Zeke sat up in the crow's nest of his ship, simply looking at the very sword he made himself. Faasuto-Hokori (First Pride), that was the name of his sword, the one sheathed and on his waist was named Rasuto-Kansui (Last Accomplishment). Zeke stared deeply at the sword's metal sheen, almost a blank hypnotic stare. He tossed it lightly in the air, twirling it as it in the air. Zeke caught it and repeated this as he continued to stare at it.
"Zeke! Where are you!?"
Zeke looked down to see the easily annoyed and currently worried Rika staring at him in a scolding manner. "There you are! What are you doing up there?!?" Zeke rolled his eyes, ("It's not like I left the ship, were moving through the sea for God's Sake.")
He ignored her obsessive sounding rants and closed his eyes to think. "Well?!? Answer me you jerk! What are you thinking about.....!"
Her voice disappeared as he began to think of a more distant time...
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Zeke's POV speech:
"The day I left to become my own person I also left my home, my mother, and at least for a moment, Rika. From that day to now there has been some many IMPORTANT moments in between these times that if I don't tell you them now... you may be confused later. Let's start with how I got to the Grand Line..... and how I got my 4 swords."
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2 YEARS EARLIER
Zeke - Age 17
"RORONOA ZEKE YOU BASTARD!!! I HATE YOU!!! COME BACK TO ME!!!" Rika had tears pouring out her eyes, but that was the only indication that she was sad of Zeke's departure (that she was so 'lucky' to see him leaving at night). The rest of her body was flailing and screaming, her fangs truly showing, spewing anger everywhere.
Perona stood watching her son leave, and her pretty-much step-daughter scream after him. She sighed and patted Rika on the head, "You know why he didn't say good bye sweetie, cause he knows he'll see you again, he's not sure when he'll see me again. But know that he does love you and this has nothing to do with anything he feels towards you. Only that he didn't want to see you like this."
Rika wiped away her tears, "Yeah... I know... *sniff*... I still hate him... *sniff* ..."
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2 months later.
Zeke's current ship was just a small boat with no real anything to it, but it was strong enough to get him to where he needed to go. At the moment in this case, Louge Town.
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Zeke docked his boat in the ship yard and headed into town, he knew the first place he needed to look for.
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The Execution Tower.
It may have no significant meaning to him... or his father, but it meant much to the man his father would sacrifice his life for, so he need to at least see it.
Although he wished nothing of his father's life, success of his name, or status of himself to be recognized with him, (so he could succeed in his own way and glory) Zeke hoped he would see many of the places his father had been to until he finally met the man himself. Then, once they met and Zeke left, he would make a name for himself the way HE wants it to be.
Zeke gripped his currently ONE sword tight in excitement, "Well dad.... here I come!"
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Episode 4: "Over the Mountain and Through the Line"
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Zeke walked around the market street looking around, oooing and awing at everything, he then finally came to what he was looking for. A sword shop, of course.
"Hello, may I help you?? Heheheheheh?" the store owner asked, he sounded both kind and greedy, but not too deceiving.
Zeke smiled and went up to the man, "Yeah, I need a sword, just one more I guess." Zeke pointed to the one he currently held. The man's eyes widened, "Wait... is... is that...???" Zeke looked at him blankly, "Is it what?"
The man shook of his excitement and uneasiness and looked at Zeke very seriously, "Listen to me... what you're holding boy... Is the great- Sandai Kitetsu!!! Boy do you know who use to have that sword!?!?!?" Zeke just continued to stare blankly, "Yeah... my dad."
The man almost had a heart attack. "Y-y-y-y-y-y-y-YOUR FATHER!?!?!?!? YOU MEAN TO TELL ME YOUR DAD IS RORONOA ZORO!?!?! IMPOSSIBLE!!!!!"
Zeke now seemed annoyed at this insane outburst, "I don't care if you don't believe me, I just need sword."
The man came down (it took about 30 minutes) from his enthusiasm and composed himself, "I doubt it, maybe I'm seeing things, you can't be his son, he doesn't have a son. That's not Sandai Kitetsu, you want a sword? 50,000 Beli over there, 100,000 a little further down and so on."
As Zeke went down the sword barrel lines, he heard the man talking to himself, "Bah, Zoro's sword, Zoro's son... ridiculous."
Zeke bought a sword, Makezuotorazu (well/evenly balanced) Tachi, for 100,000 beli and went on his way.
It didn't take Zeke long, as he walked down the opposite street of the one he just turned off of, he was stopped by a man. "So... You're Roronoa's son eh?"
Zeke turned and looked at a tall, bald black man standing in the doorway of what seemed to be his very own shop. He wore gray pants, no shirt, but a long open vest that went down to his ankels and a kanji tattoo on his chest. Zeke just nodded, "Yeah... How did you know?" The man chuckled lightly, "Me and the man you bought the sword from work together a bit, he sell's some of the swords I make and I get most of the profit. We share a door and I got a good look at you and the jist of everything as he made that ridiculous up roar." Zeke laughed a little too, "Yeah, he kind of went over board huh?" The bald man motioned to him, "Come on in, there is something I've been waiting to give to you for quite some time."
Reluctantly and curiously, Zeke followed him into the building with the sing: "#1's Swords".
Zeke looked around and admired the craft of the blacksmith; the molds, the oven, the hammers, ect. The black man took something out of a hidden compartment and turned back to Zeke. His face changed, the modest look was gone, and his eyes stroke great intensity, as if his next move would be to attack and kill Zeke. Although intimidated, Zeke gripped his swords tight, ready to fight if necessary, matching the intensity in his eyes' with the blacksmith's. Then the man went back to his original docile image as he chuckled, "Yup, you must be Roronoa's son, that kind of extreme intensity at the slightest hint of danger shows it. And I KNOW that sword there is the real deal," he pointed at Sandai Kitetsu, "I'm sure your mother trained you to eh? Who is it, Miss Perona? That would be my guess. Anyone who knew or followed Zoro knows she'd be the first, if only woman to birth his child." Zeke blinked, this man seemed to know a lot, "Did you KNOW my father?" The man nodded, "I did for a time. We fought, and after that (and a few more events) I have spent my life here as a blacksmith. I always felt this day would happen if I stayed in LougeTown." He handed Zeke a sword mold he had taken from the hidden compartment. "I made this mold, there is no other like it. I want you to have it, no, I want you to MAKE this sword and carry it with you. I have my own intentions why I want you to do this, but I'm going to keep that to myself for now." Zeke looked at the mold, it was definitely something he had never seen before. The mold was deep and then sloped up for a sharp edge, the shaft itself was thick and rectangle with not tip, just a flat top. Zeke just smiled, "Wow, thanks! My own special sword! Of course I'll take it, and make it too! Thanks again... um, what's your name again?" The black smith smiled, "You may call me Bonez."
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4 days later, Faasuto was made. As Zeke put on the finishing touches, the kanji emprints of the swords name, Bonez looked from leaning on the wall. "So, now that it's complete, I guess you'll be leaving soon huh?"
"No, not yet."
Bonez was surprised, "What?" Zeke looked at him and smiled, "I'm so Sentoryeu copy cat, I'm going to make a name for myself my own way. I'm going to make ONE MORE sword, and these 4 will carry me to the top as I strive to be what I'm aiming for. Heh, I kind of don't know what it is yet though." As Zeke began to make the second sword, Bonez watched and smirked, ("Tch, it took me 10 years for me to respect Roronoa.... and his captain. And here I am respecting him right off the bat. This kid, he WILL be something big one day. Heheheh, and I bet it will be in a way no one will ever see coming.")
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After 6 days, this time, of making Rasuto-Kansui, it was finished and Zeke set out for the Grand line. "Good luck boy, a lot of things will happen on your journey. And if you wind up breaking those two, that's it, I'll never give you another one." Zeke smiled, "I think I've figured out why you gave me these to make and have."
Bonez looked at him with interest, "And what is that?"
"You're hoping when I get famous so will your swords. So they become like the Wazamono Grade Swords. Am I right?"
Bonez shook his head, he expected the boy would figure it out, "Right, so don't go break them brat. They are FREE."
Zeke smiled and left for the Grand Line.
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"Crap, I burnt it again. Damn it." Zeke stared at his burnt meal, he never seemed to make it right. "Oh well, I can't waste anything, I don't have that much food to begin with." He took a brave bite, "Whoa! This is amazing! I'm amazing! YEAH!!!"
Suddenly the small boat began to rock back and forth, "What the...." Zeke looked ahead and saw what was causing the rocking. "Reverse Mountain..... Alright! Let's GOOOO!!!!" Zeke prepared his vessel as it began to ride up the current of the mountain.
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3 MONTHS LATER
Zeke docked his ship once again, but this time in the Grand Line. And on an island most familiar to the Straw Hat Pirates. Alabasta.
To Be Continued......
A/N: Short I know, but the next two should be better.
Also I hope my translations of the Japanese words are close to correct, I have a site I m using to help me but my grammar usage of the word s may be wrong.