AN: So here is the first chapter of the new story that I'm writing. Like I said, the story is completely new and different. I will have more at the end. Also I apologize for any grammar mistakes and before anyone says anything, sorry for any OOC behavior, but it adds to the story.
Chapter 1
"Oh shit! Well that's good then!" A tanned dreadlocked man exclaimed.
"I guess you could look at that as a good thing, but nothing's official yet." an intellectual voice on a Den Den Mushi machine spoke.
"I know, I know but I mean it's the Torré Awards... you know what this'll do for me if I hosted it? Some positivity would be good."
A snicker could be heard on the other line, "I suppose so Ferdinand. So anyway..." the voice trailed, "How's Sabaody?"
Ferdinand ran his hands through his solid and brown locks that barely grazes his shoulder, "It's not that bad, I just finished a show at the tourist part of town. Great turnout. Packed Crowd." He casually answered in the club's garish blue lounge room.
"Oh really?" The man mustered intrigued.
"Yeah, and apparently it's getting pretty uh... busy?" Ferdinand though out, not sure of what word to use. "There's apparently a large gathering of powerful pirates and believe it or not... the Celestrial Dragons." He said with a fake and pompous voice.
There was a long wait until he heard anything from the other line.
"Are you serious?" the other voice finally spoke.
"Yeah, I'm gonna try and stay away from them. Don't want to cause any diplomatic issues."
"Yeah please don't. The last thing you'd want to be is the person who turns Yisdrill into the World Noble's number one enemy."
"I think we're there number one enemy with them already." He joked.
"That's... kind of true I guess, but that's why Yisdrill is beginning to open up more with the world and why all the leaders of the islands you visit try to speak to you to get in good graces with us. You know you're kind of like Yisdrill's ambassador."
"Yeah I know. It's not really something I signed up for though."
"Well, you're a Yisdrillian that goes outside the island for shows. What'd you expect? Everyone that leaves has to go through that."
The comedian sighed. There was no lie in that.
"Not to mention the 'D Blood' thing you and your father has." He added.
"Yeah, but our line aren't involved with any of their weird drama. We're a very successful family." Ferdinand reciprocated.
"Couldn't be farther from the truth. You with your peaking career in entertainment and your dad being one of the best lawyers in the world it's hard to imagine you two sharing the same blood as those weirdos."
Ferdinand chuckled, nothing else needed to be said about the current topic.
Silence then filled the room, "So anyway is there anything else I should know about the meeting you had in Dressrosa. You know that this award show will solidify me right?"
An annoyed grunt could be heard over the line, "I know this will. You're practically the most talked about comedian as of right now-"
"Entertainer." Ferdinand negated out interrupting his agent.
A tick mark appeared on top of the snail's head, "Entertainer." The gruff voice seethed out, replacing the word 'comedian'.
Sensing his anger, the 'entertainer' tried to soothe him, "Sorry, you know it's just, I'm trying to distance myself from being just one thing-"
"I understand." he said, now interrupting him. "Anyway, I'll keep you posted if anything else-"
Before he can finish a loud boom sounded through the room. When Ferdinand turned to check for the cause, he saw one of the club organizers of the comedy club panting by the now open door.
"M-Mister Ferdinand! An important guest would like to have a word with you!" He heaved.
"Well can it wait? I'm talking to someone." The comedian asked, sounded slightly frustrated.
The organizer continued panting, "I-I wouldn't advise it sir, the guest is Saint Charloss!"
Upon hearing his name Ferdinand's eyes widened, as did the snails, signaling that his agent heard who the guest was also.
"F-Fairly well then. Tell him that I'll see him shortly."
With that the heaving organizer bowed and left the lounge room.
Ferdinand turned his attention back to the Den Den Mushi. "... I'm guessing you heard that?" he asked.
"You bet I did." the voice affirmed. The eyes on the snail turned to a pleading look, "Please, for the love of god Ferdinand; don't mess this up."
He let out a confident chuckle, "Oh come on, that's the last thing you should be worried about when it comes to me. I meet important people all the time."
"Yes, but none as important as this, so treat it seriously."
"Alright, Alright, Alright. I'll be fine okay, so don't worry."
The man on the other line sighed, "Too late for that... anyway, I'll talk to you later Nando."
"Okay." Ferdinand concluded hanging up.
He took a deep breath and looked in the mirror to freshen up. He fixed the collar of his black open jacket suit and straightened his white untucked buttoned down shirt. "Alright Ferdinand, you got this. He's just another tyrant leader just like the rest of them. Just gotta smile and laugh with em and it'll all be over." He spoke to himself. He wiped his fashion designer glasses clean and brushed off his white chinos pants. After the pep talk, he gave himself a few motivational pats to his face and left the lounge room.
...
The honored guest took his time to reach the Noble, not wanting to rush things and look desperate. He was aware of his diplomatic immunity which made him practicallyequal to even the Tenryubutto. Yisdrill is an island in South Blue formerly scorned by many because it's self-isolation from other islands. Now that it's opened up more due to its new president, people have begun to see what the island has. The island is a tropical paradise with its beautiful beaches and its high abundance of wealth, which is even higher than Mariejois, giving them immunity from paying the Heavenly Tribute. The relationship between Yisdrill and Mariejois is on the rocks because of this, which means that this meeting is very important.
When Ferdinand arrives he is greeted with the infamous Saint Charloss sitting on top of a chair placed on a man's back who looks past the point of being worn out, a suited man, three armored knights and two exotic looking female slaves being held by chain leashes.
Ferdinand grimaces at the scene before him, but he immediately fixes his face when the Saint's eyes shifts on him.
The Noble is the first to speak, "Ah, well if it isn't the famed Yisdrillian, Lorenzo D. Ferdinand. It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." He said actually bowing on top of his human horse.
Saint Charloss couldn't see it, but his "entourage" was silently shocked to witness a World Noble bow down to anyone. Even if that person was a Yisdrillian
"As you should know by now, I am the Great World Noble Charvoss." He continued.
Ferdinand quirked an eyebrow at his name, 'Charvoss? I thought his name was Charloss...'However he ignored it and introduced himself by bowing as well. "It's a pleasure to meet you-"
"STUPID! STUPID! DAMMIT!" The Noble suddenly screeched out while stomping his little feet on the head of his horse who already had a hard time staying up. His entourage didn't react, but Ferdinand was shocked to hear such language come from a World Noble.
"WHY?! WHY?! WHY?! WHY?!" The noble cried out while delivering harsher stomps to his slave.
Ferdinand had to do something before things could get any worse, "Hey! Relax! What's wrong?" He asked the now crying Noble.
The sniveling Noble turned his teary eyes to the entertainer, "I-I-I'm sorry... I'm just... a really big fan of yours and I didn't want to say anything dumb."
Ferdinand thought back, "... Is this because you said your name was Charvoss?" He asked.
The noble nodded his head, making Ferdinand sigh. He understood that he might've been a little embarrassed by the slip up, but there was no reason for the violent outburst. He wanted to tell him off but knew that it wouldn't be a good idea, so he just tried to cheer him up.
"It's no big deal man, a lot of my fans get a little tongue tied when they speak to me." He says with a reassuring smile.
The noble was about respond but Ferdinand spoke first wanting to soften the atmosphere. "So anyway, you say you're a fan of my work?"
The noble's sulking expression was gone a replaced with a bashful one, "Y-Yeah, even before that mega contract! Y-You know my sister says that you're undeserving of having that kind of money."
Ferdinand smiled and clutched his chest in an act of fake pain, "Well doesn't that just hurt to hear."
The noble also smiled at this, "Yeah, that's why I killed 8 of her slaves! One for each zero on your contract." Saying that out loud made the Noble laugh.
Ferdinand smile disappeared and was replaced with a look of shock and horror, from the way the Noble said that so casually. Not to mention the laugh the Noble wheezed out. Not wanting to be seen as rude he laughed along with him in disgust.
The noble continues to laugh until his suited guard tapped him on the shoulder and whispered something in his ear. "Ah yes!" The noble said in a realizing tone.
"F-Ferdinand, I came here to try and g-get the honor of you joining my family at the Slave Auction." Charloss stuttered out.
"Oh. Uh..." Ferdinand trailed, he didn't want to spend any more time with this man and he sure as hell didn't want to meet his family, but telling him no may upset him. He was stalling and he needed to give an answer soon.
"I-I know that I may have behaved very... foolishly before and for that... I'm" The Noble gulped and bowed down on top of his slave. "Sorry." The apologetic word uttered by the sacrilegious figure made everyone behind him gasp and whisper behind his back, which earned a glare from the Noble.
Ferdinand was also taken back from the apology but he responded quickly. "It's no problem bro, and I think I should have the time to go with you." He lied. The plan was to walk with him to the auction house and lie about getting a call telling him that he needs to leave the island. Sounds foolproof.
"Great! I can't wait to show you off to my parents!" Charloss beamed. Charloss then kicked the slave horse in the ribs as a sign for it to take him out of the building. "Come on, horse. We have to reach the Auction House before my father and sister arrive." The slave horse was able to move itself and the Noble towards the door with the rest of his entourage coming along with him.
Ferdinand was the last one to leave, 'What an asshole...'
...
Ferdinand and Charloss made their way from the safe tourist district to the "lawless" part of the island. During their trek there every citizen they crossed had bowed down at the presence of Saint Charloss. Ferdinand looked at the citizens on the ground and saw sheer panic and fear in their eyes and body language, making him look at the citizens sympathetically. Ferdinand been to many islands before and due to his birthplace many rulers, kings and mayors tried to kiss up and woo him to hopefully get Yisdrill to support them. The types of rulers Ferdinand has met have varied from great leaders like the ones from Water 7 and Secon Island to corrupt and despicable ones like the ones on Shells Town and Drum Island, but the noble before him was a something else and the fact that he had to be on his best behavior irked Ferdinand even more. Ferdinand glanced back at the noble and his horse and saw that it was struggling, finally on the verge of collapsing. It was getting noticeably slower, slow enough for Charloss to unfortunately realize.
"Hey. Pick up pace you weak horse." The Saint complained while kicking him in the ribs. Ferdinand clenched his teeth in anger, but bit his tongue to avoid any problems with him. The kicks kept coming and kept hitting the same place in his ribs. The slavehorse tried to stay up but lost the battle and collapsed to the ground.
Every bowing citizen near had a look of worry and pity for the man.
Charloss was still on top of his back when he pulled out his flintlock pistol. "You dumb worthless horse. You embarrassed me for the last time!" He angrily whispered to its ear.
Charloss hoped off of him and turned to Ferdinand, "I-I'm sorry about this." He said rubbing the back of his neck sheepishly. "I got to put this horse down. If you don't want to look I won't judge you." He says casually.
Ferdinand's eyes widened. Was he really going to kill him? In public?
Charloss roughly placed his foot on top of the slave's head and pulled back the safety lock.
"Hey don't kill him." Ferdinand pleaded calmly.
Charloss looked back at Ferdinand who interrupted his execution. "Why? He's of no use to me." As he said this he twisted his foot on the slave's head to emphasize his point.
"Because think about it. This man probably has a family and friends back at home."
The Saint quirked an eyebrow, "So?"
"Come on man just think about it. If you let him go, he can go home and tell everyone of his blessed experience of serving you." Ferdinand remarked.
Charloss seemed to be in thought of this. "So… It could mean that I was the best thing that could ever happen to him?" He asked in a sense of realization.
"Yeah!" Ferdinand falsely beamed.
The Saint continued to think and after a long mental debate he didn't want to disappoint his idol. He removed his foot and ordered his bodyguards to remove his chains. They also removed the throne that was placed on his back. When he was stripped of everything his former master was the first to speak. "I hereby grant you permission to go back to your normal pitiful life as a normal commoner, you now worthless slave horse. You will tell everyone of your blessed experience that you got from serving under me! " With that the Saint and everyone else walked away from the worn out human.
Ferdinand continued to look at the slave. He went forward and pulled out some money from his wallet and placed in the former slave's hand.
"Use that money to go back home alright." He said softly, not sure if the man was awake.
He let out a few tired breathes to show he was conscious before clenching the paper bills in his roughed up hands. "…T-Thank you. T-T-Thank you… so much." He wheezed. Tears began to leave the man's eyes as he tried to move. He was clearly struggling so Ferdinand tried to help him up but paused when he heard a gunshot and then a collection of screams and shrieks nearby. He immediately looked for Charloss but he was out of sight. Ferdinand stayed and tried to help the man as quick as he could but was stopped by his extended arms. "D-Don't worry about… me. I'll be fine, go try and stop whatever it that bastard's… is doing. Please" He breathed out.
Ferdinand was taken back by this but went after Charloss. "Alright. Will do. You take good care man." He said as he ran after the Noble.
Charloss wasn't that far away as Ferdinand was there in under a minute. When he arrived the noble and his guards were around a group of medical workers. Upon closer inspection he saw a bandaged and injured man near a dropped stretcher and man who looks like he had just recently been shot.
"No!" The female nurse screamed. "You murderer how could you?! Someone! Anyone please! Help him!" She cried out.
Ferdinand ran at the scene to try and help the two injured men. He ran past a greeting Charloss and went to the newly shot man. He carefully flipped the man over to look at the wound. The bleeding was getting worse. He looked at the doctors who were kneeling before Charloss not helping, knowing why they couldn't do anything.
"Charloss those doctors needs to help these people." Ferdinand said as calmly and nicely as he could in this situation.
"No they don't." He responded bored, inspecting the panicking female nurse.
Ferdinand snarled his teeth at the noble. He's met corrupt leaders before but at least they triedto put up a façade to try and look like they care about people. This guy had no problem showing him who he really was.
Ferdinand took a deep breath, "Charloss. Please let the doctors do their job." He begged through clenched teeth.
Charloss took his eyes off the girl and focused it on Ferdinand, "Ahh! I know what it is!" He said with realization. "You want the nurse as your wife don't you?" He slyly said.
Ferdinand furrowed his eyebrows. 'This guy can't be fucking serious…' he thought.
"Well I don't mind giving her away to you, but truth be told I was going to give you these girls as a gift to you." He said pointing at the still shackled exotic dancers.
"I don't want either of them! I just want you to let the doctors go to help these people!" Ferdinand yelled, snarling his teeth at the "Saint".
The Noble and everyone around them was shocked at the fact that the Yisdrillian man had yelled at one of the powerful human beings. Even the Supernovas was shocked by this.
"Wow. Well ain't that something." A big smiling monk said.
A young pink haired woman held back her laughter at the whole thing
"It's about time someone put that fatass in his place." A long armed man uttered under his breath.
A group of nicely suited men stayed still at the scene and a dark and ominous looking pirate inspected flying cards.
For a while everyone continued to look at the Yisdrillian who was acting out toward the Noble, but soon there shock was on someone else. From across the distance there was someone else standing and making their way toward the Noble.
"Charloss just let these people help." Ferdinand pleaded at the still stunned Noble.
When he still hasn't moved Ferdinand called his name for a response.
"Charloss?" Still waiting for a response.
He still got nothing, in fact he hadn't move. Ferdinand looked at the Saint's eyes and found out that it wasn't focused on him in fact it was focused on what was behind him. Confused he looked behind him to see someone that's standing and even walking towards them. The man sported a red and white striped open shirt with tight green pants. He also had what looked like three swords strapped to his hip. Most shocking was the green hair on his head.
He looked around and was confused by the kneeling citizens around. Taking a sip from the bottle in his hand he continued without questioning.
Ferdinand turned to the Saint who looked absolutely mortified at the act.
"Oi." The stranger's voice rang.
Ferdinand turned back to look at the offender.
"I heard about you. You're Lorenzo D. Ferdinand right?" The swordsman said aloof.
Ferdinand was taken back by the indifference of his tone. "Yeah?" He said with inquiry.
He scratched his head in a casual way. "My captain also shares the same name as you. It's none of my business but if you-"
His words were then cut off by a gunshot fired by the World Noble.
AN: Well there goes Chapter 1. I currently have Chapter 2 finished but I'm still putting the final touches on it.
I know that it's been a while since I updated and I promised to make an updated story last summer but I was caught up with work and… just life. The first story I made was just a complete mess. I had no idea where I was going with it and I was just so excited to make my first story.
Over the time I matured and now feel more confident in my work and with this new story I can go far with it. I will not delete the old story so if you want to see it you can.
So any who, readers of new and old I hoped you liked it and I hope to release Chapter 2 sometime in the next week.