Authors Notes: In this chapter Marco meets an interesting person in this chapter, who you should recognise.
"Hey brat clean that muck up now!"
"Yes sir!"
"Yaaaaay, hey some more sake"
"Ye-yes sir"
"Aahhahahaha he called me sir"
The frail boy stumbled down to the sake cellar; the smell of alcohol nearly knocked him out, he took a bottle of South Blue delicacy and poured it up in a jug, the thought of knocking it over in front of the pirates was frightening they would skewer him alive.
He walked up the stairs with a jug of foaming sake ready to tip over.
"Here it is sir"
"Ahh cheers brat"
The man licked the foam on top of the sake, he savoured the sweet taste, and then without warning he grabbed the boy's collar and looked him in the eye.
"Brat what's your name?"
"Marco"
"What I didn't hear that?"
"Marco" he replied.
"He's called Marco ahahahahahahaha!"
The man's crew laughed with him, they all laughed, Marco didn't even know what they found so funny.
"And you sir?"
The whole pub went quiet; everyone looked at him with disbelief.
"You know who I am stop being funny with me"
"I don't sir"
The man grabbed Marco by the throat and pulled his hair back while breathing onto his face. His breath stank of sake and rotten pies. His skin was dirty and he looked like he hadn't had a wash in a long time.
"I'm Orlumbo the great; I have conquered many islands here in South blue.
"What's your bounty?"
"10 Million Berries, why do you wanna know?"
"I was just wondering sir, h-have you ever been to the Grand Line?"
"Yeah I have It was a piece of cake I have conquered many Islands on the Grand Line, no of course not you brat you're even dumber than you look if I went to the Grand Line do you think me and my crew would be here, we'd be out there taking gold ahahahahahahaha"
The man's laughing only made Marco feel worse, he could feel tears streaming down his face. They all continued laughing Marco ran into the sake cellar, slammed the door shut he grabbed a bottle of sake and threw the lid off but before he could precede a hand grabbed the bottle.
"That won't help kid"
"Wh-who are you?"
"I'm here to help you kid, I'm the dragon that will burn off your chains and set you free.
"The dragon?"
Marco stared at the man, he fell to his knees and wept, he didn't know how this man would help him but he appreciated someone looking out for him"
"What's your dream?"
"My dream, I don't have one"
"Yes you do I can see It in your eyes"
"I want to explore the entire world and find out its history"
"That's an Interesting dream?"
"Do you believe you can achieve It?"
"No sir"
"Please don't call me sir, and of course you can you need to believe okay will you try and do that"
"Yes"
"Hey brat get back to cleaning"
"Don't worry Marco, I'll handle him"
The door opened revealing the owner of the pub, he was a round man with a stubble, he wore an apron suggesting he was a cook. Before he could say a word he was knocked out by some mysterious force. Marco gasped.
"How did you do that?"
"That doesn't matter, listen kid If you want to achieve your dreams then become a pirate. That way you'll become famous and you'll be known for being a great explorer but it won't be easy just keep believing"
The man known as dragon walked up the steps and left. Marco followed him out. Dragon seemed to know where the back door was he motioned for Marco to come too.
"I can't go even if I wanted to, this is where I get shelter and food"
"You're free now come on"
Marco did as he asked and went out by the back door he could see the farms to the east, but he was ashamed to go out he looked like a mess.
"Take this and eat it I know it can help you, take it as a gift to remember your freedom"
Marco's eyes gleamed upon seeing the fruit he'd ate stale bread for months, he took the fruit and bit into it it was certainly juicy but revolting too. He ate the fruit nevertheless.
"Well kid It was nice meeting you"
The man left in a breeze, Marco was so grateful. He found a stash of money on the floor without second thought he took the stash and headed to a shop.
Marco searched around the shop he found a blue shirt that he liked and dark pants. A silver earing caught his eye he had no idea how much these things cost . He went to purchase his items. Upon seeing him the shop keeper gasped.
"You need food, look at you your malnourished young man how old are you?"
"17 sir"
"You can have those for free"
"Really thanks sir how can I repay you?"
"I don't want you to repay me, now come to the back for some food, Mary get your pies out I've got some kid that needs a whole lot of food"
Marco was brought into one of the back rooms a woman came in and upon seeing him she placed a meat pie in front of him Marco tucked in.
"We took in another kid like you, same age too he's called Thatch, hey Thatch come down here"
A boy the same age as Marco walked in, he had a chiselled face that would have all the girls running after him, his hair was in a pompadour style.
"You two should get to know each other"
They were left alone. Thatch sat down opposite Marco.
"What's your name?"
"Marco"
"It's nice meeting you Marco"
"It's nice meeting you too, do you have any dreams?"
"Yeah my dreams are to find a father and explore the world what about you?"
"I have similar dreams I want to find a father too and explore the history of the world"
Thatch held out a hand to Marco, surprising him.
"Let's become brothers and find a father what do you say?"
"Sure brother"
The boys shook each other's hands and from that day they were brothers.
Authors Notes: I hope you liked this chapter, I enjoyed writing this, and can anyone guess the mysterious force was that the revolutionary used? and can anyone guess who the revolutionary Is?