A/n: I would like to thank my friends @Sadistic_Sister for helping me write this part of the story! Thanks you guys, you helped me out so much!

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My eyes shot open when excruciating pain flooded through my body. While my vision readjusted to the dark, my body laid lifeless on the metal bed frame. Little by little, the blood of my limbs started to flow, restoring my feelings to them. I tried to raise my hand but realized I couldn't get far when my actions were cut off by a pair of handcuffs. Following the chain to a rusted, broken bedpost, I let out a low groan as I rolled on my side. Waves of pain hit me with every little movement I made. The pain dulled down as I managed to get in an upright position, but was shorted lived when I hunched over and coughed violently.

After my fit, I slowly put my trembling arms in front of me and pushed myself up. My back continued to hunched over from the handcuffs. I examined them and noticed that with a little more power it could break in two. After a couple of blows and pulls, the rusted bedpost along with the chain of the handcuffs snapped in half and I managed to free myself.

With my actions no longer restrained, I straightened my back and felt discomfort surge through freshly open wounds and other injuries. With shaking, uneasy steps I shuffled towards the door and carefully opened it. Anxiety built inside me when I advanced down the basement hallway. My footsteps silent as I roamed around. The other enslaved people, peeked from their tiny rooms to see what was happening. I continued on the tips of my feet making as little noise as possible while I proceeded up the basement steps. Each barefoot hit the degrading wood until it transitioned to lavish white tiles.

Inside the mansion, the walls were lined with the finest wallpapers along with
a spotless tile floors. I began to crouch behind corners and dark spaces until I arrived at an open library. I scanned the room until I locked on to the signature bubble surrounding one of the many Celestial Dragons that lived in the mansion. With each advancing move, my bloodlust grew, along with my want for freedom. My hand tightened around the broken metal bedpost I brought with me and raised it high in the air, casting a shadow over the oblivious Celestial Dragon.

With one swift movement, all sanity deserted my body as the metal slammed down on the Dragon's head. With a loud 'Pop' the bubble shattered and blood sprayed on the walls. The man lied dead on the floor revealing a mirror he blocked before I struck him down. I stared at my grotesque reflection. The rags I called clothes were stained with fresh blood and the bandages from old wounds were unraveled and shredded at the ends. Through the mirror's reflection, I saw behind me, two new Celestial Dragons; one female and the other a male.

As I stared at them through the mirror for a while and noticed that they were trembling and was staring at the dead body before me. My eyes that had lost anything humane were peering into theirs. They both tried to hide their cowardice and horror but it was imminent from their visible tremble. I quickly turned around to face the two but the female Celestial Dragon pulled out a gun and immediately fired its rounds. The first few shots missed me completely but the ones after did hit me making me stumble and fall to the ground. I could hear them sigh In relief before ordering someone to come and clean up the mess. But I was not dead nor was I intending to.

I began to get up and lunge at the two. The female shrieked in terror and grabbed the male dragon and throwing him in front of her as a shield. I roughly grabbed the sacrificed Dragon and pushed him aside, exposing the female. Her entire body quaked when I approached her. I raised the bedpost again, and just like before the bubble surrounding her head popped. Her lips trembled as I placed my weapon under her chin and forced her to look at me. A sadistic grin plastered on my face before I drove the metal into her. Her lifeless body hit the floor.

I kicked her body to the side, walking through the puddle of blood that began to form. I trodded up to the last Celestial Dragon and picked him up from the floor. I raised my hand to strike him but he pushed me back in an attempt to run. He made it to the opening before I launched the bloody bedpost and it made contact with his back. The now embedded piece of metal made the Dragon fall to the ground crying out in pain.

I hushed him to stop his whimpering and spoke, "Don't cry so loud, someone may try and intervene," I grabbed the protruding piece of metal and twisted it. The puddle of blood grew larger along with the Dragons howls of pain. I ripped the rusted metal out of his back and threw somewhere else in the room. I listened to the Dragons sobs as I marched towards the door. I looked at the ground, not knowing anywhere else to look. The floors of the mansion that was not covered in dirt or blood, reflecting a picture of myself and just like a mirror and I stared at my reflection for a while again.

I was covered head to toe in fresh blood, My eyes continued to glowed in a bloody fury before reverting back to a trembling vision as I looked down at my hands. They were drenched with blood, everything began to shake as my sanity returns. Hot tears saturated my eyes and my legs gave out, sending me tumbling to the floor.

"What have I done... I-I have to leave...Now," Tears continued to pour down my face as I reached the door as quickly as my body allowed. The sky was pitch black.

As I ran, I shielded myself in the cover of night and ran along the dark sides of the street. I ran until I reached the docks, I cleaned my hands off in the ocean and looked around for things that I needed. Conveniently there were medical supplies and blankets.

Voices started to get close and I quickly jumped in a rowboat and drifted away from the island. The night consuming my figure as the lights began to fade.

When the light came back into view I was on my knees, I was no longer on the small rowboat that I stole. Instead, I was on the deck of a large ship being held down by people I didn't know. Out in the distance, a gunshot was launched and everything went silent. Everyone looked up when a voice spoke out.

"What the hell is going on here!"

I know that voice! The fiery hair that swiftly maneuvered through the crowd belonged to Kidd!

"Kidd! Kidd!" I cried, "Kidd! Please help me! Please!" His gaze met mine and even though he was armed with a loaded gun and a sharp scowl, I was overjoyed with hope. I had found him; my brother, my protector.

He knelt down to my level and lifted my chin with the gun's barrel. His amber orbs piercing through mine. He stayed there with the same expression until his eyes widen; he had the look of recognition. I smiled at him despite my tears.

"Kidd!" I cried again, "Kidd do you remember me? I'm your sister, Eustace (Y/n)." His expression of shock then turned into a scowl. He stood up and began to walk away.

"Yeah, I remembered you," He grunts, "Your the whore of a slave that should've rotted in a filthy cell."

My heart dropped.

"What..." I gulped, "What do you mean?"

"You know exactly what I mean you monster. Take her away." He ordered and all of the gruff hands that were holding me down started to pull me away from my brother. I screamed and shouted at him to come back but just kept walking away.

"Kidd, wait, please!" I begged, "Don't do this to me! Take me back! Please! Kidd!"

I was swallowed in darkness after that...

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"(Y/n), (Y/n)! Look at me dammit!" Heat yelled while shaking the girl. Wire slapped his hands away and gently grabbed the fragile girl into his lap. He rocked her back and forth trying to wake her up but his efforts were wasted.

It was still night, both Heat and Wire have awakened to the cries of (Y/n) who is now gasping heavily and muttering.

"What the hell are we suppose to do?" Heat paces the room while keeping a close eye on (Y/n).

"We should call Kidd, I mean it's his sister right?"

"Yeah, but he's Kidd, remember," Wire reminded.

"What else are we suppose to do then? We have a crying girl in our room and we're gonna get our asses skinned by Kidd if we don't do anything!" Heat's voice roared, (Y/n)'s wails continued to grow along with Heat's anxiety. Wire remained calm and tried to think of ideas that would help (Y/n) calm down but nothing came to mind. It was then at that moment that the door to their room busted open and revealed a cranky Kidd.

"One more sound and someone is getting skinned!" Kidd bellowed. Heat ran in front of Kidd as Wire hid behind him shielding (Y/n). The Young girl continued to cry in the mute's arms. While the two men argued no one bothered to notice the silent footsteps of the Captain's first mate. Killer wandered over to Wire to take (Y/n) from his arms before walking out of the noisy room.

The room became quiet causing Heat and Kidd to calm down and brought them back to there senses.

"Wire where's (Y/n)?!" Heat yelled. Wire motioned towards the door.

"Killer took her," he signed. A loud groan filled the room and Kidd marched out the door.

"Better him than me," and slammed the door shut.

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Just at the edge of the hall, Killer turned the corner to enter his room. He carefully wrapped the trembling girl in his blanket and held her close. He petted her hair gently as if to tell her that everything was alright. Killer continued to stay awake, determined that he would not rest until she had calm down. She continued to weep silently but her tears and whimpers gradually ceased when he lulled her to sleep. With a yawn, Killer fell into a peaceful slumber as well.