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Cold, empty, tired, and alone. That is how she felt, images passed through her mind of her former self, a year had passed.....a year of being in this awful place and here she was, she had been unable to locate the two friends that she had come with, been unable to find them. Melissa Devaroux would be dressed in the prison attire, white and black stripes, completely dirty and her gaunt face would show that she was not eating, she looked awful, tired and broken. She looked as though her entire being, her entire life had been ripped from her, and it had. Her entire life in prison had been about looking after her children, making sure she did nothing stupid, making sure she was not idiotic enough to risk them. She did well, she managed to protect them, ruin anyone whom got in her way or tried to hurt her or them. Of course they were still within her womb...

but when they came, when labour struck she was unable to do anything as the marines dragged her away, as they watched, as they forced her to give birth...and as they dragged her children away. As she heard there screams but never got to hold them, the phantom of life remained within her, but she knew they were gone, she knew she was nothing but an empty host who had nothing else to live for.

"Ugh, I'm actually sick of this," a voice would say, a hand shot across Melissa's face, bringing her mind from its hazy hell, she would look up, a flush of anger showing across her face as a small red welt formed were the hand had struck. "Wha..Nikita" "Your coming with me," "I don't wann" "Shut up lets go" the womans voice said.

Dragging her up the two would begin to walk, Melissa's cuffs still upon her body. As they walked in silence Nikita would stop. "You know something, when i heard about you, i was impressed, I was impressed because you were supposed to be this powerful girl, when i found you, you proved it, even without your devil fruit, you proved you could protect your children. Then yeah they were ripped from you and now look at you, your nothing....If i were your children...I'd be ashamed of you"

Well, then Melissa obviously saw red, prisoners still in there cages would watch as she swung her cuffed hands, downwards in a double axel, Nikita's body swayed side to side, a burst of purple smoke and she was gone, yet the ground beneath her gave way, cracking rapidly and shooting rubble from the point of impact from Melissa's fists. "I'm going to help you, I'm going to teach you a skill, and your going to fight to get your children back" the voice would say. "How do you" "By showing you how the Nuki Ashi words" Nikita would say, her eyes brimming with confidence.