One Piece : Tanya

POV: Tanya Degurechaff

The awakening was painful for the young girl, who suffered from a horrible headache following the shock she received to the back of her neck while defending herself against the soldiers of the Marine.

It took her a few moments to realize she was locked up and being held prisoner.

Her vision slowly adjusted to the darkness of the room. Tanya blinked several times so she could study the small space.

She was sitting on a metal chair firmly nailed to the floor. Her arms were tightly bound to her body with a metal chain. Her legs were also tied to the chair legs, preventing any movement.

The soldiers had made it impossible for her to use the mage blade; with her arms pinned to her sides, any attempt to activate it would cause serious injury.

Body reinforcement was also completely useless. Despite several attempts, the chain holding her in captivity showed no signs of weakness or wear.

Tanya: "What the hell is this damn chain made of? Let me out of here!" she ordered authoritatively.

Guard: "Shut your trap, damn pirate!"

Tanya was surprised by the response. "Pirate? Do I look like a fucking pirate?" she retorted, addressing the voice from the other side of the metal door. "Let me out, or I swear you'll go on my blacklist—right below Being X!"

No answer came, only silence, broken by the sound of waves crashing against the walls and the characteristic creaking of wooden ships reaching her ears.

"At first glance, it seems these soldiers captured me when I was knocked unconscious by the big guy in yellow and took me into custody in the hold of a ship. As for that man in yellow, I still don't understand how his spells work. This is the first time I've seen that type of movement. It was as if his body turned into light before appearing behind me."

What Tanya couldn't comprehend was how this man had managed to bypass her magic shield. It was as if the shield met no resistance when he landed the blow on the back of her neck.

So many questions remained unanswered for the moment. But one thing was certain—she was no longer on Empire territory, or even in the same world.

The mechanics of this world must be vastly different from what she had experienced in her previous two lifetimes.

But no matter—her objective remained the same: to prove that human beings are perfectly capable of surviving on their own, without any divine intervention, and to die a natural death, proving to those false gods that she was right.

"This Marine... it must be an institution in this country or at least a significant organization. It might be wise to attempt to integrate into its ranks. But I don't know its true purpose or ideology. Above all, I wouldn't want to join a communist institution that is completely draconian…."

After assessing her situation, Tanya concluded that it would be wise to lay low for now and gather as much information about this world as possible.

As if to act upon her thoughts, Tanya decided to play the perfect prisoner—no complaints, not a word, and a stoic expression that left no room for misinterpretation.

The journey wasn't as long as she had imagined. Only a single day had passed since her incarceration, and they had surely already reached their destination.

The rapid footsteps of soldiers on the deck, as well as the sound of anchors being lowered into the sea, confirmed her suspicions.

A few minutes after the ship came to a stop, Tanya heard another man join the guard outside her door.

Guard: "My respects, Captain."

Ship's Captain: "Any news on our soldier guest? Has she said anything or tried to escape?"

Guard: "No, my Captain. Aside from asking to be released at the beginning of the trip, there's nothing to report. No escape attempts either."

He hesitated before continuing. "In reality… she has been completely silent, just staring at us with that terrifying look."

Tanya saw a head suddenly appear through the bars of the door, only to retreat quickly when their eyes met.

"Good," the captain said with a slight stutter. "Admiral Kizaru wants us to bring our guest to the V5 interrogation room at HQ. Blindfold her and transport her directly in her chair. Better not take any risks."

Guard: "Yes, sir."

After the captain left the ship, the sound of a key turning in the lock was immediately heard, followed by the creak of the cell door opening.

Tanya saw the soldier approaching with a blindfold in hand. She continued to stare at him, watching as fear flickered in his eyes.

Never had Tanya felt so humiliated. Once the guard placed the blindfold over her eyes, she realized they were moving her by carrying her—chair and all.

She felt like a piece of baggage. But she had to endure it; the goal was to make a good impression on the leaders of this organization.

The journey felt like an eternity. Though she couldn't see where she was, she immediately recognized that they had arrived at a military camp.

The sounds around her were ones she had heard hundreds of times in her previous life. The rhythmic stomping of boots as soldiers ran laps, recruits being reprimanded by instructors for failing exercises, and the sharp cracks of target practice filled the air. It made her feel a bit nostalgic, recalling the formation of the 203rd Company before the conflict escalated.

"At least they seem structured and professional. That's a good start," Tanya thought. She was interrupted by the labored breathing of the soldier escorting her to her destination.