Author's Note: I decided to do a bit more world-building for Parallel Works, In Argo, Party Wagon, and Sweet Disposition, so here are some oneshots for the world of In Argo that cover the entire timeline, from before Yuki-Rin set sail in Parallel Works to after the fall of the Capricorn Pirates in Sweet Disposition.

Warnings: Some chapters may include prostitution, rape, torture, murder, and some scenes that are just straight up gross/dubious/questionable. I will post content warnings right before the chapter, if needed.

And a hell of a lot of OCs. Some are awesome, some are jackasses, and some are just plain straight-up evil.

Great! Let's begin!

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Garth Sheffield's POV

The Second Golden Age of Pirates started on my fifteenth birthday. It's kind of amazing, but at the same time, it's terrifying.

The day starts like any other - Wake up, get dressed, and eat breakfast alone, since dad's already at the chemical plant with grandpa. Mom is already asleep, having come home an hour or so ago from her night shift at the plant. Everyone works at the Sheffield Chemical Plant. Everyone. Even I have to work there during the summer months because "it's the family business".

When I am finished with my underwhelming birthday breakfast (a chocolate chip scone, strawberry yogurt, and milk), I get on my bike and bike across the island to school. The entire island is what we call a "Company Island" where a large company working for the World Government sets up shop on an island, and the majority of the island works for the company, or for businesses supporting the company and the community, such as the fish markets and shipyards. This island is home to my grandfather's company, the Sheffield Chemical Plant. The plant works with the World Government to produce and distribute products with hazardous chemicals, such as kerosene, paint, and even weapons for the Marines. While grandpa isn't exactly wealthy from his company, everyone here makes good money.

The only trade-off here is that people get sick a lot. My uncle was one of the founders of the chemical plant, but he developed cancer and died due to being surrounded by toxic chemicals. Everyone on this island has had their fair share of migraines, nausea, and dizziness just from inhaling stuff that's going to kill us one day.

Fifteen minutes later, I arrive at the local high school, Sheffield High (yes, named after my grandfather). I'm particularly excited today, as the science fair is this week, and we'll be doing mock demonstrations of our projects today in chemistry class. Everyone worked hard on their projects, because not only do we have the chemical plant, but a scientist from the Marines is coming over to judge our projects.

As I lock my bike up in the bike rack, the principal of the school comes out, followed by a gaunt, young man in the Marine's uniform.

"Attention, all students," Our principal announces. Immediately, we turn our attention to him. "As today is a very important day in history, there will be no school today. School will be back in session on Monday."

Around me, cheers erupt from my fellow peers.

"Hell yeah! No school!" The boy standing next to me yells, patting me enthusiastically on the back. "Time to go back home and sleep all day!"

As I unhook my bike from the rack, I stare out at the myriad of teenagers leaving the school. What's going on? Does this involve grandpa?

Halfway home, I run into a huge crowd standing in the town square.

"Oi! What's going on?!" I yell. An older woman turns her head toward me.

"Come on, hon, stay a while! Don't you know that Monkey D. Luffy is going to be executed today?" The old woman asks me. I turn my head to the large screen set up in the square. Right as I make eye contact with the screen, I see two Marine soldiers chop off Luffy's head. As the former Pirate King's head rolls to the ground, cheers erupt around me.

"He's gone! That son of a bitch is gone!"

"You're witnessing history, everyone! That degenerate grandson of the late Monkey D. Garp is no more!"

"That was my hero! Monkey D. Luffy died for us!"

Before I can bike away, grandpa and the mayor hurry onto the stage, flanked by several Marine soldiers. Grandpa looks extremely tense.

"Attention, everyone," Grandpa says, pausing to clear his throat. "I regret to inform you that due to an investigational report conducted by the World Government, the Sheffield Chemical Plant will close at the end of this week. Our little company island is no more."

Everyone goes into stunned silence. This was our home. We had picnics, parties, parades, everything. Even a prince and a princess stopped here once on a goodwill tour. They can't take away my home.

At home, I don't unwrap my birthday presents or eat any birthday cake. Mom and dad promise to give me a proper birthday when we get to our new home on Comstock Island. Instead, I spend my birthday packing my belongings into cardboard boxes.

At one point, grandpa comes into the room with a plate of cookies and a glass of milk.

"Grandpa, why did they take our home away?" I ask. Grandpa gives me a long, hard look.

"Because... Because several of our workers were found to be sympathizers of the Straw Hat Pirates," Grandpa answers. "A few of them even helped Luffy at the Battle of Marineford several years ago."

"But, they shouldn't shut down the plant because of those sympathizers," I argue. "This is our home."

"I know that, Garth," Grandpa answers bluntly. "What can we do about it? If I try and fight it, they'll kill me like they did with Luffy."

Grandpa leaves the room. I don't touch the milk and cookies. I keep packing and think about how I want to become a great chemist one day and save my home. If grandpa can't save our home and, essentially, our lives, then I'll do it.

I will go out to sea one day and save my home. I don't care that it's too late to do so. There's always a second chance.