"First contact from another Earth and Armsmaster didn't mess it up? Consider me surprised. Should I call in master-stranger protocols?" Director Piggot said sarcastically. Colin sighed internally before nodding.

"No Ma'am. If my theory is correct, then we have found proof that there are other Earths that are drastically different from our own and Earth Aleph. Their Earth has been codenamed Earth Blue at the moment." Colin said simply. He was standing in her office, his armor locked so he could relax for a bit. Shortly after the meeting with Captain Smoker, Armsmaster made his way to PRT headquarters after leaving their 'hostages' with a PRT officer. After Panacea had seen to the injuries, and finished the checkups of the newcomers, Captain Smoker and his officers would be brought to headquarters for a more thorough discussion. "It appears that their 'Marines' happen to be their Earth's version of the Protectorate/PRT."

"I see, and you left Miss Militia in charge to come make your report in person." Director Piggot continued. That was also correct. Colin didn't trust the PRT servers with such sensitive information. After all, how else could the Empire quickly organize raids on their prisoner shipments heading to the Birdcage? No doubt the PRT had traitors in their mist, but there was nothing he could do other than start a witch hunt. That would only weaken the PRT even more and hurt the public's perception of them. That, and he didn't want the Empire interfering with first contact.

"Yes. Miss Militia has excellent social skills and is able to perform well under pressure." That was stating the obvious. Director Piggot seemed pleased, and snorted.

"Hm, very well. Once you are sure that our new guest won't die of a fever, gain common ground and confirm that their leader is a parahuman. Chief Director Costa-Brown has approved a warrant to have Panacea tell us the results of her test." Ah yes, the corona pollentia. Another interesting subject.

"How are our two guests doing?"

"According to the agent escorting them, it seems that they came from an Earth where technology is not as advanced as ours. They seemed mildly shocked by the vans moving on their own, as well as everything else in general. It should be expected judging by their ship. At the moment they are admiring the light poles and various buildings."

"I see. I want you to take the lead on this for now. You did well during the initial meeting, and you already established a rapport with them. Do the soft sell. Indirectly push that they are stranded here, and that we can help them. We need all the capes we can get. You did say that their leader was a parahuman correct? I want you to confirm just to be sure." Colin simply nodded.

That they do, with the Empire rivaling the Protectorate in size and power, and Lung being able to fight off most of the East Coast by himself.

"Head back out. Make sure you don't mess this up." Director Piggot said, glaring at him. "Now get out of my office."

Armsmaster saluted and walked out, heading for his bike again. He knew of the Director's...views on parahumans. How she didn't trust them, after all she was there at Ellisburg. Colin didn't blame her for it. He would have turned out the same way. Armsmaster made a quick call.

"What do you think Dragon?"

"Captain Smoker is most likely a parahuman, judging by how confident he was, until he saw the maps. The others with him, it could be a possibility." His eyes, eyes were said to be the window to the soul. Armsmaster knew the man was a parahuman as soon as he saw them.

"I agree. I'll call you later. I have several other calls to make." With that, Colin cut the transmission again. Quickly dialing a number as he mounted his bike, Colin spoke.

"What's the situation there." A statement, not a question.

"Panacea has just arrived with Glory Girl. Captain Smoker's ship arrived a few minutes ago. It seems that their ship is slowly taking on water, but it still wont sink. Several of his crew members seem badly injured. They look like they barely survived a storm." Miss Militia replied. That seemed to confirm their story. Good, Armsmaster could be there in a few minutes if he took a few shortcuts.

"Good. I will be there soon." If they played this right, they could get a potentially very strong parahuman to join the Protectorate. This could turn the tide of the 'war'.

They just needed to play their cards right.

Tashigi POV

They were stuck in a new world. One that was vastly different from their own. At first she thought it was some bad dream, that she was probably sick with fever below deck.

That was just lying to herself. She slapped herself several times before her meeting with Captain Smoker. The pain confirmed it. The impact her hand felt from slapping the Captain, and the puddle she formed at her feet only furthered that.

After her meeting with Captain Smoker, she felt bad after slapping him, but he needed it! How dare he blame himself for what happened. Tashigi was telling the truth when she said she would follow Captain Smoker anywhere. He was the only one who gave her a chance when everyone else made fun of her for joining the Marines, just because she was a woman who wanted to become a swordsman.

Everyone ridiculed her. Tashigi's family, they called her crazy and her Father forbade her from ever returning as long as she wielded a blade, her Marine Instructor at Headquarters, he made her life hell by giving her all of the cleaning assignments and hard duties. Her fellow Marines were the worst, catcalling her, harassing her, making her feel useless.

So Tashigi worked harder, and harder. Training to make up for her lack of strength, to prove that she can rise the ranks despite being a woman.

Then that day came, she was in the middle of a sparring match with two other cadets, both taller, larger,...stronger. Tashigi won in the end, bloody and bruised, but still standing tall. She didn't know that a younger Lieutenant Smoker was watching.

Everything else after that was history. He asked her, no...ordered her to transfer to be under his command. The then Lieutenant Smoker told her that she was skilled, and that he would need skilled officers once he was made captain.

If needed, Tashigi would die fighting for her captain.

"Master Chief, it's your turn to be seen by the doctor." Tashigi was taken out of her internal monologue abruptly and almost fell out of her chair. Startled, she looked up at the embarrassed seaman who started apologizing. It was one of the new transfers who joined before leaving Loguetown. Kazuki if Tashigi's memory was correct.

"I'm sorry!" He bowed repeatedly. Heh, Kazuki must have heard the rumors the others spread about Tashigi kicking their asses.

"Don't worry about it." Tashigi said, flashing him a smile. Kazuki calmed down a bit, but nodded with a small blush on his face. Tashigi left before he could say anything else. Captain Smoker said he would be looked at after everyone else had, so he was going after her.

They were set up in one of the buildings near where their damaged ship was docked. Armsmaster arrived shortly after. Captain Smoker stayed outside with Armsmaster since he was banned from smoking inside the building. It was actually quite amusing seeing the Captain argue with Miss Militia, the lady with a red, white and blue scarf covering her face.

Walking up to the door where the healer set herself up, a young blonde girl in a white dress floated up to her. Floated...in the air…strangely enough it wasn't the weirdest thing Tashigi had seen in her relatively short life.

Their eyes made contact, and Tashigi felt a chill go down her spine. The girl kept a passive face, and Tashigi started to feel happiness?

"Oh.."

Was the strange girl going to attack her?

"My…"

Why was she feeling happiness and admiration for this stranger?

"GOD YOU'RE SO BEAUTIFUL! YOU LOOK LIKE A MODEL!" The weird girl screamed as she quickly floated around Tashigi examining her. Feeling a blush form on her face, Tashigi crossed her arms in an attempt to hold her modesty. Good thing she always wore her shirts buttoned up. That and she had her modest blue jacket on. Tashigi wished she had brought her beloved Shigure with her, but Captain Smoker only allowed a few seamen to bring weapons, mostly pistols hidden in their uniform.

"Uh...who are you?" Tashigi said, confused. Now this was really weird. The weird blonde girl paused, and stared at Tashigi who was starting to feel even more uncomfortable.

Damn academy days.

"Sorry! Im Victoria Dallon, otherwise known as Glory Girl." She struck a heroic pose with that last declaration. Tashigi smiled in return and extended her hand.

"Im Tashigi." Tashigi said, still smiling. Victoria stared her hand before taking it. "It's nice to meet you, but I'm supposed to be meeting the doctor right now."

"Oh-sorry! That's my sister Amy." Victoria pointed at the door behind her. "Usually I'm with her but doctor-patient confidentiality means I have to stay out here."

"I see. Well it was nice meeting you!" Tashigi said as she stepped around Victoria and knocked on the door.

"Come in" A young female voice said. Tashigi walked in a bit cautiously. The girl leaning against a chair was the exact opposite of Victoria. While Victoria's clothes practically begged for attention, her sister's were as conservative as possible. Tashigi approved.

"Sorry I'm a bit late." Tashigi said as she took off her blue Marine jacket and placed it on the chair opposite to the healer.

"Uhuh, Im Panacea by the way." Panacea said with a bored voice. "Do I have your permission to heal you? I can also fix your eyes while I'm here."

"Yes." This seemed...a bit fast for healing, and weird. The way Panacea said it made it sound like this was a normal day.

With Tashigi's permission, Panacea touched her hand and her eyes widened.

"THERE'S NO WAY THOSE ARE REAL."

This...was not what Tashigi expected.

A/N

This whole chapter was written with that joke at the end in mind. I felt that the quality went down in this chapter and anatomy in One Piece...is something else. p.s its her waist

Anyways, do you guys want to see Smoker and Tashigi join the Protectorate? New Wave? Going solo (this would be the hardest for me to write)

Would they stay unmasked?

Smoker obviously would never wear one.

I hope everyone enjoyed it :)