[New world]

General pov

The sun rose from the horizon as it marked the beginning of a new day. The day breeze blowed as a news and coo bird glided through the air. It had traveled a great distance to connect the world from each corner through a special line of information supply.

Every person who wanted to get up to date with all the new hustle and bustle of the world had to subscribe to the news company which used birds as their courier.

Today was such a day as the bird landed on a huge battleship . The large ship had several canons with a white sperm whale figurehead.

The bird latched on to the railing as it waiting for it's recipient. The door to one of the chambers of the ship opened as out came a man with a blond pineapple haircut.

The man yawned as he looked all around with his sleepy eyes.

"Oh? The news is already here-yoi", the man scratched his head as he went closer to the bird and grabbed the paper from it's bag.

twag*

The bird hit the man's hand with it's beak as it angrily stared at him.

The man retreated his hand as he frowned, " Yeah, yeah sorry", he reached into his pocket as he pullout some cash and coins.

"You don't have to aggressive-yoi, we are both birds after all", he sighed.

"Here you go", after placing the money in a pouch attached to the bag it was carrying the bird easily gave up the paper without a fight.

After handing the paper the bird flew off in search for it's next customer.

The man lazily eyed the paper and frowned, "It seems the government got to him before us", he stared into the horizon as his hand placed the paper between his armpit.

The paper's front page showed the announcement of the execution of Tesoro done by admiral aokiji.

'I have to give pops the bad news', he sighed as he recalled how his father wanted to adopt the supposed murderer of a celestial dragon.

"Oi Marco are you awake?", a voice called out from a compartment of the ship where clustering of utensils could be heard. A sweet aroma was emitting from the room the radiated out and filled the ship.

"If you are awake then come and help me prepare the breakfast. The rest must still be hungover from yesterday", exclaimed the voice.

"Thatch you should read today's paper-yoi", Marco answered as he headed into the kitchen.

Inside the kitchen a man with a pompadour hair and a goatee could be seen before a stove as he stirred a giant simmering pot.

He did not look away from the pot as he asked, "The morning paper?, did something happen? ".

Marco placed the paper beside the stove so that it's content could easily be seen by Thatch.

Thatch grew curious as he stopped his stirring and peaked at the paper from the corner of his eyes.

After analyzing its content he furrowed his eyebrows, "Isn't that the guy that pops wanted to adopt?", Thatch asked as he sighed.

"Yeah-yoi, it seems he got killed by aokiji. But it's most likely the work of a government agent", Marco replied as he took a knife from the cupboard and started chopping up vegetables.

Thatch frowned, "Pops wanted to save him from such a fate as he found his actions a bit interesting. I mean it isn't always that a celestial dragon is killed in a brutal fashion".

"I know-yoi, his devil fruit power also seemed interesting. It isn't the magnet-magnet fruit as we recently faced a pirate who had that devil fruit but it had the ability to control metal and iron, even inside one's body. ", Marco contemplated as the vegetables were already prepared.

"Here you go-yoi", said Marco as he handed the vegetables in a bowl to Thatch.

"Ah, thanks", Thatch answered as he put the vegetables into the meat broth.

"Well I'll go wake up the drunkards and tell pops the bad news-yoi", Marco exclaimed as he went out of the kitchen.

Thatch started preparing the breakfast for the large crew as he thought, 'Poor guy must have just retaliated for the celestial dragon's wretched actions'.

[North blue]

A man could be seen sitting in a large chair that seemed to fit the equally tall man perfectly as he held the paper before his face.

"Fuffuffuffu"

He laughed as he put down the paper.

The man wore a curved, thin white glasses with reddish orange tinted lenses. He had short spiky blond hair and tanned skin with sharp jawline.

'So I guess the government got to him before I could. A pity, his devil fruit seemed useful. According to my sources it's definetly not the jika jika no mi but it's still possesses similar abilities', the man stood as he thought to himself.

He had a pink feathered coat around his shoulder covering his back. As he wore a black shirt with cream colored pants. When he stood his height almost reached 10 feet. He had a rather lean and muscular build with a tan skin.

He grinned as he headed for the door, "Time to put up a new quest for people in the grandline", the man who looked like he was in his early twenties laughed.

He entered the living room where several people could be seen, a man in a blue tracksuit with bunny ear hat, a chubby woman with rainbow coloured clothing, a hunched man with sunglasses supporting himself on a stick and a really large muscular tanned man with spiky shoulders.

"It's time to move let's go", the man ordered with a grin.

"Yes, young master", replied the old lady.

"Where are we going Doffy?", asked the hunched man.

"I've recently been informed that there is a man looking for me, claiming to be my brother", Doflamingo grinned. He still remembered his little brother who stayed with his father's dead body and didn't stop crying.

"Time for a family reunion", Doflamingo's smile widened with excitement.

[Grandline, paradise]

A black haired girl could be seen with news paper in her hands as she sighed.

"It seems another person fell at the hands of the government", the girl wore a dark red dress as she sat in a dark room.

'He also killed a celestial dragon and became an enemy of the government. Maybe we could have helped each other out', her thoughts were halted when her ears picked up some whispering outside.

She crossed her arms and closed her eyes. An ear instantly materialized near the place of conversation between a man and a woman.

"REALLY! 79 MILLION?? FOR THAT LITTLE CRITTER!!"

"keep you your voice down! She might hear us"

"Hehe, I'll be rich!"

"Not if you don't keep your voice down"

The ear disappeared as the little girl who seemed to be in her early teens sighed.

"Time to leave again", she muttered as she started packing her bags.

She stuffed the news paper and several necessities in her bag as she jumped out the window of her room leaving that house to never return again.

A week later

[Shore of Cocoyashi village]

Stella pov

It had been a week since I got engaged to Tesoro, we were spending our last days in Cocoyashi village getting to know all the villagers.

We had come to know that they didn't rat us out to the marines when they were being interrogated. Tesoro and I were kind of grateful towards them and our impression of them grew in a good light.

To make them aware of our appreciation Tesoro gifted them tools that he had crafted with his powers.

Just a few days ago he had crafted a unique device called ' tractor' or that's what he called it. It was meant to help people in farming, specifically harvesting. He gifted it to all the farmers in the area.

For Genzo he gifted some workout equipment such as dumbbells. Genzo's face was really funny to see when he thought that Tesoro was implying that he was weak. He felt insulted but became happy again when Tesoro gifted him a bike that ran on electricity.

I started painting again, since I've got the book I've been having more vague dreams lately and they've given me several inspirations.

I gifted several of my art pieces to the villagers, they were so happy that they were left speechless. Belle-mére-san received a painting of a tangerine riding a thunderous cloud while Genzo received a torn and stitched pinwheel.

We were now at the shore as we prepped to leave and enter the grandline. Tesoro had made some plans for us on how we would spend our vacation together, something about meeting a black king.

Belle-mére-san, her daughters and Genzo were seeing us off at the shore. We didn't invite the whole village as we wanted to leave subtly so as to not raise suspicion for any marines or government agents nearby.

"Do you have everything you need?", asked Belle-mére as she took a deep puff of her cigarette.

"Yes, I have double checked everything" I nodded "I even packed all my painting equipment".

"You guys are always welcome to return in the future, that is if you husband promises to do another one of his performances", Genzo laughed.

I chuckled as I nodded, "I'll make sure he does perform the next time we are here".

"Belle-mére-san, You should stop smoking because you have daughters to care about. If you don't take care of your health you won't live long enough to see them grow", said a masculine voice from the ship's deck.

He jumped down as dust was generated, "Now you don't wanna die without seeing them grow up, right?", asked the blond haired individual who was my fiancé.

Yes, Tesoro had bleached his hair so as to further avoid recognition to his bounty picture.

"No, no it's not that", Belle-mére replied as she scratched her head, "It's just really hard to quit you know, I've tried in the past before but it just did not work"

Belle-mére looked down at Nami and Nojiko who were at her feet as she bent down to ruffle their hair, "But you are right, I don't wanna go without seeing them grow up", she smiled.

Nami and Nojiko blushed bashfully at the loving words of their mother.

"Mom!", Nojiko said shyly as she tried to stop her mother but instead made her pat her head more furiously.

Nami struggled under her mother's grip before escaping and running towards Tesoro and my leg as she grabbed them.

"Can't you stay a bit longer?", Nami turned her face up as she looked at us with the cutest puppy eyes that I had ever seen.

'My heart!', I thought to myself as I covered my mouth before a gasp could escape.

Tesoro smiled as he bent down and patted her head, "Don't be sad about us leaving, we'll be back again in the future".

"You promise?", Nami held up her pinky as she made another puppy dog eyes.

'Now I think she's intentionally trying to make my heart explode', I thought as I clutched my chest.

Tesoro smiled as his hand touched the sand as dust particles started twirling around it. He now lifted his hand as a necklace with a nice orange jewel was formed.

"I'll leave this with you. I'll come to check up on it and see if you still have it , I promise", said Tesoro as connect his pinky finger with Nami's, sealing the promise.

"Woah! It's beautiful!", Nami's eyes sparkled.

"Umm, are you sure you should be giving that to Nami", Belle-mére asked with worry as she wanted to teach her daughters to be more modest and not materialistic.

"Haha, if you think this is too much then you should check your closet", said Tesoro as he got up and picked up our last luggage.

"Eh? Closet?", Belle-mére muttered totally confused.

I followed behind Tesoro as we got on the deck of the ship. The ship was made of metal which had been just conjured up by Tesoro.

I turned back as we waved to the family of three and the town sheriff. As I saw their lovely smile I remembered how they had helped us during our stay here. Belle-mére-san had even helped me through my darkest moment in several years.

The cute little sisters also waved at us as Tesoro beside us smirked as he grabbed my waist, "Should we also try having our own, I think if they inherit your looks they will be able to give a tough challenge to any beautiful woman or man in the world", he purred into my ears.

I shivered at the thought and my cheeks became hot. 'My own little Tesoro', just the thought made me weak at my knees.

"BYE BYE! PLEASE RETURN SOON", shouted Nami as the ship started to go further and further away.

I smiled at Nami and Nojiko's enthusiasm as I replied, "I think the idea isn't too bad".

At that moment I knew my fate was seal as Tesoro looked hungrily at me. Before I could take even another breath I was carried off in his arms into one of the rooms inside.

[Dawn island]

General pov

"What kind of man was Gold Roger?" , this question was asked by a young boy with wild black wavy hair.

The young boy was on a quest to seek answers for a question that he had been asking for a long time, never getting any satisfactory answer from the people whom he asked he would always get into a scuffle with them.