One Piece: Dragons of the Sea
Chapter 1: Joseph D. Mirsky: A Dragon of the Sea!
With a confident boast of energy erupting in his step, Joseph D. Mirsky tightens his yellow sash on his waste and walks off toward the sea in front of him. Of course he dare not leave before saying goodbye to his beloved grandparents, Grandma Loretta and Grandpa Marvin. "You got everything you need for your trip, Bubby?" Grandma Loretta asked as she tried her best to perform last minute fixes of his attire. She straightened out his gray V-neck T-shirt; made sure his blue jeans weren't wrinkled, and checked to see if his white and yellow sneakers were clean. With a simple nod of his head and a smile on his face Joe walked on eager to start his adventure. In actuality, Joe had nothing but the clothes on his back and his favorite hat in his back pocket. "You sure you have everything, Bubby? Are you sure, sure?" Grandma Loretta asked worried. "Yeah!" Joe responded happily and with a smile. With that, he was off in no time. He waved back while walking away from his grandparents. "I hope he does well on his adventure and doesn't end up a pirate like our low life son." Grandpa Marvin said to Grandma Loretta. Grandma Loretta knew that Grandpa Marvin had no faith in his grandson. She could tell from the tone of his voice. Grandma Loretta spoke sweetly and softly, "Whatever he decides to be, I'm sure he'll make a mark on history. He's always been a spark of light in this dark world we live in. If he becomes a pirate, he becomes a pirate. There's nothing we can do, but look out for him over the horizon." Grandpa Marvin walked across the porch into the small house behind them silently without even giving so much as a look at his grandson as he walked away. Grandma Loretta, in contrast, could only just look on at her grandson that she raised since he was just a little boy. She spread a smile across her face because she knew for a fact that Joe was destined for greatness. Joe walked out of sight down the grassy path; and with that she said goodbye one more time under her breath and walked into her house."It's finally time!" Joe said out loud on the sand of the shore to the big open sea in front of him. The sun can be seen far in the distance. It was a perfect day in North Blue. Not a cloud in the sky, and the breeze was just right. This had been the hotter days of the seasons; North Blue was usually cold and snowy. Joe had seen this view his whole life and had always dreamed to go out to sea one day. "I just need a boat..." he said to himself looking around for any vehicles that can stay above water. Within seconds he sees a large ship with a skull on its sails lifting little row boats onto its deck from ropes that the crew was pulling up. Knowing the ship belonged to pirates, people he admired greatly; Joe made his way over in the ships direction. "You're weak, Clark!" One of the crew mates yelled to another crew mate. "How about you shut that hole of yours and help me, Smith!" Clark said as he struggled to pull up the row boat. Smith shoved Clark out of the way and took over the job of pulling up the row boat. As Smith was about to grab the rope that was holding the row boat, in an instant, a hand quickly grabs the rope first. "I'll be taking that." Joe said with a smirk as he stood crouched on the banister of the large ship. Smith retaliated with a threatening tone, "And who might you be, you little shit!?" The other pirates on the ship quickly caught on with the situation that arose and surrounded Joe who was obviously all alone. Joe, never the less, maintained a cocky smirk on his face. Another pirate in the small group that gathered said in a threatening voice, "I think the bastard is looking for an ass kicking." In a very close distance, loud footsteps could be heard. The pirates surrounding Joe quickly created a path for a certain man to pass through. Joe got a good look at the newcomer: he had a round figure and was quite tall equipped with the face of an assassin. This man had big pouty lips and one single eye that seemed to stab into the weak of heart to intimidate. A peg leg supported him and an eye patch covered his eye socket from the sun. To top it all, he wore a big black coat with golden buttons that draped over his shoulders and was much too big to actually wear. He said, in a deep and devastating voice, "I think a piece of trash has flown onto my ship." Without a moment's hesitation, the man pulled out a gun and shot both Clark and Smith in cold blood. This struck fear into the very souls of the other pirates around him. Joe, however, remained unfazed; but his smirk had vanished into a serious gesture on his lips. It was quite clear that this man was the captain of this pirate ship and crew. The man spoke, "That, my friends, is what happens when you let trash fly onto my ship! The Bander Deck shall remain clean always! I believe I also told you all to keep on the lookout for any intruders that enter the ship and to kill them on the spot, DID I NOT?" A pirate who looked completely inferior to the giant facing him spoke up, "But sir, you told us to watch out for marines…" A gunshot blasted through the air. He too was shot and killed. The sound of the lifeless corpse hitting the floor burnt Joe right to the core of his being. Joe glared straight at the monster in front of him, his eyebrow twitching with anger. "You will all do as I say!" The monster commanded. "If you refuse to obey your captain, you'll be sent to Davy Jones's locker. Do I make myself clear!?" "Loud and clear!" An angry voice said in the face of the monster. Joe, who had moved very close to the captain, said in an intense voice, "I hear you loud and clear you son of a bitch." The captain responded with a surprised look in conjunction with disbelief and rage. Joe continued, "I know you quite well, Captain Becken with a bounty of 2,000,000 beri." Captain Becken, somewhat respecting the adolescent boy in front of him for both knowing him and standing up to him, calmed down a bit. "I see my reputation precedes me. I like your fearlessness kid. You got guts." Now, in a drastic change of tone straight to aggressiveness, "But, no one speaks to me like that!" There was an intense pause in the air. Joe regained his smirk and spoke, "Well I don't like you one bit. How could you call your crew mates 'friends' after what you just did? I respected you Becken, but now I see what kind of a low life you really are. I must thank you though, Captain…" The crew and Captain Becken looked at the adolescent teenage boy with curiosity. "Thank me…?" Captain Becken asked. "Thank me for what, exactly?" Joe answered. "You showed me exactly how a captain of a pirate ship should never act." Joe turned his back on Becken and walked over to the row boat that was attached to the rope he originally grabbed from Smith. "I'm going to become a pirate myself. I swear to never be a pirate like you." In a yellow flash he cut the ropes of the row boat in a way none of the pirates, including Becken himself, understood. All they saw was a quick flash of light. The row boat crashed into the sea down below. "What was that?" Becken asked intensely. "Do you have some sort of power?" One of the crew members asked Becken, "Umm, Captain… do you think that's the rumored… Devil Fruit power…?" Another crew member blurted out nervously, "Devil Fruit power!? That's just a myth… right…?" Joe turned to face Becken. "Yeah, I do have a power. Would you like to see?" Joe clenched his fists. Becken laughed a big hearty laugh. After a few seconds of laughter, Becken ordered "Men, Kill this runt already! I'm sick of him disrespecting me! And there's no way he has a Devil Fruit power! It doesn't exist!" With a lot of hesitation, the pirates drew their swords and ran in to attack. Joe watched as the fodder came running toward him. With a cocky smile plastered on his face, a bright yellow light started to form all around Joe's body. Joe reached into his back pocket and pulled a full black beanie made out of cloth. He looked at his hat and then said, "Nah… I don't need. These guys aren't worth it." He slipped the hat back into his back pocket and vanished in a blink of yellow light. In an instance, he appeared behind Captain Becken. His intense eyes burned behind Becken's shoulder. The pirates who were running in to attack all collapsed on the floor knocked out with large punch and kick marks across their faces. "Hey Becken…" Joe said in a terrifying voice behind the pirate captain. "Allow me to disrespect you even more, you sorry excuse for a pirate." In another flash of light, Joe vanished and appeared just above Becken's head. His leg was glowing in a bright yellow light. He screamed at Becken, "You're no pirate!" Joe kicked Becken in the back of his head so quickly that by the time his foot connected with Becken's body, his leg was already back in its original spot in the air. Becken was sent flying forward and crashed into the ship's mast causing it to break into pieces. Joe landed on the floor just as the main sails of the ship crashed into the water. The glowing of his leg subsided. Becken could hardly breathe due to the kick he received. Joe walked up to him in triumph. For once in this whole conflict, the notorious Captain Becken looked inferior to Joe who was standing tall above him. Becken asked in pain, "Who… who are… you?" Joe responded with a cocky smile, "My name is Joseph D. Mirsky. I'm gonna be a Dragon of the Sea! I'll be a pirate who's worthy enough to attain the legendary One Piece." "The… One… Piece…?" Becken muttered as he closed his eye in defeat. "Thanks for the row boat, Captain Becken," Joe said as he walked off toward where the row boat fell into the sea. Becken opened his one eye to see Joe's back. He pulled out a flint-lock pistol and was ready to shoot Joe. Joe smirked and disappeared in a yellow flash. Becken's gun was turned to face him as Becken pulled the trigger. BOOM! Blood splattered everywhere… Joe jumped off the pirate ship and landed on the small row boat which had two paddles for acceleration. He grabbed the two paddles and started to row off away from the Bander Deck pirate ship. "Good ridden ya filthy monster. I promise to never become a pirate like that… Never…" Joe said as he rowed off into the horizon. TO BE CONTINUED
Hello all who read this! I would love to hear some feedback! I have a strong passion for writing and plan on uploading this story based off the Anime "One Piece" in chapters. I love any kind of criticism, so please by all means; hit me with everything you got! Thanks for reading! – Joseph D. Mirsky (Author)