The Devil's Grin - A One Piece Fanfic (Snail-like Updates)

Rescue Mission

Hey guys. This chapters a little shorter than my last bunch. But here you go. The pace is going to pick up. At least I hope. Enjoy the chapter

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Nami sat on the Sea Train, Rocket Man, as it rushed after the Puffing Tom that carried Robin closer to her doom. Glancing around the train cart she could see everyone preparing for the battle ahead. Whether it was by checking and rechecking their weapons or mentally psyching themselves for victory, everyone was visibly nervous. She couldn't blame them since the place they was headed was essentially a death sentence for anyone going against the government and marines. 

She felt the eyes of the twins, Kiwi and Moku, on her again and resisted the urge to look at her now exposed Mark. It had began to reveal itself shortly after she had been to late to stop the train Robin was on, luckily Sanji had snuck on board and was planning his own rescue mission. But since then, her Mark had been visible. And she was unable to change its appearance like she had before. Another bad sign mixed with her vision.

"That Mark." Kiwi pointed at her shoulder. "Where did you get it?"

"I got it after joining the crew." Nami answered her without looking at her. Instead she tried to focus on her own weapon that Ussop had made for her, with new upgrades from Sky Island. The thought of Ussop gave her a painful feeling inside. And if her vision was correct, he was in as much danger, if not more, as they were. 

"Does your entire crew have that Mark?" Moku asked glancing over to Zoro who was taking a nap, his Mark on his forehead out in the open. Even Nami was surprised by it since she had never seen it before. It was just common knowledge that everyone in the crew had the Mark. She knew where everyone's Mark was but had not seen them, except Luffy's. Showing your Mark had a personal feeling to it. Like getting naked in front of someone. Of course Luffy was completely oblivious and showed it to anyone who asked, all other times it was hidden.

"We all sold ourselves to D at some point in our lives." Zoro answered, guess he was pretending to sleep. "Us all being in the same crew is his work as well. But we stick together because of bonds we formed ourselves."

"Who's D?" Kiwi and Moku said at the same time.

"A friend to our crew." Nami answered as she tried to hold back the tears and the feeling of wanting to throw up. Each time he came up in conversation her mind was filled with his still form lying there, a pool of blood growing from beneath him. Her mind must hate her because each time the pool seemed even bigger.

"I wonder if Bro knew him to." One of the guys from Franky's gang spoke up. "He has marks like that too. Though they usually look like stars."

"What?!" Nami's head jerked in their direction causing them to jump back slightly.

"Y-yah." The one with shaggy brown hair responded. "The stars on his arms is where they're at. He showed me once a few years ago. Told me if I ever saw someone who had this Mark I could count on them for help in tough situations."

"That's supposed to be the idea." Zoro sighed. "Reality isn't always so nice."

"But you guys are helping us rescue Bro." Moku sounded a little confused.

"Wrong." Zoro opened his eyes and glared at them. "We happen to be on the same train going to the same destination, that's it. If I come across your Bro I'll be sure to give him a special 'greeting'." He unsheathed a blade slightly. "Don't forget the history between our groups isn't friendly."

The Franky gang all gulped and began whispering to each other as Nami looked out the window. She couldn't see Luffy but she knew he was out their riding on the front in the storm. With another glance at her Mark she wondered what he was thinking. When she had found him stuck between two buildings she had blurted out some pretty outrageous things.