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The trees were swaying gently in the calm, twilight sky. Not a trace of sunlight could pass through the thickened leaves from the trees of the forest. The trees seemed to cover the whole island, which made a snug home for its wild inhabitants. In the heart of the island there stood one tree three times bigger than the rest. There lay a sleeping girl covered in leaves.
Rain yawned, as she awoke from her nap. 'Hm. Weird weather,' she thought, as she leapt to the highest point of the tree. She eyed her surroundings, like a hawk catching its prey. After a few seconds, she blinked, trying to take in the giant mass bobbing up and down; it somewhat resembled a fish with two antennas. "Well." she grinned. "There's my dinner."
"Captain! We've landed!" Bepo cheered happily, amazed they had still survived the fleet of marine battleships with their ship intact. Trafalgar Law stepped out of his quarters, surrounded with a ferocious aura. Although his face seemed passive and unreadable, his crew could tell that Law was definitely in a bad mood. They twitched as Law displayed one of his rare glares, and suddenly remembered their unpleasant week.
"BOOM!" Several shots of cannons and gun fires shot suddenly, terrifying the crew "I knew surfacing was a bad idea!" screamed Penguin. The crew was running haphazardly across the deck, hands over their ears. The only sane member was the navigator, trying to steer the submarine away from further damage.
Law awoke to the deafening sound of triggered cannonballs and bullets. His crew was in trouble. He knew he didn't have time to dress properly, and clumsily grabbed his hat and nodachi. The baffled look of his crew was priceless, when he ran out carrying his nodachi, and wearing a pair of boxers, that matched with a spotted hat that covered his wild, messy hair. Ignoring the suppressed laughs of his crew, he ordered them to take their positions, commanding them in a controlled manner. "Shachi! Take the injured below deck." Quickly turning to Bepo, he yelled, "Damage control!" Bepo nodded, flinging himself in front of the nearest battleship. As he was knocking out the nearest cannons, Law quickly assessed the situation. "Room." he muttered at a group of soaked marines trying to board the ship. A giant translucent sphere formed around the submarine. "Shambles," Suddenly a bunch of body parts were hovering inside. After clumping the parts together, it had formed a giant ball of marines. Bepo had just returned to the submarine, and instinctively kicked the ball, hurling it straight towards the fleet of marines. Law smirked. The scene sort of reminded him of bowling or maybe dominos. Just when he thought it was safe, a cry came from the crow's nest. "Captain! We have to submerge!" Penguin hollered pointing to the opposite direction. Another fleet of battleships were approaching from the distance. "No Penguin." Law shouted stubbornly. "We'll fight."
Law was in a terrible mood. Not because he didn't get enough sleep this past week. And, nor was it because his brand new submarine had already been severely damaged from two fleets of marines. Even though Law had originally planned to sail straight to Sabaody Archipelago, he did not mind the slight detour. He was angered because the damn marines thought he was a freaking streaker when he fought them with boxers. His crew, nor his rivals, would ever let him live this down when he read the headlines to the weekly Mizu Mizu Paper, 'Rookie Streaker Sinks Poses Great Threat.' Underneath, showed a picture of him using his devil fruit powers in his hat and boxers. "Damn idiots." he muttered. "Wasn't even completely nude." Trying to dismiss the past week's events from his mind, he pondered on the shortage of supplies. While the trip to Sabaody would take a few weeks' journey, they only had enough supplies to last about one week. "Alright," he spoke monotonously. "Everyone, I will explore and possibly gather supplies. Bepo is in charge. Guard the ship in shifts if you're all tired."
Law knew this decision was rash, but he needed peace and quiet. What better way to relax than resting on a tree watching the sun set? He had spotted the perfect spot for it, too. A tree almost three times bigger than the rest gave him a perfect view of the island and the ocean.
Rain leapt from tree to tree ecstatic. 'There is going to be a big feast tonight.' she laughed gleefully. She started to see the object clearer and clearer as she approached closer and closer.
"That's a weird fish!" she exclaimed, a few feet away from the ship. Rain was very perplexed. Being born in the forest, without any human contact for ages and the only comfort of animals, she didn't know what this strange mechanism was. She poked it with a nearby stick found by the shoreline. "What kind of fish is this?" she sulked. Suddenly, the mechanism rumbled. She had heard voices of humans, and instinctively hid behind a nearby tree on the outskirts of the forest.
Penguin and Shachi laughed in delight as they imagined Sabaody. They were so close to their destination, they couldn't contain their excitement. "Women, bars, parties!" Shachi chanted. "Women, bars, parties!" Penguin chimed in, as they danced clumsily arm in arm in circles, clearly drunk.
Rain stared in awe at the two strange men dancing. She giggled quietly, while she dismissed herself from the scene. As she headed back to her tree, she decided to kill a crocodile for dinner since the weird fish seemed to belong to those men. Rain knew that it was wrong to steal from people.
'Every freaking tree looks the same,' he thought with disgust. Law had circled around the same area three times, and by the time he was about to give up hope, he miraculously stumbled upon giant root sticking out. Thinking it belonged to the root of the giant tree, he carefully followed it. It was breathtaking and beautiful once he spotted the enormous tree. When he had climbed halfway to the top, the sunlight started penetrating the thick leaves of the trees. He found a perfect spot with a perfect view of the sunset. The leaves that hovered above protected him from the sunlight. Slowly, he dozed off into sleep.
Rain had surprisingly found it hard to catch the crocodile. It seemed like it was hiding from her. 'Strange. Why is it so quiet tonight?' She dismissed the idea as she was hopping up the tree. As she stealthily neared her special spot, she noticed a figure sleeping soundly. The sun was almost dying down, but she could make out the contours of the figure. She realized it was a man and curiously gazed at him. He wore weird clothing, that was foreign to her. He wore a black and yellow hoodie, with blue jeans covered with what seemed to be leopard spots. What interested her the most was his hat and that weird stick that rested behind him. She figured it wouldn't hurt to touch the hat. 'Hehe. It's soft.' She started stroking it with more confidence.
Law was sleeping soundly until he felt and itch that brought him back to his consciousness. Slowly he opened his eyes to see a smiling girl patting his hat.
"Eeek!" screamed Rain, shocked when the man suddenly woke up. "I-I-I'm sorry! B-but your hat...so furry!" The man stared at her perplexed, and silent. Rain got scared. 'Maybe he doesn't understand me.' She clumsily started using sign language she had learned to talk to animals.
Law stared at the girl in amusement. He could understand her, but had not chosen to speak 'Strange. There are actually people living here.' Her attire was very interesting, too. She had long, wild black hair and golden eyes that seemed to glow in the darkness. Her skin was tanned, but not so much as his. A leopard spotted cloth draped across her shoulders matching perfectly with her eyes. On her waist line, hung a dyed black skirt made of plant fibers. He noticed the girl was completely frightened. 'How cute.' he chuckled out loud. "Hello miss."
Rain stopped doing hand motions. It seemed the man understood her, and relaxed a little after realizing he wasn't mad at her. "Hi mister." she said shyly. She never quite understood the language. It seemed like foreigners talked very politely. "I'm Rain." "Law." he responded nonchalantly. "Trafalgar Law."