One Piece-GX
Prologue
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Many years ago, the pirate king, known as Gol D. Roger, was executed in his hometown, Loguetown.
His final words sent pirates from all over the globe, into the seas
'My treasure? If you want it, go take it! I left everything I own, in THAT place!'
Those were his final words.
For over forty years, pirates from all over the world searched hopelessly for One Piece, the ULTIMATE treasure.
And failed.
No one could possibly imagine that the most unlikely person, a teenage boy, named Monkey D. Luffy, found the treasure, and claimed his position as the pirate king.
For twenty years, this boy, NO, this man, sailed around the world, as the most free in all the seas, with his trusty nakama beside him.
Until he gave himself up to the marines…
Publicly.
"Hey guys! Sorry to barge in on you, but can you arrest me?"
These lines echoed around the world like a disease, spreading into every home, in every city, in every country.
In the same place as Gol D. Roger once sat, Luffy sat, grinning.
"I suppose this is my final moment eh?" he muttered. "Well I better tell you… That One Piece I found? It's still out there. IF YOU WANT IT…"
The marines thrust their spears down.
"GO CLAIM IT!!!"
And that was the end.
The second pirate king had been executed, and had begun to stir up the third great pirate era.
But that is an other story.
Ours begins in a small island, south of Loguetown…
In a burning village…
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"KA-SAN!!!" cried Toma, rushing forwards, towards the rising flames.
His mother smiled at him. "It's not too bad, son…" she whispered, her green hair falling over her eyes. "Maybe I'll meet your father…"
The boy's black hair was starting to become singed, so great was the heat of the flames. "NO! YOU CAN'T CHASE AFTER SOMEONE WHO'S NEVER BEEN HERE!"
More debris fell, obscuring his view of his mother even more.
"Goodbye… Toma…" she whispered, closing her pale blue eyes.
"KA-SAN!!!!!!!!"
He dove forwards, into the heat…
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His green eyes snapped open. "KA-SAN!!!" he arm wretched out, clawing at the air.
"He's awake!" called a female voice.
"Get the sedatives!"
He saw people, blurry, but definitely there, their dark silhouettes surrounding him. He felt drowsy. He remembered the heat…
The burning…
The pain…
His eyes focused on his arm. Bandages were draped around them, covering shoulder to fingertip, showing no inch of skin.
"W-where am I…?" he groaned, groggily.
A silhouette moved closer towards him, which he defined as a girl. He couldn't quite make out her features, but for some reason, could feel that she was a girl.
"Ka… San…" whispered Toma, his vision blurring again.
"He's delirious," muttered the girl. She leaned in closer, her red hair brushing against his neck. "Can-You-Understand-Me?"
Toma sat strait up, his bandaged hands on his throbbing head.
"W-where am I…?" he whispered again. His back was pressed against a pillow, and he could feel a blanket over his legs.
"Thank goodness!" cried the girl. "I'm so glad you're safe!"
His eyes focused on her. "W-who are you people…?"
She giggled, her long red hair touching his chest. Her pale brown eyes came close to his. "I'm Riko! An apprentice nurse here at the sanctuary!"
He shook his head. "Sanctuary? No… I was at home… There was a fire… Ka-san…" his eyes widened. "Where is she?! Is Ka-san safe?!"
The girls pale lips tightened. "Um… I'm sorry…"
"…Huh…?"
"Another person was brought here… She died in the night three days ago…"
Tears began to form under his eyes. "Ka-san…"
"Maybe now I'll be able to see your father…"
His father.
The one who had deserted them, claiming he'd comeback with the great treasure, and live a wonderful life.
The man he hated most of all.
The one couldn't even remember.
"Where is this sanctuary…?" he muttered, leaning his head back against the wall.
"We're still on the island of Tsukiwan." said Riko. "Only we're a little separate from the rest of the inhabitants! We act as a hospital for the sick and injured!"
"Hold on… I LIVE here… How come I've never heard of you?"
She shrugged. "Children aren't usually allowed in here, so we keep it a secret!" she gave him a wink.
He gave a dissatisfied grunt. Swinging his legs round the side of the bed, he stood up, stretching his arms, getting used to the muscle movements once again. "You said she died three days ago. How long have I been here?"
"Four days. You were unconscious the whole time."
He began to walk over towards the sink.
"You were very badly burned."
He stared in horror at the mirror above the sink. He was covered, from head to toe in bandages. His torso, his legs, his mouth, even most of his hair was hidden under the white material. "What the hell is this?" he whispered, moving his arms up, and feeling the clumps of hair sticking out the bandages.
"You suffered from horrible burns…" continued Riko. "This was the best way to heal them."
He moved his hand down to his face, feeling the little bit of pale skin under the eye.
"I'm sorry, but can I ask your name?" she asked.
He turned back towards her, pulling down the bandages over his mouth, revealing his healthy lips. "I'm Toma. Toma Kyoya."
8 years later…
A bandaged man strode through the city streets, his hands in his pockets.
On his head, he wore a fedora cap, covering up to the top of his eyes. He wore a long trench coat, which stretched down to near his feet, and had loose baggy jeans over his bandaged legs. He wore no shirt but his chest covered by the snow white bandages which encased the rest of his body.
A rather large man was walking in his direction, a hint of his purse sticking out his coat pocket.
"Bingo…" whispered Toma, his green eyes narrowing.
He continued to walk towards the large man, keeping his hat down with one hand, and letting his other arm drape in mid-air.
As he passed, it was so quick, no one could even see, let alone notice it.
Toma's hand slipped atop the purse, and pulled it gently out the pocket, flicking it into his outstretched palm, and then shoving it into his jeans.
After getting a safe distance away, he opened the purse, and let the coins fall into his hands.
"10… 20… 30… 40… 50…" he grinned. "5000 beli in total… I did it…"
He yelled happily, and then began to rush through the streets, dodging and weaving out the way of the other citizens, towards the large, church like structure near the end of the island.
'The Sanctuary' as it was known, was a hospital and a place of worship, for those who believed in the god 'Kazaan'. Even those who were of different religion or even criminals were welcome, the church providing them with sanctuary, as it was named.
People washed their lives away, to start anew in the Sanctuary, becoming Priests or Bishops, wanting to help the place that saved them.
Toma had been in the church for eight years, serving as a Templar Knight in training.
Though, in his many years at the place, his only friend had ever been Riko.
The main reason was because he didn't want to become attached. He had a goal now - a goal that would lead him away from the church and out to the open seas, where many men have met their graves.
He was going to become a pirate. He was going to become the freest man in all the sea. He was going to become the Pirate King. And succeed where his father had failed.
He'd forgotten all spite about his father, and even forgiven to an extent. But the sea seemed to call to him.
He wanted to journey out into the deep waters, and sail into the heart of the grand line.
Little did he know, this was the start, of his story…
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