Straw Hat: Rise of the Dragon Slayer

Prologue

There was a time, a few years ago that changed my life for the worse. Even though it would take me many years later to finally understand everything. This one moment in my life, will be the one moment that I will never forget.

In a city of water, Water Seven known for their ships and shipwrights. Also known for its Aqua Laguna, which had only recently passed. There in one area of Water Seven was a man-made island with remnants of wrecked ships from the horrendous storm, known as Scrap Island. A man wandered around curiously at the newly wreck ships in hopes of finding any salvageable scraps.

That man had blue hair, and wore a suit. He hummed to himself quietly as he wondered around, each step was a careful one. The ground was soggy and muddy, many nails and splinted wood was scattered all over. His employees had been sent out to help repair the city while he walked around the wrecked ships. Something caught his attention as the man's eyes widen in disbelief, his feet began moving faster. Stepping on nails and scrapped wood, he almost began to sprint towards this small body laid by the edge of the island. "H-Hey" The man's voice filled with concern as he knelt next to this small body, the kid had long pink hair and was filled with bruises all over. "Kid?" The man gently placed his hands on the kid and shook them softly. The kid grumbled and swatted at the man's hand.

The man let out a sigh in relief knowing that the kid was still alive. "Kid, you awake?" The man's pants soaked with mud now as he held the kid and watched closely seeing them slowly open their eyes. The man looked concerned seeing how bloodied their clothes was, the kid shivered from wind. The kid's eyes widen in panic seeing their bloodied and bruised body. "Hey, don't look" The man stood up and lifted the kid into his arms carefully in a bridle style. "Don't worry, I'll take you to a doctor" The kid holds onto the man's shirt closely trying to get warmth, the man held them closer and began to walk. "What is your name Kid? I am Iceberg" Iceberg's voice was soft as he carried the injured kid back into town. He carefully walked through the wrecked ships as there was silence for a few minutes. Iceberg glanced down to see the kid concentrating hard on something.

"It's.... Cole" The Kid's voice was hesitant, almost unsure of what they said.

Cole, a frightened child. Unknown to the world, while she couldn't remember anything besides her...name and magic.