It's my first time writing a fan fiction so please read and review!
I do not own one piece! I own the two characters Rosaline and Mera.
Hope you guys like this first chapter!
"M… Ma… Mama!" a little boy with tiny freckles spread across his face wobbled slowly towards a woman who sat in the middle of a sunflower field.
"Oh my… Mera… What are you doing here?" a woman turned around at the young boy's cry. She stood up from her little chair as she walked towards the boy, carrying him up from his wobbly stance. "Lets go back, Aunt Mary must be waiting."
"Admiral!" a marine saluted in front of a tall man with a serious expression. "We have finally located her whereabouts. It seems she is located in a small island called 'Sunflower Isle' in the East Blue."
"Good. Send some troops there. Don't make a ruckus, we don't want any of those leftover Whitebeard pirates to find out. Execute her and anyone associated with her immediately." Akainu puffed out a cloud of smoke. It has been a year since Fire Fist Ace has been executed, and recently the marines gained information that Ace had been hiding a woman somewhere on the grand line. Akainu clenched his fist as he thought about the deceased man. "Do not let her get away. Leave now!" he ordered. The soldier scrambled off to fulfill the man's orders. "Ace… it is a shame, but this woman will have to die."
"Ms. Rosaline please at least eat some vegetables. Seriously you haven't been eating properly ever since that day…" a woman wearing a habit* nagged as she tidied up the dishes on the dining table.
"I'm sorry Aunt Mary, but I just can't…" Rosaline placed her eating utensils lightly onto the table.
"Mama, not hungry?" a little boy pulled at her dress and stared at her with big dark eyes.
The woman stared at her son for a few seconds before looking away tears welling up in her eyes. Why do they look so alike? She looked up into the ceiling then smiled at the boy. "Yeah… Mama isn't hungry, but Mera you have to eat a lot okay? So you can grow up to be a strong man, just like your papa!" she rubbed Mera's soft black hair.
Dinner was over now, and Aunt Mary lead Mera to his bedroom. Rosaline took this time to go to the chapel and pray. Her long white gown dragged behind her as she took soft steps down the stairs that led to the small chapel that was attached to the European styled house. Rosaline kneeled in front of the large cross, and closed her eyes. Please keep my Mera safe. Please don't let them find us. The moonlight shined through the windows of the chapel creating a tiny spotlight on the woman. Her dark long hair was braided messily and pulled to one side of her shoulder. Her pale skin seemed even paler with the moonlight shining over it. Anyone who looked at this woman would not deny her simplistic beauty. Rosaline kneeled in front of the cross till the moon left the sky and the sun replaced it.
"Your prayers have definitely reached our heavenly father, dear." Aunt Mary walked down the aisle of the chapel, "Have you been praying all night again?" she looked at the woman who stood up slowly as she could no longer feel her legs.
"Time sure passes by quickly." Rosaline rubbed her sore knees, " Is Mera awake?"
"Not yet, he is still sound asleep. You should go get some sleep yourself my dear." Aunt Mary answered with the usually concerned tone, "Rosaline it has been a year, I know it must still be difficult for you, but shouldn't you change out of your mourning gown by now?" Aunt Mary looked at the long white gown Rosaline has been wearing since the day of Fire Fist Ace's execution.
Rosaline looked down at her attire and smiled at Aunt Mary, "I got used to it before I realized. White looks good on me doesn't it?"
"Whatever floats your boat dear." Aunt Mary shook her head as she smiled. The two woman headed to the kitchen to prepare breakfast. Just as Aunt Mary was about to go wake Mera up a knock was heard from their front door. "Who could it be so early in the morning?" Aunt Mary scurried to the door and opened it.
"Aunt Mary! Rosaline! Pack your bags this instance! There's a marine ship docked at the ports! They are heading here right this moment!" Tony a young fishermen who Aunt Mary used to take care of looked devastated as he explained the situation, "It seems like they have found out Rosaline's identity somehow. I swear to God these marine's are even sneakier than pirates! Anyhow I'm going to go down to the town to try and stall them! You guys run down the other side of the hill and leave using that small boat!" Tony ran off afterwards down the hill and disappeared.
"Oh my! We must hurry!" Aunt Mary ran off to grab suitcases. Rosaline ran to Mera's room finding the boy still in deep slumber.
"Mera! Mera! Baby wake up!" Rosaline nudged the baby boy finally waking him up, Rosaline dressed the boy quickly, and just as she carried him out the room Aunt Mary joined them with their luggage. The three of them scurried out of the house running as fast as they can down the steep hill leading them to a small ship. They were almost at the boat when they heard a gunshot go off somewhere. Aunt Mary turned around seeing Tony fall to the ground. It seems Tony had been chasing after the marines who seemed to have barged into the house.
"Tony!" Aunt Mary cried as tears rolled down her cheeks. Rosaline stared in shock as she covered Mera's eyes.
"Laurel M. Rosaline! Do not try to escape we have surrounded you! Surrender now!" the marines yelled as they made their way down the steep hill.
"Rosaline! Take this with you and hurry to the ship! I will stall these marines!" Aunt Mary pushed a bag into Rosaline's hands, "It's a devil fruit my dear… My deceased husband, the priest of the church kept it locked up in the basement of the church. These fruits are the devil's creation, and we were never suppose to touch it, but if it can give you strength to protect yourself and young Mera I will give it to you. Now go!" Aunt Mary pushed Rosaline as she ran towards the marines.
"Aunt Mary! We are forever in your dept!" Rosaline cried as she turned with tears pouring out of her eyes. She boarded the small boat and sailed off. Tears blurred her vision as she watch Aunt Mary collapse to the ground as marines shot her. "Aunt Mary!" Rosaline screamed, as the boat drifted off into the vast sea.