Chapter 6
O.O rush hour! This was written In a hurry, sorry if it's not as good as the other chapters ;P
I do not own One Piece, it's Oda-sensei's, but I do own the OC's such as Marty, Beth and Charlene (and Rory and Martha- yes they'll be back X)
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Whitebeard sat in his usual place on the deck, watching his children preparing to drop anchor for the night. Ignoring the griping of his nurses, he took a long draught of Sake, and returned his attention to the agitated son standing before him.
"So basically," Whitebeard summarised, "in the space of an hour, someone or a group of some ones has set fire to the kitchen ceiling and multiple sets of eyebrows, as well as causing all the showerheads in the bathroom to break and flood the room."
"And we have no idea who's responsible, or even if someone is responsible," Concluded Thatch, rubbing his temple. "Ace swears he wasn't behind the kitchen incident and Jozu backs him. Even if he was, I don't see how he pulled of the trick with the showerheads. He doesn't understand plumbing."
"Could it be a devil fruit user?" White beard glanced up as Marco and Ace approached. "It could go a long way to explaining what the hell is going on," continued Marco. Whitebeard considered this.
"I know of no fruit users on this ship who would be capable of both of these acts, one or the other maybe, but not both," Whitebeard said gruffly, taking another mouthful of sake. "It could be a new fruit user, one who-!" He was cut short as a gust of wind slammed into the sail which a group of men were currently in the process of raising for the night. The force of the sudden gale ripped open the sail, wrenching the rope right out of the crews hands or in some cases, taking the crew member along for the ride. The sail fully inflated with a snap, jerking the ship violently sideways. Then the sail went limp and it was over as quickly as it had begun. Sailors scrambled for their ropes or were lowered onto the deck, as they once again began the process of tying down the main sail.
Whitebeard laughed ,startling the three commanders in front of him.
"If it is a new fruit user, it looks like they are not totally aware or in control of their ability's yet," Whitebeard chuckled, "Abilities that look to be quite powerful."
Marco frowned and turned to Ace, about to comment then pulled up short at the look on his face. Marco followed his gaze confused to the landing above them, it was empty and the doors were closed. He glanced back at his friend.
"Ace?" Ace met his gaze.
"Either I'm going crazy," he said slowly, "or I just saw someone with purple hair disappearing through the door on the right." Marco blinked and realised what Ace was suggesting.
"Oh hell."
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Marty and Beth poked their heads over the railing.
"What do you think they're talking about," Marty asked watching Thatch gesture as he talked.
"Probably what everyone else is talking about," reasoned Beth, then caught sight of the 1st and 2nd division commanders approaching, "ah, oh no." The girls ducked down slightly.
"I'm not sure how they will feel about us not being in the room," Beth said quietly.
"They're not our babysitters!" Growled Marty.
"Still," Marty puffed her cheeks out in annoyance.
"Fine," letting her breath out in a huff, Marty stood to go, "Let's- WHOA!" The ship jerked to the side as cries rose up from the men who had been attempting to tie down the sail. Marty picked herself up using choice words while Beth stared at the strange straw hatted girl. She had seen that gust of wind pick up of nowhere, and it had appeared directly in front of Marty. Beth stood, grabbing the other girl's hand, she dragged her through a door which slammed behind them.
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Ace ran down the hallway, Marco following close behind with a look on his face somewhere between amusement and disbelief. If it really was them, they had managed to do a surprising amount of damage in just two hours. Ace reached the end of the hallway, screeching to a stop and wrenched the door opened. Charlene screamed in surprise and fell off the bed. Ace paused confused… they were still here? Marco peered over his shoulder.
"… Where are Beth and Marty?" He asked
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"Beth! Wha-!" Exclaimed Marty as she was hauled down a flight of steps. Beth didn't answer, instead began peeking through doors until she came across a room empty of people. She pulled Marty inside and shut the door. Marty glance around, they were in a store room mostly filled with sake, dry goods, and … why was there a box filled with grass skirts. Marty shook her head then turned her gaze back to Beth who was looking at her oddly.
"Why are we-"
"Are you a devil fruit user?" Beth cut her off. Marty blinked surprised.
"Huh?"
"That explosion in the kitchen, the thing in the bathroom and just now," Beth continued watching her closely, "did you do it?" Marty looked confused.
"I… I don't … I'm not sure?" Beth sighed.
"In the kitchen, when you pointed at the chefs, what were you thinking?"
"I was thinking," Marty looked slightly sheepish, "that it would be cooler if the flames were bigger."
"And in the bathroom?" Beth pressed on.
"Well, you said you wanted the showers to explode," Marty said slowly, "and… I agreed?" she finished unsure. Beth nodded.
"Also…" Marty continued causing Beth to look up curious, "after you ran out I, well," Marty scratched her head, "I think I threw water without actually touching it." Beth frowned thinking. She then walked over to a pile of supplies and began searching. Marty watched apprehensively.
Her? Eaten a Devil Fruit? That would be awesome if it was true. But when? Marty was distracted from her thoughts when Beth straightened up with a candle in one hand, and matches in the other.
She put the candle onto of a one of the crates of alcohol.
"Try light the candle," Beth requested then stood back to watch. Marty looked at her in disbelief then at the candle.
"Point at it like in the kitchen," Beth urged. Marty looked again at her totally serious face, and then pointed at the candle.
Nothing happened.
Beth stepped forward with her matches and lit the candle, the returned to where she had been standing.
"Try again, but instead of willing it to light, will it to get bigger" Beth said watching Marty closely.
"Beth I don't think-"
"Please, just humour me one more time," Beth requested. Marty sighed, looking sceptically at the little burning flame.
Once again, Marty pointed at the candle.
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An explosion rocked the ship, cutting of Charlene's rant.
"Are we being attacked!?" Charlene exclaimed fearfully. Marco swore. What now? Damn those two. Ace's look of disbelief disappeared as he burst into laughter.
"If we aren't being attacked what was that?" Demanded Charlene. Marco shook his head in disbelief.
"Shut up Ace," He growled at the man who was bent over with laughter, "we have to go and do damage control," He turned to the blond girl who was looking very confused, "please, for the love of God, please, stay here until we can come and get you." Marco grabbed Ace by his necklace and dragged him in the direction of the explosion.
"GAH, *cough* OK! OK! Lemme go!" Gasped Ace who Marco promptly released, dropping him to the floor. Ace jumped up and followed the older man, rubbing his neck. They came round the corner at a run to see they had been beaten to the scene by several crew members, including Jozu and Haruta. Marco pushed crew members out of the way; Ace following close behind, coming to a stop in the open doorway.
The door had been blown off its hinges, and the door frame was badly damaged and blackened. The floor was covered in explosion marks and what smelt like sake. Out of the six crates of sake that Marco remembered being stored in this room, only two remained completely intact. The air smelled like flour, which obviously had contributed to the explosion's size. Marco took all this in, in about five seconds before turning to see Beth climb, coughing, out of a crate of grass skirts. Miraculously unharmed, she was covered in black powder from head to toe as a result of the blast. She looked up, somewhat guilty at her audience, before glancing around frowning.
"Marty?" She croaked as Marco noticed the girl's absence.
"Hey Purple!" Ace called a little louder, coming up behind Marco, "You dead?" The trio began to worry when a groan sounded and a pile of rope shifted to reveal the trio began to worry when a groan sounded, and a pile of rope shifted to reveal the girl.
"Stop the world," She moaned, putting her hat back onto her head, "I want to get off." Marco's relief at seeing both girls alive quickly faded to anger. He sighed then walked over to grab the girls by their arms.
"Come on you two," He said dragging the girls behind him while Ace once again brought up the rear. They pushed through the onlookers and made their way back to the girl's room. They were dragged through the open door and dropped onto the bed. Charlene had been sitting at the desk when they entered but stood up when she saw their blackened appearance.
"What the hell did you two do?" She said amazed looking between them. Marco folder his arms while Ace closed the door and leant against it.
"That's what I would like to know," the first division commander said. Beth ran her hand through her hair which was sticking out even more than normal.
"Marty pointed at a candle," She said.
"And the candle exploded!" Marty finished swaying slightly, Beth nodded in confirmation.
Marco looked at the pair confused.
"Why did the candle explode?" He asked.
"Because I pointed at it," Marty repeated as if it explained everything.
"Why did the candle explode when you pointed at it?" Marco rephrased. The girls looked at each other.
"I have no idea," said Marty.
"I'm not too sure myself," agreed Beth, Marco sighed in frustration; he closed his eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose. This was getting them nowhere with both girls still disorientated from the explosion.
"Ok, let's start with an easier question," Ace took over, amused at the look on Marcos face, "Why did you girls leave the room?" Both girls looked thoughtful.
"We had already been locked in a cage with Nee-nee the Cake for three days," supplied Beth.
"And the ceiling was boring to look at," decided Marty.
"Hey!" Said the Cake, "and stop calling me that! My father is the Mayor of Billion's Cove and-"
"29," the blackened girls cut in cheerfully.
"Ok! Ok," Ace said, stilling any further comments, "what about that incident in the Kitchens, did you have something to do with that?"
"Actually, we're not sure," said Beth shaking her head slightly as if to clear it.
"How can you be not sure," asked Marco opening his eyes.
"Well," Marty said taking up the conversation, "Weird stuff had been happening all day."
"Just like the fire in the kitchen," Beth said, starting to sound like she was back to normal.
"And the water in the bathroom," Marty continued.
"And that huge gust of wind up on the deck a couple of minutes ago," Beth finished.
"Wait," Marco said, while Ace looked surprised, "You were responsible that too?" Beth frowned and looked at the girl next to her.
"Not me, Marty," She said. The girl coughed nervously.
"Yeah, I may have, kind of," Marty said haltingly, "eaten a Devil Fruit, but I don't remember when." Marco and Ace were staring at Marty when the door opened causing Ace, who was still leaning against it, to fall backwards through the door way. Jozu stared down at Ace lying on the floor before looking up at the rooms other occupants.
"Pop wants to see you."
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