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Brand New World

Chapter 1
The Catacombs and Bronze

The tidal wave crashed down on the large expansion of the beach. The foam made from the wave pushed forwards and along with it was, of course, James, speeding ahead of the wave on his make-shift surf board.

The sand of the beach was relatively moist from previous waves that had stricken the island, so James was able to slide across the sand with little friction. He was slowing down as he continued further towards the main part of the land.

"Balance, balance, balance..." he chanted to himself as he focused as hard as he could while surfing.

Since he was technically sliding across sea water, which counts as the ocean according to the Paramecia rules of the Devil Fruit, he was still being cursed. The nose of the surf-board dug into the sand, and James was propelled forward, still influenced by the forward momentum.

He threw his hands in front of him, preparing himself for some sort of roll, still flying through the air. He passed over onto dry land, towards the man in the rocking chair he had seen previously, while on top of the tidal wave.

James crash-landed into a bramble bush.

"Oh come on..." he grumbled before trying to work his way out.

The old man looked over his porch to where James was struggling out of the bush. He noticed that cuts ravaged his body and clothing. "You don't seem to have much luck."

"Apparently while I'm not on the ocean." He stumbled up and saw the man looking over at him with a mug of tea in his hand. "Where am I?"

"The island of Regatora." The man pulled out a tea pot from within his clothing, he offered James some tea. He stood up and accepted the tea, which seemed to have been boiling within the man's pocket.

The old man led James up to his porch, where they both sat on his wooden chairs which was possibly used for any other company that he would want to invite on his property, or someone that just flew into his bramble bush.

James took a sip of his tea and exhaled harshly through his nose. He was a little out of breath from the feat he had just achieved. He placed the tea down on the table and crossed his arms. He began thinking about past events, before he washed up on Katakora, before he decided that he needed to move on, before-

"You said you came from Katakora? But you weren't there always, were you?" the man brought James out of his trance.

"Correct, sir! I didn't come from Katakora. In fact, I come from an island very far away, which I'm not at liberty to disclose. Before I was at Katakora, I was at the Catacombs, with-" James started, but he was interrupted by the old man, troubled that James had ventured to such a dangerous place. "Yeah, we went there. A friend and I heard that there was treasure, so we decided to go..." James mind drifted to his story, into his past.

James began his story by describing him and his friend running up a set of stairs to the room where they suspected the treasure of the Catacombs was.

"The stairway was dark and damp, and since Bronze wasn't wearing proper shoes, he was constantly complaining that his feet were cold." The old man looked confused at James's explanation. For one thing, he didn't know who Bronze was, he suspected that it was a friend of James, but he couldn't know for sure. It didn't seem that James was a good story teller.

"'I told you to start putting on shoes, Bronze!' I yelled at him while we continued up the staircase.

"We continued climbing the expansive staircase, keeping in mind that the opening at the top wasn't getting any closer. I was keeping my cool, being as active and energetic as ever... Bronze however...

"'Kill me now!' Bronze dropped to the floor, out of breath. Completely exhausted.

"I had to stop and turn around to pick him up, or at least tried to. I just grabbed him by the arm and started tugging him. 'If we want this treasure, Bronze, then we have. To. Climb. Up!' I tried pulling at him again, emphasizing each word by pulling the boy up a stair but it seemed impossible to motivate Bronze. I ended up dragging him up, running as quickly as I was doing previously.

"I noticed that he had suddenly got heavier, so I turned around to see what the problem might have been. Much to my annoyance, Bronze had used his powers to create a toboggan out of bronze. 'DAMMIT BRONZE!' I screamed at him. I kicked him off the toboggan and pulled him up.

"'Why can't you just take me to the top? Just carry me the rest of the way!' he pointed to the peak of the stairway. 'Look! We're nearly there!'

"I turned around, noticing that Bronze was right, we were nearly at the summit of the staircase. So I ingeniously thought, 'Yes, we're nearly at the top. So you can just run up with me.'

"'You dinosaur egg…' Bronze sighed in disdain. I ran up and Bronze followed, still moaning all the while.

"'Larry!' I stood at the tip of the staircase, Bronze still trailing up the staircase, completely out of breath. 'We want your treasure!'

"'You think I'm just going to give it to you?' the man the size of a house called back at me, sitting on his throne. The position reminded me of Gecko Moria, one of the ex-Seven Pirate Warlords.

"'You best-' Bronze gasped for air behind me, he was clambering up slowly on his hands and knees up the staircase. 'You best make it-…' his head emerged at the tip of the stairwell. 'TUNA BAKE WELL TART!' I wouldn't worry too much; he always says the odd random word when he's tired.

"I looked down at Bronze, still in a triumphant position, pointing at Larry. I was greatly annoyed by the fact that he had just interrupted my magnificent entrance. 'Dammit Bronze…' I grumbled.

"Bronze stood up, studying the troubling situation. Me, a non-Devil Fruit trying to fight a 20 foot giant, who is also a Devil Fruit User. And we don't know what his power is. Bronze was also a Paramecia Fruit User, which helped them slightly.

"'Bronze Bronze…' he prepared himself for an attack, pulling away the form of the Bronze Bracelets. 'CANNONBALL!' he threw a cannonball sized Bronze ball at Larry, hoping it would do some damage. It hit the giant on the chest, bouncing off, the giant was unscathed. 'Oh poo…' the bronze that Bronze had conjured up into the cannonball seethed towards him, pulling itself back towards Bronze, and into his bracelet once again.

"We were both in shock, to say the least. Bronze's most powerful attack, it left the giant still sitting in the same place. He was not hurt, at all. We had no idea what to do now, neither of us had any other attacks that could even slightly hurt Larry.

"'You are a Devil Fruit User. You will be no help to me…' Larry mumbled under his breath, but his voice was so loud and bellowing, it sounded like it was just like he was talking at us.

"Larry extended his leg swiftly, kicking Bronze through the wall and over into the Western Ocean, possibly into the Grand Line. I turned towards the hole in the wall, absolutely shocked. I turned back to Larry, who was conjuring up a ball of energy.

"He leant down and grabbed me, holding me up to his eye level. I was too terrified to even think of squirming. I didn't know what to do. This man was too powerful, he had just knocked Bronze into the Grand Line, and now he was conjuring up some kind of ball of energy.

"'Don't be afraid little one. I'm just going to take your luck!'

"What happened next?" the old man had waited for a few seconds. James had lowered his head and begun to stop talking. "What happened to you?"

James hesitated before answering. Seeming overwrought due to the event. What was he going to say? "The next thing I remember is waking up in Katakora." He shrugged off his negative behaviour and smiled again. "So is the main part of the town just behind this house?" he stood up, looking around the side of the building.

"Yes. Are you going to leave?" the old man seemed sad, he was just lonely.

"Yup." He hoped over the fencing that surrounding the old man's porch. "THANK YOU FOR THE TEA!" he yelled while running off.

A woman was watching James run off from afar. Valerie Steel. The Marine Captain of the 32nd Fleet. The most powerfully… equipped fleet. The one thing that she hated was Pirate Scum, and the one person she hated was-

"James S. Wich." She began to run at him. "HEEL OF STEEL!" she got closer to James and took a jump, spinning sideways through the air. Her right leg transforming into steel. "VALKYRIE'S AXE!"

James noticed that something was talking and he stopped and looked around. He saw it was Valkyrie and looked strangely at her. Like he was slightly shocked by the fact that she was there, with him. He bent his knees and leaned backwards, watching her entire body fly over the top of him.

Okay. I don't know why that took forever to write… It was actually an alright chapter… Maybe I just didn't want to write about Larry. Pfft… Larry. I was asking TheMatchingOddSocks what I could call this guy, she just said Larry. Damn her, she obsessed with Teen Titans.

Erm… I know it kind of looks like James is good at a lot of things, he isn't. He can JUST GET BY. Y'know, HINT HINT and all that. I'm so not hinting at needing a shipwright or navigator. Not at all~!

And now for the usual stuff…

Yeah, basically, this is a twin-story of TheMatchingOddSocks One Piece fanfic: Golden Era. The stories should hopefully follow each other and occasionally, the main characters (Captain's and crews) will meet each other. Or at least I should hope.

Regardless, like her story, I will ask you, the PUBLIC (go dramaticalness!) to take part in this story! Basically, make up an OC, then tell me about it!

But you have to follow this form.

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Position (In the marines/in a pirate crew/Bounty Hunter ect):

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Please remember to review the story too :)

Did so not copy this from Golden Era. Nope. Made it myself. Absolutely.

Regardless, go into as much detail as you want. The more the better I say. But y'know, to be as discriminating as possible. NO NINJA'S. ChrisWorld will not be amused.

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