Chapter Four: The Starting of a Journey and the Meeting of Allies Part One
(The next two chapters are mainly flashbacks to when you were looking for Luffy. It is during this journey here that you got to meet a few Yanderes.)
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Mihawk felt hot. Rage bubbled within him as he could see his student helplessly within the grasp of a low ranking pirate. He was pissed. Pissed that you were being held captive by the pirate, and that you couldn't doing anything. A shimmer caused him to gaze at the jewelry that hung on your wrists.
He should have taken you back the moment you had put those on.
The swordsman tried to breathe calmly, but it couldn't quite quell the burning rage within him.
How did it ever come to this, really.
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A couple weeks ago...
"Goodbye Master!" Mihawk watched as you waved eagerly at him, sitting on the larger than normal fishing boat. It was packed with all the necessities- food, water, a kitchen, a bathroom- and at this point it didn't feel like a fishing boat. Perhaps Mihawk over did it just a little bit, but it was for a good cause. Your safety will always be his number one priority. A stray wave splashed against the side of the boat, and you screamed, nearly toppling off the edge. Your Master sighed, limbs twitching in nervousness. He would have caught you if you fell, but he knew that he should let yourself be a little bit more independent.
The Greatest Swordsman didn't say this very often, but he was scared. Scared that you were going to die to pirates or some other creature.
He stood at the edge of the island, watching you as you wrestled with the sails. You were definitely going to die, not by pirates, but by your stupidity and clumsiness. Oh right, and your naiveness (is that even a word?). After a painstakingly long time (to which he cringed), you had managed to bring the sails down, and you rushed to the steering wheel.
"Do you have the money I gave you?" he asked before you could leave..
"Yup! It's all in my bag-" You looked around in confusion, seeing that your bag was nowhere in sight. A caw made the two of you look up, and your bag was dropped on your face. Or would have, had you not caught it. You grinned up at your Phoenix friend who settled next to you, towering above you by a couple feet.
Your Master watched as you conversed (somehow) with your Phoenix, a sigh escaping his lips. The Phoenix didn't exactly have a name, so he was mostly referred to as what he was- a phoenix. Phoenix wasn't exactly what you would imagine, unless the phoenix in your mind was seven feet tall, with a wing span of twenty. Honestly, it was a shock when he had kidnapped you that day- god, that day was by far the strangest thing that had ever happened to Mihawk, because that day was the day he had met you.
But that was irrelevant at the moment.
"Goodbye for real, Master! See you next time!" And with that, you were already on the move, commanding the salty water that you hated to your will, sending you away from Kuraigana Island. Phoenix had morphed into a smaller version of himself, nestling on your shoulder, and Mihawk reassured himself you would be fine.
He tried to at least.
He didn't make impulsive decisions. Everything was always planned and calculated beforehand, but when it came to you, everything felt like one. Rushing towards his own boat, he quickly pulled a small slip of paper from his pocket. Your vivre card. In the distance, you were already getting farther away, and he wouldn't be able to find you if he didn't have it. Hopping in his boat, he set sail, sailing after you.
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It had been a few days since you had left Mihawk, and boy had it been a terrible few days. Surrounded by something you feared was certainly not enjoyable. And when you easily got lonely, it made everything a lot worse as everything went by so slowly. You hated being alone, which was why Mihawk usually took you wherever he went. Except for that one time. On that fateful day, he came home to see a nightmare. But he had made sure to help you with your fear, and now you could deal with it a little better. At least you have Phoenix with you now, who was taking a nap on the deck.
In the distance was a small island, and you sighed in relief. No more ocean for you, that was for sure. You stuck your shaky hands into the sea, scrunching up your face at the feeling. Who knows what kinds of fish would love to bite your hand off?
Quickly commanding the waters, you skid across the waters, the island getting bigger by the second.
Land was so much better than the ocean. There weren't any unknown variables, and if you encountered trouble, then you could always deal with it. The ocean, on the other hand, was unpredictable. With strange weather patterns, especially within the Grand Line, it was a miracle that you didn't encounter a storm.
The boat slowed to a stop as you pulled your hands away, fearful when something had brushed against it, and you rubbed it onto a towel you had nearby. You knew you shouldn't be a pirate if you had such a phobia, but you had promised Luffy that you would be his First Mate, but that was before everything had happened. Still, you didn't want to let him down. He was so happy when you consented to it, though a few other males weren't as pleased.
Jumping out of the boat, you slammed yourself into the sand.
"Oh land, how I missed you!" You shot up instantly when you heard a deep chuckle. Quickly dusting yourself off, you met the person who had graced you with their presence. He had bright red hair, reminding you of fire. Goggles rested upon his forehead, indicating that he probably worked in mechanics. On his back was a maroon fur coat, reminding you of a certain flamingo. The most interesting part of him was his purple lips, and that he had no eyebrows.
Overall, he looked familiar.
"Ha..." You chuckled nervously, rubbing the back of your head sheepishly. "I'm not a big fan of the sea..."
He laughed. "And yet here you are. Tell me, what is a beautiful lady like you sailing the seas by herself?"
"I'm just looking for my Captain. I'm taking a small rest on the island."
"You're Captain? Someone as weak looking as you is a pirate? Or are you a marine?" He grinned evilly. "If you are, I might have to kill you."
"I don't think you'll be able to kill me, but I'm a pirate. I used to be a marine, but that doesn't count, does it?" You could see his eyebrows twitch.
He began to stalk closer to you, holding a hand out. You could sense objects being lifted from the ground. "So let me get this straight, you betrayed the marines just so you can be a pirate? And now you have the audacity to claim that you're stronger than me? I bet you don't even have a bounty." The red haired man cackled. "I think I'm going to kill you."
You jumped as objects were launched towards you from behind, and you widened your eyes as one of the items was your backpack. The backpack opened, and a barrage of coins and weapons flew out towards your attacker, who didn't have enough time to dodge. Smacked by coins, and daggers, you gasped as a pool of blood started to form on the ground.
"Oh my gosh, are you okay-"
"Repel." The weapons were all coming for you now. You made an "oh shit" face.
What did you do when you saw them coming for you? You screamed at the top of your lungs of course.
Aichmophobia - fear of sharp objects. Why the fuck were they even in your bag in the first place??? And why were you even training with Mihawk for if you didn't like sharp objects???
Plot Relevance. Duh.
Putting a hand up, sand launched upwards, creating a barrier, protecting you from the barrage. Making a small hole in your barrier, you peaked through, watching the man intently. "Please don't hit me with those... knives. I don't like sharp objects..." Your voice was quiet, and he almost didn't hear you.
But he did.
His mouth parted slightly at your absurd request in the middle of the battle that he started. "What? You just revealed your weakness to your enemy!" he exclaimed.
"Whoops."
"Whoops?! How are you even a pirate?!" He grunted, feeling the pain of his wounds. How did those stuff come out of your tiny backpack anyway? You instantly let your sand wall down, and rushed towards him.
"Oh my gosh you're bleeding! Let me help-"
"Get away from me, you damn woman."
"But I can help you-"
"You're not supposed to help your enemy!" What the fuck was wrong with your head? Who in their right minds helps the enemy?
"But I don't see you as one," you mumbled quietly, as you pressed on one of the tiny knife wounds, your hands glowing a gentle golden hue.
At that moment, Kid realized something.
You were an idiot.
He sighed. "How did you ever become a pirate?" You certainly didn't act like one. At least, acted like him who killed needlessly. You seemed too... what was the word? Naive? Innocent?
"I promised my Captain I would a long time ago."
He made a face. "That was a rhetorical question."
"Well anyways, I'm L/n D. Y/n. It's a pleasure to meet you. You're pretty strong. What Devil Fruit did you eat?" By now, your hands rested on your lap, and the pirate realized that his wounds no longer hurt. Looking down, he saw that they were all gone. What kind of fruit did you posses? He thought you had some sand fruit to manipulate the sand, but now you had healed him with your odd ability. You even had the Will of D in your name. Just what were you?
He gazed into your expectant eyes, and he found himself answering you. "...Eustass Kid. If I tell you mine, will you tell me yours?" God what was he doing? Conversing with you? For all he knew, you could be trying to get information on him. But when he gazed into your eyes, all he could see was your innocence. Kid looked away. There was no way in hell that you would do that.
"Oh. I don't have one."
"...what." The Pirate Captain's mind went blank as he processed your words. "WHAT?!" You jumped at his outburst, and he quickly calmed down. Wait, why was he calming down for you? "Sorry..." And now he was apologizing. "That's impossible. Then what was that display of power with the sand and healing my wounds?"
"Oh, um... I was born with that." From the look on your face, it was obvious you weren't lying, but that was what made this all the more strange. Something about this situation felt familiar to him, but why? Kid was pretty sure he hadn't met you before.
"Really? Can you do anything else?"
"Um.. I can control anything?" you quietly said. It sounded more of a question than a statement.
"Anything?"
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You were now next to Kid, repairing the damage his ship took from a few marine battleships. The wood bent together, and pieces of chipped paint was starting to come back. Kid and his crew stared at your work in astonishment. The ship looked even better than the day they had gotten it, and that was saying something.
Exhausted with your work, you toppled over, and Kid immediately rushed to catch you.
"Ha... Thank you." You leaned against him, too tired to move. The red haired pirate stiffened as you did so, not used to the contact. When he hooked up with girls, they were never someone innocent like you, and he felt that making some sexual remark was something you probably wouldn't understand. He faced his best friend, practically begging him to help him with his situation. Killer merely shook his head, amused.
"Oi. Get off of me." He roughly pushed you off, causing you to stumble to the ground. Killer shook his head in disappointment at his captain's choice of action, walking over to you.
"Sorry," you mumbled in response, before a hand was in your face. You looked up to see a large, muscular masked man, with wild long blond hair reaching down to his thighs. You eyed the hand before smiling brightly, gently grabbing hold of it as he pulled you up with little effort. You grinned up at him, and gave him a big hug- or a small one in your case as there was a clear size difference between the two of you.
You hugged Mihawk and Doflamingo, so you didn't see what was wrong with hugging him.
He froze. Why were you hugging him? He thought for sure that you were scared of him when you were staring at his hand. He wouldn't blame you, you were so innocent compared to himself. He who had killed many, and still do to this day. And with his mask and bulky features, he was intimidating. Hesitantly, he let his hand go to your back, patting you softly, fearing that he may hurt you. He caught Kid's slightly annoyed expression, and Killer reluctantly let go.
You were warm. Different.
"Thank you- Ah!" You yelped as your wrist was grabbed by Kid. He dragged you towards the market, and you confusedly followed him, not before waving back to his crew to the Pirate Captain's displeasure.
Killer frowned underneath his mask as you were dragged away. Something tugged in his chest as you waved goodbye, and it felt... warm and pleasant, and yet watching you leave sent a small aching pain in his chest. Why did he feel this way? Was he worried for your safety? You were most likely not going to be killed by his best friend, that was certain, especially how possessive Kid was acting at the moment.
Possessive... He felt a small twist in his stomach. Was he feeling jealous? Of Kid?
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"So... where are we going Kid?" The said male felt his face warm at the sound of your voice saying his name.
"I'm going to get you something in return of your service." You widen your eyes in surprise, starting to protest, but was cut off by a stern glare.
"Thank you!" You felt so happy and excited. Talking to people other than Mihawk and Doflamingo was certainly fun. Or maybe you just met cool people. You had to admit, you were nervous when you first saw Kid, but he wasn't so bad! In a way, he reminded you of Doflamingo. He always gave you wonderful gifts, despite your protests. You were truly blessed. You kept quiet as Kid lead you down the stalls, each one, you noticed, getting more costly than the last.
"Uh... Kid?" You were starting to get worried how expensive this was going to be.
"What?"
"What exactly are you getting me?"
"You'll see." After a little bit more walking, he paused, turning his head to look at you. Releasing your wrist, he pushed you to a jewelry stand. You stood there in shock. Everything was so expensive...
"Why don't we go look somewhere that's uh... not so expensive?" Kid paid you no attention as he hummed, looking at the jewelry. He paused at two matching bracelets, composed of valuable metals and gems giving it a rainbow glow. It was beautiful, just like you.
"I'll take this one."
After he paid for the bracelets (he'll steal the money back later), he slid the bracelets on your wrists. He chuckled at your awestruck face, holding your wrists to get a closer look.
"Wow..." You gave Kid a hug, to which he instantly reciprocated. "Thank you." You released him, and grabbed your bag. Selecting a sheet of paper, you grabbed it as it materialized, and you ripped a piece off. Scribbling your name on it, you handed it to Kid as the two of you made it to your boat, which was now moved to where his boat was.
"What is this?"
"Oh, right. This is a Vivre card. It's completely waterproof and fireproof, and it will always point to me. It's also known as the "paper of life", which shows my life force. You won't find this stuff in the Grand Line. They're only manufactured in the New World."
Kid's jaw dropped. "You've been to the New World?! Does that mean you and your Captain-"
"No, my Captain hasn't made it to the Grand Line yet." You already what he was going to say next, so you continued. "The reason why I was in the Grand Line was because I had to do training with my Master. I get occasional visits from Doflamingo, and he takes me back to his Kingdom."
Kid made a "what the fuck" face. "You know one of the Warlords?! Who the heck is your Master?"
"Uh... Mihawk?" Kid looked like he practically just died from shock. "H-Hey? Please don't die on me." You shook him slightly.
He couldn't believe it. You? Someone weak looking like you knew two of the Seven Warlords (and possibly more) and even trained under one of them! You mentioned you used to be a marine- which meant that you held valuable information, including the skill sets and tactics of the Marines. Perhaps you even had information concerning the Admirals. You had to be one of the most important person in the world, and yet he swore he never saw a bounty for your head.
"Tch, I wouldn't die so easily." He paused, wondering what question he wanted asked first. "Shouldn't there be a bounty on your head? You betrayed the Marines, right?" You gave him a look of confusion.
"I never betrayed the Marines."
"You said you used to be a Marine. Obviously you would have to betray them to be a pirate."
"Really? I just asked Gran- I mean Garp if I could be a pirate, and he said yes." You thought back to that day. He didn't seem that surprised by request, considering the fact that his other grandchildren wanted to be pirates too.
"Yo-you.. what kind of life are you even living?"
"A very exciting one?"
"Don't play dumb with me!" As the two of you laughed, you both failed to notice the pair of golden eyes following you, eyes narrowed.
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Kid gazed off into the distance, staring at the place where you had left. Clutching the Vivre card in his hand, he recalled the last words that you had spoken to him.
"Until we meet again, Eustass Kid, Killer! Make sure you don't lose the paper! It is a sign of our friendship!"
He huffed, grinning slightly. "Friendship, huh?"
"Captain." Kid glared at the person who ruined his me time. It was one of his crew, and he looked rather shocked.
"What is it," he grumbled, getting pissed by the second.
"You need to come see this." Kid shoved the paper in his pocket, and followed the man down into the ship. His subordinate stopped in front of a wall where everyone had been gathered, all adorning looks of horror and shock. The red haired man shoved his way, to what was causing all the commotion, and when he saw it, he too was in disbelief.
That symbol. Everyone knew that symbol. It was the mark of an old legend.
He cursed. Why did it take him so long to realize?! The legend had been engraved into the minds of children since the dawn of time! It should be second nature to him! He ran his hand along the smooth grooves. A dragon intertwined with a phoenix to create a yin-yang.
It was the mark of the Ancient Ones.
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You panted, exhausted. Drying your hands on a towel, you laid on the deck. You didn't remember commanding the oceans taking this much energy out of you. Putting your hand up to the sky, you stared at the bracelet on your wrist. You didn't want to lose it, nor the other one on your other hand. You tugged on it, but it wouldn't budge. You made a frustrated face as you tried again.
You shook as realization dawned upon you.
It was stuck.
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Author's Note:
Help me. I keep writing Kid's personality like Bakugo's. I suck at maintaining any character's personality...