Wildest Son

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There was a man who stared at the sky as white clouds sailed through, a man who was leaving a place that had been his home for his entire life. This was an adventurer destined for greatness, a terror who had already developed a reputation as one of the most dangerous beings on the planet. He was a lanky boy with a pair of torn up blue shorts, a black and white tattoo of a skull with a broad mustache adorned his barechest, it was however incomplete, needing a bit more color and two crossbones to be the full design. But the most prominent feature of the youth was a set of deep, fierce black eyes which could have bore through a thousand Naval battleships.

This was the man called the 'Terror of the East'. He would be known as the 'Wild Son', 'The Dark Emperor', and the 'Yuppie Yonko'. This is the man who would journey across the sea to become King of the Pirates. This was Monkey D. Luffy, the Wildest Son of the Strongest Man Alive.

Wildest Son

East Blue Saga

Romance Dawn Part 1/3

Chapter 1

Day 1, East Blue

On the deck of a large cruise Ship, sailors and the wealthy passengers alike stared, terrified at the sight of a bright pink ship which swept like a vibrant scar as it traversed the sea beneath it, visibly shrinking the distance between the two boats with terrifying speed. All knew that within a few minutes, the ship would practically be on top of them, and they would likely be killed soon after. The Captain of the ship, a man with a thick mustache, a sailor's cap, and dark sunglasses cried, "Men! Haul the rudder, cast the sails! PIRATES! All passengers hurry below deck!" Clearly at least as terrified as the passengers in his charge, the Captain shook as the pirate ship grew closer. He knew they had little to no hope of evading the pirates, and as he recognized the pirate's mark on the sail, he gulped and prayed. He then knew for certain their only hope for survival was surrender.

However, unbeknownst to the fearful passengers, crew, or Captain, a simple wooden rowboat had passed next to the larger cruise ship. Within the small raft there were two young men, one was a sleeping, long-legged boy in sleek pants and a blue jacket, wearing a tophat dipped over his face. The other was a skinny boy who took a rope-attached grappling hook and swung it a few times and threw it onto the portside of the ship, opposite the side of the impending pirate invasion. This young pirate tugged the rope taut, then climbed up the side of the cruise ship knowingly holding tight to the rope to avoid falling into the sea below.

As he climbed the deck, it seemed that all of the crew was too distracted by the Captain's frantic barking of orders to notice the less than imposing boy. He wore no shirt, the only thing on his chest was a sprawling tattoo of a pirate's mark, proud grin and mustache contrasting the boy's smooth expressionless face. Dark eyes focused and took in the scene watching with curiousity as the opposing pirate ship grew ever closer. While he didn't recognize the then smotheringly close invader's jolly roger this was quite the opposite reaction that the Captain of the cruise had as he took only a moment to comprehend the weight of the mark on the boy's chest. And in that one moment there was just enough time for his own boat to be rocked by cannonfire from two guns on the pirate ship now boarding them.

In shock, the Captain fell to the ground as his Main Mast was cracked in two as a cannon shot clear through it. He could hardly comprehend the scene as the mast was coming crashing down onto the deck surely about crush himself and his men. But just as the mast came down was about to make contact, the boy with the chest tattoo calmly walked over, and held his hands in the air as he moved to stand directly over top of the fallen Captain. Like thunderclouds, an inky blackness swirled and gather around the boy's fingers, the air went cold around him as heat was absorbed into the dark cloud, and the mast seemed to move toward the cloud, and vanished entirely. The sailors, who until then had not even seen the boy, saw his incredible feat as well as his tattoo.

Meanwhile the pirate ship twisted around so that it's heart-eyed duck figurehead ran parallel with the beautiful woman of the cruiser. Then while a number of hooks were thrown onto the rails of said cruise ship, the Captain of the Alvida Pirates cried, "Here we go! Time to show them the terror of 'Iron Club' Alvida, Lady Pirate of the Sea!" Alvida, the leader of her namesake crew, held the massive spiked weapon that had earned her title, and as she screamed several of her jowls and chins shook with anticipation. Alvida had a broad white hat with a red plume, and dressed in classy clothes in matching colors to her pastel ship.

At the same time her men quickly overtook the passengers and crew of the victim ship, Alvida stared at her young Cabin Boy, howling, "COBY! What are you doing?" The Captain swiftly kicked Coby, who was a small pink-haired boy with purple glasses, sent flying by the move into the wall of the cabin in the opposite ship. Soon following, Alvida flew through the air in a show of athleticism unlike what her size would indicate, and she smashed down the entire cabin as she landed just above the ducking Coby.

However, as the first few sailors were felled by the more combat-savvy pirates, what remained surrendered without the unconscious Captain's say on the main deck. However, despite all of the uniformed sailors' hands shooting up in surrender, one dark haired boy stood, arms folded across a slender chest. One of the pirates, armed with a cutlass in one hand and a pistol in the other growled, "You got a deathwish boy?" He walked closer, and a few more followed him, all devious looking characters in their own right, but the boy didn't so much as flinch as they got closer. One sniggered, "Maybe he's deaf and blind..."

"Nah this kid definitely wants to die, you can see that tattoo he's got."

"Hey kid, you some kinda pirate wannabe?"

But the boy remained silent, seemingly unaware of the pirates' fearsome presence. As the marauders grew closer to the lone maverick, they grew more uneasy and when his head suddenly shifted, all but the most stupid of the crew shook with fear as the dark, soulless eyes stared at them like a bored god. The leader, not to be undone by a mute idiot, mustered up some noticeable courage and sneered, "Do you have any idea who we are? We're the Alvida Pirates you stupid boy! What flag do you have on your chest anyway?"

Finally close enough to inspect the still silent child, the Alvida Pirate pulled away the boy's left arm, and one of the most infamous symbols that ever dared to be unfurled across even the most treacherous of seas was revealed. Stunned, the pirates froze in their tracks. An uneasy silence fell over the deck, and soon the pink-haired Cabin Boy's nervous head poked out from behind a corner to watch as even the bravest of the Alvida crew was reduced to a pile of tears and silent prayers, as not even their leader could muster up the will to beg for forgiveness* as they had accepted that death would be swift because of their crossing of a member of one of the greatest pirates crews in history.

It wasn't long before Captain Alvida herself completed the collection of shocked pirates on deck, however her shock was with that of her own crew as she screamed at the men, "What are you a bunch of blabbering babies? I should keelhaul the whole lot of ya! You cowardly bastards couldn't handle one brat?" Completely unaware of the difference in strength between herself and the 'brat' all of the men aboard barring the combatants in question gasped as Alvida threw herself into the air and swung her club, flying at the boy for what seemed like hours until; with mere inches from his head, a sickly, ink-like glob of darkness dripped and slithered in the palm of a casually stretched hand. This was the power of the Terror, and along with the momentum of her own jump, the Lady Pirate of the East was being forcefully dragged into a terrifying void before she even had time to realize her mistake.

Wildest Son

It was a few hours later when the sailors and passengers alike of the Cruise Ship came aboard their new vessel, brought out by a small pink-haired Cabin Boy and told of the heroics of the skinny brunet with the tattoo. It seemed that all but Coby, the Cabin Boy, had been thrown overboard, unfortunately the pirates had been reduced to using the severed mast of the cruise ship as a floatation device, their fat and horribly injured Captain rested on her back, mangled and traumatized. No one asked what their savior did to her, but no one thought they wanted to know anyway. However, as they got ready to set sail, a passenger woman had climbed onto the main sail, and painted over the heart mark, and began replacing it.

Before they could set a course, the shirtless boy called, "We need to take this boat aboard." Several sailors came over confused, the dark-haired kid pointed over board, down at a small rowboat tied to the then abandoned cruise ship with a sleeping teen as its only occupant. This was hauled up via pulley by the grateful if shocked sailors. The rest quickly got to work to set sail. While some still looked to their now conscious Captain for commands, others, along with the passengers looked to their rescuer for their next move. A small girl asked, "Are you kidnapping us ? Mister -" She shook, terrified and confused, the rest of the ship seemed to freeze as they waited for an answer. She tugged on the boy's shorts for a moment, only for out of nowhere the boy in the rowboat leapt into the air and landed right next to the tattooed pirate in one smooth motion.

He grinned cheekily, and the young girl couldn't up but stare at his 'D' shaped scar burned just below his right eye. Brightness and cheer shown in his refreshed eyes as he asked the other boy, "Well how'd it go Luffy? I see you've got our new ship and crew..." Looking around, he nearly gagged, "A – little gaudy I guess but she'll do for now." This boy knelt down, patting the girls head, he smiled again.

He then turned out and stood calling to everyone else on the boat, "Let's set sail to Shellstown, my brother and I will restock but anyone else interested in joining the greatest pirate crew on the face of the planet, you can stay with us, but to everyone, welcome aboard!" The cruise ship sailors and passengers alike all cheered as they set sail with Alvida's ship, which now had a mighty mustached Jolly Roger painted over the sail where the former Captain of the ship's mark had been.

A few minutes went by with the blond cheerily talking to anyone who was grateful to the two brothers, who admittedly looked nothing alike. Coby approached the dark haired pirate who leaned against the cabin, his presence was, while not quite scary was not as welcoming as the merriment of his sibling. As he got closer he noticed a red scar of the letter 'D' just below his ear, slightly hidden by his mane of hair on his neck. The older boy must have felt the former Cabin Boy's eyes, because he turned and gave a slight smile, his eyes much more gentle than they had been when they stared down his enemies before, he murmured, "Do you have any ambitions?"

"What do you mean?"

"Any dreams, a goal that you want more than anything?"

Coby shuffled nervously for a second, then managed to choke out, "I – I want to be a Marine."

"You have to say it proudly, call out your dream like it's your last breath, fight for it each time you say it, promise it to yourself and the world."

"I WILL BE A MARINE!" Coby shouted, drawing the attention of the crowds, but soon they returned to Sabo, was laughed, "Sorry I missed all the action, Luffy and I bet on who could eat more food before we left our island, I lost so I had to row the whole time." Someone asked what they could possibly offer in return for saving their lives, "We'll take some food, I'm starving!"

Coby couldn't help but look at the boy's, Luffy's chest. "Why isn't your tattoo finished?" He asked. Luffy smiled, explaining, "I'm Whitebeard's son, but I'm not a member of his crew yet, I'm not strong enough." Overhearing this conversation, two young women took note of that last statement.

One of the women, the younger of the two, with tanned skin and orange hair noted, "He seems pretty strong to me." She dusted her short skirt off with her calloused fingers. The elder, this one pale with blue hair laughed, "You probably think he's cute don't you Nami?" Nami, rolled her eyes and sat in a chair around a table on the main deck, and her companion joined her.

"It's awful strange that Whitebeard Pirates are this far East."

"Do you think it's got something to do with Arlong?"

"I don't think any of them would dare to bother him, the Marines don't do anything about it, and regular people definitely can't."

"He took down Alvida pretty well didn't he?"

"You and I both know she's small potatoes compared to that – thing. Even if the Whitebeard Pirates are really as strong as they say, it wouldn't matter because they're just like all the other pirates, greedy murderers. 'Hero pirates' are just fairy tales Nojiko."

Nojiko responded, "That looks like a pretty heroic fairy tale to me." However, just as they had been overhearing a conversation between two others, Nami and Nojiko had been heard by someone else. The lanky blond took off his hat before he took a bow as he walked toward the pair, "Hey there, I couldn't help but overhear you've seen my brother's heroics, and yes, we are the genuine article. But of course, you two will have to help cover us when the time comes, we are hauling after all two notorious pirates into the last great Marine Base in the East."

Shellstown has been the last hold out for justice in the East, against World Government protocol, most people have long since abandoned their homes in the wake of the Fishman Empire spreading across the former East Blue, having moved into the protection of former Captain Axe-Hand Morgan. Morgan has long since been removed from his position, but stands as hope for many people in the East, but in the town that has been in his authority for years, there is a swordswoman whose skills are nearly unmatched within the entirety of the East.

Author's Note...

*Not to worry, more savvy pirates will call the authenticity of Luffy's tattoo into question, but in this case the ignorance of the Alvida Pirates didn't cause any major issues.

**Luffy is not going to be as strong as Zoro, or as fast as Sanji in this fic.

***You may notice later some differences between Luffy's personality when he is around friends or alone; this has a lot to do with his Devil Fruit, which is 'the most evil power of all'. While he will not be evil, he will be more serious and darker than in canon, he needs his friends to keep him in check.

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