Nineteen years into the Great Pirate Age

Somewhere in the East Blue

Luther hung over the side of another rowboat. He was bored again. and unlike the last time or the time before that, there wasn't land anywhere in sight. He checked. Luther looked down in the deep blue ocean, mesmerized in his boredom. Luther groaned, then grunted, then screamed into the sky.

"Fuck you fate! I'm going to do it! I'm going to jump and sink! Agreage!" Luther yelled again. then fell back to hanging over the edge of the rowboat with tears running down his face. "I hate the sea… its soooooo boring." Then the boat hit something and knocked Luther back on to the floor. "Owwww. Oh!" Luther's head raised up, his eyes closed. "Please be land. Please be land…" Luther opened his eyes to see a ship with a dragon figurehead. "Not land." Luther sagged back down into the rowboat. "So how should I handle this?" Luther lazily flouted up just below the deck. He peered over the floor of the ship to see that it was empty. "Hmm?" Luther looked around and saw it devoid anyone. This was good news to Luther, he could crew the ship by himself with summoned sailors and he'd be on his way to the next island. But the moment he stepped onto the deck he was surrounded by men in cloaks each with a different animal hat. "Heh… hello?" No one responded. Luther watched as a few of them turned to the only door to the inside of the ship. The door opened and out came a man covered in a green cloak though Luther could see a strange tattoo running down the right side of his face. As the man took his first step closer to Luther, the twenty-five-year-old man recognized him. "Your Dragon!" Luther shot pass the guards who next saw the intruder shaking hands with their leader and saying he was a big fan of him.

Most of the revolutionaries didn't know what to do, it was clear that this was a powerful man. That was clear with how easily they got past them and even more so that he was able to touch their leader before he could react. A few of them were about to attack the intruder but were stopped by Dragon's hand rising and signaling them to stand down.

"The honor is mine Avatar of the Devil." There was an avoidable gasp from many of the revolutionaries at this statement. The being that held that title was a figure of hope and a symbol to them, the man that kill thirty-eight world nobles and got away.

"It's so cool that you know who I am." Luther said with a shine in his eyes. Luther had long heard about Dragon and loved to hear about his attacks on the World Government. He was just like him, he hated this status quo that trampled on the freedoms of everyone under the World Government. Luther was barely trying to contain his inner fan boy. "Can I have your autograph?"

"Sure, let go inside and talk and I'm sure I can give you one." Dragon said as he led Luther inside leaving many of the revolutionaries simply star struck and slightly worried, the two of the most powerful enemies of the World Government sitting down for lunch? The world was going to feel this one.

The two men soon were sitting at a personal table that Dragon kept for one on one meetings. On the table was a meal of local food from nearby islands. With two cups of sake placed in front of the men.

"I heard that you died." Dragon said as he took a sip from his sake.

"More like attempted suicide. I was backed into corner and had to make a choice to save some that I care about more than my own life. But it turns out my life isn't something that can be given that lightly."

"I see… and did this someone get away?"

"I think so, I've been trying to find her. And I'm guessing you guys have been looking her too."

"You're talking about Nico Robin. Don't look so shocked. She is one of the few people that we are looking for that you would know of. She and you have the power to turn the world on its head."

"If you want to know the truth about the founding of the Word Government then I can't help. I was never told anything about that. I was too young to be told such things." Luther looked down into his cup he had thought about this a lot. That he should have waited after eating the Hell Hell fruit. Waited until he learned more, planned out his day of reckoning instead of taking the first chance he got.

"So then it rests on her to bring the truth to light. Though I assume you don't care about that. For you, it's not her ability but her." Dragon looked for a hint of surprise or maybe anger but saw none. The man in front of him was composed and sure. "We share the same goals, the overthrowing of the World Government and the safety of Nico Robin."

"You're right on the second thing, I'll do anything to keep her safe. But the World Government… I could care less about them." Dragon was surprised but did his best to remain stoic. "Don't get me wrong, any chance I get… I'll slaughter the World Nobles like cattle." Even Dragon was a little disturbed by the savage grin that came over the man's face. "But the government they rule over holds little interest to me." Luther's expression turned to a relaxed disinterest.

"Well then… if that's the case I think we can still work out some kind of partnership." Luther's eyes turned back to Dragon, He really didn't want to be tied down in Dragon's army. He would support what he was doing but he didn't want to be a part of it in any official way. But Luther could tell that Dragon knew this, the fact that Luther didn't seek out the revolutionaries before despite clearly supporting them show his opinion on this. "Here's my offer, you do jobs that we can't do without attracting to much attention and we'll give you any information we have on Nico Robin." Luther leaned back, that was a better offer than he was expecting. He already had a good idea where Robin was, he had told her about what was in Alabasta but Robin is smart and she must know getting to it will need to time and resources.

Since waking up in that crater his one and only goal has been to find her but she was a master at hiding from people looking for and so it made it very hard for Luther to find her and the World Government was doing a spectacular job of keeping his return a secret. Both of his bounties had yet to be put back up even though he had made his return very public. They bribed and scared everyone that had seen it. They had sent that bastard Cross after him again but Luther had learned and every time Cross found him Luther would just disappear with a bang. It was never as big as the first but it was enough to get Cross off his trail long enough to escape. But in the last few months Cross and the World Government had seemingly given up on him. Luther wasn't sure why but didn't care.

Luther sighed, he needed to find Robin quietly or… through others. The problem was if they haven't found her yet than it was unlikely they were to find her any time soon. But his options were limited. He could go to Alabasta and wait for Robin to show up in some way and that had been his plan for the last few months. But Dragon had men and a vast spy network. On one hand he had a sure thing that could take years and on the other he had a random chance that could succeed at any moment.

"What would one of these jobs be?"

"Well…' Dragon smiled, he had just the job that would get his attention and a plan to bring Luther back. "When World Nobles do leave Mariejois they never hide it and in fact it is quite easy for us to find out about months in advance. Currently there is a World Noble family head to the island of Greko to speak with the King of the island and to inspect the kingdom. We can't attack or we'll draw on too much heat. Even we're not ready to kill World Nobles yet. But the Avatar of the Devil…"

"Could. I see where you're going with this. The idea is sound; you shift the blame on me. I doubt that it will make the News though, they really don't want people to know that I'm back as much as it bugs me to say."

"It doesn't matter; you will still show the people that see you that the World Nobles are not as divine as they claim."

"Cheers to that."

Luther was sailing through the sea on one of the revolution's ships on his way to the island of Greko. The island wasn't anything really that interesting and Luther was sure that the World Nobles had bitched and whined until they were forced to go.

"Oh yes… I'm going to enjoy this." Luther mumbled as he watched the wave go by. the ship he was on was small and only had a few other on. They just needed to get him close enough to the island for him to fly over safely. But once again Luther was bored. He looked back at the small crew. "Hum… five generic revolutionaries, a fat guy with a scar that looks like a fin, and… that kid looks like he might be fun." Luther kicked himself back up and walked over to the young blonde kid currently working on the mast. "Hey!" Luther yelled shocking the kid.

"What the hell? You almost made me… oh! Sorry for my outburst." The kid quickly bowed to Luther but looked back up when he heard Luther laugh.

"HA… ah… don't do that. I almost choked. Listen kid, you don't need to pull that crap on me. what's your name kid?"

"Sabo… sir."

"And why did you join the fight to stick it to the man."

"Dragon saved my life, I owe him everything." Luther narrowed his eyes, that didn't sound like the full story to him. But he could tell that's what the kid believed.

"Alright then, a reason as good as any other." Luther said as he formed two chairs out of his Brimstone and sat down, then inviting Sabo to do the same. "So you have family?"

"No.' Sabo's voice was absolute and cold.

"You do but you hate them. I get that." Sabo looked at Luther with a mix of shock and curiosity. "I myself come from the shits of all shitheads, the World Nobles." This caused everyone on the boat to stop working and look at Luther. "So believe me when I say, I understand the feeling of hating your family more than anything. The day I ate the Hell Hell Fruit was the greatest day of my life. Where I got to beat vengeance for as many sins they committed as I could." Luther looked to Sabo.

"I remember bits and pieces… but there's this feeling. This feeling that I should be happy that I'm rid of them."

"Good, trust in that feeling and if you really can't remember than be glad."

"But I also feel that I'm missing something or someone."

"A girl maybe?"

"No… I don't think so… I mean I really hope not…" Sabo's face turned slightly red at the new topic.

"Because you already have someone?" Luther smiled and the mischief forming in his mind.

"No! I don't. I don't now but… um… someday…"

"What's her name… tell me… tell me!"

"Master Draken! We're in rage of Greko island." One of the revolutionaries called out to Luther and causing Sabo to sigh with relief.

"Don't you think this is over…" Luther pointed out to Sabo before running off the bow of the ship and flying on his wings with a boost from his hellfire. The revolutionaries watched as Luther flew to the island with amazement.

Luther crashed into the Greko beach, creating a small creator. He quickly jumped out of the hole and began running to the nearby city that was currently hosting a festival in perpetration for the arrival of the World Nobles that would be coming in later today. Luther ran through the forest that surrounded the city and as he got closer to the tree line he jumped up to one of the higher branches to get a better view of the city.

He had been told that this city was called Oldwood, either lazy city planners or these people took their lumber seriously and Luther was betting on the latter. The whole city had been built on the banks of a carefully crafted harbor and could be called grand by many people but he was sure that the World Nobles would say that it was a bit drab if they said anything at all. The docks' grace was matched by the backdrop of grand forests which must have shape the city to what it is today. It was clear by its name and the architectural designs of the vast majority of buildings have been built with timber from those very same forests materials these forests brought were of great importance to these people. Every building was well built and even finely detailed even the poorer areas of the city. Rom the smell he was getting even from outside the city walls he could that there must be many bakeries, coffeehouses and bars that offer a plethora of culinary choices and those who feel hungry.

Luther only had few idea as to why the World Nobles would come. They normally would only come if they had some kind of plan for this place but he couldn't figure out what it might be. It could also be that the nobles of this kingdom just finally made the right bribes and made enough noise, that was also a possibility.

It looked like at least this kingdom had a nice industry and had enough money to keep the majority of its population with good jobs. Luther had seen his fair share for corrupt kings and greedy nobles that hogged the wealth of a kingdom form the rest of the people.

It was easy for Luther to sneak his way into the city, changing into a cloud of Sulfur and just passing through their get house. He changed back once in a dark ally and started making his way to main festival. The people that he passed by were happy, mostly either falling into three groups, the lumberjacks, the men and woman who worked in the forest to collect the island's main export Wood. The second was the dock hands, the people that worked at the city's dock that brought in food and supplies and sent out the kingdom's lumber. The third were the townspeople and shop owners, many owned some kind of family shop that made some kind of homemade good.

Luther was a bit on edge, this was one of the places that he really wanted the World Nobles to never notice because when they did it was never good. He was dearly hoping that the reason for the World Nobles coming was simply just a checkup or a favor to the leader of the kingdom. These people that were now celebrating for their arrival had no idea the shit that could come. And the worst part to Luther was that he couldn't save them. Even if he killed the World Nobles, and he would, they would still have plans that they wouldn't give up on. Not only that but there was real possibility that this kingdom might get blamed for his attack. It certainly was within the World Nobles attitude to blame everything around something like that. As he walked through the stalls and game tents he mind raced to figure out a way to save these people from whatever the World Nobles were planning if there were at all.

"I really hope they're here because of bribes." Luther muttered before looking for something to eat.

"Are we there yet?" Comurius Mirsos asked his attendant before taking a drink from his very expensive wine. "This trip has been absolutely awful, and for what? To see some mongrel island? We should have just sent some human to take care of it."

"We are currently approaching the island and will make land fall in about two hours' saint Comurius." The attendant said quickly.

"Maybe I'll pick up a few slaves while I'm here… I've heard that the forest workers are quite strong. Maybe they'll do better in my next slave games." Comurius said before turning back into the cabin on the massive personal ship of his family. He had prided on its sealed cabins that kept only the pure air of Mariejois rather than the disgusting common air of the lowly humans. It allowed his family to travel in comfort, only having to wear their suits outside rather than all the time. Comurius walked through the great cabin, passing by all the luxury that was in it as it was all normal to him.

"Are we done yet father?" His son asked him as he lounged around. How he took pride in his son. Such a capable man, he often boasted his superiority to the other head of family. He was no fat slob like Roswald's boy but a strong and refined genius. If only he applied himself a bit more, then Mirsos knew he could rise so high that even the Gorosei

"Not yet, we must inspect the kingdom and I have an announcement to make to the commoners. This is our duty to them my son, to lead them for they will most certainly bumble around and ruin this world without us."

"Yes I know father, the humans of this world are so boring and useless." The younger Comurius said as he looked back out one of the great stained glass windows. It was depicting some scene of history that neither of the Comurius cared to learn about. "Can't we just leave them all behind and go to some far off world where we wouldn't have to deal with them. At least that would be a bit exciting."

"I do agree the thought of leaving this world for better one is quite interesting but for right now we must suffer this one. The masses crave our guidance and we will give it to them no matter how much they don't deserve it."

Luther watched as the ship pulled into the docks. Confetti raining down and people cheering as the World Nobles exit the ship. Luther grunted at the sight of the pressurized suits that they always wore. He had to wear them once when he went to Sabaody Archipelago once, he hated it.

But his eye brow raised at who came out and smiled. Number eight on his personal shit list just walked out. Comurius Mirsos was a seventy-eight-year-old man that enjoyed starving his slaves for a month and then putting them in a sick game of last man standing gets a sandwich. It was never a good sandwich anyways but that wasn't the point anyways. But Luther's smile faded at the sight of Comurius' son behind him. Unlike many of the other children of the World Nobles, Comurius Livius was a far more gentle soul and one of the few Luther thought might end up like him. But here he was wearing that fucking suit. His disinterested look was different than the one of contempt on his father's but still.

Luther watched as the delegation from Mariejois walked on to the platform that had been set up for them to speak. The elder Comurius talked with the king of this island he walked up to the very gaudy podium.

"Yes yes… I grace you with my words, today is certainly a great day for you commoners…" The crowd grew quieter and quieter as the fool continued his speech.

"What is he saying?"

"That's a World Noble?"

"I don't think I like the idea of people like him leading us."

Many other words like these started coming from the crowd. And Luther smiled at this, these people were getting but a bile filled taste of the poison that was the World Nobles.

"… And I welcome your prayers to me and my family. Now as to the reason we have gifted you with our visit is because we have a few declarations from your betters to bring you. First off…" Luther turned as Comurius began listing off the horrible new taxes and orders that Mariejois was going to impose on this island. Even the nobles and king were beginning to look worried by the looks on their collective faces. As Luther moved to the back of crowd he could feel the worry and despair that was forming in the people of Greko. Many of the new Taxes were completely outlandish and unfeasible. It wasn't until Luther had gotten to the very end of the crowd that he heard the nail in the coffin of the whole speech, that the entire forest surrounding the city would need to be cut down by three years' time. Luther's eyes widen at this.

"Are they that stupid?! That would completely destroy their entire economy." Luther knew there was about to be blood but it was going to be anyone that refused these orders. And by the look on Comurius' face Luther knew he was expecting this. He was using their understandable outrage over this to make examples and collect slaves for his sick games. He needed to act quickly. Luther ducked behind a building began prepping himself for what he was about to do. "Okay… this… should work…" Luther summoned a small bat snake hybrid in the palm of his hand. "Give the message to Sabo, I'm about to do something stupid and I might need a pick up because there is a good possibility that will be unable to meet back up on my own." A small scroll filled the creature's mouth and it flew off in the direction of the boat he had arrived in. "Good… I hope I remember some of this at least." Luther said as he formed his brimstone claws. "Okay… Beast of Hell, Model Dragon." Luther plunged his claw into his heart and the second his clawed finger pierced his heart he blacked out.

Comurius smiled as he watched the stupid humans react to his decrees. He was expecting to do what all lower beings do when told that their lives were able to change for their betters. React violently like the lowly beasts they were. But then one of the wooden hovels behind the crowd exploded taking the attention away from him. As the dust settled and the shock wave dispersed to everyone's horror the building was replaced by the form of a molten red and night black dragon with bits and pieces of gold armor placed here and there. It crashed one of the food stalls with one of its clawed feet and let out a deafening roar, its four eyes focused on… him?

"Sir we need to…" The attendant couldn't say another word before he was blown away by the wind created by the six wings as the monster readied itself to take flight. The elder Comurius watched in horror, he knew what this beast was. While his son watched on with amazement.

"No… no no no no no No! you were killed you ungrateful brat! Mirsos yelled at the Beast of Hell as it shot into the air. The people of the city ran screaming as the dragon flew on north so it may stride through the city to unleash its hell fire. They watched as it latched onto the high tower of the city's castle before releasing another petrifying roar. Its muscular body causing the tower to creak under its weight. The dragon fired a shot of raging hellfire that quickly sunk its target, the World Noble's ship. By the time the creature's attention returned back to its pray the people had gotten out of the city leaving only the few Marines and the World Nobles personal guard.

The Hell Dragon flew back down to the docks, barely fitting into the space that had been cleared out for the festival. The slow way it marched over to the stand Comurius was standing on only made his fear all the more felt. By the time its eyes were close enough to see his entire reflection in them he was on the verge of passing out.

The next thing he knew, one of the three brimstone tails the beast had coiled around him and lifted him up with his son following him. He could not understand the joy in his son's face. What kind of person smiled in the face of death, the thought would be maddening to him if he wasn't so concerned with his impending death.

The dragon turned back and after killing off the World Noble's guards. But strangely leaving the few slaves he had brought with him alive. The dragon then blocked off all of the alleys and streets out of the area. The dragon placed the two World Nobles down in the closed square. It was then that Comurius realized what the brat had planning as he saw a wraith like figure hand the collar keys to his slaves. It was in seconds that the bomb collar fell to the ground and all of the former slaves turned to the two smiling savagely.

There was a load crash behind them and when they turned around they saw the dragon resting on top of a few buildings waiting to enjoy the show.

"Well well father…" He heard his son's voice followed by the hiss of a suit's dome being taken off. "… it would seem your about to get a taste of your own medicine." He turned to see his son as his suit fell off. "I'm sure that this game won't be nearly as fun for you." His son turned to the Dragon. "Mapralin? Is that really you?" The dragon growled at the use of its former name. "Yes… I heard you change your name. Draken D. Luther does sound like a name only you would come with. I must say you do an excellent job at breaking the normal boring routine. I would like to join you but I'm afraid I don't possess the same hatred for our kin that you do." Livius suddenly appeared next to the dragon's head though the beast hardly showed any real care. "I will thank you for letting me escape my dull and boring life by simply ignoring the possible fun we might have if we fought. You can have the fun today and I'll have the fun some other day." Once he was finished speaking he disappeared once again and allowing the dragon to return his attention his prey once again.

"My… my son? He had that power this whole time? And… he… just left me to die?" the elder Comurius whimpered before feeling a hand on his shoulder. He turned in fear as he looked up at the face of one of his former slaves.

The Dragon watched happily as the men tore in to the piece of trash with vigor and rage that only the recently freed had. Its tails flicked back and forth with joy at the blood chilling screams heard.

Eight hours later

Small rocky island three miles off the coast of Greko.

"Should we poke him or something?" One of the revolutionaries asked holding up a stick.

"Nah, we should just kick hm' be alot faster"

"Shut up! I think he's waking up." Sabo said as he pushed the rest of the men away.

Luther opened his eyes to the blue sky over him. He looked around and saw the crew that he left out on the boat and the Sabo kid.

"Hey guys… how much damage did I do?" Luther asked as he rubbed his forehead to try and help the massive headache that was forming.

"Not too much considering what you could have done, Oldwood got away with few losses in terms of people but you burned down their docks and part of rich part of the city."

"Huh… well I hope that the people will forgive me a little. You guys might want to try mving in quickly. The people heard the World Noble's plans for their little kingdom and they weren't happy."

"We already told headquarters and they're sending in another team."

"You really kicked it to those bastards." Sabo said as he helped Luther back up. "So how was it like being a real dragon?

"I remember very little of it; the Beast of Hell form is difficult to handle. It's like your being bombarded by so many different voices that you can really only guide yourself but not actively control yourself. So I really only remember ideas rather than the moments." Luther slightly lied, he did remember one thing, that moment that passed by when Livius escaped. Luther wasn't sure how he felt about letting him go, he was a World Noble but it seemed like he hated it just as much as Luther did but for different reasons. "So… let's get back to Dragon I'm sure that they'll be another job for me to do soon."

Twenty-One years into the Great Pirate Age

Somewhere in the East Blue.

Once again Luther was bored. But this time he wasn't bored because he had nothing to do. This time he was bored because he was waiting to get on with the next part of his lifelong goal. He was in a small rowboat and was being pushed on by a small noiseless motor he had formed with his brimstone.

"I don't get why Dragon so jumpy about his son. From what he told me about him he seems perfectly fine on his own. He is a true D. after all and good things… ah!" Luther sat back up as he followed his boss's logic. "Good things always follow the true D. they're like magnets to the great and powerful and strange and crazy. I fit three of those and Robin fits two. Ah… you old bastard I get what you're doing." Luther chuckled to himself before turning a bit gloomy. "But… what happens when I find her?" Luther sunk back down into the rowboat. "I mean… it's been so long… what if she hates me… what if… what if she found someone else… Then I'll just rip His Fucking Head Off!" Luther screamed out before once again getting depressed. "No… then she'll defiantly hate me. I can't hurt someone she loves… no matter how much I want to tear out his heart and make him eat it… I can't cause her anymore pain than I already have." Luther once again sunk into the bow of the rowboat, curled up worrying about the future as his boat brought him closer and closer to the nearing caravel.

One Hour Later

Going Merry

Luffy and Usopp are currently fishing off the side of the Going Merry.

"Hey Usopp?"

"Yeah?"

"You ever tied the worms that we use for bait?"

"What?! Are you saying you have?"

"No but… if we don't catch something soon…" Luffy stops when they feel a thud as something hits the ship. "What was that?"

"Who knows but maybe we can eat it." The two look over to other side as that was where the noise came from and as they move to investigate it they see a head rise from outside the rail. Usopp hides behind Luffy while the captain just looks excited. They hear someone calling out for help. The two of them panic and scramble to help the guy up on to the deck and call for help.

The whole crew stands over the passed out man. He was dressed in a red cargo pants that were tucked into large black combat boots, he had a t-shirt with a gold smiley with Xs for eyes and sharp teeth in the smile with small devil horns over that was a large black great coat with fur lined in the collar, and he had red leather gloves with gold studs on the knuckles, finally he had on a red and gold bandana around his neck.

"Who do you guys think he is?" Usopp asks as he and Luffy pour water down the man's throat as Nami said he was just dehydrated.

"Do think he's a Musician?" Luffy asked and before anyone can ell at him for being stupid the man grabbed Luffy's face and pulled it over to him.

"Do I look like a damn musician to you?" The man asked though Zoro could feel that there was no real malice in his tone.

"No." Luffy replied though his voice was slightly muffed by the man's hand.

"Good." The man let Luffy's head retract back to his body which had been a foot away. The man sat up and after cracking his neck opened his gray eyes to the rest of the people on the ship, then he looked intently at Luffy then to the pirate flag that was flapping in the wind. "Damn… never thought you would be so far along Luffy."

"Ugh… how do you know who I am… Hey!" Luffy shouted as the man took his hat and stood up. "Give my Hat back!" Luffy flailed as the man kept the rubber man at bay with one hand.

"Yup… this is the hat. Your Luffy." The man said before putting the hat back on the young boy's head. "You look just like how your brother said you'd look." Everyone's but Luffy's jaw dropped at the revelation that Luffy had a brother.

"What?!" Luffy's crew collectively exclaimed.

"Ace sent you? How's he doing?" Luffy said excited at the mention of his brother.

"Your brother is doing good, joined up with another crew though so he's not my captain anymore." The man said as he walked over to the stair to sit down. "I was his second in command and when our crew disbanded I set out to find you."

"So you were on Ace's crew?! That's so cool!"

"Whoa hold on a minute." Nami said pushing Luffy's head down. "Just who are you and who's this Ace you guys are talking about?"

"It's not who I think it is right?" Zoro asked look straight at the new comer.

"It is… Luffy's brother is indeed Fire Fist Ace, second division commander of the WhiteBeard Pirates. Former captain of the Spade Pirates of which I was the vice-captain. I wasn't really on board with the join the old man thing. My money on who's going to be the next Pirate King isn't going to be some old man past his prime." The man let out a small sigh. "But… since Ace has chosen to help said old man I'm putting my bets on his brother." The man pointed to Luffy to illustrate his point.

"So are you saying you want to join my crew?" Luffy was practically bouncing with excitement over the idea of having Ace's vice-captain on his crew.

"Hang on a moment Luffy." Nami said as she pulled the rubber man's cheek back though it didn't really stop him that much. "How do we know this guy is even telling the truth or not.'

"Well I knew that Luffy is Ace's brother. That's not common knowledge even among Ace's new crew. And Luffy isn't a famous Pirate or anything so how would I even know about him." The man said as he stretched his trimmed bread. Nami squinted at the man, he wasn't wrong.

"Fine… I can't really argue that." Nami said as she let Luffy go.

"Alright! We got a Vice-Captain!" Luffy yelled out, shocking the small crew but mostly Usopp.

"Great…" The man smiled warmly. "… Looks like I'm in charge of you all."

"Now hold on just a minute!" Usopp yelled out. "Luffy, you can't just…" Usopp stopped at the raised hand the man put up.

"You all have known Luffy for… let's say a decent amount of time right. Enough to know that he's prone to making rather poor choices. Well think of me, a grown ass man with years of experience, as a check system to weed out the more stupid ones." The three other crew members looked at the still smiling Luffy and then to each other and nodded.

"Okay, you're the Vice-captain." Usopp said though there was a hint of jealousy in his voice with the other two nodding in agreement.

Author's notes.

So there we go, Luther met the Revs and now is part of the Straw Hats. I think the way I showed how that happened fits pretty good. Luther will now be like the real captain that does the work a normal captain does and also keeps some of the more crazy and dumb idea that Luffy has under control. What do you guys think about all this and I'm sorry but if it looks like you won't be getting more Luther and Robin stuff then your right. I'll try to help you guys with flashbacks but the two won't meet again until… you think I'm going to say Whisky Peak don't you? Sorry but no… this story is going to follow canon pretty hard, that means I'm adding OCs for Luther to fight like Cross and Livius but Robin won't see him again until the end of the Alabasta arc. Ha, I'm so, ha, sorry, hahahahahhaha.

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SEaGGull thanks and I fixed it, Its just 43. And I think considering just how much Luther loves to screw with the WG he would rack up quite the bounty.

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