(This is my first time doing something like this so I wanna apologize for any grammar and spelling mistakes, I'll try to make this as enjoyable as possible and I'm sorry if I make the characters a bit out of character)
(I DO NOT OWN ONE PIECE OR ANY OF THE CHARACTERS IN THIS FANFICTION (obviously), ALL RIGHTS RESERVED TO THE CREATORS)
(This story might also contain: WRONG VOCABULARY, VIOLENCE, CURSING)
(not to mention it also contains SPOILERS from ONE PIECE, READ AT YOUR OWN RISK)
(That's all I have to say and I hope you enjoy the story!)
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"I need to keep going... Come on... Just a little longer, there's an island right there... You can do it (y/n)..." You thought to yourself as your sore arms ached from rowing the small boat you were on if you could even call it that, it looked like pieces of wood tied together by made by a four-year-old, with it being patched everywhere, barely keeping it from sinking.
After seeing the island you tried rowing even faster, ignoring the immense pain from the fatigue accumulated, you hadn't slept in at least 3 days, and close to your feet was an empty bag with the tiniest crumbs of bread falling off of it, you looked at it sadly as your stomach growled. Still, there was nothing you could do, you didn't have anything with you apart from the rags you could barely call clothes, which didn't even warm you up anymore, and let's not even mention your hair, which used to sparkle beautifully as the sun would shine at it's dazzling ruby red color. Still, it now looked like more of a bird's nest than actual hair...
And with all of that in mind, you somehow kept rowing the tiny boat towards the island with the little strength you had left in you, sadly you couldn't swim, not because you didn't learn to, but because of your devil fruit powers, so you needed to row ALL the way to the shore of the island.
"I'm almost there... Almost there!" You tried to motivate yourself to keep going as the pain in your arms was becoming each time more unbearable, and after a while of motivational speeches, you finally reached the island, falling head first into the soft sand as you were more tired than words can express, the fatigue you had built up came crashing on you all at once as you laid there, not being able to move, and slowly falling asleep to the sound of the waves crashing next to you.
When you woke up the sun was surprisingly still up, but you could barely see it as it got cloudy, looking like it would rain soon, you went into the forest behind the beach to look for shelter as you dragged your legs, entering the forest more and more with each step you took, you started wondering it this island was inhabited, but that's when you heard something, you couldn't exactly tell what it was but you became curious and decided to follow the sound, and as you got close to it, you hid behind a bush, peeking to see what it was.
It was a young boy with light green hair and black eyes, he was wearing a black outfit with two swords stamped on it, he was training hard as he hit the pole with his two bamboo swords, he was swinging at it like crazy, growling and grunting as he did, and he had this mad expression on him which made you scared, and as you were backing away from him, you stepped on a twig, revealing your presence to him "He's going to kill me! I need to run!" You thought to yourself as your soul left your body, you tried running away but you couldn't, you could barely walk from the little energy you had regained from taking the little nap at the beach, so instead of running, you just hid nearby, praying he wouldn't find you.
"Who is there?" The little boy asked, still looking angry as he put his bamboo swords down and went to check out what made the noise.
You help your breath, scared he might even hear you breathing as you curled up into a ball hiding in a bush, you didn't move a muscle and you were quieter than a mouse. "Please just go away, please, please, please, please, please...".
He was getting each step closer to finding you and you couldn't hold your breath anymore, you tried holding it in though, but you knew he wasn't going away that quick so you could breathe in peace again, but you hoped he would, you were too scared. As the boy got even closer you just couldn't hold in in anymore... "AHHH....!" you gasped for air, revealing where you were once again, you gave up on hiding and just prepared yourself for what might happen next...
The boy hearing the gasp grabbed his bamboo sword again, in combat position, prepared for what might come out of the bush in front of him. As he slowly moved the leaves to the side, he touched something and immediately got defensive as you yelped after he touched your sore arm.
"I know you're in the bush, come out whoever you are!" The boy exclaimed getting in position to attack whatever might come out of the bush
'I'm already dead so I might as well just show myself...' You said to yourself before coming out of the bush you were just in.
"A girl?!?!" The boy shouted in surprise.
"AHHHH!!! DON'T HURT ME, PLEASE!!" You said on the verge of crying out of fear.
The boy immediately put the bamboo swords down, not having an angry face anymore, but a look of curiosity and surprise instead as he looked at you, he wanted to ask so many questions... "How did you get here? Where did you come from? What happened to you... But most importantly...
"Who are you?" The green-haired boy asked.
You were still cowering in fear he might hurt you, and even though he put his bamboo swords down, you still feared him, you saw him destroying the pole which he was hitting with his swords, and to be able to destroy a pole like that you immediately knew he was strong.
"I-I'm sorry... please don't hurt me..." You tried moving away but your legs gave in as you slowly dragged your body away from the boy.
"I'm not going to hurt you, but who are you? He answered.
"Y-you aren't?"
"Just tell me who you are!"
You flinched as he screamed at you, still scared even though he said he would hurt you.
"I-I'm (y/n)... (y/n) (l/n)..." You said trembling in fear.
The boy noticed you were still really scared, so he bent down to your level (because you were sitting down, not being able to get up), and reassured you he wasn't going to hurt you.
"Well... (y/n)... My name is Zoro, Roronoa Zoro"
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This is a story that was moved from my other account to this one because some people that weren't supposed to know this found out I wrote this story, so if you were one of the few people that read this in my other account just have that in mind, and also I am making this account my main because of said problem.
Sometimes some people suck...
A lot...
Oh well, gotta deal with it.
Enough with my problems and I hope you guys are liking the story!
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𝓣𝓱𝓮 𝓣𝓱𝓸𝓻𝓷 𝓸𝓯 𝓪 𝓡𝓸𝓼𝓮 (Zoro x Reader)
Фанфик(Y/n), a girl with a yet-to-be-known past, manages to run away from some bad people, finding herself on a strange island, where she meets a friend that she'll treasure forever... Our famous Mosshead. Years later she finds herself going on an advent...
