Dragon's claw (Shanks X Reader)

16- saving grace

Your former crew mates  have decided to do what's best for not only their captain but one of their own as well, who happened to be you.

The men walked off the boat, the weaker divisions stated on the boat, just in case. Benn lead the operation, shanks could never be too mad at Benn, so they thought it best if he lead the 'operation'. They made their way... if not just wandering around aimlessly, they had made their way to the Sabaody archipelago. Shanks in the ship asleep with the lower level pirates there to keep him busy, until the teams return. 

following their 'sources' they hoped to find where they had been keeping you, without any trouble or causing a scene... but knowing them... there would be more than a scene. However, they had complete confidence in themselves, unsurprisingly enough that their always cocky attitudes were recognizable from a mile away, which set off panic in the heart of the young world noble standing in the street, looking to spot a familiar piece of red hair, coming to not find it she was filled with relief. She watched as the morons wandered aimlessly by, after she was sure they were far enough gone down the road, she sprinted back to the slave house her and her brother had you locked up. little did she know not all of the 'idiots' were idiots, and not all of them aimlessly ran past her.

She ran inside, calling for her brother her own voice echoing back off the hallow walls, a deep rumble of an echo made its way from down the long twisting hallway. "WHAT?!" he called as she continued to run, but nobles weren't made to be active, she crumbled to the floor with a soft whimper. "B-Brother..." she trailed as she locked eyes with a lifeless, emotionless smile, that smile belonged to you, the slave. The vixen. The dog. The Mutt. 

"Do you need help, miss?" you inquired in a monotone voice, holding out a hand which she took and got up as you were yanked back to the ground by the chain around your neck, your fox ears and tail were showing, the chain wasn't a sea prism stone, no. you had no desire to rebel anymore, your mind didn't belong to you anymore.

"You filthy mutt!" He screamed, a quick lash hit your back as you winced but then fixed your composer as many more were to come if you didn't. The sister of the dragon walked over to her brother, still out if breath and shaky from running. She whispered something inaudible to him leaving your master with not only an upset frown which he seemed to almost always carry but an angered face with a glare and a sneer, he stood up with a low growl, "what??"

"Really? Those pirate trash punks are going to try to pose a threat?" Then an evil grin spread across his face, from one ear to the other held his evil plan. A witch like laugh came from the back of his throat as he cackled he sat back down, "little do they know... little do they know." He repeated chuckling to himself. Although a savior had followed the woman and had lurked in the shadows with an angry aura, he sat back and listened to their exchanging of words, threats and insults only for his aura to grow and strengthen against the two world nobles. The man took you by the 'leash' and threw you in your chamber, "Be a good little vixen~ and go to sleep~" he purred sweetly in your ear.

you obediently laid down on the cold, hard, concrete floor and went  full fox and curled up into a little ball and drifted off. You had became acquainted with your new way of life, it wasn't pleasurable at all, your life wouldn't be envied but as you had no control anymore, all of that didn't matter anymore. A part of you wanted to be free once more, but that part was sealed off and gagged to be silent, to avoid any trouble.

The man observing your captures however, did not care if he were to 'upset' your masters, he didn't care if he were to die trying. However he knew he wouldn't, he had a fiery passion as red as his hair. "I can't believe. The bastard pirates are trying to revolt against us?" the trollish man laughed to him self.