Rebirth
Authors Note First off I'm sorry if Lucci seems a bit off since it's my first time writing him. The premise of-this story is what if Cipher Pol 9 entered the New World around the same time as the Straw Hat Pirates and Luffy decided to go to one of the other two islands when the crew were leaving Fishman Island and not Punk Hazard. On a side note future chapters will be longer as this chapter is really just setting the scene.
Rain poured down from the heavens as Rob Lucci filled in the last unmarked grave. The ex-assassin threw down the rusty shoved that had done the dirty deed and took of his top hat as a sign of respect.
The simple act caused some of the stitches on his chest to open and red splotches appeared on his once-white, soaked and unkempt shirt. He let out a sigh and placed the tattered top hat back on his head. Lucci couldn't really describe the heavy feeling in his chest, he could only guess it was something akin to sorrow and grief. It was a new experience for him.
The rain lessened from a downpour to a drizzle before stopping altogether. It wasn't long before the elements tormented him again, this time taking the form of wind. The stench of rotting flesh assaulted the man's sense of smell and made him wobble, that along with his high fever.
Lucci's perch on the cliff gave him a great view of the grassy field...and the mounds of bodies, he had organised them into piles when he had searched for his fellow former- CP9 member's bodies.
Fleet Admiral Sakazuki had wasted no time in tracking them down after they had killed Spandam about six months ago and their luck had finally run out at this small,uninhabited island at the beginning of the New World.
Lucci couldn't remember how many Buster Call's had been issued as they fought, but by the end of it the marines had suffered a huge loss and Lucci had been left the only survivor...that had been days ago.
Kaku...Jyabura...Blueno...Kumadori...Fukuro...Kalifa...all dead.
In the beginning he had hoped that Hattori may have survived,since he had not found the white pigeon's body, but over the last few days he had come to the conclusion that he would never find his old friend's body and that Hattori had probably been hit by a cannonball.
Lucci moved back over to the unmarked grave,he sat down Indian-style and just looked out over the ocean. He truly had no idea what he was going to do, all the ships had been destroyed in the intense battle. He didn't want to die on the island but it seemed that he had no say in the matter.
He had stitched up his own wounds and they were poorly made and always opening, his fever got worse every day and he was severely dehydrated and starving. He could not find any animals on the island and all the water sources were contaminated with blood.
Lucci's blood froze in his veins when the outline of a ship appeared on the horizon. In his current state there was no way he could win against New World marines or pirates. He could do nothing but watch as the pirate ship(he could now make out the fuzzy outline of a skull and crossbones) appraoched.
He might be able to bluff the enemies once they landed and they saw the mounds of stacked bodies but it was unlikely. Soon the ship's figurehead became visible and he could only blink in shock...it seemed to be a sunflower?
Lucci saw people standing on the desk, small specks the size of ants because of the distance but growing bigger every second. That was when the item of clothing that sat upon the skull and crossbones emblazoned on the flag became visible and Lucci paled. Of all the luck.
The rational side of his mind told him that he was just hallucinating from the fever because the odds of running into them was minuscule and Lucci was happy to believe that, it was all an illusion and nothing could make him change his mind!
He was brought out of his inner tirade when Monkey D. Luffy Gum Gum Rocketed into his chest screaming at the top of his lungs, "LAAAAND HO!"