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

Ohara: First Meeting

Robin was on her way home after spending a few hours with Saul. They had spent so much time laughing together that she hadn't even noticed that it was already evening. Not only that, but earlier the archeologists had thrown a celebration for her for passing the entrance exam marking the beginning of her existence as an archeologist. All in all it had been an amazing day. Much better than her birthday the day before.

Robin paused in her thoughts and steps as she heard a strange noise in the woods. Scanning her surroundings, she grew confused as the sound drew closer and she was able to pinpoint what it was. It was the sound of a waterfall. But that shouldn't be the case since their island only had a couple waterfalls and none was near her location. But before she could investigate further the sound stopped.

"Stand still!" A female voice shouted surprising her. Even looking around, she couldn't find the source of the voice.

"Take him Cur!" The voice shouted and robins eyes widened as the sound returned, only much closer. In fact, it was close enough she saw the source as blasts of water shot through the forest. Fear gripped her as the blasts grew closer, in between each one she could grasp the level of destruction left in their wake. The sound of rushing water hit her ears blocking out all other sound as a blast passed in front of her creating a momentary wall of destructive white and blue. Her ears ringing from the thundering sound, her mind registered the danger she was in seconds too late as the roar returned. This time coming from the side. She turned to run only to freeze as a white and blue halo filled her vision and her mind shut down in her panic. The last thing she thought was Who would take care of Saul?

As her sight was blinded a black blur came at her from the corner of her eye. Her body became weightless suddenly and she was filled with a calm feeling. Maybe this was what people meant when they said someone died peacefully. She was a little sad though since she hadn't been able to meet her mother yet.

"Open your eyes kiddo." A male voice chuckled from extremely close to her. "Your not dead yet."

Instantly she opened her eyes to look into the strangest eyes she had ever seen in her life. She found it hard to breath as those star filled globes shifted and whirled about. It was the most beautiful sight she had ever seen.

"You don't need to hold so tight." The voice chuckled as she jumped slightly. "The cloak says you've got a death grip on it."

"Ah." She let go of the clothe she hadn't even noticed she was holding onto.

"Thanks a bunch." He chuckled as he moved her downward a bit. She hadn't noticed he was holding her either. "He gets claustrophobic when he's bunched up like that."

"Who?" She managed to ask. She felt rather stupid that that was the only thing she managed to say. She was supposed to be an archeologist, questions were in her blood.

"Cloak." The man lifted the cloak up. Only he hadn't? She could clearly feel him holding her with both arms, bridal style. Did he maybe have a devil fruit that gave him power over clothe?

"Crap! Nose itches!" The man wiggled his nose before scratching it with his left hand. The hand that was still holding her!? "Ahh that's better." He sighed.

"How did you do that?!" Her voice squeaked slightly before she could recover and ask in a more normal voice. "Were you born with more than two arms?"

"I might have been." He shrugged. "Not entirely sure because I changed alot during those first few days. Can't even remember half the crazy things I did or had." He chuckled before tilting his head to the side. "Probably more than half."

"How did you move your cloak without touching it?" She asked as said cloak began tapping his shoulder and pointing into the woods.

"He's always done his own thing. Sometimes I don't get what goes through his mind." He shrugged as if a moving cloak was normal. Or talking like a cloak had its own personality for that matter. Maybe he had a devil fruit that let him bring things to life. Or maybe he stole people's souls and put them in objects!