By Lady Kasha
Warnings: Boys eventually kissing…does lead to more stories
One Piece is not mine. It is the great and powerful Eiichiro Oda.
Prologue
The Marine Captain sighed again looking out to the ship that was docked just on the horizon of the island they were stationed to guard. The Silver Moon was a legendary pirate vessel, having them off shore did not mean trouble. The crew was a basically a group of bounty hunters who did not like some of the laws. The Marine Captain knew the forces stationed here did not stand a chance. Also the ship was technically out of their jurisdiction range. The call to headquarters had been tiresome. Basically, they were to sit there and watch. Though babysitting the ship on the horizon was not marine procedure. Not that is was an ugly ship, far from it.
The ship was docked just behind the rocks. It was a rather large ship with dark blue sails that blended into the starlit night sky. The flag had no jolly-roger. Instead it had a crescent moon that seemed to shine regardless of time. The ship is shaped like a filled half moon, a perfect circle. Three huge sails stand over the deck, the largest centered in the middle of the ship. The main deck is rounded to perfection, three hundred and sixty degrees of the sturdiest wood. The higher two decks are off centered toward the aft and are the base for the third sail.
The ship is strong. The captain has a large bounty on her head. The marine crinkled the poster of the face she was to arrest. The marine snorted. Was it really that hard to get a descent picture? The one that lay on the table now a little bent was one of the worst in the history of the World Government. Captain Elizabeth also known as Blue Ocelot, allegedly she looked catlike when armed. She was worth a hundred million belli. The price did not seem to fit the bounties she turned in…she supposedly turned in. Her picture was a profile shot with her face covered in blood. One would think with all the havoc she has caused some one would have a better picture. You could not even tell how old she was. All you could really see was her left eye and that smile. How could anyone be so happy to be covered in blood?
Her hair was blue. Her eyes were a golden brown. She was known for wearing white and blue. She carried two swords at all times. She had turned in over a billion Belli's worth of bounties. For some reason the Marine hoped she would never have to meet her.