My first ever story! I hope you readers like it. Please review to let me know if it was any good, I'd appreciate it.

A/N: Reloaded to give story cover.

Chapter 1

The Intruder

Andres opened a window to let the outsides cold air blow into the main hall. He sat down on the tile floor and let the wind blow snowflakes in his face. It was very cold in this part of the grand line but he put up with it so that he could at least look out a window, to do that he kept his body at a high temperature.

He was bored, not being able finding anything fun to in the giant base. There was no one for him to play with in the Donqixote family. They were all too old for him, sugar was the only one that even hung around him but only because he kept her warm. Other than that, Sugar was always doing things Doflamingo assigned her and the others. Doflamingo did assign Andres grunt missions but nothing too violent because of the boys past failures from being too nice and lacking any fighting sprite.

Therefore, Andres lay on his back in the middle of the main hall staring up at the ceiling that seemed miles high in the boy's imagination. After a while of nothing, Andres wished that there were something to keep him entertained. He sat up to his knees and crossed his arms over the windowsill laying his head on top to watch as snow fell down. He swore he saw something in the distance past the mounds of snow but dismissed it as a rock or tree.

He fell back hard with a huff ignoring the pain of hitting his head. 'I miss going outside so much' he thought. It had been so long since Andres had time to go outside and actually enjoy it. He was a bird in a cage. All he could do was get lost in his memories.

Caught up in his thoughts he hardly noticed the shadow that dashed past him. Andres sat up in time to see the person at the end of the hall make a fast and sharp left turn. From what he could tell, they were a kid and it most definitely wasn't sugar. He looked back to the window finding snow tracks on the windowsill.

'What kid has the guts to break in to the Donqixote base!?' Andres thought jumping to his feet and sprint after the intruder.

He ran around the base for 15 minutes with no luck. He started to panic. There were so many dreadful thought that ran through his head that he pulled his ear length dreadlocks.

'Doflamingo's is going to kill me! I mean really kill me!'

He frantically searched more finally ending up in the warehouse. He climbed up on top of the 20 feet tall storage racks jumping from each one for a bird's eye view of the place. Nothing seemed to be out of the ordinary. Andres plopped down on the edge of the rack with his face in his hands. He hit his head with his fist over and over again until he made his head throb.

"I can just be thankful that he hasn't made himself known by the guards." As if on cue, the sound of shoes hitting the warehouse came from below.

"There's an intruder! Stop him!" A guard yelled out.

"Where did he go?" Another asked.

"I think towards the Quarters!"

The breath caught in Andres' throat, his body temperature running extremely low. He could tell that his life was going to get a hell of a lot harder as of today. However, as it seemed, luck had come to him as he saw the kid sneak across the floor hiding behind giant tanks of gasoline. He had on a large black trench coat, green shoes and a white hat with brown spots around the brim.

Andres frowned. "You are not getting me in trouble." He whispered to himself.

Making his way around to get behind the kid he waited for his chance to pounce. The kid ran out and dove behind some gun racks waiting for the guard to walk out the room. As the kid kneeled down Andres leapt from his post, taking the kid by surprise before tackling him to the ground and sitting on him. The hat boy began to protest until Andres put his hand over his mouth making a quiet 'Shh' sound. He glanced around the guns to make sure the guards were going.

Once the coast was clear he looked back. Getting a good look of the intruders face Andres noted his hard and sharp yellow eyes. The hat shadowing the crazed look the boy gave making Andres jerk when he made eye contact. "Who are you and why are you here?" He uncovered the others mouth.

"Get off of me." The hat boy growled out.

Andres shook his head. "No, you're not supposed to be in here. This is private property."

Hat boy tried to shake him off. "Let go of me or I'll kill you!"

Andres felt threatened but he wasn't exactly scared. He had received many death threats with his time in the Donqixote family. "All I'm asking you to do is leave!"

The hat kid reached into his coat making a jiggling sound come from inside. Andres ripped the coat open finding the kid had grenades stroked both ways across his chest.

From out the room he heard, "Carful hot to touch him! He has bombs strapped to him!"

The warning came too late because before Andres could react, the kid had one in his hand pulling the pin. He gets away just in time for it to blow up. Through the smoke, he saw the hat kid run out the door.

"Get back here!" He called after him. He was able to stay on his tail for most of the time until the kid turned the corner and disappeared. Walking slowly down the corridor, Andres checked everywhere. Behind him, above him, in rooms with no sign of him.

"Where did he go, I just had him?" Andres' voice had some distress in it. He may have wanted some excitement but not like this.

"That kid is a psycho-" his statement had been interrupted when a loud boom and a bright light engulfed him. He whited out