Wealth, Fame, and Power! W. D. Gaster, The King of The Pirates, had all those and the rest of what the world had to offer! Through many battles and trials, he had reached the pinnacle of the world's virtues and had nothing left but an illness that plagued him.

He brought himself in and was held at a worldwide public execution. Before he was executed, a man from the crowd asked:

"Where did you hide all your treasure?!"

To which the King of Pirates smiled and said:

"You want my treasure? You can have it! I left the most important treasure in the world on an island! Go and find it! 'For the next pirate that finds the UnderPiece, will be claimed the new King of The Pirates!"

Those were his final words before he was executed. He smiled to his death.

With those words, the world was flipped upside down as he created The Golden Pirate Era! People and already existing pirates from around the works started to sail the seas in search of the treasure that W. D. Gaster claimed to be-

The UnderPiece!

It had been Twenty Years since, and people have yet to find the treasure he was talking about. Except for one girl, who is now going to change the world by storm for the sake of her people.

This is the story of Muffet D. Baker and her way to becoming Queen of the Pirates!

Hera watched as Undyne leaped from their ship to the enemy ship on the left.

She glanced back at Fuhu, he gave her the nod of approval, that he had the ship under control.

Hera then leaped from her ship to the man in the gaudy clothes and the golden attire.

However, when she left, she felt as if the back of her was heating up, like something had grazed her, not hitting her, but just getting so close, so fast, that she felt the extreme heat of whatever was behind her.

She chose to ignore it.

She landed right in front of the man, who was cowering over her condescendingly.

"Well little girl...You aren't on our hit list, but I suppose you'll have to meet the same fate as your partner."

Hera, though being smaller, pouted out her chest and looked up at him with furious puffed cheeks.

The man raised his hand to her, with open palms, he did it slowly, trying to gauge her response. She didn't move.

"I'm giving you a chance to run away little girl, or to atleast attempt dodging."

Hera did move, she put her clenched fist to her hips.

The man frowned. This wasn't fun for him. He looks around at his men.

"Look men, let this be the day that Operative Hermes scores one for the boss!"

He strikes down at her, with his fleece and arms covered in a thin plating of metal and gold.

She let the attack hit her, his hand made a grand impact on her right cheek. It stung.

However, because of her ability, her body was now the material of whatever he had on his arm. She was glistening in the sun as a result.

This blinding light made everyone man on the boat flinch.

It also made a stray bullet miss her, that bullet that whizzed past her, it had the same warming feel she felt earlier. She would go investigate it, but her main priority was the man that was named "Hermes".

She felt like she had heard that name before, or atleast, had a resemblance to it.

"I don't like you, mister."

Hera jumped up to his face level, with a speed that shocked him. The natural speed Hera had was incredible. Considering that her innards, to everyone's newfound knowledge back on the ship, was entirely made out of light blue energy.

Like her innards were just nothing but energy and coding, so that made her super light. In addition, her skin was also super thin, as she stated, which is why it's so sensitive. This was also her double-edged sword because it also meant she took more damage naturally.

Hera delivered a hefty gilded kick to his lower jaw. This sent the gilded man backward to the mast. His feet were still on his feet, but his back and head was tilted back as well.

He repositioned himself and looked at her with crazed eyes.

He felt something drip out of his mouth, he went to go wipe it. When he checked the back of his hand, it was stained in blood. His eyes widened.

"Men! Get her!"

He raised his finger at the little girl and his men from all compartments of his ship started to pour out of their crevices like roaches caught in the sudden light.

Hera sighed.

Three guys came out of the bottom deck, two with sabers and one with a flintlock pistol.

Hera easily dodged the two swipes from the men with illusive side-stepping, however, went the man shot his bullet. Hera let it hit her, square on the forehead.

Her head rocked back, the other two men took advantage of her recent injury to do a well-choreographed horizontal swipe at both her sides.

However, Hera raised her hands and caught the two swords between her index and thumbs on both her hands, one for each.

They saw that her body was now all grey and thicker than before. She rocked her head back to her normal position to see the bullet roll off her head.

She was now a bullet.

Just then a loud sniper shot was heard, Hera felt the same heated energy as before. She was now really curious as to why this, feeling, kept reappearing.

However, this time, the bullet connected to the back of her head. As a result, the bullet aspect of her body activated and it created a scattered array of bullets from out of her body. It pierced and riddled the three men in front of her.

Tens of men watched this phenomenon and quivered.

Hera didn't care about the other men. She cared about the man.

She blitzed through the men in a jump that sounded like a shotgun firing. She easily slipped through them with her speed.

Hermes was ready, he charged up a thunderous right hook as she was barreling towards him.

Hera wasn't expecting him to be ready for it, so his hit connected and did visible damage to her. Her body went back to the shimmering glint that blinded everybody again.

Another mysterious sniper shot was heard.

This time, it seemed to clip Hermes in his right shoulder.

Hermes yelled out in an echoing scream. It wasn't a scream of pain she noticed, it sounded more like a scream of betrayal.

Hera took this opportunity to land after the blow she took, and to leap as fast as she could to the injured arm.

She did so flawlessly due to her speed and his distraction.

She severed his right arms by ripping it off from the wound and tossed it over the railing of the ship.

The man, this time, roared in pain.

Hera turned around to see if any of the men were approaching her, only one was.

The man had a decent-looking sword and was going for a cleaving swipe while she was still recovering from her recent attack.

Hera reflexively got up and blocked the attack with her forearm. Her body became a really thin plated metal, much more flimsy than her other transformations, but it'll have to do.

She gave a furious and quick open-palmed smack with her free hand to the guy's cheek and it sent him off the ship.

She took the man's sword and jumped up above Hermes. The other men were too scared to even want to compete with her.

Hermes was still in awe by what this little girl was. They hadn't accounted for her at all during their plan. Hera was a wild card they couldn't have predicted.

Hera rocketed back down and pierced Hermes through the chest with the sword she had just picked up. Hermes' pupils faded away in disbelief and health.

She smiled as she finished her opponent off. She couldn't wait to tell Undyne.

She let herself become skin again.

"Hey, mama! I-"

Just then, a sniper shot was heard. A sniper round was sent through Hera's head, making her go limp instantly. She and Hermes laid on each other, out for the count.

That's when Undyne knocked over ships, it sent Hera's and Hermes' bodies rolling and down the deck latch that led to the bottom floor of the longship.

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"Rebooting...vitals low...initiating back up power...life...sustainable...booting up now..."

Hera slowly reopened her eyes, her head was a mess, her body felt numb. She was trying to recall what last happened to her. The last thing she could recall was, that same burning sensation. It was beginning to haunt her.

She heard the muffled speaking of a woman. There was a hole above her, probably caused by when she exploded in bullet fire. She got up limply, her head and body covered in blue and red blood.

She peeked through the hole, she didn't have the energy to go upstairs.

"You Hermes...you failed, even with Operative Aphrodite at your side...tch!"

Hera's eyes opened as she saw a cowgirl holding Undyne up over her left shoulder. Undyne seemed to be in a state of paralysis with a heavily bleeding right shoulder.

Hera wanted to get up and attack this lady, but in her current state, she couldn't muster the energy to even run. Then Hera saw it.

The cowgirl, had a range, an arsenal, of weaponry attached to her. Her most noticeable attachment was her high-calibrated sniper rifle.

That...that's the person who was shooting me! That's the hot flashes I've been feeling...It has been her this whole time!

Hera's head got woozy, she could barely stand, the bullet was still lodged in her head. She had to that her body's structure and anatomy to thank for this slithering victory.

If Hera was a Devil Fruit user or a regular orangic being, that bullet that went through her head would've killed her.

Hera, watched as the cowgirl shot the ship with her shotguns and shot the Field of Hopes and Dreams with her pistol round. All four ships were now slowly catching on fire.

"Big Boss Hydra? The fish woman of The Soul Parlour Pirates is secured, returning her to base now. Also, Hermes and Aphrodite failed us so after their termination I'm erasing all evidence of the two...Mhmm, I'm on my way."

Hera made sure to listen to this lady's words correctly.

Hermes...There was no Aphrodite-looking lady on this ship...Hydra? These names...why does this feel...familiar?!

Hera wants to help Undyne so badly, but she couldn't. She watched as the cowgirl just jumped off the ship, with Undyne on her shoulder.

The smell of burning wood and the sound of cracking wood filled the air. Hera fell back on her butt, she couldn't support herself.

She looked around to see what could help her, she saw a weird-looking snail, a transponder snail. She limped towards the snail and clenched it.

She held it to her chest.

And let the flames engulf her.

Something dark was happening in this country. Something much bigger than themselves. They were always lucky enough to be at the right place at the right time.

This time.

It's quite the opposite.

The Soul Parlour crew has always been part of the equation, this time, they are the problem and the solution. But something was stopping this, higher power.

And it was Hera.

The missing variable.