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FireGodSlayer: Thanks, bro. Don't worry, I don't intend to use anymore OCs other than this one. From this point Goku's crew will be comprised of filler characters and leftovers

Speaking of filler characters

"You're THIS strong at nineteen?" A bandaged Renji enquired, sitting leg-crossed from Goku and Nojiko on the deck of the S.S Fist of Justice. It didn't take any time at all for Goku to shake the local feds of the sea. Literally the instance he had scooped Nojiko up in his other arm and sped away, the marines had already lost sight of him, though, just to be sure, Goku accelerated the ship full thrust with a Kamehameha wave after opening-up the sail and reeling in the anchor.

Now they were leisurely drifting to their next destination with their new passenger on board, and as a show of good hospitality both Nojiko and Goku had agreed to refer to said passenger by his nickname "Renji" instead of his actual birth name "Bananas" after he had asked them to.

"That's right." Goku admitted with his arms folded and legs crossed, Nojiko sat aside him on her knees, "How old are you?"

"Twenty-five," He stated with a depressive sigh, craning his neck around in a circle, "Man, I gotta step up my game if some kid barely out of his teens is already way stronger than me despite all the shit I've been through." He said, trying to ignore Goku's and Nojiko's cheeky grins, "Where're you heading to, anyway?"

Goku fingered his chin thoughtfully, ultimately choosing to be blunt like he usually was, "To where all the strong guys are."

"Ah, you must mean the first half of the Grand line."

Goku and Nojiko shared a look of confusion with each other before glancing back at the bruised warrior, "First half of the Grand Line?" It was the first lady who voiced their question.

"The Grand Line's divided into two oceans by a big-ass mountain wall thing called the red line," Renji explained, "They call the first half 'paradise' in comparison to some of the shit that goes down in the second half of the Grand Line, but fuck if I know. It all looked the same to me when I left my home a decade ago in search of tough bastards to fight like Goku-san. Might have something to do with me being fifteen at the time, though."

"About that," Nojiko voiced aloud. Renji seemingly glared at her with his ever-unchanging perpetual scowl but the first lady figured by now that was just the way he looked naturally. He was just naturally a moody-looking monkey, "What are you?" She said, airing her question with a dry smile, "I mean, I've heard of fishmen, but I don't think you fall under that category, so..."

"A monkey."

"That's not what I meant, jackass!" Renji and Goku exploded in hearty laughter, the former knocking his furred palm against his knee and the latter holding his stomach. Nojiko patted Goku scoldingly on his arm, "Stop that!"

"Ah. Too easy," Renji said, taking vindictive delight seeing Nojiko trying to burn a hole through his skull with her eyes, "But seriously, I'm an anthropomorphic animal from Zou. Place is filled with other anthropomorphic animals like rabbits and shit."

Rapid curious blinks rolled in quick succession from the captain of the massive vessel, "You mean like an elephant? You live inside an elephant?"

"Don't be stupid, Goku-chan. It's obviously just a name."

"No, he's right. My people live on a giant fucking elephant."

"HUH?"

"On?" Goku pondered the phrasing over blankly, muscular arms crossed like that of a child in school, "Ah. So you don't live inside the elephant, you live on top of it."

"Yep," Renji admitted, causing Nojiko to pick her jaw off the ground at the casual admittance, "Sometimes I forget the old bastard's even alive. You kinda become numb to his presence after a while."

"Wait! IT'S ALIVE?" Nojiko queried in incredulity, leaning forward on her knees to peer into Renji's eyes, trying to decipher any such subtle hints of deception but the monkey's straight-faced expression of neutrality never faltered even when he nodded to her question, "How?"

"You'd surprised with some of the freaky shit you can come across in the Grand line," The monkey explained with a shrug of the shoulders, "Honestly, a fuck-ton massive roaming elephant housing an island on his back is just par for the course. Want my advice, Nojiko-san? Plant your expectations as high as they can go. I'm talkin' to the stratosphere." Nojiko gaped in disbelief, drawing another shrug from him, "That way you might not shit yourself seeing everything the Grand Line has to offer."

Goku squealed, shuddering excitably with clenched fists, "Man, this Grand Line place sounds awesome!" He buzzed, full of adrenaline; Renji humouring his childlike enthusiasm with an uproarious bellow, "I bet there's a ton of strong guys just waiting to be fought! It's got me all fired up."

Nojiko sighed with a shake of her pretty head, "Fighting and eating, the only two things you ever think about." She muttered with a toss of her shoulders, turning her head to guise her last dreary bit, "Wish you would focus on something else for once."

"I like your style, Goku-san." Renji acknowledged good-naturedly.

Goku chuckled, "Alright. We'll drop you off at the next island and head for the Grand Line."

"Yeah, about that," Renji said, stopping Goku in his tracks. He then bowed formally, situating both fists either of his lowered head for a hot second, "I'd like to join your crew if there's an open invitation."

"Oh. You wanna join us?"

"Yeah."

A pair of folded arms and furrowed brows preceded a look of contemplation, "Why?"

"I get the sense if I stay with you, I'll come across more tough sonuvabitches to fight," He said in explanation, drawing a grin of awkward discomfort from Nojiko. It wasn't a total lie but Renji was just too manly to ever admit his real reason for wanting to join Goku's crew, "Plus, I can spar with you anytime you're up for a round and pick your brain about how you fight. Win-win all round."

Goku glanced over at Nojiko, "Whaddya think, Nojiko?"

Nojiko shrugged, waving her hands about haplessly, "Don't ask me, YOU'RE the captain, remember? It's your call to make."

"Oh, right."

Unbeknownst to both of Goku's companions, they were sharing similar thoughts during their induction into the crew, 'I really wanna follow this guy?' He mused, 'I really have to rethink my life choices sometimes.'

Goku contemplated the decision over for a minute, dabbing a finger on his chin, "Hmmm. Wellllll, I could use a sparring partner and you are pretty strong." He continued with Renji calmly watching him, tail absentmindedly swishing about. "Okay! Why not? We could use an extra member anyway. It's only been me and Nojiko so far. With you, we're up to three."

Renji shook a fist, "Won't let ya down cap'n."

Goku rubbed the underside of his nostrils with his index finger, a cheesy grin underneath his digit, "I bet."

A thought occurred to Renji, "Just thought of something." He said, Goku staring blankly at him, "Don't suppose you have a log pose, right?"

"Log pose?"

"I take that as a no."

"What's a log pose?" Nojiko enquired, raising a delicate eyebrow.

Renji caressed the side of his neck, "Best way I can explain it is that it's basically a special compass specifically designed for the Grand Line."

Realization shone brightly in the first lady's eyes, "Wait. Hold up. The way you're saying that it's like you're implying normal compasses don't work in the Grand Line."

"That's because I am." Renji deadpanned, "The Grand Line is fucking insane. Every island has it's own magnetic force and the aim of the game is recording each island's MF and moving on to the next one. It's practically essential for navigating in the Grand Line."

Nojiko's gaze widened, "What the hell..." She breathed, but Renji only threw up his shoulders again in another shrug, indicating that he didn't know how the laws of the Grand Line's unearthly nature worked, that he just did his utmost to abide by them, because not doing so usually meant death on those treacherous seas. Nojiko had to wonder what world she'd stepped into when she decided to venture out of her comfort zone of Commi Island to journey with her beloved.

"Pretty much the reaction I'd expect from anyone not born on the Grand Line," Renji remarked, "Place is fuckin' crazy. The weather's next to impossible to predict as well because each island also has it's own unique weather climate."

Goku blinked, "Weather climates?"

"Yeah. There can be a summer island, a winter island, etc, etc. Throws shit all outta wack and makes it impossible to predict a storm." The monkey hailing from Zou clarified, "That's why most ships who enter the Grand Line end up coming back a broken wreck or worse, don't return at all."

"Sounds exciting," Goku smirked, causing Nojiko to stare at him as if he had grown a second head. Training under such harsh conditions such as ever-changing or perpetual weather climates had to have been beneficial to the inhabitants of the Grand Line in Goku's mind, and if they had indeed ripe the gains of that speculated training then that just bettered Goku's chances of finding a worthy opponent to fight.

"In any case, we should probably look for a Log pose before entering the Grand Line." Renji suggested, "Going in half-baked is the last thing we want."

Goku's satisfied expression sobered blankly, "Don't you have one?"

"Well, I did," He said, rummaging through his pant pocket and the pair could hear glass shards moving about before he removed what he had before searching for; a shattered device with a red wrist strap around it. It looked identical to a watch, "Buttttt as you can see, it's not in the best of shape. Thing got busted during our fight. Feh. Serves me right for not putting the damned thing down somewhere."

Nojiko glowered, "You idiot."

"Hey, cut me some slack! I didn't know your boyfriend was freakishly strong. Most of the guys I fought here in East Blue or one of the other four seas have been weak as pig shit." Nojiko's thoroughly reddened face told it all of the impact that comeback of Renji's had, "Needlessly to say, my expectations were rock bottom before Goku-san shot them all the way to the stratosphere of fuckin' no return."

Nojiko's scowl darkened, "Bastard." The Zou inhabitant merely smirked with an aura of pure contentment. Pressing a finger to her temple to soothe the migraine she felt coming on dealing with Renji's smack-talking, Nojiko wisely chose to deflect the subject of the monkey's mistake. Although, it seemed foolish to even ask, "Don't suppose we can, oh, you know, just buy another log pose, can we?" This was as rhetorical as it came.

The tangible sarcasm in her tone proved as much.

"Nope." Renji popped the "P" in his initial one-word reply, "Piracy is already rampant as it is without making it even more convenient to aspiring pirate noobs to put up their flags and let sail on a one-way course to villainy," He quipped, shrugging, "As far as the World Government is concerned, Log Poses have to be hard to get yer mitts on to discourage young scrubs from walking that life."

Nojiko exhaled grumpily, "Figured as much."

"It'll be alright," Goku said brightly, seeing the bright side of the elusiveness of Log Poses. To be fair, he had a leg to stand on to back up his usual endless positivity, "I can just sense the nearest island using the strongest guy as a beacon."

"Wait. What? You can do that?" Renji questioned, askance.

"Oh." Nojiko perked up, "So that's how we've been travelling without a map. You've been using your powers to feel out the nearest island."

"Uh-huh!" Goku clarified cheerfully, "Makes things a hecka lot easier than reading a map or compass."

"I'll say."

Renji pondered the convenience of Goku's apparent sensing ability over, humming to himself, "Interesting. You know, that just might work." Goku brightened. "Still, we should lean on the side of caution and hunt down a Log Pose just for the hell of it."

Goku's expression dimmed, "Oh. Okay, but how're we gonna get a hold of one?"

"Steal it." He answered bluntly, causing Goku and Nojiko to perform a dramatic comical flinch in unison, "No, seriously, that's the only way you can get your hands on a Log Pose unless someone just straight-up gives ya one on the downlow."

"Uh-huh." Nojiko intoned dryly, recomposing herself, "Somehow, I doubted it would've come to that." But considering they were, for all intents and purposes, criminals in the eyes of the World Government she probably should have. Piracy literally meant stealing. It was just par for the course. "So, where do we get our hands on one?"

"The Marines always have a spare one lying around," Renji said in explanation, "Hell, I got mine from some scrub marine, so I say our best shot is just raiding a Marine base."

"You... want to raid a marine base?" Nojiko smiled ironically.

"Eh, it's not as crazy as it sounds. I mean, all of the marines stationed here in East Blue are scrubs."

"You have a point there." Arlong roaming and subjecting Commi Island freely in East Blue was proof enough of Renji's claim that the East Blue's marines were bottom of the totem pole power structure. Few had attempted to liberate the island from Arlong's heel before Goku but were mercilessly sunk to the bottom of the sea as a result. Nojiko had witnessed this herself.

"Hey, do you have a map?" Renji asked, switching a lightbulb on in Goku's head as he began patting himself down before finding what he was looking for folded up in a square inside his rear container.

"Oh, yeah! I do," The spiky-headed captain realized, unfolding the appropriately titled map to the Grand Line, scratching his head in confusion, "I was meant to give this to Luffy since I can sense wherever I'm going. Guess I forgot!" He surmised in cheerful indifference, "Oh, well. I'm sure they'll be fine."

"By 'they' you don't mean my sister, do you?"

"I dunno. She was with Zoro and Luffy when I was left Orange Town, so maybe."

"Please don't tell me my sister is wandering the seas without a map."

"Okay, I won't tell you."

"Ahhh…"

Renji looked over the map, singling out the final island before the Grand Line's entrance with a pointed, furred finger, "We should make a quick pit stop here at Loguetown." He suggested, drawing their attention to the title area, "Most pirates stock up here before making their way to the Grand Line but of course, it's your call, Cap'n."

"Sounds like a plan. They might be someone strong to fight!~"

Renji chuckled, taking his sweet time picking himself and his arching body up, "Thought you might say that." Goku grinned. The anthropomorphic animal began heading to the interior of the ship, "Meanwhile, I'm gonna take a nap. I'm beat after that ass-whooping you delivered on me. Wake me when we get there?"

"Sure."

He stopped by the door, hand on the handle.

"Just one question before I find a room to crash in."

"Yeah?"

"Why the fuck are we on a marine ship?"

A Warrior on the Unknown Seas

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Enter the Logia Part 1

Several hours passed before the S.S Fist of the Justice neared the penultimate island of the East Blue Sea, Loguetown. During that time Goku decided to fish to fetch his lunch and by "fish" he meant stripping down to his nines and jumping into the ocean to capture the roaming animals of the ocean, leaving poor Nojiko staring like a deer caught in the headlights. The poor lady was left furiously blushing at the sight of Goku's solid, bare frame free of the layers that covered it.

Speaking of Nojiko, she was the one who spotted Loguetown up in the distance from where she was currently situated, atop the lookout with a telescope in hand. She was surprised the ship hadn't already been raided of all its equipment the moment Arlong captured it, but she reasoned as long the weapons were discarded, (which they unfortunately were) Arlong wouldn't care about some minor travel equipment.

"Hey, I think I see something!" She said brightly, lowering her telescope to glance down at her beloved captain standing behind the steering wheel, "A'hoy captain!~ She sassed, sliding down the wooden pole of the lookout like an ace undercover detective, "I see land."

"Awesome! Thanks a bunch!~" Goku hollered back appreciatively. Nojiko returned it with a cheesy salute, just to be extra, "I should probably go and wake up Renji now."

"No sweat." Nojiko winked, moving toward the interior of the ship, "I'll go fetch that lazy-ass. You just worry about finding a place to dock our ship. Preferably a place without the authority," She flashed him a tongue over her shoulder, "We're criminals after all."

"Thanks, Nojiko," Goku smiled gratefully, watching her disappear behind the wooden door of the ship's interior before nonchalantly focusing on the task at hand. Next time he heard the door opening, birthing entrance to the aforementioned Nojiko and their sleepy crewmate drowsily rubbing the sleep out of his eye, he was inches away from pulling up port.

"We're here?" Renji mumbled.

"Just about." Goku answered.

"Oh, good. About damned time," He said, instinctively moving toward the railing on auto-pilot as Nojiko blankly watched him do so. Said vacant stare then immediately overfilled with immense astonishment when the furred warrior sleepily flipped over the side of the ship into the deep waters below in a loud, audible splash.

...

A brief moment passed before Nojiko felt fit to question the insanity she just witnessed, pointing a finger to where he dropped like an anchor, "Did he just-?"

Goku goggled in sudden remembrance, instantly whipping off his clothes and unintentionally mesmerizing his first lady again, "Damn it! I just remembered he ate one of those Devil Fruit things. He can't swim!" Nojiko heard none of this, far too deep in her trance of Goku's sculptured Hercules-esque figure, only briefly snapping out of it from the sounds of Goku dive-bombing into the waters below.

"Wait-. What?" Nojiko blinked, recalling what Goku informed her about Devil Fruits when Renji revealed his, "Oh, right. He can't swim." She shook her head, "What an idiot."

Another resounding splash succeeded Goku's return with their formerly drowning teammate, both greedily sucking in a great deal of air like their first ever cup of water after suffering from dehydration in a massive puddle. Nojiko instantly fell into another trance, Goku's drenched, sparky form only embellishing his solid frame.

"Fuck. I hate when I do that!" Renji grumped, falling back on his backside with one last great exhale, "Thanks for the save, cap'n."

"Don't mention it." Goku exhaled, splitting out a chunk of water, hair down, "Phew! I need a towel." He glanced up at the unearthly unblinking Nojiko, "Nojiko! Can you get us a towel?"

Nojiko didn't reply, gaze remaining prisoned to his nigh stark-naked form.

"Nojiko!"

Again, nothing!

"Yo, Nojiko!" Goku stood, waving his arms about haphazardly to wake up the seemingly shellshocked purple-haired tattooed girl, "Earth to Nojiko! You in there?" He cocked a head, looking over to Renji shaking his head at the whole display, "Hey, I think something's wrong with Nojiko. She ain't responding."

"Don't worry about her, cap'n. She's just appreciating the view ya givin' her."

"My view?"

"Never mind." He stood, dismissing Goku's ignorance of personal attraction, "I'll go get a couple of towels. She'll snap outta it once you put your duds back on."

"If you say so."

A few moments later found the three-man crew leaping from their docked ship onto the port of the beautifully crafted Loguetown - Nojiko with her arms wrapped around Goku's neck and Goku's around her slender waist.

"Cool," The spiky-headed captain said in relation to the town. First actual town he had visited since summoning himself to this pirate-filled world. The architecture was comprised entirely of stone. Stoned streets and buildings, unlike the small villages of Orange Town, Cocoyashi Village and Pancake Village whose settlements were mostly wooden huts (with the odd stone building) and soiled roads. In comparison, Loguetown was essentially East Blue's version of West City, just naturally nowhere near as big.

"This is a pretty big place," Goku commented, admiring the tall buildings in cheerful insouciance.

"This is the first time I've ever been to a town as big as this," Nojiko murmured, marvelling at its considerable size.

Goku eyed her in sympathy, remembering her village's incarceration, "Hey, it's okay," She blinked up at his comforting smile shining with all the optimism in the world, "We're gonna see plenty of neat places in our adventures in the Grand Line. I bet there's loads of places even bigger than this one out there."

Nojiko smiled softly, widening Goku's already gigantic, infectious grin, "Right." Goku snickered wholesomely.

The bandaged Renji craned his neck and began walking into the town, "Just leave getting the Log Pose to me, cap'n." He slammed a furred fist into a palm audibly, "I'll crack some marine skulls and link back up with ya on the ship."

"Sure thing! Knock yourself out, Renji."

The monkey laughed darkly.

"Oh, don't worry. I intend to."

Goku chucked awkwardly, suddenly feeling sorry for the poor souls about to be hit by a hurricane in the form of his first mate as he watched him disappear into the sea of onrushing civilians.

Nojiko's grip on his arm tightened just then with eager anticipation and a deeply unsettling feeling quickly emerged in Goku's stomach at the star-struck opportunistic gleam dazzling in her gaze.

"And we're going shopping!~"

She began dragging him off.

"Aw, c'mon! We've already done that today!"

"Well, we can shop again, can't we? Besides, we never managed to pick up any supplies because of your fight with Renji and the marines. Well, now's our chance, too! Renji did say the Grand Line is supposed to be chaotic. We should prepare all we can!"

"You just want an excuse to shop for more clothes, don't ya, Noriko?"

"Hehe. Guilty as charged. Now let's go."

Just like the first time they had set foot on a new settlement they were once again spotted by someone from a high place through a telescope. Only this time, the figure distinctly wasn't on their side, bearings the colours of their natural enemies.

"Shit... That's Bare-fisted Son Goku! I have to inform Captain Smoker immediately!"

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(Elsewhere in Loguetown)

XxX

The nameless marine whom had spotted the infamous warrior with such explosive fists he earned the moniker bare-fist basically slid down his station atop the island's lookout in a frantic panic, hurriedly darting through the crowd as if his life depended on it, as though Bare-Fist was already onto his presence and was coming after him. He pumped his normal, non-superpowered but still athletic legs as hard as he could, running as quickly as he could to inform his superior of the horrifying sight he just witnessed.

Heart racing a million miles a minute, sweat bulleting down his paled countenance in waves and heavy, panting breaths practically visible, the marine grunt was immensely relieved when his hand finally reached the doorway of his superior's office. He didn't even let himself catch his breath before reporting, "Captain Smoker, sir!"

A tall, imposing white-grey haired man in his mid-thirties sat nonchalantly, one bulky, midnight blue clad leg folded over the other in a triangle, sporting a large white and blue specialist marine jacket left open to display his muscular physique, lined with greenish fur around the neck and wrists area. A pair of dark-gold goggles dangled from his neck, complementing his similarly coloured gloves. As his name implied, Smoker enjoyed smoking two thick cigars at once, wrapping a bunch of them around his left arm like shotgun shells with a further three taped to the left side of his chest.

"What is it?" He asked, gruffly.

The marine grunt didn't waste any time relaying his sightings, straightening his posture with a salute, "Bare-Fisted Son Goku has been spotted arriving in town! He's also been accompanied by Bodybuilder Bananas and an unidentified purple-haired young woman, sir!" He said, "It should also be noted that Bodybuilder Bananas and Bare Fisted Goku separated when they arrived, sir."

While the marine grunt's fellow marine soldiers loosed hushed whispers and began to speculate among themselves if Bare-Fisted Goku and Bodybuilder Bananas had teamed up, Smoker's composure remained deathly cool, "So he's finally decided to show his face here, has he? I can presume they both intend to travel to the Grand Line." He stood, gripping the handle of his metal pipe-like weapon before bellowing, "Tashigi!"

No response.

"Uh, sir, Sergeant Major Tashigi went browsing for new swords again."

A shroud of darkened annoyance shadowed Swoker's eyes, "That damned sword-obsessed freak!" He growled, causing his men to whimper. It didn't matter. He would just have to work with what he had, "Attention men!"

Everyone shot to attention as though they were members of the cadets saluting their commanding officer, "Sir!"

"Half of you with me. We're going to find Bare-Fist and arrest him!" He bellowed with authority, eliciting further rigorous cries of approval, "I want the other half to meet up with Tashigi and apprehend that damned monkey." Another collective roar of determination, "Go!"

They marched out of Smoker's office in orderly, well-drilled lines, divulging into two teams. It was the parting of the red sea seeing the group of the marines powerfully walk from their exit in the directions of left and right.

"Now, be careful, sweetie." A kind father advised to his young daughter carrying a delicious three scoop mixed flavoured ice cream cone.

"I will, daddy," She sang happily. Unfortunately, it was at this point that Smoker walked out of his office, colliding with the girl's ice cream. Tears predictably gathered in the corners of the poor girl's eyes seeing her tasty treat strained on the marine captain's pants, "My ice cream..."

"Ah! Captain Smoker, I'm so sorry." The father hastily apologized.

Smoker's gaze softened, one large hand gently propping itself upon the small girl's blond locks and the other placing a few coins in her hand as he squatted, "Sorry about that, girl. It seems my pants ate your ice cream. Here some money so go buy yourself a five scoop ice cream next time."

"Thank you very much, sir," The father said appreciatively as his daughter joyfully flocked to his side. Smoker bid them farewell and proceeded with his mission of arresting Bare-Fisted Son Goku.