The Last One (One Piece x Reader)

Special Chapter: The Aftermath

Ace couldn't believe what had happened just a week ago. They had been sailing through the Grand Line when he saw something he never thought he'd witness in his lifetime.

His older sister—the sister who had suddenly stopped communicating with them two years ago—was floating, barely alive, atop her bloodied companion.

Shiro, your albino tiger, was in terrible shape. You, on the other hand, looked like a corpse.

At first, the Whitebeard crew thought you were just a random civilian or pirate who had been shipwrecked. But when Ace peered over the railings, he recognized you instantly.

Ace practically begged Whitebeard to take you in. Not that the old man wouldn't help you, but Ace wanted to ensure your safety. After all, you were no ordinary person. You were Vice Admiral Rose—the infamous traitor and alleged culprit behind the Judicial Massacre, as the latest newspapers proclaimed.

Ace was pulled from his thoughts by a loud scream. The sound came from your room.

Without hesitation, he bolted from the kitchen, fear and worry driving him.

But instead of finding you in your room, he stumbled onto chaos unfolding on the deck.

There you were, eyes wide and feral, snarling as you choked the life out of Thatch. The poor man gasped and struggled in your iron grip.

Ace wasn't afraid of you—but he was terrified of the crew members who had their weapons drawn, ready to strike.

"Wait, stop! Don't hurt her!" Ace yelled, pushing through the crowd until he was face-to-face with you.

Your eyes burned with unfiltered hatred. The crimson glow in your usually (e/c) eyes made Ace's heart sink. He had never seen you like this—so out of character, so consumed by rage.

"Let go of Thatch-san!" one of the crew members shouted, stepping closer.

Ace panicked. "No! Guys, stop! Sis, snap out of it! Let go of my friend, please!" he pleaded desperately, his voice trembling.

But you weren't listening. Your expression was blank, save for the searing rage etched into your features. It wasn't directed at Thatch—or anyone on the ship. Ace could see that much.

"I'll kill every single one of you!" you snarled, hurling Thatch aside like a rag doll.

Several crewmates rushed to help him as he coughed violently, struggling to breathe.

"Sis!" Ace tried to approach, but a firm hand held him back. He turned to see Marco, his face grim as his sharp gaze remained fixed on you.

"What are you doing? I need to wake her up!" Ace exclaimed, but Marco shook his head.