It's a Male Mihawk x Fem Reader. Enjoy
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It wasn't that long ago until you and your
older brother Roronoa Zoro, had been sent to an island after the fight at sabaody with Kuma.

You and him both were masters of the
sword. Him a 3 style sword user, and you taking in after your big brothers foot steps. You were a 2 sword style user, trying to learn 3 sword style. But struggling with the sword in your mouth.

You two had trained all of your life to be the best. You were going to be the Best Duo Swordsmen in the world, working together to achieve your dream. But there was one thing you had yet to accomplish. And that would be to train under the best, defeat him and become the best.

The ground was cold, it felt wet as well. You could tell that you were currently lying down in the mud. With another wet feeling and a pain coming from certain parts of your body.

It was the sabaody fight, before you and your crew had been separated from one another. That time, that particular moment in time, your crew had been running, and fending yourself's from the wild machines that had replicated a certain warlord.

You had just taken down a pacifista with Franky. There had been a call from the group of the mixed up military personal. To an admiral, Kizaru, he was the one who came. The one who Zoro was currently fending off.

It wasn't long until Kizaru had Zoro pinned beneath him, his leg was flashing a bright yellow. He was no doubt going to kill your brother, the only direct family you had left, besides the strawhats that is. Kizaru was stoped by a blur.

You did not get the joy of seeing who had stopped that brute Admiral. Because you had been knocked out, down on the ground, you had let your guard down and you had gotten shot by a bullet. Although they shouldn't penetrate you. It had to of been sea stone weaponry to take you down so soon. Untill you felt someone grab you. You had recognized it as Zoro and now you and him had been flung and were now flying towards an uncharted destination.

That's how you had ended up in this predicament. You had suspected it had been the warlord who had sent you and Zoro flying. You did not know how long you two were flying. Or even where you were at the time now. All you had worried about was if you two were going to live.

You knew that the both of you had severe wounds on your body from over exerting yourself's, and from the damage taken by both the pacifista and Kizaru. You continued staring up at the dark sky, laying bruised and bloody. Rain drops continuously pelting at your open wounds only causing a pinching like pain.

You had no energy left to use, not even a sword at your side, long forgotten from the battle that had taken place not even minutes before. You tried to sit up, but your body wouldn't let you move not even a twinge.

You didn't know where your brother was, you were weak, strong, but weak. Nothing compared to Zoro. All you could do was lay there, motionless, numb from the pain. The cold wind nipping at your body, you let yourself lay there. It wasn't like you could have moved anyway.

You fell back down, eyes blurred from rain and the pounding in your head. You felt nothing, heard nothing, just motionless, thoughtless.

You awoke sometime later, body still in pain Barely moving. Your clothes had changed and your body bandaged. Layed in a white sheeted bed stained with what you had assumed to be your blood that seeped through the bandages around you.

There was a knocking at the door, the person asking to come in. You have a loud hum as a reply. Not knowing who was on the other side, not realizing where you were. The person came through the door, his silhouette darkened by the light from the hallway.

The person came close to you and only then did you eyes register who it was, who HE was.

"Mihawk?"

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Hey guys, I know it's been 4 years since I've last updated or posted anything, but I have been practicing my writing, and I think I have gotten better

I'm going trying to post again in small chapters till I get more confident in my abilities. If you would like a part 2 and for me to write my other stories then comment below on this chapter. Thank you for reading my terrible stories and liking them.