Inside Mason's manor

Robin sat in her and Nami’s room inside of Mason’s mansion, thinking back on the day they had after they left the town of Phal Port. It had been surprisingly normal, no other strange attacks or situations happening to the group or the girls. In fact, from what Mason described the island, it was more or less a perfectly self-sustaining utopia hidden amidst the dangerous waters of the New World.

They grew their own crops, had their own animals for farming, made their own clothes and ships, and didn’t seem to have any weapons on the island. No guns, knives, nothing. They didn’t even have a police **** it seems, the island being so unaccustomed to the idea of **** that they didn’t see a need for one. Although the rest of the crew were surprised and amazed by this, Robin and Nami didn’t buy it, still creeped out by what had happened when they arrived earlier.

The group had even walked through a few more towns and villages on their way to Mason’s place, and they all shared the same trait of having no female citizens walking around or being anywhere. It made the girls’ skin crawl, red flags popping up in their heads as they thought about their situation.

“I don’t trust this.” said Nami, changing her outfit as she took of her bra and looked in the mirror, Robin sitting at the bed on the opposite side of the room. “Any of this.”

Robin nodded her head at the girl putting on a new bra. “Neither do I. Something about this island is just… weird. There’s no women, we’re the only two on the island, the men are incredibly hostile to us, and when Luffy and the others show up then they’re suddenly friendly?”

Nami put on a new shirt over her bra, adjusting her top to make sure her breasts weren’t peaking out too much. “Well, Mason was friendly to us, and the guys weren’t around then. Maybe we are being paranoid.”

Robin closed her eyes in though and held her chin. “Maybe. Or maybe he’s just putting on an act.”

”What do you mean?“ Nami asked turning around to meet her friend. Robin got off of the bed.

”I think this ‘Mason’ character, if that is his real name, is doing a show so the guys don’t get suspicious. I think he’s hiding something, and we need to find out what. We should skip dinner and investigate.”

Nami looked worried. “What about Luffy and the others?”

Robin waved her hand at her question. “They’ll be fine, and they didn’t seem to notice when we were gone earlier. I think this island is having an effect on them, if a slight one.”

Nami pondered if Robin was in the right.

“I don’t know…” Nami said with **** in her voice. With a determined face, Robin put herself into her blooming stance, closing her eyes in concentration, allowing the power of her Devil Fruit to take over as a pinkish flower-like energy filled the room, focusing on one spot. The petals disappeared and in its place was a perfect copy of Robin’s body, one that kept a neutral face.

”You go to dinner with my friend here, and I’ll investigate. That way you won’t be alone and we both get what we want. Sound good?”

Nami still crossed her arms in annoyance, but felt defeated nonetheless.

“Alright, fine. Just… be careful, okay?”

Robin smiled as she walked to the door, looking back at her friend and her copy.

”I always am.“

She walked out of the room, leaving Nami and the clone Robin to themselves. Nami gulped as dinner time approached, turning back to the mirror and putting the rest of her outfit on.

Nami and Robin sat at dinner, trying to ignore the awkward tension in the room as Mason and the others laughed and bantered along with one another, ignoring the girls and their quiet movements as they both tried to take attention away from themselves, hoping the original Robin was finding something out by now.

“So you really don’t have any crime here or anything?” a curious Chopper asked Mason while eating a plate of veggies. The mysterious leader of the manor laughed.

”No, and what little we do have is usually remedied with a stern talking to, at most”, Mason said taking a bite out of his large steak.

Luffy was scarfing down a feast of various meats while the others were having normal sized portions of food. The captain stopped what he was eating to chime in on the conversation, his mouth still stuffed.

“Thash amashin!” Luffy responded still trying to swallow the mountain of meat in his mouth.

Jinbe, the large blue fish-man who was the newest member of the crew, looked over to the resident owner of the mansion. “What’s your secret? It’s rare for any society to have such low levels of crime and high levels of happiness, at least from what we’ve seen today.“

Mason put down his glass to answer the question. “Ah, that’s easy. That’s because we don’t have any women.”

The two women at the table stopped what they were doing as the response to Jinbe’s question rang in their ears, shocking and freezing them in place. Their eyes went wide, trying to process what Mason had just said as he continued his answer.

“Females are such a waste of resources”, he said as he took a bite out of his meal. “All they do is take and take and take, and they don’t give anything back. In a way, women are parasites. Our lack of them on the surface makes it easier for us to achieve a utopian society.”

The male Straw Hats nodded in understanding and agreement as they ate their meals, Robin and Nami still sitting there, paralyzed in fear as they looked around the table at their best friends, their crew, approving of what the man had just said. Robin was right, something was affecting them.

Both the women looked at each other as the other Straw Hats eyes started to glance in their direction, wondering what to do.

Robin stood up in anger as Nami was still stuck where she was, the darker-haired of the ladies objecting to Mason's misogynistic rhetoric and her friends not bothering to say anything, even agreeing with it from the looks of it.

"That's ridiculous!" yelled Robin as everyone at the table looked at the girls in shock. "You're insane. I was going to ask this earlier because I thought you were a bit **** then the rest of the psychos on your island, but where are all the women? What did you do to them, you insane bastard!"

Luffy stopped his feasting and looked to his female friend. "Hey, Robin, maybe calm down…"

Robin looked at Luffy, stunned that he was being so casual about this. "I'm not gonna calm down! Are you even hearing what he's saying? He's saying we're parasites! We do nothing! Are you gonna sit here and let him talk to us like this?"

Zoro finished his drink and looked at the woman causing the commotion. "Pipe down. We're just chatting is all. You on your period or something?"

The rest of the men at the table laughed at the crude comment, eliciting an even more frightened reaction from the girls. Nami was now standing up, finally breaking from her trance and deciding to stand up for herself.

"You… you guys… you've been brainwashed or something, corrupted by this island somehow… you've gotta snap out of it!"

Mason was still seated, laughing at the girl's attempts to convince her male comrades of their errors.

"They aren't going to listen to you, Nami. They, like all men, have woken up to the true, toxic nature of the female sex by simply seeing this woman-free paradise and how all of the world can look without your gender thinking they have pesky rights and freedoms. I have helped them realize their ignorance in treating you with respect, and now they're going to help make things right."

Nami could feel herself slipping from her standing position, her vision getting blurry as the table started to mix in as a blur with everything else in front of her, a myriad of colors hitting her as Robin started to wobble around as well, the two girls slowly losing consciousness.

Robin hit the table, grabbing onto it for dear life.

"Wha… what did you…"

Mason laughed again. "Oh, just a sleeping agent to knock you ladies out for a bit. Good girls don't need to talk as much as you sluts do."

Nami began slumping down in her seat as the world started to go black, with Mason's voice still ringing in her ears.

"Don't worry, I'll make sure your friends here know everything there is to know about how to treat women. When you take up, you'll be right where you belong!"

The two fell over onto the floor, male laughter filling their ears.

The original Robin snuck around Mason's manor, making sure to silently avoid his servants and checking every nook and cranny of the home she was in for potential clues or information about the mysterious island and it's citizens. She had her back against the wall to the hallway to Mason's private quarters, wondering if there was anything she could find there.

She made her way into the room, making sure to slowly close the door to his personal quarters behind her as she took a look inside. It was a spacious bedroom chamber fit for a king, the blue curtains on the windows adorned with gold trimmings, the sheets for the bed possessing a rich golden color to it, and a jewel box situated on top of the nightstand next to his bed, with a wooden desk on the opposite end. There was even a bookshelf, one that had a variety of literature in it's volumes.

Robin walked around the room, seeing if there was anything out of the ordinary that she could get some answers from. After checking the closet, the drawers, and the nightstand, she couldn't find anything. Even Mason's desk seemed to possess mostly mudane documents about finances and trading.

Looking through the bookshelf, she started to pull out some of the paperbacks, wondering if they would hold any information. Suddenly, when she pulled out a red book, a clicking sound was made, and the shelf opened up to reveal some sort of secret passage way hidden in the dark.

Robin was intrigued, and decided to head inside. The walls in the secret room were lit up by torch-light, guiding the archaeologist down a flight of stairs as she sank deeper into the strange section of the house that was hidden away.

When she finally reached the bottom of the stairs, she was in some kind of dark labratory, with various plants situated around the room, all being cooled down by air vents and heat lamps. The one thing that stood out to Robin about these plants was their shape; they were all suspiciously shaped like penises, just like the rock formations on the island were. They were a mix of green and purple coloring, with the tip of the vegetation resembling the tip of a human-male's genitalia.

Robin got closer to the one of the plants, analyzing it.

"Hmmmm…"

Right as she was about to touch the plant, she heard a faint scream come from another room on the other side of the wall.

"HEEEEEEEEELP!"

Started, she ran into the next room, the area also containing the plants, and the next, and the next, all of them serving as some type of greenhouse for the strange flowers in the leader of the island's house.

She finally made it to a room without plants, but what she saw horrified her. Along the walls were cages upon cages full of naked girls and women, all cramped inside of tiny steel bars, crying and screaming for help, their only light source being the lamps situated above their heads. There seemed to be dozens, maybe even hundreds of them, all stretched out in the hallway and begging for someone to save them.

Robin had her hand over her mouth in disbelief, and was ready to activate her Devil Fruit again to try to break all the girls out. That's when she felt her eyes grow heavy, and she began to feel weak, slumping against the wall on the way into the bizarre pound for girls she had found.

"N-no…"

Before she could resist the urge to stay awake, she fell to the floor and passed out, the screams of the women she had found still echoing in her head.