Me: I've decided to make a bonus chapter seeing as I did not really tell you anything about Mirim and her origins. So here ya go! A second part of chapter one!

Disclaimer: I own nothing except Mirim!


"Pops! Pops!" Whitebeard emerged from the captain's quarters and walked briskly out on deck where he saw his crew crowding around something. As soon as they see their captain they open a path for him to see a fifteen year old Marco holding a green haired woman with Jozu behind him. The woman held a scythe in her right hand and in the other she held a bundle.

"Maya! What's going on?" Whitebeard boomed. The woman, Maya, opened her golden eyes.

"Whitebeard." She smiled. Whitebeard was shocked. What could have reduced this woman to this?

"I thought you were to give birth today?" he boomed. The woman nodded slowly and gazed at the bundle in her arm with half lidded eyes.

"I did. Isn't she beautiful?" she moved her arm a little showing Marco, Jozu and Whitebeard who was now kneeling beside Maya the child inside the bundle. It was a healthy looking girl with slightly darker eyes than her mother and she had a dark green lock at the top of her head. Her big amber eyes focused on Whitebeard before she squealed and reached out for him.

"Take them to my room! And you Thatch! Call the doctor." he ordered Marco and Jozu. Jozu carefully picked up Maya and her scythe while Marco gently took the child out of her arms.

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The doctor examined Maya and the child thoroughly and then went outside the room, where Whitebeard, Marco and Jozu waited for him.

"She's lost too much blood. She won't make it. She has an hour at most." The doctor shook his head sadly and walked away. The three men entered and found Maya lying in the bed on her side stroking the child's head gently. Then she noticed the men and beckoned them over.

"Whitebeard… can you take care of her… and raise her for me?" she asked weakly.

"What are you talking about? Do it yourself!" Whitebeard said gruffly. The woman chuckled.

"I'm not stupid Whitebeard. I know I won't… make it through the day…" she coughed as whitebeard grabbed a chair and sat down beside the bed.

"What exactly happened Maya?" Maya turned on her back and stared at the ceiling. "The marines found me as I gave birth. My brother and his wife tried to protect me but they both died. As you can see… I didn't get away unscathed... and the bleeding didn't stop after I gave birth either… and that didn't help…" Maya's body shook with uncontrollable coughs and then she wiped her mouth and examined her hand which had blood on it.

"Whitebeard… I leave her in your care."

"… What's her name?" Whitebeard finally asked.

"I and Kouji thought that if it was a boy… we would name him Miroku… if it was a girl… it would be Mirim…" she took a deep breath. Whitebeard opened his mouth but she cut him off.

"Kazemi P. Mirim. This scythe is her legacy along with the blood that flows in her veins. She is my heir, and without doubt, freedom will be the first to flourish inside of her. Treat her as your own, please… but don't let her ever forget what she is…" Maya had started strong, but now words were failing her.

"Please, dear fried… let me be alone with her for a while…" Maya pleaded and Whitebeard nodded before he exited the room.

Maya turned on her side again and just stared at her daughter Mirim.

"I don't really know what to say… except that I hope you won't remember this day… It would be horrible to have this imprinted on your memory… but the words I hope you'll remember." She said weakly. Mirim cooed and smiled holding her hands out trying to reach her mother. Maya smiled sadly and lifted her hand letting her child grasp it tightly. Maya then noticed that she was crying.

"Silly me, crying in front of you on such a wonderful day. This has been my best day in my whole life. I gave birth to you… I gave you life. I've never been so happy." She gently removed her hand from her daughter's ones and gently stroked her head.

"I just wish that I… that I could stay with you… and watch you grow… I wish I could see you fall in love and have children… to see you lead a happy life… but I can't." Maya sobbed quietly as she felt her strength ebbing out.

"Be strong Mirim. Always smile. Don't let anything stop you from smiling. Become a daughter of Whitebeard… Find love… Protect… You're the fifth in our lineage… make sure it continues and does not end with you… I love you and… We… the first four… will always watch over you… don't you ever forget that." Maya smiled through her tears as she watched her own daughter break out in a big smile before she closed her eyes and her hand fell from Mirims head and onto the bed beside her daughter who grabbed her hand again with her tiny ones.

Outside Whitebeard had heard the whole thing and when the room turned silent he opened the door fast but silently as not to startle the child. There Maya lay on his bed, his white sheets slowly turning red. Her hair spread out around her and she looked so peaceful with that smile on her face. Marco and Jozu followed him in and watched as their captain handed them the child.

"Take care of her and find some port! We have to find a nurse." He growled as Marco took the child. "Get out!" he glared and the two did as told. That was the first time Whitebeard cried since he became a pirate.

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"Marco-nii-chan!" A six year old Mirim called running around on the deck looking for said pirate. She climbed up on the railing to get a better view over the deck but then found herself losing her balance and falling backwards. But before she fell down a hand grabbed her foot.

"Geeze you're going to be the death of me." Marco sighed as he hauled her up and carried her to her room next to Whitebeards.

"No no no! I wanted to go help you in the village today!" she jumped out of his arms and grinned before she ran down the corridor and up on the deck again.

"Next time Mirim." He said and grabbed the back of her collar and put her into her room. "I'll get you a doll okay? And I'll make you a small scythe of wood too eh?" the girl nodded before she went over to a big box that she opened and rummaged through. Marco had to dodge various teddy bears, dolls, toy guns and toy swords before Mirim ran up to him with a tiny pouch of gold.

"Could you get me some candy too?" she asked and he nodded taking her pouch and walked out. Mirim knew though, that he would not use her gold.

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Yawn…

A twelve year old Mirim sat at the top of the mast tired as hell. Still she kept her smile because even though she was tired she had woken up early to witness this. The sunrise. When they had been on land once she had woken up for no reason and saw the sunrise. Now she had woken up only to see if there was any difference when they were out in the open sea. She was glad she had decided to do this. It was much more beautiful with only the sky and ocean as the scenery around it.

"Hey! Mirim-chan! Why are ye awake this early in the mornin'?" she looked down and saw Marshall D. Teach. She stood up and jumped grabbing a hold of a loose rope and swung down to him.

"Don't do that. Ya'll give me a heart attack." He laughed.

"Sorry Teach. You know I like to swing around freely." She joked and yawned again.

"I bet ya are tired. Ya better get some rest so ya won't turn narcoleptic on us." They both broke out into howling laughter before Mirim silently sneaked back to her room.

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"Pops, who is he? He managed to beat Jimbei-nii up pretty badly." Mirim asked Whitebeard as she saw a young man with orange hat and black hair stand up against Jimbei. Both were badly hurt.

"They call him 'Fire Fist Ace'. He's even been asked to be a Shichibukai. He just laughed in their faces." The old man chuckled. The girl's eyes widened.

"Really? He doesn't look any older than me. He has to be eighteen or something… He's rather handsome." She giggled. Whitebeard glanced at his only 'daughter' on the ship. Two weeks from now her birthday was and she would be marked as one of the Whitebeard pirates.

"Which one of you said he'd take my head? If you want it so badly, here's your chance!" Whitebeard yelled and jumped off his ship and only the impact of the captain landing on the ground sent Fire Fist Ace's men flying. Their captain noticed this and created a fire wall between his men and himself giving them the chance to run.

"CAPTAIN! CAPTAIN ACE! WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" the Whitebeard pirates heard the Spade pirates yell.

"YOU GUYS MAKE A RUN FOR IT!" Ace yelled and turned back to Whitebeard.

"What… are you cowarding out?" Whitebeard smirked.

"LET MY CREW ESCAPE. IN RETURN… I'LL STAY RIGHT HERE!" Ace shouted before he let out a battle cry and charged towards Whitebeard.

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"My name's Thatch. I'm the commander of the fourth division. If you're gonna be our crewmate let's try get along." Thatch tried but was abruptly cut off by Ace.

"Haha you're slow to wake up… okay let me tell you what happened after you passed out. Your crew came back for you, but we beat the shit out of them. Don't worry they aren't dead. They're on this ship right now."

"Are you alright, with me being on this ship without handcuffs or anyone guarding me?" Ace glared at Thatch who only smirked back before he pointed towards a girl with her hair in two high pigtails.

"Do you see that girl? She is a master thief. No one can catch her or hear her if she doesn't want to. Even so, she's never managed to throw our captain off guard." The young captain of the Spade pirates heard a challenge in Thatch voice and decided to take Whitebeards head no matter what.

--

Mirim and Marco was walking around with a bottle of ale each and joking around, Marco already beginning to get drunk. Mirim had not inhaled as much ale as her comrade so she was not the slightest drunk at all. As they were about to walk past Whitebeards window someone came flying through the wall.

"What the hell do you think you're doing sneaking around here in the middle of the night?!" Whitebeard said before falling asleep again. Mirim and Marco turned from their captain to the one who had been sent flying and saw Ace holding his nose. Walking over to him Mirim removed his hand and gently squeezed the poor man's nose.

"It's not broken." She grinned and offered him some of her ale. "Want some?" he just pushed her away and stood up but Mirim would have nothing of that. She stood up too and grabbed his arm and proceeded to drag him to her own quarters.

"Mirim?" Marco called. "Don't worry! I can take care of myself. Just get someone to fix the wall okay?" she called over her shoulder and pushed Ace inside her room where she told him to sit on one of her chairs as she set down her bottle on the table beside it and began looking for some a towel. When she found one she dragged another chair with her and sat down in front of him before she began cleaning his face.

"You should be more careful. One of these days you might just fall into the ocean and drown." She grinned. "After all, you're a devil fruit user right?" she stopped up until he nodded.

"But seriously. Just join us already. It would be nice with a new face around here." she said.

"Are you growing tired of the men here already?" Ace said as rudely as he could and the girl stopped wiping his face.

"Nope, but when you see the same faces every day you want to meet others." She said and removed the towel. "There. You're all cleaned up. Want to borrow the bed? I was gonna drink with Marco-nii anyway." Ace shook his head and left. Mirim shrugged.

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Day after day Ace tried to kill Whitebeard and each time he failed. One time he almost drowned as Mirim had predicted.

"Has he reached the 100th mark yet?" Jozu asked. "Probably." Mirim grinned.

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It was night. Six days had already passed and Ace was alone on deck in the cold though he didn't freeze because of the Mera Mera Fruit. To have something to do he walked around on deck as a feeling of loneliness washed over him. He missed his crew.

"Pops… how was my mother like?" he heard a voice and hid himself. He barely glanced around the corner and saw Mirim sitting on the railing with Whitebeard sitting on the stairs.

"Your mother?" "Yeah… was she a good woman? Or scum? Marco told me that she handed me over to you on the day she gave birth to me." Mirim mumbled.

"Your mother Maya was a great woman, master thief like you and a dear friend of mine and it's true that she came to us with you the day you were born. She didn't have much choice." At this Mirim turned shocked towards the man that had been like a father to her.

"What do you mean?"

"Your mother was a woman of the sea… literally. Water was the element she was born with, like wind was yours. She told me too when she came with you, that freedom would be the first to flourish within you."

"I don't understand."

"Your mother was attacked by the marines the day she gave birth to you. By willpower alone she managed to get out here with you. She died shortly after." There was a stunned silence.

"So… if I had not been born… would my mother still be alive? It's my fault right? Do you blame me for it?" Ace's eyes widened. She was like him.

"Don't get any thoughts about this kid!" Whitebeard boomed startling both Mirim and Ace.

"I've never seen Maya as happy as she did when she held you in her arms that day! You were her first and only daughter that she treasured more than her life itself! She left her scythe, which had been passed down from mother to daughter for four generations! You were the fifth!" Another awkward silence followed.

"I do not blame you for not remembering-" "I'm glad you told me!" Mirim cut him off.

"You see… every night since I was a child… I've been having the same dreams. Someone lying beside me… But I couldn't see their face and… A gentle and warm voice telling me that she loved me and that she would always watch over me. I just wanted to know who it was."

"Mirim…"

"I just… I just wanted to know!" Mirim cried and jumped into Whitebeard seeking comfort as she cried which she received.

"I just wanted to… meet her at least once! Why did she have to die?"

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Ace sat by himself by the railing with his head on his knees. Then he noticed that someone put some food beside him.

"Why do you call him 'pops'?" he asked weakly. "Because he calls us his 'sons'." Marco's voice said. Ace had actually expected it to be Mirim. She was the only one who had tried to befriend him after he had blown off Thatch.

"We're hated around the world eh. But we're happy. These words make us happy." Marco chuckled. "Do you seriously want to continue getting almost killed eh? It's time to reach a decision. Will you take Whitebeards mark on your back?"

--

A week after Ace's capture they held a party. Ace had finally agreed to take Whitebeards mark on his back.

"Ya finally did it!" A half drunken Mirim took him in a headlock and gave him a noogie before she ran off with a crewmate's ale and was chased by half of the room's men as they tried to get just a single bottle back.

"Glad you finally accepted it." Marco said behind Ace. The younger man turned and watched as Marco sat down beside him.

"Yeah well, everyone here told me to so…" Ace said quietly and then Marco laughed.

"You're a lucky one. A week from now its Mirims birthday. You'll be here to see her get the mark of Whitebeard soon. He promised her she could carry his mark when she turned seventeen."

"Seventeen?" "Yeah, he wanted her to have some time to think about it, but she's always been stubborn. As a kid she boasted that she would become one of the strongest on the ship." Marco gave another hearty laugh.

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"UOO! Ace did it again!" Someone yelled on the Moby Dick. "I heard he made Doma's gang surrender!" the same pirate yelled again.

"Me? Being the second division's commander?" Ace asked as he cleaned the plates.

"It's been a missing number anyway. Everyone has given their consent it seems." Two others laughed. Ace had asked Teach if he wanted to but Teach cheered him on instead.

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'Tomorrows my birthday. Guess I'll have to tell pops I'm still joining.' Mirim thought as she exited her room and went over to Whitebeards quarters. What surprised her was that the commander of the second division came out just as she was about to enter.

"Evening Commander. How's it going?" she mock saluted with a grin. He smiled back.

"Great actually. Evening Ms. Mirim." She punched his shoulder playfully. "Don't be so formal." She stuck out her tongue before she entered Whitebeards room.

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"Oi! Let's welcome our second divisions Vice-Commander Kazemi P. Mirim! For finally being able to bear pops mark on her arm, and for her turning seventeen!" Marco toasted and everyone cheered back.

"KANPAI!" But then Marco turned dead serious. "If any of you try anything I'll kill you." Everyone burst out laughing. Marco had never been a good liar.

"KANPAI FOR MIRIM!" This time Mirim stood up.

"Not only for my birthday or finally being an official member of the crew, but for you all who has taken care of me and me finally gaining pops mark and this!" she yelled and showed them a water drop mark on her right ankle as more cheers were heard.

"AND ALSO!" Everyone turned their attention back to Mirim again. "For Maya, my mother, who brought me here on this day seventeen years ago." Everyone was dead silent until Whitebeard lifted his cup.

"FOR MAYA, THE MASTER THIEF FROM EAST BLUE!" Everyone held up their cups and repeated what their captain had yelled before they drank up their cups and refilled again.

"FOR MAYA AND MIRIM!"

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"He… He did what?" Mirim was shocked. Teach had killed Thatch?

"Let go! He's from my division! How can Thatch rest in peace if I just let this go?!" Ace shouted struggling madly against his comrades who tried to keep him down.

"Ace its okay, just this once. I've got a bad feeling about this." Whitebeard said calmly.

"He killed one of his own and ran for it! How many decades has he served you?! He disgraced you and ran away like a coward!" Ace roared.

'Ya better get some rest so ya don't turn narcoleptic on us!'

'Mirim-chan! Finally yer one of us!'

'Heh, ya became the Vice-Commander eh? I'm happy for ya!'

Both Thatch and Teach had been like older brothers to her and now one of them had killed the other.

"I can't believe it!" she shouted and everything turned silent. "Teach wouldn't…. Teach wouldn't…" she trailed of and bowed her head, her bangs covering her eyes.

"Thatch is dead Mirim. I've seen the body." Marco said and put his hand on her shoulder. She shook with anger and sadness.

"This can't be… this can't be true." She shook her head violently before turning around hugging Marco who embraced her but they both let go as Whitebeard began talking again.

"Fine Ace. If you want to hunt down Teach then do so. I'll let you go since he was your subordinate and- Mirim?" The three commanders and Whitebeard stared at Mirim who had walked up to the helm and then jumped up on the railing. Her eyes were clouded like she was in a trance and she just stared at the deep blue water underneath her.

"Mirim?" Whitebeard said a little louder but still received no reply. Suddenly a pillar of water shot up making Moby Dick tremble fiercely and almost everyone lost their balance, save the three commanders and Whitebeard. Mirim raised her hand and leaned towards the water pillar.

"Mirim don't!" Marco shape shifted and flew over to Mirim and grabbed her other hand as soon as he turned back into his original form but for some reason he didn't manage to yank her down. Then he noticed that there was water around her ankles keeping her there like chains would keep a prisoner.

"Don't worry Marco." Everyone froze. A voice was coming out of the water pillar and it was a familiar voice.

"The gentle warm voice." Mirim murmured.

"Indeed my child." The pillar opened up and a path of ice was shown. A woman came walking down it and stood before Mirim. She had long green hair and light golden eyes. In other words she was a spitting image of Mirim.

"I was not there. I'm sorry." The woman looked sad.

"You're here now." Mirim tried to smile.

"Not for long. I just wanted to see you and tell you this." The woman leaned in closer and whispered something to Mirim before leaning back and turning her back to the kid.

"Mom?" the woman froze. "I'll see you later." Mirim grinned. The woman turned and smiled herself before walking inside the pillar before it closed off and then the water fell down into the ocean unmoving.

"Pops… I'm going with the Commander. And don't you try to stop me. I have to ask Teach about something." Mirim jumped off the railing with a smirk but it was a hollow smirk.

"Fine." Whitebeard sighed and fell back into his seat on deck. "But only for a month you hear me?" Mirim waved him off and entered her room.

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"So, Commander, while I dress like a dancer and gather information, you look for your brother okay?" Ace nodded and left Mirim behind who only shook her head before asking people about a man calling himself Blackbeard.

"Well at least I got one lead." She said to herself as she looked around to see if she saw Ace. Then she heard screaming. She ran towards it and stopped outside a restaurant.

"What happened?" she asked a terrified villager. "Someone just died in there! He was having a conversation with the owner and then he just froze up and died!"

'He just froze up and died? Don't tell it's the Commander.' Mirim then heard yelling inside.

"WE WERE WORRIED ABOUT YOU!"

'Yup, it's the Commander.' She sweat dropped and walked in.

"DON'T GO FALLING ASLEEP AGAIN!" Four men yelled angrily at Ace. Giggling she walked up and slapped his back.

"Wake up Commander." This unfortunately made him swallow his food wrong.

'Ops.'


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