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Victories aren't won by spectators but by fighters, and I am a fighter, and I will never give up

Caroline

One Piece- Season 5

I usually have to tell myself this when I go through one of Olie and I's training sessions. Olie is my "older" brother. People say that we look very similar and we think a like too. Some people even get mixed up with our names which I'm not sure how you can when his name is Olie and mine is Caroline. He is only older then me by like two minutes and he never lets me forget it. Whenever I do see Olie though I just think that's how I would look if I was a boy, and I am pretty proud of that.

The training that Olie does of course is more vigorous then mine because he is a boy and is 20 times stronger then me and now I don't physically train as much as I used to for some weird reason. I think Nate doesn't think I need to.

Nate is our guardian, when our dad left us; he pretty much left us with one of the hardest martial arts trainers in all of the Grand Line which we had to live with since we were five. Our mother died giving birth to me so she couldn't be there. And I'm not even sure why my father left but it doesn't matter to me anymore.

Maurice looked up at me curiously. For a cat though, he really knew how to use his facial expressions.

"Come on Moe, hop in the bag, Nate needs us to go and get groceries," I tell him as I opened up my fairly sized leather brown bag.

The little black cat hopped in and then looked up at me with his golden hazel eyes. "I still don't understand why I have to go. I have cat business to attend to," Maurice answered back. The only reason he can talk is because he ate the telepathic devil's fruit so it allowed all wanted thoughts of his to be audible. "And not only that but Olie's out in town why can't you just go and get him to do it?"

"Olie should be working Nate's dojo." I answered back shoving my wallet next to my furry friend and the list of food Nate left me. Pulling on my black Toms as I headed out of my room; I grabbed the car keys and walked right out of our little cottage.

The sun stared brightly into my eyes and the mugging hot heat slowly filled my atmosphere. As soon as I started strolling down the path Maurice hopped his way out.

"You know the whole point of my keeping you in this bag is so that you can't run off," I told him as I looked down.

He answered back with, "I just feel so cramped up in there. If you're going to kidnap me the very least you could do is give me the free will of walking."

Whatever I think as we made our way into town. Nastu Town which is summer town along the Grand Line that is especially known for their elite warriors trained by dojos in town.

Making our way into town I headed towards the market. Nate especially wanted me to get some things to make a protein shake for himself and Olie. When I notice there is this goofy looking guy hovering over me.

"Caroline," Maurice whispered as he hopped inside my bag. "Atchway outway orfay ethay apistray ehindbay ouyay," he told me in Pig Latin.

I slowly turned around to see this blonde guy with long ass legs and his hair swerved so that you could only see one of his eyes and his eyes brows curled up at the end. He was wearing a black suit with a blue button down shirt He was actually really handsome but creep is not my biggest turn on, and neither was the smoke in his mouth.

"I've finally found the perfect woman," He exclaims grabbing my hand and holding it to his cheek.

"Perfect women?" I questioned looking at him weirdly, "I think you've got me confused with somebody else,"

Then Maurice decided to add his own commentary again in Pig Latin, "Otallytay? Ightray, arfay omfray erfectpay."

"Shut up nobody needs to know that you're a talking cat," I close my bag that had Maurice sticking out of it.

"Talking cat?" This guy questions curiously.

"Yeah, I kinda sorta have a taking cat," I confessed.

"Well, now that the cat is out of the bag," Maurice pops out and stared at this guy, then he glanced at me, "Eway ouldshay ookbay itway,"

Then this guy just smiled and went, "Did you think I can't understand Pig Latin? Anyways what's your friend's name?"

Maurice retorted back and said, "Caroline, but the annoying pet in her life is already taken you're going to have to wait another 15 years,"

Then he looked up at me and embraced his soul with his eyes on my eyes and said, "I'd wait forever for you, Caroline,"

"That's nice but I'm not interested," I told him pulling back my hand and shoving Maurice back in the bag. I walked off and got all the other things that I needed and started walking my way back home.

As I'm heading back towards the dojo that Nate owns I'm looking down at Maurice who was following me by foot and telling me, "Man I hope we never see that creep of a curly eye browed man ever again."

"He really crept you out that much?" I wondered.

"You just like him because he thinks you're pretty," Maurice snorted.

"That is a comment I don't get very often," I told him but before I could look up at where I was going my hard head bonked with another hard head creating a loud bang that echoed in my head. I did not think anybody had as hard as a head as I or Olie did but it's possible. "Owwwwh," I rumbled to myself in pain. And life only gets better while we bonked on each other this guy's sword handles (3) sort of stabbed me in the side once we collided.

"I told you, you should watch more where you're going," Maurice commented almost laughing at my pain.

"I am so sorry," I tell this guy as I started to finally look up at him, "I can be so clumsy sometimes,"

This guy was big and athletic looking too so it did not help at all. He had mint green hair, tan sun kissed skin, brown eyes and three earrings on his left ear. He wore a white t-shirt with a black bandana on his left arm, with a green sash that held up those three swords that poked me in my poor little abs.

"I'm sorry too, wow, you're really strong for a girl," He said looking amazed at the pain I caused his head. Then he just stopped and stared at me. I must be getting a lot of attention from these new comers. Then he looked at me strangely then he stopped. "Wait, a second did that cat just spoke?"

"That cat spoke, he does that," I told him as he got up then helped me up and grabbed my bags and hands them to me.

"I'm sorry about that," he said then looked the other way.

That's when I saw Olie come running towards me like he actually cared that I almost got a minor concussion. "Oh wow Caroline nice fall,"

"Shut up, Olie," I mumbled.

"Who is this kid?" The guy I bumped into wondered.

"That's my brother," I told him.

Olie has the same piercing eye shape that I do, and the same ice blue color we got from our mother. The shape and the eyebrow expression we got from out father. He has a sharp jaw line and shaggy black hair that outlined his face. He's about 6'2" right now so he's taller and buffer. He wore a tight black shirt to outline his muscles and dark normal fitted denim jeans

"Shouldn't you be at swim practice?" Olie wondered.

"No, you know if you actually showed up you'd know what the times are," I snapped right back at him.

"So not to butt into your little feud but I heard this island is known for its elite fighters. Who's the strongest swordsmen in the town?" this guy asked.

"Swordsmen?" Olie answered before I could. "If I were you I'd more interested in fighter,"

"Nah, I want the best swordsmen," he said once again.

"She's right there," Olie said in disgust.

Then this guy just looked at me like he didn't believe a word Olie was saying, "You?"

"Yeah," I answered, "I am the best in town, Olie's just the best overall hand to hand combat fighter in town,"

"Then I guess I'll challenge you," this guy told me.

Before I could even say anything Olie went, "Wait a second, we need to go to the dojo first. What's your name?"

"Roronoa Zoro," that guy answered.

"I'm Mihawk D. Caroline," I introduced myself.

That guy's eyes widen to a pretty good two inches in diameter. "You're Hawkeye Mihawk's daughter. So that means," he looked over towards Olie, "So that means that you're Mihawk D. Olson,"

"Olie," Olie corrected, "I prefer Olie. I can't believe I'm known by that,"

"I didn't know the World's Greatest Swordsmen had kids." Zoro said dumbfounded.

"Not many people do," I commented.

"So what does he live here or something?" Zoro asked as Olie and I started walking towards the dojo and Zoro just followed.

Answering I said, "No, I have no idea where he lives; he left a long time ago,"

"I guess it makes sense you being the best here in town," he commented.

"Yeah," I answered as we made our way towards the dojo.

This guy came up to Zoro and goes, "Hey did you find the best swordsmen?" This kid looked pretty gangly; he had black hair and a straw hat. He was wearing a red cut off button down shirt and shorts that went just below his knees. He looked like he was lost physically and mentally.

"Yeah, she's right here," Zoro pointed towards me.

That kid is like not even like it mattered that I was a girl or anything, "Cool, you must be really strong here in the Grand Line,"

"Yeah," I didn't know what to say, considering I didn't really think I was that strong.