Narration/First Person Narration
"Talking"
Thinking
'Flashback'
Action
Part One: Nero
From the second I woke up, I had the feeling that something was off. I opened my eyes and turned to look around and no one was there. I felt none of the light-headed grogginess that usually accompanied a rude awakening. I slowly struggled to roll over face-down in my bed and then did what was essentially a pushup to raise myself up.
I walked over groggily over into the washroom to wash my face, I grabbed my left hand against the sink as my right hand turned the tap on as i gazed at the water dripping down like a miniature waterfall. I took a moment paused, as i started looking at the water hearing it flow as I sighed before i removed my hand off the sink. I then cupped my hands noting the water was cold but good enough to freshen me up. I felt the cold water and the little breeze that comes with. I held my breath, as I stared down at the sink as i turned the tap off and steadied my head upwards as the water trickled down my face and stared at my face at the rearview mirror looking back at me. I stared at the mirror wanting to ask but instead i stared at it wanting to reflect on my journey thus far.
As i stare at my own reflection i saw a vision of me during my childhood as it stared back. It was during a time when I thought that the world was a very simple existence. Though as a Bounty Hunter I came to terms as a means of reaping on rewards, though without competition I wouldn't have lasted as long as my journey's if anything pushed me to this stage. Anything was possible, the skies are my limit. Looking at the world with such pure and innocent eyes… is this wrong? Of course, it is wrong. Believing that simply because I want to is mistake sentiment. I understand that some people have personal preferences, but I wouldn't say that I hope to have one. Thinking back, I did not actually have a unique upbringing. While I never knew my parents, I was adopted where I taught how to fight, how to use a sword and even that one moment I learn what's meant to have a family. So, yeah I am not completely ignorant of these emotions, I also somehow became a bounty hunter.
I accepted Ice offer to be a bounty hunter during my visit to Loguetown. I thought that would also have various occurrences. I was sure that in my time as a bounty hunter, there would be some eye-catching incidents. I became an acknowledged Bounty Hunter and the many benefits that come with it.
However, everyone here, that is to say my peers, would have their own personal experiences that catch their attention, so I have not had the chance to say, "I see, this is something different" and show my pride. While I was leaving Loguetown, I gazed upon the city once again and muttered, "In the end, it seems that nothing special happened here." I would probably say the same thing when this journey is going to end. That's because I grown-up seeing things like that, I wasn't taught.
As i turned to my left i grabbed my towel that was placed on the burgundy towel rack to pat my face dry as i walked over as i yawned. I then walked over about 3 feet to open a door to get into my bedroom. I then threw the towel on my bed as I opened my burgundy painted oak wardrobe as i grabbed my black zipped jacket, the one with the zipper tag and sequin details on the pockets. I then reached to grab my steel gray shirt with skull prints. Then after a minute grabbed my black cropped trousers and black buckled boots with red soles along with a black glovelet on my left hand. I then slowly put my clothes on getting myself ready as it was another day on my log as a Bounty Hunter.
After I did that I placed my towel back on the towel rack as my room was unique with the bathroom being adjourned with my bedroom with a door that would connect the two. I then looked at my reflection through the longstanding mirror that had my sword leaning against the wall. I stared at my sword as I smiled briefly before i looked at the News Coo Newspaper that i was looking at the night before that was on the table.
In the newspaper published a couple of new bounties, I mostly skimmed through bounties seeing those large bounties give me a brief headache but my hand suddenly stopped when I finally was holding a bounty of someone I know "He was once a strong Marine until he betrayed & killed his own! Captain of the Unwritten Pirates. Jimmy Frayzah, "Mad Red" ß 286.66 million" written on it, I had the hunch that marine was strong but having this huge bounty right of the bet is something else. The counseling department must have thought well before giving those bounties.
I absolutely cannot think of a reason as to why he betrayed the marines, when I first saw him I knew he will follow his ideal of justice no matter what.
Then why did he? My vision just couldn't focus on a single spot. It's as I thought, whenever I think about this, I just couldn't remain calm. I turned my eyes from the ceiling to the floor and saw the bounty again that now lay on the floor.
Now staring at the ceiling, it was brown as usual, I was intent on going outside of this room when a person with fluttering black hair appeared in the room.
"Ah, what are you still doing here, Nero?"
An almost non-existent smile surfaced on my eyes and mouth. This person Miyagi Kyouko, a female who lacked elegance but was undoubtedly a beauty. She was walking straight towards me, she was already close enough, but she drew closer by another half a meter and stopped. Before her lips could open, I quickly spoke.
"Are we there yet?"
Miyagi let out a small sigh. "Would you mind not using me to fulfill your desire to know every detail, just because you're too bore."
Miyagi who was complaining in front of me was the usual Miyagi. I had never stared at her so fixedly before, but now I understood without a doubt, she was prettier than any woman I had ever met. which could be considered a cool beauty. She appeared to be the same age as me or perhaps slightly older. She was now wearing a white collared shirt, a black jacket, black leggings and a skirt with black color. Her blue irises shone like the ocean, with cherry blossom pink-tinted cheeks over milky-white skin and glossy, lustrous rouge lips. A woman with fairness akin to the full moon, not lacking in anything.
While I was looking at her, Miyagi's cheeks swelled. "Wh-what is it?"
She continued: "What happened on Punk Hazard was terribleǃ I had to control myself for so longǃ If I may say so, I think I did quite well for my first adventure."
"Ah, don't tell me it was your first time traveling outside of east blue?"
But that wasn't it. Miyagi shook her head and took a step forward. The polished floor creaked. "That was not what I am telling. I have experience traveling before but this time it was different..."
Her expression did not change much, but I could sense her curiosity or excitement to say. But I actually did notice something. Normally, I wouldn't spare a thought about what happening around me. While I was staying silent, Miyagi asked me a question. "Do you have any reason why you decide to became a bounty hunter?"
"Not really..." I said when I thought of something as I continued. "Though being Bounty Hunter doesn't really seem to suit you."
Miyagi nodded slightly. "That's right... To put it directly I wanted to experience something new, that made me realize when I first saw you and we talked, I thought for just one moment what if I put my trust in someone. It was entirely for my own selfishness"
"So, it's just that you decide to put your trust on a lonely human being who gains satisfaction from getting angry."
"Indeed. I do wish you on the inside you were less psychopath." Miyagi's wording felt angry, but her voice was gentle. "...But I certainly understand how you feel, Nero. Perhaps the reason I became a bounty hunter and the reason you became a bounty hunter to experience something new is the same, at their core. I felt lonely, sad, hollow, and desperate. So I went and did something unreasonably altruistic. ...Though, thinking about it, it least I able to learn something new in my life. Perhaps just once, I wanted to be myself."
"That's not true," I denied. "Even if you say that, it's not like I can change who I am despite not knowing my own destiny. Maybe this world is just another word for the things you value around you, right? That's something I don't give crap. If you tell me to rule such a world, I would refuse it."
I wasn't sure as to why I said that and as I was about to continue, as a voice called out, "Nero, Miyagi,"
That voice was familiar as it runs a bell in my eardrum, it belonged to Jack, which sounded droopy. Seems like he didn't get enough sleep, "We're on our way to G-5, we need to restore our supplies there"
I turned my face toward him as I sighed afterward. "Yeah."
Miyagi looked at me her expression was so earnest that I had was so confused., "…If that's how you choose to see it, Nero, then sure, let's say that. But I still want to go through with this."
Miyagi muttered as she left the room, but I pretended not to hear.
I turned back to my room and grabbed my sword, this blade's the best battle companion a swordsman like me could wish for! Others carry the corpse as we start moving towards the G5. Miyagi walking beside me said nothing the entire time. I had no intention either to say anything to her. I caught a glimpse at her out of the corner of my eye. If I wasn't mistaken, the look she gave me while walking beside me was anything but a smile. It would've been easier if Jack and Ian were here too but they heard about some people wanting to join the bounty hunter ship so for those reasons, it was decided that I will go with Miyagi to Marine headquarters while they take care of that business.
As the ship cruised through the waters, we could see G-5 in the horizon. The outer walls painted blue and white, and seen from afar, it looked no different from any other marine HQ. However, within its grounds were flourishing with greenery with trees hiding its real side as in suspicious activity. In order to prepare to handle the new world madness, there are a lot of regulations. As we finally reached we had to inform them of our arrival, as one of the NPC's stated over the Den Den Loudspeaker.
"We're bounty hunters under the order of the world government, we have come to claim out rewards for defeating Monet and Ceasar Clown." he added one more line before finish speaking, "Please allow us the entry"
A serene world awaited as I have only visited a marine base on a few occasions, but no matter how many times I looked at it, I had a feeling of heaviness. If what Ian said was true about the vice-admiral of this base, then he might be able to answer a few of my questions.
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