Colors of the Sea
Warning: I own my own pirate flag and various anime memorabilia but I do not own One Piece. Obviously. Because if I did I would be rolling around in mountains of gold and sipping margaritas rather than writing fanfiction, or maybe I still would be writing this T.T I am way too geeky for my sanity.
Note to readers from captain of this fanfic:
Ye scally wags board my boat at yer own risk! Tis here is pirates expedition, we brook no rules from yah marines out there prattlin about justice and what not. Pfft if yer want a children's story go to shallow waters like the K section and if you don't like how my ship is run you can take a walk off thee plank. Now for ye men and women who are real pirates at heart welcome aboard as we set out to the high seas!
Chapter one- Into the deep
She had always loved the water even as a child it was obvious for the world to see. Her mother claimed that she learned to swim before she bothered to learn to walk; it wasn't hard for her to picture as water was like a balm on her soul, and lord knew it was fate's joke that she was born a Leo and not Pieces. So it was no surprise that the water baby grew up and became a woman, a woman who would one day become the sea itself.
The storm rolled in like any other, fast and unwelcoming. Mother Nature could be a sweet woman around company but a complete bitch when it suited her. A young woman watched as the helicopter pilot adjusted the radio. "Due east the waves are reaching twelve feet they won't be that big when the hit you but it will sure damn feel like it." roared her superior at the rest of her team trying to be heard over the storm and the helicopter.
"Mayor Rodney's son Alec decided it would be a good day for a pleasure cruise! Or maybe he decide a class B storm would be what it took to finally get Kylie's attention, either way we're stuck pulling his ass out of fire so gear up ladies and ship out!" he continued getting chuckles and agreements from her team as they jostled around pulling on their emergency gear. The commander had been joking but she wouldn't really put it past a dick like Alec to pull something like this.
It was something of a joke between her team that Alec had fell head over heels in love with her when she rescued him and a couple of buddies from a sailing trip gone wrong 2 summers ago. Ever since he had been trailing her around asking for a date and buying her gifts, her family thought he was sweet and she just thought he was a stalker. But stalker or no, as a part of the coast guard it was her job to rescue anyone who was stranded by the sea. It only took ten minutes air time to get to the boat being batter by waves.
Alec, the idiot, was out on deck trying to keep control of the sails. "Alright Terrance, Vic, and Kylie are going down Sarah and I will stay up here to man the copter. Remember no dawdling this is a B –class storm. Get in and get the fuck out before those waves get any fucking bigger Capishe?" Her team stood and gave salute "Capash Capitan!" they intoned in unison, the captain twitched in irritation. "Alright you sorry sacs of scum get going before I kick your asses!" Captain roared and they leapt out of the helicopter repelling down into the sea.
After hitting the waves she assigned tasks "Terrance you get to play hero to the blonde bimbo of the week, Victoria stay here and keep the basket steady when boss sends it down, I'll go get the royal pain in our ass. Move out." Her team laughed and went to work. The swim to the boat was hard on me and Terrance. So they both knew it would be neigh impossible for the Civilians. Climbing onto the boat she signaled to Terrance where the blonde was hiding from the storm by the stern of the boat and began to make my way to were Alec was futilely trying to steer the ship.
"Alec! It is time to go!" She yelled and Alec swerved to face me desperate "If I can just turn the boat around the wind could get us back to shore!" the fool of the hour yelled. She grabbed him by the arm and began pulling him to the edge of the deck "There is no fucking time Alec! We need to go now before the actual storm hits us and not just the shock waves!" she yelled and that seemed to dawn with frightening clarity onto Alec's small brain but he still struggled to get away when she tried to pull him off the ship "I can't George is here, I can't just leave him!" Alec shouted back. She gapped at him. George? Her George?
(George was Australian Shepard puppy she had fallen in love with on their one and only date. Alec had bought him to try to regain her admiration after he had stupidly flirted with the store clerk when he thought she wasn't looking? When she still said no Alec kept George as he joked to his father to remind himself of the one that got away. Her team often joked that George had as close to a joint custody arrangement as a pet could get because her apartment didn't allow pets and she refuse to let Alec take care of her dog.)
"You brought George with you into the middle of a storm!?"She didn't doubt it but she wanted to hear his excuse "The news didn't say it was going to be this big! Besides it was Des that wanted to bring him!" He shouted back as Terrance finally reached them half carrying who I assumed was 'Des', the newest in Alec's string of one week girlfriends. She glared whole heartedly at Alec before she shoved him on Terrance.
"The asshole brought George too, do you think you can get these too back to the basket?" she asked tightly and Terrance pursed his mouth in fury but nodded as he grabbed Alec too. "I'll be back with my dog, meet you there." She called before rushing to the door to the engine room where George slept when on ship. George was barking and tugging on the leash when she hurried in; with a quick slash of the standard issue pocket knife he was undone.
"Common George we are going to swim for the basket just like we practiced, OK?" she told him as she wrapped what was left of the leash around her hand and pulled him onto the deck. The practice that she had referred to was Alec' Olympic sized swimming pool on the whirlpool setting when George had been a puppy, Alec though it would be cute to train her dog to do her job. Kylie was not amused when she found out but hey at least her puppy could swim.
Within 3 bounds she and George were off the desk and swimming towards Terrance and Victoria. "Vic get in the fucking basket! Terrance get ready to haul George in!" she yelled still swimming and the two scramble to follow my orders. The basket was much closer to the ship then before. Which was the complete opposite of a good thing, vaguely she could see Alec shouting worriedly from the copter, and she assumed 'Des' was up too.
That was good not much time left before we hit the real edge of the storm. She and George made it to the basket within minutes and Terrance quickly shoved him in. "Good dog." Vic said as she grabbed George's collar "You too Terrance." Kylie urged Terrance look like he wanted to argue but got in just the same. She didn't know how she knew it but she felt it in her bones that the real waves would hit before the basket could be lowered back down.
The boom of a wave smashing the sailboat was the only warning she received of her dead-on perception. Before water crashed over her head dimly she watched as Alec screamed and tried to jump for her only to be held in place by an unforgiving Terrance. Saved your life didn't I? Just like I promised in boot camp even though you swore you would never forgive me if you had to be saved by a girl of all things. She thought with a laugh before the waves swept her away.
Yo -ho,
Haul together,
Hoist the colors high.
Heave - ho,
Thieves and beggars,
Never shall we die.
The king and his men
Stole the queen from her bed
And bound her in her Bones.
The seas be ours
And by the powers
Where we will we'll roam.
Yo- ho,
Haul together,
Hoist the colors high.
Heave- ho,
Thieves and beggars,
Never shall we die.
Some men have died
And some are alive
And others sail on the sea
With the keys to the cage...
And the Devil to pay
We lay to Fiddler's Green!
Yo- ho,
Haul together,
Hoist the colors high.
Heave ho,
Thieves and beggars,
Never shall we die.
The bell has been raised
From it's watery grave...
Do you hear it's sepulchral tone?
We are a call to all,
Pay head the squall
And turn your sail toward home!
Yo-ho,
Haul together,
Hoist the colors high.
Heave ho,
Thieves and beggars,
Never shall we die