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AN: Had this done for awhile but forgot about it until now.

Chapter 4

Awakened and tense Hancock could feel a rough sheet against her skin and cold stone floor that laid beneath. Long wavy black hair clung to a sweaty body as she breathed heavily, a hand pressed to her chest. Thoughts of what could have been had the nightmarish sound of ting-tock-ting-tick not been stopped raced through her mind. But she rapidly shook her head sideways to rid herself the thoughts.

"Big sister?"

Starting to shifting awake both her younger sister's stared at her in confusion before they realized Hancock was awake and sat up quickly, remaining silent until she herself was able to process everything.

"What happened Sandersonia? Marigold?"

"What do you mean big sister?"

"Tch, my wounds are gone." Being somewhat of a lie detector oldest Boa sister could immediately tell when they were trying to hide something and became; lashing out. "Just tell me!"

Sandersonia sighed as if she knew they'd fail to hide it from her. "It was odd; two nights ago you had that horrible fever again..a strange light wrapped around you. The following morning, you were completely healed with nothing to show but scars."

\\mini-flashback\\

It had been in the middle of the night when it happened: a strange glow had wrapped around Hancock's body as she suffered another bout of fever. Her sisters who had been sleeping nearby had immediately woken up to the unnatural glow and started to worry.

"Big sister! Sandersonia! What do we do? This...this isn't natural!"

When they heard the grumblings of waking Fishermen, they grabbed what little sheets they had and covered the ravenette's body to hide the abnormal light, praying that they didn't draw anymore attention towards them.

Sandersonia grit her teeth, choking out the only thing they could do in this circumstance. "We cover her body and pray no one notices."

By morning, Hancock's body had drastically recovered from all fatal wounds, miraculously leaving only scars behind.

\\end mini-flashback\\

If the contents of Marigold and Sandesonia's recollection of two days ago was true, then that meant the ravenette certainly couldn't hide from them anymore; not when they clearly saw magic healing her.

Pulling a stray piece of hair away from her face, Hancock tried to recall that night but all she could remember was the fever and the sudden rush of magic. It was so very painful when it happened; the trickle of magic drastically increased to the point where she was sure it would consume her entirely and trigger the collar again. Shifting from her sitting position the ravenette looked towards Marigold and asked once more in paranoia.

"And that is all that happened? Nothing else?"

"No, you just...you just got better by morning and all that was left was the scars, big sister. Do you know what it was?"

Dragging a hand over her face Hancock tried to come up with the best way to explain magic-of all things-to them. Sure the world had odd things but magic; magic wasn't one of these odd quirks of the world.

"Yes, but you must not tell anyone."

When each gave a sharp nod, Hancock gathered them closer and told both within a whisper that no one else could hear.

"It's magic."

The looks of disbelief on their faces were understandable so she quickly made shushing motions so as to explain more.

"I'm serious! It was after winning one of my many fights that I felt it: a small amount of power that wasn't haki. What happened two nights ago only confirmed it."

Confused Marigold asked, "Why didn't you tell us? Or even use it?"

A guilty look was clear on her face. "I don't know. It just...never occurred.."

Sandersonia voiced her incredulity. "Never occurred? Sister! This is hardly something you should hide!"

Angry she lashed out to them before cutting herself off. "But what was I supposed to say?! Especially after-"

"After...what? sister?" Sandersonia had prodded.

"Nothing I-"

"It's obviously not nothing! Why do you hesitate-"

"Because I'm dangerous! Okay?"

The hushed twin exclamations of 'what?!' were quickly silenced as Hancock covered their mouths. Hands shaking as she told them the dangers of her power before she lost courage.

"I'm dangerous because this...power...magic, will trigger the collars to explode. After nearly dying I used the magic to help me but it triggered the collar. If he didn't turn it off I'd be dead. So what was I supposed to tell you? 'Hey, I have magic that'll trigger the collars and I don't know how to control it?' It wasn't like you could help."

She had to take a step back as her arms were now suddenly full of crying sisters. Locks of light green and gold hair were shoved into her face and down her throat as she tried to make sense of their babbles.

"We don't care!"

"Yeah! You should have told us!"

"We're sisters! You're not alone!"

Anything else was blocked out as she too, started to cry, giving them apologies for something else entirely as self loathing made itself known in her heart.

"I'm sorry! I'm so sorry!"

She was always envying others for having a family and then when she finally had some? She tried abandoning them on the island!

'I'm sorry I was such a bad sister!'

She'd definitely make it up to them if...no, when they got out. All she had to do first was train.

Though no matter what little training she managed to put herself through no progress was made on her magic. The reoccurring nightmares of ting-tock-ting-tick-ting-tock kept her up at night, robbing her of much needed sleep and concentration as Hancock thought of 'what ifs'. Thoughts of Xarol not turning of her collar and exploding her head off like so many others she's seen before. Hell, she knew it was a miracle Xarol managed to turn off the collar before it exploded but that wasn't the point; with nightmares, stress, and fighting again her semi-wavy hair had started to resemble Sandersonia's extremely wavy one and bags under her eyes started to become more prominent. Clear signs she needed rest but that proved to be just as difficult as the month went on and she was back to fighting the other Fishmen.

Fishmen who talked about the various tiny scars from the piranha bites that could be seen on her exposed skin. While they cared not for her well being they were curious as to how she survived when her clothes were practically saturated in blood, smelling of sickness. Eventually annoyed Hancock started to win a bit more viciously in hopes to gain some privileges higher ranked fighters mumbled about. She didn't know which she needed more, a shower or new clothes.

Looking down on herself she took a delicate sniff. 'Probably a shower first though, at least I can wash my clothes kind of.'

Thank god they didn't have to worry about her 'monthlies' much. While they never gave anything for the cramps they were pretty much covered on everything else. She was grateful for the small mercy of having not started on her 'first step to womanhood' here in these cells. It was already a terrifying experience when it started on her first year as a pirate and had no clue.

/flashback/

Today was a loathsome day to say the least. Three months after finally becoming a Kuja pirate Hancock still couldn't escape. While they did the typical raiding ships, fighting, and sailing in the sea they never went to pillage villages on a island. Actually from what she'd seen they never ever went to an island.

'Not only that my stomach hurts too! And i have to pee! Ugh! Is it so hard to just ask for one island?!'

Thinking the pain in the stomach would soon pass she angrily stomped towards the bathrooms. Her patience ready snap if one more thing didn't go as planned.

And as if she had tempted fate she heard whistle of a cannon being fired before the ship shook; the sound of the bell ringing on deck to signal a raid about to happen. Hancock couldn't help but internally scream.

'Oh come on!'

Pissed beyond belief she quickly joined the raiding Kuja women hoping to vent some of her anger. Hoping that the sooner they're gone the sooner she can pee. If the Kuja pirates thought she was more enthusiastic than usual they didn't question it.

All they was that those poor marines didn't know what hit them.

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As soon as she finished fighting it was dinner time and was immediately dragged towards the eating area. Many of the female, barely clothed, pirate women circled around Hancock in cheer as their current Empress Vivian smiled happily.

"Cheers! For our young recruit Boa Hancock!"

"Yay!"

"Good job Boa!"

"You showed those men today!"

And so on went their comments but she hardly paid attention as the stomach pains from earlier only grew stronger and she broke into a cold sweat. Everything was so annoyingly loud and they were way too cheerful for something as minor as her being enthusiastic about a raid. Was it normal to want to kill them for this idiocy? To want to knock them down just so she can go to the bathroom?

Finally after having enough she excused herself from dinner and quickly made a beeline for the nearest bathroom but before she could reach it she ran into the ship's doctor, Lilian. Who had dragged her towards the healing room when she noticed Hancock's pained expression.

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"Open your mouth and say ah."

"Ah~."

The ship's doctor Lilian did a quick check in her mouth before she continued asking more questions.

"And nothing else has happened? Just stomach cramps, headache, and cold sweat? For how long? No sudden mood swings?"

"Maybe a little bit of a mood swing, and I've had it since morning...why?"

With a sigh Lillian only told her, "I want you to go use the restroom."

"What?" Hancock couldn't believe what she was hearing.

She was forcibly pushed towards it. "Just go use it and you'll see." without a seconds more hesitation she dashed in there. Happy to finally relieve herself.

With a relieved look she agreed. "If you say so.."

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Hancocks shrieking voice reached Lilian's ears.

"Doctor! I'm dying!"

Amused Lilian leaned against the restroom door. "Really?"

"Yes! I think I have internal bleeding!"

Wanting to drag this out a bit more she asked, "How do you figure?"

"There's…"

"Yes?"

Obviously embarrassed the poor girl finally gave the confirmation the doctor needed.

"There's blood coming from...from...down there."

Lilian couldn't resist, it wasn't often she got to do this after all.

"Down where Boa? I can't exactly see."

Hancock told her in a horrified voice, stressing out certain words, "You know...down there."

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After Lilian busted out laughing did she explain to a horrified Hancock about the monthlies. Giving the poor girl medicine, tea, and a quiet cot to sleep in to help soothe her pain.

/end flashback/

But her sisters? They did not have the luxury so when the time came for Sandersonia for her 'first step of womanhood' Hancock took her panicking sisters to the corner of their cell and explained, albeit horribly, about the monthlies and how to handle them.

If they asked the woman who brought the supplies for it a better explanation she took no offense; as long as she never had to explain again.

AN: Hope you liked it :) I'll most likely comeback later to edit the chapter a bit.