Note: This is my first fanfic, it takes place so long after the current one piece story that characters in it aren't even relevant anymore and most likely won't be mentioned. Also I have a tendency of making extremely overpowered characters and then revealing later on that they're bugs compared to other characters.

The Goddess of Death

A small child stood in the aftermath of a pirate raid. She was huddled in the middle of the town, long flowing black hair with a ripped white dress covered in soot and dirt. On the horizon a massive ship blocked out the sunrise. She turned to the sudden over-looming shadow with fear in her eyes. On the ship a flag flapped though the wind—a black flag like the one that had been burned into her mind during the raid. Her entire body froze as 5 people jumped off the ship. In the front stood a man with hair like hers; long, shaggy, unkempt and black. But it seemed almost darker then hers. He wore a long, black jacket a with gold trim, which she suspected used to be a nice coat before coming into his care—now it was ripped and torn, under it a cloth-like shirt with what seemed to be leather pants and shoes. Next to him, a woman exactly the opposite stood. Her hair was short, barely going past her shoulder, and was white as snow. But more was to her; her eyes were red and cold, as if her soul had been sucked out of her. She had a shirt on that clung to her skin, emphasizing her breasts, along with leather pants and boots like the man on her right, although her boots were long and went up much of her legs, and her leather pants were cut into shorts.

On her left was a taller, more muscular man with scars all over his body. On his back was a large anchor. He wore no shirt, just a leather belt to put the anchor on, pants of a cloth material and were very baggy, and shoes that looked like combat boots that marines wore. On the right of the first man was a more slim man who wore what the girl knew as a doctor's coat. His hair was grey and he had oval glasses that seemed to be frozen to his nose with no other supports. Even though he gave off the appearance of a doctor, the girl noticed a seemingly endless supply of guns all around his body. He wore a silk shirt under the coat that seemed to be unlike the other men's clothes—maintained. His pants were like the scarred man, but less baggy, and his shoes seemed fancier. On the right of the man in the doctor's coat, a girl stood, she was most likely about 2 years older than the girl watching the scary figures, but she was different than the others.

Her hair was long and white like the woman, but her eyes were golden and had a sense of wildness too them. She had a frown on her face that showed her teeth—they were sharp like an animal's. She wore a sleeveless jacket that looked as if the sleeves had been cut off with a knife. Her shirt was cut and torn, barely covering her, and her shorts were considerably shorter than the woman's. She wore combat boots like the scarred man and had no weapons like the black haired man in the middle and the woman next to him. Without even looking the pair headed towards the middle of the town where the girl watching was sitting. They approached her and the woman went ahead of them, holding up her hand. As soon as she did the men + one girl froze. The girl suspected that they were very afraid of her and she was their leader.

The woman hunched down next to the girl with a smile on her face; even though her eyes were dead, this smile felt warm—real. It comforted the girl slightly. The woman spoke up softly, "What's your name little one?" she said with no answer from the small girl. "Do you know your name?" she asked. Suddenly it dawned on the little girl and her face turned sour with fear. She had never had a name; no one ever addressed her and if they did it was with the words 'thief' and 'child' or as the woman had called her 'little one'. The nameless girl shook her head slowly, a tear falling down her face. "Do you have any parents?" The girl shook her head again more tears flowing down her face. "Well that won't do!" The woman spoke up slightly energetic, before speaking again. "How would you like us to be your parents?" she said, pointing over to the man who was in the once fancy now torn black jacket.

The man almost protested, it seemed only to be silenced by a gesture of the woman. The girl thought about it long and hard; these people were nothing like the ones who came before bearing that horrible flag. The only thing the flag of these people shared was the blackness of the cloth. The symbols within that blackness were very different. After a few minutes she shook her head yes forcing a smile. The woman returned her smile, giving her a light hug. She then turned to the man in the coat. "Now we need to do something about your namelessness," she said as if she had an idea. She looked around until she found one of the pirates who had raided the island. He was dead now, but she still picked him up. It seemed as if she was picking up a pillow to the small girl.

The woman dropped down the dead pirate in front of the man in the doctor's coat. He spoke up, his voice rough and old, but not a frail old, a legendary old; his voice sounded like it came from some great beast. "What do you want to know?" he asked, and the woman dawned a wicked grin as she brought 2 more to him. "Tell me their god," she said simply. She had an idea who did this, more of a cult then a pirate group. If she was right, they all worshiped the same god. The man touched the bodies and then looked like he was looking over something no one else saw. Shortly after, he spoke up, "Hecate, The goddess of death" he said simply. The woman went over to the little girl and smiled, patting her head. "Hear that? Your name is Hecate now." The girl liked the sound of the name. She smiled and spoke up, "Hecate."

***When he asks "What do you want to know" and then finds out their shared religion it's thanks to his devil fruit which details will be explained in a later chapter.

***I know that Hecate isn't exactly the goddess of death and it's more complicated than that but I prefer it to simply be Goddess of Death for this.

***Please tell me how you think I'm doing and anything I need to work on (Go easy on me~ This is my first fanfic qq)

***Thank you to Elementninja111 for fixing any errors he could find while proofreading