Note: This story may contain spoilers. You've been warned!
I was going to die.
I had consumed all my stamina. I was beaten and exhausted. I had lost hold of Kikoku. And nobody would come to my rescue. They had their own problems.
I'm not even sure how this happened. Everything occurred just too fast. My crew, the Strawhats and I had disembarked at an uninhabited island. Or so we had thought.
Marines. Thousands of them. Normally this wouldn't be much of a problem but they had set an ambush for us. And they were surprisingly strong.
I knew the rest were doing well, though. At least they were the last time I saw them. The man I was fighting with had used some type of drug on me and my devil fruit powers didn't worked as they should, which had ended on me somehow teleporting us both away from the main battle. I had tried removing the drug from my system using my devil fruit, but again, it didn't do what I wanted, and I ended hurting myself.
So here I was. Drugged, worn ou