You lied there.

You lied upon a metal examination table, bound to the surface by your ankles and wrists with leather straps that showed their true age as they were faded, surface crackling. You lied staring at the ceiling of true darkness with very few lamps to account for. Scientists were running simple lab tests upon you; taking your pulse, blood sample, even a sedative to keep you within your plain absent-minded state. You were told time and time again that these were the last few tests you'll ever endure, you couldn't really find a reason to care if they were or weren't. You were tired of the lies. So many lies...

It was faint, a door had opened and closed from the left entrance of the room. Many scientists welcomed what you knew better than anyone else to be visitors from the head of the government. It was never the same face twice in a row. They check in on your state every three months, today, they were five days earlier than the scheduled examination date. You growled through your chest as this visit had completely disarranged your internal clock that you now had no choice but to adapt to. It just completely wrecks your train of thought for at the very least a week. The mean has came to a month and six days. The scientist's heads snapped to your settle growling.

"What's going on with her?" An official asked, backing away from your examination table exactly three steps from what your ears calculated.

"We run a strict schedule with the subject, we have to be extremely settle with any changes to her everyday life or else she's more hostile than usual. Remember how we were against this early visit?" The head scientist lamented on the official's actions which brought a faint smile upon your face. You actually had no clue the head scientist had paid that much attention to you. It was the only piece of respect you had within this hell hole.

The official gulped down thickly, "I came here early for a reason, thank you very much," the official tuts in a teasing manner directed at none other than yourself. He'll be the first man I kill once I'm out of here...

"Well it better be a damn good reason, now we need to inject double the sedatives into her bloodstream for our own safety. These sedatives aren't cheap and they slowly take away from her remaining years of life," the Scientist in turn, bit the plastic covering off of the end of a clear syringe, piercing your skin, your body ran cold.

Your eyelids were heavy. "F-Fuck..." Your head drooped to one side, eyes forced to a close. Now practically useless you lied there with nothing to rely on but your hearing.

The official stood by with eyes full of curiosity, examining your limp body. He felt the need to poke your arm once, stone cold to the touch. The Official was blown away by how fast the sedative worked. But maybe it worked too well, "Is she dead?" His features scrunched up.

"No," the head scientist huffed pinching the bridge of his nose. "But she's in a sleep as good as death."

"Damn," the official smiled like a child on his birthday. "She can't be that dangerous. Couldn't you just tie her down to the table? It'd make more sense to me."

The head scientist slammed his clipboard down upon your examination table. "That's where you're wrong," the Scientist felt that this Government Official is ridiculously stupid for his high position. "Sakazuki himself delivered and fed our subject here a devil fruit nearly one year ago without our okay. We can't restrain her with sea prism stone cause it interferes with our lab equipment. We have no choice but to use different tactics for our research."

"Anyways," the official completely ignored the man standing before him. "It's been two years, the Pirate Age had completely moved into the New World. If we don't send this deadly bitch into the field anytime soon, the pirates will succeed," there was an intense silence to follow. The Scientist was highly disgusted with the idea.

"No," the scientist states with a plain face. "She may be the World Government's ultimate weapon, but her mental state is... All out of whack," the scientist sighed. "If I were to release her into the public right here, right now, expect a massacre."

The official stomped his foot. "Then how much longer do you expect the Government to wait?"

"To be honest... I don't think she'll ever be ready," your eyes shot open. For the last two years, you've been living day by day with the faint belief that hope and escape were still a possibility rather than a myth from the legends. You were patient, but now that dream was thrown right back into your face, yeah, you weren't gonna stand for it.

"What the-" the Scientist gasped as your wrists phased through the beaten leather restraints. "H-how are you doing this?"

You sat up, running a hand through your hair. "That shit you pump into my bloodstream..." The scientist gulped down the lump in his throat, as did the Government Official. "That shit is next to useless. Bullshit," you grimaced in the face of those who once thought they had authority over you, watching them fall apart at your presence.

"You've used that crap on me so many times I've grown immune. If anything they make me sluggish," With a blink of an eye, your left eye changed. Red. Red and vibrant like the tail light of any car; as if another person resided within your body. The scientist and official jolted in unison as if they were struck with lightning to the ghostly presence of a hand lied upon his shoulder, once he looked over, he turned pale with dread as his eyes drained of life. "You're the reason why I've been stuck here for as long as I have... Now feel the pain of my suffering!" Beheaded. The two men you've came to hate, one all so suddenly, the other over a series of years; had met their demise with a shower of crimson within one of the most cleanest rooms you've set eyes on. For then, you laughed maniacally.

Your stomach ached at the lack of breath. "I had no idea I could even do that!" A statement of shock that echoed within the empty hold of the lab. The realization that you were alone snapped your mind back on track. "Maybe you can be of more use to me," you hummed sharing eye contact with the monster standing before you with a wicked grimace you recently shared moments before. "Fetch me a few weapons; at this point, I don't care what you get me. I can make use of anything," the shadowy figure nods without words. "I need to saddle up for the long road ahead..."

Months Later

"Yay! My bounty went up again!!!" Luffy chimed holding out a beaten piece of parchment out before him with two hands. A new picture and a new number to commemorate the reunion after two years of separation from his crew. Everyone on his crew to be more exact, got a new picture and bounty. Some happy, some weren't, the sight of Luffy being his cheerful self brought a smile upon their faces.

"I still don't understand what makes a bounty worth getting yourself worked up over," Nami shrugged turning to Robin hoping to get an answer from the woman of great wisdom.

Meanwhile Robin was juggling a pile of at least twenty Wanted Posters within her delicate hands, separating out the ones that belong to members of the Straw Hats, people they've met before, and others of whom they've never met. Robin looked up from her papers, "they're boys, leave them be," Robin hummed with an amused chuckle as Sanji was in a broken mess over the dishonorable picture his own Wanted Poster bared. Meanwhile Zoro and Luffy were basking in the glory of their high bounties.

"If you say so," Nami in turn found her curiosity getting the best of her as she joined along with the Wanted Posters scouting with Robin. She was mainly flipping through the stack of pirates new to them. The redhead went all bug eyed at one Wanted Poster in particular, an 'Only Alive' bounty higher than Luffy's meant only big bucks in her perfect world. That was before her eyes wandered upwards, a chill ran through her body as she saw the poster's photo that held a chilling image.

There was no human, but more a demon spawned directly from hell with a body of black flames. The monster was flashing a terribly wicked smile that could give anyone nightmares. And one red eye. Nami couldn't shake the feeling of being watched. Robin noticed Nami place the poster upon the table face down with a shaking hand. Robin found herself taking the poster into her own possession.

The Archaeologist growled, glaring at the poster. "I see her bounty has went up as well..."

"You know her?" Nami gasped.

"Not personally..." Robin admits with a dark turn of her voice. Her reaction had caught the attention of the crew.

"Who is this girl?" Sanji asked. Looming over Robin's shoulder for a quick glimpse of the poster. "She must be a deadly woman if she has a bounty higher than Luffy's. And judging by her picture, I highly doubt she's even human," nearly everyone on the crew nodded in agreement with their cook.

"Oh she's human alright," Robin still wasn't pleased just by explaining. "Her picture isn't accurate, it's not even (Y/n). But rather it's a doppelganger that follows her around."

"Robin, how do you know this?" Luffy questioned.

"Look, I don't know (Y/n) personally, but she has something against the Revolutionary Army. Easily a quarter of those previously with the Revolutionaries have died to her hands. That's not even the most surprising part; she doesn't work for the World Government nor does she affiliate with any particular group or pirate crew. I just can't tell you how many times we've fought over the last year," Robin was truly pained to talk about a woman of such capabilities. She saw everything unfold first hand.

"Damn," Zoro found even himself amazed by such an achievement.

Luffy snatched your wanted poster from Robin's hands eagerly. "So what's that doppel- doppel- doppelgang thing you were talking about?" Luffy tapped your picture repeatedly, he seemed to be the only one not affected by such a chilling image.

"I'm not even sure," Robin sighed. "(Y/n's) doppelganger is a rare sight as it is. It sulks around in the shadows and If she's outnumbered by more than five people, you're as good as dead..."

"Sounds Badass!" Luffy exclaims. "If she doesn't belong to any crew, then I want her on mine," everyone gasped sending wild looks at their captain.

"Luffy, you can't be serious," Zoro groaned.

"Zoro," Sanji groaned as well. "I think we all know he's serious..."

"Yup!" Luffy snickers.

"Then I'll get the girl the join," Sanji stepped forward, everyone stared at him in disbelief. "If she's as dangerous as Robin says, there's bound to be some conflict. And knowing Zoro *nudges Zoro's arm* he'll leave the girl within a breath of her life."

"I agree to disagree," Zoro lets Sanji have his own way for a change.

"Yay! We're going to finally get an assassin!!!" Luffy cheered.

"Nobody said she was an assassin... But whatever floats your boat," Sanji complied. Wondering what sort of hell he just walked into.