I've been obsess with Assassins lately and then a plot bunny hopped around my mind... So I decided to give the cute plot bunny a chance.
This isn't the true past of Marco. Hell I still don't know how old he is nor where the hell he is. So It's impossible for me to know his past.
So... Tell me what you think about this fic, should I continue this or not? Please say your thoughts at the reviews section...
Anyway, On to the story!
Disclaimer: I meet a clerk in a store with the same names as Marco and Ace... Oh and Do I own One piece? I dunno... Maybe I am Oda Eiichiro and my character namely Ivankov turned me into a girl and Bonney turned me into a 12-year-old wanna be writer girl... Ah no I'm not him
Edit: Beta'd by Amorphous Sapphire! Check her stories :'D
Prologue
The sun was rising in the clear blue sky. Heat rays tanning their skin, the pirates sluggishly walked around the deck. It was another typical day after an incredibly big party. Some of them were still sleeping on deck blissfully unaware of the throbbing headache they would undoubtedly feel upon awakening.
At least that was what they thought... They didn't notice their missing commander. They simply thought that he was in his room doing paperwork or with their captain talking about missions and stuff.
Apparently that was what Ace thought as well. He was idly munching on a chicken leg his eyes gaining a sleepy look to them, he was so tired! Because of that darn book he was forced to stay up late! and unfortunately his narcolepsy didn't make it's regular occurrence and that's why he was so damn sleepy.
" Oi Ace— " Thatch was cut off by a loud crash from the top deck. All of the crew members roaming around the deck immediately went up and rushed to their captain's chair. Making a circle around the captain and a...boy?
His hair was covered with red, dried blood. His little form sickly thin and pale.
Where did he came from? And more importantly... Where was Marco?
White beard was in his throne and beside him lay the mysterious kid. The child's form twitched, showing signs of life.
His eyes opened, slowly taking note of his surroundings. Blue eyes... Wait... That.. No way...
White beard narrowed his eyes. Something was definitely wrong...
Blue flames engulfed the child, attempting to heal the wounds. That confirmed it.
" M-Marco...? " Ace choked out. Still trying to convince himself that it was a hallucination of some sort, a product of his lack of sleep.
The day turned out to be anything but normal.
Not bad for a prologue right?... Anyway
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The flamed bird waltzing around the twinkling stars
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