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Well...this is my first fanfiction, so do forgive me if it isn't to your liking, or you find anything wrong. So...enjoy, i guess? And FYI, the story starts just after Water 7.
Disclaimer : I do not own One Piece nor do I have the desire to. One Piece is only awesome because it is Oda sensei's creation.
Ten years ago, in the Goa Kingdom in East Blue, three kids wrecked havoc all across the island. Ten years later, they continued to do so, albeit on a scale much larger than a single island, and threw the world into utter chaos.
Somewhere in the skies of the Grandline, a cloaked figure sat atop a large white eagle, a rolled up newspaper in her hands.
She loved chaos. It made her work so much more enjoyable.
Flipping the newspaper she had earlier obtained from a News Coo, she quickly found the bounty posters that were updated every week of two. Picking up the topmost one, a bounty of 300 million proudly displayed itself underneath a picture of a teenager smiling goofily with a straw hat sitting on his head. She clicked her tongue, curious as to how this particular rookie had managed to triple his bounty in such a short time….well whatever, she'd find out when she reads the paper. She quickly sifted through the posters, noting the number of newly released posters were a tad more than the usual two or three. Guess the worst generation has been keeping the marines on their toes, which in her case, was a good thing, since them keeping the marines busy meant she wouldn't have as many coming after her. Not that she minded much, though. Self-proclaimed entertainments were always welcomed. Setting the bounties aside, she returned her focus to the newspaper, the headlines catching her attention immediately.
WHITEBEARD PIRATES SECOND DIVISION COMMANDER FIREFIST ACE CAPTURED
She froze.
Wait...what?
She blinked and looked again. The headlines stared back at her, proving in large, bold lettering that she wasn't hallucinating.
She scanned the paragraphs of words below, her figure tensing as she continued to read. When she finally read the last word, the paper was already scrunched up from her clenched fingers.
Blackbeard...Marshall D. Teach.
She knew there was something wrong with the bastard when she'd met him years ago, but she never thought he was such a rat.
To betray the strongest man alive...the rat had guts, that's much was given.
But the rat is tempting fate…The waves will churn, and he will be in the heart of it.
No longer interested in the rest of the news, she stuffed it into a satchel strapped onto the side of her eagle, Oru. Giving the bird a few pats on the head, she pulled out a small glass sphere with a small piece of paper inside. "Head North, girl. It's time we returned to the Grand Line."
-=v=-
Marineford was a complete warzone, pirates and marines were fighting, and captain's and admiral's were staring down each other.
From the Moby Dick's bow, Whitebeard had a clear view of Ace kneeling on the scaffold, his face lined with concern for his brothers and sisters who were fighting to take him back.
At least he didn't look too wounded, the captain noted. All things considered, it could have been worse.
Marco was next to him, opting to stay by his captain instead of going into battle since he wasn't really needed. Not now, at least.
"We're coming to a stand still, yoi." Keen eyes swept across the bay area, observing the many fights playing out.
"Unless a miracle happens, once the admirals take action we'll be on the losing side."
Whitebeard merely grunted in reply. He knew. But though life continued to tell him that trying to save Ace was a lost cause, he prefered to hope. His son was a D., and D.'s were known to be miracle workers.
Something told him said miracle would be happening soon.
Not that he was going to divulge this particular information, mind you.
And then, Luffy happened.
-=v=-
Luffy was pretty convinced that Lady Luck hated him.
First off, Ace got captured. Then his crew was separated by that bear-guy-with-beams. And he got sent to that place with lots of women and Hancock helped him sneak into Impel Down. He had gotten poisoned to near death(or so he was told), and when he finally reached Lvl 6 he had just missed Ace. Fine, whatever. He'd just chase after. No biggie. They'd reached Marineford a short while after the war started, and then some genius decided to make a freaking ice wall which placed them a couple hundred feet above the ground.
And now they were free falling, courtesy of gravity, towards a large pool of seawater in a supposedly iced over bay. He went down screaming his head off and drew the attention of every person in the vicinity.
So NOT fun.
And the next thing he knew, he was lying on the ice gulping for air.
He'd barely had time to recover, and then that stupid sand croc had gone and attacked that giant ossan with the really cool moustache. He was still dripping wet anyway, so Luffy kicked him out of the way. The giant ossan was Ace's captain after all. Ace liked him and he did not hesitate to shout that fact out. And then he told him about the marines change of plans before taking off onto the battlefield, his sights focused on Ace and only Ace. Everything happened so fast it was a blur in his mind. Not that there was anything important. The only thing that mattered was getting to his nii-chan, no matter what stood in his their Grandpa.
Luffy glared at his grandfather who stood on the path Inazuma had created, preventing him from reaching Ace. He wanted to punch his way through, but at the same time, he didn't want to hurt his Grandpa. His confliction showed, but Garp stood his ground, though it pained him greatly to do so.
"Luffy, I consider you...my enemy!" Their fists met, and Garp dropped to the ground below.
I can only do this much... please, Luffy, save your brother.
Save Ace.
-=v=-
He was free.
Running with all his might, Ace couldn't help the one thought that kept flashing through his mind.
He was free.
And it was all because of Luffy. Looking at him out of the corner of his eye, Ace only felt his heart swell with pride. It had only been a few months since they ran into each other in Alabasta, yet his little brother had grown so much. Ace couldn't keep the grin off his face as he fell back into old fighting styles that only worked with Luffy, both brothers matching each other step for step as they fought their way through enemy ranks.
He could almost smell his freedom.
Just a little more, and he'd be home free.
But then things just took a dive south-way.
One of the admirals, Akainu gave pursuit, intent on ridding the world of two devil childs.
He knew he wouldn't be able to catch up, so he took to insulting the Whitebeard Pirates, and more specifically, Whitebeard.
And that was something Ace wasn't gonna take lying down.
He stopped running and turned.
"Don't make fun of the man who saved my life! The name of this era is 'Whitebeard'!"
Magma and fire clashed.
In the back of his mind, he registered Jinbei yelling at Luffy as he stumbled.
Pushing himself onto his knees, Ace glared at Akainu, who seemed to be looking at something else.
He was still facing him, so what could he be... Ace's eyes widened in horror.
Luffy!
Akainu charged, his magma covered fist pulled back, ready to put a hole through Dragon's son.
His fist came down swift and hard onto the unknowing teenager.
But instead of hitting flesh, he was met with cool metal.
"Not today, Admiral."
Ace isn't dead. I repeat, Ace isn't dead. I love him too much to kill him. Someone saved him.
Akainu is not a happy Admiral.
Well what do I care about him?
Read and review, please?
I'd really appreciate it.
Ps. I know there's a little flaw in there. Don't mind it. This is the third (or fourth) time I'm uploading this but it's still there. I swear the original document doesn't have it.