A/N: This is a new story for One Piece (~!). This contains a lot of spoilers, despite diverting from the original plot line... by a lot. So yeah...

Disclaimer: I DON'T OWN ONE PIECE, gosh... I felt myself die a little on the inside there. xD No, but seriously. I don't own this. ENJOY!

"Did you come to take my head, Bounty hunter?" The red- haired man asked. His right hand held the sheath of a katana. His head tilted downwards shifted upwards to stare levelly into my eyes; he sat on a wine barrel, his crew sitting casually around, surrounding him. The air was tense as he stared, waiting.

"Even if I did, I couldn't start a fight in this kind of atmosphere." I said plainly, referring to the dank, shadowed and somber effect the thick forests gave, especially the mourning like feeling Shanks and his crew gave off.

'Did they lose a member or something?' I questioned myself. 'I would hate to interrupt if they did.'

"Is that so?" He started, "Then what does a young lady want from me?" He said dully, as if he really didn't want to deal with me. His crew members quietly watched us, unnerved.

'The feeling is quite mutual.' I scoffed mentally.

"Please, no need for such formalities." I replied miffed, "Jane, my name, will certainly suffice."

No reply, I was starting to curse myself for bothering with this. I could have been assuring the lands I claimed from Big Mama weren't overtaken. I could be having spicy food, for fuck's sake. I let a small sigh escape from my lips.

"Really, what the hell are you morons doing? Here, a fellow Yonko is in your presence, and you don't even say hello?" I asked exasperated. I was getting annoyed by the overwhelming personalities that the New World had an abundance of. All these pirates had annoying arrogance, full of shit, the lot of them.

I heard a snort and a few chuckles at my outburst.

"A fellow Yonko? Then are you here to fight?" Shanks asked, perking up a bit, actual curiosity in his eyes.

"Why is it all about fighting with you men? No, I did not come here for a fight." I growled. "I came here to talk to you, like a human being, not some damned beast."

His shoulders lifted, "A talk? Why, I'm honored." He brought his head to look up at me. "Need help from an experienced Yonko?" He blinked, "How old are you?"

I raised an eyebrow, should have known that question would arise.

"22." I lied easily, "I only want info that only you Yonko share." I couldn't afford to be left out and caught off guard.

"Ah, 22?" He seemed relieved, was it that easy to lie to this guy? I was now the strongest woman in the world, but I had a feeling I was the youngest pirate too, being only 15. It would be disturbing for many to know that a young girl, such as myself, was a Yonko, making her the strongest female pirate. I wouldn't be surprised if, in the future, people would try to persuade me out of pirating. Say, people like Shanks. Lying was necessary, in conclusion.

"Well, then." He started, getting up to stand. His demeanor changed in a heartbeat, becoming upbeat. "LET'S PARTY~!" He cheered, the others following suit. I blinked, surprised. Before I knew it, I was being dragged away by Shanks towards the Sake.

Damn.

I soon found myself squished in between Shanks, and some other nameless crew member. All of the crew, Shanks especially, were drunk around me, I sighed beyond annoyed. I was really regretting abandoning my spicy foods in my one man ship back at the shore. Was this even worth the information? I asked myself.

If it wasn't, payment by means of castration, would definitely suffice. Definitely... hopefully.

I was losing hope in humanity by the second, as I dully noted Shanks holding an unstable jug of sake towards my chest.

"C'mon, don't be so uptight! Drink up!" He slurred lightly. I twitched in frustration.

"My chest has no mouth." I commented dryly. I lifted my hand to dismiss the jug, lest he spill it on my loose gray shirt thinking it was my mouth. It was too late, however, when I watched in horrifying slow motion as it spilled a little from Shanks' unstable hold. The skin on my stomach felt suddenly wet, as my shirt was drenched in Sake. I smelt the repugnant smell of alcohol cling to me. Crinkling my nose, I used my hand, which was supposed to have saved me, to smack Shanks on the cheek. His head snapped to the side at the force, had he been somber he could've dodged, could've stopped my hand, or simply let himself be smacked and not even been perturbed by it. Then again, if he was somber, he wouldn't have done that.

Having had enough, I stood scowling at him as he grinned joyfully at me.

"Tch, I hate alcohol, old man. I'll come back whenever you decide to talk to me seriously." I hated alcohol for many reasons; it made the best of people horrid, smelled bad, made you do things you could end up regretting, and etc. Just look at Shanks, his annoying self that was already unbearable just got worse, honestly who invented that shit?

Besides, I was underage. I snorted, like that would've stopped me. I walked away, out of the forest towards the shore, where real food waited. I licked my lips, and started speed walking towards my ship.

Damn, if the other two Yonko were like this, then forget it. I secretly decided that Shanks would be the only pirate affiliated with me. In the sort of 'she met up with him one time' affiliation. No more idiotic red heads for me.

'Looks like taking over the world is gonna be harder then I originally thought.' I mentally groaned, 'If they're all stupid like a certain someone, then fuck my life.'

I soon reached my ship and to my dismay noted the presence of another, just 15 feet away. It looked like the gloomiest one man ship out there. It looked like a coffin. I let out a snort, muttering the word pirates with extreme detest. I was aware of how it wasn't here when I came, meaning that Shanks has another visitor. Too bad, Shanks was probably in too deep to realize he had another visitor. Why, he most likely didn't notice me leaving, despite my announcement.

I decided to eat and get off this temporary Island of Shanks. I reached for the metal lunchbox, that had all the spicy foods you could ever think of; it was the biggest lunchbox that I found in Big Mama's ship, it had been stuffed with Candy at the time, but that was easy to rid of. I wasn't as big of a sweet- tooth as her, but I had ransacked her Candy supplies, which was huge. I took a pocky pack with me. Gently, I placed the 6 feet wide, and 5 feet tall lunchbox down on the sand. Ripping open the pocky packet, I sat down on the metal box. I ate slowly, enjoying the sugar rush it gave me. I heard shuffling behind me, the sand kicked up and around, as one, no, two people walked towards me. I locked the tip of the pocky with my teeth, and turned my head around.

"Bounty Hunter Jane?" I blinked, both two people were men, and were very feared in the New World. It had been "Hawk- Eye" Mihawk who addressed me. Shanks stood by.

"Hello." I answered. I shifted back to look at the blue ocean and sky, chewing on the pocky stick. A gentle breeze came around, upsetting my silver hair. Closing my eyes, I started recreating atoms and forced them to bond, creating two beach chairs opposite of me. I held in a pant, making sure to breath smoothly.

"Sit, sit." I gestured to the two of them, it must have been awkward motions, them being behind me and all, but whatever. There was a pause, as they probably mulled over how I made chairs just like that, before Shanks sat on my left and Mihawk on my right. I had suspicions that there would be a handful of awkward moments the second I made those chairs. However, unsurprisingly, Shanks led a conversation, sure to lead back to my age and pirate position.

"So, information, eh?" He asked rhetorically. I bite on my pocky stick, finishing it. I started wondering why Shanks would make Mihawk be here, was it safe to share information that only Yonko were supposed to know?

"To be honest, I'm not sure if there is anything I still don't know about, that could risk my life or the people living on my territories." I was hesitant for Shanks to spill in front of Mihawk.

Mihawk's eyes shifted onto me sideways, by the way he had called me earlier, it was easy to figure that he was curious at the fact that I was accepting the dangerous Yonko position, when I had already assured Akainu I was to be a regular bounty hunter. He had believed the lie I had told to the Admiral Akainu, who in turn had spilled to reporters. The entire world held onto the assumption that I was just another Bounty hunter, not a fill- in for Big Mama, that either some other pirate would rise to the occasion or the position would crumble with the previous Yonko's territories up for grabs.

Talking about territories, I needed to wrap this up soon, who knows what the pirates in the New World could be doing to them. Considering that there were no possible candidates for the position, notorious pirates and other Yonko were waring for them by this point. Except for Shanks, for he was here right now.

"Well, I would recommend staying away from White-beard and Kaidou. Kaidou especially, I'm sure you can see why. As for me, I wouldn't mind it if we allied or anything, if not and this is just introductions between the two of us, I can assure you I won't hold back." Shanks smiled, turning his head from the ocean to stare determined at me.

"Thanks for the advice." I replied. "I was considering an Alliance, for at least until I recollect myself and get a firm grip on the position." Shanks would just be used to help me assure that I secured my position. I hadn't even a crew to use, I also would need to form outposts on my territories, an alliance with someone like Shanks would definitely be very useful. He would for the most part, be something akin to a guardian angel. If he agreed, then I would owe him a lot, of course.

He nodded seriously, "I understand the point of that. It would be beyond difficult to do anything without some form of help." I couldn't help but sense that he was already aware he was going to be used; I wondered if he expected anything afterward.

"Alright, so is it safe to assume that we are an alliance?" I asked.

"Of course, I could never refuse to the pretty newbies." He chuckled. My heart raced, if only for a few moments.

"That's Jane to you, old man." I retorted, scowling.

"And that's Shanks to you, miss." He replied, amused.

Sighing irritated, I looked over to Mihawk, mouthing a sentence so Shanks wouldn't hear. "I take it you have to handle his stupidity all the time too?"

Mihawk, who glanced at me, nodded once, his plumed hat brimming over his golden eyes.

"Oi, what are you two going on over there?" Shanks demanded.

"Just questioning our luck to know you." I said simply, getting up and stretching. There was a sickening ripping sound as the big gaping hole in my stomach reopened. I had forgotten about that, I thought as I held in a wince. I casually walked away back to my ship to get bandages, for all of my devil fruit's abilities I had yet to truly master it to the point where I could manipulate the atoms in my body.

For some reason, there was a limiter when it came to my body. I could do anything to atoms, and since atoms were the key to everything, by default I could do anything to anything. So, since my body was made of atoms, it should've been easy, yet something seemed to restrict me. A weakness, I supposed. Although, the more I used my abilities, the more I realized just how dangerous it was. I was starting to suspect that I could even split an atom in half, resulting in catastrophic destruction. It frightened me more than anything to know that I held a power to lay to waste an Island with just the snap of my fingers, it would be easier than that too. However, it frightened me even more to know that if this ability had gotten into the wrong hands, no, I didn't want to continue that.

Then again, if it wasn't for this ability, I wouldn't have been able to beat Big Mama and her crew. No other Devil Fruit would have cut it with my physical abilities. I would have to train more, lest I end up with gaping holes in me as a permanent thing. I lifted my gray shirt off before it got bloodied, my white tank top wasn't spared, and the whole front side was soaked. Damn, why didn't I get professional medical care first. Clearly, I'm not thinking straight at all today. Something foul smelling entered my nose, I let out a small noise of despair as I lifted the front of the Tank top up, it was in the first stage of getting infection.

"Are you alright?" Shanks asked worriedly, getting up from his seat. I had my back to them, so they couldn't see the blood or the gape in my stomach, surrounded by multiple bruises and gashes. Sure, I had won against Big Mama, but I certainly had barely gotten out alive. His concern must have came from the other wounds littering my arms, back and neck, I conceded. I was gonna have to abuse our alliance earlier than I thought.

"Sorry about this, but do you have a professional doctor anywhere nearby?" I asked, biting my pride in the ass.

"Professional doctor?! Mihawk, call for Benn will you?" I looked back, seeing Shanks rushing to me, while Mihawk got up, slightly annoyed before heading back to the forest. I had been struggling to hold myself up, but snuggling up to Shanks seemed very tempting right about now. I registered that thought and put it off, blaming the lack of blood. He walked around me and frowned at the gape and tell- tale signs of infection starting on my stomach. I held still, he seemed to care a bit too much for my tastes.

Despite my confidence in my acting skills, he eyes said he saw right through it, placing his only hand on my shoulder, he said, "Lie down." His voice demanded respect and held authority. I wanted to ignore what he said, but that would only make it harder on myself later on. The doctor would tell me to lie down anyways. His hand kept me steady as I lowered myself slowly, it was very painful, but I schooled my face for the occasion.

"Very teenager like, don't you think?" Shanks sat down next to my lying form. "Not telling me that you needed help, even after requesting an alliance."

Nope, I did not just confirm his suspicions. Definitely not.

"How old are you really?"

If I wasn't annoyed already, I was now.

"15." I said, defeated. He shook his head in what I labeled as disappointment. I expected him to say something that would go against my wishes, however what he said shocked me.

"You certainly know how to lie, had me going there." Shanks laughed. "Fair warning though, the pirates around here aren't going to show you mercy, despite your gender or age."

I blinked at him. He understood my desire for freedom?

"I'm not as ambitious as you might think, all I want is freedom and to protect those who look up to me for help."

He smiled warmly. I shifted my gaze away, nevertheless, I didn't expect care to be given to me so willingly, so I was a bit overwhelmed by the gentleness. Funny, I was almost completely civil with about anyone, yet I didn't expect, no, didn't really want for the formalities to be returned. All I asked for was to be addressed properly, by name. The alliance with Shanks, by the looks of it, should make me fully expect it.

Silence fell on us for a few moments, before I heard the sound of sand being kicked around. Looks like my doctor is here. I accepted being prodded and stared at. The doctor, didn't really fit my expectations of a professional, but he seemed to know what he was doing, and he was dressing me far better than I could have ever managed. After disinfecting and bandaging my wounds, he proceeded to treat my other less serious wounds. I wanted to protest, but decided that I'll let it be, but the Tank top isn't going to expose my chest and the shorts weren't going to be rolled up either.

"Seriously, don't you have a doctor on your crew or even some professional that you pay?" Benn asked exasperated after he had finished. The feeling was mutual, even I was exasperated, and I wasn't even working. I shoved my tank top down, glad to have my stomach back for only me to see, I rather liked my privacy; I was like a princess compared to those slutty pirates I see roaming around.

I sat up, "Sorry to say, but I have no crew, nor do I waste money on doctors." I had no crew, yet. I would soon gather people strong and caring of their people and have them outpost on their very own Island, I would provide them the money and weapons to protect their Island, and a Den- Den mushi that they could use to call me in case an opponent they can't face threatens them. The reason why I hadn't killed Big Mama or any of her crew members with a bounty was to get the money to initiate this, it wasn't incorrect to say I would be a regular bounty hunter, I just happened to have that as a side job. Realizing how impolite that sentence was, I quickly corrected myself.

"Uh, hold on." I got up, to Benn's apparent surprise. Mihawk had left some time ago, after talking to Shanks, whatever he said excited Shanks, who had exclaimed something about some kid named Luffy. Weird name, but I saved it for later. Who knows, by the sound of it, Shanks knew of him and liked him. His son? Cousin? Friend's child? There were many possibilities, and since Benn smirked at the name, I felt that I would definitely meet Luffy, being an ally now and all.

I reached my ship, and pulled out my sack of millions and millions of Belli, actually it was well over a billion, but that was besides the point. I reached inside and picked up a decent stack, probably half a million, satisfied I walked back leaving the sack behind. I could easily reimburse that, no doubt this was pocket money to another Yonko. I had a feeling that he wouldn't accept it, being allies, but I was going to persist. I dropped the money on his lap, and reached into my pocket taking out a Den- Den mushi and threw that at Shanks, who caught it with ease.

"That's," I pointed to the money, "to pay for the treatment. And that's," I then pointed to the Den- Den mushi in Shank's hand, "how we will maintain our alliance. It has direct linkage to mine, you can't call anyone else on it, also it can't be taped by the Marines. It has long distance, so even if I'm in the New World and you're on some godforsaken island in the middle of no where, you can call me. It even has a tracker on it, it tracks mine, but I can't track yours as insurance. I was the one who requested this alliance after all." I didn't want them to think of me as a back- stabber. That would strain relationships, and put me at blame if something bad happens to them when they are at a place no one should know of.

"I don't want this money." Benn said gruffly, "We can get this money, easy."

"That's a shame, I didn't know my life was worth not single Belli." I said. That would make him think I was beyond insulted.

"...Fine." He gave in. Good, good.

I turned to leave, "Oh, and Shanks."

"Hmm?" He stopped playing with the Den- Den mushi's tracking device.

"Please refrain from abusing the ability to track me down, and don't take advantage of the fact that you can call. It's an emergency thing, you know?" I grabbed my metal lunchbox, dragging it to the ship. He nodded in mock seriousness. This didn't look like it was going to be pretty. Having nothing else to say, I boarded my ship.

"Alright, I have some business to take care of." I set sail for Whole Cake Island, which had been the base of the Big Mama pirates. Time to renovate my new home. I had already foreseen this and had all the materials in the cabin areas. Things such as tables, mattresses, clothes, Den- Den mushis, labels, maps, food to last two weeks, personal things like shampoo and etc.

Everything was going smoothly for a good two hours, before my Den- Den mushi, connected directly to Shanks' line rang. I twitched, already annoyed at the red- haired dumbass. Surely, a Yonko doesn't run into so much trouble that it would require help. The occasion was rare, indeed. Certain of it being some random crap, I steeled myself and answered.

"Hello?" I don't even know why I bothered, the stupid grin on the Den- Den mushi was more of an assurance than his voice. No one could copy that damned grin.

"Hello, pretty lady." Shanks voice seemed too amused to my liking, "How's the weather?"

"It mysterious started raining, oh, not even 2 minutes ago." I replied sweetly. It wasn't raining, but he sure as hell wouldn't be able to figure that out.

"Oh, really? It's nice and sunny here." Was he really wasting my time for small talk? Figures. And how the hell did he not notice my tone?

"By the sounds of it, you are enjoying yourself, thus meaning, I can infer that you are not in a dangerous situation, ne?"

"Well, yes and no." He said vaguely. I waited, my patience wearing thin. "It's not dangerous as in the sense you think of, but I am somewhat enjoying myself."

"So...?" Cut to the chase, dumbass.

"I have no more sake, so I was hoping that you'd get some?" He sounded somewhat hopeful, now that I thought about it, his voice did sound slightly off. He had just drank recently.

"You just finished right before you called, didn't you." That was a statement, "Unfortunately, I'm your ally not your butler. You have enough money to afford one." I hung up before he could really whine about his lack of stupid sake. I had more pressing matters to deal with, like which Den- Den mushi should be assigned to which Island, or better yet, which level of spicy food I should eat. I decided to go all out, hopefully it would be satisfying enough to rid of Shanks from my mind, if only for a moment.

The Den- Den mushi rang another hour later.

"What is it now Shanks?" I asked cutting off any chances for a small talk.

"White-beard had found out. About our alliance, about you now being a Yonko." Shanks said seriously. I resisted the urge to go drown myself. Honestly, I was getting way more than I bargained for with this alliance. It hadn't even been half a day, and I was running into a lot of trouble. Today was supposed to be smooth so I could prepare myself before it being announced to the world that I was a Yonko, and that there was nothing they could do about it. But, now the chances of me being stopped before I could secure the position had sky rocketed. Thank you, Shanks. You're a wonderful human being.

"And exactly whose fault is that?" I asked under my breath.

"Um, I think this Den- Den mushi got taped. Because they're here, right now." I rolled my eyes at the stupidity of all this.

"Taped? That's not possible, this thing is private, since I have no crew no one could have betrayed me, you have a hole in your system, Shanks."

"... Don't you mean mole?" He asked, slightly confused. Really, Shanks? Really? You're concerned of the phrase? Are you not disturbed that you have a traitor?

"Gurararararara." I heard someone laughing heartily. Someone was listening in our conversation?

"You introduce yourself to Shanks, but ignore me?" Damn, that's White beard, isn't it?

"I heard you were even more of an alcoholic than Shanks, didn't know it affected you even while somber. Obviously, I was going to stay away from you, at least until I secured my position." I replied, not even holding back in insulting him. Silence. Then again, I didn't exactly want an angry old man, who also happened to be the world's strongest person, making it his goal to kill me. Before I could say something to make the tense atmosphere disappear, he cut me off.

"You're a cheeky little brat, aren't you?" He replied, I detected some amusement in his baritone. "Alright, I'll give you 6 days to secure your position before I start giving you problems."

"Um, oh, right." I actually nodded, before snapping out of it, "WAIT, WHAT?! 6 DAYS? ARE YOU KIDDING ME?" I would need a good month to establish just the connections, that's under the assumption that I don't have to deal with some pirates who want my land. Not only that, but I needed time to recruit people to guard, get weapons, build at least two outposts on each Island, and I had to discuss with each leader. All of this would probably need 4 months in total, without serious nuisances, like White-beard.

"Make that 30 days." Even that was pushing it, however, some little tricks will do well.

"What? Gurararararara, do you think negotiations will work with me?"

"What? Is thinking too hard for you to do?" I baited. A pause.

"14." What? That's a joke.

"27."

"You know what, I think you'll amuse me later on, fine then, 26 days." See? It always works.

"Damned old man. Fine, fine. But you better make the trouble worth it. I was expecting at least 4 months. Now I have less than one. Thank you so much, Shanks." I growled, pretending to hate the conditions. I hung up.

Shanks was going to have an earful from me at the end of this all. I started assigning Den- Den mushis to Islands in pairs, then directly connected each, and made them untraceable. I would give one of the pair to the corresponding Island and keep the other for myself. This method of communication would let me know if anything that the guards can't handle comes up. It was dark when I had finished, hacking into Den- Den mushis bought in public was difficult to do and took up a lot of time. Then again, I wasn't exactly good at hacking either. I let out a yawn.

I shifted my head to opposite sides, noting the orange hues in the sky, and the yellow semicircle, known as the sun, get bigger. Damn, it was sun rise. I hadn't gotten any sleep for the past 3 days. I couldn't very well get sleep now, I could get attacked. That gave me an interesting idea. I got up from the wooden floor, dusting off imaginary dust I knelt in front of the Den- Den mushis and shoved them back into the duffel bag. Lifting it up with ease, I walked towards the back cabin. The wooden door squeaked when I pushed it open, walking in I dropped the duffel bag carefully and picked up a flag. Grinning, I walked back out.

I nodded to myself as I finished putting the flag up. This will most certainly have amusing results. The flag was not mine, it was the former Yonko, Big Mama's flag. Since Big Mama's crew was defeated, her allies would have been easy pickings by other pirates, meaning that their only hope of survival was to regroup with other allies of Big Mama, meaning that they'll come to me when they see the flag. Also, it worked to bring out haters and enemies of Big Mama, they would target me, thinking of me as an enemy.

It would be using one stone to hit two birds down, painfully. Allies of Big Mama could be stopped from being a thorn in my side, by simple means of killing them off, or they could join me. Enemies of Big Mama could also be tried at to join me, I did defeat her after all, or I could make them disappear from the face of the world if they persist on annoying me later on. I actually wasn't keen on killing anyone though, I hadn't killed a single soul, besides the one or two small animals I accidentally killed from my carelessness. Maybe frightening them to the point where they would run for the hills at my name would suffice?

No, I would have to be stupid to believe that. Okay, that was a questionable thing about me, I admit. Sighing, I decided to catch my dinner, er, breakfast. I went to the cabin again and brought out fishing supplies for catching sea monsters. The rod was made out of iron while the string was pliable tampered steel. The rod itself was 3 feet long, the string was 30 meters worth of length. I swung the rod, watching while the steel hook pulled the string forwards, then plummeting itself into the ocean. I jumped onto the side-railings, and knelt waiting.

I felt a slight shiver run up the iron rod, then a powerful tug. Standing up, I braced myself. I started reeling the string, but a strong jerk that nearly made me lose footing pulled from the ocean. I jerked back in return. I summoned the mental strength, knowing that this was a monster of monsters. I was able to stand against a Yonko and her crew, to make me nearly lose footing should be considered impressive, I reasoned. Breathing deeply, I pulled my arms back harshly. I exhaled as the size of the sea monster was revealed, just as I suspected, this was the boss in these areas. Just my luck, considering that the island was nothing but sweets, getting a month's worth of meat was wonderful.

I reeled the extra string quickly and yanked, sending the sea monster flying to me.

"Batters up!" I cheerfully hit it upside the head. The sea creature was instantly knocked out.

"It's a home run!" I jeered. Quiet. I resisted the urge to pout. Before also resisting the urge to face- palm when I remembered there was no crew here. I was quite the sociable creature, really, I was just picky on my friends, or crew for that matter. I hauled up my prize, and proceeded on sanitizing, skinning, removing bones and any fat. The fun part was cutting it into edible pieces; steaks, bite- size pieces, and jerky. I stored the steaks and bite- size pieces into the fridge.

Damn, I was getting really bored, not a single ship in sight. This was the New World, wasn't it? There was competition everywhere, or so I heard, so why was I not being approached?

'It certainly wasn't like this when I came here to beat up Big Mama, so then why?' I contemplated. 'Could it be that the competition was focused somewhere else? But, then where...' My eyes widened with realization. 'Those pirates are fighting over my territories!'

I knew that there would be some competition, but nothing on this scale. Groaning, I ran up to the steering wheel, and shifted course to the nearest territory of the Former Yonko. This would turn into utter chaos if I neglected it in turn of establishing base, that could wait for a little while. I knew just what Island would be receiving the most attention from other pirates. Hell, I wouldn't be surprised if every damn pirate was there. Unfortunately, the name escaped me. I did know where it was though. I drilled the map of the New World into my mind awhile ago, I didn't need those log pose things. I did occasionally get lost a few times though.

I set sail to the Island, whose name still escapes me. Not all that important now, considering that big shot pirates will be hell bent on overtaking it from not only me but each other. The Island, itself, was very important for it had high amounts of precious Earth metals and rocks. Just the perfect place for a pirate.

"Hmph, stupid mongrels. Don't you know of my handsome face?" Some blonde rookie demanded.

"Like we care." A nonchalant response from a tall bulky man.

"Outta my way, dumb-asses!" The person spat out blood at the blonde, who looked very much like a guy denying their identity.

"How dare you spit at me! I hate you! All of you!" He fussed with his clothes.

"Hahahaha, you should do that again." The bulky man pointed, laughing. And in return had spit delivered pronto to his face.

"There, I did it again."

This was merely just a small, tiny part of the chaos taking part on the Island. I felt the strong urge to leave, destroy the place sky high, so I wouldn't have any bad memories of how insufferable it was to take it back or how I just let bastards take it from me. There were still civilians here though so I couldn't do that. The three males seemed to be just seconds away from pummeling the shit out of each other when I intervened.

"That isn't very proper, starting a fight like this in someone else's territory." I stated walking towards them. I'll deal with all the other rampaging rookies and big shots one by one.

"Eh?" Spitz.

"You trying to say something?" Muscles.

"What's a civilian like you doing here?" Girly.

If only they knew just who they were dealing with.

"As said, what are you doing on my turf?" I asked simply.

"What?! You know not of my fame either?" Girly demanded me. "I am Cavendish of the Beautiful Pirates!"

"Bartolomeo." He sneered at me. Spitz, huh?

"Yuho." I felt a sweat-drop. Poor, muscles.

Sighing, I lamented my life. "I didn't ask for your names, but I suppose knowing mine will cease this stupidity."

"We don't give a shit, bitch." Bartolomeo growled, "Learn your damned place, you motherfucker."

"You shouldn't insult a woman like that." Yuho disapproved. "Even if she is annoying." He added as an after thought. Just when I was about to spare you, Yuho.

"Unbelievable! I came here to gain back my fame after that Jane, whatever the hell her name is, stole it from me!" Cavendish exclaimed.

My head started pounding at the situation I put myself in. I held onto my manners despite my urges to send them throttling back to the grand-line.

"Please leave, now. Oh, and my bad for taking your fame, rookie." I apologized insincerely.

Cavendish stiffened along with pirates fighting on the side lines. "YOU!" He roared pointing at me, "You're Jane C. Diasmond!?"

"EHHHHHH!?" All the other pirates halted, staring at me in disbelief.

"Well, if you were expecting some other ugly hag, like Big Mama, then sorry. Once again."

"I didn't make the front cover because of some little girl!?" He seemed beyond infuriated. I noted Bartolomeo sneering at me as he left the scene at the demands of perhaps his captain. Yuho and the other pirates eyed me up and down, seeing if I had a weakness or wounds they could take advantage of. They'll find none. I admit, my acting skills were difficult to crack.

"I made front cover?" I said amused, "I guess beating up a Yonko and her crew would get you that kind of attention."

"Enough! Fight me, I'll rip the title of Yonko from your hands!" Cavendish brandished his Katana at me.

"Do you think you can fight me without a weapon?" I asked. I closed my eyes and activated my atom seeing eyes. Focusing my attention on his Katana I broke down the atom bonds.

"What do you mean no weapon! I have one right-" His Katana snapped into pieces. "here." I kept my eyes closed, paying attention to my surroundings. It was a bit weird seeing everything by atom structure now, seeing that now I could see the air. A slight difference in the atomic structure of Cavendish's eyes told me he was surprised.

"How could you..? You didn't even move!" He shouted, trying to reason the situation. I was silent.

"Are you sure of that? Our strength levels are worlds apart, how can you be sure that I didn't snap it with my hands?" I didn't but if he thought that I was that fast it would be easier on myself than explaining that I broke the atomic structure. No one should be able to do that.

"It's in pieces! Even if you are that fast, using your hands should've just made it into two parts, four at the most! I'm not stupid!" He sounded insulted.

"Never thought you were stupid." I muttered. "I ate a devil fruit. Figure out the rest by yourself." If I give you enough time. I doubt people would ever be able to figure it out, unless I told them. No one knew of my abilities, so I was pretty much safe.

"Here, I'll demonstrate again." I turned towards the candy factory, that made payment in candy for Big Mama's protection, getting a bit dizzy from all of the different atomic structures entering my vision as I once again focused my attention on destroying the structure. I was aware just how much shit I would be in if I accidentally destroyed a single atom. It would blow the Island sky high. Yes, I assumed without testing that I could indeed split an atom in half. I wasn't testing it out anytime soon, if ever.

The factory broke in pieces, falling apart making huge crashing sounds. The ground shook.

"Gwah!" The pirates near the factory yelled out as the ran away from the bricks, lest they end up killed.

"How did she do that?" Some of the pirates questioned, they were beyond confused at this point.

"Did she eat a devil fruit that allows her to destroy anything?!"

I got a pounding headache from all the movement, a noticeable weakness of the Genshi- Genshi no mi. The thing was, my atom seeing eyes were extremely weak to movement from anything, from the wind to lips moving to people running, heck moving myself would make me dizzy. Anything could cause my head to hurt, depending on the amount of movement it could be a dull headache, barely there, to an intense migraine, which would cripple me.

I opened my eyes, relieving myself from further headaches as the pirates increased in movement. Another downside was that my eyes needed to be closed; I made the foolish mistake to open my eyes during the fight against Big Mama at one time with my eyes still activated. My eyes were apparently very light sensitive, when I opened my eyes it felt as if my eyes were being burned, while drills were driving themselves into my skull by my eyes; It was one of the most unpleasant feelings a person could get from his/ her own stupidity, in short. There were a few other things notable of my abilities, but that could wait.

"Last chance to leave." I warned the pirates. I really didn't want to deal with them anymore, hell I never did. "I don't like fighting as much as you might believe so." Well, that would've been a lie had it not been for my Devil Fruit powers, it sucked the fun out of fighting.

"Tch, so you can make a few things break, so what!" Cavendish shouted as he ran to me.

He launched a powerful kick at me, which I blocked with my forearm. Not bad, however, I spotted a few openings. Was that intentional? I lazily went to grab his ankle when his other leg spun towards my head. Cavendish used my forearm as a footing and lifted himself up, his leg would have landed on my neck had I not pushed my arm up and tucked my chin into my chest. His kick aimed higher then he had wanted it to. My hand locked around his ankle, and I spun on my heel spinning him by his leg. I let go sending him flying to the ground.

Just like that, with that little contact, I closed my eyes and activated my power. I focused my attention on Cavendish's atomic structure as he sped up to me. My head complained at the sudden movements as I leaned back. I tore a spacing in his Achilles's heel.

"Gah!" He fell, unable to run nor walk anymore. I opened my eyes before my head could annoy me even more. He inspected his foot, realizing the tendon was torn, as if he had torn it himself. "What the hell?" He swore.

"Before you ask, I'm not responsible for that. Obviously, your body isn't trained enough, rookie." Actually I was fully responsible for that, my Devil Fruit demanded that physical contact be made with a moving object, so once I had touched his ankle he was screwed over.

I saw him lower his head, 'That's right, just blame your own incompetence.' I thought, smirking.

"Anyone else still wanting to fight a Yonko here?" I jeered. They shouted insults at me before throwing themselves into battle. Maybe, just maybe, I'll be able to get an ally here. The fighting had lasted a good 20 minutes, there had been no allies here. The way how they fought was unfamiliar, ungraceful, I couldn't stand it. At least Cavendish bothered to get the correct fighting forms down, even if he was clearly a beginner at it. I suspected not many pirates actually gave a damn about fighting stances when they got by long enough without knowing. I, for one, did not have that thought process and actually took effort to train and familiarize myself in the martial arts.

Sighing, I took off my blue vest, folded it under my arms and called out to the civilians. The knocked out pirates littered the ground around me as I walked towards a plaza.

"It is safe to come out! I would like to discuss the future of this Island!" I called out. "I will not harm you, I assure you!" Doors creaked open in the surrounding houses as people peeked out at the pirates, then looked at me nervously. I gestured with my hands, raising them in the universal surrender.

"You look so frightened." I commented casually as they wearily approached me at the Plaza. "I promise you, I mean you only protection. You know me, correct? I'm Jane C. Diasmond, the new Yonko."

The civilians shared looks with each other, "W-what payment will be required of us?" A girl barely older than me asked. Another woman, who seemed to be the mother tried to shush her.

"Only these two conditions." I showed them two fingers. "One, you will use the money I give you for the benefit of your own Island, including the hire of guards, two outposts for them to guard at, whatever remains you can use for improvements." They seemed confused at that.

"You mean, you'll give us the rights and money to protect ourselves?" A short man said.

"You won't protect us yourself?" A young teenager boy stared at me.

I pulled out a Den- Den mushi, "I'm getting to that." I muttered. "Who's the leader?"

Looking around, I saw a tall young man step forwards. "That would be me." A few nods from the civilians.

"Do all of you trust your leader? Has there ever been a time when he turned his back unto you, any of you. Any moment when you doubted him?" I questioned. "This task isn't for someone who doesn't care for their people."

Silence. "There was that time when he refused to help my sister get a job."

"Yeah, and that time during the fire at the school, and he refused to help because he was eating dinner. It was utter chaos."

"A fire?" I asked. I looked towards the man. "Jobless citizens?" I shook my head. "No, not you."

I looked back at the teenager girl who spoke to me despite her mother's protest. She demanded answers for the benefit of her people. She was scared yet she persisted. I smirked at her, gesturing her to come to me. She pointed at herself, before shakily walking up to me. The citizens quieted down.

"Do you love your people, friends, and family?"

She nodded, determined at me. My smirk turned into a wide smile.

"Good, I entrust this to you." I held out the Den- Den mushi to her. "Use it to call me if your guards can't hold back the threat, I'll be there within a heartbeat." She took it, holding it to her chest. "I hope you don't mind that I just made you the leader."

Her eyes widened comically. I took out 5 million bellis in front of the people, handing it to her.

"2 million for the outpost. 1 million for weapons. Use the rest for guards and your Island."

"You're leaving our Island to that Girl?!" The previous asked, bewildered.

"You're all bowing your heads to me, who happens to be younger than her. Why not her while you are all at it." I grinned, before grabbing some pirates that most likely had bounties on their heads. "Bye- Bye."