A/N: A few things before starting the story: 1) This tale begins about 3 years after the deaths of Fire-Fist Ace and Whitebeard 2) Up to the point where the Straw-hat pirates travel through Fishman Island everything follows the original story 3) I've only read the manga, not watched the anime so if something seems out of place, please notify in the reviews and lastly 4) This is my first fanfic ever, so please be gentle (feel the innuendo)
Enjoy!
Prologue
Zoro was lying on the deck of the Thousand Sunny. He was enjoying the feeling of the sun caressing his face. He liked these mid-day naps more than anyone could imagine and he hated having to wake up.
A surprised scream made him open his one good eye in irritation. He saw Nami stand there with her back to him and some papers in her hands. He heaved himself up with a sigh and walked over to see what had made the navigator cause such a commotion.
"Look what came with today's newspaper!" she said. Was it excitement he heard in her voice? Or was it fear? He read the words on what seemed to be an invitation out loud.
"All you rookies who were present on the executions of Fire-Fist Ace and Whitebeard are invited to join in the celebration of their tree year anniversary. Just follow the eternal post to where music's always playing. 12 supernovas are shining bright, but the brightest thing shining is the memory of legends. So let's enjoy a night together, a night full of illusions.
Muse, the Musician, Captain of the PunkRock Pirates"
Nami hadn't noticed Luffy and the others sneak up behind her and when she turned around she jumped slightly. She lost her grip of the papers and they slowly levitated to the floor, revealing some bounty posters. Even Brook got kind of worried about Luffy's head exploding, so wide was he grinning.
"No, no, NO!" Nami and Usopp shouted in unison, both turning a sickly pale.
"Yes, yes, YES!" Luffy and Sanji replied, Sanjis eyes turning to hearts and drops of blood started to pour out of his nose. A few seconds later he lay unconscious on the deck and Zoro really envied him so much. Not the blood, but he really wanted to sleep. He turned his gaze to the poster and understood the different reactions.
It read: "Captain of the PunkRock pirates, Muse the "Musician", Bounty 590 million" The picture was of a beautiful woman with long dark brown curls and green eyes with a yellow tint. She reminded him of a cat, just waiting for her pray to come close enough and then catch it with its dangerous claws.
Zoros smile matched his captains quite well. Who was this woman? Why hadn't they heard of her before?
There were some other bounty posters also from the same PunkRock crew, but only one caught his eye.
"Second in command of the PunkRock pirates, "Element wielder" Elyza, Bounty 290 million"
One of his eyebrows lifted a bit. "Those aren't any normal swords." he thought silently. He studied the heart shaped face of a blonde Skylander. She had a mute defiance in her gaze and the swords in her hands sparkled with, was that really lightning? "This might actually get interesting."
On the deck of a yellow coloured submarine, one of a kind…
Trafalgar Law was enjoying the sunlight the best he could. Soon they would continue to the next island and wouldn't resurface for some time. With lazy motions he threw a few silver coins to the newspaper bird. Apart from the newspaper he had also got some other papers, and… an eternal post? He gave it a confused look before he read the invitation.
"Hmm… It's been a while since I last enjoyed some good music." his signature smirk was plastered on his face as he started checking the bounty posters.
He felt a sting of childish glee burst in his chest when he saw that his bounty had been raised, but his face didn't show any excess emotions. He was nearing 500 million. But to his annoyance Kid and the Straw-hat had hit the 500 mark already.
There were also some bounty posters with unfamiliar faces. "The PunkRock pirates?" he thought and then made the connection.
With swift steps he made his way down to the control room.
"Shachi!"
"Yes, Captain?" the man at the rudder answered.
"Change of plans, follow this eternal post." He passed the things to Shachi, whose nose started bleeding at the sight of the picture. Law rolled his eyes at the perverted navigator before leaving the control room.
"I'll be in my office if there's an emergency."
As he sat behind the desk he heard Shachis voice from the speakers. "Prepare for diving!" Law closed his eyes in content, pulling down his hat. He also turned out the awakening buzzing from the crew preparing for departure.
Under the brim of the hat he smiled.
Captain Eustass Kidds ship…
"Killer, what do you know about the PunkRock pirates?" there was a hidden edge of fury under that calm tone. Killer looked up from the blade he was sharpening and showed no emotion. But then again it was hard to know when the man always wore that damned mask on his face.
"Hmm… The captain was the one who came up with the whole genre, punk-rock. She mixed the up-beat tempo in rock and the rebellious thoughts and feelings from punk. If I remember correctly the crew consists mostly of women." at this Kid stiffed in a dangerous manner. Killer didn't notice and continued with the report.
"The year we went to the New World the Captains bounty was a little over 100 million, but nobody really knew of them so most people didn't count her as a supernova. So I stopped following their movements." Killer went back to sharpening the blade, the stone in his hand moving in a back-and-forth movement. "Why do you ask this all of a sudden?"
"Seems as if she's been busy, she has a bounty of almost 600 million bellies." The loud thump of the sharpening stone falling to the ground echoed in the silence that followed. Kid took this as a sign and started giving out orders.
"Let's go and put on a show of our own." he said a smirk that could give the devil a run for his money plastered on his face. He sure as hell didn't like to lose, especially to a woman.
Various other ships in the New World…
"What a bitch!" Captain Jewelery Bonney said glaring daggers at the invitation, as if it was a snake or something. "We're going to her stupid concert and there I'll show her who's going to be the pirate queen." She gnawed the last of a pig leg and shouted at the cook to hurry with the pizza.
"Men, set sail for the Isle of Ongaku!" and without a second tough she threw the pig leg on the wall. There was a wet thud before it fell to the floor.
"The odds seem to be in favour for this little detour." Basil Hawkins voice had a certain kind of calmness when he spoke. The cards were floating in the air showing him glimpses of odds and different futures.
"50% chance of someone from the crew getting kidnapped, 0% chance of anyone dying today and a mere 5% of anyone from the crew getting hurt." he looked up to find the rest of the crew waiting patiently by his side. "These are the best odds we've had since we entered the New World."
"Why don't we go and enjoy some music then, Captain?" the man who spoke wasn't only thinking about the music. The PunkRock pirates were mostly females after all.
"Yes, raise the sails then men!" the magician said before turning to face the ocean. The odds had almost seemed like an illusion, that's how good they were.
Scratchmen Apoo was already on the island, walking aimlessly, wasting spare time. His crew were drinking to their hearts content at one of the local pubs, but the captain couldn't settle down.
He had received word from his spies that even Capone, Drake and Urouge the Monk were on their way. He was frantically pondering about the events that would unfold. He had no idea what they were. He'd only come to enjoy the music. "What are you really planning, Captain Muse?" He frowned slightly. He'd checked her up, but had found very little information of use. It was as if the marines, even the World Government itself, didn't want the world to know about her at all. But after the success of punk-rock that was quite an impossible feat. He sighed and headed back to the pub.
"I really need a drink!"