This is only a rip-off from my own work in fanfiction.
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Helena The actress from the Grand Line whose fame, richness and beauty had spread unto the entire world, now torn to nothing but a whore and a concubine to serve for the pleasures of the pirates of Rizon. But when she meets a green haired swordsman from the strawhats she goes into a journey of friendship, terror, wonder and love.Special guest Helena from DOA.
Cast: Rizon Cruel Pirate Captain
Bugrom Cruel Pirate Captain
Helena Special guest from DOA/Slave woman who was once an actress
Note: There are some lines in my thread that would be unsuitable for very young readers so I give this thread a rated PG.
Prologue: The leather strap tied unto her neck from a collar began to tighten as she crawled her way towards the door. Her long golden hair that was well combed from the beauticians Rizon had paid for remained straight and beautiful, except for the many tangles coming out from its sides. Her white wavy dress made of silk that ran from the middle portions of her breasts unto her knees had become tattered and dirty because of the battering she had received. Tears rolling down unto her neck, not from sorrow, but from a great deal of fright as she panicked from the maltreatments she had received.
Three men stood, surrounding her as she lay on the floor with her side. She was whimpering as she brooded, cuddling her own body in her arms for she could find no comfort from anything or anyone in the area. She’s had enough of the persecution she had received from the people in the room. She did not want no more. Her energy and her strength were gone several hours ago. But the men still continued. They would never stop their pleasures. For Rizon had said it was still okay.
“Please I can’t take it anymore, master Rizon I’m tired, let me rest!” Helena pleaded. She was crying as she said those words in desperation. The tears that covered her face were nothing compared to her conducive sweating. It was as if she had taken a bath with her dress on from the sight of her being on pins and needles (it’s a slang for sweaty).
“You are such a good actress Helena. That is why I have chosen you to entertain these three special guests that I have today. You should honor yourself. These are all captains you’re playing with.” Rizon’s words came through Helena’s ears like a nightmare, his hands still holding unto the leather strap that was connected to a collar onto her neck.
“No please master Rizon! I’m not acting right now, I’m…I’m serious. I…I have always been serious. It’s been at least six hours. I cannot take it anymore I’m tired. Let me rest please.” Helena pleaded again, her hands were now grabbing onto Rizon’s boots as the pirate sat on his chair, the three men still surrounding her.
One of the three men that surrounded her started to speak “Yeah, She’s so hot looking like that. It makes me want to have her more.”
“Then feel free to do anything you want Bugrom” Rizon added.
“She’s really hot Rizon. As long as you keep these things up, you can count me on as your allies in piracy.” the man from before replied, a huge grin coming out of his face.
Part 1 (In the Bar)
Zoro sat on the smooth wooden benches of Changi Bar; the finest bar in Dipolog Island. His right hand held a cup of what was said to be the finest rum in the GrandLine. It was his first order of the drink and he had to be careful not to get himself drunk from this rum. What if the effects of the rum was too strong, and by drinking it with a sudden gulp from his voracious taste for alcohol would get him groggy and defenseless from any assassins nearby? He should be careful not to let his gluttony get the best of him.
He was after all a well-disciplined swordsman, who had battled among many vicious enemies. He had mastered his three-sword style technique from years of training when he was still a little kid. He had built his body up all these times to become the best swordsman in the world, strong and powerful. And he was one of the persons who had battled one on one against the great Mihawk and lived.
But still Zoro’s confidence was too great. He had always considered himself to be very lucky. So many times had he came into the brink of death, so many times had he cheated the reapers scythe from grabbing his soul. And so many times had his luck rescued him from the dangers and disasters that plunged to his life. One alcohol was nothing compared to the monstrous enemies he had defeated with his strength. And another fact that he was confident was also because he was quite of a heavy drinker. He might be very well disciplined and all that, but he also had time for rest and leisure. And drinking was one of his favorite past times.
And so with great confidence and assurance that he would beat the alcohols effects, he quickly closed his eyes and gulped the mug. Holding it high in the air as he continued to swallow every remaining liquid of the alcohol Zoro remembered why he had went inside Changi Bar.
“Yay! What a beautiful island Dipolog is! ” Luffy cried happily into the air as the rest of his crew from the Going Merry went down the gangplank. Nami and Robin were talking to each other as they walked behind Luffy.
“I want to go look for a store where I can buy some great clothes in this island. This island looks more of a city because of the huge buildings it has.” Nami spoke to Robin. They were the only two females in the ship, and Robin, a twenty eight year old woman who had black hair whose bangs were shaved perfectly into her forehead was the only person Nami could talk to regarding her interests. Robin was after all, just like Nami, a female.
“According to the map, it says that the Island of Dipolog is famous for their women.” Robin spoke teasingly, a smile coming from her beautiful and youthful face as she tried to twist her mouth a little bit to the behind to let Sanji hear her words.
‘Really?” Sanji, who was behind the two women came out, his tone full of joy and energy, similar to his eyes that were turning into hearts.
“Don’t even think about going into them Sanji.” Nami spoke. Her tone was a little bossy and childish.
“Oh, I’m sure that they’re really beautiful! But they are nothing compared to you Nami swan!” Sanji replied while clutching his fingers together in his neck.
“That’s good!” Nami pronounced.
“Anyway, I won’t have time for them since I will be accompanying Robin swan and Nami swan in the store.” Sanji cooed as he spoke.
“Whatever.” Nami stated, her eyeballs rolling into the skies.
Robin gave a smile and looked at Usopp who was still at the ship. “Won’t you come with us Mr. Long Nose? It’s such a big city, and you’ll miss many things if you don’t go and have a look. ” Robin yelled gently.
Usopp was putting a lot of things in his wooden box. Some of them were the tools that he would always use in repairing the Going Merry. The tinkles and clatters of metals thrown into the wooden surface of the box sounded heavily for the two women. But Nami and Robin did not mind it. Usopp was always like this, especially when he was inventing things. His workshop would be private always so that he would not disturb the crew while he does his work.
“Er It’s okay you all go right ahead without me, I’ll need to find a few things in the Going Merry that I’ll to put into a repair shop.” Usopp glanced below the beams of the ship as he eyed onto Luffy, Sanji and the two women.
Robin gave him another heartwarming smile and he knew what it meant. He then stopped his leaning onto the beam and continued searching for the scraps of metal lying on the floor.
“Er, Nami swan, can I at least take a look at the girls in this island.” Sanji came out again with a pleading voice.
“No. and that’s final. You should learn to control your eyes for women Sanji.”
Sanji abandoned his hopes. He bent his head down and looked into the ground, his arms waving lifelessly, pointing to the earth.
“Anyway, there’s been a bad rumor about this island’s girls that all of them are getting money through prostitution.” Robin gave Sanji a calm gesture.
“Whoooaa! Prostitution, what’s that?” Chopper asked Robin, his eyes filled with curiosity and wonder.
Chopper sized that of a small furry reindeer that was able to walk like a man. He was walking beside Robin all that time as he listened to Luffy’s humming of “Adventure again we shall go! Adventure in the land ho!”. It was his first time in encountering the word prostitution. And creatures like Chopper get easily curious about things that were new.
“It’s something that you should not know or see Chopper.” Nami said, she was leaning in her knees to talk to Chopper gently.
“Why? Does it look bad?”
“Er no.. Er yes it looks bad! Chopper, anyway you should not go to that place okay! It’s bad for you.” Nami said again.
“Okay.” Chopper said with a big confident smile.
Nami and Robin were relieved to hear that Chopper had abandoned his hopes in getting to know what prostitution was. Chopper for a talking reindeer was an innocent introvert, who knew very little knowledge in this world, save from the fact that he is an elite doctor who is expert in all fields of medicine and nursing.
And Nami and Robin had always treated the little thing like a child. In the crew the two women served as Choppers mothers, protecting him from the stupidity and clumsiness the rest of the crew would taught him. Anyway, they were very very glad (OMG I’m saying it again) that Chopper was not that serious in getting to see what prostitutes look like. The two women gave a breath of relief after knowing that their poor Chopper’s values would not be affected because of him knowing about prostitution. But little did the two ladies know that Luffy; their captain was listening.
Luffy was also ignorant about what prostitution was. He gave a big grin away from Nami and Robin’s sight. He had a plan already. He would grab Chopper while Nami and Robin are not looking. And they would then go to the place where prostitutes work, and they would soon find out what prostitution really is. A wicked and childish expression showed in his face as he rubbed his palms together in preparation for his plan in outsmarting Nami and Robin, and getting Chopper to a prostitute workhouse.
“Hey Zoro aren’t you coming with us!” Luffy yelled to the green haired man who wore a white camisa de chino with a waistband sleeping in the mast.
“No thanks! I’ll pass. I think I’ll take a nap in here. Whom are you going to with anyway?” Zoro yelled to Luffy. He was very far from him since Luffy had gone past the gangplank and had set foot on the docks already.
“With Chopper! We’re going to the place where prostitutes….Ooops.!” Luffy got too careless with the words he spoke that he forgot Nami and Robin were able to hear him. “Er no.. I mean me and Chopper are going to see the….the…” Luffy came again. His voice was a little low and unsure this time.
“Oh no you won’t!” Nami said angrily. Her hands were placed on her waists as she eyed Luffy with a cold and bossy stare.
“Comeon Chopper let’s go!” Luffy suddenly grabbed Chopper in the hand and darted off to the huge alleys of the city. He was so fast that Nami and Robin were caught in a surprise. Chopper dangling in the air as Luffy’s elastic arms grabbed onto him, his body floating topsy turvy in the air.
“We have to stop them.” Nami said in disbelief. “Damn that Luffy. Sanji go after him.”
“Aye Nami swan!” Sanji nodded with a serious look then rushed off suddenly towards where Luffy was running.”
“Zoro go after them!” Nami shouted to the ship.
“Why would I do that? It’s not my problem, it’s your problem” Zoro said as he put his hands on the beam shouting down to the gangplank where Nami and Robin were. He was pissed off already that he had been interrupted too many times in his sleep.
“Please Mr. Swordsman.” Robin pleaded, a smile on her face was showing as she asked Zoro a teasing request.
“No! And that’s final.” Zoro added.
“Have you forgotten about your debt Zoro.” Nami said.
“Now don’t mention those things. You know I don’t wanna hear them” Zoro said in a grudging voice. His guts were showing on his foreheads.
“Well if you don’t wanna hear them again, then go get Luffy.” Nami said. Her voice seemed to be more powerful than Zoro’s.
“Grrrr….Okay. I’ll follow them, but don’t blame me if I don’t find them. I’m not that good in finding people, especially in a city this big.” Zoro at last gave up and went down to the gangplank frustrated, swords in his waists, and his black loose long sleeved sweater on.
“Thank you Mr. Swordsman.” Robin gave a friendly smile that Zoro seemed to ignore. “Now the first thing that I suggest for you to find them is Changi Bar, it’s the most famous bar in Dipolog that houses the best prostitutes. It’s likely that Luffy and Chopper will be there.”
“Whattabout you two? Shouldn’t you be looking for Luffy?” Zoro’s eyes were into Robin, it made a frustrated look.
Nami came out all of a sudden with a friendly smile. “Zoro! Shame on you. You should know better that men should do the jobs for the women. And you’re a man so I suggest you hop hop hop now.”
END OF FLASHBACK
Seven hours later, after numerous asking of directions and stuff, and getting lost too (is this wrong grammar?) Zoro at last found Changi Bar. But as he got there Luffy and Chopper were nowhere to be seen. So he just simply got on the benches and ordered his drink; the finest rum in the GrandLine.
“Hey Mr. Bartender, have you seen a kid wearing a strawhat nosing in this place?” Zoro asked the bartender as he finished his drink.
“If you’re referring to the kid who brought a reindeer with him then maybe I have seen them.”
Zoro was surprised. He had found where Luffy and Chopper was. But the only problem was why they weren’t in the place. Maybe Luffy and Chopper saw what prostitutes were like and did not like them. They were after all women. And Zoro could remember his captain’s attitude and feelings towards women as nothing more than just friends. Maybe Chopper likes women same way as an opposite sex feel, but Chopper was still a kid, he would never take women that seriously. Zoro had always caught an eye on Choppers feelings towards Robin as a woman. But that was like a mother and son relationship, and Chopper would never treat Robin as his equal in a love situation, just his friend, or maybe more like his mother who would take care of him always.
“Yes I’m referring to them. Have you seen them?”
“Yes I have seen them. They tried to get inside this place using all kinds of tricks and stuff. But the guards would’ve never let them in. They looked more liked children, and you know that minors aren’t allowed in this place. And that reindeer, what the…it was talking. Can you believe that?” The bartender spoke to Zoro, he was polishing a bottle of rum.
“Er yeah thanks old man.” Zoro replied, his voice getting lower as his mouth twisted from the ambivalence of Luffy’s desperation.
“Well if they’re your friends, then why didn’t you just say so? I could’ve told the guards to let them in if you’re a friend of theirs. Anyway I’m very sorry for not inviting them in. I had no idea that you knew them. If you come back again to this place then, I’ll surely let you and your friends in.” The bartender spoke. He and Zoro had grown a friendly relationship and interest from the rum Zoro ordered. Not many people can take his rums effects and not get drunk. “Anyway you’re really something man. Not too many people can drink that rum you’re drinking and not sleep. If the girls see a great drinker like you, they’d love to entertain you for free.”
“What is this place anyway” Zoro asked, there was a wicked smile on his face as he placed his elbows on the bench.
“This is Changi Bar, the best bar in the Dipolog. This is also the most expensive bar in Dipolog. And our girls in here are very expensive, but hey you can’t get the best for nothing.” The barkeeper said.
A man suddenly came close to Zoro’s side. He too was ordering a rum similar to what Zoro was ordering; the strongest rum in the GrandLine. He wore a shabby sleeveless shirt that almost ran down towards his knees making them look very long. He had a long pair of blue short jeans on his legs, and a pair of well made rubber shoes on his feet. He had a rather brown complexion, and his hair was shaved DennisRodman style. He gave a surprised glance at Zoro’s hands, the hand that was holding out to the bottle that had been filled with the best rum in the GrandLine.
“Wow! You can also take that stuff!” The brown skinned man spoke to Zoro with an energetic and rooting tone. His eyes looking into Zoro’s rum.
“Heh! There’s no need for you to be surprised since you’re having one yourself.” Zoro did not look at the man in the eye. He was still looking at the bartender. But his smile showed his friendliness.
“I’ve never seen you in here before. Are you new?” The man answered. His face looked stupid as he gave a curious and childish look on Zoro, stupid from the fact that that expression was too immature for his aged face. He looked as if he was already on his late twenties.
The bartender suddenly addressed to the brown skinned man. “This is Zoro, he’s new in this place and still don’t know what women likes in a man. Zoro this is Max, he’s been a good customer of ours for half a year already. Like you, he is one of the very few people who can take that rum lightly.”
“Pleased to meet you Zoro” Max held out his hand to give Zoro a handshake. Zoro countered him and the two shook their hands together showing their friendship.
“Pleased to meet you too Max.” Zoro added, his face showing much confidence and coolness as he welcomed Max’s friendship.
“Wow, if you can take that rum, then wait till the girls hear this. Wait there Zoro, I’ll go fetch some easy girls and see if they’ll like you. Who knows maybe you’ll get a girl for free. You look hot enough for some of the girls in here to drool for.” Max came out. He tried to get up from his seat and look for a girl but Zoro grabbed his hand.
“No thanks, I think I’ll pass.”
The bartender and Max exchanged surprised looks. They looked as if they could not believe the words Zoro had said.
“You’re kidding right? We have the best girls in Dipolog in here. You’ve gotta be out of your mind if you don’t fall for at least one of them?” Max gave Zoro a questioning look.
“Do you have a special someone in your life Zoro” The bartender asked teasingly. “Just between us friends, do you like someone. Or do you already have a girlfriend. Even girls in you journeys that you liked?”
Zoro closed his eyes and held his chin up. Then he tried to imagine an image of Tashigi, the girl she had known from the marines who looked like his good childhood friend Kuina who had died when he was just a kid. Was she the special someone Zoro was thinking about? “Nah, maybe there are other girls” Zoro thought. He tried to concentrate deeper. Then he saw Nami scolding him, an angry look on her face as she yelled at Zoro for sleeping in the ship. “Nami? That’s impossible.” Zoro said to himself again. Then he tried to imagine more deeper…deeper….his imaginations took him more deeper. Then he saw Robin a friendly and sensual smile on her lovely face as she spoke to Zoro. “Kiss me Mr. Swordsman.” Robin said in Zoro’s images.
“What the…!” Zoro brushed his face left and right as he tried to take away the images he had. Why of all the women he had imagined was Robin included? Then Zoro realized. Robin does look beautiful, even though he does not talk to the woman that much Zoro could never deny the fact that he fancied her.
But Zoro had always considered Robin to be nothing more than his nakama (crew). The thought of Robin being his love was outrageous. It would never happen. Robin might do a lot of sweet-talking unto him, but that was just how Robin acts on everybody. Robin and he would never get along. So he left his memories stay into his mind and keep them for himself. He quickly faced the real world, Max and the bartender’s eyes staring into him.
“Well, sort of.” Zoro said, a huge grin showed on his face as his smile extended into the left part of his chin. He tried to look around to divert his attention elsewhere, and to also ease Max and the Bartenders curiosity. Then his eyes caught something a few meters away from them.
It was a tall woman sitting alone in one of the chairs of the bar. Her yellow hair glittered like gold as the lights from the disco shone on it. Her body was shaped perfectly that of a coca cola bottle. Zoro could see her blue almond shaped eyes emanating from a distance even though they were not looking at his. She moved with great pride, with ease and with comfort from the black silk dress she wore that looked more like the most expensive lingerie you could see in a fashion show (Sorry this was the only description I could do). Her white skin was the rosiest of all the women Zoro had ever seen before. She looked more like a goddess than a prostitute. In fact she looked more differently from what the prostitutes wore in the bar. Her proud look, her social gait, her womanly posture resembled that of a geisha and a goddess. Zoro was dumbfounded, he had forgotten that he had been looking at the woman for a minute already.
“Well you do have taste in women after all.” Max said, his fists supporting his chin as he leaned at the bench and looked at Zoro in a smile.
“Huh?” Zoro’s eyes of the golden haired woman were suddenly transferred to Max’s. He had lost control of himself for a moment that time. Looking at the woman seemed like looking at a goddess.
“Unfortunately you cannot have that woman Zoro.” The barkeeper suddenly interrupted Max and Zoro’s conversation.
“Who is she by the way?” Zoro asked the barkeeper.
“That my friend, is the one and only Helena. Rizon’s favorite. She already belongs to Rizon. And if you value your life then I suggest you take your eyes off of that woman.” The barkeeper said. “Don’t talk to her, don’t even look at her. Rizon’s a very jealous fellow. And a lot of guys have already lost their eyes just by looking at her.”
“She is new here isn’t she? This is the first time that I’ve seen a woman like that in Changi.” Max suddenly interrupted. He too was looking at Helena as though he had lost his mind for a moment.
“Rizon just took her prisoner a couple of month ago from his last raid in the Shindel Opera.” The barkeeper gave a reply to Max, his voice sounded as if he was telling a story.
“Shindel Opera? Isn’t that the place where those famous plays are done? And where stars from all over the world gather?” Max gave a bored look to the bartender. Then he turned his eyes to Helena once again. “Come to think of it, that woman reminds of someone. Hey wait a minute! That’s Helena Doskuu. The actress from Dead or Alive! Holy crap! What’s she doing here?”
“Rizon’s raid in Shindel Opera was a successful one, she happens to be one of his booties. The poor girl.” The bartender gave a worried look towards Helena. “You know Rizon. You know how he treats women.”
Zoro suddenly added his question to the conversation of the two. “Why? I mean…How does Rizon treat his women?” He had a neutral look on his face as he said those words. Something in him was very curious about this beauty that he had just seen. And something in him wanted to have Helena for himself, some kind of inner desire that his discipline as a swordsman needed to control.
“Rizon likes to see women in pain while doing those….those things (sorry. If I said the real word it would be bad). I have seen Helena enter Rizon’s room once, and Three of Rizon’s guests were in there. Can you imagine four men bang on one woman? The torture she has endured these past few days is more than her life could bear. Plus she is very new to those things. Don’t forget the fact that she was a famous actress once, who had everything in life; money, fame and happiness. Now she is nothing more than Rizon’s lap dog. She would sometimes come to me and tell me about her hardships by the way.” The barkeep told his story long enough. Zoro and Max were all ears unto him. They were very interested in the lovely lady in the corner.
“Who is this Rizon by the way?” Zoro added.
“He’s the Mayor of this city. And at the same time a pirate. He has many allies, including the Great Pirate Bugrom. I wouldn’t mess with him if I were you. Many marines and people of justice have tried to stop his cruelty. But of all my twelve years of service in this place, I have never seen anyone who lived to insult Rizon.”
“Heh, Sounds like he has a big bounty on his head” Zoro gave a big confident smile. He was going to say that he wanted to beat the hell out of Rizon. But his attention was suddenly diverted as a woman came close to the three of them talking.
It was Helena, here face from a nearer distance made her look more beautiful and innocent. Zoro and Max could smell her sweet sakura perfume as she leaned to the bench, her eyes into the bartender, her face showing a sign of friendliness on the bartender as she ordered a drink. But her friendly face was covered with a sense of sorrow, as if something inside her was painfully trying to burst out, trying to flow away from her eyes with tears.
“What’ll it be miss Helena?” The bartender said. Zoro and Max were still looking at the woman who had stood close to them. Max was already drooling as he watched Helena’s perfect body in a close distance.
Zoro gave a soft but distracting blow with his elbow to Max’s sides. Max felt it and he was himself again. He wiped off all the water flowing out of his mouth with his hands and gave stupid and childish smile to Zoro. Then Helena started to speak.
“I’ll have a bottle of Byigan rum.” Her tone was very low as if she had lacked the energy to even speak, her eyes and smile never losing their friendliness.
“You shouldn’t overdo yourself Miss Helena. This rum’s too strong for you.”
“It’s okay uncle, I think I can manage.” Helena closed her eyes and widened her smile to the bartender.
“Okay, be seing you Ms. Helena.” The bartender replied with a jolly smile.
Helena gave a friendly wave to the bartender. Then she walked into a table a few meters away from Zoro and Max. Helena had pretended not to see the two men who seemed to be friends of the bartender. Even to Max who was waving his hand towards Helena as a sign of welcome she did not notice. Zoro watched the lady walk away from him. Her butt was waving coyly as she made her way to the table. She was alone, and it seemed as if she preferred to be alone than have their company.
Zoro could sense Helena’s grief as she spoke to the bartender. And he understood Helena’s unwillingness in the world.
Then suddenly Max gave out a friendly question to the bartender. “Is she always that cold?”
The bartender paused for a moment as he looked at Helena, the same way a father looks to a daughter. “She’s not a lover of young muscular men. Especially to people like you. I think she’s developed a phobia after the times she’s had with Rizon.”
“Anyway, let’s forget about the lady and drink. We’re still young men. And we still have plenty of time for women. Right now we have to accomplish our goals, women will come later.” Zoro suddenly came out. He had an unruffled voice that sounded to emanate his confidence and his ego.
“Cheers!” Max held out his drink in the air for Zoro. Zoro countered his glass with a bump from his. And the two drank.
Several minutes later Zoro was feeling the effects of the rum. So he tried to control himself. He was after all a well disciplined swordsman, and loosing yourself to a drink seemed very unforgivable for his conduct.s
He tried to look at Max; the brown skinned guy was out cold. The bartender was not attending to them anymore since there was suddenly a big crowd that arrived in the bar a few minutes ago, ordering stuff from him. Zoro suddenly realized that it was getting very late, and that he needed to return to his crew. He then quickly grabbed his swords and got up from the stool of the bench where he sat. As he turned around he saw Helena. The girl’s a pretty good drinker, he said to himself. He gave a smile of appreciation then started walking.
Suddenly he realized that Helena was crying. Her face was pointing towards the base of the table. Tears were flowing from her eyes which Zoro could not see. It was a cry of helplessness, a cry similar to that of a baby. Helena then placed both of her palms towards her face to cover her tears from flowing. Her skin was becoming red, her head bouncing up and down as she sulked.
Zoro wanted to go close to the lady and comfort her. Then he suddenly realized that it was really getting late, and that his crew would be looking for him sooner or later. He tried to ignore the crying Helena and went on to the door when he suddenly heard a sound.
“No! Please! Can we wait till tomorrow!” Helena cried out. A fat bald man who was wearing a striped shirt was grabbing her on the arm. Helena seemed rebellious and terrified from the fat man’s presence.
“Come here Ms. Helena. Rizon’s guests need some attending to.” The fat man spoke. It was a hoggish sound that seemed to disgust Zoro’s ears.
Holding her arms with his big hands the fat man was now dragging Helena’s body to the floor. Helena acted like a child as she wriggled her way to escape the bald mans grab. Then suddenly two persons came to her side.
One of the people had a gray hair that ran down towards his eyes, his complexion was yellow, similar to that of a Chinese, he wore a short jeans that seemed shabby and loose, and no shirt on his torso. He was short and skinny beyond comprehension and his arms had lots of tattoos on it. He did not seem to be carrying any weapons.
The other one looked rather pale. He had a very rugged shaved beard that went up to his ears. He wore a blue jacket that had a wooly cloth on the neck. On his pants he wore a loose blue snow short that blended perfectly with his upper costume. He also did not seem to be carrying any weapons, but Zoro could see from his long sharp nails that this man was a fighter.
“Come now Miss Helena. Rizon does not like to wait.” The skinny gray haired man started to talk. He suddenly grabbed at one of Helena’s arms which were not held by the fat man and pulled Helena’s body up.
Helena and the skinny gray haired man looked at each other eye to eye. The skinny gray haired man gave a wicked smile to the sobbing lady. “You’re such a good actress Miss Helena, that’s why you’re Rizon’s favorite.”
Helena said nothing. Instead she began to spit on the skinny gray haired mans face. The skinny gray haired man was outraged from Helena’s actions that he quickly acted without thinking. He quickly threw a fist at Helena’s stomach sending the helpless lady on her knees holding her stomach with her free arm. Hs left arm was still being held up by the fat man. “Girls like you deserve to beaten.” The skinny gray haired man positioned his right arm vertically for a slap. Then he tried to deliver a blow when a hand suddenly grabbed his. He was suddenly surprised at this sudden action. He quickly turned his head to his side to see who it was who had stopped his arms from slapping.
It was Zoro, His right hand gripping strongly into the gray haired man’s arm. “You shouldn’t treat women that way friend.”
“Who the hell are you?” The skinny gray faced man asked. But before he could react Zoro quickly delivered his left fist onto his face, sending him flying to a chair. Crashes and tinkles were heard as glasses and wood broke from the impact.
Helena was surprised from Zoro’s interference. She suddenly gave a look of confusion to her savior, a look that seemed as if she was not satisfied with Zoro’s interference. Zoro did not look at her by the way. He was busy looking at the beautiful mess he had made to the skinny gray faced man. But he knew that Helena was watching him. Something inside him wanted to impress the golden haired goddess, wanting to show her his three sword style techniques, not that it really mattered, and he just wanted to win her heart for some unknown reason.
“What nerve you have to butt in Rizon’s business freak!” The fat man began to speak. Zoro did not reply. Instead he gave a wicked grin to the fat man and delivered his right fists to him, his body was bending horizontally towards the fat man as he delivered his punch straight into the fat man’s face.
Then out of a sudden Zoro’s punch was stopped. The man’s hairs from his body suddenly grew at an increasing and rapid rate. All his body hair grew about twelve inches long and stabbed themselves into the pores of Zoro’s fist. Zoro was surprised, at the same time shocked from what he had seen. The fat man had Devil Fruit abilities.
“Hehehe! Pretty nifty eh!” The fat man bellowed. Zoro’s hands were still stuck from the mans facial hair in the cheek that grew suddenly twelve inches long and held perfectly into the pores of Zoro’s skin in his fists. “I have eaten the hairy fruit, which means I am able to regenerate and lengthen my hair very easily, making them strong as strings. Now that my hairs are stuck into your pores you have no escape from death stupid Marino. Kuryu attack him now!” The fat man suddenly turned his head to face his partner with a bearded face wearing a snow coat. Zoro recognized him to be Kuryu from the fat man’s request.
Kuryu suddenly bent his body down towards the floor, after that he was in a crawling position. His hands and his feet touching the ground making him look like a cat that was ready to charge at his opponent. Then Kuryu gave a word to signal his attack. “Drilling Destroyer!”.
Out of a sudden Kuryu leaped from the floor which he crawled towards Zoro, his legs and his arms serving as additional leverage to strengthen his jump. Then horizontally leaping in the air towards Zoro head first his body began to spin, so fast until it started to form like a flying drill targeting to Zoro’s body.
“This is bad!” Zoro said to himself. “Ooof!’ The sides of Zoro’s torso was hit by the human drill Kuryu, the impact was strong enough to push Zoro’s body along with the spinning Kuryu. His fists were no longer held by the fat man’s hair. Both Zoro and Kuryu’s body flew horizontally in the bar unendingly until they hit a wall. The wall that they smashed gave out a big crack that resembled the powerful impact of the blow. Zoro’s body was the one that hit the wall first. Kuryu was still on his side, his head still sticking into Zoro’s torso.
“I am the human drill Kuryu!” The pale rugged man who wore a jacket spoke. Zoro still gasping for breath as Kuryu finished his sentence. Kuryu’s head was still in Zoro’s torso. “Say your prayers Marino. Drill impact!” As Kuryu signaled his attack he pushed his body to the wall using his two legs, pushing Zoro’s body more forcibly to the wall, the equilibrium so strong that the crack of the wall where Zoro’s body hit lengthened. Kuryu kept on pushing Zoro’s body to the wall, banging his head back and forth to Zoro’s stomach until the wall collapsed into rubble, thus sending Zoro outside the bar with piles of broken hard cement on him.
“How do you like that stupid Marino!” Kuryu was no longer putting his head on Zoro’s torso, he was now standing upright once again looking at Zoro who was lying on his back in the ground. Zoro suddenly stood up shaking on his knees. Kuryu was surprised the strength the man drew from inside him. “Huh? Impossible, nobody could survive that blow.” POW!. Zoro’s fist came out towards his face, too fast for him to even block or evade sending his body into the bar until he crashed into another table.
“How about that, How do you like that stupid punk!” Zoro added. A grin on his face showed his confidence despite the fact that he was pummeled a few seconds ago.
“You’re really looking for a fight shithead.” The fat man began to speak. Kuryu and the gray haired were now back to their feet, standing positioning their arms for a fight.
“You damn right I am.” Zoro came out confidently. He was already taking out his katanas when a slap hit through his face.
He didn’t notice it since he was too busy with the fight. Zoro turned his face only to recognize the person to have slapped him was Helena. It did not hurt Zoro being slapped in the face by the woman he was about to rescue. The only problem was that Helena’s face was filled with a sense of disgust as she eyed Zoro, her hands had hurt due to Zoro’s hard skin, Zoro’s cheeks on the other hand went red due to the slap.
“What nerve you have to come into this place and start up a commotion. Just who do you think you are! Do you even have any idea how much damage and scandal you’ve made in this place!” Helena spoke to Zoro angrily. She delivered another slap which went low on Zoro’s cheek this time, it was still hard and Zoro could feel the power of her palms penetrating through his skin. Zoro was very surprised at Helena’s actions. He thought that the woman would thank him for rescuing her from these thugs, instead what did he get? Two slaps on the face, a sign of disgust, and a lot of embarrassment from the crowd all around him who were looking at the commotion Zoro started. Zoro began to get pissed after Helena delivered her second slap, his guts began showing on his forehead once again. And he became red with embarrassment and frustration.
“What the…? Hey lady I just tried to save your life. And this is what you gave me! A simple thank you would have been nice instead of two slaps!” Zoro couldn’t help but shouting at Helena from his frustration. The three men whom Zoro battled had already begun to relax themselves. Kuryu and the gray haired man began chuckling to each other, the fat man on the other hand took a stool near him from the bar and sat, his legs forming a figure four and his eyes onto Zoro and Helena’s conversation, he was amused to see how Zoro was humiliated suddenly by the woman’s actions.
Zoro tried to open his mouth and try to give another angry comment. But Helena delivered another slap into his face before he could say anything. “I never asked for your help! I never asked for anybody’s help.” Helena came out again. Her face was becoming red due to the constant outbursts she gave to Zoro. Zoro was not looking at her face right now. He was looking at the skies as if trying to ignore Helena’s sayings. “Now if you’ve got nothing to do except butting in on anyone’s business I suggest you get your big head together and get out of this place before I……I…..thank you.” Zoro was surprised to hear the thank you Helena mentioned which came out in a low voice that only he and Helena could hear. “Now get out of here. Please, I do not want any trouble. I appreciate your help, but nothing will change even if you save me.” Helena spoke again, her voice came in a low pitched tone again that only he and Helena could hear. “Go!” Helena screamed out loud, the people surrounding them could hear her.
Zoro couldn’t do anything but obey Helena’s request. He gave a neutral look, eyed on his three enemies from a distance then turned around, showing them his back. “I will come back for you.” Zoro said in a soft voice so that only Helena could hear it.
“It’s better you do not.” Helena came out again. “Now go. Please.” Her voice was very low and soft, Zoro could hardly even hear it.
“Comeon let’s go Miss Helena” The gray haired man suddenly grabbed Helena’s arms. “Master Rizon and his guests have waited far too long for your company.”
Helena suddenly came to them willingly. She turned around and away from Zoro’s back, making her back face Zoro’s back. Zoro clinched his fists to try and control the anger that he felt inside. Every fiber of his body inched to try and move, to try and grab the lady he had just known a few hours ago and take her away with him. Something in Helena’s beauty drove Zoro to the wildest of his imaginations. And he could not help but imagine Helena’s innocent face being baed by this Rizon. The last few minutes where he saw Helena crying aggrieved him so much, and the last few minutes where he saw Helena dragged up helplessly made him boil with anger and envy. He rolled his eyeballs to try and get a last glimpse on Helena.
She was walking proudly and perfectly right now, the three men still surrounded her. Zoro recognized them to be Devil Fruit Users. The fat man had the power to lengthen his body hairs and make them as sharp as a thread. One whom Zoro recognized as Kuryu was like a drill man who could move fast enough to get Zoro on his stomach. And the gray haired ones abilities that Zoro had punched first were still unknown.
“I will come back for you.” Zoro said to himself. “Even if the crew does not want it, I’ll make a way.”
Part 2 PREVIEW
Helena lay on the floor naked, sweat coming out of her pores, her wet messy hair dangling down towards her cheeks; her deep shallow breathings represented the spasms she acquired from the maltreatments she had experienced in the night, her eyes becoming swollen and black due to her lack of sleep.
When she was once the famous actress of Shindel Opera she had everything; money, fame, richness and respect. Now she was nothing, nothing except a concubine and a pig. Her humanity was destroyed the first time Rizon touched her. Now her entire life was shattered after Rizon’s guests had soiled her too many times.
She closed her eyes and began to sob.
She was sitting in a small bench inside her pretty lighted room. She had just finished her 3 hour appointment with Rizon and his guests. Then she opened her eyes. Her blue gleaming eyes sparkled as they showed themselves to the light, and as the light reflected its image of Helena to the mirror Helena saw a woman.
It was another woman dressed in the same black lingerie as her. Her hair was of pure golden yellow and a huge beautiful blue ribbon could be seen on front spurting out from the back of her hair. She had a body as white as cheese and milk, and her rosy elbows reflected themselves to the lights of the room.
This guest was known to Helena just a month ago when she had been abducted by Rizon. It was another self of Helena; beautiful and perfect. But there was one thing different about the yellow haired goddess to Helena. It was her face.
As Helena looked closely to the reflection on the mirror she saw not herself but someone, something. It's eyes were glaring at her wildly, extending and blurting themselves beyond its eyelids. It was staring directly at Helena with a teasing and a coy look. It's pupils were like that of a reptile as they slithered their way into Helena's nerves.
Her lips was gawking to the sides of her cheeks, letting out a huge demonic grin as if trying to mock the person gazing at it. Its teeth, its sharp teeth that seemed to darken the entire crevices of her gums drooled with darkness and evil.
“Where are your servants my little pet?” The figure inside the mirror asked Helena. Her grin seemed to rattle into Helena's nerves as she spoke those eerie and crackled voices.
Helena was dumbfounded. Tears were rolling down her eyes after her appointment with Rizon. She was tired and petrified beyond all odds. And she did not want any company, she wanted to be alone. She wanted to die. Those were the thoughts that came out of her mind as she watched the impish visage in the mirror with a blank and numb stare.
'Then die, Why do you falter you little bitch! You already have nothing! Why do you want to continue to live! You have once lived your life to the fullest when you were once a child! If you think you can now rely on your money and your fame for a rescue then you are wrong! There is no hope in this world you live in now! You are nothing! Nothing more than just a pig!” The impish visage in the mirror began to cry like a mad-woman as she said those words. Saliva were blurting out of her lips.
Helena did want to die. She did not want to continue living anymore. But she didn't have the strength to commit suicide. She was tired and all she wanted was to sleep. But she couldn't, this golden haired woman staring in front of her in the mirror would not let her sleep. Would not let her body lie down until she's had enough of the terrors of life. The image continued its haunting towards the petrified ex-actress in the stool looking at it, letting Helena's body into a trance as she cried with agony and misery.
“What? Are you gonna rely on that green-haired marino who came for you in the bar? Do you think he cares! He's just like all the other men! He's just like a pig! He is nothing…!...”
“Stop it!” Helena clasped her hands onto her ears like a pained child. The words sprang like horror to her and all she could do was defend herself from the poisonous notes coming out of her reflections mouth.
“Pig!.Pig! Hahahahaha!” The golden woman kept laughing like a mad witch. Her eyes and her lips teasing Helena like a monster.
Helena was flushing with red right now, and she could not take anymore of the torment this woman gave. In a few seconds Helena fell from her stool into the floor with her cheeks first. Saliva dripped out of her mouth as she breathed heavily for her life. Then she closed them and her eyes as she fall into a deep slumber in her lighted room.