I know I should be focusing on Storm front and Fortune's twin but this idea has been zooming around my skull for weeks and now, I'm ready to write it. So sit back, relax and enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece or anything associated with it. I do own a basement, some rope, duckt tape and a van. If Oda gets kidnapped, don't worry.
Dawn broke in the skies above Astoria Island, shining down on the East Blue. An hour went by, everything was quiet. A door opened and a male teen walked out, before zipping off into the forest.
He made it to his destination within minutes. He pulled his black and white jacket into place over his red scaled shirt and dusted off his dark brown pants before his black ankle high shoes took a path forward, past the rocks.
On the other side of the stone wall was a small natural bay that held an interesting sight. Small but definitely well cared for, the two mast ship swayed with the waves, it's front displaying a female figure in a feathered dress. The teen grinned, his green eyes sparkling as he pulled out a bronze whistle, took a deep breath and blew it. The sound echoed across the island.
Green eyes flew open.
A set of aviator goggles with gold frames snapped into place beneath a mess of brick red hair.
Brown eyes opened.
A large splash rang out from the beach.
Amber eyes cracked open.
Leaves fell as a silhouette leapt through the treetops.
Blue eyes shined in the morning light.
A female hand packed medical supplies into a messenger bag.
Red eyes closed in annoyance.
A book was placed in a backpack.
Green eyes opened in excitement.
A fanged bandanna was pulled up on a face.
Blue eyes opened.
An absolutely massive black crossbow was picked up and slung over a shoulder.
They departed.
The whistle called.
P.S.: I know, I know, it's very short. The other chapters won't be, think of this as a teaser for chapter 2. Anyway hope to see you soon. Scarface out!