Author: This one's dedicated to vivaciousRingo. She's an amazing author, and you guys should check out her stories too!

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This story is short, and I hope original, so please give me your thoughts on it. Any review is a welcomed one, so go ahead and flame me ;)

They just left me here in some cell with a chair. An upgrade from Impel Down. But the damn sun is shining in my eyes. All those days I'd spent in the darkness of level six left me blinded back on the surface. How much time would it be until I was executed? I can't even be mad, really, at the Marines. Anybody would want to kill me, the piece of thrash I am…

People leave their wills, and leave their stuff to their loved ones. You die, and you feel the need to secure where are your belongings are going to go, right? Who the hell thought that up! I'd taken the precaution to write one though, but it's not about who gets my stuff. It's about what they should think of… after I die.

It's in that little blue bag of mine, on my trousers. The Marines hadn't thought to search it thankfully. Maybe nobody will ever read it, but it's the same anyway. So, here you go guys.

LAST WILL AND TESTAMENT OF PORTGAS D. ACE

To my little brother Luffy,

I leave my strength and undying love. What we did was supposedly a sin, but it sure as hell didn't feel like it. And I'm not here to worry about you anymore, so be careful. Still, you have your nakama there to take care of you. You won't be alone.

To Pops,

I leave my loyalty. You loved me even though with the ever present knowledge I'm the son of a demon and I'm not worth it.

To Marco,

I leave you my knife. I knew you wanted it from the start, but you can have it now anyway.

To the Spade Pirates,

I leave you Striker and my hat. My boat's useless to you guys, but I never could have afforded it without your loans. And the hat; think of it as memorabilia.

To Garp,

I leave you my respect. The only reason why I don't hold a grudge against all Marines is because I know they can't all be corrupt with you in there. And if you beat up Luffy, I'll come and haunt you, you old fart.

To Dadan,

I leave you my gratitude. I do love you, so here, I said it.

To Shanks,

You're going to have to take care of Luffy. Don't rush him into an early death by giving him alcohol poisoning.

Thank you everybody… for loving me.

Ace

"There's something in his pocket!" Marco shouted as they buried Ace's body. Slowly he was lowered to the ground, and the little blue bag was searched, producing a dirty, crumpled paper.

"It's his will." Jinbei said calmly as the paper was carefully smoothed out.

"Well, what does it say?" One of the former Spade Pirates asked.

Marco read it out loud and one silent tear slid down his cheek. He wasn't the only one. Ace's body was then again carefully picked up, and put into his coffin. And in one of his hands, the will lay there, neatly folded.

This truly was… goodbye.

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R.I.P. Ace

My little one-shot to you