What If It Were Real?(Part 27)

No one’s pov.

Dave, Bill, Jones, Mykhayla, and Doc all walked out of the doctor’s office, having finally overcome their stomach flues.

They headed up to the top deck only to see the entirety of their crew sprawled out on the deck unconscious and covered in blood. Some where missing limbs and others had their insides strewn about, obviously dead.

“Wow!” Mykhayla exclaimed, “We missed a party!”

“Some party.” Jones muttered.

The five stood there for several moments taking in the view and letting everything sink in.

“I’m pretty sure they’re all dying.” Dave finally said.

“You’re probably right.” Doc acknowledged before he sighed, “Alright, well I don’t know about the rest of you, but I’m pretty sure this had been done by the Big Mama pirates. So we should probably get out here as soon as we can.”

“Alright,” Bill sighed, “How do we go about that?”

“Well, the mechanisms in the back of the ship will take care of most of it.” Mykhayla told them, “We just need to steer it in the right direction.”

“Alright,” Dave said with a fair amount of authority in his voice, “Mykhayla you know how it works, so you go up to the helm and take over there. There should be a log post up there for you to use to navigate. Jones you and Bill help Doc take those who are still alive down stairs and tend to them, they are our nakama and we need to take care of them. I’ll start cleaning up the deck and getting rid of the dead and body parts. Either of you need an extra hand just let me know.”

Everyone nodded.

“When we’re done everyone meet down in the kitchen and we’ll work on a soup or something together.” Mykhayla offered.

The boys all nodded and group all set off to do their own tasks.


The five uninjured crew mates all sat together at the dinning table to talk about what to do next over bowls of  chicken noodle soup.

“How long do you think they’ll be out?” Bill asked the Doctor.

Doc shrugged, “For some of them maybe only a couple of days, for others it’s hard to say. We just need to keep our wits about us and be careful.”

“Anyone want to volunteer for night watch tonight?” Dave asked the table, “I’d prefer if it wasn’t you Doc, you’ve been working like a dog over all the injured today.”

“I have a few repairs I should make in the engine room before I can go to bed, I’d feel better if it was someone else up top.” Mykhayla sighed.

Dave nodded.

“I’ll take it.” Jones offered, “But I got a question, who’ll take over cooking? Torri’s out and we don’t even have Heat to cook meat anymore.”

“Whoever isn’t on night watch should take on cooking for the next day, we’ll take turns. I think that’s fair.” Mykhayla told them.

The boys all nodded.

“I’m gonna need at least one extra set of hands helping me every day. Should we have a set person or take turns again?” Doc asked the table.

Dave shook his head, “We’ll take turns. The deck is basically cleaned up aside from some light mopping. I figure whoever is steering the ship, or maybe Jones when he’s on watch can finish that all up.”

“Fair to me.” Bill said, “But fair warning here, I’m not a good cook.”

“Neither am I.” Mykhayla added.

“Me either.” Jones laughed, “That’s why I asked.”

“I don’t think any of us are.” Dave said lightly.

“The entire reason I became a doctor was so I could avoid cooking. But we’ll make the most of it.” Doc smiled, “Anyway, if we’re done we better get to our tasks and to bed. We have literally everyone counting on us, and a lot to do tomorrow. So sleep well.”

“Except for you, Jones,” Mykhayla barked, “You’re on night watch.”

The entire table blinked at her.

“What?” She defended, “I can be catty.”

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What If It Were Real?(Part 26)

Mykhayla’s pov.

Layers of purple under orange and white petals with a red sun and dark blue silhouette of surfers, all surrounded by curved leaves of a million different shades of green that made me want to be sick.

I was instantly pulled away from that by Torri.

“That wasn’t what I was talking about when I said look at the view.” Torri growled at me, pulling me out from behind Killer.

I blinked and looked from her to the God awful Hawaiian shirt Killer was warring.

“Ohh!” I blinked again, “This is much better!”

I felt the brunette on my one side twitch, and blonde on my other side shift uncomfortably.

The actual view, not just the forced one I made up, was a clear blue sky over top of a bright orange sea.

“It’s so pretty!” I beamed, “But I hate the water so much.”

“It’s orange juice.” Torri told me, “We’ve just entered the Totto land archipelago.”

“Orange juice?!” I asked, “Oh, hell yeah! Let’s go for a swim!”

“You’re a devil fruit eater.” Killer cut in.

“Doesn’t that only count for water?” I asked him, “This is orange juice we’re talking about here.”

“Devil fruit users are weakened by any form of liquid, sea water, fresh water, juice, milk, anything. If a devil fruit user is submerged up to a certain point in any liquid, sea water or otherwise they will lose power and drown.” Torri explained, “Aside from that, that’s a sticky mess waiting to happen.”

I sighed, “Fine! No swimming.”

“You don’t even like swimming” Torri accused.

“That’s true. I really don’t.” I shrugged, “Scratch that off the bucket list.”

“Since when the hell am I in charge of your bucket list?” She demanded.

“To be honest, I’m pretty sure I don’t even have one.”

“Then why bring it up?” Killer asked.

“It’s an expression.” I dead panned.

“With you I never know.” He shrugged.

“And I heard you were a lady-killer, and now I know why.” I retorted.

Killer just stared at me for a moment before turning and leaving Torri and I alone.


Torri’s pov.

I shook my head for the millionth time to try to stop my vision from blurring again.

Everyone was feeling bad, and I was under orders from the doctor to make something easy on the stomach to help them all out. It didn’t help though that I was feeling like shit.
I felt really bad though, they all seemed to be feeling ill after eating that soup I made the other day. I guess some of the ingredients I used were bad.

“Damn.” I cursed as I clutched the edge of the counter. My head was spinning and I wasn’t sure if I could keep myself up right any longer.

I was nearly thrown off my feet when the ship lurched violently. I clutched the counter in an attempt to keep myself up.

“What the fuck?” I mumbled to myself as I stumbled out of the kitchen and towards the door leading out to the deck.

The ship lurched again, causing me to fly face first into the wall.

When I get my hands on whoever is responsible for this. I growled in my head.

I managed to throw the door opened and stepped out onto the deck. A war zone was occurring before me.

Kidd was trying his best to fend off underlings, Killer was haphazardly slashing at anything that got too close, Heat was trying to set the enemies on fire, yet about a dozen of our crew men were nothing more than charred bodies on the deck, Wire was doing his best. The only thing I was thankful for was the fact that Mykhayla wasn’t on deck in all this carnage.

I winced and pulled out my scythe spinning around to keep enemies around me at bay. I had about fifteen seconds to take in the situation in its entirety before I started to slow down.

People dressed in chess piece costumes? They were fighting. There were other people who were dressed, I wanted to say strangely but seeing as who my captain was I couldn’t really say anything about it. Then there was this giant guy clad in what looked to be biscuits? He was really wrecking shit.

I dropped my scythe from above my head and brought it to my waist, spinning myself in the process to get the chess pieces heads off. They were taken care of.

The rest of my crew was in danger though. I sprinted forward and took out the three at Killer’s back. I then turned and used the handle of my scythe to knock out the guy that was about to take my captain from his unguarded side.

I flicked the blade of my scythe to deflect a couple of bullets that were aimed at me. With that done I took out a throwing knife and sent it at an enemy that was aiming at Wire. He went down in a crumpled heap.

I then turned my attention to the giant biscuit armor guy. I figured, even in my hazy mind, he was the leader. If I could take care of him then the rest should be a breeze.
I took out another throwing knife and sent it flying at the guy’s eye. At the same time I charged for his leg to bring him down a size.

He deflected the knife easily enough, but was caught slightly by surprise when his leg gave out under him. I readied my scythe to cut upwards to take him out, but was stopped dead in my tracks.

Something flashed just before my eyes, pictures, places, names. I couldn’t quite place it.
The next thing I knew pain was coursing through my left eye and I was screaming in pain, backing away from the sword covered in blood that was before me.

I heard an annoying laugh come from before me, but I couldn’t open up my right eye to look.

“You almost had me there, girl!” It squeaked, “Why did you stop, I wonder?”

I fell to a knee and forced my right eye open, still clutching the bleeding wound that was the left side of my face.

I growled up at the cracker warrior. Something else in my mind flashed, but I couldn’t place it either.

Suddenly his face dropped as he stared down at me.

“Let’s go!” He called to his subordinates.

“But, Cracker-sama-” One of his underlings called out only to be cut off.

“I said we’re going now!” He barked again, “These pitiful rookies wont last long in their condition. You too, Zane. Mama will be proud of you.”

Zane! I looked over to where the little rat strode forward towards the Sweet Commander.

“You!” I managed out.

He paused and smirked at me, “Me!” He sang.

“I bet you didn’t see this one coming, witch!” He laughed as he made his way to the railing, “I can’t believe Eustass was even stupid enough to think you would be in any way useful. That’s all just a bunch of bullshit.”

He hopped up onto the railing as the Yonko’s crew prepared to sail off.

“It’s good to see you all groveling to me for once! You are all pathetic! Thinking you’re better than everyone! Thinking you can run the world all because you got a dream! You damn idiots! Do you have any idea what Mama has-”

He was cut off by a drowning gurgle. He looked down only to see a throwing knife, buried up to its hilt in his throat.

He looked back up and stared at me. My right arm still outstretched following through with my throw.

“Has anyone ever told you,” I panted, “You talk too much.”

Without another sound he fell backwards, off the ship. The splash of his body hitting the water was the only thing that followed.

Cracker looked at the ocean and then back at me.

“Move out!” He called to his crew just before his ship set sail away from us.

“Get the hell out of our territory or die already!” He called back.

I waited until they were a safe distance away before I allowed myself the luxury of falling over, unconscious.

Family Feud(Part 21)

“Geez.” I heard Kidd say as he stepped into the library, “I knew you guys had a lot of information, but don’t you think this is a little over kill?”

I glared up from the book I was reading.

“On the contrary,” I countered, “It’s not enough.”

He sighed and walked over to me on the ladder.

“What are you looking at?” He asked as he leaned against the book shelf.

“My next step is to take down Doflamingo.” I told him, “He was selling arms to Kiado, and now, if what you say is true, he’s selling to the others. I need to take him down, but I can’t leave Dressrosa without a king, it would be anarchy.”

“So?” Kidd urged me to continue.

“So,” I repeated, “I’m trying to find the whereabouts of former King Riku.”

“That guy that went crazy and slaughtered a bunch of his people?” He demanded, “Might as well let Blackbeard have that place.”

I rolled my eyes, “Look I know it sounds crazy, but-”

He cut me off, “I think ‘crazy’ is a bit of an understatement.” Kidd growled.

I sighed, “Look either support me in trying to find out the truth or fuck off, I’m trying to work.”

“Benn wants you.” He told me calmly, “He says it’s important.”

“And you couldn’t say that the second you walk in?” I asked him and put the book away before climbing down the ladder.

“You were working.” He mocked.

I glared and then rolled my eyes before trudging out of the library.

“Ceerie-sama! Stand up straight!” Daddan yelled as I walked by her.

“Later.” I told her and waved her off.

She let out a huff as I rounded the corner and entered the office, Kidd not too far behind me.

“What?” I all but spat a the older man who had called for me.

“You need to talk to us.” He demanded, crossing his arms and glaring at me, “Locking yourself in the library until you find what you’re looking for is not the answer. We’re here for you, use us as you need.”

“You say this like you’re pawns in some game!” I snarled back at him, causing surprise to wash over everyone.

“I know how my father ran things was like a giant game of chess or something. I’m not like him, Benn! The one time I tried to be like him, someone died!” I took a deep breath, trying to hold back tears that were threatening to fall, “I’m not like him. I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t want everyone to be looking at me for all the answers, because I don’t have them. And because I trust all of you, I believe you can do what needs to be done while I search for answers that could fix everything.”

There was a pregnant pause that filled the room as I waited for someone to say something. What had been said needed to sink in. What had been said, also could not be unsaid. The next words had to be chosen carefully.

“You are nothing like Shanks,” Benn finally said, “You never could be.”

I took several deep, rapid breaths trying to calm myself, unsure of what was about to be said.

“You aren’t him. So to try and hold you next to him, and expect the same things he would do is redundant.” Benn continued, “Never could you be on the same level as him. But,”

I held my breath, not knowing what he was about to come out of his mouth, but knowing it was going to make or break me.

“That doesn’t make you a bad leader.” Benn started, “Ceerie, you’re young and inexperienced, you have no idea what you’re doing and expecting you to isn’t going to get us anywhere. But you aren’t alone, and that’s where your biggest mistake is. We aren’t your pawns, like you said, but we are on your side, you can trust us. Use us to the full extent of requirements you need. We’re here, not because of a debt, or blind loyalty to your late father. We’re here for you, we’re going to go through this with you, because we believe in you. Now stop trying to be something you’re not and be who you are. That’s the best thing for this situation, alright?”

I sniffed once to hold back the tears and nodded.

“I need information on the whereabouts of Riku Doltan the third. If we overthrow Doflamingo then the country will still be in need of a leader. Without one in this day and age would simply be asking for anarchy and trouble. Hawkins, Yassop. I feel you two are the best for this task, can I ask you carry it out to the best of your abilities?”

“Of course.” They both replied without missing a beat.

I nodded, “Benn, please make an oppointment with the tailor to come in as soon as possible. I have a secret job for him. And also the local wig maker. I need her too.”

Benn nodded.

“Lucky, please make contact with your spys in Big Mam’s family. I need to know everything about Jewelry Bonney. Especially her habits. Do you mind.”

“Not at all.” Lucky grinned.

“Killer, it’s up to you to tighten security around our perimeters. With what I want.” I paused and took a deep breath before I corrected myself, “With what I’m going to pull off I need to know if a cockroach scuttles from one side of the street to the other. Think you can handle that?”

“Easy.” I heard killer smirk.

“Law,” I paused again and looked at the tired doctor, bracing myself for what I was about to say, “Might as well get all this out in the open now. Please work with Makino and Daddan to get invitations out to our usual contacts. This one shall be in regards to my engagement.”

Jaws hung open and a couple of the men even stood up. I put a hand up to silence any questions and shook my head.

“I’ll announce my fiance at the party. Make it for about a month from now. Please.”

“Ceerie, are you sure about this?” Yassop asked, “It’s your engagement. It’s a pretty big deal. To decide this early. I- it’s just…”

“I’ve already made my choice, Yassop.” I assured, “Whether or not he’ll accept is another matter. And whether or not I made the right choice is something only time will be able to tell.”

“Ceerie,” Kid asked from behind me, “What the hell are you planning with all of this?”

I looked up at him with determined eyes and took a deep breath before I replied.

“A war.”