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A/N: The story you've been waiting for is finally here!* This story is mainly about Liza, Rosalie's mother, and how she came to be. It's important to read this story because a lot of things will be made clear. This will also be the foundation for the next Sequel to Rosalie's story* (Yes, there will be another book ;D ) If you have any other questions, just ask!*
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Disclaimer: I do no own One Piece or any of it's characters but the OC's inserted as well as Liza is my own character*
Chapter 1
The sea was calm for once, which was a rare thing you could come by while sailing in the New World. The sun didn't dare to hide behind a puff of white clouds and even the blue sky peeked out beneath the white fluff.
Today was a wonderful day.
Shanks stood against the railing of his large ship with a paper in hand and his eyes had a faraway look. The blue of the sea clashed with the blue of the sky but both of them stayed blue... A color that was nostalgic to him.
"You're still staring at that poster? I thought that you would frame it by now" Benn, his first mate's voice reached Shanks' ears and a smirk came onto his lips. The grey haired male came in next to him and he gave him a brief glance.
"No, not yet. I still need to find a frame first. I can't just put this in a dusty old wooden cover," Shanks said while pointing at the wanted poster. Benn chuckled at Shanks while shaking his head before his eyes rested on the calm ocean.
"What do think would happen from here on out, now that Rosalie has a bounty?" Benn asked and Shanks's face fell slightly but he managed to keep his smile. He glanced down at the poster of his daughter and a light sigh escaped his lips.
"Who knows? I'm sure she can handle herself and she has that rookie by her side. If push comes to shove I'll step in but until then we won't interfere. She has to have her own adventure," Shanks stated and Benn exhaled the smoke of his cigarette.
"What about Luffy? I think he'll be surprised when he hears that you have a daughter" Benn pointed out and Shanks burst out laughing. He could already imagine the small boy's reaction to the news and it amused him to no ends.
"He'll probably want her to join his crew at all costs!" Shanks said and continued to laugh while Benn gave a small chuckle. He agreed. "But I know she'll deny his request. She's attached to her current crew" Benn's brow twitched slightly when he heard a bitter tone in the statement.
"Are you jealous that Rosalie's attracted to that rookie?" Benn asked and Shanks gave his partner a look filled with disbelief. It was Benn's turn to burst out laughing and Shanks growled at the male while his cheeks tinted slightly.
"Shut up! She's my daughter! I don't have anything to be jealous of!" Shanks snapped and averted his eyes away from his first mate. "Besides, he better not do anything to my little girl or he's going to regret it" Benn's laughter died down, but his smug smirk was still visible.
"You mean anything 'bad', though your bad and her good may be the same thing." Benn pointed out and Shanks scowled at the male. He was treading towards a dangerous area and if the male didn't stop soon, Shanks was going to hit him.
"Whatever. As long as she stays out of deadly trouble, I'll accept her choices. It's not like I have a say anyway. She's just as stubborn and dangerous as her mother" Shanks said and Benn's face softened at the mention of the deceased female.
"I've been thinking about Liza a lot lately. I guess meeting up with Rosalie brought up old memories of her" Benn said and Shanks nodded while his eyes danced with various emotions. He had been thinking a lot about Liza as well and found that he couldn't shake her off as easy as always.
"Yeah, meeting Rosalie reminded me of how I met Liza. They were both so strong and prideful but didn't allow themselves to be stepped on. Dangerous women" Shanks murmured the last part and Benn chuckled.
That was just who Liza was...
Two years after the Pirate King, Gol D. Roger was executed on an Island named The Conquest Line located in East Blue...
"S-Sorry, sir! But I can't give you any more beer if you don't pay up what you already owe" A male in his late thirties tried to soothe the angry pirate costumer. He wore brown pants with a beige sleeveless top and black shoes.
The large pirate snorted loudly and hit his beer mug hard on the table leaving a small crack in the wood. His face was flushed from the alcohol and he was completely drunk along with his men who were glaring at the bartender.
"And I'm telling you that I want more! I won't pay until I have another drink!" The drunkard male slurred and gave the male a deadly glare. "You do understand that I can bust up this lousy bar in a flash, don't you? I can kill you were you stand too. The choice is yours."
"Now, now, there's no need to threaten me. I'm just obeying the rules that's all. If you want something to drink you'll have to ask the Boss" The male said sighing and letting his brown hair bounce slightly as he let his shoulders fall.
"Then bring me that Boss of yours! I'll show him not to mess with a group of Pirates!" The drunkard slurred once again and the bartender frowned. His brows furrowed before he glanced back and took a breath.
"Boss! We've got some troublemakers that want to talk to you! They said something about a lousy bar and busting it up!" The bartender yelled before he was roughly grabbed by his collar and slammed into the table by the angry Pirate Captain.
"You little shit-!"
"Again? I swear this is the third time this week! If they hate my bar that much there are loads of others they can visit!" A feminine voice reached their ears as a female descended down the stairs from the second floor.
She had big blue eyes with long dark strands falling down her back until it reached her middle. She wore a leather hat complemented by leather boots and a pair of long dark blue jeans. She wore a light blue blouse that showed her large bust's cleavage.
The bar went quiet at the female's arrival and some of the other costumers gulped away their nervousness. The particular pirate group who was causing trouble had wide eyes and was practically drooling over her.
"Well, gentleman, what seems to be the problem here?" The Boss asked as she walked over towards the table, her hips swinging from side to side. "Do you think my bar is lousy, is that it? Then I am truly sorry to disappoint you fellas"
The bartender walked away from the table, knowing what was about to come and merely continued to serve the rest of the costumers. He growled at the other customers who fawned over the female and they immediately stopped, afraid of what the male might do.
"Is there anything I can do for you?" The Boss asked them, leaning a bit more towards the pirates and they swallowed thickly. Her cleavage was clearly visible and her big blue eyes had them melting in their chairs.
"Y-Yes! I want more beer but your schoolboy over there doesn't want to give us any!" The Pirate Captain slurred and the bartender growled. It was true, he was very short but no one ever dared to call him a schoolboy. He wanted to beat the pirate Captain up for that one.
"Oh? Don't worry about him! I'll tell you what, since he refuses to give you anything, I'll give you a special. Only a few costumers have ever gotten service from the Boss" She husked out and their faces flushed but their lust showed.
Until she smirked.
"GO TO HELL YOU STINKING PIRATE SCUM! PAY THE BILL OR GET OUT!" She roared and slammed their faces together before slamming them through the wooden table. Everyone in the bar paled while the bartender shook his head in disapproval.
"HOW DARE YOU CALL MY BAR LOUSY YOU ASSHOLES?! HOW DARE YOU THREATEN TO DAMAGE MY PROPERTY?!" She continued to roar as she beat them up, giving everyone quite the show while drinking.
She grabbed the Pirate Captain's hair and pulled him up to her deadly eye level. Despite his face swollen and beaten badly, he still saw her killer eyes and started to sweat bullets. His men were half conscious and groaned in pain.
"Listen carefully, if I ever see you at my bar, talk about my bar, even think about my bar, I will end your lives and you'll wish the Navy had locked you up to keep you away from me" She said before she kicked them straight through the west side of her bar, sending them flying outside the wall.
She watched as they scurried off and cried out in fear from the female's wrath. She huffed and crossed her arms over her chest. "Seems like this world only has cowards left as pirates. That's just sad" She stated in a bitter tone.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing, Liza-chan?! They got away without paying and you ruined the bar!" The bartender snapped while frowning deeply at the female's actions. She looked around and blinked a few times before grinning evilly and pulled out a pile of wallets that she held.
Liza D. Bloodmoore
Owner of 'Dine and Dash'
Former Pirate and Master Thief
Bounty: 175 000 000 Beli
"Oh, they paid, don't worry. We can use the change to repair the damage as well. Don't worry so much, Richie, but right now... Free drinks for everyone!" The entire bar cheered at the female's declaration and she grinned widely. She loved the sound.
Richard Frost
Bartender at 'Dine and Dash'
Former Shipwright
"You know, you probably would get more reliable customers if you didn't name this place 'Dine and Dash', Liza-chan" Richard pointed out as they served the free drinks and Liza rolled her eyes. She had heard this a thousand times already.
"I don't care. I like the ring to it and so far, no one has ever outrun me. It gives me amusement to beat up people for money," She said and the males paled inside the bar at her brutality. They hadn't met a woman like that before.
"You're a monster...no, a devil..." Richard said as he watched her finish with her serving the costumers and received a wide grin. She didn't care what she was called and he expected nothing more from a former pirate.
That occurred the morning before the fateful meeting happened between her and a specific redhead. At that time, she was the owner of a small bar named 'Dine and Dash' where she also served music and entertainment to her costumers.
She was devoted to the small place she had built after two years and people flocked towards her bar because of the high quality alcohol. Being a former pirate, she knew everything about drinking and was proud of being a thief when no one paid his or her dues. She would just take what was needed.
"Liza-chan, I was thinking, maybe you should try and avoid damaging the bar from now on. We won't make any income if you keep this up. You always break a table and throw them out the same wall. There is a door you know" Richard pointed out as Liza sat at the bar counter, a drink in hand.
"Where's the fun in that?! Besides, we still have a lot of money left after the Whitebeard Pirates partied here. Who knew they were so jolly?" Liza said but Richard shook his head. She stared at him blankly before raising her eyebrow.
"We spent all that money on repairs already and by the way we would've gotten more if you didn't hit one of his men" Richard stated and her face paled while her eyes widened. She grabbed the male by his collar over the counter and pulled him closer.
"What do you mean we spent it?! There couldn't have been that much damage! And for your information no one touches my ass unless I permit them!" Liza added the last part while shaking the male furiously.
"You keep breaking chairs, tables, walls, windows and we needed a new stove! If you weren't so set on kicking every disrespectful costumer through the wall we would've still have lots left!" Richard retorted and she growled while shaking the male.
As they continued to argue with each other a new costumer stepped inside the bar, ringing the bell right above the door. The entire bar became quiet and only Liza's yelling was heard. When she realized everything died down they glanced back at the door.
Her eyes widened when she saw a male in black boots and pants. He wore black and red ornate clothing with a crucifix pendant around his neck. His attire also consisted of a wide-brimmed black hat decorated with a large plume and a long open black coat with no shirt underneath.
However, what caught her attention wasn't his clothing at all. He had the large sword on his back and his piercing golden eyes. Her grip on Richard's shirt loosened slightly and they watched as he approached them before he sat down.
"A glass of the finest wine you have" His voice was gruff but had a hidden gentleness to it. Liza stared at him for another few moments before she completely let go of Richard. The poor male stumbled back slightly and growled at Liza but she seemed to be in a trance.
This was her first encounter with Dracule Mihawk, soon to be Strongest Swordsman in the World...
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