Strong(One Piece x Reader)[EDITING IN PROGRESS]

Silver Blood's Morals

The bandit looked at you, laughing nervously as the old man was sputtering quickly with sweat coming down his face.

"W-w-wait! You're...y-you're not going to kill us are y-you?!" The old man took a step back in fear, the bandit turned and scowled at him. Putting a hand on his shoulder to stop him from moving anymore back.

"Stop you idiot! Like a marine would kill an old man like yourself." Your eyes were shadowed by your cap, expression neutral, silent. They had no idea what you can do. What you've done. What kind of marine you are.

Your darkness chuckled, amused. 'Idiots. Marine? More like monster.' You squashed down the voice in your head before it could continue, not wanting your already sweating hands to shake for them to see. It's the truth however.

You stopped being the marine you've always dreamt of becoming long ago. It's no more.

'But...'

A smiling Shanks appeared in your mind, his gaze proud as he rubbed your head familiarly and gently. His autumn eyes then turning soft, gentle. As he brought you closer to his warmth, a warmth that you think you don't deserve. A warmth like the sun, a light you think too bright for a person like you.

'...maybe I can dream to be a better person rather then a marine. Always smiling and carefree, like I was before.' You thought, a mix of sad nostalgia and determination coursing through you. Memories of Smoker, Garp, Hina, Aokiji and everyone else in Marine HQ flooded in your mind, making you internally make a sad smile. ' Just gotta try.'

Like now. You gazed up at them, changing your mind of the judgement you were going to bestow upon the still shaking old man and the nervous laughing bandit.

"Leave," you commanded, Karasu glinting dangerously, "leave this island before I change my mind." Your eyes slitted, making them jump and start to walk slowly pass you as your eyes followed them. A movement grabbed your attention, making you growl at their stupidity, only to be blinded by a large ball of dirt getting in your eyes.

Fuck!

You cursed, not being able to see as you rubbed your eyes with sword still in hand, the bandit and old man hastily going into the attack. You heard a click of a gun, immediately moving to the side, having the bullet brush past your ears and making them ring in pain. You cursed again, one hand on your ear and the other frantically rubbing your eyes. Damn it, your body is still healing from the poison too!

"Bitch! Like I'm leaving without that treasure! Oi," the bandit called to the old man, you barely hearing and understanding him throw something at the man, "take that and light it! Plans have changed, do it now!"

You tensed, frantically trying to open your eyes and failing.

NO!

YOU WONT LET THEM GET AWAY WITH THIS! BUT YOU CANT SEE OR HEAR DAMN IT!

Move right.

You moved right, feeling wind cut the space you were just in as you continued to rub your eyes in desperation. Blinking them to see. Thankfully not feeling that much pain from your body from the residual poison in your body. You heard the bandit tsk, and another sensation caused you to duck. You felt a sword almost nick your hat at that one. You were feeling amazed as you kept dodging the attacks without being able to see. Jumping, ducking, moving side to side. With blurred eyes, you jumped back from the bandit and spotted the old man who was staring at you, fumbling with the dynamite when he realized your eyes were on him. The bandit looked at him.