Shadow Keeper Pirates

by RyugaAburame

Money rules all, Tenryuubito rule money. After the natural deaths of the Worst Generation, the Marines cracked down on pirate uprising, all but wiping out aspiring pirates. The pirate life is all but lost. At a point like this, the only thing that can spark the fire of rebellion and revolution is a good book about a rubber man, written by none other than a skeleton with an afro.

12. And then there were 4

"The Shadow Keeper Pirates aboard the Omega Keres. Huh. A little on the edgy side, but what the hell. Thanks, Franky. Do I owe you anything?" Giru asked, knowing money wouldn't be the answer. But he had a feeling...

"12 barrels of Cola. Next time you see me, you should have at least 3."

Giru rolled his eyes this time. Still, 12 barrels of Cola for a battleship wasn't bad. "It's a deal then." He responded, stretching out his hand to shake. Franky held his large, robotic hand up to eject the smaller hand, but Giru shook his head. 5 of the 6 tentacles wrapped around his hand, making it much thicker and larger, equal to the size of Franky's. They shook hands.

Mist, having all his guns slung around his body, gave a bow to Brooke for all his help. Brooke lifted his head. "Now now, none of that. The only thanks I'll accept is you becoming an infamous First Mate. Go on. Your captain is waiting."

Mist nodded before walking over towards Giru. Both of them nodded at each other before jumping onto the ship, landing on the edge and turning around to wave at Brooke, Franky, and the Galley-La shipwrights. Brooke cupped his skeletal hands around his mouth shouting up to the two, "OH, I FORGOT TO MENTION! I FOUND A SHIPWRIGHT AND A DOCTOR FOR YOUR CREW!"

As Brooke said this, a brown, yellow and white blur was seen running into the shipyard, followed by Ayumi who was merely walking as a multitude of duffel bags and burlap sacks floated around her head. The blur jumped over the water and ran directly up the side of the ship, knocking Giru and Mist into the water.

Saved by the Galley-La men, Giru and Mist knelt coughing on the ground. Arata sat where Giru and Mist once stood, sheepishly rubbing the back of his head. "READY TO SET SAIL, CAP'N!"

Ayumi levitated her and Arata's bags up onto the boat, then looked over at Giru and Mist. "I apologize for my brother's behavior. I am Ayumi Seka, a medical professional. He is Arata Seka, a well trained shipwright."

Giru stared at the ground in petty anger over being knocked into the water. "Mist, shoot him."

After a short debate about whether or not Giru was serious, he and Mist returned to the boat. All four crew members waved to those that had built this ship as they sailed off towards South Blue.

"So. A mechanic and a medic. Those are important, but until we have a Navigator we'll be wandering around aimlessly, and until we have a chef we'll be eating plain fruit and vegetables."

Arata frowned. "Awww, but what about fiiiish!?"

Giru looked over to him, questioning his maturity due to the tone of his voice. "Have you ever scaled, gutted, cleaned, then seasoned and cooked a fish?"

Arata shook his head.

"Then no."

Ayumi folded her arms. "So, 'captain', " she said with a hint of sass.

"Why'd you say it like-" Giru started, but Ayumi cut him off, "What exactly is your goal here? Why become a pirate? Why 'Shadow Keeper' and 'Omega Keres'?"

Giru folded his arms as well. His tentacles wavered behind him, as if saying 'know your place'. "Quite simply, I'm going to kill the Celestial Dragons."