Chapter One
A newborn child cries echoed through the room. The mother smiled tiredly. After washing, the crying child was passed to his mother. The woman was a beauty. Even though glistening drops of sweat drops rolled down her forehead, her beauty overtook her exhausted state. Her aqua like hair rolled down to her arms, warm brown eyes shone with joy and happiness. The white sheets did nothing to cover her attractiveness.
"Congratulations Miss Maya! It's a healthy boy. What would you name the child?" the doctor replied.
The mother looked at her crying son. There was patch of his mother's hair at the top of his head, his eyes closed but the most distinct feature was a small red ball instead of a nose.
"He got it from his father." The mother thought fondly.
The mother cradled her son gently. The child feeling the warmth calms down. Maya chuckled. She gently stroked his head.
"I shall name him after his father. Buggy D Clown. He will continue the will of D." Maya declared.
"The will of D?" asked the doctor.
Maya only shake her head.
"I have feeling that he will make the world more interesting."
After 11 years
In East blue, The Dawn Island stood tall proudly. The island was slowly inhabited by people. The Goa kingdom was slowly forming. A small boat was towing towards this island. In There sat a woman and a child.
"Mum, why do we have to move one island to another island?" buggy whined.
"Why? Because-"Maya got cut off.
"Life is short so why not explore? You already told me that but with your condition, your only making it worst. Why don't we just settle somewhere so that somebody takes a look at your illness?" I pleaded. His Beautiful and strong mother was withering away. Her pale face and the coughing was getting worst.
"Come on buggy, I always see excitement on your face whenever we sail away. Uh uh" she chided me when I tried to interrupt. "What you thought I didn't know? That would make a bad mother. Besides I like sailing away with my favorite son."
I deadpanned. "I am your only son."
She waved her hand. "You know you remind me of your father".
I kept quiet. I always wanted to know about my father but my mum always shake off my questions. It was only always times like this when she opened her feelings. I only know that my father was a pirate and he sailed away when I started to walk.
"Your father was the most obnoxious bastard I had ever the pleasure to meet."
"Mum I think you're overreacting'' I sweatdroped.
"But he was an honorable man. He was a captain of his crew. His crew respected and he treated them equally. The crazy old goose wanted the most bizarre adventure meaning the grand line." She chuckled. "I told him he was crazy but that slippery bastard stole my heart and made me believe in him. You have his gleam of eagerness whenever someone mentioned the seas."
I looked across the sea in our small boat. It rocked gently forth and back. She was right. From childhood whenever came across an island I always was the first one to search every edge and corner of it. The exhilaration and adrenaline always brought me a sense of adventure. And once I discovered every nook and cranny, there's always a discomfort in my mind. I couldn't find peace and there was an itch for new adventure. I slashed the waters and it created ripples. The water and scent of sea always brought inner peace towards me. I was amazed by the observation of my mum.
"Buggy look an island!" she pointed towards the island. "I have a good about this island."
"Last time you said that we were almost eaten by cannibals. Before that attacked by wild animals and-"I counted on my fingers.
"Alright! Alright! You proved your point but I have special feeling this time." She grinned.
I sighed. Please let this island be peaceful and god save us from any misfortune. But God had already a plan for us.