Renata

Title: Renata
Rating: T
Fandom: One Piece
Summary: When she died, she expected to stay dead. She's read fanfiction about people being reborn into anime, but that was all fiction and couldn't be true…right? Yet when she died, she awoke in a new body. She was reborn as Donquixote Renata, the daughter of Donquixote Rocinante.


When Renata stood up all on her own for the first time, Rocinante literally cried tears of joy. He gushed about his daughter to everyone he saw throughout the days. He also took loads of photos and eventually Sengoku had to limit the number of Camera Den-Den Mushi Rocinante was allowed access to. Rocinante was too overjoyed to care about the limit and just made use of what he had.

Renata was able to walk without assistance by the time she was three months old. Rocinante had squealed so loudly that Renata was sure one of the windows had shattered. Her achievement of learning how to walk led to another round of gushing. By then, most of the soldiers in Marineford had long since learned to ignore Rocinante's gushing after the first day.

One day, Rocinante had brought Renata to Sengoku's office. "She's growing up so fast!" Rocinante cried to Sengoku. "She's already drinking her milk by herself! She doesn't need me to hold the bottle for her!"

'I'm already grown up,' Renata rolled her eyes and finished her meal.

"Oi Roci let me see Renata!" Garp stormed into the room. "It's been months since you last let me see her!"

"Garp you're scaring her again!" Rocinante instinctively picked Renata up.

But this time, Renata didn't cry. 'To get stronger, I need to train. I can learn Haki from Garp but I should probably wait until I'm older. I do not want any permanent damage from his Fists of Love,'

"She's not afraid of me anymore," Garp pointed out. "Good work conquering your fear, Ren! That's one of the parts of your training!"

Rocinante and Sengoku both glared at Garp. "She's not even a year old!"

"It's never too early to start training!" Garp grinned.

"Garp you are not training an infant!" Sengoku growled.

"Relax Senny," Garp said. "I'll wait a few more years,"

"There's no way you're training her at all!" Rocinante added. "Your training will kill her!"

Renata winced at all of the shouting and put her hands to her ears. "Oo owb!"

Silence fell throughout the room and all eyes were on Renata. "S-She said 'too loud!'" Rocinante stuttered. "And she knew what it meant!"

"Rocinante you're overthinking this," Sengoku told him. "Those were just baby noises that coincidentally are similar to the sounds of 'too loud',"

"Ah, you're probably right," Rocinante agreed.

'Phew,' Renata mentally sighed and buried her face into her teddy bear. 'They finally stopped yelling. Thankfully they don't suspect a thing. Trying to say 'too loud' was an accident. I don't want those to be my first words,'

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For the next few years, Renata trained her body with simple tasks. At the age of three years old, she was able to walk long distances without tiring and run short distances. She also started doing small amounts of reps of push-ups and sit-ups, careful to avoid overexerting herself. Rocinante would also take her to the library and flip through pages of books with pictures. Renata enjoyed the change of pace and was able to read some of the text when Rocinante thought that she was staring at the pictures.

Every couple months Rocinante would take Renata on a trip to other islands. Renata loved these outings because she would be able to get away from Marineford and wouldn't have to worry about Sakazuki being around the corner in the hallways. During these explorations she'd see new sights and taste new foods. For those few weeks she'd let loose and actually enjoy her second childhood instead of training.

During one of those vacations, Rocinante and Renata were enjoying a festival on an island. The walkways were crowded and despite Renata's attempt to continue holding her father's hand, her grip slipped and she was lost in the sea of people. Renata looked around frantically but everyone was just so tall and obscured her view. This was the first time Renata was actually alone in public. Her heart began to race.

'Stay calm,' She told herself. 'Daddy isn't going to leave the island without me. He's probably looking for me right now. I'm an adult. I should be used to being alone. It's just been three years since I was actually by myself…'

Renata caught sight of blonde hair and ran in that direction. "Daddy!" She crashed into a pair of long legs and fell backwards. "Ow…" She rubbed her head. 'T-This isn't Daddy. He would immediately scoop me up into his arms once he saw me…' Fearfully, she looked up and paled. 'D-Doflamingo!?'

"And who are you?" Doflamingo crouched down.

"Behehehe, I bet this brat is lost!" Trebol laughed beside the blonde.

"I-I'm looking for D-Daddy," Renata managed to stutter.

"Hey Doffy, is it me or does this girl resemble someone we know?" Diamante asked.

Doflamingo stared intently at Renata. 'Golden-blonde hair…The same shade as his hair as well as mine…She has the same nose and mouth as him as well…' "Kid, what's your name?"

"R-Renata," She managed to stammer and forced herself to stand back up. 'The Donquixote Pirates destroyed an entire town just because Doflamingo fell on an uneven road. Are they going to kill me for bumping into Doflamingo's legs!?'

"Your father," Doflamingo questioned, though he seemed hesitant to ask. "What is his name?"

'He's asking about my father's name?' Renata was surprised at the question. 'Wait, just how much do I resemble Daddy? I know I have his hair color and style, but there's no way he could conclude that I'm related to his brother just by that. Maybe I inherited his facial features as well? I never understood why people say babies have their parents' nose and mouth. They all look the same to me,'

"Oi brat, answer Doffy's question!" Diamante demanded, causing her to flinch.

"Renata!" Rocinante called.

Renata turned to the direction of the voice. "Daddy! I'm over here!"

Rocinante heard her and rushed to her location, wrapping his arms tightly around her. "You're safe…Renata, I was so worried that something bad had happened to you!"

Doflamingo could only stare at the man hugging his daughter. Though it has been fourteen years, there was no doubt about the man's identity. A name escaped Doflamingo's lips. "Rocinante?"


Currently, Renata is three years old, Rocinante is twenty two year old, and Doflamingo is twenty four years old.

A drawing of Renata's Zoan Devil Fruit's full animal form is on my Instagram dracopirates if you want a sneak peek.

This story will be on hiatus for a bit so that I can stock up on prewritten chapters.

Lovett13:
I'm terrible at writing romance. Also, Ren will be a child for most likely a majority of the story. I'm not sure when or if she becomes an adult.

Yuuki no Yuki:
Here's Doffy. As for if she's going undercover with Roci, you'll have to wait and see.

RyusakiUchiha:
I'm glad you liked it.

MaHaru29:
Let's slap him with seastone! And then let's stab him!