Willow and The Whitebeard pirates (One Piece)

The Whitebeard Pirates pt. 1

I don't know how, but I had successfully escaped from my last master. I'd gone through so many of them in the past ... however many years. I wasn't sure how much time had passed, not with how I'd been treated. I was a thing, a beast, an animal to people, and that's all I thought that I'd ever stay. I wasn't too old, though I wasn't sure how old, and I looked more like a child, though I was never a child.

When I had escaped, it was dark, and of course I can see in the dark, though I was panicking, so I wasn't paying any attention to where I was going. I fell off the cliff that I had been trying to avoid, and into the ocean, hitting a few sharp rocks on the way. The salt water stung, but that's all it did, as I'd been through worse. I panicked only slightly when I got to the surface, but once I stabled myself, I started swimming. I didn't know where I was going to go, or who I was going to meet on the sea, but I'd get somewhere ... even if that somewhere wasn't a nice place.

For days I had swam out far into the ocean, and I knew that I had made a slight mistake, as I'd not grabbed anything to help me stay afloat. I was starting to slow and tire, when luck seemed to be on my side for once. In the distance, I saw something floating on top of the water. I wanted to swim towards it quickly, but I kept myself slow. I finally got to the shattered and splintered pieces of wood, and I latched onto the biggest piece. Digging my claws into the wood, I laid my head down, and just rested for a little while, drifting off into a light sleep, moving with the water as it decided to carry me where it wanted me to go.

My light sleeping was always interrupted with the bumps and jars from the waves, and other noises that I could hear, though I wasn't panicking, not yet at least. The only thing that I was wishing for right now, was for some solid ground to be under my feet, and possibly getting something to eat. One of my masters taught me that I could go without food for a while, though almost every master I had taught me a new lesson ... and even so, they seemed to have helped make me a bit stronger, not in a good way.

As I continued to drift in and out of light sleep, visions and short dreams came to me, all of them memories from the many masters and things that happened to me. I never knew if I would ever be safe, not that I'd ever been. Everyone was the same in my eyes until they proved that thought wrong, but it would take a lot for me to be able to trust someone, and even then, I don't know how well that I'd be able to trust them.

It had been a few more days I'd just been floating around, and at this point, anyone else would have been hallucinating, but for me, I was just seeming to sleep a bit deeper, the sun being high in the sky wasn't helping. What the sun and sleep made me miss was the large ship heading my way. They weren't going to hit me, but they were going to come up alongside me.

The large ship that was made to look like a whale was heading my way, the crew on board moving around, though not as much as it seemed that they should. The captain of the ship was sitting in his seat, while his right hand man was sitting on the deck near him, others walking around. As some of the crew walked around, the ship getting ever closer to me, a few people spot me, and go get a net. They lowered the net into the water, and as they got closer to me, the net snags on the wood, and they make quick work to pull me up to get me onboard. When they do, they see me barely breathing, and wonder what the captain will think of me. They pry my claws out of the wood, and grab my wrists, carrying me towards the captain.

At this point, I was starting to wake up slightly, though everything was blurry, all the sounds and voices muffled. Everything was slowly but surely coming into focus, but I was still confused. I wasn't sure if it was a dream, or if it was something else. In a way, I hoped that it wasn't a dream, and yet I really wanted it to be a dream.