In the middle of the night, sounds of the wild wind can be heard outside of a large castle, for one that can assume no one lives there. A man famous for his large sword, Hawkeyes and for being a lone wolf, now sat on a long dinner table, looking outside through the window, where you can see the aggressive bustling of snow along with the wind.
The man watched as the wind got stronger. A normal person would have panicked in such sight, but for some reason the man did not, knowing that's not enough to kill him.
"The storm entered too early."
The man muttered.
"Of course it did."
A voice behind him said, cutting him off guard. He didn't sense the intruder at all, picking up the sword on his left and pointing it to the invader with a tense shoulder. That soon relaxed after realizing its identity.
"What are you doing here.......
Alger?"
The man sighed at the intruder, who can be seen grinning. That soon we're replaced by a pout.
"What- you said I'm always welcome?!"
Alger said offended
"I did... Though I did not want you to visit in such weather."
The man said sternly, while putting away his sword.
"...............you....you were worried?~"
Alger teased the man, a mischievous grin slowly formed on their lips. The man turned back to the window, avoiding Alger's eyes. As colors appear in his ears
Cough*
"Never mind that...how did you get in?"
Changing the subject.
"The door was open. "
Alger said, like it's a matter of fact. Which it is.
"You should really lock the doors you know." Alger brush off the chunk of snow on their hoodie causing it to fall on the floor and melt.
"Ah sorry about that."
"Don't worry, it'll dry eventually"
"Now back to the topic...why are you here?"
Now that the man calms down, he turns once more to the visitor with a curious yet a hint fond expression.
"Oh right! ...here"
Alger rampage on their hoodie before pulling out a necklace, made of metal and shaped like a cross.
"Catch"
Alger said throwing it towards him, catching it effortlessly, with a confused face. Looking at the necklace on his hand, he scanned it attentively and noticed something carved on its sides. A name
Dracule Mihawk
His eyes widened in surprise, looking back at Alger's direction still confused on what was going on and what was this for?. Alger chuckled before saying
"Merry Christmas, dear Dracule "
"You-.... seriously."
Dracule was left speechless, that all he could do was sigh.
"I.. didn't prepare anything...for you.."
Alger chuckled once again at Mihawk's words. Walking towards the swordsman, Alger pulled a chair and sat beside the man. Placing their elbow on the table and leaning in with their chin on their palm. Watching the man beside them with fond eyes. Reluctantly thinking, Mihawk thought of an idea.
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Reincarnation? /One piece/
FanfictionA woman who manage to achieve great things in her past life. And after finishing her duty, She end up dying in a plane crash, on her way back to her family. Waking up in a dark place, with the body of a child. She was given a choice, either proceed...
