5♥/ The Taste of Freedom

                                    

                                          
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
...
What is this?  
...
Bang! Bang! 
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Gunshots?
...
The faint sound is stirring you from sleep. The sudden realization that there could be an attack near your home, violently pulls you out of your semi-conscious state. You open your eyes and push yourself off the ground, when it hits you.
Oh no I overslept!
In a state of panic, you run towards your home. Kyros is patiently cleaning up the front yard. When he sees you, a wave of relief washes over him. You didn't get caught in the cross-fire. 
«Are you still here? I thought you had already left»
«I fell asleep on the field! Where are the others?!» you ask, visibly distressed. 
«They were chased down by Marines a few minutes ago.»
This is terrible. They could've already left.
«Shit shit shit... are you okay?» you ask, making a serious effort to collect yourself.
Kyros nods. Frantically, you jump on your horse.
«I need to go, there's no time. Take care!» you say loudly, as you gallop faster than you ever have in your life.
«Be careful out there! And don't forget to...»
Before he finishes his sentence, you've already disappeared.
«...call»
Seeing you go, Kyros can feel his heart tightening. A few burning tears are wiped before they find their way down his cheek. Once more, he intentionally wore his strong face with you, pushing aside how much he's affected by your departure. 
«Please watch over her...Scarlet.»* he whispers with a warm smile.

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Getting closer to the harbor, the entire ground starts shaking. You lean forward, hugging Titus' neck for balance, as he slows down his pace, stressed but brave.
Massive chunks of debris are slowly lifted off the ground. Destroyed buildings, broken parts of roads, even trees, have all merged into balls of junk, hovering menacingly over the island's port. It's a spine-chilling spectacle.
This is a devil fruit user...and a powerful one too. I must hurry.
You urge your horse to move faster but there is another obstacle. A large crowd of citizens have started panicking by the horrific display of power. They are running in the opposite direction of where you are headed, stumbling and pushing the horse around with force. 
«Hey, watch it!» you shout, as some kind of warning but everyone ignores you nevertheless.
Now there's a rush of anger. 
«Out of the way peasants!» you scream furiously, realizing it's impossible to navigate through them.
You were not raised to be rude per se, but growing up, you had definitely picked up a few habits from the DonQuixotes. Swearing and hating people who act mindlessly, for example.
The gigantic mass of rubble, keeps moving further away into the port.
If it's following the pirates, they're already close to the ships. Fuuuuuuck.