God's Natural Enemy
One Piece
Description:
In which our heroine is reborn as a lazy, unmotivated older twin sister of Luffy, unlike her brother, she joined the Marines. All was well until her idiot of a brother got himself caught and put on an execution. Sometimes, sacrifices are a necessary evil...
A/N:
And yes, what's this? A new story?
I admit it, it's something that was running through my mind before creating Anastasia. But it would be fun to write a Marine based story...and as Luffy's sister. I'm not entirely sure of the pairing but it will come naturally or I'll let Lisette decide who she wants to end up with.
Enjoy!
Chapter 1:
There was this thing about reincarnation I've never gotten, not that I even cared for it. Despite the fact that I was one. You know the drive to save everyone you ever loved while reading about it? I lacked it. I won't deny - I did consider this option, saving all those important people, especially the one my brother almost sacrificed his life for.
But I got distracted by Luffy, my younger twin brother of all the possible people, and forgot all about such thoughts for a long time. Until it was too late to do anything but watch.
It'd been a few years since I'd parted from my brothers and fulfilled Grandpa's wish to join the Marines. The only reason I didn't become a pirate like my brothers wanted me to be was so that I could take it easy. Marine life sounded like less work to keep me from being captured or constantly running away.
Somehow, I was perfectly aware of the corruption within the World Government, including the Marines. And yet, it wasn't enough to steer me away from becoming one. I had no interest in climbing up the ranks despite the heavy training my Grandpa put me through once he officially took me in as an apprentice.
"Show me some initiative, Lisette!" Grandpa hollered after I lazily dodged his fist of love, watching him with an incredibly bored expression. He left a hole on the ground where I'd stood just a second ago, making me stare at it in disbelief. It didn't matter how many years I've seen his stupid strength, it would always shock me enough that he thought it was ok to use it on his own grandchildren.
No wonder that Luffy's an idiot.
"ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME OR WHAT, OLD MAN?" I shouted back, my eyes widened as he came at me once more.
"Call me GRANDPA, Lisette!"
"I'll start calling you so ONCE YOU STOP TRYING TO KILL ME!"
Ever since I joined, it'd become a habit for us to train even after Sengoku found it to be a good idea to promote me to Lieutenant. Despite the fact that I rarely moved a muscle if it wasn't important, and I ditched my chores as I'd back at Dadan's (always leaving them to either Ace or Luffy, dragging Sabo with me to hide in a forest until it was all done). Not to mention I despised paperwork more than anything, I can still remember my first attempt to set the damn stock on fire.
I would've succeeded if it hadn't been for Roan, the Warrant officer, stopping me.
Grandpa had paired us up, thinking that Roan was someone I needed to keep me grounded.
He wasn't.
Roan often ended up with all the paperwork, while I happily napped away at the office or the rare times I kept an eye on the new recruits. Our Captain had long given up on trying to make me put in more effort than it was necessary, maybe that was the reason why I was sent to work under Captain Smoker. Let's just say that I lasted for three months with him until I begged Sengoku to assign me to someone else.
Captain Smoker and I simply didn't get along well.
It was like putting together fire and oil and hoping that they wouldn't cause an explosion.
And that's where the story really starts. With me being sent back to the Headquarters around the same time when two newbies joined the Marines.
"Finally! Luffy-san's wanted poster!" I'd been watching the two newest recruits washing the hallways from the outside, and by watching I mean taking a comfortable nap under the open window when Coby's exclamation caught my attention.
I cracked an eye open and paid more attention to what he was saying. Luffy? I contemplated whether or nor I should investigate this new piece of information closer or keep napping. In this past year since I'd been promoted to be a Lieutenant-Commander, I'd started to collect any information about my brothers. Ace's wanted poster already hung in my office, proudly showing off his Flame Flame Fruit, making me slightly proud of having him for a brother.
"30,000,000 Berries!" Coby continued, not having noticed me watching them from the window as I leaned on its frame. "You're one step closer to your dream, Luffy-san, even though it means we'll be enemies one day!"
The pinkette was beaming with pride as he seemed to be lost in a dream-state, not having noticed that his blonde friend staring at me in an utter shock. The guy's face was drained of color, and his body was frozen in shock as he tried to form any coherent words.
"Hm? Are you friends with Monkey D. Luffy, newbies?" My eyes glanced at my brother's wanted poster, taking in the way how he'd grown since the last time I saw him.
Luffy hadn't been happy to see me leaving, in fact, I believe he'd punch me if he were to see me for leaving him and Ace. Or as Ace had said betraying them. That had hurt me, even if I hadn't shown it. I still avoided running into him if I could help it.
Coby's reaction was amusing, hell, if it was even more hilarious than pissing the shit out of Captain Smoker.
"LLL-LIEUTENANT-C-COMMANDER LISETTE!" He stuttered like a broken machine, looking as if he'd seen a ghost. I glanced between the two terrified recruits, knowing exactly what went through their heads.
It wasn't a good idea to declare being friends with a known pirate, even if Luffy was rookie. If it was anyone else, there'd be a high chance the two could get thrown out of the Marines. Or into the Impel Down for associating with evil.
"Take it easy, what are your names?" I gestured for the two to relax, which they did. The blondie collapsed on the floor, clutching onto the mop.
"Names?" He repeated, looking at me wearily.
"You're not in trouble, I'm just curious to know the names of my brother's friends," I explained, gesturing towards Luffy's wanted poster as I smiled. I couldn't possibly go and tell them that I already knew things that I shouldn't. That I knew the names of people, who were still relatively unknown to the world. Or the secrets and corruption the World Government was trying hard to hide.
I knew about the Dressrosa and Alabasta.
And I hated the fact that I wasn't strong, or powerful, enough to do anything to help them.
"You're Luffy-san's SISTER!?" Coby shouted, frantically looking between the poster and me, trying to connect the dots. Before blinking. The resemblance was clear to anyone, who knew Luffy.
We both had the same black hair, and eyes, even though my hair was longer and more feminine. Ever since Sabo's death, I stopped cutting my hair allowing it to grow. In the past, I was quick to get irritated by my hair so I kept it as short as it was possible, there were times when people had mistaken me for a boy which frustrated my brothers a lot, especially Luffy because he loved the idea of me being his sister and not a brother.
Our faces looked similar but that's where the similarities ended. Unlike Luffy, I wasn't a goofball of an idiot. Nor a Rubberman. I was a bit taller than my brother, I don't know how much but the feeling was there. Then there was the fact that unlike me, my twin brother was still naive to the reality of our corrupted world.
The only time, he'd seen it was what happened back in the Grey Terminal and us losing Sabo.
But that was just the start of what he'd see during his journey, I couldn't help but pray that he'd at least gathered some loyal and trustworthy crew to sail with him.
"To be more precise, I'm his older twin sister," I corrected with a lazy yawn, glancing around to see if anyone was listening. It didn't matter if I was a Lieutenant-Commander or not, having a brother for a pirate could be the end of my time with the Marines. "But let's keep this fact between ourselves, hm?"
"I'm Coby, and he's Helmeppo," the pinkette introduced, smiling a little as he was still trying to process the very idea of Luffy having a twin sister.
"If I may ask - why did you become a Marine and not a pirate?" Helmeppo asked, seeming to get over of his fear of me telling on them. A big part of me wanted to introduce those two to Grandpa, just so that he'd finally beat someone else up. It would leave me more free time to take my naps.
I blinked at them, realizing that Luffy must have told them about his dream to become the Pirate King.
"...'Cause this way I can take my naps, not worrying about having a bounty."
The two stared at me, both in disbelief and shock.
"N-Naps?" Helmeppo repeated, staring at me as if I'd grown a second head.
"Naps. Plus I loathe paperwork."
"...You should've become a pirate, Lisette-sama," Coby bluntly stated, picking up his jaw as he took in my statement and watched me picking my nose. It was a habit I shared with my twin. One which Dadan attempted to beat out of me but unsuccessfully.
I shrugged, "Why to be a pirate when I can do everything Luffy's doing as a Marine?" It was an honest question, and one I'd responded to both Grandpa and Sengoku-old-man after he'd asked me why did I choose to join their ranks.
Then there was this tiny little fact that I couldn't change the way how things worked if I was a pirate, I needed to be a Marine in order to change the meaning of Justice. For that end, I was willing to become a Devil myself if it meant changing the order of the world. To protect the weak from corrupted Marines, and weed out what's wrong in this world.
Even if it meant losing Luffy's trust in me.
"Even if it means becoming Luffy-san's enemy, Lisette-sama?"
"Don't you have the same resolve, Coby, Helmeppo?" I retorted rather than answering his question, watching my brother's smiling face a bit longer than I should have. "Becoming a good Marine, even though you'll end up enemies."
As expected, Coby nodded in agreement, while Helmeppo looked less enthusiastic. I may not be able to remember every single detail, but I knew enough to remember that the blondie wasn't a huge fan of my brother. But the two in front of me would later become a good addition to the Marine numbers, and it wouldn't hurt me to make an early connection with them.
After all, I wasn't with the Marines to play family with them, although something inside of me whispered that those two could be different.
Keep your friends close, but enemies closer.