Gill couldn't possibly wait until the next morning to head out after the pirates that had attacked his village. He couldn't bear just sitting around, thinking that every second he wasted the pirates that had raided his home were just getting farther and farther away. His brother still hadn't woken up, but Gill knew Kenji could take care of himself . Gill packed up all the food and water from his house, and stuffed it in his small fishing boat. When he was done, there was a very small portion of the boat that he could actually sit in. In fact, the boat was barely floating, and if Gill hadn't been in good shape, he probably wouldn't have been able to row the boat very far.
It was late at night, and Gill was exhausted. His brain wanted to keep going, but his arms disagreed. He dropped a small anchor from the bow of the boat, laid back among his food supplies, and quickly drifted off into a deep sleep.
Gill awoke feeling refreshed. He rummaged around in his supply bags for awhile before finally deciding on what to eat. He felt stupid, but Gill couldn't help but thinking about where his family was, and what they were eating, if they were getting to eat at all. He forced himself out of his thoughts, remembering that every second he wasted was a second his family would have to pay. So he began to row.
It was noon. The sun viciously beat down upon Gill, and he was glad lunch had come as an excuse for a break. It was so hot that at first he thought the ship that was approaching him was a mirage. But as it came closer, he saw it was very real. The ship wasn't big, but it was impressive. The front of the boat had a figurehead in the shape of a red dragon, and the sides of the boat were gracefully carved. It loomed high over Gill's little fishing boat as it quickly ate up the distance between the two ships. Gill put down his sandwich and grabbed the oars, ready to start going backward if the boat didn't stop. If the ship continued, it would crush Gill's boat. Thankfully, before Gill had to start heading backwards, the boat dropped anchor, coming to a full stop. Gill let out a deep breath, but quickly sucked it back in again when a man in all black jumped from the dragons. The man did two summersaults in midair, then landed on Gill's boat. The small vessel didn't even move. Gill scooted back in the boat as far as he could, and was about to politely ask the man why he had felt the need to fly onto his boat instead of yell like a normal person, when the man in black spoke. He had a mask that only left a slit for his eyes, so his speech was slightly muffled.
"We would like to borrow some of your supplies; we are running very low at the moment."
"There's an island real close to here. With your ship, you could make it there by the end of today." Gill said coolly, getting over the shock of this random visitor.
"Well, our captain would prefer to not waste time in a port. He likes to get to his destinations fast." The man in black said, staring directly into Gill's eye's.
"Jump back up to your ship and tell your captain that patience is a virtue." Gill realized he was asking for a fight, but he could tell he was going get one whatever he did. The man in black stood up straight, and pulled a slightly curved sword off his back. It had been going straight down his back, making it invisible to Gill. He leaped forward, sword back, ready to strike, when Gill put his arm out and yelled "Shock-Shock Bolt!"
A bolt of electricity shot from Gill's hand, hitting the attacker directly in the chest. The man in black jolted around like he was having a seizure, then fell backward into the water. There was a splash... then silence. Gill started rowing around the boat, trying to get away, when hsssss, thunk, hssss, thunk. Two knives had buried themselves deep into the front and back of Gill's boat. Ropes were strung to the knives, and suddenly Gill's boat began to rise out of the water.
Gill frantically looked around for something to cut the ropes with, but there was nothing in sight. He desperately tried to rip the knives out of his boat. Just when he thought one was budging, it was too late. His small boat was hauled onto the deck by two lines of the men in black pulling the ropes. The men now drew their swords, and broke out of their lines. Gill did a quick count and thought there was about thirty; he had no chance. Never the less, Gill was going down fighting. He was about to blast the men with all the electricity he had when he heard a faint "Gum-Gum Rocket!"
Before Gill or the men had anytime to compute what that meant, a boy wearing a straw hat had landed in the middle of the men, crushing two with his feet. The seemingly random boy then jumped backward so he was standing on his hands, he then twisted his arms together, so they looked almost like one arm. Just as the men in black had recovered and began to charge toward the boy, he released. "Gum-Gum Tornado!" His legs swung around and around, seeming about ten times longer than normal.
This was not a normal boy. In about five seconds he had totaled the entire ship. All the men in black were either knocked out on the ground, or crawling away from the boy in the straw hat. The boy then turned to face Gill, and began to speak. "How about sharing some of that meat?"
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Author's Note : Hurray! Someone besides an OC appears! Hopefully Chapter 3 will be up soon. Please review my story, telling me if you like my OC's, or if you liked my story, or if you thought it was bad, or whatever! Please review so I'll know what you think!
Disclaimer : I don't own One Piece, blah, blah, you know this stuff!
