Feather Storm

Chapter 1: A Problem Scented, Trouble on the Sunny.

Author's Note:

Hello readers, whom I hope actually exist. This is going to be my first multi-chapter story with an actual plan.

All I have to say is, once you understand the premise:

Yes, I'm completely serious about the characters

Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece, and thank goodness for that, I wouldn't be able to keep up its constant stream of awesome.

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Prologue:

Navy Flagship: Big Tracktier

"Vice-Admiral Brian sir!" the marine saluted, gazing at the man sitting behind his desk.

"At ease m'boy. What's your report." The vice-admiral responded, twirling the hay stalk clenched in between his teeth.

"Sir! I'm afraid that the criminal Pheather has eluded capture." The commander sat back at the news, frowning.

"I see… but we have secured the target, yes?" he asked, chewing on the hay in concern.

"Yes Sir. The target is securely contained in the water cell. It's being guarded by Lieutenant Chickenhawk."

"Good. As long as we have a hold of her, Pheather will be back, I'll deal with him personally."

"Sir. Permission to speak freely?"

"Granted."

"Is he really that dangerous, I mean, he's just a-"

"Don't be fooled boy." The vice-admiral leaned forward; his tone didn't waver in its gravity as he continued. "I know he seems ridiculous, but he is a threat to our plans. He's thwarted us on several occasions in the past. I admit it. However," Brian settled back in his chair once more, sighing in contentment and smiling. "This time, we have him but good. So don't concern yourself m'boy, I'll handle it. Dismissed."

The marine saluted once more and left. Brian watched him leave, then reached over to his transponder snail, and made a call.

Bedup bedup bedup bedup bedup- click-ah.

"HOY CAPTAIN! THAT YOU?" Brian winced; he always forgot not to hold the speaker so close to his face when calling this lieutenant.

"Of course it's me, Axe. You don't need to yell, and I've told you, I'm a vice-admiral, not a captain."

"SORRY CAPTAIN. WHAT CAN I DO FOR YOU?"

Brian sighed, "As you know, we've captured our target, but Pheather escaped."

"WHAT?! HE FLEW THE COOP?"

"Calm down and listen. I want you to send out the Seahound. Track him down and capture the little bugger. Oh! And take Stump with you. He needs the exercise.

"BWAHAHAHA! CONSIDER IT DONE CAPTAIN. I'LL HAVE THE LITTLE BUGGER TRUSSED UP IN NO TIME. AXE OUT!" The snail gave a click as the call ended.

The vice-admiral stood and walked over to his window. Gazing at the sea in thought.

"Soon." He muttered. "Soon the true developments will be able to begin."

He smiled. It was going to be a productive day.

Thousand Sunny Go

The peace of the Strawhat ship was shattered as it often was:

With a portent of doom.

"WHO DID IT?"

The roar of outrage echoed throughout the ship, letting every crew member know of the impending wrath about to be brought down on some poor doomed soul.

"Nami-swan, my sweet, please won't you tell your prince what troubles you?"

"Out of my way Sanji!" The redhead yelled, punching the cook and knocking him to the deck.

"Oh Nami, you look so beautiful when you're angry." The cook sighed, a cloud of hearts swimming through the air above him.

"Sanji, I want you to gather up all the idiots in the crew and bring them here right now."

"Yes my love!" Sanji disappeared, legs blurring as he darted off. Within a minute the love-struck chef had returned, carrying Usopp, Luffy, Chopper, and Brook. Franky was following up behind him.

"Give me one moment, Nami darling! I need to go fetch moss-head." The cook dashed off and ran vertically up the mast, then disappeared inside the crow's nest.

Nami nodded and turned her glare upon the present crewmembers. Chopper was hiding behind Luffy, who was too busy picking his nose to notice anything else. Usopp had fallen to the deck and covered himself in ketchup, trying to play dead. Brook was humming to himself, while Franky did some kind of weird dance, his hair had taken the shape of a birds nest, for some reason.

"Well?" she began, causing the crew jump and look at her, except Usopp, he was still trying to play dead. "Which one of you was it?"

"Whoa whoa. Nami-sis. Back up a sec. what's the problem?" asked Franky, lifting up his sunglasses so he could look her in the eye,

"It's funny you should ask." The navigator replied, spiting out the words through gritted teeth. "You see, I was in my room, finishing up a map of the island we just left. I went to get a snack. I was only gone for a few minutes. When I got back, my room had been messed up. The window was broken, my bed flipped over, and several maps had been messed up. Days of work reduced to chicken-scratch."

She refocused her glare, trying to pick out the likely culprit. "Would any of you care to explain?"

Franky was about to respond, when he was knocked to the deck. Sanji had fallen from above, and landed on the cyborg. He bounced to his feet and bowed towards Nami.

"Sorry, Nami-swan, the damn mosshead is being a stubborn idiot, I'm going to need another minute." The cook was about to take off once more, when the mosshead in question landed on his feet beside him, having jumped down from the crow's nest.

"Don't bother curly-brow, I'm here." Zoro grunted. He turned to the navigator. "What's the problem now?"

"Don't speak to a lady like that! You tacky plant-head." Sanji yelled, launching himself towards the swordsman with a kick. Zoro blocked the attack with a sword his sword. The two started fighting, a flurry of kicks and steel whirling around the deck.

Nami began to grind her teeth; she could already feel a headache coming on.

"I want an explanation right now! Luffy!"

"It wasn't me!" the rubberman protested, whipping his finger out of his nose. "I was busy eating some fish I'd taken from the kitchen."

"WHAT!" Sanji exclaimed, breaking off from the fight to kick his captain in the head. "You idiot! I told you to wait for dinner."

"I can't help it! You give me small meals."

"I give you three times as much food as anyone else!" the cook roared, stomping on the captain's head and grinding his face into the deck.

Nami stared at the two for a moment, before shaking her head. It definitely wasn't either of them. Luffy wasn't clever enough to lie, and Sanji wouldn't dare enter the women's quarters.

She looked at the remaining culprits. "Usopp! Do you know anything about this!"

"I'm sorry, Captain Usopp can't hear you right now. He's too busy being dead."

"Well he'd better get undead really quick, or I'll have to cremate his body. To prevent him from rising as a zombie."

Usopp shot to his feet.

"What do you know? I'm alive. It's a miracle."

"Usopp." Nami growled, stomping towards the cowering sniper. Her warpath was halted as Zoro stepped in front of her. Am insurmountable barricade to her wrath. The swordsman put a hand on her shoulder.

"Nami. Calm down for a minute and think. Every member of this crew knows about your dream and how important your maps are. Do you really think any of us would have purposely damaged your maps?"

She tried to glare holes through his eyes, but he just looked back with utter calmness. The navigator took a deep breath, and sighed.

"No. No I don't."

"So that means one of three things." The swordsman continued. "One, somebody did it by accident." The swordsman turned his gaze on the rest of the crew. "Is that what happened?"

The rest of the crew shook their heads. None of them would go into Nami's room without permission. Not after Luffy did it that one time.

If he weren't made of rubber, he'd still be recovering.

"Okay then. Two: it was some freaky weather thing of the Grand Line."

"No." Nami shook her head. "There have been absolutely no weather anomalies today. I'm sure of it."

Zoro nodded, not even thinking of questioning Nami's weather perception.

"Three: there is a stowaway of some kind on the ship."

"Hey, what did I miss?" asked Luffy, having finally pulled his face out of the deck.

"We have a stowaway."

"Really? Awesome."

"No Luffy! It's not awesome!" Usopp yelled, smacking him. "A stowaway is a bad thing! It could be anyone. A marine! An assassin! Even some kind of monster! Just the thought of it is giving me the I-need-to-hide-from-scary-things-or-I'll-die-disease."

"THERE"S A MONSTER ON THE SHIP! AHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Chopper screamed, starting to run in circles around the deck. Brook, who was yelling something about monsters wanting to eat his bones and that being all he had left, quickly joined him, adding hysterical yohohohos to the noise.

Luffy started laughing at his crew's antics. Only to be smacked, yet again, by his sniper.

"Luffy! A stowaway is not a good thing! We could be in serious trouble here."

"Why? If it's dangerous, I'll just beat it up, it'll be fun. Let's go find it." The rubberman beamed. "Come on Usopp! Let's go search!"

"WHAT! LUFFY NO! DON"T-" but he was too late, the rubberman had already grabbed him and dragged him off through the ship, the sniper cursing the whole way.

Zoro watched the pair go, and then nodded to himself. It was probably a good idea to search in pairs. Absent-mindedly, he reached out and snagged Chopper as the reindeer completed a circuit around the deck.

"AHHHHH! I don't want to get eaten! I'd taste terrible!"

Zoro reached into the doctor's hat and pulled out some of his emergency cotton candy. He waited for the reindeer to open his mouth again to scream and shoved the sugary snack in.

Chopper calmed down a little, the sweet taste of his favorite treat distracting him from his panic.

"Chopper." Zoro's voice was the epitome of calm. "Nobody is going to eat you."

"Really?"

"Yeah. I'll make sure of it, now come on, if we're going to track down a stowaway your sense of smell could be a big help."

"Okay. Let's go it!" the doctor's previous doubts forgotten, replaced with a face of determination.

Zoro just smiled, placing the doctor on his shoulder he began to walk off.

"Zoro, Nami's room is in the other direction."

"What? No it's not. Her room is at the back of the ship."

"Yes it is. But you're heading towards the front. See look. The lion's head is right in front of us."

"…Be quiet."

Chopper just giggled.

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Authors note:

So that's the first chapter of Feather Storm. I decided to cut it off a little early.

And in case any of you are wondering, this takes place at some point before the time skip because of reasons. I'll do my best to keep everyone in character as possible.

Let me know if I do a good job.