Prolog:
A little arrow. It was similar to what one had often seen in stories about Indians. The arrows that you shot at your enemies with the blowpipe. It hit her in the right upper arm, just as she was about to raise her hand to put an end to them all. Especially you. You, the sister.
The hand got stuck in the air, she was too surprised by the little weapon that was hanging in her arm and also by the effect it had on her. The arrow paralyzed. Her knees gave way, she had to mobilize all her strength not to go down completely.
,, Ed! ", Beatrice had got up. She looked at the roof of one of the houses," what are you still doing here! "
The young man jumped from the roof onto the cobblestone street:
"If I were you, I would be quiet! ", he pointed to Mia lying on the floor," the hearing is very sensitive in such a state. It doesn't matter how related you are! "Beatrice nodded slightly, the others stopped talking too.Ed leaned over Mia, lifted her chin, saw her pupils:
“It is going against normal, was a brief attack. The next ones will be more intense! "he whispered.
"And what did you give her there? ", Beatrice looked at him doubtfully. He shrugged his shoulder:
"I stole it from a shop like that, it seems pretty heavy, don't you think?"
"You probably beep! ", Beatrice yelled at him," you can't just give my little sister some crap! " Her sister doubled over, her hands clenched to her ears. She whimpered softly.
"Better to give some crap than to make her deaf!" ", he went to the magician," but you were sometimes faster too. The boss almost went for it! "
“He's already dead! "the muffled voice corrected him.
,, I didn't mean Blue, you whistle, but dear lady! ", he knocked the wizard off.
,, Uncle Charlie, Uncle Charlie, look what I found!"Anna had slipped away in silence and ran to the sea of ​​blood at the harbor. She was holding something wrapped in linen in her arms.
,,So what is that? ", he spoke softly. Took the round package from her and unwrapped it:
,,Macabre! "he moaned.
,,So what is that? "Usop, Nash and Dorothee came running up curiously. They saw the object that had been wrapped in linen and cried out loudly:
“A head, a bleeding severed head! "and Usopp added:
"His body is probably wandering around here somewhere!"
“Whose head is that? ", Zorro wanted to know.
“The one we adore! ", Ed said things in amusement," Boss! ", He looked at Mia, she was able to pull herself up in the meantime," Clean work! "
"Yes, even a sword doesn't cut heads better! ", Jackie looked at her fingers," and you did that with your bare hand! "
“Are you feeling better now! ", her sister helped Mia up," the revenge has at least brought something, you feel better now!"Mia shook her head. She looked sad. Against as closed as ever, her fire had burned out, her drive to life fulfilled. She felt hopeless, limp and tired. All the tiredness that had always repressed her rolled over her all at once. The eyelids became heavier and heavier, fell shut. She slept. Was it the sleep of the righteous, or just a cursed in her dream world to draw new strength there Nobody knew.
And how did he feel then. Watching her torment herself, how she was doing badly day after day. Luffy lay on one side, then back on the other. He found no rest that night.
Mia! She couldn't even laugh. Her whole existence was branded by grief, hatred and loneliness that one could not get rid of. She was so fragile, one had wanted to hug her, but she would not have let that happen, too much she was misled by her own pride.They had come after, fell through Mia, to find out everything she hadn't known yet. Beatrice had tried to explain to all of them why she was so cold:
“She is very sensitive, even if she always looks so cool! ", she had said at the time," she takes a lot of things to heart, commands herself to be strong, not to cry. Back then, when mother died, she forbade herself to laugh. She even stopped eating for a while , it was bad to see how she slowly died of her grief, then we told her who was to blame for both father and mother's death. It was not exactly pleasant to motivate her to go on living with such a reason, but what should we have done then! ", she swallowed," and then there was also the great burden of this hereditary disease, we had to keep it away from him so that it doesn't break out, I thought when I worked with him, I would be able to prevent her from having a seizure, all in vain!"The words were accompanied by sobs and bitter tears.
And he? How did he feel about it? Life had always been child's play for him. His motto, I do what I want, the main thing is that it's fun, but how did it have to be if you couldn't have fun because you had forbidden it yourself?
During the day he showed no sign of what thoughts tormented him. Then he was as always. I do what I want, the main thing is that it's fun. But at night, when the sky was as dark as her hair, he always thought of her, of her sad face, of her hopelessness. They had taken them back then. Your gang. They said, disease or not, she was their captain! Did Mia appreciate that? Certainly!
Luffy had to grin, he still hadn't given her the wooden box, although they had long since seen each other on Ginga. He still hadn't dared to open the box.Whether there was something very valuable in there. Curiosity overwhelmed him, he took it out from under his shirt, he always carried it with him. Thoughtfully he turned it back and forth in his hand, looked at it from all sides in the light of the moon. He had to grin against it. She hadn’t said he should look in, but neither did she say that he shouldn’t.
He quietly opened the little lock. The moonlight shone on its contents. Pictures and notes were in the box. He looked at the photos.
One of them was very old, it caught the eye. A family could be seen on it. A woman, the mother, sat on an old armchair. A girl on her lap, she was quite old. Maybe thirteen. They formed the center of the picture. To her right was an elderly man, he had put his hand on the back of the chair, he was laughing sunnily. To the left of the armchair stood a man, dark hair, sharp and yet friendly facial features, he laughed too, he was holding a girl in his arm, she looked very much like him, the same hair color, the same laugh only hers seemed more shy.That must be Mia, thought Luffy. He liked her laugh, when her parents were still there she must have laughed a lot.
He looked at the other photos. They were new, somehow professional and yet like simple schnapps. They showed a party on Mia's ship. All of their gang was shown in the photos. They laughed and celebrated, had a good time, on one of which Dorothee and Nash posed with a broad grin, Mia could be seen in the background. She read, but looked completely relaxed. Not as cramped as one had often seen. This one photo calmed Luffy. She had to have good friends. She would definitely be fine. He missed her, hoped every day that he would see her again one day on the open sea. Much has changed over time. After they had brought Vivi to Alabasta and killed Sir Crocodil, she had had to say goodbye to Vivi, but Nico Robin had been on board since that.Somehow Robin was very reminiscent of Mia. She also read and had the same hair color, but she was much happier, not so sad.
Luffy closed the box and tucked it under his shirt, then turned to the right and found the perfect position to sleep.
,,I DO WHAT I WANT!!!"
(Quote from Monkey D. Luffy, the pirate king)