A/N: This fanfiction starts at the beginning of the Dressrosa Arc. The reasoning is stupid, but I just really like the Dressrosa Arc and things that take place after the two-year timeskip. I would get familiar with the entire Dressrosa Arc first, as I may or may not explain every little detail from the manga. Also, I'm only writing for fun. Some of these ideas such as the infinite bag, come from other fanfics about Magicka (will be sourced at the end). Please enjoy!
Ring ring ring! A den-den mushi rang out on the pirate ship known as the Thousand Sunny. Trafalgar Law picked up the phone and listened to who it was. The straw hat pirates surrounding him anticipated it nervously and leaned their heads to figure out who it was.
"It's me, I've resigned from the Shichibukai." Said a voice from the other side. Everyone knew what that eerie voice was.
"It's Doflamingo!" yelled Usopp. He and Chopper held each other as they jumped up and down in a panic.
"Shut it! He'll hear you!" yelled Nami in an attempt to quiet down the two crewmates.
"Hello!" screamed Luffy into the microphone. "I'm Monkey D. Luffy! I'm going to be the king of the pirates!"
Luffy continued, "Are you Ceasar's Boss? Because Ceasar was all kinds of trouble you know? If you try something like that again, I'll kick your ass too!"
"Luffy, your brother died, and you disappeared for two years," Doflamingo wondered, "where did you go and what did you do?"
"I'm not telling you that!" Luffy had to be held back by Usopp, while Trafalgar Law just watched his antics beside him.
"Fufufu… I've wanted to meet you for so long," Doflamingo laughed, although it sounded forced, "There's something I imagine you crave for… And I have it."
"Is it, a delicious piece of meat?!" Luffy drooled at the thought of meat.
"Hold yourself together!" Law and Usopp both shook and slapped Luffy to get ahold of himself.
Law took control of the den-den mushi once again. "Look joker, we don't have time for your antics. As promised, we will return Ceasar to you."
"Yes, of course, but I need to know if Ceasar's alive or not," Doflamingo said.
Law aimed the transmitter at Ceasar and prepared for his loud obnoxious voice. "I'm sorry Joker! You quit the Shichib—" Joker was interrupted by Law.
"Eight hours from now! At that isolated island to the north of Dressrosa. On the southeastern beach of Green Bit!" Yelled Law through the den-den mushi. "We'll deposit Ceasar there, do not count on having any other contact with us."
"Really? I would've loved to have a chat with you." Said Doflamingo.
"Forget it!" shouted Law. "Just hang up!" he smashed the transmitter back on the den-den mushi, making an audible click.
Sanji had a question. "What if Doflamingo brings his entire crew?"
"That doesn't matter," Law replied, "the dropoff is just a decoy for the real plan."
"Are you saying that we are going to destroy the SMILE factory while this is happening?" Usopp raised his eyebrow.
"Yes… but I don't know where it is." Grumbled Law. "It's just that I haven't been able to find any clues to where the factory is."
"There are only seven Shichibukai in the world!" Commodore Brannew exclaimed. "They are pirates that have been chosen to lend the world government their power, in exchange for whatever they wish to do. This is put in place to keep the other pirates of the world in check.
Commodore Brannew then went through the trouble to introduce the members of the Shichibukai to everyone, despite everyone at the meeting already knowing who they are. No one showed boredom or discomfort towards the explanation regardless.
"This applied until Doflamingo's withdrawal!" Brannew slammed his fist against the wall and fumed. He faced everyone once again. "And with Law doing whatever he's doing, we're also going to have to expel him from the Shichibukai. The three great powers of the world will be thrown off!"
"Yeah, we got it Brannew," Akainu blew out a puff from his cigarette. "We won't let straw hat and Law do what they please! I already sent Fujitora on it due to Smoker's request. We'll consider the situation later."
"Understood." Brannew nodded his head. "We also have a new situation on our hands. Some of our patrol units have reported sightings of a boat with four brightly coloured people on it. They are coloured: red, yellow, blue, and green."
"And what about it is unusual?" asked a marine.
"Well, about that…" Brannew breathed out and prepared himself for the unreal things he was about to say.
"Welcome back to the reopening of Castle Aldrheim!" proudly proclaimed Vlad, who was not-a-vampire. Confetti blew out of party poppers and a long banner hung from one end of the wall to another reading "Welcome" in great big words. The room the party was held in was well made, but this was not always the case.
Castle Aldrheim has been destroyed two times, which isn't a lot, the first time being because of the wizard wars, and the second time being when an enchanted golem self-destructed. The Order of Magick once resided here, but they long since passed away, except for the occasional airheads that come along.
This leads back to the reopening party. Vlad put down his wine glass and rests his head in his hands. "This doesn't feel the same without any students to give thrill-seeking adventures to." The top part of the Castle had been destroyed, but the rest of the structure was intact.
"If only there was a plot I could send some wizards to, but it's not like I have any students or faculty members right now anyways," Vlad remembered the memories of teaching his brightest batch of students.
"I would have liked to meet them again, but curse me for telling them about my secret regarding me not-being-vampire" sighed Vlad in frustration. "I half-expected at least one student to show up. Although I can't say I'm surprised."
Almost as if Vlad planned it, four wizards somehow appeared inside the building. It seemed as if they were falling for a prolonged time. Vlad recognized the robes almost immediately and greeted them like old friends—partly because, they were old friends, or at least well-acquainted.
"Welcome back to Castle Aldrheim!" Vlad eagerly shook their hands. The wizards were the wizards that could be considered his greatest students and were coloured red, blue, yellow, and green. Their faces were hidden under their hoods, but it didn't take a genius to tell that they were unimpressed by Vlad's behaviour.
After defeating Cthulhu, Vlad appeared in front of the group of wizards congratulating them on their victory against the cosmic being. "Not gonna lie, I thought that you would magically teleport back into Castle Aldrheim after beating him. Oh well, I have a glass of wine to get to. I guess you have to wait until the stars are right again… again… Good 'luck'!" right after his speech, he teleported back into the dimension of Midgard, where Castle Aldrheim is situated.
"Man… I can't believe he really just left us in this chamber," Red stomped the ground in anger. "Really, after we kill Cthulhu, he just lets us rot here? We don't even have cheese or sausages!"
"Jeez, chill out, you're going to stab Yellow by accident again." Green raised his arms to try and calm down Red while Yellow started backing away. "He's probably getting our yay-you-saved-the-world-again-party ready or something."
Red clenched his fist tightly. "Why are you so optimistic? Clearly, it's because he doesn't know how to get us out! Blue! Help me prove a point!" Red pointed his finger at Blue.
Hey, what happened to all the exposition that was supposed to be here? Thought Blue as he shrugged his shoulders. You know Red, I can't respond. I'm mute you know?
Red deadpanned. "I forgot you're mute. Forget it." Blue angry motioned his arms to express his anger, but to the entire team, he looked like a baby throwing a tantrum. He pointed his staff at Red and promptly… blew him up.
"..." Green stared at the mess of blood that was on his face. He wiped his face with his sleeves and quickly cast {Revive} on Red.
As if nothing happened, Red rose out of the ground with clean clothes. He grabbed his weapons back and looked back at Blue. Blue, preparing for the worst, widened his stance and aimed his staff at him.
Red breathed in. "Yeah, that was deserved."
Blue put back his staff and hammer away and looked down.
While both parties were apologizing to one another—Blue was having trouble communicating, Yellow looked over the side of the platform they fought Cthulhu. Surrounding them was a pool of water that circled them. Yellow foolishly thought it would be a good idea to try and touch the water, but he fell in instead.
Only Green caught sight of this and froze the water Yellow was falling into, but his plan backfired. Rather than Yellow falling onto the frozen platform, Yellow fell below the water first, meaning that the Yellow was trapped under the surface of the water.
"Oops." was all Green said before turning his head and leaving the poor guy to drown. It wasn't like they couldn't come back from the dead anyway.
After Red and Blue finished reconciling, they noticed that Yellow was missing. "Hey Green, where's Yellow?" asked Red who was scratching his head.
"Oh right, he drowned. Let me revive him real quick." Green cast {Revive} on Yellow. Even though there was his body wasn't visible, Yellow still came out of the ground alive and healthy.
"What took you so long?" Yellow was visibly distressed, not because of death, but because they took so long to revive him. "Death isn't particularly happy to see us around there after we beat his ass you know?"
"Anyways, we should focus on our current problem right now," stated Red. "how are we going to get out here?"
Yellow screamed. "Ah! Where did my weapons go?!" he crawled on all fours searching through all the debris that has fallen during their battle. When they revive, they come back with their basic weapons. These weapons are only standard, hence why Yellow was upset that his special weapons disappeared.
"It fell in the water dumbass." Green blankly stated as he pointed towards the ledge. "It's alright though, we can get new ones in the armoury later if we can get back."
Yellow acknowledged the fact that his beloved weapons aren't coming back to him. He turned to Blue for ideas on how to get back now. "Blue! You were always smart when it came to school and such, do you have an idea on how to get back?"
Blue shook his head as Yellow sat on the ground and hugged his knees. "Looks like we're gonna stay here for a long, long time."
Years passed and the quartet stayed in that area for a while. They survived by reviving themselves every time someone starved to death. It took a good few weeks for them to realize that they should explore their purgatory if they were to escape confinement. They spent countless hours wandering the same passages to find a clue as to how to get out.
Several more years later, Green would discover a giant sign pointing to a door behind a dead Cthulhu, saying "EXIT to Midgard". The wizards would travel through the door only to find a lengthy hallway. It took them a whole day to travel on foot to reach the exit, but by the time they got there, they started to fall. After what seemed like an eternity (when in reality was just 5 minutes), they landed on familiar ground.
Dazed, they tried to get their bearings as they tried to stand up. "Welcome back to Castle Aldrheim!" Vlad. was what the four wizards thought.
"Now now…" Vlad anxiously said. He knew that the wizards have gained considerable amounts of power since he last taught them. The Order of Magick—when it existed—stopped an evil sorcerer named Grimnir from gaining the knowledge of powerful Magicks. Ironically though, they stopped Grimnir with Magicks they learned along the way.
Trying to find a way to get out of this mess, Vlad used his trump card. "I was only getting some high-quality cheese for you guys. After all, you guys did save the world right?" In reality, he already had some cheese, but it was the type you could get for five dollars.
"See! I was right!" Green jumped ecstatically in the air. "Take THAT Red!"
"Shut up," said Red.
Yellow was marvelling at the stone pillars and examining every crevice. These wizards have been trapped in Cthulhu's lair before the castle went boom two times. Blue simply just watched Yellow's antics as he sat down with his weapons.
"Well, let me set the tables and we will begin," Vlad announced. Moments later, everything was ready, and the feast began.
"Darn, this is some good cheese!" everyone laughed. They haven't eaten in so long, that they can't recognize that this was pretty terrible cheese. There were also sausages and wine on all the tables.
Well, my wish came true I guess. Vlad thought. All I need now is a mission.
"Please excuse me, I need to go somewhere!" shouted Vlad. "And remember, do not share my secret that could very well end this very world."
Exiting through the front doors, he then teleported to Niflheim, the land of the dead, otherwise known as Death's home. "Hello? Anyone home?" Vlad's voice echoed through the lonely space.
"It's a little rude to barge into someone's home, you know?" a baritone voice rang out through the emptiness.
"Ah yes, hello Death," Vlad bowed in a regal fashion. "Long time no see."
Death nodded his head. "You raised your students well. They defeated me."
"Thank you very much," Vlad raised his head. "But I think you also know there's another reason that I'm here."
"Oh wow, I was correct." Death said. "Are you in need of my travel agency?"
"Actually, yes." Death was taken aback by Vlad's response. Normally, Vlad does things by himself and never seeks too much help. His job is to tell people to complete random quests—usually involving saving the world.
"If you're looking for an adventure, I have exactly the thing for you." Death put on his best advertising expression. "Please take a look at these brochures." He motioned towards the stand to his left.
Vlad reached for the brochures and looked through a few of them. "Earth? A place where people don't blow themselves up all the time? Wow, that must be paradise."
Death snatched away the "Earth" brochure from him. "There's Twitter there, so I wouldn't recommend that area."
What's a Twitter? Vlad hasn't heard this term before but he ignored it and looked at another one. "Mars? Interesting… there's nothing on this planet. Death, do you have anything a little more, crazy?"
Death stood there for a few seconds before responding. "I believe I do, let me get that brochure for you." After disappearing and then reappearing after a few minutes, in his hand lay what would be the Midgard magicians' next quest.
"This… it doesn't have a name on it?" Vlad asked.
"Yeah," Death responded. "You can call the main attraction of this place, the One Piece though."
That sounds like a shitty name. Vlad thought as he flipped through the pages. He began to read the brief description of the world and all its history.
"If you were to drop my wizards there, would we need to pack anything?" asked Vlad. "I just don't want my wizards to die once we get there."
"Do not worry," Death reassured him. "I will make sure they will have a small boat, some food, and a convenient bag which can store an infinite amount of items in it."
"Oh wow, that's handy," Vlad wasn't worried anymore. "This will be a perfect adventure, thank you very much. I will pay later."
"No problem Vlad, happy to do business with you." Death smiled—if you could see his face.
The wizards were enjoying the feast that was dedicated to them while they talked about things they noticed things that were different than before. "Did they repaint the walls?" wondered Yellow.
"Maybe, I don't remember," replied Red.
The doors swung open as Vlad walked through. "I have a new quest for you guys!" Vlad briefed them on all the things they will be going through.
"Any objections?" you might expect the wizards to refuse after they got back from being trapped, but they accepted the quest instantly. Even in the past, they refused to refuse quests and always completed them.
"Alright then, please go to the armoury to get the weapons you want or need to bring, and the great Vlad will send you off to Niflheim to go get the One Piece." Vlad gestured to the basement to get their items.
"Wow, we get an adventure the moment we get back," Red said excitedly.
"Well, I'm excited for sure," Green said.
"Me too!" shouted Yellow.
Blue just nodded his head.
Reaching the armoury, they all went to grab the things they were used to. Red remembered that he enjoyed using a gauntlet, specifically [Vlad's Guantlet]. This gauntlet has the ability to lifesteal and reverses death and life for the user. He'll remember to ask Vlad later. The wizards of the order were used to using a staff and melee weapon, and the gauntlet was technically a spell-casting item, so Red went to grab a sword. The sword of his choice would be the [Tyrfing], a sword that teleports the user to their desired target.
Red turned to see what the others chose. Green had chosen the [Staff of the Dead] and the famed [M60]. The staff allowed the user to use the {Raise Dead} Magick without the need to use a specific combination of elements. Of course, they had memorized the {Raise Dead} Magick, but the staff made it more convenient to cast. The [M60] was crafted by villagers with a paper clip and a shotgun and was gifted to them for saving their village. This bad boy could shoot countless bullets without the need to reload.
Yellow had chosen… well, he was shoving all the weapons in the armoury in the infinite bag he received from Vlad. This was the first time they had an actual inventory and Yellow was making good use of it. The armoury had an endless amount of things, so it didn't matter how many items they took.
Blue had equipped the [Aristo-staff], a staff that gives resistance to all elements. His melee would be the [Warhammer]. It deals medium damage but pushes enemies back.
"I think we should be going soon," said Red. "I'm gonna go up now."
"Same," said Green.
Red made it out of the front doors, followed by Green. "Do you think Yellow's going to get lost in the castle?" asked Red.
"No, he's not a complete dumbass, he's useful when we need him to be," replied Green.
"Yeah, you're right," said Red. He spotted Vlad on the front steps of the school. "Hey, Vlad! Can I use your gauntlet?"
"Eh? Sure I guess. You can have a taste of the handsome Vlad's power." Vlad slid the gauntlet off of his hand and put it in Red's free hand. "Take good care of it."
"I will," said Red. Red walked around the front yard of the school to kill time as he waited for Blue and Yellow. Unfortunately, Red tripped and dropped the gauntlet. Luckily, Vlad turned away.
Once they finished their walk, Blue and Yellow were ready to go. "Are you guys ready to meet death once again?" asked Green.
"I don't really care all too much," replied Yellow. The bag that had many items was swung over his shoulder. "Let's just make the trip quick."
Vlad walked over to the group. "Ready?" he didn't give any time for the wizards to respond. "Good 'luck'!"
The group felt the world around them spin out of existence and be replaced with a dimly lit waiting room. There was a secretary behind a counter doing work and organizing files. She didn't notice the wizards despite them teleporting into here.
Red walked up to the female and asked, "do you know where we are?"
"You're in a waiting room waiting to travel, am I correct?" The woman focused intently on her work. "My guess is that you are going to see the One Piece, right?"
"Uhm, yeah," Red said back. He was thinking that this woman thought she looked really cool if she didn't look toward her guests.
"Death is busy at the moment, for now, please wait." The women kept looking down.
"And if we're impatient?" Red tapped his foot repeatedly.
The secretary paused and looked at him. "You can use the self-serve travel, but make sure you understand how to use it."
Red thanked her and went to tell his friends. Of course, they didn't know that they were supposed to meet up with Death so that their travel could be safe and swift. They all went to the self-travel machine and read the instructions.
"Let's let Blue read this stuff," suggested Green. Yellow backed him up, and Red was too lazy to read it. Blue just sighed as his teammates gave him the instructions:
Travel to your destination without any assistance with these three easy steps!
1. Write your destination* on one of the handy papers provided!
2. Put the slip of paper into the slot!
3. Step into the circle and say goodbye to your world!
*if your destination doesn't have a name, please do not use the machine, and wait for your travel agent. Highway To Hell is not responsible for any injuries or death. Please use responsibly.
Blue told his group exactly what to do. After 3 sheets of paper, 2 of which burnt to ashes, and a missing arm, they were ready to go. Wait a second, what about the warning? Thought Blue as they teleported away.
"Who was that?" Death watched the machine go off from afar.
He asked the secretary, who replied, "the wizards."
"What?!" He exploded with rage and frustration. "Those trouble makers are going to kill themselves. Can you track down where they teleported to?"
"Let me see." The woman flipped through all her sheets. "I don't… think so."
Death groaned in frustration. Originally, he was going to join their trip for a short while for his vacation despite their differences, but it seems he might need to do some paperwork (not because they're going to get hurt, but because he needs some people to come in and fix the machine).
The wizards screamed as they fell from the sky. "Quick! Cast {Levitate}!" yelled Yellow as he pulled out a random staff from his bag. By combining certain elements, Yellow managed to start slowing his descent. He watched as his comrades splattered on the ground. Unfortunately, his friends couldn't hear him fast enough.
Once Yellow finally made contact with the ground, he cast {Revive} three times. "Thanks for the save Yellow," Red and Green said simultaneously. Blue nodded in agreement. After patting Yellow on the back, they realized this isn't the place Vlad mentioned. Where was the One Piece?
They were surrounded by intense greenery and flora. It took a while to register, but they came up with the idea to summon Death for help. After putting the elements into the right sequence, Death showed up out of the ground.
"WHO DARES SUMM- oh it's you guys." Death said after ending his evil villain intro. He looked around and shrugged. "Good thing you guys didn't land in the water. I can tell you that this isn't the island for the One Piece, however. This seems like the job for the {Plot Device} spell! Here we go!"
Death pointed the edge of his scythe to the sky and… nothing happened. "...huh. Something was supposed to happen. Anyways, I'll send you to the One Piece now."
Almost as if it was because of the {Plot Device} spell, a woman lightly dressed kicked Death in the head right as he was casting {Teleport}. "Gah!" screamed out Death. Usually, he's intangible as he is Death itself, but his casting was interrupted somehow and the wizards were most definitely going to be sent into the middle of nowhere where they will get spotted by the marines.
At least I can enjoy some of my vacation time now. Thought Death as he spun his scythe in his hand. "Thanks for providing me this opportunity, miss."
The last thing that poor women would see would be the cold, dead eyes of Death itself.
"Stolen" ideas:
1. Infinite bag from "The Last Magick User" by "Canneroc"
2. Hmmm I was sure that there was another idea that I used, but I can't see to remember or find it here. It was most likely from "Making Magick" by "Mashadar"
A/N: Thanks so much for reading! Apologies in advance for the forced humour. As you might tell, I am NOT a comedian.