You can feel the pain starting to fade, this would be a good thing if it wasn't followed by numbness. When you're bleeding this heavily, the last thing you want is to start to go numb. You attempt to scream out for help again but the lump in your throat stops you, your eyes watering from the pain in your chest and leg. You'd been shot in the right leg twice and twice in the chest. Unfortunately the rookie pirates that you had encountered suck at shooting on target so the bullets were in the right-hand side of your body, just missing your heart. This would be a good thing, if you had a medic with you. But you always travel alone. So you're going to die here. Slowly.

You try with all your remaining strength to pick yourself up from the sandy floor but you're quick to collapse back onto the ground.

"Please...someone..." You just manage to whisper, in high hopes that someone would just so happen to come by. But it was too much to hope for. No one was here. Your eyes start to blur, your vision fading. You think that you're finally going to die here. It'll be heaven after all this pain you've been in, waiting for your death to finally approach.

At least I'll die with a beautiful view being the last thing I will see before taking my last breath, a gorgeous and sunny beach...

"Hey, is this a boat?" Someone asks curiously, snapping you out of your thoughts. Someone is finally here?

"It's sure hot out here!" Another voice whines.

"What is this red stuff, Shachi?"

"Huh? Is it...juice?" The one you assume is Shachi asks himself.

"That's a lot of wasted juice." The other voice mutters in response.

You try to call out to them but you can't even bring yourself to make a noise, you definitely can't move.

"Who cares, I wanna hurry up and get some fruit so we can go back. It's too hot here!" You hear the voices getting quieter as if they're walking away. You brace yourself now. You're certainly going to die now. Any chance of survival you may have had is now lost.

"I-It's blood!" You hear a panicked third voice scream, hearing footsteps rushing toward you. "It's a girl!" He continues to yell to the two male voices you had heard.

You only manage to let out a pained groan as the person moves you, causing your wounds to sting. You barely open one eye.

I must be hallucinating...

You're shocked to see...or think you see a fluffy white bear holding you. "S-Sorry! I didn't mean to hurt you. Can you talk?!" The bear asks frantically.

"Whoa, she's cute!" A voice from before exclaims.

"Is she dead?" Another asks.

"No, but she will be if we don't help her!"

Your eye closes again slowly, unable to make any contact with the three at all. You knew it was a stupid idea to travel around the Grandline on such a pathetic, small boat. But you had thought you could sneak by any enemies. What a silly thought. At least those pirates thought you had gotten away safely though. That's fortunate, if they were aware that you had actually been washed up on this island, dying. They would sure finish you off and cash in your bounty. Inhumane scum.

You start to awaken, though you can't quite open your eyes. You can hear voices around you and you no longer felt the seaside breeze against your skin. If you had to guess, you'd say you're now laying in a bed indoors?

The voice from the bear was the first you process. "Captain is going to be so angry!" He sounds mortified.

Captain? Oh God. Don't tell me these are the pirates who attacked me earlier!

"We couldn't just leave her there though, she would have died." This was also one of the voices from earlier.

"Yeah, besides...ISN'T SHE CUTE?" The other voice yelled. This one was Shachi, if you remember right. You finally find the strength to force your eyes open. Just as you do, you see them all looking at you, their faces were so alarmed. You only got a quick look before you hear them screaming and then you feel something...different. Something heavy and incredibly painful hitting you on the head. Your eyes closing again, as you feel yourself losing consciousness.

"B-BEPO!" The two males scream out.

"I'm sorry! But she can't wake up so early! Captain will be mad!" He defends himself against the two men who were now yelling obscurities at him. You couldn't quite make it out as you were drifting into another sleep.

A voice starts to break into your sleep again.

"You sneak her onto my submarine and expect me to just save her life? We know nothing about this woman. She could be a Marine, we were probably better off letting her die out there." A new voice was heard. This was a male also, he sounded calm but cold.

"B-But she wasn't wearing the uniform, Captain." One of them informed. You believe it could be the one you had heard earlier, he is that Shachi guys friend.

"They don't always wear their uniforms." The cold voice stated, you could feel cold fingers touching the skin around your chest, where you had been shot. "So, 4 bullet wounds and I'm assuming when she didn't die from that, they tried to hit her over the head to finish her off..." The man continues, now inspecting the gash on your head. His touch was cold but soft, a strange mixture.

"Actually...Bepo hit her over the head." Now it sounds like the two boys from earlier are saying this at the same time.

"S-Sorry! She woke up and it scared me!" The voice of the white bear breaks out into what sounds like a cry? "I didn't kill her, did I?!" He asks frantically. You desperately want to get up so you could make it even with that damn bear. But your body won't budge.

"No...She's alive." The cold male, who they call their Captain informed them. This isn't the pirate who had shot you though, that is more than enough to relax your mind but you still don't particularly enjoy not being able to open your eyes to see this man and what the hell he is planning to do to you. "I will help her but if she turns out to be bad news, I won't hesitate." The man warns, you feel a chill on your spine, he sure has an aura about him. He could make you a pin cushion right now, you are completely defenseless.

What if he finds out I have a bounty? He'll slaughter me!'

On the outside you probably look like you're having a peaceful sleep right now. But you know for a fact that on the inside you are in fact having a nervous breakdown.

"Room." A voice cut into your misery, it was that Captain guy.

WHAT IS HE DOING TO ME? WHAT IS HE DOING? I AM GOING TO DIE HERE! I JUST KNOW IT!! I THINK I WOULD RATHER DIED ON THAT SCORCHING ISLAND AND BECOME A DEAD, SAND-COVERED BODY. THEN FOUND YEARS LATER AND USED AS A MUSEUM EXHIBIT CALLED "THE SANDWOMAN" OR SOMETHING. ANYTHING BUT THIS!

You're so wrapped up in your thoughts you haven't even prepared yourself for the pain you were about to experience as you feel the man removing the bullets from your chest swiftly. You know for a fact that the Captain of this vessel is sure lucky you can't move or even make a noise at all right now, because if you could, you would sure deafen him. It was over with quickly though. You can feel him wrapping your wounds in bandages.

"She's going to be alright?!" That sounds like...that bear again. Your eyes forcing open with all the psychical strength you can muster. YOU HAVE A SCORE TO SETTLE WITH THIS JERK.

Your gaze only lands on a man above you. He had a white hat with black spots on it, underneath the hat were piercing silvery blue eyes staring right at you, his skin tan and hair (from the looks of the bits sticking out of his hat) is black, he also seems to have quite a few tattoos.

"Hm? She's awake." He mutters simply, beginning to patch up your head wound. Whatever you were going to say or do was now beaten out of you. This guy was quite possibly the best looking man you had ever seen. You avert your gaze onto the other people in the room.

A boy wearing a blue and red hat, he had red hair and black glasses on. The other was wearing a black hat with a yellow brim, the word "Penguin" on it too. They were both wearing light overall of some kind. Beside them was...THAT BEAR. He was a polar bear, you weren't hallucinating?! He was a polar bear wearing an orange overall.

"Y-You...hit me." You managed to grumble, hiding the shock you get from him being a talking Polar Bear, that you had just met on a Summer island.

"I'm sorry!" He cries out for the umpteenth time. You can't help but feel slightly guilty about it now. He looks so truly apologetic. So you decide you're letting it go this time.

"N-No worries." You manage to chuckle a little, wincing as a wave of pain erupted in your chest, where you were shot. "UGH! That was stupid." you whine, trying to catch your breath.

"Hey, who the hell are you? And what got you into this mess?" The male with the white spotted hat asks bluntly. You look up at the man who had just patched up your wounds. He sounded pissed off. What a grumpy man...

"Well, some of it was caused by your darling crew member." You remind him with a tint of sarcasm. You don't take crap from people like him. Pirate or not. However...he did just save your life so you decide to tone it down a bit and be somewhat friendly. Besides, you don't necessarily like the glare he's giving you either, he does look a little scary. "I was on a crappy little boat." You began but you were interrupted immediately.

"A small brown boat? We're sorry, we left that on the island." The boy with the penguin hat informed you, a little bit of guilt in his voice.

"Yeah, that was it...It was probably unable to float anyway. These pirates came to try and kill me and shot a load of holes in it...You see." You decide it's the best if you tell them about your bounty, then they won't be finding out in a more troublesome way. "I have a small bounty on my head, so you can imagine why pirates tried to kill me. They thought I got away but my boat actually crashed on that island I was near." You explain to them lazily, your left hand was gingerly rubbing your head.

Or you was, until their Captain decides to lean forward and swat your hand away from your head. "Ow!" You whine, shaking your hand a little, your eyes shooting up at his. He might look intimidating but you still glare at him, ready to argue but only to get interrupted again.

"Don't interfere with your injuries. I won't wrap them up again if you're careless." He said coldly, his eyes still burning holes into yours. "By the way, nice story and all. But you still haven't told me your name." He spat, it's obvious he doesn't trust you in the slightest but then, if he did that would probably be worrying in itself, since you're a complete stranger who has a bounty and all.

"My name is [f/n], since you asked so politely, Prince Charming. And you are?" You spat back at him, a strong sense of sarcasm in your tone. You see the three behind him are starting to look a little panicked by how hostile you are toward their Captain. Looks like you're not too good when it comes to being friendly. The sneer he gives you is quite alarming but you keep on your front nevertheless, surprisingly he answers you.

"My name is Trafalgar Law, not Prince Charming." His eyes were shooting daggers at you as he slowly turns his body toward his crew, but his eyes still glaring at you over his shoulder.

"Hey." You call out to him, you might not be all that fond of his personality but he did just save your life. "Thank you, Trafalgar Law. I appreciate what you've done for me." You caught sight of his eyes widening slightly, as if he was shocked but they quickly go back to a frown.

"I didn't do it for you." He states bluntly, his tone was so sharp you could use it as a knife. "I have work to do, keep an eye on your little friend here and make sure she doesn't get in my way." He mumbles to his crew as he walks out of the room and slams the door behind him.

"Well, if he isn't the happiest guy I've ever met, I don't know who is." You mutter to the others, letting out a small sigh. "I apologize for getting under your feet." You did feel quite guilty about it, they might have saved you at their own will but their was no doubt in your mind that your presence was causing irritation.

"Don't be fooled by that, Captain likes ya! If he didn't, you would have been thrown into the sea by now." The red-haired boy explains cheerfully.

Seems like they like my company...that's good since I'm not a good swimmer...

It was rare for people to like you when you're sarcastic to them but it is probably a good thing he works differently, since you're on his...wait, did they say submarine?

"My name is Shachi!" The red-haired boy continued, he was smiling at you rather cheerfully. It was quite sweet in a way.

"Hello~" You said merrily to try and match up with his cheerfulness, you recognize his voice as Shachi from earlier. Your attention was caught by the other boy.

"And I'm Penguin!" He smiled, you thought he was quite cute. Not in a crush sort of way but in an innocent child way.

"Like your hat says!" You point to his hat with a wide, amused smile on your face.

"Yeah! And that's Bepo." He points to the bear who still looks rather upset about hitting you on the head.

"Hello Bepo!" You make sure to sound extra cheerful to try and make him smile but that doesn't seem to work. "...Aaaw! He's adorable!" You compliment, pointing at him. That seemed to have done it, a smile came upon his face instantly.

"C-Cute?!" Bepo flutters, his white cheeks going a little rosy, even through his fur.

"Oh, [f/n], you wouldn't happen to have pajamas, would you?" Shachi asks you, you could tell he was wondering what you'll be sleeping in while you're healing up there.

"Uh...no...I'll just wear this." You shrug, gesturing that the clothes you have on now will do.

"N-NO WAY!" Both Shachi and Penguin shouted at once. "Your clothes are covered in blood, you need to wear something else!" They continue to nag at you.

"I guess I could sleep in my underwear?" At this point you're sort of asking their permission, you aren't extremely certain about this idea.

I'm an uninvited guest here at best, it isn't necessarily ideal for me to sleep in just my underwear in a bed that I'm merely burrowing...But at this rate, I won't have a choice.

You ponder to yourself for a moment, realizing the silence, you curiously looked over to the boys, frowning slightly at their faces. Both of them. Noses bleeding, a dark blush spread over their faces.

Perverts...

You couldn't help but find them funny though, they were truly amusing you. You lie down on the bed, your body feeling heavy all of a sudden, you're growing tired.

"Guys, mind if I take a nap here?" You thought you'd ask to be polite. They both nod at you. Penguin about to leave the room and Shachi following behind before turning to you.

"Hey, [f/n], do you need help getting into your sleepwear?" before you had a chance to yell at him, he was already dragged out by Penguin. Bepo following behind them both.

What interesting guys...I am liked by them...by him? Wait, why should I care if he likes me or not!

You roll onto your side, closing your eyes and letting your mind argue with itself over whether or not Trafalgar Law is a good guy or a complete jerk until you eventually pass out on the thought.