Willow and The Whitebeard pirates (One Piece)

Revived

To everyone on the ship, it had seemed as though, they had lost a part of the crew that couldn't be replaced. I was different, I had been badly broken when I was pulled on board the ship, but within the first two weeks that I'd been on the ship, I'd improved a lot.

Whitebeard sat down in his chair, staying quiet. There had been too much death on his ship in one night, and he wondered how it had come to this. He closed his eyes, a pain was slowly starting to form in his chest. The rest of the crew just looked on with shocked and saddened faces, no one saying anything.

What everyone failed to notice however, was that my wounds were healing. I wasn't yet breathing, as my body was trying to make sure that it wasn't too badly damaged, but I wasn't dead. I had been killed twice tonight, but at least I wasn't going to be leaving the ship or this crew any time soon.

After what seemed like an eternity, I finally started to come to. I felt Ace's tears on my face, though when my hearing came back, I could hear a few people crying. I was a bit confused, but I had yet to open my eyes. Slowly, I opened them. When I did, I was greeted with Ace, who didn't have a happy face as I'd seen so many times before.

"Willow ..." Ace said quietly, his voice seeming to break and catch in his throat. He couldn't see through his hand that my eyes were open. I was a little confused as to what was going on. I slowly turned my head, only to see the flames that were burning Teach's body. There was a smell that I never wanted to smell again, the smell of burning flesh. I quickly looked away, but not before the image was stuck in my mind.

When I looked back at Ace, I believe that I understood what had happened, and I also realized that I forgot to tell everyone on the ship that I couldn't die, but that was only because I'd made a habit of letting anyone know about that, because I was afraid of the masters I had keeping me around.

I started to move, trying to get out of Ace's arms so that I could sit up and face him. Of course his grip got tighter around me, thinking that someone was trying to remove me from his arms. The rest of the crew had now started to notice what was going on, and they just stared, not sure what to make of it. Marco looked up, and when he saw me moving, he tapped Whitebeard's chair, causing him to open his eyes. When he saw what was going on, the pain in his chest left, as he was now confused, just as everyone else was.

I continued to try to move out of Ace's grip, but it was becoming a bit difficult. If I didn't get out of his grip soon, it almost felt like he was going to crush me. I made a quiet noise, before I tried sitting up some, Ace losing his grip on me slightly. "No! Don't take-" Ace started to say, before he looked up, tears still in his eyes, sadness and confusion replacing the fire that was in his eyes, once he saw me. "W-Willow?" Ace asked, not believing what he was seeing. I nod, smiling a little, though I could also feel tears starting to form in my eyes.

Without any warning, I leaned forward, wrapping Ace in a tight hug, my face resting against his chest. "I'm sorry." I said quietly. "I didn't ... I tried ..." I just stopped talking as the tears began to fall.

Ace slowly wrapped his arms around me, a shocked look on his face, as he wasn't sure what to do. After a few minutes, he gently put his hands on my shoulders, and pushed me back. I wiped my eyes, and looked at him, sniffling some. "How? How are you alive?"

I slowly shrugged. "I don't know ..." I pause. "I just ... can't die ..." My voice wavered some as I felt more tears starting to come up. I felt upset by the fact that I hadn't stopped someone from dying, I had killed someone else, and I had stupidly gotten myself killed. "I don't know how ... I just can't ..."

Ace gave me a slightly confused look, as did everyone else. This was news to everyone else, but it was also strange, since it couldn't have been a devil fruit that brought me back, because I'd never even heard of a devil fruit before, as well as the fact that I couldn't have already eaten one, because I would have died horribly if I ate the one that was on the ship.

"How do you know you can't die?" Ace asked, looking at me. His tears had stopped, but he wasn't smiling either.

I made a noise, though I didn't look away from him, not wanting to see the others faces at the moment. My voice got caught in my throat, as I tried to speak again. It was difficult with what I was trying to say, as I hoped to never have to say it. My ears went back, and my voice finally decided to come out.

"My ..." I paused, letting out a breath. "My ... masters ..." I put my hands down at my side, my hands shaking some. "They ... that's ... why I knew ..." My voice cracked as I tried to explain it. "Because it ..." I couldn't find the right words. "That's why I was so afraid when I first got on this ship ... I was afraid ... because of all the stories I'd heard ... and ..." My breathing hitched in my throat. "I didn't know ... but I was afraid ... that if ... everyone on this ship knew ... that I ..." I looked down, my ears going back a bit, tears hitting the deck. "But ... I just ..." I shook my head, not knowing what to say. I tried to wipe my tears away. "That's why I was the way I was ... because I'd never met anyone like all of you ... I'd never been shown kindness until I got on this ship ..." I went quiet, and looked up, watching everyone's face, not sure how others were going to react.

Whitebeard and Ace now realized why I acted the way that I had, as it made sense. Even though it was a dark reality that I had lived for so long, They and everyone on the ship was glad to have me on board. I was strong, and everyone enjoyed being around me. No one would have had it any other way of me coming on board the ship.

Ace looked at me, smiling some. "Why didn't you tell us once you got comfortable being around us?"

I laughed a little bit. "I guess ... it never crossed my mind."

The atmosphere on the ship changed, and was a little more comfortable than it had been, even though an air of tenseness was still around everyone.

Ace pulled me into a hug, and I hugged him back. "You idiot! Don't ever do that again! I thought I'd lost my little sister."

I laughed. "Alright ... I won't ..." I paused, smiling, feeling a little better, but not by much. "Don't you die on me." I say, hearing him laugh quietly.