The Demon King

Chapter 5 - The Arlong Pirates

AN: This chapter will be Arlong Park. Just a few TWs for you guys. Sexual assault, sexual abuse, sexual harassment, fairly graphic scenes, and blackmail is apparent throughout this chapter.

If you're fine with all of that, I hope you enjoy the darkest chapter I've ever written!

PS: Nami doesn't have her Arlong tattoo, her tangerine and pinwheel one was already there
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Alvida was a little annoyed.

Ever since their... fun together, Luffy hadn't really talked to her much.

Actually, correction, he talked to her as much as he would before they had sex. He wasn't treating her like his treasure, just a crewmate.

And sure, that was great and all, but she wanted more.

He clearly liked her enough to have sex with her, and valued her enough to be a crewmate, but that wasn't enough.

And she'd seen the way he looked at Nami too.

She wasn't completely closed off to the idea of sharing him, but with Fish Face of all people?! Nuh uh, no way.

And talking about Fish Face, she'd ran off with their ship, money, food, valuables, items and water, and Luffy still didn't care.

He and that pervert of a cook were the only one unbothered by her thievery, and that made her think.

After all of this, did Luffy love Fish Face?
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Nami watched her familiar islands come into sight from the horizon gently.

Well, they weren't her's yet, but they would be. Soon.

The shape of the islands reminded her a little of a shark's head, a little too ironic for her tastes. But that didn't concern her currently, Arlong did.

She rubbed her shoulders, mentally and physically preparing for what was to happen.

It was bound to be a fun day.

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A few minutes later, she came up to the harbour of Cocoyashi, already feeling chills despite it only being late afternoon.

Yes, she was scared for herself, but she'd never been this late before. She could only help he didn't begin to slaughter innocents.

She heaved the bag of treasure over the ship and picked it up again once she jumped onto the harbour.

Nobody was there to give her her usual dirty looks, something odd and a little ominous.

She carried the money along the wooden decks of the harbour, having a creeping feeling she was being watched. She probably was.

Nami didn't care anymore, each step closer to her monster. The only thing that stopped her from ending it all was her people and their freedoms.

They may hate her for joining with the man who killed her mother, but that hate would vanish if she saved them, right? Right?!

She heard a few ruffles in the bushes, but she paid no attention. Fishmen were useless to try and run from. Especially these guys.

Tears welled in her eyes, but she dared not sob. Sobbing is a display of weakness, and what does weakness get you? Punishment.