And so appears chapter three! I'm sure you've noticed my writing style is changing at bit as I write; it's because I'm watching the movie as I write this and describing what I see. I find it easier that way. Some of the lines are straight from the movie.

Warning: OOC-ness, definitely with Farm Boy / Zoro. I'm trying to make him as Zoro as possible, but that's hard because, like I said, Zoro is definitely not one who throws the phrase "true love" around easily.

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece nor The Princess Bride.

Chapter 3 – The Prince

Zoro had no money for marriage. So he packed up his few belongings and left the farm to seek his fortune across the sea, hopefully to acquire the necessary gold pieces as a dowry.

He and Robin stood by the gate that marked the edge of the property, their hands intertwined, staring into each other's eyes. Robin had never seen Far – Zoro this way before, passionate but also still retaining his old habits of stubbornness.

It was a very emotional time for Robin. The two embraced, Zoro wrapping his strong arms around her as if he never wanted to let go. She had insisted on joining him, but he refusesd, saying she had things to do here and friends who needed her. He, who had known no one except for Nami, and that was only recently, had no one to leave behind and no family to miss him. The late teenage baker's apprentice Sanji visited the farm as well, often bringing Robin pastries he had baked himself. The whole town knew Sanji was in love with the black haired beauty, including Zoro, who found slight anger and jealousy toward the young cook.

"Will I ever see you again?" Robin whispered into his shoulder, forcing herself to hold back the tears.

"Of course you will," he said, stroking her hair. His voice was deep and purposeful, with a confident tone to it that Robin adored.

"But what if something happens to you?"

Zoro disentangled himself from her, keeping his rough and gentle hands on her shoulder as their eyes met. "Listen here," he said, his voice soft. "I will always come for you."

Robin had never heard Zoro speak so much in the entirety she had known him. She loved his voice and wished him to speak further. "How can you be sure?" She asked, her voice full of pain.

"Think this happens every day?" Zoro asked with a small grin. "Believe in me, and I will come."

Robin resigned to simply staring into her lover's face, memorizing every detail. The high eyebrows, eyes like the sea, hair green as the grass in spring. She burned his image into her mind, so when she closed her eyes, his face would be branded to the back of her eyelids.

Robin smiled, allowing the tears to fall. Zoro would have none of that. He leaned down, pressing his lips to her cheek to wipe them away. She shifted slightly and pressed her lips to his, embracing once again.

It was Zoro who finally pulled away, realizing the time for departure had arrived. He knelt and picked up the small dear skin bag that lay by his feet, containing only a few changes of clothes and a loaf of bread. With a final glance back at Robin's face, Zoro turned and walked away, his pack over his shoulder.

Robin watched him take a few steps before remembering something important. Hitching up her skirt, she raced back inside the house, snatching a long object from its place above the door where a bow and arrow once rested. She rushed outside to intercept him, breathing hard and holding out the white sheathe.

Zoro's eyes widened slightly, realizing he had almost left his treasure behind. He took it gingerly, running a hand over the smooth wood. Satisfied, he gave her another kiss on the cheek before continuing on his way. Robin observed from a distance, watching as his back disappeared across the horizon and out of sight.

Zoro never reached his destination, for his ship had been attacked on the high seas by the Dread Pirate Mihawk, who never left any survivors.

When Robin received the news from Nami that Zoro had been murdered, she went into her room and shut the door, sitting by the dying embers as if the flames were her own soul. For days she neither slept nor ate; bags grew under her eyes and her ribs became visible through her skin. Her once beautiful black hair lay practically dead over her shoulders.

Sanji took this opportunity to woo her, but Robin acknowledged no one, turning away every visitor from the gate. Nami visited every day, bringing tangerines from her mother's orchard. She tried desperately to encourage her friend, but the black haired woman refused all offer of assistance. Her only words were simple, but to any man they bore pain.

"I will never love again."

~X~X~X~

A young boy gripped his shepherd's pole tightly, herding his sheep across the wooden bridge and into the pastures where they would eat. Laughing children skipped through the streets, stepping on the guards' toes. Women scolded them and apologized to the palace guard, who simply shrugged it off and returned to his post. Men laughed loudly in the local tavern, calling out for more ale.

Five years passed in Ohara, and the main city of the country was filled as never before, all gathering to hear the announcement of the great Prince Lucci's bride to be. The square was bustling with every citizen as they all congregated into one large mass, staring up as one to the high balcony leading into the mighty stone palace that stood in the epicenter of their city.

The palace horns blew, and a cheer went up from the crowd as the King and Queen appeared from the interior, waving their hands dismissively. Following soon came the prince, a crown of silver sitting in his thick black hair. Prince Lucci wasn't exactly what you would call handsome, but he certainly wasn't ugly, either. His face was almost rectangular, with a strangely-shaped goatee on his wide chin. His black eyebrows rose in a shape similar to that of a lost farm boy, though only in a thicker fashion. His black curly hair he kept tied back in a ponytail of sorts. His mouth was hard, even when he smiled, and his eyes showed no compassion. On his shoulder he carried a white bird that whistled every now and then.

The prince wore a red tunic embedded with gold. A silver belt held a dagger and sword tight against his body, ready at a moment's notice. He smiled smugly down at the commoners below.

"My people of Ohara," he said, raising a hand to quell the noise. "A month from now, our land will celebrate its five hundredth anniversary." Another cheer. "On that sundown, I shall marry a lady who was once a commoner like yourself." Prince Lucci forced himself to hide his amused smirk. "But perhaps you will not find her common now. Would you like to meet her?" A cheer. Lucci took this as a good sign. He raised a hand, gesturing to the high ornate archway that led into the palace grounds. "The Princess Robin."

The population of the square all turned to where their beloved prince indicated, gasping at the beautiful figure which emerged from the gate.

A tall woman appeared on the long red carpet adorned with white roses on either side. She emerged into sunlight, the pearls of her jewelry and headpiece sparkling like diamonds. A long creame dress clung to her small frame, illuminating every aspect of her body. Her long black hair was tied back into a small bun, a beige tiara holding it in place. Slim shoes adorned her tiny feet, peeking out from beneath her dress with every step.

Behind her trailed Nami, clothed in her own simple open-back red gown. When Prince Lucci had appeared at Robin's farm a few months ago, requesting her hand, Nami had been there, helping her friend with the stable work. At first, Robin rejected him as she had so many others, but Nami finally persuaded her. As a median between prince and pauper, Lucci allowed the redhead to accompany her as a lady-in-waiting. Sanji, not wanting to be outdone, took a job in the kitchens at the palace.

Robin stopped at the edge of the carpet, surrounded by those who would soon become her subjects. They all knelt before her, heads bowed.

Robin's emptiness consumed her. She felt nothing for the Prince Lucci as she looked up at him with cold and unyielding eyes. Although the law of the land allowed Lucci to choose his own bride, she did not love him. Her ability to do so died the day she watched Zoro's back disappear across the horizon, never to be seen again.

The only joy Robin found in her palace life was the daily rides she was permitted in the afternoons. She traded gowns with her lifelong friend, slipping into the simple red dress. She saddled a bay mare and cantered out of the palace gates, crossing the small stream that ran just outside the town. Into the forest she rode, letting her hair fall from its painful position on her head. It bounced normally along her shoulders, tickling her bare back.

She cantered into the forest, the ground littered with freshly fallen autumn leaves that crunched beneath her horse's beating hooves. She smiled in what seemed like years, allowing the fresh sun to warm her face. She could almost hear his voice in her ear, telling her to be careful.

She looked ahead, pulling up on the reins and stopping just before three odd-looking men who stood in her path.

The first was a tall man with oily lavender hair that hung dryly around his shoulders. Across his face was a bronze contraption that covered his chin and entire right cheek before moving up over his nose and across the top of his eyes. A final stretch of bronze crossed his forehead and over the top of his scalp, disappearing over his head. The odd man wore grey boots and brown trousers, a loose-fitting cotton shirt and brown long-sleeve vest.

Beside him stood a slightly shorter black-haired man with an unusually long nose. It was square-shaped, but slightly rounded at the edges. A thin moustache coated his top lip. He was also clad in boots and brown breeches. Over his torso he wore a light brown long-sleeve and a brown vest. One hand rested on an ornate sword at his hip.

The third man was the tallest of the three, clad in green trousers and scarlet boots. A large red tunic contained his giant stomach, assisted by a thick leather belt. His chubby fingers picked lazily at his nose. Raven hair sat messily on his head, bangs falling over wide eyes. Robin immediately recognized him as a giant from the northern countries.

"Excuse me, miss," the first man said, stepping forward. "We are but three lost… um… circus performers. Is there a village nearby?"

Robin's horse shied nervously, and the princess rubbed his neck soothingly. "There is nothing nearby, not for miles," she explained, shifting in the saddle.

The man who had spoken gave a loud laugh. "BAHAHAHAHA! Then there will be no one to hear you scream, you stupid woman! Hahahahaha!"

Every atom in her body screamed at her to run, but she could only watch as the larger man in red approached her, his hands closing on the back of her neck. She could only let out a small gasp before her vision went dark.

I'm sure you've noticed, but I took Devil Fruits out of the story. It would just be a bit weird if suddenly hands sprouted from Lucci's neck with a Seis Fleur: Clutch!

Introducing:

Prince Humperdink – Lucci
Vizzini – Spandam
Inigo Montoya –Kaku
Fezzik – Luffy

I would have switched Lucci and Spandam, but Vizzini laughs a lot and his voice got on my nerves every time I watched the movie. Plus he *****, and I really hate both him and Spandam. Hehe.

I'm sure you're wondering about Kaku. A swordsman had to be one of the kidnappers, but I had already cast Luffy as Fezzik the giant (because of his ideals of fighting fair and slight stupidity; he's also fat because he's not made of rubber anymore, so his appetite makes him huge). I didn't want Mihawk because he's the Dread Pirate Roberts, and Daz Bones was out because I just don't like him... the only legit swordsman I could think of was Kaku.
Plus, since Robin is the main character, I need antagonists from her past that she knows. So Enies Lobby people it is. Some of them will not be used, since I found no use for them.

As of this moment, Sanji is going to be the definition of Reoccurring Character. He will be back. There aren't really any perverted characters in the movie, but I had to put him in there somewhere

Next Time:

Robin had been kidnapped by three mysterious men, sailing through sea king-infested waters. However, her long-nosed captor spots another ship following close behind. Who could it be and what could they want? Chapter 4 – The Man in Black