The Nameless

Chapter 3: 'Til we die

What's going on..? Where am I?

Sanji aggressively opened his eyes to a white checkered ceiling, "fuck." His whole body was severely hurting, but it was tolerable.

"Am I at the hospital?" Sanji looked around him, he had the power to now. Everything that happened before he went under is all coming back to him. "THAT FUCK," Sanji's voice cracked, frustration got to him remembering Zoro leaving him to die.

"Why would he do that?" Sanji whispered, rubbing his chin, "I thought it was us forever? I thought we were friends... We always had each other's backs." The more he thought about it the more anger built up in him. It was purely frustrating thinking that someone he loved and cared about turned their back against him. "How did I even get here anyways?"

Sanji looked down at the tubes stuck inside his arm, "I can barely move anything. Fuck, it hurts all over." Sanji tried to move his feet, but sadly failed. His nerves weren't responding to his brain, it began to worry him.

The window next to him brought peach-tinted rays of sun into the room, lighting it up. The crisp cold air was soothing but bland, Sanji needed something to do and quickly. Eager to be swiftly healed in order to get his vengeance on Zoro, "HELLO!" Sanji screamed, voice cracking as he did, "ANYONE THERE?"

A nurse immediately came into the room, "Hello? Yes!" She smiled at Sanji, knowing how much anger he was in. "Sir, I don't think you should be yelling.. it's hurting your throat. You have been unconscious for around 60 hours now." The nurse slowly walked up to Sanji checking his tubes to make sure they were okay.

"How did I get here? Do you know?" Sanji looked deep into the nurse's eyes, needing an answer and the nurse saw his determination.

"Well, from what I know you came here 2 days ago severely bleeding with many gunshot wounds," The nurse looked at the ceiling to try and remember the situation, "Ah! Yes, it was reported from what I was told, is that you were out in the road by yourself with no sign of anyone else being around you or even footprints."

"Oh..."

"I wouldn't be surprised if you didn't remember, you are on anesthesia, it's common."

"Okay, thank you. Will there be anyone coming i-" Sanji was stopped by people incoming from the door, two police officers and Law...

"Doctor!" The nurse yelped, "This man was screaming so I decided to come in here..." the nurse gulped, "I'll be on my way now." She waved slightly then walked out. Law watched her as she did, wondering what the complete rush was.

"Hello, Vinsmoke Sanji," The officer said, flipping through a flip book he had in front of him, Sanji began to get worried sweat dripped down his face in response to the police officers being around him. He isn't the cleanest man alive, but never has gotten caught.

"Hello."

"Now before we start, I just want to let you know of your rights. You have the right to remain silent; anything you say can be used against you in court. If you would like a lawyer present that is your right. If you do not have one, one will be appointed to you. Do you understand and wish to continue?" Sanji nodded. "I need a verbal answer."

"Yes, and I'll talk to y'all."

"OK, good. We hear that you've been severely shot by multiple gun wounds, would you have known who these people were? Any description... detail, anything really," the officer looked Sanji down, meanwhile Sanji was looking around trying to think, as well as trying not to look suspicious.

"No, it was late at night and pitch black outside!" Sanji took a deep breath and began to calm down, "I couldn't see a thing, not at all."

"I see.."