Fighting For Falling- One Piece fanfiction

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“Success and failure are two of the hardest things in life

To deal with,”- Urbach (my World History/ Sociology teacher)

Olie

One Piece Season 5

      Once we got back to our house we met up with the rest of their crew which was only three more. One a ginger haired girl, the other a raven haired girl with piercing blue eyes and the last was this funky looking guy with a long nose and he claimed to be the Captain of the Straw Hat Pirates.

      Our house is more like a little cottage with 2 stories and an attic. I live in the attic. This may sound shocking considering I am Nate’s favorite but there are too many spiders for Caroline to handle. So we had to switch. We live a little way far out of town, our white cobblestone house rests on a hill where you can get a whole skyline of the island. First walking in you enter our little living area with little wicker furniture, light blue walls, dark hard wood floors, with some areas there lay Persian rugs, and on the walls pictures of me when I was younger winning a lot of past championships for fighting. There’s a loveseat, a longer couch, and a matching wicker seat to go together with our living room. In correct places there are some end tables and coffee tables. To the right is a wall and if you keep on going there’s a little hallway before the carpet stair case which is Nate’s room. On the left is where the living room is and behind that is a bathroom, and then after the stair case is the tiny little yellow area we have to eat with a table that suits four comfortably. Near the table is a small fire place that we never use considering its summer most of the time here. And then to the right is our little green kitchen, with the stainless steel refrigerator, and matching stove. There are at least two grey marble clear counter-top areas for cooking, and the rest is a sink or filled with cooking utensils. The entire house is dark wood flooring, minus- the rooms, and the stair cases. When I was younger I used to think that the samurai katanas, Nate held up on the walls were cool, but when I learned I am not as good as a swordsmen I should be I thought katanas were dumb for the rest of my life.

      So we pretty much just sat in the back patio lit a bon fire and listened to all of their crazy pirate adventure stories while Sanji cooked.

      “Wow, that’s interesting you guys actually were able to get past Logue Town with Smoker?” Nate wondered thinking back when him and Captain Smoker from the Marines used to be good friends, “He wanted Olie to join the Marines,” Nate laughed at the thought of me joining the Marines. He then looked over towards me, “Sorry Olie, I can’t ever see you being a Marine,”

      I laughed agreeing, “Neither can I don’t worry,”

      The ginger haired girl then asked, “Why did Mihawk leave his children with you?”

      Simply answering Nate went, “I honestly think he just didn’t want to take care of them, and thought I would train Olie to his full capabilities. And I did. Olie has been the only one on the island who can take me down.”

      “You’re that strong?” Luffy wondered at Nate.

      Nate got up and walked over towards Luffy, “When you’ve been surrounding yourself with fighting for most of your life, you learn a lot from other fighters, and just from personal experience.” Nate walked right behind Luffy and pressed down on his shoulder in a certain pressure point. I used to remember Nate doing this to me when I was a kid and it would make your arm go completely numb for a couple of seconds then go back. But that only happens if you do it right.

      “Ahh,” Luffy exclaimed as his arm flopped down. “That’s cool,”

      Nate just laughed to himself, “You’re going be a good man Monkey D. Luffy,”