Blue and Red phoenixes

Chapter 4

Ace was now commander for the past year, and he was enjoying his breakfast while watching the first mate's abs, something he was doing more and more. Hey, don't judge him how can he stop to look at this art, because yeah, this muscular body with this tattoo, was art. Marco was just too irresistible.

"Hey, Marco, a call for you" he is told by handing him a denden mushi. Ace, in front of him, raised a questioning eyebrow, while continuing to eat.

"Marco, speaking"

"It's been a while Blue"

"Red, why are you calling me?" behind him, some crew's members seemed excited, eager to follow the conversation. The second commander was lost to the other's behavior.

"Just wanted to tell you that we will arrive soon"

"Who is this we? Pops knows?"

"That me and Ray, and yes the old man knows, I suppose that he doesn't tell you"

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Ace looked at Marco when he answered at the call, the younger commander saw the elder's smile when the woman was speaking. Maybe his girlfriend, he sighed at his thoughts. Before being depressed, he decided to just ask Thatch who this Red was. The fourth commander was surprised by the question but smiled widely.

"Frankly, I don't want to spoil you, so I will just tell you one thing, Marco and Ann are fundamentally the same. Oh, and you will love her, I'm sure." And that it, Thatch just stood up and left the galley letting Ace in the vagueness. Seriously, he'll just leave it like that, without giving me any more information! Ace just devoured angrily his meal, he decided to just ask Marco when he has finished his call. And of course, Marco didn't stay, as soon his call was finished, he left the galley to distribute chores.

It was lunch, Marco seemed excited, who that was odd for him. Ace looked at him while he waited the moment when food would be served.

Their brother, who was in watch duty, entered in hurry. "Striker in approach" The first mate was leaving as soon as the name Striker was pronounced. Very odd, Ace was really perplexed. Who was this Striker and who was Red? It seemed that the only way to know was to follow him. Ace stood up.

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In the deck, a few of the news members, including the spades pirates, looked at the same point. A small boat approached, his sail was hoisted, a column of fire behind it.

Namur dived in the water. The boat stopped, Ace saw the commander spoke to the persons who was in it. The fire, which was off, suddenly returned but it was different. Ace's eyes widened when he saw why.

A phoenix, a fucking phoenix, was flying towards them. That not fucking possible, only Marco can be a phoenix. But this one was different of Marco's phoenix form.

First this thing was bigger than Marco

Second the colors were different, this one had really the colors of fire, red and gold, instead of black and blue.

Third the aura they radiated. Marco's aura was gentle, benevolent, the other's was far more aggressive but Ace had the impression that it was more a warning than a threat.

The bird landed on the rail, immediately it transformed. In its place, a woman was there. She had long blue hairs gathered in braid. Her golden eyes glowed in the daylight. She wore a large t-shirt, when the wind blew, it flattened the t-shirt against her, emphasizing her muscular body. Her swimsuit's top was visible under it. Her short was barely noticeable because of her shirt.

Ace stopped his observation, when the newcomer, just jumped of the rail to Marco's arms.

"Blue, it's been so long" She said hugging the first mate, who was wearing a large smile while he returned her hug. The jealousy raised in Ace. How dare she?

"Geez sis, you want to break my bones or what?" Sis? This woman is his sister! yes! Yes! YEEEEEESSS!!!!!

They separated after a while, but Marco kept her in his arms. She put her hands to each side of his face and looked in his blue eyes. Ace doesn't know what she searched but she seemed pleased with whatever she saw.

The only thing that completely separated them was Whitebeard's arrival. Marco had just the time to let go his sister, before she was snatched to him.

Pops hugged her tightly until she had difficulty to breath

"Pops, I ... can't .... breath" She said trying to take air. The old man finally let her go. "You know, I'm happy to see you, you don't have to squeeze me to death"

"You should have come before" He smiled ruffling her hairs. "Where is the little guy?"

"With Namur, he was asleep, I didn't want to wake him up" She looked to his boat, who was towing by Namur. It's at that moment that she saw Ace. It must be said that he stood out with his lack of shirt, his bright orange cowboy hat, his mercury eyes, his freckles. He looks like..., she hesitated but she conserved her composure. She whistled "Damn Pops, you could have warned me about the new cutie"

"You better don't call me that again if you don't want to burn" Ace answered her, inflaming his hand. Because seriously I'm not a 'cutie'!!

She smirked "You can try but I don't think you will success" She continued to smile. The two of them gauging each other during a moment, Ann stretched her hand to shake his.

Fire sprang of their intertwined hands. These flames were the same than Ace's.

"Sorry, it's seemed that my fire like you" Ann smiled leisurely "Name's Ann"

"Ace" He answered her.

Ann froze. Ace? Maybe he is..., he looks like her, it's possible...

"Hey, are you okay? You seemed lost for some second" Ace had agitated his hand in front of her eyes.

"Was your mother's name Rouge?" Ann asked before she can stop herself. Ace meanwhile was stunned, he never had thinking that someone might recognized him as Rouge's son.

"Yes, she was" He just answered, he doesn't know what added.

"Geez, I wanted to be certain. It sure that you have grown up, she would have been so proud that you had her eyes, and her freckles" She babbled with a fond smile. She seemed genuinely happy to see him, but Ace was confused by her speech.

"You knew my mother" Ace said astonished

"Of course, I know her, she saved my life, I sailed with her for a while matter of fact"

The second commander blinked a few times. My mother was a pirate. What. The. Fuck. Never he would had guessed that.

Namur finally arrived with the boat. A boy aged of about fifteen got on board, while Ace and Ann get to meet each other. His green eyes were sleepy, his blond hairs a mess. He finally snapped awake when Whitebeard called him "Ray!!"

"Gramps!" He smiled and then the adolescent was in a hug that could break bones, he just smiled widely at Marco for greeting " Hi uncle Marco"

"Hey Ray, you have grown up again yoi" Marco remarked.

"Yeah twentyish since the last time, Mom thinks that I'll be as tall than you two"

Marco was about to speak when louds grumbles resonated, he turned to the source to saw Ann et Ace clutched their stomach.

"What. I'm starving"

"It's a good thing that lunch is ready" The fourth commander finally made his entry, under two appreciative looks.

"Thatch, my favorite man" Ann exclaimed, ignoring Marco's grunt.

"You always say that when I bring food"

"Not my fault if your food is delicious" She told him, then she turned to Ace "You have certainly a lot of questions, what to say about eat first and I answer you after?" She smiled when the younger nodded "Good, now food" She took him by the arm to bring him into the galley.