Chapter Four - Arlong Park

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I walked with Zoro the next morning. "Mihawk. Don't kill my fucking first mate." The said man's eyes softened the moment he saw me.
"Of course not. I d-"
"Shut up and fight him already." Ussop, Kaiya, and Gin all stood with me. We watched the fight silently, my right hand resting on Tsunami. I almost lunged forward when Mihawk stabbed Zoro. But I didn't, not yet at least. I began to have water pool at my palm. Then it happened, two of Zoro's blades broke. Yet still he stood, facing Mihawk with his head held high. I lunged forward, completely ignoring Mihawk. My hand hovering over his wounds, the blood rose and began to re-enter his wounds. I pulled him up, then soon Zoro began to speak. "Don't push Zoro." I whispered, I looked back. "Gin, Kaiya, go to the kitchen to ask for help. Nami, Ussop, help me move him to the ship's kitchen." We moved quickly. Soon two people appeared. It was Sanji and the cook Zeff. I stepped back as they began to help treat him.

I was alone in my room. Sitting before Zoro. "I, I'm sorry Zoro." My eyes closed. "I am your captain, you are my first mate. At the very least you should know the most about me." I leaned forward. Making a quick, split choice, I spoke. "When I said my family was fucked up. I meant it. My grandfather, was the marine chasing after us. Monkey. D. Garp. My brother is a pirate. Second division commander of the Whitebeard pirates. Well, my living brother is. My other two are dead. Sabo, he was killed, blown up actually, by a celestial dragon. My other one was killed by a marine admiral roughly a year ago." Reaching up, I began to move his hair from his face. "One of my dads, my mortal one is Dragon, the revolutionary. My other dad is none other than Poseidon, the god of the sea himself. I have no idea who my mother is." I leaned back, hand moving to my face as I sighed. "But, who ever she is, she made a deal with Mihawk's mom. Making the two of us engaged. Honestly I hate it, I refuse to marry a man I do not love. But in this aspect I have no choice." Dropping my hand to my lap, I stood up. "I'll be leaving now." With that I walked away.

I was polishing Zoro's blade as Sanji and Ussop spoke. "What's the matter, don't like fish."
"Oh, uh, no. I don't." He hummed, I just laughed. "Fish, is the only thing I will not eat. Ironic right." We continued to talk, Sanji told us a bit of his past. I was outside on my ships deck when my hairs stood on end. My eyes glanced back. "Stay here Kaiya, Gin, you stay with her." Nami arrived just then. "I can sense them, tell Sanji." I began walking. "I know what you're going to say Nami. But Arlong is connected to the sea. To Poseidon, but my connection to him is much stronger than his." I began walking with Nami.

"That's enough Arlong." I began walking. His eyes widened, I knew it, he can sense it.
"Clown! Why the hell didn't you tell me, what the hell she was!" I moved, my knee colliding with Arlong's face. Soon we were outside. Fighting, fear evident with ever move he took. We where at a stand still. Staring each other down when Nami arrived. I watched as Nami, along with the three Arlong pirates walked away.


























































































I walked on the deck of my ship. Making sure everything we needed was secure. Zoro, who had woken us, was helping. Soon Sanji arrived, he officially joined our crew. Soon we began to sail away. I glanced back, watching as Sanji said goodbye to the Baratie. With a certain blue haired clown giving us directions. I looked to my crew. "Zoro, Ussop. You two are in charge of him." After that it didn't take us long to reach land.

I walked through the village. My crew hot on my tail. "Your not much newer then Sanji, Ussop." I heard Sanji laugh while Ussop grumbled. I watched as Nami arrived, she walked up to us and I cut her off. "How much." I looked at it, then reaching into the opening of my outfit I pulled out money.
"What are y-"
"This place clearly means a lot for you. So how much."
"I-"
"How much Nami."

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