Hi guys. This story was partly inspired by Stranded in Another World written by kittyface27.
I will be posting another story in the next week or so which I have adopted: The Brother Chase written by Shadow The Shattered Princsess
I am just working on what I want to do to change it to make it my own as well as keeping in many of the elements that Shadow The Shattered Princsess had in the original as well.
There will be another note at the end of the story. But here are a few short notes for this story.
- Luffy is a pirate and is off on his own adventure.
- Sabo is with the Revoulantary Army and Ace and Luffy think he is dead, but not for long.
- Thatch is alive as this is before Teach has betrayed the Whitebeards.
Read and enjoy guys. Please like, review and follow. Please know, I don't own One Piece. Some characters might be OOC.
World Jumper
Chapter 1: Injured Jumper
A red-eyed young man stared in disbelief as to where his powers had brought him. Right in the middle of a battle of two groups, he wasn't sure who belonged to which group or why they were fighting, or why they were fighting on ships at sea, but his powers had brought to the middle of a battle between two groups of people. Why did his powers bring him here? He hated boats. And the ocean. They had no good memories for him.
This was not where his powers were meant to bring him. Was this because he was injured? Why did his powers bring him here of all places? He was already injured with a badly bleeding side from that damn monster animal, he did not want to do any more fighting and bleed to death. Just what world did jump too? He swears his powers have a mind of their own sometimes.
He saw that both groups stopped their fighting and stared at him. This was beyond nerve-wracking and he was sure he didn't have enough power to make another jump to a new world again. He was feeling drained and he was sure trying to jump to another world now would most likely kill him. He has alright jumped to mulpitable worlds as it was, he really didn't think he had the power and energy to do it again.
"Who the hell are you?" someone finally asked him. At least, that's the teen thought he was asked, he wasn't too sure as he didn't really understand whatever language they were speaking. It was not something he has ever heard before and he has travelled to many worlds and has heard many languages.
The red-eyed young man ignored them and looked around him. Did someone here have healing powers or something? That's the only reason why he could think his powers jumped him here. Especially given that he does his best to avoid boats and the ocean whenever he could. He hated them with a passion.
"Where did you come from kid?" a new voice asked him. At least he was guessing it was something like that.
"Who's side are you on yoi?" another new voice asked.
In all honesty, all it was weird sounds. He had no idea what any of them were saying. He didn't understand their language. Whatever it is. It seemed like some kind of common language since someone from both sides tried to speak to him. Probably asking him who he was or something, but he had no idea. Should he try talking to them and see if they understand him? They likely wouldn't though. Not many people ever did understand when he spoke to them in his native language because of how rare it was. It was an old dying language after all since his race was one of the oldest in time and they were slowly dying out.
"The kid's injured," someone else said as they pointed to his wound.
Well, the red-eyed young man was guessing they were asking about his injury? Like how you got it or something. Or maybe they noticed the wound and are just pointing it out? He wasn't sure. He wondered, but he didn't see it as an important thing right now. Yeah, he would try to talk to them, but he didn't think they would understand him though.
"Alla Mona dase drie urie kila mie powa depa?" The young man asked if someone had healing powers but they all gave him a confused look. It seemed they didn't understand him and the only way for him to understand them and them to understand him was for him to kiss someone, which was the same thing as having to use another person's power. He couldn't really share his power unless the person kissed him back, but he needed to kiss someone to understand their weird language and for him to speak it. It would come out and sound like theirs to them and would sound like his language to him. He knew they wouldn't understand him, but it was worth a shot.
He closed his eyes as more people were asking him questions. He was using his ability from his powers to know what who had the powers he wanted to borrow to heal himself. He looked over a blond haired man as his ability was pulling him over to him. Everyone was confused on why this stranger suddenly headed over to the pirate with the pineapple haircut. Looking at the guy's hair was making him hungry, he wanted food. He was starving.
The young man was dressed in jeans, boots, a nice bottomed up shirt and a very good looking jacket. One of his hands never seemed to leave his scarf that was wrapped around his neck, wanting to make sure he never loses that. The other people seemed to be looking at him like he was crazy. It seemed it was warm here but he had no real proper body temperature so he never felt hot or cold. He could never tell the difference. He just dressed how he liked, which was always nicely.
One of the people pointed at the red eyed young man. "He's with the Whitebeards! Kill him too!" The red eyed young man didn't react as he had no idea what they were saying. Only thing he understood really was white bread, what did food have to do with any of this?
The teen's eyes were scanning everyone and everything around him as he used his ability to make his way to the blond haired man. Why he had such a weird haircut, he had no idea. It looked like a weed or flower or something was on the guy's head. He was confused as one side seemed to get extremely, extremely aggressive suddenly and the other side looked confused and were asking the blond man questions. So the side with the large group seemed to be on the blond healing powered man whose powers he wanted to borrow.
"Commander Marco, you know this kid?" someone asked.
"Why is the kid walking over to Marco?"
"You know him Marco?"
"Is he your kid or something Marco?"
"You know Marco's kid?"
"Why is the kid ignoring us?"
"What language was the kid speaking before?"
"I just want to know where he came from."
"You think he's a devil fruit eater or something?"
"If he is, what's his fruit?"
"Marco son, do you know this young man?" a very large man asked suddenly. Making the red eyed young man stop in his tracks as he has never seen anyone this big before. How was this man so large? Was he like a giant or something? He was massive, at least in the red eyed young man's opinion he was massive.
"No Pops, I don't think so," Marco replied as he looked at the nicely dressed young man. The kid didn't look familiar at all and why was he dressed so good? Just what were clothes? He didn't recognise all of them. And of course, the teen wasn't surprised by that at all. They didn't know each other so why would this blond guy with a weird haircut recognize or know him?
Was Marco a name? The red eyed young man wasn't sure. Was this the blond man's name? What kind of name is Marco anyway? It wasn't one he has heard of before. Well, at least not one he could remember hearing in any of the worlds he has jumped to before. And he knew it wasn't one within his own culture, not one that he could remember being used anyway.
The red eyed young man sensed the attack then flipped backwards almost as high as one as the largest man on this ship. Shocking a few people. One of the people from the other crew had tried to attack the kid with his sword. Some of his blood tripped onto the deck of the ship and one the man's face. Confusing a few people as they saw. It wasn't red, it was a gold glittery yellow colour. The young man moved almost impossibly fast as his feet hit the ground and disarmed the man who tried to attack him. His sword was off in the ocean and the man was holding a broken hand. Everyone saw his red eyes and they looked like nothing more than red streaks.
Okay, going with the logic in his head. The people with the matching tattoo marks are in one group and the other people with no marks tattoo things were another group. The red eyed young man fixed his scar around his neck as his hand went to his side. Damn it, he made his wound worse just then and he was overusing his power and abilities right now. He was starving too which didn't help matters. He needed to do something before he passed out from exhaustion. But what?
His eyes watched as he covered one of the people with the tattoo marking as a gun when off. His eyes reading the actions of the enemy easily. They were going to try to shoot someone who wasn't paying attention. He wouldn't allow it. He normally wouldn't get involved in others fights, and it's not like he wanted to either. His powers just brought him here and the guys without the tattoo attacked him. So he would side with the tattooed people, for now.
The crimson eyed young man bit his lip as he felt the bullet enter his body as he protected the guy with the large tattoo on his back. It was different but pretty much the same as the tattoos here. It looked different, but it has the same meaning and similar making. So that meant he was with the tattooed people. Damn, the bullet hole was going to ruin his clothes, not like blood was easy to get out of the clothes either. Damn it. His clothes were ruined.
The red eyed young had one hand on his scarf and the other hand on his new wound as his old one was still bleeding too. It was just not his day. He was very injured and bleeds lots.
"Ace!" someone shouted.
Ace was a name that the teen recognised. He knew many Aces from many different worlds that he has been to. It seemed they had unique and fairly common names here in this world.
"Shit! That's a sea stone gun! Someone take that guy out!" someone else yelled.
The red eyed young man made sure that 'Ace' stayed on the ground as he pointed his hand at the man and they all watched as the man suddenly disappeared and they all heard a large splash and that was the last thing the crimson eyed young man saw as he passed out from exhaustion. His body finally had enough of the pain that it has been through today.
Ace was very confused why the other didn't pass through him as he was suddenly tackled and protected by his side. He was even more confused on this stranger who didn't seem to understand them or speak the same language as them was suddenly protecting him. Or why. He would have been fine. And why the hell was this guy bleeding yellow glitter? Why had been walking towards Marco? What was going? And did someone just say sea stone gun? The guy got hit with a sea bullet? Shit, that was not good. And who was this guy? Where did he come from? Just how strong is he? And why is he here? And just what the hell is his power? And how did he make that gun with a sea stone gun and bullets in the gun disappear and land in the water like that? Why did this kid save him?
Ace caught the guy as he passed out and he felt weak holding him. Was it because of the sea stone that Ace felt weak like this? It had to be, there could be no other excuse.
"That guy just saved Ace…" Kingdew, one of the commanders in the Whitebeard Pirates said in shock. A lot of the pirates were shocked by this mystery kid's actions. Just who and what was the kid? He was unlike any one they have come across before.
"He did yoi..." Marco said with a nod. That was not something that they had expected. Especially since the young man looked lost and just as confused as they did when he appeared out of nowhere. Though the First Division commander was confused about why the young man wanted from him. He did seem to want to talk or get something from Marco before he was attacked and protected Ace. Just who was the nicely dressed bleeding kid? And what did the kid want with him?
"Sons! You will protect that young man who protected Ace!" Whitebeard ordered his crew as he was trying to think. None of this made sense and for the first in his many years of being a pirate, he didn't know what was going on. Who was this young man? Where did he come from? What does he want from Marco? WHy did he save Ace? What was this kid's goal? It looked like he had a devil fruit to move dimensions or something but that was impossible as the fruit was already taken by someone else. And this young man was bleeding a glitter gold coloured blood and not red like the rest of them? Was he an alien or something?
But other than the yellow shiny blood and his crimson red eyes, the kid looked and appeared to be human. Maybe he was a humanoid or something? Or of a species of aliens that looked very human-like or something? Or was he experimented on and his blood turned into this colour because of that? Whitebeard and his crew had many questions and no way of getting answers if the kid and they couldn't communicate with each other.
The Whitebeard Pirates were all in agreement easily about protecting the kid who protected Ace. That didn't mean that they trusted the kid, whoever he was, but they would give him a chance. Mostly. He seemed to be more friend than foe currently, because why protect Ace if he was an enemy?
"You okay Ace-yoi?" Marco asked the young pirate as the rest of the crew easily handled the enemy pirates in a one way sided killing, with the Whitebeards obviously winning. None of them were happy about the attack on Ace.
"Yeah… just didn't expect this is all…. What do you think this guy is?" Ace asked the other as he looked at the male. The young commander was very curious who and what this passed out guy was. "He looks close to my age or maybe younger. But why is his blood like a glittery yellow colour? And what language was he talking just before? I have never heard anything like it before..."
"I have no idea yoi..." Marco answered honestly as a few of the nurses raced over to them. They would do their best to help this kid. "But hopefully we can help him in some way..." And hopefully be able to get some answers from the guy when he woke up. They would be able to get answers from him, wouldn't they? If they could work out what language he was speaking. Maybe they could try writing? Or try sign language or something else? It wouldn't be good if they couldn't communicate with their new friend here. And Marco was sure that Pops might want him to join the crew, the guy did save Ace from being killed after all.
Marco looked up at his captain and he saw the look in Whitebeard's eyes. Yep, the captain wanted to keep the stray kid they found. He wasn't sure how to feel about that.
"What are we going to call him until we know his name?" Jozu asked.
"Red, since he has red eyes, that should do until we learn his name yoi," Marco replied. It was also a simple and easy name for them all to remember. Hopefully, the kid won't mind too much. But it wasn't like they knew his name, and if the kid was speaking another language. If his name was written down on anything, they most likely wouldn't be able to read or understand the language as it would most likely be the same one that he spoke. Which no-one understood. This was going to be hard, but they were the WHitebeard Pirates. They were always up for a challenge. No matter how difficult, just hopefully this one wouldn't be too difficult for them.
Marco watched the nurses as they assessed the passed out young man. Just in case something happened, like the kid waking up and trying to hurt someone as he was obviously somewhere he wasn't familiar with. Or in case one of the pirates from the crew they were fighting tried something, or managed to get passed the crew. The nurses were an important part of their crew after all.
Later
"How is he yoi?" Marco asked Lacey, one of the nurses. Asking about their new friend and guest. They wanted to give the young man a blood transferation. But they had no idea what his blood type was. Or if they could even give him their blood. They did know it was a male though because the nurses had informed them that he was. They had to cut him out of his clothes to patch him up. Izo was making the young man some clothes similar to what they had seen him wearing. And similar to what the kid had his bag he had with him. None of them had realised he had a bag until one of them had found it after getting rid of the other pirate crew.
"He'll wake up but he'll be weak. He lost a bit of blood and without knowing his blood type or what his blood is, or if we can even give him our blood. It's hard to do a blood transfusion," Lacey replied to the commander. Marco and Lacey were close, so she never hides anything from him. "Hollie is doing some blood tests, but until she is done. There isn't much else I can say. I have Danni staying at his bed in case he wakes up. What should we call him until we know his name?"
"Red, his eyes were a red colour so we will refer to him as Red until we know his name yoi," Marco replied. They didn't know if he was alien and it would be rude of them to call him that if he wasn't. Maybe he had a blood disorder or something which was why his blood was a different colour or something?
Danni was one of the nurses but she was also a language specialist. Some hopefully she will be able to communicate with this guy. Find a language or something he can respond to. At least, that was the hope.
"From what we can estimate, he's around 18 to 20 years old, has natural red eyes and light coloured hair. He has several scars, the worst on his back," Lacey told Marco as she handed him a file that she just wrote the name 'Red' on. "He has several tattoos that cover some of the scars. He was badly injured due to a massive claw mark that had cut him deeply on his side. The bullet he took for Commander was Sea Stone, but I don't think he's a devil fruit eater."
"Why not yoi?" Marco asked her. That can't be right, he and everyone else had seen this kid use devil fruit powers of some kind. They weren't sure what they were, but they had seen the kid use what looked like devil fruit power of some kind.
"I used a normal scalpel on him and it worked perfectly," she replied to the First Division Commander. If a normal scalpel worked, in her opinion and some of the other nurses's opinions, that meant this kid wasn't a devil fruit eater.
"He could be a Paramecia or Zoan type yoi," Marco said, trying to think of a reason for a normal scalpel working. He could think of a few reasons for why it would work. It was more he wanted it to be a devil fruit and not something else. If it was something else, it meant they were either dealing with an alien or someone who was human experiment.
"His condition also didn't change at all when we removed the sea-stone," Lacey added to him. A devil fruit eater's condition would have changed, no matter what their devil fruit type was. Their body would have relaxed and been relieved to have the sea stone out of it. This kid's body and condition were still the same. Not in critical danger, but in a dangerous position. "Hopefully we can find a way to communicate with 'Red' and get some answers. If not, I don't know what to say, Marco. His body just isn't reacting the way a devil fruit eater does." So Lacey and the other nurses were convinced that this kid was not likely not a devil fruit eater, which meant that he was most likely not of their world.
That was concerning a little. He would have to make sure to talk to Pops about it without the others around. No point in worrying everyone. Like Lacey said, hopefully they can find a way to communicate with the guy and get answers.
"Alright, thank you for the update yoi. I will go speak to Pops and see what he wants to do about this," Marco said with a nod to the nurse. "How were the others? We only had a few injured and nothing looked bad from where I had been. Ace alright yoi?"
"Commander Ace is fine Commander Marco," Lacey informed him. "And none of the injuries were bad. Just small and minor things. Only person who can't do anything is Nathan from the second division, and that's only because he had to get stitches. He'll be fine after a week or two once the stitches have healed."
"Alright, thank you Lacey yoi," Marco replied. He left the infirmary to go find Whitebeard and speak to him in private over the matter about their guest 'Red'. Once the two of them spoke, they would call a commander's meeting and talk to the other commanders about what to do in the matter of their guest.
The next day
The red eyed young man woke up. He saw a wooden ceiling above him which confused him greatly as he didn't remember being inside a house before. Was he even still on the ship he was on before? He hoped nope as he handed boats, but the chances were high as he was sure that it was the ship's ceiling he was staring at. He sat up and looked around him. Where was he? What was this massive room with a lot of beds in it? What happened? What are these strange machines attached to him? Who was the lady in pink asleep in the chair near him? Who was she and why was she here? She didn't look like the kind of doctor or medical person he has seen before. What are these weird wires and why were they attached to those machines? Wasn't he in the fight of some fight between two rival groups of some kind? Who won it? Where's the guy with the healing powers?!
He closed his eyes and easily sensed the man out. He felt a little headed and stopped. Okay, he'll try again when his headache is gone.
The young man went to get out of bed and realised something once he had the sheets off. He was pretty much naked. Why the hell was he naked? What happened to his clothes? He couldn't just teleport or walk anywhere without clothes. Naked was only something that someone should do when bathing, swimming or being with their partner.
The young man was at least glad he had his underwear still on. Otherwises everything would be just awkward trying to find his bag. Where was his bag anyway? And where was his scarf?! If someone has taken it or done any damage to it he was going to skim them alive! Or jump them right into a volcano!
The young man got out the bed and did his best to tie the sheet of the bed around him like make-shift clothes. He needed to find his scarf then his bag with his clothes and find the healing powered person so he could borrow their power and heal his wounds. He was at least happy to see that someone had tried to help him and tried to take care of his wounds.
He felt weak walking around, but he managed it as he was looking for his belongings. And then find the healing guy and food. Yeah, he needed food. His stomach was roaring at him to get food and energy from it. He was surprised that the lady in pink was able to sleep through all of the roaring his stomach was doing. It was quite loud.
He found his bag easily and grabbed out a set of clothes. He noticed he was missing a set of clothes but didn't think anything of it. He would worry about it and find it later. Right now, he had more important things to do. His scarf was with his bag which he was so happy about, he had no idea what he would do without it. Wrapping it around his neck happily. It might seem silly to some, but it was his most prized possession, given to him by someone special. He would rather die than not have it. He would do anything to get his scarf back. It was the only thing he had of that person left, he can't lose the scarf, ever. Now that his headache was gone he sensed out the healing guy.
He got dressed quickly and tried to use his powers to jump to where he could sense the healing powered man, but nothing happened. Damn it, he was pretty much running completely empty on energy then. He would have to find some food to get energy or go find the guy on foot.
He sighed and sensed what was closer, the healing man or food. If food was close, maybe he could jump himself here with what little power he had left, or just walk there while trying to avoid the small army of people on this ship. Food seemed to be closer, so maybe he could jump there? If he really pushed himself. The red eyed young man closed his eyes and forced his powers past their limits, the sooner he found food. The sooner he could get energy for his body, the sooner he could find the healing man and the sooner he could jump himself somewhere safe. It was going to take him for his body to recover since he hasn't run his body on such low energy levels in a very low time. It was dangerous, but right now, he was somewhere with no allies and everyone was an enemy until he knew otherwises.
He felt his body do the jump and he was breathing heavily on the ground as he landed harshly. Damn it, that hurt more than he cared to admit. He had no energy left at all in his body. He was running on will power alone now until he could get some food. Now, where was this food that he was sensing? A kitchen? A small panic or dining area or something?
The red eyed young man looked up and all he could see were a sea of blue, brown and green eyes all staring at him. Oh shit. It looks like he jumped himself to an eating hall of some kind. Oh, this was not good. He seemed to be at the heart of everything on this ship.
"It's you!" the man who he protected from being shot shouted as he saw him. Was it good or bad that the person he saved with the weird tattoo mark was here? Was it good or bad that he was still with the tattoo people? He had no idea. They weren't allies, but they weren't enemies at the same time. Then again, he didn't know them, so they were technically enemies. Since they weren't really friends, so many he should classify these people as frenemies until he knows otherwises? "Someone get Marco and the nurses!"
The red eyed young man sighed. He really wished he knew what these were saying.
Why was this guy pointing at him? He didn't understand, was it a threat or something? He didn't understand what the other was saying or why he was pointing at him. He just wanted to borrow the healing man powers and get food then go somewhere safe.
He hated water and boats. They weren't safe. He needed to leave as soon as possible. And hopefully none of these people will come near him again. He didn't want to hurt them, but he would if he had to. He needed to go as soon as possible. Though, he was wondering what world this was. He knew he had a massive jump here and he bypassed several worlds, but that was only to get to someone who had healing powers so that he would heal himself. The young man was used to doing everything by himself. Since that person died, the person who gave him the scarf, it has been the teen himself against the world. Which was probably how and why he was now on the run from those people and their damn evil creatures. The one that had given him the injury in the first place.
Those Hella creatures were pure killing machines and very difficult to fight. He really did not want to find their way here. They will do anything and everything in their path to get their target. Including killing innocent people. And their target right now, was him.
More of these Jumper looking people started talking to him. Seeming to be saying things, but he didn't understand or know what. Can't they understand that he didn't understand them? But he didn't like how close the people were getting to him. It was actually starting to make the red eyed young man panic a little. There were so many people and so little space between him and any kind of exit. More than he was used to and they were surrounding him. Like they were getting to kill him. And they were so loud all trying to speak to him at once. It was giving him a horrible headache and he was exhausted and hungry. Can they just leave him alone?
He yelled at them to stay back and be quiet, but they only got closer and louder. The space between them was getting smaller and smaller and the young man was really starting to panic. He hated enclosed and small spaces. He didn't want to be boxed in! Panic was obvious in his body language and eyes.
Someone shouted and they all stopped. A few of them moved away and said something to him, but he wasn't sure what they were saying. Maybe they were apologising? A few of them were looking sorry, he wasn't fully sure why. But they were. He saw a man walking up to him and he grabbed whatever was closest to him to use a weapon. A fork.
He wasn't sure what he was going to be able to do with a fork, but he would use it to defend himself if needed. Well, he had a few ideas on what he could do with it, but that wasn't the point. He knew how to fight and he would not go down without a fight. Hopefully he can take some of these people with him.
The man stopped as he seemed to realise that the red-eyed young man was panicked and scared. He told the others something else and they all went quiet, of course, that's when the young man's stomach roared and growled for everyone to hear. It was a little embarrassing, but the young man didn't say anything to them. The man who had been walking to him, he was dressed in a way that teen was unfamiliar with. He looked and seemed to be dressed kinda girly.
The girly male said something to someone. A man dressed in mostly white. The man in white seemed to be a cook or something as he was getting food and putting it onto a plate.
Were they going to give him food? Why? They don't know him. He didn't understand this. Why were they doing this? What did they want in return for this? He didn't have much money or anything on him. He knew from personal experience that no-one did anything for any for free so there had to be a catch of some kind.
Izo smiled as Thatch came over a plate with a bit of everything on it. They weren't sure what the kid did or didn't eat, so a plate with a bit of everything should work. He must have used his powers to escape the infirmary and the nurses. Hopefully he didn't hurt himself worse when he landed.
It had been so loud and sudden that it had gotten everyone's attention. Though, nothing was louder than the obviously starving kid's stomach. It was echoing quite loudly that even his echo had echoes. So they all knew the kid was hungry. Hopefully by giving the kid so food, he will calm and realise that they mean him no harm. They don't want to hurt him, just help him if they possibly could.
Izo could see that the kid was having a panic attack as the Whitebeard Pirates had surrounded him. They wanted to know if the kid was okay. Had he hurt the nurses. How did he get here. How he knew Marco. Why he was after Marco. Asking him where he was from. Things like that.
But once Izo could see that they were making the kid scared and uncomfortable, poor kid looked scared out of his mind he must be claustrophobic or something, the sixteenth division commander told his brothers to back off and that they were scaring him. They of course apologised once they realised that Izo was right and the kid was terrified out of his wits. Though, the crossdresser was wondering what the kid was thinking and going to try and do with a fork. He hoped none of the nurses had gotten hurt. That wouldn't be good and they might have to hurt the kid who protected Ace and the WHitebeards didn't want to hurt the kid. They did owe him one. So giving him so giving him some space and food, and obviously needed medical attention was a good start. Though, Izo was wondering why the kid had so many scars and marks as well tattoos all over his body they were very well hidden thanks to his clothes covering them up.
Izo took the tray with the food from Thatch so the chef could get water or something for the kid. The Sixteenth Division Commander smiled at the kid who seemed confused, lost and scared. Izo felt sorry for the kid. He seemed very out of his element right now. "This is for you sweetie. Eat." He told the young man as he then did the sign language symbol for eat. And it got a small reaction from the kid as he did seem to understand it, Izo thinks. He walked up slowly then stopped as the teen pointed the fork at him. Seemed it was going to take time for the kid to be or get comfortable for them to get near him. Izo stopped and put the tray down, backing away, making sure his brothers moved back as well.
The sixteenth division commander watched the young man walk over slowly and stared down at the food. After a few moments he sat down in front of it, seeming happy as he slowly started to eat it. They all saw the kid's face lit up and it made him look adorable as he did the sign for thank you, then he started eating again. The kid seemed very happy with the food. That was good, hopefully the kid will be a little hestiatance and hostile with them after he eats.
"How long do you think it's been since he ate last?" Thatch asked Izo suddenly at the man's side. The kid was hoeing into his food like it was the last thing he was going to eat. "Kid! For you!" He said getting the teen's attention. The chef rolled a water bottle over to him. The kid sniffed it and stared for a moment before he drank it all, in pretty much one go. He signed 'another?' to Izo who nodded and asked the teen to roll it back over who did.
At least it seemed he understood them now. They were able to communicate in some form now and that would hopefully make helping the kid easier. Though, Izo knew that not everyone knew sign language, so they would have to make sure that they were careful with how they communicate with the kid and make sure that someone was there to sign to him, and to tell the others what the kid was saying.
"What are you doing Izo?" Ace asked him curiously. He didn't understand how they were communicating, all it looked like to him was Izo and the kid were just waving their hands around.
"Sign language, he seems to understand it," the cross dresser answered as he picked the emptied bottle and handed it to Thatch. "I think it's been a while since he ate last by how he's eating. He's pretty spooked. We should give him space until Marco and the nurses get here."
"Ask him what he wants with Marco," Haruta said to his brother.
"I don't want to overwhelm him, let's let him eat first," the other replied as he shook his head lightly. It was best to let the kid get his bearings, or he could hurt someone and they didn't need or want that.
It only took five minutes for Marco and the nurses came into the gallery. Poor Danni was being chewed out by Lacey and Hollie for 'losing' the new kid.
The kid saw Marco and abandoned his food as he made a very fast beeline for the blond commander. Before anyone could say anything, the kid kissed the First Division Commander. Dead straight on the lips. The kid figured that he could finish eating his food later.
Shocking all of them, Marco especially. No-one knew what to say, a lot of people had goldfish mouths. Marco was just dead still as he was still working out what just happened. Why is this kid kissing him? What is going on? Was that what he had been trying to do before? Why was the First Division Commander of the Whitebeard Pirates being kissed by this unknown kid right now?! What was happening right now?!
Yes, you will find out the OCs name next chapter. Yes, the OC thinks that Whitebeard's name is White Beard right now. Yes, I made up his language up, it's not a real thing. Yes, I did borrow/steal/used Starfire from Teen Titans, the original one, power, from the movie, with the whole kissing and get the language of the other person thing. Yes, his powers have a mind of their own. Yes, he has a number of powers and abilities.
Ask any questions you guys want. Thanks for reading. And see you all next chapter.