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Chapter 3

Something about this island was off.

That much Rosalie knew but she couldn't quite put her finger on the cause. All she knew was that she felt uneasy about the island, the strange clothed people and probably that presence she felt. Other than that, the place was shrouded in mystery.

Rosalie glanced around her, standing completely alone in the town area while looking at the hotel they currently resided in. It seemed like a nice place but she remembered that even the staff were dressed in the colorful striped clothing, all smiling the entire time.

It was bit unnerving.

"Rosa-chan! There you are! We've been looking for you all over the place!" A familiar voice reached Rosalie's ears and she glanced behind her before her eyes narrowed dangerously. She jumped back, her teeth gritting harshly.

There were three people staring at her, make-upped faces, colorful striped clothing. Rosalie glanced between them, her eyes darkening. She couldn't see Shachi or Penguin anywhere. All she saw were these freaky characters.

"What's wrong, Rosa-chan? Aren't you enjoying All the wonderous things on this island?" Rosalie's eyes widened and her mouth ran dry. It was Shachi, Penguin and Ruby standing in front of her, looking exactly like those freaky figures.

"No… Shachi, Penguin, Ruby, what happened to you? Who did this to you?!" Rosalie asked, her anger flaring. They then started to laugh, people behind them joined in as they laughed, all looking identical and she swallowed thickly.

"Oh come on, Rosa-chan. You'll join us soon, won't you? After all, we have everything you need. You never have to leave this island. Captain wouldn't even notice if we were gone," Penguin stated and Rosalie's eyes widened.

Law wouldn't care if they were gone?

Someone grabbed her from behind and she cursed before she paled when she looked behind her. "No, not you too…" Rosalie looked at Bepo and Jambarl behind her. They held onto her tightly and she felt her body become numb. Who did this to them?

"I'm coming for you, Red Menace." It was different voice this time and Rosalie was surrounded by darkness. The grip on her body vanished and she merely fell as a sudden laughter echoed through her head, the sound getting louder…

"NO!" Rosalie shot up in bed, her bright blue eyes open wide and everything that was around her shot away as she unconsciously released her haki. The windows shook, the blankets and lanterns flew to the other side of the room.

It was just a dream. It was just a dream. It was just a dream. Rosalie tried to calm herself, her heart beating in her ears, her breathing rapid and beads of sweat cascading down the side of her face. She took in a shaky breath and briefly closed her eyes.

The images of the crew flashed in her mind and her eyes shot open once again. She jumped out of the bed and immediately went to her shared bathroom. She washed her face with cold water and tried to force the images out of her mind.

It was just a dream.

She let out a deep sigh and looked in the mirror. She gave herself a mere glance before walking out of the bathroom. She blinked a few times at the wrecked room sighing as her eyes traveled towards a plate next to her bed.

She took the note in her hand, taking off the silver cover to reveal a plate with an omelet. She opened the letter and her blue eyes trailed over the text. She could feel her heart clench slightly, her brows furrowing.

Dear, Rosa-san.

We decided to leave breakfast by your bedside since we didn't want to wake you up. You looked like you needed the sleep. Shachi and Penguin wanted to go and buy a few things they saw in the marketplace and Ruby wanted to buy a few tools.

We still have a few errands to run today but we'll be sure to see you later. If I heard correctly, they had a spa at the Hotel we were staying at. We'll meet you there tonight.

With Love
Bepo

Rosalie put the letter on her bedside and ran a hand through her red hair. Oh, that's right. Today was her birthday. What a way to start the day. She thought before she started to eat the omelet, noting how Bepo knew just what she liked.

She felt a bit of sadness wash over her. She actually wanted another normal, calm day with the crew but now they were off on their own. She knew that they didn't know about her birthday…yet…she still wanted to enjoy the day with them.

Not only that… She was worried. She wanted to make sure that they were safe, but then again maybe she was too stiff and paranoid. She was sure that they were going to be just fine. Law trusted them, so should she.

"Captain wouldn't even notice if we were gone."

Rosalie groaned after she finished with her breakfast and stared out towards the balcony. She needed a drink, and a strong one. Rosalie was quick to change into a pair of long black pants, a white blouse and made sure to put on a hat with sunglasses not to attract too much attention.

She grabbed her sword and headed out, closing the door behind her. She didn't lock it as she kept in mind that room service would have to fix up what she did to the room. She had to admit, it was the first time that she woke up in such a start that she almost destroyed everything near her.

No, that wasn't quite true. There was one time when she was young where it happened. She had a bad dream while sleeping in one of the spare rooms at the Marine Headquarters when it happened. She remembered how she broke every glass in the room and a snicker escaped her lips.

Garp's facial expression was speechless.

Rosalie's face softened as she remembered him and how he tried to calm her down. He gave her one hit on the head and told her to follow him. That was one good training session to get some frustration out and she ended up too exhausted to walk. Garp took her to her room and didn't leave until she slept.

Ah, the good old days. Rosalie thought as she came down towards reception and walked towards the freaky receptionist, shivering involuntarily. "Cleaning service to room 247, please." The female nodded and waved her off before Rosalie entered the courtyard.

She knew that the bar had to here somewhere… Rosalie's bright blue eyes caught sight of the large nameboard of the bar and she whined. ALL YOU CAN DRINK-bar. Everything was on about this 'ALL' and it was getting on her nerves.

As she expected, the bartender looked exactly the same with his bright, striped clothing. It was starting to hurt her eyes but she was going to drink away that effect. Hopefully. It was her birthday, after all. She was not going to go lightly on her alcohol.

"Welcome to 'ALL YOU CAN DRINK'! What can I get you, Madam?" The male asked as Rosalie went to sit down at the bar counter. Rosalie hummed softly as she looked at the menu, her eyes lazily scanning the piece of paper, but not reading anything.

"The strongest beer you've got," Rosalie stated and the male replied cheerfully before he walked off. Rosalie lazily glanced at him in the corner of her eyes before she looked down at the alcohol menu. Not finding it very interesting.

"Here you go, Madam. The best and finest beer we have," He put down the mug in front of Rosalie and she grunted. She took a sip before blinked. It was actually delicious. She expected it to have some kind of crappy taste but it turned out to be just fine.

"Thank you. So, tell me…" Rosalie glanced at his nametag and raised an eyebrow. "…Tipsy?" She was a bit unsure about his name but he seemed to react. She didn't quite expect a ridicules name like that but then again, she didn't expect anything of this island.

"What's going on here? I see you've got quite the attraction going on in this town. You must be quite pleased with all the attention," Rosalie stated and watched Tipsy closely as he nodded in reply, his smile never wavering.

"Oh, yes indeed. It's all thanks to our magnificent All father." Rosalie sweat dropped. "He took over this island and since then changed everything. We can now have tourists here. He's truly wonderful. I hope you meet him," Tipsy replied and Rosalie huffed.

"I highly doubt I'll get to meet this All father of yours." Hopefully, I won't meet him… Rosalie thought and looked at the male who seemed to space out again. "Tell me, is there a theme on this island. I've seen quite a lot of you looking the same."

"Oh, yes indeed. Our great All father chose for us to look like this. We serve him and hope to be of as much use to him as possible. We were once people who merely wandered, no one would've noticed we were even gone." Rosalie's heart squeezed tightly at his last words and her grip on the mug tightened.

"The All father took us in and made us what we are. He gave each of us our special talents and placed us in his business." Rosalie's eyes narrowed. "I'm sure you'll get to meet him. He helps everyone who feels lost and unwanted," Tipsy stated and Rosalie's eyes widened, her anger flaring simultaneously.

"I see. The make-up is just a cover-up, neh? You like messing around with people's minds, sick bastard," Rosalie looked into the bartender's eyes, knowing with whom she was actually talking to. The bartender stared at her for a couple of seconds before he snapped out of his haze.

"Welcome to ALL you can drink! What can I get you, Madam?" Rosalie let out a sigh and shook her head. She finished her beer and slammed down the mug. The bartender took the mug and walked away while Rosalie stared at the variety of alcohol in front of her.

She was sure that this 'All father' was someone who had a devil's fruit ability. He could also be someone who traded illegal and gave them their devil fruit. Either way, he was targeting them in a way and Rosalie didn't like that.

Tipsy came back with another filled mug and put it in front of her, Rosalie frowning. "I didn't ask for another round," she pointed out while glancing between the beer and the male. He nodded and pointed behind her.

"The gentlemen in the back told me to give you a complimentary drink from him. He also wished to tell you 'Happy Birthday'," Rosalie's body went stiff at those words and a wave of coldness flooded her system.

"Let me know if you need anything else, Madam," Rosalie watched the bartender walk off and then looked back at her drink. That was impossible. She was certain that she was the only person who knew about today.

There were very few people that knew about her birthday. The only people who knew were Shanks and probably a few of the Marine heads and then Law. Rosalie's eyes widened. Could it be? No, why would he be on this island?

Rosalie glanced behind her to see a male sitting in the corner of the bar, a hood covering his face as well as his clothing. He held up his drink as a toast before gulping it down in one go. Rosalie's eyes snapped back to the beer in front of her.

That was definitely not Law. She knew Law too well. He would merely sit there with his cocky grin plastered on his features. Also, she doubted he would down his drink like it was nothing. It couldn't be her father either. He would've made a big scene and there was a lot of other things as well.

Who was this guy?

Then the presence returned. It was exactly the same presence she felt the day before. It was strong, dangerous and simultaneously familiar. She needed to know who this person was and if they were going to be a threat.

Rosalie gulped her drink in one go before she stood up and walked towards the table in the corner. She had to admit that it was quite the dark place to sit in but at the same time it would be nice if you wanted to drink on your own without any disturbances.

"I'd like to thank the gentleman who bought me a drink and send me birthday wishes, but I don't know who you are." Rosalie slammed the palm of her hand onto the table and narrowed her blue eyes onto the male's over shadowed face.

"So, tell me. How the hell did you know about that and who the hell are you? That way, we can maybe avoid to make a big scene where I don't have to run and you don't have to get hurt," Rosalie threatened before the male laughed loudly, her eyes narrowing.

That laughter…

"You've only been away a while and you can talk cocky like that, little brat" Rosalie's eyes widened and a gasp escaped her lips as she paled. "To think that you have no respect to your elders these days and I even raised you! You ungrateful, brat."

Rosalie took a retreating step back. There was no way. What was he doing here in this place? There was no way that he knew she was here! Rosalie stared at his bearded smile, his mischievous eyes and swallowed thickly.

"Garp…"

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