Grand Line, Destination Orocema.

The Monster Point had its mass destroyed by Rio and the crew had to escape quickly so The Monster Point wasn't an option. And neither was Rio's ship Firestorm. So Sycan and Rayla had to steal another ship in the harbor, with a flag they didn't recognize. They still sailed with that flag because they had nothing else. The symbol was a white skull and crossbones with a top hat and a monocle. Even Sycan, who was the most knowledgeable about other pirates, didn't recognize the symbol. Raha had nicknamed the ship 'The Stolen Treasure'. It was a solid, dark brown ship, albeit a little boring in design. A few days had passed and the aroma of wonderful smells of meat and seasonings filled the air. The crew was still five members strong, Pria had agreed to be on the crew for the time being. Rayla was casually resting on the railing of the ship, down in the middle of the boat. Captain Wyss had claimed the single chair on the ship for herself, it was a blue and white lawn chair. She leaned back on it casually. On her face was some star shaped pink sunglasses she had found on board. Her short, blue hair blew over her forehead in the wind. On her torso was a hot pink, leather jacket that she left open. All of their extra clothes were on the ship they abandoned. So they used what was on board, and there were some strange costumes. But everyone found something that fit. Raha had the hardest time finding clothes. His grey sweater was busting at the seems at his shoulders and biceps. The swordsman was sitting cross on the hard wood ground, next to captain. They both had large dishes in front of them. The meal was shrimp fried rice but it was more than that. It was a masterpiece. The shrimp were breaded in some heavenly batter, lemon dusted the entire meal. The rice was mixed with fried vegetables. The aroma practically made Raha and Wyss full. Rayla was just sipping on some tea, it was good tea. Pria had placed the dishes at the laps of her new crew mates. The cat girl didn't have her tail, cat ears or claws. She was just a normal woman. She was just wearing an apron along with black shorts. The apron had a cute little picture of a cat with a tall chefs hat on. The apron was strung tight though so nothing was hanging out. The only crew member that was missing from the scene was Sycan. He was in the kitchen which was also on top of the deck. Loud sounds could be heard as he frantically hurried, making something.

"Dig in," ordered Pria sweetly. When she wasn't angry her voice was light and endearing. But her words were a bit late, Raha and Wyss already were stuffing their mouths, using their hands of course. They were practically moaning as the food hit their tongue.

"So graceful," muttered Rayla, disgusted.

"Shut up, I ain't no princess," retaliated Wyss. The Pirate Princess replied by flashing her tongue.

"What a crew. The apprentice of Nico Robin who was slightly trained by the Pirate King. The fucking daughter of King Luffy and Empress Hancock. And the apprentice of Doctor Tony Tony Chopper," said Pria with amazement. "You're a couple of islands into the Grand Line without a bounty. What luck."

"Yeah we are cool," replied Wyss with a mouthful. "But we also have Sycan. He may not have any ties to any strawhats but I like him."

"Thank you," shouted Sycan from the kitchen.

"Well now this crews relation to the strawhats increases. With me. The apprentice of Black Leg Sanji. He taught me how to cook and how to fight," said Pria proudly. This was not new information. She had told the crew this earlier, but she liked to say it. "And I am the first person on the crew with a bounty. Only 8,000,000 beri but I'll work on it."

"We will all pick up a bounty sooner or later," said Rayla with a shrug. "With our damn reckless captain."

"I wish I had one already, bounties are important," sadly whined Wyss.

"I just wish you realized how you pulled out that much power to destroy Rio's ship. You've never had that much power before but you didn't get to charge up as much as I've seen before," mentioned Rayla. Her tone was rough as she stared right into her Captain's eyes fiercely.

"Eh, I just powered up?" unsurely said Wyss with a shrug.

"It was probably the heat," answered Sycan. The red head pushed the door open with his feet, and came out with two dishes in his hands. He made a fried fish next to some tasty looking bread. It looked and smelled great, but it was nothing next to Pria's dish. But Sycan walked proudly as he marched over to Raha and the Captain. "I mean your fruit really powers up with kinetic energy. Heat speeds up particles. Which the bouncing of particles is essentially how your charge increases. So it gave you more charge without you actually having to strike your body against something as much. The crew, Rayla and Wyss especially looked dumbfounded at Sycan. They had wide eyes and dropped jaws.

"I totally knew that already, I was testing you," said Rayla with a dropped jaw.

"Yeah I had no idea," blurted Wyss. "I never thought of my fruit much. I just know I hit things, get charged and unleash that energy in different ways."

"Yeah that gives me confidence. A captain that doesn't think about her own powers," muttered Rayla. The two gave each other shit but it was all in good fun.

"Shut up bitch I still win," replied Wyss. Neither herself nor Raha touched Sycan's dish yet. They had finished Pria's but were still savoring the tastes. Pria was next to Rayla now, leaning over the railing.

"So we are going to Orocema, what for?" wondered the cat woman.

"Well this ship is low on supplies so we need to supply up, also we need to figure out how we are going to pay for supplies this time," answered Rayla. "But this island in particular because my aunt Sandersonia is there. I haven't seen her in a while."

"Can't she just pay for supplies fo-" wondered Raha innocently.

"Shut up," interrupted Rayla. "I just realized that."

"Eh boring," blurted Wyss. "I'm sure Sandersonia is great though I've never met her. But watching you girl out when you reunite with someone is boring."

"I do not girl out," argued Rayla.

"Do too," argued Wyss, crinkling her nose. "Anyway I've heard there is a tournament on the island. In honor of its founding anniversary. So Imma do that. Who's with me?"

"Me me me!" blurted Raha, shooting his hand and sword into the air.

"Eh I'll come. I've never really got a chance to see you guys fight," said Pria casually.

"Well the princess can't be alone. I'll go with her," informed Sycan. He was sad his dish wasn't being touched but he held it in. A second after that Raha's stomach growled and he instantly dug into Sycan's plate, still using his hands.

"Well land ho," mentioned Rayla. She was looking to her side, looking in front of the ship. On her right eye was a red lense squeezed in her eye. The lense had a black mark on it, like a targeting circle. Around the lense was a piece of metal that went around her head and hooked over her right ear. The more Rayla squeezed her eye the more intense the device zoomed in.

"Alright pre landing celebration time!" cheered Wyss. She too had just finished off the dish Sycan made and she was smiling. Raha cheered along.

"No, it is more haki teaching time. You're the one who requested I teach you. Downstairs now student," barked Rayla. "And again I am sorry to the rest of you. But haki training as to be one on one. Maybe if I was a better teacher I could teach you all. But I am not a haki master yet." The rest of the group just shrugged. Wyss sighed as she drug her body up to her legs.

"Thank you very much for the meal," added Raha, bowing his head. He bowed his head at both chefs. Wyss followed suit. Both cooks looked pleased, Sycan especially.

Orocema was an odd shaped island, it was very square. The island wasn't that big but it didn't have any wasted space. Buildings were packed tight, walkways were as small as could be. It wasn't the richest island though. The roads were dirt, the buildings were wood. But the people were happy. Even though their clothes were torn and they themselves were dirty. The population was mostly human. But there was a small population of fish and mermen. Fishmen were becoming a part of other society, they didn't need to hide at Fishman Island. Though a lot still did. But progress was being made. This island flew the pirate flag with the straw hat on it so it was a safer place for fishmen. Even a few mink were hanging around this island. Though Luffy had passed the flag still meant something. The Strawhat Alliance was still very strong. Sandersonia resided on this island as part of the Straw Hat alliance. It was her territory. Pirates came and went. It was an island with a decent merchant presence. It was a good fishing country. But pirates did not mess with the citizens. Any that did did not leave this island in good spirits. Sandersonia had a group of Kuja Warriors that served as the protection. Marines didn't do much on the island. They came by to restock supplies and they were met happily. But they left the island alone and things were fine. Though unknown to the people, Sandersonia's elite guard was not on the island. Things had been so peaceful that Sandersonia let the girls go to Pelar Island which was nearby. The island was home to a giant water themed the spark. Sandersonia was the only protection left on the island. But this was a secret.

There was a group of pirates hanging out at Shady's Bar on the island. The island was small enough it only consisted of the one town, also called Orocema. The bartender and the other people eating at the bar were all knocked out. Some looked to have violent wounds. But this all happened inside the bar, no one conscious heard or saw anything to go report it. These were the Dread Pirates. They had squeezed by without gathering a bounty either. Though they purposely stayed out of trouble and away from marines. They wanted to be nobodies. The four members of the crew sat around a table, the only table in the bar that wasn't smashed. 'Limber Legs' Laki was a thirty year old man who had his legs up on the table, stretching across the entire table. Laki was from the long legs tribe. He had thick black make up around his lips and his eyes. His long hair fell down to his back and it was all black. The man had an all black suit on, from his socks to his tie, it was all solid black. But it his skin was pasty white like a ghost. Since he had no bounty the nickname was self given. Sitting next to him was Vermin. The seven foot tall man with shoulders like mountains needed no self given nickname. What he needed was candy. A pile of various sweets were in front of him and he continued to scarf down handfuls. Vermin had bright red hair with a blue streak down the middle. His nose was skin colored but it was really round, taking up a third of his face. His eyes could barely be seen around his nose. It didn't help that his eyes were tiny and beady. It gave Vermin a goofy look. Next was the sole female in the group. Fem La Fer. La Fer was gorgeous. She had a rocking body, skinny hips with a chest that stuck out. Her purple skin tight dress just added to her beauty. The strange thing about her was her white hair. Not the color, but it was jelled back and to the sides, resembling wings. But her lovely, blue eyes and soft skin along with her body made up for the oddness of her hair. La Fer looked bored. A loud cracking sound kept happening every few seconds. It was the beauty La Fer, snapping her fingers backwards, breaking them. She didn't even flinch. But the next moment the finger was completely back to normal, before she broke it again. Lastly was the crew's captain. Newton 'Turn Tables' Wily. He was five foot six. He was of average muscular build, not nearly as imposing as his crew mate Vermin. Wily had a bald head, it shined. It was his face that instilled fears. His eyes were narrow and sharp. They just radiated murder. He constantly licked his lips with a long, skinny tongue. Wily was dressed in a tattered, brown cloak with the hood hanging down. His clothing was nothing special, except his shoes. They were big for his body. And they were bright purple with a green bell on the front of each one. Wily tapped his feet to the sound of La Fer breaking her fingers and the bell jangled every time.

"Is it time yet?" yawned Laki. His voice was high pitched like a mouse.

"Soon my friend," reassured Turn Tables Wily. The nickname was actually given to him by Laki. Wily's voice was rather smooth and gentle sounding. "The representative will be here any second. And then we will start the takedown of the Strawhat Alliance. La Fer and Laki giggled maniacally. Vermin just continued to stuff candy in his mouth. Wily did not laugh but he looked rather pleased, he had a wide grin.