So normally any part that has a seven has been a followers appreciation. But I've been thinking and I've decided to stop doing those, despite how fun it is. One of the reasons is because I'm so far behind in recording those who have given their support and for that I apologize. The next reason is better for you guys. I decided if I'm going to write anyways I should write a chapter for the story instead of doing the followers appreciation. Let me know what you think. Should I continue them or just stop and focus on the story?
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On an island in West Blue near the entrance into the Grand Line sat a small village. On the outskirts of that village was a small house with a garden. Working in the garden was a solitary man. As he was working with the soil he suddenly felt murderous intent aimed at himself. Without looking, he blocked the sword strike aimed at his neck with his little garden trowel. The previously gray trowel now glistened black.
"Your as good as the others said." The wielder of the sword complimented as he withdrew his blade and sheathed it. "From all the gossip about the 'great Hikari' I would expect no less."
Hikari glanced back at the man calmly. The man wore marine garb and even appeared to be ranked as a captain. Which was disappointing since they shared the same father. "Where is your cloak? Did the towns people see you without it?" He asked.
"I took it off after I left town." The marine answered. "I'm Shiro by the way."
"I'm don't care who you are." Hikari sighed. "That was the purpose in the cloaks. If no one knows who each of us are we can return to our normal lives after we finish father's mission. That includes each of us not knowing." As he said this three more people arrived all wearing cloaks.
"I told you things would be fine." The tallest cloaked figure, who was on the left, bellowed. At least for everyone else it was a bellow. For the giant of a man it was most likely his normal volume.
"He really did take his cloak off." The middle and thinnest figure chuckled. The voice was that of a woman. "You don't think a marine would be able to follow orders better then us 'citizens'."
"Are you really the 'Hikari' of legend?" The shortest and clearly a child asked him excitedly.
"You were supposed to send word when you docked." Hikari ignored the boy's question. "Everyone might as well remove their cloaks since you all know who I am."
"I knew it!" The boy pulled the cowl back to reveal just how young he was. Kid couldn't have been more than twelve years old. "My grandpa told me so many stories about you! I can't believe you look so young!"
"It's true." The woman removed her cowl as well revealing a youthful face, brown eyes and green hair. Hikari guessed she was in her early twenties. "You don't look much older than me." He also noticed she was looking at him like he was her next meal.
"Good ol' Kari!" The giant man pulled his cowl down revealing an old man he recognized. "It's been years!"
"It has Harry. It has." He smiled. "So we now know each other's faces." He turned to the marine who for some reason was shocked.
"Y-your that famous thief who even the World Nobles want dead!" Shiro stuttered. "What's the 'Emerald Storm' doing here?!"
"This is why I didn't want everyone knowing who we were." Hikari rubbed his face with a sigh. "Many received the 'Call of Apollo' and we were decided to be the ones to gather."
Shiro recovered from his shock and stepped forward to stand in front of Hikari. "The Marines have been chasing our target for a long time. We know the most about his habits and tendencies. I think we should join the Marines, it would not be difficult for any of you to receive Captain or higher. Even you would be able to receive a pardon." He pointed 'Emerald Storm'.
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