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━THE SLIM THICK WOMAN was seen, on her hands and knees,
with blood dripping down her hair line, and eyebrow.
she heaved, her back sinking and rising rapidly.
the tall man with purple pants laughed manically,
"look, strawhat! your dear first mate, cowering beneath me!"
her black hakama had been torn up, and ripped. to even achieve such a
state, atlas-san had been dunked in water instead of luffy.
he was in a pickle and already in a damaged state so she decided to
volunteer herself instead.
the silk white hakamashita, was now covered in salt water and blood.
you heard gasps echo around you,
"don! he's back! the man who took out 49 of our ships
he's back!"
you looked up to see green flames float along in the mist,
and eventually a coffin shaped boat emerged from the fog.
don krieg seemed to freeze in fright at the sight. he moved forward, to
seemingly, confront the man.
stumbling upwards you readied a plasma arrow. as you
yourself were a devil fruit user, you had such access to
the plasma-plasma no mi. this allows you to create anything
out of plasma, almost 99% of the time, this consisted
of weapons.
you made finger guns and pulled your left hand to your shoulder
and your right arm stretched out in front of you, with the
thumb pointing to the ground.
"plasma plasma no mi, khryselakatos."
the arrow formed rapidly in your stretched out form, the golden hue
glittered against the sun. this shinning object caught golden eyes.
you released the gold glowing arrow and it shot clean
through don krieg's right shoulder and wizzed past the
approaching man's face.
unbeknownst to you, you were able to cut the worlds greatest
swordsman. with the new cut on his cheek, he were stunned,
no one had been able to cut him in years, let alone make him bleed.
yes, the cut was small, however the feat in itself was huge. slicing
the slicer, besting the best. he touched his cheek and
his mouth went ajar.
mihawk looked up angrily, to search for his attacker
but soon came to realize, that the divine woman
standing 100 meters away from him, had committed
the heinous act. not that she could commit anything
damned or heinous, that is.
he felt his heart swell in his chest, 'what is this feeling?'
she was beauty and she was grace, she seemed
elegant and intelligent. he was star struck by her, truly.
however he was dragged back to reality when
he noticed she had been bleeding profusely,
she collapsed to the ground and names began
to be thrown around,
"[YN]!"
"atlas-san!'
"atlas!"
atlas [YN]? a fitting name for a fitting appearance,
she indeed was the bearer of the heavens. the swordsman
felt anger bubble in his chest. mihawk was commonly a stoic man,
but this was unforgiveable, this crime in itself were damned
to hell, hurting a goddess as such as [YN].
all sights were thrown to don krieg's bleeding and suffering form,
"that damn woman!"
the 'king' launched himself at her graceful figure on the
ground, readying back a punch. but he was
soon to be found punching nothing, she had vanished.
or so he had thought,
"did you hurt her?"
he whipped around to the deep voice and saw the
man who had cut up his 5,000 strong army.
he was infuriated, 'how dare he? how dare
he prove himself better than i?'
"did, you, hurt, her?"
krieg felt the malice around him spike immensely,
it was then that he had finally noticed that hawk-eye
was holding the woman's limp form, bridal style.
"i did, and damn proud i am. stepping in my way is a
sin! damn her to hell!"
mihawk simply sighed and turned around,
he wasn't going to waist his energy on trash.
he looked down to her bleeding form and brushed
hair out of her face,
"atlas [YN], huh?"
she stirred in his arms and he stiffened,
'thank god she's okay.'
"lu-luffy? zor-o?" her voice croaked out
although damaged and strained, it was heavenly,
she looked around and her e/c eyes met his
golden ones.
her voice cleared, "you-you are... hawk-eye? why am i?"
he gave a curt nod, hiding his true emotion, "are you alright?
can you stand?"
"i'm not sure, did i hit him?"
"you did, you also cut me."
"i did? i sincerely apologize, i must've not noticed you.
once again, my apologies."
"no need, i'm quite impressed on the contrary."
he gently set you down on your wobbling knees,
grasping your waist,
"i think i got it, thank you."
"I DIDN'T THINK I'D MEET YOU SO SOON,
HAWK-EYE"