A/N Well a lot of people seemed to like the first chapter. I'm happy people are enjoying my story. Maybe if enough people enjoy this story I'll make it longer than I originally intended. Anyway, here's chapter 2. Hope you all enjoy!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or it's characters or content. The story however is mine

Ch. 2

"In the North Blue, there is a kingdom that once almost conquered all the islands in that sea." I watched Sanji's face as he spoke softly and confided in me the secrets of his past.

"The Kingdom of Germa is where this story begins, 300 years ago. The Germa Empire, ruled by the tyrannical Vinsmoke family, had just conquered all of the North Blue, until 66 days later, their empire collapsed and all that was left was their small kingdom. Centuries later, Vinsmoke Judge, the current ruler of the Germa Kingdom, decides to make it his goal to reclaim the all the islands North Blue and restore the Germa Empire." Sanji then proceeded to pull his lighter and a pack of cigarettes out of his suit jacket and pulled one cigarette out, put it in his mouth and lit it. 'Well at least he's calmed down a little.' He blew the cigarette smoke out of his mouth and continued his story.

"23 years ago, Vinsmoke Judge thought of a new way to attain the power necessary to reclaim the North Blue. He decided to use all of the advantaged technology of their country and genetically modify the fetuses inside of his own wife. His wife, Vinsmoke Sora, whowas pregnant with quadrulets at the time, opposed the idea to modify her children. Unfortunately for her, Vinsmoke Judge wouldn't listen to her, and he had the the experiment performed anyway. Then, a few months later, Vinsmoke Sora gave birth to three sons with incredible physical abilities and awesome powers."

'Wait. Three sons? I thought she was going to have quadrulets.' Almost as though he had read my mind, Sanji soon answered my question.

"While Vinsmoke Sora had given birth to three children with successfully modified sons, she also gave birth to one failure." Sanji took another puff of his cigarette. "And that failure... Was me..."

I gasped out loud, but I didn't know what to say. "My story doesn't end there." He said as he stood up and looked toward the kitchen. "Nami-swan would you like a snack? A drink maybe?"

I was more focused on his story to care about food, but I thought it was good that he was showing initiative towards doing something he loves. "A snack and drink would be nice, but I want you to eat and drink with me." I figured that he probably hadn't eaten much this morning, if at all, so it would be good for him to have a snack too. "If that's what you wish Nami-swan. Would you like to accompany me to the kitchen?"

"Of course." I said, and walked over to him. Although he hadn't shown any indication of even considering it, I linked my arm with his, to make it seem like he was being a gentleman leading a lady around. I looked up at his shocked expression and smiled at him, and he smiled back. We made the very short walk to the kitchen, turned the lights on and Sanji began taking out various ingredients to begin making his snack. "So like I said, before I was the failed experiment." He said while he was cooking.

"In the first few years of our lives, my brothers and I were tested by our father, to see the extent of our genetic modifications. And while my brothers always excelled at these tests, I was always lugging behind. I never passed, not a single one, and it wasn't long before my father realized that his late bloomer was never going to bloom at all. But unfortunately, he wasn't the only one who had noticed. When my father had modified my brothers inside my mother's womb, he had also stripped them of their humanity. They have no emotion such as sadness, pity, empathy or anything such as that. They see such emotions as weakness, so when they saw me struggling, they decided to exploit it."

'Oh no.' Was all I could think.

"They began to harass and make fun of me, and would be beat me up to the point where I would need my older sister to clean me up and treat my wounds regularly."

'Older sister?' "You never told me you had an older sister."

"I didn't? Well there's not much to say. She's 3 years older than us and she was genetically modified after her birth, so she still has the emotions of a human. Even though she never tried to stop them, she's the only one who didn't treat me with hatred. Well, all except..." He struggled a bit for a moment, the pain visible on his face. "My mother..." he's said quietly, and stopped what he was doing.

"Your mother?" He quickly gathered himself and continued telling his story, "After giving birth to me and my brothers, my mother fell gravely ill. In fact, I don't think I remember a time when she wasn't laid up in the medical ward. But everyday after our tests I would go see her, and I would tell her about how I didn't do well, or how my brothers had made fun of me, or beat me up, and she would always talk to me and make me feel better. In fact, it's because of her that I took up cooking."

"Really?" Nami questioned, "She's the reason you became a cook?"

"Yea." He said, smiling softly as he cooked, "I cooked for her once, and although I messed it up and was probably the worst thing she had ever eaten, she still said it was good. She was a good mother."

"She sounds wonderful." 'So that's where Sanji got his love for cooking. What a sweet reason.'

"Yea, she was. Let's take a short break and eat, is that okay with you Nami-swan?"

"Of course" Nami smiled. Anything was good just so long as Sanji wasn't moping around hopelessly in the dark all alone. We walked over to the the table and I sat across from him. Before he sat down he placed the tray on the table and said, "Today, I have prepared for Nami-swan, only the finest streusel coffee cake with vanilla drizzle, served with hot chocolate with whipped cream on top."

"It looks amazing! And the smell! I could fall in love with it! Thank you so much Sanji."

"Anything for you Nami-swan" he said with a smile on his face.

'That's the smile. Thats the smile I-'

"Sanji, don't forget our deal. You have to eat too."

"I would never forget something you told me Nami-swan." And with that, he put out his cigarette, and took a piece of the coffee cake and ate it. 'I don't remember him being this cute when he eats. No! Now's not the time for this!'

"So what do you think Nami-swan?"

"It's amazing as always Sanji, thank you. And I love the hot chocolate."

"Thank you Nami-swan, your compliments are truly more valuable than gold."

"You're too sweet."

We ate for a moment in silence, not an awkward silence, a silence in which both of them were enjoying their snack. Sanji took a sip from his drink and started telling his story again.

"After my mother died is when things really took a turn for the worst. The gap on the test scores between my siblings and I continued to grow, and my father was growing tired of it. He began to hate me, and treated me with contempt. When he would catch me cooking, he would ruin it and throw it out the window. Anytime my brothers would beat me up, he would just turn the other way and ignore my calls for help. But that's not even the worst of it."

"What do you mean?" I said with a mouth full of coffee cake. 'I can't believe I just spoke with my mouthful. Who am I? Luffy? I probably just looked so stupid' But he just ingored that fact and answered my question.

"After it was officially declared that I was never going to gain the modified powers, my father wanted a way to get rid of the shame he had for me. He faked my death, and locked my in the deepest, darkest cell in the bottom of the castle, and put a mask of iron on my face so no one could recognize me. That's where the real hell began."

A/N: Hey everyone, if you're reading this, then I just wanted to let you all know that I have not by any means forgotten about this story. I'm just constantly busy and habe like 0 time to do anything, let alone write. But I will be trying my hardest to get chapter 3 written as soon as possible. I will promise that the absolute latest that I will upload chapter 3 is late December to early January. Thank you so much for your support, and I'll see you all in chapter 3.

Update March 2019: I have not forgotten about this story, and I have begun writing chapter 3. However, due to how busy I am, and some personal issues that arose, I am begind schedule for this chapter. I'm not entirely sure when it will be released, but my purpose for this update was to inform any readers that I have not forgotten about this story, and that I will finish it. I thank you all for your patience, and thank you for supporting my story.