Hello everyone !
Yeah, I know, I shouldn't start another story while I already have trouble with the other one… But this one was running circle inside my head and I just had to write it !
And I have ideas for three other stories too !
So, yeah, here it is… a Harry Potter/One Piece cross-over.
I would like to warn you all that this story is going to show a romantic relationship between two men, with the possibility of lemon later on in the story.
So if you don't like this sort of thing, please don't read it. I will also put a warning in the beginning of the chapters when the lemons will be, (if there is any, not too sure if I can pull it off yet) so the younger eyes will be warned.
In this story, Harry isn't going to be a naïve little boy, but a mature adult, the Master of Death, as the title says. He is going to be powerful, so if you want to see a cannon Harry, sorry but this isn't going to be it.
I am going to change things in this story, so maybe the time line will be a bit messed up ? I'll try my best not to, but One Piece time line is very complicated.
The first big change is about Kuraigana Island. Originally, about ten years before Zoro land there because of Kuma, a war went on there that caused the destruction of the people here.
In this story, this island was desert, apart for the Humandrills in the forest, and Harry found it and was the one that built the castle here to make it his home.
So there you are, if you want to know more or don't understand something, let me know, I'll be happy to explain more !
Reviews are always welcome !
Enjoy !
Master of Death in Grand Line
Chapter 1
Awaken powers, new world and a promise made to the King
"You could have been great, you know… ?"
The voice, deep and powerful, like a chill down his spine but so soothing at the same time..
"You sacrificed most of your life for them and for what ? What did you gained in the end ?"
It was a whisper inside of his head, warm and cold at the same time. It was strange but he listened to it anyway.
"You never had a choice. It was forced upon you, a world you knew nothing about and peoples taking control of your life like it was some insignificant thing they could played with."
That was true.. he didn't knew what he was and since he was introduced to this world of magic, he tried to lived up to public expectation. He was the Boy-Who-Lived, it was his duty to save the Wizarding World of the Dark Lord.
"Was it, really ? Is that what you wanted to ? Is that how you imagined your life to be ?"
No, it wasn't. He didn't even know what to think since he realized that his entire life had been forged out of lies and his free will crutched by some spells that controlled his judgment and personality.
It's been three years since he killed Voldemort. Two years since he was forced to go into hiding because the Ministry wanted to bind his magic.
"They are jealous of you, my friend. You are the most powerful wizard now that Tom Riddle is gone. They are scared of the power you have, they wanted to be sure you don't do anything against them. They wanted you to be a weapon for the light or nothing at all."
He knew that, now. He finally understood. Since the compulsion spells and mind altering potions placed upon him by Dumbledore and some of the Weasley's and even Granger were cleaned out of his system by his most trusted friend and ally Sharpclaw, the Head Goblin of Gringotts, he realized a lot of thing.
He wasn't a light wizard at all, his magic had more affinities with darks and grey spells than lights.
"Dumbledore was a fool to think harmony between Muggles and Wizards could even be possible, you know that."
Yeah, he knows. It was too dangerous. Muggles might not have magic but they have other means to start a war against Wizards. They already created some devices to communicated with ghost and spirits, it won't be long until they realized that there were more to be discovered.
Muggles are greedy and possessives, they are afraid of what they don't understand and always tried to claimed what isn't their to possessed just because they want to study and claim it at their own.
It doesn't meant that what Voldemort had been doing was the solution either.
"The Dark Lord was on the right path before his third horcrux. Splitting one soul would gradually make you insane and weak."
He had guessed as much, but he was dead now. They were nothing he could do.
"Wake up, my friend. There is a lot to talk about."
Harry let out a deep sigh as the presence in his mind suddenly vanished. He slowly blinked his green eyes open and saw he dark figure, sitting quite at ease in the chair beside his bedside table.
He frowned at the figure and slowly sat up in the bed, hand slowly slipping under his pillow, reaching for his wand.
Seeing this, the dark figure chuckled in amusement, "You have nothing to fear from me, young friend."
Harry frown deepened but he let his wand where it was, sensing that somehow, he could trust this person.
"It's been so long that I wanted to talk to you, Harry Potter."
"Who are you ? How did you find me ? How did you entered my home ?" Harry asked coldly.
The figure chuckled again, "I was always with you, dear friend, since that famous Halloween night. I am Death after all."
Harry blinked, "Death ?"
"Yes." Death said, "You are aware, of course, that you succeeded in owning all of my Hollow's ?"
Harry nodded, "Yes, and I made sure that the wand was destroyed and the stone should be somewhere in the Forbidden Forest. Nobody could even be your master, I made sure of it."
Death smirked mockingly and wave a hand in front of himself, "Ah but still, here I am, am I not ?"
Harry glared at him and Death chuckled, "Oh, Harry Potter.. I knew it would be fun to pass the eternity with you…"
Harry scowl, green eyes flashing angrily, "I have no desire to live forever."
Death actually laugh, a deep purring sound coming from deep within him, "Oh Harry.." he drawl teasingly before slowly removing his hood, reveling glowing green eyes, so much like Harry's, the exact color of the Avada Kedavra, "Out of all the wizards who had laid eyes on one of my Hallow's, you are the only one who didn't want anything to do with it.." a smile spread on the perfect red lips as he lean forward and whispers, "And it's exactly why I chosen you to be my companion in the after life."
Harry's eyes widen in shock, not understanding what was going on anymore but even more so now that he could see Death's face clearly.
He was a man. A beautiful man at that. His face was so pale and flawless, he could easily pass for an angel. Deep red lips stretching in a cheeky grin, reviling pearl white teeth. Straight nose, sharp jaw, high cheeks bone and perfectly thin eyebrows. Jet black hair, running all the way down his middle back but the most noticeable was the glowing Avada Kedavra green eyes.
Death chuckle at the look on Harry's face, "When you'll finish to learn everything I'm going to teach you, you're eyes are going to glow too."
Master of Death in Grand Line
There is many things that people believe or don't believe in. Anything is a matter of opinion.
Some believe in God, others in science.
Some believe that money can make people happy.
Some believe that if they ignore what's in front of them, they will only see the most beautiful side of the world.
All in all, everyone is different, yet the same in so many aspects.
Those thought are the ones of a lonely man, who was walking home in a rainy night of November.
This man only lived for twenty-seven years, but he has seen things you wouldn't believe.
He has seen the goodness in some people, loyalty without conditions, people who had faith in him so strong that it never wavers once, and they give up their life for him to live.
He has experienced the bitter taste of betrayal in someone he trusted implicitly.
Joy, love, hope, faith, trust, anger, bitterness, disappointment, hatred, fear…
Light and Dark sides of the World.
He has seen it all firsthand.
With a relieved sigh, he stopped in front of a black wooden door and pressed a hand on it, feeling the ward recognizing him and the door opened to grant him access to his home.
Once inside, the front door closed as he stepped into a long hallway, lit with gas lamp and a large overhead chandelier.
"Welcome home, Master."
The man smiled down at his house-elf as he cast a drying charm on himself and the elf help him take off his winter cloak.
"Thank you, Kreacher. I hope you had a better day than mine ?"
Kreacher look up closely at his Master. For the past 10 years, this man has proved that he was worthy of the House of Black, he changed a lot from the boy he once knew when Master Sirius was alive. His Master was a very handsome man, black hair that was still messy, much to his irritation, but less so than when he was a teenager, cut short on the side and was slightly longer at the top, the horrid round thick rimmed glasses were long gone, letting piercing green eyes glowing slightly with power for everyone to see. When young, his master looked very much like his father, but now, the only evidence of it would be the high cheeks bones and sharp jaw-line, characteristic of most pure-bloods. Even the green eyes that was often said to be like his mother's are not the same anymore, since that day when his master has accepted his full power, they turn to an emerald green to an Avada Kedavra green with a slight ring of red around the pupils.
At the beginning of his training with the strange man who called himself Death, his master also seal within his own body the Hallow's that so many wizards would kill to possessed.
Death had help his master transformed all three item into a tattoos, the symbol of Hallow's, one on his master forearm, for the wand, so that his master has the Elder Wand's magic inside of him, add to his already larger than usual magical core, which means that he doesn't need a wand to cast magic anymore. One in the middle of his chest, for the stone, giving him the ability to see and talk to the dead, and one on the back of his neck for the invisibility cloak, meaning that he can make himself invisible at will.
His Master had been surprised to see the Elder Wand whole again, but Death had only laugh mockingly.
"Surely, you didn't think that simply snapping it would be enough to destroy one of my greatest creation ?" he had said, making his Master glared at him, which only served to make Death laugh even harder.
Yes, Kreacher was proud to have Harry Potter-Black as his Master.
Kreacher tilt his head to the side and narrowed his eyes at his Master, "You look tired, Master Harry, perhaps a drink will do you some good ?"
Harry smiled gently at Kreacher, since he decided to embrace his title as Lord Potter-Black and had come to lived permanently in Grimmauld Place, the house-elf speech and magic had drastically improved. He later learned that the more powerful the wizard bonded to the house-elf was, the stronger the house-elf magic would be too.
Confronting the Ministry hadn't been easy… but after all the treasons he suffered, he had been ready to give them all hell. He hadn't even had to use his then newly discovered powers to make them all understand that they better leave him alone or there would be hell to pay.
"That would be appreciated, thank you."
Harry make his way to the living room where he sat heavily on the couch and a bottle of Firewhiskey and a glass appeared on the coffee table in front of him.
Kreacher watch patiently as his Master take a sip of his drink and sigh tiredly, letting his head fall back on the back of the couch.
That was a habit of them for the last 8 years now. Every time his Master came back home after a long day out, he would sit on the couch with a drink and talk to Kreacher about his day, and Kreacher would always listen.
It was his job as the loyal house-elf of the House of Black to always be there for his Master, and Kreacher take this task seriously.
Suddenly, the room went cold and a heavy shadow appeared in the arm-chair on the other side of the couch, a dark chuckle erupting from it.
Harry sigh tiredly, "I was thinking it had been awhile since you came to talk to me…"
The shadow disappeared and there, sitting casually in the arm-chair, looking quite at home, was a man with long black hair, reaching his waist, an amused smirk on his blood red lips and mischief clear in his glowing Avada Kedavra green eyes, so similar to Harry's, which is normal since this man sitting here was the one who had grant him his full power and had train him to control them until he was twenty-five.
The man smirk widened as he curled his hand into a fist, mindful of his claw-like nails and he rest his chin on it, "Why, careful there my friend, one would almost think that you missed me."
Harry snort, "Of course. You know I couldn't live without your sarcastic voice whispering in my head at the slightest thought I had."
Death chuckle in amusement, "So, tell me Harry… How has things been for you ? Anything interesting at all ?"
Harry sighed, "Nope, nothing. I have to admit I'm getting quite bored."
"Well, that is to be expected." Death answered him pleasantly, "When you think about it, you will stop aging when you reach your 30th birthday, as we had agreed at the beginning of your training… You have more powers than anyone could ever hope for in this universe and then some." He cock his head to the side thoughtfully, "In fact, I do believe that there is only three to five universe where you could possibly face a challenge power wise." He shake his head and went on, "What I mean to say is that this world is your original one. A Master of Death is never meant to stay where he isn't needed, and your duty here as already been fulfilled."
Harry raised an eyebrow at his friend, "And what does that mean exactly ?" he asked as he take another sip of his drink.
Death smiled wide, "Time and space means nothing to us, you already know that. One of the great advantage of our powers is that we can go anywhere, whenever we want… We do have all of eternity after all, we've got nothing but time !" he laugh, clearly enjoying it.
"Yes." Harry agreed, "But even though we can visit each other, we can't coexist in the same universe at the same time."
"Of course not." Death actually pouted and crossed his arms, "It would be too much for the humans to handle. One immortal being with the powers of life and death in palm of his hands is already quite a traumatic thing for them to swallow, but two ?" he shake his head in disappointment, "Their brains wouldn't be able to handle such a knowledge."
Harry smiled with good humor at his friend, "So ? What do you propose I do to cure myself of my boredom ?"
"Technically you can do whatever you want." Death shrugged, "The only rule we have to follow is that we have to go where we are needed, which is a very vague rule in itself, and so, quite open for interpretation."
"But I am not needed here anymore ?"
"No, you are not." Death answered, "You wouldn't have the time to be bored if you were needed, you would always have something to do. But right now, and for the first time in your long, very long existence, you have to go and travel to another place." He swiped a finger under his eyes, removing a non-existent tear, "Aw, look at you… my student, finally ready to leave the nest !"
Harry scowl at him, but his lips twitch as he forced himself not to smile, "And what I am suppose to do, once in this new universe ?"
Death smiled and laugh as he stand and spread his arms wide, "Whatever the hell you want, young friend ! A new world, new people, new laws… We are Immortals ! Nothing affect us but we affect everything ! Go and explore as many worlds as you want ! Help people, create Wars or end them if you feel like it ! Make friends, enemies, fall in love again and again ! This is what you always wanted isn't it ? You can be whatever you want, there is no limit for you… Just go and LIVE HARRY !"
Harry look at his friend with wide eyes and stood up abruptly to catch him in a hug.
Death smile fondly at his student and friend and return the hug, resting his cheek on the messy black hair.
"Thank you, Death." Harry whispers, a slight tremor in his voice, "Never would I have imagine this to be such a gift."
"I know, you were quite adamant that you would never want to live forever." He said as he run long claw-like fingernails into Harry's hair, "But there is something I have to tell you first."
They separated and sat back down on the couch, Death taking Harry's hands in his.
"When you travel to new universes… you will meet new people, become attached to them… you will make dear friends, maybe even fall in love…" Death stop there, unsure of how to continue.
Harry frowned and squeezed his hands, "You are speaking from experience, aren't you ?"
Death smiled sadly, looking Harry in the eyes, beautiful, mesmerizing eyes that he had helped fashion into what they were now, bright green and red, "Being a Master of Death is a gift…"
"But it's also a curse." Harry finished, "Yes, you told me that, and I understand. I've lived through horrible pains as well."
"You are so young, still." Death answered softly, "I, however, am old enough to know that a longer life does not guarantee a better one. Do you remember what you told me when I fist talk to you about you becoming immortal."
Harry closed his eyes, "I told you that, for me, immortality didn't meant living forever… it meant everybody else dying while you're stuck here, frozen in time." He sighed and looked up at his friend, "And I know that there will be times when I will wish for all of this to end, I know it very well."
"As I said, you are still very young." Death continue, looking serious, "In time, you will come to understand that pain and lost define us as much as happiness and love. And I'm not going to lie to you and tell you that outliving the people you loved is easy, because it isn't… so many goodbyes… I have thousand of names that I mourned for, some of them I will never forget even in a billion of years."
Harry clench his eyes shut and breath harshly, "How do you bear it ?"
Death take his chin and make looked him in the eyes, " I have lived longer, seen more, loved more and lost more. You mourn, but you live. You care, but you move on. And you always find someone else you can be happy with… Better a broken heart than no heart at all."
A heavy silence settle between the two of them, Kreacher looking from the corner of the room with a heavy frown.
Nothing will ever hurt my Master… That is my duty as a house-elf serving the Noble House of Blacks.
"I needed to tell you this, Harry… Because I'm afraid that someday you might meet someone you can't bear to loose." Death breath out, "I may be Death but that name is rather deceiving… I was human too, once. I can't remember well that time of my life, it was so long ago… But remember, dear friend, that whatever happen, I will always be here for you."
Harry smiled gently, "I know you will. Just as I know that maybe, someday, I will curse your very existence out of grief or anger. I knew what I was singing for when I accepted your training as Master of Death."
Death smiled and stand up, "Before I assist you to your new universe, there is still some things to settle. You will need to find something where you can put all of the belonging you wish to take with you. Take all of your money as well, the currency will automatically change to match the one of the world you live in."
Kreacher straighten and clear his throat, alerting the two men of his presence that had been forgotten until then.
Harry smile at his loyal house-elf, "Kreacher… surely you didn't think I was going to leave here ?"
"Wherever Master go, Kreacher will follow !" Kreacher answer firmly.
Death laugh, "Of course you will ! You two are bound together by magic, the only thing that could separate you is if Harry dies and thus, break the bound. And I think we can all agree that this isn't something that is likely to happened."
He turns back to Harry and smiled, "So, go pack your thing and then tell me where you want to go."
Harry smiled back.
This is going to be quite the adventure.
Master of Death in Grand Line
5 universes later…
The problem with moving into a whole new universe, is that you have to learn everything all over again.
Their way of life, their traditions, their laws…
And it's just so happen that this place he found himself in also has the perk of having some sort of power that have nothing to do with magic as well.
Harry has been here for a long time now, and he had gathered quite a lot of information about this world, and not all of it is really pretty.
In every world, there is some fucked up shit, he supposed.
He hasn't managed to find out for how long this world has existed or how it was created in the first place… he tried to make a timeline out of all of this but this world has the particularity to have certain place that are still in the prehistoric zone, while others are far more advance than what he ever saw before.
He arrived here nearly 300 years ago, found himself on a desert island and desired to settle here. He built himself a rather large castle at the edge of a forest, reminding him a little of Hogwarts and the Forbidden Forest.
While building his home, with the help of his loyal house-elf Kreacher, he encounter the only other living thing on this island when they literally jump on him to attack him.
He later learned that those animals were call Humandrills, and that they were gifted with the capability to learn from humans. He beat them to submission with his magic, and of course they couldn't understand it and couldn't copy it, but when he was training with his daggers and throwing knives, as well as hand to hand combat, they are always with him, copying his moves.
He traveled a lot to try and learn in what kind of world he was…
A world where apparently pirates are still quite active…
And Devil Fruits that gave some pretty badass and weird powers…
And Haki.
Useful thing, that.
He spent 15 years to learn it. His first instinct being to rely on his magic first, it had been difficult for him to use something else.
But he mastered them.
All three of them.
The geography of this world had been quite a confusing thing to learn as well… He learned that it was divided in several parts. The Four Blues, called North Blue, South Blue, West Blue and East Blue. Now those are the most normal ones, one could say, you can travel around with a ship and a normal compass. However, getting to one Blue to another is quite difficult because not only is there a big continent called the Red Line that separates them, but also because the seas within the ocean are separated by a large sea route called the Grand Line as well as two Calm Belt, which apparently are zone where some giants sea monsters reside and there isn't any wind or current whatsoever.
The Grand Line is apparently the destination of every pirates in search of adventures, where normal compass don't work and you have to use what is called a LogPose.
The Grand Line is divided in two, one part being called Paradise and the other New World.
After discovering that you had to have a boat and some skill in navigation to move around in this world, Harry resigned himself to learn, but even though he was now a pretty skill navigator, he still thanks magic everyday for being able to apparate, as well as Kreacher who is willing to take him wherever he wants.
Sometimes he just doesn't want to spend weeks and weeks in the middle of the ocean while he could be there in just seconds.
He also learned that there was such a thing as islands in the sky, which in itself was quite a surprise.
As well as an island 10 thousand meters deep underwater, where only merefolks resides.
He also discovered that, while the weather in the Blues is seen to be tame and normal, the weather in the Grand Line is unpredictable and the New World is even more erratic. Some islands are stuck in one climate, while there is an island in the Calm Belt that has 48 seasons and changes seasons every week.
While on a trip to an island named Ohara, he met someone who told him that the big tree in the middle of their island that housed a great library was call the Tree of Knowledge and that it was planted there some 5000 years ago.
While there, he decided one night, without being seen by anybody, to copy all of their book and have Kreacher send them in his library back in his home.
They were thousands of books, but he just couldn't pass the chance to learn even more about this world, and the people of Ohara wouldn't let him read most of them.
When he came back home after this, he read a book that was quite intriguing.
It talk about a great civilization that dominated the planet from one corner to the next, and where great weapons of mass destruction were build. In the same century, they also disappeared under mysterious circumstances, and the only trace left behind of their civilization are great stones called Poneglyphs.
The book called it the Void Century.
Apparently, the people of Ohara are trying very hard, and for a very long time, to find out what happened during this century, to fill this big gape in the history of this world.
With the fall of this great civilization, the very first thing that reappear just after this 100 years of nothing, is that 20 Kingdoms united to form an alliance called the World Government. Most nations across the world are member nations of the World Government, although some nations are completely independent. Mostly, it is up to each island to govern their daily affairs, although the Marines are stationed across the world to police the seas, and their authority extends to any member nation of the World Government should they be stationed on one. Usually, the World Government only gets involved when dealing with a person or event affecting multiple locations.
As soon as they came to power, the very first thing they did was to control and censor everything that has happened during The Void Century, as well as outlawing worldwide the ability to research and read the Poneglyphs.
Well, though luck for them, as the Master of Death, language is nothing to Harry. He can read whatever the fuck he wanted.
"Master, would you like something to drink ?"
Harry looked up from his book to look at Kreacher and smiled,
"Firewhiskey would be welcome, thank you, Kreacher."
The loyal elf snapped his finger and poured a drink for his Master.
Harry gratefully take the glass and put down his book. Leaning more heavily in his arm chair, he sipped his drink and close his eyes, letting his head fall against the back of his armchair.
He met plenty of people during his numerous traveled, some more interesting than others.
They are some people he knows are going to be important to this world history, and thus, he was going to interact with them often.
He already made a name for himself… evidently, the World Government didn't like him very much…
2 years ago
"Hey you ! What are you doing ?! How dare you ?!"
Harry looked from where he had just freed three people from those horrible collars that had exploded as soon as he threw them away. "What do you think ?"
"You can't do that ! They're mine !" scream the ugly man dressed in a ridiculous outfit with a sort of protection bubble around his head.
"You can't own people." Harry said simply, giving a sign to the two men and the woman to run and leave while it was still possible.
The ugly man growled as he pull out a Denden Mushi from his pocket, "Hello ! Marine's HQ ! I am Lord Osvald calling you from Saboady Archipelo ! A man just freed my slaves ! Come here and deal with him immediately !"
Harry sighed tiredly and sat down on the ground, pulling a book from his pocket.
"What are you doing ?!"
He looked up and glare with his piercing green eyes, "What does it look like ? I'll just wait here for the Marines to show up, I have some thing to tell them as well." He looked down at his book as he muttered to himself, "Slavery, seriously in what world is that still acceptable ?"
So he waited, and when the Marine showed up, it was to see the quite popular, around the Marines anyway, Akainu Sakazuki.
The both of them stare the other down, glaring fiercely.
"You do know that going against a Celestial Dragon is punishable by death, right ?" Akainu asked as magma started to form in his fist.
"Well, I have a great dislike for people who think they are above others because they are born in a certain circle and others not." Harry said nonchalantly, "And I thought the Marines were supposed to protect the civilians… You do realize that you are no better than those pirates you claim to hate with this kind of attitude ?"
Akainu glared harder, "And are you one ? A pirate ?"
Harry smirked, "I just go where I'm needed. I am no pirate, Marine, Bounty Hunter or Revolutionary."
"But you are a criminal."
Harry shrugged, "Only you could be the judge of that, Mister Marine."
Akainu ready himself for attacking, "It doesn't matter, you will die here anyway. But first I would like to know, what is your name ?"
Harry smirked smugly, the rings of red around his pupils glowing as he prepared himself for battle, "You can call me… Black D. Harry."
Akainu scowled, "D. huh ? Another one…"
"You don't like us at all, do you ?"
The answer to his question was a big magma fist flying in his direction.
He chuckled as he remember this altercation.
Of course, he walked out of this fight without a scratch, albeit a little out of breath while Sakazuki Akainu got a rather large scar going from his right shoulder to just above his right hip bone.
He had, at first, decided to use Sectusempra on the man, but changed his mind at the last second, using Diffindo instead.
But with that, Akainu had been the first person from the Marines that had witnessed his powers, and the day after, in the papers was a big surprise for him.
WANTED
BLACK D. HARRY
B
DEAD or ALIVE
He really must have pissed him off to deserved that high of a first bounty.
Purupurupuru… Purupurupuru…
Kreacher walked toward the Denden Mushi that is on the table in the middle of the room and answered.
Purupuru – Gatchak…
"Black D. residence, how can Kreacher help you ?"
"Kreacher ? It's Crocus, is Harry home ?"
Harry raised an eyebrow at hearing this, it's been a while since he'd seen Crocus.
He stood and walked to the Denden Mushi, nodding his thanks to Kreacher.
"Crocus, dear friend. How have you been ? Last I've heard you were still in the Twin Caps, taking care of a whale, out of all thing."
"Yes, it's a long story, I'll explain it to you later. Listen, I've got a group of Pirate here with me at the Cap, and their Captain told me quite a story. I'm going to go with them for a while as a ship doctor and I would like to ask you a favor."
Harry frowned in thought, "You, Crocus, a Pirate ? Well, now I've seen everything. What do you need ? You know I wouldn't say no to you, my friend."
"Thank you. I would like you to come and maybe cast one of your magic trick on Laboon, the whale I'm taking care of, just to be sure that nothing happen to him while I'm gone. I also talk about you to the Captain of the pirate, and he insist on meeting you."
"Really ?" Harry asked, "Well that's interesting. I'm not doing anything at the moment so of course I'll come. I'll grab some stuff and come over to the Cap. See you in five."
Master of Death in Grand Line
At the Twin Caps, just at the entrance of the Grand Line, a group of Pirates were waiting for their Captain to be ready to go.
Said Captain was smiling slightly at the Denden Mushi just as Crocus, newly member of his crew put it back down.
Two young men were staring hard at the Denden Mushi, one with red hair, around 15, a straw hat on his head, and the other with blue hair and a big red nose.
"See you in five ?" The red haired one frowned, "How close is he from here to be able to be here in five minutes ?"
"Even if he's close by, five minutes is impossible !" the blue haired one scream out.
"He sure seems like an interesting fella." The man smiled, moustache twitching in excitement while his first mate, a man by the name of Silvers Rayleigh shake his head in amusement as he take a sip of the little bottle of sake he had inside of his coat.
"He is." Crocus smiled, "The World Government doesn't like him very much, he's got quite a bounty on his head."
The Captain laughed loudly, "Haha ! Seems like the kind of man I like !"
Rayleigh smiled and asked, "You two seems like good friends, how long have you know each other ?"
"I first met him when I was 17." Crocus answered, to the surprise of everyone, "He looked thirty then and still does to this day."
Rayleigh blinked, "What, like he doesn't age ?"
A crack is heard and they all jump, drawing their weapon on instinct and turning around to see what the noise was about.
"Indeed, sir, you are correct. I stopped aging at thirty and have been like this ever since."
A man, around 6' feet tall, black hair, cut short on the sides and messy on top, dressed in a black leather pants, dagger strapped to a hostler on his right thigh, black leather boots stopping mid-calf. A deep green shirt with the top three button left opened, exposing a black tattoo in the middle of his muscled chest, representing a line inside of a circle, inside of a triangle, sleeves rolled up to his elbow, showing a similar tattoo on his left forearm, a LogPose on a bracelet around his left wrist. At his belt are a set of throwing knives and a pouch, which surely contain money. The outfit completed by a black cloak that stop at his knees, so that he can still run and jump without being annoyed by it.
He looked at them all with a slight smile, bright green eyes with a ring of red looking at them in amusement as a earring on his right ear gleam in the sun.
It's too big to be a snake fang…
It's a dragon fang.
"So ?" He asked pleasantly, "Who is this famous Captain Pirate that wants to speak with me ?"
The red hair kid gaped at him, "You…" he choked out, taking a step back, a trace of slight fear in his eyes, "You're Black D. Harry ! You're the one who freed three slaves just in front of a Celestial Dragon and then defeat Akainu when he came to kill you !"
Harry looked down at the kid and smiled, "Nice to meet you, and who might you be ?"
The red haired kid, seeing that he wouldn't be attacked, smiled excitedly, "My name's Shanks ! I'm going to be a great Captain Pirate one day !"
Harry laughed, "I'm sure you will."
"Shanks you idiot !" the blue haired one scream, slapping his friend upside the head, "This man is dangerous ! Do you know how high his bounty is ?! It's even higher than the Captain !"
Harry smiled in amusement at the two boys while they begin to bicker with each other.
He looked up at the other three men present, "Crocus." He greeted, walking up to him and taking him in a one-armed hug, "It's been so long ! Is that wrinkles I see just there ?" he asked with humor.
Crocus snorted as they separated and narrowed his eyes at him, "And you still look as young as ever."
Harry grinned, "I do try !"
Crocus chuckled and turned to the two others, "Those are the pirates I was talking about. We talked a bit and some of the things they said about what they planned to do during their voyage made me think about you."
Harry looked at the two men with a raised eyebrow, "Indeed ?"
The blond haired one with a scar near his eyes smiled pleasantly and shake his head, "I'm Silvers Rayleigh, vice-captain of this crazy crew."
He answered with a smile of his own, "Black D. Harry, nice to meet you."
He turn toward the Captain, who had a large smile on, almost mischievous.
He raised his hand, "My name… is Gol D. Roger."
Harry take the hand and shake it firmly, "D., huh ?" he smirked. "Well, now that's interesting."
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"So you want to conquer the Grand Line before you die of this mysterious illness ? Well, I must say that is quite a goal to have."
The three men had relocated inside of Crocus house, sitting at the kitchen table, each nursing a glass of different alcohol.
Roger nodded, "When I explained it to Crocus, he told me that he knew of someone who had quite the knowledge of the Grand Line, and that is someone I could use in my crew."
"I've been around for quite some time." Agreed Harry, "I've had time to go around the world. I don't know everything about it yet, there are still some things that I'm doing research on."
Rayleigh perked up at that, "Research ? What kind ?"
"Anything, really." Harry said with a vague wave of his hand, "But mostly historical. I also have quite a lot of data's on Devil Fruits, about everyone I encountered who had one, what types of powers it gave, weaknesses, things like this."
"Is it true though ?" Rayleigh asked then, "That you've been around for 300 years ? That you don't age at all ?"
Crocus smiled to himself as he sip his drink, quite amused by the situation as Roger raised an eyebrow in curiosity.
"It is the true." Harry finally said, "I wasn't born like this, nor it is thanks to a Devil Fruit that I gained this powers. Let's just say that something happened when I was young, something quite horrible… I was betrayed, angry and alone, but because I sacrificed myself for others, despite everything they'd done to me, I was granted a gift. To be more powerful than ever before, to be able to finally live my life as my own, to finally be free…"
"To be free, huh ?" Roger asked, a slight smiled spreading on his lips, "Is that your dream then ?"
"Not exactly." Harry frowned, "I already have my freedom. After all, I have powers no one could ever match, I don't have to fear Death, since I already died twice and he became a dear friend."
The tree other men looked at each others, wondering what he means by that, but deciding not to pry.
"What is your dream then ?" Roger asked, leaning forward on the table, looking at him straight in eyes, "What do you want to accomplish in this life ?".
Harry smiled a bitter smile, a shadow passing on his face as his eyes darken in pain and sadness.
All of them, seeing this, were wondering the same thing…
How could a face so young have eyes so old ?
"There is many things that I wanted…" he said, emotion clear in his voice, eyes staring blankly into his glass, as if lost into his own memories. "But sometimes, the thing that I want doesn't match the things that should be done. I am not completely human… I've seen a lot of death, a lot of pain… but I've also seen a lot of life and wonders. But I still have human emotions, and believe me, this isn't easy when you know that no matter what happen, you will still be the last one standing. Everyone you ever loved will die, and there is nothing you can do about it, because that's just the way things are. I knew it would happened when I came into my powers, I've been warned countless of time, but that hasn't prepared me to the pain of it. In time, I learned to overcome it… to accept it, cherish it and when I loose it, to remember it fondly and move on."
He sighed and looked up at them, as they stared at him in silence, and he smiled, "I'm not a saint, never was, really. I've lost my way plenty of times, but I try to be a better person. I travel around and go where I am needed. Because I reminded myself of a promise I made when I was a young boy, full of grief and anger… The world generally fail to be kind and just, so, if my powers were to serve a purpose, I would like to help anyone I can, to just make things right for them when they loose hope… Because there was a time when I was alone and in pain, and when I managed to have hope again, I told myself that no one else will ever to live like this, to feel this kind of pain… not while it's in my powers to do something about it."
They looked at him with wide eyes as Roger smiled, seemingly pleased with the answer, "So that's why you went out of your way to free slaves right under the Celestial Dragon's noses… everybody thought you were just insane."
Harry snorted and finished his drink.
Rayleigh frowned in thought, "I would like to know, and excuse me if that is an inappropriate question but… You said that you lived a long time… how long exactly ?"
Roger and Crocus seemed interested as well as they looked at him expectantly.
Harry smirked, "I am what is called the Master of Death. I died twice… once when I was 15 months old, but came back to life because my mother sacrificed herself to save me. And the other when I was 17 years old, I managed to come back through some exceptional means that I will not divulged. But as for the reason of my Immortality, it has been granted to me because I willingly walked to my death to save thousand of others. A pure-selfless act that had allowed me to become friend with Death himself, and as such became his companion for all eternity."
He paused there and looked at them all seriously, "And to answer your question… I am 1.800 years old, give or take of few years, still quite young for a Master of Death, but it's easy to lost count along the way."
Crocus and Rayleigh couldn't believe their ears, looking at him with bulging eyes and gaping mouth.
Roger just burst out laughing, like it was the funniest thing he ever heard.
Once he calm down enough, he looked at Harry and smirked viciously, "So tell me… How would you like to travel around the Grand Line with us ? We're bound to see some amazing things out there, and that could help you in you research… What do you think ?"
Harry and Roger stared at each other for a bit, before a matching smirked spread out on Harry's lips.
"That's sounds like fun."
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"Ok, Laboon… Now I just want you to stay still for a bit, can you do that for me ?"
The still growing whale obey the request as Crocus explained to him that he will be gone for awhile, and that once he come back, he will surely have more information on the Rumbar Pirates, who apparently where the companion that left the whale in his care some time ago.
Harry touch the whale's side with his hands and cast a well-being charm, making his hand glow a slight green color, so that Laboon will stay safe and sound while Crocus isn't here to take care of him.
Shanks was looking at him with wonder as the rest of the crew watch on curiously, curious to see what kind of powers their new crewmember possessed.
"That's so cool !" Shanks said, eyes bright, "Your like a magician !"
Harry grimaced slightly, "I prefer the term wizard."
"Can you do something else ?!" Shanks asked eagerly.
Harry finished the charm, patting Laboon side gently before turning to Shanks, raising an eyebrow, "I can do plenty of things, what do you have in mind ?"
Shanks blinked, "Oh, well… I don't know…" he trailed off, thinking about it.
Harry smiled fondly and wave his hand, "Avis."
The tattoo on his forearm glowed, like every times he used magic, as well as the ring of red in his eyes, and flock of small, twittering birds appears.
"Wow !" Shanks cried out in shock as the others make various sounds of shock and amazement.
Baggy, the blue haired boy from before, snorted and crossed his armed, "So he can make birds appears ? What's so amazing about it."
"Levicorpus."
Baggy suddenly found himself suspend in the air, upside down as Harry, hand outstretched toward him, winked at Shanks and moved his hand up and down, making Buggy's body follow the movement.
"STOP IT ! STOP !"
Everyone laughed at Buggy's predicament, Shanks almost rolling on the ground, tears in his eyes at the force of it.
Harry finally let him go, "Want another demonstration ?" he asked the blue haired boy.
Sprawled on the ground, painting for breath, he answered, "No, no, no, I get it ! I won't say anything about your powers anymore !"
Roger looked over his crew, seeing all the laughing faces and smiled.
This is going to be a great adventure.
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"Are you sure that this is what you want, Roger ?"
It was dark, very late at night.
"Well all knew it was just a matter of time, Harry. If I have to die, might as well make it as worthwhile as possible."
He knew, they all knew, that this day was coming, sooner or later. Crocus did a good job at stopping the illness for as long as he could, but Harry could always see the shadow of death hovering around him.
Harry sighed, leaning against the wall from where he was sitting inside of the battle ship cells, "You always know how to make a spectacle out of yourself."
Roger laughed at his friends, they all lived together on the same ship for a long time, they knew each other well.
"I'm not going to die, Harry."
Harry smiled, "No, you won't… people will remember you for many, many years."
"And I'll still be able to talk to you." Roger added.
"True." Harry groaned, "Even in death you'll be able to annoy the shit out of me."
"I feel your pain, Master of Death."
There is a silence for a second before both of them laughed, and if tears escaped from their eyes for a bit, they don't mention it.
"Oh, I'm going to miss you, my friend."
Roger smiled at him, "Yeah, me too."
They stay silent for awhile, listening to the waves crashing against the Marines battleship, Loguetown only a few hours away.
"Rouge is pregnant."
Harry's head snapped to him so fast that it hurt, "Really ?"
"Yeah." Roger smiled widely, "I bet it's going to be a little boy. I'm going to have a son, Harry, you have no idea how happy I am right now."
Harry smiled too, happy for his friends, Rouge is a wonderful woman, so brave and strong, but so kind and gentle.
"I have a favor to ask out of you, Harry."
He raised an eyebrow, "Oh ? Even at death door you're still so demanding."
Roger chuckled at that, but went on, "When the child will be born, I asked Garp to take care of him…"
"Garp ?" Harry asked, "Are you sure you can trust him ?"
"You know him as well as I do, he will never let an innocent child come to any harm, no matter who his parents were." Roger said, "I couldn't ask this to any of the crew, you all will be hunt down after my death, and that's not a life for a baby to live. I want him to be able to make his own choice later on in life."
"I can understand that." Agreed Harry.
"But I want you to watch out for Rouge while she's vulnerable. Please, protect her."
Harry looked at his friend, "You don't even have to ask, Roger. Just as you know very well that I will watch out for your child after he is born as well."
Roger smirked, "You still going on about it, then ? The Void Century and the D's ?"
"D's are god's natural enemies and they will come back in a giant storm." Harry said, "That's why you're doing this too, right ? What we learned during our travel is so much bigger than us… but I might be the only one of us who'll be there when this storm will hit."
The two friends looked at each other, knowing full well that the future is going to be a tricky path to walk through for Harry.
"Give them hell, my friend. For everything they did, make them regret it."
Harry smirked evilly, "Oh, I will."
And few hours later, in his own hometown in the East Blue, the Pirate King leave his last message that is going to change the course of history, for the better or the worst.
"My treasure ? If you want it, I'll grant it ! Search on ! All the world had to offer, I left in that place !"
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"Garp."
"Black."
"Oh, come on ! Can't you call me Harry ? We've know each other for so long, we've reached that point by now."
"No."
"No need to be rude about it."
"Gentlemen ?"
The men both turned to look at the pink haired woman with freckles across her nose.
"Roger and I discussed this." Rouge said seriously, "Harry will stay with me, to help me hide from the marines and help keep our baby inside of me for as long as possible, and you Garp, you will be coming here to take him away after I give birth."
They stared at each other grimly.
"Rouge." Harry said sadly, "I told you, I have the power to postpone the birth for a maximum of two years, but the longer I hold the spell on the womb, the less chance of survival you have."
"I know the risks." She said stubbornly, "As long as my child is safe, I don't care what happen to me."
"I can protect you with other means, Rouge… this isn't the only option you have…" Garp tried, for what must be the hundred of time, to change her mind.
"Do the spell Harry. In the name of our friendship and the godfather of our child, please do it."
Harry closed his eyes, knowing that he was sending her to a certain death.
"My child… our child, will live." She said again, "That's all Roger and I ever wanted. We knew you would still be here after us to watch over him as he grow, we knew this."
Harry sighed, eyes glowing with powers as Garp shake his head in disbelief.
"All right. Let's do this."
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"What the fuck have you done ?!"
Harry stormed through the hall of Marijoa, anger burning in his eyes as he stare down at the five elders.
In the two years since the death of Roger, the World Government went completely wild in trying to kill anyone with the slight connection with him.
They tried, many time, to get at him too, but no one stood a chance against him.
No matter what, they soon understood that Harry will be doing whatever he wanted, whenever he wanted and no one could stop him.
Harry lost plenty of friends, and he is awaiting the birth of his friends' child in two months now.
But this make him absolutely furious.
The elders look at him with slight apprehension, but still this flare of defiance in their eyes.
"You just burned down an entire island ! It's gone ! There's absolutely nothing left from it !"
The youngest, blond haired and beard with a scar on his chest sneered at him, "The people of Ohara were dangerous. We did what was right."
"They were scholars and civilians !" Harry sneered back, "But of course, you're just so afraid of what will happen if the world knew the truth about the Void Century that you just went and kill every men, women and children without a second though ! But you must have forgotten that I've been around long before you came to sit here ! I am older than all of you here and I know so much more than you could ever hope to."
The bald one, with a large birthmark on his forehead and large moustache said, "We know about your strange powers, and we also know that you were in Roger's crew –"
"I'm not talking about that, you fool." Harry sneered at him in disgust, "I'm saying that I have been to Ohara before, and that you may have burned it all to the ground, but could never hope to kill me ! And I made copies of all of their books a long time ago ! I can read the Poneglyphs !"
The five elders' eyes widen in horror, understanding what this means.
This buster call had been for nothing, Ohara still leaves on, and will for as long as Black D. Harry lives.
For eternity.
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"His name is… Gol D. Ace…"
Harry mourned another one of his dear friend but smiled through his tears as he looked down at her son before handing him over to Garp.
Rouge, Roger… I will protect him with all I have. Your son will have a long life, I promise it to you.
TO BE CONTINUED…
So what do you think ? Do you like it so far ? Do you want me to continue ? I can't promise steady update though, with my other story, it's going to be complicated, but tell me what you think !