Hi there, this is my first fanfic. Hope you guys enjoy it!
This is more of reviving an old story that I stumbled across.
Onto the first chapter!
Disclaimer - I do NOT own one piece
Chapter 1 Enter the Trio
Somewhere along North Blue on a small island named Cruz Island, a trio of brothers were in an old clubhouse doing what they do best, nothing. Their clubhouse was along the beach away from the main village. The youngest one, Dylan, was sitting on a pathetically made wood chair reading a newspaper while the middle brother, Devon was sleeping on the floor. The oldest, Draken, was staring out the window into the ocean pondering something.
Dylan was 17, had short spiky black hair and was the second tallest. He wore a green camouflage shirt which was slightly unbuttoned revealing part of his chest with a three-quarter blue jeans and black sandals. He also sported a silver earring on his left ear.
Devon was 20, had long curvy black hair up to his shoulders and was the largest of the three. He had no shirt which showed off perfectly toned upper torso and wore long black pants with matching shoes. He had a tattoo of an anti-marine logo on his back.
Draken was 21, had short black hair and covered by a dark red cap. He wore a collared white T-shirt with a chinese red dragon artwork running along the back to the front and pair of dark blue jeans. The T-shirt was fully unbuttoned and the collars were flipped upwards. He also wore dark red and white sneakers.
The three of them wore a silver chain with a D pendant.
"HOLYSHIT!" Dylan suddenly shouted getting up from his chair.
"Huh what?" Devon grumpily sat up. Raising an eyebrow, Draken turned around and looked at the 17 year-old.
Dylan started waving the newspaper "I knew it! I knew they weren't dead!"
"What are you blabbering on about brat?" Devon uninterestedly asked laying back down. He was upset his precious nap was interrupted by such a random outburst.
"The strawhats, they're back!" he continued to wave the papers around.
"Strawhat Luffy even got a raise in his bounty. It's 400 million now." He announced after plucking out a wanted poster.
"400 million you say?" Draken answered. That's odd, he just returned and they bumped up his bounty by 100 million. His escape from that war 2 years ago must've infuriated the higher ups in marine HQ.
"Yup check it out." Dylan then proceeded to make a paper aeroplane of the poster and attempted to fly it out to his oldest sibling.
Sadly it flew off course and out the window. The three of them sweat dropped in silence as they watched it fly away.
"What an idiot." Devon mumbled under his breath while Draken nodded and silently agreed.
"What was that you slob?" an embarrassed Dylan demanded crumpling the papers in his hand.
"You heard what I said brat." grinned Devon. Dylan tossed the posters aside as he pounced on his nemesis and all hell broke loose in the cabin.
Draken sighed as he picked up the papers and read it. Other than the return of Strawhat, nothing much has happened.
After sometime he had enough of the noise from their scuffle and decided to end it.
"Ok you two, break it up." he said announced.
Fight continues…
"Hey Devon, Dylan knock it off." a vein on the side of his head started to throb.
Nothing…
"I said ENOUGH!" he roared.
"Ouch!" cried Dylan as a punch came down on his head and Devon was launched out the open window by a beautiful kick.
The youngest brother was all teary eyed with a comically large bump on his head. After a few moments, the door slammed open with the grumpy Devon stomping back in. Draken noticed something in his hand.
"You always go easier on that brat you know that." he grumbled as he tossed the object at Draken's head.
"Well you are the older one so you should learn a little more restraint." Draken casually caught the crumpled up paper and proceeded to open it. So Strawhat Luffy's bounty really did increase to 400 million.
Dylan stuck his tongue out at Devon but before another brawl could start, the oldest brother shot a deadly glare at the two. Dylan gave him a cheeky grin while the other glared back.
"So today's the day guys. Soak up whatever you can of this miserable shed cause most likely we'll never return." Draken quietly announced.
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"Right, let's get going. Mom's probably waiting for us at the docks." Devon broke the silence after a minute or two.
Dylan proceeded to pick up the pathetic chair he was sitting on before.
"Hey Dylan, are you really bringing that chair?" Draken questioned.
Dylan just quietly nodded as he picked up his other belongings.
Devon and Draken gathered their bags and left for the docks. Dylan stared at the shed for a few more seconds. Grinning, he turned around and chased after his brothers.
As they neared the docks, the layout of a sail boat came into sight. It was rather large, big enough to fit about ten people comfortably. In the front was the head of a white wolf and the sails was an odd light grey colour. The design was rather antique like, clearly not from this decade. It had a plain Jolly Roger waving on the top of the mast. Clearly it was yet to be redesigned.
"There's the WinterWolf. Weird and yet awesome!" said Dylan as he grinned.
"Yeap, that's dad for you. Not only is he a great inventor, he even built this ship for us all those years ago." agreed Draken.
"Alright shut up!" Devon suddenly snapped. He clenched his fists tightly.
"Chill Dev, he's our dad." Dylan replied, though he understood his brother's anger.
"So? I don't give a damn about that pathetic excuse for a man!" he shouted again.
"That's enough Devon! You will be able to confront him soon enough." Draken said sternly and Devon finally calmed down.
"Yea as pirates. That's gonna be awesome!" Dylan said as he got excited again. His casual attitude managed to relieve the tension in the air.
They reached the docks and walked up to the WinterWolf. From behind they heard some sniffing as they turned around and saw a teary eyed woman approaching them. The woman, Jessy seemed very motherly.
"Hey mom, how are you holding up? Don't worry about us too much alright. I'll definitely keep an eye on these two." Draken said reassuringly.
"Yes I know, but a mother can't help worrying! I'm gonna miss you rascals." Jessy complained.
"Aww come on ma, don't be sad. Soon you'll be seeing our names in the news anyways and maybe even some wanted posters. Just like pops! Oh and later on we're planning to meet up with him on the Grand Line. I really can't wait for that." Dylan said as he smiled happily.
"Oh my babies are going out to sea. Dylan did you pack your special bag? Devon your kenrods? And how about food? Food is essential out there." She nagged.
"There she goes again. Yea mom we are all set up and ready to go. See I got bruto and trituradora right here with me." Devon replied as he tapped the weapons along his waist. They were like kendo sticks but were made of metal instead.
She sighed as she hugged and kissed them all goodbye. The three of them marched up the boat and got ready for departure.
After settling their stuff they walked over to the rear railing to give their mom one last goodbye.
"By the way boys, if you do see your father out there. Be sure to send him my regards." she said in a very dark tone. The sweetness had all but disappeared and there was a very menacing aura about her.
The three boys gulped as Draken silently signalled Devon to set sail. Without hesitation he lifted up the anchor.
The boat started to leave the docks as their mom snapped back to her sweet nature and announced "I love you three!"
"Love you too ma!" Dylan replied sighing internally.
Suddenly, he noticed a small bag at her feet. He panicked and felt his pockets frantically. His finger suddenly went through a hole and he snapped back to his mother.
"Ma I dropped the bag!" he shouted. He pointed on the ground next to her. Reacting on instinct she grabbed the black bag and threw it as hard as she could at them.
Dylan stretched as far as he could over the edge but it wasn't enough.
The fool wouldn't Draken cursed. But just as he feared the boy leapt off the railing to catch the bag.
"Shittttt!"
"Idiot!" the other two yelled as Devon tossed his kenrods to Draken and leaped in.
Minutes later Dylan was lying down on the deck struggling to regain his breath.
"Whoa that was close, I nearly drowned! Thanks Dev." he said between breaths.
"Damnit man, how stupid can u be?" and Devon smacked his head.
"Well, at least I got the bag. So no harm right?" and he started laughing. Suddenly he felt a deadly aura around him and his happy laughter turned into a nervous one.
"I'm sorryyyy!"
His mother watched helplessly as they flung him overboard again. Trio of brats she sighed as she walked away into her now quiet empty house.
Author's Notes
Bruto – brute
Trituradora– Crusher
They are Spanish words. Oh and his moves will all be Spanish.
I used luffy's bounty just to put a timeline in the story. I'll probably use the news from the manga to keep a timeline for this story in a way.
By the way the 2 diff fonts have meaning:
Names of weapons and attacks.
Inner thoughts.
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