Chapter 1 : The Reformation of the Tsubasa Pirate Crew
The setting is the world of One-Piece.
This Story will be following the Tsubasa Pirates – A crew of my own creation
After Losing their former captain, Marko Tsubasa, 2 years ago to a devastating fight with the marines, the crew is reforming once again. This time under the former captains son, a 17 year old boy named Endrino Tsubasa.
Unknown to this reforming pirate crew, many miles away on a different sea, another 17 year old is setting out to begin his adventure as a pirate, another boy named Monkey D Luffy.
Endrino stood laughing with his new crew. His stocky form was easy to spot amongst most of the crew, especially now he wore the bright red coat that had used to belong to his father. The black kanji for captain on his back gave him an increasing sense of pride, but also sadness, as it reminded him of his father's demise. Something that would probably never leave him. His eyes were a dark emerald green, and his thick black hair framed his whole face thanks to his beard.
Only two of his father's old crew remained, the immense form of Yuudai, a Giant that had an equally large sense of loyalty. And their ship-builder and repairer Takeshi.
Although the Tsubasa crew had once been over 100 members strong, the crew is now only 9 members strong. As those who had not been killed in the fight in which they had lost their captain, had soon departed from the crew shortly after the devastating news.
To Endrino this wasn't much of an issue, his father had built his crew from scratch. And he didn't want just any person in his crew either. Even 9 crew members seemed like a good start to him, and what was even better was that he knew he could trust every man here with his life. And he'd rather have that than have a large bunch of half-willed lackeys.
Endrino knew there was one more thing he must say before his nakama became too drunk to register his words, after all they were already breaking into the barrels of alcohol that they had brought from the town. After all, it was quite important. The stocky teen leapt up onto a barrel, catching everyone's attention. His thick black hair was ruffled by the wind and his emerald green eyes were sparkling with excitement. A huge grin was on his face, underlined by his thick, almost triangular shaped black beard."Alright then" he called to make sure they really were paying attention to him "I expect you're all wondering who is going to be first mate".
"Damn right we are" came a rowdy voice from the small group.
Endrino looked at the guy who had spoken up. Unsurprisingly it was Cozmo, the 18 year old guy with dyed blonde hair that loved pulling pranks and causing trouble. Generally, if there was a disturbance amoungst the crew it was caused by Cozmo.
Endrino smiled "alright then, I'm sure it's not going to be too much of a surprise, that the first mate of the Tsubasa crew, and the man who will become vice-captain when our crew grows will be..." Endrino paused taking a look around at his friends excited faces before calling the name of the person he felt was his best, and most trusted friend of the lot "Isamu!"
The whole crew turned to face the stocky white haired guy that has always been a close friend to Endrino.
"Me huh?" Isamu sighed "alright then". Isamu had been in the crew for 2 years under Marko, so this would be his 4th year. As this small team had stuck together, waiting for the time when Endrino was ready to take on his father's legacy. Today was the day that offically happened, and they would go back to being pirates again, rather than living off of the money and treasure stored in the ships hold.
Endrino jumped down from the barrel, and everyone went back to partying. The crew had always loved to party.
Isamu walked over to Endrino "I hope you can become as famous as your father did". He stood only about an inch taller than his captain, but neither of them where what anyone could call small. Well that is unless your a giant.
Endrino smiled "yeah me too, but you'd better not let me down either".
Isamu sighed, looking out to sea "you wouldn't of chose me to be your first mate if you thought I would do that".
"True" Endrino said, patting his friend on the back before wandering off to join the others in their cheering and drinking. Despite his age, Endrino was very much an experienced drinker, mainly because his father had never enforced the legeal drinking age "they were pirates, and pirates dont abide by the normal laws anyway" as the former captain himself had put it. So ever since a young age Endrino had been drinking, and had now built up a massive tolerance to alcohol, meaning he could out-drink anyone on his ship, and it wasnt like he didnt enjoy putting this into practice.
Although Isamu liked a good drink, this scene was too loud for him, but looking around he realised there was another figure, not joining in with the festivities. *I bet this has left an even worse sour taste in his mouth than normal* Isamu thought, looking at the youngest member of the crew.
The boy was only 15, but he was also Endrino's younger brother. Not that their appearances showed that. Sangrie was shorter than Endrino, skinny, and had bright red hair. The only thing the brothers had in common was their emerald green eyes and the fact that both boys had been brought up on the ship, as a means to try and protect their mother's. Although Endrino had always enjoyed the idea of being a pirate, Sangrie had always resented his father for forcing him into becoming one, and somehow this had incorporated itself into a hatred of the entire crew. But despite how much he hated it, he couldn't back out even now because both he and Endrino had built up bounties for themselves already.
If it was any other member of the crew Isamu would of gone over and tried to cheer him up, but it was Sangrie, and Isamu knew he was a long lost cause. Isamu pushed a hand through his short white hair, his other hand resting on the hilt of this katana which was resting in its matching turquoise scabbard. Giving in, the new first mate went to join the rest of the crew, he picked up an empty chair and sat down near his captain, staying near to the edge of the group of excited crew members.
Cozmo had jumped ontop of the barrel, and was now making a complete fool of himself as normal, dancing around and shouting/singing whatever random things that seemed to come into his head. The other Members of the crew where cheering and jeering at him, but wether they where happy with him or not, Cozmo was just happy to have their attention. His hair was obviously dyed as his natural dark roots were showing themselves wherever they could, not to mention that his eye brows were still black. His dyed hair just made him stand out even more, which was probably why he did it in the first place.
Up apon the 3 masts that towered above the ship where 3 black flags, modified versions of the crews old flag, a Skull and cross bones with black wings. Now the flag had added fangs and red slitted pupils glowing in its empty sockets, The wings always stood out from the black background thanks to a white outline. The flags them selves had been raised just a matter of hours ago as the sign of Endrino truly taking up the role of captain.
Little did any of the crew realise that the marines were in the town and getting ready to pounce in the town they had docked at. But just who exactly were they preparing to pounce on?
