Eleven months before Luffy set out and the current storyline began, Y/N was walking along a hallway inside the Moby Dick. He was eighteen now and had grown to his full height of six feet over the year he'd spent with the Whitebeard Pirates. His long red hair was tied back in a ponytail that went down to the bottom of his neck. He wore a pair of black boots, black pants, and a white shirt with the mark of the Whitebeard Pirates on the back.
WHAP! Someone suddenly grabbed the back of Y/N's shirt and yanked him into the room he was walking passed. Y/N was placed down on a stool and the door was slammed shut. SLAM! Thunk! A man placed a mug of grog down on the table in front of Y/N then sat down next to him. "I have a proposal for you," said the man.
The man stood over eleven feet tall and his large girth made him three times the size of Y/N. He had long curly black hair and short scruffy beard on his jaw, the four buttons on the top of his white shirt were undone and showed off his hairy chest. He wore a black bandana on the top of his head, the aforementioned white shirt, black pants and boots, and a thick belt with rum bottles and a pair of pistols stuck in it. His name was Marshall D. Teach.
"Teach, what do you want?" asked Y/N.
"Have a drink," Teach offered as he motioned to the mug he'd placed on the counter in front of Y/N. "I hear you like grog from the North Blue, so I got some especially for you."
An alarm bell went off in Y/N's head as he took the mug and tentatively took a sip, it was genuine North Blue Grog, his favorite. "Good stuff," Y/N remarked. "Why the particular interest in me?"
"I need a favor," Teach explained, the normally jolly man was serious, another warning bell went off in Y/N's head. "Ace told me about that Treasure Sense of yours, and how you used it to find his Devil Fruit. I was hoping you could help me do something similar so I can achieve my destiny."
"Destiny, huh," said Y/N. "I suppose I could help you out. What do you need?"
"I've been searching for a Devil Fruit called the Dark Dark Fruit for the last fifteen years," Teach told him.
A third warning bell went off in Y/N's head. This 'Dark Dark Fruit' sounded creepy. Y/N quickly took a long drink from his mug of grog to hide the suspicious look on his face.
Teach pulled a rolled up piece of paper out from his belt, "I found this map a month ago, I think I leads to the island that the Fruit is on. It's my Fate to get that Fruit, I just know it."
"Then why do you need me?" questioned Y/N as he finished off his grog and placed the empty cup on the counter. "If finding this Devil Fruit's your destiny, why haven't you done it already?"
"I've already investigated the island," Teach admitted. "But I couldn't find it. I think that Treasure Sense of yours could help me. What do you say, will you help me achieve my destiny?"
Despite all the warning bells going off in Y/N's head, he was still a treasure hunter, and he couldn't pass up on this opportunity to find this amazing treasure. "Alright," Y/N agreed, "But I have a condition."
"What?" asked Teach, Y/N pretended not to notice him twitching.
"We need to bring someone with us," Y/N answered, he saw Teach about to protest but cut him off. "It always helps to bring along an extra crewmate to have your back. You never know what kind of booby-traps are set up around the treasure. Did Ace happen to tell you that we found his Flame Flame Fruit inside a volcano?"
Y/N could see the wheels inside Teach's head spinning. It was clear to Y/N that the man didn't want anyone else to know about his expedition. Y/N didn't feel comfortable going on a trip for a creepy Devil Fruit with a just as creepy Teach for company.
