A/N: Hello to anyone who is about to read this story! Let me tell you a bit about this story. Basically, this is somewhat my theory about what happened to Sabo after his boat was shot by the World Noble until his first appearance in Dressrosa. I'm going to write this in a collection of eight stories in a one-shot format. I'm really excited about starting this story!

The first story is about what happened to Sabo after he was thought to be dead and when he was first introduced to the Revolutionary.

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ONE PIECE.

Never has he felt more free than that moment. But that moment went away before he could really taste it. The crackle of fire was still ringing in his ears reminding him of what happened a day ago when the Gray Terminal was swallowed by fire and when he was faced with an unknown figure with a cloak and what looks like red scars on the person's face, desperately telling the person how corrupt his home was. His body charred by the flames shot by a world noble floating in the water didn't make it any better. But still he was happy and he felt that it was a good time to say goodbye to the world. Especially to his two beloved sworn brothers. He wished they would have gotten the letter so they would know that he had no regrets setting out to sea before them to become a free-natured pirate and to wish them well.

Suddenly he felt his then vulnerable body lifted by someone. The feeling of fire lingering on his body left and in exchange, he was aware of a thick piece of fabric being wrapped around him and his feet touching what it feels like wood. But the constant swaying made him guess that he was on a small boat. He could sense that another person was on the boat. The one who pulled him out of the water, away from the wreckage consumed by fire. He attempted to see the person who saved him but his body didn't seem to obey his wishes even though he would much like to see the person. He wished it was one of his brothers or maybe even Dadan. He certainly wouldn't want to be saved by his father or his mother or even the Government for they could care even less about him.

But regardless of who it was, he was tired and decided to lay down on the rocking boat. He would much like a long long nap.

"You're late Dragon! I've been waiting for forever!" He heard a loud voice vaguely. But he can still make up the words and knew that the voice would've been even louder if he had heard it clearly. At that time, he was being carried. The lack of wood on his back where he were sleeping before and the lack of water rocking the small boat made him realize that. But he can hear the faint step on wood from the person carrying him and he can hear constant wave crashing. He was either on a house made of wood near the ocean, or he was being carried on a ship.

"My bad." He could hear the person carrying him answering the loud voice. He couldn't help but feel like he had heard the voice before.

"What's that?" The loud voice asked. He didn't know what the loud voice was referring to. But another voice expressed a concern for the thing the loud voice was referring to and also another voice saying "Get him treated, now!" made him think that it was probably him.

He was right as he was being carried away by another person to another place. His body only had the energy to hear the short conversation on what it felt like the ships's deck. Afther he felt he was being set down on something more comfortable than wood, he gave up trying to wake again, letting sleep consume him once more.

"The poor boy was lucky enough to be alive." He heard the loud voice once more. This time he felt lighter. The pain that struck him was lifted away. "What was he thinking? Standing in the way of a World Noble?"

"But you know, you can't help thinking it was pretty brave." Another voice responded to the louder one. The voice wasn't one that he's familiar with so he guessed it's a new person. Neither the one who carried him days ago nor the one with the loud voice. This other voice was calm and collected.

"Brave? It was stupid! He was on a boat knowing the ship is on the way to the dock!" The loud voice replied the calm voice. Now that his energy is pretty much back, he can hear the loud voice clearly shouting. But that voice also expressed relief that the boy sleeping right now despite being all bandaged up after being damaged with fire was doing okay.

He tried blinking once. It was a little bit heavy on the left side but he managed. Then he blinked twice. And he was met with an unbelieveable sight. Standing in front of the bed he's currently at was a man with a white hair on the right side and orange on the other wearing a blue and orange glasses and a jacket that mimics the color of the man's hair. His hand was holding a glass of wine and his face had a scar that looks like a lightning bolt on the top of his head and goes over his right eye.

But that wasn't the most bizzare thing he had found after he woke up. Standing next to man was another man (or a woman?) with a blue-purple afro and long eyelashes. He had a chin that looks like an arrowhead and a jolly roger tattoo below his chest. The heavy make-up and the woman's garment that he was wearing was not even the thing that is the most eccentric about the man. The fact that his face was incredibly huge which made his heavy make-up pops was the thing that scared the boy the most.

He screamed so loud he thought he could wake the whole ship only to find that his voice was mostly gone at the moment from the lack of use. He could barely speak but he shouted as loud as he could at the top of his lungs and pointed at the man with the big face. "WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU?!"

Both men turned to face the bed and the boy who was screaming for his life even though only a tiny bit of his voice came out of his mouth. "Good morning to you too, boy." The big faced-man replied to the boy's shouting, but not answering the question.

"WHY DO YOU HAVE SUCH A BIG FACE?! ARE YOU EVEN HUMAN?!" If his father heard the words that are coming out of his mouth, his father would probably lock him in his room like he did the last time. Those words aren't exactly what nobles would say.

"Yes, I am human, boy." The big-faced man said, finally answering the boy's question. "But now it's my turn to ask the questions. Okay, what's your name, boy?"

"Why should I tell you my name?" The boy asked back roughly. He didn't know he could fully trust these people. Maybe even though they probably saved his life, the only saved him so that they could take the treasures that he and his brothers collected. He didn't know for sure. "Tell me yours first."

"I am the Okama Queen, Emporio Ivankov or Iva for short." The big-faced man's eye fluttered in a wink. The boy was horrified and decided he would never want to see the Iva do that again. "And this is my dear friend, Inazuma." Iva gestured to the man dressed in white and orange. "Now your name, boy. We need to make sure your brain still works."

"Sabo." He said steadily. "My name is Sabo."

"And where are you from?" Iva asked again.

"East Blue, Dawn Island, the Gray Terminal."

"I'm afraid the last one is not right."

"What? It's true! How would you even know if that is right or wrong?" It's true that he's not originally from the Gray Terminal, but most of his actual life consist on the Gray Terminal and with his brothers. He refuses to say he's from the High Town of Goa Kingdom because what had he achieved from being in that town? Nothing. Because he couldn't please his parents and he always longed for an adventure out on the real world. Not a life of being cooped up on some fancy house with fancy clothes and a set future with a fancy girl. He never wanted any of that.

"About that. I think you should talk to our leader." Iva turned to walk towards the exit on the left side of the room and Inazuma followed suit.

That was one of the most bizzare thing ever happened to Sabo. He looked around to his surrounding. He guessed he's probably in some kind of infirmary, seeing medicinal stuffs and instruments lined up at a table on the right side of his bed. The left side however has a red sofa. Probably used when someone decides to accompany the one patient on the bed or maybe the doctor when he wanted a rest. Besides the sofa, hanging on the wall stood a mirror, tall enough to see an adult's body reflection. The bed he's resting at was not the most comfy but he thought it was the most comfy he had ever laid on. Not counting the one on his noble house because he decided to not relive the moments he had on that house.

The door to the room opened slowly and another man walked in. Maybe this one is the leader. The first thing everyone would see whenever they saw this man was probably the red tattoo on the left side of his face, a part of it was over his eyes. His hair was black and slicked back and he was sporting a dark green cloak and a reassuring smile on his face. On his gloved hands he could see the man was holding up two items.

"I believe these belong to you?" The man handed over those two items. It was Sabo's black and blue top hat and the other one is a long steel pipe that was in his possession after leaving Goa Kingdom. It was probably a miracle those two items survived the fire. Sabo thought he would never see them again. Silently he took the hat and the pipe on his hand. For a while it felt so right.

"Thank you, Ossan." He expressed his gratitude for saving the two. For years he lived in a noble home he was probably the only one capable of having a tad bit of mannerism between him and his brothers. His brothers always lived in Mt. Colubo, living around bandits who steal for a living and doesn't really have a good attitude, so they probably have no idea how to express themselves in the right way. One thing he was grateful for being born a noble was probably having manners to be used in some time so that he doesn't sound so much as an ungrateful brat after being saved by someone else.

"Your name is Sabo right?" The man asked. Sabo just nodded quietly as the man walked to the red sofa and sat down. "My name is Dragon. You've met me already in Goa when the fire happened. Do you remember that?"

His mind instantly went to the night of the fire. At that time, the fire on the Gray Terminal was so big, it lightened up the night sky. He could feel the heat radiating from the flames even when he was still in High Town. And the heat kept getting worse when he ran down from High Town to the Edge Town, only to be stopped by the guards that pushed him back further inside the town. He remembered the man he was talking to moments after being dragged away by the guards. He had red scars or if the man sitting in the sofa right now is the same man he saw at the night of the fire, red tattoos. And then he realized that the man's voice matched the one he heard on the ship's deck and also the one he heard when the Gray Terminal was being burned down to ashes.

"Did you save me, Ossan?" Sabo asked. He was pretty sure the man who calls himself Dragon did. Hearing this, Dragon nodded at Sabo. He was right. "Why?"

"I was there. The day the World Noble arrived."

"Most people from Goa was there. You haven't answered it yet."

"I was moved by what you said at the night of the fire. You pointed out the truth about the fire. You voiced what was right even though you're a born Noble. I could see the light of revolution burning inside you wanting to stop what was happening on the kingdom." He does. He doesn't want people suffering like that anymore. What has the people living in the Gray Terminal done wrong? They didn't do anything yet the royalty and the Nobles burnt the Gray Terminal with the whole resident along.

"Its just the truth." Sabo stated.

"And also I'm not heartless as to leave a boy who is barely old enough, trying to sail the seas just to be shot by those Celestial Dragons." The memory of that day came back. He was just reaching for freedom, but the World Noble who felt like he was on the way of the ship, even though he already steered away from it, shot fire to his small boat. He tried to get rid of the flames only to be met by more. It was horrible.

"Thanks, Dragon-san."

Wanting to move around for a while, he put down his pipe and rested his hat atop his head. Then he stood up from the bed and walked away from it. As he passed the mirror, he stared at his reflection. His body was mostly okay. His teeth still have one empty spot and his curly blown hair is still intact. The only thing different was that his face now bears a scar that runs over his left eye. "What happened to my eye?"

"I would guess it was from the fire." Dragon said standing up from the sofa. "Your body is mostly healed after sleeping for 10 days, but that scar won't go away." Right now Dragon was standing behind him, looking at the same mirror.

Suddenly, he was reminded of his brothers back who were still in the Gray Terminal at the night of the fire. He knew that they would be alright but it wouldn't hurt seeing them again right? They're probably back at Mt. Colubo eating crocodile meat that they managed to get at the river.

"Will you send me back?" He asked. He was going out to sea, but he missed his brothers. He guessed it was too soon for him to go away. He wanted to spend more time with his brothers. But what if they got the news that his boat was shot by a Celestial Dragon? Did they think he died? "I need to see my brothers. They need to know I'm not dead."

"I'm sorry, but I can't do it, Sabo-kun." Sabo turned his head to the man behind him.

"Why?" He was clearly disappointed by the man's answer. "I want to see them! I need to see Ace and Luffy!"

Hearing those words, Dragon backed up a little. The man looked shocked by his sudden outburst. But the next thing he asked was something that he had never imagined. "Luffy? You know Luffy?"

Slowly, Sabo nodded. "Yeah. What about him?" Out of curiosity he asked that question to Dragon. What does he have to do with Luffy? He didn't think Luffy ever mentioned a guy with a red tattoo on his face. All Luffy ever talks about was Shanks and his crew. But then again it was Luffy.

"How old is he?" He was taken aback by that question. Dragon was a stranger to him yet he wanted to know about one of his brother's age? What was going on?

"Seven, I guess." He scratched the back of his head. "Why are you asking me this stuff?"

"My son's name is Luffy. I left him with my father when he was born." Now it's Sabo's turn to be shocked. This could be Luffy's father? They were nothing alike. Dragon's face is calm and serious. While Luffy's spells trouble, however always full of determination. Nevertheless, what Dragon was saying matches the fact that Luffy was living with his grandfather, a marine named Garp before being left with Dadan at Mt. Colubo. Sabo also knew Luffy's grandfather. He had trained with the old man for a while along with Ace and Luffy. The fact that the man standing in front of him is Garp's son and Luffy's father was still hard to grasp.

"You're Luffy's father? I never knew he had one."

"I had to leave him with my father because I didn't want him to be troubled by me. I'm living a dangerous life and I would like it if he's not involved with it from such a young age."

Hearing that made Sabo say, "I don't know anything about you. What dangerous life are you talking about? Are you a pirate? Are we in a pirate ship?" He was pretty excited because for a long time he had been wanting to be one. To roam the seas and to be free. But Dragon shook his head.

"I am neither a pirate nor a marine like my father." Dragon walked towards the door and motioned for Sabo to follow. "Your legs are fine right? Lets take a walk." His legs were alright but his left eye was still a bit sore and throbbing. So Sabo just nodded and followed Dragon outside.

"What are you guys if you're not a pirate or a marine?" Sabo asked while they were walking. It was already night time. The stars were bright and the moon shone brightly with them while the waves were calmly and steadily crashing the ship. It was probably pretty late, because no one can be seen on deck. There was only his and Dragon's footstep at that time.

"I am someone who wants to change the world." Dragon said, staring out at the sea. "I want everyone to see the corruption of the government. I am a Revolutionary."

That was new for Sabo. He had never heard of such thing. He tilted his head and asked, "What's a Revolutionary?"

"I just told you." This time Dragon looked at Sabo. Sabo crossed his arms and tapped his foot, thinking.

"Hmmm... Someone who wants to change the world?" Dragon nodded hearing those words. "I would love to do that too. I'm sick and tired of how the Nobles treated other people that they think are inferior to them. Especially those World Nobles."

"That's what I wanted to hear from you."

"Eh?" What was that supposed to mean?

"I've been meaning to ask you to join me. To change the world by my side. I know I can trust you, boy. You even swore to be my son's brother. I don't even know now how much I would want you to be part of my army." Dragon got down on his knees so now he was the same height as Sabo. "I want the world to be free. Join me boy and change the world to be a better place. Make freedom ours."

Sabo thought about it for a moment. This was new. He never heard of Revolutionaries. He always wanted to be a pirate because they were free. But being a Revolutionary seems like freeing not just himself but others as well. From the corruption of the government and the darkness of the Nobles and the Royalty. He wanted to be free and wanted people to share that freedom with him.

"Okay." He simply said. Dragon put up a smile after Sabo said that.

"About going back to Dawn Island." Sabo perked up when Dragon said that. "We can't because we're already far out of reach. We're actually almost to our headquarters in the Grand Line. I'm sorry you can't see your brothers for a while."

Sabo was sadden by those words. But he remembered the letter. He already said goodbye to them and he hoped they would get the should already know he was out sailing for freedom right now. "It's okay. I guess it's fine. I already sent them a letter anyway. I just didn't want them worrying too much." He said finally.

He was looking forward to being a Revolutionary. And with that Sabo made a silent promise to his brothers to hear about their stories as they sail to the seas.

A/N: What do you think? Please leave a REVIEW so I can improve the story!

By the waaaay, the next story is about the time he met Koala! So look forward to that!