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Fafnir's POV
I breathed in the evening air deeply in anticipation as I walked toward the assigned meeting place. Almost 2 full years have passed since I have seen him. Whitebeard, a giant of a man that makes my 6' 10" look small. He was more of a father figure to me that a captain, having taken me in when I was an orphan, stranded on a life raft, afloat for days. I had served him faithfully until I hit my teenage years, and became discontented and rebellious. I ran away, striking out on my own. Now I laugh at myself and what a foolish boy I really was. Now I am a hunter for Whitebeard. I chase down rebellious crew members and anybody else he wants me to find. I break out of my reverie as I close in on the arranged meeting place. I don't know why he wanted to meet me here, but I came without question. Why wouldn't I? He had been very cryptic about our meeting together also. I pulled out the message he sent me and read it over.
"Dear Fafnir,
I am writing to you with the utmost urgency. You must come to Seabody immediately! I will be expecting you on the south side in exactly one month!
Whitebeard."
I knew what he was talking about when he said the south side. It was a place he took me when I was a boy. It is a large cavern underneath the archipelago. I was just inside the entrance to the cave when I heard a strange noise coming from deeper inside. I became wary and drew my knives, Deimos and Phobos, as I drew nearer, and as I drew closer I saw that a girl, a little older than me, sitting next to a rock, crying. That crying was the strange noise I had heard earlier. I put away my knives and walked loser,
"Why are you crying?" I asked the girl and she sat straight up and looked at me, fear in her eyes. I suppose the way I looked didn't help anything, as a 6' 10" tall giant dressed in black, and my frame wasn't exactly the friendliest thing on the planet. I got a good look at the girl now that she was looking at me. She was small, well, small compared to me anyway. With dazzling blue eyes, that sparkled like the ocean, and beautiful ebony hair, she was striking. I also saw that she had a Whitebeard Jolly Roger tattooed on the back of her hand. I had a much bigger one on my back. Like Ace's.
"Stay calm, I'm not here to hurt you, I'm just looking for Whitebeard, do you know where he is?" I asked the girl.
She stared at me, open mouthed.
"You...You don't know?" she said between sobs.
"Don't know what?" I asked, getting worried.
"Whitebeard...He's...He's…" She could barely speak because of a new set of sobs. "He's...Dead….."
And that Folks, is the end of the story. For now. Sorry for being random, it's just who I am. Posibillity Maker should be doing her part of the prologue soon! - Fenrir