Land Ho, Enter Roronoa Zoro

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AN: Forgot to put this in the last chapter, but I wanted to thank Tallulah Honey for reviewing and voting on this story. I'm really glad you like it and the encouragement really means a lot to me as a beginning writer.

Disclaimer: Don't own any of the characters except the ones I created.


If there was a lesson to my life right now, it would be the ocean is terrifying.

Fifteen minutes into my voyage, a Sea king jumped out of the water. It was a giant spiny serpent, that looked sort of like a child's failed attempt at drawing a dragon. Green with blue orange spiny fins, its scales shimmered with reflected sunlight, the face ugly and grotesque, was adorned with a creepy fanged smile. It's landing made waves, that nearly flipped over my tiny craft, and sent me screaming and spinning in a mini whirlpool of dark blue waves. 

To put it mildly, I freaked and spent the rest of the trip curled uncomfortably in the corner of my boat, attempting to make myself as small as possible. Being left out in the wide expanse of blue, alone and slightly dizzy, my overactive imagination turned out to be a curse. After an hour of imagining what lived in the murky depths (It had ranged from, Krakens, and Killer sharks, to Sea monkeys, and Sea Dwarfs) the sight of land in the distance almost made me cry in relief.

I scrambled off my boat as soon as it scraped against the dock, and fell to the ground.

"Oh sweet land, with safe people, and nothing scary underneath it!"I moaned in relief hugging the dirt. I probably looked freaky clinging to the dirt and kissing the ground, but people in this town probably had more things to worry about,

like axe handed Marines.

Can't hug the ground forever Fae you've got to find Luffy. Or at least Zoro, It's not like he's going anywhere. I mentally shook myself into action and shakily rose from the ground. My view changed from solid brown earth to a barrage of colors. It was a quaint little town, there were far more people roaming around than there had been at Cloud town, but the place was still no D.C.. Although they did have a giant cake shaped building looming over the town, which probably could have passed as some modern art museum, if it weren't for the cannons and the word Marines emblazoned on it.

Well destination in place let's go. I quipped sarcastically, My bag making a jingling noise as I hoisted it over my shoulder. A couple of people near the docks gave me strange looks, as I began walking towards the tower of pirate doom. They were probably baffled by my strange entrance to the town.

As I walked further towards the center of the town, comforting chatter filled the air, as people went about their daily lives. The street sides were lined with old fashioned looking carts and booths, selling necessities and trinkets. Merchants yelled out the items they had to sell today.

"Tuna, fresh caught East blue Tuna!"

"Get your meats here!"

"Hundred and one flavors of candy, don't miss out!"

After spending so much time alone on the open ocean, even the jostling of busy shoppers, was a welcome and comforting sensation. The whole world seemed brighter now that I was surrounded with the life of the town. Sunlight lit up every inch of the island, except for the looming shadow the marine base cast.

How fitting, and poetic.

I had gotten closer to the Marine base now, and somehow the street had become empty. "Apples get your apples here!" An elderly man, was manning a small cart shaded with a muddy green tarp, it was filled with bright red, juicy looking apples. 

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