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"I've come for my revenge!" - Normal/Sentient person's speak.

'Oh Shit!' - Normal/Sentient person's thoughts.

"Oh shit's right! Your screwed!" - Beast's speak.

'What'd I do to get to get a normal family...' - Beast's thoughts.

"[Fire Release/Style/Katon: Great Fireball Jutsu!]" / "[Gomu Gomu Bazooka!]" - [Jutsu/Technique.].

(Unknown time/5 months before... - Mariejois/Marineford) - (Time - Location).

*10 Years Ago.*

(Flashback - Battlefield)

"[Fire Release: Great Fire Annihilation!]" I roared out as I concentrated all the rampaging chakra unto a more condensed and controlled area, aiming for one arrogant fool.

Said fool had changed drastically, now sporting a pure white spiky hair instead of a midnight black, ditching the crimson shinobi battle armor for a full bodied black garment with black pants, gloves and boots, over which wore a white robe that adorned six magmata markings across his chest pattern and covered his sleeve cuffs and the rims of his robe and a black Rinnegan and nine black magatama markings in rows of three on his back.

Sporting shining horn protrusions that slightly resembled a forehead protector with a upward curve on the right temple, his eyes a light purple with ripples covering the entire eye, skin a near pale grey.

"Useless." The fool mocked, before being surrounded by a sphere of concentrated raging fire that would leave nothing but soot.

To appear infront me and striking me back far with a back hand, launching me to the edge of the mountain arena.

"Damn!" I cursed, my stamina and chakra reserves were on the point of shattering after pushing nearly all I had, using [Susanoo] to its nth mobile degree to cut down the meteors summoned by [Chibaku Tensei] in place of a Vengeful Fool so he wouldn't waste much energy.

'I can't read his moves!' I noted of the Grand robed Fool coughing up blood as my body was becoming incredibly strained.

The others weren't faring well, even with the fool's shadows confronting a blonde sage's shadow clones, the main fool was someone out of my reach.

One of my companions, spiked black hair (duckbutt included), went for a killing blow with his lightning-enhanced sword along with a hulking wraith above him, joining in dishing out death, only to be pushed back by a weak [Shinra Tensei] with heavy influence from an invisible force which the Duckbutt fool claimed to be only seen by his special eye.

A Blonde teen attempted a similar assault, but ended up with the same result.

"Why can't you just all die as a "Team", you hold everyone back from attaining eternal peace." Flaunted the fool, seeing as how me and the other four were still holding on.

"Your peace is a lie, everyone is subjugated and unable to live free lives with your plan!" Shouted out a blonde brat, remaining utterly defiant even at overwhelming opposition.

"Like you have even a chance of ever stopping me, two brats that think so highly of themselves, a envious third teammate that can only be a shadow compared to them, and two sensei's stuck in the past and surpassed by their students, pathetic." before disappearing from our sight.

What happened next was a complete blur to me.

Four pairs of arms seemed to grab and constrict my limbs, preventing me from moving before a force made a jab straight through my chest.

"Hokurou!" two of my companions shouted in dismay, shocking the others but the opposing force.

"You could have been a great man, bringing the world eternal peace with me." grumbled a fool in front of me, fist stuck in my chest, my will to resist the illusion and life fading.

"But I will not deny you from attaining a semblance of the true peace, open your mind to the [Infinite Tsukiyomi]" My will and thoughts being taken away, but I wouldn't end this way.

"S-sc-rew, you... and your lies... Looks like I'll be seeing Akari soon..." I mumbled weakly, retching out a litre blood before my both eyes flooded with blood, my rage aimed right at the fool in front of me.

"[Amaterasu-ōmikami!]" And with that, my consciousness faded, leaving behind a eternally raging flame in form of a majestic woman engulfing the arrogant fool and I, significantly more potent and grand white flames than the eternally dark ones expert users of the dojutsu technique will ever attain, incapable to be put out be one of my companions who I don't fully trust anymore, and the fool who was now unable to defuse them from thinking these eyes would be inferior.

If it didn't kill or harm him, at least it would be annoying him if for a while.

And then I dreamed a fading fantasy, where tousan and kaachan never died, my otouto never needed to wear that mask physically and emotionally and my Imouto never died to my foolishness. While I enjoyed a false time with my loved one with her mentor's pet pig and a cheerful, active brat both of us prided in.

(Flashback end.)

Waking up with great shock, I panted heavily as adrenaline rushed throughout my body, moving out of the bed and moving to calm myself.

I had been dreaming more and more about my old world, and how my dreams always pointed out my defeats, my losses and pains.

I don't know whether or not this was me slowly starting to consider the chance that I could never return home, or it was clashing within me with another side that wished to stay.

Slowly and slowly my hopes, no matter how hard I try to hang on, is slowly fading no matter what I do.

'I can't seem to stop and think that I'm gonna be in one hell of a ride sometime in the future…' I thought solemnly as I stared out the open window, watching the moonlit shore and the majestic blue flowing without a care in the world…

Though to be frank, I shouldn't really be surprised when something completely pops out of nowhere as crew had told me their adventures in the grand line and I was witness to the unknown but completely varied talents of the devil fruits was evidence enough for the lack of a stable reality in this world.

Though the shinobi world does contain tailed beasts, kekkei genkai and jutsu's that warp the elements and the fabrics reality so I should be taking this in stride.

'I wonder if I'm gonna meet the legends Shanks likes to talk about like Whitebeard, Mihawk and Sengoku...' Listing off to myself the pirates and marines Shanks had met and/or fought with in his adventures, him priding each and everyone of their strength.

After the incident we decided to dub the "Romance Dawn.", the Bandit Leaders insolence was the last straw for Shanks and I, Luffy's family have been screwing around for far too long and the attempt on the villagers and Luffy's lives were just one of many acts that could have been prevented if the Marines had better control with their own operations.

We had no way of contacting Dragon, and he would be certainly the last on our list, as he'd probably bring the kid into hiding with his group and push him to actively opposing the World Government.

That and both of us knew for a fact that even if we couldn't contact the revolution leader, he had his own people listening and watching our every move.

So Garp was our only choice on dealing on the matter, and things did not go out so smoothly.

While he was grateful that we had protected the village and his grandson, he was less than when he had assumed we pushed Luffy to becoming a pirate during our stay.

So we were given conditions so that he would come and deal with this.

One, that the Red Hair pirates were to leave by the end of the Year before he will arrive.

And Two, with my current position on the fate of what will happen between the pirates and marines, I was 'given' the offer to join the Royal Shichibukai, and 'swear fealty' to the Gorosei.

This was a bad position to be in for someone like me. The world noble's hate me for my actions, the marines (most of them) want a piece of me after the debacle that used to be called the 'Glorious Kingdom' Mariejois and the event before that which ended with numerous dead and heavily injured Marines and a injured Vice-Admiral that earned my old title of "Monster Slave".

And even more likely, the rumored and failures in hiding their presence to me 'Cipher Pol' would probably like to 'examine' me for my abilities that speak near impossibility of wielding the skills of all three types of Devil fruits.

But it looks like Garp himself had that covered and had planned another identity for me and a fake history of a High Rising Vagabond 'honoured' the title Shichibukai.

So it was either I join, or Garp goes off and deliberately worsens the already unstable relationship the Pirates and Marines have.

So I had to swallow the bitter pill dry and accept Garp's demands, as there was no other way.

No matter how I felt this would bite me in some point, I have more than one experience that no one should be denied time with their family, especially if said family lived professions where they were on opposing sides and each journey or fight could possibly be their last.

But it seemed like another complication arose from the shadows to strike where it hurts…

(Weeks ago.)

"You plan to leave for the New World?" I stoically questioned my crew's captain and first mate, and I knew full well that I would not like what they would say next.

"Yes, but since you are going to become a Shichibukai, you are somewhat tied to staying here deciding whether or not to follow the World Governments orders at times." Shanks started.

"And even though you are powerful in your own right, you would be outmatched in time by the enemy that waits in the New World." Beckman reasoned.

"But where would a pirate with no crew go? No ship? You know full well that Garp wants all of the Red Hair pirates to leave the Goa kingdom before he arrives." I challenged the idea, a man ripped away from his nakama was not a man at all, not one worth of being looked at.

"Which is why I am giving you ONE last order before we will meet again." Shanks eased with a slightly shaky voice under a determined face, he didn't want this to happen either but that was the only path we so before us and the only thing we could do was to walk forward.

Let's just say I walked away from the ship, determined and thankful of the entire Nakama seeing me off.

And I would see my Captain's duty fulfilled.

'Hokurou' would hide in the shadows, only revealing himself to his close ones, while will I will take up a new name that will be uttered in everyone's mouths in awe and fear, the shining star that's would become the talk of fearful enemies.

Luckily I didn't leave my stuff up the Crow's nest again.

(Back to present.)

"Hokurou-san?" a rather serene but drowsy voice asked from the other side of the room,

Looking back, my eyes meet a scantily-clad woman looking back at me sleepily from the bed for two, the white blanket shone brightly in the moonlight, showing through its sheets her slender and curved form.

It had been long since I learned of her wish to be more than just friends between us, though my heart yearned for another, the one I longed for would want me to move on, similar to how I would want her to do the same, especially since I essentially died in the shinobi world.

After developing a close trust and relationship with her, I had decided revealed my past to her, my previous position as a slave and especially my old life as a shinobi.

Frankly she wasn't shocked of my past as a slave as she had seen my mark before but hadn't confronted me about it and waiting till I truster her with this conflicting information, which I was thankful for.

Though she was surprised at the reason as to how I had such inhuman abilities and a completely unrecognized style, doctrine and line of thought, though she did want one thing.

Seeing as she was frankly unable to do anything in defending her home, only able to come to me for aid and fainting from exhaustion then. And since sooner or later I would need to return to adventuring the seas, the village needed to be able to defend itself from raiders, especially when Shanks and his crew and I were absent. Now disbelieving of the governments reliability, evident with the roaming bandits and the burning of the Gray Terminal.

So I am train a proper militia in this town to allow a proper defense against malicious forces.

Eh, better than being forced to become a Shichibukai...

"Makino-chan…" I reply to her quietly and affectionately as I walked back to the bed to sit by her side "Go back to sleep, it's nothing." but she always knew when I was thinking things over for too long again.

"No." She demanded this time, pushing the feeling of drowsiness away "What are thinking about now?"

"I'm just wondering of how Luffy's feeling right now." Drawing the topic away from my past and into another important issue.

And rightfully so, with his closeness to the crew strengthened after the incident, he essentially felt the same thing I had, the difference being that only I was capable of holding back the pain.

But he did came out of it more determined and more convicted on his dream, Straw hat standing strong against the wind, him set on returning it to its previous wearer once he was ready.

One moment I was most proud of was that he denied the chance to know how important the Straw Hat really was, all Luffy wanted to know was that it was important enough for him to protect the gift with his life.

"You're worried for him, and you know how he reacted once he got his Devil fruit powers, only to find a reason in it to be cheery and happy again." Stated the raven haired beauty before continuing "He'll do fine where he is."

"You do know Garp put his grandson in the hands of bandits right?" That was the greatest insult of all, not even wasting time once he got here, the Marine veteran grabbed the elastic brat and dropped him off in a Bandit Hideout and left to fend for himself.

I felt no shame when I came up to him and proceeded to instigate a three-hour long brawl with the senseless grandfather for his decision, he has chosen it and I can only show my distaste for him.

But the result wasn't all bad, Luffy had formed a camaraderie within the otherwise aggressive and hot headed group, becoming a family in the otherwise unruly band.

While I inherently dislike vagabonds (accepting the irony that I was technically one as well in my current and previous life.), it seemed like Garp trusted the life of his grandson to the Mountain Bandit leader, Curly Dadan. So I had to accept and trust his judgement on this.

I still didn't like that even though his 'Aniki' and 'Neechan' was still here, Luffy still felt alone.

Though it was an interesting development when he became attached to one of the kids under Dadan's care, a kid named Portgas D. Ace.

Though relations were stiff and aggressive between them (More so in Ace's side), Luffy was still very persistent on his chase to become Ace's friend. Even leading to the elastic brat getting tied up by Ace and his other friend, Sabo.

I was wary of the burly pirate that took Luffy away but I let Ace and Sabo do the rest of the work in saving them, I could see a sense of brotherhood forming within them and I wasn't about to interrupt such a development.

Though I did not step away when I rushed over to the Gray Terminal to eliminate the bandits that had taken the three wannabe pirates and had planned to burn Luffy and Ace to death after sending home Sabo to a strict and unhappy life where he had no free will or choice while planning to burn the homes of everyone in Gray terminal, which added to an even greater annoyance to me, having to expend much chakra to create Henge'd Shadow Clones to help Curly's Bandits and the poorly disguised Revolutionaries evacuate the people from the growing inferno to the revolutionaries ship, I couldn't reveal more of my powers as the revolutionaries were watching me closely and I couldn't reveal more of what they already know of me.

Though one situation after the event was particularly interesting…

(A few weeks ago.)

"DAMNIT!" I shouted a multitude of times as I broke the 26th training dummy that I had my clone's create, my hands bleeding from the heightened pain receivers to the point you could likely see the bones.

Heck, a blind man could see the complete beating I took, the amount of cuts and bruises across by body were prominent around me, received earlier from a gauntlet bout against a multitude of shadow clones, all rounds the opposing forces had free use of brutal tactics and weapons.

I needed to take me away from the shame and anger, and pain was the most applicable option.

I shouldn't have forgotten that not all of the idiocy and ruthlessness comes from one source, now my indecisiveness has cost me.

A group of nobles had gone and killed Sabo while he was sailing away from the kingdom because it would have 'insulted' the World Noble that would have passed by the same route.

And these weren't a group of nobles from the World Government, no, they were a group Greedy Noble's from Goa Kingdom that had slain my charge's Sworn Brother.

A brother I failed to protect.

Luckily for me, the Goa kingdom shall never find out the suspect of who murdered the number of nobles that would have mainly benefited from this. And from that they should keep being fearful.

Surprisingly, the Brown haired World Noble that had passed through was shocked at the implications of the burning of Gray Terminal and the witnessing of the killing of a small, defenseless child.

Even more so, had degraded and shamed the nobles for such actions, saying that the memory of Mariejois reliving in her head and seeing the same thing happen to other's once more, explicitly and eccentrically demanding that for every one of the people that lived in the Gray terminal that had lost something or someone, the kingdom had to pay fay a great fee for reparations.

The last thing I would have expected from a World Noble, though one factor was shocking to everyone.

The said World Noble while still keeping the same hairstyle that almost all had fashioned, had forgone the bulbous suit that the World Nobles were known for and had sported a Form fitting kimono that had purple floral designs, though it seemed she still held some value for the tradition, as a tight, insulated body suit was under her dress as seen on her hands, her neck cover that connected with the gas mask that she wore in place of a sluggish glass bubble, the gas mask covering only the bottom half of her face as she sported a white veil and orange shades over her eyes.

The arguments that she wasn't a World Noble was silenced with the appearance of a rather carefree "Yellow Monkey" of an admiral that had accompanied her as he was on the same journey and a "newly titled Shichibukai who was on the same path till he saw the fires" supporting her authenticity. Though he and I never really paid attention to the fearful stammering's of the 'Common' Nobles once we both appeared out of nowhere.

Though I couldn't figure out this feeling that the World Noble and I had met long ago.

Tiring myself out of rage, I kneel down on the grass, heaving and nearly retching at the physical stress my body is going through after focusing so much chakra into augmenting my physical attributes and pain sensitivity.

I was here drowning myself in pain, Ace was tied up on a tree, shouting his pains to the world that had covered its ears, and Luffy was crying his heart out.

Pathetic of me really.

But before I could go back to my self-torture, I felt a massive amount of power that dwarfed mine flare up very close to the training field.

I order my clones to dispel and leaving four to form a Manji-formation around me, each one covering my sides as I pulsed chakra around me to discover the unseen force.

What I sensed worried me greatly.

The overwhelming force wasn't just coming from one side, it absolutely covered miles of land, the training field right in the centre of the source and I couldn't pinpoint where the power was emanating from.

"You don't have to worry about a fight kid." A gruff voice emanated from right behind me, earning a surprised look from me and the four clones, Flickering away from the source.

Flashing a distance away from the voice, our eyes meet two impossibilities, one we were glad and thankful for, and the other we couldn't decide whether to be shocked or expectant about it, rather 'him'.

Long green cloak with a white garb underneath, spiky black hair with a window's peak hairstyle with a stubble and the rather prominent red tribal tattoos on the left side of his face and a sinister grin supported his already intimidating visage.

What we saw was Dragon D. Monkey, the leader of the revolutionaries, the most wanted and most dangerous man of the world.

Who was currently carrying Sabo under his arm.

"Don't worry, I'm not looking for a fight, rather I'm thankful for your efforts." Continued Dragon, seeing as I wasn't going to move from my spot. This man is someone I couldn't keep up with, not yet, I could compare this back to when I could only give Naruto second-long openings in Madara's defence. I could open holes in his defenses, but It'd only last a few moments, not enough for me or my clones to capitalize on.

"Thankful for what?" I questioned as I positioned myself in a defensive stance, the clones and I forming a circle around him, I wasn't gonna take any chances.

"Taking care of my son while I was away." The sinister grin he sported seemed to fade and what replaced with was a rather solemn and truly thankful look.

Seeing that I eased up when he revealed his true intentions and the odds against me he continued "That and in your own way, bringing justice on this world, Ulfric".

Scoffing at his joking tone, I finally started having full conversations with him "Like your dad had left me much choice." I argued "Either I become the World Gov's 'Unruly Lapdog' or it would be a longer trek to the goal of fixing the mess executing Roger left."

Dragon then proceeded to laugh at my expense "That's why I have people like you deal with it." he said chuckling "I'd do more damage than good in my part besides, the One Piece kickstarted the age of Pirates didn't it?" playing the part of the Devil's advocate.

"I can't argue with that." after that a silence grew between us and we knew there was one last problem to deal with.

"What do you plan to do with him?" Getting to the point immediately after, even if it would have been seen as overly paranoid, but being a shinobi one can never be too paranoid.

What I didn't expect was for the infamous Revolutionary to adopt a saddened look.

"No matter the consequences I will never let my own son join the Revolutionaries, nor will I and even Garp, let the World Government find out that he's my son." He admitted before bringing up a cold, unreadable expression "But we're too short of numbers for our front against the world government, we need more manpower."

That set me off, the clones and I rushing forward with kata's unsheathed and going for overhead blows.

"I'm tired of children soldiers." Intent on stopping his plans for the blonde kid.

We barely made any progress, Dragon bringing up a free arm and using his wrist to block the sharp blades, only getting to pressure his arm downwards, but was only a slight push to him.

"I don't like it either." He conceded, before launching us off him, spinning quickly landing backhand blows against us, knocking me far and dispelling the clone's I had.

"But I need the numbers, though I don't intend on making this kid a meat shield, he'll learn under my wing, I owe it to my son." He argued back "Besides, he's perfect for the Revolution, he'll become the symbol of hope for my people."

"And why is that?" I asked, slightly furious at the inferiority that was my attempted assault.

Dragon's face showed a proud smirk "He's the first noble I know to ever be ashamed of his heritage."

(Back to present.)

"Despite her actions, Dadan does genuinely care for him." Makino eased, pulling me from my flashback "She has to keep up face after all, with all the robberies and ambushes and the likes."

Rolling my eyes at her easiness and casual like attitude with the bandit leader once she got to know the incredibly brutish woman.

"Garp is a good man." She pressed on "You can't expect him to be everywhere for Luffy, he still has his duties as a Marine." now lying beside me on the bed.

"But still...-" I tried to argue back but her snuggling up to me cut all further thoughts and arguments.

"Hush, Garp trusts her and well just have to believe in his trust." She concluded which earned her a tired hug and a defeated sigh.

"Fine." I finally complied annoyed, getting a smile from her.

"So when are you going to be teaching the two about your jutsu?" She brought up another important issue after a moment of comfortable silence, I gone with Makino's proposal early in the year and I had taught the town's militia a good level of weapon skills and marksmanship, while teaching them the academy's taijutsu style and proper medical procedures, while I taught Makino herself a good level of Taijutsu, some Genjutsu and Ninjutsu but primarily she learned the upper echelons of Medical Ninjutsu, making her dangerous with her advanced knowledge of the body and pressure points, somewhat below the levels of Kabuto and Shizune, so as to prepare the time that I'd be leaving for the seas. A high-chuunin at best and enough knowledge to pass on the techniques I have taught her.

"I'm still getting to it." smirking victoriously at her pouting face before continuing "Luffy shows great chakra stores, meaning he'll have greater difficulty in the more precision-demanding techniques till he gets more proper training and familiarity with control but I doubt that'll work with his carefree attitude, so that means I'll have to teach him the more destructive arts, those require less controls but I'm gonna have to focus on techniques that incorporates to his martial arts skill." looking amusingly at her scared look when she imagined Luffy just nonchalantly using world-shaking techniques, but I continued nonetheless.

"Ace though shows a more balanced level of good control and reserves for a kid of his age, from there I'll be able to giving a more mixed & varied style in his techniques, I can sense that he'll have a great affinity in fire, he has the will and the headstrong attitude for it, but I still have to test his aptitudes first." getting a more relaxed expression from her.

"So they'll have to go through the same routine with them as well?" Hinting at my sadistic training regime which got a evil smile out of me, a smile that at some point shared likeness to a Pervy Sage, a Thunder God, a Old Warhawk and a God of Shinobi.

"To be honest, they're idiots, I'm gonna have to either beat the information into them, or make them work themselves to death till they wiil never even consider forgetting my teachings." bringing a jokingly dejected look from Makino.

"I can't really ask for you to go easy on them can I?" She rhetorically asked.

"They'll hate me by the end of the first week." I assured her with an even more evil smile.

"..."

"..."

"Goodnight Hokurou-san." She finally ended with a slightly tired and amused voice.

"Goodnight Makino-chan." I replied uselessly as she was already sound aside me, her breaths more peaceful and graceful on my chest.

Sighing thankfully before deciding to rest once more, as I partly-planned and dreamed my tor-training for the two brats.

'Why do I feel like I'm going to partly regret teaching those two?' I finally thought before the open arms of sleep surrounded me.

*END*

A/N: OH MY GOD! Finally! This took so long for me to do! Please forgive me!

Other than that, thank you so much for giving so much support for this fanfiction! Never thought it would get this much viewership and actually be added into a community, it means so much to a lazy ass of a A-level student like me!