Chapter 1: Flames (Shana introduction)
Chapter Text
In a vast ocean where it looked like the world he was passing through had been drenched in water. A small boat was seen sailing alone on the sea. In this boat, there were 2 individuals. Two very important men for our narrative.
Monkey D. Luffy, the future king of the pirates, had his body and head leaning on the end of the boat in an tiresome way.
And, Roronoa Zoro, The man who would become the strongest swordsman in the world was sitting next to his captain.
"I'm hungry." Luffy said dully.
"When the hell are we gonna land?!" Zoro asked.
"I don't know, we're just going with the wind and the waves after all," Luffy replied with the same tone as before. "Maybe we'll land soon enough. I think so at least..."
"You know, I find it very strange that the 'Pirate King' decided to go to sea without any navigation skills." Zoro pointed a little irritated.
"No, it's weird. I just drifted around." Luffy replied. "Weren't you also a bounty hunter traveling the seven seas?"
"I don't remember calling myself a bounty hunter," Zoro answers before looking at the sun. "I went out in search of a certain man. But I couldn't get back to my village. I had no choice so I decided to go after pirate ships to earn a living."
"Oh. So you got lost?" Luffy honestly asked which angered Zoro.
"Don't put it like that!" Zoro snapped before slamming both his hands on the boat's floor causing it to shake. This resulted in Luffy's Straw Hat flying overhead. Time slowed down in Luffy's mind.
"Gah!" Luffy saw his hat near the boat's sail.
"Shanks!" He yelled which confused Zoro.
But before anything happens. The screen is distorted.
SOMEWHERE IN JAPAN.
It felt like we jumped several years into the future. In the other side of the world. There was a quiet part of the world where the so-called 'Asians' lived. One of those parts that we were in now was Japan.
A beautiful place where the base language was Japanese. There were several huge buildings and a beautiful light that illuminated the streets. It was night.
While it looked like a normal town. Something a little more sinister occurred at random.
Humans had their 'existence' devoured by creatures called Denizens. They turn into 'torch's when their existences go down and minimize. where they wait for death to arrive.
But on that same side there are Flame hazes. People who have made pacts with powerful entities and fight these creatures.
We came here to experience one of those flame hazes. Who was in one of the houses playing guest.
SAKAI RESIDENCE.
It was a small house. One in which possibly only a mother and her child lived. Who were often visited by a girl.
Sitting on a sofa waiting for her friend to come out of the bathroom, was a girl with long brown hair wearing a black cloth, and below her head was a luminous pendant.
Shana, The flame-eyed crimson hunter can be seen.
A flame haze whose primary purpose is to maintain balance between the real world and the crimson world the Denizens came from.
Once, an icy selfish girl with no sympathy for any humans and wandered the world alone. Thanks to a boy named Yuji Sakai, she became kinder and more heroic, even hating solidarity. A better person she became. she also ended up falling under a curse caused by the boy.
Love.
She was in love with the boy. it's like you've never felt it. She didn't know what to do.
But, what was she doing now? Well...
While waiting for the boy to come out of the bathroom maybe to start an activity. She forced herself to watch a movie about. Pirates? What a coincidence, no?
The pirates she watched looked pretty weird. She didn't know anything about the topic. That had been her introduction. And without Yuji by her side. Things were going to get tough...
She saw the movie pirates discovering various places. The search for treasure. They visited various islands, fought other pirate gangs. And they also drank together.
"Yar! Cheers to cayman for saving us from that darned cave that was about to explode. Cheers!"
Shana watches quietly. Puzzled it seems.
'It appears you are taking your attention very sharply to the tv, shana.' The pendant that was the lock for the being Alastor glowed.
"Its. that…" Shana stopped midway through. "I'm not sure. It's strange. Instead of living a normal life, they. decide to risk their lives for treasure. Why? There's no easier way to get rich. What's all this for. And still drag a bunch more people into your head. This all seems very silly. Like a joke taken seriously for no reason."
"I imagine that in the world they live in, this would be the single easiest way to get rich." Alastor glowed.
"But like this. They aren't afraid to die. Are they that confident? I still don't understand why anyone would sacrifice themselves for money. If you for someone i would get it. But. That sounds like veganism. I don't understand why anyone would want to become a pirate. The risk of dying is too grand. Because someone would waste their own lives for something they may not get. Why not live like all the others."
"Perhaps... there could be something deeper in this. As if. they were looking for something far more important than anything in the world..."
"Like what?
"...I don't really know that anymore. Maybe a secret ambition."
"An ambition..." Shana said taken back.
'Maybe I'll ask Yuji's mom.' Therefore. Shana got off the couch and followed the sakai lady.
Until...
"Ah!" Shana felt the presence of someone very powerful. Taking note of this she immediately drew her sword and ran outside. But that's when she noticed something strange. When a Denizen attacks the real world. Time stops completely with the exception of Flame hazes. But in this case Shana felt something different. Stronger.
"What...!?" Shana yells.
"I can fell it too. Its not a denizen. It's something. More..."
"But. How? I've never seen this before. Nor did i felt it. What's wrong with me!?"
"Calm down, Shana. Stay on you guard for the time being. We'll figure this out later."
"Right. Thanks Alastor." Shana then began to look around. "Its not somewhere in the city. Its appearance is specifically here. I know that much."
"Shouldn't we call Yuji?" Alastor suggested. Shana then blushed after remembering that he was taking a shower. a few seconds later she quickly turns her head and says. "I don't want to bother you. We can handle this."
She began to quickly move around the house. In search of the sigh. This took 2 minutes. Eventually she climbed the stairs and found herself on the roof where the energy was stronger.
"It's here!"
A figure in black with no face, no facial expressions, no eyes was seen.
Shana suddenly felt a chill down her spine, after seeing it. Something began to organize itself and fill her head. Something heavy.
'Huh? What feeling is that? What is he doing with my body?!'
"Shana! What is it?" Alastor glowed in worry.
"I...I...I don't know. it...did... something to my body..." Shana struggled to fight against the feeling. "My head is heavier... What kind of technique is this?"
"Not this one..."
"Huh? What do you mean? Alastor, do you know?"
"I think so. if I'm wrong. It's called 3am's fog. And a dark cloud with unknown origins that only certain Denizens can make. This fog will insert itself into a flame haze's head and take up some of the space making it heavy and thus weaker. A weapon against Flame haze's if you must. "
What... I haven't heard that before... why don't you ever notice me about Alastor?"
"I'm sorry, Shana. i couldn't remind myself."
Shana then began to slowly fight the weight on her head. "It doesn't matter. A fog won't defeat me so easily." Shana said before running towards the monster and swung her sword towards it. "HAH!" But she felt nothing. "!?" It was like a ghost. Shana couldn't feel the animal's flesh. And before she could do anything... The figure appeared behind her... Then. He sent out a hand as black as coal.
Which seemed to be going to Shana's stomach. The hand was very fast. She quickly went to Shana's stomach.
But before it could. "HAH!!" Shana twirled her sword and cuts the being's arm. Blood paints the floor, as the creature groaned hideously in pain.
"Did you think I let my guard down? Think again!" Shana turned and said to the monster in a cocky way. "Just because you're using an artifact that weakens me doesn't mean I'm going to lose."
Shana then rushed forward and attacked the creature once again, but this time it teleported making Shana hit the air.
She fell heavily on the ground. The thing stood tall. She knew her powerlessness was not going to help today. She would just have to use it to her advantage and hope for the best. She held her sword tightly. She was ready if this monster ever tried to attack.
She thought while standing up.
The creature ran towards Shana.
Seeing this. Shana jumps really high. "GUREN NO OODACHI!" Shana somersault's and begin's to spin rapidly in the air like a runaway wheel.
Suddenly Shana stops spinning abruptly when getting closer to the floor and slams her katana towards the floor near the creature. The impact causes a small wave of flames that ascended up before dying down.
Sadly, the monster had hooped back and dodged the attack.
Then, it attacks Shana again.
It's almost like this was the same routine. The same pattern. She knows she has to keep trying. If she misses it, then it's over. Her luck doesn't seem to be holding out well either. She thinks it'll be over in less than a minute. She won't last.But at least she'll try.
The monsters attacks continue for another couple of minutes. Finally, after a few seconds of Shana desperately dodging and blocking the attacks.
'I can't stay here, or my attacks will damage Yuji's house.' Shana thought. With that, her mind reflected a quick idea.
Shana does a roundhouse kick that sends the monster staggering to the streets. The flames of Shana's katana rise up as Shana follows the monster and jumped to the streets.
"Great idea, Shana!" Alastor glowed
She landed behind the monster who had turned its attention back to Shana. Shana takes it down, using her sword as a blunt weapon against the monster and stabbing its chest with it's remaining blade. Blood and a huge stream of fire starts flowing from the hole.
When fire extinguished. The monster slowly fell to the ground.
Shana drops her katana and begins to cough violently. She falls to her knees and tries not to throw up.
"Shana. Are you ok?" Alastor glowed.
"Yes. No. I don't know. My head..." Shana said quietly. "My head is weighting me down... I can't stand it..."
"I see... in that case, let us return home." Alastor glowed and suggested.
Shana, however simply nodded back and stood still quietly after that. With one question on her mind.
"Who...was that?" Shana asked with no intention of getting an answer.
"Indeed, a good guess. So very strange. In all my years of existence, I've never met such an alluring creature. It even got its hand on 3:00 am's fog. The bigger question how did it know where we currently resided."
"Yeah." Shana began to walk away. "I'll see if i can get any info about it. I won't tell Yuji. Unless more come out, then i'll have no choice."
Until...
The monster begin's to slowly stand up behind Shana.
Then, it reaches for her shoulder despite how distant it was.
Shana's eyes widened and her heart skipped a beat. This was the first time she ever felt something like this.
"What...B-But. How?" Shana manages to say weakly.
"It regenerated." Alastor glowed.
"This place, and I, we're connected, aren't we?" the creature says creating a strange smile on his face from thin . "I'm still alive, and this place is still alive. And we are connected...to our deaths too...Therefore. I'm Immortal unless this plane of reality is completely erased."
"Its life force is combined with that of the city's? How did he acquire such cognitive power?" Alastor glowed and asked.
Shana's eyes widened again and she stood still like a stone. As if the monster had paralyzed her. Or if fear itself had paralyzed her.
'Its that feeling again... But its so much stronger than before... i feel as if the fog entered my whole body...Now i can't even... move at all..." Shana thought.
"Oh, what is this? Don't give me the cold reception. "I'm only here because you invited me. You're going to pay your debt. You want it right?"
"What. Are you?"
Shana whispered.
"That's no matter, isn't it? I'm here for something else." The creature grinned as a black wormhole appeared behind him. "Let's play a game. How long can you last in another plane in the next 10 months?"
"I'm not getting any of your crap." Shana told him with a frown.
The monster suddenly teleported in front of Shana and grabs her collar before slowly approaching the wormhole.
"TRCH-!!"
"Shana!!" Alastor glowed fierfefully.
"Worry not. It'll only take a matter of time." It told.
3:00 am's fog was strenghtening and Shana couldn't do anything about it.
She could barely move, let alone stop it.
She kept her grip tight around her katana.
Her body ached all over. Her eyes drooped, tiredly. Her arms gave up the fight. The sound of her breathing could barely be heard. Shana knew she wasn't going to survive the next hour.
"SHANA!!" Alastor called.
'Damn it! Damn it! Damn it! Damn it!' Shana thought
"What do you plan on doing?"
The monster was amused. "What an impatient little whelp. Let's just say. Killing you now would be a waste."
The wormhole then got bigger all of a sudden.
Shana tried to lift her katana and cut the creature's throat. But she had no strenght.
"Have a good vacation!" The creature said before throwing Shana through the wormhole.
Shana was thrown into a world she has never seen before.
Shana closed her eyes.
Everything was still dark.
Everything around her was dark. The lights of the city were gone and so were the colors of the sky and sea. Only darkness existed.
After that the darkness swallowed Shana whole.
Here's the deal.
have you ever read 'the best crew to find the one piece' by raptor10?
well its basically that. but i'm gonna try to spice things up to differentiate this story from the original work.
starting I'm skipping two arcs ahead. We'll start off with Buggy.
More changes are coming but for now.
I wanna open something up. I'll open a character request SYOC thing. Kinda like total drama fanfics.
You can send me characters from Anime and manga media or video games that you would like to see via this fix's comment section or PM and maybe they show up. If your character makes it. I'll add him in the story's cover.
Of course I prepared some rules to keep things in balance.
1. No ocs. (I wanna work with existing characters)
2. Defenseless characters from that one visual novel or slice of life or humor anime are okay. (I know that sounds like a shitty idea but I can make it work. I just need some devil fruits. If your character generally can't fight add the devil fruit you think he should eat. You have to create your own or take a fan-made one obviously.)
3. No Touhou. (I already have a touhou x OP story. If you wanna see touhou characters on the one piece universe go read that.)
4. Villains are fine. (if you want me to redeem someone from allowed media just say the word!)
5. No super OP characters. (and example is Goku or saitama. I don't know how to nerf people so Saitama is banned. Please suggest characters in the same or slightly stronger language me of power of Luffy. Even tho I included Goku you can still request characters like him if you request a certain version of him. Say like, kid buu saga Goku.)
(PS: After thinking about it i decided to remove the western show characters restricted rules after a certain PM came to me. You can request those now if you want to.)
You don't have to give me info about that character. I am look up. You can also request another character from an implemented media.
Okay. I'm gonna show you the first pack of xover characters that will show up. I got these from fanfic.net users. You can take that as a sort of example.
Orange Town Arc: (Shana)
Syrup Village Arc: (Seryu,Usopp)
Baratie Arc: (Po,Sanji)
Arlong Park Arc: (Ben,Nami)
Chapter 2: 'Who's the pretty girl in orange? Shana, Huntress of the Burning Sword!'
Summary:
Imported from fanfic.net
One line from Luffy taken from DragonKingDragneel25's Straw hat RWBY's. Please go read his stuff.
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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We can see Luffy with his straw hat in his hand. He looks carefully at it. In silence.
Zoro then decided to break the silence by asking. "Hey. You'll drop it again if you space out." Zoro said getting Luffy's attention. "is in it important?"
"Yeah." Luffy put the hat on his head. "Thank you, Zoro."
"Man, I'm hungry." Zoro ignored it and said with his arms behind his head.
Listening to this. Luffy slowly starts looking around. There is nothing. Then he looks at sima and... The rubber man sees a bird flying above the boat. he then has an idea.
"Let's eat it!" Luffy suggested, which confused Zoro.
"Eat what?" he then looked at sima and saw the bird. "Oh. the bird. But how do we get there?"
"I got it!" Luffy assured. He then got up. "GOMU GOMU NO ROCKET!" Luffy stretches his arm towards the mast lets go with great momentum and goes flying upwards.
"I see..." Zoro said bluntly. But after looking up, he realizes that Luffy ended up with his head stuck in the bird's mouth, while the animal didn't seem to care.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Luffy yelled. "HEEEEEEEEELP!"
"HEY MORON, WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Zoro roared as he paddled after Luffy.
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As events peeled off. We are presented with a view of a peaceful island. This island looked small and the houses were very small. One of the most notable things about her. And that there was no one. Not even a living soul was seen.
What could have happened? Well... the answer seems to be right around the corner. For in some parts of the island, houses had been bombed and practically converted into Coal. Only the wreckage remained.
Many had been killed by those bombs. It was sad that the children hadn't seen any of their parents.
And that may be the reason why there's no one to be known of.
More now changing focus. In a certain place. near the houses. Above them a black wormhole opened, and from there Shana fell along with the sword, Nietono no Shana.
*PROW*
The girl landed on a soft patch of grass. She lay still. She didn't say anything. She was gaining counciousness now.
"Ngh...Nghh... Ugh...what the..." Shana groaned. She lifted her eyelids slowly trying to adjust to the light, but was still unable to see well. She felt a bit nauseous. "Where am I?" She asked herself in a low voice. Suddenly she remembered. That thing had dragged her away into the black void. She clenched her hands.
"No way..this is impossible...How'd I end up like this?!" She exclaimed. A shiver ran down her spine as soon as she remembered what just happened. She felt a wave of nausea wash over her once again. She was having a hard time standing up.
"That bastard...!" She said angrily.
"Please calm down, Shana." Alastor glowed.
"There is no need to be violent. It'll only make matters worse. Let us take this slowly. It appears that creature has sent us to an unknown place. The building's are small. And i can sense the breath of water surrounding us. And i sense little-to no one nearby. "Shana sighed. "Alastor..I...I have to get out of here...!" She stated, started to try moving and failing multiple times before she was able to stand up.
"I'm frustrated that we are at this position as well, Shana. In fact, I'm puzzled at the appearance of this monster. How he obtained 3am's fog. And where did it send us. But now, we must focus on the present in order to find a way out." Alastor glowed as Shana leans against a wall and try's to catch her breath.
She nodded in agreement as she felt a little dizzy after using so much strength. It was hard not to. "Alastor...Why do i feel this way...? Is the fog still inside me?"
"I believe so. not to worry, however as it divertly dies down with ray of sun." Alastor reassured.
"Okay...Now with the most important part." Shana changed the subject, and referred to them being sent to another place.
"Alastor.. Where are we?"she asked glowed. "This isn't anywhere i've ever seen or felt before."He answered as he scanned their surroundings. "We are certainly in some kind of strange realm...it is colorful but quiet." he added. "It's rather ordinary."
The only sound they could hear was that of the birds chirping.
"Yeah...But i don't feel a lot of people here. Its almost like a ghost town. We should ask for info. And we'll manage to get out more easily. This is just a distraction. And it ain't holding me down! "
Shana said with nodded."You're quite right, Shana. We will surely find information if we go deeper."
He replied.
Shana then took off. And by talking off i mean jumping really high untop of a building, in order to look around better.
"I've noticed the fog is diminishing away." Alastor glowed after seeing Shana jump.
"Yeah. I forgot to mention that." Shana told before glancing at the island. "Let's see..." However, for her annoyance all the areas looked the same. It was just houses after houses. And not one house stood out of all the others.
It was boring. All she wanted was to get out of here as soon as possible.
"Grrr! This area's empty! Just houses! This doesn't help at all." Shana muttered.
"I wonder what happened to the human's..." Alastor glowed.
"Who knows. But at this rate, we are gonna be here for hours without anyone instructing us." Shana said. "I might as well just walk around aimlessly."
Alastor glowed."It would do you no harm to explore. Besides, you will learn more useful information." Shana smiled at him. "I know..." She said softly. "Well, let's start walking around."Alastor glowed.
Shana begin's to jump untop of other house's after leaning the one she was in.
'I noticed something. The house's rooftops are terribly structured. It feels rusty and geriatric. This thing can fail at any moment. Who build these clearly had no idea of what he was doing. Anyway. I better watch my step.' Shana thought.
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"After her! If you run away with the grand line map, we are dead meat!" A group of 3 pirates are seen chasing a beautiful girl with orange hair. She was running from them while holding some kind of map.
However, as she ran a huge explosion was seen in the air. She stopped running and turned around in fright. What she saw was Luffy falling towards her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"Hah? What was that?" Shana asked after hearing the scream somewhere in the village.
She then decides to investigate and starts jumping into another line of houses.
CRAASSSH* Luffy it landed on the ground with such force that it caused a mini smoke explosion.
"M-M what?!" Nami got scared.
The bandits were also scared. After all, it's not every day someone falls from the sky.
When the dust came out. Luffy was seen in a small crater he made himself. He looked fine and healthy. "Phew. I'm fine." He sighed in relief.
"That was a pretty neat experience I had." Luffy stood up, causing everyone around him to shudder.
Nami seeing how confused he looked, came up with a plan and implied this with a cheeky smile.
"Jezz. I'm hungry!"
"Boss! Are you coming to save me?!" Nami played as an actress. Luffy just got confused.
"Oshi? Who are you?" He turned and asked.
He was even more confused after seconds after the girl had simply run away. "Sorry! They're all yours now!"
The confused Luffy then turned around and saw 3 pirates angrily glaring at him.
"The girl ran away!"
"Never mind, her boss is still here! Trying to disguise your crony?"
Coincidentally. Shana manages to show up just in time. After jumping through the last house she saw from above what appeared to be a boy being attacked by pirates.
"Then that's it?" She asked. ""It was someone being held hostage."
"At last, we've found a youth. But he's in the head of danger." Alastor said.
""Oh, do you know where and that there's a place to have lunch?" Luffy asked with no sense of danger.
from the Top Shana was dumbfounded by the Boy's... Courage...Or stupidity in that sense.
"What is that idiot thinking!? He's going to die for sure! We have no time for his nonsense! There are many enemies out there! Why is he just standing there!? Why is he playing with death like this?! It's crazy!"Shana muttered under her breath while looking at the scene unfolding below.
"Quit screwin' around, kid." A pirate said before punching Luffy in the chin making his hat fly. Shana was already prepared to jump and help him until suddenly, the same pirate takes a punch from Luffy and automatically falls to the ground.
"Huh?" Shana was surprised.
Luffy then grabbed his hat with one hand and put it on his head. He looked irritated. "Don't touch my treasure." He said coldly.
"Treasure? But that just looks like a silly hat? what's so special about it?" Shana was confused.
The hat seemed really simple. She didn't understand why someone would choose to hide such a plain object when he could buy a very cool hat.
"Bastard!" The two thugs yelled before running towards Luffy.
"GOMU GOMU NO TWIN PISTOL!" Luffy then did something that made Shana's eyes nearly pop out of their lids. He stretched out both fists towards the thugs' faces and punched them.
Both of the guys fell unconscious One thug fell down while the other just fell on the ground with a thud.
"Eh?! What? "What was that!?" Shana blinked a few times." Shana blinked a few times. She was amazed by what she saw. She couldn't believe what she was watching. She's never seen something like that , the man, just fought two men with some sort of rubber-themed ability. How can it be? That is impossible unless he does something different...Or does he possess some form of power?
He couldn't be a flame haze or a citzen of the crimson world because if it was so, Shana would've been able to sense it
Shana could only question; What was he?
"That can't be human." Shana said.
"I sense ominous present power on the boy's body. It is aquainted to that of a demon's aura." Alastor glowed.
" But, Demon's aura? Would he have acquired some power related to hell? How can he posses such power?"Shana questioned.
"It is intriguing, indeed. But let us keep our questions to ourselves. That lady of orange hair has shown up again." Alastor glowed. and he was right. Nami was seen at the top of a building amazed that Luffy defeated those guys. She didn't see his power.
"Incredible..." Luffy turned to the source of the sound the moment he heard Nami whisper in awe. "You defeated those guys with barehanded sabers. What a force!"
"Hey...you're that...who?" Luffy asked.
"I am a thief who steals from pirates." Nami explained. "Hey, want to join me?"
"No, not interested." Luffy answered plainly. "I have to find my mate."
He then starts walking in an uncertain direction. But Nami didn't give up.
"H-Hey! Wait!" Nami exclaims before jumping out of the building and running after Luffy.
"I said, wait!"
That's when Luffy ended up noticing Shana at the top of the house. (don't ask me how)
"Huh? And who are you?" Luffy asked Shana, who was surprised.
""H-Huh?"
Nami was then the second to notice Shana's appearance. "What? Why is there a kid on top of that house?" Nami asked herself. "There you! What are you doing there? It's dangerous!"
""It would appear they have noticed us." Alastor said. Shana simply sighed and descended from the house failing next to the two.
She then slowly approached the group. "M-My name is...Shana. Nice to meet you." She said in an introverted manner.
Nami and Luffy simply raised an both exchanged glances while Shana was unaware of what they were , however, could feel that the girl seemed had a strange air around her, almost mysterious. But somehow familiar.'What is she? A foreigner?'She said in confusion to herself.
"Before you say anything. Yes I was spying on you. I've been looking for people for a long time. When I found you I decided to take a look at what you were doing." Shana explained. She then looked at Luffy. "How did you do that?"
Luffy tilted his head lightly in confusion. "Huh? Are you talking to me?"
"Who else could I be talking to?" She responded dryly. "Answer me. how did that occur?"
"That? That what?"
"Stop playing with me. You already know."
"I don't know anything, girl."
Shana was already losing patience. "I'm talking about your supernatural abilities. I saw you stretch your arms to defeat those bandits." Shana said.
"Huh?" Nami was confused. She didn't see him fight so she didn't know what she was talking about.
Luffy then finally understood. "AH! That?" Luffy then pulled his cheek causing it to stretch. "I ate the Gomu Gomu no mi.(Or Gum-Gum fruit) I'm a rubber man!"
Shana didn't jump at this or show any facial transformations. However, he was completely scared of it. She even fell to the floor.
'W-WHAT!? What is he!? That's why he managed to defeat those bandits, he's not human!' Nami thought.
"Gomu Gomu no mi? What is that?" Shana asked.
"Oh, its my devil fruit!" Luffy replied.
'What!? Devil Fruits really exist? I thought they were just legends!' Nami thought again.
"Devil fruit... Now together a term I have yet to be familiar with it." Alastor glowed.
"Well, I didn't ask about it. I think I got the idea." Shana said while shrugling. "They are fruits that come from hell and give special abilities to people who eat them. And each one has its category like yours, which is rubber. Am I right about that?"
"...I don't know. I think so." Luffy answered simply.
'Why is that girl listening to all this so normally?'
"How interesting. This is certainly something new. But it troubles me why it was so absent to us..." Alastor glowed. "It could have something to do with the crimson world. But i would know it, if so.
"Do you know anything about this place?" Shana asked as she approaches Luffy.
"No. I've never seen this place in my life. I just fell here because of a bird I wanted to eat, but the bird got me instead." Luffy said. That's when his stomach rumbled. " Crap i forgot. I'm starving!" Luffy then slowly fell down while holding onto his belly.
'It makes sense. I don't know how long he keeps that bird.' Shana thought. Off to the side, Nami started to regain her composure after too many revelations.
"I can take you out to lunch if you want." Luffy then he got up quickly which startled Nami.
"Serious!?"
"Y-Yeah." Nami said awkwardly. "There's a place where there's enough food for you."
"hmmm?" Shana then became interested upon hearing this. "Hey lady. You seem to know a few things about this place. Could you tell me?"
"Oh?" Nami turned around. "Well... I don't know much, but if you want to hear it, feel free."
"Okay. In that case I'll follow you for now." Shana said before smiling.
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The trio is seen in an isolated house. They were all sitting near tables (except for Nami). Luffy was blissfully eating some sandwiches at the table. Shana at the side seemed to be eating a melon bread that she had saved while she thought about some things about the world where she was.
"Yum!" Luffy swallowed a sandwich.
"Shouldn't you be asking questions now?" Alastor glowed and reminded. "Your time here is ripping itself apart."
" *chomp* Right."
Nami was just observing everything and smiling a little bit. After a while Shana spoke."So..." Shana two stopped their movements when Shana spoke. "So...where exactly am I? I mean, where is this place?"
"Well, if you're right. You're in Orange town, and it's a quiet, relaxed village. One of the more normal Islands east blue."Nami explained. "Anyway, I should say 'was' before Buggy and his pirates invaded. That's why the place is so lifeless now."
"Buggy. A fairly quirky name I most say." Alastor glowed.
Shana looked more confused but didn't miss her indifferent gaze. "You just opened a drawer, with more questions for me." Shana told. "I'll take it slow. First. Where is this east blue I'm at?"
Nami was confused. "What. don't you know? Its in the Blue sea. East blue is one of the five seas that comprise half of the blue sea."
Shana raised an eyebrow. "Blue sea?"
"Yes." Nami nodded. "TheBlue Seais a huge body of water spanning across the Sea itself is divided into five oceans by theRed Lineand theCalm Belts:North Blueis the northernmost ocean of the Blue Sea South Blueis the southernmost ocean of the Blue Sea East Blueis the easternmost ocean of the Blue Sea. West Blueis the westernmost ocean of the Blue Se. And finally, the Grand Lineis the part of the Blue Sea enclosed by the Calm Belts."
"That's where I'm going!" Luffy said casually as he ate another sandwich.
"What? What would someone like you want on the grand line, that place and hell on earth!" Nami got scared.
"That's because I'm going to become ki- POOF!" Luffy was going to say his dream until Shana backhanded him annoyingly.
"Focus on me!" Shana remembered.
"...Right, of course! Sorry."
"I want to get one thing straight, miss. I've never heard of any of those places. And I don't know if the blue sea part hit my head the way it should have." Shana told. "You're clearly making something up."
"What? No! I'm telling the truth. How could I lie to you?" Nami protested.
"Are you sure? I don't know about you, but right now I'm talking to a girl who just robbed a house." Shana stated before looking away.
"How rude! I'm just stealing from pirates. I'm not like those scumbag sneaky thieves." Nami defended.
"A bounty hunter and an assassin would say the same thing. Thief is Thief." Shana told. "More off topic, I want to make it clear that I only believe you if you show me some strong evidence."
Nami sighed "Did your parents never tell you anything about the world?" Nami then took a kind of scroll out of her clothes. "Here."
Shana took the scroll and opened it. It took a few more minutes after seeing him, her eyes bulged in shock. "M-M what…?"
"I admit that I'm not 100% sure what the world map looks like. But I agree with myself that this isn't it." Alastor glowed. "The lands are very far apart. And most of the markings are from the ocean."
"You've never seen anything like this? This is a map of the grand line. We're not there, but there's no difference between them when it comes to appearances."
"It's completely different from the world map. There's almost no land here. That...It's impossible!" Shana said in disbelief.
"I think I have a guess." Alastor glowed. "But I don't think it's a good idea to say it here."
"I-Intended to." Shana breathed. She then hands the map back.
"Who are you talking to?" Nami asked.
Shana was embarrassed. "Shut up! Shut up! Shut up! No one!" Shana snapped.
Nami simply sweatdropped comically. "She is one of those types."
"A map of the grand line! I was looking for this." Luffy recognized it. He then looked at Nami. "Do you know how to sail?"
Nami turned around. "Huh? Me? Of course! Far more than any other!"
"Cool. Want to be my navigator!" Luffy suggested. Nami seemed to like the idea.
"Seriously! I would love to! What do you do? You're a tourist?"
"Oh no I'm a pirate." Nami then froze briefly before frowning in disgust. "In that case, forget it. So you are a pirate?"
'What a coincidence.' Shana thought.
"Yes of course! That straw hat was an oath I made with a man who-" But before he could finish Nami slammed both hands on the table.
"As I thought. You were going to say king of the pirates right then, weren't you? There's nothing in this world I hate more than pirates."
"Huh?" Shana was confused. The most she had seen of pirates at Yuji's house, they didn't look that bad.
"I only like tangerines and Money." Nami said.
"Let's go! Be our navigator."
"I said no." Nami said before getting up. "And you don't get near him." She said to Shana.
"I didn't understand. What's wrong with being a pirate?" Shana asked. This confused Nami.
"Yeah. What's the matter?" Luffy seemed to agree.
Nami then crouched down next to Shana. "Yes, there is a problem! Pirates are the sin of this world. They destroy, steal other people's treasure. And kill anyone who hears of defying them."
"Hey, that's not true." Luffy said. "Pirates are cool."
"You are a very bad liar!" Nami then decided to leave this scene, tired of it all.
"?" Luffy went back to eating normally. Meanwhile, Shana started watching him. She didn't see how people like him could be bad.
'I see a difference, in perspective. Maybe this is my chance.' Shana thought.
"Hey you." Shana called with her arms crossed.
"Huh?"
"I have a question for you." Shana got to the point. "What do you think a pirate means?"
"Oh! That's easy!" Luffy's grin widened. "Freedom!
"Huh?" Shana looked interested. She raised an eyebrow.
"Being a pirate means you're free to do whatever you want! Go wherever you please! It means that you are your own person!" Luffy took off his hat and stared down at it as he continued, "That's what being a pirate means!"
He looked up at Shana and saw her expression soften. He noticed that her face was a bit pale. "I...I...See..." It seems she never thought of it that way before.
Her face also slightly became paler before returning to normal. Shana smiled. That's the first time he's seen her smile.
"So...what's the reason for you to become a pirate, Pirate King?" Shana tried to change the subject. Luffy looked happy.
"Shishishi! That's easy too!" Luffy then continued. "I swore to a man that I would become a pirate and build an amazing crew, to find the One Piece. This straw hat is proof!"
Luffy then put his hat on his head proudly. "Even if I die trying to achieve it. that's fine too."
Shana got silenced again. She had expected Luffy to talk a lot but not for so much information. Her mind wandered.
"He seems like the type to laugh in the face of death, and face it fearlessly." Alastor glowed.
"He's like Yuji but. More exaggerated."
'I get it...' Shana thought. Her mind was like a closet. Full of clothes. Clothes to wear. However, some dirty and few clean. There were a lot of dirty ones and the few clean clothes were hidden in the middle. Her mind was like that. Shana seemed on a train of thought, looking for the right outfit to wear and say. But she seemed to have already found the perfect shirt for the perfect pants. "Live freely. Go wherever you want, and meet special people. Achieve your dreams without fear of danger...'
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Luffy seemed to be back to eating.
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'The answer is so obvious. That... is a pirate.' Shana thought.
"Let's go outside for a moment. Brainstorming is needed." Alastor glowed.
"OK." Shana said. She then got up. "I'm going out for a bit." She said. Luffy didn't seem to pay attention as he was eating. Shana seeing this simply decides to leave.
And at the same time, Nami's voice is heard as she returns to the kitchen. "Okay, maybe I could consider becoming a pirate with some conditions." She begins.
"Huh?" Luffy turned. "Oh. Its you again. What is it? I'll do anything!"
"Okay. I want you to come see Buggy the Clown with me. " Nami explained."But..."
In a split second, Luffy is seen tied in ropes. "You have to go like this."
"Why am I tied up?" he asks casually.
"It's just strings. Is there a problem?"
"Hmmm..." Luffy thought before smiling. "No! I've been wanting to see other pirates anyway. Let's go!" Luffy started walking alone.
"Hey wait!" Nami tried to keep up. However, in this result she noticed the absence of Shana. "Hey. Where did that little girl go?"
"Oh! She said she was going for a walk." Luffy replied which made Nami intense.
"W-What do you mean!? Why didn't she stay here?! There are pirates out there!" Nami said.
OUT OF THE HOUSE.
Shana was taking a walk around the house, just thinking along with Alastor.
"When I came here I noticed many anomalies that don't compare to the normal world. People who eat fruits from hell or the crimson world. A different world map with routes I've never heard of. And almost everywhere is covered with water." Shana playbacked.
"Yes, yes. It's a redundant and illogical conclusion, plus it's impossible for any place to be like that. I'm left with the conclusion that."
"That creature sent us to another world." Shana submitted to Alastor. "It's very possible. The differences are too great. If this is our world yet. It wouldn't make sense for me never to hear about 'devil's fruit'."
"I still have my doubts. All about that creature with an immense amount of existence power. We'll have to find more information about the individual." Alastor glowed. "But I'm not sure we'll get satisfactory answers."
"I'm still homestruck. What was that, if not a Denizens or a flame haze?" Shana continued.
" i've met countless beings that universal power and a menacing approach. but this gray of black it emitted I know not. We don't know its origins or why it sent us here. All we can do is theorize."
"This was a strange occurrence indeed... I wonder if it has something to do with the world I once knew?"
"Well. it must have sent us here as a mean of distraction. But no matter what world I'm in, my goal as a Flame haze remains the same. Whatever it may be, I'll fight it again."
"I wonder why he choose this realm? Well, it doesn't matter now I suppose. What matters is how do we get out."
""Let's see. when a world happens to be flooded in water everywhere. And my powers have weakened without Yuji by my side." Shana begin's to think.
"You're thinking about that human youth, Shana? I've noticed you augmented a supply of interest on him."
Shana closed her eyes. "Yes. I don't know which exactly. His will. His optimism. He just reminds me of."
"That mystes. I presume."
Shana paused for a moment. She started to think. 'Stopping to think, this place is nothing different from mine. Devil fruits are lords. By eating them you make a pact, and gain their corresponding abilities. None of these users are human. They are the same as me. Where did they come from, if the crimsom world doesn't exist here? I don't know another world that exists. I am destined to fight this.' Shana thought. 'More when the whole place is deserted in water. I can't lock myself in here.'
The flame-haired hunter then opens her eyes and decides to go back to the house. 'I wonder if he would accept a Flame haze. It doesn't seem to be difficult to convince him.'
In the middle of it then. Shana heard something that completely blurred her vision. She turned around only to see 3 generic Buggy pirates, who appeared to be looking for the Grand line chart.
The two men were wearing red shirts while the third guy wore blue didn't even notice Shana. Shana was shocked by the lack of reaction. After all, it was hard for her to believe that anyone in this island could be that oblivious.
"Are they blind?" Shana wondered snidely.
"Hi! I heard something!" One of the pirates said. "It sounded like someone's voice."
"A female voice!"
"Must be that girl then. Hurry!" The pirates then started looking around and saw Shana in front of them. Instantly, they approached her.
"Oh no! It's just a child!"
"Well, maybe she knows something about her."
"True! It doesn't hurt to ask. Hey you!" One of the pirates drew a sword. "Did you happen to see a thief with orange hair running around these parts?"
"That's it! We're after her. Answer what you know!"
Shana didn't seem to feel threatened or scared. "Yes, I saw."
"Oh yeah! Which direction did she go?"
"What happens if I don't respond?"
"Grrr. for a little girl you have a lot of guts to talk back to pirates like us like that. Let's give her a demonstration of what happens if you don't comply!" A pirate rest of the crew followed suit. The remaining pirates took positions.
Shana stared at them, her eyes not moving away from the swords."You're a really annoying girl aren't you?" one of the pirates asked."You shouldn't talk to superiors like that." Another one added.
"Huh?" The pirates then belong Shana began to walk away.
"Later. I don't like pointless fights." Shana said without looking back which piqued the pirates' fury.
"GRRR!" One of the pirates runs towards Shana. "I'LL SLICE YOU IN HALF!"
The girl looking back simply picked up something from her yogasa, which was the nietono no Shana and twirled with it before bending down.
The result...
Splash*
"AHHHHH!" A large scar appears on the pirate's chest. He screams in pain as blood oozes from there. The pirate then fell silent before falling to the ground unconscious.
The other three pirates stared at her stunned, confused and afraid ."What... happened?!" co" that was a sudden change of event.
Shana looked at the wound for a few seconds before sighing and standing straight.
Before they could do anything. Her hair started to turn red like it was on fire.
Pirates began to shiver in fear. When Shana's hair turned red they screamed. reached the point of falling to the ground.
"Wha... what is this?"One man said trying to comprehend.
Shana stood still, looking calmly at the pirates that began to tremble."Who...are you!?" Another pirate stutters.
"Don't tell me you ate a Devil Fruit like Captain Buggy!"
Shana decided not to answer. Something a little out of character.
"No! That girl is the devil himself! Let's get out of here, forget the map! Let's retire and become normal bandits!"
"That's right, good idea!" the pirates then left their weapons and ran away aimlessly. Shana's hair then began to return to normal. Which was the black one.
Shana began to walk away from the pirates. Not caring much.
And with it. She begins to see two figures heading in a specific direction. Shana stops and looks at them more deeply. She sees that one of the figures has short hair and the other has a straw hat.
After looking at this, she then turns around and continues on her way to the house.
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Just kidding, she eventually recognized the straw hat and the short hair, knowing who those belonged to. Shana off course decided to follow them, casually. Until notifying something more. The straw hat rubber boy was tied in ropes and could only move his legs.
The straw hat was being dragged along and the two had stopped to face a building. This house was the same size as the others.
"We're there. Well, almost." Nami announced. "If i'm right, which of course i'am Buggy's hideout is right here."
"Is he in this house over there?" Luffy asked.
"Sure. It's been a while so you can say it's his territory."
"Ah, I get it. If you can join me? So, the only thing I have to do is climb that house." "Ah, I get it. can you untie me? So, the only thing I have to do is climb that house."
"No, you can't because..." Nami tried to look for an excuse. "It just stays that way, which is important."
"Ok. If you say so..." Luffy said before starting to walk with Nami again. "Ok. If you say so..." Luffy said before starting to walk with Nami again.
Shana, who was watching from afar, realized that Luffy was in danger. 'Does this idiot have any idea that he's being tricked?' Shana thought. 'Who would ask someone to go somewhere tied up? i barely, left for a moment and he's already in danger. That pirate 'Buggy' will kill him if I don't do something. And this thief will only gain from it.'
Shana decided to jump out of a house. She does this to see the group better.
"You can either face this 'Buggy' yourself, or you can free the Straw Hat human." Alastor glowed.
Shana nodded respectfully. "I've made up my mind, Alastor." Shana then prepares to jump.
First her sword starts to catch fire, and along with that. "HIEN!" Shana backstepped before throwing tip-shaped projectile made of fire that intentionally hit the floor next to Nami and Luffy.
"AKT!"
"Woah!"
The impact made her stumble.
"WW-WHAT!?" "WW-WHAT!?"
Nami turned around and saw a girl with bright red hair pointing her sword towards her head.
TO BE CONTINUED.
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Chapter 3: 'I have no morals?! Luffy's rescue!'
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"Who are you?" Luffy asked what caused Nami and Shana to fall to the ground in comical shock.
"ARE YOU KIDDING!? I'M SHANA, YOU ASSHOLE!" Shana yelled while flapping her arms around and pointing to herself.
"Ah... What a coincidence, I also met someone named Shana a few minutes ago." Luffy replied simply which made Shana even more surprised.
'How does he not know? Does he see any difference in that?' Nami thought dumbfounded.
"What the heck, I have a better idea." Shana then backed out a bit and her hair started to go back to its normal color. "Now, do you recognize me?" she asked in frustration.
"Wow, you and that girl from earlier, how amazing how did you do that!" Luffy said impressed and with eyes like stars.
"So, you're not normal either..." Nami concluded. "Ate a fire akuma no mi without knowing what it was?"
"Yes, w-I mean no... Shut Up, Shut Up, Shut Up! You wouldn't believe it. M-More anyway." Shana returned to the main subject, pretending not to lose her seriousness. "I came here to save this guy's life."
"Save me? But I'm fine." Luffy responds.
"Idiot, don't you realize you're being diluted into a trap!?" Shana replied.
"Ha!? A trap!?" Luffy got a little wary of that.
'Jeez, now it's done... but wait a bit.' Nami thought. She had a plan.
Nami approached Shana. "I think you've got this all wrong...Actually. I was just-"
"I already told you it's useless to lie to me now. I know what you-! MNHTNMNHHJMNHHNMHEMJYG"
Shana was about to say until Nami covered her mouth. The flame haze started to release a tandrum with her arms to free herself. Nami then forced a smile and looked back at Luffy.
"Ha-Ha! Listen, I'm going to talk to her real quick and I'll be right back. Don't move, okay?" Nami asked. Luffy nodded.
"OK."
The two then start to go to a corner of one of the houses. Meanwhile Luffy was sitting there with a silly face.
He then looked up.
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"It wouldn't be a problem if I went there alone, right? I don't think so." Luffy said.
IN AN ALLEY.
After getting where he wanted to go, he let go of Shana's mouth who instantly turned to her.
"Bloody hell, you won't get away with this." Shana said hotly.
"Listen, that was my plan. I'm going to take that guy to Captain Buggy, as a way to convince him to let me in his gang. Then I'm going to steal something inside and then I'm going to leave with that 's nothing to worry about. You can even come with me if you want." Nami explained.
"...I do not trust you." Shana said before pointing Nietono no Shana closer to her.
"What?!" Nami was surprised by the sword.
"Do you really think I'm a stupid little girl? I remember very well that you don't like pirates. You're just going to leave him to die and then get out."
"What kind of person do you think I am? I might not like pirates, but doing something like that would just make me no different from them."
"Then why don't you take him to fight that Buggy guy while you rob him."
"He's going to die! Buggy is a very dangerous pirate. Not even that guy would win."
"I think otherwise." Shana turned around. "If you touch that guy I'll have to kill you."
"I don't understand. Where did this protectiveness come from?" Nami asked.
"I don't know what pirates did to you. Maybe that Buggy is the same. However. Even with little limitations. While you automatically judged him. I explored further." Shana turned around. "I saw another individual. A mature person with ambitions. Someone... who can take me out of here. And take me home."
Nami was surprised by the seriousness and maturity of what appeared to be a small girl. "What do you mean? You fell for it? Don't you see that this is history? Because you're taking the words of a-" Before Nami could finish Shana simply said coldly.
"Shut your mouth." Nami was taken back by this. "You remind me of the me from a few weeks ago and it pisses me off. Who do you think you are? The Reaper? should have been able to go out into the world and meet 20, 40, even a thousand people of a certain class, and it still makes no sense to deduce that they all have the same character. Are you really childish enough to ignore such a law as common sense?! No, don't answer that. The truth is that there are a big bunch of self absorbed fools with a lot of money. but I'm telling you. There's a limit to everything. People are always different. Do you know what those who don't follow these rules are called? Those with no morals. Just like how the anger of a certain subjective or individual can cause one's most fierceful inner beast reflection to be unleashed"
Nami was shocked after hearing that. She has never heard anyone talk like that.
"Anyway. I'm tired of this subject." Shana then turned around and started to walk away. "Now I'm going to release him. If you're really smart, you won't try that again. Otherwise, I won't show mercy. I also hope that you reflect on my words. The choice is yours..."
In your last words. Shana's shadow began to fade.
Nami just stood there, not saying anything.
THE ROOF.
"Hey, does anyone know where Buggy is?" Luffy asked. He was still tied up. But now he was on the rooftops. Sitting across from a man in clown makeup around several men. This guy looked dangerous, but Luffy didn't seem worried.
"Y-You brat! How dare you come in front of me and not know me?!" the clown man who looked like Buggy asked. He was confused and furious that someone didn't know who he was.
"Why would I know who you are? I want to know about Buggy." Luffy answered simply.
"I AM BUGGY YOU FLASHLY IDIOT SIMPLETON!" Buggy barked with a comical angry face.
"Ah... Its you?" Luffy tilted his head and said as if he was a little disappointed. "But you're just a weird guy with a big red nose."
Buggy's anger had risen at the first insult. More in the second. In the circle pirate's mind, Luffy had crossed the line.
"WHO ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT THAT HAS A BIG NOSE!?" He screamed. "WHAT'S THE PROBLEM WITH MY NOSE?!"
The pirates around Buggy then began to shiver with fear in empathy.
"Not this one..."
"You idiot, what were you doing?!"
"You unleashed Buggy's fury."
"He didn't even turn on purpose! Look at the purity in his eyes! You big asshole!"
Luffy started to tilt his head more to look at the other pirates. He still didn't look worried. Not even when Buggy approached.
"Listen, dwarf. Is there something wrong with my nose?!" Buggy stood very close to Luffy's face and spoke rhetorically.
"Yes."
"Is he red?"
"Yes."
"He's big, isn't he?"
"Yeah."
"Is he round?"
"Yes."
"DON'T ANSWER THESE QUESTIONS, STRAW HAT!" Buggy growled.
"Then why did you ask me? Are you stupid?"
"THAT WOULD BE YOU, YOU BRAT!"
"Please stop! We're saying this sympathetically! Your death will be less painful if you apologize!" One of the pirates said.
"Why, you..." Buggy pulled away and his face darkened. Luffy still wasn't worried.
"C-Captain Buggy. Don't tell me you're going to use your Devil Fruit on him..."
"No...I'll do worse." Buggy said with his face still black. "That individual deserves worse..."
The pirates then started to get scared. "D-Don't tell me that..."
"PREPARE THE BUGGY BALLS! AND LOCK HIM IN A CAGE!" Buggy looked up and ordered.
IN THE STREETS.
Shana was seen walking the streets after a short argument.
She seemed to have trapped her own emotions.
A small memory flashes on her eyes.
"Come again!?" Said as a boy in shock as he was on the ground.
"Are you deaf? I said that I will use him to repair this room." Shana said as she pointed to another boy (with glasses) on the ground who appeared to be frozen in time. "I must restore the areas to its normal selfs as part of me job. In this case, I need the existence within his body."
The other boy (Yuji) was shocked by this. "But..."
"Unless you are willing to sacrifice your self for him." Shana said taking Yuji back a bit. He thought thoughtful.
"M-Me...? I could do it...?" he asked.
"Of course. You are no different from him after all."
'He's not gonna do it. There's no way he's going to do it. He's just like any other Torch. They're desperate to hold on to what little existence they have left.' Shana thought.
"I-In that case." Yuji started bravely. "I'll do it! You can use me if its means, He'll be fine!"
Shana appeared taken back and very shook by this Answear. 'What?!' Neverthenless, She still shook her head and accepted this. "Very well."
END OF FLASHBACK.
Shana continued to walk even when the memory was playing.
'To think I used to think that way... That woman is completely irrational.' Shana thought.
"Shana. I have failed to not notice your apathetic mood." Alastor glowed.
"Yeah..." Shana sighed. "That woman. She's just... I can't find the word. I fell nothing from her at all. It's frustrating, that other's can think that way. So much so that it irritates me."
"Perhaps because you don't understand their motives?" Alastor suggested.
"Perhaps... their luck was not an assertive one. And the universe not smiling upon them."
"Maybe..." Shana sighed. "All the other torch i've met before Yuji were selfish and self-centered... Maybe i shouldn't judge her that hard."
Shana then took something out of her pocket. "But I don't want to think about that right now..." Shana had pulled out a wrapped Melon pan. She unpacked the food and threw it on the floor.
"So there's something I want to know about right now." Shana said before taking a bite of bread. The girl's face was now full of happiness and joy.
While walking. Shana had arrived at the point where she had found Nami and Luffy. But there was a catch...
Luffy wasn't there.
Shana instantly spat part of the Melon pan out comically as a result.
"WHAT?! You got to be kidding me! He's gone!" Shana looked around.
"As i've suspected. That boy does seemed to be the reckless type when i first say it." Alastor glowed.
"The roof." Shana gasped upon realization.
She then looked up.
"I hear a noise...terribly loud from above." Alastor commented.
"They must have already caught him!" Shana supposed.
"Better go before our time runs out."
Shana prepared to jump. "Grrr... I can't believe i'm gonna be with a guy with the brain of a 4 year old for who knows how long." Shana said frustratedly before taking a high jump where she reached the top of the roof.
IN THE ROOFS.
Luffy was now sitting inside a cage with a giant cannon pointed at him. Luffy looked a little more tense about it.
One of the clown pirate's men was seen carrying a huge red ball with a skull emblazoned on the front. This man was approaching the cannon.
Luffy meanwhile was busy trying to get out of the ropes around his body. He was all stretched out now.
"C'mon, C'mon!"
But unsuccessful. That just made him fall with his head on the ground.
"Damn it!" Luffy said.
"Hey..." A female voice called.
"Huh?" Luffy turned his head back. Where he saw a small part of Shana's head.
"Oh, It's you!" Luffy said simply.
"Shut up! If you want to leave, it's better not to alert anyone." She whispered and warned. "In a little while I'll take care of these bidding's. I just have to wait for the moment. What I ask for is that you don't say anything."
"..." Luffy got a cookie face and didn't say anything.
"All set, sir."
"Light it." Buggy simply said.
One of the men then went to the cannon and nodded. The man next to the others walked away and covered his ears.
"Too bad I won't be able to see your corpse freshly dropped on the ground. HA-HA-HA-HA-HA!" Buggy started laughing maniacally ignoring the fact that Luffy was less tense than before.
The men watched eerily as the cannon fire neared the end.
It was a long moment. And when fire was almost coming.
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"Eh!?" The pirates got confused.
"Huh?!" Buggy stopped laughing and was confused. "What happened? I should have heard a BOOM by now!"
"Never in the history of the world would a cannon take so long to fire." A random pirate commented.
Buggy then pointed at a random pirate. (With party hat on head) "You there look what happened!"
The pirate then automatically went to where the cannon was and looked at its status. There he saw what had happened. The spark was gone.
A group of pirates were discussing the matter.
"Sir! Find out the problem." the other pirates moved closer to listen. "The spark has gone out."
"WHAT!?" Buggy screamed in shock. " is this a joke!?"
"No! He's right sir! The spark really went out!"
"But how?!" Buggy was confused.
"You see..." A pirate with glasses and an 'intellectual' expression came out of the shadows and approached the cannon slowly with his arms behind his back.
"The boy is still in the cage. And no one has come. The wind also seems too reasonable to be the culprit." An intellectual pirate said.
"What are you trying to say?" A random pirate asked.
"Simple... If my calculations are correct... the culprit of this operation is none other than..." He then points to the pirate with the matches.
"Who lit the stove."
"What. I!?" The pirate immediately got a nervous expression.
"So, it's his fault!?"
"Did you happen to step on rubbish? Bullock didn't do anything wrong, you N!"
"Bullock... But that doesn't make sense... How could it have been his fault?" The pirates protested.
"Calm down. I'm not done yet..." The 'intellectual' pirate said. "I have good evidence that suggested I make that assumption."
"I'm all to ears." Buggy gave permission.
"Thank you Captain Buggy. It's quite simple. Look at Bullock's hand." The pirate grabbed Bullock's arm.
"Hand? What does Bullock's hand have to do with it?"
"Look at the way he's holding the matches... His hand is closed..." He pointed. "It may sound silly, but I believe this is an outrage! This is not the ultimate way to hold matches. Everyone knows that to light a cannon, you need to hold the objects with two fingers just like a finger food! Otherwise the bellies of the hand will become too close to the fire and it will go out! "
"WHAAAAAT!?" Buggy and All the other pirates then screamed in surprise.
"WHAT THE SHIT LOGIC IS THIS!?"
"Science my dear boy. Science." He said in a sassy tone as he adjusted the glasses he didn't have. "What point i' trying to reach i'm sure you're wondering. And its not too complicated to really understand. Bullock is a fake! He is a bogus member of the Buggy Pirates, who has not been trained in the mystical arts of cannon lighters. He doesn't understand the beauty of matches... You disgust me!"
"Wh-What?! What if I don't know anything about matches anyway?! Who cares!" Bullock defended himself.
"No shame! This Mock-up just admitted he doesn't know anything about matches! What kind of Pirate are you!?" The intellectual pirate got into character and said exaggeratedly. Because of that. It didn't take long for some pirates to take their side.
"Shame!"
"You disgrace!"
"You are a walking spit on the Buggy Pirates brand!"
"Good to know I never liked that guy!"
'...T-These ninny-hammers are really more morony than I thought' Shana thought with a drop of sweat on her face and her mouth open. Quite out of character by the way.
"HAHA HA! What a bunch of Muggles!" Luffy was having the time of his life. He cracked the beak of laughter.
"Why is everyone against me!?" Bullock noticed that some pirates were circling around him. "Captain Buggy, you don't take that goof's word for it, do you? You know very well that I owe you my life for you. I am eternally loyal to Buggy's pirate code. Even if what he says is true, that does not mean that I am a fake! Please I ask you to believe me." Bullock knelt down to the sea clown. Buggy stared at him with a strained expression. Bullock looked so nervous he might have mused at any minute. The Intellectual Pirate had a very arrogant expression. The other pirates were just irritated. The thing got tense. The groups stared at each other for a long time.
...
"I'll be quite frank, I didn't really know what to think so I had an freshly idea." Buggy said honestly.
"Huh?" The intellectual pirate was confused.
"Turn the Cannon back on. But like the first time. If it works, you'll be forgiven and Hamley will join the boy for lying. If not... You'll be on the boy's side!" Buggy planned with a big smile.
"Yes sir! I'm coming sir!" Bullock said nervously before heading towards the cannon with matches in hand. All the pirates including Hamley who had returned to his natural posture began to watch Bullock.
'I'll make it... I'll show them that this is all bullshit...' Bullock said in his mind before lighting the cannon's stove. The spark slowly started to make its way.
...
'It's coming to an end. Yes!' Bullock drew a smile on his own face after seeing that the spark was almost over. That's when something strange had happened.
"Huh?" The spark stopped stirring. Bullock was confused by this. He moved a little closer. However, that might not have been a good idea. Because suddenly the spark started to increase in size until...
BOOOOOOOOM* It exploded hard in Bullock's face.
"GAAAAAAAAAH!" Bullock's face was slightly charred before he staggered backwards. Bullock then fell unconscious to the ground next to the foot of most pirates who appeared to be shocked.
"WHAT!?"
"What the hell happened!?"
"Something exploded in his face!"
'How it is? That wasn't in my calculations!' Hamley thought with a shocked expression.
"What is the meaning of this?!" Buggy said in frustration.
That's when in the blink of an eye something jumped and landed in front of the pirates. None other than Shana herself (Continuing with the Red Hair).
"Eh?" Buggy was slighly taken back but still had a grain of interest in his face.
The extra pirates also tensed. "Who is she?"
Shana then approached. After a while she stops and points forward with the Nietono no Shana. "You are Buggy?"
Buggy then got up. "...That would be me..." He then looked into the eyes of the crimson haired hunter.
'Is this some kind of joke...?!' Shana thought unorthodoxly. 'The pirate who scared everyone here wears clown makeup?'
"Do not underestimate him, Shana." Alastor warned.
"What do you want with Buggy? By any chance... You're a bounty hunter after my head...?" Buggy approached.
"..." Shana didn't say anything.
"I am under no obligation to answer any of these questions. What I'm going to say though, is that I came here to defeat you."
"Don't play with danger, brat! I was a little confused at first but after seeing your hair... The answer I freshly wanted appeared in front of me... The spark that had gone out and the explosion... It was everything you weren't...? Are you and the boy in the straw hat on the same team?"
Hamlet had a nervous face after the truth was discovered. Bullock rubbed a hand over his face in relief.
"..." Shana was quiet again.
"Are you by any chance... a devil fruit user?"
"I don't know. How about you find out yourself?" Shana smirked and answered back.
"Why, you..." Buggy said with a frown. "Freshly slice the brat in half!"
Buggy commanded causing the group of pirates to pull guns out of their pockets. Knives, Swords, Firearms, and etc.
Shana simply started backing up a little to better position herself. She then looked back to where Luffy was.
"Hey. I just want to leave it in your head, that I have something to ask you." Shana replied. Luffy looked confused.
"Huh? Me? Okay."
Shana then looked back at the group which had already charged at them.
'Sounds easy enough. This guy is going to put his henchmen on me first. Afterwards, he will come. The Captain most likely has something hidden in that inflated red nose. But these guys are just normal humans.' Shana thought.
BELOW...AGAIN.
"Here, is your boss's hideout, right?" Zoro asked.
"That's right. Captain Buggy loves high places as a hiding place. It gives him a sense of superiority."
"Dear, lord. Now is the hardest part. When we tell him everything, Let's become a practice target!"
"That's right. It might be a good idea if we- Wait, Swordsman, where are you going?"
"Isn't it obvious? I'm going upstairs to get Luffy. Then we'll get out of here." Zoro said as he headed towards one direction. Strangely. The sweatdropped pirates.
"Umm...Swordman Zoro."
"What is it?" He turned.
...
"you're going the wrong way." The pirate said as he pointed to the stairs that were next to him and his friend. A silly sound effect played, as Zoro exchanged the Serious look to an embarrassed Goofy one.
"HAH!? Again!" Zoro ran towards the stairs.
ABOVE...AGAIN.
At this very moment, Shana and Buggy were having a starring contest. The silence remained. Luffy had a normal face.
...
"You know. I'll admit I find it impressive, like a girl as strong as not a bounty on your head." Buggy said.
'Bounty...?' Shana was confused.
"It's a pity too. Killing you would increase my popularity. Although..." Buggy stopped. "Even if you made a mess of it. You've got potential. If you join me, maybe I'll forgive your actions."
"When are you going to shut up?" Shana asked.
"Why, you..." Buggy scowled. "Drop freshly dead on the ground!"
Buggy thrust his knives towards Shana. She just jumped over the Prongs and went for Buggy. One thing that was strange was that Buggy didn't do anything when she got close. Shana didn't seem to mind. She got in front of the Clown and attacked a quick slash that sliced the Clown. He didn't scream or bleed. More parts of his body fell to the 'lifeless' floor.
"EHHHHHH! HE TURNED INTO A LOT OF PARTS!" Luffy yelled in surprise.
"How pathetic. Well I didn't mean to kill him anymore..." Shana went to keep the nietono on Shana until a thought reminded her.
'Right. I didn't see any blood... He didn't scream either.' Shana thought. She then turned around with a defensive stance. At this very moment a noise was heard from behind Shana.
It was two arms with a knife pointed at her back.
A spooky laugh came from the toast.
"What!? What are you laughing at?!" Shana said in anger. She then turned back to the 'Buggy remains' and then decided to do something.
"If I cut out his heart. That will do the trick." Shana pointed the tip of the katana down like a shovel. Without knowing... The arms were going towards her back.
'SHANA! BEHIND YOU!' Alastor raised his voice for the first time.
Shana slowly turned around, but she couldn't do anything.
THRUST!*
The screen turned red for a moment, followed by a sound effect. As if something had squirmed.
"Ah...!...!...gah...!" Shana groaned slowly while making a surprised expression. The knives had gone deep into Shana's chest.
"SHAAAAAAAAAAAAA!" Luffy yelled.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 4: 'A dog and his treasure. Fear the beast tamer, Mohji!'
Chapter Text
"BARA BARA ASSEMBLE!" Buggy's voice came and with that the clown parts began to spin in the air next to each other until they reassembled and depicted Buggy in his normal form again.
"Built it back like a house?! W-What the heck kind of fruit is that?" Shana said weakly.
"I'm glad you asked..." Buggy said. Then with that he caused the upper part of his body to be sliced and floated in the air. "I ate the Bara Bara no mi, the fruit of slice. I'm a chop man! Cut me to pieces, and I still live! HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"It went as I feared..." Alastor glowed.
"Grrrr...! Damn! I let my guard down and fell for that cheap trick." Shana fumed.
"Huh? Chop man? What is this guy, a monster?" Luffy said hypocritically.
"Look who's talking. We're not the least bit different from him, airhead." Shana responded to the Straw Hat as she tried to get up.
"Hmm... Interesting... Even after taking my attack you still manage to get up? You're a tough girl I'll admit that!"
"Go to hell!" Shana fumed.
"Attacking her from behind is a dirty blow, big nose!" Luffy yelled. This angered the pirate clown.
'Idiot, don't act without the thought of being stuck.' Shana thought.
"Who here has the big nose!?" Buggy asked rhetorically. "Die freshly!" He then threw one of his arms with a knife in front towards Luffy.
Shana's eyes widened.
Buggy changed expression after seeing that Luffy had taken the knife in his mouth.
"What!?"
"Hey Buggy... I'm going to kick your ass!" Luffy said full of determination. Buggy's knife and hand then backed out and re-atached his arm.
Buggy then simply laughed out loud. "Kick my Ass, huh? You're a real riot. You know damn well you're both going to die here!"
"Are you sure about that!" A voice said behind buggy. He then turned around confused only to see Shana heading towards him. She jumped and performed a flying kick. "If i can't harm you with blades. I will hit yours instead!"
"BARA BARA EMERGENCY SWITCH!" Buggy's upper body jumped up and Shana ended up going straight through the clown and fell to the ground.
"Trying to take me by surprise, huh?" Buggy said.
Shana got up and tried again.
"Shana, wait!" Alastor warned.
Shana jumped up and tried to mock Buggy. But he dodged again and she fell once more.
Buggy laughed at this. "You stubborn fool! How many times do I have to repeat it to you!?"
"Shut up! Shut up! Shut up!" Shana countered before getting up and running towards him again. More before she could. She felt something grab her around the neck. She then began to float in the air. Shana grabbed her own neck to break free. But it didn't seem to work.
"Shana!" Alastor glowed.
"Shana!" Luffy yells.
"...Ngh." She breathed out, and closed her eyes. Everything started to go blurry.
"Grrr! GOMU GOMU NO-AHH!" Luffy tried to stretch his head back but ended up making the cage fall to the ground, making him see the ground.
"Ngh...Damn it!"
"More luck in your next life! Hahahaha!" Buggy laughed. But at that moment a silhouette appeared behind him. This silhouette took out some kind of baton and hit Buggy in the head with great force.
...
A large bump grew on top of Buggy's head. Along with that, he also had a rather painful and funny expression. At that very moment he also fell face down on the ground supposedly unconscious.
In addition. Shana landed on the floor apparently free of the stranglehold.
Shana spent a long time trying to catch her breath on the ground.
On the other side. After a lot of willpower, Luffy manages to pull the cage back into place. Because of that he was able to see again. Luffy seemed to be happy with who he was seeing in front of him. Because the silhouette was actually...
"Nami!"
"Are you okay?" Nami ducked and went to help the flaming tsundere.
"Haah...Haah...Haah...Hah...Why did you come...? Why did you saved me...?"
"It doesn't matter now! You're hurt! You need medicine as soon as possible!" Nami said.
"Shana. Give her my thanks later." Alastor awning.
"This here is nothing. I'm fine!" Shana said before forcefully getting to her feet.
"Huh?" Before Shana could react, Nami caught her and placed her behind her back. "W-Wait! Let me go!" Shana begin's to swing her arms around like a spoiled brat.
"As if." Nami told her.
"Hey Nami. I went to see Buggy myself and it turned out he was a bad guy." Luffy said to her innocently.
The thief then turned her face towards where Luffy was and changed her expression to a more surly one.
"Now about your case... I won't say anything. You're just lucky to be stuck there." Nami sighs. "Well anyway. What matters now is you guys getting out of here."
"But, why are you-" Shana was going to ask but was interrupted by a chorus of knives that came flying at Nami's back. One of them grazed her.
"Agh!" She groans in pain. She then fails back a bit.
Luffy gasped. "Nami!"
Shana turned and saw the same figure as before. Buggy. With a bump on the head.
" You freshly damned...! You dare attack the great captain Buggy from behind?!" But then Buggy stopped. "Wait a second... your appearance is matching the information I had received from my men. You are the thief who stole my grand line chart!"
"Stole what?" Luffy wonders.
"Agh...!...!" Nami held the sacral part of her arm in pain. She can't say anything.
"For the trouble you caused me before you will die first!" Buggy then literally threw his own legs at Nami and Shana. Nami closed her eyes as Shana was about to jump. But when the legs got closer...
clutch*
They never hit them. Nami was confused. Shana, Luffy and Buggy were the only ones they saw at that moment. Nami had turned around to see what had happened.
A muscular man with green hair had seized the attack with two swords.
Zoro had arrived.
"Oi. What the hell kinda weird power is that? Seriously, who needs to do that to kill two girls?"
"Zoro!" Luffy yelled happily.
Nami then looked at the figure of Zoro who looked at her after pushing Buggy.
"Are you guys okay?"
"Y-Yes...Thanks..." Nami replies awkwardly.
"Who is this man? He seems to be one of Luffy's. I thought I was the first..." Shana said
"His power of existence is astronomical. It is on the same level as the Straw Hat. He seems fully capable of taking care of this fiend. Still, not counting the demonic energy that Luffy had. What kind of power is it? I wonder what exactly he's going to do now."
"Phew, that's good." Luffy spoke. "Hey, Zoro can you get me out of here now."
"What's up with that joke of yours? First that bird, and now the cage? You're always looking for excitement, right?" Zoro turned around and said.
"I know, don't you tell me! Today I've been really crazy until now."
'Did he say Zoro as in, the pirate hunter, Roronoa Zoro? But...How? What is happening?' Nami thought.
Zoro then started heading straight for Luffy's cage until...
"So, you and Roronoa Zoro, am I right?" Buggy started. He looked intrigued. "What do you want here? Did you come after my head?"
"No. You can keep it. I don't care about your bounty. I left the pirate hunter' business." Zoro responds.
"Oh yeah? But I'm interested. You know, if I kill you, my name's popularity will rise all over East Blue even more."
Zoro looked back. "If I did, you would have given more value to my own life and not dared to try. You would die."
"Oh? Is that so? Consider my curiosity fulfilled." Buggy twirled one of his knives.
Zoro just signed. "If words won't convince you..." He then looked at Nami and Shana. "You can jump back if you don't want to get hit by accident."
"What? Do you intend to fight him? You saw what he had done! He has an akuma mo mi, which nullifies sword attacks. Anything you use won't do anything!" Nami argued but just walked forward without looking back.
...
...
"Do you know a swordsman... Who cowers away from a fight?" Zoro asked.
"Huh?" Nami seemed confused. Zoro decided to face the clown. 'I can't understand pirates...'
Zoro then put one of his swords in his mouth while holding two. Shana was perplexed.
"What. He took two swords to hold them and put another one in his mouth. Never in my life have I seen anyone go into battle like that? what type of fighting style is that?" Shana asked.
Zoro and Buggy had started fighting in the background.
"Hey Shana! Light the fire!" Luffy called.
"Huh? Light the what? Who says that!?"
"Understood." Shana said before jumping off Nami's back and heading for the cannon.
"What? Wait, where are you going?" Nami followed.
Shana, despite the cut, still had energy and ran to the cannon. After getting there Shana ducked and slid under the cannon and started to crawl under it with her hands on her. Nami couldn't believe what she was seeing. Shana was trying to change the cannon's position. And slowly was getting there.
'No way! His mate is still fighting! And does she know how much it weighs?' Nami thought.
"GNGN...GHN...ngh...Ghn..." Shana slowly started to stand up. Her sounds getting louder. "AHHHHH!"
With a scream, Shana manages to change the cannon's direction. This is all, before kneeling down.
Nami was taken back a lot by this.
Also, it didn't take long for Zoro to realize what was going on behind him as he fought.
"AHHHHH! THEY TURNED THE CANNON!" Buggy had noticed too. "WAIT A MINUTE, THERE'S STILL A BUGGY BALL INSIDE!"
'They synced all of that?' Nami thought.
Shana then made a gesture with her hands which lit the cannon's stove.
"AHHH! SHE LIGHTED THE CANNON!"
Zoro then just ran towards where the group was while Buggy has a panic attack.
Luffy made an excited face.
Everyone except Luffy started covering their ears.
"WAIT, LET'S OVERLOOK THIS, LET'S BE FRIENDS DON'T DO IT! NO! STOP! STOP! NO! NO! NAAAAAAAAAAAAA!"
BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
[Insert Shana eyecatcher here]
Another flag burns...
Afterwards, the small explosion in Buggy's hiding place (Pun not intended). The fate of our protagonists had changed. Zoro was seen carrying Luffy's cage. He was needing to make a little effort to achieve this but he had no problem with it. "You don't have to, you know. I can walk." The fiery hair girl said. She had returned to Nami's shoulders.
"No way. You're injured, you can't walk in that condition."
"Looks like I'm back to square one..." She sighs mentally.
"Luffy, who are they?" Zoro remembered to ask.
"They're our navigator and swordsman."
"The saying is swordwoman for female. Not one for just anyone, idiot." He corrected. "Even so. That's interesting." Zoro then started down the stairs.
"Hey. Take me to them." Shana asked.
"Huh?"
"I made that very clear when I discussed it with you." Shana said. "Oh, you know what, I don't have the patience for that."
Shana jumped off Nami's back and went down the stairs, somehow even with two wounds she managed to get down without any problems. Still, it went very slowly.
"What a thick head..." Nami frowned.
?.
Passing through the streets looking for something, he was an ominous figure. She had huge hair that definitely belonged on a woman. but this figure also strangely... had a huge beard under his chin. His presence brought a question to the air. And a woman or a man?
?.
Anyway... We go back to where the main pirates, Luffy and Zoro are. Zoro decided to leave Luffy halfway.
"Great. Where's the damn boat? And this place is a labyrinth." Zoro complained.
"Huh? The boat is in the water, right?"
"That I know. Only... you can't see anything from here... the view is blocked with those houses around. I'm going to have to climb into one to find the boat."
"You don't know where the boat is... Zoro, stop being stupid." Luffy answered honestly.
"Screw you! Look who's talking!" Zoro snapped.
"Huh?" Luffy looked confused. "Anyway, we can't leave yet. We have to wait for our mates."
"...Luffy, I'll be very frank with you. I don't know about that girl with the red head, plus the redhead... She doesn't seem to want to have any involvement with us."
Luffy paused. "Well, she said she didn't like pirates anymore... She said that if I went to see the buggy tied up she would change her mind. So it's not a problem..."
Luffy said innocently. Zoro simply she looked at him with a disappointing but not surprised look.
"The guy who just called me an idiot, and then released a sentence like that? What did I do to deserve this?" He sweatdropped.
Then, dune footsteps were heard. The two turn to the source of the sound. It was Shana who was walking towards.
"That girl again." Zoro said.
"Shana!" Luffy yelled happily.
"Wh...h." Before she could say anything, she realized that she was about to collapse on her face but before that happens, she decided to hide it and sit on the floor next to them instead.
Zoro had noticed the bloody mark on her body parts. She had come to them without any help.
"Before you ask anything to me. I'm fine." Shana said suddenly.
"No one's being bothered to ask that." Zoro replied. "Even when I got to that house I realized there was a lot of pirates on the floor. That red-haired girl didn't look like much of a fighter so I'm assuming that's you."
"Yes, I did. Pretty obvious answer, no."
"I meant it. I'll admit I wasn't quite sure how to react when my steak-head captain's told me to have a child join us. But I can see now that you have potential."
"Thanks. But I got there already. By the way, I'm not a kid. Shut up."
Shana then looked at Luffy. "You didn't tell me you already had a member. Is there a reason?"
"No and nothing. I just really forgot." Luffy replied and smiled.
"Great. On top of that I have to deal with this too?" Shana facepalmed.
"Sailing besides these two will be an unrepeated experience if i say so myself." Alastor spoke.
"Hey, Zoro this one and Shana. Our new companion!" Luffy announced.
"Hi." The two sword users said at the same time.
"Where are you going now?"
"Well, we were looking for the boat while Nami didn't come here, but Zoro is stupid and didn't find the sea."
"I already told you it's not my fault." Zoro frowned.
"Oh, okay. Wait are you telling me that you failed to find the sea in a place such as this." Shana asked. "You really ARE an idiot."
"Shishishi, I didn't say."
"SHUT UP, YOU TWO!" Zoro barked.
Luffy simply laughed.
Shana chuckled. One of the few times she smiled. "Anyway. There are a few other things I'd like to talk about or ask. But now the biggest thing right now is... What is that."
Shana pointed to something behind the two. They looked back and found something strange. A stoic white dog sitting seriously. He didn't move a muscle.
"A dog like that and we didn't realize that." Zoro commented.
Shana glared at him. "What is his deal?"
"Let's pet him." Luffy started moving his cage on his own to the wooden floor where the canine was. Even after getting this close, the dog refused to budge.
"It looks dead." Shana said.
"It would do no good to pet the animal." Alastor adviced.
"Why?" Shana asked.
"I have seen a position such as this before with similar creatures in the crimson world. My mind may deceive me but this is most likely a guardian."
"A guardian? What else would a dog want to protect?" Shana was confused. But not for long as the confusion turned to surprise when a loud sound was heard along with a little... despair.
CHOMP*
"AHHHHHH! OW! OW! OW! FUCKIN' GRUMPY DOG! GET OUT OF MY FACE YOU IDIOT ! OW! SOMEONE HELP ME HERE!"
Zoro was perplexed by the scene. The dog was having a 'fight' with the animal.
"YOU MORON! YOU DON'T HAVE THE TAMING SKILLS TO PET ANY ANIMAL YOU SEE!" Shana and Zoro snapped.
"Does he even realize the situation we are currently in!?" Alastor glowed.
"Huh? What's going on here." A female voice said. All of a sudden, Nami appeared on the scene and witnessed what happened.
"WHERE DID YOU COME FROM!?" Shana and Zoro screamed.
"Jezz, can you minimize it? Can't you see your partner is being attacked by a dog?" Nami pulled Zoro back. (Because Shana is very small lol)
'How is that girl so full of energy after taking two stab wounds?' Nami thought. 'Anyway...'
"Heya, navigator." Luffy stopped the 'fight'.
"Anyway. While you guys were playing pirates in Buggy's hideout, I managed to steal a few things from him. And one of them was something quite uninteresting to me but will probably help you. Since you helped me that much I can repay." Nami then threw a key on the ground.
"A key! Did you bring it for me?" Luffy asked.
"But don't get me wrong. I just didn't mean to wind up owing you." Nami made it clear.
Zoro simply smirked at this.
Shana however didn't look very convinced. "Why did you put it on the floor instead of handing it to him."
"Does it matter? It's close enough to him, so no problem." Nami replied.
"...If you say." Shana rolled her eyes back to Luffy.
"Thanks! I'm saved!" Luffy said before he yanked his right arm to catch the key. However, just in time the dog eats the key so he can't get out and then swallows it.
...
Everyone made faces shocked at what had happened. (Except for Luffy)
"Stupid dog! Stupid dog!" In the next frame, Luffy is immediately seen choking the life out of the dog. "That's not food! Give it back, give it back, give it back!"
"What a waste of precious time..." Alastor glowed.
"Its close enough to him…? Got it. I'll think about it the next time I want to feed a support object to a beast." Shana turned to Nami and spoke sarcastically.
"Well, maybe part of this is my fault, but do I have any guilt for the dog having a bandana against him?" Nami defended himself.
"Hey you! What do you think you hope to gain from bullying Chouchou, young people!?" a new voice called.
A new person appeared on the scene. It was a middle-aged man with glasses, dressed quite unusually.
"Chouchou?" Luffy and the dog stopped.
"Who is he?" Shana wondered. "Why does he dress himself as a warrior?"
"Beats me." Zoro commented.
"I am the mayor of this town! Who are you?!" The man announces. Until he notices something. "Huh? My goodness, what a horrible wound! Who could have done something like that? This is very clearly Buggy's doing!" The man referred to Shana's wound.
"Who? Me?" She turned.
"Yes, young lady yourself. You need medicine, immediately!"
Shana then simply stood still for a while. Before she closes her eyes and says. "Thank you for your concern sir. But as you can see I'm in full capacity."
2 minutes later.
"LET ME GO, LET ME GO! STOP! I ALREADY SAID I'M FINE, OLD MAN!" Shana waving her arms all over the place was now seen being carried by the mayor on the back and being guided somewhere.
"That won't do. What kind of mayor would I be if I allowed a little girl to stay hurt in public? I insist!"
"I DON'T CARE ABOUT ANY OF THAT, NOW LET ME GO!" The huntress continues to hyperinteract like a spoiled child.
"Stubbornness has its limits. And even I know that." Nami sweatdropped.
1 minute later.
The mayor was seen leaving a house and heading towards where the Straw Hats were.
"How is she?" Luffy asked.
"It's really nothing serious. A cast was enough. But I had to use something inside to make her fall asleep, because the girl wouldn't stay still." the man said.
At the house then, Shana was seen unconscious on the floor and without the alastor pendant around her neck.
Outside.
Chouchou listened to himself. Still unmoved. Nami then came over and stroked his head.
"So, this dog's name is Chouchou?" She asks.
"Oh, old man. Why is that dog always standing still?" Luffy asks.
"He's protecting this establishment." The man responds bluntly.
"Protecting?" Nami wonders until she looks back. "True! It's a pet shop!"
"Yes. This place belonged to an old friend of mine." The man says before entering the store. After a few minutes he returns with a plate full of dog treats. "Here it is." He places it in front of Chouchou who eats it without complaint. "So I'm here to take care of him for you."
"Taking care of him?" Nami asks in intrigue.
"That."
"But where's the boy then?"
"He died three months ago of an illness." The mayor said before closing the pet shop doors.
"He died? Wait don't tell me he's been here all this time waiting for his master."
"That's not what it looks like." Zoro commented before looking at Chouchou. "I can see it in his eyes."
"And you would be right young man." The mayor agreed. "Chouchou is a one-of-a-kind boy. He is very smart, and he knows very well that his master won't come back."
"Then why does he continue to protect the place?" Nami asks.
"I believe that's why this is a holy place in Chouchou's eyes. A treasure if you will." The mayor says before smoking a cigar. "And a memento from his dog-loving master."
"I've tried coaxing him away, but even if I push him or punch him he refuses to leave."
Chouchou simply heard again for himself. Luffy seemed to be very quiet. His eyes and face are black as his straw hat blocks out the light. Zoro also seemed quiet more in a different way than Luffy.
Chouchou then went to where the pet shop was and placed the plate that was in his mouth on the floors.
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Then, all of a sudden from ground begin's to shake following up with the roar of a lion.
"What is that noise?" Nami asks. She gets confused when she sees the scared mayor.
"Its him! Beast tamer Mohji!" He said as he ran in circles.
"Wait, what do you mean beast tamer?" Nami asked. Unfortunately this was not the right time as the man ran out of it. "W-Wait! Come back here." She followed. Leaving only Luffy, Zoro and Chouchou.
"C'mon, there's someone coming here, give me back my key." Luffy asked. But the dog did not react.
But before Zoro could do anything, a huge shadow appeared above Luffy and Zoro. They looked up.
"Well, Well, looks to me like your friends left you to rot here, don't they?" a very ugly man said in the back of a lion.
"Who are you?" Luffy asks as Zoro gets up.
"I am Beast tamer Mohji! One of the crew members of the Buggy Pirates!" Mohji announced before noticing Zoro's weird look. A curious and comical look.
"You're kidding me." He simply said.
"Huh?" the beast tamer looked confused.
"Hey Zoro. Are you talking about his weird wig and animal pijama?" Luffy asked referring to Mohji's questionable hair that looked like the hair of an animal.
"W-How rude! This one is my little hair!" He fumed and pointed to his head.
"But its weird." Luffy said.
"I'm not surprised you're one of Buggy's anymore. Anyway, what do you want? You've come to kill us." Zoro asked bluntly.
"You took the words right out of my mouth." Mohji said trying to regain his posture. "Captain Buggy affiliated me exclusively to kill you, Roronoa. But I bet Richie wouldn't mind having another prey."
"You are with big nose? Then I'm going to kick your ass!" Luffy announced.
"Hey, genius how are you going to do that inside a cage?" Zoro asks.
"...Oh, right." Luffy remembered.
"That's why I say to think before I speak, imbecile."
"Well, this conversation is great but I'm afraid my time is short. Richie, strike!" He commanded what made the lion go to the two of them.
The lion's claws end up hitting Luffy's cage without hitting him, which causes its destruction.
"Yes! The cage's open!" Luffy said. But he ends up getting distracted and the lion hits his chest and launches him directly into a random house. Lots of smoke engulfs that place.
"Luffy!" Zoro yelled worriedly.
"An Instant death." Mohji said without a smirk. "Good boy, Richie!" "Now with that nameless thug out, it's time we get what we came for in the first place."
"Get ready, Roronoa! You're facing both of us." He announced.
Zoro had a strong conviction that Luffy was fine. He simply decided to take his place. He then took his stance now with three swords.
"You can come. Send that dog of yours over here!" Zoro called.
"Very well, go ahead Richie!" Mohji commanded and the lion went after Zoro to start the fight.
Richie jumped up and thrust his paws towards Zoro who blocked them with his three swords. The grip between the two was too big. And Zoro was on the receiving end of that.
'What the hell, did this non-sense gave this animal to eat...?' Zoro asked.
Mohji laughed. "I know very well what you're thinking right now! But yes. Richie has the body and strength of 100 men. His claws and teeth are so sharp that they can tear an individual easily! Not even Roronoa Zoro himself can contain his strength." Mohji said before Richie pushes Zoro away. Zoro went flying towards a house but to stop it he used one of his swords to stab the roof of one of the houses nearby and the momentum stopped.
He landed on the other side, and got up. "Let's try a direct hit, shall we? Richie..."
As soon as Richie saw Zoro approaching him, he jumps away from him and starts charging.
"ONI GIRI!"
The swordsman passes through the lion in high speed. swinging his sword and manages to slice Richie's leg causing blood to fly.
"Nyaaaaah!" Richie cried.
"Richie!" Mohji looked worried and confused by the fact that his pet managed to get hit. "You wretched bastard, how dare you!"
"You're still standing." Zoro said as he turned around.
"Ugh. It doesn't matter. That was just an unforeseen event. When we get back we'll do something about it. But now, Richie keep fighting!"
The Lion then once again charges straight at Zoro, who looked ready... or almost.
at that moment, then Chouchou was running towards the Lion, confusing his tamer. "What is that? A house dog?" Mohji was confused. "Never mind. Throw him away, Richie. We don't have time to play!" When the dog jumped Richie simply backhanded him away (don't ask), which hit him very hard and once he went flying until he landed in the street.
However, the dog got up again afterwards.
'That simplified-minded dog will end up dying for nothing if he stays here.' Zoro thought.
"Still alive?" Mohji asked.
Richie was then aggressively running towards Zoro again.
"Hey, Get out of here! Can't you see you are nothing near him!?" Zoro shouted at the dog behind who just ignored it and ran to where the lion was again.
"My goodness, what a irritating animal. Richie, just devour him." Mohji asked. Richie then opened his mouth as he ran.
Seeing this. Zoro then decided to act.. he started to charge, his sword raised, to cut it down.
The dog Chochou, jumped without fear. He didn't seem to care who these two were or how strong they were. It would protect the last memory of when its owner lived in this world.
Both Richie and Chouchou were about to bite each other, until Zoro jumps in front of Chouchou and blocks Richie's bite with his three swords.
Both swords hit the blade of Richie. But the force of his bite wasn't enough to actually break the blades, then he pushes Zoro away again. This time, it wasn't as strong. Zoro fell to the ground this time.
Chouchou ran to where Zoro was and started barking incessantly as if he was mad at him. Zoro didn't say anything for a long time. Chouchou continued to bark at him. Until...
"SHUT UP, DO YOU WANT TO DIE!?" Zoro roared at him which made Chouchou stop.
Meanwhile a huge shadow covered the two. "You know I'm getting mad? Okay, Richie time to use your most powerful technique." The lion then jumped back and started carrying something.
"SHISHI NO...UROBORE YURO!" Richie made a loud roar that turned into a huge sound wave that was heading towards the two of them. Chouchou looked agitated. Zoro looked back only to see that the pet shop was behind him. Regardless, he gives Chouchou a kick which knocks him away from the Lion, and he crashes into a wall.
"What violence! Attacking your animal friend like that. As expected for Roronoa Zoro!" Mohji said.
Zoro saw that the sound wave was heading towards him. Zoro holds two of his swords at an angle against each other and rotates them rapidly.
"Hmmm...? What do you intend to do by swinging your swords like that, Roronoa?" Mohji pedi smugly. But this all turned to despair because when the sound wave got close to Zoro Richie's attack started to bounce back with the force of Zoro's rotation. "What!?"
"WHAT!? I DON'T GET IT! OUR BEAUTIFUL ATTACK IS COMING OUR DIRECTION." Mohji and Richie despaired. "RICHIE DO SOMETHING BEFORE WE ARE GONE, ROAR AGAIN, RUN, HOLD YOUR HEAD IN YOUR ARMS, SOMETHING, SOMETHING!" Mohji yells before the attack reaches the duo and starts to take effect on them.
VROOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!"
"GRAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!"
The blue tone attack engulfed the two and completely deteriorated their eardrums. They scream in pain as their bodies rapidly contort. Zoro just stopped what he was doing and watched the two. The attack looked so massive that 3 of the houses behind Richie and Mohji were completely obliterated.
INTERMISSION.
NO ANIMAL WAS HARMED IN THE PRODUCTION OF THIS FANFIC. THANK YOU VERY MUCH FOR ASKING.
The Zone where Zoro was was a zone. The whole place was just smoke everywhere for a long time. So much so that it could very likely be seen from afar. What could not be seen, however.
Was Mohji and Richie who fell to the ground unconscious with very funny faces. . The biggest loss they took wasn't the fight...It was their ears.
Well from afar. Chouchou was seen returning to where the pet shop was. It was a mess. But he didn't seem to care about that. What mattered to him were two things. The animal tamer, Mohji and his kascote were defeated and Zoro was in front of the pet shop that Chouchou loved so much.
"You missed it the moment you tried to pass by here..." Zoro said.
He put his swords away and left where he was. He saw the guard dog running towards him.
"Wh...what happened here?" a female voice came. It was Nami along with the mayor.
"This place is a mess!" Nami said. "It looks like a lion or something passed by."
"That is most likely the work of that fellow." The mayor said referring to Mohji. "But anyway. What matters is that you're okay."
"What?" The mayor ran to where Zoro was and saw the unconscious bodies of one of Buggy's members. "That's Beast tamer, Mohji! He's completely out."
"I-Is that a Lion!? How can it be so big!?" Nami fell in surprise.
Mayor then looked around and saw Chouchou all dirty. "My goodness, Chouchou! How soaked you are! You need a doctor right away!"
"Don't tell me he fought this Mohji guy..." Nami said with a worried look.
"If that's what you call getting in the way, then yes." Zoro said bluntly. "I did more than him. But I'll admit, he's a tough fighter."
"So he did manage to beat him..." Nami said in surprise.
'Chouchou... You intended to die if necessary to protect the pet shop...' The mayor thought and stopped.
"Wait for me." A familiar male voice said. Luffy then entered the scene.
"About time." Zoro smirked. "What took you so long."
"huh? This place is really big, and I didn't remember where you were." Luffy replied.
"Wait a minute! Your captain was just thrown straight into a house that collapsed on top of him. Aren't you going to ask if he's okay? Or ask how he survived." Nami asks incredulously.
"I already knew he was going to be fine." Zoro responds.
"Hey, Zoro where's that guy in the weird animal costume-" Luffy stopped mid-sentence when he saw Mohji and Richie unconscious.
"Wow, the guys are so scruffy. Did you take care of them, Zoro?" Luffy asks normally.
"Yes. But not alone." Zoro turned to Chouchou who had gone back to sitting where he always sat at the pet shop.
Luffy then went towards the dog. "You're all dirty too. You helped Zoro defeat that weird guy." Luffy asks and Dog barks happily. Luffy then tries to pet him on the head and this time it works. "Shishishi, Congratulations! You managed to protect your treasure!"
"Huh?" Nami turned.
"What a persistent little dog this one." Zoro smirked at where Luffy was.
About that. Nami was having a crisis of thoughts watching this.
'Were they really concerned... about the well-being of the dog...?' Nami thought. She continued to watch the trio.
A memory flashed on her head.
"should you have been able to go out into several worlds and meet 20, 40, even a thousand people of a certain class, and it still makes no sense to deduce that they all have the same character. Are you really childish enough to ignore such a law as common sense?! No, don't answer that. The truth is that there are a big bunch of self absorbed fools with a lot of money. but I'm telling you. There's a limit to everything.People are always diferent."
Nami remembered what Shana had told her.
'My whole life I've been surrounded by all kinds of nasty and demanted pirates... Plus what that girl told me... And the very behavior of these two is making me rethink my beliefs... Is that really ...could there really be...' Nami thought deeply with a serious expression.
Luffy and Zoro then left Chouchou. The Dog stood with two paws barked at them.
"Yeah! Take care you too!" Luffy answered back. The dog continues to bark before to sit down again.
Nami can't help it but smile.
"Pathetic! Pathetic! I'm pathetic!" The moment is broken by an enraged mayor.
"This young man risked his own life against one of the most dangerous members of Buggy. Even Chouchou risked his life to protect what was of value to him, while I, the mayor, stand by and watch as my town is completely destroyed bit by bit." The mayor complained to himself.
"Huh?" Nami turned around.
"Wait a minute, calm down Mr. Mayor." Nami protested with concern.
"40 years ago this land was nothing but mud and dirt until we got here. We spent all our time and energy bringing back fields, shops and houses. Our fingers and hands hurt from mowing the grass so many times!" He goes on. "This town is a treasure both to me and the citizens. It is a result of our hard teamwork. I can't let them dominate us like that again with their cannons!"
"Mr. Mayor, it's okay to be angry about this, but Buggy has already been defeated." Nami said.
"No offence, but that guy in the animal costume was a member of Buggy. He even said he came after me, on the captain's orders. So Buggy, it's still here somewhere." Zoro said
"Hey, is Big Nose still alive?" Luffy asked
"I'm not entirely sure, that clown could be in over his head, but that's what I think." Zoro replied.
"Why are you saying something like that here? If you keep adding fuel to the fire, who knows what he could do!" Nami repressed.
"Thanks a lot for the information, young people. Now that I know Buggy is still here I can finally reach my point of redemption!" The mayor said in a fighting stance as if he's about to go.
"I can't stand this any longer... To let an unknown scumbag destroy our town from 40 years ago would be blasphemous to me. I will protect this town! As its mayor would!"
The mayor tried to run but Nami held him.
"Stop, stop, stop, Mr. Mayor!"
"The old man has gone mad for good." Zoro commented.
"There are times when a man needs to step out of his leisure comfort and fight, don't you think young people?" he asked.
"That's right, old man!" Luffy smiled wide and said.
"What's your problem?! This is crazy! He's about to do something reckless and you don't even seem to care!"
"I'm fully aware that its reckless, young woman!" The mayor turned around and said what time Nami let go of him.
"Buggy the clown, here I come!" The prefect war cried as he ran to a random direction and his shadow disappears slowly.
"The mayor...was crying..." Nami said slowly with a concerning look.
"Was he? I didn't see." Luffy admits.
"Looks like the party's about to start!" smirked Zoro.
"Sure does!"
"This is no time to be laughing, you two." Nami says worried.
"It's okay. I like that old man, I'm not going to let him die." Luffy turned around and answered. His optimism reflected as always.
"In that case... There's only one thing we have to do." Zoro said as him and Luffy head to the opposite way where the Mayor went.
"Huh? Where are you going?" Nami asked.
"Shana must have woken up by now. Let's escort her!" Luffy replied.
"What!?" Nami's face shifted in disapproval. "He's coming after you?! But she's hurt!"
"From the way she feels, I bet she was after us anyway." Zoro responds.
"Well...Right, that's true." Nami ended up half-convinced.
Somewhere else.
After the beating he had taken, Mohji and his pet Richie were still on their way back to Buggy's location to deliver the bad news. And yes, his ears still weren't the best.
"In a state like this I'd rather be dead." Mohji growled with a miserable face. Richie then roared which somehow the beast tamer understood. "Yes,yes, i already know what you're going to say! I should have brought the Buggy absorbers! Yes, I made a mistake Richie me sorry but cut me some slack for pete's sake. By chance you, in my position would've guessed that wind repels sound?" Mohji asks and Richie doesn't roar like he doesn't know how to answer
"That's what I thought. The fact that we can still hear each other, or better. That we survived that turmoil is our greatest victory, don't you think?"
Richie just roared low. "WHAT DID YOU SAY ABOUT MY MOTHER!?" Mohji got annoyed for some reason.
Richie just laughed out loud as he continued to walk.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 5: 'Clash of the East Blue Pirates! The fire that burns biology, Shana vs. Bearded Lady, Barbara!'
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
At that exact moment Nami was out there and weirdly enough. Waiting for 'Mr Rubbery' and 'Mr Bushido' to explain the whole situation to 'Ms Red-head'
She seemed to be in a pretty thoughtful situation. As the three spoke, the red-haired girl simply pondered by herself.
'With the help of these guys I can get the money faster, and that way I can finally save everyone. But I can't become a criminal...' Nami thought.
'What should I do...?' Nami questions mentally. Her mind was heavy at the time.
All of a sudden, photos of a smiling pink haired woman were seen.
Those seemed to be memories in Nami's head. But in the middle of the trance something very soft touched Nami's shoulders.
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The girl was alerted, conveying a predictable reaction. Nami turned around only to see absolutely nothing. Nami stands there not knowing what to say.
'Go to the sea, Nami...' Something said something. It was a middle-aged woman's voice with a motherly tone. As much as its username is unknown, Nami was simply taken back by this.
Nami turned around again... Again. Anything. Although. A huge breeze of wind swirled through Nami and then headed towards the door of the house where Luffy, Zoro and Shana were. The wind blew the door making it open as if inviting Nami.
Nami remains paralyzed not knowing what to say... That is until an idea comes into her mind. Nami simply smiled. She now knew what to do.
"I think i got it. You always tried to answer me as honestly as possible. " She answers. She simply paused for a while before looking up at the sky. "Don't worry about me. I'm fine."
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"Hmm...Understood... I'm still irritated by the old man's huge inquiry. But him being a special figure here, it won't do any good." Shana's voice was heard from a house.
"I had a feeling you were going to say that." Zoro's voice was heard.
"Yosh! But first. Still missing someone!" Luffy's voice was heard.
Nami then quickly changed her posture after hearing footsteps in the house.
"Someone...? Ah. Wait, I know who." Shana sighs. 'He never gives up, huh?'
"Fighters of his caliber taking a hold of such persistence were of a rare bunch decades ago. It appears to not be the case any longer." Alastor glowed.
Luffy and the group (Group of two lol) were seen, then passing through the door. None of them asked why it was open.
Luffy took a short hop straight to the street.
"Back already? I thought they were going to take longer." Nami said.
"The girl didn't seem too surprised by this. She was very understanding. So, let's get straight to the point." Zoro responds.
"There are a lot of things about me that you don't know yet. When this is over it will be my priority to explain everything you need to know about me." Shana said.
"No need. It doesn't matter." Luffy responds to Shana.
"In that case. Just the two of you." Shana said referring to Nami and Zoro. "Anyway. What objective do you wish to accomplish, Captain?"
"Shishi! You already know. It's very important." Luffy answers. He then walks and faces Nami. "Hey, Nami. come with us. Be my crew's navigator!"
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"All right." Nami answered very quickly which surprised even Zoro and Shana.
"That was fast!" Zoro and Shana said at the same time.
"However... I won't exactly be part of your pirate crew. I want you to see this as just a collaboration between two groups struggling to achieve a common goal." Nami smiled and made it clear. But Luffy didn't seem to care. He just seemed happy to have a navigator.
'I could have sworn she was going to say something like "I will never work with pirates" or something like that. It seems that I did have some kind of involvement in her thoughts.' Shana thought. She then let out a small smile knowing that Nami was 'influenced' by Shana. 'Good girl.'
"Cool, now we have two swordsmen and a navigator!" Luffy laughed.
Nami then noticed Shana's small smile that she had missed. "Why are you smiling?" Nami said with a sassy expression. After being noticed Shana sweated and changed her expression to an irritated one.
"Shut Up! Shut Up! Shut Up! Nothing! What's wrong with that,anyway!" Shana tried shotting back.
Nami and Luffy simply laughed at that.
"Why are you laughing!? Shut up! I'm going to hit you if you don't stop!" Shana's face went red with that.
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"Taking too long...! What is he doing to take so long? Mohji should already be here with Roronoa's head!" Buggy said irritably. He and the Buggy Pirates were above another house with a very wide roof. "He knows what happens to delays. Wasn't that time he failed to outrun a marine captain enough?"
"Do you think someone should look for him, Captain." A random man asked Buggy.
"We couldn't leave without him. But I don't trust any of you to go after him. I'll give him a second chance and wait a little longer. Otherwise, one of you will look for him." Buggy told the man who went inside the house.
However, Buggy's short time of peace was stopped by a war cry.
"Buggy the clown! Get out of wherever you are!" shouted a familiar voice.
"Huh!?" Buggy leaned over and looked out into the streets. What he had found was the mayor of the city.
"Who is this old man?" Buggy asked. "Hey! What do you want!"
The mayor took a little time to catch his breath before he yelled again. "I'm Boodle! The mayor of this town! Since you stepped here, you've only caused trouble and more trouble is bound to spring up. But now that's over! I came here to fight you, and protect my treasure! This town and its citizens!" Boodle announced.
Buggy blinked a few times before laughing maniacally.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! So that's it! Have you come to run for court jester by any chance? Don't make me laugh." Buggy scoffed.
"I don't know if you know the common sense of the pirate world. But treasure is just money, Jewels, coins, that stuff. Calling this bunch of walls, grass and treasure houses is the biggest disrespect to this culture I've ever seen . This is just meant to be a joke. And what a pathetic joke, huh? HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!"
"Shut up! You'll never understand what I-" Before the mayor could finish anything he started to grab his neck and lift him up slowly.
"Listen here, old man. Very soon I will conquer the grand line. and freshly get One Piece! Along with all the riches of the world! All riches belong to me. If there is one person who can obtain all the treasures, it's me. If this city is so important to you, wouldn't it be honorable for me to kill you along with it?" with a slightly better view we can see that one of Buggy's arms that came out of his body and was holding the mayor.
"Stop prattling and fight me, coward!" Boodle tried to fight off his bidding.
"Don't be arrogant." Buggy smiled in a twisted way.
"...I'm going to protect this city... Even if it means to throw my life away!" Boodle struggled.
"Prepare the special Buggy balls." Chuckled buggy.
Bullock a familiar man who appeared behind Buggy nodded and ran off in a certain direction.
"Huh!?" However, in a role change, Buggy ends up losing the grip of his hand as if something had grabbed it. This caused Boodle to fall to the ground.
"You again! Straw Hat!" Buggy roared in surprise when he saw Luffy below holding his hand instead.
And behind them his three companions. Luffy looks up to where Buggy was. "I came to kick your ass! As promised!"
"NGH...!" Buggy struggled to get his arm back together. Thankfully for him, Luffy decided to let go of the hand he was holding causing it to float all the way back to its make-up owner.
Luffy and his companions glared at the clown pirate while Boodle caught his breath. Buggy was very angry.
"Grrr...! How dare you just come waltzing in here, to Captain Buggy!" Buggy grits his teeth.
However, his frustration stopped when he saw that Zoro was part of the bottom group. "What!? Roronoa!? Roronoa Zoro still alive with no scars on his body... More like that-" Buggy cuts himself off after an assumption filled his mind. He believes that Zoro killed his comrade without any challenge. His frustration returns. "So that's why that idiot didn't come back. Damn it...!"
"Captain Buggy! Are you saying that Mohji died?!" Bullock asked with a lot of Buggy-like fury. But for a different reason.
"What is this guy mumbling about?" It appeared that Shana hadn't been informed of the full context as she asked in confusion.
"Who cares. Its so uninteresting that I intended to not listen." Zoro replied.
"Anyway, it doesn't matter. I'll just say that I only came here for Buggy's treasures. You three can have the fighting part." Nami directed.
"Looks great." Shana said bluntly.
"Young people... why did you come here..." Boodle started to get up. "Get out... I don't intend to see you hurt..."
"Crap. Right, we forgot about the old man." Shana remembered. "Hey, get out of here! You see you don't stand a chance against this guy's power."
"It's you guys who should leave...It's outsiders...Specifically you little girl... If a child gets hurt I'll never forgive myself for it." Boodle said in denial. "This town is my treasure! As well as the citizens here! That includes you too, even if you're not from around here! I'm the mayor of this Town, and my obligation I-"
"Ah! Dear lord, He just keeps going on and on and on, Can you do something about it?" Shana said before looking at Luffy.
"I've thought of everything!" Luffy responds before jumping over to Boodle and punching him right in the side of his neck which rids him of his consciousness completely.
Smack*
Zoro and Shana were neutral. However Nami was completely terrified by this.
"YOU IDIOT! WHY DID YOU DO THAT TO MISTER MAYOR!" Nami roared. Luffy dusted off his hands with a few claps and turned to her with a smile.
"He was in front." Luffy answered simply.
"Good thinking. No doubt this guy would have died by now if he kept screaming." Zoro agreed.
"I've never seen such a foolish old man in my whole life." Shana says coldly.
"It is not abnormal for humans to continue to hold on to what they consider close to them." Alastor stated.
"WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM!? THERE ARE SO MANY OTHER WAYS TO DO THIS, AND YOU CHOOSE THE MOST UNNECESSARY POSSIBLE!" Nami barked.
"Ok. Now back to the main subject." Shana turned around.
"Alright. Here goes!" Luffy said before taking a long breath as if he wanted to carry something. "BIG NOSE!"
"Oh no! That was the one thing he couldn't have said!" Nami said with a worried look.
"Provoking the enemy to invite him to fight. Very good." Shana agreed. "Now is just wait."
Buggy, Bullock and a few pirates behind were completely shocked by this.
"Damn you...! Frashly idiot! How dare you..." Buggy got pissed. "BULLOCK, PREPARE THE SPECIAL BUGGY BALLS!"
"Yes! Sir! I already have them all in hand." Pirara then went towards the cannon aimed at the Straw Hats and put some balls inside. "All set. Now and just light it up!" Bullock then took a match from his pocket.
"Why did you say that, idiot!" Nami scolds before running leaving Luffy.
"Hey you two! Run away!" Zoro warned Luffy and Shana before leaving them as well.
"This! This! Now freshly light it!" Buggy told with a sinister face. He then started laughing all of a sudden. "Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
Shana prepared for the shot by switching stances. Meanwhile Luffy looked normal.
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But most strangely. The cannon never fired.
"Huh?!" Buggy turned around in confusion. "Not again!"
"Huh? Where's the shot?" Luffy was confused.
"Don't let your guard down, muggle." Shana murmured.
Buggy turned to Bullock in order to see what had happened. What he saw pissed him off even more.
Bullock was...
"Whoa! How annoying! Sorry sir I have to tie my shoes." Bullock was crouched trying to fix his shoelaces.
"YOU IDIOT! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT SITUATION WE ARE IN RIGHT NOW!?" Buggy roared.
"I'm sorry, sir! But I can't light a cannon with loose strings. It's against the rules!" Bullock argued.
"AGAINST THE RULES OF WHAT!?"
"The rules of blacksmith-ing!"
"WHAT DOES THAT HAVE TO DO WITH SHOES!" Buggy roared again. "I'VE TOLD YOU A THOUSAND TIMES TO CHANGE THOSE HELL SHOES! BESIDES MAKING AN INFERNAL NOISE AT NIGHT AND LETTING OUT A HORRENDOUS SMELL, YOU STILL REFUSED TO DO ANYTHING BECAUSE OF THEIR LACE!"
"Sir, a shoe without a lace is not a shoe. It is a slipper that covers your feet. I can't settle for doing anything without a lace!"
"YOU'RE STUCK IN YOUR OWN HEAD NOW!"
Buggy and his crewmate continued to argue as the front camera panned back down. Shana was completely speechless for what was happening. But Luffy... You should already know by now.
"What are these guys talking about. What a bunch of idiots." Luffy said with a neutral face before starting to laugh out of nowhere.
"Uh... Y-If you lose to this guy, you'll also lose all the respect I've built up for you so far." Shana facepalmed.
"How pathetic." Alastor glowed.
"Ugh! You know what. I don't want to waste my time with you. Do what you want. I'll start that cannon myself." Buggy quit before getting the match. "This time the house fell for you, Straw Hats. This time for sure!" Buggy said before turning on the cannon.
"Aah!" Shana regained her composure.
"Freshly blow up!" Buggy screamed before the cannon fired, releasing a red ball with a golly roger emblazoned on the front.
PROW*
"Finally." Shana jumped up in order to dodge the bomb. But Luffy had a different plan.
"GOMU GOMU NO..." Luffy inflated as the ball hit his body. Instead of exploding, the ball got stuck in his belly. "FUUSEN!" Luffy then redirected the ball back up with force, back to where Buggy was.
"How much power?" Nami was shocked.
"AHHH! HE REDIRECTED THE BUGGY BALL!" Buggy freaked out. (Bullock not so much because he was busy)
'He collected an immense amount of air and took it in order to become a ballon shaped being for a split second...' Shana observed.
"At least you could have warned us, right?" Zoro said with his hand on his head.
"AHHHHH!"
BOOM*
The buggy ball hit the ceiling hard and exploded on contact.
There wasn't much smoke in the amazing area.
"Yeah! Now there are fewer enemies to defeat!" Luffy cheered.
"That's one way to do it." Alastor glowed
"Buthow are you- Ohright you are made of rubber." Nami put on a grumpy face after remembering.
"You don't get tired of scaring people, do you?" Zoro said rhetorically.
The group now looked at the completely destroyed house where several henchmen (including Bullock) from Buggy were lying on the floor uncouncious.
"Something is lifting." Shana felt it. The group looked closely to the ground where they saw Buggy come out of the scrapbook holding two random pirates with his hands removed. Buggy survived using human shield. "How dare you try to do me in...!" Buggy said quietly. He then let go of both of them and brought his arms back to himself.
"He used his own men as shields..." Nami said.
"Now, tell me Straw Hat. Did you eat a devil fruit?" Buggy asked.
"Yes! I ate the Gomu Gomu no mi. I'm a rubber man." Luffy told him before sticking out his cheek.
'It takes a while to get used to it.' Nami thought.
"What? Rubber Man?" Buggy looked confused. "I knew something was wrong when you turned that thing over."
"So, it's going to be a devil fruits duel, huh?" Buggy said.
"It seems so." Luffy said simply.
"What do you mean dueling? Aren't you two going to help?" Nami asked.
"Of course not. It's his fight." Zoro said.
"B-More what if he gets badly hurt during the fight? You guys have to help somehow." Nami turned around.
"Hahaha! Don't worry about that detail. I have some friends to play with you. Cabaji! Come fourth!" Buggy turned around. Only to see a man with a weird black haircut among the unconscious men. "AHHH! DAMN IT!" Buggy screamed with her eyes nearly bulging out.
"It looks like all your men have gone for the better. And we will still take the role of outsiders while Luffy knocks you out." Shana smirked.
"Grrr...!" Buggy turned ugly face.
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"Is that so?" A female voice appeared.
"Huh?" The group is confused by this.
"Who said that?" Nami asks.
Buggy immediately smiled at this. "But of course! Why didn't I think of that...!" Buggy then turned around. "Barbara! Come fourth!"
After announcing this. A shadow jumped onto the roof of a nearby house.
"...? There's someone up there." Shana pointed. They all looked and actually saw someone.
"I couldn't help it, but feel as if you are facing difficulties, Captain Buggy. Is there anything I can do for you?" It was a man... No... it was a very skinny woman with long red hair and a huge beard. She wore golly roger earrings in her ears and wore black shoes. Her shirt looked like a bunch of rags sewn on top of each other. And she wore brown pants that looked quite tight.
"Oh yeah Barbara. I'm so mad I can't fart. Everything was going great until the 4 Stooges showed up. Since then they've been giving me nothing but trouble." Buggy told her.
The bearded woman then jumped off the building and landed on her feet in front of Buggy. "So that's how it is. I suppose it wouldn't be a problem to give it...10 hands to push the operation further. I'm tired of wandering around this empty city in search of shampoos suitable for my enormous coat." Barbara said with her hand on the cheese.
"I don't care. Take Cabaji's place, and make yourself comfortable. As long as they're dead I don't care." Buggy gave him permission.
"With pleasure." Barbara said before turning around.
"I-Its a woman?" Nami blinked a few times incredulously with a look of disbelief.
"Huh? Who's that bearded woman over there?" Luffy asked.
"URU-URU! Such honesty! This aristocratic attitude is why I live in this world!" Barbara made a silly face and danced happily. "I'm grateful you asked, Young One. I'am-"
"...That ugly thing over there?" Zoro sweatdropped.
"URU-URU-URU!? What a rude boy! Shut up right now if you don't want me to cut your mane and make it look like a bird's nest." The Bearded woman was enraged. All of a sudden, she turned and grabbed her own chin. "Kids these days don't have manners anymore. They don't see their elders like they used to..."
"I like you, Barbarian woman. Too bad you're evil." Luffy got sad at the last word.
"Who's calling who a kid." Zoro grumbled.
"That would be you, and for very good reason! But I don't want to get too excited." The woman then approached. "I'm Bearded Lady, Barbara from the Buggy Pirates. Or otherwise known as the last thing you'll ever see in this wet world!"
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"You're not a man then?" Shana asks innocently.
"NO, I'M NOT!" Barbara barked. "Looks like I'm going to have to make one thing clear to you dim-witts. I am a beautiful, innocent, and sensitive woman." Barbara struck a suggestive pose as the background behind her turned pink.
"Uhhh..." Nami didn't know how to react.
"Okay, okay! We already understood, now please stop!" Shana pleaded with a comical face.
Barbara then fixed her gaze on the pack once more.
"What a waste of time. Let's get this over with." Zoro said bluntly.
"I completely agree my boy! But I have to ask, which one of you would be the most in need of a change in fashion." Barbara started pointing a finger in the direction of the head of the Straw Hats' hair until it stopped at the hair of...
"This little girl unable to distinguish between genders." Barbara points at Shana.
"Do you want to fight me?" Shana asked with a frown still not being a fan of what she was called.
"But of course. Your beauties are in need of a checkup. The only thing I ask right now is your name." Barbara bent down.
"Shana." she says reluctantly.
"Shana... It has a nice ring to it. What will it be for today? A more...retro style maybe? Or would you like a little refreshment in your pretty braids. No! In fact, you might want wavier look to match that flaming look of yours." Barbara talks to herself.
"Done with your preaching yet?" Shana asked coldly.
"But of course! Now I think we can start our operation." Barbara turned to Shana. Before anything else happens she strikes a weird pose with her fingers. "PONYTAIL: SPRING!" In the blink of an eye Barbara's hair quickly changes its style into a ponytail.
"..." Shana observed.
"Her...Her hair...changed?" Nami inquired.
"Cool! How did you get that bearded woman?" Luffy asked.
"URU-URU-URU! This information is too confidential. But since you asked so kindly, I'll answer." Barbara then made the beard she had simply go to the growth stage making it more feminine. "I ate the Kami Kami No mi. (Or Wool-Wool Fruit) The hair fruit. Witness its power." Barbara then begin's to lean her head back.
Before Shana could say anything Barbara's hair started to change. Its strands twitched and in the end the ponytail concept was brought about.
"Has her hair changed?" Nami observed.
Shana remained focused.
"SPRING HAIR: WHIP PUSH!" Barbara announced before pulling her head forward again. The impulse causing her hair to go at her direction like a whip.
Shana didn't blur the expression on her face and just took a high jump over the attack that hit the window of a house instead.
Crash*
Shana just fell to the ground as smoke from the hit house cleared.
"Very impressive! Few can predict my first move." Barbara was very cheerful and had a wide smile on her face. "So much Female power! I'm going to have so much fun with this!"
"Hey. Why did you have the notion to tell us about your ability?" Shana asked. "If I know what your occult power is. Then with a little creativity I can pretty much figure out what you're going to do next."
"Hmmm... Understood. Maybe I got a little careless. It's okay. It happens to the best of us." Barbara shrugles. "Fine. Now I'm going to give it a shot and try to hit me. Good luck!"
"Better not go on like this or it will cost you your honor." Shana was running straight towards Barbara. She charges at the pirate and swings horizontally. However, Barbara proved to be very nimble and curved her body to deflect. A smile was left hinted as something began to come out of Barbara's hair but before it fails to the ground she grabs it with both hands. it was actually two and not one.
"Forecast to the minutes of the operation..." It was what seemed to be a huge machete and scissors.
Shana was surprised just before Barbara swings both of her new weapons. the small flame haze jumped over the weapon's and slightly above Barbara's head.
She then does a slow somersault with the sword in order to hit Barbara's head.
"...Maybe this will take a while." Barbara commented. Before Shana reached Barbara. her hair started to shake.
"POWER HAIR: BLACK SHIELD!" In the blink of an eye, Shana hits an afro that was born from Barbara dunada's bald head.
"...!?" Shana's eyes widened in shock.
Barbara takes advantage of this and rotates the hand that was holding the machete planning to cut Shana's head off. Shana seeing this quickly ignited the air below her feet creating a small propulsion that threw her to the other side.
For some reason the woman looked perplexed. "F-F-F-Fire!?"
Shana fell to the floor with a thud. But she quickly got up and ran towards the bearded woman again.
The bearded woman tried to regain her posture and began to rotate her arms as if she were trying to scare away ghosts that only she sees. However, something incredible happened. Shana jumped to hug the wall of a house before kicking herself closer to Barbara.
Wings sprouted from behind her and she went with great momentum. Barbara blocked in time but the cost was to be launched into the air. She didn't get as far as her hair turned into a ponytail and it got stuck on the roof.
"SWING HAIR: PONY FLIP!" Barbara took advantage of this and began swinging around the roof above as if on a vine. She twirled her machete as she approached Shana. She bends down immediately.
"What magnificent speed! You are certainly in good shape! You must eat very well! As the saying goes. 'The early bird catches the bookworm'" Barbara commented as if she was amused.
'Does she realize that this saying doesn't make any sense in the context of what she said before?' Nami thought. She then shook her head suddenly. 'Why am I thinking about this now!?'
"She's very self-aware. Her versatility of this ability could overwhelm us if you make a single mistake." Alastor glowed.
"She was bickering about fire earlier. I should shut her down with this." Shana spoke quietly while still ducking.
Shana then got up and began to face Barbara's deadly swings. She blocked the various blows from both weapons.
This continued until Shana finally found an opening and jumped back.
"HIEN!" Shana launched a wave-shaped fire projectile that passed through Barbara's ponytail hair, burning it and causing her to fall.
"My hair!" Barbara yells before starting to fall in front of Shana.
Shana lands on the ground as Barbara fails on her face.
Shana stood still in advance and when Barbara got up Shana punched the bearded woman in the face and she went back a few meters.
"Hold on, Barbara! I'll help!" Buggy realized that the situation was bad and decided to intervene. He launched one of his hands like a cannon towards Shana.
"Watch out!" Nami winced.
"...!?" Shana's eyes widen in shock.
But before anything could happen a foot in sandals appeared out of thin air and stepped on his hand with great force.
"AHHHHHHH! DAMN IT!" Buggy held the incomplete piece of his hand in pain. Nami just winced in the background.
Shana smiled when she saw the silhouette of whoever had made such a deed.
"Hey, big nose! This is her fight! Don't forget that your opponent here is me!" Luffy yelled back at Buggy.
"GRR!" I think you know who is making this noise.
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"Goodness. Everything was going so well but you had to put the brakes on." Barbara stood up. "Since working together with my captain will not be put to good use, I suggest that it is time for me to leave this environment." Barbara then jumped very high and lands on a house. "Our operation will be elsewhere. Follow me if you can!" Barbara teased before heading off in a certain direction.
"HEY, WOMAN, WHERE DO YOU THINK YOU'RE GOING WITHOUT MY PERMISSION!?" Buggy barked.
"What cowardice. That strange woman realized she had no chance and ran away instead of fighting." Zoro said bluntly.
"This makes things easier for us. Go, after the bearded woman, Shana. Meanwhile I sink my fist into the vermilion's nose." Luffy turned around and said to the little flame haze.
"Thanks." Shana replied to him. "But I already had plans to do that." Shana then jumped very high before blinking. "WINGS OF CRIMSON!" Wings of fire appeared around Shana and she flew in the direction where Barbara went.
SHANA'S POV.
Shana had fought several crimson denizens with rather strange powers. But a human 'lady' if she could even call her that whose power came from her own pilus is not something she ever expected to face.
She also didn't expect the 'lady' to be as fast as she was. Even while gliding across the small orange town for 3 minutes, Shana had completely lost track of her. The only real way of knowing where she went was by seeing strands of hair on the roofs of the houses she had 'jumped' into.
It was a pretty jarring scenario. Shana most certainly didn't like the idea of having her target running away. Specifically when it had speed-centered abilities.
'Where the hell is it?!' Shana thought.
Even with her training she always found herself being overwhelmed by those.
However as she was flying in the air, her eyes dart toward a familiar looking shadow on top of one of the roofs.
"Here!"
"This figure could only belong to her." Alastor glowed.
However, as she began to close in. Strange missile-like projectiles headed towards her.
Shana, seeing this, did not think again about dodging the projectiles going in opposite directions.
"That's her." It was confirmed by that point. Flames began to increase as she started to get close to barbara.
At that moment, Barbara msot likely changes her hair style because a whip comes from the roof and its tip begins's to ascend to where Shana is.
Even with evasive moves, the whip ends up catching Shana's feet.
"Hah!"
Barbara lifts her whip very high before slowly pushing it behind her along with Shana. Seeing this. Shana uses her abilities to engulf herself in flames, burning the hair whip before she could collide with anything below her. Shana begins to fail but quickly activates her wings again and flies straight in Barbara's direction. Her sword ready. Barbara blocks the blow with her machete, and the two hold unto each other's weapon's for a while.
"I didn't think you would actually return. I like it. Shall we continue the operation?" Barbara smiled and said.
Shana didn't say anything. Instead. Her wings grew in size. She uses this to gain the upper hand, pushing Barbara off the roof with great force.
Barbara joyfully laughs as she is sent toward a house. But before this could happen. Barbara's hair changes to an afro and when she collides with the house instead of destroying it along with her body. Barbara bounces back with great momentum back where Shana is standing.
"HAIR SWING: MOHICAN CUT!" Barbara's hair changes to a mohawk and she nods her head down swiftly and her head hits Shana like an axe. Well it was supposed to. But she jumped back causing her to hit the air instead.
"URU-URU-URU!" Barbara faces Shana again. "That fire is quite a handful right now. If I don't put it out I may create a mouse path in my client's head." Barbara said to herself. Her hair changed to two braids. "HAIR TENTACLE: BRAID INFESTATION!" Barbara's two braids stretch out and reach Shana like tentacles as they multiply.
"Tch." Shana raised the nietono on Shana and cut off two of the first tentacles to get close to her. She then ran to where Barbara was before stopping for a moment to lean her body slightly to the left to avoid three tentacles that came from above. She started running again before noticing 4 tentacles trying to make her trip. She jumped without thinking before seeing 2 tentacles in the air.
"GUREN NO OODACHI!" Shana somersault's while swinging her sword as they are engulfed in flames causing all the hair to burn down when she lands on the ground.
After standing up. Shana activates hrr wings and runs at very high speed toward Barbara. who won just from the view alone. However, unknown to Shana, a tentacle had slipped behind her. The tentacle lightly hits Shana's feet causing her to trip.
"ACK-!"
"Shana!" Alastor glowed.
"URU-URU-URU!" Barbara mused. The tentacle then swiftly grabs Shana's feet and rises up as she was hung upside down.
Barbara approaches,
"Well then little kitty. You seem a little upset today. You know I really didn't expect you to be this troublesome. My biggest fear is fire, and your techniques were quite effective." Barbara applauded. "However, I don't want to keep my captain waiting. He's quite grumpy, you know? I better finish this operation as quickly as possible. I bet everyone is dying to see his new cut." Barbara took out her two guns.
"Shut up." Shana muttered.
"Huh?"
"Your voice annoys me. Just shut up!" Shana snapped as flames begin to build up around her body.
Barbara's eyes widened in fear.
"The fire!? I most proceeded this very instant!" Barbara rapidly swings both her weapons. But before she could. Shana's leg creates a small fire wave that sets her free.
Shana fails to the ground. But before that...
"I can't wait to silence you!" Shana swings the nietono on shana at Barbara's body.
but the bearded woman barely dodged it so the strike only hits her arm, leaving a big flame scar.
Thud*
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Barbara yells at the top of her lungs as she clings unto her arm. "HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOT! HOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOT!"
Barbara begins to roll on the floor in an attempt to put out the fire.
Meanwhile, Shana spoke slowly and only encouraged Barbara before drawing her sword again.
She ran again. With the intention of placing the nietono no shana against Barbara's chest, but before she can, her hair grows back, transforming into that of her wrists.
"?!" Shana's widen as one of the arms punches her stomach sending her to the other side of the roof.
"URU-URU-URU!" Barbara stands up. "Sometimes I even forget how useful this skill is. Your fire caught me off guard. If you weren't as skilled as I'am you would have cut my arm off." Barbara gestured to her arm who knows has a scar and a burn. Meanwhile Shana stood up. "I may be afraid of fire, but I will never let this slow me down. This operation is very important to me. My plan was to end this without a scratch, but due to its power it looks like I'm going to make a cut on your corpse with one of my unusable arms."
"Keep dreaming." Shana told her before activating wings of crimson and flying straight at her.
"So much emotion! I love your courage! HAIR TENTACLE: BRAID INFESTATION!" Barbara does something different, she uses the tentacle attack but this time with her beard, making the blow more powerful.
Shana glided in front of the tentacles. First she makes a jump. Somersault's in the air to dodge a large tentacle, and then slashes at that tentacle before landing on another tentacle and starting to run into it. Two more tentacles come at Shana. The flame haze swung the nieton no shana as a means of defense before jumping up and running towards its tip. With Shana's enormous stamina, she begins to run on the tentacle's back as it takes to the clouds. She then jumps up and sticks the nietono no shana in the tentacle to hang on to it.
"Why are you running away? I'm here!" Barbara hissed as she sent out more tentacles to where Shana is.
From above, Shana hears the tentacles coming and smiles at this. 'Right in the bull's-eye!'
Shana jumps out of the tentacle when the others were about to attack her if they collided.
"This is it!" "WINGS OF CRIMSON!" Shana descends downwards like a missile before falling onto the lower parts of the tentacles.
The flame around Shana begins to burn the backs of the tentacles' bodies.
"URU!?" Barbara's eyes widen in shock.
Shana with her wings then starts flying towards Barbara while her tentacles burn. The bearded woman was alerted by this.
"How fast!" Barbara said. She didn't have time to change her hair style for the first time in her life, and had to resort to blocking it with both hair cuffs.
"HAAH!" Shana went to Barbara and the nietono no Shana collided with the hair hands.
Stab*
"Ghroa!?" Barbara suddenly felt immense pain as if something had gone through her. The hair fists slowly moved on thanks to the fire and it is revealed that the tip of the nietono no shana made it through Barbara's abdomen.
"Uuurh..." Barbara groans.
"What's the matter? Aren't you gonna laugh now?" Shana taunted before taking the nietono no shana out of Barbara. A small hole was seen. Barbara stood up. Like a zombie. Shana begins to walk away.
"E...Evej...Eve..." Barbara tried to speak.
"huh?" Shana turned.
"Even...my defeat at the hands of a client is. that's...so feminine!" Barbara said before slowly lean her body.
And before Shana could blink Barbara fails flat on her face, seemingly unconscious.
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Shana just unwrapped the nietono on shana. She then stopped as she heard a noise continually getting louder.
"...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Shana's widen when the noise started to get too loud. It was a man's scream. When Shana looked up. She saw a small target in the sky being sent to the sky's at high velocity. Until a *blink* was heard and the target was no longer seen.
"This voice peeked my memory... It appears to belong to..." Alastor glowed.
Shana just smiled. "Looks like it's done."
Shana had finished her fight and was now heading back to where the Straw Hats were. She heard a scream.
"SHANA!" There was no mistaking. It was Luffy's voice. Shana then looked down and saw three small dots on the ground.
"So I trust that Buggy has been dealt with?" Shana asked.
"That's it! You should have seen that, Nami stole the parts of the big nose and tied it to a rope and it became very small!" Luffy gestured. "Then, all I did was take him somewhere else!"
"Mr. Mayor." They heard.
"Huh?" Said shana seeing a dozen people, surrounding Boodle.
"Who is it?" Luffy asked.
"They don't look to be more Buggy pirates. Maybe they are civilians who finally decided to step out of their comfort zone." Shana guested.
"Hey, you." Suddenly called them one of the villagers, seeing them. "Who are you? Why is the mayor in this state? And where's the Buggy?"
"Uh, we're just..." Began Nami.
"We are pirates." Luffy said. This caused both Nami and Shana to comically fail to lean their body's.
"Shut up, you moron!" Nami barked.
"Pirates?" Repeated the civilians.
"And I was the one who knocked out the may- WHOA!?" Added Luffy. However, he was interrupted when someone made him trip on the ground. It was Shana.
"Imbecile, are you a fan of danger or what?!" Shana yelled.
"Great. Now we have more problems to deal with." Zoro commented.
the villagers direct their weapons at them.
"All on them! We will avenge our mayor."
"Yeah!"
"Run." Cried Nami, grabbing her bag, before giving it to Zoro. "Hold that, you."
"Huh? Why…?"
"Do it, that's all." Nami said bitterly.
"I know this isn't the time to ask, but what's that?" Shana asked.
"Oh, that? While Luffy was fighting I managed to steal some of Buggy's treasure." Nami explained.
"Okay. Got it!"
"All of this is your fault, Luffy." Nami Cried. "Couldn't you have kept quiet, damn it!"
"Me, I am reassured now. " Luffy said.
"Huh?"
"Yeah! If they got so angry because I hit their mayor, it was because he had a good reason to fight against Buggy! This is a good city."
"This boy is full of surprises. So much even i can't predict." Alastor glowed.
Turning suddenly, he stepped in time over a little white figure, covered with bandages. Recognizing it, Luffy stopped before smiling.
"You're fine, so much the better! Until next time, dog."
"Woof!"Chouchou Barked, growling at the civilians in order to stop their progress.
"Chouchou? What are you doing?"
"Get out of the way, Chouchou!"
"You're barking against the wrong people you know!"
DOCKS.
"Finally, we got there." Rejoices Nami, running towards her boat.
"Wow, your boat is so cool." Luffy said, finally putting the barrel of apples on the ground.
"Is that so? I just stole it from three idiots, there are two days."
"These? Are we going to sail the ocean on these two boards? It's very open. If someone invades us while we sleep they will easily sink us." Shana states her opinion before jumping to one of the boats. "...I know nothing about boats and stuff. But I suppose this is passable. If this world really is just flooded in water then its stupid to deduct that we can get a new one soon."
"Indeed. If we plan on going to the grand line, a new ship, and new companions are a must!" Nami agreed.
A few minutes later, the boats connected to a rope where now sailing and leaving the island.
"Young people!" They bowed then.
While the boat was sailing along the island, a person was running on a small path, while beckoning to the occupants of the two boats.
Luffy recognized him. It was the mayor. But he had no armor on him.
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"This fight had no involvement with you. I was about to die... I was about to sacrifice my life for a foolish cause..." The mayor lifts his face up with a smile. "Thank you! Thank you for everything!"
Luffy simply smiled upon hearing. "Don't mention it!"
The mayor then looked around him to find a large bag next to him.
"Umm? That bag wasn't here when we arrived. Wait, now that I realize. Where's mine..." Nami noticed.
"Ah! I left it to the old man!" Luffy said simply.
"WHAAAAAAT!? YOU DID WHAT!?"
"They'll need the money to repair the damage to the village- AHHHHH!" Luffy was taken back by Nami shoving his head into the water.
"I DON'T CARE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA WHAT YOU DID!? THERE WAS MORE THAN 50 MILLION BERRI IN THAT BAG!"
"AHHH-! I'M SORRY! *EHUWHH* AHHHHH!"
Zoro and Shana are seen laughing at everything on the other boat.
'It seems to me that I'll be in a comforting zone in this world faster than I originally anticipated.' Shana thought.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Notes:
I'AM INCREDIBLY SORRY THAT IT TOOK 2 YEARS FOR ME TO PUBLISH THE REST OF THE STORY HERE. I HAVE NO EXCUSE FOR THIS, IT WAS PROCRASTINATION THAT GOT ME.
Chapter 6: The Messiah and the False Heroine
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[Persona 3 OST: Mistic]
In the tranquil twilight of a world beyond comprehension, where the line between reality and myth blurs, Stuck in a door. Chained. Punctured. a statue. No. A lone figure with short hair stood at the precipice of eternity.
Minato Arisato, once having to coexist with the harbinger of death without ever realizing and savior of humanity, now bore the weight of an eternal duty.
The previous wielder of the Wild Card, faced the biggest choice of his whole life: to embrace oblivion or become the vessel that binds Nyx's darkness. With unwavering resolve, he chose the latter, offering his life to safeguard his friends and humanity from the encroaching shadows.
Minato stood alone. Motionlessly amidst the swirling mists of the unknown. Memories of his past life flickered like distant stars, illuminating the path he had traversed.
"There's nothing we can do!?"
"Don't give up! We have to believe in him!"
"Give him Strenght! Take my life if you must!"
"Yeah! I'm willing to risk mine too!"
"He's going to face it all by himself!"
"No, he's not alone! I won't let him die!"
"*Bark* *Bark*"
"I won't allow this world to destroyed!"
"Alright, Let's do this..."
He hears all the voices coming from his friends when he faced the core of nyx itself by himself. All of them gave him the strenght required to seal away the entity. Yet, as the echoes of his sacrifice reverberated through the void, a new sensation stirred within Minato's consciousness.
The silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the faint whisper of ethereal winds. Then, as if summoned by the very essence of the void, a figure emerged from the shadows—a silhouette cloaked in darkness, its form shrouded in mystery.
"You tread upon the threshold of worlds, traveler," the voice intoned, its timbre resonating with a haunting melody. "Know that my presence here is no mere coincidence, but a convergence of destinies intertwined. You must move."
Minato was incapable of responding back due to his current situation.
"A world is in needs of your assistence again, Messiah. One not known by you."
Despite the figure's enticing offer and cryptic promises, doubt gnawed at the edges of Minato's consciousness. The weight of his duty, the solemn oath he had sworn to safeguard humanity, anchored him to the path he had chosen—the path of self-sacrifice and eternal vigilance.
"Go forth, traveler," the figure intoned, its voice a whisper on the winds of eternity. "Seek out the threads that bind your fate to this realm, and embrace the challenges that lie ahead. For in your journey, the tapestry of existence shall be forever altered."
the figure raised a hand, its silhouette shimmering with an ephemeral glow. In an instant, the darkness seemed to part, revealing a glimpse of a distant realm beyond.
As the figure's cryptic words hung in the air, Minato's gaze narrowed, his resolve hardening against the siren call of temptation. Yet, before he could voice his refusal, a surge of energy enveloped him, suffusing his very being with a radiant light.
In that blinding brilliance, Minato felt a sensation unlike any he had experienced before. a sense of weightlessness, of existence transcending the bounds of reality itself. His consciousness wavered, flickering like a candle in the wind, before settling into a new vessel—a vessel forged from the essence of his own soul.
As the light began to fade, Minato found himself standing upon solid ground once more, his form unchanged yet somehow renewed. He glanced down at his hands, marveling at the familiar sensation of flesh and bone, yet tinged with an otherworldly clarity.
"What the..." Was the first thing to come out of his mouth. Minato quickly felt something else he hadn't felt for months. He could speak again.
Before him, the enigmatic figure regarded him with an inscrutable gaze, its features obscured by the lingering radiance of the transformative light. the figure vanished into the shadows, leaving Minato standing alone amidst the cosmic abyss.
"Farewell..."
As Minato's vision darkened, a sense of weightlessness engulfed him, the fabric of reality unraveling around him like threads in the wind. With each passing moment, the boundaries of his existence blurred, melding into the inky void of the unknown.
[OST ENDS HERE]
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[Approximately 10 minutes after the Chakravartin Furnace of Five Hells's detonation]
Seryu Ubiquitous's consciousness flickered into existence amidst the depths of a boundless void—a realm cloaked in darkness. Confusion gnawed at the edges of her consciousness as she struggled to make sense of her surroundings.
"Where are am i?"
As her senses slowly returned to her, Seryu realized with a start that her injuries. the wounds inflicted upon her by Mine and the self-destruction had vanished without a trace.
She felt healthier than ever.
But before she could voice her inquiries, a familiar presence stirred at her side. a presence that filled her with a sense of comfort and solace.
With a gasp of realization, Seryu's eyes widened as she beheld the form of her faithful companion, Koro. The loyal canine, whose unwavering loyalty had guided her through countless trials, stood by her side, his gaze filled with an unspoken understanding.
This meant one thing. His core had been restored somehow.
A surge of happiness welled within Seryu's heart as she reached out to caress Koro's fur, her touch a testament to the bond that bound them together.
"Koro!" Seryu murmured before picking up the 'dog' and put it around her arms, her voice soft yet filled with emotion. "You're here...! you're safe!"
The 'Dog' gestured its little arms around happily.
"I imagine you're quite lost at this moment." An ominous voice echoed.
"Huh?"
Suddenly, a mysterious voice echoes through the void. As the sound reverberates through the darkness, a strange bright figure emerges from the depths a being of radiant light.
"Welcome, travelers," the voice intones, its words echoing like a chorus of celestial whispers.
"Who are you?" She asked. She then drops the biological teigu to the ground.
"For certain reasons. I cannot tell you. But you may call me, Avic."
Koro signs of skepticism. His instincts on edge towards the figure.
"I can assure you that I'm not your enemy. If you're wondering why you're both alive. I may be the answear you're looking for."
"What do you mean?" Seryu asks.
"If you're wondering how i did it. I cannot tell you. However, with my power i have granted you second life. a chance to fulfill your destiny and embrace the possibilities that lie ahead."
Though the source of this second chance remains shrouded in mystery, she cannot deny the gratitude that swells within her heart.
"Thank you," Seryu murmurs, her voice tinged with sincerity. "We are grateful for this opportunity, whatever its origins may be. Justice will not squander it."
"Sadly, There is a catch. I'm not incapable of sending you back to the world you came from. You have been killed in combat, defying that established law could cause catastrophic results." The figure told sadly.
Seryu's heart sinks at the figure's somber revelation, the weight of its words casting a shadow over the newfound hope that had ignited within her. Though grateful for the second chance at life, the realization that they may never return to the world they once knew fills her with a profound sense of loss.
"However... There is something you can still do by taking advantage of your second life." The figure told.
Seryu's attention is captured once more by the figure's words, her gaze fixed upon its radiant form with a mixture of curiosity and intrigue. Though the prospect of never returning to their former world weighs heavily upon her heart, the figure's cryptic declaration fills her with a renewed sense of purpose.
"What is it?" Seryu asks, her voice tinged with anticipation.
"In a new world..."
"New...World?" Seryu said slowly as if having difficulties to understand the term.
"There is a world. A world swallowed by both oceans and corruption." the figure spoke. "In this world, slavery is a strong term. The worst of all is the World Government. Many despicable men and women work under their eyes. They censor people's information or distort it to become something completely different. Many people have and are suffering under their hands."
Seryu listens intently to the figure's description of the world plagued by oceans and corruption, her heart heavy with the weight of its words. Her face expressing disgust. Though she had 'witnessed' injustice in her own world in the form of Night raid scum, with two very important people to her being killed by this. the extent of suffering described by the figure fills her with a sense of righteous indignation.
Deep down, Seryu had wondered why this figure saved her and Koro's life. Now. In her mind it was all clear to her. This person was an ally of justice.
"That's outrageous! We cannot stand idly by while such atrocities continue unchecked," Seryu declares, her voice tinged with determination.
" *Sign* I think it should be the time. While it was not my intention at first. I believe its time for me to tell you who I am."
The figure then tells Seryu his story. He and his family were civilians in that world, who suffered greatly at the hands of the world government. He says he had sacrificed himself for them and was executed. However, after eating a strange fruit he ends up gaining the power to reincarnate himself and other's to different worlds. As the figure recounts his tragic tale, Seryu listens with a mixture of empathy and sympathy, her heart going out to him and his family for the suffering they endured at the hands of the oppressive World Government. The story of his sacrifice and subsequent reincarnation fills her with a profound sense of awe and admiration, as well as a deep understanding of the pain he must have endured.
"I'm sorry for what you and your family had to go through," Seryu says softly, her voice filled with genuine compassion. "But your resilience and determination are truly inspiring. You have faced unimaginable hardships and yet you continue to fight for what is right. We are honored to stand by your side in this noble cause."
"Don't pity me. I have moved on from this for 10 years now. My power gives me the ability to see through another world. I can reincarnate dead beings from other worlds, however I cannot bring them back to their own world. They reincarnate somewhere else." The figure explains. "So as I begin searching through worlds anonymously. I heard someone yell the name justice. When I found out who it was i immediately used my power on you without ever looking much into your past."
"Anyway. this is the very reason I have brought you here. Despite my actions I believe that my family still suffers in their hands. While i was searching for help by myself. I found out about a strange young man. When I saw him, I had my suspicions. However, as i watched him futher it became clear to me that i was right when he saved that town from a corrupt marine." The figure spoke. "I know that we just met. But I ask that you please. Find this boy and help him save this world. Not just for my family. But for the rest who have suffered because of the World Government's actions."
Seryu listens intently to the figure's explanation, her admiration for his selflessness growing with each word. Though he may have moved on from his past, his dedication to helping others speaks volumes about the strength of his character and the depth of his compassion.
"We will do everything in our power to help this young man and the people of this world," Seryu declares, her voice filled with determination. "No one should have to suffer at the hands of tyranny and injustice. We will stand with them, fight for them, and do whatever it takes to bring Justice to these scum! Right, Koro?"
Beside her, Koro emits a low growl of agreement, his loyalty unwavering in the face of their shared mission. It seems he had dropped his early deductive stance towards the figure.
"Thank you so much." The figure spoke as if it was about to cry.
Suddenly, Seryu is hit with intense bright light in her eyes.
"Urgh...!"
"This is as far as my power is capable of going. You'll be arriving at this new world in any minute now."
"Wait," she calls out, her voice echoing through the fading light. "Who is this young man you speak of? What is his name?"
The figure turns to her, a flicker of sadness in its luminous eyes. "His name is Monkey D. Luffy," it replies, its voice tinged with reverence. "He is a man with a heart as boundless as the sea, and a spirit that knows no bounds. While he may be a pirate. Do not judge him harshly for it, as being a pirate in that world is the only available method of living free. He wishes to become King of the pirates. Not for wealth. Or power. But to be the most free man in the sea. And he will influence others to do the same. He is the one who will lead the fight against the tyranny of the World Government, and it is he who holds the key to unlocking a brighter future for this world."
That was the last thing, Seryu and Koro heard before their vision had been obscured by the light.
Chapter 7: 'Who's the other woman with orange hair? Usopp, the Honorable liar!'
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
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"So hungry..."
Luffy's grumpy demeanor is evident as he stares out at the vast expanse of the sea. His stomach grumbles audibly.
lack of fishing gear and his inability to catch fish with his bare hands due to the ocean only serves to exacerbate his mood.
Meanwhile, the rest of the crew Zoro, Nami, and Shana continue to lounge about the deck, seemingly unfazed by Luffy's grumbling.
"For crying out loud, Luffy, we heard you the first twenty times!" Nami rolled eyes.
As Nami's gaze shifts from Luffy to Shana, she notices the quiet contemplation in the crimson-haired girl's eyes as she gazes out at the expansive ocean.
"Its been quite a bit since i've seen the sea. So...This whole world is flooded with water..." The gentle hum that escapes her lips carries with it a sense of wonder and curiosity, prompting Nami to pause and consider her question.
"It's hard to say for sure," Nami replies.
"I see..."
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Suddenly, With a deep breath, she turns to face the rest of the group, her expression earnest yet determined.
"Shana. Do you think its time?" Alastor glows
"Yes." She swiftly replies.
"There's something I owe you... An explanation... I think it's time I told you all a little bit about myself," Shana begins, her voice steady as she meets the curious gazes of her companions. "Since I arrived here I have been realizing my contradictory view of the world. it hugely differentiates from yours."
She crosses her legs, as if predicting a long conversation.
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In an unknown part of the ocean, a canoe silently sails by with two figures above. The smaller figure makes sad crying noises while looking at the second figure, which was larger and appeared to be a woman who was experiencing dehydration. She was lying on the floor, and barely looked alive.
"I come from an island far away," she continues, weaving her tale with a practiced ease. "It was a huge island. So big that you would have to explore the whole place just to find the ocean. My...parents were very strict with me and forbade me from going near the ocean. They were born on that island too, and never left, which is why I don't know anything about the world."
"I'm not surprised." Nami said. "It is very rare for the inhabitants of an island to leave their lair's, even for the simplest reasons. There are very dangerous creatures in the sea. Not to mention the pirates."
"It was a peaceful place, quiet and serene, until one day a powerful individual arrived. This person had incredible strength and abilities, unlike anything I'd ever seen. he wreaked havoc on my home, And I faced him while I was trying to protect someone. In the end, I ended up losing. and in the chaos, I was caught in a massive blast that sent me flying across the sea. When I woke up I found myself on another island. The same one where you were. The rest you already know."
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"The moment, I saw that you were reliable pirates, I decided to become your companion at that moment. I plan to stay with this pack until I get to my island. Nothing is more important to me than meeting Yuji again."
"Ahh, so that's it?" Luffy said plainly. He then smiled all of a sudden. "Well, we're glad you ended up with us, Shana," Luffy says with his trademark enthusiasm. "Don't worry about that. We will be able to find your island and your friend! But until then we're going to have a lot of adventures together!"
"...Thanks." Shana said calmly.
"Did you adapt your story to fit their world?" Alastor glowed.
"I don't think I can say everything. I need to know more about Luffy and his crew before that." She responds in a low voice so the others couldn't hear her. "It will only be a matter of time before they find out its a lie. This story I told is so far-fetched that anyone could put the pieces together."
"Okay. But that doesn't explain one thing." Zoro started, which is when Shana turned around. "Your fire abilities. You don't seem to know anything about devil fruits. So it can't be that."
Shana stared at the swordsman. "...I've trained my whole life. That's all you need to know. "
From the expression on Zoro's face, he didn't seem to be satisfied with that answer. But decided to drop the subject for now.
"Anyway. I wanted to let you know that we're arriving at the next island." Nami said looking at the weather.
"Shouldn't we be going to the Grand line?" Shana asked.
"Are you nuts!? No way! We don't have the means to go on the grand line right now. There are only four of us. We don't have a real ship. Not to mention the lack of supplies." Nami told.
"If you say so." Shana shruggled off.
"Right. We need a lot of booze." Zoro suggested.
"An a Musician! We need a musician on the crew." Luffy said while leaning towards the boat.
"Musician!?" Zoro said before starting to laugh.
"Imbecile, why do we need a musician on a pirate crew!?" Shana questioned.
"Aw, come on. Every pirate ship has a musician to entertain the gang!" Luffy defended.
"Why is he such an idiot?" Nami asked herself. "Whatever. our next stop is called Syrup Village. They say there's a very famous mansion here in the East Blue. If we're lucky we can borrow a real ship from them." Nami said thoughtfully.
"Yippe! Finally a place to fill my belly!" Luffy said happily. "I hope they are good people and share the meat with us."
"And don't forget about the booze!" Zoro suggested with a grin.
"WHAT THE HELL IS YOU GUYS'S PROBLEM!? ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING!?" Nami yelled all of a sudden.
Shana simply chuckled at this before looking back for a sec before returning to her original position. However, he instinctively turns back when her eyes freeze at the sea.
"Hey! There's a wooden canoe there on the sea, and there are two figures there!" Shana warned the confused strawhats. "One of them seems to be unconscious!"
"Huh?" They all headed to the side of the deck to look for what Shana saw.
"That's right. There's an unconscious woman on that raft." Observed Zoro.
Shana then began to position herself on top of the tip of the boat. "I'll be back soon. CRIMSON WINGS!" Shana jumped with all her strength and wings sprouted from her back, before she flew towards the raft.
Birds chirped softly, the sun painted warm rays across rooftops, and all seemed calm...
Until a panicked voice shattered the stillness.
"The pirates are coming!"
A man with a comically long nose sprinted through the village streets, flailing his arms like mad as he cried out to every house and alley. "The pirates are coming! I saw them with my own eyes!"
Villagers peeked out from behind windows and doors, alarm flashing in their eyes.
Usopp—the village's infamous loudmouth—kept screaming, panting between shouts as he bolted down the road like his life depended on it. But then, just as suddenly as he started, he skidded to a halt, turned on his heel, cupped his hands around his mouth, and shouted:
"...It's a lie!!"
The silence that followed only lasted a second.
Doors burst open. Brooms, buckets, and frying pans were brandished like weapons.
"Usopp!!"
"That’s the third time this week!"
"Stop scaring us, you idiot!!"
With gleeful laughter, Usopp waited for the mob to close in—just enough to make it exciting. Then, with a smirk, he turned and ran again.
"This is too easy!" he chuckled to himself, darting between corners and fences, slipping away like a shadow.
Eventually, the angry crowd lost sight of him. They huffed and grumbled, deciding to call it quits for now. One by one, they dispersed, muttering about "that damn boy" and returning to their homes.
Unbeknownst to them, Usopp was lounging comfortably up in the branches of a nearby tree, tucked behind a thick veil of leaves.
"Heh... works every time," he whispered with a sly grin, hands behind his head as he stared at the sky. "Captain Usopp strikes again."
Usopp stretched with a loud yawn as he hopped down from the tree, landing with a soft thud on the grass below. He dusted himself off, looking rather proud of himself.
But before he could fully enjoy his moment of peace—
"CAPTAIN USOPP!!"
Three familiar voices rang out in unison.
Usopp turned just in time to see three kids sprinting toward him, kicking up dust as they ran. There was Pepper, the green-haired one with an intense expression that didn’t quite match his small stature. Next was Onion, whose blonde, onion-like hair stuck up dramatically in all directions. And last came Carrot, easily recognizable by his orange-and-purple beanie hat.
These were Usopp’s so-called loyal crew—though none of them had ever stepped foot on a real ship.
"You're not gonna believe this!" Pepper shouted, breathless.
"Yeah! We saw a boat!" Onion added.
"It’s heading for the island right now!" Carrot finished.
Usopp blinked. "A boat?"
"A pirate boat!" they said together.
That wiped the smirk clean off his face.
"Pirates... real pirates?" he asked, sweat already forming on his brow.
The kids nodded eagerly.
"We couldn’t see who they were, but it was definitely a pirate ship! We saw buggy's flag!" said Pepper.
Usopp started to fidget. "B-Buggy?!.....W-Well, this is quite serious..." he muttered. "Alright, you three—listen up! I need you to, uh... stay here on the coast! Watch everything closely!"
"Wait, what about you, Captain Usopp?" Onion asked.
"Yeah! You said if pirates ever came to the island, you'd beat them all up in a flash!" Carrot reminded him.
Usopp cleared his throat and tried to look solemn.
"Ah, yes, well, about that..." He put a hand to his forehead dramatically. "As fate would have it, I've just been stricken with a terrible, incurable illness. Yes! The legendary—uh—Can't-Go-To-The-Coast Disease!"
"LIAR!!!"
The boys stared at him, deadpan.
"That’s not even a real disease," Pepper said flatly.
Usopp froze. He scratched the back of his head with an awkward laugh.
"Eheh... sharp as ever, boys..."
The calm of the ocean was briefly interrupted by a splash as Shana pulled two figures onto the deck of the boat.
One was a large white dog strangely upright, walking on two legs with a belt and small pouch strapped across its back. The other was a young woman in gleaming but battered armor, her orange hair tied in a slightly messy ponytail. Her sword remained sheathed at her hip, but she looked like she hadn't lifted it in days. Her eyes were shut, and her lips were dry and cracked.
"She's not waking up," Shana said, kneeling beside the woman with a frown.
Luffy peered over her shoulder, tilting his head. "Whoa, a dog that walks! That's awesome!"
Zoro raised an eyebrow. "And she's wearing armor. Looks like some kind of knight."
The dog, Koro, sat silently beside his master. His round face was usually cheerful, but now it drooped in sadness. His ears were low, and his big eyes shimmered with concern.
"Poor thing..." Nami murmured as she examined the woman, brushing some hair from her face. "She's burning up. I think I know what this is."
She stood up, arms crossed as she explained. "It's scurvy,a disease that happens when you don't get enough vitamin C. Sailors used to get it all the time. If you go too long without fruit, your body starts breaking down. Weakness, gum disease, dehydration... it's not pretty."
"So she's sick from not eating oranges?" Luffy asked, confused.
"Basically, yes," Nami replied.
Zoro grunted. "Do we have any fruit?"
Nami shook her head. "Nothing that could help. even if we had some, she can't swallow anything right now."
Koro let out a soft whimper, gently nudging Seryu's side with his nose.
Shana's brows furrowed. 'What...This girl… she's not from this world either,' she said quietly, mostly to herself. She could feel something in Seryu's aura was like hers.
The small boats gently bumped against the sandy shore as Luffy's crew disembarked.
"Finally," Zoro muttered, cracking his neck. "Land to stretch my legs a bit."
Shana carried Seryu's unconscious body carefully in her arms while Koro stayed close by her side, his tail wagging slowly, cautiously. Nami scanned the terrain, eyes sharp and focused on finding any sign of civilization—or better yet, fruit.
But before anyone could take another step, a loud voice echoed from above.
"HALT, BUGGY PIRATES!"
"Huh?"
All eyes turned toward the top of a nearby hill, where a tall figure stood dramatically, hands on his hips, his long nose pointing proudly toward the sky.
"I am Captain Usopp!" he announced boldly, his voice echoing through the air. "Protector of this island! If you wish to pass, you'll have to do it over my dead body—and that of my 8000 men!"
Behind him, several shadowy silhouettes stood still, unmoving. From a distance, they looked like an ominous army of loyal warriors.
Luffy tilted his head. "...Eight thousand?"
"HUH?!" he blurted next, eyes bulging. "THAT many?!"
Zoro narrowed his eyes, unimpressed. "Those look like sticks."
Shana took one sharp glance, her crimson eyes glowing slightly. "They're paper."
Nami sighed. "Yeah, definitely paper."
Usopp flinched. Sweat poured down his forehead as his confident stance started to shake. "U-Uh... w-what? No! These are my elite soldiers! H-Hardened pirates and bounty hunters! T-They'll crush you if you try anything!"
Shana folded her arms. "Are they going to crush us with… ink?"
"AHHHH! They found out!"
From behind the paper silhouettes, three small figures burst out in a panic—Pepper, Onion, and Carrot, all shouting in unison as they ran in circles, their arms flailing.
The breeze picked up, sending the paper silhouettes fluttering away in every direction like dry leaves.
Usopp collapsed to his knees in exaggerated defeat. "Curses! Foiled."
Luffy stared blankly for a moment… then grinned. "Hey! That guy's pretty funny!"
"HISSATSU…!"
Usopp gritted his teeth, pulling out his slingshot with a dramatic flair, aiming straight at the crew below.
"I don't care who you are," he shouted. "If you set foot on this island, you'll face the full might of—"
Click.
Luffy had stopped laughing. His face was now obscured beneath the shadow of his straw hat.
"Pointing a gun at a pirate..." he said quietly, his voice low and heavy. "You'll have to pay with your life."
A single bead of sweat rolled down Usopp's cheek.
His arms trembled. The rubber band in his slingshot stretched... then loosened.
"...Ehhhhh, m-maybe this is too much for now..." he muttered, slowly tucking the slingshot away with an awkward laugh. "H-Haha! Just testing you! You passed!"
There was a long pause.
"Wahahaha!" Luffy suddenly burst into a wide grin. "I stole that line. It was something Shanks said once!"
"Wha—Shanks?!" Usopp's jaw dropped. "You mean the Red-Haired Pirate Shanks?!"
Everyone was gathered in a circle. Luffy and Usopp sat side by side on the floor, chomping down on plates of food.
"Man, you actually knew Shanks?" Usopp said with wide eyes between bites.
"Yup!" Luffy said through a mouthful. "He used to hang out in my hometown. He saved me once. He even lost his arm for me."
Usopp looked stunned.
"No way… Shanks, the pirate who sails the Grand Line with monsters like Benn Beckman and Lucky Roux…"
Meanwhile, in the next room, Shana knelt beside a small bed where Seryu lay resting. She gently helped her sit up with Koro's help and offered her slices of orange and papaya in a small bowl.
"Just take it slow," Shana said quietly. "You're lucky we got here when we did."
Shana paused for a moment. 'She reeks of carrion.'
Koro let out a soft bark, his tail wagging as he licked Seryu's cheek comfortingly.
"So, you're Yasopp's kid, right?"
Usopp's eyes sparkled with pride. "Yes, I am!"
"You know," Luffy said casually, pointing at him with a grin, "with that big nose, there's no mistaking it!"
Usopp froze for a beat... then puffed out his chest proudly. "Heh! I'll take that as a compliment!"
"He kept telling me about you all the time!"
He folded his arms dramatically. "My father sails with Shanks! He's one of the best sharpshooters in the world! When he left, he told me he was going to become a great pirate and he did! Someday I'm gonna join him on the high seas!"
Nami, who had been quietly observing, blinked at that. Admiring a pirate... because he's a pirate? Her hands tightened slightly around her teacup. But she said nothing, choosing instead to glance out the window.
Her eyes narrowed on something in the distance.
"Hey... what about that mansion up there?" she asked, pointing at the large estate visible through the open curtains. "Looks like someone important lives there. Think they could have give us a ship?"
Usopp jolted upright, clearly caught off guard.
"Th-That place?" he stammered, waving his hands dismissively. "N-No, no, no! Nothing important there at all! Just a boring old house! Empty! Dusty! Haunted, probably! Definitely not worth checking out!"
Usopp coughed, standing up abruptly. "W-Would you look at the time! I have to go do... something! Something very urgent! Very heroic! Don't worry about the money, I'm friends with the restaurant owner. You all make yourselves at home!"
Usopp then left. But Nami seemed confused. 'Why did he look so nervous?'
Pepper, Onion, and Carrot crouched low in the tall grass, binoculars fashioned out of bamboo and bottle glass clutched in their hands.
"There they are," Pepper whispered. "The pirates!"
"They must've kidnapped Captain Usopp!" Carrot hissed.
Onion nodded gravely. "That explains everything. They got to him before he could destroy them with his 8000 men!"
"Look!" Pepper pointed. "They've split up! The red-haired girl went to the other room!"
"Good," Carrot said. "That's when we strike."
The three of them nodded in unison, pulling out their handmade weapons—wooden swords, slingshots, and a sock full of marbles.
"For Captain Usopp!" they cried, fists raised to the sky.
BAM!
The front door burst open with explosive energy.
"We've come to rescue you, Captain Usopp!" shouted the three kids in unison—Pepper, Onion, and Carrot—all dramatically posing with their makeshift weapons raised.
But they froze mid-pose.
The room was calm. No battle. No chaos. Just a few pirates lounging around.
More importantly... no Usopp.
Their eyes darted wildly around the room.
"Where is he?" Onion gasped.
"That plate!" Carrot pointed to the floor, where Luffy's empty dish lay licked clean, still spinning slightly from being set down.
Pepper's eyes widened in horror. "Did they... EAT HIM?!"
Zoro, leaning against the wall, slowly opened one eye and gave them a menacing look. "Yeah," he said in a low voice, dark and serious. "We ate your captain. He was pretty chewy."
The kids stood frozen in pure terror, their wooden weapons clattering to the floor.
"AAAAAAHHHHHHHH!" they screamed and Turned to Nami. " A WITCH!"
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING A WITCH!?" Nami barked comically.
Shana sat at the edge of the small bed, wiping Seryu's forehead with a damp cloth. The armored girl was sleeping peacefully now, her face no longer as pale as before, lips moist with the juices Shana had fed her.
Koro lay curled by her side, quietly snoring.
But Shana didn't relax.
Her crimson eyes narrowed slightly.
That's when she heard the voice of Alastor,
"Shana. Something's bothering you."
She nodded slowly. "Yes... It's her. Her existence... it's strange."
Alastor's tone grew cautious. "In what way?"
"She's... not like normal people. It's not just that she's from another world," Shana murmured, staring at Seryu's sleeping face. "Her Power of Existence feels tainted. Like it's soaked in rage. Like bloodlust is wrapped around her very soul."
"Something... or someone… left a mark on her. Be careful. The darkness may not be gone. Only sleeping."
"Wait... Was that all a joke?"
The crew (minus Shana and the recovering Seryu) walked up a winding path leading toward it. The grass was well-kept, and flowers bloomed around the cobblestone steps.
"What a big mansion!" Luffy said, stretching his arms behind his head. "Does Usopp live here too?"
"No," Pepper replied. "But when he disappears, he usually ends up here."
"What does he do here?" Nami asked suspiciously.
"He comes here to lie," said Carrot plainly.
Nami stopped walking. "But Lying is very bad," she said, frowning and crossing her arms.
The kids all looked down for a moment, but Onion raised a hand and added, "But... the girl who lives here, Kaya... she's always really sick. And kinda lonely. Usopp tells her crazy stories to make her smile."
"Yeah!" Carrot chimed in, eyes lighting up. "He once said he fought a sea king with his bare hands and used the bones to build a raft!"
"My favorite is the one where he landed his ship on a giant brown island but it was actually a giant goldfish's poop. Then, he tamed the giant goldfish by yelling at it," Pepper said proudly.
"Seriously? What a nice guy…" Luffy said.
The group approached the shaded side of the mansion, where a large tree leaned just close enough to reach the upper windows.
Perched comfortably on a thick branch was Usopp, legs swinging lazily in the breeze as he spoke with someone at the second-floor window.
A soft, gentle laugh floated through the air.
Sitting by the window was Kaya, a delicate young woman with blonde hair and a long white dress. Her pale skin caught the sunlight as she listened, clearly enchanted by the tale.
"So there I was!" Usopp proclaimed proudly, gesturing wide with his arms. "Facing down ten sea monsters at once! But I wasn't afraid! I just—!"
He suddenly stopped mid-sentence, spotting Luffy and the crew below.
"Usopp!" Luffy called up, cupping his hands around his mouth. "You didn't tell us you had a friend!"
Usopp nearly fell off the branch in surprise.
"Nice!" Luffy grinned. "Let's ask her for a boat!"
"Wha, NO, WAIT!" Usopp shouted, panicking as the crew started waving at Kaya.
Nami, already analyzing the mansion's value, tapped her chin. "She might be our best shot at getting an actual ship…"
Kaya tilted her head curiously. "Friends of yours, Usopp?"
Usopp sighed dramatically. "… yes."
"W-Wait, you can't go through!" Onion shouted, throwing his arms wide.
"Yeah!" Pepper added. "There are really strong guards up ahead!"
Carrot nodded seriously. "Super scary ones!"
Luffy blinked once, then grinned mischievously. "Then we'll just go over them!"
Before anyone could stop him, Luffy turned toward the gate, cracking his knuckles with excitement. "GOMU GOMU NO... Rocket!"
He launched his arms forward with a snap, grabbed the top of the gate—and woosh!
"WAAHHH!" the kids shrieked.
"He's a monster!" Carrot cried, falling over backwards in fear.
"Grab him! Stop him!" Nami shouted.
But it was too late. Luffy flung himself through the air like a human slingshot, and as he sailed over the gate—
"GYAAAHHHHHH!"
—he accidentally snagged Zoro, Nami, and the kids along for the ride.
WHUMP!
The group crash-landed in the backyard bushes in a pile of limbs and groans.
Luffy popped his head out from the hedge, grinning. "It worked!"
"It didn't work at all!" Nami yelled from beneath a tangle of arms.
A soft voice came from nearby.
"A-Are you okay?" Kaya called out from her window in surprise. "Did you guys come to hear Mister Usopp's stories too?"
"Y-Yeah, that's right!" Usopp said quickly, sliding down from his tree branch. "That's exactly why they're here!"
"No it's not," Luffy said with a casual honesty that made Usopp flinch. "We came to ask a favor."
Kaya looked puzzled. "A favor? For me?"
Luffy nodded. "Can you give us a ship?"
The question hung in the air for only a moment… before a cold, clipped voice cut through the garden.
"Hmph. So this is where all the noise is coming from."
Everyone turned. A tall, stern-looking man in a crisp butler outfit stood in the doorway, glasses glinting as he looked down at the group with a frown of disapproval.
"Klahadore." Kaya's voice was soft, almost uncertain.
He looked at her, then back at the group sprawled across the grass. "I do not appreciate trespassers on this estate," he said coldly. "Not at all."
Shana emerged from the room where Seryu was now resting peacefully, her breathing light but steady. She stretched, glanced around—and immediately realized something was off.
"The room's too quiet..." she muttered.
She turned to the living room—empty. The dishes were cleared, the chairs moved. Not a single crewmate in sight.
She spotted something on the table. A roughly folded note scribbled in Luffy's chicken-scratch handwriting:
"Went to the mansion. Gonna ask for a boat. – Luffy "
Shana sighed, brushing some hair from her face. "Of course they did."
Alastor's voice echoed from the crimson pendant around her neck.
"I assume we're going after them?"
Shana nodded. "Eventually.
In a shaded grove near the forest path leading toward the cliffs, a strange figure strolled with a hypnotic rhythm. He had brown hair, wore a heart-shaped pair of sunglasses, and spun a ringed pendulum in one hand.
He was moonwalking.
Yes. moonwalking. This Lad was Effortlessly sliding backward as if defying gravity.
TO BE CONTINUED.
BONUS SCENE.
A faint click echoed in the void as a glowing light door snapped shut behind him.
Minato Arisato blinked against the shift in atmosphere.
The air here was thick—too thick. A dense mist clung to his body like a second skin, making it hard to tell where the sky ended and the sea began.
He took a step forward.
The wooden boards beneath his feet creaked, old, weathered, forgotten. It was clear this place hadn't seen a soul in years… or decades.
"...An abandoned ship?" he muttered, scanning the outlines through the fog.
Torn sails drifted gently in the breeze. Broken masts stood like tired skeletons. There was no name on the hull. Just rusted cannons, scattered ropes, and a silence that pressed on the ears.
"If Yukari was here..." he said with a dry chuckle, "...she'd be freaking out right now."
He let the silence settle again. Something about this place felt detached from time. Like he had stepped out of reality itself and into a memory.
Then,
"…Are you there? No, you're not. Or are you?! AHA! Wait—no, that's just a barrel…"
Minato narrowed his eyes, turning a corner behind a stack of collapsed crates.
There—sitting cross-legged behind the ship's broken helm—was a skeleton.
Not the kind you'd find in a biology class or a horror movie.
No, this one was alive.
Dressed in an elegant, slightly tattered black suit with a frilly cravat, the skeleton swayed as he giggled to himself. A massive afro crowned his skull like a shadowy halo, and in one hand, he held a cane tipped with gold. His empty eye sockets were turned toward the fog.
"…Three hours and I still haven't found me! Brook, you are good."
Minato blinked once. Then again.
He said nothing. Just watched.
After all, he'd seen worse, eldritch horrors of the mind, Death itself.
A talking, suit-wearing skeleton playing hide-and-seek with himself? That was… oddly tame.
"Excuse me," Minato said flatly.
...
...
...
...
...
...
...
The skeleton jumped about a foot into the air, his afro bouncing dramatically.
"WAAAAH!"
The cane spun in his hand as he turned around.
Notes:
A lot of things have changed from these past few weaks. Much of them involves the story. (Like with what you saw for Minato now.) I won't go into detail now. I ask that you also check out my other story OPM ST, it has an original crew and will feature characters from other worlds much like this one. I will be taking characters that couldn't make it to this story and put them on Reo's crew. The first character to show up in the future in that story will be Azusa Aizawa from IVBKSF3AMOML (Why do isekais gotta have such long names bruh) from Guest Redd.
THANKS FOR READING. I'M GLAG TO BE BACK!
Chapter 8: The Butler is Bad!? The Weirdest man in the world, Jango the hypnotist!'
Chapter Text
"Klahadore. Sorry. I can explain," Kaya said softly, her voice laced with guilt.
The tall, sharp-eyed butler adjusted his glasses with a cold gleam.
"That's not necessary, Miss Kaya. It doesn't matter anymore anyway."
His tone was composed, but every word was heavy with finality.
"Now," he continued, shifting his gaze toward the Straw Hats and their unexpected company, "I ask that you all leave. Unless… you have some kind of business here?"
"Yeah! We came to ask for a ship—" Luffy began, full of his usual cheer.
But Klahadore cut him off instantly.
"There's nothing like that here," he said, icily.
The crew was slightly taken aback. Even Luffy blinked, unsure how to respond to someone this blunt. Nami narrowed her eyes. Zoro's hand hovered over his sword just a little more than before.
Then Klahadore's sharp eyes turned, drifting toward the large tree in the yard.
"Usopp."
A beat passed.
From behind the tree, Usopp slowly peeked his head out, sheepishly revealing himself. He rubbed the back of his head.
"Heh… Hey there…"
Klahadore stared at him with unblinking precision.
"I've heard a lot about you lately," he said. "Apparently, you've visited countless countries. Quite an accomplishment for someone your age."
Usopp tried to keep his cool, puffing out his chest slightly.
"T-Thanks. You can call me Captain Usopp! Since you're my fan or something!"
"Captain?" Klahadore repeated, with a hint of dry disdain in his voice.
"I've heard a lot from your father too."
"W-What?!" Usopp stiffened, his breath catching in his throat. It wasn't just surprise—it was fear. A familiar, gut-deep fear of hearing something he'd never wanted to admit.
Klahadore took a step forward, the glint of his glasses hiding the sharp disdain in his gaze.
"Klahadore, stop!" Kaya cried from behind, a pleading look on her face.
But the butler didn't. His voice turned colder, more venomous.
"I suppose I can understand your actions, Usopp. After all, when you live in the shadow of abandonment, you chase attention however you can. But let me be clear—you and Miss Kaya live in different worlds. Don't pollute her pure, kind heart with your childish lies and pirate fantasies."
"D-Don't talk about my father like that!" Usopp snapped, his voice trembling. He clenched his fists, stepping forward, eyes filled with barely restrained anger.
Kaya reached out from her window, her voice cracking. "Please stop! Apologize to Usopp!"
Klahadore didn't flinch. He merely tilted his head slightly, a smirk curling onto his lips as he delivered the next blow.
"I admit, I almost feel sorry for you. You must hate your father so much. The trash who abandoned you and left your poor mother to die of illness so he could sail with other trash. And yet… still, you come here. Day after day. What is it you want from this house, Usopp?"
The butler's words struck like arrows dipped in poison.
"Money?" he sneered. "Pity? Or maybe… a little recognition? After all, you're the son of a trash pirate."
"S–Shut up!" Usopp shouted, storming toward Klahadore with shaking fists and watery eyes.
The butler didn't move, his voice calm and cruel. "Why so angry? Don't you want to hear the truth? Or are you going to tell another one of your little tales? What was it again? That your father was a humble farm—"
SMACK.
Usopp's fist connected hard with Klahadore's cheek, knocking his glasses slightly off-center. The sound echoed like thunder in the still garden.
Kaya gasped from the window, her hand covering her mouth. "Usopp!"
Klahadore slowly straightened himself, brushing invisible dust from his shoulder. Then he looked at Usopp with a chilling composure.
"See? When they're confronted with the truth, they resort to violence," he said coldly. "It's just like they say... like father, like s—"
"SHUT UP!" Usopp roared, his voice cracking with fury and pride, stopping Klahadore mid-sentence.
"My father is a brave warrior of the sea! He's a great pirate—and I'm proud of him for that! That's why I dream of becoming a brave warrior of the sea too! I am the son of a pirate!"
"How laughable," Klahadore said, calmly straightening his glasses. "I was hoping you'd have found some clarity within yourself. But it seems that trash of a father has completely poisoned your mind. No matter who you pretend to be... you're still an inferior being from birth."
Usopp's face twisted in rage. "W–What did you say, you bastard?!"
He lunged forward and grabbed Klahadore by the collar, pulling him down eye to eye.
But before things could escalate further—
"STOP IT, YOU TWO!" Kaya's voice rang out, sharp and panicked, from the window.
Both men froze. The rest of the group turned toward her as she clutched the windowsill with trembling hands.
"K-Kaya..." Usopp said, his grip loosening slightly.
"Klahadore... you have no right to judge Mister Usopp or his family for who they are," she said, voice firm despite the crack of emotion. "And Mister Usopp..." she turned her eyes toward him gently, "Klahadore isn't a bad man. He's just... he's always been too worried about me. He overreacted."
Out of respect for his friend, Usopp slowly released Klahadore's collar.
"Get out of this property," Klahadore said coldly, brushing his suit.
"Got it," Usopp muttered, turning away. "No need to remind me... I'm never coming back here."
He walked off, back straight, fists clenched—but his eyes hid a storm of pain.
"Mister Usopp..." Kaya whispered, sorrow washing over her face as she watched him go.
Suddenly, the three boys—Carrot, Pepper, and Onion—rushed out from the side of the mansion and stood in front of Klahadore with fierce expressions.
"The Captain is nothing like what you said, okay!?" Carrot barked.
"Yeah! He's a brave warrior of the sea! And way cooler than you, IDIOT!" Pepper shouted.
"Yeah! IDIOT!" Onion chimed in.
"IDIOT!" Luffy added from behind them with a grin.
Zoro immediately backhanded Luffy in the head—not hard enough to hurt, but enough to make him wobble like a bobblehead. "Stay out of it."
Klahadore narrowed his eyes at the group. "What's your business here?"
His cold stare was enough to make the three kids squeal and hide behind Nami, who sighed and rolled her eyes.
Luffy, however, was visibly shaking with fury
"Don't," Zoro said, calmly holding Luffy back with one arm.
Klahadore adjusted his glasses and hissed, "I had forgotten about you. All of you. Get off this property."
Seryu's eyes slowly fluttered open as the haze in her mind began to clear.
"Ugh... Where am I...?"
She looked around, confused, until her gaze landed on a familiar face—her loyal companion, Koro.
"Bwooo!" Koro let out a joyful growl and leapt onto the bed, wagging his tail and nuzzling against her.
"K-Koro... you're okay..." Seryu smiled weakly, placing a hand on his fur. "I'm... okay too."
Koro gave a happy bark in response.
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on a strange, fertile island—one covered in oversized vegetables. Giant tomatoes like beach balls, carrots taller than trees, and potatoes the size of boulders littered the land.
Seryu wiped sweat off her brow, standing atop a hill with Koro beside her. She had swapped her military uniform for a more rugged, makeshift outfit fit for scavenging.
"Well, Koro," she said, scanning the horizon, "we've got no idea where we are… but if we want to get off this island, we're going to need a boat."
"Bwooo!" Koro barked in agreement, puffing up with pride.
They were surrounded by massive vegetable stalks and strange hybrid flora. Seryu stepped forward and grinned.
"Let's start collecting materials. If we're lucky, maybe one of these ridiculous cabbages can be hollowed out."
Koro took off like a rocket, chewing on a massive cucumber stem.
"Koro," she said between bites, "we've got a food source... but still no sign of people. Or even animals. It's weird. This whole island is like one big... salad."
Koro let out a low "Bwooo" and nuzzled up beside her, clearly tired from scouting. But Seryu's eyes glinted with determination.
"There's no way I can climb that..."
She turned to Koro, who was happily gnawing on the base of a vine.
"Koro… ENLARGE!"
With a low growl and sudden transformation, Koro's small body contorted and expanded. His fur darkened. His paws turned to claws. His mouth split open into rows of serrated fangs, and massive, muscular arms erupted from his sides.
Where once stood a cute little pet now stood a grotesque, hulking beast, nearly two stories tall.
Seryu didn't even flinch. She crossed her arms with confidence.
"Grab that carrot."
Koro let out a guttural roar before leaping into the air. His claws dug into the side of the carrot, and with one mighty heave, he ripped it clean off the stalk—roots and all.
He landed heavily beside Seryu with a crash, presenting her the giant vegetable like a prized treasure.
"Good boy," she said with a grin. "That should feed us for a while."
After what felt like weeks of scavenging, cutting, hammering, and arguing over the shape of the rudder, Seryu and Koro stood proudly atop a patchwork wooden boat. It was a bit crooked, mostly flat, and clearly held together with vine ropes and hope—but it floated.
"Justice... has built her own path," Seryu declared dramatically, one hand raised high. "Let's sail, Koro!"
Koro barked in agreement, tail wagging as he leapt aboard with a comical thunk, almost tipping the boat.
A FEW DAYS LATER
The water was calm. The sky was clear. But Seryu, sitting against a barrel, was beginning to feel... off.
She blinked slowly, a light sheen of sweat on her brow.
"Huh... maybe it's the still air? Haven't moved much in days."
Koro lay curled beside her, occasionally peeking up at her with concern. She waved it off with a weak smile.
"I'm fine... really. Just need to stretch later…"
Koro looked up, giving a low, uncertain whimper.
"…It started back then," she murmured. "On the boat."
Just then, Shana stepped back into the room.
"Oh, you're awake now. You look better," she said.
"I am. Thank you…"
"Anyway. I know you've just woken up. But I'm gonna go straight into business. You're not from here, are you?"
"Huh?"
Seryu blinked in confusion. "Wait… You're not from here either?"
Shana nodded calmly. "That's right. And don't worry—I'm not planning to tell anyone."
Seryu's eyes widened slightly, then softened. She looked down at Koro, who was watching Shana cautiously.
"…Does that mean we're not the only ones?"
Shana leaned back, arms crossed. "Who knows? But it seems more than one of us has been dragged into this world. How was the process for you? How did you get here?"
Seryu looked distant for a moment, gathering her thoughts. Then she began to speak.
"I died… back in my world. I'm not sure how long I was gone. But then—something revived me. A voice, or maybe a person. I couldn't see his face, but he spoke clearly."
She clenched her fist lightly.
"He said this world was being corrupted. That it's rotting from the inside—and that I had to fight back against it. The heart of that corruption... is the World Government."
Shana's expression turned thoughtful.
"He told me to find someone. A person called… 'Monkey D. Luffy.'"
At that name, Shana's eyes narrowed. "Luffy…"
'It's different from how we got here. I see no mention of that black creature'
"Actually," Shana said, standing straight and folding her arms, "my name is Shana. I'm part of Luffy's crew."
Seryu blinked in surprise. "What…? You're with him?"
"I was sent here by someone too… and I've been looking for a way back ever since."
She looked out the nearby window, the light casting sharp red glints in her hair.
"We found you drifting at sea with your mutt—dehydrated, barely conscious. You're lucky we were nearby."
Koro gave a soft growl half offended, half grateful.
Seryu looked down at her partner and gave a small nod, the pieces clicking into place in her head. "So that's what happened…"
She turned her gaze back to Shana. "Then maybe it was fate that brought me here. If you're already with Monkey D. Luffy, then this might go a lot smoother."
Shana smirked slightly. "Smoother? You clearly haven't been around Luffy long."
"That guy kinda pisses me off," said Shana, arms still crossed, a little vein popping on her forehead. "But… he's okay, I guess."
Seryu stood up, wobbling only slightly before catching herself. "Can you show me where Luffy-san is?"
Shana raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you still tired?"
"Don't worry about me!" Seryu said, placing a firm hand over her chest with conviction. "I need to know if this person truly is a Warrior of Justice!"
"…Do what you like." Shana sighed, picking up her sword from beside the bed. "I was about to meet them anyway."
Nami sat with her arms crossed, sighing. "Tch. I really thought we had a chance at getting a ship there."
Zoro leaned back lazily against the fence. "Hmph. That butler's got a stick way too far up his ass."
The two kids were still visibly upset, little fists clenched. "That guy doesn't know anything about Usopp!" Carrot huffed.
"Yeah! He doesn't get how cool he really is!" Pepper added.
Zoro glanced at them, then looked around. "Speaking of… where did your 'captain' run off to?"
"He went to the coast," Carrot said. "He always goes there when he's bummed or needs to think."
"…Huh." Zoro looked off in that direction. "Makes sense."
Nami blinked, suddenly looking around as well. "Wait. Where's Luffy?"
The group looked around and quickly realized he wasn't anywhere nearby.
"Eh, he probably wandered off or fell asleep somewhere," Zoro said, not seeming worried at all. "He'll show up when it matters."
"Wait. "Where's the other boy? Aren't there three of you?" Nami asked, glancing around.
"Are you talking about Onion?" Carrot said. "He keeps getting separated all the time."
"Yeah," Pepper added. "He'll come back screaming in a little while. Talking about him—"
Suddenly, frantic footsteps pounded the grass. Onion came sprinting toward them, eyes wide and face pale.
"This is bad! We're lost!" he yelled.
Zoro raised an eyebrow. "What now?"
"Huff… huff… there's a weirdo here! The man walking behind!"
The other boys gave him skeptical stares.
"LIAR!" they yelled in unison.
"I-It's true!" Onion insisted, pointing back with a trembling hand. "Look at him coming!"
Everyone turned their heads.
Sure enough, sauntering down the path with oddly slow steps and an eerie rhythm was a man with a tall frame, a hypnotic stare, and a pair of heart-shaped sunglasses. His outfit was eccentric, his movements strange.
"…Who the heck is that guy?" Nami muttered, narrowing her eyes.
"Who's calling me weird? I'm not weird," the man said, his voice dragging with a strange rhythm.
"Yes you are," Onion shot back bluntly.
"Nonsense. I'm a hypnotist," the man said, striking a dramatic pose.
"Hypnotist? Cool, do a trick!" the boys chirped excitedly.
"Don't make me laugh," he scoffed, turning away with a smirk. "Do you really think I'm going to do a trick for people I don't even kn—"
He spun back around, flipping a shiny ring from his sleeve. "Attention! Look at this chakram!"
Zoro blinked. "Wait, is he really going to do it?"
"When I say one, two, Jango, you guys will sleep!" the hypnotist declared, swinging the chakram back and forth.
"ONE. TWO. JANGO!"
The boys' eyes spiraled and they dropped like sacks of potatoes—fast asleep.
"Whoa… it worked," Nami said, surprised.
Zoro stared. "The idiot put himself to sleep too?!"
Jango lay flat on the ground, snoring loudly with his legs twitching.
Usopp sat alone on a grassy cliff, knees up, arms resting lazily across them as he gazed at the sea below.
Suddenly—"GAH!"
Luffy's head dangled upside-down in front of him from a tree branch above.
"You can't come normally, can you?!" Usopp said, startled.
"What do you want?"
"Nothing," Luffy answered nonchalantly—then fell out of the tree like a wet noodle, limbs flopping awkwardly as he hit the ground.
"Ouch…"
"That damn butler. How dare he talk about my father like that," Usopp muttered, fists clenched.
"Yeah. I didn't like him either," Luffy said. "But that doesn't matter. Yasopp is a great pirate!"
"I know right!" Usopp's eyes lit up. "He allied himself with piracy, and I'm very proud of him for that. And that idiot butler keeps talking about things he doesn't even know. I'll never forgive him."
"Are you really not going to see that girl anymore?" Luffy asked casually.
Usopp flinched, caught off guard. "M-Maybe... I don't know. Maybe if that butler begs me, I'll come back."
"Are you talking about that one over there?" Luffy suddenly pointed to the ground.
"Huh?"
"What are they doing there?" Usopp muttered as he leaned closer to the cliff's edge.
Klahadore began walking along the beach with the weird man from earlier—Jango. The butler scolded him with irritation. "Sleeping in the middle of the village like some homeless fool. You're going to get us caught."
Jango rubbed the back of his head lazily. "Hey, hey, no big deal. Nobody suspects a hypnotist just passing through~"
Usopp's eyes narrowed as he strained to listen. But then—
"Is the plan ready?" Klahadore asked suddenly.
That single question made Usopp's blood run cold.
"Yes," Jango said with a sinister grin. "Very soon, Tomorrow, we will be able to begin the invasion... and the plan to murder the girl Kaya!"
"W-What!?" Usopp gasped, hand over his mouth.
"Don't say that word," Klahadore snapped, his voice sharp with irritation. "We won't kill her. We'll make it look like it was an accident, remember?"
Jango plopped down lazily on a nearby rock, twirling his hypnotic ring between his fingers. "Yeah, yeah, yeah. You're going to give us the signal to attack the village, and then we can kill her, right? That way you can go after her fortune."
"Idiot!" Klahadore spat, spinning around to glare at him. "It's not that easy! I'm not a member of the family—I have no right to the fortune."
He turned his back again, folding his arms behind him with a calculating look. "Listen. This is the most important part. When you get to the mansion, I need you to hypnotize her. Make her write a paper passing all her fortune to the loyal butler... Klahadore."
"This will be my first big step toward finally achieving my life of eternal peace. It's perfect," Klahadore said with a sinister grin. "For three long years, I spent gaining the trust of everyone in the village, so that when the 'accident' happens... no one will suspect me."
Jango let out a low chuckle, amused by the deviousness of it all. "I see... so that was your intention playing butler, Captain Kuro. In those three years, you momentarily left us and were quote-unquote executed—when in fact, you just put someone else in your place. What a great plan!"
"Not exactly," Klahadore replied coldly, eyes narrowing. "The girl's parents passed away—in natural ways. But that doesn't matter now. It just worked out in my favor."
"We'll give the signal when it's ready," Jango said with a lazy stretch. "The ship's been prepped since last week, and the men... well, they're thirsty for blood."
"N-No way!" Usopp muttered, hands trembling.
"Hey, what's going on?" Luffy asked, tilting his head with curiosity.
Usopp gritted his teeth. "Captain Kuro of the Foolproof Plans... He was known as a cunning and cruel pirate. A few years ago, his execution was announced—but it was all a farce! He was the butler this whole time... and now..." He clenched his fists. "Now they want to attack the village!"
His voice shook with fear and fury. The image of Kaya, his closest friend, pale and lifeless, flashed through his mind like a nightmare he couldn't shake.
Luffy, now serious, stood up without a word.
"I-Idiot! They're going to see you!" Usopp whispered harshly.
Too late.
"HEY, YOU GUYS! LEAVE USOPP'S FRIEND ALONE!" Luffy yelled at the top of his lungs, arms cupped around his mouth.
"Hmm?" Kuro turned slowly, his gaze falling on the two figures standing just above the beach.
"Idiot! They heard you! Let's run away!" Usopp hissed in a panic.
Kuro adjusted his glasses with a cold expression. "Usopp. Did you hear anything just now?"
"W-What? No! O-Of course not, I just got here!" Usopp stammered, laughing nervously.
"We heard everything," Luffy said bluntly, arms crossed and eyes narrowed.
Usopp collapsed dramatically onto the ground. "WHY WOULD YOU SAY THAT!?"
Kuro sighed and gestured toward Jango. "Sigh What a pain in the neck... Hey, you kids."
Jango stepped forward, pulling out his shiny ring chakram and twirling it between his fingers.
"Look here... when I say 'One, two, Jango'... you'll fall asleep."
"Hey, don't look! You moron, we gotta run!" Usopp cried, trying to push Luffy's face away. But Luffy stood firm, eyes locked on Jango.
Giving up, Usopp dove face-first into the dirt and squeezed his eyes shut.
"ONE. TWO. JANGO!"
Jango immediately collapsed backward—right on top of Kuro.
"Ugh..." Kuro muttered, visibly annoyed.
Seconds later, Luffy's body swayed... and then dropped off the cliff.
Thud.
He landed flat on the beach, sand puffing up around him. Thanks to his rubber body, he wasn't harmed—but from above, it looked like he was completely knocked out.
"Oops," Jango muttered, still half-laying on Kuro. "I didn't mean to kill him. That was a pretty long fall… no way he survived that."
"Damn it!" Usopp shouted. "They killed him!"
Kuro brushed Jango off and adjusted his glasses coolly. "Let's go."
"What about the other boy?" Jango asked, pointing lazily at Usopp.
"Leave him be," Kuro replied, already walking away. "No one will believe him anyway."
Usopp stood frozen, shaking.
"That's right, Usopp," Kuro said without turning around, his voice low and cruel. "No matter what you do... you won't be able to stop my plan."
He smirked darkly over his shoulder.
Usopp's eyes widened in horror—and then he turned and bolted, crashing into the woods as fast as his legs could carry him.
"Damn, damn, damn!" Usopp shouted, crashing through branches and stumbling over roots as he ran. "We're doomed! Those guys are going to invade the island tomorrow—and they're going to kill Kaya... and everyone I love!"
Tears streamed down his face, mixing with the dirt and sweat.
The group blinked in surprise at the unexpected meetup.
"It's almost dusk," Nami muttered, arms crossed and clearly annoyed, "and still no sign of Luffy."
"Not even from the captain," Zoro said, his hand resting lazily on one of his swords. He glanced toward the horizon, as if expecting the rubber man to fall out of the sky any second.
The three kids looked equally frustrated, though they immediately perked up at the sight of the newcomers.
"Huh? Who are they?" Pepper asked, pointing at Seryu and Shana.
"They look kind of cool!" Carrot said, eyes sparkling.
"Its Shana. Hi Shana. Sorry we left without you so suddenly," Nami said.
Shana just gave a small shrug. "It's not important right now. Anyway—where's Luffy?"
Zoro let out a quiet grunt and replied, "We don't know. He and Usopp disappeared a long time ago and haven't come back yet."
"So, Luffy-san isn't here?" Seryu asked, her eyes narrowing slightly in concern.
That's when it clicked for the others.
"Oh! Are you awake already?" Nami asked, surprised. "That was fast."
"Yeah. It was pretty quick, I admit," Shana said, arms folded as she looked Seryu over.
"Y-Yes! First, I'd like to thank you for saving my life!" Seryu suddenly bowed deeply, catching everyone a bit off guard.
Seryu held her bow for a moment longer before rising with a bright, respectful smile.
"My name is Seryu Ubiquitous! I'm a soldier of justice!" she said, puffing her chest with pride.
Shana, standing beside her, gave her a brief side glancs. A quiet reminder.
Seryu caught it instantly and slightly adjusted her posture. "I, uh… used to serve under a great commander. But lately, I've been traveling with Koro here."
Koro gave another cheerful bark, striking a pose that matched Seryu's energy.
The others didn't seem to notice anything off.
Shana, arms crossed and eyes calmly scanning the horizon, nodded subtly to herself. 'Good… she remembered.'
Zoro gave a curious look between the two girls but didn't press it. "Well, if you're strong enough to walk, we might need every able hand soon."
"Why?" Seryu tilted her head.
"That's the thing," Nami said. "We were just talking about how Luffy and Usopp are missing. And something feels… off."
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"Go get it, Dog!" one of the boys said, picking up a stick and tossing it a few feet away. Koro stared at the stick, completely uninterested.
"This dog is kind of dumb," the Carrot muttered.
"N-No, it's not that," Seryu quickly defended, stepping protectively beside her companion. "It's just that Koro can only obey me."
"Speaking of which," Nami said, raising an eyebrow, "how did you teach this thing to walk on two legs?"
"Huh? he's always been like that? Why?" Seryu blinked innocently.
"...Nothing," Nami muttered, turning away. "Anyway, we'll have to look for those two eventually."
"Does this dog have a good sense of smell?" Zoro asked, arms crossed.
"Of course!" Seryu grinned, placing a hand on her hip. "Koro's justice detector is unbeatable!"
"Okay, then in that case…" Zoro looked toward the horizon. "Where did you say the captain went again?"
"To the coast, for sure!" one of the boys piped up. "He always goes there."
W-Wait, guys!" Onion called out, waving his arms.
"What is it, Onion?" Pepper asked.
"Isn't that the captain passing by?" he pointed urgently.
Everyone turned—and sure enough, Usopp dashed right past them, heading toward the village at full speed.
"Hey, is Luffy wi-"
FWOOSH*
"He didn't even look over here." Nami blinked. "Is he still mad about what the butler said about his father?"
"No," Carrot muttered, his eyes narrowed. "The captain's gaze was much more intense than before."
"Luffy-san wasn't with him," Seryu added, watching the trail Usopp had left behind. "And… he looked sad..."
Zoro stepped forward, serious. "There's something very wrong here. You three—take us to this coast."
But instead of answering directly, the boys suddenly huddled together.
"Something smells bad. And it's time for the Usopp pirates to strike!"
"Yeah!"
"TURN HERE, DAMN KIDS!"
The group made their way down the narrow forest path, finally reaching the open coastline. The waves lapped gently against the shore as the sun began to dip closer toward the horizon.
"Look!" Onion pointed ahead. "Over there!"
Everyone stared.
Sure enough, there was a figure buried head-first in the sand, with nothing sticking out but his legs and his butt—wobbling slightly in the sea breeze.
"Is that Luffy-san?" Seryu asked, tilting her head in confusion.
"That's why the captain ran away!" Pepper cried. "They killed that guy!"
"Hold up," Zoro said calmly, stepping forward and squinting at the scene. His instincts flared for just a moment. "He's not dead."
Luffy's arms twitched.
Zoro smirked. "That little rascal."
Suddenly, Luffy pushed off the sand with a fwomp and flipped onto his back, spitting out a mouthful of grit. "Pfffft—bleh! That tasted terrible!"
"LUFFY!" Nami, Shana, and the others shouted at once.
"Huh? Oh hey, guys," Luffy grinned, dusting sand off his face. "Did I fall asleep?"
"WHAAAAT!? THEY WANT TO KILL MISS KAYA!? IS IT TRUE THAT THEY'LL ATTACK THE VILLAGE TOMORROW?!" the boys screamed in unison, practically jumping out of their shoes.
"Yeah. That's what they said, I'm sure," Luffy replied, his voice grim.
"So, from what I understood... a butler of that mansion was a pirate," Shana noted calmly, arms folded.
"How despicable!" Seryu shouted, clenching her fists. "To use the trust built by the citizens in order to manipulate them—this filthy criminal must be brought to Justice!"
"Okay, but why were you sleeping?" Zoro asked. "I don't know. The last thing I remembered was being on top of the cliff."
"Well, if the villagers know about this they'll be able to run away. What stupid villains." Nami said.
Meanwhile, the three boys huddled together in dramatic fashion. "Mrs. Kaya is in danger, and the butler was really mean. That's why he was so weird! And that's why the captain came here running with a funeral face. Usopp's Pirates can't just stand by. Quickly! Grab everything valuable in our houses!"
And just like that, they bolted off in the opposite direction.
"Huh? What are they going to do?" Nami blinked, confused.
"Oh yeah, right!... We should go get some meat before the butcher runs away!" Luffy suddenly cheered and spun on his heel—only for Zoro to chop him on the head, knocking him face-first into the sand again.
"That's not the issue here..." Zoro sighed.
"Yes! Justice is speaking louder!" Seryu declared, puffing her chest out. "We must find where these scoundrels are hiding and destroy anything in sight! Koro, let—"
"Hold up," Shana interrupted, grabbing her cape. "Don't just walk straight into a landmine. Besides, we don't even know where they are."
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Luffy turned. "Huh? You're that girl who got sick," Luffy suddenly said, squinting at Seryu.
"Oh, Yes!" Seryu stood tall, hands on her hips. "My name is Seryu Ubiquitous, a proud soldier of Justice! And this—" she gestured with dramatic flair, "—is my loyal companion, Koro, Devourer of Evil! It is an honor to meet you, Luffy-san. I heard that you are the one who will end all corruption in the world. I must follow such a noble cause."
Luffy looked confused. Not sure what this girl was talking about. "W-Well, I don't know anything about that but your dog is really cool!" Luffy said.
Koro gave a loud, cheerful bark and wagged his tail.
"That girl is full of energy, huh?" Nami muttered, sweatdropping a little as she watched the overly intense girl beam with pride.
The moon hung high over the dark waters surrounding Syrup Village. A large, eerie ship gently rocked with the tide, anchored just off the coast. On its deck, torchlight flickered across the faces of grinning pirates—each one armed and eager, the smell of bloodlust heavy in the salty air.
Kuro stood at the center, arms behind his back, his sharp glasses reflecting the moonlight.
"The time has come," he said coldly, his voice calm and chilling. "Three long years… and now, everything falls into place."
The pirates around him cheered wildly.
"YEAHHH! Let's gut this village!"
"Finally! A real fight!"
"That little rich girl won't know what hit her!"
Jango spun his chakram rings lazily by the mast, laughing. "Tomorrow, we show the world what happens when you cross the Black Cat Pirates!"
Kuro's eyes narrowed behind his lenses. "No mistakes. No hesitation. By sunrise, Syrup Village will belong to us."
The cheering continued, echoing into the night like a dark omen.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 9: 'The fight begins! Seryu attacks!'
Chapter Text
The first rays of dawn stretched over the horizon, painting the narrow village paths in soft gold. A cool breeze passed through the trees, rustling the leaves and brushing lightly against the bandages wrapped around Usopp's arm.
He walked in silence.
His head hung low, eyes still slightly red. The wound on his arm throbbed, but it was nothing compared to the ache in his chest.
"They didn’t believe me," he muttered under his breath. "None of them... not even her."
He gritted his teeth, remembering Kaya’s terrified face—followed by the sound of her hand slapping his cheek.
"Despicable."
That one word echoed louder than the gunshot ever did.
He stumbled a bit, blinking away the sting in his eyes. The bandage was damp—half from blood, half from tears.
But suddenly—
"CAPTAIN!!"
Usopp's eyes widened as he heard the familiar voices in the distance. He quickly turned to face a nearby stream, scrubbing at his cheeks and splashing water on his face. He hid the injury beneath his cloak, took a deep breath…
…and spun around with his signature grin.
"Good morning, soldiers!" he called, forcing a chipper voice. "Did you all sleep well?"
The three boys came running up to him, full of energy.
"Captain! We’ve been looking everywhere for you!"
"Where have you been?"
"We know everything about the plan," Pepper said, stepping forward with a determined look.
Usopp’s body tensed. His eyes widened slightly.
"You… what?"
"Yeah!" Carrot added. "We know you want to protect the village from the evil butler!"
"Let us help too! In the name of Usopp’s Pirates!" Onion declared, puffing out his chest.
Usopp stood there, stunned. For a moment, his thoughts were flooded—images of the three of them playing pirate, following him around, treating him like a real captain. Their admiration… their belief in him…
He clenched his teeth.
They believed in him.
That’s why he couldn’t let them get involved.
He forced a shaky laugh, trying to swallow the lump in his throat.
"Hahaha… You dummies!" he suddenly shouted, lifting his head with an exaggerated grin.
"It’s a lie! It was all a setup, guys! I made the whole thing up because I hate that dang butler! I made up the pirate story just to get back at him!"
The boys froze in place.
"Ohhh, I get it!" Onion laughed. "So the Strawhat guy must’ve conspired with the Captain! It was just one of his jokes again!"
They all started to laugh along… until—
"You know, Captain," Pepper said with a sigh, "I’m starting to lose my respect for you."
"What kind of man makes up a lie like that just because of a grudge?" Carrot muttered.
"Let’s go home, guys." Onion turned away.
The three boys walked off without another word.
Usopp didn’t move.
He just stood there.
The laughter was gone. His smile had vanished. The pain in his arm pulsed again, but it wasn’t nearly as painful as the silence they left behind.
He saved them.
But it hurt more than anything.
“…So that’s how it is,” came a familiar voice behind him.
Usopp turned slightly. Standing just a few steps back, Luffy, Zoro, Nami, Shana, and Seryu had all arrived. Some with surprise on their faces, others with sympathy.
Usopp sat slightly apart, bandaged arm resting on his lap. The weight of his decision lingered in the air like mist.
"Why did you do that?" Nami finally asked, arms crossed, eyes narrowed but not unkind.
Usopp didn’t look up.
"Because I’m a liar," he said. "No one will ever believe me. I was too naive and tried to warn them."
There was silence for a moment.
"But… just for clarification," Shana said, tilting her head, "the pirates are still coming, aren’t they?"
"Yes," Usopp answered with no hesitation. His voice didn’t tremble this time. "They are coming. But everyone thinks I’m lying. They think tomorrow’s gonna be another peaceful day. So I’d like to fight the pirates myself! And make the whole thing a lie!"
He stood up suddenly, fists clenched, eyes burning with tears.
"That’s what I’m supposed to do! I got shot in the arm! I got chased by a broom! But this is my village! I love it so much! I want to protect everyone!"
"Usopp-san..." Seryu said sympathetically.
His words rang through the trees with nothing but sincerity behind them.
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There was a long pause.
"Tsk," Zoro muttered, cracking a small smirk. "You’re pretty overconfident. You sent your friends home so that you could fight alone. I could get behind that."
"Such a noble cause cannot be left as is!" Seryu suddenly rose to her feet, slamming a fist over her heart. "I will stand and protect the innocent with you—for Justice!"
Shana exhaled quietly, glancing at Usopp. “…You’re reckless. But I understand how you feel.”
"Just so you know, all their treasure is mine, okay?" Nami said with a smug smirk, hands on her hips.
Usopp blinked at her, confused. "Y-You'll help me? Why? Y-You have nothing to do with this! Y-You think I'm scared, right?! T-That may be true but... I-I don’t need your pity, okay!?"
His legs were shaking, his fists clenched at his sides. He looked like he was trying his best to hold everything in.
"No one's pitying you," Zoro said calmly, arms crossed. "We’re impressed. And we want to help."
"Yeah! Why do we need a reason to help a friend?" Luffy grinned, leaning forward with that usual carefree fire in his eyes.
"Exactly!" Seryu stepped up, her voice rising with unwavering conviction. "Known or not, it doesn't matter to me. I will always stand on the side of the defenseless!" Koro stood proudly by her feet, giving a little growl of agreement.
Usopp's eyes widened as he looked at each of them. These strangers... no—these friends. They believed him. Not because they had to. But because they chose to.
"Y-You guys..." he muttered, his voice cracking.
And then it hit him all at once. The stress, the fear, the pain—he couldn’t keep it in anymore. Tears poured from his eyes as he dropped to his knees, sobbing uncontrollably. But this time... it didn’t feel like he was alone.
Many hours later, as the sky shifted from deep purple to hints of early sunrise, the group gathered at the hill overlooking the coast. A soft breeze rustled the grass while a sense of quiet determination filled the air.
"Okay. Here's the plan." Usopp pointed to a rough map he'd scratched into the dirt with a stick. "There are two coasts they could use, but from what I heard, they'll raid the village from this one." He jabbed the stick toward a specific cove. "We'll be filling this entire area with oil. Once they step onto land—we light it up. It’ll stop 'em in their tracks."
The others nodded. Then Usopp straightened up and looked at the crew.
"Now then... what does everyone specialize in? We need to know our strengths."
"Cut," said Zoro plainly, tapping the hilt of one of his swords.
"Cut," Shana echoed, her eyes glowing faintly with crimson resolve.
"Stretch!" Luffy grinned, flinging his arms behind his head lazily.
"To steal!" Nami added with a cheeky grin and a wink.
"Shoot," Seryu said firmly, resting her hand on her pistol. "And Koro bites."
"And I…" Usopp paused for dramatic effect. "I'm the guy who hides."
WHAM!
Three fists crashed onto his head in perfect sync—Zoro, Luffy, and Nami all bonking him at once.
"YOU'LL FIGHT TOO!!" they yelled in unison.
"Okay, okay! It was a joke!" Usopp groaned, holding his head. "I’m gonna fight too, I swear!"
The scene transitioned as dawn began to stretch across the horizon, painting the coast in hues of gold and amber. The crew was hard at work, carefully pouring thick lines of oil along the narrow coastal path that led into the village.
"There you go!" Luffy grinned as he dropped an empty barrel to the side.
"Great idea, Usopp-san!" Seryu beamed, hands on her hips. Koro barked proudly beside her, his fluffy tail wagging in approval.
"It looks pretty cute, honestly," Nami said, stepping back to examine their handiwork. "I want to see those fools try to climb up this mess."
"Just be careful not to step on it by accident," Zoro warned, eyeing the slick trail suspiciously. "It’ll be like falling into quicksand."
"Usopp-san!" Seryu suddenly raised a hand with a bright, eager look. "Can I be the one to burn the oil when they get close?"
"Oh yes, of course you ca—WAIT, WHAT!?" Usopp nearly dropped his torch.
Seryu tilted her head innocently. "Oh? Isn’t that the reason why you set this up?"
"W-Well, y-yeah but… you said that with way too much excitement!" Usopp stammered, sweat beading on his forehead. "Like, do you like setting people on fire!?"
"Only the evil ones," she answered sweetly, petting Koro as he let out a low growl of agreement.
Before Usopp could panic further, Nami suddenly raised both hands to her temple.
"Hold up. I'm hearing something," she said, narrowing her eyes toward the distance.
"I hear screams," Nami said, her expression sharpening. "It sounds like pirates… no, wait. I hear a ship too. It's definitely pirates."
"But why are they coming from far away and not here?" Zoro asked, his hand already on his sword.
"Weird," Nami muttered. "Unless…"
There was a sudden pause.
Everyone’s eyes widened.
"Oh crap!" Usopp shouted. "We put the trap on the wrong coast! They're attacking from the north coast!"
"WE BETTER GO THEN!" Luffy yelled, immediately turning on his heel and sprinting away.
"North coast means it's on the north, right?!" he added over his shoulder.
"W-Wait! It's just the name—it’s not actually—Nevermind!" Usopp groaned, breaking into a run. "I have to go fast!"
"I'll go too!" Seryu declared, already dashing forward. Koro barked excitedly and bounded after her.
"Sigh What idiots you are," Shana muttered, but she followed close behind, flame patterns flickering in her hair.
As they all rushed to head north, Nami suddenly slipped on a patch of oil.
"Whoa—!!"
She instinctively reached out—and grabbed onto Zoro’s sword hilt.
"Hey!! Not that!!" Zoro barked.
Too late. The sudden yank threw them both off balance, and the pair tumbled onto the slippery oil-coated ground with a splat.
Nami groaned, slick with oil, then glanced around quickly. Without hesitation, she stepped on Zoro’s back and launched herself forward, using him like a springboard.
"Sorry, swordsman! Gotta go!" she shouted, dashing off with impressive speed.
Zoro was left lying in the muck, blinking up at the sky with fury building behind his eyes.
"...I swear, I'm gonna cut that woman," he muttered
"If they're going on the other coast, that means it's near our boat!" Nami’s eyes widened in panic. "They’ll get all my treasure!" Without waiting for anyone, she sprinted down the path like a woman possessed, arms pumping and gold on her mind. "Not my berries!!"
Meanwhile, over on Usopp’s side of the hill, he had taken position with his slingshot at the ready. His eyes burned with determination.
"I won't let any of them pass!" he declared to the wind. "Damn, Luffy is fast. Good. He’ll get there first and hold them off... yeah."
He grinned with his classic confidence—but deep down, he was praying they’d all make it in time.
On Shana’s end, the frustration was mounting. She had darted through the woods, sharp-eyed and focused, but then—
"...Wait." She skidded to a stop. Her crimson eyes narrowed.
Luffy wasn’t heading toward the north coast—he was taking some random, wildly off-track path, cheerfully yelling something about a shortcut.
"...Seriously?"
Alastor’s voice flickered through the pendant at her chest. "You're not responsible for him just because you’re a crewmate," he said plainly. "Just reminding you."
Shana let out a long, exasperated sigh. "Yeah, well... he’s also our trump card. I can't leave him out."
She gritted her teeth, took one more breath, and bolted after him.
"Ugh... That idiot!!"
The fog of dawn clung low over the North Coast, muffling the sound of waves crashing against the shore. Footsteps echoed on the wet sand—light at first, then many. The silhouettes of cloaked figures emerged through the mist, their weapons glinting faintly under the rising sun.
The Black Cat Pirates had arrived.
Leading them was none other than Jango, the hypnotist, spinning his signature chakram-bladed pendulum lazily in one hand.
"Hypnotized and ready for mayhem," he said with a grin, pushing his round glasses up his nose. "Now then... let’s make this village disappear."
One of the crew suddenly pointed toward a small boat anchored nearby.
"Hey, Jango-sir. Should we inspect that? It’s kinda close."
Jango glanced toward the boat, still swinging his pendulum. "One of you can go check it out. The rest of you—to the village." He flicked the blade forward dramatically. "It’s time to put on a killer performance. Ha-cha!"
"Aye sir!"
While the others stormed ahead into the jungle path that led toward Syrup Village, one crewman broke off, trudging toward the boat with a suspicious look.
Suddenly, a loud BANG! echoed through the trees—then another. One pirate was struck in the shoulder, another in the leg. A third yelped as he dove for cover.
"Wh-What the hell!?" Jango snapped, spinning around as a third shot clipped his hat clean off.
From atop a rocky outcrop overlooking the coast, Usopp stood tall, his silhouette illuminated by the rising sun. His sniper goggles glinted as he reloaded his slingshot, already locked and loaded with more lead pellets.
Standing boldly beside him were Seryu Ubiquitous and her ever-loyal companion Koro, both staring down at the pirates with unwavering intensity.
"You wanted to sneak into my village?" Usopp shouted, voice echoing across the coast. "Then you've picked the wrong island, pal!"
He pulled down his goggles and pointed a finger toward them. "I am the great Captain Usopp! Defender of Syrup Village! And today, your invasion ends right here!"
Seryu raised her hand in salute, eyes burning with righteous fire. "In the name of Justice! You will advance no further, vile criminals!"
Koro let out a deep, rumbling growl, fangs bared and fur bristling.
For a brief second, the Black Cat Pirates hesitated.
Jango stared, brushing dust from his coat and twitching. “Tch… Looks like we’ve got ourselves an audience. Boys... tear them apart.”
But before the man could approach, Usopp yelled out. "Just so you know. If you wish to fight me. I have over 8000 men under me that you will have to get through!"
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Jango grit his teeth, trying to keep his cool as the pirates murmured anxiously.
“Eight thousand!?” one of them squeaked, eyes darting toward the treeline like a whole army might pop out at any second.
“H-He doesn’t look like he’s bluffing…” another whispered.
Jango narrowed his eyes at Usopp, who stood proudly with his chest puffed out and hands on his hips. Behind him, Seryu and Koro stood like imposing generals, amplifying the illusion of a grand battalion.
“He’s lying, sir!” one pirate tried to reassure Jango.
Jango rubbed his temples, growing frustrated. “Lying or not, you fools! Don’t fall for cheap tricks!”
But even he couldn’t hide the twitch in his eye.
‘Never seen that girl before though… and that creature with her…’ Jango thought warily, eyeing Seryu and Koro. The girl's presence radiated such conviction, it was hard to ignore. And the beast beside her looked ready to rip throats.
"You may outnumber us, but justice isn’t about numbers, it's about righteousness! We will crush you regardless!”
Koro barked in sync, muscles tensed and glowing faintly with energy.
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Usopp leaned closer and whispered from the side of his mouth, “Okay, that was awesome.”
"Thank you!" Seryu beamed. "I've been practicing a lot!"
Jango scowled. “Enough of this nonsense! Whether it’s three or eight thousand, we’re charging in! Get ready, boys!”
Usopp's knees trembled as the pirates inched closer, and he desperately racked his brain for another idea. Beside him, Seryu stood tall and unfazed, hand lifted as she prepared to issue Koro his first command.
Suddenly, one of the Black Cat Pirates called out from near the boat.
"Hey, sir! I found a bag of money inside this thing—there's at least 54 million berris here!"
Jango's eyes lit up for a moment. "Huh!? Who’s boat is that from?"
Seryu blinked. “Wait—who does own that boat?”
Usopp's eyes widened. Then, inspiration struck.
“That’s the legendary treasure of Usopp’s Pirates!” he shouted. “Y-You can have it in exchange for leaving the village alone!”
The pirates paused again, considering.
"Does that big nose really think we’re going to fall for this?" one muttered.
“Shut up,” Jango snapped. “We’re still pirates, even if this is part of the plan. Captain Kuro would definitely appreciate that kind of money.”
Usopp's heart thumped with sudden hope—maybe this could work after all.
But then—
“…However,” Jango continued, twirling his chakram with a smirk, “If we take both the bag and the village, that just doubles the gains.”
Usopp’s face fell.
Jango raised one hand with a flourish. “Now look here... When I say One, Two, Jango—you will all fall asleep.”
“One. Two. Ja—”
WHACK!
“NO WAY!!!”
Nami's voice cut through the air as her wooden staff came down hard, smacking Usopp out of his daze.
“Ugh—!” Usopp stumbled, clutching his head.
“Nami-san! You came!” Seryu beamed with surprise. Koro wagged his tail enthusiastically beside her.
“But where is Luffy-san and the others?” Seryu asked.
Nami sighed and adjusted her grip on the staff. “I’m not sure. If I had to pick, I think those idiots got lost somewhere.”
Then she turned back toward the pirates, eyes fierce. “And anyway! That treasure belongs to me! I won’t let you get a single coin from inside that boat!”
Jango narrowed his eyes, now recognizing her face. “That girl... She’s from the ranch. She was with the other kids earlier.”
He spun his chakram lazily in his hand. “So... more pests show up, huh?”
“You didn’t have to hit me that hard,” Usopp muttered, rubbing the bump on his head.
“Easy there,” Nami said coolly. “I just saved your life. That guy over there—he’s a hypnotist.”
“Hypnotist?!” Usopp jolted.
“That object he’s spinning? It’s dangerous. Don’t look at it too long or—bam—you’re out cold or worse.”
“A-Alright! I shall bravely leave you and Seryu to fight the pirates while I tactically stay back and cover the rear!” Usopp declared, stepping back with exaggerated confidence.
“Got it!” Seryu gave a fiery thumbs-up, eyes sparkling with energy. “Leave it to us!”
“WHAAT?! NO WAY! I’m just one girl against an entire group!!” Nami yelled, pointing dramatically at the horde of pirates.
“We’ll protect you, Nami-san!” Seryu stood proudly with Koro by her side, eyes full of fiery justice.
“YOUR DETERMINATION ANNOYS ME!!” Nami snapped, veins bulging in her forehead.
“Hey, I’m more scared than you,” Usopp said smugly, arms crossed. “Look at my legs.”
The camera zoomed out slowly… revealing his legs trembling so hard they were practically vibrating.
They all stared.
“...Impressive,” Nami said flatly.
“What are they talking about?” one of the pirates muttered, squinting at the bizarre group ahead.
“Who cares?” another snapped. “Let’s end this nonsense already. Remember the plan?”
Jango’s voice suddenly dropped in tone—cold and sharp.
“If we take too long to reach the village…”
All at once, the pirates froze.
“…The Captain will kill us all.”
A chill rippled through the crew.
“AHHHH!!” they all screamed, now driven by terror instead of greed, surging forward with renewed fury.
“Looks like they’re going at it again,” Nami said, stepping back into a ready stance.
“Here, take this.” Usopp handed her a small pouch brimming with long, sharp nail-like objects.
Nami’s eyes lit up. “Hey! Now we’re talking!”
“Play with all your might.”
“You don’t have to tell me twice,” she grinned.
Together, Nami and Usopp whipped their arms back—and hurled the nails forward like a hailstorm of spikes. The makeshift caltrops scattered across the ground with deadly precision.
Several pirates slipped, yelped, and fell flat onto the jagged metal, rolling and clutching their feet in agony.
“GYAAAH!! What are these things!?”
“S-stay back! It’s a trap! AAGH!”
"You're amazing, Usopp-san!" Seryu cheered, eyes sparkling.
"Hey, Nami!" Usopp shouted, chest puffed up with pride. "I'll keep them busy here—you go find Luffy and the others!"
"Okay—!" Nami turned, ready to sprint off… but then she froze mid-step. Her eyes widened in horror.
CLACK! CLINK!
The path behind them—completely covered in those same wickedly long nails.
"WHY DID YOU THROW THEM SO RECKLESSLY?!" Nami screamed, spinning back around.
"Y-YOU THREW THEM TOO!!" Usopp shouted, arms flailing.
But neither of them noticed the looming shadow behind Usopp.
A pirate three times his size was silently lifting a massive sledgehammer, grinning darkly as he stepped closer.
“Usopp!!” Seryu’s voice rang out.
But before the hammer could fall—
"Isn't this supposed to be the north? How strange! Usopp said it was here!" Luffy's voice rang out as he looked up at the sky, totally relaxed, lying in the grass… munching on a leaf.
Shana’s eye twitched.
"Finally!" she snapped.
In one swift motion, she leapt into the air, landed right in front of him, and with a loud SMACK! delivered a full-force slap across his face.
"YOU IDIOT!!"
Luffy blinked, confused. "Ow! What was that for!?"
"You were supposed to be our trump card and you got lost sniffing flowers or something!"
"NORTH COAST IS THE NAME OF THE PLACE, NOT THE DIRECTION IT ORIGINATES IN!!!" Shana screamed, her voice echoing through the forest and probably scaring a few birds out of nearby trees.
Luffy stared at her blankly.
A long pause followed.
Then—
"Ahhhhhh. I don't get it," he said flatly, tilting his head.
THROB.
A massive, red, comical vein bulged on Shana's forehead like a balloon about to burst.
Her eye twitched violently.
Behind him, a large pirate with a massive hammer loomed, the weapon raised high above his head, eyes locked on his target. His muscles tensed. The hammer dropped.
But time seemed to slow down.
Seryu’s eyes widened, sharp and focused.
Koro growled softly beside her.
With mechanical precision, she pulled out two tonfas from her belt.
She pointed one of them forward, her stance flawless.
“Target locked.”
BANG!
A shot fired from the tip of her tonfa. The sound thundered across the coast.
The bullet struck the hammer mid-swing, sending it flying out of the pirate’s hands and crashing into the sand with a heavy thud.
"Huh!?" the pirate gasped, stumbling back in shock.
Usopp blinked, turning around to see the weapon buried in the ground behind him.
"W-What just happened!?"
Seryu stood coolly with her tonfa raised, steam drifting from the barrel.
"I won’t let anyone hurt my allies," she declared. "Justice demands immediate action."
Koro let out an encouraging bark.
"D-Did that thing shoot!?" Nami shouted, eyes wide, the tip of her staff trembling. "What even is that!?"
She was the only one who had clearly seen it. The tonfa fired not a spark, not a flash, but an actual bullet. A handheld melee weapon, with range?
A nearby pirate ducked instinctively behind a tree. "That girl fired from some kind of tonfa!? What the hell is that weapon!?"
Another pirate stumbled forward, eyes popping from his skull. "That doesn’t make any sense! That ain't normal!!"
But no one had time to question it longer.
More shadows emerged—pirates. Dozens of them. They were already far closer than expected.
"Th-They're already here!?" Usopp panicked.
The three backed up. The coast was suddenly swarming.
Seryu stood in front, eyes dead serious. “Koro, stay alert.”
Koro growled low, his fur bristling.
"You're crazy..." Nami muttered, gripping her staff tighter as the pirates began to circle in.
"We’ll hold this line," Seryu said with a grim smile. "For the sake of justice... and this village."
Usopp gulped. "Y-You know, I thought we’d have more space for a dramatic moment..."
The pirates roared as they rushed in.
"NOPE, NO TIME FOR THAT!" Usopp shouted. "EVERYBODY GET READY!!"
Seryu stepped forward, her gaze steely and unflinching.
"You two—hide!"
"Huh? Wh—" Usopp began.
"Just do it!" she snapped.
Startled by her tone, Nami and Usopp didn’t argue. They ducked behind a jagged wall of rock, just out of sight. Peering from the edge, they could still see the line of pirates drawing nearer… slow, confident, and cocky.
Seryu stood alone now. One girl. Against an army.
Her eyes narrowed.
"Koro... NUMBER ONE!"
Koro barked sharply, his fluffy tail stiff like a blade. In a flash, he charged at Seryu, leapt—and without hesitation—bit down hard on her left arm.
"WHAT THE HELL!?" Usopp nearly shouted from behind the rock.
"Is he attacking her!?" Nami gasped, frozen.
But what happened next made their jaws drop.
As Koro released his jaws, metal clanked.
A powerful hum of machinery sparked.
And then—BOOM!
From the shredded sleeve of Seryu's jacket emerged a massive iron flail, chained and glowing with mechanical energy.
"Shinkou's Ball of Justice!" she declared, slamming the weapon down once beside her. The earth cracked beneath the weight.
The pirates slowed their approach, eyes now wide with alarm.
"...What is she?" one muttered.
Nami and Usopp said nothing.
They couldn’t.
Because neither of them had any idea either.
Usopp and Nami were frozen stiff—mouths agape, eyes twitching.
"Wh…what…!?" Usopp stammered.
"That was a flail…" Nami whispered, sweat dripping down her face, "But it came from her arm?!"
Even Jango was rattled. His usual lazy grin had vanished.
"Wh-What is that girl…?"
Seryu slowly turned to the now visibly nervous pirates, her expression fierce, righteous fire blazing in her eyes.
"Evil shall not pass… as long as I stand here!"
With a mighty yell, she swung her flail in a colossal arc.
CRASH!!!
The ground beneath the pirates shattered, chunks of stone flying through the air. The impact sent nearly the entire front line soaring off the cliff, flailing like ragdolls. A shockwave rippled through the remaining men—terror filling their hearts.
Dust clouds rose.
Silence fell.
Usopp and Nami snapped back to reality—both visibly shaking.
"S-She just wiped out a dozen of them in one swing…" Nami whispered.
"Remind me never to make her mad," Usopp said, pale as paper.
“W-Where did this girl come from!?” Jango muttered to himself, his hands trembling as the dust finally began to settle.
As the smoke cleared, the aftermath came into view—pirates littered across the battlefield, groaning in pain, twitching slightly, but all very much alive… though barely.
“W-What strength…” one of them wheezed, clutching his ribs.
“My spine’s spelling words…” moaned another.
Seryu stood still, watching.
Then she frowned.
“They’re… still breathing?” she asked aloud, baffled. “That strike should’ve been enough to split their bodies in half.”
That single sentence alone made Usopp and Nami visibly wince in horror.
“Did… did she just say split their bodies—!?” Usopp gagged a little.
“She said that with a straight face!!” Nami whispered, inching back.
Seryu didn’t notice—or didn’t care. She simply stepped forward, dragging the enormous flail behind her like it was a purse. Her eyes locked on the next group of pirates still standing, stunned and wide-eyed.
“…Am I out of touch?” she wondered aloud, sounding more concerned than violent.
The remaining pirates, battered and dazed, tried to push themselves upright, their bodies trembling from the shockwaves of the earlier attack. But as they slowly rose, they were met with the sight that would haunt them for the rest of their lives.
Seryu stood before them, her body exuding an eerie, almost otherworldly aura, amplified by the massive flail she wielded with terrifying ease. The sheer weight of it made the air itself feel heavy, oppressive, as if the very atmosphere was afraid to be near her.
The pirates could feel the malicious energy radiating off her. Every muscle in their body screamed to run, but they couldn’t move. They were paralyzed by fear.
"Wait, wait! I—" one pirate stammered, but before he could even finish his sentence, Seryu spoke.
"It doesn't matter. I can just attack as many times as I want." She smiled coldly, her voice dripping with malice, as if she were enjoying the power she held over them.
It was too late.
With a swift and brutal motion, Seryu swung her flail once again. The sheer force behind it was like a cataclysmic storm, sending shockwaves rippling across the coastline. The pirates were helpless as the gigantic weapon tore through the ground with a deafening CRACK, its swing sending debris flying in all directions.
The pirates were flung back, unable to react, as the sheer power of the blow sent them tumbling like ragdolls. The shockwave reached even the pirates who had been further back, and they too were knocked off their feet, sprawling onto the rocky coast as the ground around them buckled under the force.
Some pirates barely managed to regain their bearings, their eyes wide with terror, while others were left completely immobilized, groaning in pain from the overwhelming force.
Seryu stood, surveying her handiwork with an almost detached look, as if she were merely swatting at flies.
“Next?” she called out, her voice filled with dark amusement. Her face twisted. “Who else wants to test their luck?”
Jango’s mouth fell open as his eyes darted between the hilltop figures and his traumatized crewmates.
"Wh-What are you doing!?" he barked. "Attack—!"
He turned to rally them, but stopped cold.
"...Huh?"
His voice died in his throat.
Down below, the surviving Black Cat pirates were trembling on the ground. Some were curled into fetal positions, hugging their knees. One was sucking his thumb. Another whispered softly, "Mommy… don’t let the flail lady get me…"
A bead of sweat rolled down Jango’s cheek.
"...What the hell did that girl do to them?"
Then—
"Geez, has the fun started already?" said a laid-back, cocky voice.
Jango spun around, heart skipping.
Standing atop the rocky hill were three new figures. The sun silhouetted them dramatically: a swordsman with green hair and a furious scowl, a grinning rubber boy cracking his knuckles, and a red-haired girl with her fists on her hips.
"They finally arrived!" Nami said, relief washing over her face… though her nerves hadn’t quite left.
"It's Luffy-san!" Seryu exclaimed, lowering her weapon just slightly.
Seryu’s stance relaxed, but she still looked mildly annoyed.
"What took you so long…?" Usopp asked, slumping from the adrenaline crash.
"NAMI!" Zoro suddenly roared, storming down the slope. "WHAT’S THIS STORY ABOUT LEAVING ME IN THE MIDDLE OF THAT STUPID OIL TRAIL!?"
"USOPP!" Luffy yelled, throwing his arms up. "YOU IDIOT! YOU DIDN’T TELL ME WHERE NORTH WAS!!"
"HOW IS THAT MY FAULT!?" Usopp shouted back.
"YOU'RE THE GUY WHO CLAIMED TO BE THE VILLAGE EXPERT!!" Shana added from behind Luffy, arms crossed and twitching in frustration.
“HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW HOW A COASTLINE NAME WORKS?!” she added with a fierce glare.
Nami pinched the bridge of her nose.
"We’re in the middle of a battle, you guys."
Zoro grumbled. "Fine. Let me cut something."
Luffy cracked his knuckles again. "Good. ‘Cause now it’s my turn!"
"D-Damn, we’re barely dealing with that woman, and now more of them are coming?!" he muttered, beads of sweat lining his brow.
Still, he clenched his teeth and raised his voice.
"Come on! Don’t lose to a bunch of kids! Now look here—when I say One, two Jango, your wounds will heal, your courage will return, and your strength will double!"
Meanwhile, up on the hill, the crew was watching with mixed levels of confusion and concern.
"...What’s he doing?" Nami squinted.
"Is he trying to hypnotize them into thinking they’re okay? What nonsense."
"Huh?" Luffy tilted his head, clearly interested in the spinning disc.
"Hypnosis?" he asked with a childlike curiosity.
Shana furrowed her brow. "What do you mean by hypnosis?"
And just then—
"ONE! TWO! JANGO!!"
"AHHHHH!!"
A burst of unnatural adrenaline surged through the pirate crew.
One of the men, previously knocked halfway into a crater, shot up with blazing eyes and let out a guttural roar—
then slammed his fist into a cliffside and ripped out a chunk of rock as large as himself.
Even Nami took a step back.
"...Okay. That nonsense just got a lot more serious."
"They tore off a piece of the wall!? What strength!" Zoro said, visibly impressed despite himself.
"If one of them is already this strong, imagine the rest!?" Usopp added, nearly jumping behind the nearest rock.
"AHHHHH!!" the pirates roared, charging toward Seryu with reckless force.
But the girl didn’t move an inch. Her eyes were calm. Her flail-arm gleamed in the light like a divine weapon of judgment.
"W-Wait, why is that girl's arm a flail now!?" Zoro asked, finally locking in on the absurdity before them.
"DID YOU NOTICE THAT NOW!?" Nami shouted, sweat flying from her forehead in pure disbelief.
The pirates inched closer… step by heavy step, some twitching under the residual terror—but driven by their newly enhanced strength and Jango’s hypnotism.
And yet, in the center of it all—Luffy stood quietly, arms crossed,
"Okay, you two stay back, while I, Zoro and Luffy deal with them," Nami commanded firmly.
"No complaints," Usopp said, already hiding behind a nearby rock.
"Let's go, Luffy." Zoro turned toward him—but paused. "...Luffy?"
A long, awkward silence followed.
Then—
"AHHHHHH!!" Luffy let out a wild scream.
"WHAT!? That idiot was hypnotized too!!" Zoro yelled in disbelief.
"Luffy-san?" Seryu said, raising an eyebrow.
Suddenly, with veins popping and eyes blazing, Luffy launched himself into the fray like a cannonball.
"GOMU GOMU NO GATLING!!"
His fists blurred as they struck the hypnotized pirates with incredible force, sending them flying in all directions, colliding with each other, and bouncing off walls like pinballs.
BOOM. BAM. WHACK. THUD.
"Incredible..." Seryu muttered, eyes wide with amazement. "Captain Kuro made a mistake with his plan. These aren't common brats!"
Luffy, still supercharged from the hypnosis, turned toward the semi-unconscious pirates.
But instead of attacking again—he dashed past them.
He zipped right by Jango, who flinched in confusion, and headed straight for the ship.
"What does he want?" a random pirate asked.
Luffy leapt forward and grabbed the cat-shaped figurehead at the front of the ship.
Luffy's muscles bulged slightly as he used all his hypnotic strength to rip the figurehead clean off the front of the Black Cat Pirates' ship. With a splintering CRACK, the massive cat-shaped carving tore loose, chunks of wood flying in every direction.
"AHHHHHH!!!" Luffy yelled, eyes wild, still completely out of control under Jango's hypnosis.
Nami’s eyes widened. "D-Did he just rip off the whole front of the ship?!"
Zoro blinked, lowering his sword slightly. "Okay... that might’ve been overkill."
"He's gonna destroy everything before we even get to fight!" Shana shouted, already jumping down the slope toward him.
Jango staggered backward in horror. "No no no! That was our coolest part!"
The Black Cat Pirates behind him flinched. "That guy’s a monster!"
Luffy swung the massive wooden figurehead over his head like a club, his grin as big as ever.
"RUN!!!"
"He's so strong!" Seryu admired, fists clenched in excitement.
"Well, whatever works in our favor. Go, Luffy!" Nami cheered quietly, peeking out from behind a rock as the rubber man began charging the mass of hypnotized pirates, swinging the cat-shaped figurehead like a titan's club.
"He fights like an indomitable tiger now. He cannot understand his own actions due to the sorcery," Alastor said in his usual cryptic tone.
“I can see that,” Shana muttered, eyes tracking Luffy's chaotic charge.
Jango, now visibly sweating, staggered back and ripped his chakram from his belt. "N-No choice now… When I say one, two, Jango—you will fall asleep!!" he declared, preparing to swing and re-hypnotize Luffy out of control.
Seryu’s eyes sharpened. "Koro!!" she barked, pointing toward the hypnotist.
With a bark of determination, the tiny dog sprinted through the battlefield like a furry missile.
"One. Two. JAN—AAAHHH!!"
CHOMP!
Jango let out a high-pitched yelp as Koro sank his teeth into his arm. The chakram clattered to the ground, and his rhythm was broken.
"You little beast!" Jango shrieked, shaking his arm wildly. Koro refused to let go, growling with full puppy fury.
Behind him, Luffy was getting closer, now laughing wildly with the figurehead held overhead. The hypnotized Black Cat Pirates were too busy panicking at his approach to do anything else.
“Uh-oh…” one pirate whimpered. “He's coming this way!!”
Koro’s teeth suddenly began to grow larger, elongating like a pair of massive, jagged fangs. “AHHHH!! He’s gonna eat my arm!!” Jango yelled in desperate panic, flailing around as the tiny dog dug deeper into his flesh.
Seryu wasted no time. She dashed forward and stomped down hard on Jango’s chakram, shattering it into pieces with a single, powerful blow.
“Damn!! AHHH!!” Jango howled, pain shooting through his arm as the sharp metal clattered away. He tried to shake Koro off, but the dog refused to let go, its jaw locked tight.
Meanwhile, Luffy finally saw his opening. With a wide, gleeful grin, he charged toward the pirates, his muscles bulging as he swung the massive figurehead in a wild arc.
It was nothing short of comical as the Black Cat Pirates, previously so confident, scrambled in every direction—some running in circles, others tripping over each other, and a few trying to hide behind the mast in sheer panic.
“Well, it’s looking like this invasion has been busted,” Usopp said, lowering his slingshot as he watched the chaos unfold with a grin.
Shana, however, wasn’t so carefree. Her eyes narrowed, her senses suddenly piqued. Why am I feeling three different existences inside the ship... she thought, her heart skipping a beat as something didn’t feel right. Wait… It left…!
"Look out!" she shouted, her warning ringing out just a moment too late.
Before anyone could react, Koro suddenly released his grip on Jango’s arm, growling softly as something strange scratched at his flesh—like tiny claws or something even smaller than him.
"K-Koro?" Seryu asked, her voice wavering with concern as the dog whined and backed away, eyes wide with unease.
Just as Koro whimpered and stepped back, two shadowy figures suddenly appeared in a blur of motion, darting from the shadows of the Black Cat Pirates’ ship. Before anyone could react, they struck.
Slash!
Luffy screamed as twin claws raked across his back, causing blood to spill from the deep gashes. His body jerked forward, and he staggered back, blinking rapidly as his senses returned. The hypnotic haze was shattered.
"LUFFY!!" Shana shouted, her eyes widening in alarm as she darted toward him.
“What happened? We were winning until a little…” Nami muttered, her eyes darting between Luffy and the mysterious attackers.
Jango, despite his injured arm and the chaos surrounding him, couldn’t help but grin, his lips curling with a knowing smile. “Our trump cards have arrived!”
. “This battle’s just begun, pirates,” he said in a voice that seemed to echo unnaturally.
The other figure, smaller but just as menacing, flicked a hand, and the air around the group seemed to distort, like reality itself was bending. "The end of your journey is closer than you think."
The two figures emerged fully from the shadows, now clearly visible to everyone.
The two shadows stepped out of the smoke and shade—not the dark, mysterious assassins anyone had expected.
One was a shirtless, overweight man with a giant cat hat perched on top of his head like it was trying to eat his face. He had a goofy grin and carried a massive paw-shaped gauntlet.
The other was lanky and hunched, with messy green hair, sharp fake cat claws, and a smug look on his face. He stretched his back with a lazy yawn.
"Sham and Butchi, the Nyaban Brothers!" Jango announced dramatically, throwing his good arm into the air. "Our second line of defense!"
"Who are these guys?" Usopp asked, pointing with a face full of disbelief.
"That’s the presence I felt…" Shana murmured to herself, eyes narrowing.
“You’re having that much trouble with these guys? That’s embarrassing,” Sham scoffed as he eyed the fallen pirates. “We’re not even real killers, and we managed to leave a scratch on that brat.”
Luffy gritted his teeth, rising slowly, blood dripping from his back. “Ow… what was that for…?”
“Shut up…” Jango grumbled, still nursing his arm. “By the way—where did Kery go?”
Everyone paused.
Then they heard it. A very faint, squeaky voice from somewhere beneath Jango’s feet.
“Huh? What’d you say…?”
“I think I’m hearing something, Sham,” Butchi said, tilting his head and scratching his ear with one paw-glove. “But I don’t know what it is…”
“I SAID I AM RIGHT HERE, DAMN IT!!! ARE YOU GUYS DEAF!?” came a sudden shriek from the dirt.
The ground near Jango’s boots erupted in a puff of dust as a tiny figure popped out—barely the size of a cat. Dressed in a full mouse costume, complete with tiny whiskers, was a furious dwarf waving a sharpened toothpick-like blade.
“What the heck is that?” Nami blinked.
"A mouse?!" Usopp yelled, jumping back.
The dwarf stomped his tiny foot. "I’M NOT A MOUSE, I’M KERY!! KERY THE BLADE!"
"You look kind of dirty, Kery," Butchi said as he peered down with a tilted head.
“OH YOU THINK SO!!?” Kery snapped, whipping his tiny sword around like a baton. “DON’T BLAME ME IF THAT WEIRD DOG HAS SO MUCH FUR INSIDE OF HIM, AND YOU BETTER NOT COMPLAIN BECAUSE I’M ALREADY PISSED AS IS!!”
Butchi scratched his head. “You’re always pissed…”
“WELL, DUH!!” Kery bellowed, practically vibrating with rage. “I WAS FORCED TO WAKE UP IN THE MORNING!! IT DOESN’T MATTER HOW MUCH I TRY TO BE CALM, WHEN EVERY LITTLE THING CAN MESS UP MY DAY!!!”
The battlefield froze.
The Shadow Pirates, the Straw Hats, even the beaten Black Cat crew members just kind of stared at the scene like they were watching some bizarre theater performance.
“Uh… is this their trump card?” Usopp asked, glancing around.
“They look like goofballs,” Nami muttered, not impressed.
“….”
Luffy tilted his head, staring at Kery with a blank expression.
Even Seryu, still holding Koro close, blinked slowly. “I don’t know if I should be scared or… just confused.”
Shana folded her arms. “I don’t sense any immense power from him, but… the way he moves underground is unnatural.”
Meanwhile, Jango had dramatically fallen to one knee, clutching his still-bleeding arm. “Don’t underestimate Kery! That little freak’s a menace! He once chewed through the ship’s entire keel because someone forgot to feed him for one day!”
“IT WAS TWO DAYS!!!” Kery yelled, leaping into the air and landing with a tiny plop next to Jango.
He pointed his toothpick-sword at the group. “NOW WHO’S READY TO HAVE THEIR TOES DISLOCATED ONE BY ONE?!”
"You're the one who attacked Koro, right?" Seryu asked, narrowing her eyes, her hand gently petting the now-growling dog by her side.
"THAT’S RIGHT, YOU WHORE!!" Kery shrieked, puffing his tiny chest out proudly. “I ATE THE MOUSE-MOUSE FRUIT, MODEL: MOUSE! I CAN SHRINK TO A MOUSE’S LEVEL AT WILL, GIVING ME ENHANCED SPEED AND LOW VISIBILITY! I CAN EVEN RETAIN MY NORMAL STRENGTH WHEN SMALL!”
“A mouse? So that’s how he got to Koro without being noticed…” Usopp muttered.
Shana’s eyes flicked toward the ground. “He was hiding in the soil... disturbing.”
Seryu blinked, still fixated on something else. “What did you just call me?”
Kery, ever the moron, stomped his foot again and doubled down.
“YEAH! A WHORE! A PETITE AND UGLY WHORE!” he screamed with rage-fueled pride. “DON’T YOU KNOW PONYTAILS ARE OUT OF TOUCH NOWADAYS!? AND QUIT THE WHOLE ‘LOYAL KNIGHT’ COSPLAY! IT’S MORNING, FOR PETE’S SAKE!! WHO THE HELL PLAYS NOBLE AT 9AM?!”
For a long second… there was silence.
Everyone turned to Seryu.
Her expression hadn’t changed much.
But her eye twitched.
“W-Wait, what do you think you’re doing?!” Jango stammered, inching backward in pure panic. “Don’t provoke her!!”
Koro had already backed away.
Seryu slowly reached up, tightening the ribbon that kept her ponytail in place. “You know…” she said calmly, though her voice now sounded like glass cracking under pressure. "I was gonna give you the least gruesome execution..."
Her eyes burned crimson. “But you insulted my hair.”
The ground under her feet cracked.
Seryu began marching forward—every step booming like a war drum.
“Oh no,” Nami muttered. “Oh no no no.”
“YOU THINK I’M PETITE?! YOU WANNA SEE PETITE!?” Seryu roared.
“WAITWAITWAIT—!!”
Kery turned tail and tried to burrow back into the ground—
BANG!
Seryu drop-kicked the dirt he was trying to escape into with enough force to send a shockwave through the coastline.
Fwip!
Kery went rocketing into the air like a bottle rocket, a tiny scream trailing behind him as he vanished into the sky like Team Rocket.
Everyone stared up.
“…I think I see a sparkle,” Usopp whispered.
“Y-You maniac! That was our scout!!” Jango cried.
Seryu flipped her hair back into place. “Get a better one.”
However, suddenly…
"AHHHHHHH!!!"
Everyone looked up just in time to see a tiny missile screaming from the sky.
THUD!!
Kery smashed into the ground, coughing and twitching, now back to his regular dwarf form and smoking like overcooked stew.
“H-He came back!?” Usopp gasped, backing up behind a rock.
“You’re alive…” Seryu said coldly, cracking her knuckles.
Kery’s one eye twitched open. “DAMN BITCH, WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU!? THESE TEENAGERS NOWADAYS DON’T KNOW WHEN TO TAKE GOOD ADVICE!?!?”
Seryu didn’t answer. She just stepped forward, menacingly.
“WHATEVER!! I GUESS I’LL HAVE TO SHOW YOU WHAT A MOUSE IS REALLY CAPABLE OF!!” he roared, dramatically throwing his arms wide. “SHRINK!!”
But just before shrinking, he glanced at Sham and Butchi and gave them a subtle hand signal.
Then poof—he shrunk in an instant and dove straight toward her.
Seryu gritted her teeth and stomped, trying to catch him in the dust cloud again—but her anger got the best of her, and before she could react—
WHAM!!
Two figures appeared beside her in a flash: Sham and Butchi, one grabbing each of her arms.
“Seryu, look out!!” Nami shouted.
“GET OFF ME, GET OFF ME!!!” Seryu roared, thrashing violently as the two Nyaban Brothers struggled to hold her.
Then—
“Kor—!”
She tried to shout the command, but suddenly—
“G-GAAAAHH!!”
She froze.
“…What just happened?” Shana narrowed her eyes.
Seryu’s whole body tensed, and her eyes twitched in raw disbelief. Her face flushed not from anger this time… but pure shock.
“…No,” she whispered. “He didn’t.”
“Oh no,” Jango whispered. “He did.”
Inside her armor, a faint, sinister voice echoed with a wicked little laugh.
“Heheheheh… This is a mouse’s domain now…”
...
...
...
"I-Is it just me," Nami whispered, eyes wide, "or is something... moving around where Seryu's chest is supposed to be?"
"HUH?" Luffy blinked, still not fully getting it.
“HAHAHA!!” came Kery’s muffled voice. “LOOK AT THIS!! EVEN FROM THIS HEIGHT, IT’S LIKE A DRY, SHRIVELED GRAPEFRUIT FIELD!!”
He zipped across under her armor again, now heard near her back. “AND YOUR FLAT ASS WOULD LOSE A CONTEST TO A PUMPKIN SEED!”
“S-Stop…!” Seryu growled, her body trembling in fury.
“Is he—Is he sexually harassing her?” Usopp gasped.
“That’s so messed up!” Nami snapped. “Luffy, don’t just stand there—help her!”
“Got it!!” Luffy roared, running forward with steam still hissing from his arms.
But before he could reach—
“OOPS! TIME TO JET OFF! BUT FIRST—LEPTOSPIROSIS BITE!!”
A tiny CHOMP! echoed from under Seryu’s armor.
“GAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!”
A pulse of pure rage exploded from her. Koro’s fur stood up. Butchi and Sham instinctively let go and dove for cover.
“THAT’S IT!!"
CRASH!
Seryu ripped off a chunk of her own shoulder armor and hurled it into the cliffside, detonating it like a missile.
“Damn. He’s gone!” Luffy growled, scanning the terrain.
But just then—“LEPTOSPIROSIS BITE!!”
“GAAAHH!!” Luffy cried as something sharp pierced his skin. He swung wildly, punching the ground, but caught nothing but dirt. A nasty green bite mark was left on his arm.
“Huh…? What the—why is it glowing…?”
Meanwhile, Shana’s eyes narrowed. She focused—there. She could feel his presence again. “EVERYONE!” she yelled suddenly, voice fierce. “STAND ON TOP OF A ROCK!! DON’T ASK—JUST TRUST ME!!”
Without hesitating, she leapt onto a nearby boulder. The others followed, confused but obedient. Nami tugged Usopp by the arm, and even Zoro complied with a grunt.
“Damn. I was too late…” Kery muttered, crawling out near Jango, flicking dirt from his whiskers. “But I managed to infect two of them!”
“I-Infection....? WAIT!” Nami’s face twisted in realization. “He’s a rat!!”
But it was too late.
Seryu suddenly stumbled, her skin paling to a faint sickly yellow. “Nnngh… My strength… it’s—fading…”
Koro barked in panic.
Luffy winced and dropped to a knee. “Ugh… why do I feel… dizzy…”
“Leptospirosis…” Shana muttered grimly, looking down at Kery. “It’s a disease spread by rat bites. And that little freak just turned it into a weapon.”
Kery smirked, arms crossed. “NOW YOU GET IT! You thought I was just a pest—but I’m the PLAGUE you never saw coming! HAH!! LET’S SEE HOW YOU FIGHT WHEN YOUR BODY’S SHUTTING DOWN!!”
“Don’t worry,” Jango chuckled with a crooked smile, clutching his still-bandaged arm. “They won’t have to fight alone for long…”
The Nyaban Brothers cracked their knuckles and stepped forward.
“Time for round two,” Sham grinned.
“Now that the poison’s kicking in,” Butchi growled, “they’ll be easy meat.”
"Damn," Usopp muttered, gripping his slingshot tighter. "And I thought that power was lame just ‘cause it’s from a rat... but he just took down two of our strongest members."
"I-I can still..." Seryu staggered forward, trying to stand tall. But her legs gave out and she collapsed with a heavy thud.
Koro barked and rushed to her side, nuzzling her protectively.
Across the battlefield, the half-conscious Black Cat Pirates raised weak cheers, swaying and wobbling, but still hopeful.
"Don't just stand there!" Nami snapped at the group, eyes wide with urgency. "Those two are wide open! We have to get them out of here—get them to a doctor, now!"
"I'll go!" Zoro growled, already moving forward.
"I'm going too!" Shana said firmly, unsheathing her blade with a fiery gleam in her eyes.
But as the two charged ahead—
CLANG!
Two figures landed in their path.
Sham and Butchi—the Nyaban Brothers.
"Going somewhere?" Sham sneered, twirling his claws lazily.
Butchi cracked his knuckles, grinning wide beneath his cat-eared hat. "Wouldn’t wanna leave your sick friends behind, would you?"
And then—FWOOSH!
A blur rose up from the shadows near Jango. A wicked glint flashed in the grass as a tiny figure swelled back to full size.
It was Kery, grinning like a madman.
"You’re not going anywhere," he said, voice low and smug. "You’re all gonna watch as the infection eats away at your little heroes."
Zoro and Shana locked eyes with their enemies, tension thick in the air.
Both sides stood still, tension crackling in the air like a taut wire.
The Nyaban Brothers grinned, claws at the ready. Kery paced near the fallen Seryu, still twitching with energy. Jango clutched his wounded arm but smirked despite the pain. And across from them, the Straw Hat crew and their allies glared with sharp eyes—Zoro, Shana, Nami, Luffy, and Usopp all ready to strike.
Seryu groaned weakly behind them, Koro growling at her side, fur bristling.
A storm was brewing.
Just then, a calm but chilling voice sliced through the standoff like a dagger through silk.
"Why are they taking so long...?"
Everyone froze.
The Black Cat Pirates—all of them—visibly tensed. Jango’s eyes widened in terror as his jaw quivered.
"C-Captain Kuro...!?"
A shadow sat lazily on a nearby rock. He hadn’t been there a moment ago.
Slender-framed. Spectacles glinting. A hand rested under his chin, legs crossed elegantly.
Captain Kuro.
"Where did he come from?!" Usopp shouted, startled, his heart hammering in his chest. "He wasn’t there just a second ago!"
"...This pressure," she muttered, narrowing her eyes.
Kuro didn’t even look their way.
He simply brushed some dust off his coat, bored and quiet.
But the battlefield had already shifted. The calm before the storm had shattered.
“T-T-There’s a very good explanation for this! T-These kids, they’re—!” Jango stammered, his voice cracking under the weight of panic. He stepped back slightly, sweating bullets as Kuro’s gaze shifted slowly in his direction.
The infamous captain didn’t raise his voice. Not yet.
Instead, he stared toward the battlefield, calm… almost detached.
“The sun has been high for quite some time,” Kuro said coldly, standing from the rock with eerie grace, brushing off the back of his coat with a slow, practiced motion.
His words were measured—sharp and deliberate.
“At this time… they were supposed to be in the village.”
He took a single step forward. The sound of his boot tapping against the stone echoed like a gunshot.
“But instead…”
He paused.
A tense silence fell over the beach. Even the wind dared not blow.
“…Ten minutes pass,” he continued, his voice darkening. “Ten minutes.”
Kuro's head tilted slightly—his glasses catching the sun.
“And this…”
His arm rose, gesturing to the chaos: the broken pirates, the injured Seryu, Luffy’s bruised form, the shattered chakram, and the trembling looks of his own crew.
“…This is what I see.”
Close-up.
One by one, the Straw Hats and their allies turned their attention toward him.
Luffy’s usual aloofness was gone.
Zoro’s eye twitched slightly, sensing the killing intent.
Nami’s breath hitched.
Usopp gulped.
Shana’s hand gripped her sword instinctively.
Then—
“WHAT IS THE MEANING OF THIS!?!”
Kuro’s voice thundered across the battlefield like a cracking whip.
Even the shadows seemed to recoil.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 10: 'The plan went down the drain! The demon in the form of a dog!'
Chapter Text
"I never would have imagined," Kuro said, voice as smooth and sharp as a blade, "that I would witness the Black Cat Pirates—my crew—being humiliated by a bunch of children."
He took a slow, deliberate step forward. The wind carried his words like venom through the still air.
“They have declined so much… in just three years.”
His eyes narrowed, like daggers under glass.
“Isn’t that right… Jango?”
The hypnotist froze like a cornered animal. He swallowed hard, every part of his body screaming to flee—yet his legs wouldn’t move. He nervously adjusted his hat.
“B-but Captain! You told us to avoid the kids! You said it yourself—they’d be a distraction! And now they’re back here causing trouble and—”
"And what about it?"
Kuro’s interruption was cold, quiet—but cut deeper than any shout. Jango stopped midsentence, heart pounding.
“We knew they would fight back. That liar Usopp was with them, after all. I expected resistance.”
A pause.
A deadly one.
“…But what I didn’t anticipate…”
Suddenly, Kuro’s fist clenched.
“WAS THE INCOMPETENCE OF MY OWN MEN!!!”
His voice thundered with a fury that made the very earth beneath their feet feel less steady.
Jango flinched, stepping back as if Kuro’s words had physically struck him. The remaining Black Cat Pirates who were semi-conscious visibly tensed. The air felt heavier now.
“W-What...? Incompetent?” Jango repeated in disbelief.
That’s when another voice cut through the air like a buzzsaw.
“EXCUSE ME!?!?!?!”
Kery’s screeching voice burst forth, furious and indignant. The mouse-man stormed forward, stomping despite his tiny legs as if he had something to prove.
"Did you just call me incompetent!?"
"Yeah! What's up with that!?" Sham stepped in, eyes burning with frustration.
"How could you, Captain!" Butchi agreed, fists clenched. "It's true that you were strong back in the day, but that was three years ago! While you sat back and played house in this village... we kept fighting!!"
"AND I KEPT SLICING THROATS!!!" Kery shrieked, his voice cracking like a whip in the air.
Kuro, still seated on the rock, didn’t so much as blink. His eyes were half-lidded, unreadable. "…What do you mean?"
"WHAT WE MEAN," Kery snapped, "is that you’re just a middle-aged man now! Just like me! You’ve forgotten what real fighting is like! You think you can still command us after retiring from battle!? Who are you to judge us!?!?**"
His voice rose to a fever pitch.
"WE SHOULD SHOW YOU WHAT WAKING UP AT DAWN DOES TO A MAN!!!"
Without another word, Kery, Sham, and Butchi surged forward in unison—rage burning in their eyes.
They charged straight past Zoro and Shana, ignoring the tension in the air and the wide-eyed stares from friend and foe alike.
Their target?
Kuro.
Still seated. Still silent.
Still completely unfazed.
"S-Stop it, you three!" Jango cried out, arm outstretched in panic. "You don’t understand what you’re doing!!"
But it was too late.
Kuro let out a quiet sigh—barely audible over the tension hanging in the air. Then, without warning, he casually tossed the cloth bag he was holding high into the sky.
And in that blink—
He vanished.
Before anyone could register what happened, Kuro’s image seemed to flicker across the battlefield, appearing in several places at once like a phantom. His speed was so unnaturally precise, so eerily silent, that it disoriented even the most battle-hardened of fighters.
Sham, Kery, and Butchi struck with wild fury, their rage guiding their attacks as they lunged forward.
Their fists met nothing.
"Huh?!" Butchi gasped.
“W-Where’d he go!?” Sham barked, eyes scanning the empty space in front of him.
And then—
Kuro appeared behind them.
He now wore his twin sword-claws—gleaming, deadly, and familiar—on both hands. The bladed tips glinted under the sunlight as they extended with cruel elegance.
Zoro’s brows narrowed. "What the hell...? How did he disappear like that? And what’s with those claws?"
"...He's fast," Shana muttered. Her crimson eyes were locked onto Kuro with growing caution. "But it's more than that. That movement... I think he’s behind—"
“Us!!” Butchi cried.
They all spun around in sync and launched another desperate strike.
Too late.
Kuro’s form blurred once more.
Jango, still watching in anxious awe, whispered under his breath: “...He’s using Nuki-Ashi.”
Suddenly, Kuro materialized behind the trio again—this time, far closer than before. His claws were drawn back, both blades hovering just inches from their backs.
Aimed directly at their lungs.
"You’re right," Kuro said coldly, his voice laced with menace. "I am a bit rusty after all these years."
The rage that once filled Sham, Kery, and Butchi’s faces had drained completely.
"Huh? Those guys were all cocky a second ago—didn’t they just take down Luffy and Seryu?" Usopp said, eyes wide in disbelief. "Now they look like a bunch of crying toddlers!"
Jango gulped and lowered his voice. “Nuki-Ashi... That’s that man’s stealth technique. With it, he could take out fifty trained assassins in the blink of an eye. Once he makes a move—” he shivered visibly, “—you won’t even realize it’s over until you’ve already lost.”
He stared ahead, sweat trickling down his cheek.
“Even after three years, just seeing him like this makes my hair stand on end. And every time he adjusted his glasses, he’d use his palm—not his fingers. Otherwise, the claws would rip straight through his own face.”
As Jango spoke, we cut to close-up reactions from around the battlefield.
The defeated Black Cat Pirates—semi-conscious and bloodied—trembled at the sight of their former captain’s speed and ruthlessness, their confidence shattered beyond repair.
Zoro, now on high alert, narrowed his eyes. His hand rested on one sword hilt, ready.
Shana stayed quiet, analyzing every detail. “He’s certainly more powerful than the Clown. More composed. More lethal. But... Luffy or Zoro should still be able to handle him.”
Then—
Luffy.
Infected and weakened, the rubber boy sat back slightly, still gripping his side from the Leptospirosis Bite. His expression was unreadable, his eyes locked on Kuro.
Observing.
Silently.
Then—Kuro smiled.
A calm, almost peaceful smile.
“I could kill every single one of you right now,” he said softly. “But...”
He lowered his claws. The motion was almost casual. Like he was merely brushing dust from his coat.
“Staying in this village for three long years... it taught me something. How to be more benevolent.”
He turned away, facing the path toward the village.
“I’ll give you five minutes,” he said, tone now void of warmth. “Five minutes to clean up this mess…”
He adjusted his glasses with the flat of his palm.
“…Otherwise…”
He paused.
“…I’ll kill you all.”
“F-Five minutes!?” Jango stammered, then straightened up, a wild grin crossing his face. “That’s more than enough! Let’s get this over with in three if we have to!”
He turned and jabbed a finger forward, eyes gleaming with renewed confidence. “We already took down two of the brats! Now we just have to deal with those two!”
His finger pointed directly at Zoro and Shana, both standing firm, unmoving.
“They shouldn’t be any problem at all!”
“Good...” Kuro said coolly.
Without another word, he walked over to a jagged rock nearby and gracefully sat down. From a pouch in his coat, he pulled out what looked like a neatly-folded magazine, flipped it open, and began reading—peacefully.
The scene was surreal. A man capable of mass murder in seconds, sitting like it was just another afternoon tea.
Meanwhile—
Seryu, downed and gasping, clenched her fists against the dry earth. Her body trembled under the infection's weight, skin pale, strength draining... but her eyes?
Locked on Kuro.
But her muscles refused to move. Her body, poisoned and weary, betrayed her resolve.
“Damn it...” she whispered through clenched teeth.
Above her, Koro stayed by her side protectively, letting out a low, concerned growl.
Suddenly—
“FIVE MINUTES AND IT’S EASY!” Kery’s voice boomed underground. “LET’S GO AND FINISH THEM!!”
The Nyaban Brothers—Sham and Butchi—charged forward with renewed fury, claws out and fangs bared, their eyes wild.
Kery vanished below the surface with a muffled snarl, ready to strike from below.
“Go, Sham! Butchi! Kery!” Jango shouted, spinning his hypnotic ring dramatically. “I’m counting on you!”
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...
"Hey, Shana. Let me fix these two's faces" Zoro prepared himself. Shana nodded as she was focused on something else. She was feeling Kery's presence through his existence.
"YOU MAY HAVE THREE SWORDS, BUT IT DOESN’T MATTER TO US! DIE ALREADY!!!" Sham and Butchi roared, charging straight for Zoro with claws drawn and teeth bared.
Underground, Kery tunneled like a furious bullet, his small body tearing through the dirt below Zoro's feet. He was seconds away from launching his Leptospirosis Bite, grinning with sick satisfaction.
But aboveground—Shana’s crimson eyes narrowed.
“I can feel you,” she whispered, her sword glowing hot with blazing energy. Kery hadn’t realized it yet, but he’d been marked the second he resurfaced in this battle.
"Let’s just get this over with..." Zoro muttered coolly as he shifted into stance, his three blades gleaming in the sunlight.
The moment came.
Kery erupted from the ground like a cannonball—aiming directly for Zoro’s legs, fangs dripping with infectious venom.
But he never made it.
"HIEN!!" Shana’s voice rang out like a bell of judgment. A wave of fire, sharp as steel and fast as lightning, burst from her sword and slammed into the airborne Kery. His shriek was high-pitched and shrill as flames engulfed his tiny frame, spinning him out of the air like a meteor.
At the same time—
"TORA GARI!!!" Zoro’s voice thundered, and his blades carved through the charging Sham and Butchi like a living buzzsaw. The air whistled from the sheer force of the swing. The impact sent the two flying, blood splattering across the grass, their bodies crashing into the dirt in ragdoll rolls.
Kery hit the ground last—still aflame, twitching in pain, his whiskers scorched and smoke billowing from his charred fur.
The battlefield fell into stunned silence.
Even the remaining Black Cat Pirates, barely conscious, could only groan in fear.
Kuro, still sitting calmly on his rock, slowly turned a page of his magazine.
He didn’t speak.
"Three minutes left," he said softly, without even looking up.
Shana exhaled, her sword still crackling with heat.
Zoro tilted his head, resting one of his swords on his shoulder.
"A single blow..." one of them muttered in horror. "Took down the Nyaban Brothers and Kery…"
Even Jango couldn’t hide the cold sweat trickling down his face. “W-We’re doomed...”
But then—
“H-Huh?” he blinked.
From the wreckage of the battlefield, Butchi’s massive form began to twitch… and then crawl. Bloodied and bruised, the larger of the Nyaban Brothers slowly dragged himself forward—towards Jango.
“I...I’ll kill him…” Butchi growled, voice trembling with sheer rage. “Mister Jango… Hypnotize me!!”
“What!?” Jango shouted in shock, flinching.
“One of them’s still conscious,” Shana said, eyes narrowing.
“The fat guy’s blubber must’ve cushioned the hit,” Zoro noted dryly.
Butchi’s breaths were ragged, but filled with unrelenting fury.
Jango blinked, then hesitated—until Butchi gave him a glare sharp enough to pierce steel. That was all the signal he needed.
“Y-Yeah, okay! One, two, JANGO!!”
His spinning ring gleamed under the sun as his eyes swirled with hypnotic light.
Suddenly, Butchi roared.
Muscles exploded across his body like balloons being pumped full of rage. His frame swelled and thickened until he looked more beast than man—veins popping, jaw widening, fangs showing. His shirt ripped open under the pressure, and a dark aura of sheer power rolled off his back like smoke.
"RAAAAAHHHHHHH!!!" he screamed, stomping the ground with a quake that cracked the earth.
“AHHHH!! HE BECAME A MONSTER!!” Usopp shrieked, ducking behind a rock.
Zoro’s eyes widened slightly, hand instinctively reaching for his swords.
“…Now,” Shana suddenly said, snapping everyone’s attention back.
“Huh?” Usopp asked.
“Let’s take this opportunity to get Luffy and Seryu to a doctor,” she said firmly, glancing back at the two who were barely staying conscious.
“G-Got it!!” Usopp scrambled over to them.
Luffy was wobbling on one knee, sweat pouring from his forehead, his skin still tinged a sickly green. Seryu clutched her own stomach, trying to stay upright with clenched teeth, vision blurry.
Both looked ready to collapse again—but both still had fire in their eyes.
“Don’t worry,” Zoro said as he stepped forward, drawing his swords with a calm, confident air. He looked toward Butchi, who was now snarling and drooling with rage.
“I’ll handle the monster.”
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“What are they up to…?” Jango muttered, squinting at Usopp and the others regrouping. His gaze darkened. “I can’t let you do as you please.”
Without hesitation, he whipped out another gleaming chakram from behind his coat and flung it like a spinning disc toward Usopp—who was crouched near Luffy, trying to lift him.
“Usopp, look out!” Nami yelled.
But before the weapon could reach its target—
CLANG!
A blur of motion cut through the air. Koro lunged, intercepting the chakram mid-flight—his jaws snapping around the spinning metal.
“What the!?” Jango gasped.
CRACK!
The chakram shattered in Koro’s mouth like cheap glass, splinters of metal raining around him. The loyal dog’s eyes glinted with determination.
“G-Good… boy…” Seryu wheezed, her voice weak but grateful.
“Damn mutt…” Jango hissed, biting his lip. “I forgot about the annoying beast…”
“Don’t overuse your strength,” Nami warned as she steadied Seryu and lifted her up onto her shoulders, grunting slightly. “I got her. You just focus on staying conscious.”
Koro landed beside them, fur bristling, eyes still locked on Jango like a soldier refusing to back down.
“Two minutes left,” Koro said while calmly flipping through a small pocket watch he carried in a pouch around his collar—his voice oddly composed.
Jango twitched. “T-Two minutes!?”
The words hit him like a brick. The countdown was real. Kuro’s mercy had a limit.
A bead of sweat rolled down Jango’s face as he turned to the remaining Black Cat Pirates, desperation in his voice.
“Y-You there!! Finish that dog off! He’s in the way!!”
The pirates flinched, clearly unsure.
“B-But…”
“It’s just a stupid dog!! COME ON!!” Jango screamed, voice cracking with panic.
“I-I don’t want to die…” one of the battered Black Cat Pirates muttered, trembling. Clenching his cracked sword with both hands, he forced himself to stand—his knees shaking as he stumbled forward.
With a desperate yell, he charged straight at the dog.
The moment he moved, seven others followed behind him, weapons raised, fueled by fear and the promise of survival.
“Tsk… Do they still have energy left?” Shana gritted her teeth, ready to intercept. Her legs tensed as she prepared to dash toward Koro.
But before she could move—
"Koro..." came a quiet, raspy command.
Shana halted. Her eyes flicked back.
From afar, Seryu had raised her hand weakly from Nami’s back. Her voice was barely above a whisper, but her intent was crystal clear.
“…Enlarge.”
Koro’s ears twitched.
And then—it began.
His body started to pulse… then stretch… and grow.
His limbs thickened. Muscles bulged. His frame shot up like a tree, and within seconds, the fox-like dog towered over everyone—now as massive as the monstrous Butchi himself. His fur bristled like flames, his eyes glowing with primal fury.
“W-WHAT!?” the charging pirates skidded to a halt, terror washing over their faces.
“W-W-W-W—” one of them stammered.
Usopp turned his head to check behind him—and instantly regretted it.
“WHAAAAAAAAAAT!?!?!” he shrieked, practically throwing himself backward.
Even Nami, hardened by chaos, nearly dropped Seryu. “You’ve gotta be kidding me…!”
Zoro’s eye twitched. “...Okay. That’s new.”
Shana just blinked rapidly.
Even the monster Butchi stared wide-eyed. A single sweatdrop rolled down his temple.
“He grew giant!?” Jango screamed, taking a full step back.
Koro loomed over them, shadow casting across the ground like a predator at dusk. He bared his massive fangs—eyes blazing with fury and loyalty.
“B-But what is that thing…?” one pirate whimpered, stumbling backward, his weapon clattering to the ground.
“It’s a monster!!” another screamed.
“RUN!!”
The fear rippled through them like wildfire. The once-bold pirates turned tail and sprinted in all directions, panic overtaking reason. But it was already too late.
BOOM. BOOM. BOOM.
Each step from the enlarged Koro shook the ground beneath them. Despite his massive size, he moved with terrifying speed—his form a blur of muscle and fur.
“HE’S CATCHING UP—AGHH!!”
With a low snarl, Koro leapt forward and slammed his paw down, pinning two pirates in one move. A third tried to dodge, but Koro’s sweeping tail struck like a battering ram, launching him into a tree with a dull thud.
Screams echoed through the clearing.
"He's... he's hunting them," Zoro said
Koro’s jaws snapped, and a pirate’s sword was bitten in half like a breadstick. The others scattered frantically, but one after another, they were caught—tripped, smacked, or pinned into the dirt like ragdolls.
“K-Koro…” Seryu whispered, her smile weak but proud from Nami’s back. “Good boy…”
Even Butchi, still muscle-pumped and massive from Jango’s hypnosis, took a single step back
But first… Koro growled.
Then he opened his mouth.
Rows and rows of jagged, razor-sharp teeth glinted beneath the moonlight—far more than any normal beast should have. It was a maw made for one thing: pure, merciless destruction.
One of the pirates froze, paralyzed in place as Koro lumbered closer. “N-No—PLEASE! I’m sorry! I—!”
Too late.
Koro’s stubby, but now massive, muscular hands clamped around the man like steel vices. The pirate thrashed, begged, cried—his legs kicking wildly in the air.
“K-Koro… DON’T—!!” Usopp shouted in horror.
But the Biological Teigu didn’t even flinch.
He hurled the pirate into his gaping jaws—and bit down.
CRRACK!!
The chilling sound of bones being pulverized echoed through the battlefield. A silence fell.
Then—ptoo!
Koro spit something out.
It hit the ground with a wet thunk.
A skull.
“AAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!” the remaining pirates screamed in horror, running like demons were chasing them—because in that moment, one was.
Zoro’s eyes widened. “…He actually ate the guy.”
“Wh-What IS that thing?!” Nami gasped.
Even Butchi, still towering with his hulking muscles, suddenly felt very, very small.
Koro let out a low growl, saliva dripping from his blood-stained teeth.
Then, he charged.
“D-Damn!!” Zoro yelled, leaping back just in time.
BOOM!!!
Koro’s colossal arm came swinging like a cannonball, slamming directly into Butchi’s face with enough force to make the entire ground tremble. The impact created a shockwave that blew dust and debris across the battlefield.
CRAAASSHHH!!!
Butchi’s massive body was launched backward like a ragdoll, crashing through a stone wall with a deafening explosion of rubble. The sheer force left a gaping hole in the side of the abandoned mansion ruins behind them.
Everyone froze.
Even Jango’s jaw dropped.
Butchi didn’t get up.
Koro stood where he was, breathing steadily, his huge frame casting a long, monstrous shadow in the moonlight. His eyes glowed faintly—fueled by raw command, raw instinct... and the desire to protect.
“…That’s not a dog,” Usopp said in a small voice, trembling. “That’s a demon.”
"Tsk!"
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...
"Hey! Attention! This is no time to stand around watching. Go take Luffy and the girl away," Shana shouted, snapping everyone back to reality.
"H-Huh?" Usopp stammered, shaking off the terror that had frozen him in place. "O-Okay. R-Right!"
Usopp and Nami, still rattled by the monstrous transformation they'd just witnessed, grabbed Luffy and Seryu and took off into the forest, disappearing into the trees without looking back.
"Now..." Shana muttered, turning her gaze to the battlefield once more. Her expression was sharp, focused.
"T-That thing knocked the fat guy down with one punch..." Zoro said, still trying to comprehend the sheer power that had just been unleashed. "How the hell did that woman manage to train that thing!?"
‘He’s not much different from the Denizens I fought in my world… That dog is certainly special…’ Shana thought to herself.
"A demon and a guardian in the shape of a mutt," Alastor’s voice echoed from the pendant at her neck, his tone calm yet reverent.
"One minute left," Kuro said without looking up, his voice almost lazy as he flipped a page of his magazine.
Upon hearing Kuro’s chilling reminder—“One minute left”—the remaining Black Cat Pirates erupted into panic once more. Their eyes darted between Zoro, standing firm with blades at the ready, and the towering beast that was now Koro. The hill behind them suddenly felt like a sheer cliff—there was no way past these two.
“W-We’re trapped…!”
“No way we’re getting through those monsters!”
Their panic mounted, the sound of scrambling boots and terrified muttering echoing across the battlefield.
But amidst the chaos, Jango’s wide eyes narrowed slightly. He wasn’t ready to give up.
Because something… was moving.
“Butchi…?” he muttered.
The mountain of a man who had been floored by Koro’s punch—his fingers twitched. His leg stirred. A low growl built up in his throat. His massive, hypnotically-enhanced muscles flexed as his body began to slowly rise again.
“Y-Yeah… You can still do it!” Jango cried, his voice cracking with a blend of desperation and excitement.
Butchi’s eyes snapped open. He wasn't done yet.
Meanwhile, deep within the nearby forest, the rustling of leaves and hurried footsteps filled the air.
"Huff... Huff... We gotta move faster!" Usopp wheezed, doing his best to keep pace while carrying Luffy over his back. His knees buckled with every other step, but he forced himself forward.
Nami, with Seryu slung over her shoulder, glanced back nervously. “How are you the one getting tired? You’re not the one carrying a half-ton rubber idiot!”
“This rubber idiot is heavier than he looks!” Usopp barked. “Besides, I’m a sniper, not a pack mule!”
Despite their banter, both of them knew time was running out. They pushed through branches, leaves scraping against their faces, the fading roar of the battlefield still echoing behind them.
But the real problem hit them both at once—Usopp slowed down and glanced at Nami, panic setting in.
“Nami… we don’t have a doctor.”
She froze in place. “What?”
“I-I mean, I know the villagers, but none of them are trained healers. They have like, herbal tea grandmas and guys who fix roofs with duct tape, but an actual doctor?” Usopp shook his head, eyes wide. “We’re on our own.”
Nami bit her lip, looking down at Seryu’s pale face. Her body was still burning up. “Damn it…”
“There has to be someone! We can’t give up now! If we take too long, the infection will get worse!” Usopp’s voice trembled with urgency, his eyes wide with panic as he glanced down at Luffy, still unconscious on his back.
“I’ll… think of something… anything…” Nami muttered, frustration growing. Her own mind was running on fumes, trying to find any solution.
Just then, a voice pierced the air, clear and unexpected.
“WAIT!”
Usopp froze, his heart skipping a beat. Both he and Nami turned in shock, finding themselves face-to-face with a familiar face—a ghost from the past.
“K-Kaya!?” Usopp choked out, barely believing his own eyes.
Kaya stood there, a soft, surprised smile tugging at the corner of her lips. She wore a brown coat over her white dress, her once-sickly face now looking healthier than it had been when Usopp last saw her.
“I-I can help,” Kaya said, her voice steady despite the chaos around them.
“What? What are you d—” Usopp began to stammer, but Kaya cut him off.
“I’m not a doctor,” she said quickly, but there was a hint of confidence in her tone. “But in my mansion, there are many different types of medicine. One of them might help you!”
Usopp blinked in disbelief, then looked to Nami, who was just as stunned.
“...Are you sure you can help?” Nami asked, voice tense with the weight of their situation.
Kaya nodded earnestly. “I don’t know if it’ll work, but it’s worth a try. Please, let me help.”
Zoro narrowed his eyes, gripping his swords tighter. “This guy doesn’t know when to quit.”
“Y-Yeah! That’s it!!” Jango cheered from the sidelines, his grin maniacal. “You’re still in this, Butchi! Smash ‘em!!”
The remaining pirates regained a flicker of hope. “He’s really alive...”
“Butchi, now’s your chance! Show them the full power of Jango’s hypnotism!”
Butchi roared—a deep, feral sound that echoed across the hill like a beast’s cry—and lunged at Zoro with surprising speed, swinging his meaty arms like wrecking balls.
Zoro clicked his tongue and dashed forward. “You want round two? Fine by me!”
Butchi’s massive fist came crashing down like a hammer, but Zoro twisted his body and narrowly rolled to the side.
KRAK-BOOM! A crater formed where Zoro had been standing.
“He’s stronger than before,” Zoro muttered, beads of sweat forming.
Meanwhile, Koro, still in his monstrous form, stood looming nearby, silently observing. His growl rumbled low as Butchi’s rampage continued.
Then Butchi made a critical mistake—he turned his back to the hound.
“Bad move,” Shana said under her breath.
Koro lunged.
A blur of muscle and fury, Koro’s claws raked across Butchi’s back before grabbing him by the shoulders. With inhuman strength, he slammed Butchi into the ground—then lifted him again—and slammed him a second time.
Dust and stone flew into the air.
“UURRAAAAAHHH!!” Butchi howled.
But Koro was relentless.
“Damn…” Zoro took a step back. “That mutt doesn’t hold back, huh?”
Butchi thrashed violently—but it was clear he was faltering. His breathing turned ragged again, limbs twitching under Koro’s monstrous grip.
“Thirty seconds,” Kuro said quietly, flipping another page of his magazine.
Jango seeing this decides to distract the dog. He throws one of his chakram at Koro's back which cuts him a little bit.
...
...
...
Jango’s hand was still frozen in the air after throwing the chakram, a cold sweat running down the back of his neck.
The spinning blade had found its mark—Koro let out a sharp grunt as it sliced across his back. A clean, shallow cut. Blood seeped out for a second. But then… something impossible happened.
Right before Jango’s wide, trembling eyes, the wound began to seal itself shut.
Flesh knit back together. Fur grew back in place. And within seconds… there was nothing left. Not even a scar.
"Wha... What the hell!?" Jango stuttered, taking a step back. His one confident eye darted between his hand and the towering beast now staring directly at him.
Koro had turned. And his gaze locked with Jango’s.
The air felt heavier.
“That thing… it heals?” Zoro said, also watching from a distance. “On top of that strength?”
“…Just what kind of creature are you?” Shana whispered, her eyes narrowing in curiosity and awe.
Koro didn’t growl this time. He didn’t roar. He just stared.
A cold, deliberate stare.
A stare that promised violence.
Jango's knees buckled slightly. "N-Not good… not good not good not good!!"
Koro took a step forward. A slow, thudding BOOM with each paw.
Butchi, lying on the ground, looked up with hazy eyes. “…Run…”
But it was too late.
Koro lunged.
“NOOOO—!!” Jango screamed.
SMASH!!!
The wall exploded into rubble and dust as Koro’s massive paw struck Jango dead-on, sending him hurtling like a ragdoll. He crashed through solid stone, a thunderous CRACK echoing through the battlefield.
Jango’s body finally came to a stop buried halfway into a crumbled wall, slumped and broken.
Blood dripped from his mouth, his hat torn and hanging by a thread. One of his chakrams lay snapped in half beside him, the steel bent and useless.
His one visible eye was shut. Bones jutted at unnatural angles from his limbs. He wasn’t moving.
Not even twitching.
“…M-Mister Jango?!” one of the Black Cat pirates called out.
Another dropped his weapon. “H-He… He’s not getting up…”
“S-Sir Jango… got taken out… just like that!?”
Their voices trembled. Fear began seeping into their ranks like a poison.
All eyes turned back to Koro, who loomed at the center of the battlefield, his breathing calm, yet powerful. He hadn’t even broken a sweat.
“…Monster…” someone muttered.
The morale shattered like glass.
But Koro wasn’t done yet.
He turned his head slowly to the rest of the pirates, eyes glowing faintly with eerie intelligence and fury.
“…R-run… RUN!!!” one of the pirates screamed.
The rest didn’t need convincing. In an instant, the remaining Black Cat pirates bolted in every direction, abandoning their weapons, their wounded, and any last shred of bravery.
Koro let out a quiet growl and didn’t chase them. He stood tall. Unmoving. A guardian... and a demon.
“…Wow,” Zoro muttered. “That thing’s on our side?”
"...I think so." Shana said.
Butchi’s massive body trembled—despite his size, despite the power coursing through him from Jango’s hypnosis, he was scared. His wide, cat-like eyes darted between Koro and Kuro, each representing a different kind of terror. But it was the man behind him—the one who hadn’t lifted a finger yet—who made his soul freeze.
Kuro closed his magazine with a soft snap.
“Time’s… up,” he said, barely above a whisper.
But the words crashed into Butchi like cannon fire.
Kuro rose from the rock with unsettling grace, dusting off his coat with slow precision. He finally looked toward the battlefield.
His eyes were sharp.
Calculating.
Unforgiving.
He took it all in with a single glance.
Sham—down.
Kery—down.
A hole in the wall where Jango used to be.
The battlefield was in ruins.
And then… he saw Butchi.
Still there.
Still standing at the edge of the hill.
Still not descending.
“…Why,” Kuro began, adjusting his glasses with his palm, claws glinting in the moonlight, “are you still at the beginning of the descent?”
There was no anger in his voice.
No shouting.
Just the haunting stillness of a man who expected perfection—and saw only failure.
Butchi’s throat tightened. His claws dug into the earth as he instinctively took a step back, only to remember: behind him stood the monster dog… Koro.
"What a shame..." He prepared himself... "I'll have to kill all of you now." The mood quickly fell as Butchi looked like he shit himself.
Kuro then slowly...Lowered his posture and started swaying his body...
Zoro narrowed his eyes, sweat beginning to bead at his brow despite the cool night air.
"...The hell is he doing?" he muttered.
Shana didn’t answer. Her eyes were locked on Kuro’s movements, her hand subtly tightening around the hilt of her sword. Alastor pulsed faintly from her pendant, the spirit inside whispering only one word: “Danger.”
Kuro’s swaying grew more rhythmic. Left... right... left again. His knees were slightly bent, arms limply hanging at his sides, claws twitching ever so slightly with every sway. He moved like a pendulum—calm, eerie... deliberate.
Butchi could barely breathe.
That stance... He knew it.
Even in his mindless, half-hypnotized state, Butchi's primal instincts screamed louder than ever.
This was Kuro’s kill posture.
He’d seen it once. Only once. Back when Kuro had used it to massacre a room full of pirates in the blink of an eye. There had been no chance to react. No warning. No sound, save for the wet thuds of bodies hitting the floor.
"Shana..." Zoro said quietly.
"...Yeah," she responded, her tone dead serious.
They could feel it now. His aura wasn’t wild like Koro’s—it was surgical. Measured. Lethal.
Kuro wasn’t preparing for a fight.
He was preparing for annihilation.
“I’m not particularly fond of violence,” Kuro spoke softly, his swaying never stopping. “But every one of you is inconvenient. You’ve wasted too much of my time.”
His glasses caught the glint of the moonlight.
And then—
His feet vanished.
A sudden gust blasted past Zoro, forcing him to squint.
“WHERE DID HE—?!” Zoro barely got the words out.
A flash of motion.
A clash of metal—
And suddenly—
Butchi’s body flew across the battlefield like a ragdoll, tumbling over broken earth and debris. A line of blood trailed behind him.
Kuro reappeared in the same spot he started.
"SHAKUSHI!"
The grand interior of Kaya's mansion—normally serene and pristine—was a mess. Furniture overturned, drapes slashed, and shattered glass crunched under Usopp's boots as he stepped hesitantly across the marbled floor. His eyes scanned the damage, mouth dry.
“…This can’t be real,” he muttered.
He’d always imagined his first time inside Kaya’s mansion would be… different. A warm welcome. Maybe a tea party. Not a warzone.
Near the center of the room, slumped against a broken table, was a man with fluffy white hair—almost sheep-like. His uniform was bloodied, one arm hanging limp at his side as he dabbed disinfectant onto his own wounds.
The old butler looked up, clearly in pain, but managed a strained smile. “Usopp… Miss Kaya brought you here safely, I see…”
"You're one of Kaya's butler!"
“Who did this to you!?” Nami asked, helping Seryu lie on one of the remaining intact sofas.
“…It was… him,” Merry said grimly.
"I found him like this. Merry told me everything, Mister Usopp." Kaya told.
"We...are sorry, young Usopp. We should have believed you."
Usopp’s hands were shaking. He turned to look back out the window. The faint flashes and gusts of wind coming from the battlefield were visible even from here.
“…They’re still fighting him…” he said.
“We can’t let it be for nothing!” Kaya insisted. “I’ll find the medicine. There has to be something that can help your friends. I won’t let him win!”
They sprinted through the wrecked corridors of the mansion, past portraits hanging crooked and broken vases on the floor. As they turned into the east wing, the signs of Kuro’s earlier violence still lingered—bloody streaks against the wallpaper, a severed banister on the staircase. Every step felt heavier, every second longer.
Kaya reached her door and threw it open. Inside was a room that stood in stark contrast to the rest of the house—clean, untouched, warm. The walls were lined with bookshelves and framed photos, and beside the bed sat a tall cabinet filled with vials, jars, and herbal containers.
“There!” Kaya rushed over and opened it. “My father stocked all of these before he passed. Antibiotics, fever reducers, herbal tinctures, immune boosters—everything!”
Nami helped lay Luffy and Seryu onto the bed and turned to Kaya. “What’s best for an infection?!”
Kaya already had several jars out. “This one—myrrh root extract. And this—goldenseal. They’re not magic, but with some antibiotics and rest, it might slow the damage down enough!”
Usopp helped mix the powders while Kaya prepped a makeshift dose in a cup of water. “Seryu first!” he said, holding her upright. Her skin was pale, but she was breathing.
Nami gently fed her the mixture, slowly tipping it to her lips. Seryu coughed a little but managed to swallow.
Then they turned to Luffy.
“…You better not die, you idiot rubber man,” Nami muttered, giving him the same treatment.
Kaya turned toward the window, where the sounds of destruction continued to echo from the village outskirts.
“…Please hurry, everyone,” she whispered. “Please make it back.”
Rocks split in half, chunks of the ground exploded, trees fell like dominos. A gust of purple wind danced chaotically through the battlefield—too fast, too sharp, and completely unpredictable.
"Kuh—!" Zoro grunted as a slash grazed his side, blood flicking into the air. "Damn it! Where is he?!"
Another glint of steel cut past Shana's cheek, leaving a thin red line.
"Tch... This isn't random." Shana's eyes narrowed, sword at the ready. "He's targeting us with precision—but hiding his movements in chaos."
Zoro gritted his teeth and pulled out another sword. "So this is Shakushi, huh? I can't even sense him."
"But I can..." Shana muttered under her breath. Her pendant glowed faintly—Alastor's voice echoed in her mind.
"He's suppressing his presence, but he's still human. He can't erase his existence completely."
Shana planted her foot firmly. "Zoro! He's circling counterclockwise around the crater!"
Zoro didn’t hesitate. “Then I’ll cut everything in that direction!” he roared, spinning into a wide arc with all three swords. "Sanzen Sekai!"
CLANG!
A spark exploded mid-air. Zoro’s blade collided with something—an invisible force—and Kuro’s form briefly shimmered into view. But only for a second.
"GH—!" Kuro stumbled back, his cloak fluttering wildly before he disappeared again.
Shana followed it up immediately.
"Hien!"
A fiery slash carved across the battlefield in a crescent wave. For a brief moment, a trail of heat lit up Kuro’s shadow, flickering over the scorched ground.
SLASH! A burning cut appeared across Kuro’s arm.
"GRAAAHHH!!" he finally shouted.
Zoro smirked, panting. "Gotcha."
Shana wiped her cheek. "Now we’re not just swinging at air."
From behind them, Koro loomed silently, watching.
"How do you feel his presence anyway?" Zoro asked.
"Maybe I'll explain later."
"Annoying pests." Kuro suddenly stopped. "Before I continue. One question. You guys aren't from this village, right? So why do you risk your lives for something that has nothing to do with you?" Kuro asked.
"Tch. Never really cared about where someone’s from," Zoro said.
Shana lowered her sword slightly, eyes burning with conviction.
"You wouldn't understand. Where I come from, the line between life and death is thinner than you think...
If you have the power to help someone, you do it. No matter where they’re from."
Kuro exhaled a cold, humorless breath.
"I see. So idealists then."
He closed his eyes, adjusting his glasses with a single finger.
"That's fine. It just means I won't feel any guilt when I kill you."
"Wasn’t expecting any," Zoro said.
"You could try," Shana added, her hair fluttering as her pendant glowed faintly again.
Then—snap.
Kuro's eyes opened. His voice dropped low, cold, and razor sharp.
"Then die with this village."
In a split second, he vanished again into purple wind. The air grew thick with tension.
Zoro clenched his teeth. "Here we go again."
Shana raised her blade, already sensing him. "Stay sharp. He’s coming from the—"
FWOOOSH!
"Ugh!" Shana winced as Kuro's invisible slash left a deep cut across her arm. She gritted her teeth, blood trickling down her sleeve.
"Shana!" Zoro yelled, his gaze sharp and ready for action.
"I'm fine," she replied, her voice strained, but her focus unwavering. Just as she spoke, another slash came from nowhere, aimed at her chest. With a swift movement, she blocked it just in time, the force of the blow shaking her to the core.
"So that's his strategy now, huh?" Shana muttered to herself, her eyes narrowing. She could feel the pulse of the air around her, Kuro's presence invisible yet tangible.
His movements are faster, and he’s focusing on me. He knows that Zoro can handle him, so he’s keeping me busy to stop me from communicating with him. Her thoughts raced as she repositioned herself, preparing for the next strike.
'He’s trying to disable me, keep me out of the fight... 'Shana adjusted her stance, pushing past the pain, her mind racing through possibilities.' If I can just anticipate his next move...'
Meanwhile, further down the road, the Usopp Pirates made their way toward the mansion.
"That’s the mansion," Carrot said.
"But what happened to The strawhat and that orange haired girl?" Onion asked.
. "I don’t know... but we need to hurry. The others are fighting."
"Yeah! Let’s go!"
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 11: ''The pirates' escape! Kuro's cleans their mess!' (+ Important notice.)
Chapter Text
Meanwhile, not far from the battlefield…
Chaos.
The dense trees of Syrup Village's outskirts swayed violently as a group of terrified pirates bolted through them, crashing through branches and tripping over roots in their mad dash for safety.
These were the remnants of the Black Cat Pirates—stripped of their weapons, of their pride, and above all, their will to fight.
“D-Don’t look back!! Just keep running!!”
“Where’s Jango?!”
“He’s gone, man! Gone!”
One of them sobbed as they ran, “This wasn’t part of the plan! That thing... that monster dog... he ate someone!”
Their footsteps pounded through the dirt, some of them limping, others dragging injured comrades. But none of them turned back. None dared.
Behind them, abandoned like discarded dolls, lay the crumpled bodies of Jango, Sham, Buchi, and Kery—unconscious and beaten. The battlefield was eerily silent now, save for the distant breeze and the occasional rumble of stone from the craters caused during the rampage.
Inside the once-elegant mansion, the atmosphere was heavy. The battle outside continued to rage, but within these walls, time had seemingly slowed. Luffy and Seryu lay unconscious on a grand sofa, both carefully bandaged, their breathing shallow but steady. The medicine had been administered, and now... all they could do was wait.
Nami sat on the edge of a plush chair, her hands folded anxiously over her lap. Usopp stood nearby, arms crossed, foot tapping rhythmically against the floorboards. His thoughts were a whirlwind—worry for his friends, the guilt of not being able to stop this sooner, and anger at the man who caused it all.
Suddenly, Kaya’s soft voice broke the silence.
“I’m sorry...” she said.
Both Usopp and Nami turned toward her. The girl’s fragile figure stood beside the fireplace, her expression weighed with emotion.
“I should’ve listened to you, Usopp,” she continued, eyes trembling. “You tried to warn everyone about the danger. But the idea that Klahadore—that he—was a pirate... was too heartbreaking. I didn’t want to believe it. And I treated you so cruelly...”
Usopp’s eyes widened slightly, but then he sighed and sat down beside her.
“That doesn’t matter anymore,” he said gently. “What matters now is stopping him.”
“But you’re there,” Kaya said, her voice rising slightly, “risking your life for me—even after everything I said. I have to do something too. I want to settle the score with Klahadore. No... Kuro.”
Usopp shot up. “Are you crazy? He’ll kill you!”
“No, he won’t,” Kaya insisted, her fists clenched tightly around the hem of her dress. “Because killing me would ruin his plan. He still needs me alive to inherit the mansion... the money...”
Usopp looked conflicted. “I still don’t agree with that idea,” he said, pacing. “Even if it’s true, it’s too risky. You’re not a fighter.”
“I know that,” Kaya said quietly. “But please... let me help somehow. I have to.”
Usopp stared at her for a long moment, then looked to Nami, who seemed equally torn.
“…Please,” Kaya whispered again.
"..."
Usopp remained silent, staring at the floor with furrowed brows. He clenched his fists. Deep down, he wanted to keep Kaya safe, to shelter her from all this chaos—but the resolve in her eyes was the same fire he saw in his own heart. He had no words, not yet. Only thought
The sound of steel slashing air had become a rhythm of tension. Zoro’s breathing was rough, sweat trickling down his face as he swung at nothing—again.
“Damn it! Where is he!?” Zoro growled.
Shana stood nearby, her arm bleeding lightly from earlier strikes. She kept her sword ready, her crimson eyes darting around, sensing. She wasn’t moving much. She couldn’t afford to. Kuro’s attack pattern had changed the moment he realized she could detect him.
‘He’s keeping me busy so I can’t guide Zoro,’ she thought. ‘Smart. But it also means he’s threatened.’
Alastor’s voice echoed in her mind from the pendant.
“Stay calm. You’ve fought entities faster than this. Think. Track his presence, not his motion.”
Shana narrowed her eyes. She tried to stay still… to feel.
Then—suddenly—silence.
Zoro noticed it too.
“…Huh? It stopped.”
No wind. No movement. No sound.
The slashing vanished like it had never been there at all. Zoro readied his blades, confused. “What’s going on now?”
Shana didn’t answer at first. Her gaze turned toward the woods behind them. Then she spoke clearly.
“He’s gone,” she said. “His existence moved... that way.”
Zoro turned, blinking. “Toward the forest?”
Shana gave a firm nod. “Yes. He’s heading for the trees. Probably chasing after the Black Cat Pirates. If the villagers see them alive, it’ll blow his whole cover.”
“Tch… Coward's cleaning up his mess,” Zoro muttered, spitting to the side.
They both began running after him, Koro following behind in massive, ground-shaking stomps..
"CAPTAIN!!!" they shouted together.
Their voices echoed through the battered halls of the mansion, loud enough for Usopp, Nami, and Kaya to hear even from the second floor.
Startled, Usopp rushed to the window and leaned out. His eyes widened in shock when he saw the three familiar, scrappy faces looking up at him.
"W-What!? Boys?! Why are you here?!" Usopp cried out.
Pepper pointed up at him, huffing and puffing from the run. "We know everything! You lied to us, Captain! You said there wouldn't be a pirate invasion to make us give up!"
"But there's no way Usopp's Pirates are going to sit this one out!" Carrot yelled defiantly.
"Yeah! We won't run away!" Onion added, almost in tears from the emotion. "Open the door for us!"
Usopp stared down at them, heart pounding in his chest. Nami and Kaya both watched him carefully, seeing the swirl of emotions in his face.
"They... still believe in me," Usopp whispered, voice shaking just slightly.
"What happened to Straw Hat and the girl with the dumb dog?" Onion asked, peering at the two unmoving figures resting in the beds.
"It's complicated," Nami said with a sigh. "But they'll be fine. We gave them medicine, so they should recover soon."
Just as she finished speaking, she was caught off guard by Seryu suddenly stirring. The girl lifted her upper body from the bed stiffly, her sharp blue eyes flickering open.
"Seryu!" Nami said, stepping forward. "Hi! Are you feeling better?"
Seryu didn't respond immediately. Instead, she turned her gaze toward the window from where she sat, her expression darkening. A tense pause filled the room.
Without warning, Seryu threw off her blanket, standing up on unsteady feet and pulling her tonfas from her side.
"W-What are you doing?!" Nami shouted, alarmed. "You're supposed to be resting—!"
"I sense evil," Seryu said bluntly.
"Huh?" Nami blinked, confused.
Usopp and Kaya quickly rushed over to the window and looked down.
"It's Kuro's men!" Usopp gasped.
Sure enough, the battered remains of the Black Cat Pirates.
"We're gaining on him," Shana called out, voice tight with urgency. "Stay close, and when I say—" She glanced over to make sure Zoro was following her lead.
But when she turned—
"Eh?!"
Zoro was bolting off in a completely different direction.
"What the hell are you doing?!" Shana shouted, bewildered.
Alastor's voice rang in her mind with dry sarcasm. "Utterly Pathetic."
Shana groaned and slapped a hand to her forehead mid-run. "UGH!! You gotta be kidding me!" she grumbled, her patience thinning.
With no other choice, she veered off her course and began charging after Zoro’s trail instead, gritting her teeth in frustration.
"They must've run away after fighting that... that monster," Nami muttered, recalling the terrifying form Koro had taken.
Below, the black cat pirates looked around frantically, terrified and bleeding, their weapons nowhere to be seen.
"Looks like they're trying to find somewhere safe to hole up," Usopp said grimly, tightening his grip on his slingshot."Huff Huff Huff Jango-sama... Butchi... Kery... Sham-sama..." one of the battered Black Cat Pirates gasped between breaths. "Your services... will not be forgotten..."
The group stumbled forward like dying animals, fear gripping them tighter with every step.
"Finally, a village..." one muttered, his face pale. "Let's find a place to hide!"
"What about that mansion?" another pointed shakily toward Kaya's home.
"No way! That's where the rich girl lives! If they see us, we're insta—GAH!!"
Before he could even finish, a sudden invisible slash tore through him, sending the pirate crashing to the ground in a heap.
"W-What!?" the others shouted in terror.
Another scream rang out as a second pirate was cut down in the blink of an eye, clutching his chest as he fell.
"What's happening?! I can't see anything!"
"No... No way..." one pirate whispered, his voice trembling. "This aura... the invisible slashes... It's Captain Kuro...!"
The realization hit them like a hammer.
"He found us—and he's using Shakushi—AHHH!!"
One by one, they fell, unable to defend themselves against the unseen executioner.
"No wa—AHHH!!"
Amid the chaos, one pirate managed to scream out:
"He used this technique to kill half the crew years ago—AHHH!!"
Their desperate cries echoed through the mansion yard,
The mansion grew tense.
The agonizing screams and sounds of unseen slaughter outside filled the air like a heavy, suffocating blanket. Nami immediately rushed to the window, then turned and quickly shielded Onion, Carrot, and Pepper from the scene.
"Don't look!" she said sharply, her arms outstretched to block their view.
The boys froze, startled by her sudden seriousness.
Meanwhile, across the room, Kaya clutched the edge of her chair, her knuckles turning white. Fear and guilt twisted in her chest.
Seryu, still standing beside the bed with her tonfas drawn, narrowed her eyes toward the window. Her body tensed, prepared to fight if needed.
However, it was someone else—the one no one expected—who reacted the strongest.
The noise... the screams...
Luffy’s eyes snapped open.
For a moment, he simply sat up in bed, his face unreadable.
Then—without a single word—he suddenly sprang into action.
"Luffy?!" Nami shouted, reaching out too late.
With a powerful leap, Luffy dashed to the window, jumped out, and soared into the yard.
"LUFFY!!" Usopp cried out in shock.
The boy in the straw hat twisted his body midair, stretching his right arm back with a powerful wind-up.
"GOMU GOMU NO... PISTOL!!" he shouted.
With perfect instinct, his fist slammed through the air — connecting solidly with an invisible force.
BAM!
Kuro, previously undetectable even with his Shakushi technique, was punched clean out of invisibility — his body launched backward like a ragdoll.
The Black Cat captain crashed through the yard and into the dense forest beyond, trees snapping under the force of his impact.
Everyone upstairs stared with wide eyes, mouths agape.
Even Seryu lowered her tonfas slightly, watching in stunned silence.
Without missing a beat, Luffy landed smoothly, dust flying up around him.
"Wait, where are you going?!" Nami cried out again.
".........Was that the...?" Kaya began, her voice trembling.
"Was that the real Klahadore...?" she almost said—but the truth was already there, hanging unspoken in the air.
"C-Can someone tell me what just happened?" Usopp asked, still staring at the window like it had shown him a nightmare.
But before anyone could answer, there was another shock.
Seryu, still gripping her tonfas, suddenly sprinted forward—and without hesitation, leapt out of the same window Luffy had.
"SERYU?!" Nami cried.
"She's not even fully recovered!" Kaya gasped.
The others rushed to the window, trying to see where she went, but she was already gone—chasing after Luffy and Kuro into the forest like a shadow.
Suddenly, loud voices started echoing from below.
Villagers. Dozens of them. Shouting, asking questions. Footsteps, confusion.
“I heard screaming!”
“Was that from the mansion?!”
"Something’s wrong! I heard someone say the name Kuro!"
Nami’s eyes widened. “Oh no! This is bad. If the villagers get involved, someone will get killed.”
But Usopp narrowed his eyes. Then he turned around with sudden determination.
“Wait. I’ve got an idea.”
He turned to Nami and pointed quickly. “You and the Usopp Pirates protect Kaya. Keep her safe at all costs.”
“W-Wait, what are you gonna do?” Nami asked.
Usopp climbed up onto the window frame and looked back with a wry grin.
“What I do best…”
He leapt toward the nearest tree branch, catching it with ease.
“Lying.”
Usopp burst into the middle of the village square, arms flailing wildly and voice cracking as he shouted at the top of his lungs:
“THE PIRATES ARE COMING!! RUN FOR YOUR LIVES!!!”
He sprinted from one end of the square to the other, making a huge scene. “I SAW THEM WITH MY OWN EYES! INVISIBLE SLASHES, SCREAMING PIRATES! A WHOLE ARMY!”
But instead of panic, the villagers all froze—and then collectively groaned.
“Oh great. He’s doing this again.”
“So that’s where he’s been hiding.”
“Same trick as yesterday…”
A few of them grabbed nearby brooms, wooden spoons, even laundry poles.
“GET HIM!!”
Somewhere deep within the forest, where the shadows of the trees danced across the mossy ground, Kuro staggered to his feet. A trail of blood trickled from his forehead, painting a thin line down his temple. He looked dazed—shaken. For the first time in the battle, he seemed... cornered.
His eyes narrowed—and then widened.
Standing a few feet ahead, bathed in dappled sunlight filtering through the canopy, was a boy in a red vest.
The straw hat cast a shadow over his eyes.
“You… hadn’t you been infected by Kery…” Kuro muttered, trying to make sense of the impossible. “How did you manage to get to me…?”
Luffy didn’t answer.
He didn’t need to.
Instead, images flickered through his mind—flashes of the chaos at the mansion, the cries of dying pirates, the screams echoing from below. Everything Kuro had done.
His fists clenched.
"You bastard..."
Luffy's eyes finally met Kuro's.
“WHAT DO YOU THINK YOU’RE DOING TO YOUR COMPANIONS!!!”
“...Did you hear that?” Zoro asked.
Shana stared in the direction of the echo.
She smirked slightly. “Yeah… That was Luffy.”
(TO BE CONTINUED...?)
NOTICE: I'm really pissed off right now. Unfortunately, due to a frustrating error, a significant portion of the script for the next chapter of One Piece MAX! has been lost. I'm incredibly sorry about this—especially because this section contained several cool moments.
Here’s a summary of the key scenes that were lost:
1. Luffy’s Statement – Before striking Kuro, Luffy boldly declares that Usopp is stronger than Kuro, showing his faith in his future crewmate.
2. Seryu’s Surprise Attack – Seryu manages to successfully land a shot on Kuro’s side using her gun clenched in her mouth, catching him off guard.
3. Kuro’s Acknowledgement – Impressed, Kuro admits that in another life, he might’ve made Seryu his sniper.
4. Ideological Clash – Annoyed by her speech about justice, Kuro cruelly mocks her, likening Seryu and her twisted ideologies to the World Government's lapdogs.
5. Kaya and Kuro Meet – Kaya comes face to face with Kuro. This part follows the events of the original manga/anime.
6. Seryu’s Rage – Furious at what Kuro said to Kaya, Seryu opens fire on him again, and in a crazed state vows to dismember him limb by limb.
7. Luffy’s Blow – Luffy finishes the moment by decking Kuro with a powerful punch, stating that his fists are stronger than pistols.
8. Kuro met Luffy's grandpa Garp, and he was disliked by him.
9. Luffy can't pronounce Seryu name correctly. (Its Suru for him.)
Well...There was one moment which i was able to save.
"Threatening me now?"
"Get out now! L-Leave this village now!"
"...You've grown up so much, Miss Kaya. I can barely tell the difference between you now and you three years ago."
Kuro slowly began to take off his right claw, his tone eerily calm. "We've been through so much together, haven't we?"
"Klahadore..."
"I remember every day you were sad and sick after your parents died... and I came every day to give you lunch."
He began walking toward her, closer to the gun.
"Remember when we went shopping for clothes? Or all the conversations we had? I had never seen you smile so much..."
He gently grabbed the barrel of the gun.
"Yes... All this... All this setup... was for the day you were going to die."
His look blackened as he slowly knocked the gun aside. Kaya trembled, tears swelling in her eyes.
"All these three torturous years... finally, will pay off. I won't have to pretend to laugh at some pathetic brat's nonsense, or pretend to care..."
The tears began to flow freely now.
"I was a renowned pirate. Can you imagine that pirate going to buy women's clothes? Me, Captain Kuro. Do you have any idea how humiliated I was!"
"You...!" Seryu's face twisted with rage. Hearing every word caused something to snap within her.
With all her strength, she grabbed the gun that had fallen and stood back up, her body trembling.
"DIE!!!!!"
She pulled the trigger, firing at the former butler.
But he vanished in a swirl of purple wind—teleporting behind her.
Chapter 12: 'The end of a battle! Say hello to our three new companions!'
Notes:
(See the end of the chapter for notes.)
Chapter Text
We pick up right where we left off.
After Luffy's punch sent Kuro flying—his arm stretching past Seryu to land the blow—there was a stunned silence. Kaya stared in shock, her eyes wide as she watched Luffy’s arm snap back into place like a rubber band.
Seryu slowly turned around to face him. The goofy, clueless man she had met just moments ago was gone. Standing in his place was someone different—someone serious. His eyes were sharp, his jaw clenched. With deliberate calm, Luffy began cracking his knuckles, one at a time.
Suddenly—
"THE USOPP PIRATES HAVE ARRIVED!"
Three familiar voices broke through the tension as Pepper, Carrot, and Onion burst from the forest, brandishing brooms, pans, and reckless courage.
Without a second thought, they charged Kuro's crumpled body on the ground, swinging wildly.
"Take that!"
"Screw you, lying butler!"
"Die, you jerk!"
“B-Boys, stop!” Kaya cried out in panic, rushing forward.
“He’ll kill you!” Seryu warned, alarmed.
Another voice chimed in, panting. “Hey, wait up! This is such a stupid idea...” Nami had arrived at the scene, just in time to witness the chaos.
The trio continued their barrage with furious innocence, landing blow after blow until, finally, they stepped back, gasping for breath.
Kuro still lay there—silent, unmoving. His face seemed untouched... but one lens of his glasses had cracked.
"Huff... huff... That should do it..." Pepper said, leaning on his broom like a cane.
"He’s probably dead now."
A heavy silence fell across the clearing.
Then—Kuro’s eyes snapped open.
"AHHHHHHH!!"
The boys screamed in unison, scrambling backward like frightened animals.
Nami’s eye twitched. “What did I say?!” she muttered, sweat dripping down her temple.
Kuro slowly rose from the ground, his movements stiff and unnatural—like a corpse possessed. His glasses hung crooked, the cracked lens catching the sunlight.
“How much longer... will I have to harden...'
he muttered darkly.
“Careful!”
Nami quickly threw herself in front of the boys, arms outstretched to shield them.
“Interruptions…”
Kuro’s voice dropped into a hiss as he launched forward with a sudden burst of speed, his right claw arcing toward Nami's exposed back.
But the strike never landed.
A blur cut between them—
“GHAAAH!!”
Seryu took the blow. Already bloodied from their earlier clash, she intercepted the slash with her body, shielding Nami and the children.
Blood sprayed across the grass as Kuro’s claw tore across her side.
“Seryu!!” Nami screamed.
“Miss!!” Kaya cried out.
“Justice lady!!” the boys yelled, their voices trembling.
Seryu collapsed to her knees, eyes wide, breath shaking. She swayed, then fell face-first into the dirt—motionless, her energy spent.
All that remained was a single, flickering flame of defiance in the air.
“Tch.”
Kuro stood over her, unimpressed, not even glancing back. “...”
Luffy stood in silence, his eyes shadowed beneath the brim of his hat. The air around him tightened with tension as he stared down the resurrected Kuro, fists clenched.
Meanwhile... somewhere else.
The sound of pounding feet echoed through the woods near the mansion.
“GAHHH! Why do they have so much energy?!” Usopp wheezed, glancing back at the group of villagers still chasing him down the hill.
He had hastily scattered debris and disguised the corpses of the defeated Black Cat Pirates with smashed crates, broken furniture, and every ounce of improvisation he had.
All while spinning a wild tale of “yet another wave of pirate invaders.”
It was working... barely.
His legs burned, his chest ached—but this wasn’t his first rodeo.
The legendary “Usopp Dash” had never failed him before. In terms of pure running, he was untouchable.
“Hah... hah... How long’s Luffy gonna take to finish things...?” he panted, leaping over a bush.
“If those pirate corpses wake up or get found, I'm toast. I really hope they stay down...”
He kept running—praying Luffy had things under control, and that his lies would hold just a little longer.
"Ma’am..."
Kaya stared at Seryu’s body, her voice barely a whisper. Her hands trembled at her sides as she stepped forward, tears beginning to pool in her eyes.
She looked up at Kuro—cold, silent, approaching like a shadow of death.
“W-Why…?” she asked, her voice cracking.
Kuro said nothing.
He began to walk forward, each step slow and deliberate. The air grew heavier with every footfall, like the world was holding its breath.
Then—he stopped.
Something had gripped his ankle.
A hand.
Seryu’s hand.
"You won't pass."
Her voice was hoarse, barely more than a breath.
"I won’t… let you hurt any civilians.”
Kuro looked down with narrowed eyes, his tone still emotionless.
“How do you still have energy?”
“Stop it!” Nami shouted, panicked.
“You’re pushing yourself too much!”
Seryu’s fingers tightened around his ankle. Her body was trembling, her blood pooling beneath her, but her spirit—her will—burned brighter than ever.
“I will never let scum like you continue to walk,” she growled.
“As long as I still stand… evil will never prevail. I won’t let anyone else die!”
Suddenly—
Two shadowy figures flickered across her mind. Their outlines were blurred, lost in memory, but the pain they left behind was sharp. Their presence ignited something deeper in her chest.
She grit her teeth, lifting her face.
“I am the upbringer of Justice!”
Her voice rang through the clearing.
“I will protect everyone! Even if it costs me my life!”Kuro glanced down at the girl still clinging to his ankle.
“Tch.”
With a heartless motion, he kicked her aside like garbage.
“SERYU!!” Kaya and the boys cried out.
Time seemed to slow—
Before her broken body could hit the ground, someone caught her.
“H-Huh?”
Nami blinked, stunned.
“L-Luffy-san…?”
Seryu’s eyes fluttered open in disbelief.
The arms holding her were firm, steady.
It was Luffy.
His straw hat cast a shadow over his face, but his voice was calm—solid as steel.
“Well said, Seryu... You can leave the rest to me.”
With care, he walked over to Nami and gently laid Seryu down beside her.
“Hey, Nami.”
He gave a slight grin.
“I’m gonna kick this guy’s ass real quick, okay?”
Nami smirked faintly, despite the tension.
“Okay. But don’t take too long.”
“Leave it to me.”
Luffy turned and stepped out, facing Kuro head-on.
The air buzzed with pressure. A final confrontation was at hand.
Kuro narrowed his eyes.
“Helping Miss Kaya too, huh? I suppose it’s for the same reason as those two back then...”But Luffy didn’t flinch.
His voice cut clean through the tension:
“...You’re a disgrace to pirates.”
“You are.”
“No,” Luffy said coldly, eyes blazing.
“I’ll never become someone like you. You’re not a real pirate.”“Ha ha ha…!”
Kuro’s laughter echoed across the clearing, dry and cruel.
“I don’t know what it means to be a pirate, huh…?” he repeated mockingly.
Then his tone shifted—low, menacing.
“In that case…”
He stepped forward, each movement precise and deliberate.
“Normally, my enemies don’t last more than ten minutes.”
His claws gleamed in the moonlight.
“But you… you’re special.”
He drew closer, his voice now a whisper of death.
“I’ll kill you in the slowest way imaginable. Feel honored.”
He turned his back and began to walk.
“Because now… I’ll show you the true power of a pirate who returned from hell, three years ago.”
He stepped away into the shadows.
Silence.
A full minute passed. The stillness was suffocating.
Then—
“Shakushi.”
Kuro’s voice cut through the air, barely audible—his words nearly swallowed by the wind.
He vanished.
But this time, it wasn’t the usual violet gusts of wind.
The streaks left behind were black—shadows slicing through the forest with unnatural force.
This was no ordinary Shakushi.
This… was his trump card.
“The butler’s gone!” Pepper cried out.
“He vanished!” Onion added.
“It’s even scarier than before!” Carrot screamed.
Luffy remained still, eyes sharp.
“Nami. Usopp’s friend. Hide.” he ordered coldly.
“No need to tell me twice.”
Nami grabbed Kaya’s trembling hand and darted for cover, pulling the three boys along.
Leaves rustled. The air cracked.
Luffy stood alone—facing the black winds of death.
Zoro, Shana, and the towering beast Koro pressed forward, weaving through trees in their pursuit of Kuro.
“Tch. How far did that guy fly…?” Zoro muttered, irritation creeping into his voice.
“Keep moving,” Shana said sharply.
“His presence is faint—but it’s still there.”
Suddenly—
WHOOOOOSH!!!
A violent black gust tore through the forest like a hurricane. The trio instinctively shielded themselves as trees bent and snapped, their leaves ripped clean off like paper in a shredder.
BOOM.
The shockwave shook the ground beneath their feet.
“W-What the hell was that?!” Zoro shouted, staggering back.
Even Koro, fierce and relentless, let out a low, uncertain growl—his instincts on high alert.
Shana narrowed her eyes, gripping her sword.
“That wasn’t normal wind… That was a technique.”
She turned her gaze toward the source of the blast.
“It came from that direction… Luffy’s fighting him.”
Zoro grit his teeth.
“Then let’s stop wasting time.”
From Kuro’s perspective, the world became a blur. He moved like a phantom—silent, invisible, slicing through the field with inhuman speed. Trees were cleaved. Rocks split. The wind howled with each pass of his deadly claws.
And yet—
Luffy didn’t move.
He stood motionless in the clearing, arms hanging loosely at his sides. The group hiding in the bushes watched with wide eyes.
SWIPE. SLASH. WHIP.
Invisible cuts tore across the ground. Some even struck Luffy—slicing across his chest and shoulder—but he didn’t flinch. No scream. No reaction. Nothing.
“Why isn’t he dodging?” Nami whispered in disbelief.
“Is he… letting himself get hit?” Onion muttered.
More slashes. More blood.
Then—Luffy’s eyes snapped open.
With a sudden motion, he flung his arm forward.
From Kuro’s view, it was too fast to react—his leg was yanked violently mid-step, and he tripped, momentum crashing into the dirt.
BOOM.
A black gust erupted, filling the field with debris and smoke.
“Grrr—!”
Sounds of a scuffle echoed within the cloud. Claw strikes. Impact thuds. Then silence.
As the dust cleared…
Luffy stood in the center, arms stretched out like ropes, tightly coiled around Kuro’s limbs—arms and legs both bound. He had locked him in place.
“This technique doesn’t work on me,” Luffy said calmly.
“I already figured it out.”
“Damn it! Let me go, you worm! LET ME GO!!” Kuro snarled, writhing like a captured animal.
Kaya gasped.
“I-Incredible…”
"Now that three-year plan of yours is going down the drain!" Luffy grinned, his teeth flashing like a challenge.
"W-What?!" Kuro barked, eyes wide—then—
CRACK!
A brutal headbutt smashed into his face.
“Straw Hat managed to catch the butler!” Carrot cried, gripping his broom like a sword.
“That’s so cool!” Pepper cheered.
“I haven’t known him for long,” Nami said with a small, stunned smile, “but I can already tell—this guy’s not the type to lose.”
The group watched, hearts pounding, as Luffy kept his hold.
"...Let me go!" Kuro roared, struggling. But his eyes suddenly caught Luffy’s next move:
His head began to stretch.
Further.
And further.
“Gomu Gomu no…”
"Grrr—!!"
Panic flashed across Kuro’s face.
Memories flooded in like a collapsing dam:
—His years of pretending to be a quiet butler.
—The moment he ordered his crew to slaughter innocents.
—The faked death.
—And worst of all, the day he met Monkey D. Garp, the terrifying man who shattered his pride in seconds.
“My plans… my perfect plans…”
Luffy’s voice thundered through the air—
“KANEEEEEEEE!!!”
“My plans… NEVER FAIL!!” Kuro screamed mentally, clawing at anything he could—
But the scream was cut off.
DING—DING—DING!
Luffy’s head snapped forward like a cannonball, crashing into Kuro’s skull with enough force to rattle the earth. The impact rang out like a bell.
Time slowed.
Kuro’s eyes rolled back.
Cracks spiderwebbed across what remained of his glasses.
The forest was silent.
From the bushes, the kids and Nami stared in awe.
Luffy landed softly on his feet, his sandals pressing into the dirt with a quiet thud.
Across from him, Kuro’s body crashed to the ground, limp and defeated. His once-pristine glasses—now cracked and bent—skidded a few feet before coming to rest near his motionless hand.
Silence.
Even the trees seemed to hold their breath.
Luffy stood tall, casting a shadow over his fallen enemy. He took a moment, staring down at Kuro’s broken figure. Then he spoke—his voice calm, but edged with steel:
“I would never lose to a pirate who runs away from the sea… and turns his back on danger.”
He reached up and adjusted his straw hat, eyes still hidden beneath the brim.
“Because a real pirate travels the sea until the day he dies.”
The wind picked up gently, rustling the leaves and carrying his words across the battlefield.
"He did it! Straw Hat did it!" the boys cried out, springing from the bushes with wild grins and waving their makeshift weapons in the air. Their cheers echoed into the forest like a victorious war song.
Meanwhile, Seryu lay watching the scene unfold, bruised and bloodied, but still conscious. Her lips curled into the faintest smile.
"Told ya," Nami said, her tone light but proud.
Kaya remained silent. Her hands trembled slightly as she stared at Kuro’s fallen form. The weight of the night—the deception, the violence, the truth—was finally crashing down on her.
Then, with a sudden, shaky breath, Seryu began to rise. Her body trembled under the strain, but her resolve pulled her upright.
"H-Hey, where are you going?" Nami asked, startled. "You’re hurt, you need to rest!"
But Seryu didn’t answer. Her expression was blank—hollow, almost robotic. Her footsteps were slow, deliberate, driven by something other than strength. Luffy’s eyes followed her, calm and sharp, as if watching something inevitable unfold.
"..."
"You don’t need to kill him," Luffy said flatly.
Seryu stopped in her tracks, stunned. Her eyes widened.
Her hand, which had begun to drift toward her holster, froze.
"What do you mean!?" she snapped, the steel in her voice clashing against her shaken expression. "This villain endangered the entire village! He tried to kill Miss Kaya—his punishment must—"
"It’s too weak," Luffy cut in.
His words dropped like a hammer, silencing everyone.
A chill ran through the group. Even the air seemed to shift.
Seryu's eyes narrowed. "What...?"
Luffy didn’t blink. "If you kill him, he dies and it’s over. That’s not justice. That’s just an ending. He needs to live with the fact that he lost—and failed. That’s what makes it hurt."
The tension thickened, no one daring to interrupt.
Seryu stared at him. Then, slowly, her clenched fist loosened.
...
...
...
Suddenly, a whistle of wind stirred the trees. Leaves rustled violently as three figures emerged from the shadows of the forest.
"Koro!" Seryu blinked out of her daze the moment she saw the hulking beast approaching. The massive, fanged creature trudged beside two familiar figures—Zoro and Shana.
"AHHH!! WHAT IS THAT?!" the boys screamed, diving behind Nami and Kaya in terror as Koro growled low and menacingly.
"Huh?" Zoro blinked at the scene of Kuro unconscious on the ground, then casually scratched his head. "Looks like the butler guy's been dealt with. Tch. That’s what I get for following your so-called shortcut."
Before he could even smirk, a furious shadow launched itself up to his eye level.
"SHUT UP, SHUT UP, SHUT UP!!" Shana roared, slamming her hand down on Zoro’s head with a karate chop that made even Koro wince. "WE WERE TEN FEET AWAY FROM THEM! BUT YOU KEPT HEADING IN THE OPPOSITE DIRECTION, INSISTING IT WAS A SHORTCUT!!"
A thick vein throbbed on her forehead as Zoro rubbed his now-swollen scalp.
Luffy laughed lightly as the tension lifted slightly. Even Seryu allowed herself a small exhale.
Usopp knelt beside a tree, panting heavily as sweat dripped from his brow. "Huff Huff Huff Finally... I managed to hide all those unconscious Black Cat Pirate scouts. That should keep the villagers from finding them..." He slumped back against the bark. "The situation must’ve cooled down by now. I could really use a drink..."
Just then, something rustled behind a nearby bush.
His eyes widened in panic. "AHH!! THE ZOMBIE TREES HAVE COME FOR ME—!!"
But as the branches parted, he froze mid-scream.
“…Huh?”
Standing there, calm and composed, was Kaya.
"Mister Usopp," she said softly, her face bright despite the chaos earlier. "It’s alright now. Kuro has been defeated."
"R-Really? Luffy beat him?" Usopp blinked.
Before he could react further, Kaya stepped forward and gently grabbed his hand. "Come here."
"Wha—Wait, huh?!"
She pulled him through the foliage and into a small clearing hidden from view, the light filtering gently between the leaves.
"Wait, are you serious, captain?" Carrot asked, eyes wide.
"Are you really going to hide the pirate invasion?" Pepper echoed.
"That's right," Usopp said with a confident grin. "Let’s make it a lie that only we know… like the old days."
"But if you told the villagers," Onion added, "everyone would finally respect you."
"Nah," Usopp said, waving the idea off. "They wouldn’t believe me anyway. And as the liar of Syrup Village, I need to keep that duty."
"What do you think, Miss Kaya?" Onion turned toward her.
"I have no issue with it," Kaya chuckled warmly. "After all, it’s your lie, Captain Usopp."
Meanwhile, elsewhere on the sea, the Black Cat Pirates’ ship drifted away from Syrup Village. Kuro and his remaining unconscious crewmates were tightly bound beneath the ship’s mast, faces battered, pride shattered. The wind carried them further and further into the unknown.
“But what if they come back?” Seryu asked, arms crossed but voice tight with concern.
“They won’t,” Luffy replied simply.
“How do you know that for sure?! Won’t they try again somewhere else?” she pressed, more forcefully.
“I don’t,” Luffy said without hesitation. “But if all that guy wanted was peace… then I’m not giving him that.”
Seryu blinked, stunned. “…I see.”
“Hey, guys!” a familiar voice rang out.
Usopp appeared from the trees, waving energetically. “I wanted to thank you guys for helping me! Thanks to your help, not a single scratch was left on the village—or me!”
“What are you talking about?” Zoro smirked. “If you hadn’t risked your life for this cause, I wouldn’t be here.”
“Oh, guys, let’s just forget about all this already. I already have my treasure,” Nami hummed dreamily, her eyes glimmering as she peeked into her overflowing bag.
After a brief pause, Usopp raised his voice with renewed conviction.
“After everything that happened… I’ve made up my mind!”
Everyone turned to look at him.
“…Just a second!”
He bolted away again, leaving them confused.
Luffy tilted his head, watching Usopp vanish into the trees. “What’s he gonna do?”
“Who knows,” Zoro muttered, crossing his arms.
“Anyway…” Shana took a step forward, her arms folded as she fixed a sharp gaze on the armored girl nearby. “That brings us to another important question. Justice girl.” Her tone was firm, edged with challenge. “Or whatever you are. What do you intend to do now?”
Seryu turned slowly, caught off guard. “Huh?”
Shana narrowed her eyes, thoughts racing. 'That girl is incredibly strong. And she seems to mean well… but something’s off. That righteous energy she gives off—it’s warped. Not fake. Just… twisted.' She recalled Seryu’s earlier words, her fury in battle, her refusal to back down.
'She said she wanted to meet Luffy. But that was before the fight. Before she saw what his ‘justice’ really is."
Luffy stood silently, watching the exchange, his hat shadowing his expression.
Seryu looked between them, her lips parting slightly, unsure of her answer.
Shana’s eyes narrowed. Is she still interested... or has she changed her mind? The group stood in silence, the atmosphere tense. A few close-ups flickered—Zoro’s unreadable gaze, Nami’s nervous look,and Luffy’s calm expression.
Seryu stood tall and proud. “I want to continue to fight against evil. And protect the innocent. I’m sure there are many places where people are suffering and I need to stop that! I heard from someone… that the World Government is the root of all this evil. So I want to kill it.”
A pause. “Is that your dream?” Luffy asked, quietly.
“Yes!” Seryu answered without hesitation, her voice unwavering.
Silence dropped like a stone.
"...You’re kind of scary,” Luffy said with a big grin. “But I like you—and that dog of yours!”
Seryu blinked. “H-Huh!?”
“How about you stay with us!”
“W-Wait, Luffy! Are you crazy!?” Nami shouted, visibly sweating. “That woman tried to vaporize people with a flail. And that thing is practically a demon in fur!”
“Shishishi! It’s okay, guys!” Luffy laughed. “She’s not evil!”
Nami, Zoro, and Shana all exchanged unsure glances.
Luffy then turned fully to Seryu, his tone softer—but no less confident. “Every pirate has to be free… so go out there and save whoever you want. You don’t need anyone’s permission.”
Seryu’s eyes widened—truly speechless for the first time.“L-Luffy-san! Thank you!” Seryu exclaimed, bowing low in genuine gratitude. Her voice shook with emotion. “Allow me to properly introduce myself again! I am Seryu Ubiquitous, and this is my partner, Koro! I once served under a high-ranking general to fight against the Revolutionaries… but now, I will do everything in my power to protect you and everyone else, Luffy-sama!”
“Wait, you don’t need to call me that,” Luffy replied, scratching his head with an awkward chuckle.
Seryu’s cheeks flushed a deep red. “R-Right!”
She straightened up, standing proud and determined.
“WHAT!?!?” Nami screeched, snapping out of her stunned daze. “You’re seriously telling me I have to live with a justice-obsessed maniac and her hellhound now?!”
Koro, sensing her mood, gave a low, echoing growl that sent a shiver down Nami’s spine.
Shana folded her arms, watching silently. Her eyes narrowed, deep in thought.
"This girl…,” Shana murmured to herself, "Her sense of justice is warped, yet she speaks with such certainty. She’s not like the pirates. but something in between. Dangerous, but... honest.”
Then Alastor's deep, composed voice echoed from her pendant, glowing faintly in the dusk light:
“Keep your guard up. Her ideals could either strengthen your group… or destroy it from within.”
Shana nodded " i will."
We jump ahead to a lively restaurant near the harbor. Plates piled high with food line the table.
“This is sooo good!!” Luffy beamed, mouth full of meat.
“It’s nice to finally eat without worrying about explosions or sword fights,” Nami muttered, leaning back in her chair.
Suddenly, the gentle clinking of footsteps on wooden flooring caught their attention.
Kaya stepped into view, now dressed in a formal white and blue gown, her posture poised and graceful. Her hair was neatly tied back, and she wore a serene smile.
“I hope you like the food,” she said softly.
“Oh, it’s amazing!” Luffy said, grinning wide.
“Hey, are you okay being out like this, miss?” Saya asked, eyeing her with concern.
“Don’t worry,” Kaya replied. “I was ill because of how much grief I carried after my parents passed away. But thanks to Mr. Usopp… and all of you… I feel free again.”
“I’m deeply grateful to all of you,” Kaya continued. “Before you leave… I would like to offer you a gift.”
“A gift?” Luffy blinked, tilting his head.
“Please,” Kaya smiled warmly, “I insist that you accept it.”
“Whoa!! Awesome! A sheep ship!” Luffy shouted with sparkling eyes, racing toward the dock.
“It’s not just cute—it’s a caravel,” Nami added, her hands on her hips, clearly impressed. “Fast, nimble, and built for real sailing.”
“I call it the Going Merry,” said the butler Merry, standing proudly. “Lady Kaya personally requested it be built for you. She wished for something that would help you face the dangers ahead with strength and safety.”
“This is amazing!” Seryu said, eyes wide with awe as she admired the ship’s craftsmanship.
“It’s all thanks to Kaya,” Merry continued, bowing respectfully. “She insisted you accept it as a gift.”
Kaya, now dressed more formally, stepped forward with a soft smile. “You all saved this village… and me. Please, take it. It’s the least I can do.”
Luffy grinned, placing his hat firmly on his head. “Alright! A real ship!”
"Thank you, sick lady!" Luffy grinned.
“Thank her properly, idiot,” Zoro said bluntly.
Suddenly—
"AHHH!! LOOK OUT BELOW!!"
The ground rumbled as a massive, wobbling ball of supplies barreled toward them from the village path.
The group turned in alarm. “It’s Mister Usopp!” Kaya gasped, hands covering her mouth.
“What is he doing?” Nami blinked.
“It looks like fun!” Luffy said, laughing.
“We better stop him or he’s gonna smash that big nose right into our new ship,” Zoro sighed, stepping forward.
Just as the overloaded backpack rolled dangerously close to the Going Merry, Luffy and Zoro planted their feet firmly—
WHAM!
Their soles met Usopp’s face mid-roll, halting the momentum like a wall of rubber and steel.
“G-Guh… sorry,” Usopp groaned, nose squished as he hung there upside down. “I brought… too much stuff…”
“So you’re going to the sea too, Usopp-san?” Seryu asked, a hint of admiration in her voice.
“That’s right!” Usopp stood tall—well, as tall as he could with his massive pack now settled by his side. “I figured now’s the best time. If I wait any longer, I might just change my mind.”
He turned to Kaya. “Any objections, Kaya?”
“Of course not,” she replied softly. “I knew you’d leave eventually. You were always meant for a bigger world.”
Usopp smiled, a bit of pride behind his nervous energy. “When I return as a brave warrior of the sea, I’ll have a whole collection of new stories to tell!”
“I can’t wait to hear them.” Kaya smiled warmly, her voice filled with encouragement.
At that moment, Merry stepped forward. “Would you like me to explain the features of the ship?”
“No need,” Nami cut in, already stepping up the gangplank. “That kind of thing’s best left to the navigator.”
“As you wish,” Merry nodded politely.
“Ha ha ha! Awesome, it’s so tall from here!” Luffy cheered, standing proudly atop the sheep-shaped prow of the ship.
“Remember, it’s not yours. It was a gift. Try not to break it,” Shana warned, arms crossed.
“As long as it’s big enough for me to sleep in peace, I don’t care,” Zoro muttered as he stretched out on the deck.
Down below, Usopp turned to the others. Kaya approached him with a soft smile. “Good luck, Captain Usopp,” she said gently, then leaned in and kissed him on the cheek before stepping back.
“Y-Y-Yeah, you take care too,” he stammered, face turning red.
Then, he dramatically turned to the crew. “Now then! It’s been fun having you all as my sidekicks. But today… we go our own ways!”
“Huh? What do you mean?” Luffy blinked.
“‘What do you mean’—isn’t it obvious?” Usopp declared, striking a pose. “I’ll be heading out on my own adventure. We might even run into each other again one day... as rivals!”
“I thought you were joining us, Usopp-san!” Seryu said with wide eyes.
“Huh?” Usopp froze. “W-Wait, really?”
“What are you on about?” Nami rolled her eyes. “Just get in already.”
“Stop making a scene,” Zoro sighed.
...
...
...
Usopp trembled in shock. Before Responding with a false dissapointed look.
“Y-You guys are the worst at dramatic farewells…” Usopp muttered as he climbed aboard.
“There’s no need for that. We’re crewmates, right…” Luffy said with a calm grin.
A long pause followed, a warm breeze brushing over the dock.
“NOW THEN! For my first command as Captain—” Usopp proudly began, raising a finger—
Only for Luffy to casually grab his nose and pull. “Hey, the captain is me!” he laughed.
“Stop it, it hurts!” Usopp whined, flailing his arms.
The rest of the crew burst into laughter. Nami covered her mouth to hide a snort, Zoro chuckled while leaning against the mast, and even Shana cracked a subtle smile.
Seryu stood quietly near the rail, the sunset reflecting in her wide eyes. A peaceful warmth filled her chest.
‘Don’t worry, Mister. I’m fine… and I found the person you asked for,’ she thought. ‘I promise in the name of justice… that I will save your family. And destroy the World Government.’
Koro let out a soft growl and licked her cheek affectionately, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking.
Seryu smiled, wiping a tear from the corner of her eye. “Let’s go.”
The Going Merry gently cut across the waves, leaving Syrup Village behind as the sun began its slow descent.
“GOODBYE! THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR EVERYTHING!” Kaya shouted from the dock, waving with both hands, her eyes glossy with emotion.
Back on the ship, Luffy raised his cup high. “A toast to our two new companions!”
“Cheers!!” the crew shouted—Nami, Zoro, Usopp, and even Seryu clinking cups of juice or soda. Shana stood a bit off to the side, arms folded, but with a faint, amused smirk.
“Luffy-sa—L-Luffy,” Seryu said, stumbling on the name, cheeks pink. “I have an important question that I forgot to ask!”
“Huh? Sure,” he replied mid-drink.
“Where did your weird rubber band powers come from?”
"Weird? You and that Mutt are the weird ones. What are you, some kind of cyborg?" Zoro asked.
“You two are the weird ones, just saying.”
As laughter broke out again, the camera slowly panned upward toward the brilliant orange sky. The sun bathed the sea in golden light, the wind tugging the ship toward new adventures.
(TO BE CONTINUED.)
Notes:
And its done. I admit that there were some parts I didn't really think were fleshed out, but whatever. Anyway. In our next big arc, Expect to see 'Everyone KUNG FU fighting'
...Cringe i know. Sorry.
Chapter 13: THE big fat panda
Chapter Text
China.
It was a peaceful evening in the Valley of Peace.
Golden sunlight bathed the mountaintops, and the ancient Jade Palace stood proudly above the clouds. Birds chirped in harmony, monks swept the temple steps, and the scent of steamed buns floated lazily from the village below.
Inside the palace courtyard, a single figure sat beneath a blossoming peach tree—his wide body hunched over a bowl of noodles far too small for his appetite. He was dressed in the same humble pants and shoes. as before. His name… was Po.
The Dragon Warrior.
Months had passed since the great battle. Since the furious snow leopard Tai Lung had escaped from prison, scaled mountains, and tore through every obstacle to claim the Dragon Scroll. But the scroll hadn’t brought him power. It had brought him defeat.
Because power, Po had learned, comes not from destiny or bloodlines—but from believing in yourself.
He had fought Tai Lung with nothing but determination, dumplings, and an absurd fighting style even he didn’t understand. And he had won.
Now, Master Shifu had entrusted him with guarding the valley. The Furious Five had accepted him as an equal. Po had become everything he’d ever dreamed of.
And yet… he was restless.
Po slurped down a noodle with a loud smack, then leaned back, smiling at the golden sun dipping toward the horizon. He let out a satisfied sigh, his belly round and his mind at peace.
That was when it happened.
His foot slipped on a stray fishstick.
“Waaaugh!” he yelped, wobbling backward—but caught himself expertly with a surprising amount of grace for someone his size. The fishstick, however, was not so lucky. It plopped to the stone courtyard floor, lost to the wind and gravity.
Po blinked. Then smirked.
“Nice try, fate,” he said, pulling out a second, perfectly golden fishstick from his sleeve like a seasoned magician. “Always carry a backup.”
He munched contentedly… until everything suddenly went dark.
A massive shadow had fallen over him, stretching from the edge of the temple stairs. Po froze mid-bite, then slowly turned his head.
Towering above him was a hulking figure—muscles carved like stone, a cloak draped over his shoulders, and an aura that made the air itself feel heavier. His face was obscured beneath a hood of tattered cloth, hiding any hint of his identity. But his presence was not ordinary.
The stranger’s voice rumbled like distant thunder.
“Are you… the Dragon Warrior?”
Po blinked again. “Huh? Oh! You want an autograph?” He wiped his mouth quickly and stood up, brushing crumbs off his belly. “Totally get it. Yesterday I signed, like, twenty of those. Some on scrolls. One on a baby. Not on purpose…”
The figure didn’t respond.
Po smiled awkwardly. “Just—hold that thought.” He stuffed the entire fishstick in his mouth in one bite, chewing fast.
The stranger’s eyes gleamed beneath the hood.
“I challenge you… to a duel.”
OP WORLD.
The sea groaned under a gray sky as a tattered ship rocked across the waves. Its sails were mismatched, its hull battered from years of poor maintenance—or too many escape attempts.
A Jolly Roger flew high, though the skull on it was oddly drawn, with crooked teeth and crossbones made of forks and knives.
Aboard the ship, chaos reigned.
“I’m starving!” one of the pirates wailed, clutching his gut and collapsing onto the deck dramatically.
“We’ve been eating old biscuit crumbs for three days!” another shouted, holding up a piece of stale bread like it was a corpse.
“Captain, we need meat!” a third one roared.
The so-called captain—a greasy man with a monocle and a toupee that looked like it wanted to jump overboard—groaned and slammed his fist on the rail. “I know we need food! What do you want me to do? Pull a roast boar out of my coat?!”
“Hey, Captain!” a scout from the crow’s nest shouted. “I see something—on the horizon!”
The crew scrambled toward the bow.
There it was: a large floating structure nestled in the sea like a misplaced castle. Seagulls flew around it, and a delicious aroma drifted on the breeze like a siren's call.
The sign was unmistakable:BARATIE
Every stomach onboard growled in unison.
A moment later, the pirates’ ship turned sharply toward it.
“We feast tonight, boys!!” the captain cackled.
And with that, the unknown pirate crew sailed straight into Baratie… unaware of the chaos that would soon follow.
.
The once-hungry pirates were now completely transformed—slouching in chairs with greasy smiles and bellies stuffed to the brim. Platters of grilled fish, sizzling meat skewers, and perfectly buttered bread lined their tables. Wine flowed freely, and the smell of roasted garlic filled the air.
“This place is heaven!” one of the pirates declared, holding a drumstick in each hand.
“I think I’m gonna cry,” another whispered, hugging a loaf of bread.
A few chefs in white coats moved between tables with practiced skill, serving and yelling back at the pirates who got too grabby. Despite the occasional fork flying through the air or a mug being slammed too hard, the crew of Baratie kept everything running smoothly.
Among them, a tall blond waiter in a black suit kicked a tray into the air, caught it with one hand, and delivered a bowl of soup to a guest with barely a glance.
“Don’t waste the food, pigs,” Sanji muttered, lighting a cigarette with a casual flick.
The pirates didn’t even notice the insult—too enraptured by the feast.
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Upstairs…
In the captain’s quarters, Zeff—the legendary “Red-Leg” and current head chef of Baratie—stood by the tall window, arms folded.
The room was simple, rugged, and clean. A chart of the East Blue hung on one wall, and a framed photo of a much younger Zeff and a tiny blond boy rested on the desk.
He stared out at the sea beyond the glass.
The waves were calm. Too calm.
He grunted. “Hmph. Pirates again.”
He turned his head slightly as if he could hear the rowdy sounds from below.
“Long as they pay, I don’t care who they are,” he muttered. But even as he said it, his eyes narrowed—just a little.
Then, a strange breeze swept through the room… carrying something foreign.
Zeff’s brow furrowed. He sniffed once.
“…What is that smell?”
Without warning, the skies twisted.
Clouds spun in unnatural circles above the sea restaurant. A strange, shimmering light formed high above the fish-shaped roof—glowing, warping, opening.
A swirling portal, tall as a mast and wide as a cannonball blast, crackled to life with golden sparks.
And then—
“LOOK OUT BELOW!!!” a voice bellowed from the heavens.
Chef Zeff’s one visible eye widened. He barely had time to register the shout before something massive plummeted from the sky like a meteor.
CRASH!!!
A deafening slam rocked the upper deck of the Baratie as a large, furry blur smashed through the roof. Wood splinters flew in every direction. Smoke billowed from the hole.
Zeff stumbled back, arms raised instinctively to block the debris. When it settled, he stared at the smoking crater in his ceiling.
Lying face-down in the wreckage… was a panda.
A talking, shorts-wearing, groaning panda.
“Uggghh… I think I hit a dumpling cart,” Po wheezed.
He slowly rolled over, dazed, then looked up—and locked eyes with the grizzled old chef.
“Uh…” Po blinked. “Hi. Did I land in a seafood restaurant?”
Zeff stared, completely silent, as a chunk of roof slid off Po’s belly and hit the floor with a soft plunk.
Down below, the noisy pirates continued feasting, completely unaware that a panda had just fallen from the sky.
“Hmm…” Zeff narrowed his eye as the smoke began to clear. Did that thing just fall from the sky? His gaze lingered on the rotund, fur-covered figure groaning in the rubble. No... that’s no bear. A mink? Haven’t seen one of those in years...
Po groaned, struggling to his feet with wobbly legs. He brushed off some ash and loose wood chips, wobbling as he stood.
“Nobody warned me…” he muttered, squinting at the still-glowing edges of the perfectly round hole in the roof above. “That guy was using magic. Totally cheated.”
He wobbled again, clutching his stomach. “Oooohhhh…”
Then he glanced up at Zeff, who loomed silently nearby. He looked back up at the gaping hole he’d made in the roof.
“…Sorry ‘bout that.”
Zeff’s mustache twitched. He grinned—not kindly.
“Sorry?” he said, voice dry as sun-bleached driftwood. “Do you have any idea how expensive a carpenter's job is, young man?”
He stepped forward, the wooden floor creaking under his peg leg. “You didn’t just crash through my roof. You landed in my kitchen.”
Po blinked. “Wait, this is the kitchen?! Oh no. I didn’t break any soup, did I?”
“I was being sarcastic, idiot. This is my room,” Zeff snapped, leaning out slightly as dust settled around them.
Po blinked. “Oh. My bad. Uh… cool room.”
Then his eyes dropped to Zeff’s wooden leg. “Whoa—dude, what happened to your leg?”
“That’s not important,” Zeff growled, brushing past the question. “What is important… is how you intend to pay for the hole you just blasted into my ceiling.”
Po rubbed the back of his neck awkwardly. “Ah… well, you see… I don’t really have, like, money on me. But I do have these really detailed figurines I was working on—still a work in progress, though! One’s got a dragon head, and—”
Zeff’s glare shut him up instantly.
“Too bad, boy,” he said flatly. “That means you’re going to work for me. A whole year.”
Po started nodding. “Oh yeah, that seems pretty fa— WAIT, WHAT?! A year?! Like, a full year? From February to December?! That’s, like, all the months!”
Zeff crossed his arms. “That’s what a year means.”
“I can’t stay here that long!” Po protested. “I gotta get back to the palace! Everyone’s probably panicking! I mean, I disappeared mid-fishstick!”
“The palace?” Zeff raised an eyebrow.
“Yeah!” Po nodded urgently. “The Jade Palace. Y’know, center of all kung fu in the Valley of Peace? I’m kind of a big deal there. Dragon Warrior and all. So if something happens to me, it’s gonna be real bad for everyone.”
Zeff stared at him, unimpressed. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, panda.”
Po’s jaw dropped. “No way! How do you not know the—wait…” He paused, scanning the room. “Wait a second… What’s the name of this place?”
Zeff folded his arms. “You’re at Baratie. The only floating sea restaurant in the East Blue.”
Sanji was on the tables, serving dishes and charming the female customers with a wink and a smile. Steam rose from sizzling platters. Laughter and clinking glasses filled the air.
Suddenly, a round figure wearing an apron appeared at his side.
“I’ll handle the four guys over there,” the figure said casually, pointing toward a table in the back.
“Thanks,” Sanji replied without looking, focused on balancing a tray.
But then—he paused. A strange weight to the voice. A weird… vibe.
He turned.
And nearly dropped his cigarette.
A giant panda was waddling toward the kitchen, still wearing the apron. With shocking ease, he lifted ten plates—five in each paw—stacked high like a leaning tower of delicious doom.
“What the hell…” Sanji muttered.
The panda glanced back, completely unfazed. “Don’t worry, I got this!”
Sanji stood frozen, jaw slack.
The camera zoomed skyward as his scream echoed through the building—
“WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?!?!?!?!”
Chapter 14: 'A sea floating restaurant? Johny and Yosaku, the bounty hunters!'
Chapter Text
The ship sailed gently across the endless blue, its sails full, the breeze kind, and the skies above calm—almost deceptively so.
High up in the crow's nest, sprawled lazily on her back with her arms behind her head, was the Straw Hats' newest recruit: Seryu Ubiquitous.
She had joined just after the events at Syrup Village, and though the journey had been unpredictable, she seemed surprisingly at ease.
Her long hair fluttered in the wind as she gazed up at the open sky, sweat glistening on her brow under the relentless sun. She was clearly overheating in the midday heat—her cheeks flushed, her uniform unbuttoned just slightly at the collar—but for some reason, she refused to move.
Below deck, her faithful partner Koro was no doubt sniffing around or gnawing on something he wasn't supposed to. The sounds of the crew chatting and footsteps on wood drifted up faintly from below.
But up here, it was quiet.
Seryu narrowed her eyes against the sunlight. Her breath slowed. She stared not just at the horizon, but through it—at the infinite pages of water, streaked with the brushstrokes of waves and dotted by rocky islands in the distance. Birds floated overhead like drifting ink on a pale canvas.
"…Peaceful," she muttered, almost in disbelief.
Her fists were usually clenched. Her voice, usually loud. But right now, she allowed herself a rare moment of calm.
Even if she was sweating like mad.
"Ugh… this sun…" she grumbled through gritted teeth. "…Still not moving."
A few minutes earlier…
Nami had called up toward the crow's nest, shielding her eyes from the glare of the sun.
"Seryu! You sure you're okay up there? It's boiling!"
Beside her, Shana stood with arms crossed, looking up with a faint frown. "She's been up there for hours. Even I think it's a little much…"
From above, Seryu's voice rang out with righteous confidence:
"I appreciate your concern! But there is no need to worry! I, Seryu Ubiquitous, upholder of absolute justice, shall remain vigilant—ensuring the safety of this crew from any sneak attacks!"
A beat passed.
Then she added, less dramatically: "Besides, it's kinda… nice up here."
Nami exchanged a look with Shana and sighed. "Suit yourself… but make sure to come down once in a while. Overexposure is dangerous, especially in that heavy armor. You'll cook your legs in those metal greaves."
"I shall endure!" Seryu responded firmly.
With that, Nami and Shana had left her alone, the sound of their footsteps fading below.
Now, in the present, Seryu's breath had slowed again. Her eyes scanned the distant horizon. Her body was sweating, her skin flushed, and her arms were stiff from the stillness—but her expression never wavered.
"Justice… never takes a day off," she murmured to herself, staring at a flock of birds in the distance.
Unseen beneath her, Koro let out a low yawn from the deck, stretching lazily under the shade.
Seryu wiped the sweat from her brow and leaned forward, peering down from the crow's nest.
"…What are the others doing, I wonder…"
Her gaze swept across the deck below.
Nami was lounging in a deck chair near the helm, a sunhat tipped low over her eyes. Though she looked relaxed, Seryu could tell she was watching—her eyes occasionally flicked toward the boys at the cannons. Ever the navigator, always one step ahead.
Oddly enough, Zoro wasn't training. No swords, no weights, no grunts of exertion. He was leaning against the railing with arms folded, staring out at the horizon with a distant look on his face.
"…Strange," Seryu murmured. "He looks… thoughtful."
Not far from him, Shana sat cross-legged on the wooden floor, calmly nibbling on a piece of melon bread. Her expression was neutral—stoic, as usual—but the way she gently tore pieces off suggested a rare moment of peace.
Seryu's eyes drifted toward Koro, who was casually sniffing a crate of oranges. Whatever that counted as, it wasn't surveillance.
And then—there were the noisemakers.
Near the cannons, Luffy and Usopp were fooling around with unrestrained enthusiasm. From this distance, Seryu couldn't hear their words, but the visuals were loud enough.
Usopp had just fired a cannonball with almost ridiculous precision, striking a distant boulder in the sea dead-on. Smoke curled from the barrel as he stood proudly, arms crossed like a war general.
Luffy's mouth hung open in awe, clapping enthusiastically.
Usopp posed dramatically, clearly mid-brag. He thumped his chest, gesturing wildly at the cannon, no doubt recounting a completely true tale of his unstoppable aim.
Then, Luffy gave him a thumbs up, grinning ear to ear—he seemed to declare something.
Usopp froze. Then pointed to himself. "Me?"
Luffy nodded.
Seryu narrowed her eyes, trying to read his lips.
"…Sniper?"
Usopp looked like someone had just knighted him. His nose twitched. He struck a victory pose.
Seryu turned away from the deck below and resumed her self-appointed post, eyes scanning the endless horizon once more.
That's when she spotted it.
"…Huh."
Far in the distance, rising from the sea like the humped back of some ancient sea beast, was a massive rock formation. Easily five times larger than the one Usopp had hit earlier.
Seryu's eyes glinted with purpose. "A structure that size could be a perfect hiding spot for enemy ships… or worse."
She grinned.
"Justice requires a field test."
Without looking down, she called out, "Koro! Come!"
From below, Koro gave a curious little bark and bounded upward, claws digging into the wood as he started climbing toward the crow's nest.
Perspective shifts — back on deck.
Usopp squinted down the sights of the cannon, preparing for another demonstration.
Luffy crouched beside him, bouncing on his heels with excitement. "That one!" he shouted, pointing at the same giant rock Seryu had seen. "Blow that one up!"
"You're asking the right guy!" Usopp said, puffing out his chest. "Watch and be amazed, Captain!"
He loaded the cannon carefully. Adjusted his aim. Took a deep breath. And—fired.
BOOM!
The cannonball roared through the sky and slammed directly into the rock's surface—
—and then, in a split-second, the entire middle of the rock exploded, reduced to rubble.
Luffy's jaw hit the floor. Usopp's body went stiff. His pupils shrank as he stared at the now-sinking stone mass.
"…I didn't put that much powder in it," he whispered.
"I DIDN'T KNOW YOU COULD DO THAT!" Luffy yelled, grabbing Usopp and shaking him in awe. "YOU'RE AMAZING!"
Usopp blinked. "I—I mean, OF COURSE I CAN DO THAT!" He struck a shaky pose. "Sniper King stuff. Nothing less."
Back in the crow's nest.
Seryu stood silently, the breeze tugging at her hair. Her right arm had transformed—now a large, high-tech looking rifle extended from her elbow to her hand, steam gently hissing from the barrel.
She smiled, calm and content.
"…Justice confirmed."
Koro, having just climbed up beside her, tilted his head and wagged his tail approvingly.
From across the deck, Shana sat with one knee drawn up, still nibbling quietly on her melon bread.
She had witnessed the whole spectacle—the cannon blast, the impossible explosion, Luffy shaking Usopp like a maraca, and Usopp half-crying, half-posing like a triumphant war hero.
Crumbs fell softly into her lap as she chewed.
She said nothing.
Just stared.
Unblinking.
A long pause.
Then, softly—just loud enough for no one to hear:
"…Idiots."
The crew had gathered inside the Going Merry's dining room. Though small, the space had a cozy charm—wooden walls, rounded corners, and the warm glow of lanterns swinging gently with the ship's motion.
Usopp stood with one hand dramatically on his hip, the other pointing toward the ceiling like a commander announcing a battle plan.
"Alright! From now on, I'll serve as the temporary sniper—and, in case of emergencies, substitute captain!" he declared proudly.
"Okay," Luffy replied without hesitation, stuffing his face with a rice ball.
Usopp blinked. "Wait, really?"
The others sat around the table, eating, relaxing, or just listening with varying degrees of amusement.
"You know," Luffy said between bites, "I've been thinking…"
Everyone turned toward him—rare words coming from their captain.
"I think we should pick someone to take charge of the kitchen."
"That's actually not a bad idea," Nami nodded. "The kitchen here's decent. With the right cook, we could really make it shine. If you pay me, I'll do it."
"As long as they can bake, I'm fine with whoever," Shana added casually, sipping tea and pulling another piece from her melon bread stash.
Luffy suddenly perked up, eyes lighting with excitement.
"Oh! You know what we really need?"
The room went quiet. All eyes on him.
He grinned. "A musician!"
There was a beat of silence.
"…Are you an idiot?" Nami said flatly.
"I thought you were actually going to say something intelligent for once," Shana muttered.
"We're on a pirate ship," Zoro chimed in, not even looking up. "We need food. Not theme music."
Seryu tilted her head in confusion. "A… musician? For battle… motivation?"
Luffy just laughed, unbothered by their reactions. "What? Pirates need music! You ever try having a proper adventure without a soundtrack? It's boring."
"How about someone who can actually give us more insight into the places we visit?" Shana suggested coolly, taking a final sip of tea. "A navigator's support. Someone who knows the world."
Before anyone could respond—
CRASH!
A loud, echoing bang rang out from above deck. The walls shook, dust falling from the ceiling.
"Huh?!" Luffy shot up, crumbs flying.
"What was that?!" Nami exclaimed, already halfway to standing.
Shana's eyes narrowed. She stared at the wall as if she could see through it. "…I sense a presence."
Then came the unmistakable sound of a furious voice from outside.
"COWARDS! GET OUT OF WHERE YOU'RE HIDING, DAMN PIRATES!"
Everyone froze.
"Did we get raided!?" Usopp yelped, gripping the table.
"But I didn't see anything following us!" Nami said, grabbing her staff. "I checked the sea just an hour ago!"
"Oh crap!" Usopp bolted to the corner.
"I'll handle this!" Seryu declared, already on her feet.
Without waiting for orders, she sprinted toward the door and threw it open—Koro hot on her heels.
The others exchanged a look.
Seryu emerged into the sunlight, armor gleaming despite the sweat still clinging to her. Koro stood beside her, teeth bared, alert and growling.
Before her stood a man—black hair tousled by the sea breeze, sunglasses glinting in the sun. A strange kanji symbol was etched on his cheek like a brand. His long blue coat flapped behind him, stained with salt and torn at the edges.
His fists were clenched, and his chest heaved with rage.
"Where's the rest!?" he barked. "Is this the best your filthy crew has to offer!?"
Seryu didn't flinch. "Who are you?" she asked sharply.
"Damn pirates!" he spat. "You think you can get away with attacking my sick friend?! You monsters!"
Before she could respond, the man suddenly lunged.
Seryu barely dodged—his fist smashed into the ship's rail, shattering a chunk of wood and sending splinters flying into the sea.
"Stop!" she shouted. "That railing was part of the ship—a gift!"
The man turned, fists crackling with tension. "I've lost count of how many pirates I've killed. What's one more ship?"
Inside the ship…
Zoro's eyes widened. His head turned toward the door like he'd heard a ghost.
"…That voice…"
Back on deck…
"AHHHHH!" the stranger let out a wild cry, charging again with reckless fury.
But this time, Seryu was ready.
She ducked low, spun around, and struck him hard with the side of her hand—right at the base of the neck. A swift, sharp karate chop.
His body froze mid-motion.
Then collapsed to the deck with a heavy thud.
Seryu stood over him, panting. "That was… by a thread."
Koro sniffed the unconscious man warily.
Seryu stared down at him, confused and cautious.
The door creaked open as Zoro stepped outside, his hand on one sword, brow furrowed. He looked down at the unconscious man just beginning to stir.
"…Huh?"
The sunglasses had fallen askew. The kanji mark, the messy black hair, that loud attitude—it all clicked.
Zoro narrowed his eyes. "Johnny?"
The man blinked up at him, wincing. Then his eyes went wide with recognition.
"Z-Zoro-aniki!?" Johnny gasped. "What are you doing on a pirate ship?!"
Zoro crossed his arms. "That's my question. You alone? Where's Yosaku?"
Inside the ship…
The rest of the crew peered through the dining room windows, stacked comically at different heights.
"They're talking?" Nami asked.
"Do they know each other?" Usopp added, squinting.
"In that case…" Shana took a calm bite of melon bread, "I don't think we need to worry."
Johnny slowly stood, wobbling a bit. "Zoro-aniki… it's horrible…"
He turned dramatically, pointing out to sea with tears streaming cartoonishly from his eyes.
"YOSAKU!"
Zoro followed his finger.
Floating nearby on a half-broken board was a gaunt figure—Yosaku, now painfully thin, wearing his signature red headgear. His lips were cracked, his skin burned from the sun, and his eyes rolled weakly in his head.
He mumbled, barely audible over the waves:
"Waaaaterrrr… meat… misoooo soup…"
Zoro facepalmed. "Idiot."
The entire crew was now gathered around Yosaku, who lay slumped over on a blanket, covered in a towel and sweating bullets. His red headgear drooped over one eye. Koro stood nearby with a damp cloth in his mouth, trying his best to help.
Johnny knelt beside him, looking completely distraught.
"Yosaku was totally healthy just hours ago," he said, voice trembling. "Then out of nowhere… he started turning gray! His teeth started falling out, and his old wounds just—opened up again!"
"How horrible…" Seryu murmured, eyes wide with concern.
"I figured he just needed rest, so I sailed to a small island to let him relax... but then—" Johnny turned, pointing dramatically. "A huge piece of the rock next to us got blown to pieces!"
Luffy and Usopp's jaws rose in sync, beads of sweat running down their faces.
"And then—" Johnny continued, "another island nearby just got obliterated! Right before my eyes!"
"A-Ahhh!" Seryu gasped, taking a nervous step back.
Shana folded her arms, unimpressed. "Serves you right," she said bluntly. "For using your weaponry on anything that floats and treating the sea like your personal target range."
Luffy, Usopp, and Seryu all flinched at once.
"WE'RE SORRY!" they cried in unison, bowing low to Johnny with cartoonishly guilty faces.
Johnny clenched his fists, eyes trembling as he turned to Zoro.
"If only it were that easy, Zoro-aniki!" he cried. "What do I do? Is little brother Yosaku gonna die?!"
Zoro said nothing, brow low, arms crossed—but his eyes narrowed.
Then—
"Luffy, Usopp," Nami said, stepping forward with sharp authority. "Go to the kitchen. Get some citrus—now."
"G-Got it!" the two shouted in unison, saluting before dashing off.
"I'm coming too!" Seryu added, already moving.
The three rushed to the door—only to jam into the narrow frame all at once with a loud THUD!
"OW!"
"Your elbow's in my face!"
"WHO'S STANDING ON MY FOOT!?"
They eventually pushed through with bruises and grunts, tumbling into the dining room.
Cut.
Moments later, the three knelt beside Yosaku, carefully dripping lemon juice into his mouth. His cracked lips twitched, and his eyelids fluttered with the first signs of relief.
Shana watched with a melon bread in hand, speaking flatly.
"…Haven't we seen this before?"
"Yes," Nami nodded. "It's scurvy."
Johnny blinked. "Scurvy?"
Nami stood, brushing her hands clean. "He's suffering from a lack of vitamin C. It's actually very common for people who travel long distances at sea without the right diet."
Johnny froze.
Then he launched himself dramatically in front of her, eyes sparkling with tears.
"REALLY, ANIKI!? DAMN, YOU ARE VERY SMART!"
He got a little too close.
Nami recoiled slightly as his emotional speech sprayed a little spit her way. She wiped her face with a scowl.
"Yes, thank you very much," she said grumpily. "And don't call me that."
"Hey, Luffy," Usopp said, adjusting his goggles, "you're right! Let's tilt him like this so the juice flows better."
The three of them nodded in agreement—and promptly shoved an entire pile of lemon slices into Yosaku's mouth.
"More citrus means more healing!" Luffy cheered.
"This is medical science!" Seryu nodded firmly, totally convinced.
From the side, Nami sighed, watching the chaos.
"Nami-san, you're so smart!" Seryu beamed. "Your knowledge about sea diseases is super handy! Just what I expected from you!"
"She could totally be our doctor," Luffy said without missing a beat.
That made both Nami and Shana freeze.
They turned in eerie unison, eyes twitching.
Shana spoke first. "I knew from the start she was a talented woman… I suppose navigation teaches some medical knowledge."
Nami pointed an accusing finger, snapping. "THIS IS JUST COMMON SENSE! How do you NOT know this?! SCURVY CAN HAPPEN TO ANY OF YOU!"
"PREPARATION!" Shana added, matching her energy with an unusually loud bark. "It's not even advanced knowledge!"
The crew recoiled as the two unleashed a synchronized tirade—comical red anger marks popping on their foreheads.
Zoro leaned back and smirked. "Jeez. Those two are on the same wavelength."
Luffy, Usopp, and Seryu continued their lemon-based treatment, seemingly unfazed by the yelling.
Then—
Yosaku twitched.
"...Mmph..."
His eyelids fluttered. His tongue moved slightly.
"...Tastes... sour... but... kinda good…"
He bolted upright with a dramatic gasp.
Everyone went still.
Shana's eyes widened. "W-What?"
Nami blinked. "He's awake? Already?!"
Yosaku clutched his towel dramatically. "I saw the other side… It was dry and lemonless…"
On the deck of the Going Merry, Johnny and Yosaku were now dancing in circles like lunatics.
"My bro is back! My bro is back!" Johnny cheered, spinning with arms outstretched.
"A million thanks to all of you!" Yosaku added, cigarette dangling from his mouth as he twirled dramatically under the sun.
"WHAT THE HELL—NO ONE RECOVERS THAT QUICKLY!" Nami roared, practically tearing her hair out.
The two stopped mid-spin and turned to face the rest of the crew with proud grins and synchronized flair.
"I believe we haven't introduced ourselves properly," Johnny said with a flashy salute.
"We go by the names…" Yosaku paused to puff his cigarette. "Johnny."
"And Yosaku!"
They struck a shared pose, fists on hips, looking absurdly proud.
"We're bounty hunters!" Johnny declared. "We used to sail with Zoro-aniki all the time!"
Zoro stepped forward with a rare smirk. "Didn't expect to run into you two out here. But I'm glad."
"ANIKI!" Both men teared up and reached forward to shake his hand.
But the second Yosaku lifted his arm…
THUD.
He collapsed in a heap, twitching dramatically.
"BRO, YOSAKU!" Johnny dropped to his knees beside him. "What happened?!"
Shana didn't even blink. "There it is. His energy ran out."
She took a calm bite of melon bread.
"No normal human recovers that fast."
Yosaku was now resting comfortably in one of the spare rooms on the Going Merry, wrapped in blankets with a slice of orange clumsily stuck in his mouth. Soft snoring filled the air.
Meanwhile, the rest of the crew sat around the dining table, joined by Johnny, who now looked far more composed.
Nami crossed her arms, her tone firm. "I hope this serves as a lesson to all of you. This kind of thing can happen to anyone, especially with limited supplies and no proper storage."
"Yeah, yeah…" Usopp muttered, nursing a small bruise on his forehead.
"And while we're on the subject," Nami continued, "we still need someone to manage the kitchen. We can't just let Luffy cook again."
"I KNOW!" Luffy suddenly stood up, raising a fist in the air. "What about a Sea Cook!"
There was a brief pause.
"…That's… actually a good idea," Shana admitted, blinking in mild surprise.
"Right?!" Usopp nodded enthusiastically. "With a real cook, we'll be able to eat all kinds of delicious meals!"
"Koro approves too," Seryu added seriously, while Koro gave a bark of approval.
Johnny leaned forward, placing one arm on the table.
"If it's a cook you're looking for… I might know just the place."
He turned to Zoro, voice lowering slightly.
"There's a floating restaurant not far from the Grand Line. Word is… a man with 'Hawk Eyes' passes by it pretty often."
Zoro's gaze sharpened. He slowly smirked.
"All we need to do now… is head north!"
Cut.
Johnny stepped out onto the deck with a grin, pointing dramatically ahead.
"The sea restaurant—Baratie!" he announced.
The crew followed behind, eyes wide.
"WHOOOAAAHHH!" Luffy shouted, mouth hanging open.
"How about it?" Johnny asked, grinning proudly. "Pretty cool, right?"
"It's huge!" Usopp said, leaning over the rail to get a better look.
"It looks like a giant fish," Seryu said with amazement. "I've never seen a building float like that before…"
"It's even prettier on the inside," Johnny added confidently, arms crossed. "Trust me, you'll love it."
The Baratie sat on the sparkling sea like a floating palace—its massive fish-shaped exterior glinting in the sunlight, its fins doubling as walkways and its smiling mouth forming the entrance ramp.
Behind the crew, a soft creak sounded as a door opened.
Yosaku, fully recovered, stepped out—eyes heavy, but functional again. His stomach gave a loud growl the moment he spotted the restaurant.
"Whoooa…" he drooled. "I can smell the soup from here…"
But just as he stepped forward—
"AHHH! Oh no! Why here of all places?!"
The crew turned toward him in alarm.
"What's wrong now?" Nami asked.
Yosaku pointed with both trembling hands.
In the distance, a Marine warship approached fast—its sails catching the wind, the insignia of the Marines boldly stamped across its flag.
"It's the Marines!" Yosaku shouted. "What do they want here?!"
The crew tensed immediately.
Zoro's hand went to his sword.
Nami stepped forward with a frown. "Marines this close to Baratie? That's not normal…"
Luffy's expression lit up with curiosity. "You think they're here for lunch?"
"Marines?" Seryu echoed, brows furrowed. She hadn't heard of them before—not in her world.
Even Koro looked confused, head tilted.
Meanwhile, Johnny was already ducking behind a barrel. "Damn it… I knew we'd run into trouble eventually…"
He peeked out nervously. "I don't recognize that flag. Must be one of the newer divisions. So many rookies becoming pirates these days… First that brat 'Reo' —now this…"
As the warship docked, a small landing boat had already crossed the waters and reached the Baratie's front.
Footsteps echoed across the wooden walkway as a man stepped forward—lean, cocky, and radiating confidence. He had short pink hair, a scar across his cheek, and wore brass knuckles on both hands. Right behind him was a striking blonde woman—elegant, well-dressed, and far too calm for a Marine.
"We had to run into one sooner or later…" Shana muttered under her breath, eyes narrowing. "How annoying."
The man stopped at the front of the ship and scanned the crew lazily, unimpressed.
"…So," he said, voice dry. "Who's the captain of this trash heap?"
Luffy stepped forward without hesitation, eyes focused and expression serious.
"Me," he said. "I'm Monkey D. Luffy. And I'm gonna be the Pirate King."
Usopp immediately followed, standing tall beside him. "I'm the vice captain! Captain Usopp!"
Luffy nodded. "We made our flag yesterday."
"I painted it with my own hands," Usopp added proudly, puffing his chest.
There was a pause.
Nami and Shana stared at them blankly.
"…Two stooges," they muttered in unison.
The pink-haired Marine stared at them… and then smiled.
"You two are funny," he said with a grin.
"I'm Vice Admiral 'Iron Fist' Fullbody," the man declared with a smug tilt of his head. "And I must say, I'm surprised to see pirates docking here."
He casually adjusted one of his brass knuckles, posture relaxed but condescending.
"Then again… I suppose it makes sense. The Baratie is neutral—they serve both criminals and Marines without bias."
His gaze drifted past the Straw Hats… then locked onto two familiar figures in the back.
Johnny froze.
Yosaku, still wrapped in a towel, slowly tried to backpedal behind the mast.
Fullbody narrowed his eyes.
"…Those two. I know them."
He gave a low, mocking chuckle. "Johnny and Yosaku, right? Low-level bounty hunters. Looks like they've been captured by pirates. How pathetic."
"S-Shut up!" Johnny shouted, stepping forward despite his trembling knees. "Don't underestimate us! Together, we're an unstoppable force!"
"How… deplorable," Fullbody scoffed.
Behind him, the elegant blonde woman sighed. "Shouldn't we go now? I'm hungry."
"Of course, my lady," Fullbody said with an immediate bow and suave tone.
"You're deplorable!" Johnny shouted. "Look at all the pirates we've taken down!"
He scrambled into his bag and threw out a handful of wanted posters and bounty slips, letting them scatter across the deck.
But Fullbody had already turned his back, clearly done with the conversation.
He glanced at the Going Merry from over his shoulder, a sneer on his face.
"That hideous ship does not suit the presence of the heavenly Baratie."
He raised a hand toward his men.
"…Destroy it."
"Yes, sir!" the Marine soldiers saluted in unison.
They moved with practiced precision, loading up the cannons aboard the warship, all aimed at the Going Merry. Meanwhile, Vice Admiral Fullbody and the blonde woman boarded a small boat that would ferry them toward the Baratie.
He didn't spare the Straw Hats another glance.
"…He didn't even look at us," Johnny muttered, his shoulders sagging.
"Grr… What an arrogant attitude," Seryu growled, eyes narrowing. "He must be an enemy of justice!"
Behind them, Nami had knelt beside the scattered bounty papers Johnny had thrown. Her eyes scanned across them casually—until one made her fingers freeze.
A face. A name.
'Arlong.'
Her pupils shrank slightly.
"Are you impressed, Nami-aniki?" Johnny said proudly, completely oblivious to her change in expression. "We went after all those guys! Lost to most of 'em… and we didn't even find a lot. But that guy—Fullbody—he's just blowing smoke, y'know?"
"…"
Shana noticed. She turned her head slightly, chewing slowly on her melon bread. She saw the paper. Then saw Nami's face.
Her body was still.
Her eyes weren't.
"…Nami?"
No answer.
"…"
"What now!?" Usopp shouted, looking up in panic. "They're about to FIRE on us!"
Seryu clenched a fist. "We'll obliterate their ship in one strike!"
"FIRE!" a Marine yelled from the warship.
BOOM!
Cannonballs launched toward the Going Merry.
"Leave it to me!" Luffy shouted, stretching both arms far to either side.
"GOMU GOMU NO—!"
He caught the edges of the cannonball mid-air, flinging his body backward like a slingshot.
"PACHINKO!"
BOOM!
The cannonball snapped back—but missed the warship.
Instead, it soared over the sea and smashed directly into the rooftop of the Baratie with a loud crash.
Everyone went dead silent.
Luffy blinked.
"...Oops."
On the boat near the Baratie...
The blonde woman shaded her eyes and looked back toward the floating restaurant.
"…What happened?" she asked, her tone calm but mildly irritated. "Did it hit the vassal?"
Cut.
Inside Baratie, chaos had already erupted.
"Boss! Boss! Are you okay?!" a group of frantic chefs rushed to a collapsed figure on the upper floor, covered in light dust and debris.
Zeff—the legendary sea cook himself—slowly sat up, brushing off splinters from his chef's coat.
"I can't believe this!" one of the sous-chefs yelled. "Another hit to the roof?! That's the second one this week!"
"Quit your yappin', you morons," Zeff growled as he stood, adjusting his long braided mustache with a tug. "I'm well and alive. Now get your asses back in the kitchen before the customers starve."
"But sir! You're bleeding!"
"It's just a scratch!" Zeff barked. "Our job is to feed people, not faint at a bump on the head. You want to make me angry?"
The chefs stiffened. "N-No sir!"
As they scrambled, two of them dragged someone forward by the collar—
"Sir! This is the one responsible for the crash!"
It was Luffy, completely unconcerned and drooling at the sight of food trays as he was shoved in front of Zeff.
"Sorry about that, Mister!" Luffy said with a sheepish grin.
Then—
"AHHHH!" he pointed dramatically. "YOUR LEG! I TOOK YOUR LEG!"
"Moron."
WHAM!
Zeff delivered a brutal kick to Luffy's face—with his wooden leg—sending the rubber boy tumbling into the wall like a spring-loaded mop.
Meanwhile…
Back on the Going Merry, Johnny and Yosaku were doing their best to patch up parts of the ship with a hammer and a bucket of nails.
"Luffy's taking a while…"
"I hope they forgive Luffy-san for his accident," Seryu said with conviction, arms crossed. "Those egotistical men are the ones at fault—not Luffy-san! Justice is never wrong!"
Yosaku blinked. "I… I like your spirit."
Shana leaned against the rail, arms folded.
"Luffy did go willingly," she said calmly. "I think they'll see he meant no harm. All we can do now is wait."
Her gaze drifted to the side—to Nami, who sat nearby, pretending to watch the waves with a casual air. But her eyes were far away, locked in thought.
Shana frowned slightly.
That poster—Arlong—it had shaken her. Even now, Nami wore a fake smile, but her shoulders were too still… too tense.
"…Are you concerned about her?" came the voice of Alastor, softly glowing at Shana's side.
"Yes," she answered quietly.
Steam billowed through the air as pots clanged, ladles stirred, and chefs shouted over the sound of sizzling oil.
At the heart of the chaos, Sanji moved like a shadow—precise, elegant, and deadly focused as he garnished a soup bowl with a flick of parsley.
"Next batch, coming through!"
"Got it!" a cheerful voice called.
Po, wearing a slightly too-small apron and an even smaller waiter's hat, zipped across the floor with nine plates expertly balanced on his arms, shoulders, and even the top of his head.
He swerved past a swinging pan, ducked under a chef's elbow, and jumped over a spilled ladle without spilling a single drop.
One of the cooks blinked. "How the heck does he do that…?"
"Still don't get it myself," Sanji muttered, flipping a shrimp into the air and catching it in a sizzling pan. "Been a week, and he hasn't broken a single plate."
He paused, watching Po whirl out the door with a comical hum and perfectly upright tray.
"…He's got some serious moves for a guy that size."
"Panda style," one cook whispered.
Sanji lit a cigarette and smirked. "Whatever it is… I'll admit, it's impressive."
Inside the Baratie, the dining hall buzzed with chatter, clinking silverware, and the scent of gourmet dishes dancing through the air.
Seated at one of the finest tables, Vice Admiral Fullbody leaned back in his chair, his brass knuckles resting casually beside his wine glass. Beside him sat the elegant blonde woman, her posture poised and graceful.
"It's beautiful, isn't it?" he said, taking in the ambiance. "The more I visit, the richer the aroma becomes."
"A luxurious place like this," she replied with a small smile, "suits people of our caliber."
"Indeed."
Whispers echoed around the room.
"Hey… isn't that Vice Admiral Fullbody?"
"Wow! I didn't think someone like him would come here!"
"Hey, stop staring, Sis!"
"I can't help it! He's just so pretty!"
Fullbody caught wind of the whispers, smirking with self-satisfaction.
"They're going to make me blush," he said smugly.
The woman chuckled behind her hand. "It seems you're very popular today."
"Perhaps so…" he said, straightening his collar. "Though, in comparison to Monkey D. Garp, I'm still a small fry."
She giggled. "Humble, are we?"
But then, she tilted her head slightly, surveying the room.
"…Is it just me, or has there been a noticeable increase in children?"
Fullbody followed her gaze.
His brow furrowed. "You're right… There are quite a few. Hmph. I wonder why…"
And at that very moment… they got their answer.
"Po-san!"
"Mom, look! It's Po-san!"
"Po-saaaaan!"
Children from across the dining hall lit up like fireworks, pointing excitedly toward the kitchen doors.
"Huh?" Fullbody blinked, confused. "Wh—Who?"
The blonde woman looked up as well, slightly puzzled.
Then the doors burst open with a gust of steam and aroma—
—and in walked a fat panda, upright and smiling, balancing nine plates of food across his arms, shoulders, and even the top of his head.
"Order up!" Po chirped cheerfully as he zigzagged between tables with fluid motion, spinning once for flair before setting down the dishes without spilling a single drop.
Fullbody's jaw dropped.
"What the—!?"
He grabbed the edge of the table like he was seeing a hallucination.
"That's… that's a panda! A walking panda!"
"He's adorable!" the blonde woman said, smiling with delight.
"He's an abomination!" Fullbody snapped, still frozen.
Po, oblivious to the chaos, waved cheerfully at the kids. "Heya! Thanks for the warm welcome!"
"Po-san! Do that thing again!"
"Yeah! Do your thing!"
"I wanna see it too!"
A chorus of excited children gathered near the tables, eyes wide with anticipation, bouncing with energy.
Po turned with a grin, gently setting down the last plate.
"Alright, alright," he said, holding up his paws playfully. "There's enough awesome for everyone."
He struck a wide stance, cracking his knuckles with theatrical flair.
"But fair warning…" he said, pointing at the crowd of kids with both paws. "Keep your eyes peeled. I take no responsibility… if your brains explode from pure overawesomeness."
"Ooooooh!" the kids leaned in closer, captivated.
The adults looked at each other, confused. Fullbody, still locked in disbelief, twitched slightly.
The blonde woman leaned closer to Fullbody and whispered with a smirk, "I like him."
Fullbody muttered under his breath, "I don't."
"HIYAHH!"
Po spun in place and flung a plate skyward with a swift paw—then leapt and delivered a spinning kick that sent it soaring across the dining hall.
CLINK!
The dish landed perfectly on a table halfway across the room. No cracks. No spills. Just stunned silence.
Then—
"Whoa!"
"He kicked it onto the table!"
"My meat is still hot! How's that even possible?!"
Po grinned, cracking his neck.
"Oh, we're just getting started!"
He grabbed two trays, flipped them in the air, twirled through a spin, and launched them like frisbees—one ricocheting off a ceiling beam, the other sliding beneath a waiter's legs—and both landing perfectly at their destinations.
Plates spun, forks settled, napkins folded themselves from sheer momentum.
It was more than food service.
It was a performance.
Two final plates soared elegantly through the air and gently landed at Fullbody's table with a soft clink—one holding a perfectly crafted bowl of soup, the other a delicately balanced glass of wine.
Not a single drop spilled.
Fullbody's eye twitched.
The woman clapped softly, smiling. "He has style."
Cut.
Back in the kitchen, Sanji stirred a pot while watching through the window.
"I hope that idiot isn't playing with the food again…"
One of the chefs peeked out. "Nope. He's kicking the plates… perfectly."
Sanji clicked his tongue. "Tch. What a showoff."
Then, narrowing his eyes—
"…He better not be getting the ladies attention."
"Whoa! So cool!"
"No matter how many times I see it, it's still awesome!"
"I wanna learn Kung Fu too!"
"M-Maybe one day, sweetie…"
"I wanna be like the Dragon Warrior!"
Po smiled warmly at the cheering kids—until a sharp voice cut through the admiration.
"HEY!"
The dining hall fell silent for a moment.
Po turned.
There stood Vice Admiral Fullbody, arms crossed, face twitching with thinly veiled irritation.
"Where are the normal waiters?" he demanded. "And why the hell are you here?"
"Ohhh, that?" Po said, scratching his round belly. "Yeah, uh… they all quit yesterday."
He lifted a tray and spun it on one finger. "So I had to take care of everything myself. No more kitchen-duty prison for me—not after what happened."
"Left?" Fullbody asked, raising an eyebrow. "What kind of story is that?"
"I want to hear too!" one of the kids said, leaning forward.
Po struck a dramatic pose. "WELL THEN! Let me tell you the tale…"
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Fullbody suddenly burst into exaggerated laughter, interrupting. He glanced smugly at the chinese bear. .
"Tell me... Did they all leave because they couldn't stand you? I wouldn't blame them."
Po just looked confused. "Huh? No, dude. It was, like, a payment thing. They weren't getting enough, I guess."
He held up one hand. "I'm the highest-paid one now, and honestly, I don't even know what to do with the money. One guy—get this—he looked me dead in the eye, asked 'Can you cook?' and when I said 'not really,'…"
He paused for effect, then pointed out the window.
"He jumped. Straight out the window."
The room exploded in laughter.
Kids giggled. Adults chuckled. Even the cooks watching through the kitchen window were wheezing.
Po blinked innocently. "Still don't know if he's okay, by the way."
"Ha-ha-ha! The kids adore him, it seems!" the blonde woman said with a smile, dabbing her mouth with a napkin.
Fullbody's eye twitched. The laughter. The praise. The spotlight that wasn't on him.
He clenched his fist.
Then—BAM!
He slammed it into the table, shattering it completely. Dishes crashed to the ground, soup splashed across the floor, and gasps echoed through the room.
Cut.
In the kitchen, Sanji froze mid-chop.
"…I heard a sound," he said coldly, cigarette hanging from his lips. "A sound of soup… being wasted."
He wiped his hands, eyes narrowing.
"I'm gonna kill someone."
Cut.
Back in the dining hall, Po turned slowly, blinking at the soup puddle and broken dishes.
"Ohhh... Sanji is NOT gonna be happy about this." he said with a wince. "Wasting food? Not cool, dude. You're gonna clean that up, right?"
"SHUT UP!" Fullbody roared—and suddenly lunged forward, driving a punch straight into Po's belly.
The blonde woman closed her eyes.
Surely the panda would be sent flying.
But instead—
"Heeheehee! H-Hey! C-Come on man!" Po giggled, jiggling like jelly. "Tickle fight? How mature!"
"W-What…?"
"He nullified the punch with his roundness! Awesome!" a random kid shouted, eyes sparkling.
Fullbody, now red with fury, punched again. Same result.
"Stop it! Haha! T-That really tickles!"
"W-What the hell…" Fullbody took a step back, shaken.
And then—
He charged.
With everything he had, he launched a full-force uppercut into Po's belly.
Po's eyes widened. This time, he didn't giggle.
The impact echoed across the dining hall.
Then…
BANG.
A shockwave pulsed from Po's belly, sending Fullbody flying backward like a cannonball—his teeth practically exploding out of his mouth—crashing through the main entrance and soaring out into the open sea.
A moment of silence.
Po looked at the gaping hole in the wall, then at everyone else, nervously rubbing the back of his neck.
"Uhh… That was not intentional. I'm sure he's fine!"
"AWESOMEEEE!" the kids cheered in unison.
Cut.
"Huh? Who's that guy floating out there?" Usopp asked, peeking from the ship.
"…Isn't that the vice admiral who tried to sink us earlier?" Nami said, unimpressed. "Looks like someone roughed him up."
Seryu crossed her arms. "Serves him right."
In the ocean, Fullbody sputtered and flailed, saltwater in his eyes, hair soaked.
"W-What is that thing?! A panda that fights kung fu?! How is it so strong?!"
Suddenly, footsteps echoed from inside Baratie.
Sanji stepped onto the scene, his hands in his pockets.
"Hey, Po…" he said calmly. "What's going on out here?"
Po turned toward him. "Oh, hey Sanji. Just a bit of a spilled soup situation."
Sanji's cigarette twitched.
He slowly walked over, then knelt beside the puddle of spilled soup like he was mourning the dead.
"…This was the lobster bisque…"
He turned his head slightly toward the large hole in the wall. His gaze locked onto the soaked, battered Fullbody still floating awkwardly in the water.
"He did this?"
"Yup," Po nodded. "Kind of punched me and, well… bounce back situation. Classic accident."
Sanji exhaled a cloud of smoke.
"Just a second," he said softly. "Can't let him drown…"
He stepped outside.
We don't see what happens next—
—but a series of loud noises followed: THWACK! BAM! WHAM!
CRACK! SMACK! SMASH!
Inside the restaurant, guests froze in silence as muffled screams echoed back through the entrance.
Sanji stepped back into the restaurant, dragging something behind him.
It was Vice Admiral Fullbody—bleeding, bruised, and barely conscious, his once-pristine coat now soaked and torn.
Sanji let go of him with a thud.
"I spent three days straight working on that soup," he said coldly, cigarette smoldering. "If you can't handle hot food… order something else next time."
He adjusted his tie.
"Trash."
Without another word, Sanji turned and walked away, the sound of his shoes echoing sharply through the stunned silence of the restaurant.
"AWESOMEEEE!" the kids screamed, eyes sparkling.
Po leaned over Fullbody with a sheepish grin. "Sooo… You're gonna clean that up, right?"
Fullbody stirred slightly.
"H-Huh…?"
He blinked blearily—and then his eyes widened in terror.
In his blurred vision, Sanji stood in one corner, fire behind him, arms crossed, eyes glowing with culinary judgment. Po stood in the other, plates balanced effortlessly on his arms, his smiling face radiating an almost divine energy of justice and softness.
To Fullbody, they looked like gods of the kitchen and combat.
"YY-YES!" he suddenly squealed, leaping to his feet despite his injuries. "OF COURSE! I'LL CLEAN IT UP RIGHT AWAY!"
He rushed to grab a mop, stumbling over chairs and crawling across the floor in a panic.
The children applauded again. "Even bad guys become good when Po-san's around!"
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 15: 'Dragon warrior!? Enter Gin, the demon!'
Chapter Text
Cut.
“Ughh, I can’t hold it back any longer…!” a random customer muttered, hunched over as he shuffled toward the restroom, hand clamped desperately at his side.
But just as he reached the door—
He froze.
A strange voice echoed from inside, half-sung, half-chanted:
- “The customer is always right! The customer is always right!
- Every day I live to serve, serve, serve without stopping!
- The restaurant is a god, the customers are the earth!
- Cheapskates get out—but if you’ve got ten thousand berries, feel free!”
The restroom door burst open—
SLAM!
And out stepped a towering, burly cook with a huge grin, a thick stubble beard, and shiny green bald head gleaming under the lights. His meaty arms glistened with soap bubbles, an apron tied messily over his chest.
“Oh! Hello, Common Customer!” he boomed, waving like they were old friends.
The poor man just stared, legs crossed in agony.
The burly cook walked past him, singing the same phrase like it was his personal theme song:
“The customer is always right! The customer is always right!…”
He strutted into the dining area—
And stopped dead.
There, in the middle of the floor, was Fullbody, bruised and beaten, on his hands and knees furiously scrubbing up spilled soup while Po supervised with a goofy grin.
The burly cook scratched his chin, utterly unfazed by the absurdity.
“Uh? Hey, Sanji!” he called, voice booming like a drum. “Since when do we have a janitor?”
Sanji, arms crossed as he leaned on the counter, didn’t even look back.
“Who knows,” he lied smoothly, cigarette dangling from his lips. “Maybe we’re hiring.”
Po gave the burly man a thumbs-up. “Hey! Love the song, dude.”
At the front door, the Straw Hats watched through the open entrance, wide-eyed at the scene inside.
“T-They… beat up a Marine lieutenant…” Usopp stammered, sweat beading on his forehead.
“And now they’ve got him cleaning soup like a janitor?”
Shana crossed her arms, deadpan. “Seems about right to me.”
“These guys…” Nami blinked. “Are they even crazier than us? Are they like… pirates?”
Before anyone could answer—
BAM!!
Two bodies came crashing down from the upper floor—Zeff and Luffy—colliding with the floorboards in a burst of dust and splinters.
“AHHHHHHH!!”
DUST.
Sanji froze mid-step, staring. “Huh? Old fart?”
“Boss!” Po gasped, rushing over. “You okay?!”
Zeff groaned, propping himself up with his one good leg. “Ugh… Damn it. My roof… You broke my roof, you brat.”
“It wasn’t me!” Luffy barked back, comically pointing. “You broke the ground with that stupid kick!”
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At the side, Fullbody’s eyes darted, an idea flashing through his swollen face.
‘That must be their boss! Perfect! I’ll report how I was treated by these two monsters… I’ll get them FIRED!!’
He forced a trembling smile and crawled toward Zeff.
“Hey—Sir! Listen! These—”
Zeff squinted at him. “You new here?”
“Uh—yes! Wait—no! I’ve been—”
Zeff’s eyes glinted. “WE DON’T HIRE OFFICIALS OF THE MARINE.”
WHAM!!
Zeff pivoted and kicked Fullbody straight into the wall with his wooden leg—so hard that plates rattled on the tables.
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The Straw Hats flinched in unison.
“Holy crap.” Usopp whispered.
“I like this place,” Luffy said, still lying on the floor, grinning through the dust.
Zeff glared down at Sanji through the lingering dust cloud.
“Hey, you brat. What’re you doing loitering out here? Get back in the kitchen before these people starve to death!”
Sanji flicked his cigarette ash, dead-eyed.
“Shut up, you old fart. I was leaving anyway—I just finished some very important business.”
He jerked his chin at Fullbody, still moaning against the wall.
Zeff snorted. “And you too, Patty!”
“Of course, Sir!” said the burly cook with the shining green head—now clearly Patty—giving a crisp salute. He turned to Po with a grin.
“Treat the customers with love, Po! And if they don’t pay—kick ‘em out with your panda foot!”
“R-Right… Y-Yeah, sure thing…” Po stammered, glancing at Fullbody himself up with a pitiful groan. His inner monologue rattled like a dying engine.
‘Damn it… What is up with these people?! Even the manager kicked me across the room! I’m a Lieutenant—I have to get out of here… I need to esca—’
“Lieutenant Fullbody!!” a voice barked.
Fullbody flinched so hard he bit his tongue. A young Marine, pale and panting, appeared at the door, saluting frantically.
“W-What now?!” Fullbody hissed, spit dribbling down his chin.
The Marine was trembling. “S-Sir! One of the Krieg Pirates… has escaped!! He’s gone!”
Fullbody’s eyes bulged.
“Krieg…?!”
A single bead of sweat rolled down his battered forehead.
“He just killed six of our men!!” the Marine blurted, voice shaking.
“What!?!” Fullbody roared, grabbing the trembling soldier by the collar. “But that’s impossible! They were completely weakened after going three days without food! There’s no way they could—Who gave him food?!”
The Marine’s eyes darted nervously. “It was the—AHHH!!”
BANG!!
The sound cracked through the dining hall like a thunderclap.
The Marine’s eyes rolled back as he collapsed to the floor—blood seeping into the expensive carpet.
The chatter of customers instantly turned to terrified silence. Dishes rattled as people pushed back from their tables, pale and frozen.
A single pair of heavy footsteps echoed from the shadows of the hallway.
Out of the darkness stepped a tall, gaunt man with a ragged headband and sunken eyes that glowed with a cruel emptiness. His pistol smoked faintly in his hand.
His presence alone made the air colder.
Murmurs rippled through the crowd—some people gasped in horror, others trembled in recognition.
“I-It’s him…”
“That’s Gin…”
“Gin the Demon! Krieg’s right-hand man!”
Zeff’s brows furrowed. Patty and the other cooks stiffened, knives subtly at the ready.
Po instinctively shielded a few kids behind him, his ears flicking in disbelief.
Gin’s eyes scanned the restaurant, landing on the dead Marine like he was no more than a splattered fly.
With that same dead stare, he cocked his pistol and spoke, voice low and hoarse:
“Anyone who stands between me… and my Captain’s revival… dies.”
A thick silence hung in the air—broken only by the slow click of Gin’s pistol shifting in his grip.
Then—
“Hello, regular customer! Make yourself at home!”
Patty’s booming voice cut through the tension like a meat cleaver, his massive grin stretching ear to ear as he stomped forward, fists on his hips.
Gin’s dead eyes twitched.
"I'm gonna make this clear: I want food.”
At the back, Luffy watched with a childlike glimmer in his eyes.
“…He’s gonna kill him…” Fullbody croaked, pressing himself against a wall like a cockroach.
“Patty! Don’t get close to this criminal!” someone hissed.
Patty just leaned forward, ignoring the frightened gasps around him.
“Relax, relax! Now then… How do you want to pay?”
Gin’s answer was the cold click of his pistol cocking right between Patty’s eyes.
“How about a bullet?”
Patty’s smile vanished—replaced by a dangerous glint behind his round eyes.
“I see. You’re a tightwad, huh? SNACKWALKERS ARE NOT CUSTOMERS!!”
He swung his giant fist downward in a flash—SMASH!!—slamming the pistol to the floor so hard the entire chair Gin sat on cracked in half.
“Damn it, Patty! You broke another chair…” a random cook groaned.
“You thought you could get away with eating for free!? You thought wrong!”
Patty’s massive fist crashed down on Gin’s head, rattling the plates on nearby tables.
Gin’s stomach answered with a loud, pitiful grumble.
The whole kitchen fell silent at the sound.
Patty squinted. “Oh, I see… you’re quite hungry, huh?”
Gin’s hollow eyes flared with stubborn defiance. “Shut up! I ain’t hungry. Just give me the damn food already.”
Patty’s grin turned savage. “No, sir!!”
THWACK! Another meaty punch landed in Gin’s gut, folding him over like a ragdoll.
“Yeah! Go get ‘im, Patty!”
“Show him what’s up!” the other cooks cheered, fists pumping.
Sanji stood at the back, leaning against the counter, cigarette burning low. He said nothing — just watched Patty’s fists pound into Gin’s ribcage again and again. He flicked a bit of ash into the sink, his eyes unreadable.
“Get outta here!” a random cook barked, giving Gin one last shove toward the door.
Meanwhile, up on the walkway, Zeff watched the whole ruckus with narrowed eyes. He spotted Sanji slip out of the kitchen, moving like a ghost through the chaos.
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(Cut.)
Zeff, ever the hawk, crept down the narrow hallway, following his wayward sous-chef. He paused behind a half-open pantry door.
Inside, the faint clatter of utensils echoed as Sanji stood alone — sleeves rolled up, hair falling in his eyes. He carefully laid out fresh ingredients on the counter: half a loaf of bread, steaming soup, tender meat, and a clean plate.
Zeff’s eyes softened — but only for a second. His mustache twitched with an old memory.
Sanji, with that same quiet defiance, was about to do the one thing no one else here would.
“Enough… Enough…”
Fullbody’s voice was barely a croak as he crawled along the floor, one arm dragging behind him. His uniform was torn, his pride in tatters.
“This place… is a madhouse for cooks… I’m getting the hell out of here. I’m never stepping foot in here again…”
He staggered past the still body of the fallen Marine, not even sparing him a glance.
Back inside, Patty dusted off his apron and spun around like a showman in a circus.
“Alright, everyone! Please continue with your meals! Sorry for the distraction!”
He struck a ridiculous ballerina pose, one leg up, arms out — teeth gleaming.
The entire dining room paused… then, as if nothing happened, plates clinked and conversation slowly resumed. Even the kids just shrugged it off and went back to laughing with Po.
Patty hoisted Gin’s limp form up by the collar with one hand, completely unfazed by his weight.
“Don’t forget what I told you, Po!”
Po, balancing plates on his head like it was normal, sighed with a little sweat drop. “Yeah, yeah… I got it, boss.”
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(Cut.)
Outside, Patty dumped Gin’s half-conscious body right on the cold stone dock.
“And don’t come back here!” he barked, wiping his hands dramatically.
Patty stomped back inside, slamming the door behind him. The distant sound of plates clinking and laughter drifted through the cracks.
For a moment, it was dead silent under the moonlight.
Then, slowly, Gin’s eyes fluttered open. He braced himself on trembling arms, pushing his battered body up.
His breath came in ragged, furious gasps — that cruel glint returning to his eyes.
“Damn it…” he rasped, wiping blood from his mouth.
His fists tightened until his knuckles turned white.
“How dare he…”
“Hey, Bandana guy!”
“Huh?” Gin looked up through strands of dirty hair — his bruised eyes met Luffy’s grin as the pirate peered down at him from the dock.
“You hungry?” Luffy asked, head tilted like he was studying an animal at the zoo.
Gin’s jaw clenched. “Mind your own business. I’m fine.”
Luffy didn’t argue. He just turned and stared off at the horizon like the question had never happened.
Clink. Gin flinched at the sudden sound of a plate.
He cracked one eye open — and froze.
A steaming plate of fresh bread, tender meat, and warm soup sat right in front of him, balanced on the stone.
His gaze flicked up.
There was Sanji, crouched calmly just a few feet away — cigarette burning low, eyes half-lidded and calm as still water. He didn’t look like he was there to pity anyone.
“Eat it.”
Gin’s throat bobbed. “Huh?” He scoffed, turning his head away.
“Shut up. Go away. Accepting handouts is more humiliating than being beaten in the street. I don’t want it.”
Sanji just leaned back on his heels, exhaling a thin wisp of smoke.
“Shut up and eat already. It’s gonna get cold.”
Gin’s fists dug into the dirt — the warm scent of broth and bread pulling at every nerve in his starving gut. He shuddered but forced out a growl:
“That guy in there… he can say whatever he wants. But for me? A hungry man without money has no right to eat…”
Sanji tapped the ash from his cigarette, his tone soft but unyielding.
“Doesn’t matter. For me — a hungry customer is always a customer.”
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Sanji flicked his lighter closed, voice low but clear against the crashing waves.
“Life’s pretty cruel, isn’t it?”
Gin’s hand froze halfway to his mouth.
“It’s hard to live without food. Without water.”
Gin growled, trying to scoff — but his cracked lips quivered.
“Huh…?”
Sanji’s eyes were half-hidden under his fringe as he looked Gin dead in the face.
“I know what it’s like to be starving.”
—Tsk! Gin’s shoulders twitched, like the words struck a bruise deeper than his battered ribs.
“Honestly, if you insist on dying with your pride, then go ahead. But…”
A thin swirl of smoke drifted past Sanji’s calm expression.
“If you eat now, you’ll have the strength to fight tomorrow. Doesn’t that sound better than rotting here?”
Gin’s eyes were hidden in shadow — then they trembled. His breathing hitched.
He lunged at the plate, clutching it like a lifeline. Without another word, he devoured every scrap — soup spilling down his chin, tears carving clean lines through the dirt on his face.
“This is… delicious…” Gin choked out between ragged bites.
“It’s so good… I thought I was gonna die out there… I was hopeless…!!”
He buried his face in his hands, sobbing and chewing at the same time.
Sanji watched him quietly, the corner of his mouth tilting up just a little.
“Is it good?”
“Y-Yes! It’s delicious… Too tasty… It’s the best thing I’ve eaten in my whole life…!”
Sanji’s eyes softened.
“I thought as much…”
The ocean breeze carried the smell of warm broth as Gin’s tears fell into his empty bowl.
Meanwhile, up on the rail above, Luffy leaned on the mast — grinning like he’d just found treasure.
“Looks like we’ve found our cook…” he murmured to himself.
“How lucky for you!” Luffy suddenly yelled from above, grinning wide enough to split his face.
Gin froze mid-bite, startled by the shout.
“If he hadn’t come, you’d be dead! Hey, Cook!” Luffy leaned further over the rail, pointing right at Sanji.
“What do you think about joining my pirate crew, huh?”
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(Cut.)
Inside the Baratie’s dining hall, the Straw Hats were now gathered around one of the bigger tables — the Going Merry safely docked outside.
Shana leaned back with her arms folded, giving Usopp and Seryu a look that said she was already tired of this conversation.
“I already told you it’s fine for you to be here. How many times do I have to repeat it? No one’s gonna steal our ship while we’re eating.”
Usopp looked embarrassed, scratching his head. Beside him, Seryu fidgeted with her gauntlet, her cheeks pink.
“W-Well… since you insist… I suppose I can eat with everyone then!”
The clatter of dishes and the smell of freshly grilled fish drifted in from the kitchen.
The Straw Hats sat clustered around the table, plates empty and anticipation high.
“Can you believe how huge the portions are here?” Nami asked, leaning forward. “We haven’t even gotten our food yet and I’m already full.”
Seryu, still wearing her armor, tapped her gauntlet. “I just hope it’s nutritious. We need energy to stay alert.”
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Suddenly, the dining hall hush fell to a whisper as “Coming through!” rang out.
The doors swung open—and in marched Po, towering over everyone, balancing seven steaming plates in one paw and five in the other, plus one teetering on his head.
“Order up!” Po called with a wide grin, stepping between tables without a single spill.
Every Straw Hat’s jaw dropped.
“W-What the—?” Usopp stammered.
“A panda… waiter?” Zoro said, brow furrowed.
Shana blinked. “Is that… normal here?”
Seryu just stared, mouth half-open. “So this is Baratie hospitality…”
Po set each plate down with perfect precision, then gave a little bow.
“Enjoy!” he said cheerily.
Nami and Usopp nearly fell backward off their chairs.
“W-W-W-WHAT!?!” they yelled in unison, pointing dramatically at Po as he adjusted a soup bowl with surprising elegance for a bear.
“That’s a panda— walking around like a man!?!” Usopp sputtered, eyes bulging.
Nami slammed her palms on the table. “Do you see this!? Am I dreaming!? There’s no way this is normal!”
Po just blinked, his big round face full of innocence.
“What? You’ve never seen a professional panda waiter before?” he asked, genuinely puzzled. He leaned closer, whispering like it was a big secret:
“I’m also the Dragon Warrior. Cool, right?”
Shana lowered her melon bread and let out a tiny sigh, a single bead of sweat sliding down her temple. ‘…This world is almost fascinating with how stupid it can get.’ She thought, her face flat with disbelief.
Zoro just raised an eyebrow.
“Eh. As long as the food’s good.”
He picked up his chopsticks, completely unfazed.
Somewhere else…
The Baratie’s kitchen was pure chaos — pans clanged, knives flew through the air, and half the cooks were yelling at each other while the other half tried to dodge the fistfights.
In the middle of it all, Luffy stood there with a goofy grin, sleeves rolled up, “helping” — which mostly meant standing next to the sink with a mountain of broken dishes at his feet.
A grumpy sous chef finally turned and barked,
“Hey! Straw Hat! Are you washing those plates or breaking them!?”
Luffy held up two halves of a shattered ceramic bowl, water dripping from his hands.
“Uhhh… sorry? I thought I was cleaning them…”
He scratched his head, completely unbothered.
“My bad!”
“Your bad!?” the cook roared. “Out! Out! Go do anything else! Wipe the counters! Sweep the floors! Just don’t touch the plates!”
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Moments later, Luffy was “cleaning” near the serving area, broom in hand — but instead of sweeping, he crouched near a steaming dish waiting to be taken out.
His eyes sparkled at the sight of the delicious meat.
He looked left, right — no one was watching.
“Just a taste…”
He grabbed a big chunk and chomped down happily.
A passing cook caught him mid-bite, jaw dropping.
“HEY! That was for a customer!!”
Luffy just shrugged, talking with his mouth full.
“Sorry! It looked really good!”
The kitchen descended into more chaos — plates flying, insults hurled, and in the middle of it all, Luffy stood there, licking his fingers like he’d done absolutely nothing wrong.
Luffy, still rubbing the red mark on his face, stumbled back to the sink — only to slip on a stray puddle of soup.
“W-Whoaa—!”
He crashed face-first onto the rim of a boiling pot.
“AHHHHH!!! HOT!! HOT!! HOT!!!”
Like a startled monkey, he jumped up and down, steam rising off his nose while he smashed into other cooks left and right. Pots clanged, plates shattered, and a cascade of soup splashed across the floor.
“WHO THE HELL CALLED DISASTER BOY INTO MY KITCHEN!?” one of the chefs Carné screamed, hurling a ladle at him.
Luffy yelped and started bobbing and weaving, narrowly dodging food scraps, knives, and a stray cabbage.
He laughed even as he ducked.
“Hey! You guys are good at aiming! Wahhh!”
A tomato exploded on the back of his head.
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(Cut.)
Finally, Patty — teeth clenched, a giant vein pulsing on his forehead — shoved open the swinging doors and booted Luffy out with a single kick.
“That’s it! Out! Let’s see if you can handle literally the simplest job possible!” Patty barked, his foot still raised in the air.
He thrust an order pad into Luffy’s hands.
“Go take orders! Talk to the customers! Just don’t breathe near the kitchen!”
Luffy sat on the floor, stars spinning around his head.
He held the tiny pencil with a blank stare, then scratched his nose with it.
“I didn’t know cooking was so hard…”
Luffy stomped down the stairs, still pouting and rubbing his poor, scalded nose. He could hear a chorus of excited kids squealing from somewhere deeper in the dining hall — but he had no clue what that was about.
Then he spotted them.
At a cozy table tucked near the big round window, his crew sat crowded together, plates stacked high with fresh seafood, fried rice, and steaming bowls of soup. Nami and Usopp looked frozen mid-bite. Seryu was clapping for Po, who was performing some goofy trick for the kids at a nearby table.
Zoro leaned back in his chair, arms crossed, the picture of smug satisfaction.
“Hey! Luffy! There you are!” Usopp said, still pale.
“I was wondering what the cooks made you do.”
Luffy pointed an accusing finger at them all.
“Huh!? Guys! What the hell is this?! I’m upstairs breaking my face open on boiling pots while you guys eat like kings! I’m so jealous…”
His eyes darted around the table — fresh crab legs, sweet fruit, rice piled like mountains…
He froze when he spotted Nami and Usopp’s vacant expressions.
“What happened to them?” Luffy asked suspiciously.
Shana didn’t even glance up from her melon bread.
“They witnessed… a ‘Pandemonium’. It’s best not to ask.”
Zoro gave his captain a lazy grin, lifting his cup.
“The food here’s delicious, Luffy. You should try it. Nothing beats a full stomach before a fight.”
Luffy’s lips curled into an impish grin. He pretended to scratch his nose… then flicked a tiny green booger right into Zoro’s cup when no one was looking.
“Bugger for you!” Luffy snickered, puffing out his chest proudly.
Zoro took a sip.
oblivious.
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“You know, Luffy…” Zoro began, voice calm and casual, swirling the liquid around as if inspecting water.
Luffy’s grin stiffened.
When the cup finally reached Zoro’s mouth, time seemed to pause. Usopp leaned back, waiting for disaster. Nami peeked through her fingers.
And then—
“AS IF I’D FALL FOR SOMETHING LIKE THAT!!”
Zoro snapped, grabbing Luffy by the back of the neck and jamming the entire cup into his captain’s mouth in one swift motion.
“AHHHH!! EYYY! HOW DISGUSTING!! HOW DISGUSTING!!!” Luffy gagged dramatically, flailing around as he half-suffocated on his own prank. He rolled on the floor, face red and eyes watering.
Shana pinched the bridge of her nose, expression flat.
“Can you please not… in front of everyone else? Just once?” She shot a death glare at the two idiots.
“Being around you embarrasses me.”
Nami and Usopp sweatdropped in unison, nodding.
Meanwhile, Po expertly balanced a tray on one paw, watching the fiasco from across the room. He leaned to Sanji, who was serving at the next table.
“Are they always like this?” Po asked.
Sanji lit his cigarette and shrugged, his smile a mix of annoyance and amusement.
“Those guys? They’re the worst. Don’t lump me in with ‘em.”
He turned back to his customer, muttering under his breath as he adjusted his tie.
“...Damn weirdos.”
"!?" Sanji then spotted. Two girl- No. Two beauties!
spotted the two girls at the table. Nami’s orange hair caught the light — and right next to her, Seryu’s knight-like armor shimmered like some romantic daydream.
The man in front of him coughed.
“Uh… sir? My glass?”
“You can pour it yourself.” Sanji said flatly — handing him the entire wine bottle without sparing a glance. In a blink, he was gone.
Po watched him vanish in a swirl of smoke — or maybe that was just in his head.
“Here we go again…” the panda sighed, balancing three trays like nothing happened.
A heartbeat later, Sanji reappeared beside Nami and Seryu’s table. He dropped to one knee so dramatically that half the dining hall turned to stare.
“Ahhh, my two radiant goddesses!” Sanji began, his voice dripping with poetic exaggeration as he flicked his hair back, hearts practically popping out of his eyes.
“What cruel fate has befallen me to witness two angels dining side by side?! To see beauty so devastating, one would think the ocean itself weeps in jealousy!”
Nami blinked once. Seryu tilted her head slightly, gears turning behind her big, justice-filled eyes.
“Umm…” Nami mumbled.
“Are you speaking to us?” Seryu asked innocently.
Sanji clutched his chest, pretending to swoon.
“Of course, fair maidens! To deny your beauty would be to deny the sun’s light! Allow me, your humble servant, to bring you delicacies that shall rival the feast of gods!”
They just stared. Somewhere behind him, Po’s ears drooped.
“He does this every time…” the panda muttered under his breath.
“Sanji.”
The voice cut through Sanji’s flowery monologue like a knife. A heavy silence fell over the table as Zeff, the old man with the iron will and the wooden leg, loomed behind him.
Sanji’s eye twitched.
“…Tch. Damn it. The old man again.” He turned his head slightly, pretending to scratch his chin, but everyone could see the bead of sweat rolling down his face.
Zeff didn’t even blink. He leaned forward, his long mustache shifting as he spoke.
“Hey, Sanji. Listen good — this is your chance. Go to sea with these idiots. We don’t want you cluttering up this restaurant anymore.”
The crew exchanged looks. Shana raised an eyebrow. Usopp and Nami froze with half-eaten bites. Even Po, who’d been wiping a plate with one paw, leaned forward.
Sanji’s jaw tightened.
“Grrr… Shut it, old fart. There’s no way in hell I’m leaving. You’re the one running your mouth again!” He snapped back, eyes blazing.
“I’m not going anywhere! This is my kitchen!”
“Wait— leave?!” Po suddenly stepped forward, eyes wide with worry. His tray slipped a bit before he caught it again.
“Sanji! Since when are you leaving?! You can’t just ditch us like that! Who’s gonna cook for me— I mean, for everyone?!”
Sanji shot him a glare.
“Shut up, fat guy! Who asked you?!” He growled, deflecting the question as he crossed his arms.
“No one’s leaving. He’s making things up!”
But before anyone could press him, Luffy’s eyes locked onto Po — and his face froze mid-grin.
He pointed, finger trembling with excitement.
“…It’s… It’s…”
“Huh?”
Sanji blinked, glancing between Luffy and the big panda now awkwardly holding his tray.
“Luffy?” Nami leaned forward, puzzled.
Shana narrowed her eyes, trying to read Luffy’s expression.
Even Po tilted his head, ears twitching nervously.
A subtle camera focus closed in on each Straw Hat’s reaction — Usopp’s mouth slightly agape, Zoro looking genuinely concerned (for once), and Seryu clasping her hands as if ready to administer first aid.
“He hasn’t seen the panda yet, right?” Usopp whispered.
“Maybe his brain short-circuited…” Shana said dryly.
Po sweatdropped, waving a paw. “Hey, kid? You good? You’re scaring me—”
But Luffy’s eyes were glistening, fists clenched in pure childlike wonder. He sucked in a deep breath, his grin stretching impossibly wide.
“So… So…”
The tension held for one long, absurd second.
“…So…?!” The crew leaned in.
And then—
“SOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO COOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOL!!!”
Luffy’s yell practically blew everyone’s hair back, his arms flailing wildly as he jumped up and down like an overexcited kid in a candy store.
Nami and Usopp nearly fell off their seats.
“WHAT!?” They both shrieked in unison.
Po blinked. “H-Huh? You think I’m cool?”
Luffy was practically vibrating.
“A PANDA!! A PANDA THAT CAN WALK AROUND!! THIS RESTAURANT IS THE BEST PLACE EVER!!”
Shana facepalmed.
“…This world… is truly… idiotic…” she muttered, but even she cracked the tiniest amused smirk.
Po blinked several times, clearly baffled. Sure, he was used to children squealing over him back at the Valley of Peace — but Tennag- wait
Teenagers?
Adults?
Whatever age this straw-hatted boy was. It was beyond weird.
The rest of the Straw Hats stared, equally stunned at Luffy bouncing around like he’d just discovered treasure. Even Usopp had no witty comeback for once.
Luffy leaned in so close he was practically nose-to-nose with the panda.
“You’re so awesome!! A walking, talking panda — do you fight too!? Are you like a… like a panda warrior or something!?”
Po scratched his cheek sheepishly.
“Well, actually… Yeah! I’m the Dragon Warrior!” He struck a tiny pose, earning a few gasps — mostly from Luffy.
“Dragon… Warrior?” Zoro raised a brow, dubious.
Seryu clutched her hands together, tilting her head. “Does that mean you fight with the power of dragons?”
Nami just slapped her forehead. “Are we seriously listening to this?!”
But it was Shana who snapped.
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She slammed her hands on the table, a vein throbbing on her forehead.
“That’s it! A fat panda… claiming to be a master of Kung Fu? This world is testing my sanity!”
Po puffed up his chest proudly. “Hey! I’ll have you know, I defeated Tai Lung — a really, really scary guy."
The crew collectively sweatdropped.
“Is he for real…?” Usopp whispered.
Luffy was shaking with excitement. “Prove it!! Hey, hey — Po! Show me a punch! Do one of your Kung Fu moves! PLEASE!!”
Po scratched his head again, then spotted an empty plate in his paws. He flashed Luffy a grin.
“Alright, alright — watch this.”
He adjusted his stance dramatically — a few children nearby peeked around the corner, recognizing that gleam in Po’s eyes. He pulled back his chubby paw, then—
“HIYAHH!!”
He delivered a swift, clean punch that sent the plate sailing across the dining room in a perfect arc.
CLINK! It landed neatly on a table near a stunned customer, not even a drop of soup spilled.
A second of stunned silence — and then—
“WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOAAAHHH!!” Luffy’s eyes practically turned into stars.
Even Zoro looked begrudgingly impressed.
Seryu clapped excitedly.
Shana, meanwhile, was frozen, her eye twitching.
“This world is a joke,” she muttered under her breath, as Luffy launched into a frenzy of questions about Kung Fu, panda secret moves, and whether Po could teach him how to punch plates too.
Usopp was the first to break the stunned silence — and he did so by dramatically pushing himself away from the table.
“Alright! I’m calling it — I’m withdrawing! Nope! I’m done! If the first island has talking pandas doing plate-kicking Kung Fu, I don’t even want to know what the Grand Line has!”
Nami crossed her arms, eyes narrowed but her lip twitched like she agreed.
“He has a point. I’m used to weird, but this? This is beyond weird.”
Shana sat rigid, eyes blank and twitching. She didn’t even touch her melon bread for once.
“I refuse… to acknowledge this reality…” she muttered, her eye giving the slightest tic.
Meanwhile, Zeff leaned back by the kitchen door, one brow raised in mild amusement as he watched the commotion.
Sanji, polishing off a dish, simply scoffed under his breath.
“What a circus…” he said, though the corner of his mouth curled up.
Po, meanwhile, was laughing awkwardly, scratching behind his ear as Luffy bounced around him in circles like an overexcited kid at a festival.
“Man! It’s not fair!” Luffy shouted, eyes gleaming like stars. “You’re strong! You know Kung Fu — AND you’re a panda! That’s like… triple awesome! Hey!"
Luffy suddenly leaned forward, so close he was practically nose-to-nose again with the flustered panda.
“Join my crew!! Be our Kung Fu Panda pirate!!”
The table went dead silent. Usopp froze mid-pack with his bag halfway over his shoulder.
Nami’s mouth fell open.
Shana looked like her brain had just left the building.
Sanji and Zeff exchanged a glance, both unimpressed but secretly curious.
Po blinked.
“Wait — huh?” He pointed at himself with a dumpling still in paw. “Join… your pirate crew? Me?”
Luffy nodded so hard his hat almost flew off. “Yeah!! It’ll be awesome! You’ll be our official Kung Fu Panda pirate! You can kick people, throw plates — and you can be my Kung Fu teacher too!!”
Po looked down at his half-finished meal, then back at Luffy’s sparkling grin.
“Uh… well… That’s… that’s…"
He rubbed his belly, baffled and a little bit tempted, the idea clearly rattling around his brain.
Po turned halfway, glancing over his furry shoulder at Zeff like a kid seeking permission to go out and play.
“Uh… Boss…? You’re okay with that?”
Zeff snorted through his mustache braid, crossing his arms like an old lion eyeing a bunch of rowdy cubs.
“I don’t care either way. If you wanna go, go. We’re not a zoo.”
His voice was dry, but there was a glint of something approving in his eyes.
“W-WHAAAT!? Does that mean—?!” Usopp nearly choked on his food, eyes bugging out.
Nami smacked her forehead.
Shana just buried her face in her melon bread.
“YEAHHHH!! AWESOME!! WE HAVE A PANDA PIRATE NOW!!” Luffy whooped, throwing his fists into the air like he’d just won a festival prize.
Zeff raised a brow, cutting him off with a pointed finger.
“…As long as he wishes to stay in your place.”
Luffy froze mid-celebration.
“Huh? Wait… What do you mean, old man? I still can’t leave!?”
Zeff’s eyes flashed like knives.
“You forgot, didn’t you, idiot captain? You broke my roof. Accident or not, you’re paying it off — one year, minimum.”
“A year?! But my crewmates won’t wanna wait around for me! Right, Sanji? Back me up—!”
He whipped around to Sanji for backup.
Sanji was lazily lighting a cigarette, waving him off.
“Honestly, I couldn’t care either wa—”
Mid-sentence, his eyes went wide as the implications hit him like a frying pan.
“WAIT! Don’t drag me into this! I’m not your— I’m not going with you— I’m not your roommate!!”
“Hold up, Sanji! You’re gonna go with them?!” Po asked, fur bristling with sudden excitement, giant eyes sparkling at the idea.
"SHUT UP!"
Sanji turned to snap at him — only for Po to casually swing out a panda palm, knocking him upside the head. It didn’t even hurt, but it toppled him over like a falling broom.
Zeff just flicked his hand dismissively as he turned on his heel.
“You three quit wasting my time and get back to work.”
“R-Right, old man!” Luffy, Po, and Sanji chorused in varying degrees of enthusiasm — though Sanji muttered something under his breath that sounded suspiciously like curses mixed with swooning.
Po lumbered by, balancing an entire tray tower of dishes like it was a leaf.
“’Scuse me, passin’ through! Don’t drop your jaws, I’m very delicate.”
He winked at some random kids, who squealed in delight.
Meanwhile, at the table, Shana pinched the bridge of her nose.
“How exactly are we going to convince that old geezer to let Luffy go? There’s no way I’m staying here for one year just waiting for him to work off his roof-breaking debt.”
“Luffy-san! I’ll work in your place! The world needs you!” Seryu declared dramatically, standing up so fast her chair nearly toppled.
“Huh?” She looked down, surprised to find a cup being gently set in front of her.
Sanji was suddenly there — like he’d materialized out of thin air — one hand on his chest, the other offering the cup like it was made of gold.
“For you, my lovely angel… Your tea, steeped with all my heart.” He practically sang it out, eyes sparkling.
Nami smirked like a cat ready to pounce. She leaned over, resting her elbow on the table.
“My, thank you, Sanji-kun. You’re soooo gentle~.” She added a little flirtatious lilt just to see him melt.
Sanji did, in fact, melt — nearly collapsing onto the table with a goofy lovesick grin.
Zoro squinted at her, deadpan.
“Hey. Why are you imitating a prostitute—”
He was cut off by Nami’s hand clamping over his mouth — her eyes never breaking their sweet look at Sanji.
“Shhh, Zoro. Adults are talking.”
“Hey! Bar Cook! Quit acting like a lovestruck weirdo and do your job!” Usopp barked from the side, half-hiding behind his plate.
Sanji whipped around, so close his cigarette nearly booped Usopp on the nose.
“I already got your tea, so why are you complaining, long nose?!”
He grinned, but the vein on his forehead suggested he’d enjoy drop-kicking the sniper king out the window.
“Please, guys, don’t fight over me!” Nami cooed sweetly, positioning herself right between Sanji and Usopp like a pampered queen.
“No one is fighting over you, brat!” Usopp barked, his face twisted in disbelief.
Sanji, meanwhile, fell deeper into her trap. His eyes turned to literal hearts.
“Order me, Queen! Anything for you!” He clasped his hands like a lovesick puppy.
Nami batted her eyelashes.
“Well, the food was very good, but the price is way too salty for me…”
Sanji was instantly hypnotized.
“You don’t have to pay, Nami-swan!”
“Thank you~!” She threw her arms around his neck. Sanji looked like he’d just ascended to heaven.
…Then, just as quickly, he snapped back to normal — eyes narrowing at the rest of the crew.
“But you guys will still have to pay. Full price. No exceptions.”
Shana’s brow twitched. She leaned to Zoro, muttering under her breath,
“Any ass in a skirt and Curly brow here folds like paper…”
Zoro smirked dryly, crossing his arms.
“That’s an understatement.”
“I refuse to not pay! Justice must be equal for all—!” Seryu began to protest, puffing out her cheeks
,Only for Nami to clamp her hand over her mouth.
“Shhh. Let grown-ups handle this.”
Po was still rinsing the suds from his fur when Sanji strolled by, a cigarette dangling lazily from his lips.
“Hey, Sanji. How’s the mumps?” Po asked, glancing over his shoulder with a grin.
Sanji stopped mid-step, squinting.
“What mumps, idiot?”
Po shrugged innocently, sloshing water around.
“Seriously? A few minutes ago, I saw you holding your chin like this.” He mimicked Sanji dramatically, paw under chin, lips all pouty.
Sanji clicked his tongue.
“Tch. That was a mosquito that bit me. Quit your yappin’, panda.”
Po let out a low chuckle, then turned his gaze out the window, where the silhouette of the Going Merry bobbed quietly under the night sky.
“…Those guys are really going to stay, huh?” His voice was softer now, thoughtful.
Sanji blew a puff of smoke into the night air.
“Yeah. The boss even offered that idiot Straw Hat a way out — told him he could leave if he left me behind. But he refused. Said he wouldn’t leave without me.”
Po’s ears flicked.
“That Luffy guy. He’s funny.”
Sanji smirked faintly, leaning his shoulder against the wall.
“…An idiot too.” His tone carried a rare hint of warmth, just for a moment. "He wants me to join his crew. ME. Can you believe that?"
Po’s eyes went back to the window, his reflection mixing with the faint lantern glow.
“…Hey… Are you sure you don’t want to leave?” he asked, more earnestly now. “It’s been, what… ten days since the boss started trying to get you out of here? You’re good enough. You could go anywhere.”
Sanji went quiet for a second. He tapped his cigarette, embers dropping to the wet floor.
“I have my reasons…” he said at last, voice low and stubborn. “So don’t worry about it, fatty.”
Po just gave a small smile, watching his friend’s back as Sanji started to head inside again — both of them caught between the ocean breeze and that drifting dream of freedom.
Po’s wet paw dripped onto the floor as he watched Sanji’s back.
“But… what about the All Blue…?”
Sanji froze mid-step. The orange glow of his cigarette tip flared in the shadowy corridor.
“…Don’t you want to find it?” Po asked gently, his voice surprisingly calm for a giant panda.
There was a beat of silence before Sanji scoffed, not even turning around.
“...I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
Po tilted his head, frowning.
“What do you mean? The guys in the kitchen — they were talking about it a few days ago. You remember? Right before that ship came in…”
Sanji’s shoulders tensed. He didn’t look back.
“It’s just gossip,” he muttered. “Nothing to do with me.”
With that, he flicked the stub of his cigarette into a nearby bucket and walked off, footsteps echoing down the dim hallway.
Po watched him go, the faint clatter of the kitchen and the hush of the ocean blending behind him.
“…If that’s true… then why’d you stop walking, huh?” Po murmured to himself, before returning to wash the last traces of soap from his fur.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 16: "Caught in the act! Don Grieg, the king of the east blue arrives!"
Chapter Text
Four days later…
A lazy breeze drifted over the Going Merry, but the thick fog that had rolled in felt almost like a damp blanket pressing on the ship's deck. The Straw Hats — minus Luffy — were scattered around, looking less like pirates and more like restless passengers.
Zoro leaned back against the mast, eyes half-open.
"It's been four days already. I'm getting sick of this floating restaurant."
Usopp threw his hands up dramatically.
"This is definitely a problem! You guys don't really think Luffy's actually gonna stay here for a year, right? He wouldn't be that stupid… right?"
Nami lay stretched out on a barrel, her coin pouch tied safely to her waist. She shrugged.
"It's fine. We have free food here."
Zoro shot her a deadpan look.
"You have free food. The rest of us have to pay."
Shana sat cross-legged nearby, absently flicking her pendant. She stared out at the thick white mist creeping around the Merry's figurehead.
"Nothing's stopping us from sailing off while that old geezer's back is turned. Luffy can swim to catch up."
Usopp peered into the fog nervously, his nose twitching.
"I'd rather not get cursed. Besides — where the hell did this creepy fog even come from?"
Nami rolled her eyes.
"It's the sea, genius. Weather changes every five minutes. Try to relax."
The air grew still for a moment, the sounds of the Baratie's distant chatter muffled by the fog.
And then — a distant clang echoed through the mist, like metal striking metal.
Shana narrowed her eyes.
"…Something's off."
"…Hey, Luffy!" Usopp called out, waving an arm as he spotted his captain trudging along the dock, a massive bag of supplies slung over his shoulder.
"What are you doing? Get out of here before that Zeff guy catches you! We're gonna get stuck here forever if you make him mad again!"
Luffy didn't answer. He had stopped dead in his tracks, eyes fixed on something far beyond the railings.
"Oi, Luffy?" Usopp stepped closer, squinting into the mist.
But Luffy didn't move, his grip tightening on the bag's straps.
"…Wait up. I wanna talk to that old fart Zeff again, but—"
He trailed off, eyes wide, mouth slightly open.
"…What? What is it?" Usopp asked, suddenly uneasy. He turned to follow Luffy's line of sight — and then he heard it: the faint, dreadful creak… creak… of splintered wood against the waves.
(Cut.)
Inside the Baratie, the dining hall erupted into chaos. Plates clattered and glasses shattered as shocked customers leapt away from the windows.
Outside, just visible through the drifting fog, an ominous shape loomed — a battered, ghostly wreck, its sails torn and hull half-rotted.
A trembling cook dropped a tray with a clatter.
"I-I-It's…! It's Don Krieg's ship!"
Murmurs turned to panicked gasps as people recognized the half-sunken flag still clinging to its mast — the mark of the most ruthless pirate fleet in East Blue.
Back on the dock, Luffy stood as still as a statue, a grin slowly stretching across his face — one that made Usopp's skin crawl.
"…Something fun's coming," Luffy said, almost to himself.
Usopp paled, eyes darting between his captain and the haunted-looking vessel drifting closer.
"'Fun'!? Since when is that fun!?"
"What a huge ship!" Luffy said, practically bouncing in place as he squinted through the fog at the massive, broken vessel.
(Cut.)
Inside the Baratie, the kitchen staff was in a panic. Patty leaned against the window, teeth grinding as he glared at the ghostly wreck drifting closer.
"Look what you've done, Patty! See what happens when you clobber one of Don Krieg's men!?" a nervous cook snapped, wringing his towel between trembling hands.
"T-That ain't him! No way!" Patty barked back. He wiped sweat from his brow with a shaky hand. "Why would a bastard with over 5,000 men come crawling here himself over one flunky!?"
Carné jabbed a finger at the approaching wreck.
"Oh yeah!? Keep denying it all you like, but that ship says it all! Look at the flag!"
The Baratie rattled slightly as the ruined pirate ship bumped the outer dock, pieces of rotting timber falling into the water.
(Cut.)
Out on the deck, near the Straw Hats' gathered group, Sanji stepped outside, cigarette dangling from his lips as he squinted at the grim sight.
"So this is what's causing all the racket I kept hearing in the kitchen…" he muttered, blowing out a thin stream of smoke.
Luffy leaned forward, grinning with that usual reckless spark in his eyes.
"Hey, Sanji! You think that Gin guy's coming back to pay for the food you gave him?"
Sanji's eyes flicked toward Luffy, then narrowed at the drifting wreck.
"…I don't know about that," he said calmly, but there was a flicker of unease in his tone. "This is… different. Something's off."
Beside him, Usopp practically folded in on himself, clutching his slingshot with clammy hands.
"Off? How off!? Like, 'run for your lives off' ? Or maybe they'll leave us alone off?"
Sanji ignored him, staring straight at the ship as a single shape moved at its bow — a figure slumped forward, draped in a battered cloak, the tattered Krieg flag flapping behind him like a death shroud.
Suddenly, from behind them—
"Ahh, Zoro-aniki, we just wanted to let you know that we ate all the bread. Okay with that, righ—"
Johnny's words froze in his throat as he and Yosaku finally looked up and saw the drifting hulk of the ruined ship looming near the Baratie.
Their jaws dropped in perfect sync, faces ghost-white.
"AHHHHHHHHH! IT'S A GHOST SHIP!"
Both bounty hunters screamed as they bolted in circles on the deck like panicked chickens. They collided with each other so hard that they knocked themselves out cold — limbs splayed on the floor, eyes swirling comically.
(Cut.)
Inside the Baratie, the atmosphere was thick with murmurs and fear. More and more customers pressed to the windows, whispering among themselves.
"I-Isn't that the Krieg Pirates' flag!?"
"I thought he already ruled the East Blue…"
"Didn't they have thousands of men?! Where are they?!"
The children clung to their mothers' sleeves, pointing.
"It's okay, right, Mama? The panda will save us, right?"
One mother forced a strained smile.
"Y-Yes, sweetie. Maybe…"
Meanwhile, somewhere down the hall in a small, tiled bathroom — Po was washing his furry paws under a trickle of water, humming off-key. He was so focused on scrubbing between his fingers that he hadn't noticed the muffled shouting echoing through the restaurant.
"Hmm-hmm-hmm! One, two, three— squeaky clean!"
Oblivious to the panic outside, he flicked soap bubbles from his fur with a satisfied grin.
Po gave his paws one last shake and wiped them on a towel. He waddled up to the bathroom door, humming proudly.
"All nice and clean. Time to—" Clunk.
He twisted the knob again.
Nothing.
Po blinked.
He rattled it with more force.
Clunk clunk clunk.
Still nothing.
A single bead of sweat rolled down his furry forehead.
"…Okay, don't panic. Dragon Warrior doesn't panic…"
He stepped back, cracked his knuckles, then slammed his shoulder into the door with all his kung fu might, and then immediately changed his mind.
"Oh, right NO breaking doors… Zeff would murder me. Alright, think, Po… think…"
He dropped to all fours and peeked through the tiny gap under the door — just enough to see the empty corridor outside. Not a single cook in sight. The kitchen staff were gone, probably peeking at the ghost ship.
Po's eye twitched. He slumped dramatically against the door,
Just great…"
He sighed, pressing his cheek to the wood.
"Guys? Anybody out there? … Hello? I'm missing the action!"
His muffled voice echoed in the empty hall.
Meanwhile, muffled chaos continued to build outside — plates crashing, people shouting, and Po was still stuck.
The restaurant fell into a hush. The sound of clinking silverware stopped.
The cooks and customers froze where they stood, eyes wide at the sight of the infamous pirate captain, his armor dented and cloak in tatters.
Sanji lit a cigarette and exhaled slowly, his one visible eye narrowing.
"That's Don Krieg…? the Pirate with a fleet of five thousand…" he muttered.
Even Johnny and Yosaku, half-peeking through a window, looked pale.
Usopp's knees knocked together.
"T-That's the so-called strongest pirate in East Blue…? He looks like he's about to drop dead!"
Zoro's hand rested casually on his swords.
"Doesn't matter what he looks like. He's dangerous. Stay on guard."
Seryu clenched her fists, her eyes wide with a mix of confusion and unwavering belief.
She stepped forward, as if ready to deliver 'justice' at any moment.
Shana's eyes glimmered behind her bangs, her voice dry.
"So this is the terror of the East Blue? He's practically a corpse."
She glanced toward Sanji, who didn't look away from Krieg for a second.
Gin, the loyal subordinate, glared at the crowd.
"Hey…! Don't just stand there gawking! The captain needs food and water! He hasn't eaten in days!"
He shook Krieg by the shoulders, his tone more desperate than threatening.
Krieg's raspy voice cut through the tension again — hoarse, broken:
"Please… food… water…"
A cold wind blew through the open door.
Somewhere in the back, Zeff's boots tapped the wooden floor. He watched from the shadows near the kitchen entrance.
Sanji's cigarette ash fell to the floor as he calmly stepped forward, a thin wisp of smoke curling around his head.
"Oi… Old man." Sanji called without looking back.
"We've got a customer."
"Customer!? Sanji, are you out of your mind? Do you even realize who this guy is?!" Patty snapped, his voice sharp and filled with panic.
"He's Don Krieg—king of the East Blue and the strongest man on these seas! He commands over a hundred men, and he'll stoop to any cowardly trick to win."
Patty's eyes narrowed as he listed some infamous examples. "Using poison, hidden weapons, betrayal... nothing's off limits for that guy."
He leaned closer, voice dropping to a harsh whisper.
"He's probably putting on an act right now—playing the starving victim to lure us in."
Gin's jaw clenched, irritation flaring in his eyes as he saw the disgust rippling through the crowd toward his captain.
"And what if we feed him? Once he regains his strength, who knows what he might do? He could turn this whole place into rubble without a second thought!"
Patty threw his head back and laughed bitterly.
"We're damn lucky to have caught him like this. Let the bastard starve."
"…" Zeff watched quietly, his one good eye narrowing as he studied the broken figure kneeling before him.
"No way… Please… My captain will really die if…" Gin's voice cracked, but Don Krieg's hand went up to silence him.
Then, to everyone's shock, Don Krieg—once the terror of the East Blue—bowed his head to the floor. His voice rasped out, trembling but desperate.
"Please… I beg you… I'll pay you. I'll give you anything… all my treasures, all my riches… I don't care. I'll eat anything—leftovers, scraps, bones—just… please… give me food…"
The Baratie fell into a tense hush. Clients stared wide-eyed. Even the Straw Hats, standing nearby, held unreadable expressions.
Luffy's grin was gone. Zoro's hand hovered near his swords, just in case. Usopp swallowed hard, not daring to speak.
Shana's eyes sharpened, her mind racing behind a neutral face.
'So that's the king of the East Blue… He really is pathetic now. But if he regains his strength, he's a threat… More importantly—' Her crimson gaze flicked subtly toward the entrance, noting who wasn't there.
'Nami… She's not here. She said nothing beforehand. Suspicious…'
"Shut up, you idiot! Someone hand me a den den mushi—I'm calling the marines!" Patty barked, his eyes wild as he glared at the bowing Krieg. He didn't care if the so-called 'King of the East Blue' heard him.
But before Patty could shout again, a blur passed him—Sanji.
"Patty. Move."
"Huh—?"
CRACK!
Sanji's foot smashed into Patty's side, sending him sprawling into a pile of crates with a painful thud. The cooks and clients all flinched. Sanji didn't even spare him a glance—he just stuffed his hands in his pockets and headed calmly for the kitchen, cigarette dangling from his lips.
Gin's eyes widened. Even Krieg's hollow gaze flickered with a faint spark of recognition.
Meanwhile, the Straw Hats watched the scene from their corner—except for one.
'I don't think it would hurt to check out the Merry.' Shana thought dryly, slipping away without drawing attention. She'd had enough drama for now—and something about Nami's absence gnawed at her mind.
(Cut.)
In the cramped bathroom…
Po stared at the ceiling, his fur puffed up in frustration. He'd been trapped for what felt like hours.
To pass the time, he did what he could: he read the tiny brand label on a can of soup he'd found under the sink, mouthing each ingredient like a bored child.
"Salt, water, weird fish oil thingy, more salt… ugh."
He spun around on the toilet seat, reading the logo on the tank next. "Mmm… 'Pearl Flush Deluxe'? Huh. Fancy name for a thing that makes swirlies."
He gave the locked door another half-hearted push. It didn't budge.
"Awesome. Dragon Warrior. Defender of the weak. Mighty kung fu master… stuck in a bathroom. Great job, Po." He sighed.
Sanji stepped back into the dining hall, carrying a single plate. The room fell deathly silent as the cooks and customers watched, not daring to speak. Seryu and Koro exchanged a worried glance—her hand hovered near her blade, but she hesitated.
Sanji stopped in front of the slumped Krieg. Without a word, he knelt and placed the plate down. The aroma of hot, perfectly seasoned food drifted up like an offering.
"Here," Sanji said quietly, his voice calm but resolute.
Gin's eyes widened in disbelief. "Sanji-san…" he whispered.
Krieg didn't even look at him. Tears welled in the pirate captain's bloodshot eyes as he stared at the meal. His hands trembled, clutching the plate like it was life itself.
"Thank you…" Krieg croaked. He shoved food into his mouth, devouring it like a starving animal. The entire room watched in frozen disbelief.
"No need to pay," Sanji said, standing straight, eyes never leaving the broken man. "How is it?"
Krieg swallowed the last bite. His shoulders rose… and then he pushed himself upright, his back straightening unnaturally tall.
"It's delicious," Krieg rasped—voice calm, too calm.
A crooked, wolfish grin stretched across his face.
Sanji's eyes narrowed— Something's wrong.
CRACK!
Before he could react, Krieg's fist rocketed into Sanji's jaw. The blow sent him crashing across the floor, plates and silverware clattering in his wake.
"Sanji-san!" Gin cried out, horror on his face. "Captain! This… This isn't what you promised—!"
Krieg didn't even spare him a glance. He wiped his mouth with the back of his glove, savoring the lingering taste like a king tasting stolen treasure.
A cruel, heavy silence fell over the Baratie as Don Krieg stood tall, his eyes gleaming with vile ambition once again.
"I knew it!" Seryu snapped, her eyes burning with righteous anger as she gripped Koro's fur.
"Sanji!" Usopp shouted, half-standing from his chair.
"That idiot…" Zoro muttered under his breath, his hand drifting toward his swords.
"…" Luffy didn't flinch. He watched Krieg with unsettling calm, his expression unreadable but his jaw tense.
Krieg stretched his arms out, rolling his shoulders like a man trying on a brand-new coat.
"This place… has some talented cooks, I must say." His lips curled into that sick grin. The other customers trembled, some ducking under tables.
"Don Krieg, you PROMISED!" Gin's voice cracked. He stepped forward, desperate, wild. "You said if we got you food, you'd leave! You promised you'd go without hurting anyone—"
CRACK!
Krieg seized Gin's arm and twisted it behind his back like a twig.
"AHHH! CAPTAIN!" Gin's scream echoed through the Baratie.
He shoved Gin aside like trash. The pirate fell to the floor, clutching his dislocated arm, breath ragged.
"Not even the cooks on my flagship are this good…" Krieg said, stepping onto a table like it was his throne.
"I like this restaurant. In fact…" He opened his arms wide to the terrified patrons, to the trembling chefs, to Sanji slowly pushing himself off the ground.
"I think I'm gonna make it my own."
A hush fell across the Baratie—broken only by the sound of knives trembling in the cooks' hands and Seryu's outraged breathing.
"You like it, huh?" Sanji said, spitting blood from his mouth as he wiped it with the back of his hand. His eyes, half-shadowed by his bangs, stayed locked on Krieg—unfazed, defiant.
"Sanji-san… I'm sorry…!" Gin's voice cracked. He clutched his limp arm, teeth gritted. "I didn't want this to happen. I swear I didn't want—"
"Sanji, you idiot!" Patty barked, stepping between a cluster of shaking cooks and the monster on the table. "Look what happens when you act all soft and good! Now we're all screwed!"
A hush fell. The entire dining hall was frozen in place—customers holding their children close, some covering their mouths, too terrified to move. A few kids peeked out from behind their parents' coats, eyes wide and wet.
Krieg looked around at the trembling room and laughed—a low, hungry sound that echoed off the walls like a blade scraping bone.
"Now… where's the owner of this fine ship?" Krieg sneered, boots grinding a plate underfoot.
A gentle breeze swept over the Going Merry, carrying the salty scent of the sea and the muffled chaos echoing from the Baratie in the distance. Nami sat alone on deck, her back leaning against the mast. For once, the storm in her mind was louder than the ocean.
The fog was gone. It was night.
She stared down at the worn, crumpled wanted poster clutched in her hand—Arlong's cruel grin glaring back at her. The paper fluttered a little in the wind, but her grip was iron. Memories rose like bile: the village, Bellemere, the tattoo on her shoulder she hid under her sleeve. The burden she'd carried since she was a child.
Being around those idiots… that straw-hatted fool and the others… they made her forget sometimes. Forget the chains around her neck. But she couldn't afford to forget. Not now.
Her eyes shifted to the heavy bag by her side, the drawstring pulled tight around her hard-earned treasure. All those nights. All those lies. All for this moment. This was her chance. Enough money to buy their freedom—to buy her freedom.
"…Almost there," she whispered to herself, voice so soft it vanished into the breeze.
She glanced across the deck. Johnny and Yosaku lay sprawled unconscious on the planks, still out cold from when that ghost ship made its eerie appearance. They'd wake up eventually… and maybe they'd understand. Maybe they wouldn't.
Nami hugged her knees to her chest, staring out to sea. The moonlight caught the edge of a tear she didn't bother to wipe away.
Just a little longer, she thought. Just a little more, and this nightmare ends.
And in her gut, she knew: even if the crew found out—when they found out—she'd have to live with their eyes on her back. It didn't matter. They'd never forgive her. And she could never forgive herself if she failed.
She pressed the poster flat against her chest and closed her eyes.
(Cut.)
Nami carefully dragged Johnny and Yosaku's limp bodies down the gangplank, setting them gently against the Merry's side, hidden from the moonlit waves. She brushed the dust from her hands and pulled a folded scrap of paper from her pocket.
Sitting beside them, she scribbled out a quick note, her pen strokes small but decisive:
'A girl has her own needs too.'
She stared at the words for a second, then smiled—a sad, almost wistful curve of her lips. "It was only for a short while… but it was fun," she murmured, tucking the note under Johnny's hand. "They're idiots. Annoying idiots. But… in a fun way."
A breeze rattled the Merry's mast as she stepped back onto the deck. She cast one last look at the quiet ship, the moonlight catching the glint of the treasure bag tied tightly to her waist.
"Would they let me come back if they find me?" she asked herself, voice barely above the waves. "I hope so…"
Resolved, she climbed to the helm and grabbed the rigging. Her fingers tightened around the ropes, ready to hoist the sails and slip away into the night.
FWIP—!
A sudden gust of wind—no. A slash. The rigging above her shredded in an instant. A clean sword cut split through part of her sleeve, grazing her skin. Nami gasped, stumbling backward onto the deck, her heart hammering.
"Ahhh—!"
She scrambled to her feet, eyes wide. A faint glow of flame flickered in the shadows. Stepping into the moonlight, hair alight like a burning torch, was Shana—her blade drawn, pointed at Nami with unsettling calm.
"Going somewhere…?" Shana asked, her eyes a cold glimmer behind the fire.
"S-Shana, what are you doing here? Didn't you go check out the ship?" Nami stammered, still frozen near the mast.
Shana's hair flickered with faint embers as she stepped closer, her eyes narrowed—sharp as the blade she casually rested on her shoulder. "Save it. When I left with everyone, I noticed you weren't with us. And you never said you'd stay behind."
Nami's fingers twitched around the ropes, trying to muster a calm smile. "O-Oh, t-this? I-it's all just a coincidence. I was just… checking the sails, you know? We don't want them to tear in the fog."
Shana's eyes didn't waver—if anything, they burned colder. "So you could check the sails… alone. In the dead of night. With all your precious treasure in that bag… and two unconscious bodies hidden by the railing?"
Nami's mouth opened but no words came out.
"So that you could leave us here to rot… while you stole the ship."
"W-What? That's ridiculous! I would never—"
"I saw Johnny and Yosaku's bodies." Shana's voice cut her off like a blade to rope. "And the note you tucked in his hand. 'A girl has her own needs too?' Cute excuse."
Nami's eyes flicked to the deck, her teeth gritted.
Shana's flame-like hair danced in the sea breeze, her grip on her sword steady.
"You really were planning to run away, weren't you?
"How did you—" Nami's eyes widened.
"I'm very good at sensing presences." Shana's voice was low, steady—dangerous. "Let's put it like that."
"…!"
Nami's foot shifted back, eyes darting for an opening. Her hand slipped into her pocket.
In a flash, she swung her staff out—aiming right for Shana's side. A last-ditch push to knock her off balance.
CLANG!
Shana didn't flinch. She intercepted the swing with her blade, sparks flying as she twisted her wrist—snapping the staff clean in two. Half of it clattered across the deck.
In the same breath, Shana stepped forward, her sword's tip now resting against the hollow of Nami's throat. The faint heat from her hair's embers made Nami flinch.
"Normally, you'd know better than to confront me head-on," Shana said coldly. "Wherever you're trying to run off to… must be very important for you to risk this."
Nami's jaw tightened. She forced a bitter smile, her eyes defiant. "Tsk. Fine. Yeah, I betrayed you. I've been planning this for a while. So what? You're all pirates anyway—what's one more betrayal?" The last words came out too fast, too defensive.
Shana's eyes narrowed, reading every lie between Nami's lashes.
"What now? You gonna kill me?" Nami hissed, trying to hide the tremble in her voice. "I'm not useful to you anymore. Go ahead. Do it."
"…No."
Shana's voice lowered, a glimmer of something unreadable in her crimson eyes. She slowly pulled the blade back—but didn't lower it completely.
"What?" Nami breathed. Her chest heaved with the storm still caught in her throat.
"I'm not going to kill you," Shana said, voice cutting like ice.
"It's not my place to decide this," Shana said, her sword still hovering dangerously close to Nami's skin. "Luffy is the captain. He decides what to do with traitors."
Nami clicked her tongue. "Tsk…!"
Shana's eyes narrowed, her hair flickering with embers as her voice dropped. "More importantly… I'm going to make you tell me your real reason."
A bead of sweat slid down Nami's temple.
'Again… This is the second time. She caught me… How? Shana… Who are you really?' Nami thought, her fingers curling tight.
Shana leaned in just enough that Nami could feel the heat radiating off her blade. "I'm going to grab a rope to tie you up," Shana said calmly, as if she were talking about preparing tea.
"When I'm done, we're going to have a long, nice conversation inside the ship."
She stepped back, lowering the blade at last, her eyes glinting. "And don't bother trying to run," Shana added, her tone flat but final. "I'm fifty times faster than any average human. You'd never make it past the mast."
Nami glared, but her breath hitched just slightly. She knew Shana meant every word.
TO BE CONTINUED.
A/N: Sorry for the shorter chapter, I'm gonna be busy on Thursday and Friday so I decided to drop this early just so you wouldn't be left without a chapter this week.
Next chapter will have a bit of a 'Surprise'. Just saying you know!
Chapter 17: 'The Black Blade appears! Inspiration for living your dream!'
Notes:
Disclaimer: Hello this is kaindol52. I should probably give you a warning. remember the little surprise i teased last chapter? Well. Here it is. I didn't write this chapter. In fact who wrote it was a user who shall remain anonymous.
I gave him the thumbs up and he wrote it. He intends on writing other chapters as well. I will continue to write this as well and we will take turns.
If you don't like the chapter, please don't attack the story as a whole. Be respectful.
Anyway. Below is a warning made ny the user.
I don't own One Piece or any of its characters. Mihawk going _ at the orders of _ and _ is based on the live-action version of One Piece.
Chapter Text
(A Mysterious Clearing)
Tai Lung's senses snapped to full alert. The air was still, heavy with an unfamiliar scent. His golden eyes narrowed, scanning the surroundings.
"Where *were* they?" He stood poised, muscles coiled and ready to strike, in a place that felt…wrong.
Beside him, Lisanna trembled, clutching her arms.
"Um… excuse me?" she stammered, her voice barely a whisper. She glanced towards a woman with a serene expression. "Do you know where we are? I'm Lisanna Strauss."
The woman, Kanae Kocho, offered a calming smile. "I am Kanae Kocho. It is a pleasure to meet you, Lisanna-san. Let us remain calm. Panicking will not aid us."
Tai Lung grunted, his tone dismissive. "Tai Lung." He offered no further explanation.
Lisanna, despite her fear, couldn't help but be drawn to the imposing figure beside her. "You're… cool," she blurted out, reaching out to gently touch his arm. "And kind of fluffy."
Tai Lung recoiled as if burned. "Don't touch me," he snapped, his voice laced with irritation. *Why was this child so insistent on invading his personal space?*
Lisanna blushed, quickly stepping back. "Sorry! I just thought you looked soft."
Kanae's smile remained unwavering. "It is nice to meet you both. Perhaps we should share our abilities, so we may better understand how to work together? I am a swordsman. My sword is specially forged to cut the heads of demons… permanently."
Lisanna's eyes widened. "Demons? Wow, that's… intense! My sister can turn *into* demons using Take Over. She absorbs them and uses their powers!"
Tai Lung's ears perked up, a flicker of interest in his eyes. "Permanently?"
"My ability is called Take Over," Lisanna explained, striking a pose to regain her composure. "I can transform into animals using magic! Cute animals! For example, a fish, a bunny, a cat girl, or a harpy!" With a burst of magic, she transformed into a giant bunny, nearly knocking Tai Lung off his feet.
"Childish," Tai Lung grunted, dismissing her display.
Kanae giggled, gently hugging the giant bunny. "You're so fluffy!"
Lisanna hugged back carefully, mindful of her size. "Hehe!"
"I am a martial artist," Tai Lung stated, his voice brooking no argument. "I have mastered many techniques, including nerve strikes that can paralyze opponents."
Lisanna's eyes sparkled with admiration. "I knew you were cool! You're *so* cool! Could you train me sometime? I'm not very strong…"
Tai Lung scoffed, turning away from her. "I do not share my techniques, let alone train others. It is a waste of my time."
*The request was foolish, and he shouldn't have even bothered responding. He was a master, and she was... a child.*
A beat of silence hung in the air, though Tai Lung's expression flickered with a hint of something unreadable.
"But if you help me get stronger," Lisanna persisted, "I could be a sparring partner for you!"
Kanae smiled, sensing an opportunity. "Perhaps we should have a spar after we find out where we are. If Lisanna and I give you a good demonstration, will you train her, Tai Lung-san?"
Tai Lung chuckled, a low, rumbling sound. "Very well. But be careful what you ask for. I have already told you what I am capable of."
Suddenly, an orb of light appeared above them, bathing the clearing in an ethereal glow.
" Greetings. " An unknown voice boomed from within the orb
"Show yourself!" Tai Lung demanded, his voice sharp.
" I am Yggdrasill. I have saved you from your fates. I have brought you here to send you to another world. There, you will join a boy named Luffy and fight against the Five Elders, a corrupt group that must be stopped. I have chosen you for your unique strengths and unwavering spirit. The Five Elders are formidable, and only those with exceptional resolve can hope to defeat them." The deity who introduced himself as Yggdrasill said before showing images of the 5 Elders and their forms. Tai Lung's interest was piqued at seeing the 5 Elders and their forms. They were not just some old men who could be easily brought down; they were an actual challenge that even he had doubts he could overcome on his own. But that never stopped him from taking a challenge head-on, regardless of whether he took it on his own or with a team.
"Another world?" Lisanna whispered, clutching her arms tighter. "The Five Elders… I don't know if I'm strong enough for this."
"I understand you may wish to return home and that you have doubts about yourself, Lisanna. But this is a chance for you to grow as people and find a new purpose in bringing an end to the Five Elders and Imu, the leader behind the corruption. It will be a difficult road for you to overcome this challenge. And I wish I could be the one to do it. But despite not being able to do it myself, it doesn't mean that I cannot choose my champions. " Yggdrasill said in a soothing calm voice to comfort Lisanna.
Three bracelets materialized on their wrists, shimmering with light.
" These bracelets will allow you to return home once your mission is complete. When the time comes, the bracelet will glow. Tap it with your finger, and you will be returned to your world. Or, you may choose to stay in that world. The choice is yours." Yggdrasill said in a calm, soothing tone.
Kanae, Lisanna, and Tai Lung looked thoughtfully at the bracelets, then at each other and the orb of light.
"I lost my purpose when I failed to become the Dragon Warrior," Tai Lung said, his voice low. "Perhaps this *is* the perfect opportunity for a new one." He looked up at the orb of light. "I accept."
Kanae smiled gently, her eyes filled with determination. "I wasn't strong enough to defeat Douma, and I left my sister behind. I need to become stronger, not just physically, but mentally. I accept this mission."
Lisanna clutched her bracelet, her knuckles white. "I… I wasn't strong enough to reach my brother and I almost died. I can't return as I am now. I will return as someone they can rely on, someone who can fight alongside them!"
"I am glad to hear it. Before you go, I will grant you each an ability as a bonus to aid you in your quest." Yggdrasill said in a pleased tone.
A beam of light enveloped Tai Lung.
"Tai Lung, I grant you the Adaptation Wheel," Yggdrasill said in a pleasant tone
An eight-handled wheel appeared in a flash of light above Tai Lung's head, acting as a halo.
"The Adaptation Wheel has a technique that will allow you to adapt to phenomena you have already faced. When struck by an attack, the wheel will analyze it, and you will adapt." Yggdrasill explained patiently the Adaptation Wheel technique to Tai Lung.
Tai Lung tested his new power, a glint in his eyes. "I thank you, Yggdrasill. I promise to use this power well."
Yggdrasill enveloped Lisanna with light and knowledge of the creation of Senzu Beans.
"Lisanna, I grant you the ability to create Senzu Beans."
"Senzu Beans?" Lisanna asked, tilting her head curiously at the ability despite the knowledge being imbibed in her head.
"By using your magic power, you can create up to ten Senzu Beans per month. These beans can heal any injury, even restore lost limbs. However, they cannot cure diseases." Yggdrasill said in a patient tone
Lisanna beamed, her face lighting up. "Wow! Thank you so much!" She bowed deeply.
Yggdrasill turned to Kanae, a light enveloping her sword.
" Kanae, I grant your sword the power to heal allies with a strike and cut through any enemy, though it can only focus on one enemy at a time, and it has a 5-hour cooldown before you can cut another enemy," Yggdrasill said in a soothing, calm tone to Kanae.
Kanae grasped her sword, a determined look on her face. "I will make sure to put this gift to good use. Thank you, Yggdrasill."
"Now, it is time for you to go. Though before that, Tai Lung, didn't you say that you wanted to test your power and spar with your new teammates?" Yggdrasill asked in a teasing tone
Tai Lung smirked. "Indeed."
He lunged at Kanae, who dodged nimbly. She retaliated with a swift slash, but he evaded her blade with practiced ease. He was forced to dodge again as Lisanna, transformed into a feline warrior with cat ears, claws, and a tail, swiped at him with surprising speed. He lunged at her, only for her to deliver a precise nerve strike. Kanae then slashed him across the chest, making him grunt in pain, and Lisanna followed up with a clawed strike across his back, throwing him off balance. The wheel above Tai Lung's head spun rapidly.
"Interesting," Tai Lung said, breathing heavily.
The wheel stopped spinning, and his wounds vanished, leaving no trace.
"Enough! I am satisfied. So hold your head high. If you are feeling disheartened, that you are somehow not enough… set your heart ablaze!" Yggdrasill told them in a tone that showed him being proud of their teamwork.
Tai Lung turned to Lisanna and Kanae, his expression unreadable. "Very well. I will train you both. But be prepared. My training will be grueling, just as it was for me. In that form," he said, gesturing to Lisanna's feline features, "your claws and agility could be honed to a sharper edge." He turned to Kanae, his gaze sharpening. "Your movements… they are precise, almost effortless. What techniques do you employ to achieve such skill?"
Kanae smiled serenely. "I use a technique called Total Concentration Breathing." She demonstrated a slow, deliberate inhale, her chest expanding slightly. "It increases oxygen flow in the blood, enhancing physical and mental abilities. It involves specific breathing patterns to maximize the body's capabilities. I also use an improved version: Total Concentration Breathing: Constant. It is an advanced application where I maintain Total Concentration Breathing at all times, even during sleep."
Tai Lung's brow furrowed, intrigued. "Constant? Such discipline…"
"Since you are willing to share your techniques with Lisanna and me," Kanae said, "I do not see why I could not teach you and Lisanna my techniques. It would make us even stronger on the battlefield, don't you think?"
After Kanae expressed her gratitude, Tai Lung gave a curt nod, a flicker of something almost like a smile crossing his face. He turned away, his gaze hardening.
They are my responsibility now* he thought. *I will ensure they are prepared.* Whatever they were, objects or equal partners, would be decided as he grows together with them as a team. And if it doesn't work, he could always complete the mission on his own.
"It is an honor to train alongside such a formidable warrior," Kanae said with a gentle chuckle. "I will remember your words, Yggdrasill, and make you proud."
" Are you done?" Yggdrasill asked in an amused tone.
"Yes," Tai Lung said. "I thank you, Yggdrasill. I promise to put an end to the Five Elders' corruption and to make you proud as one of your champions."
Kanae, Lisanna, and Tai Lung glowed with a brilliant light.
(Fade to white.)*
(Scene: Montblanc Cricket's House - Day)*
Tai Lung, Lisanna, and Kanae find themselves blinking in the bright sunlight, disoriented. They stand before a peculiar house built within the skeletal remains of a giant, ancient creature. An old man with a chestnut-shaped head and a weathered face emerges, pipe smoke curling around him. This is the Montblanc Cricket
"Who are you?" Cricket asks, his voice raspy. He eyes them with cautious curiosity.
Kanae steps forward, offering a polite bow. "Greetings. I am Kanae Kocho, and these are my companions, Lisanna Strauss and Tai Lung." She gestures to each in turn. "We are… travelers, of sorts. We find ourselves in need of work and shelter. Would you happen to know of a town nearby where we might find employment? Perhaps even a cave or abandoned house where we could stay?"
Cricket studies them in silence for a long moment, puffing on his pipe. He seems to be assessing their character. Finally, he speaks. "I suppose you could stay here," he says, gesturing to his unusual dwelling. "As long as you keep the place clean. I can't stand a messy house."
He points towards the distance. "Head that way. You'll find a town. I hear the bar there is looking for a strong bodyguard. Seems they have trouble keeping the drunkards in line."
Cricket's gaze settles on Tai Lung, who responds with a feral grin, flexing his claws. The implication is clear: Tai Lung is more than capable of handling unruly patrons.
Lisanna, ever cheerful, chimes in, "Well, Kanae is *very* intimidating! I bet she'd be great at keeping everyone in check!" She beams at Kanae.
Tai Lung pointedly ignores Lisanna, turning his head away. He still finds her childish and irritating and refuses to give her the attention she seeks.
Kanae simply smiles serenely at Lisanna's comment. "I can certainly keep people in line when necessary," she says, "though I am not one to be overly strict with those who simply enjoy making a bit of noise."
She turns her gaze towards Tai Lung, a thoughtful expression on her face. "In truth, this sounds like a job better suited to Tai Lung-san. His… presence… is quite effective at deterring unwanted behavior."
Tai Lung's grin widens at the implicit compliment. "I wouldn't mind putting a few drunkards in their place," he says, cracking his knuckles. "Though I am more accustomed to putting martial artists in their place."
Lisanna's eyes sparkle with excitement. "Ooh, that sounds like fun! I wouldn't mind working as the cook! I can make all sorts of delicious animal-themed treats!" She suddenly throws her arms around Tai Lung in a hug.
Tai Lung instantly stiffens, a low growl rumbling in his chest. "Get off me, girl."
Lisanna clings tighter, unfazed. "Nope! We're best friends now! I've decided!"
Tai Lung's eye twitches. "I don't recall ever agreeing to be your 'best friend'," he retorts, trying to pry her off with a clawed hand..
Training Grounds - One Piece World *
Tai Lung, Kanae, and Lisanna stand in a clearing amidst a dense forest, the air thick with the scent of saltwater and unfamiliar vegetation. Days have passed since they arrived in this new world, days spent navigating the basics of survival and tentatively exploring their surroundings. Tai Lung, ever the pragmatist, has wasted no time initiating their training.
"Again," he commands, his voice a low growl. "Faster, Lisanna. Your transformations are sloppy, lacking focus."
[Tai Lung's direct, critical style immediately creates a point of tension. He is focused on efficiency, while Lisanna is still learning.]
Lisanna, panting slightly, shifts from her human form to a rabbit, attempting to dart around Tai Lung. She's faster than before, but her movements are still clumsy. "I'm trying!" she protests, her voice muffled by her rabbit snout. "It's hard to control my magic and be quick at the same time!"
Kanae watches with a serene smile, her hand resting on the hilt of her sword. "Perhaps a different approach, Lisanna-san? Focus on one transformation at a time. Master the basics before attempting complex maneuvers."
[Kanae's calm demeanor and advice offer a contrast to Tai Lung's intensity.]
Tai Lung scoffs. "There is no time for coddling. The Five Elders will not wait for her to become proficient." He launches a swift kick at Lisanna, forcing her to revert to her human form to block.
"Tai Lung-san!" Kanae interjects, her smile fading slightly. "Patience. We all have different learning curves."
"Patience is a luxury we cannot afford," Tai Lung retorts, his gaze hardening. "In my world, weakness is not tolerated." [This reveals Tai Lung's background and the harsh realities he faced, creating a potential source of conflict with Kanae and Lisanna, who come from more supportive environments.]
Kanae steps forward, drawing her sword. "Then allow me to demonstrate. A spar, Tai Lung-san? Perhaps it will temper your… impatience."
Tai Lung smirks, a predatory glint in his eyes. "Very well. But do not expect me to hold back."
The two engage in a flurry of attacks, Tai Lung's powerful strikes meeting Kanae's precise swordsmanship. Lisanna watches, a mix of awe and anxiety on her face. She knows she's not yet on their level, but she's determined to catch up.
During a brief pause, Kanae says, "Your Adaptation Wheel is impressive, but it relies on reacting to attacks. What about anticipating them?"
Tai Lung's brow furrows. "Anticipation is for the weak. Strength lies in overcoming."
Lisanna, inspired by Kanae's words, tries a different tactic. She focuses her magic, channeling it into a single, swift transformation – a small, agile falcon. She swoops down, attempting to distract Tai Lung.
Tai Lung swats her away with a dismissive gesture. "Insignificant."
But Lisanna persists, using her newfound speed to harass him, forcing him to divide his attention. Kanae seizes the opportunity, landing a blow that grazes his arm.
Tai Lung leaps back, a flicker of surprise in his eyes. The Adaptation Wheel spins, analyzing Kanae's technique.
"Interesting," he concedes, a hint of respect in his voice. "Perhaps there is more to this than I initially thought."
As the spar continues, Lisanna's persistence and Kanae's guidance begin to chip away at Tai Lung's rigid exterior. He starts to offer small, grudging pointers, recognizing their potential.
Later, as they rest, Lisanna approaches Tai Lung hesitantly. "Tai Lung-san… why are you so… hard on me?"
Tai Lung avoids her gaze. "I do not wish to see you fail. This world… it is not forgiving. You must be strong to survive."
Kanae smiles gently. "We understand, Tai Lung-san. But strength is not just about physical power. It is also about trust, compassion, and working together."
Tai Lung remains silent for a moment, then lets out a sigh. "Hmph. Perhaps… perhaps you are right. But do not expect me to become sentimental."
Lisanna beams. "I wouldn't dream of it!"
As they continue their training, the dynamics between the three begin to shift. Tai Lung starts to acknowledge their strengths, offering guidance and sharing their knowledge. Lisanna gains confidence, pushing her abilities and learning from her mistakes. Kanae acts as a bridge between them, fostering understanding and encouraging cooperation.
Their journey in this new world has just begun, but the seeds of a strong, albeit unconventional, team have been sown. The road ahead will be fraught with challenges, but together, they might just have a chance to overcome the Five Elders and find their place in this strange and dangerous land.
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The Baratie, a floating restaurant in the East Blue.
"That would be me."
Zeff, a grizzled old man with a distinctive chef's hat and a wooden leg, drops a sack of food between himself and Krieg, the hulking leader of a pirate armada.
The pirate had commanded the entire staff to feed his famished armada. Some tried to oppose him but were quickly dispatched. The man Don Grieg had hidden weapons inside him.
Zeff agreed to the order as at the end of the day.
The purpose of this place is to serve food. He knew well the pain and suffering of spending hours and days without anything to eat. Him and Sanji did.
He remembered that day like it was yesterday. the day he gave away him leg so the young boy could remain alive. All because they shared the same dream. To find the All blue. The paradise of all cooks in the world.
"Take it and leave," Zeff grunts, his voice rough.
Krieg's eyes narrow. "Red Foot Zeff," he recognizes him, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. "The man who conquered the Grand Line and returned. Tell me, old man, how was it on the Grand Line?"
Zeff gives a wry grin. "Were you stupid enough to pick a fight with someone stronger than you out there?"
Krieg reluctantly admits, "Someone hunted us down," before demanding, "Your logbook! Hand it over!"
Zeff refuses, his eyes hardening. "This logbook is precious to me. It holds the memories of my voyages, the places I've seen, and the friends I sailed with before they died"
Seryu steps forward, her expression shifting into a disturbing, fanatical grin. "Enough of this!" she screeches. "Koro, NUMBER 5"
From her glove, a monstrous, drill-like spear erupts, prompting Luffy to exclaim, "Cool!"
"I will stand you no longer! Prepare to-!"
Seryu is about to unleash the weapon on Krieg when Zeff abruptly stops her, placing a hand in front of her.
"Huh?"
Krieg tenses, realizing the danger. He grabs the food sack. "As a thank you, you better not be here when I return!"
Seryu, her "crazy face" still plastered on, retorts, "If you come back, be ready to die!" before retracting her weapon as Krieg departs.
"My Apologies Everyone. Really. I promise this wasn't my intention... I didn't want this-!"
Gin, one of Krieg's subordinates, apologizes for his captain's behavior. Seryu lashes out, kicking him across the jaw. "Because of your ignorance, innocent people will be put in danger!"
"Seryu, you can stop."
Luffy intervenes, stopping Seryu. Turning to Gin, he declares, "We'll stop Krieg. I'm going to be King of the Pirates!"
Usopp tries to slip away unnoticed, but Zoro and Seryu grab his shoulders. "Where do you think you're going? You're going to help," Zoro says.
"I'm just a sniper! Not a fighter!" Usopp cries, panic-stricken.
Luffy grins reassuringly. "It'll be alright! We'll stop Krieg together!"
Gin, bloodied, warns, "You're mad to take on Krieg. Especially with Sakurai on his side." Seryu's eyes widen in surprise at the name. Gin continues, "Many have tried to find One Piece, to become King of the Pirates. They gave up or died."
Seryu's eyes narrowed at that statement. Did he just say Sakurai!? She knew a man back in her world who had the same name. He was part of the jaguars along with her. She was her closest friend and another admirer of justice. They even went on a date together. Surely, it was just a coincidence. But just the name alone brought thousands of memories to the girl.
Luffy smiles, undeterred. "I'm not someone who gives up on his dream once he's made up his mind!"
A few minutes later.
Luffy is eagerly listening to Gin, a subordinate of Don Krieg, who is recounting his experiences in the Grand Line.
LUFFY: So, what's the Grand Line *really* like? I thought you guys didn't know anything about it!
GIN: (Sweating slightly) Well, that's true… up to a point. As soon as we got there, our compass went haywire! We were just wandering around in circles, completely lost. Then, we crossed paths with this strange little boat… There was a man on it! We thought we could get some directions, so we started calling out to him! And that's when it all started…
(Gin's voice trembles, his eyes wide with remembered fear.)
GIN: One by one… each of our ships was cut in half! Like it was nothing! This man… with his huge saber… he did it all on his own! He cut more than 49 ships!
(The entire restaurant erupts in surprised shouts.)
RESTAURANT PATRON 1: Forty-nine ships?!
RESTAURANT PATRON 2: No way! That's insane!
USOPP: (Eyes wide with awe) Forty-nine ships… all by himself? That's… that's a monster!
(Zoro, sitting nearby, begins toying with his sabers, a small smile playing on his lips.)
ZORO: (Muttering) It could only be him…
Seryu Ubiquitous (Leaning forward, her expression cool) So, Gin, how did you encounter Sakurai?
GIN (Swallowing hard) Our captain… Don Krieg… he witnessed this man single-handedly annihilating three entire fleets of Marines! Without a scratch! Krieg was so impressed, he begged the guy to join his crew!
LUFFY (Eyes sparkling) Whoa!
GIN: Sakurai accepted… in exchange for a place to sleep and food. Captain agreed to his conditions. Some time after that, the worst thing happened. We only survived by sheer luck! A storm broke out, and immense waves allowed our ship to escape from this man's boat! Without that storm… we'd all be dead. (He looks at Luffy, his face pale)
Do you understand now why the Grand Line is so terrifying? I don't even plan to go back! It's much more horrible than suffering the wrath of Don Krieg! I don't even know why my captain insists on wanting to go back…
ZEFF (Scoffs) Mihawk… it could only be Mihawk. Someone who alone can cut ships in this way without the slightest concern.
GIN (Startled) You know him, old man?
ZEFF, do you know him? He's only the greatest swordsman in the world. (He shrugs) If he attacked you, it's probably because you woke him up during his nap.
GIN (Incredulous) A nap?!
ZEFF (Shrugs again) Anything is possible on the Grand Line.
LUFFY (Counting on his fingers) Okay, so that's me, Shana, Seryu, Zoro, Usopp, Sanji, and Po! That's seven people to fight Krieg!
SANJI (Annoyed) Hey! Why are you counting me and Po?!
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LUFFY (Tilting his head) Where *is* Po, anyway?
PATTY (Nervously) Uh… about that… I might have accidentally locked him in the bathroom…
(Luffy and Sanji both yell at Patty.)
LUFFY/SANJI: YOU IDIOT! We could have used his help!
PATTY (Defensively) It was an honest mistake! And I'll kick your asses if you think I'm going to stand here and take you yelling at me!
(Luffy and Sanji simultaneously punch and kick Patty, knocking him out cold.)
SANJI (Grabbing the bathroom key) I'm going to get him. And Gin… if you even *think* about becoming our enemy and trying to take this boat, I'll kill you. Got it?
1 minute later
(Sanji storms off to the bathroom, unlocks the door, and Po emerges, looking relieved.)
PO (Gratefully) Oh, thank you, Sanji! I thought I was going to be stuck in there forever! I was facing boredom at its finest and MOST deadly.
SANJI (Smirking) Why didn't you just break the door down?
PO (Fearfully) I didn't want Zeff to get mad at me!
SANJI (Chuckles) Yeah, the old man would have gotten cranky if you did that. Come on, let's go teach Krieg a lesson.
Who?
(Sanji and Po head back to the main area, ready for a fight.)
The air hung thick with the salty tang of the sea, a familiar scent that usually brought a sense of calm to the chefs of the Baratie. Tonight, however, the aroma was overshadowed by a palpable tension. A sudden, violent *CLANG* of metal against metal ripped through the tense silence, a jarring intrusion that sent a tremor through the very planks of the floating restaurant.
"How rude! To destroy the ships of my captain for no reason!"
The words, sharp and laced with indignation, cut through the chaos. From the shadowed corner of the deck, a figure emerged, stepping into the flickering lamplight. Long, flowing blue hair, pulled back into a disciplined ponytail, framed a face both stern and strikingly handsome. Piercing golden eyes, like molten coins, scanned the scene, assessing the damage and the aggressor with a chillingly calm gaze. His attire was equally arresting: a meticulously tailored black and white military uniform, crisp and immaculate despite the ongoing conflict.
Krieg, the hulking, battle-scarred captain of the pirate armada, gave a curt nod of approval. "Good job defending the last ship."
The blue-haired man, unfazed by the praise, maintained his unwavering focus. His voice, though calm, carried an undercurrent of steel. "I cannot allow anyone to destroy our ship without facing justice." With a speed that belied his elegant appearance, he reacted to another incoming attack. His arms blurred, the flesh and bone seemingly reshaping themselves into a massive, gleaming shield that absorbed the blow with a resounding *THWACK* before seamlessly shifting back to their original form.
"What is your reason for destroying my ships?" Krieg demanded, his voice a low growl that promised retribution.
The attacker, a figure of imposing presence and unsettling grace, offered only a dismissive shrug. Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, stifled a yawn, his golden eyes glinting with amusement. "You woke me from my nap." He sheathed his sword. "I was ordered to bring Monkey D. Luffy to Vice Admiral Garp. I planned to rest until someone disturbed me."
The casual mention of Garp's name had a visible effect on Luffy. The young pirate's face, usually alight with boundless enthusiasm, suddenly paled, the color draining away as if leached by a sudden chill.
Po, ever the observant friend, noticed immediately. "What's wrong, Luffy?" he asked, his brow furrowed with concern.
Luffy swallowed hard, his voice barely a whisper. "Garp… he's my grandfather. A terrifying man who put me through training that nearly killed me more than once." The memory of grueling exercises and impossible demands flashed before his eyes, a stark reminder of the man who both loved and relentlessly pushed him to his absolute limit.
Po winced in sympathetic understanding. "I know a thing or two about harsh training, believe me. But yours sounds… intense."
Before they could delve further into Luffy's traumatic past, Johnny and Yosaku, their faces etched with worry, rushed towards them. "Luffy-san! Nami left with the ship," Johnny reported, his voice breathless with urgency.
Zoro's ever-present scowl deepened. "What about Shana?"
"We think she probably went with Nami," Yosaku guessed, his eyes darting nervously towards the horizon.
Luffy's expression hardened with determination. He turned to Zoro, his voice brooking no argument. "Zoro, you have to go after them. They could be in danger."
Zoro, however, remained stubbornly planted, his hand resting on the hilt of his katana. "I'm not leaving now, Luffy. Not with Mihawk still here. This is a fight I have to see through."
A sly, almost mischievous grin spread across Luffy's face. "Don't worry, Zoro. I've got a plan. I think I can convince Mihawk to help us reach them… and fast."
Zoro's eyes narrowed, suspicion warring with a grudging acceptance. He finally nodded, but his voice was laced with a stern warning. "If you don't bring Mihawk back to this island, Luffy, I swear I'll cut you down myself."
Luffy simply flashed a confident thumbs-up, his grin widening. "Deal."
With a final, lingering look at Luffy, Zoro turned and gestured for Johnny and Yosaku to follow. As the trio disappeared in the direction of the departing ship, Mihawk addressed the blue-haired man who had so unexpectedly blocked his attack. "Why did you interfere?"
The man straightened, his posture radiating quiet pride. "Sakurai Kurohitsugi," he introduced himself, his voice clear and resonant. "My captain allows me to deliver justice while defending our cause. I will not stand idly by while innocent people are harmed."
Mihawk scoffed, a hint of amusement in his voice. "A fool to think he can take me down."
Sakurai simply shrugged, a disarming gesture that belied the intensity of his gaze. "But who isn't a fool in this world, in their way?"
With a fluid, almost magical motion, Sakurai's arms underwent another transformation. The flesh seemed to melt away, replaced by gleaming, razor-sharp swords that glinted menacingly in the lamplight. The sudden shift captured Mihawk's full attention, his eyes widening slightly with a flicker of genuine interest.
Sakurai lunged forward, his blades singing through the air as they clashed against Mihawk's massive black sword, Yoru. Sparks flew, illuminating the deck in a brief, dazzling display. Using Mihawk's blade as a springboard, Sakurai launched himself into a fierce aerial assault, a whirlwind of spinning steel and acrobatic maneuvers. But Mihawk, with his unparalleled skill and experience, parried each strike with effortless grace.
The fight was brutal, a whirlwind of slashes, dodges, and powerful kicks exchanged amidst the chaos. Sakurai, with his unorthodox fighting style and unwavering determination, pushed Mihawk harder than he had expected. But the world's greatest swordsman remained unyielding, his movements precise and economical, each strike carrying the weight of years of honed skill.
In a desperate attempt to gain an advantage, Sakurai shifted his swords into a makeshift shield, bracing himself against Mihawk's deadly strike. The impact was deafening, the force of the blow sending tremors through Sakurai's body. Despite the shield's protection, he was sent flying backward, crashing heavily against the ship's railing.
Meanwhile, on the fringes of the battle, Po, with his unique brand of unorthodox combat, pummeled Krieg's remaining men with his massive belly, sending the hapless foes flying into the air like ragdolls. Luffy, Seryu Ubiquitous, and Sanji formed a formidable trio, dispatching the rest of the pirates with swift, precise strikes, knocking them into the churning water below.
Sakurai, undeterred by the setback, pressed on, spinning and slashing with relentless ferocity. But Mihawk's experience and superior swordsmanship ultimately prevailed. With a final, devastating blow, Mihawk shattered Sakurai's sword-shield, leaving the blue-haired warrior vulnerable. Sakurai crashed heavily onto the ship's deck, his body wracked with pain.
Mihawk, showing no mercy, appeared above the prone Sakurai, his black sword poised for the kill. He plunged the blade straight into Sakurai's chest, the steel piercing flesh and bone with sickening ease. But even in the face of death, Sakurai refused to yield. In a final, desperate act, his stumps transformed once again into blades, aiming for a counter-strike that would take Mihawk by surprise.
However, Mihawk anticipated the move, his movements too swift and precise to be caught off guard. He caught Sakurai's improvised blades with his legs, effectively immobilizing him, and delivered a devastating dropkick that sent the blue-haired warrior sprawling across the deck, his body limp and unmoving
Krieg, witnessing the swift and brutal defeat of his would-be savior, made a desperate move, drawing his pistol and firing a volley of shots at Mihawk. But the world's greatest swordsman simply scoffed, slicing through the bullets effortlessly with a flick of his wrist. "What a disappointing final gambit," he taunted, his voice dripping with disdain before closing the distance and stabbing Krieg through the heart, the pirate captain's armor proving utterly useless against Mihawk's deadly blade.
Luffy, his eyes burning with frustration, stepped forward, his fists clenched. "I wanted to fight him and beat him myself!"
Mihawk's voice was calm but firm, his gaze unwavering. "There's more than one way to end a fight, Straw Hat Luffy. Some opponents simply deserve to be put down, quickly and decisively."
Bleeding heavily from the chest, Sakurai, against everyone's expectations, pushed himself up from the ground, his face contorted with pain but his eyes still burning with unwavering resolve. "It's… not… over," he rasped, his voice barely audible above the crashing waves
Po, his face etched with concern, stepped between them, gently but firmly placing a hand on Sakurai's shoulder. "Sakurai, it's over. You lost. Your captain is dead. It's time to stop. You can't win this fight."
Sakurai's voice, though weak, was resolute. "Delivering justice… It's my dream. No matter the path I must take, no matter what I leave behind… I must commit fully, or it will never come true." The words hung in the air, resonating with a quiet power that touched something deep within the hearts of those who heard them.
Sanji, who had been silently observing the scene, absorbed Sakurai's words quietly, a flicker of inspiration igniting in his eyes. Po smiled softly, a knowing glint in his eyes.
Mihawk looked down at Sakurai, his expression unreadable. "Don't rush towards death, young warrior. Grow stronger. Hone your skills. One day, come and challenge me again, and fight for your justice."
Seryu Ubiquitous, her usual stoic facade momentarily cracking, warned, "Don't be so reckless, Sakurai. You can't just throw your life away like that."
Sakurai chuckled weakly, a hint of his former playfulness returning despite his grievous injuries. "You're the last person who should be telling me that, Seryu. Remember our date?" He teased her, "You were pretty reckless that day."
Seryu blushed, her cheeks flushing a delicate shade of pink. "I do remember… It was one of the best dates I've ever had. Especially since I didn't have to wear a dress."
She turned to check on him, her expression softening with concern—only to find him slumped against the railing, unconscious. Panic flared in her eyes as she hurried him inside, calling for Sanji and Po to find bandages and tend to his wounds
Mihawk, unfazed by the unfolding drama, began preparing to leave, his black coat billowing in the wind.
"Wait," Luffy called out, his voice ringing with a newfound determination. "Will you take us to the next island?"
Mihawk paused, turning to face the young pirate. "And why should I do that, Straw Hat Luffy?"
Luffy grinned, his eyes shining with unwavering confidence. "Because I'm Monkey D. Luffy. And I'm going to be the King of the Pirates!"
Mihawk's eyes widened slightly, a flicker of surprise crossing his face. "Do you understand what comes next, Luffy? Do you understand the challenges you will face, the enemies you will make?"
Luffy nodded, his grin never faltering. "Doesn't matter. First, I need to get my navigator and my swordswoman back. And I'll do whatever it takes to make that happen."
Mihawk smiled faintly, a hint of respect in his eyes. "Very well, Straw Hat Luffy. We'll leave when you're ready."
As Mihawk prepared to depart, Zeff, the head chef and owner of the Baratie, appeared on deck, his face etched with gratitude. "Hold on a moment, Mihawk! You owe us dinner for saving the ship from Krieg's destructive rampage. The least we can do is offer you our hospitality."
Mihawk chuckled, a low, rumbling sound that seemed to carry the weight of ages. "I suppose I'm not in a rush. A good meal would be a welcome change."
Later, in the bustling kitchen, Sanji spoke quietly with Zeff, his voice filled with a newfound sense of purpose. "That speech from Sakurai… about following your dreams, no matter what… it got to me, Old Man."
Zeff smiled knowingly, his eyes twinkling with pride. "Go then, Sanji. Follow your heart. Seek out the All Blue. It's time for you to see the world."
Sanji nodded, his determination burning brighter than ever before. "What about the restaurant?"
Zeff clapped him on the back. "Don't worry about the Baratie, you idiot. We'll manage. Besides," he added with a wink, "I think it's time that red leg of yours finds what it's been searching for." He paused before continuing, "Take Po with you. It'll be hard without him, the kids will be heartbroken, but you'll manage. You always do."
Sanji nodded, his eyes shining with a mixture of excitement and gratitude. The decision had been made. His course was set. He was going to find the All Blue, no matter what it took.
flashback.
"Hey, don't you care what people are saying about you?" Sanji asked Po.
"Nah, not even a bit. Maybe so a few days ago. But not anymore. Because the only one who can determine whether you deserve that or be here. Is yourself." Sanji visibly flinched at this.
'If only it was that easy.' Sanji thought.
The sails were being unfurled, the anchor raised. The Baratie was about to embark on its next voyage when Sakurai Kurohitsugi, his chest still bandaged but his eyes burning with familiar intensity, called out, his voice halting their departure.
"Wait!"
Luffy, ever impulsive, turned towards the sound, his eyes widening with curiosity. "Sakurai! You wanna come with us? Join my crew?"
Sakurai, however, responded with a deadpan stare, his expression unchanging. "Pass." He then turned his gaze towards Mihawk, his voice taking on a new edge of determination. "Mihawk, train me."
The request hung in the air, thick with disbelief. Mihawk, the world's greatest swordsman, raised a questioning eyebrow, his golden eyes glinting with amusement. "And why, pray tell, should I waste my time training you?"
Sakurai's lips curled into a vicious grin, a flash of the unyielding spirit that had driven him to challenge Mihawk in the first place. "Because," he said, his voice laced with a chilling promise, "by training me, by making me stronger, you can ensure that next time, I *will* kill you."
A genuine laugh, deep and resonant, rumbled from Mihawk's chest, echoing across the deck. It was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard, and yet, there was something about Sakurai's unwavering conviction that intrigued him. "Very well," he said, his eyes gleaming with a hint of anticipation. "I accept your proposal, despite its… absurdity."
Luffy, momentarily forgotten in the unfolding drama, tilted his head, a puzzled expression on his face. "Hey, Sakurai, what happened to Gin?"
Sakurai's expression softened slightly, a flicker of respect in his eyes. "Gin," he explained, "wished to atone for the actions of his former captain. He felt responsible, somehow, for Krieg's dishonorable behavior." Sakurai paused before continuing, "He's helping out in the kitchen now, trying to make amends in his way."
Sanji, who had been listening intently, scoffed, a frown creasing his brow. "That idiot! Why would he think his captain's actions were his fault? Some people are just too soft for their good."
"Umm, are you sure I can get in there? I grew 2 pounds just yesterday."
"You always say that, you fat idiot."
As Sanji and Po prepared to depart, Zeff, Patty, and Gin gathered to bid them farewell, their faces etched with a mixture of sadness and pride.
Hey. Sanji. Take care...You idiot."
They wished Sanji and Po good luck on their journey, their voices filled with genuine affection.
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Sanji couldn't hold himself back anymore.
"CHEF ZEEEEEEEEEEEF!"
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 18: Protector of Earth
Chapter Text
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In another universe—far removed from the Grand Line, beyond the reaches of the Red Line or even the calmest of blues—lies a modest American town known as Bellwood. On the surface, it appears unremarkable: a quiet suburban sprawl of neatly arranged houses, sleepy streets, and small-town charm. But beneath this unassuming exterior, Bellwood holds a reputation that few towns in the galaxy could match.
It is, curiously and notoriously, a magnet for the bizarre.
Fortunately, most of these threats are handled swiftly and discreetly by an underground peacekeeping force known only as the Plumbers—a covert alliance of agents tasked with maintaining intergalactic order.
However, when no agent is nearby. When chaos threatens to spill into quiet neighborhoods. And that is when they appear. A mysterious individual—sometimes a giant insectoid, other times a being of fire, or even a ghost-like figure. Multiple forms. Multiple faces. No name. No known origin.
And that anonymity may be its greatest strength. Because truly—
who would ever believe that the galaxy’s most formidable weapon, capable of rewriting the balance of cosmic power…
was not locked away in a vault,
nor wielded by a galactic emperor…
...but strapped to the wrist of a ten-year-old boy?
Benjamin Kirby Tennyson, or simply Ben, was currently in the middle of what was supposed to be a peaceful summer vacation—though anyone who knew him would admit that “peaceful” was rarely ever part of the equation. As usual, he was traveling in the battered old RV known as the Rustbucket, accompanied by his sharp-witted cousin, Gwen, and their ever-curious and oddly resourceful grandfather, Max.
At this particular moment, the trio had made a brief stop in a small, rural town called Riverside Bluff—a quiet settlement nestled against rolling hills and shaded by dense clusters of cedar and pine. Riverside Bluff was modest in size but known across the region for its quirky roadside attractions, eccentric local history, and persistent rumors of unexplained phenomena—the sort of place that practically screamed “tourist trap,” but had just enough mystery to keep visitors coming.
As expected, Grandpa Max was utterly fascinated. With his camera slung over one shoulder and a local pamphlet in hand, he rattled off facts about the town’s once-famous “phantom meteor,” its oddly synchronized cricket population, and a sculpture garden that supposedly rearranged itself at night.
Ben, meanwhile, was slumped in the back of the RV, legs stretched out and arms crossed with a dramatic sigh that seemed to last minutes. He stared blankly at the ceiling, clearly unimpressed by yet another “weird but educational” detour. It was hot. It was quiet. And nothing remotely interesting was happening.
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That was when Ben saw it.
A flicker of movement in the corner of his eye drew his attention to the RV window. At first, he expected something mundane—a tourist, maybe a local. But the sight that met him was far from ordinary.
A tall, imposing figure stood motionless across the street. He was massively built, with a frame that looked carved from solid stone, cloaked in flowing black fabric that obscured nearly all of his features. His face was hidden beneath the deep shadow of a hood, and yet there was something deeply unsettling about his presence. He wasn’t doing anything. He wasn’t moving.
He was simply... watching.
Ben narrowed his eyes. “Hey... Gwen,” he muttered without turning. “You seeing this guy out there?”
From the front seat, Gwen didn’t bother to look up from her book. “Unless it’s a discount alien trying to abduct your brain, I’m not interested.”
Ben frowned. “I’m serious.”
Grandpa Max, distracted with his tourist map, glanced up but didn’t seem to notice anything unusual. “Plenty of people in cloaks these days, Ben. It’s probably a street performer or a local character.”
But Ben wasn’t convinced. Something about this person felt off—wrong in a way he couldn’t explain. He watched as the cloaked stranger slowly turned his head, scanning the town square with slow, deliberate precision. His movements weren’t casual. They were calculating.
Like he was evaluating something.
And then Ben realized: the man wasn’t just looking around. He was inspecting the place—examining the buildings, the streets, even the people who passed by—as though making a mental checklist.
As though deciding whether this town… was suitable.
Ben’s hand instinctively hovered near the Omnitrix. “Yeah… okay. That’s definitely not normal.”
Curiosity overriding caution, Ben slipped out the RV's side door, careful not to alert his cousin or grandfather. His sneakers crunched lightly against the gravel as he stepped into the sunlight, eyes fixed on the distant figure.
He didn’t know what this guy wanted—or even what he was—but something in his gut told him this wasn’t just a weird traveler. This was something else. Something dangerous.
Ben's fingers hovered over the Omnitrix, and with a confident flick, he slammed it down.
A brilliant flash of green light burst outward from the device, briefly illuminating the entire street. A mechanical whir followed, and in the blink of an eye, the ten-year-old boy was gone—replaced by one of his many alien forms, his silhouette towering and unfamiliar.
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From the stranger's point of view, the world shifted slightly. His eyes, sharp and disciplined, registered the sudden shift of energy. The flash had caught his attention, but it was not merely the light—it was the change in presence.
Moments ago, his Observation Haki had identified only two small signatures within the vehicle. Children. Weak, in the traditional sense. Save for one anomaly: the boy possessed a remarkable well of inner willpower—raw, untamed, but undeniably potent.
He had dismissed it. Mere potential. Nothing more.
But now...
The boy's aura had morphed completely. The presence within was no longer that of a child, but of something altogether different. Otherworldly. The haki registered not just power—but intent.
“So that’s the energy I felt earlier…” the figure murmured, voice deep and amused. His lips curled into a subtle smirk beneath the hood. “He can transform. Interesting.”
He made no move to attack. He had not come here for a fight. This world, strange as it was, had only been a waypoint—an observation point to ensure the environment met certain… criteria.
And now that it did, there was no longer a need to linger.
His hand brushed the edge of a strange device beneath his cloak. A communication tool, perhaps. Or something more arcane.
"The Captain will understand,” he muttered, turning away. “He won’t mind if I send someone else to their world instead...”
OP WORLD.
Cocoyashi Village — a picturesque coastal town nestled along the warm shores of the East Blue. On the surface, it appeared to be enjoying a peaceful, sun-drenched afternoon. Children played in the distance, the breeze carried the scent of sea salt and blooming hibiscus, and elderly fishermen chatted idly near their boats.
But beneath the calm, fear was deeply rooted in every smile, every quiet glance, every forced breath.
This was, after all, a village under occupation.
On this particular day, peace had already begun to fray. A small crowd had gathered near the town square, but no one dared speak. No one intervened. They simply watched—heads low, eyes hollow—as a familiar and terrifying scene unfolded.
A group of fish-men, towering and brutish, stood imposingly in front of a humble family home. Their scaled arms crossed, their shark-like grins cold and merciless. The leader among them—a thick-jawed, yellow-skinned brute with gills flaring—held a crumpled list in one hand and a metal club in the other.
Before them knelt a father and his young son, both trembling, both covered in dust and sweat. The father, clearly malnourished and worn from labor, spoke through clenched teeth, his arms protectively around the boy.
“I... I tried,” the man said hoarsely. “The fishing’s been thin this month. I have nothing left to sell. Please… I just need more time.”
The fish-man sneered, clearly unmoved. “You know the rules. Every month. On the dot. Lord Arlong doesn’t care about your excuses. You live because we let you live. And now you think you can pay late?”
The boy, no older than six, clung to his father’s side, eyes wide with terror.
A taller fish-man stepped forward, cracking his knuckles. “We could always take the house,” he said casually. “Or better yet… take the brat. Sell him to someone who can pay.”
Gasps spread through the villagers—but still, none dared move. They’d seen this before. Mercy was not in Arlong’s doctrine.
The father shook his head violently. “No—please! Don’t touch my son!”
The fish-man raised his club.
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The lead fish-man smirked cruelly, lowering his club in a mocking gesture.
“Tch. Relax,” he said, chuckling darkly. “We’re not here to sell anyone. That’s too much work.”
He leaned in close, baring rows of jagged teeth. “We’re here to collect what’s due. And since you have nothing to give—well…”
He shrugged. “You know the price.”
The father’s grip around his son tightened for a moment—brief, desperate. Then he gently pushed the boy behind him.
Suddenly, the child lunged forward, clutching a small, wooden toy sword with trembling hands. “Stop!” he cried out. “Leave my dad alone!”
But before he could even take a second step, a backhanded kick from one of the fish-men sent him sprawling to the ground. He landed hard, dirt smearing across his face, the toy splintering beside him.
“Stay out of grown-up business, runt,” the brute muttered.
The leader grabbed the father by the collar and yanked him to his feet.
Bruised and already broken, the man still found the strength to turn his head and look at his son one last time. Blood traced the edge of his lip, but his voice was steady.
“Matt...I want you...To...
Listen to me… You’re strong. Stronger than I ever was,” he said, forcing a smile through the pain. “Take care of yourself, alright?”
The boy, still stunned, looked up with wide, tear-filled eyes.
His father’s voice softened. “Your mother and I… we’ll be waiting for you. In heaven.”
And just like that, the boy broke. The tears he had held in came flooding out, his cries echoing through the silent village—raw and powerless.
No one moved.
Because under Arlong’s rule... no one could.
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…That’s what they thought.
Just as the fish-man raised his club for the final blow—
Something fell from the sky.
A deafening impact shook the square, followed by a violent gust of wind and a cloud of dust and debris. The earth cracked beneath the weight of the collision, and villagers gasped in shock as the fish-man was driven into the ground beneath a sudden, falling mass.
Smoke billowed, swallowing the scene in gray fog. The remaining fish-men staggered backward, eyes wide and hands instinctively reaching for their weapons.
“What the hell—?” one of them growled. “What was that?”
The dust slowly began to settle.
And when it did, something stood at the center of the crater.
A towering figure, clearly not human. His body gleamed with a crystalline sheen—like pure diamond, reflecting the sunlight in sharp, jagged angles. His arms were thick and segmented like carved stone, and his green, glowing eyes darted left and right, filled not with rage—but confusion.
"...Where did that guy go?" the creature muttered, his deep, resonant voice rumbling like shifting earth. He wasn’t referring to the fish-man beneath his feet—no, he hadn’t even noticed him yet.
He looked around, puzzled, taking in the strange surroundings—the shocked villagers, the cowering boy, the palm trees, the distant ocean breeze. Nothing familiar. Nothing recognizable.
“What is this place?” he muttered. “Wait…"
Around the crater, the stunned silence finally shattered.
“Brother!!” one of the fish-men roared, rushing forward but stopping just short of the diamond-clad being. His voice was a mix of fury and confusion. “What the hell are you!?”
Another gritted his sharpened teeth, pointing a trembling webbed finger. “You insignificant creature—whatever you are! What about our brother?! You crushed him!”
The diamond figure—still blinking at his surroundings—tilted his head, then looked down.
Beneath his massive crystalline foot lay the unconscious body of the lead enforcer, half-buried in shattered stone and dust. The creature furrowed his brow.
"...Huh. Guess I did land on something," he rumbled. He slowly lifted his foot, staring at the fish-man’s limp form. “Yeesh. Not what I was aiming for.”
Then his eyes caught movement—something smaller, quicker.
“Dad!”
The voice came from the boy, Matt, who scrambled past the gathering crowd and fish-men, tears still drying on his cheeks. He threw himself into his father’s arms,
The villagers gasped, unable to process what had just occurred. A man was nearly executed… and then saved by a being that fell from the sky.
The fish-men began to tense, uncertain whether to retreat or retaliate.
The diamond alien turned his attention to them now, fully registering their snarling expressions and weapons at the ready.
“…Okay,” he muttered to himself. “Definitely not Bellwood. And those guys don’t look friendly.”
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"I think I understand now, brothers…" one of the fish-men muttered, narrowing his eyes at the gleaming figure before them. His gills flared as his mind scrambled for logic.
"This guy must be a Devil Fruit user."
Another snapped his fingers. “Right! That explains it! That’s gotta be it!” He stepped forward, snorting in disdain. “I don't know where some land-dwelling freak like you found one of those fruits, but don't think it makes you invincible!”
He gripped his club—thick, metal, lined with crude spikes—and stormed ahead, raising it high with both hands. His brothers hollered in support, fangs bared.
“You think some stupid fruit gives you the right to touch our brother?! You're just another inferior being!”
In the background, the wounded father screamed, voice cracking with panic. “Run, you idiot! You don’t know what they’ll do! Just run!”
But the diamond alien didn’t flinch.
He didn’t move.
And then—
CRACK—!!!
The club came down with all the force the fish-man could muster—directly against the alien’s head. A sound like stone shattering echoed across the square.
The villagers gasped. The child froze.
The fish-man stumbled backward, staring in disbelief at the ruins of his weapon, now shattered into splinters and twisted metal.
The diamond creature remained where he stood, utterly unfazed. Only those vivid green eyes narrowing slightly in mild annoyance.
“…Was that supposed to hurt?” he said, flatly
“W–What…?” the fish-man stammered, stumbling back a step as he stared at the broken shaft of his weapon. Shards of steel clattered to the ground at his feet. His hand trembled.
That wasn’t supposed to happen. Nothing—nothing—was supposed to be that durable. Not even Arlong himself could have withstood a direct blow like that without at least a bruise.
But the diamond being stood there, untouched. Impossibly solid.
He tilted his head, cracking his neck with a slow, deliberate twist.
“My turn,” he said.
And then he moved.
A blur of crystal and force, the diamond figure lunged forward with astonishing speed—far faster than his bulk should have allowed. His fist, jagged and gleaming like a forged gem, connected squarely with the fish-man’s gut before the attacker could even raise his arms.
BOOM—!
The impact sent a shockwave rippling outward, cracking the earth beneath them and launching the fish-man like a cannonball through a wooden vendor stall ten meters away. Splinters exploded. Barrels rolled. The man didn’t get up.
The other two fish-men, wide-eyed and suddenly pale beneath their scales, took instinctive steps backward.
“He’s a monster!” one of them hissed.
The diamond warrior turned slowly to face them, lifting his fists once more.
“Alright… who’s next in 'Butt-kicking line'?”
“Incredible…” the father whispered from where he sat slumped against the wall, clutching Matt tightly. His voice trembled—not from fear, but from sheer disbelief.
His son, Matt, stared wide-eyed at the shining warrior. “He… he beat them. All of them...”
“You bastard!” one of the remaining fish-men roared, eyes bloodshot with rage and panic. He charged with blind fury, claws outstretched—desperation overpowering reason.
But the diamond alien didn’t even blink.
With a sidestep smoother than expected for his bulk, he dodged the lunge and planted his elbow directly into the fish-man’s jaw, sending him flying backwards into a stack of crates with a loud, echoing crash.
Another tried to attack from the side. He didn’t get far. A spinning backhand—like being struck by a sledgehammer made of solid gem—sent him into the dirt face-first, unconscious on impact.
Within seconds, all three of Arlong’s enforcers were down. Groaning. Unmoving. Defeated.
The diamond being exhaled, flexing his crystal-coated knuckles with mild disappointment.
“What a bunch of whinners” he muttered.
The entire square fell silent. Dozens of villagers stood frozen in place, jaws agape, struggling to process what they had just witnessed. Arlong’s men—feared, untouchable, merciless—had been overwhelmed in under a minute by someone no one had ever seen before.
And then, just as casually, the glowing green eyes of the diamond creature scanned the crowd.
“Now…” he said, lowering his hands. “Can anyone here tell me where I am? Because unless Bellwood changed a lot while I was gone… I’m guessing I’m not in the right place.”
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But just as the diamond figure awaited a response, a familiar and insistent beep echoed from his chest.
Beep-beep-beep. Beep-beep-beep.
His posture stiffened. “Oh, no no no—not now...” he muttered, glancing down at the glowing red symbol pulsing at the center of his torso.
The countdown had begun.
“Great,” he grumbled. “Way to pick the worst timing ever.”
He turned back to the villagers, who had barely started to process the question he’d asked—let alone the beeping. His glowing green eyes flicked across their stunned faces.
And then—without warning—he bolted.
Before anyone could react, the diamond warrior darted down an alleyway, his heavy footfalls sending echoes through the stone streets. Within seconds, he was gone.
The square remained still. Silent. Smoke still curled from broken stalls. Shattered debris lay strewn across the ground. The only signs of the invaders were the unconscious bodies of three powerful fish-men lying defeated in the dirt.
The villagers looked at one another. Confused. Dazed.
“W–Who was that guy…?” someone finally whispered.
“A marine?” another guessed. “No… no, that wasn’t any marine I’ve ever seen.”
“I’ve never even heard of a Devil Fruit like that…”
The father clutched his son, still shaking. “He saved our lives. Whoever he was...”
And so, within the walls of Cocoyashi Village, a new name began to form—not a name, really, but a question.
Who was the diamond man?
Chapter 19: Ink-vasion!
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Kaindol52: This chapter is not being written by me.
I don't own One Piece or any of its characters.
Many people were quite confused when a new character suddenly appeared. Fortunately, the author was kind enough to provide a brief biography of the character.
Below with the exceptions of some of my changes are the author's words. Have fun!
Sakurai Kurohitsugi ( OC from {akame ga kill} world )
Character Bio:
He enjoys reading romance novels in his free time. He is a very easy-going individual when not fighting and is very honest about himself. Sakurai will also give tips on how to help improve the fighting style. When facing anyone he perceives as an enemy, he becomes cold and calculated while fighting. His dream is to deliver his own brand of justice to the corrupt government or to anyone attacking his companions with whom he travels.
Appearance:
Has blue hair in a ponytail, gold eyes, and a black military uniform that he enjoys wearing.. Just like Seiryu, he has 2 metallic arms which he can morph into 2 brown swords or a grey Shield stored inside of him.
Weapons: As stated, he has 2 brown swords called Alpha 03. They are very sharp and they can cut through metal or rocks. They do have a limit to how much power they can take. If broken, it will repair itself with nanites, but it will take 6 hours. Hence why Sakurai is very creative to avoid this from happening.
He has a grey shield called Delta 03. It can withstand powerful attacks, but they do have a limit to how much it can withstand. When destroyed, nanites repair for the next 6 hours.
Also, I am adding some depth and character development to Seryu Ubiquitous.
Hello.
I am the anonymous co-writer and I will answer your reviews:
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Captain Imaginat
"I've got one idea for who should on whom else to join:
"Jinbe: Lion-O from Thundercats 2011 with how he is against his homeworld and race's prejudice towards non cats and his fascination with lost technology joining the Strawhats will help him see the injustice Fishmen and Merfolk endure and the cruelty of the World Nobles and the World Government making him want to advocate for equality in the world of One Piece and end the corruption of the both the World Government and the World Nobles. If he meets Vivi, she can help him understand the responsibilities of being a leader and ruling, and why Thumdars need a ruler to govern them.
We will see. Thank you for reading.
Jul 18c19
Guest Redd
"Geez, I never expected the fight in the Baratie will be this short. Or Don Krieg died by Mihawk's sword. But at least we got Po right? And looking forward to how you're gonna introduce Ben 10."
Yeah, my bad. I should have at least tried to flesh out Sanji and Zeff's discussion. Hope you enjoyed the fight betweenSakuraiand Mihawk.
Jul 16c19
onepieceboiFTW
"Who the heck is Sakurai Kurohitsugi!?"
I just wrote his bio. Check it out.
Jul 16c19
Totong
Too bad Gin stayed in the Baratie and became a member of its kitchen staff. At least Po joins the Straw Hats. But I never expected to see Mihawk following the orders of Vice Admiral Garp. Is it's that a reference from the One Piece Live Action series? Onwards true believer, excelsior!
There are enough stories with Gin joining the Straw Hats, so I thought of adding something different. Expect Garp to come in and teach Luffy a lesson like the live-action series did.
Also, while the main author (Kaindol:Me!) said that he does not knòw about whatever there will be Pokémon, expect to either get added less than you sent or none. That said, I hope you enjoy the story and leave a review.
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Ika Musume was happily swimming near the surface, her mind filled with thoughts of the Aizawa sisters and her usual mission to warn humans about polluting the sea. (and failing miserably at trying to ink-vade them.) It had been a few months since the hybrid came to earth. She remembers well. Because it was the day she broke the restaurant's wall and was forced to work for the two sisters as a means of payment.
Suddenly,
"Huh?"
she noticed a strange whirlpool forming nearby — too late to escape.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH! I'M BEING JET-NAPPED!"
"WHO PUT A CONVIENTLY PLACED WATER WHIRLPOOL HERE!"
As she was sucked in, panic rising, she called out for the Aizawas.
"NOOOOOOO, I DON'T WANT TO GET ISEKAI'D! EVEN IF ITS BETTER THAN GETTING HIT BY A TRUCK!"
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Then, a calm voice echoed in her mind — strange, otherworldly, yet soothing.
"W-What is this noise?"
"Calm down, Ika Musume. You're about to cross into a different world," the voice said.
"W-Who the jet are you!? Am i getting that human illness 'Schizophrenia'!? And What does that mean? Another world?" she replied, confused.
"This is where you must go to fulfill the true dream you originally had when you came from the sea — to make humanity aware of the damage they do to the oceans."
Ika blinked. "That's not really my dream… de geso. Wait! How do you know that!? Are you a squidding stalker!? Or...Are you the goddess ofsquids!?" "
The voice chuckled. "Thanks to the Aizawa sisters, your view of humans has changed. You've made bonds you longed for."
"She totallyignored me..."
ButIka smiled softly. "But... Its True de geso."
The voice continued, "This whirlpool will send you to another will arrive in a village near Cocoyashi, terrorized by a powerful shark man named Arlong."
"Huh? W-W-W." Ika shuddered. "...I'm scared of sharks…"
"You need not fear. Because you look unlike humans, they will mistake you for one of the Fish Men — and Arlong will adopt you as his daughter."
"Oh okay..." ... Suddenly Her eyes widened. "Adopted by Arlong?!"
"Yes. You must play along, pretend to be on his side, and wait for a boy named Luffy, who will one day end Arlong's reign."
"Wait, This is toosuddink de geso! why do I have to do all of this!?" She asked. "And now!?"
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"Nevermind..."
Ika's heart pounded. "But If I succeed, will I return home?"
"After three years. But you won't be returning soon."
"What?! That long!?"
Ika looked down, sadness flickering across her face.
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Then she lifted her head, determination shining through.
She still wasn't sure if this was a dream or not. But...
"OK! This mission is perfect for me — de geso. Three years is a long time, but I will achieve my goal, no matter what, even in this strange world."
A bracelet suddenly appeared on her wrist, glowing with a soft blue light.
"I am Yggdrasill, a deity who sends champions to worlds I cannot influence directly. I grant you the power, Snow Cloud, to create clouds that unleash snow, either as an offensive weapon or to cool extreme heat."
"Whoaaaaa! That's super cool!" Ika examined the bracelet. "And Very useful ability. Me and you are gonna be great friends de geso."
"But," Yggdrasill added, "you must train diligently to master Snow Cloud. Only through perseverance will you unlock its full potential."
"Training… understood!" Ika nodded with resolve. "It should bejet easy if it just means lifting heavy things 10 times every day like those gym guys do!"
Yggdrasill's voice grew gentler. "Be brave, because I believe in you as my champion."
Ika tilted her head, confused. "What the jet do you mean, champion?"
"I am a deity who sends different champions into the world you're going to because I am incapable of acting directly," he explained. "Can you trust me to be one of my champions?"
Ika's face brightened with a smile. "Of course! I'm not just sent to achieve my dream, but by a deity honest enough to tell me his purpose — and prepare me with a useful ability."
"I know you will make me proud, Ika Musume," Yggdrasill said warmly. "Now, go forth with courage."
The glow enveloped her, and she was pulled through the whirlpool into a new world — a world of pirates, danger, and adventure.
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" I just hope Ben doesn't overdo it. He might claim to be a hero, but he is still a child who has much more to learn before he grows into being the best version of himself in the future. After all, he was sent there by 'him' instead of me. "
Ika Musume slowly blinked awake, the warm sun kissing her face as gentle waves rolled onto the shore. She sat up, her tentacles twitching nervously.
"So this is it, huh?" She looked around. "Alright! Time to ink-vade!"
Around her, a group of villagers eyed her suspiciously.
"Mom, what is that? Its got weird tentacles!"
"Don't look sweaty!"
She didn't seem to mind it. Because she wasn't aware of it.
Gathering her courage, she called out in her usual earnest tone.
"Excuse me, de geso! Can you please help me find someone named Arlong?"
The villagers stiffened, exchanging wary glances.
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Without warning, one grumbled and threw a rock.
Ika's eyes widened. "Eh?! Why are you throwing that?!"
"Stay the hell away from me!"
"A stinky fish again!"
"S-Stinky!?"
"Get lost, you freak!"
"F-Freak?"
She quickly raised her tentacles atop her head, blocking the rocks with a *clack-clack*.
"Hey, stop it! I'm not here to hurt anyone, de geso!" she pleaded, a little pout forming.
"Shut up, and go back to the sea where you belong!"
"Someone call the navy!"
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"Humans can be so mean sometimes..."
But the rocks kept coming, and the villagers' hostility grew.
"Why aren't you moving!? We said get lost! Do you want to die!?"
"What!? D-Die!?"
"Hey, let me at her! I bet she'll make some good takoyaki!"
"T-Tako!? W-Wait, I'm not food! I don't even taste good, promise!"
"Forget it. her flesh is probably infected. If you eat it it might be contagious! Sell her to the world government, they know what to do!"
"S-Sell!?"
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"Huh? Why did the shadows grow larger..." The villagers turned around. And what they say...Shook them to their core.
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"So, that guy with the diamond armor stopped me from making an example of one man," the shark growled. "Fine. I'll make an example out of all of you instead."
"I-Its Arlong! Captain of the Arlong pirates!"
"Arlong came to massacre us! Run!"
The villagers gasped and cowered, whispering his name with fear.
Arlong,
"So that's the shark guy." Ika realized, her heart pounding like crazy. 'He's really scary de geso... Is this how Nagisa see's me?'
Despite the fear bubbling inside her, she stepped forward, her voice steady but trembling just a little.
"Wait! Don't hurt them!" she said, blocking the path between Arlong and the villagers.
Arlong raised an eyebrow, amused. "Why are you protecting these pathetic humans? You saw them throw rocks at you. Did you see how they treated you?"
Ika gave a small, cheeky smile, tentacles twitching. "What better way to punish them than to make them stop polluting the ocean and keep the beach clean, de geso! That's the whole reason Ileft the sea and came here."
Polluting the sea?
That's it?
Arlong's sharp gaze sharpened. "Kid. What's your goal? And who are you?"
"I'm Ika Musume," she said proudly, puffing out her chest a little. "I'm sick of humans polluting the water. No one takes me seriously, below, maybe you — the big strong guy—could help me get my message across faster, de geso!"
"...Are there others or are you by yourself?" He asked.
"Just me. I have no family."
She scratched the back of her head awkwardly, a sweatdrop forming...
"Please don't eat me..."
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"SHAHAHAHAHA!"
Arlong chuckled, showing his sharp teeth. "I like your spirit, squid . I'll help you — but only if you join my crew as my daughter."
Ika grinned brightly, tentacles waving excitedly.
"Alright, I accept, de geso!"
Arlong turned to the villagers, scowling. "You! Get to work, unless you want to be made examples yourselves."
The villagers hurried off, fear clear in their eyes.
"follow me! Hatchi will be happy to have a new friend!"
Ika watched them go, a determined sparkle in her eye. 'This is just the beginning, de geso!'
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Inner Peace and Shadows of the Empire'
Po sat cross-legged on the deck of the gently rocking boat, eyes closed in meditation. Beside him, Luffy fidgeted, clearly restless.
"Try to find your inner peace," Po said softly, still shutting his eyes. "My master, Shifu, taught me Kung Fu in a way that suited me—my style. I'm grateful to him for changing me, instead of letting me stay the way I was."
Luffy scratched his head. "But why can't we train now?"
Po smiled faintly. "Because we're on a boat. Training on land is better. The ground beneath your feet helps you focus."
Luffy nodded thoughtfully. "I see."
After a pause, Luffy asked, "What *is* inner peace anyway?"
Po opened one eye, then closed it again.
"Everyone finds it differently. Shifu learned to let go of trying to control everything to teach me. I haven't quite learned that myself yet, but if he did it, I'll try my best to follow."
Po glanced sideways and saw that Luffy had already drifted off to sleep. He sighed softly, a smile tugging at his lips.
Not far away, rapid punches and deft blocks echoed across the deck as Seiryu and Sakurai sparred hand-to-hand. Their movements were fluid and precise, a dance of skill and strength without weapons.
Seiryu's eyes shone with excitement.
"You haven't lost your touch."
Sakurai grinned, dodging a swift jab.
"Did you not watch my fight with Mihawk?" He winked at Koro, who barked playfully in response.
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Seiryu's expression darkened. "Sakurai...What happened to the Jaegers?"
Sakurai's face grew grave as he threw a light punch that Seiryu easily blocked.
"The Jaegers don't exist anymore. I killed Esdeath myself. I blew myself up afterward."
Seiryu's brow furrowed. "Why? How did this all come to be? And why would you blow yourself up after killing General Esdeath?"
Sakurai's eyes darkened as he recalled that 'fateful day.'
"I blew myself up not just to kill Esdeath, but because I felt I had failed you, Seiryu. I didn't fight hard enough to open your eyes—to show you the truth about the Empire's rotten core."
"Rotten core?"
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He sighed, 'the weight of his past mistakes heavy on his shoulders.'
"But now… I've been given another chance. I won't let it slip away. This time, I will be the one to guide you to justice."
" Sakurai..." Seryu said, surprise showing on her face, with her eyes widening from hearing that from Sakurai. But he was not yet done.
She deserved to hear the truth and understand that her justice is wrong since it came from serving the Empire.
Sakurai's voice lowered. "Night Raid was behind much of it. They even managed to overthrow the Emperor himself."
Seiryu's eyes narrowed, anger flashing. "The blood of innocent citizens must have flowed because of those rebels. They deserve to be punished."
Sakurai shook his head, sadness in his eyes. "But, In the end, they weren't the villains. The Empire itself was corrupt, rotten from within."
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Before the tension could grow, Seiryu roared, her voice carrying across the deck, catching the attention of Po, Luffy, and Sanji.
"SAKURAI!"
"What are you saying!?
The Empire is evil? Corrupt? That can't be true! I refuse to believe it!"
[Revelations of Justice]
The sparring had stopped. Sakurai sat down heavily on the deck, wiping sweat from his brow. Seiryu stood stiffly, still bristling with anger.
Sakurai looked at her intently.
"Seiryu… tell me. What was your goal when you were still alive in our world?"
Luffy, nearby, furrowed his brow in confusion.
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Sakurai's gaze shifted toward Luffy before returning to Seiryu. " Her and I — we come from another world. We fought on the same side back then. But we were wrong. The Empire was corrupt. It deserved the justice it got."
Seiryu's jaw tightened. "My goal was to bring justice and peace to the Empire. To rid it of all evil. That's what I fought for. I only ever fought those who were truly evil!"
Sakurai nodded slowly. "That's what you believed your actions were. You killed only those you saw as enemies of the Empire, nothing more. But if you think you understand how many innocent lives you've taken… You don't."
Seiryu repeated the word silently in her thoughts — *innocent*. She refused to believe she had killed anyone who wasn't a villain. In her mind, Night Raid was the absolute evil, the ones who slaughtered the Empire's most important people.
"That's ridiculous," Seiryu snapped. "I only killed criminals!"
Sakurai's eyes were steady. "Petty thieves aren't criminals. They are victims of an Empire that enforces cruel laws that make people desperate enough to steal."
Seiryu's voice rose defiantly. "They *are* criminals! What else would they be? And if you say otherwise, it means you don't understand justice."
Sakurai's expression softened, sympathy shining through. "I was the one who killed Ogre — but I made sure to time it so Night Raid would take the blame. Along with Stylish, before my death."
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Seiryu's eyes widened. "Why? Why would you do that to two people I cared about… respected?"
"Because Ogre and Stylish were evil," Sakurai replied quietly. "Ogre framed innocent people for crimes, having them hanged. Stylish experimented on humans with no remorse — both were criminals who deserved justice."
"Huh!?"
He paused, then added.
"Maybe you misunderstood my dream. It was never to uphold the Empire's justice — but *my* justice. To punish the worst criminals who destroyed villages the Empire ignored, and to fight corruption that always exists, no matter the world."
Mihawk, who had been silently watching, nodded. "He's right. The Marines are led by vile Celestial Dragons — disgusting people who make even the worst criminals seem decent."
Luffy's eyes narrowed into an angry glare, and his hand clenched into a fist. "Did you just say Celestial Dragons?"
Mihawk met his gaze. "Yes. Do you know them?"
Luffy's voice trembled, his eyes still furrowed into an angry glare. "One of them killed someone I considered a brother. Just because they were going on their way on their ship ."
" I see. What was his name if you don't mind me asking? " Mihawk asked with a sympathetic glance towards Luffy.
" His name was Sabo. " Luffy said before closing his eyes and taking a deep breath to calm himself down.
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' Sabo? That's odd. Was it not the exact name that one of the revolutionaries had when I was reading the paper? Maybe I should tell him after this whole situation with his navigator is resolved. Would not want his attention to be shifted to a painful subject about his brother beingpossiblyalive. ' Mihawk thought while taking a sip of wine from his glass.
Sakurai sighed. "When I caught thieves stealing from stores, I asked them why. Most said it was because soldiers harassed them, their families suffered, and they couldn't live decently because of crushing taxes. One father stole bread to feed his family."
"That's when I realized the Empire was corrupt."
He looked at Seiryu. "You never tried to ask why. You just saw a thief, and ordered Koro to kill without hesitation."
Seiryu's eyes flashed. "SHUT UP! I saw the man with the stolen goods. He was a vile thief, enjoying robbery. He deserved it!"
"Are you saying this whole time i was betraying my father!?"
"Sakurai, why are you being so mean to me!?"
Her voice broke as she slid to the ground, tears flowing freely. "I'm not evil…I'm...I'm...!" "
A pair of hands gently embraced her, stroking her back, trying to calm her which were revealed to be from Sakurai.
Sakurai spoke softly, "You're right. You *were* just a puppet for the real villain of the Empire. Probably brainwashed to do their bidding. Let me tell you. When you died, that bastard Honest immediately replaced you — because to him, you were worthless. Everything around you was silently wishing for your demise."
"What...?"
[Seeds of Understanding]
The silence hung heavy in the air after Seiryu's emotional breakdown. Luffy, ever impulsive, broke the tension by stepping forward, his straw hat casting a shadow over his eyes. He gently placed a hand on Seiryu's shoulder, his touch surprisingly gentle.
"Hey," Luffy said, his voice unusually soft."Seryu."
"Remember when I told you that killing Kuro was not justice? You listened to me back then."
Seiryu looked up at him, her eyes red and swollen with tears. She remembered Luffy's words, his unwavering belief in his own sense of justice. Back then, it had seemed so simple, so clear-cut. Now, everything was muddled and confused.
"Luffy…" she whispered, her voice barely , taking the san part of his name.
Luffy grinned, his usual cheerful demeanor returning. "I don't care about your past, Seiryu. What matters is the kind of person you are *now*."
Tears welled up in Seiryu's eyes again, and she choked out his name. "Luffy…"
Before she could say anything more, Po gently intervened, placing a comforting hand on her arm.
"The road of change is always difficult," he said, his voice filled with wisdom. "The most important thing is to understand *why* people do the things they do."
Po smiled gently at Seiryu, his eyes filled with compassion.
"If you heard the story of the person who stole the bread, would you still judge her, or would you try to help her?"
Seiryu hesitated, her brow furrowed in thought. The idea of helping someone who had broken the law was still foreign to her, but Luffy's words and Po's gentle guidance were starting to chip away at her rigid beliefs.
"I… I guess I would help her," she said finally, her voice uncertain. "If she had a reasonable reason."
Sakurai, who had been silently observing the exchange, stepped forward, a gentle smile playing on his lips.
"Does that go for Nami as well?" he asked, his voice soft but firm.
They weren't too sure if Nami had betrayed them yet. Shana was with her so they could only ask the girl if it was really like that.
Seiryu sighed, her shoulders slumping slightly. Nami's betrayal was still fresh in her mind, but she knew that she couldn't apply a different standard to her than she would to anyone else.
"I… I'll hear Nami out before acting," she said, her voice tinged with resignation. "I owe her that much, at least."
'This kid... He knew how to question Seiryu's commitment to justice for the sake of this empire they are talking about and made sure to be calm when questioning her views. Therefore helping her grow up as a person at a slow pace. Change does not come fast and out of the sudden. It comes slowly and steadily. Sakurai Kurohitsugi, you managed to impress me once again. I can't wait to start training you to be strong enough to want to surpass not only me, but anyone who stands in your way.' Mihawk though with a rare smile tugging on his face beforetaking a sip from his glass of wine.
The gentle sway of the ship was accompanied by quiet murmurs and soft footsteps on the wooden deck. Koro, the loyal dog, suddenly padded over to Seiryu and gently wrapped himself around her leg, looking up with mournful eyes.
Seiryu knelt down and stroked his head softly.
"It's not your fault, Koro," she said gently.
Sakurai, lounging nearby with a faint grin, chuckled. "Oh no, Koro, this is all *her* fault for going overboard."
Koro barked happily, wagging his tail eagerly at Sakurai's teasing.
Seiryu's eyes narrowed playfully as she snapped.
"Don't you dare turn Koro against me!"
The group erupted into laughter, the tension easing from the air.
Luffy suddenly piped up, scratching his head.
"Hey, by the way,where's Usopp?"
Sanji, leaning against the railing with a cigarette tucked behind his ear, smirked. "Zoro dragged him off with him, telling him he's going to help in bringing Nami back."
Luffy nodded with a simple, "I see." Then he turned to Sanji, eyes brightening. "Is the food ready yet?"
"Almost," Sanji replied, glancing toward the galley. Then, with a mischievous twinkle, he asked Sakurai, "Hey, can I get some tips on how to get a girlfriend?"
Sakurai raised an eyebrow, amused. "You want *me* to teach you about girls?"
Sanji shrugged, a little embarrassed. "Yeah, you seem like you know what you're doing."
Sakurai leaned forward, adopting a mock-serious tone. "Alright, listen carefully. First, you have to be kind, respectful, and relaxed. That's important."
He paused, then added, "To get a girl's attention, start by talking to her and watch her face. If she giggles and seems to enjoy your company, you're on the right path."
"And," Sakurai continued with a slight smirk, "if the girl blushes when you compliment her looks, that means she probably likes you."
Sanji nodded eagerly, hanging on every word.
Sakurai's tone softened. "But take it slow. There's no need to rush. Relationships aren't a race. Let things happen naturally."
He gave Sanji a pointed look. "Most importantly, don't be a simp who flirts with every girl you meet. Girls can sense desperation. If you're too eager, they'll avoid you like the plague… or worse, use you."
Sanji cringed audibly, muttering, "That's… pretty much me…"
'damn it.
he's actually right.'
Po chuckled nearby, shaking his head. "Sanji, listen to Sakurai. He's got a point."
Sanji sighed, looking thoughtful. "Maybe I should tone down the flirting a bit. I mean, I love flirting, but… I'd really like to have a girlfriend who loves and respects me the way I would her."
Seiryu chuckled softly from her spot. "Sakurai, where do you even get all this knowledge about girls?"
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Sakurai scratched the back of his head, cheeks tinged faintly pink. "I… like to read romance novels in my free time," he admitted sheepishly.
"That's probably why I managed to get a date with you."
Seiryu's cheeks flushed a deeper shade of red. "I never would've guessed. I always thought you were just serious and all about justice."
Sakurai rolled his eyes good-naturedly. "Yeah, yeah, I get that a lot."
Chapter 20: 'Here comes Arlong! The strongest man in the east blue!'
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(This part was written by my co-worker)
Even though Seryu was eating the delicious food Sanji had made, she could not help but be conflicted. Did this mean she could just brush it all off and move forward? Even if it looked like she agreed with Sakurai's point of view, she was still struggling to understand. How could she simply give up on her way of justice—the justice she had delivered with her own hands?
If Sakurai was telling the truth, then where was the truth she had been following all this time?
And if she accepted that her justice had been wrong all along, then should she accept the guilt of having killed people whose only "crime" was stealing food because the Empire's taxes had starved them?
A memory rose unbidden.
A thief with a loaf of bread under his arm, breath ragged as he bolted through the street. The bakery owner burst outside, shouting, "Thief!"
His cries for help echoed.
Seryu didn't hesitate. She sprinted after the man. She was faster, stronger. She cornered him and commanded:
"Koro. Justice."
Her Teigu answered with a growl, teeth flashing like knives. In a single motion, Koro tore into him. Blood hit the cobblestones. The man's body crumpled, half-devoured in an instant.
Seryu had watched with satisfaction. Another criminal is punished. For a moment, she even wondered if she should have dragged it out—piece by piece, starting from the legs—but dismissed it as unnecessary torture. That would make her no better than the ones she condemned.
She picked up the loaf of bread and returned it to the shopkeeper.
"Here it goes."
The man's hands trembled as he accepted it. His eyes were wide, his mouth slack. He looked not relieved, but horrified. His voice shook as he whispered a thanks, and Seryu—saluting crisply—dismissed his fear as the natural reaction of someone unused to her methods.
She hadn't seen the silent cry that came after, the guilt etched on his face as he realized his plea for help had ended in another man's death.
Now, recalling it, Seryu felt her stomach twist. Perhaps Sakurai was right. She hadn't seen what she was doing as wrong, even at the cost of making the very people she swore to protect afraid of her.
Her chest tightened. What if that man appeared in her dreams? What if he accused her of killing him not for justice, but because he was hungry, driven to theft by taxes too heavy to survive? What could she say? That she didn't know the truth? Would that matter to the dead? Wouldn't it sound like the coward's excuse she feared it was?
And then there was Nami. Even now, part of her wondered whether she should let the thief-turned-pirate defend herself for stealing the ship… or simply let Koro devour her.
Before she could sink further, Po's voice broke in:
"Things ingrained within you cannot be changed so easily. But one step at a time—the potential is there. Reflect on yourself, and you'll find the path that benefits both you and your new friends. Doubt isn't weakness. Its growth. It's what helps you change."
Seryu listened silently, then turned to Sakurai. "You said the Empire lied to me. Do you have proof?"
Sakurai nodded. "Yes. Ogre and Stylish left journals. I've read them."
Her hands trembled. "Even so… I don't think I can change. If I dream of the people I killed—if they call me a coward who hides behind excuses—what defense could I offer? That I was blind? That I didn't know of the Empire's corruption? Wouldn't that make me guilty of turning away from their suffering?"
She looked at him, desperate. "Sakurai… what should I do?"
He sighed, a heavy sound that seemed to carry years of his own regret.
"Then own up to it. If nightmares come, face them. You can't erase what you've done. Neither can I. I killed Esdeath and threw my life away instead of carrying my guilt forward. You killed because you believed it was right. Different choices, different guilts—but guilt all the same. If we run from it, we repeat the same mistakes. If we bear it, maybe we change."
Seryu's eyes burned. She stared down at her hands, blinking hard to stop the tears. Her appetite vanished. Compared to those who had starved because of the Empire, she didn't deserve Sanji's cooking.
Mihawk's golden gaze flicked toward her. He noticed the untouched plate, the hollow guilt written on her face, and frowned.
"Pathetic," he muttered. Then, louder: "If you're truly sorry, you'll eat. Starving yourself doesn't bring anyone back. It only adds another wasted life—your own. The dead may never forgive you, but wasting food is an insult to them. Eat in their memory. Carry them with you."
Seryu blinked. Mihawk's words cut sharper than she expected. She hesitated, the air around her heavy, like a whirlpool dragging her down.
"Why hesitate now? "she asked herself.
Back then, when I killed for the Empire, I never hesitated. So why falter here, when I want to change?
Her fists clenched. No more hesitation. If I could kill without pause, then I would carry guilt without pause. I will shoulder them all—and I will change.
She raised her head. Her eyes, brown and fierce, burned with new resolve. "Thank you… Mihawk."
Then, turning to Sakurai, she added firmly: "I'll try. No—I will try."
Sakurai gave her a solemn nod before returning to his meal. And for the first time that night, Seryu picked up her fork again.
The Mentor's Shadow
The crew sat together, the salty wind carrying laughter and the clink of dishes. Po leaned back, patting his belly after a generous helping of Sanji's cooking, when Sakurai tilted his head curiously.
"So, Po," Sakurai asked, his tone casual yet probing, "how exactly did you learn Kung Fu? And… how did you even end up here?"
Po's ears perked up. He grinned sheepishly, scratching the back of his head. "Well, believe it or not… fireworks. Yeah, a whole box of them went off, and boom! I made this super flashy entrance. That's how I landed in front of Master Oogway."
"Fireworks?" Luffy gasped dramatically, nearly choking on a piece of meat. "That's amazing! Were you, like, riding a rocket?!"
Po chuckled nervously. "Sort of? Anyway, Oogway—the greatest Kung Fu master—pointed at me and said I was the Dragon Warrior. Shifu, my raccoon master, uh… didn't really agree. He tried everything to make me quit."
He paused, his expression turning sheepish. "But then, when he saw how much I liked food, he used that against me. Shifu kept snatching rice balls, leaving me with nothing, until I learned to fight for it. And eventually… I did. That's how I found my strength."
Luffy dropped his food with a horrified look. "That's so cruel! Training someone by starving them!"
Sanji exhaled smoke from his cigarette, unimpressed. "Of course you'd learn Kung Fu by chasing food. Figures."
Po only laughed. "Hey, it worked, didn't it?"
Sakurai smirked, resting his elbow on the table. "I'd call that an… interesting method of training."
Seryu, seated beside him, gave him a deadpan stare. "Of course you'd say that. Easy to mock training when you already have skills no one ever taught you."
The air shifted. Sakurai's smirk faded, replaced with something more thoughtful. His golden eyes dimmed, distant. "…That might not be true. Someone did train me."
Mihawk, who had been silent until now, leaned forward slightly. His hawk-like gaze sharpened. "Those moves of yours… they don't come from instinct alone. Who was your teacher?"
The fire crackled quietly as the crew waited. Finally, Sakurai answered.
"Her name was Shizuru Kendo."
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Memory flooded him like a tide.
His gold eyes, once bright, had been hollow back then. Blood streamed from the stumps where his arms had been severed. He had no words left—no will. Only the faint awareness of a white-haired woman with burning red eyes glaring at the injustice before her.
"That look… it pisses me off," Shizuru muttered. Her expression softened as she lifted him into her arms. "Someone like you shouldn't be left broken."
What followed was agony. The operation took six months—screams echoing through hidden chambers as steel and flesh fused. Blades and shields, grafted within him, becoming extensions of his body. Every day was pain. Every night was a lesson in survival.
But through it all, Shizuru remained. she was Harsh. Demanding. Unyielding. Yet… human.
When Sakurai once asked why she had run from the Empire, she only smirked, clenching her fist. "Because if I ever see Ogre again, I'll kick him in the balls. And Stylish? I'll break his face."
Her words had sparked something. The fire of justice. A dream of striking down monsters like them.
One evening, he had accidentally opened one of her romance novels, expecting a tactical manual. His confusion had made her laugh until tears welled in her red eyes. From then on, reading romance had become his quiet, secret hobby.
Years passed. Shizuru's relentless training forged him. Until the day she finally declared, "You're ready. You can stand on your own."
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Sakurai's voice trailed off as he returned to the present, the weight of memory still heavy in his chest.
Seryu tilted her head, a sly smile curving her lips. "So that's where your little romance hobby came from. Cute, actually."
Sakurai groaned, rolling his eyes. "Don't start." He smirked mischievously, turning toward Sanji. "If you've got time to tease me, how about practicing your charm on Seryu? She is a girl, after all."
"W-what?!" Seryu snapped, her cheeks coloring as Sanji's eyes lit up like stars.
"Finally!" Sanji cried, dropping to one knee dramatically in front of her. "My sweet justice angel, let me cook for you for the rest of my life—"
"Denied!" Seryu barked, shoving him away with a furious blush.
The ship rocked with laughter, but beneath it, Mihawk's gaze lingered on Sakurai. A teacher like Shizuru Kendo… her existence raised more questions than answers.
And in Mihawk's mind, one thought remained:
" Perhaps this boy's blade has yet to be fully forged. "
The night sky above the ship was painted with stars, their faint glow mirrored on the calm waves below. The crew had gathered around after dinner, lingering in conversation. Sanji leaned against the railing, cigarette glowing faintly, while Sakurai stood nearby with his usual composed expression.
"Sanji," Sakurai began, his tone even but carrying a faint warmth, "you shouldn't rush. Take it slowly."
Sanji blinked, caught off guard. "Slowly, huh? Heh… that's not exactly my style." He scratched his cheek sheepishly, smoke drifting upward. "Changing like that ain't so easy."
Sakurai smirked, the faintest glint in his golden eyes. "That's fine. Change isn't supposed to happen all at once. One step at a time is enough."
Sanji stared for a moment, then chuckled softly. "Tch… You're too composed for your own good, you know that?"
Before the air grew too heavy, Sakurai shifted his gaze toward Po, who was happily chewing on a late-night dumpling Sanji had made for him. "By the way, Po… how did you even end up here in the first place?"
Po paused mid-bite, eyes widening. He swallowed hard before answering. "Oh, that! Believe it or not, it was a wizard. Some crazy powerful wizard challenged me—and before I knew it, boom! I got sent here!"
Luffy's eyes sparkled brighter than the stars above. He slammed his hands on the table with pure excitement. "A wizard sent you here?! That's so cool! I wanna be sent by a wizard too!"
Sanji groaned, dragging on his cigarette. "Of course you'd think that's cool… no surprise there. After all, you're you."
Luffy just grinned ear to ear, giving Po a hearty thumbs-up. "Welcome to the crew, Po!"
The panda blinked, then beamed, his paws clasped together. "Wow… thanks, Luffy. That's… that's really nice of you."
The crew's laughter and chatter carried into the night, the ship rocking gently beneath them.
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Nami was looking from the ship remembering of managing in convincing Shana in helping her.
Flashback *
The night air wrapped the ship in a heavy stillness, broken only by the creak of the mast and the distant murmur of waves. Moonlight painted the deck in silver, illuminating the two figures standing apart—yet bound by circumstance.
Nami's hands trembled as she gripped the railing, her knuckles pale. Her eyes, sharp with determination yet shadowed by guilt, turned to the girl across from her.
Shana.
The Flame Haze stood rigid, her crimson hair like a banner in the night wind, her dark irises burning with suspicion. The sword at her hip glimmered faintly, as if reflecting her turbulent emotions.
"You're running away," Shana said flatly, her voice cutting through the silence. It wasn't a question. It was an accusation, heavy with judgment.
Nami flinched, but she didn't avert her gaze. "I'm going to save my village. My people. If I stay here, if I keep pretending, Arlong will keep bleeding them dry. I can't let that happen anymore."
Shana's lips pressed into a thin line. "So you abandon your captain. The crew who trusted you. You think justice lies in betrayal?"
The word stung, but Nami forced herself to stand tall. "If I don't leave now, there won't be a village left to save. You don't understand what it's like to carry this alone."
Shana's hand brushed the hilt of her blade, a habit born of instinct. "I understand enough. I've fought alongside those who claim 'necessity' to excuse cowardice. Betrayal, no matter the reason, leaves scars deeper than any wound."
For a heartbeat, silence stretched between them. The ship rocked gently, the waves whispering secrets neither girl wished to hear.
Then Nami stepped closer. Her voice softened, cracking under the weight of truth. "You're right. Betrayal is ugly. But I swear to you, I'm not running away to save myself. I'm going back to fight for them. For my home. For something I can't abandon, no matter how much I want to stay with Luffy and the others."
Her words rang with desperation, yet beneath it lay a quiet strength.
Shana's expression wavered. The crimson glow in her eyes dimmed, replaced by something more human—hesitation. She remembered her own countless battles, her moments of doubt hidden beneath a wall of certainty. She had judged quickly, and perhaps too harshly.
"…If you leave, they'll be vulnerable," Shana said at last, her tone softening, though it still carried an edge. "Your captain is reckless. He will walk into death with a smile."
Nami gave a sad laugh, shaking her head. "That's exactly why I believe in him. He'll come. No matter how far, no matter the odds. Luffy always comes."
The name lingered in the air like a vow.
Shana turned her face away, scowling to hide the flicker of understanding in her eyes. "Hmph. I'll go with you. But know this—if your words prove false, if you truly mean to betray them, I will not let you go unscathed."
Nami exhaled a breath she hadn't realized she was holding, relief flooding her chest. She managed a small, grateful smile. "That's fair."
Shana gave no reply. She simply adjusted her grip on her sword and stepped toward the helm, her crimson hair trailing like fire in the moonlight. Nami followed, her heart heavy but her resolve firm.
The ship turned toward Cocoyasi Village, carrying with it two girls bound by distrust and fragile hope—an uneasy alliance born under the gaze of the moon.
Flashback end *
" Just you wait everyone. I will put an end to Arlong's reign."
The laughter aboard the Going Merry carried on through the night, but far from the waves, in the bustling floating restaurant Baratie, two men sat facing one another.
One was clad in the white and red of the Marines, his immense frame impossible to ignore. The other leaned casually across the table, his wooden leg tapping faintly against the floorboards as he wiped down a glass.
"Zeheheheh…" Vice Admiral Garp's booming laugh shook the plates around them. "So that's how it is, huh? Mihawk decided to escort that grandson of mine to help his crewmate. That explains why I've been waiting so long."
Zeff raised a bushy eyebrow, sliding a dish of freshly grilled seafood toward the Marine. "Sounds like the boy's got people watching out for him. You sure you don't mind? A pirate's a pirate, no matter how you dress it."
Garp leaned back, arms folded like boulders, his expression unreadable for a moment. Then, with a grin, he tore into the food. "Heh. If that swordsman's with him, I can afford to wait. Still…" His eyes narrowed slightly, the grin not leaving his face. Luffy… you'd better finish helping your crewmate. Otherwise, I'll be the one worrying about you.
Zeff smirked, lighting a fresh cigar. "Hmph. You Marines are supposed to be enemies of pirates. Funny seeing one sit here, waiting on a boy chasing freedom."
"Zeheheheh!" Garp's laughter rumbled again, shaking the restaurant walls. "Enemy or not, family's family. Besides—" he lifted his mug of ale high "—if I've got time to wait, I've got time to eat. Your food better live up to the reputation, old man!"
Zeff barked out a laugh of his own, slamming a matching mug against Garp's. "Eat all you want. Just don't break my tables."
The two clinked mugs, their voices echoing over the waves—an unlikely camaraderie between men from opposite sides of the sea.
(Written by me)
The salty breeze rolled across the deck of the Going Merry, carrying the scent of the sea and a faint tension in the air. Standing proudly at the bow, Nami gazed ahead with a resolute expression. Her usual dress had been exchanged for a pair of shorts, giving her the look of someone prepared for a long, personal battle.
"Finally... I returned to my homeland," she murmured, her voice low but heavy with conviction.
High above, perched against the mast, Shana watched in silence. Her crimson eyes never wavered as she studied Nami's stance. The Flame Haze had been the one to corner Nami after her sudden betrayal of the crew, but what she discovered had changed everything.
Nami's truth, her motive for turning against them, was something Shana couldn't ignore. After hearing it, she chose a different path—she would let Nami carry out her struggle, alone if necessary.
"What do you intend to do?" Alastor glowed.
"I'll wait," Shana whispered to herself, arms folded as the wind tugged at her hair. "Luffy and the others will come... and when they do, I'll tell them everything."
"A wise choice. You may have experience dispatching inhumane creatures. but we currently do not have enough information about these 'Fishmen', the navigator elaborated on."
Shana simply nod her head.
Meanwhile, deep within Cocoyashi Village, an uneasy silence hung over the open square. A group of men lounged about carelessly, their laughter echoing beneath the towering structure that loomed over them. The tall building bore the bold lettering of "Arlong Park", its shadow stretching across the village like a constant reminder of who held power here. Above it fluttered a crimson pirate flag—emblazoned with the symbol of the Fish-Men Pirates.
"Take your share of the month. It's yours!" Arlong declared, his jagged teeth glinting as he handed a pouch of money toward a uniformed figure.
The marine who received it bore the twisted features of a rat—his whiskered face twitching, beady eyes gleaming with greed.
"You know, Arlong," the marine said with a sly grin, "you have a very different mindset from other pirates. You know exactly how the world works."
"Sha sha sha sha!" Arlong's booming laugh filled the air. "Then we're set, partner! As long as you keep helping me here in the East Blue, you'll always have your hand wet! But you know…" His grin widened, revealing a row of sharp fangs. "You're also a very smart man, for someone who works in the navy!"
"Thank you for the polite words," the marine muttered, though his grin betrayed his satisfaction.
"Sha sha sha sha! Why all the modesty!" Arlong spread his arms wide, as if embracing the very concept of corruption.
"Only those who understand the value of money know how to live well!" the rat-faced marine replied with conviction. "Money is life—you can't live without it! Don't you agree, friend?"
"C-Certainly!"
Arlong chuckled darkly, his sharp nose flaring. "You know, I hate humans… but I make an exception for smartasses like you."
Arlong leaned back against his chair, claws drumming idly on the armrest. His grin faltered for the first time.
"Though I must admit," he growled, "I've been a bit frustrated lately. Word reaches me of intruders… beating up my brothers, meddling in what's mine, even protecting the nearby villages." His sharp teeth clenched before his expression twisted back into a smile. "But… a good friend always cheers me up."
Not far from him, a crustacean fishman with massive claws was pounding the ground, sweat pouring as he performed push-ups with manic energy. Each thud of his body against the floor made the room tremble slightly.
Beside him, a gaunt fishman with the traits of a stonefish, the most venomous fish in the sea, muttered irritably as he injected himself with a needle. His skin twitched as he tested yet another strange concoction. Seconds later, he cursed under his breath. "Tch. Still no effect. Nothing works…"
Arlong waved the scene off with little interest before turning back to his guest.
"Okay then, we're done here!"
The rat-faced marine tucked his pay into his coat, glancing toward the dock.
"Why don't you go have a few drinks before you leave?" Arlong offered with a sly grin.
"It's not good for a navy ship to be anchored on a pirate island for too long," the marine replied cautiously.
"Suit yourself." Arlong chuckled. "Don't worry, if you want, I'll cut out the traitor's tongue."
"No need. Now, if you'll excuse me!"
"Hey, guys!" Arlong barked. "Show the way to our guests!"
Suddenly, the calm of the ocean was broken. A great splash erupted as a towering figure pulled itself from the water. Emerging was a massive octopus fishman, his body glistening with seawater, and atop his head flowed strange grey hair that framed his face like storm clouds.
"Okay!" the octopus fishman said cheerfully, lifting one of his many arms in a wave. "Come on up and I'll give you a ride!"
"Oh! How kind!" the rat-faced marine replied, smirking as he adjusted his coat.
Hatchi blinked and tilted his head. "You know, every time I see you, you get uglier. You look like a little mouse!"
"Hatchi! Watch your mouth—the captain is our guest, idiot!" Arlong barked, though his tone was laced with amusement rather than anger.
"Oh right! Forgive me!" Hatchi scratched the back of his head, embarrassed, before gesturing toward the sea. "Follow me!" With that, he slipped back into the ocean, pushing the small boat that the marine climbed atop of with ease.
"No problem," Arlong muttered with a toothy grin, watching the arrangement play out. Then his sharp gaze turned toward the corner of the yard. "Hey, Ika! Say goodbye to our guests!"
Sitting on the floor with her legs tucked under her, a small squid girl was surrounded by an odd assortment of toys—most clearly stolen from terrified villagers. Her long blue hair, styled into tentacle-like strands, wiggled as she looked up from her play.
"Goodbye," she said politely, though without much enthusiasm, waving one of her toy-filled hands before going back to her game.
As the boat drifted away with the marine, Ika scrunched her nose. "Whew! At least that weird rat guy is gone! He smelled so squidd-ing bad, geso!
Meanwhile, on the outskirts of the village, Nami appeared. A heavy bag slung over her shoulder, she walked slowly toward the looming structure of Arlong Park. Her expression was composed, though her grip on the bag's strap betrayed a quiet tension.
the time she reached the courtyard, laughter and chatter filled the air. Inside, Ika Musume was happily sprawled on the ground, playing with her collection of toys. She waved her arms dramatically, pretending to be a giant monster rampaging across a tiny village made of sticks and shells.
"Huh?" Ika's play came to a halt as her eyes caught movement.
"Well, well!" a voice rang out. "Look who's back!"
"It's been a while, Nami!" another added, rising to greet her.
Arlong leaned forward with a toothy grin. "Tell me, how was the trip this time?"
Nami lifted the bulging bag and set it down with a thud. "Well, it was productive. I packed a lot of things! You can't imagine how many stupid people there are in the world. Look how full it is!"
"Sha sha sha!" Arlong's booming laugh filled the air. "You're so good at pulling the wool over people's eyes, girl!"
"I bet she used the— cough— trick again!" croaked the stonefish fishman, sprawled on the ground with his hands clutching another failed vial of medicine.
"Yeah!" Nami said with a forced grin.
"Who the jet is she?" Ika wondered quietly, tilting her head as she studied the orange-haired thief.
"I can't believe it! Our girl is back!" one fishman shouted. "Quick, prepare a party!"
"Nami's back! She's back!" The cry echoed, and with a tremendous splash, a whole group of fishmen erupted from the waters surrounding the park. Among them emerged a hulking great white shark fishman, his body scarred from battles, and beside him, the sleek, menacing form of a black devil fishman whose fins gleamed in the sun.
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Nami's steps slowed, her eyes flickering uneasily toward the crowd of fishmen gathering around her. The welcoming cheer only made her chest tighten.
Suddenly, a blur of motion burst from the side.
"Nami! Let's spar together!" cried the crustacean fishman, his chitinous claws raised like a prizefighter, fists clenched tight in a boxer's stance. His shell gleamed in the sunlight, and his eager grin showed no malice—only boundless energy.
"M-Maybe another time… Kaniyuu..." Nami said, forcing a shy smile as she stepped back.
"Your loss!" Kaniyuu barked with enthusiasm. He spun on his heels, pumping his fists. "Brothers! Who wants to spar with me? I'm ready to go!"
"Not me… please not me…" groaned the stonefish, dragging himself up from the floor only to collapse again, coughing from his latest failed experiment.
"I'm on!" shouted the hulking shark fishman with white hair. He cracked his knuckles, his sharp teeth flashing. "Let's take this outside!"
"You're on, Bruce!" Kaniyuu replied, his energy surging again.
Meanwhile, floating lazily in the water, the black devil fishman took a slow bite out of an apple. His tone was as flat as the waves around him. "Monday… today is Monday… I hate Monday…"
Before Nami could even find a place to sit down, a shadow appeared in front of her.
It was Ika Musume.
Balancing herself atop a precarious stack of toys, she puffed out her cheeks and crossed her arms, trying to appear taller. With proud determination in her eyes, she pointed dramatically at Nami.
"I don't know who you are!" she declared loudly. "But if you try any funny business on our base of operations, then I, the future ruler of humanity, will strike you down where you stand, ges-Ooooooo!"
She hadn't finished her grand speech before the pile of toys shifted beneath her feet. With a squeal, the entire stack collapsed, sending her tumbling face-first into the dirt.
A moment of silence—and then, the courtyard erupted in laughter.
"Sha sha sha sha!" Arlong's roar rose above the others. "That's my girl!"
"Auuuuuu…" Ika whimpered, rubbing her sore forehead. "My monologue…"
Nami bent down and offered her hand, gently helping the little squid girl back up. "We started off on the wrong foot. Who are you?" she asked with a genuine smile.
"Huh?" Ika blinked, taken aback by the kindness.
"I'm sorry, Ika," Arlong said with a broad grin, stepping forward. "I forgot to introduce you to Nami! She's our cryptographer. She's been with us since she was your size! Make sure to treat her with the respect she deserves!"
"Oh!" Ika straightened herself proudly. "Well, I'm Ika Musume! Emissary of the sea and Future ink-vader of humanity! Don't underestimate me! Arlong is my Papa! So I'm super stro—Ah!?"
Her rigid posture broke instantly into joy as Nami reached down and gently patted her head.
"Nice to meet you, ma'am!" Ika beamed, her tentacle-like strands wriggling with delight.
'She's nice!' Ika thought.
"How cute! I didn't know you had a daughter, Arlong," Nami said softly, though her eyes briefly flickered with surprise.
"You know how it is," Arlong replied with a mocking shrug. "I found her alone a few days ago, being mistreated by humans. And she convinced me not to attack them because it was too light a punishment! Sha sha sha!" His booming laugh echoed across the courtyard.
Nami turned back toward Ika, who smiled up at her with an innocence that seemed untouched by the cruelty around her.
'Arlong managed to corrupt even a child of his own species?' Nami thought grimly, her expression tightening for just a moment before she smoothed it away into a practiced smile.
Meanwhile, some distance from the island, a modest boat drifted slowly toward the shore. Four figures occupied its deck: Zoro, Usopp, Johnny, and Yosaku. The island ahead seemed to loom larger with each passing minute, its silhouette dominated by a stark structure topped with a flag.
"We… we're here," Usopp whispered, voice tight with nervous excitement as he pointed. "That one over there — Arlong Park."
Zoro squinted toward the shoreline, then turned slowly. "Is that the Fish-Man Pirates' base, Arlong?" Usopp asked, crouching as if to make himself smaller.
"It sure is," Yosaku replied, swallowing once. "I-It's exactly as they said."
"Is Nami really here?" Johnny blurted, hope and worry mingling in his tone.
"First things first," Johnny suggested, scanning the waterfront. "We know Nami-aniki arrived on the Going Merry. It would be prudent to locate where that ship is docked before we act."
"Fully noted," Yosaku agreed, voice steady but strained.
Without warning, Zoro rose to his feet, the motion sudden and resolute. "I'll cut them all down," he said, calm and unwavering.
"Did you lose your mind, Zoro-aniki!?" Johnny exploded, leaping to his feet. "Are you nuts!? We don't know the first thing about this island!" Usopp shouted, panic sharpening every syllable.
"Aniki, our enemies are the Fish-Men," Johnny said, urgency in his voice. "They're not ordinary humans — they're ten times, no, fifty times stronger. This island is infested with them. No matter how strong you are, charging in without a plan is far too dangerous."
Zoro stepped forward, his expression unreadable. "Luffy asked me to bring that woman and Shana back," he said quietly, each word measured. "No matter the opponent, I'll slice them all."
"Dang it…" the others muttered in unison, the weight of his resolve settling over them.
"All right. Let's go," Zoro announced, turning to move — but before he could take a step, the three of them slammed the butt of a hammer into the back of his head. He crumpled to the deck, knocked out cold.
"That was close…" Usopp breathed, the relief barely audible.
At the top of the Going Merry's mast, Shana perched with her usual calm composure, a piece of melon bread held delicately between her fingers. She chewed slowly, her crimson eyes scanning the endless expanse of the ocean. The salty wind tugged at her hair, but her focus never wavered.
Then, in the distance, movement caught her gaze. A small boat was steadily approaching the island. Shana's lips curved slightly, though she remained otherwise unbothered, continuing her quiet vigil from above.
"I found it!" Usopp exclaimed, pointing ahead. "The Going Merry is right there! And I can see Shana on the mast… but she looks so unbothered…"
"But why is that?" Yosaku wondered aloud, frowning.
"We'll ask her when we get there," Johnny said firmly. "What matters is that we know Nami-aniki is on that island!"
"Ah, you idiots, why did you tie me up? Let me go already!" Zoro growled, his brow furrowed as he struggled against the ropes.
"This stretch here — east of Arlong Park and Cocoyashi Village," Johnny said, tapping the map with a steady finger as if the tiny island before them were a chess piece.
"Why did she anchor here?" Yosaku asked, voice low and concerned as he studied the shoreline line-by-line.
"Hey, can you hear me?!" Zoro bellowed, his voice carrying across the small boat.
"You didn't tell me you were going to fight Hawk-Eye, idiot. Rest there for a bit; I'll take care of the rest from here!" Usopp said with a confident grin, though a hint of nervousness lingered beneath his bravado.
"Idiot! I'll rip your guts out!" Zoro snapped, teeth bared as he strained against his bindings.
"I am the brave warrior who will bring Nami and Shana back!" Usopp laughed proudly, puffing out his chest as though the sea itself were his stage.
"You're just excited because we're not in Arlong Park yet, right?" Johnny said, a sweatdrop sliding down his temple.
"Weigh anchor! Approaching the Going Merry!" Usopp commanded.
"Yes!" Johnny and Yosaku replied in unison.
"Very well! Now it's time to name this adventure in unknown lands!" Usopp raised a fist dramatically. "I'll call them The Great Adventures of Captain Usopp!"
But before his words could fully echo, Usopp immediately ducked, his body dropping low as his eyes caught sight of something ahead.
"What happened, what happened!?" Johnny asked as Usopp pointed frantically toward the shore.
"FISHMEN!" they yelled in harmony.
There were indeed three fishmen on the coast, lounging carelessly as if they owned the place.
"Why are they here?!" Usopp shouted in panic.
"Who cares! Changing trajectory!" he added quickly.
"Hey, why don't we stop here?" Zoro asked, unbothered.
"Idiot! There are fishmen over there! They're Arlong's henchmen, and they scare me!" Usopp yelled back, trembling.
"Shut up, I don't care about that." With his free leg, Zoro kicked Usopp straight in the face.
"Actually, I think this entire place is already taken over by Arlong! What do we do?" Johnny said nervously.
"Well… now that I think about it, Shana is pretty strong… S-She can probably take care of Nami…" Yosaku muttered, still unsure.
"JUST UNWRAP ME ALREADY DAMN IT!" Zoro roared, struggling against the ropes.
Suddenly, the fishmen on the coast leapt back into the water with alarming speed.
"Ahhh! They saw us!" Johnny cried, panic rising in his voice.
"Abandon ship!" Usopp shouted.
"Already on it!" Yosaku called as he scrambled.
"Hey, untie me first, you mules!" Zoro barked, struggling against his bonds.
Johnny peered anxiously over the gunwale. "Ahhh! They are getting closer!"
Without a second thought, the three of them jumped clear of the boat and into the sea, leaving the bound Zoro alone on the deck.
"Come back, bastards!" Zoro roared, fury burning in his chest.
The fishmen surged forward and clambered into the abandoned boat, wet scales glinting in the sun.
"Look at this, guys! It's just a lone human inside!" one of them sneered, prodding Zoro with a boot.
"He was definitely abandoned by his crew," another jeered, amusement in his tone.
Zoro's jaw tightened. I'm going to kill those bastards! he thought, every vein in his neck throbbing with anger.
"He must have been tortured by them too!" someone muttered, glancing at the ropes binding Zoro's wrists.
"Let's take him to Arlong!"
"Yeah!" one of the fishmen agreed, stepping closer.
But before any of them could act—
"HIEN!"
A sharp female voice rang out, followed by a blazing arc of fire slashing through the air. The strike tore across one of the fishmen, knocking him unconscious instantly.
"W-What!?" another stammered, wide-eyed.
"Brothe—Ahhh!" The second fishman howled as a burning gash seared across his back, dropping him to the deck writhing in pain.
"Shana," Zoro muttered, his tone flat but certain.
"W-Who—AHHHHH!" the last fishman screamed before collapsing, a fiery slash burning across his chest. Standing behind him, sword still smoking, was the culprit herself.
"I'm guessing this was Pinocchio's idea," Shana said, her crimson eyes glinting as she turned to Zoro.
"What took you so long?" Zoro asked dryly. She didn't answer, simply slashing through his ropes and freeing him with one clean motion.
"At least I know you didn't betray us," Zoro said, stretching his arms as though shaking off the tension.
Meanwhile, on the coastline, Usopp, Johnny, and Yosaku clawed their way up the rocky slope. Panting, they finally stood upright.
"I think the village here is called Gosa," Johnny said, pointing toward the settlement.
As the three caught their breath, their eyes widened. Before them stretched a beautiful village, peaceful and inviting at first glance.
"Hmmm… it's pretty normal… more than I thought," Yosaku muttered, scanning the streets.
"What do you mean?" Johnny asked.
"We heard that Arlong attacked this place a few days ago. I have a lot of questions. Why does the place look so normal?"
"M-Maybe these fishmen aren't as strong as they seem!" Usopp suggested nervously, forcing a grin.
"No," Yosaku said firmly, shaking his head. "Actually, there was something else I heard. Apparently, there is an intruder on this island. Very recently, he began making an appearance here. They say he has multiple faces. Some saw a flaming guy… others saw a diamond man."
Usopp's jaw dropped. "Multiple… faces?"
"They also say that this figure's strength is comparable—if not higher—than the fishmen themselves."
"Scary…" Usopp gulped, sweat dripping down his temple. His eyes darted nervously around the village. "I hope we don't stumble upon him."
But.
Before any of them could react further, a group of villagers emerged, their expressions a mixture of curiosity and mild confusion.
"Huh? Is there something on my face?" one muttered, blinking at the newcomers.
"…Visitors?" A middle-aged man stepped forward, his hand resting lightly on the shoulder of a small child beside him.
"Ha! It's a fishman!" the boy cried, pointing and taking a small step forward.
Before he could lunge, his father held him back firmly. "Don't be foolish, son. He's just a relative of the Southern Woodpeckers."
"What was that!?" Usopp suddenly barked, realization dawning on him as his eyes widened.
As the villagers whispered among themselves, a particular group approached, moving with quiet confidence.
"Don't pay attention to their comments. They're just curious," a young woman said, her short purple hair bouncing as she spoke. Her facial features bore a striking resemblance to Nami, though her expression was calm and observant.
"What's up with Pinocchio?" asked a boy standing next to her. His short brown hair fell slightly into his eyes, and he wore a plain white T-shirt. More striking, however, was the strange black wristwatch that stuck itself upon his wrist with secrets that it hid.
Meanwhile, somewhere else.
Outside Arlong Park, Hatchi was busy preparing a meal over a campfire—a massive, steaming meat bun roasting atop the flames.
"MOOMO! MOOMO! LITTLE MOOMO, LUNCH TIME!" he called cheerfully, his voice carrying out across the shoreline.
Beneath him, the silhouette of a massive creature stirred in the water. Yet instead of rising toward the surface, it shifted away, swimming in another direction entirely.
"Where did that little creature get to? She must be so hungry these hours…" Hatchi muttered with a puzzled expression, scratching his head as the fire crackled beside him.
(Cut.)
From below the waves, the shadowy giant moved with sudden purpose—its colossal frame slicing through the currents at great speed. Its course was set straight toward a boat far from shore, drifting dangerously close to Arlong Park.
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Luffy and Co's boat.
TO BE CONTINUED.
Chapter 21: 'I challenge you! The impenetrable sea cow named Moomo!'
Chapter Text
Everyone was, enjoying a meal freshly prepared by Sanji.
Everyone had a similar dish—savory, steaming, and fragrant—except Po, whose plate was specially made without any meat.
Seryu's serving was noticeably larger than the others, piled high with extra portions to match her appetite.
Mihawk, as expected, didn't partake. He sat apart with quiet disinterest, arms folded, observing the group with half-lidded eyes.
As chatter and clinking utensils filled the air, Luffy's gaze drifted toward Seryu's plate. Without hesitation—and without asking—
he stretched his rubbery arm forward, fingers aiming straight for one of her untouched pieces.
But perched calmly on Seryu's lap was Koro, watching the incoming limb with razor focus.
The moment Luffy's hand neared the edge of the plate…
time itself seemed to slow.
Koro's pupils shrank.
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Then
SNAP.
Koro lunged and bit down on Luffy's hand with deadly precision.
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A long, heavy silence followed.
and then.
Luffy howled at the top of his lungs as Koro clamped down harder. In the very next instant, a full-blown cartoonish brawl erupted on Seryu's lap—Luffy flailing wildly while Koro snarled like a tiny demon.
"OWOWOWOW! LET GO, YOU FURBALL!"
Seryu panicked, desperately trying to pry them apart.
"Koro! Stop—bad! Let go of Captain Luffy!"
Po and Sakurai watched with identical sweatdrops sliding down their faces.
"…Should we help?" Po muttered.
"Nope," Sakurai replied flatly.
Meanwhile, at the far end of the boat, Mihawk hadn't so much as blinked. Arms crossed, eyes half-lidded, he remained statuesque—completely unfazed and apparently immune to chaos.
Then, without warning, his expression shifted ever so slightly.
His Haki picked up something.
"…A sea creature?" he murmured. "In the East Blue? How peculiar."
His voice cut through the scuffle like a blade.
"You lot. Stop this nonsense and look around." His tone was calm—but absolute. "There's something beneath us right now."
Luffy and Koro froze mid-scrap. Everyone slowly turned.
"Huh?" Sanji leaned over the railing, cigarette between his lips. He squinted at the water. "…He's right."
The atmosphere shifted instantly. The crew tensed, eyes locked on the sea.
Then—something broke the surface.
A massive head emerged, dripping and snorting. An unholy fusion of cow and fish bobbed up, its eyes staring blankly at the boat.
"What is THAT thing?" Sakurai said, recoiling slightly.
It floated there like a sea monster drawn by a drunken artist—equal parts hilarious and menacing.
"It's a sea creature," Mihawk said from his small boat, still utterly composed. "They're quite common on the Grand Line."
"…That look is familiar. I think he wants our food," Po said cautiously, eyeing the creature.
"WHAT!?" Luffy stiffened like he'd been shot.
"Well, if we give her that, she'll leave, right…" Sakurai began, trying to think of a peaceful approach—
But he didn't get to finish.
"GOMU GOMU NO… PISTOL!"
Luffy's fist rocketed forward and decked the creature right in the face.
"MOOOOOOO!"
The beast's head snapped back from the punch, water splashing everywhere.
"NO ONE TOUCHES MY MEAT!" Luffy declared like it was a sacred vow.
For a moment, the sea creature just floated there… twitching.
Then, slowly—its expression shifted. Its brows angled downward into a furious red scowl. The water around it began to rumble.
"…I guess we're doing this now," Sakurai muttered with resignation.
With a sharp click and metallic whirr, his mechanical arms shifted and extended—morphing into two blades.
Without warning, the enraged cow-fish lunged forward, sending a splash the size of a cannon burst over the deck.
"IT'S COMING RIGHT AT US!" Usopp (who was not even there) would've screamed spiritually.
Sakurai stepped in first, blades crossed. The creature headbutted him like a battering ram, sending him skidding across the deck on his heels.
Po tried to restrain it—but the beast flung its tail and sent him spinning like a pinwheel into Luffy.
"GYAAAA! GET OFF ME, PO!"
"I DIDN'T ASK TO BE HERE!"
Luffy, taking that as a personal declaration of war, wound up his arm again.
"ROUND TWO, SEA COW! GOMU GOMU NO—"
But the cow-fish swung its huge head and slapped him mid-charge, sending him bouncing across the deck like a kicked beach ball.
"WHY YOU—!"
Koro leapt off Seryu's lap and chomped the creature's nose in retaliation—but was promptly flicked into the air by one angry snort.
Seryu drew her weapons. "Koro! You fiend, how dare you touch—"
Before she could unleash justice, the beast slammed its hooves on the railing, shaking the entire boat.
That was when Sanji snapped.
With a sharp THUD, he kicked Luffy squarely in the back of the head and sent him face-first into the deck.
"IDIOTS! Didn't you hear what Po just said?" Sanji barked, lighting a cigarette with one hand while glaring at the group. "That poor creature is hungry! Have you never felt hungry in your life!?"
He grabbed a heaping plate from the table and stepped toward the battered sea cow, who was still huffing through its nostrils.
"Here…" Sanji said, setting the dish down calmly.
The creature's rage began to ease, its massive head lowering as it took a slow step toward the plate, sniffing.
Po opened his mouth to say something—perhaps to commend Sanji for his compassion—
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Only for Sanji to suddenly kick the creature hard in the chin.
"Nevermind."
Meanwhile… inside a modest house in the village…
A full-blown argument had erupted between Johnny and Yosaku. It sounded less like a fight and more like a dramatic courtroom debate—if the court cared deeply about caffeinated beverages.
"I'm telling you, real men drink coffee without sugar!" Johnny declared, slapping the table.
"And I'm telling YOU," Yosaku countered, pointing like a prosecutor, "that coffee with sugar is the superior and more civilized option!"
Their voices rose louder and louder, echoing through the room with ridiculous intensity.
Usopp sat in a chair nearby, face flushed with secondhand embarrassment. "Why—why are you two like this…?"
The girl with the short purple hair watched the scene with deadpan disbelief. "What's with these idiots?" she muttered.
"I'm so sorry… truly…" Usopp said, sweatdropping as he offered a meek bow from his seat.
Across the room, a young boy sat cross-legged on the floor, just as baffled by the shouting match.
"Sometimes I really hate outsiders," the purple-haired girl sighed. She handed the boy a cup with a clink. "Here."
The boy took the drink but immediately complained, "This again? You've given me the same thing for two days straight!"
"Shut up. It's either that or nothing. Unless you've suddenly learned how to fry shrimp," she replied flatly.
"…Maybe I know someone," the boy smirked, glancing at Usopp.
She stared at him. "What?"
"…Anyway," she said, ignoring it for now, "name's Nojiko."
"I see…" Usopp replied, still hunched in embarrassment—only then noticing something outside the window. "Hey, why are there so many tangerines outside?"
"Those are ours. It's our favorite food," Nojiko said.
"Not mine," the boy added casually.
Nojiko shot him a withering glare, but he sipped his drink like nothing was wrong.
Usopp glanced between them. "Who is this boy? Is he your nephew or something?"
"Luckily, no," Nojiko replied without hesitation. "He's just a lost boy I found. He says he has no parents, so I left him here. His name is Ben."
Ben raised a hand lazily. "Yo."
Usopp blinked. "…You found him and just kept him?"
"It was either that or let him starve," Nojiko said bluntly.
Meanwhile, in the background:
"COFFEE WITHOUT SUGAR IS ART!"
"COFFEE WITH SUGAR IS MERCY, YOU NEANDERTHAL!"
The argument raged on.
Nojiko pinched the bridge of her nose. "If they break anything, they're paying for it."
Usopp wanted to melt into the chair and disappear.
Back at the Going Merry, anchored along the coast…
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"That's all I know so far," Shana finished, arms loosely crossed as she leaned against the mast.
"Okay. I understand…" Zoro replied, his tone unreadable.
She had just relayed everything Nami had confessed—her deal with Arlong, her motive for stealing the ship, and the circumstances behind her betrayal.
"Take everything with a grain of salt," Shana continued, her crimson eyes narrowing slightly. "I don't have any proof that what she said is true. For now, it's best if we wait for the others to arrive. After that, we'll decide what to do—"
"…I get it," Zoro cut in quietly. "But I promised Luffy I'd bring two girls back. One of them is already in front of me."
Shana frowned. "Don't do anything reckless. After talking to her, Nami actually seems… somewhat cooperative about accepting our help. But before we can act, we need as much firepower as—"
Her words trailed off.
Because the spot where Zoro had been standing was now empty.
She blinked.
Then slowly turned her head.
Zoro was already several paces away, walking straight toward Arlong Park with casual determination.
Shana's eye twitched. "DID YOU HEAR A SINGLE WORD I SAID, IDIOT!?"
Inside the house…
Nojiko folded her arms and eyed Usopp carefully. "So… what exactly are you three doing here?"
Usopp straightened up, trying his best to sound composed while avoiding the word pirates. "W-Well, we're looking for two girls who arrived on this island by ship. One of them has long black hair—sometimes she dyes it red—and the other has short orange hair."
At the mention of orange hair, Nojiko's gaze sharpened slightly. "Is that so?"
"Hm?" Usopp blinked, unsure of her tone.
"Well," Nojiko said quietly, "you picked a bad time to visit. This island is currently under the control of a fishman named Arlong."
Yeah, I know that already…! Usopp screamed internally, sweat forming at the back of his neck. Out loud, he forced a nervous laugh. "R-Really…?"
"Yeah," she continued. "And he isn't exactly fond of humans. At all." She glanced out the window momentarily before adding, "Although, oddly enough, there haven't been any casualties these past few days."
"Huh? Why's that?" Usopp asked, surprised.
"I would've expected the number of victims to rise—especially since we're forced to fish shrimp for him now." Nojiko paused, her expression shifting to something more uncertain. "But lately… there have been sightings of strange figures. No one knows who they are, but they show up in places Arlong's men target. They beat the fishmen senseless—easily, apparently. Ridiculous, right?"
Those rumors Johnny mentioned… Usopp thought, eyes widening slightly.
"In fact," Nojiko went on, "a village called Gosa was attacked a few days back. The citizens said that before anyone could be harmed, a man made of diamond suddenly appeared. He took down the fishmen and then vanished."
As she finished speaking, Usopp glanced to the side… and swore he caught Ben smirking ever so slightly.
"When I first heard about it, I thought it was nonsense," Nojiko said, leaning back against the wall. "But then it kept happening. Three appearances were confirmed for sure—and there are rumors of a fourth. Whoever they are, they don't seem interested in hurting us."
Wait—that's perfect! Usopp thought, eyes sparkling with sudden hope. There are people strong enough to beat fishmen, and they're on our side!
"Honestly," he said aloud, puffing up a bit, "it sounds like these guys are doing a great job 'Diamond-cutting' the enemy down to size!"
Ben glanced at him with the faintest hint of amusement.
"Don't get carried away," Tojiko interjected, arms crossed. "Sure, it's good people are staying alive, but all this chaos is messing with her ten years of effort."
Usopp blinked. "Her?"
"We're lucky Arlong didn't storm in here out of rage after his men were beaten," Tojiko continued. "For some reason, he's actually been in a good mood lately."
Ben rested his chin in his hand, clearly thinking something along the lines of: If thi Arlob guy did show up, those 'mystery people' would probably smack him around too…
"Now that I think about it," Usopp muttered, scratching his cheek nervously, "we do have… uh, another friend. He kinda got lost and ended up being captured by the fishmen. I wonder if he's still alive…"
(Cut.)
Inside the main hall of Arlong Park, the space was quieter than usual—almost eerily so. Ika noticed it immediately.
Normally, the place bustled with rowdy fishmen bragging, laughing, and smashing things for fun, but today it felt… empty.
She swung her legs idly from where she sat, deep in thought.
Papa,
should she even call him that?
Was he Papa? Dad? Daddy? …Or just Arlong? She still wasn't sure.
She wasn't planning to play along with this "daughter" thing forever anyway. She was simply waiting—for him.
The one called Luffy.
That was the name the mysterious goddess whispered to her before sending her to this world.
Ika sighed. The waiting was the worst part.
She wished Arlong didn't keep her locked up in here all the time. She'd barely seen any of the island, thanks to his suffocating overprotectiveness.
He had promised to let her watch an execution once, which she had instantly refused—claiming she had a headache, a fever, stomachache, and impending molt all at once. Somehow, it worked.
Every time she appeared beside Arlong, the humans stared at her with absolute terror.
She wanted to be feared—future conquerors deserved that much—but… this wasn't fun.
Back home, only that one surfer girl was scared of her. At least she ran away screaming properly.
It was different this time.
When Ika had first appeared in the village, she expected the usual reaction—screaming, trembling, maybe even fainting. That was how humans should react to a future conqueror of the surface, right?
But the way the villagers looked at her… it wasn't the kind of fear she knew.
Yes—there was fear, but not the kind she wanted.
Mixed within their expressions were other things, things she wasn't prepared for.
Disgust.
Contempt.
Hatred.
It wasn't the kind of fear that said "You're strong."
It was the kind that said "You don't belong."
Ika had never seen that before.
Not even the humans in her own world reacted like that. Even when they were afraid of her, there was still some respect—or at least acknowledgment that she was a credible threat.
But here? Their eyes didn't say "I'm scared of your power."
They said "You're filthy."
"You're lesser."
"You're just like the monster who's hurting us."
It made her chest tighten in a way she didn't understand.
It was…
scary.
Deeply, horribly uncomfortable.
Later, when she asked Arlong why humans looked at her like that, he only laughed.
He told her humans were simply jealous. jealous that fishmen were the superior race. Stronger. Smarter. Able to breathe underwater. Natural-born kings of the sea.
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Jealousy, huh?
…She couldn't deny she was amazing. Her tentacles were super versatile. She could glow in the dark. She was special.
But even so…
Did that really make it okay?
Did being superior really give Arlong the right to enslave an entire village?
Wasn't there a better way to punish humanity for polluting the sea?
He could dump a million gallons of ink into their water supplies.
Or force every human village to wear ridiculous squid hats forever.
Or better yet—ban them from eating seafood for eternity!
Yes! That would teach them!
…Though, maybe that last one was going too far.
Even for a future invader like her.
Of course, she would never say any of this to Arlong. Not yet.
She might've been living under his roof, but she wasn't stupid. She still didn't fully trust the shark-man, no matter how kind he seemed to her. He was gentle and proud when speaking to her, even declaring once that she would one day surpass him and rule above all fishmen.
Which was flattering, sure. Maybe even exciting.
If she really did get a whole army of fishmen under her command one day, conquering humanity back in her world would be a piece of cake—no, a piece of seaweed bun!
But—
Wait.
What was she even thinking!? Getting carried away like that…
She shook her head, slapping both cheeks lightly with her tentacles. No! She had more important things to do right now!
With everyone out of the building, she finally had time to practice her new ability.
The gift she received from that mysterious goddess.
Ika looked down at the blue bracelet on her wrist.
"Time to play with you!" Ika announced eagerly, holding her bracelet up like it was a legendary artifact.
…And then she stood there.
For a full minute.
Staring at it.
Squinting.
Shaking it.
Blowing on it.
Nothing happened.
"…Hmm."
Maybe she was missing something. In all her favorite superhero shows, cool powers never activated without a dramatic pose and a catchy attack name.
Of course! How could she forget the sacred rule of transformation sequences!?
She jumped back, planted her feet apart, thrust one arm forward and the other behind her dramatically, and shouted:
"SNOW SQUID BURST!"
Or something along those lines—she made sure it had at least one sea pun.
And just like that—
FOOOOSH!
A tiny puff of white mist bloomed above her bracelet.
Ika gasped.
It expanded—slowly but surely—into a small fluffy cloud floating gently above her head. Within seconds, delicate flakes of ice began to fall beneath it, sprinkling her face like frosty fairy dust.
"COOOOOL! Literally!" she squealed, spreading her arms as it rained.
The entire Arlong Park might as well have been on fire for how kraken hot it was lately, so this chilly breeze was absolute bliss.
Eager to push her limits, she began summoning more.
"SNOW SQUID BURST! SNOW SQUID BURST! SNOW SQUID BURST!"
Pop! Pop! Pop!
She got to four clouds before her bracelet flickered with a tired spark.
"Huh. Guess that's my limit for now…"
Still grinning, she reached up with a tentacle and nudged one of the clouds.
It felt light as sea foam.
She could push it.
Pull it.
Maybe even ride it!
Her eyes sparkled with possibilities.
As Ika pushed one of the clouds experimentally, she bumped it into another.
Pomf!
To her surprise, the two merged—forming a larger, puffier cloud. The snowfall beneath it instantly changed, growing colder and heavier, like a mini blizzard.
"Oooooh… dangerous…" she muttered, eyes sparkling.
Naturally, she decided to do the only logical thing.
She rammed the big cloud into the remaining two.
Pomf! Pomf!
Now there was one gigantic cloud, radiating enough frost to turn the ground beneath it into a mini ice rink. The cold was so intense she yelped and scrambled backward, shivering.
"Brrr—too cool even for a squid like me!"
But Ika was no coward.
She extended two tentacles, coiling them like springs, and launched herself up onto the top of the cloud.
Boing!
"WHOOOOOOOOAH!"
She was riding it.
Actually riding a cloud.
From up high, she could see over the walls of Arlong Park, past the trees, even toward the distant village.
And like the dramatic little conqueror she was, she thrust her fist into the air and proclaimed:
"TREMBLE, HUMANS! THE SKY-SQUID EMPRESS DESCENDS! GESO-GESO-GESO!"
Then she proceeded to spend a full thirty minutes making airplane noises, issuing sky-based threats, and occasionally pretending to drop "ice bombs" on imaginary towns.
Eventually, the massive cloud began to dissolve, melting away under the heat.
"Eh? Eh!? NONONO—!"
PLOP.
She fell straight down, flailing her limbs like a panicked octopus trying to fly, before hitting the ground with a comical splat.
"…Ow…"
As Ika tried to push herself up from the floor, dripping with melting snowflakes, a sudden splash burst from the pool beside her.
"WAAAH!"
She blinked, startled, as a familiar octopus man emerged from the water, water cascading off his six arms.
"H-Hatchi?" she asked, blinking in confusion.
"Yoo-hoo, Ika-chaaaan!" Hatchi waved, cheerful as ever. Assigned by Arlong to watch over her whenever the shark-man was away, Hatchi had become something of a caretaker—part babysitter, part chef, part unwitting accomplice.
"Huh? Where'd everyone go?" he asked, glancing around the empty courtyard of Arlong Park.
Ika tilted her head innocently. "Papa probably went to punish the lazy humans again. You know how he gets~."
"Ohhh…" Hatchi nodded with understanding. "That sounds about right."
Then, with a grin, he reached into a large satchel and pulled something out. "Anyway, I brought ya your favorite!"
Ika's eyes instantly sparkled.
A glorious plate—piled high with steaming, juicy shrimp.
Her tentacles shot forward faster than a cannonball. "SHRIIIMP!"
Before Hatchi could even blink, the plate was in her grasp, and Ika was devouring its contents with gleeful abandon.
"Mmmm~! So kracken good! Hatchi, you're the best!"
"Hahaha! Glad you like it!" Hatchi chuckled, scratching one of his heads. "Humans' fishin' seems to be improvin' too. Got fresher shrimp than yesterday!"
But Ika wasn't listening anymore.
Her cheeks were puffed, her eyes half-closed in bliss as she twirled shrimp tails in her tentacles like a child playing with toys.
"Delicious… geso…" she mumbled dreamily.
"Arlong is coming!"
"What? But why? We just paid the toll! Maybe it's because of my weapons..." said a man covered in scars, a strange pinwheel spinning atop his hat.
"Stay inside your houses!" another voice ordered.
"Mr. Gen..." someone murmured, fear tightening their voice.
"They're here!"
A group of fishmen marched into view, their shadows stretching ominously across the village.
"It was you," Arlong said, his sharp teeth glinting under the sun. "You're the one with the gun?"
"Yes, I am," the scarred man replied firmly. "I take pride in my weapons. Is there a problem with my people collecting guns?"
Arlong smirked, tilting his head slightly. "It's just that guns bring such a headache, you know? Violence, destruction... There's no peace in a world full of them."
Three heads peeked out from behind a nearby wall.
"Ah!? No way— that guy over there is Arlong!? He's not even human!" Usopp whispered in shock.
"Well. He's a fishman," Tojiko said.
"You see, I control fifteen villages and several small towns. A rebellion emerging behind my back would be intolerable."
"I can strike Gosa again the moment you cease fishing and stop paying the toll," Arlong warned.
"Did I hear that right? What's this about—a toll?" Usopp asked.
"Exactly as he says," Tojiko explained. "Every month he and his fishmen come to our village to take our most precious belongings. We toil daily just to survive, and now—recently—he's begun ordering us to fish for shrimp out on the ocean."
"Shrimp? That's oddly specific..." Usopp muttered.
"Regardless of age—child or elder—everyone must either pay or work," Tojiko continued. "If even one person refuses, the entire village will be destroyed."
"No way, that's not far!" Ben protested.
"That's how Arlong operates. He cares only for his own kind; human life means nothing to him." Arlong sneered. "You filthy humans should focus only on finding ways to hand me more money. I require a great deal of coin in my coffers. The toll you pay will be the foundation of the Arlong Empire—an empire that will dominate the entire East Blue, and in time, the rest of the world."
"It can't be..."
"He wants to make the East Blue a realm for fishmen..."
"What kind of obsession drives the bad guys to world domination?" ben mocked.
Suddenly Arlong's hand shot out; he gripped Gen's throat. "Owning weapons is already an act of rebellion," he hissed. "To deter any future fools, I will make an example of you."
That was all Ben needed to hear. Without a word, he began to slip away from the scene, unnoticed by the others. Moving quietly through the narrow street, he stopped only when he was a short distance away. His fingers brushed against the watch on his wrist—its surface engraved with faint, shifting silhouettes.
"What!? He's going to kill him just for having a gun?" Usopp shouted in disbelief.
"He won't!" Nojiko cried, dashing forward before anyone could stop her.
"Hey, wait!" Usopp called after her.
Suddenly, a burst of green light flashed behind him.
"Huh?" he muttered, bewildered, turning his gaze back toward the confrontation.
"How shameful, Arlong," Nojiko's voice rang out. "Are you really going to break your own rules? We work hard to pay you!"
"Huh?" The shark-man turned slowly, his expression darkening into a menacing glare.
"We've borne this for eight years—why would we even think of rebelling? Let him go, Mr. Gen!" Nojiko cried, her voice steady and indignant.
At her words, a cluster of villagers spilled from their homes, faces alight with defiance. They pressed forward not with weapons but with the weight of decades of humiliation.
"You claim loyalty," Arlong replied, voice cold as the sea. "Yet your actions betray you. I have said it once and I will say it again: possession of weapons is an act of rebellion—an intolerable one." As he spoke, a shadowed silhouette resolved itself upon the roof of a nearby building, watching from above.
"Would you prefer that I raze this village?" he continued, baring his teeth. "If a single soul dares challenge us, be prepared for nothing less than the utter annihilation of this filthy settlement. Remember—Fishmen sit at the summit of species! We are fifty times stronger, fifty times smarter, and we alone possess—"
"BOOYAHHHHHH!"
He never finished the sentence. A force struck him with brutal precision; Arlong flew backward, crashing through a wall of stone with a thunderous impact. Dust and rubble filled the air.
"Mr. Arlong!" one of his fishmen shouted, panic breaking into his tone as he rushed forward.
"Ooops...Did I interrupt something? I don't think so," said a new voice—raspy, deep, and laced with dry amusement.
"Who said that?" several villagers cried out, still reeling from what had just happened. Their eyes darted around in panic—until they saw it.
Emerging from the dust stood a creature unlike anything they had ever seen: a red, four-armed beast clad in a white T-shirt with black stripes. Its stance was relaxed, yet there was an unmistakable air of power in the way it carried itself.
"I've heard villain monologues so many times," the creature said coolly, "I stopped caring a long time ago."
"W-What the—?!" Nojiko gasped, frozen in disbelief.
"One of the creatures…" Mr. Gen muttered under his breath, eyes wide.
"Damn you!" one of the fishmen roared, lunging forward with a weapon raised—
"HISSATSU: MIDORI BOSHI!"
The shout rang from above as a projectile struck the fishman squarely in the back, knocking him unconscious before he could even hit the ground.
"B-Brother!" another fishman cried.
Everyone looked up. There, trembling slightly atop a rooftop, stood Usopp—legs shaky, but his slingshot still aimed and ready.
Usopp straightened his posture, forcing confidence into his trembling voice as he began his usual grandiose monologue.
"Fools! You dare challenge me? I am the Demon King of the Seas! My flames are so fierce they could burn even the sun itself! Remember this name well—Captain Usopp, the brave warrior of the seas!"
He struck a dramatic pose, though the slight quiver in his knees betrayed his fear.
Four Arms tilted his head, a mix of confusion and amusement crossing his face as he watched the spectacle. "What's that Pinocchio-looking guy doing?" he muttered with a dry chuckle. "At this rate, he's gonna wet himself before the fight even starts."
A few minutes later, at Arlong Park, Hatchi sat beside Ika, struggling with his fishing line. "My goodness! Not even I, Hatchi the Great—finest swordsman of the Arlong Pirates—have enough strength to catch this little guy! Whoever he is, this fish must be the greatest and bravest soul in the sea!" he exclaimed dramatically, pulling with all his might. A moment later, he blinked and realized, "Wait a second… I've been fishing myself this whole time!" Hatchi tumbled into the water with a loud splash, sending droplets flying everywhere and making Ika burst into laughter.
"That's what makes fishing in this area so exciting!" Hatchi said proudly, even as he sat dripping wet.
Ika smirked. "I could do way better than that!" she declared confidently.
"Oh really?" Hatchi grinned, handing her the rod. "Then let's see it, Miss Ika!"
The squid girl took the rod with determination gleaming in her eyes. Thirty minutes later, however, that fire had completely fizzled out.
"This is so squidding boring!" she complained, her tentacles drooping. "Why aren't they jumping out already!?"
Hatchi chuckled at her frustration. Ika pouted, muttering, "It was gr-way easier underwater… Humans are always finding ways to do things the hard way…Gesoooo"
Ika, growing impatient, suddenly extended her tentacles into the water. Within moments, she had effortlessly caught a whole bundle of fish, lifting them high into the air with a proud grin. Hatchi clapped his hands in delight. "Wow! Nicely done!"
"See—" Ika began proudly, then stopped mid-sentence, realizing her mistake. "But that doesn't count!" she whined, her eyes welling up comically.
Hatchi laughed softly. "It's alright, Ika. Fishing takes practice, you know. You'll get the hang of it eventually."
But Ika's shoulders slumped. "I've been inked that at least fifteen times for fifteen different things already, geso…" she muttered gloomily.
"Huh? She got sad all of a sudden?" Hatchi mumbled, sweatdropping as he tried to think of something to cheer her up.
The squid girl then looked up at the bright sky, squinting at the blazing sun. "Hey, Hatchi! Why do you have that gilly weird sun tattoo on your forehead?"
"Eh? Oh, this?" Hatchi stammered, quickly covering it with one of his hands. "I–It's nothing to worry about! I'm just, uh… a really big fan of spring!" he said with a nervous laugh.
"Okay, geso…" Ika replied, giving him a puzzled look, clearly unconvinced.
Somewhere else in Cocoyashi Village, chaos had settled into a stunned silence. Dust hung in the air where a section of a wall had been shattered, and for a long, breathless moment everyone simply stared at the red, four-armed figure standing amid the rubble—hands still dusted with plaster and blood from the blow that had sent Arlong flying through masonry.
Usopp, perched atop a nearby roof, did his best to look brave and important, though his legs trembled beneath him.
Arlong staggered to his feet, teeth bared, rage burning in his eyes. "You're one of them… aren't you? One of those filthy creatures that attacked my brothers?" he snarled.
"And what if I am?" the red four-armed figure replied coolly.
"I don't know where you came from, what you are, or how many of you there are. I don't care. I'll kill every last one of you," Arlong spat, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth.
For a heartbeat, it looked as if he might lunge. Instead, his lieutenants gripped him tight, holding back the shark's fury.
"Mr. Arlong, wait!" one of them pleaded, voice edged with worry. "Doing something now is dangerous. We might accidentally destroy the village and ruin our tax gains. We are here to make the humans submit, not to destroy them!"
"That's no problem for me!" the four-armed figure said with a grin. "I can always take this somewhere else. You're the one trapping these people and forcing them to work, right? Get ready for a seasonal butt-kicking—featuring Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday!" He spread his additional arms with theatrical flourish.
"So, what do you say?" Four Arms grinned, stretching his extra limbs as if presenting a challenge.
Elsewhere, a boat tore through the water at high speed, the massive cow-fish lashed to its prow like a living anchor, spray and foam trailing in its wake.
"We can start right now… or we can fight this evening," Four Arms proposed loudly, eyes glittering. "Whoever wins gets to take the island."
"Is he making a deal with Arlong…?" Mr. Gen muttered under his breath, watching the odd standoff.
A few heartbeats of silence followed. Then Arlong's shoulders loosened and a chuckle escaped him — one that grew into a harsh, rolling laugh.
"You goddamn bastard," he barked between a grin and a snarl. "I admit, you seem to know what you're doing. Fine by me. I accept. I'll crush you later — in two hours. Don't chicken out!"
He nodded once to his men, who melted back into the shadows of the village and set off to carry out his orders.
"You got lucky," Kuroobi told Mr. Gen as they left, voice low and begrudging.
"Mr. Gen!" Tojiko hurried over, carefully helping the bruised man to his feet.
"I–Is he for real…?" she muttered, eyes wide.
"That… that weird, scary, red four-armed beast is going to fight Arlong? He's definitely one of those creatures… and he made that guy flinch. He must be unbelievably strong." Usopp said.
Usopp exhaled in relief as he climbed down from the roof, brushing himself off. "At least we don't have to worry about Arlong. It's all in this guy's hands now. But… where's Ben?" He scanned the village frantically. "He disappeared… out of nowhere."
Before anyone could answer, the red four-armed figure was gone, vanishing as suddenly as he had appeared.
"Wait!" Mr. Gen called, but the figure was already beyond sight, leaving behind only more questions than answers.
"I'm sorry for causing so much trouble," Sr. Gen said quietly.
"It's not your fault, sir," Tojiko replied gently.
"…I wanted to know who that boy was…" Sr. Gen muttered, still thinking of the red four-armed creature.
"Wait… look! It's Nami!"
At once, everyone except Usopp, Gen, and Tojiko hurried back to their homes, leaving the three standing in the open.
"Huh? Wait… N–Nami!?" Usopp stammered, eyes wide.
"What's the matter? It's rare seeing you enter the village through the main gate," Nojiko asked, tilting her head curiously.
"I heard a commotion… it was Arlong, right?"
"Where were you, woman?! What were you thinking, coming to a place like that!?" Usopp demanded, flustered and a little panicked.
"Usopp?" Nami asked, genuinely surprised.
Meanwhile, a little apart from the village:
"Where do you think Usopp-aniki and that woman went?" Johnny asked, scanning the tangerine field.
"I'm not sure… I wasn't paying attention…" Yosaku replied, shrugging as he followed the rows of trees with his eyes.
TO BE CONTINUED.
