed. The attractive pirate screamed in protest, only for Francis to silence her with another kiss, then he lowered himself, and licked the midsection of the navigator's chest, sending a chill across her spine.
"Don't! Stop!" Nami wailed, and the chameleon ignored the navigator's pleas as he went further, "Don't do that! What are you doing?! FRANCIS, STOP!"
The pirate's begging filled the room's walls. And, outside in the streets, a pair of Teletubbies tossed sticks of dynamite into a parked car before pushing the trigger of a TNT box. The explosives ignited, and the car went up in flames, with no authorities coming to apprehend the rogue Tubbies.
Nami spent hours in Francis' room. And by the time she got out and got away from the chameleon's advances, the Purge was over. However, when the navigator told a cop about what had happened to her, the officer dismissed the case;
"Anything illegal is considered legal during The Purge. Sorry, ma'am."
Her experience with Francis left a scar in her heart. She still embarked on seafaring quests with her friends, and often partook in modeling sessions, but Nami could barely hide what had happened. Months passed, and life seemed to continue onward as normal in the Mushroom Kingdom.
However, one fateful day in Spring, Nami was sailing on a yacht and helping herself to a drink with Nico-Robin when they turned on the radio:
"Violent and destructive anime trends have been sweeping across the Mushroom Kingdom like a firestorm, with anime-style battles and other dangerous anime-themed antics taking place." A reporter declared, "In response to the chaos, in light of damages caused to the castle, Princess Peach has enforced a hard anime ban."
Nami turned off the radio before she could hear more to the story, but the news shook her, more than Purge Night with Francis. For the next few days, she continued to sail the sea until it was time to make port for oil.
As luck would have it, the navigator made port in the Mushroom Kingdom harbor, and was greeted by a Toad who informed her that the anime ban had come to an end. Nami took her time to process this, and found herself feeling joyful as she and Nico-Robin shared a celebratory hug. And yet, nothing could prepare her for what was to follow.
Many peaceful days passed, and life in the Mushroom Kingdom appeared to be normal. However, a part of Nami felt there was something off about that peace, but she couldn't figure out why.
The memory of her night with Francis resurfaced, leaving Nami to wonder what he'd been up to during the anime ban, and where he was now.
One day, Nami was sitting back on a mountainside, enjoying the view of the Mushroom Kingdom under a bright blue sky with nothing to fret over. Her long hair flowed in the breeze, and she closed her eyes. But just then, she heard a hissing noise, and felt a sense of drowsiness within moments.
Confused, and dazed, Nami collapsed on the grass, and was out like a light. Fortunately for her, this wasn't dying. However, when she finally woke up, the navigator found herself on a beach and chained to a palm tree.
And when she blinked, she saw Koopas surrounding her, poking her legs quite aggressively.
"Welcome to Anime Island, Nami-Chan..."
'That voice...' Nami turned, and was face-to-face with Francis, who was accompanied by an axolotl in white clothing, also in chains. The chameleon held a large pen with a red orb, and he smirked half-playfully at the cat burglar.
"Francis!?" Nami exclaimed, "What is going on here?"
"Anime Island. That's what is going on, my waifu." Francis purred, "And you are one of my permanent guests. We're going to have so much fun here, you won't even want to leave. And, as we speak, the world is changing. This isn't just an Anime Island, it's an anime kingdom! I'M TAKING OVER THE WORLD WITH ANIME, BABY!"
"HOW?!" Nami demanded angrily.
"I think I'll let Axol-san explain..." The chameleon replied.
"HE'S USING MY INKWEAVER, NAMI-CHAN! I'M SORRY!" Axol yelled, "I tried to stop it! Mario, SMG4 and the others tried to stop him! BUT IT WAS NO USE IN THE END! WE LOST! AND ALMOST EVERY INKLING HE CAPTURED WAS KILLED!"
"...And I get to do this." Francis approached Nami and tapped Inkweaver on the ground. In seconds, a flash of light filled the navigator's eyes, and her mind slipped away. Her body felt heavy, and she looked into Francis' eyes in a blank manner.
"Listen to my voice, Nami..." Francis said in an eerie monotone, "You are my waifu. My girlfriend. One of my many waifus. I am the King of Anime, and you will do as you are told..."
"I... hear you... and obey you, Lord Francis." Nami said in a hypnotized voice.
"Inkweaver has the power of hypnosis..." Francis went on, "And it will make you listen to me. Nami, you will make out with me on this beach..."
"I will make out with you, Lord Francis..." Nami intoned.
"And you will let me mate with you, along with every other anime woman, is that understood?" Francis snapped his fingers, and a couple of Chargin' Chucks stepped forward before removing the chains from around the navigator and the tree.
"Yes, Lord Francis. I will allow you to mate with me, just as you will mate with the other women of this island..." The orange-haired pirate replied.
She stepped towards the chameleon in a haze, and Francis cupped her hips, bringing Nami in closer. The attractive navigator looped her arms around his head, and lifted her leg beside his waist, right before she and Francis kissed deeply. They began to make out, and the weeb king reached around to grope Nami's firm butt.
A long time passed, but Nami remembered all that happened since that day. Francis and his minions made their palace, and, along with those who were created by Inkweaver, brought to the island, or transformed from Inklings via Ink Zuccers, Nami became a resident and prisoner of her tormentor's island kingdom with no hope of escape.
One dark evening, Nami was walking into Francis' throne room, handcuffed and led by two WeaBoos with her only form of attire consisting of a blue-white bikini reminiscent of the 'SEXY' branded cat bikini that the navigator often wore.
Francis sat on his throne, eying the pirate with a smirk, and he wasn't alone. His queen, Saiko Bichitaru, stood by his side, wearing a deep purple dress that reminded Nami of the Zou dress, one of her favorite dresses. Nami dreaded where her audience with Francis was going, and she spotted her Inkweaver double standing on the left side of the throne.
"Good evening..." Francis purred, "How obedient of you to heed my summons..."
"Haven't you forced yourself upon enough women for today?" Nami demanded, "Let me walk free, Francis. You're nothing but a scummy..."
"Silence!" Francis ordered, and he picked up a whip before flicking it.
The tip hit her shoulder with a whap, and Nami gasped in pain. She moved closer towards the throne, and dropped to her knees. Francis laughed and smacked her with the whip again, then he brought it up menacingly, and said, "Remember your place, Nami-Chan..."
"Obey the Anime King." Nami's replica agreed.
Filled with fear, and remembering her prior experiences with the chameleon, Nami let out an understanding whimpered and she rose to her feet. She attempted to look dignified as possible, and Francis tapped Inkweaver on the floor again. For a moment, Nami thought he was going to brainwash her, just like he'd done so a few times before.
But then, a pole descended from the ceiling, a few feet away from the throne. Nami looked back, and then, she looked at Francis. The chameleon smirked, and leaned up, grasped the navigator pirate's shoulders, and kissed her aggressively upon the lips.
"Dance..." He commanded and he held up the Inkweaver, "Take to the pole..."
Inkweaver's tip glowed, and Nami felt her limbs become heavy. Hypnotized again. She would obey, and obey she did. The orange-haired beauty stepped towards the pole, and grasped it before maneuvering around to face her master, her double, and the queen. All eyes were on her, and she began her dance...