The Secret of Me

The Girl of both Heaven and Hell

I see a light.
Flickering.
A beautiful golden light.

A girl looks at me, she looks disgusted, angry and sad all at the same time.
Her hair was as golden as the sun, her eyes the color of blood.
She looked both deadly and innocent.
Like life with a twinge of death and depression mixed in.
She was love with a hint of hatred.
She was a goddess who's fallen in love with a mortal.
She slams her palm forward and I go flying backwards.

"Failure." She hissed.

Then I lost my consciousness, and when I woke up from the black, I was lying in a pool of my own blood, in the middle of the still hot ashes.

I couldn't move, the pain was too much.
My leg was twisted in a wrong angle, my head pounded with pain, a burning flame raging through my body.
I cough violently, turning to my side, blood splattering from my mouth, I wipe it away with my hand.
I see, lying a few feet away, my staff.

Maybe, if I got it, I could pull myself up.

I try to push myself up into a sitting position, but my head pounded, raging, threatening to push me into the blackness again, I go back to my laying position, and in a low craw, I drag myself to the staff.
I wrap my fingers around the slightly charred wood, the ribbon half way burned.
I stick it firmly in the ash and slowly, pull myself up.

The pain was nauseating.

But I must fight threw.
I've got to find them...
I'll be dead for sure if I don't.
I breath heavily, waiting for my head to clear, when it does I attempt a step.
I fell to my knees, fresh trails of blood moving down my skin.
I close my eyes, mentally supporting myself.

For the boys.

I stand, gritting my teeth and step forward, not having the time to hesitate as I take another step, and another, and another. I knew if I fell again I'd not getup. I'd die in a pool of blood and ash.

I make it to the wall, I know that Sabo was behind it.

I begin the steep climb.

No one noticed my odd petite figure, inching my way up to the entrance.

I wonder, how many days have passed? How long have I been in my own reality?

And that girl... she was so strange.

Yet familiar.

I make it, I was in Goa Kingdom, and perhaps luck had chosen to be on my side for once... Sticking to the wall I creep along, when I catch sight of a blond head and blue hat.

I then see Sabo.

At that moment, a bullet hole hit the wall behind me.

I run.

To the best of my ability.

But I twist and turn, moving at all times, "Get her!" They yell more bullets being shot at me.

"DON'T HURT HER!!" Yells Sabo, struggling under a masked man's grasp, they all stop.

"Take her with him."

Then my arms were pinned behind me, and I was taken away with Sabo.

Minutes later I'm thrown on the ground, next to Sabo.

I stained the expensive carpet a blackish red.

His father curled a lip at me.

"Her." He grumbled, then his lips curled into an evil smile.

"So, you brought a guest home, Sabo? I must be hospitable" He waved to a guard and I was picked up once again and dragged away.

Something was up.

"I can walk." I say in a growl, something odd for my voice to possess.

This was going to end up harming Sabo, I knew it. And I needed to get back to Luffy and Ace, to make sure they are okay, I need to protect them.

I was now walking by myself, a strong grip on my arm kept me balanced, even though it wasn't supposed to help me,

I passed an ugly boy, who sneered at me, I spit at him.

Something that was very unlike me, but at the moment, I couldn't care at the least.

He looked at me disgusted, then slapped me.

Hard.

I growl again, "Bastard." I mutter, again, cursing is a thing I rarely did. "Who made you so special?"

"My father's a noble."

"And? It's just a label. A meaningless word. You're no more special than me or any other kid on the street." I spit venomously, the guard personnel, stopping watching the, so far, verbal fight that was starting.

"How dare you! I could have my father kill you!"

"That so?" I hiss, tugging at the guard's grip on my slender arm, causing it to tighten more so, in my mind I imagined how I'd destroy the little brat.

"Yes!" He said snottily and I smirked, a disgusted look on my face.

"Then so be it." I reply icily.

I then jumped just as my brother had taught me, and slammed my foot into his face.

His siren like wails ripped out.

Pain surged through me, blood gushing from my cuts as my face went pale and then I smile, "Go to hell."

I black out.

I scream in silence, my soot covered and flame stained throat not being able to emit a word.

I cough, blood mixing with the soot.

I couldn't regain to my feet.

My clothes were in tatters, charred and torn, blood leaking from my torn flesh and my eyes emit tears.

But not from the pain.

From the hatred I have for myself.

She looks down at me, "Disgusting. A waste." She stand in front of me, while I lay in a pool of crimson red.

Blood that was most likely my own.

"Shut..." I whisper, but she either doesn't hear me, or ignores me as she continues.

"Such a disgrace. Not a trace of memory... and she stupid and weaker than a small babe."

"Shut... up..." I stutter, same response

"Lowly girl. You act like a human. Disgusting species. Naïve. Ignorant. And that red headed boy. You gave him everything, and what does he do?" She had laughter in her tone.

"SHUT UP!" I yell and she looks down at me, silently.

"I see."

She slams her palm forward.

I disappear into gold light.