13 Chained

"What *huff* was that like, about?!" Mitch screamed to his partner, hurting everywhere. "Did ya like, plan on letting me die?!"

Even though there was a lot of blood on Mitch, most of the wounds he received were not deep enough to be dangerous. Mack, recognizing that simply rolled his eyes at his friend's attitude and walking towards the unconscious boy.

"OY! *huff* What if this brat like, really killed me huh?!" Mitch however was having none of that. The pain made him so angry that he didn't realize that he was mostly fine. His eyes were bloodshot and his face red from rage. He felt like his long-time partner nearly betrayed him. "ANSWER ME!"

"You are fine. Stop exaggerating things," concisely said Mack. "You have a couple of serious injuries, nothing that would have killed you."

Mitch paused upon hearing Mack's words, before chuckling and standing up with difficulty, "And how do ya like, know this ya bastard!"

Mack stopped, and looked menacingly at his partner, having enough of his bullshit, "Because I'm the fighter between the two of us." This completely killed any complaints Mitch was about to spew out. He simply gulped and laughed awkwardly.

"I know, I know, t'was like, just a joke..."

Mack grumbled and simply picked up Michael in his hand. He felt exhausted simply by speaking to Mitch, that was why even though they worked together, Mack rarely talked in his presence.

However, one thing intrigued Mack, he clearly saw Michael pull his weapon out of nowhere once he dodged Mitch's first attack. They had long since realized that Michael was able to perceive things that weren't in his field of view, and they hypothesized that it was his hearing that allowed him to do that. Not only, Michael got exponentially stronger in less than a day, but he also possibly managed to find and eat a devil fruit.

"A-and thank ya, partner, now, yar debt is like, cleared..." Mitch trailed off once he realized the man he was talking to wasn't answering and instead had his eyes narrowed on Michael. "We knew something was like, wrong with that brat from before..." He looked at the man perched on the roof of an empty building next to them.

"Anyway, what I wanted to say is-"

"This kid probably has the qualities of a king" the man interrupted in a very deep voice. Mack looked at him in confusion since he didn't understand what that meant, while Mitch became chalk white with widened eyes.

"Not only that," the mysterious man continued, "But he has a devil fruit that allows him to bring things out of nowhere. It is probably not a sword creation devil fruit, but more like a storage or teleportation devil fruit."

The man, realizing that Michael had powers, immediately started to analyze it.

"What do you mean by the qualities of a king? He's just a brat," said Mack, curious. The man looked at him for a second before continuing to stare at Michael.

"Very well, I shall explain. Kings in this world are people that are born special. They stand above the normal populace simply by existing. However, they often have big dreams and do not hesitate to rush towards them. While it is dangerous, they often time become easily stronger than people that spent years training. Anything that doesn't kill them makes them stronger. It's very possible that this boy right here grew because of the danger he was in yesterday. I know that he didn't spend the night here, so he had to survive the cold nights of this city, which is no easy feat."

"How do you know that he didn't spend the night at the orphanage?" Once again, the man creepily put his eyes on Mack and waited a bit before answering the question.

"Simple, I have my resources."

'But that doesn't explain anything?' thought Mack, somewhat annoyed by the lack of information he was getting from this man.

"The qualities of a king?" Mitch said in a mocking tone, before having a forced laugh, "Don't be paranoic, he's just like, a lucky brat that got lucky!" However, Mack easily recognized Mitch's state. He was trembling a bit, as if an old wound just reappeared, and had sweat running down from his forehead.

However, Mack felt like his speech quota was filled today, therefore he didn't bother asking Mitch why he was so scared. He simply put some seastone handcuffs on both Michael's legs and Michael's hands, before putting him over his shoulder.

"Right? He's just a brat, d-don't give me like, this kind of crap." said Mitch, looking at the unknown man, "About qualities of a kind and whatnot."

The man however simply sighed. "Maybe you are right, perhaps I'm jumping to conclusions too quickly." He jumped from the roof he was on and landed easily on the ground. "Anyway," he continued, "We need to bring him to Lui, she was the one that paid for him right?"

At his question, Mack grumbled a 'yes' and went on his way. Mitch meanwhile, realizing that the man was following them, couldn't help but ask, "What, ya're coming with us?"

The man nodded and explained that he had something to say to Lui regarded the boy they just kidnapped. "He would be an interesting asset, however, I know that Lui tends to... break her toys."

Mitch laughed, agreeing with the man's words, "Yeah, but I don't think she will be happy if ya like, tell her that she has to hold back!"

"It does not matter whether or not she will be happy," the man concluded.

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"Finally!" exclaimed Lui, when she saw Mitch and Mack bringing in her new slave. She was ecstatic and was even ready to forgive the duo of their delay. She had been so pissed when she learned that she wasn't going to get the new toy that she went into a fit of rage, but now, seeing the delicious body of Michael, she couldn't help but think that maybe it was worth it.

'After all, absence makes the heart grow fonder,' she thought, a vile excited expression appearing on her face. She had to stop herself from drooling when Michael's handsome face was revealed.

'Haaaaaah, he grew even more handsome than yesterday!'

Lui was so taken by Michael that she didn't realize the man entering her office alongside her two subordinates. He just stood there, disgusted by the expressions Lui was making.

"We like, searched for the only orphanage in the city. 'Course he like, would be there. But..." Mitch paused, realizing that Lui was not paying attention to him. Sighing, he simply continued to explain how things went down. "The brat like, didn't spend his night over there."

Lui looked at him in confusion, "How did he spend the night then?"

Mitch shrugged and gestured Lui to look at the man that was standing in the corner this whole time, silently listening to the conversation. Once she noticed him, she snarled and acted like she was disgusted at seeing him here. "What are you doing here you dog." She said, calmly looking down at the man.

Simply annoyed by the aggression, the man didn't let that bother him. He decided to simply explain what he knew about the kid. "I did not come here to argue with, slut. I'm just here to warn you about a couple of things about Gilgamesh."

Lui kept her disdainful gaze on the man, but was curious, "Gilgamesh? Is that his name?" After the man nodded, she went close to the chained boy with a perverse expression, "Oh... Gilgamesh, such a handsome name, we will have so much... fun together."

The sweet tone Lui took when talking to an unconscious boy made every man in the room gulp in discomfort. Even though Lui had a killer body, it wasn't enough to offset her craziness.

After her little pleasure trip, imagining what she would do with Gilgamesh once he woke up, she returned to her stern persona. "So, what did you want to tell me?" She asked the man.

"I wanted to tell you..." started the man, only to come closer to Lui and stand in front of her. He grabbed her shoulder and looked down on her because of his height. "Do not break him, is that clear? He possibly can become a great asset to the gang. Even to yourself, should you-"

Lui's laugh interrupted his speech. She was mocking him, despite the grip he had on her and the fact that he was in her face. "You fucking useless dog, you think you can threaten me in my own office?!"

The tension rose between the two individuals staring at each other. Mitch gulped in fear of what could happen while Mack simply looked on, uncaring of the fact that they could start killing each other.

However, it was the mysterious man that had the advantage. In an instant, he destroyed the bones forming Lui's left shoulder. As she bit her teeth to hold back the pain, the man's figure suddenly became much more threatening.

"Y-you bastard! You ate a devil fruit!" Lui shouted as she tried to escape the man's grip. As she struggled, the man stepped into her personal space to directly look into her eyes.

"Listen, I do not care about what you usually do with your boy-toys, however, this one is special. If I learn that anything permanent happened to him, be sure that the rest of the gang won't ever find your corpse. Is that clear?" He said, emphasizing the last words.

Still defiant, Lui had no choice but to follow his words. Still, her mind went to all the way she could have fun, true fun with Gilgamesh without it being visible. Once her shoulder was released, she jerked her arm away from the man's hand, apparently being unbothered by the fact that her bones were nearly completely crushed. She snarled before walking back towards her new slave.

Seeing that his message was successfully understood, the man simply picked up his hat and left. The duo didn't waste much more time leaving Lui's office, especially considering she was in a murderous mood after what happened.

Before closing the door, Mitch glanced back to see what Lui was doing. When he saw the whip she just took out, he mentally prayed for Michael, even though he was the one that delivered him in the clutches of the crazy woman.

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Michael's world was pain. His awakening was instantaneous, but his body felt sore. Trying to stand up, he realized that he couldn't even move, his hands and his feet were chained. Opening up his eyes, he saw that he was on an uncomfy bed. The air was wet and heavy and there was no light. The smell of dust entered his nostril and made him cough in discomfort.

"I see that you're awake."

Michael immediately recognized this voice. It belonged to the woman that wanted to buy him, the receptionist at the meeting hall. He struggled furtively against his restraints and looked towards the source of the noise.

But the moment he saw the outline of her body, a searing pain hit him. The sound of the whip hitting his flesh was all he could hear for a moment. He screamed because of the sensation. As he breathed heavily, he heard the woman laugh at his pain sexually.

Now that he could see her, he realized how bad the situation was for him. She was standing there, nearly naked, with only her undergarments on her body. While her curves could have been distracting to Michael, the pain that pulsed from his torso and the whip the woman had in her hand made him very aware that he wasn't there for a good time. He could hear the blood pouring out of the wound the woman just inflicted.

The whip had numerous metal spikes on it. Not enough to truly kill someone, but enough to painfully lacerate Michael's flesh.

She walked towards Michael, acting sensual while she licked the blood that was on the spiked whip. "Ahhh. Gilgamesh. Finally mine." She said, sighing sexually at each word.

The moment Michael tried to open his mouth, he was once again whipped on his torso. As he shrieked and tried to desperately escape from the chains, she straddled him and lowered herself on his groin. Despite the erotic position, all Michael could think of is the fact that he felt he couldn't handle the pain she was administrating him.

She, without care, ran her hands on the bloody flesh on his torso. Michael bit his lips to stop himself from screaming again. "Oh no, no, no that won't do," she said in a breathy way, "I want to hear you scream, dear."

At the end of her words, she once again whipped him, this time on the face. Michael closed his eyes in time and only ended with a singular scar over his left eye. Bloodied and stuck, Michael tried to hold off the tears that threatened to come out due to the pain.

Realizing his state, Lui simply laughed harder in enjoyment. It had truly been a long time since she could play with such a new handsome toy like this.

"You see... these seastone cuffs don't allow you to use your devil fruit dear.... so struggle all you want, it only makes it better for me. " She whispered in his ears, letting out breathy moans when she felt him try to move.

For Michael, her face was truly demonic. Gone was the facade of a young girl, now she was exposed to him. The scars that marred her face only made her more hideous, but her distorted face in sadistic pleasure and the red gleam her eyes had were terrifying to Michael.

Still, the moment he heard her words, he realized something that he felt he should have noticed a long time ago.

'I-I'm in One Piece?'