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2 – Tale written for entertainment purposes only.

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When asked her age, she usually lies, subtracting few or more years, depending if she wants people to say she looks great for her age or she is too smart for that age. But in the present situation, she wished she could say to her captors her true age, that they should be ashamed of treating an old woman like so.

Opening a door in the old spaceship she was kidnaped to, she could understand even less. The place looked like a Victorian tea salon, with refined decoration, fine china and mouth-watering petit fours. Her captors made a sign for her to take a sit, and retreated to the door. A feminine voice was heard behind it.

"Ah, madam Acy Priscon. So nice you could join me."

One of the captors, completely covered in white clothes, opened the door and announced:

"Lady Cassandra O'Brian Dot Delta Seventeen."

Acy got up, not knowing what to make of the… being rolling in the room. A skin stretched on a frame, with eyes and a mouth.

"Hope you don't mind I cut our meeting short, darling. I had my blood bleached, and need some respite."

"Ah… sure, Lady Cassandra. You can start by telling me why I was kidnapped."

"Please, just Cassandra is fine. And kidnap? My, such a harsh choice of words. I just asked the boys to be extra persuasive. I simply needed to talk with you, as a woman of history."

"You have my attention, Cassandra, not that I had a choice."

"Very well. You, my dear Acy, got quite a career, first at the Space Brain, later at the Library Moon. Both let you go due to your, let's say, unorthodox approach to the subjects."

"Lots of thigs are dismissed, or considered conspiracy theory, until…"

"Sure, sure, and I am interested in some of your discoveries. Let me say I share your passion from history. More, I am, let's say, almost a subject."

"Subject?"

"I am the last pure Earth human, Acy. Since the planet was swollen by the Sun, the others adapted to other planet, mingled with local lives, to create a race of… mixed beings…"

"Like myself."

"Like yourself that grew up to be one the the greatest historians around. That's why I got interested in you. You see, I find it my responsibility… my duty to preserve myself, the last pure human. You must agree it would be a loss to history to see my DNA getting lost. My present solution, as you can imagine, is less than desirable. I could transfer myself to another body, but it would not be a true earthling human body. Clones are prone to defect. No, darling, I need my old body back. And I learned you found a procedure for me to achieve that goal."

She thought for a while.

"Yes, I think I know what you are referring to. Theoretically, this could be done, but…"

"Tell me the details."

"I put together some legends and artifacts and there's enough evidences of the existence of this planet where one can find fruits that change a body on the very molecular level – or maybe even restore it, on your case. However."

"However, darling?"

"However, it exists on a different time, probably on a different universe. Even with the best technology it would not be reachable. Even with, with… let me go to an absurd level here… even Gallifreyan technology would be difficult to reach it."

"In that case, please meet the third person on our little Girl Night Out."

An elegant mature woman entered the room. Her clothes were very conservative, and her hair, pulled on a bum.

"Hello, darling. You may call me Missy. I will provide the transportation."

"Any other issue, Acy?"

"There's always only one fruit available. It only re-appear when the previous eater dies. But I think this would not be a problem for you."

"Not at the slightest."

"In that case let's go after that Human Devil Fruit."

"Moisturize."

A smelly liquid was dabbed on the wing wound.

"That will do." Said a small reindeer "They're all great doctors here, so you should not have problems from now on."

"But they are not like you, Chopper? Can't you stay?"

"My nakamas are waiting for me, sorry." The reindeer eyes start to water, as he faced the now peaceful humans and birds of the Torino Island. "But I will never forget you."

A large bird lowered himself a bit, allowing Tony Chopper to climb.

"So, let's go through the voyage plan again. The furthest we can safely take you is Banaro Island. Word is that there's being tons of reconstruction there, meaning no lack of ships going in and out. You will easily find a way to Sabaody from there."

"Understood. Let's depart at once, before…" Chopper started to cry, followed by every human and bird around.

When their eyes were clean enough to navigate, a dozen of birds took off, making a giant "V" on the sky, carrying a passenger who was missing his companions for too long.

If you are interested on the setting of this tale, may I also suggest you two of other stories of mine:

Blood, Sweat and Glitter – just like this one, a timeskip adventure, featuring Sanji.

The Colony Master – another Doctor Who villain crossover.

Both are one-chapter tales, making a very quick reading.

Again, thanks a lot for reading this far, let me know what you think.