Monkey D Luffy was hungry. As shown by the constant pestering of said Monkey D Luffy to brothers; Ace and Sabo. Usopp and Zoro weren't exempt from it either.

Wait, actually they kind of were. Zoro was sleeping by the mast, while whispering sweet nothings to his swords, Wado Ichimonji, and two other nameless ones. Actually, he was just sweet-talking Wado. For Usopp, it was his turn to take watch. It was somewhat of a unanimous decision for Usopp to take watch, because, well, eagle eyes.

That left Ace and Sabo on Luffy duty. Again.

Neither of them were happy with that. Sabo was one step away from going into rage-werewolf mode, and strangling his little brother, and Ace? Oh, Ace. His mental states were warring with each other. One half wanted to stitch Luffy's mouth closed, whereas the other didn't want to stitch his mouth closed.

The end result on the outside was a furiously twitching eye, along with a violently pulsing vein on the top of his forehead.

"Ace."

Twitch.

"Ace."

Twitch.

"I'm hungryyyyy…"

SNAP!

Ace turned his head and glared at his little brother, and a distinctly manic look entered his eyes. Luffy didn't seem to get the message.

"Ace—"

Within one second, Zoro was alert, and in his Asura form, Usopp had a crossbow he stole recently ready, Sabo was visibly tensed, Ace's presence was flaring, and Luffy… Luffy was matching him for that power, bit by bit.

Both presences towered over the rest on the ship, being matched only by each other, and the only one coming close, being Sabo.

The presences kept fighting each other in a silent battle of wills; One of which neither was willing to lose.

The skies split in between them, but none on the ship paid any heed, too absorbed in the battle itself.

We're sticking out like a sore thumb, Sabo realized at one point, with them flaring their presences like it's nothing…

Sabo sucked in a breath, and ran to hoist the sails. He wasn't suicidal. He wasn't going to get in between their battle of wills. Not when he was so weak and out of shape. He was nothing but skin and bones at the moment, with the barest hints of previous muscle still lingering on him.

He knew he was going to die if he tried to get in between them in the middle of their battle. The least he could do is make them move before they attract…

Sabo paled as he looked out in the distance.

That. He finished numbly.

o…o

The legendary Whitebeard and his crew were sailing through Paradise, with the help of his beloved son Haruta, and tracking down the three children he so very much wished for.

He knew that he would be fighting a battle with Garp the Fist for them. Would he regret it? Not a bit.

If they truly were that old geezer's grandchildren, then Garp would understand…

Probably…

Whitebeard grinned and guzzled a sake gourd, pointedly ignoring the protests from his daughters and Marco, before almost dropping it on them in surprise.

2—no—3 presences, he amended. One was fiery, one was icy, and the last, a dark, apoplectic thing.

They came from a small ship, just barely spotted o'er their radar. With keen eyes, he scanned the presences on the ship before stopping at the three most powerful. 2 of them were warring, and the skies were splitting with them so.

Must be Haoshoku, Whitebeard thought absently, he rested his eyes on the third presence. This one had an aura of calm and calculating floating about it. However, it suddenly flew into a frenzy, discarding all semblance of 'calm' it ever had in the beginning.

Whitebeard blinked once, then twice, before smiling and dropping his gaze towards the source of the third presence. It was a blonde boy, with murky, blue eyes, as well as a top hat and cravat. Whitebeard stared at the boy, and the boy stared right back.

…Before hoisting the sails and yelling some unintelligible words to two other crewmates who scurried to them, and sailing away from the Whitebeards top-speed.

The famed Edward Newgate blinked once, before setting his sights on the already receding boat in the distance.

Let the chase begin. He thought.

Just then, a huge wave rocked the Moby Dick, causing Whitebeard to stagger, just barely. He turned around and peered over the edge of the ship, only to be met with a good old, knuckle sandwich.

…And a very angry Garp as the owner.

o…o

He couldn't believe it! He finally found his Grandsons! He was in nothing but a little dinghy, effectively sailing under the radar of most ships he crossed in the First half of the Grand Line.

He sighed happily, before readying himself to jump onto their boat (seriously, how could it be anything other than a boat? It's too small and weak to sail the Grand Line, really, it's a miracle it got this far to begin with), two immense presences began warring. It wasn't at the same level as one of the Yonko, in fact, it was but a meager imitation, but the fact that there were two presences, warring gave Garp enough context as to what happened to his grandsons during the time they were gone, and who the two presences belonged to.

Who… Who pushed Ace and Luffy so much that they awoke CONQUEROR'S at this age? He gritted his teeth, before locking his jaw, I can worry about that later, right now, Grandsons!

He bent his knees, and got into the starting position for a particularly strong Geppo, before the neglected third presence, which he was quite sure was Sabo, flew into a frenzy.

It put Garp off-balance so much so, that the dinghy he was in, tipped over and sank upside down. Once he surfaced, he found that his Grandsons were far, far away, and the Moby Dick—Whitebeard—was in their place. Every part of Garp's mind that was concern, was wiped away and replaced with white-hot anger.

He cocked a fist back and let it rip in the direction of a Moby Dick, the shockwave from his fist creating a wave that was too small to be one of Whitebeard's Tsunamis (he wasn't in a position to be producing one of those), but big enough to rock the Moby Dick.

When he saw the first signs of Whitebeard peering over to see what had caused that, he un-suppressed his presence and let it flare before rocketing out of the Umi and decking Whitebeard in the jaw.

He set himself right on the deck of the Moby Dick with a barely-noticeable Geppo, and glared into the eyes of every single one of the pirates he swore to capture. He gritted his teeth together, just barely restraining letting his Conqueror rip out from himself and attack everyone there, bulldozing through all their wills, and breaking their minds.

He watched as Whitebeard slowly got up and get into a fighting pose. It seemed that he knew that Garp wasn't messing around. Not today.

Not when it was Whitebeard's fault, he couldn't see his Grandsons in 3 goddamn years!

Garp got into his own fighting stance. Both legends stared each other down, before letting their right fists fly into a deadlock with each other. They gazed mercilessly into each other's eyes while the skies split in a true battle of wills above them.

o…o

"Captain, we're nearing Paradise," Shanks heard Benn say. Shanks spared his first-mate a glance, before looking back on the Umi that his former captain so very much loved. It didn't escape his mind that on one of the Wanted Posters he had seen, it had the name

"Gold Ace".

It was a stupid imitation of that kid's true name, but the Government wasn't stupid. They wouldn't give that surname to anyone unless they were actually Roger's children.

Seems like him and Rouge actually did get together, Shanks mused, I wonder…

He was broken out of his musing by two presences flaring nearby, before another presence going into a frenzy, and then said presences receding into the distance, before another 2 presences rocketed into his senses. 2 very familiar presences. One presence of which he contacted regularly, and the other of which, he hadn't seen in 3 years.

The old man and Garp… he realized; I need to stop this before they kill each other.

His face set into grim determination, before he yelled in Benn's general direction (Man, Kenbunshoku Haki is useful),

"SET SAIL; FULL SPEED TOWARDS THE WARRING TITANS!"

He felt a few indignant auras flare up in the back of his mind, but he paid no attention. Right now, all he had in mind was stopping the havoc that was about to be wrecked on the seas.

Once he reached, only a few people actually noticed him. Whitebeard and Garp, not included. They were both in a deadlock of fists, and as awesome as it looked, it was causing a few islands to tip over. Shanks generally didn't care about stuff like that, but, Damn, if he wasn't terrified.

"So, what's going on?" he asked dumbly.

A nearby Whitebeard Pirate glared at him before speaking, "If you can't notice already, Red-Hair, they're both trying to kill each other," they said sarcastically with not a small amount of venom.

Shanks refrained from sneering back at him. Right now, is not a good time to be doing that.

He slowly inched his right hand towards his cutlass, before resting his hand full on the hilt. He gulped, Okay, here goes…

"STOP!", he commanded with a good amount of Conqueror's infused with it, even though he was trying not to piss his pants from the sharp glares he got sent his ways.

Who knew Old Men could be so terrifying?

"IS THIS GOING ANYWHERE?", Okay, try to fix the problem with talking first, and then if all else fails, whack them both on the back of their heads and hope to Oda that they won't remember anything in the morning.

All he got in response were even more intense glares. He sighed and amended, "You're both looking for Anch—Luffy and his brothers, right?", he barely stopped himself in time. It wouldn't do well for people to know that he was already close to them. (Well, really it was only one, but he included them by extension).

He got a slightly less intense glare from Garp, and a stare of confusion from Whitebeard.

Shanks sighed and elaborated, "I mean, that, if we stay here, will we be getting anywhere? As we speak, they're wandering aimlessly across the Grand Line, and I'm sure you know what'll happen…", he let the statement hang in the air for a bit before continuing, "So instead of trying to kill each other, let's try to actually do something without destroying entire islands—", he sent a venomous glare towards both Garp and Whitebeard who respectfully flinched in lieu of his glare.

Shanks sighed, "I'll take the Calm Belt, Garp, you try to track them down, Whitebeard, you take Paradise, let's find Anchor.", this time he forgot to stop himself from saying Anchor, but at this point, he didn't care.

Whitebeard laughed before rumbling, "You're in no position to be making orders of me, brat," he paused thoughtfully for a moment, "But very well," he conceded, "Let's find them"

Garp grinned and boomed, "I can't wait to see my Grandsons again!", again, everyone could hear the unspoken threat in his words, the one that hung over each and all of their heads should they try to harm his Grandsons.

Even Whitebeard's mouth was shut in this. He could handle Garp on so many levels. He could handle Garp in a rage, so long as it was calculated. If it was blind, Observation Haki would be useless, and even then Garp's strength is still legendary, and on the same level as Whitebeard's. He didn't even have a Devil Fruit.

I suppose that's what's the scariest about him, Newgate thought out, All his strength is not given, it's earned.

He looked at Garp with a nostalgic look in his eyes, Exactly like Roger's strength. Only difference is that he uses his fists instead of a cutlass. Whitebeard snorted at his thoughts.

Garp turned around and walked off the edge of the ship, before landing with a thud on the deck of the Red Force. He walked right through the sea of Red-Hair pirates as if he owned the place, and watched with a flippant attitude, how the newer members of the Red-Hairs gritted their teeth and gripped their cutlass or rifle handles just a bit tighter, whereas the older members just gave exasperated glares towards him.

A news coo landed next to him on the rail of the deck. It took one look at Garp, paled, which was real funny on a bird, and dropped a newspaper on the deck before speeding off at speeds that would've made Lucci of CP9 jealous. (Or Rainbow Dash, for those of you that watch MLP FiM, she would be a better comparison…)

Garp laughed it off before grabbing the newspaper. He didn't even get past the first page before his hands started trembling in sadness. On that page was a picture of a really old, tired Sengoku, and behind him, a shadow of what Marine Headquarters once was. His heart ached. He wanted to return so bad, but his family always came first. That was what it was to be a D.

I need to return as soon as possible, he resolved, I can't allow Marine HQ to become like this ever again.

He dropped the newspaper on the ground before silently stalking off, this time in a significantly more depressed mood than before.

o…o

Sabo was terrified, he was hyperventilating. He was scared. Petrified. He was… are there any more synonyms to the word 'scared'? Because one has got to describe what he was feeling just then.

He only had heard legends. Legends that he just scarcely remembered. Legends of the one called Whitebeard. The equal to Gold Roger. It creeped him out, whenever he said Gold Roger, that Ace would no longer get mad, but have this empty, yet accepting look in his eyes.

He wanted the old Ace back. But, who was he to say what he wanted… when whenever he closed his eyes he would forget about the sea and think that he was back in that Oda-damned facility, where they were constantly—

Oh. He opened his eyes, Another episode…

He looked towards the general direction of his two brothers and saw that they were still silently engaging in their battle of wills, neither of which was wavering. Zoro was entranced by the battle, why? Sabo had no clue, but he was gripping his White Katana (Ichimonji…?) especially hard, so he guessed it had to do with his past before the facility.

Usopp was entranced as well, but probably for different reasons. His focus was completely lost, so he could no longer hide his wings, feathers, and talons inside of his aura, so he was completely going all harpy while silently cheering for Luffy to win.

Sabo blinked.

What? He thought, How did I know that?

He shook his head and resolved to think about it later before an amused smile spread across his face, Looks like Luffy's got two loyal supporters for life, He mused.

He let the smile drop from his face as a familiar, sick feeling came over him. Oh god… Dear Oda… How did he not notice it by now? Maybe the stress had gotten to him, and maybe that's why he was weaker than normal for the last 2 days or so…

He was hungry. And not the normal hungry, he was hungry, hungry.

He felt his canines elongate in his mouth to turn into fangs and his skin pale while his nails grew into borderline claw-form, yet immaculately cared for. His right eye gained a distinct red color, while his left eye remained blue, and yet again, he took a backseat in his own mind.

o-o

Luffy didn't know what was going on. One moment he was having fun with Ace, pestering him about food, and the next, Ace just tries to bulldoze into him. Except well… mentally. Luffy barely had any time to react.

He put up small barriers around Zoro and Usopp, but not Sabo; he knew that Sabo wouldn't need it, but Zoro and Usopp would. It was hell on his mental state to keep those barriers up as well as maintaining his own in a battle of wills against his own brother. But… the amount of power Ace was emitting could break minds that weren't mysteriously powerful in their own right, and Luffy knew this.

That's why he was doing everything he could to protect them. He felt another aura tickle the back of his mind, like it was Sabo, but not quite Sabo. It was too chaotic to be Sabo's, and way too blind, but it still gave off the impression that it was Sabo.

He looked back at Ace before searching with his mystery power behind him. It seemed that Ace hadn't taken notice about the weird presence that was crawling around. It was so weird. He felt it getting closer… and closer… Once it was close enough, he focused a little more on analyzing the aura, and he could see its intent a little bit more clearly and it was trying to—

FEEDFEEDHUNGRYHUNGRYHUNGRYBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOODBLOO—

Luffy's eyes snapped wide open before dropping the force he was putting against Ace, and letting the oppressing power wash all over him. He didn't care. He didn't have time. He focused all of his mystery power on the thing that Sabo became and rocketed his will towards him.

Sabo, who was his brother. Sabo, who was trying to eat him. Sabo, who loved him with all his heart and more. Sabo, who was too jaded to think properly. Sabo, who took a backseat in his own mind. Sabo, Sabo, SABO!

He keeled over, foaming at the mouth, and was safely unconscious. Both sides of him.

Luffy cried tears of blood that day. It started out as salty liquid, but ended out metallic after the tear glands were emptied.

I wanted to use this power to protect whom I love, he whimpered mentally, Instead I'm using it against my own allies and brothers.

Ace was snapped back to reality by what happened, and the manic look in his eyes was no longer there. He looked with a gaze of confusion at Luffy and Sabo, before his eyes widened in realization. He had the decency to look abashed, what with the hand rubbing the back of his neck in all, before running towards Luffy and Sabo.

Upon seeing them both, the light in his eyes dropped, as if a cloth had snuffed it out. He knew, very well, that the strength of his and Luffy's power could break minds and wills in half cleanly. And Luffy had just rocketed his at full force towards none other than their own brother.

Even if they had been battling for a while now, and Luffy was taxed, that would still be a lot.

"He was hungry," the words were quiet, but they resonated all throughout the deck. "He was hungry," it was repeated, only this time louder.

"HE WAS HUNGRY!", Luffy yelled once more before slamming a fist into the deck next to Sabo, leaving a fist-shaped dent in the wood. Ace had no doubt that wasn't his little brother's full strength, but didn't say anything pointing it out.

"He was… hungry…" Luffy sobbed. He pressed the heels of his palms to his eyes, in an attempt to stifle the tears.

"He was hungry and I was the one whining," Ah, now Ace knew exactly what was going on.

Here comes the guilt.

He was too busy rocketing his will into Luffy's to care about what would happen to Sabo. He had Faith that Sabo would be fine, and yet, he wasn't. Ace sat down next to Sabo's motionless body, putting a gentle hand on top of the rising and falling chest.

"Luffy, we're still alive," he began, "From now on, instead of battling each other with our wills, Nakama first. Family, first.". Luffy nodded, still sniffling.

"Ace," his voice quivered, "Please don't die,".

Ace was silent at that request, before he finally spoke up.

"I can't promise that I won't die," he said, "But I know that I'll live.".

He shot a signature D smile at his little brother who gave a smaller one back.

"One more thing…", Usopp butted into the conversation, "I don't see any wind," he looked around frantically, "Or waves for that matter."

Ace gave a deadpan look at him, "That's not possible,"

"Brat, if you're going to be sailing the Grand Line, you should get rid of that mindset,"

"Shut up, Jiji—" Ace's eyes widened before he whipped his head around, and his mouth went dry.

"Jiji!" Luffy said for him, before rocketing them both into the old man's waiting arms. Said old man squeezed them closer into his barrel before whispering into their ears, "I'm so glad you're alive,".

He picked up Sabo's body and hugged that one too with the other two. If anyone had seen Garp the freaking Fist at that moment, they would've thought he looked so, so vulnerable. Such a stark difference from the man many pirates came to know and fear.

"Anchor!", a voice called out.

Luffy's ear twitched, before he reluctantly pulled himself out of his Grandfather's hold and rocketed into the other voice.

"SHANKS!"

Shanks gave him the best hug he could, with one arm. Garp looked at him jealously, before shrugging it off, in lieu of talking about Whitebeard's reaction when he finds out that Garp found the three first.

None of them were listening though.

"Hey, what happened to you boys?", Shanks questioned, mentally steeling himself for the long story he would inevitably hear. He knew that things were different. Three years had passed, Anchor now had 2 new brothers, but what should not have happened, was the fact that him and the freckled brother unlocked Conqueror's.

Nothing should've made sure that'd happen, unless they were both put under serious situations with high stress and—

Shanks grit his teeth together before motioning for Luffy to continue.

"So, then, at Dawn Island, it was perfectly fine, and then, these CP9 guys came into the island, they were really mean, they threatened to kill Makino if we didn't come with them calmly, so we ended up doing that. Makino doesn't know, though, so don't tell her, and neither does Dadan. We sneaked away. They put us in a weird facility and split us up after we entered. Ace was—"

"I was being raised to be a superweapon"

"Sabo was—"

"urrgh—I was a guinea pig," was all the downed brother got out before snoring away again.

Shanks was bewildered, but the Monkey D family and Ace ignored it with frighteningly practiced ease, before Luffy continued.

"I was basically entertainment,"

The temperature on deck plummeted.

"What?" Shanks whispered.

"Yeah, I was put in colosseum cages to fight, they forced me to kill, I couldn't make friends, and they drugged me after 2 years of fighting," Luffy exclaimed flippantly.

The temperature on deck went below freezing temperature.

"Drugged you?" Shanks whispered dangerously. Not that Garp was any better.

A thick tension filled the deck, with only Luffy being seemingly oblivious to it, because the choice of words he kept using was just… wrong.

"Yeah, they drugged me and made me do things while I was unconscious,"

The temperature skyrocketed, courtesy of Ace.

"They made you do things when you were unconscious?" Ace gritted out, "What kind of things?"

"Oh, they would make me go crazy, they would make me do these weird stuffs, I can't describe it," Luffy said obliviously.

This time, Zoro was grounding his teeth together, and Usopp—Usopp—was gripping his crossbow so hard, it threatened to break under his grip.

"After they drugged me, they would make me fight in the colosseum," Luffy finished.

The tension that was thick on the deck soon disappeared without a trace, and Garp gave a smile before frowning as he remembered what Ace said.

"Superweapon?", he whispered, "Oh!" he snapped his fingers.

"If CP9 came after you, you're wanted by the World Government.", he stated, "That means the Marines will be after you, and unfortunately, I only pocketed as many off-days as 3 years. I was about to give up and go back to the Marines recently, and then I got word you came back, thank Oda. Anyways, I never really supported that facility. I tried to break and raze it down every chance I got, but I had my job on the line, and believe me, as ancient as the Gorosei are, they're strong. So, I could never really raze it down, so I gave word to my son, who's part of the Revolution, that there is a facility like that, he sent some guy named Boris to do the job of razing it down," Garp finished.

At this point, Sabo had awoken halfway through the story, and lay open-mouthed till the very end.

"Wait, so we don't have to be marines?", Sabo ventured hopefully.

Garp sighed before saying, "No… But whatever you do, don't get caught. I wanted you all to be Marines because if you become pirates, there's a high chance that if you get caught, the world will be coming to take you back, and I'll have to be fighting for your death. I have no sympathy for criminals; but for family, I do.".

Garp gave them all a blank stare. His grandson returned it back, Ace gave a wide-eyed stare, Sabo's jaw was practically reaching the floor, and Shanks was watching everything with a keen eye.

"I called Whitebeard," Shanks spoke up, "If what you're saying is true, then they need to be taken by Whitebeard. They're strong enough to take care of the kids. I could do it, but I constantly move around, and I look for fights with Marines. That's not a good thing,"

Garp looked visibly conflicted between aiming to take them back to Dawn Island, or letting them live safely at Whitebeard's. Just as he settled on a choice, the Moby Dick came into view.

"Garp!", a booming voice called out, "I hope you've got your answer ready!"

AN: Sorry for not updating last week, I had a lot of trouble. I would've updated yesterday, but I had like, 3 different projects due today, each one worth a test grade, and only had one week to do it. By the time I was done, it was already 6:30 and I was tired. I hope that this longer-than-normal chapter will do good for you. I've already got the next chapter planned out and all that. I've always got the next chapter planned out. It's writing it that's the drag.

Anyways, I haven't done this before for any of my fics (I only have 2), so I'll say this now.

Disclaimer: I don't own One Piece, those rights belong to Eiichiro Oda.

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