Music^: su na & DUVV- Flaws (James Deen Remix)

Chapter 1: Unique Personality

️Present {Present= Before Time skip}

The Devil Fruits; mysterious, gives different and varying kinds of strange and interesting abilities, fruits of the Sea Devil and the most important thing... it tastes horrible.

"Captain! There is a barrel at 10 o'clock!" The red haired man walked to the left side of the ship, looking at the lonely barrel drifting in the open sea. He raised his hand in the air, as a sign to raise the barrel out of the water.

A net was thrown over it and got pulled up on the ship. The barrel bounced a few times, before it rolled over to the feet of the captain. The crew gathered around the wooden container, curious about what it will be; food, rum or maybe a treasure.

Through the many years, I have seen different Devil Fruit Users. A lot of Paramecia-types, and a few Logia-types, even though they aren't very common. The Zoan-types, as talking one being myself, not really, maybe two or three.

The one-armed man walked forwards to look what's inside, but some member said he would open it as he pointed out to the captain's arm. Eventually the red haired man watched his first mate breaking it open, not knowing what is inside of it. "Wait, maybe it's dangerous!" He ignored the statement of his first mate. Well, they had passed the Red Line so everything was possible.

After using some strength the barrel was open, revealing a woman. Hair so white as silk and as long that it reached her ankles, her skin showing her bones. As fragile as a doll, looking exhausted while a long white dress covered her skin. The young woman opened her eyes for a few seconds, exposing her sun-like colored eyes that shined like two golden coins.

The woman's knees were under her chin and her arms were around her body. She could have been there for days or maybe weeks! Even if she looked like someone, who could take take of herself... it seemed she somehow ended up in this situation.

The Devil Fruit can effect your appearance, sometimes even mentally but just temporarily. It drains your energy when using it too much. I hate my hybrid- and beast form, it's like losing my humanity...

One of the members lifted her out of the barrel. Everyone held their breath, not expecting a human body. "Get some water! She is dehydrated..." The captain stated that by just looking at her, her skin feeling as cold as ice as he tried to detect a fever.

The whole crew stood like frozen statues until the red haired man repeated his sentence once more, with more strength but less confidence... Her white dress was covered in mud and old blood, revealing what her current state was. Worn out and broken.

To be honest, I can't imagine how I would survive without these powers. It took me many years to 'know' mine, though. They helped me out, a lot. Of course, I messed up in the beginning, failing almost like breathing.

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He sat beside her, waiting for her to wake up. The sun... it feels nice. Her long hair reflected the sunshine like a diamond. Her skin was pale, not a healthy tint of pale. Why do I feel warmth? A-am I in Heaven?

With kindness he stroked her hair, questioning who she is and how she ended up in a barrel. The man had never experienced something like this, a lady like her in the middle of the Grand Line. Is there a reason for her to be on sea?

It must have been the sea, so beautiful but also a great danger for the ones like me. I know how strong the sea can be, you can't mess with it. That's for sure. I guess, it took my life away after all. After thirty-five years of living my life, this is it.

Her fingers started to move, while her eyes slowly opened. Within a second she sat straight, coughing up water. "Ho easy, sweetheart. We found you at the point of dying." He pushed her softly back, so she could lie down.

I dying? So, I'm not dead?! She dodge him and threw her legs to one side of the bed, ready to stand up. Without any words shared, she almost did. "Nope, not happening." He grabbed her legs and moved her back to her previous position. She left a small sigh, causing him to smile.

Where am I? How did I end up here? How did I in One Piece's sake end up on a ship?! Last time, I was still with my both feet on the steady ground... I think. She looks at him with an angry expression, not that he didn't earn it.

The longer she stared at him, how more curious she was about him. Who is he? Why is he so kind? Does he recognized me? I have never seen him, I would remember him if he was important. His eyes reflected concern and curiosity. Maybe he just found me and doesn't know what to do with me.

Her eyes traveled to his left shoulder, where nothing was attached. A knot in the sleeve, hanging in the air. Slowly her eyes found it back to his eyes, gazing at the three scars. Which looked like it was caused by someone powerful. Why do my scars always heal?...

Furthermore, the man who sat next to her, must be something around her age. "I..." A very soft voice protested to his action. "I'm... fine" I'm not... She looked at him, trying to get to know him. She is on a ship, so she won't get off it easily or fast.

I could play a dying scene... but if they trow me overboard, I will sink like a anchor! Stupid weakness. He still smiled, seeing she also knew she wasn't alright. The male thought about how stubborn the female in front of him was, but she was not satisfied, not the slightest. She looked at her hand, noticing she lost a few pounds. How long have I been gone?

"I'm going to let the crew know you are fine. Stay here." Crew?! He didn't look like a marine. Pirates?! Her eyes spread wide open, just by thinking at the idea. "No need to be shocked, I will be back before you know it." She wasn't afraid of them because they were pirates, but afraid because she knows so many, many known pirates.

If one of them recognizes her, she will be in big trouble. Both of her sides are known by the society, fortunately nobody knows those sides are two sides of the same coin.

With a wink he left the cabin, acting like everything was fine. The thing was; she knew that it wasn't and she hates it like water! Who does he think he is? I can take care of myself, I don't need protection...

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She couldn't lay down in bed with such hunger, so she thought about exploring the ship while looking for food. Even though, the man could return any time, she walked passed some pirates, trying to find the kitchen. Luckily nobody noticed her, they were all to busy with doing their job.

I just need to get some food and maybe I can get something to drink. Something stronger than water, like some booze. Her footsteps weren't really quiet but she tried her best to camouflage with the background. Eventually she found the kitchen, with nobody in the room.

Carefully she took some bread of the kitchen counter and a bottle of rum from the table. She sneaked away, hiding behind the little kitchen island. Nobody has walked into the kitchen yet, so she took the risk to enjoy her meal in the kitchen itself.

First, she opened the bottle, smelling the alcohol before drinking every single drop. Delicious! The piece of bread on the other hand, smelled even better! It was freshly made and it was still a little bit warm. She took a big bite of it, enjoying the feeling of eating something after quite some time.

The crumbles fell on the ground, like an uncontrollable reptile ripping its pray into pieces. Her golden eyes were eyeing on the last piece, already regretting the hasty way of eating. There is more food, right? They won't miss this piece of bread.

The last piece of food was slowly entering her mouth, while she was thinking about how delicious a simple meal could be. "Sweetheart? What are you doing?" She looked up with fear in her eyes, before she knocked over some pans while trying to stand up. This isn't as planned! Abort mission!

The male from before had found her behind the little kitchen island. It seemed that the sounds of the pans, who were now spread on the ground, had alarmed the rest of the pirates. With the piece of bread in her mouth, she gulped it down in one try. Aborting mission: failed.

Everyone gathered around her, looking at her curiously. "What a beauty!" She looked down, seeing that she only wears an oversized poet shirt. "Will she join our crew, captain?" She looks in the eyes of the man, apparently the captain. "I-I was..." She didn't know what to say. Oh no! This is bad!

She swiped some bread crumbles from her mouth, while the bottle of rum rolled away. One member of the crew picked up the bottle and looked surprised when he saw it was empty. Her mind went crazy, being scared of what will happen. No, I will not join the pirate crew... Can't I just leave?! I feel so exposed, both mentally and physically!

All attention was pointed at the female, everyone wanting to see the only woman on the ship. Her knees were trembling as a scared deer, almost falling back on the ground. Until something unexpected happened; He threw his long black cape around her, covering her up. W-what is he doing?

Now, nobody could see her panicking, except for the red haired man himself. He smiled a little, assuring everything will be alright. In one sweep she was lifted to his height, he held her against her with one arm. He is helping me...

Because the woman was so long without food, she was now almost as light as a feather. The cape was still covering her, while she laid her head against his chest. Feeling his heart rising, while his breathing stayed steady. Her cheeks were starting to get slightly red and her eyes were still set on his eyes.

Is it the alcohol what makes me so sensual? It was silence for a moment, nobody talked, nor even whispered. She felt save. "So everyone, sadly our lady here is still very tired and that means no party, yet." Party?

"Even though it seemed she wanted to start one for herself." The crew laughed a little before they went back to their previous actions. With those words he left the kitchen, eventually keeping his eyes on her. "Did you miss me that much?" Missing him? What does he mean?... wait... oh my One Piece...

She broke their eye contact, trying to hide a slight blush. On what kind of ship has she found herself on? Well, she got a feeling that these pirates are good hearted. At least a different feeling than she have ever felt by other pirate crews.

The Devil Fruit didn't change my whole appearance, but a few things what made me more like that... animal.

The walk to her temporarily room almost looked like hours. The captain didn't look at her anymore, his heartbeat stayed the same. While he walked back to the room, she felt his body warmth slowly taking over hers. Awaking an assured feeling. She haven't felt that relieved since a long time...

️Memory: 6 years ago

"Mr.6, are you even listening?" Leaving my eyes from the window, I turned around while keeping my face half hidden under a piece of cloak. "Yes, of course. I have been informed about the current situation." My sight went to the two silhouettes, revealing my golden eyes to their serious expressions.

"I could explain the situation, where we are in now." Please, say no. The dark room gave a weird tension to the conversation. Almost terrifying, it gives my shivers through my spine just thinking about it.

We were with three people; me, my boss and the only known woman here, Miss All-Sunday. She gave me a nod, after waiting for a permission from Mr.0. "The accident was caused by a new pirate cr-" I stopped talking, the aura from this room wasn't very pleasant, realizing that some Billions lost to a new pirate crew.

Nobody next to Miss All-Sunday and me, now known as Mr.6, have seen Crocodile personal while knowing he is Mr.0. Of course, there is a reason for it, but the most important thing now is that I keep it a secret. Otherwise I will be 'bananawani' food. His words, not mine.

"Well, you know what you have to do." I nodded with a smirk as respond, feeling relieved. Crocodile and I have known each other for a time and our friendship is pretty stable. How do I know? Well, I once made one mistake... and I wasn't executed. So, that is a good sign.

I left the room, starting to gather more useful information. After that one mistake I wasn't sent in the front lines ever again, but instead I now have to work in the background. Making things sure, as they are the same as told. More like a 'to make sure it wasn't a lie', something like that.

While closing the door, I put my hand through my short hair. It isn't really pleasant to 'not be yourself'. While making my way out, I noticed someone started following me. The follower was not just someone, it was Miss All-Sunday.

It's not that my ability can change myself, but more cover my real self. Like a second skin or illusion to the naked eye. It can be seen through, though.

Eventually after a few steps, I stood still. "Is there a problem, Miss All-Sunday?" My deep voice echoed in the hallway, waiting for a response. "No, there is no problem Mr. 6." She says that name slightly different than she used to do.

Out of nowhere, she turns me around with her Devil Fruit ability. She walks to me with her eyes locked on mine, with a smile and walking slightly mysterious. "If there is something you have to tell, like problems and stuff. Just let me know."

She winked at me and used her hands to close one of my buttons from my jacket. She isn't flirting, right? Because, well... "Your thoughts are somewhere else again, right?" Now she started to talk annoyed, like she was irritated by something. Did I do something wrong?

She is with Crocodile most of the time but she knows it isn't smart to make an unexpected move on her own. "Miss All-Sunday, I think you understand the situation wro-" A hand comes out of my back, dragging me backwards by grabbing my jacket. Eventually I stumbled on the floor, the piece of cloak falling off my face.

Did she notice? Was my voice acting that bad? Did she see through my camouflage? "Just do what has been told and shut up..." Pissed off she walks away, to somewhere. Slowly I stood up, still being confused of her way of behaving. Was she warning me for something?

Word Count: 2623

Time skips between:
Present
Age 35
Shanks: Age 37

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6/1 year ago
Age 29 to 34
Crocodile: Age 38 to 43