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Fanfic: Siege und Niederlagen
joke there overnight, that will be a lesson to him. And tomorrow we'll see ... (grins dirty)
You close the gate and sit by the prison guard to play cards. One of them pulls out a bottle. The prison guard grins approvingly. They play and drink.
Usopp peeks out from under his blanket and disappears under it again.
In the middle of the night, on the ship. Nami, Luffy and Sanji sit on deck and wait. Sanji is smoking, a full ashtray next to him. Nami has a map on his knees and is drawing.Luffy pulls his lower lip long and rubbery and lets it click against his teeth, apparently he's been doing this for hours.
Remain silent.
Nami (without looking up from her drawing)
We'll sail before it gets light.
Luffy
Why? We agreed to wait, didn't we?
Nami
For how much longer?
Sanji (looks after the smoke from his cigarette)
Maybe we should get used to the idea that the two ...
Luffy
NO! They are not! We can't leave them here!
Nami
But we have to see for ourselves how we get out of here. How stupid can the Navy be that they can't find us here?
Shortly before sunrise there is an offshore wind that takes us out to sea, if we miss the chance, it's our turn. So...
Luffy
Full nasty!
Sanji (sliding over to Nami)
But she is right. I think that's all right of her ...
He looks over her shoulder. Instead of plotting her route on the map, she drew the smiling faces of Zorro and Usopp.Sanji
I think it's great that you can be so cool even though you're worried, I mean, I feel that you miss the two of them, sure, you're pretty sensitive ...
Nami (glares at him angrily and crosses out her drawings with thick lines)
Oh man, Sanji. Not really. Not now!
You may have nerve!
She immersed herself in her card again and scribbled calculations on the sheet of paper. Sanji stares into space and lights a cigarette.
Remain silent.
After a few puffs, Sanji puts out his cigarette and gets up.
Sanji
I can't stand the wait any longer. If you need me, I'll be in the kitchen.
Nami and Luffy
Mmm ...
Sanji disappears below deck. Nami is scribbling on her card. Luffy clicks his lower lip against his teeth. Again and again.
Remain silent.
The interrogation room. Apparently the interrogation has been going on for hours. Zorro lies on the floor, held in check by the torturer's stick.
commander
For the last time, where is Monkey D. Luffy?Zorro (defiant and probably for the hundredth time)
I do not know.
Commander (angry)
I'm getting tired of your lies!
He waves to the torturer. The torturer hits Zorro between the ribs with the stick. Zorro doubles up and tries hard not to scream. He has bitten his lower lip with blood and a thin thread of blood runs down his chin.
Zorro (breathing heavily)
Well ... well.
Should nobody ... claim that I ... lie ...
Commander (lurking)
Yes?
Zorro
I know ... where Luffy is ...
... but...
Commander (impatient)
But what?
Zorro (grins, in pain, but triumphant)
...but...
...I...
... don't tell yourself ...
The commandant snatches the stick from the torturer's hand and hits Zorro uncontrollably with it. Zorro writhes in spasms on the floor, flicked by blue light.
Torturer
Sir, we can't go on like this, he can't take it much longer.
The commandant puts the stick in the torturer's hand in a bad mood and looks at Zorro, who is lying motionless on the floor.Commander (thoughtful)
Then let's try it differently.
He kneels next to Zorro and takes him in his arms. Zorro's head falls back.
Commander (his pity sounds almost convincing)
Now don't make it so difficult for me, boy.
Zorro looks up at him with fluttering eyelids and wandering eyes. The commandant beckons the torturer to bring him the cup of tea, which is on the table untouched.
Zorro (in a weak voice but able to recognize the absurdity of this sentence)
I? Them?
The commandant ignores his answer and tries to give him tea. Zorro spits the tea in his face. The commandant jumps up, cursing.
Usops cell. Something wrapped in the blanket lies on the bed. The two soldiers have finished their card game. They yawn down the aisle and cast contemptuous looks through the bars, then they disappear at the end of the aisle. The guard puts away the playing cards, takes another sip from the bottle, stretches, yawns and falls asleep.Usopp risks a look out of the folds of the ceiling and listens for the first snoring noises. Then he crawls out from under the covers and grins slyly at him. He pulls a bobby pin from his headscarf and pokes around in the lock of the cell door. He quietly opens the door, looks around and sneaks away from the guard.
Zorro lies on the floor and looks exhausted and defiant at the commandant, whom he spat tea in the face. The commandant wipes his dripping face.
Commander (takes a deep breath, then with forced rest)
OK.
Again from the beginning.
He pulls Zorro up from the floor, pulls him to the table and fixes the handcuffs with a bolt in the middle of the table top. Zorro can no longer take his hands off the table.
Commander (casually confidential, he drives Zorro over his head and neck, briefly looks at his three earrings)
You know, sometimes it's a shitty job. All this pointless destruction. Like pouring acid on a work of art or cutting the wings off a little bird.Shame ... really shame.
Zorro (tries to avoid touch)
Save yourself the kitsch.
In the semi-darkness in front of the door of the interrogation room, Usopp stands and listens. He grins when he hears Zorro's answer.
Commander (friendly)
You don't understand me, do you?
(Grabs Zorro's head and turns his face around, full of sadistic joy)
If you don't tell me where your little friend is, I'll break all the bones in your fingers. You won't touch a sword in your life. Think about it.
Zorro doesn't quite manage to hide his shock. For the first time that night, he's really upset. Memories swirl through his head.
Flashback
Zorro as a child, after Kuina's death:
I promise you I'll be the best, I'll be strong for two so that my fame will shine up to you in the sky!
The gang at the common oath, all voices sound confused:
Luffy: I'm going to be the pirate king
Sanji: I'll find the all-blueNami: I draw the best nautical chart there is!
Usopp: And ... uh ... I'll be a brave warrior!
Zorro: I'll be the best swordsman in the world!
The Swordmaster: Every defeat is a victory ... every victory is a defeat ...
Mihawk Dulacre on his little boat:
One day we'll meet again and then we'll fight again!
The commandant waited for an answer that didn't come, now he pulls out a short baton. No special effects, like the torturer's tool, only very heavy and shod with iron.
Commander (factual)
Are you right handed or left handed?
Zorro stares at him aghast and feverishly wonders what is the best answer to that.
commander
From what I've seen of you, I'd say ... right-handed.
The commander strikes back and hits Zorro's left hand with the baton. Zorro screams and drops his head on the table top. His right hand clenches into a fist so that his fingernails dig into the palm of his hand.His left hand twitches weakly, apparently he no longer has any control over it. A puddle of blood forms between his fingers.
commander
Uncomfortable, isn't it?
But I gave you one more chance, boy, this is your last. You can still get good with one hand, not really world class, but good. Don't gamble that away lightly.
So where is Monkey D. Luffy?
Zorro stares at him with wide eyes.
Flashback
Luffy on the scaffold in Loguetown with Buggy's sword raised over his head:
I'M BECOMING A PIRATE KING!
Then Luffy's laughing face when he thinks any help comes too late:
Hey guys i think now i am dead!
The Swordmaster's Voice:
Whenever you win something, you lose something too ...
Zorro's eyes narrow. He opens his right fist and turns the palm up, unprotected, as if to await the blow. He grins arrogantly at the commandant.
Zorro
FORGET IT!
Outside the door Usopp hears a knock, an ugly sound of splintering bones and Zorro's scream.Horrified, he presses his hand over his mouth.
Commander (roars off-screen)
But now I'm fed up with you!
Torturer (off)
What now sir
The door opens, Usopp pushes himself into the shadows when the commandant and torturer come out.
Commander (angry)
Oh, we're just wasting our time here. He should now have the whole night to think about whether that was clever of him. We'll see again tomorrow.
The two of them walk down the corridor. Usopp waits for them to leave, then carefully turns the handle to the interrogation room. The door is not locked.
Zorro lies with his head on the table top. Usopp carefully places his hand on his shoulder.
Zorro (like through thick fog)
Oh Usopp beautiful ...
... half an hour earlier ...
Usopp (looks horrified at the table)
NOEEIIN! ZORROOOO !!!
Usopp pulls the bobby pin out of his trouser pocket and opens the lock on the handcuffs. Zorro slips off the table, his hands leaving two bloody streaks on the table top.He collapses, his broken hands on his knees.
Usopp (shy)
Is it bad?
Zorro (quietly and without looking at him)
Yes it is bad.
Usopp is rigid with horror, he has never seen Zorro like this. Zorro has never admitted that an injury is bad. Zorro feels his numbness and struggles to get up.
Zorro (smiles bravely)
We should see that we get out of here, huh?
Usopp (switches back to escape mode)
Yeah, sure, I also know where it's going!
Zorro tries to pick up his swords, but he can't hold onto them. They slip out of his arms and clatter to the floor.
Zorro (desperate)
Crap!
Usopp (eager)
Come on, I'll help you!
Zorro
Give me one between the teeth. The White. Where is your slingshot
Usopp
Path. Confiscated.
Zorro
Then take one too.
Usopp (with big eyes)
REAL? May I have one of your swords ...?
Zorro
Well, I can't.
No, not the