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~~~~~~~Chapter Two~~~~~~~

A name for himself, the four strongest kid's in the East Blue

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Every father should remember

that one day his son will follow his example

instead of his advice

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Eleven years later was the first time I heard the name 'Zoro' again. I knew that at some point in my life I would hear the name, after all it was fate for my son to become the best at whatever it was he wanted to be. That much I was sure of, though I didn't guess I would hear the name so soon, after all the boy had just turned twelve. I walked into the Spider's Cafe, a dusky, dingy, homey little coffee-house near the coast of Alabasta. As I pushed open the wooden shutter door, I could hear the buzz of the customs and employees, each talking about the same thing.

'I-isn't that... that world's greatest swordsman and the world's most powerful sword?' This is the line that most everyone says when they see me for the first time, at first I was rather amused but now I find it annoying. The strong bitter aroma of ground coffee beans drifted in the air soaking into my clothes as I made my way to a table by the grimy window that looked out on to the peaceful desert kingdom. Suprising enough, it isn't long before a brave waitress approaches me, a determined look in her blue eyes as she asks me what I would like. What I honestly would like is some strong beer, it was days like this that made me doubt myself. Now that I was the world's best swordsman what would I do? Sadly, the coffee shop didn't seem to sell liquor.

"Just a cup of black coffee. Thank you." I say simply but for some reason the women shivers and makes her way back behind the counter. I allow myself to relax, leaning angst the chair and closing my eyes, lessening to the meaningless gossip of three women at a table close to me. I picked up that they had just come from Dawn island in the East Blue, something about the watching the World nobles visite.

"The only bad part was when some kid pretended to play pirate and sailed a stolen fishing boat out at the same time as the Nobles were coming into port!~" The overweight women gossiped "They ended up shooting the little rugrat~" She snickered. I didn't really care about the death of one kid, I knew it was sad but I had gotten to the point in my life where I realized that sad things happen all the time.

"Ooh~ That's not it!" One of the three women at the table gushed, clearly having something to add to her friend's story "I heard that he was one of the four strongest kids on the island!~" I frowned at her words. Someone so strong as a child should be able to live in till there at least a full-grown man.

"Yes! That's right!~" The thrid woman, a sightly bonny old lady recalled, taking a drink of her coffee before continuing "There was Ace, Sabo, Luffy and that other one, what did they call him?~" She asked her friends.

Luffy? That name, I had heard it before somewhere once... Oh yes, I remember. The redheaded pirate, Shanks had told me a story about a boy named Luffy that he had given his arm and hat to. The man truly believed with all his heart that this 'Luffy' would be king of the pirates one day. He had a big dream that I could respect.

"The last one is the one with green hair, you know?~ I heard he's the best student at a dojo they had around those parts." The first over-weight women explained to the two. At the words 'green hair' I stiffened. Could it be? After all, Shanks did say that he left Zoro in the east blue.

"Zoro was his name, right sisters?~" another spoke as she pushed up her old-lady glasses. My eyes widen and I didn't even try to hide it. At that moment my coffee came though I could no longer bear to look at the drink without getting sick to my stomach.

"Well lets hope the three never met!~ Bai hai hai hai~" The over-weight one laughed and was soon after joined by her sisters. That was, in till I stood, and in a flash, had my sword at the three's neck. I would be lying if I said I wasn't amused by their faces, not to mention everyone else's face in the shop. No one dared to move.

"Tell me more. About Zoro." I ordered. Everyone has a different reaction when the world's best swordsman has his sword to their neck, these women chose to scream and beg, dropping their coffee and donuts they had been snacking on.

"Eep! I'll tell you everything I know!" The women with the glasses was the first to break under my gaze. I silently told her to start talking with a swift motion of my hand, putting my sword back. Looking back on this now, I realize I could have just asked but at the moment the thought of hearing more about my son was overwhelming. So my boy had already made a name for himself at a young age? I'm not surprised.

"Z-zoro trains at a dojo in Shimotsuki Village! H-he has green hair a-and that's all I know!~" The women looked on the break of tears, which was better than the old woman, who was crying. Her tears didn't stop as he glared at her.

"I-I heard he" the women sniffled "f-fights with three swords..." She explained. I growled, not at the women but because of the rumor. I push the feeling of pride I had to the back of my brain, remembering that the reason I had sent him to the east blue was so that he wouldn't touch swords and wouldn't train. I grew mad. Had it all been for nothing? Had fate really wanted my son to be a swordsmen? No, I refused to belive it and slide my glare over to the last, over weight women.

"The k-kid told me himself that he wanted to be..." The women hesitated, wondering if she would really tell me what she was thinking. I increased my glare. "that he wanted to be... the world's best swordsman..." she whispered as if saying the words louder would upset me, honestly, hearing those words at all upset me enough.

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"WHAT!" I hissed, not bothering to compose myself like I usually would. Deciding that walking to the door was to far, I make a hole in the wall, using it to exit the coffee shopwithout paying. My nightmare was coming true and there was only one thing I could do to stop it... I was going to see my son.