Death wish [Eustass Kid]✔

White stained red

Song: Danach - ASP
(Translation ger-engl. : Afterwards - ASP)

When the two finally are on their way back, Zero starts growling like an animal. "Somebody is attacking us." Kid concentrates on his Haki and indeed there are enemies on his ship. "Fuck!", he growls and hurries over to the large ship where he finds some rookies battling the crew and the snow on the deck stained red. "I'll take them out." "Keep one of them. I'll have some fun.", Kid growls and Zero nods, swinging her chainsaw. The sound making everybody stop fighting. "Couldn't you have waited until we reached some warmer fucking area?!", she snarls, then swings it down. Blood splatters everywhere as the vertically sawed through body falls to the ground and the fight begins again. Just this time it only lasts a few minutes because together with Killer Zero slaughters every man but one. She throws him onto the ground, stomping her heel down onto his hand. He screeches in pain as it pierces through his flesh only to exit on the other side. "Do you have any idea how hard it is to get blood stains out of cashmere you fucking asshole?", she yells at him. Kid puts his hand onto her shoulder. "Calm down.", he tells her and she inhales deeply, nods. "Sorry Captain. This weather makes me grumpy." He chuckles. "I've noticed. Wire. Take this guy to my.. Fun room." Said male drags the screaming man away and Kid looks down to her. "Go inside and take a shower. You can use mine. You did well." A wide grin spreads on her face. "Yes, Captain. Thank you.", she hurries under deck. "Clean this shit up and make sure we are somewhere warmer soon. Or else some of you may die by a chainsaw as well.", Kid tells the crew and they nod, start kicking the corpses overboard, while Kid leaves for some... Fun time.

"Hey. Pirates. Ye 're Zeros friends, right?", an elderly man asks. "Yes. Who wants to know?" "Ah. The name is Jean, pirate. Those corpses.. I'll get a cart and we'll throw them into some open grave.", he says. "Why help us?" "Haven't ye noticed? Zero is a good girl. We know her well 'round 'ere. Came with the Whitebeard and with that admiral few times. Came for our Sammy too. Hates the cold but always helped out. Least we can do is repay the favor, aye?" They blink and then nod. Soon a cart is brought to them and they throw the bodies on there. Some men drag the swimming ones out of the water and onto the cart as well. "Keep her safe, will ye?" "We will do our best.", Killer answers and the old man grins satisfied. "Good 'nough for me."

"Somebody should ask her who the fuck Sammy is. But first. Let's get the blood off the deck. Is the logport already set?" "Yes." "Then set sails. Hopefully we are going somewhere warm."

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Inside the ship in her meanwhile well decorated cabin the freshly showered woman is dressed in some white sweatpants with an orange and blue stripe on the side and a large fluffy pullover from real wool, two pairs of socks and her red scarf, smiling blissfully at the warmth, ignoring the screams if suffering from a few doors down.

The wall of the cabin is now decorated with a few guns hung there, as well as a sword, little death, as her chainsaw is named, she has cleaned and is now resting against her wardrobe she has filled with her clothes. And shoes. A cuddly fluffy blanket is placed over the already preexisting one to give extra warmth and a candle stands on the small nightstand table. Her books she has sorted into the cabinets on the ceiling and on the floor is an also fluffy carpet.

The scent of cedar wood and lavender is filling the air. A large painted canvas is resting against her wall. On it she once drew her entire family. Her. Her dad. Her mom. Ace. Then there is another smaller one. Its on her nightstand table. On it there is her and Kuzan when she was younger.
He used to place her onto his lap and tuck her head underneath his chin, take her hands into his and tell her with his sleepy voice what happened at work.
The picture shows that scene. The two of them sitting together. Only that is inside of a bubble and there are two more. One where he throws her into the air and she laughs happily. One where she sleeps on his chest, his arms holding her tightly, keeping her safe.

Zero reaches for the picture, smiling softly. He really is the best adoptive father she could have wished for. There was never one thing that she had to fear thanks to him. When she had nightmares they'd sleep like on that picture. And every time she'd wake up he'd punch the air and tell her that the bad nightmare demon is now dead and she won't have to fear it anymore. A tear escaped her eye as she remembers him. "Oh dad... I love you so much.", she whispers and she knows the message will reach him, as well as the kiss she places onto the paint carefully..

Half a world away a certain retired Marineadmiral touches his cheek and smiles. He feels warmth in his chest. Zero must be thinking about him. "I love you too, Zero."

And in a separate dimension a man and a woman both look at their daughter and smile. "She is well. Not only is she as beautiful as her mother but also as strong.", Roger tells Rouge who chuckles, wraps her arms around his neck. "She is strong because you taught her how to." "I am so proud of her. That picture.." "I wish we could have a photograph like that. Just one for her to keep." "She still has the pendant. As long as she has the pendant and Ace has the hat we'll always be with them like we wanted to." Rouge nods and smiles. "I just want to touch her." "Wait. We don't know what will happen. Let me."

Roger reaches out. His fingers brush against his daughters cheek gently. She immediately reaches out and places her hand where his is touching her. She looks their direction. Tears in her eyes. "Daddy?", she whispers. Both Rouge and him gasp. Can she feel them?
"I'll see you in my dreams, right?"
"You will, my little queen of hearts."