The Broken Crew Hears the Bad News!

The White Devil Docks!

A young male stepped off of his small caravel-like boat. He wore black pants and his white tux shirt was tucked in. His shaggy black hair swayed in front of his dark green eyes. He looked back at his trustworthy ship. It had gotten him from one island to another, but sadly it wasn't flashy enough to attract attention so he was often left alone and in the quiet. Boy did he hate the quiet. He'd just have to find some nakamas to liven the ship up for him! One new nakama would be nice.

He spun his left arm around and did a quick stretch. His body was cramped up. His left arm was decorated with tattoos of clockwork with gears and cogs taking up the entire stretch of skin from his shoulder and wrist. The back of his hand had a circle of waves ending at the dot in the center. The creepiest tattoos were the ones on his fingers. An X on his thumb. A single I on his fore finger, middle finger, and ring finger. And a 'th' decorating his pinky with the T above the H.

"Now," he said as he bent down to pick up his medicine bag, "Let's find me some new crewmates and the best place to look for them is at a diner."

(-With Hiro-Shu and Sage-)

"Do I have some new specimens? Er, I mean patients?" said a young voice from inside. A scattering of feet could be heard from inside.

"I don't like this guy," said Sage, "You want to know why?" Hiro-Shu didn't respond. "First, a strange woman dressed in a rob gave us the directions to this place. Second, he got specimens mixed up with patients. And third, he sounds way too young! His body is probably hideously deformed! A child's head, a woman's legs, a man's chest, and baby's arms! Who know what else he could be doing to his body!"

"I think you are overreacting," said Hiro-Shu, "besides we are only here to drop the girl off."

"But a third hand could come his mouth and grab us! He could drag us onto a giant spider's web and start sucking our blood out through a straw!" complained Sage.

"Fine," said Hiro-Shu, "You can wait outside and I'll go in by myself."

"Wait outside?" said Sage, "do you know how dangerous that is!" The door creaked open and a little boy walked out, he went unnoticed by Sage, "The freak in there could have a horde of zombie minion ready to come out and steal my brain!"

"Zombies are overrated," said the little boy. His short blonde hair was neatly combed to the side keeping it out of his light pink eyes. He was wearing a dark pink hooded shirt and shorts. You could barely make out the dark blue shirt underneath the hooded shirt, his shoes matched his shirt along with the dark-blue gloves he had on his hands.

"Oh, he's SO CUTE!" shouted Sage, "Hullo, der wittle boy. Is the woctor in the house wight now? We weally need to talk with him."

"No, he's standing outside the house talking to a fool," said the boy he looked at Hiro-Shu, "The name is David H. Dreems. Wow, you're big. It's a pleasure to meet you." He extended a hand to Hiro-Shu. Hiro-Shu stuck out his hand, which was nearly three times bigger then David's.

"Back at ya," said Hiro-Shu, "how old are you eight? Nine?"

David stomped his foot down into the ground in a child-like manner, "I am a teenager! I turned thirteen several months ago! Apologize now or I won't treat the speci…er, patient."

"Sorry, you look young for your age," said Hiro-Shu.

"Fine, apology accepted," he sighed, "come on in." He waved them into the house.

"I wonder where the doctor is," said Sage overcoming her fear to step inside.

"I think the 'wittle' boy is the doctor," said Hiro-Shu.

"But he said the doctor was talking to an…oh…that's not very nice!" said Sage visibly upset.

Hiro-Shu glanced to his left and to his right and the more he did so the more he believed Sage was right to say to not come into the house. The shelves around them was decorated with human organs. Livers, pancreas, a gall bladder or two, he seemed to have a surplus of appendixes in jars. It seemed the boy was an avid collector of body parts. He was beginning to think what the woman said about charging an arm and a leg was meant to be literal.

The trio soon came to an open table with leather restraints where the arms and legs would be placed. "Put her down onto the table, I can't wait to cut her open and see her insides!" He looked around the room and the dozens of scalpels, saws, and other cutting tools he had laid out.

"I think," said Hiro-Shu, "we should go see another doctor."

Sage gulped. "I wanted to go see another doctor before we came in here to see this one."

"Eh…" said Hiro-Shu to David, "I don't think we have the kind of money to pay for that. I think we'll just leave." Hiro-Shu was about to turn around when David appeared in front of him.

"Uh…I know you guys can have the friends and family discount!" said David, "now I am sure you can pay for it!" He tried pushing the behemoth over to the table with little or no success.

"I don't think you understand, kid, we are pirates," said Hiro-Shu, "we aren't going to pay you anything, as a matter of fact, we might actually rob you."

"Well, then your friend might as well get treated here, too," said David still trying to push Hiro-Shu, he was obviously enthusiastic about cutting someone open. "Why are you so dang heavy!"

"Come on, Sage," said Hiro-Shu, "we are leaving."

"Tranquilizer!" shouted David. Hiro-Shu felt his entire body go limp. He plummeted to the ground. His eyes were still open as David made a gun out of his hand and started spreading pink dust all over his body.

A creepy smile shot over David's face. "You were pretty heavy, weren't ya? I guess I'll just have to dissect you and find out why."

(-with Mikoto)

"If I'm going to quit being a pirate I guess I'll need a real job," said Mikoto, his stomach grumbled audibly. "First, I guess I need to find some real food." He saw a nearby diner and headed into it.

He scrambled around his pocket for some loose change. Very little…it may be enough for a meal, maybe even two if he doesn't eat a lot. Being a pirate was so much better. No! He wasn't going to endanger his crews' lives anymore just because he wasn't strong enough. It was his fault that Zesiro had a bruise the size of pizza on his side, that Hiro-Shu's iron armor was dented and he himself was banged up, or that Sage's entire body was developing bruises and her foot was twisted up something terrible.

A man in the corner of the restaurant had a full steak in front of him, but it appeared to have been out for awhile as Mikoto didn't see any steam coming from it, what really interested Mikoto about the man was his tattoo on his left arm, all those gears and cogs. Mikoto almost fell into a trance looking at it. He finally settled down in a corner where he couldn't see the man and he couldn't see him. He ordered a salmon fillet and some cola.

A large man at the front table was sitting there with some alcohol and some meat with a bone in it. He had a large sword in it and from the sound of his voice he was just there looking for trouble. "I am 'Big Sword' Mashiro. I just got me a brand new bounty of 6 million! You people better give me my food for free."

Mikoto smirked. Imagine if you had a six million belie bounty if people just gave you free food. Mikoto wondered what that meant he would get for free with his 25 million belie bounty. No! His days of pirating were over!

Mashiro's antics continued for the next couple of minutes. He did stupid stuff like knock plates onto the floor or spill his drink and asked for more food, which probably one half of it went into his mouth. The other the half ended up on the floor. Mikoto was fine with everything that he did, he didn't really care about the floor of this place. Mikoto would've just been fine eating his food in peace. But then Mashiro just had to go and push his luck.

Mashiro knocked his plate onto the floor and called the waitress over again. The waitress' skirt was small only about mid thigh. You could tell she didn't feel comfortable about wearing it, nonetheless wearing it while she was serving a pirate. She walked over and started to pick the plates up when Mashiro smashed his foot onto her back. "Tell you what, purty yung thin' come onto my pirate ship me and my boys here promise you a good time." The boys started to hoot and holler. The girl looked mortified, but couldn't find the voice to stand up to a pirate. The noise stopped when Mikoto's leg ended up lodged in Mashiro's forehead. Or maybe it was when the mysterious stranger from the corner's hand was smashed into the guy's gut. It was hard to tell which came first.

"I hit him first," said Mikoto smiling at the guy.

"I hate to disagree, but I think my fist knocked him way before your kick did," said the man.

Mashiro rose to his feet, "I'm going to chop you!" He reached for his sword.

"Like I said with pirates it always comes down to a gun or a sword. Hey, I have an idea of how we can settle who hit him first," said Mikoto.

"Pray tell," said the man.

"The first one to knock him and his goons out wins," said Mikoto.

"Sounds like a fine idea," said the man.

(-With Hiro-Shu, Sage, and Zesiro-)

"Wake up," said Zesiro slapping Hiro-Shu gently across the face, "wake up." Hiro-Shu's eyes rolled to an open.

"What?" Hiro-Shu was obviously out of it.

"Where's Sage at?" asked Zesiro, "I have something to tell you guys and I want to do it all at once."

"Sage? Sage!" Hiro-Shu jumped up. He looked around him. "Crap, that crazy kid psychopath must've taken her! Where could he be?

"Oh, yeah, there was this note attached to your forehead," said Zesiro holding up a piece of paper. On the front of the paper was a classic idiot symbol of a smiley face with his tongue stuck out and one of his fingers pulling one of his eyelids down.

Hiro-Shu took it without saying a word. "Sorry. But for some reason whenever I tried to dissect you a weird metal plate came up protecting you so I'll just settle with working on the two girls for now. Come back when you learn some manners." Some of the words were misspelled and the handwriting was sloppy.

"He's got Sage," said Hiro-Shu, "man, Mikoto's going to be mad about this."

"Something tells me Sage is going to be even madder," said Zesiro. "So, where's the building?"

Hiro-Shu frowned he didn't remember the way to the building. Much less what the building looked like. He looked around frantically. He spun around and saw the building right behind him. Hiro-Shu struck out with his foot knocking the door down with little effort.

"Hey, Hiro-Shu," piqued Sage, "I was starting to wonder what was taking you so long!"

"Sage?" said Hiro-Shu rushing up to her. "You are okay?"

"Yeah," said Sage, "why wouldn't I be?"

"The doctor?"

"He's not as bad as he is…overly enthusiastic," said Sage, "oh, and guess what he fixed my foot! I can walk with ease now! That rubble hitting it back at Karasu's place did some damage, but now I am back and better then ever. I am ready to go back to pirating, kicking butt and taking names, right alongside the Infinity Pirates."

"That's nice to know," said Hiro-Shu.

"We should probably be heading out soon. Zesiro where did Mikoto head off for anyways?"

"Don't know," said Zesiro. He was finding it harder to tell them with each passing moment.

"Are you insane!" said Sage, "Mikoto needs a leash! It'll take us forever to find him! Let's hope he didn't get into any trouble. Ho! Let's hope he didn't get drunk!"

"Who cares he's not our problem," said Zesiro. He couldn't quite get it out of his throat.

"What do you mean he's our captain," said Sage.

Zesiro struggled with the next few words. It probably would've been easier to kill them with his own two hands then to tell them the news.

"Well, Zesi!" said Sage in playful/annoyed way, "where is he?"

"I said it doesn't matter, and it doesn't. He left the crew," said Zesiro. "The Infinity Pirate crew is now down to its last three members." He should've just cut off their heads. It would've saved him from looking at their faces.

The Sleeping Woman Awakens!

Well, it seems like I still haven't made a decent list of the doctor OC's as someone has not made their official appearance yet. Oh, well. Until then I got a few requests about open positions in my story and here is a quick list of open slots for admirals, Shichibukai, Yonkous, etc.

Admirals: 3 open slots

Fleet Admial: 1 open slot

Yonkous: 4 open positions

Shichibukai: 4 open positions

So, if you have an idea for one of these characters feel free to submit them.