Zara: Luffy x OC

Chapter 7

The night air wrapped around Zara like a blanket, its gentle breeze lulling her into a state of contemplation. The weight of impending events bore down on her, making the prospect of sleep seem distant and unattainable. Resting her legs over the edge of the railing, she found solace in the rhythmic lapping of the waves against the hull of the ship. In the midst of her silent musings, the creak of the deck signaled Luffy's approach. Wordlessly, Luffy settled beside her, his gaze fixed on the vast expanse of the night sky, the stars twinkling in the darkness above.

"Hey, don't worry about tomorrow. Overthrowing the World Government is what we do best," Luffy reassured her, his voice infused with determination and confidence. Zara couldn't help but smile at his unwavering optimism, finding solace in his reassuring words.

"It's not that... I haven't told you this, but the captain that's in charge of the coup is my father, Captain Roronoa," Zara confessed, the weight of her secret finally lifted. She felt a surge of guilt for not sharing this crucial piece of information with them earlier.

Luffy's response was a simple, "ohh," but she could sense his understanding and support even in that one syllable. Luffy's gaze softened as he turned to look at Zara, his expression one of quiet understanding. "Your father... That's a big deal," he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper, acknowledging the weight of the revelation.

Zara nodded, her thoughts drifting "I've never seen him before," she continued, her voice tinged with a mixture of longing and apprehension. "I don't know what he's like, what he's become."

Luffy placed a comforting hand on her shoulder, a silent gesture of solidarity and support. "We'll figure it out together," he said, his voice filled with unwavering conviction. "No matter what happens, we've got your back."

Zara's lips curved into a grateful smile, a surge of warmth spreading through her at Luffy's words.

The next day Zara moved with purpose, her hands deftly tying her shoes as she mentally rehearsed the plan that had taken shape in her mind. Zara had her own plan in mind. She would slip away from fighting the marines and make her way into the castle to find her father and confront him. It was a lackluster plan, she knew, but it was the one she had made.

As she focused on her preparations, Zoro's familiar presence loomed nearby, his hand finding her shoulder with a reassuring weight. "Hey," he began, his voice laced with concern. "Don't go doing anything stupid," he warned, his eyes conveying a mixture of protectiveness and caution. Zara met his gaze, her own determination mirroring his, and gave him a nod of understanding. "I won't," she assured him, her voice firm with conviction, hoping to alleviate his worries.

Zoro's gaze lingered on her a moment longer, his silent communication speaking volumes before he finally relented, letting his hand fall away from her shoulder. With a final, silent nod, he straightened and moved away, his silent support a steadfast presence she knew she could rely on.

Luffy's voice cut through the quiet tension, breaking the moment as he rallied the crew, his own eagerness in the air. "Alright, crew, let's head out!" he declared, his excitement infectious as the group gathered their resolve, ready to face the challenges that awaited them beyond the safety of their ship. The air crackled with anticipation, each member bracing themselves for the impending clash with the forces that stood in their way.

The crew advanced toward the imposing castle that loomed on the horizon. Zara led the charge, her heart pounding with a mix of determination and anxiety. The looming stone walls and fortified gates of the castle stood as a formidable obstacle, and the weight of their mission bore down upon them.

Luffy's infectious enthusiasm was replaced by a focused determination, his gaze locked on the imposing structure ahead. Zoro followed closely, his swords at the ready, the muscles in his arms tensed in anticipation. Nami and Sanji flanked Zara, their eyes scanning for any signs of opposition as they approached the castle. Usopp's remained vigilant, the suspense in the air terrifying him for what was to come. Chopper taking shape in his four legged reindeer form, his wide eyes reflecting the uncertainty of the moment.