The Story Of The Velvet Pirates.
Authors notes: This story inset during the time of Luffy. When my character begins his adventure is 3 weeks after Monkey D Luffy begins his. Please read and review. StarBlitz.
The East Blue. The Island Of Clavaria. 15 miles south-east from Lougetown. The island of Calvaria is a small lush green paradise. Its natural features have become made it become a tourist resort. The Residents of the island all somehow either working in the tourist industry, or the port which greets the many "Pleasure Cruises". Many of the islands old resident have blamed the constant influx of people of making the island lose its heart and charm. They blame them of selling out as it were. The internal emptiness inside an external faux happiness has infused the islanders with an underling melancholy. Many of the islands youths are wishing to get out of this drearily happy existence and Will is of no exception.
Will has lived on the island all his life. He has had a normal existence working in his parents bar and going to school. On the outside his features were nothing special and his hair of a rather basic cut. But inside there was a burning passion. A unrelenting force of wanting to see the world and be part of it. So much so he knew what he wanted to do when he turned 17 in 1 day. He was going to leave Calavaria. He was going to set sail out into the world, gather a crew and hunt the greatest treasure of them all. One Piece. The entity that all the world weary sailors talk of.
Will was going to his masters house. Will on his efforts to become a pirate knew he would need to fight So he took up swordsmanship. HE was now very proficient with a sabre. His Master was a man of great power. He had once been the Weapon smith of the Crew Of Gold Roger. He managed to steal the sword of Gold Roger just before he was executed in Lougetown and where he retired to Calavaria to open a school.
The Calvaria School Of Swordsmanship was large wood hall. Like if the hall of a castle had been taken out and dumped somewhere. There was a porch, a training room in it and a duelling circle outside. Wills Master was on the porch on his favourite chair
"Master!" Exclaimed Will just before going into a deep bow.
"ah yes Will." replied his master.
The Master was a tall man with greying hair tied back in a ponytail. He was tanned by the time he spent in the glittering sunshine. He wore Knee high black boots with trousers to match. His shirt was the kind where the sleeves were like parachutes. On his hip stood a rapier of such quality. He called "The Devils Sting" as this was the name of it bestowed by The Pirate King. He looked like a musketeer. Next to his chair was a case. Of which the proportions were that of a case to hold a sword.
The master noticed Wills eyes look at the Case.
"Ah so you noticed it, rather quickly may I add."
"Im sorry master." said Wills voice with shame, even though he didn't know why he was shameful.
"It is fine. I think this shows me that it was meant to be."
Master placed the case in his hands and let out a brief but noticeable sigh.
"This Will is for you on you're travels"
Will opened the case. Only to find a Sabre, with a brass hilt in a sheath of wood covered by blue velvet. Will recognised the sword immediately. It was Blue Velvet. The Sword Of Gold Roger.