I do not own One Piece! Just My OC who is going to go through some very tough conversations
(Assemble all the people)
Will I update this weekly? I don't know man…
Her life is a roller coaster, while mine is just a one way street to heaven knows where.
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I'm now looking to the floor after my apology, overridden with guilt, because I can't look at the both of them without feeling a bit sentimental about what I have done.
The people that fed me, gave me a home, stayed with me through everything despite my peculiar circumstances till I left at the age of 18.
I feel like I let them down, and for what, for me to waltz back in and ruin everything?
This was supposed to be an easy in and out, a quick visit that may have turned into me staying with them after finding mom.
After finding the answers that I seeked.
As I mulled over my thoughts, I looked up and met Dad's eyes.
Dad spoke once more.
"Astrid, everyone, let's move to the living room to have this conversation.", Dad motioning his head to the room in question.
We all get up, Dad leading the way, 'Uncle', right behind him with Marco right next to me. Ace and Sabo are behind us all the while Thatch is the last one out as he was closing up the kitchen.
I make my way to my favorite seat, the singular red tube chair that contrasts with the rest of the blue furniture. After all this time, he hasn't replaced it or moved it….
I've stayed in contact, tried to assure that I was alright, even called once to tell them that I loved them after I had a really bad scare.
And not for a second, they never doubted that I would come back?
I really am an unfilial daughter, now aren't I?
"I believe Red Hair should start us off, but before that, we should let you know that the rest of them are coming here.", 'Uncle' Mihawk looks at me, his same neutral frown but a tint of sadness in his eyes.
The end is nigh, and me being with Dad and 'Uncle", staying with them, will probably be short-lived now that everything is out in the open.
I never knew my time with them would be cut short due to circumstance.
"Astrid, *sigh*, honey, how old are you now?", Dad begins the questioning.
"Dad", I chuckle a little, "you don't ask a lady their age. That's very much unlike you."
I look to him, only to see that his usual merry smile is replaced with a stern expression. The look in his eye, an indescribable emotion.
"Astrid, please answer the question."
"Do you really want to know? Do y'all want to take a guess?", I feel nervous, I wasn't expecting to be hit with a curveball so early on.
"3, 124 yoi."
I flinch, my blood feels like it's running cold. A nervous pit forms in my stomach, and I'm shocked that they got it on the first try.
"Yes, that is my current age.", I barely whisper back, looking to the floor as I can't meet their eyes.
I don't want to be judged too harshly, I don't want to see their expressions and see something akin to what I fear the most.
The fear of rejection….
"Why did you -."
"My question is next, wait your turn, outsider.", my 'Uncle' snapped at Marco.
Uncle snapped at someone.
"Astrid, why did you decide to come back now?", my 'Uncle' gently continued on.
"Mom left me her last clue, and it led me to the day before my supposed 25th birthday, but in all actuality I'll be turning 3,125 on this birthday. Everything coincides, in a weird way. I originally was going to surprise both you and Dad a week before. Like usual, I landed into some trouble, landing me a whole two months instead of the week before the date."
I shuffle a bit in my seat, head still down as I wait for the next question.
"Why did you lie to us in the warehouse yoi?"
"Multiple reasons, actually. I didn't know you, I didn't know y'all were pure immortals with whom some of you ate devil fruits, and I didn't want to give away my freedom once the whole supernatural underworld knew that there was a time traveler in their midst.", I started to explain.
"It's enough as it is that I'm a miracle baby, that my heritage makes it so that everyone would not only be after me, but also make it so that I won't be able to rest even after my long, grueling quest. I could have saved myself the headache, and not saved your brother.", I looked up, feeling rage within the pit of my being slowly letting out. I look to the four brothers in front of me.
"I saved Thatch, your brother, and I don't regret using my powers to manipulate time to save him. I don't regret sticking my neck out for saving someone who was about to be stabbed in the back with a damn knife that would have killed him, PURE MORTAL BE DAMNED. I THOUGHT THINGS WOULD BE FINE, I THOUGHT I WOULD BE LEFT ALONE TO DO WHAT I NEEDED TO DO, TO NOT WORRY THAT MY SECRET WOULD BE UNLEASHED UPON THE WORLD. BUT NOW, NO, THE THANKS I GET IS BEING RATTED OUT AND NOW I'M NOT ONLY GOING TO BE CHASED OR LOCKED UP FOR GOOD, BUT I WON'T BE ABLE TO STAY BY DAD'S OR MY BROTHER'S SIDE AS I NEAR THE END OF MY QUEST! AFTER MY DAMN QUEST! I WON'T FIND ANY DAMN PEACE AFTER ALL.
THIS.
DAMN.
TIME.", I rasp out, standing as tears are flowing from my face. I had inadvertently summoned my staple blue fire due to my emotions running amok, thanks to my dragon and demon heritage, which was lighting up my hair as well as some other parts of my body. I stare straight at the four guilt-ridden, repentful brothers who won't meet my eyes.
Except for one.
"Astrid, I, Astrid I'm just…. Astrid, we are…. Astrid *sigh* I never had the proper chance to do this, and I'm so deeply sorry that we have ended up hurting you, more ways than one. I'm just, ... here goes nothing: ASTRID, THANK YOU FOR SAVING MY LIFE!"
The next thing he does is even more surprising.
Newgate Thatch proceeded to bow to me. Not just any bow, no no no no no. He just upped and dogeza bowed in front of everyone to me, his pompadour barely missing the coffee table.
I am left damn speechless.
His brothers, mouths open in shock, are….Marco looks about pale as a ghost, Sabo is wide-eyed, and Ace looks like his spirit has left him some time ago.
If everyone apologized for doing something wrong, if everyone apologized from doing something that they were unable to undo, if everyone apologized for ruining someone else's life then there wouldn't be the need to sue, among other things….
Now.
Now, at this moment, I'm seeing red.
"I DIDN'T SAVE YOU TO BE THANKED, SO TAKE YOUR GRATITUDE AND SHOVE IT UP YOUR ASS THATCH. NOW GET UP, AND SIT BACK DOWN IN THAT DAMN COUCH BEFORE I DROP KICK YOU TO THE NEXT CENTURY.", I gritted out harshly, very much lit blue fire aflame all over my body, tears still streaming down my face.
Thatch pretty much scrambles from the floor and plops himself on the couch once more.
All the brothers are pretty much terrified, wide-eyed and have the fear of God instilled within them as I look at them with murder.
[ DING - DONG - DING - DONG ]
Oh, oh no.
No no no no no no no no no no….
[ DING - DONG - DING - DONG ]
Are we out of time?
What's going to happen now?
[ DING - DONG - DING - DONG ]
Brother said that the rest of them would be here, but…
Who exactly is part of them?
Flames rendered asunder, fully dwindling to embers in my hair, I deflate within myself.
I plopped back into my chair trembling, as I worry about what is to come.
[ DING - DONG - DING - DONG ]
My time is up, isn't it?
"I….. can I just….can I.. umm? If I think who I think it is at the door, I just… I just want to…", I bury my face in my hands, tired, tender, and very much wanting to escape to somewhere Dad, my brother, and I only know.
"Astrid, come over here.", Dad calmly called out to me.
They're going to take me away…
I'm never going to see them again…
I don't… I don't…. I don't want to go….
"Noo *hic*, they're going…..they're going to *hic* they're going to take me away from you both. I.. I … I'm suchadamnidiotandIshouldhavelistenedandI- guuuhhhhh I'MTHEWORST.", now I have unleashed the flood in all it's untamed glory as my emotions run wild.
It has been a long time since I have ugly cried, snot included.
It's been a long time since I have cried without a care in the world….
"I'll get her Red-Hair, you go get the door. It is your home after all.", both men get up, Dad heading to the door, my brother going to get me.
One princess carry and my head buried in his chest later, I'm situated in my brother's lap, clinging onto his torso as I continue to cry. All the while, my dear brother is hugging me and rubbing small circles on my back in his attempt to calm me down.
With how I'm crying, it might bring banshees to shame.
"BOYS, WHAT DID YOU DO?!", Edward roared, shaking the building as he entered the room.
"We didn't -"
"THEY'RE IDIOT'S EDWARD! YOUR SONS. ARE. IDIOTS!", I managed to get out between sobs.
"Oh no, Pops, it's not what it looks like…", started Ace rather hesitant to incur more wrath as he tried to reason with his father.
Too little, too late.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE?! THAT ASTRID IS CRYING HER EYES OUT, THAT YOU FOUR LOOK AS PALE AS GHOSTS?! HAVE ANY OF THE FOUR OF YOU EVEN BATHED BEFORE PRESENTING YOURSELVES TO HER?!", he paused for a second to gather more air, "SHE'S YOUR AUNT, FOR GOODNESS SAKE!"
Edward Newgate then proceeds to rip his four sons a new one, with me calming down a little to turn around to see the spectacle right in front my eyes. Between the tears and smeared glasses, I look over the looming figure. How this man has grown, from diapers to the absurdly tall giant that he is now, Edward is still himself regardless of the passage of time.
"Astrid, how do you feel?", in a hushed tone my brother voiced to me.
"Can we stay like this for a bit longer? I feel somewhat better, but I want to stay close to you right now.", I whispered back so that only he could hear.
"We can stay like this for as long as you want. I have no intention of letting you go to those buffoons.", he lightly scoffs, "any one of them will have to fight me before they can even think of taking you away.", he softly replied back.
I hummed in response, laying my head on the same part of his chest where my snot has situated itself.
Oh how I am so, so, so sorry, my dear brother, in more ways than one.
I wipe my face on my shirt, hoping that will at least make myself more presentable as more people make their way here. I use the other, non-wet side of my shirt to help clean my brother up as well, cause I'm nice like that. I then lay on my brother once more, and keep my eyes towards the hallway that many of the merry bunches are coming in from.
"What happened?", in comes a wild Law, followed by Shachi, Bepo, and Penguin, who walk into this mess of Edward still melting his poor son's ears off. Rocy is following behind the lot of them, about ready to accidentally set himself on fire with the cancer stick he's about to lit.
"WHO THE FUCK MADE THAT OLD BAT CRY?!", coming in hot, Kid holds a scowl on his face as he walks in like he owns the place. Heat, Wire, and Killer pretty much have varying degrees of concern and anger on their faces as they follow behind him.
My rugrats and all their splendor, taking a good look at them, they sure have grown to be adorable young men.
Law has some tattoos. Killers got a mask. Heat also has some tattoos, they all look nice. They all have a unique style, good to see that hasn't changed.
Then I notice Kid.
Wait, does Kid have a prosthetic arm? When did he lose an arm? Who did he lose the arm to?
So many damn questions that need to be saved for later.
"We heard the crying from downstairs.", Killer stated, himself, Heat, and Wire situating themselves on the other couch.
"OLD BAT, WHO MADE YOU CRY?", Kid looms over where I'm seated, multiple tick marks popping off his face as I feel his fury radiate off him.
~ Kid's out for blood ~ I singsong in my head, I really shouldn't add more fuel to the fire.
Even though I really, emphasis on really, want to….
I'm not that evil though, no one would like me then.
I turn my head to give Kid my full attention, putting my hands on my lap. I was about to reply to him, but more people just had to waltz in, causing me to turn around once more.
"Fufufufu, look who we have here. A rarity among rarities turning the world upside down right under our noses. How does it feel to have all eyes on you?", Mingo saunters over, situating himself behind our chair as he leans over to try to touch me.
He thought he was going to touch me.
As I'm leaning away, my dear brother smacks his hand away, Kid is about to start a fight with Mingo, all the while I look at Mingo with disgust.
What can I say, I think he's creepy….. And a perv.
"Room. Shambles.", Law then switches me with Penguin, who is now right in the middle of where I was moments before.
Sitting on my brother's lap…..
Can I just laugh, cause the shocked look on their faces is just priceless. Especially my brothers.
Penguin looks like he's going to pee his pants, bless his heart.
"Umm, Law, do you have a camera? I want to-"
"Right ahead of you.", Law snaps a picture from his smartphone, the click causing everyone to turn around to where we are situated. Edward has calmed down, and he too, is witnessing this whole weird ass acid trip of a fiasco.
"Send it to me.", I whisper, hand cupping my mouth towards him, even if all eyes are one us.
"I don't have your number.", Law just side-eyes me, a smirk on his face as he passes his phone to me.
Summoning my phone from the pocket of time that I have it in, I unlock it and hand it over to him so that he can do the same.
One equivalent exchange of numbers later, I've got my new home wallpaper on my smartphone. It's moments like these where I find that I have been a good influence on these kids.
Emphasis on influence.
"Can I have your number too? Fufufufufu….", Mingo does his creepy grin, and I very much want to kick his ass and kick him out.
"No."
"I'll send my number to the rest of y'all later", I point to the others in the room, excluding Mingo as his smile starts to go upside down.
"Astrid….", Penguin whines, trembling as my lovely brother looks between both Penguin and Law with a look akin to a demon.
He is not amused.
While I am not only amused, but I'm about to burst into a fit of giggles.
Time to see what is taking Dad so long, is he greeting everyone while they come in?
"I'm going to check on Dad, see if he needs help with anything.", I was about to make my way towards the door, not trying to escape or anything, when someone grabbed me by the scruff of my T-shirt.
I most certainly didn't notice Vergo being here, nor that other members of the family have just arrived, among others.
"Vergo."
"Astrid."
"What do you think you're doing?", I looked back at him, shooting daggers as he was dragging me back to the living room.
"You aren't going anywhere, now," he rather roughly seated me in my favorite chair, "stay there."
"What makes you think you can tell me what to do?" I growled as I got back up again.
"Astrid."
"Yes brother.", I look towards him. He's shaking his head no.
I look around the room, and seeing how this is turning out to be a weird circus of sorts, I think of how much worse this can be.
And amplify it by a million.
I make my way towards my brother, making my way past both Vergo and Mingo, picking up Penguin and bringing him back to Law's side. Bridal style, of course.
Of course, since the world hates me, more people arrived.
A/N: At one part of this, I felt like I wanted to cry…..
OF LAUGHTER ~ YOHOHOHOHO
I'm cruel.
I don't regret it though.
I have made the executive decision of updating on Tuesdays or Fridays (will it be every week, I sure hope so), and I'm like… halfway done with the first chapter of my main fanfiction I'm writin'. (sobs)
IT'S PLANNED THO, IT'S PLANNED! THIS ONE CAME FROM A PROMPT AND I'M JUST ASHGSDGASDHAHSAKSJDAKSDJASJKDHAKFHAKSDJSAD…..
(A prompt from Tumblr that was reposted on Pinterest, no less - it wasn't even about One Piece)
I FINALLY FIGURED OUT TO THE LINE THINGY FOR FF~NET! HAZZZAAAAHHHHH!
PEACE OUT, WITH A FIST OF LOVE.
-DH