Soft almost mournful music flowed from the violin in Brook's skeletal fingers. It soothed the frayed nerves of the stranded Strawhat Crew. The undead member of the crew hummed softly as they discussed how to repair the damage to the sunny.

"Are you sure, Franky?"

"No doubt about it," the large cybernetic mechanic said. "We got no choice. The rudder is gone I'm pretty sure we shredded the short sail too. Besides crashing the sunny onto this ice did her no favors." Nami sighed but she trusted the shipwright. The crew sat huddled on the main deck steaming cups of tea warming their hands. The snow had stopped in the past few hours but the cold was unrelenting.

"How long?"

"Weeks?" Franky said tentatively. "It all depends really. If we can find the supplies here. How hard things are to patch up." Over the snowy deck the crew saw the inhospitable cold rocky terrain of the island. "Suuuuupppper easy to get lumber but I don't know about anything else." Sanji exhaled thick smoke and coughed, it pulled attention to him. "We got another problem," the cook said. "Me and Chopper went through the holds and there isn't much we can salvage. A lot of our food got washed out the breach with the flooding. Still got the freezer though don't know how much we got in there though. Or how long it's gonna last."

"All our powder is waterlogged too. The oil is no better," Usopp said. "We lost a good bit of our stockpile. Cannon won't be good until we resupply." The news wasn't good."

"And I was storing a lot of my medical supplies "It's just completely gone. Bandages, Anti-emetics, fever suppressants. Basically all of my surplus was flushed out. And I can see that being bad in a place like this. I'm built for it but you humans aren't."

Luffy stood up Stretching in the long grey coat, his arm circled as he used his rubber powers. "Guys, Let's go have an ice adventure." The skinny pirate captain went flying as he launched himself from the rails into the wind.

Robin laughed and stood up. "We need to find supplies on this island anyway," she said. "I'll see if I can find anything out there."

"Franky, how bout we go get some lumber and see if there any other materials?"

The cyborg nodded at the smaller man with the saw slung across his shoulders. "Sounds like a, Usopp." Franky clicked his heels and smoke billowed at his feet and he went shotting over the rails.

"OH THAT IS COOL! FRANKY WHEN DID you get rocket boost?" Usopp flipped over the rails running after his flying friend into the forest."

"What are you going to do Nami, Chan? I think I'm going ot check the freezers and see how much food we have?"

"I'm going to check the charts I guess see how far we have to go once we get off this rock. The new world isn't friendly I'm not thinking we can make it here too long."

Sanji nodded as he got up from the table. The blonde chef was intimately aware with this situation. He'd been in it before. He knew what could happen in places like this. And this time the likely hood of a passing ship seeing them was very low. Thousands died in the wild seas between the grand line and where they were. Sanji knew the pain that would come with hunger and cold. He knew about the way the thirst had driven him nearly insane. The ache he had burning for the seawater. Sanji shuddered and inhaled the smoke from his cigarette as he entered the kitchen. He remembered the stink of rotting meat and molding bread as he forced it down. The cramping and pain but it was better than the hunger. He stubbed the cigarette out on the bottom of his shiny steel loaded boot and steadied himself. Then he opened the lock to the freezer. What he saw was promising … if he managed to use it wisely. Sea King meat, fish, What looked like some sausage. That would last quite a while. Even when it started to turn he could spice it and use it in stew. It would be tough and gummy but it would feed them. He knew he needed to be prepared for the worst. He doubted any of the others really knew what was happening? Sanji sat down on a barrel of salt. He remembered the stinking green flesh of Zeff's leg. The rotting edge of his pants tied around the ugly stump. That is what hunger did that is what being stranded could do. Sanji reached out and touched a thick slab of meat. It was beautifully marbled, the color was exquisite. Prime meat he had gotten before they had set off. He knew what he needed to do. He left the freezer door open as he made his way back into the kitchen for his knives. Half of that meat was going into the salt. It was a shame to salt such beautiful meat but it would be worth it if they were stuck for longer than they were expecting. Salted meat lasted longer than frozen. No freezer burn and no mold on dried salt meat.

"Ms. Nami," Brooke said putting down his violin. "Is there any way I may be of assistance? Everyone seems busy but me."

"It's fine Brook."

"It just hurts my heart that I can't help more. Even though I don't have a heart to hurt." The skeleton laughed at his own old joke and Nami rolled her eyes. "I was a seaman for a long time before my death. I know quite a lot about running a ship."

"I know, Brook, but the ship isn't running Why don't you see about doing some fishing with Zoro. Sanji told us our stores were low and Franky told us we might be here a while. We might not be out of food yet but it can't hurt."

"Excellent idea, Ms. Nami." The skeletal musician saw the green haired samurai on the coast with a rod in his fur haori." She watched as Brooke left and grinned. She was concerned about the weather it was getting colder even though the snow had stopped. It was going to be a hellish night at least the ship provided ample shelter in the cabins at mid-deck. Nami scoured her books for all the information she could on Frigid Fort.

Nico's breath was taken by the beauty of the ice palace. It stood blindingly bright under the sun in the bitterly cold forest. There were towers of carved ice past the arched entrance way.

"This must be how the island got it's name." She walked the stony paths surrounding the frozen palace. She could literally feel the history here. The forest was threatening to overtake the winter wonderland. Evergreens growing up through the paths. Snaring brown vines. Curling along freezing pillars. Nico wondered how this place had been built. Was it a monument? A temple? She followed the path just wandering into an old world. She muttered theories to herself as she watched the palace change just slightly. There was a stairway leading up and inside here well it would have if it wasn't crumbling and destroyed. A whole section of a small battlement tower was fallen into frozen rubble. The place was old but why was this the only visibly damaged part? Why were there no signs of life other than this ruin? Surely there had to have been people here for a structure like this. There had to be other buildings some where. The architecture was fascinating to the archeologist it dated the palace to different age bby her alculations about two hundred years roughly. For two centuries this place had been guarding this island but why had it's people fled? Her breath came in icy burst And Nico felt the temperature dropping as evening approached. She would return again with texts and notes. And she definitely needed to let the crew know about this place surely there had to be something of value.

When she returned she heard the sound of Usopp and Frankie's hard work. It had grown steadily colder on her return to the floundered ship and snow was piling on the deck.

"Robin," Luffy yelled waving from atop the mast. "Welcome back." His arm went shooting out and the archeologist dissapeared into a flurry of petals. Luffy's arm retracted snapping back to his side and then Robin reappeared growing from the wood of the ship.

"I found something," Robin said. All the crews eyes found purchase on the archeologist. "There were people here. I found an abandoned structure. I think it was a temple. It was attacked."

"Attacked? by what?" Usopp asked. "Are we in danger?"
Nico Robin shrugged she had no answers the island was quickly becoming a greater mystery. She knew she was going back to explore the place more she knew there was something there. "

"I don't know Long Nose," Nico Robin said. "I'm going back whatever it was happened a long long time ago."

"We should all go," Luffy said. He was balancing on the ship's rails listening. Looking into the dark intimidating icy forest. "Sounds like and adventure or treasure is there."

"NO!" Nami and Usopp yelled in unison. The long nosed cannoneer and mechanic sighed and said, "Luffy it's too dangerous. We need to focus on the ship. We don't have time or resources to waist going on a maybe useless adventure. Think about it Luffy. We don't know how long we're gonna' be stuck here. You really think we should be wasting time trekking into the woods for no reason?"

Sanji came through the doors arms loaded with plates. He placed the hearty bowls in front of each of his crew members and he saw the ways their faces lit up. This was his job. All arguing stopped as they each took a seat for the meal. Food brought peace to everybody it gave them a moment to replenish energy and forget how worried they were. He heard laughter and The sound of Brook's guitar as he headed back into the kitchen. The blonde chef reached into his pocket and then flinched when he felt nothing. He checked the pack in his pocket and he went pale. How had this happened? Sanji thought back to their last stop in port before setting out again. He had spent an entire day loading supplies. The Market. The butchershop. The seafront fish market. He'd gotten some amazing deals on local seafood. He'd gotten new stock of seasoning and spices in case he had to do some creative spicing or if he had needed to dry some of the meat. Sanji remembered every store and vendor he had visited in the FrontierPort the one place he did not remember visiting was the tobacco shop. The chef blinked and flopped into one of the chairs at the kitchen counter. How had he forgotten. Okay it had been busy. They were not exactly anonymous. .They couldn't hang long in port but never before had he forgotten to stock up on his favorite smokes if he could or loose leaf when he couldn't. Sanji ran his hand throug his hair. This was going to be the shittiest voyae yet. They were standed on a fucking ice rock for weeks and he had no smokes.