what can i do?
When I wake up, there in only darkness around me. I lie on a cold stoneflore. It is really hard to open my eyes, because they are so heavy. There is only a little bit light, so I don´t see so much. The only thing I see, is a black room. No. Not a room. A cell. That means: I´m not dead. I´m in prison. With one is better? I can´t tell. If I would be dead, that means I failed a battle, but I would have fallen in a fight. But I´m in prison. That means I failed and I´m arrestes. Nothing could be more embaressing for me. I want to be king of pirates. There is no way for a king of pirates to go to prison. In pain I must close my eyes. What should I do now? What can I do? And the most interesting question: Do I want to do something? Why don´t I only close my eyes and die? No. That is not what I think to do. I will not die like this. There is something I must know. My crew. I must know what had happened to them. I must know if they flee and if not, what had happened to them. With this, I open my eyes ones more. It takes a little time till my eyes get used to the darkness. Now I can see a little more. But if I haven´t seen what I can see now, it would be the same. Anything I can see are the callbars. And behind them, there is only a wall. With a lot of pains I sit up and lean my back against the wall. It is cold, like anything in this cell. It´s like any light had left this place to give the power to the darkness. And in the darkness, there is no time. I can be here for only a couple of minutes, hours, days. I don´t know. But that is not important. The only important thing is, that I had enoth rest. Enoth rest to try a prison break. Yes. I don´t want to try. I will. Suddenly the in the cell turns on. It´s so bright that I have to protect my eyes with my hand. Then there are footsteps, but I can´t see who is there. I must strain myself hardly, to see something. And then, I can see, who had come. It is someone I don´t really want to see now. Navy officer Smoker. After all he finally caught me. After so many escapes and fights. Like last time, I must smile. Smoker stand before the cellbars, on the other side and smile with a sigaret in his mouth. I never saw him without one. I break the silence at first: ‘Where is my crew?’ Smokers smile goes bigger, what makes me really angry. If there wouldn´t be the bars, he wouldn´t stand there anymore. If he done something to my friends, I will kick his ass, that he isn´t able to sit for a very long time. I ask one more time: ‘Where is my crew?’ ‘Not here,’ he answer, ‘But they will come to rescue you. And if this will happen, we get them.’ I tear open my eyes. They have me and want to get my crew. And I´m the bait. I will not allow this. I will flee, before they can arrest them. Smoker look at me in surprise, as I begin to laugh: ‘Do you really think they will come? No. They will not come. I ordered them to go away. And if I order something, they will do it. Belife me smoker. You will not get them.’ I know that I´m wrong, but why tell him? Smoker loud voice sounds thrue me: ‘and if they will not come, I have a consolation prize. I´m the one, who cought the two brothers anybody want to arrest.’ I´m totally shocked. The two brothers? Two? I scream at Smoker: ‘you mean Trace? Where is he? What have you done to him?’ Smoker laugh like crazy. He really makes me angry, but I can´t fight him. If would be bad, if he knows that I´m not so weak anymore. I must keep him thinking that I can´t move. ‘Hear me, strawhead Luffy. I´m in a really good mood today, so I will bring you two together.’ Smoker klapp with his hands and once more, there are footsteps. The door of my sell open and a lifeless looking body is throw in. ‘Trace!’
