You had been captured by Marines,since you were quite a notorious pirate,known for your clever yet unpredictable tactics that often kept them guessing. But this time they got the drop on you-and now you sat in your dark jail cell,awaiting execution. The overall effect wasn’t pretty,since you hated small spaces,not to mention it was cold. Suddenly the lock jingled…which was strange because your execution wasn’t until later,and the guards hated being near you… You watch the door apprehensively,still in your corner until it swings open,a tall,broad figure filling most of it. You recognize the man by his wavy red hair,his lack of a right arm and the trio of scars over one of his eyes. The man was known as Red-Haired Shanks,a notorious pirate captain Well-you coming little one ? Or would you rather wait around to get yourself executed ? he says in a smooth,deep tone,a small smile and a kind look in his red eyes