I've been working on this story for weeks now. I've changed the story at least 8 times because I couldn't choose what would be better. But I've settled down now and have a story for all you good people. Please comment what you think about this story! Oh and I'm going to make Marco younger, I know he's at least forty-two or so in the anime. But in my story, he's going to be 30.
I tried my best with this story, if I get anything wrong in this story please tell me and I'll change it as soon as I can… or when I feel like it.
Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece.
"Ah, you actually came." A woman in a wheelchair stated with mild surprise. Crewmates aboard the Moby Dick sweatdropped at the blue-haired woman. Afterall, who could be so calm when the most powerful man was glaring right down at you?
"Are you the leader of these pirates?" Whitebeard asked the blue-haired woman, gesturing to the group of tied up men behind him and beside Marco, who had his arms crossed, glaring at the woman with no trust. The woman looked at the men with impassive eyes and shook her head, earning confused looks from some of the commanders.
"But they said that you told them to cause a ruckus." Ace explained, staring at the woman with confused eyes. Were the men just lying to them? The woman didn't look like one to be above these men, but you shouldn't judge a book by its cover as the saying goes.
"Yeah, I did tell them to cause some trouble. I was trying to get your attention." She admitted, rubbing her temples as if she had a headache. "I take full responsibility for any damage they caused." She added, straightening out the pink sundress that she was wearing, ignoring the glares that she was getting.
Whitebeard eyed the golden-eyed girl and gave out a laugh, a whole-hearted one at that, shocking some of his sons. "I see…" he started, "You made them cause all this trouble just so that you could get my attention, huh?" he asked slowly, smiling in amusement when the girl nodded. "And why's that?" he asked.
Marco glared at the woman as she put a hand on her chin in thought before locking eyes with Marco and winking at him playfully, a smirk on her lips. He scoffed and turned his head away from her, not caring if he looked like some prissy girl. He heard her giggle, though it was very quiet.
"I wanted to ask if I could join your crew." She said, her eyes locking with Marco once again as Whitebeard closed his eyes in thought. He hummed slightly before opening his eyes again and looking down at the girl. She didn't seem like the type that could do any harm. Her legs looked weak and feeble and so did her arms, like she hadn't done any kind of work in her life.
"What's your name, brat?" he asked her.
Said brat tore her eyes away from Marco and looked up at Whitebeard, "My name is Faye Shrider." She introduced, giving a small smile to Whitebeard. Before he could respond, Marco did.
"That sounds like a fake name, yoi." He commented dryly, putting a hand on his hip as he glared at the blue-haired woman, now named Faye.
"Maybe it is, yoi." She deadpanned, her face impassive.
Marco scoffed again and crossed his arms, turning away from Faye, before hearing Whitebeards booming laughter.
"You brats are all so amusing in this day and age. I don't sense any type of malice from you, Faye. I don't mind you joining my family." He added, chuckling after.
Faye gave Marco a smug look, wriggling her brow at him and smiled up at Whitebeard, "Alrighty then, Pops!" she cheered and wheeled toward the ship. Haruta and Izou helped carry Faye onto the ship while she looked around at all the men surrounding the area. Most of them had distrusting eyes that burned the girl as Izou put her back into her wheelchair.
"What did I do to make everyone so hostile around me?" she asked herself, though she spoke loud enough for everyone else to hear. Many just kept eyeing her while others flinched slightly and walked away, continuing what they were doing before.
"Well, you did purposely damage a village by hiring some men to do so; just to get Pops' attention, may I remind you, yoi." Marco hissed, staring down at the woman. What she did was just selfish and dangerous, people could've gotten seriously hurt.
"I really wanted to join! Sometimes you have to do certain things to get what you want." She phrased, her golden eyes sparkling with fake determination, "Sure, I knew where you guys were, and I just wanted to get your attention the easy way." She explained, slouching back in her wheelchair and closing her eyes.
Ace frowned, "You do know that the guys you had hired could've hurt someone, right?" he asked her, ready to scold her. To his surprise the girl gave out a laugh, like she had everything already figured out.
"Don't worry. No one got hurt. I explained to everyone that the damages would be minimal and to just pretend that it was a big deal." She clarified proudly, winking at Marco again with that same smirk. Marco hissed as if the wink physically hurt him.
Ace just shrugged and walked off, leaving only Faye and Marco to themselves for the moment. "I guess I'll come talk to you guys later?" he muttered as he walked away from the duo.
"Are you trying to flirt with me or something?" he asked in a disgusted tone, glaring at the girl with angry, lazy eyes.
"No, you're so ugly that every time I look at you, my eye twitches." She deadpanned at him, winking at him again. Marco was glad that no one was around at the moment, too bad Thatch had to add himself to the picture right when Faye insulted him.
"Ooooh, she got you good." Thatch teased, elbowing Marco in the ribs. He looked at Faye with an amused look. "Nice to meet you, Faye. My name is Thatch. If you want any pranks done, come to me." He added, before looking closely at Faye's forehead.
A strange tattoo was printed on it. It represented a full moon between a waxing and waning moon. "What's with the tattoo?" he asked curiously. Faye went cross-eyed trying to look at the mark and shrugged.
"I'd rather not tell you." She voiced with honesty, making Marco narrow his eyes.
"Why would you rather not tell us?" he asked, suspiciousness lacing his tone.
"Are you going to use every little thing I say against me?" she asked, waiting for an answer from the lazy-looking man. "There are some things that I want to keep private. I'm sure you have certain things you like to keep private too." And with that she rolled away, "I'll come play with you later! And I don't mean that in a dirty way!" she exclaimed, making many onlookers stare at Marco and then her.
-Time Skip-
"So… where are you from?" Ace asked, peering at Faye through the giant wall of empty plates that used to have food on them. Faye ate a spoonful of her soup and yawned tiredly. She'd had a pretty busy day so far, meeting some of the commanders such as Haruta, Izou, and Thatch.
"I'd rather not tell you." She repeated, Marco glaring at her again and opened his mouth to repeat the question he asked earlier. "Oh, shut up. I have my reasons ok?" she grunted out, eating more of her soup.
"I'm just trying to make sure that my family is safe around you." He informed, studying the girl. Something about her threw him off and he just couldn't put his finger on it.
"Ok, I'll tell you information that I'm comfortable with you knowing." She stated, taking a deep breath, "I'm 26, I like being out in the sun, and hot baths. I don't like anything cold, breakfast, or telling personal information about my life." She rambled, huffing tiredly again and looking at everyone expectantly, "Well?"
"That doesn't really tell us anything, yoi." Marco deadpanned, his mouth in a straight line. Everyone else also nodded, she wouldn't tell them anything about where she was from, who her family was, what she was in her past life, nothing. She refused to give up anything about herself.
Faye huffed again, "I ate a devil fruit when I was 2 years old." She revealed, that impassive expression on her face again, scooping more soup into her mouth again.
"You aren't going to tell us what kind though, are you?" Thatch whined, knowing what the answer was going to be.
"No, but I will tell you one day. When I feel comfortable enough." She voiced, wheeling away from the table and leaving out the mess hall, "I'm going to take a bath now! None of you better not peek! And I do mean that in a dirty way!" she added right after, making some of the men blush.
"Did she need to let us know that?" Ace asked skeptically, sweat dropping at Faye's behavior, his cheeks filled with food.
Marco just huffed in annoyance, "I don't trust that girl something seems off about her, yoi." He grunted.
"Yeah, her love for you." Thatch answered humorously, snorting when Marco jumped at him, making him jump. Marco smiled victoriously when Thatch jumped in fear.
"I don't love Marco." A voice said behind Thatch and said commander turned around to see Faye wheeling towards them.
"Oh, 'Faye', what're you doing here?" Marco asked in a low tone, crossing his arms as he stared at the girl. "I thought you were going to take a bath?" he reminded.
"I am. I just wanted to ask if you wanted to take one with me." She specified, smirking at Marco as he gave a small blush and Thatch gave his friend an elbow in the rib. Faye gave an airy giggle, "I'm joking." She added right after, "I just came back because I need Haruta to help me bathe myself." She explained, looking over at the brown-haired woman, who nodded and followed the girl into the washroom.
Marco gave out a tired sigh and rubbed his temples as he put his head down on the table.
"She totally likes you." Thatch murmured, Marco didn't say anything though.
Sooo? How was that? Good? Bad? Plz tell me in the comments if you like this so far and what you like about it. Do I need to work on anything? Comments are very appreciated and I will comment back in the next chapter or PM you. THANK YOU!