hiding

Well mother trucker

Marines were everywhere. It was almost as if they had come out of nowhere. Everyone had been awoken to a light rumbling throughout the ship. A Navy ship had crashed into the side of the Moby early in the morning. It was so early that the sun was just appearing on the horizon, darkness still covering most of everything. Marco and Vista had been the first to rush from their rooms and sound the alarm. Marines climbed up the sides of the Moby with ropes, since the Moby was several times bigger than the Navy ship, the Marines struggled slightly.

Everyone was on deck now, sleep long left their bodies. Alexia felt completely overwhelmed, her mind wanting to freeze on her. She forced herself to continue to move, reminding herself over and over that freezing could get a brother killed. The Marine in front of her lowered his sword upon her at a fast rate, she raised her knife, grasping it with both hands; attempting to block it. The force sent pain flashing through her wrists, as she gritted her teeth.

She jumped as he withdrew the sword, sweeping it where her feet just were. She kicked his hands, causing him to drop his sword. He grasped the front of her shirt with one hand, punching her in the face repeatedly. Alexia rammed her head forward into his, causing him to cry out in anger. She kicked his most sensitive area, dropping to the ground and rolling between his legs as he let go of her in pain. She drove her knife into the back of his neck, causing him to drop to the ground, not moving.

Alexia struggled to remove the knife from his neck as another Marine came barreling at her. He knocked her to the ground, the force allowing her to take the knife out in the process. She scrambled to get up as he brought a boot down on her shoulder blade with extreme force. As he lifted his foot to strike again, she surprised him; rolling towards him. She grabbed his leg with one hand, slicing the back of his right knee with her knife. He cried out in pain, falling to the ground while grasping it. His revolver had clattered to the ground next to her. Alexia pointed it towards him and pulled the trigger multiple times, until the chamber was empty.

Alexia looked across the deck, noticing a Marine about to strike Izo from behind. She held her knife by the end of the blade before taking a breath, throwing it towards them. She released the breath as to her relief, the blade lodge in the Marine's temple, knocking him down. Izo pointed a flintlock towards her, sending a bullet into skull of the Marine about to attack her from behind as well. They both nodded towards each other in a silent thanks.

Alexia went to make a dash to retrieve her weapon when her feet were knocked out from under her; ringing in her ears as her head collided roughly with the deck. She screamed in pain as a boot came down on her wrist, the sound of snapping bones loud in her ear. She heard a laugh and rolled over; eyes wide as a gun shot rang out. She felt warmth coming from her lower abdomen, as she became aware that she was struck by the bullet from the Marine above her.

The Marine was very obese and greasy. Alexia wondered for a second, just how he managed to make it up the ropes. He bent down over her, a hand going for her throat as he laughed darkly. She brought her knees to her chest, shoving her feet into his abdomen with as much force as she could, sending him tumbling to the ground. Pain rippled through her stomach at the movement as she silently cursed. She was straddling him now, well trying to as well as she could with his obese body; trying to wrestle the gun from his hands. The gun easily pried free from his fingers due to all of the grease on her body. She brought the butt of the gun down many times on his head until he stopped moving.

The sounds of battle was beginning to die down as her eyes focused on the Seventh Division Commander Rakuyo's dark blonde dreadlocks in front of her, causing her eyes to widen in concern. He was struggling against a lieutenant. Rakuyo was usually one to never struggle in battle. She noticed; his normal weapon was nowhere near him. He was fighting purely hand to hand, that is with the Marine's so-called hand being a knife. He had several cuts to his face and one to his shoulder. Blood was staining the front of his light-yellow coat.

Alexia found herself moving in an attempt to reach Rakuyo, ignoring the pain radiating from her stomach. The Marine brought the knife up, in motion to bring it down on Rakuyo's heart. Rakuyo and Alexia both knew he would not be able to block the attack in time. Rakuyo closed his eyes, waiting for the blow that never came. He opened his eyes and found Alexia had blocked the attack with her body, the Marine's knife lodged in the top of her left shoulder. The Marine growled in anger, withdrawing the knife and using it to strike her in the face, leaving a slight cut under her left eye.

"Alexia!" Rakuyo yelled in shock, drawing the attention of Marco.

Alexia felt herself headed for the floor of the deck, finding herself being held up by a pair of arms. She didn't look at who it was, figuring it was Rakuyo, as she attempted to lunge forward at the Marine. Alexia coughed slightly at a choking sensation as she was held back by the collar of her shirt. The Marine in front of her suddenly down on the ground with blood pooling around him, Vista pulling his sword out of the Marine's back.

"Lexi you damn idiot." She heard Marco grumble at her, realizing he was the one who had stopped her from falling.

Alexia laughed slightly attempting to free herself from his hold as he wrapped an arm around her waist.

"What the hell are you doing Alexia you need to stop moving." Marco chastened.

"We can't stop yet..." Alexia began.

"Lexi yoi, we got them all, it's over." Alexia stopped struggling at Marco's words, looking around the deck to see he was indeed correct. The deck now covered in Marine corpses, their vessel was retreating back to the seas, "So stop moving you fucking injured idiot."

"That... that wasn't that bad..." Alexia laughed, struggling to breathe. She was vaguely aware she could no longer feel any pain in her body.

"Wait where are you hurt yoi?" Marco asked, very aware of the wet warmth now soaking the sleeve of his jacket on the arm he had securely around her waist.

"Oh you know... here, there, everywhere." Alexia played it off, attempting again to stand on her own, "I'll be fine."

"Damn it get the Doc now!" Marco ordered someone harshly behind them, as he forced her to lay edown on her back. Marco removed his jacket, using it to apply pressure to the wound on her lower abdomen; his face filled with concern.

"Marco don't worry, it's nothing, I'll be fine." Alexia felt light-headed, no feeling in her body due to blood loss. She thought she felt great actually.

"Are you crazy? Lexi your bleeding out!" Marco exclaimed as Doc, Izo, Thatch, Haruta and Vista surrounded them.

"Huh, that's funny." Alexia giggled weakly, "I think this is the best I've ever felt in a while to be honest, so much better than after your damn combat training."

"Alexia you don't feel anything?" Doc knelt down, taking her vitals, his face becoming quickly concerned as well.

"Huh, I guess I can't." Alexia shrugged, "Damn it, Doc you crushed my hopes of magically developing magical powers to have healed instantly."

"I need the head nurse now! Tell her we need all of the equipment, have the other nurses help her!" Doc barked orders at the men.

"What's going on? What are you going to do?" Marco asked seriously.

"She needs surgery now. She has internal bleeding somewhere; hell, probably everywhere. Depending on what the bullet hit in her abdomen, something more than likely ruptured."

"And your doing it here on deck?" Marco's voice darkened, realizing how serious it was.

"It's to dangerous to move her, we won't make it on time if we try." Everyone looked at Alexia with worry. Whitebeard's loud footsteps were heard approaching.

"What do you need from us?" His voice boomed.

"Space, keeping the boat as absolutely still as possible. Any sudden or rough movements could cause more rupturing. I need room to work."

"Well shit, this day sucks." Alexia said calmly, everyone sweat dropping, forgetting she was still conscious.

"Lexi, you'll be okay yoi." Marco brushed her hair out of her eyes, his eyes filled with worry.

"Did I ever tell you that you really suck at lying? Please don't try and make a career out of it, you'll fail miserably." Alexia whispered the last part, closing her eyes as she finally lost consciousness.