Chapter One
"Nice Story Dreher but your young Demetriou Lydie is seventeen today, I love the story and every time you tell it I get goose bumps, but really you need to stop." The bartender at the Kokoa Tavern, Julieanne, say to poor Dreher Otho on his foster daughter's birthday.
The once young Mayor had aged by fourteen years, his once pure rusty hair has gone grey, his eyes from the sea migrated to a dirty river, his face kept it's weariness, and he still wore a similar suit as Black Leg Sanji. He's goes home stumbling from his drunkenness not ready to celebrate his daughter's birthday. Dreher Otho usually doesn't fear anything, although it was Lydie's seventeenth birthday the day most pirates set sail. Being a pirate was Lydie's biggest dream, but she seems to be avoiding the thought of it recently. He was worrying that she would leave with no warning whatsoever. He walks into the house ready to fake it all.
"Hey old man. . . Are you drunk!" A new seventeen year old screams when her father walks through the door smelling like booze.
"Look Lydie you aren't allowed to leave the island ever I don't want my little girl to leave." Otho said slurring most of his words.
"I was never planning on it, I learned how to fight to protect the village, nothing more." Lydie said looking even more irritated
"Well then come let's eat your special dinner Julieanne made. . .for. . .you, I forgot it." Otho said
"Your lucky I already made dinner." Lydie said as they sat down to eat
Chapter Two
"Young Miss, the President of the island is ready to see you now. . .Miss?" The servant man said calling for the visitor of the Cruco Island President
The girl was around twenty-three, her hair a golden brown, her eyes a deep brown, her skin a middle tan. She wore a deep blue tank top with a black jacket overtop it with shorts going down to mid-thigh. A flowery tattoo went from ankle to just a little above the pant line. Her hair stopped mid-back but was pulled up to reveal the mark of the Sea Devils on her jacket. The servant froze when he saw the mark.
"Excuse me. . . Who is this girl in this picture?" The woman asked pointing to a picture of a young girl with pitch black hair, with grass green eyes, and adorable freckles against her pale skin. The girl was around ten. "Who is it?"
"Oh. . .uh. . .uhh. . .that's Demetriou Lydie daughter of Dreher Otho the Mayor of Kokoa Village, but I wouldn't go there that town has the worst of luck." The servant said "Now, the President will see you now."
The woman followed the servant as they walked through large doors fit for a King.
"Dora, my love welcome to Cruco!" The President said as she came into sight