Blackcat

Chapter 6

Opening the chest Carla could not believe what she was seeing.

A devil fruit with swirling pattern, totally black in color.

She quickly reach for the Devil fruit encyclopedia on her table.

After a few minutes of browsing through the pages she found what she was looking for.

"Neko Neko No Mi Model : Black cat"

She sighed in disappointment.

"Why could not I get my hands on a better fruit?"

" I mean if I eat this I will become a literal cat girl! Do I really want to attract people with cat fetish of all things? And what kind of way should I use this fruit in a fight?"

"I could take inspiration from Rob Lucci but there is a big difference between a leopard and a freaking domestic? Wild? Anyway a simple black cat!!!"

"I guess I could use my long nails? Claws? To attack my opponents? But apart from that I am drawing a blank on how I could use this fruit optimally."

"I could climb easily I guess? Always fall on my legs? I guess I will have an increase in durability and endurance just like all Zoan users have?"

"What should I do? Eat it? Or not?"

" I could get a better devil fruit later down the line for sure. Should I really settle for this sub par fruit? But then again I am a swordswoman, I don't really need a devil fruit to fight right? And I will never be able to swim ever again….."

"Sigh then again I was just musing earlier that the first fruit I get my hands on I will eat. I can't go back on my words now."

"So be it then qui ne tente rien n'a rien as the French would say"

And so the young woman took a bite of the vile tasting fruit. She nearly threw up immediately but she forced herself to swallow it.

There was not instant knowledge on how to use the fruit, nor what kind of attacks she could pull off. She was a tiny bit disappointed, she used to read some fanfics where the mcs after eating a devil fruit instantly know how to use it. Turn out this is not what happened in reality.

She stood up and decided to have a go at transforming for the first time.

She tried to imagine a black cat on all fours and suddenly her perspective shifted, she felt herself turning into something ….not human. She felt no pain even though her whole bones and body was changing. Which she thanks the gods for, then she remembered she was in this mess of a world because of an evil Goddess and decided to bite her tongue before she thanked those assholes who were never there in her hours of need.

Now in her full zoan form for the first time she felt like stretching herself like a cat and she did so making her feel weirdly satisfied.

She walked on her paws towards her mirror to look at herself.

Surprisingly or perhaps not she actually look like a big black cat …quite cute too in her humble opinion. She had a tail and cat ears.

She raised her front leg and willed her nails to be longer and sharper. With a satisfied mewl she swipe her claws at the wall making a nice scratch. She coated her nails with armament haki and it worked too.

So far she was satisfied, she felt like she could jump high and she could give someone a nasty bite if she felt like it.

So two attacks she mused, a scratch attack and a bite attack. Though she does not really have the sharpest of teeth compared to lets say a lion or leopard. But she could still coat her canines with haki to give her opponents a nasty surprise. Though honestly she did not feel like biting anyone. It just felt nasty.

Even while transformed she still had her clothes on which was good. She did not want to flash everyone or battle naked. Sure the fur would hide her body parts but still.

She quickly turn herself back to her human form.

She tried to use her hybrid form. Shockingly it was not as easy as the full transformation.

After hours of trying and thankfully no one entered her cabin . She finally pulled it off. In her hybrid form her black fur was still all over her. She had her cat ears and a black fluffly tail behind her. And her nails were long.

Looking herself in the mirror she could see the appeal and understand the neko girls fans.

With a sigh she turn back to normal again.

She figured she should go tell her crew about this so that they at least know to rescue her if she fall in the water. Thankfully even though she was now a cat she did not feel any aversion to bath water. This would have been disastrous if that was the case as she did not want to stink.

Looking at the time she found that it was nearly time to eat.

She walked out of her cabin to go head to the cafeteria while greeting some of the passing crew members. Each of them giving her a salute when she walked by. So prim and proper those crew members of mine she mused with a chuckle. She could have told them to screw the protocols but a captain especially a female one needs to aspire respect in her crew. In the darker recesses of her mind she reminded herself that she sleep with a dagger under her pillow. That she fears one of those men might grab her in the night…and ..and…..that her nightmares of those terrible days might happen again.

That she needs to always sleep next to somebody as she no longer can sleep alone.

That she still wake up in the middle of the night sobbing silently to not wake up whoever is sleeping next to her.

That she still sometimes flinches when she sees a man who she is not familiar with.

That she always feel nervous in a room full of unfamiliar men.

That no matter how strong she becomes, she will always be one sullied and broken girl.

That she still felt guilty for killing the child in her belly when she found out she was pregnant a few weeks after getting rescued and finding herself in the care of her adoptive mother at marineford.

That even if it was a child forced on her…was it really the right thing to kill him or her? To destroy a life like this?

Did she really deserve to be happy? Did she really ?.....

Every time she sees a child she feel guilty and horrible. So much so that she came to hate the mere sight of children.

It has been nearly 5 years and she still felt …..like shit from time to time! And once again she curses the name of her rapist! The one who's laugh and face wake her up from time to time in the middle of the night.

Yes she thought "no matter what I tell myself, I am one fucked up woman but …but it is not my fault"

Why should I feel guilty for that bastard's child? I should not..i should not..and yet...it was just a child …he was innocent the tiny voice in her head once again whispers to her.

Shaking those dark thoughts and voices from her head, she finally entered the cafeteria. She went to sit on the table near her lieutenant Isuka and the other female members.

She coughed in her hand to get their attention "hmm I have an announcement to make!" "I have just eaten a devil fruit, the cat cat fruit model: Black cat. I can now transform into a big black cat hahaha and oh look at this" she proceeded to show off her hybrid form.

And well with her new sense of smell she could somehow smell the arousal from some of the women and…..men(I did not want to know that part eww)

She watched some of them exclaiming how cute she was and some other were looking at her in awe.

Sitting down she turn back to normal again and look at Isuka "so what do you think?"

Isuka looked at her then bringing her head near her ear, she whispered " I will make you mewl for me tonight" she all but growled in her ear. Making carla's spine tingle…. It was not really a secret for any of her female sex friends but Carla was very submissive in bed. But never to be manhandled, always to be treated with care and gentleness in bed. She love to be made love to….

Again her dark thoughts whispered to her again, making her remember the one time one woman tried to be rough with her. Choking her, spanking her and trying to brutally use a big dildo to fuck her. She had a panic attack and cried. The poor woman had to apologized and cuddled her like a baby. Even though she did not need to apologize as Carla that day wanted to tried rough sex. But as she soon realize, she is not into that.

Being cared for like a baby,like a child….and you call yourself an adult? Having to rely on skinship at night to be able to sleep.

Carla brushed those thoughts aside immediately….it would not do for her to fall back into depression. Not when the lives of her crew depended on her.

And so Carla push through another day again…trying her best to ignore her dark and sometimes very rarely suicidal thoughts…..

She remembered that one time when she tried to drown herself in her bathtub…..how easy would it be now to drown with the weakness of a devil fruit…..oh how easy…kill yourself! So that this nightmarish life might end…..

But mom? Tashigi? Isuka? Grandpa Garp! Uncle Kizaru my smoker buddy? ….I can't leave them! I don't want to make them sad…no I will live on…if not for me but for THEM!!!