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With the idea of this devil's fruit, you hoped would bring a change. At first the doubts and fear were there. Slowly they began to fade. Gripping your hook into the rock with clenched teeth. Hoisting your body up, pinning the other hook somewhere above your head. Climbing your way to the top. Air getting thicker with each movement. Your scarf slipped back down to your neck. Mouth open to pant loud. Grasp for air at the difficulties.

What a fool you found yourself making this journey for a devil's fruit you've heard about. The specifics of the abilities a mystery. No one had dared to reach for it or died trying. Reaching a thin platform of rock on your way, you climbed to it. Eyes reaching up to the edge. Widening with an icy gasp.

A skeleton covered in powdered snow sat against the back of the mountain. Jaw open. This was their final resting place. Someone who didn't completed the journey. Moving a skelety leg aside for space, you crawled up. Rolling onto your back. Chest rising and falling with intensity. You needed a few moments of rest.

Just a minute to collect yourself. Turning your head, you stared at the skeleton. Their presence enough to make you push through. Eventhough your body was begging for long rest. To sit comfortably and not leave for quite some time.

The skeleton was a reminder that you couldn't linguer long. To achieve your goal, you needed to move forwards. Pulling yourself up with loud groans by your hooks. Ignoring the aching in your muscles. The throbbing in your head and the sharpness in your throat. Taking a lot of effort to continue your journey.

Pinning hook after hook in the rock. Trying to steady your breathing with the movement of the hooks. Panicking wouldn't do you any good. Certainly now the air grew heavier. Weighing down on your shoulders. Puffing loud, you released your hook from the rock. A strong wind kicking up. Giving you a hard push to the side. Hanging onto your ownly hook attached to the mountain.

Breathing intensifying, desperately trying to keep your grip. The downfall would be awfully long and agonizing. A fall no one surely would survive. With one, two, three attempts you managed to set your hook in the rock once more. Muscles aching for how much energy you had to put in. "This better be worth it." You grunted out.

Making your way to the icy top. Reaching over the edge as the wind seemed to have cooled down. Pulling yourself up, you rolled over, laying flat on your back. Panting loudly at the icy shards of pain in your lungs. Skies surprisingly bluer than what you'd imagine. At last you dared yourself to give some time to recover.

Not too much for you feared your muscle aches would be unbearable. Setting your hand down, you rolled over to your side. Elbow down to help you up. Gawking at the small shrine. Paper notes blowing almost ever still at the wind.

Moving your hand out, you felt there was a lack of air circulation. Carefully stepping up to the shrine. Moving to open the panels at both sides with trembling hands. Hoping your dreams wouldn't be shattered. Mesmorized, you moved the panels aside. Revealing a small bonsai tree. From the thick brange, hanging a plump blue fruit. Bubbly like a blueberry. Tears streamed down your face from relief.

You had reached it. You had reached the devil's fruit. Plucking it from the branch, it fitted right into your palm. Before anything else could spoil your victory, you took a bite. The taste airy and almost tasteless. With two more bites, the devil's fruit was eaten. Then the pain in your stomach came, making you reach for it.

Something bubbling up your throat. Surprising yourself with a loud burp. A burp that made you fling back. Drop down, rolling over yourself to a firm stop. Laughing loud, you sat yourself back up. Noticing your hands, you faced them down. Blue lines going upwards to your arms.

Checking everywhere, you found out, they ran down your legs as well. Blue arrows pointing at your feet and hands. An arrow had also appeared on your forhead. Getting up to your feet, you could sense the circulation of the air. Almost thick enough to be manipulated.

Pushing your fists down, you flung up. Arms swaying in the air, making your way back down. Screaming with laughter. Hands down, it slowed your crashing down. Smiling mischieviously, you were going to like how to get down from the mountain.

The devil's fruit had nestled for almost a year now within you. Over the course of time you learned all about your abilities to manipulate air. It had helped you many times out of tricky situations. Despite all that, you found yourself in one of the cells. Low-life marieners had surrounded you. Kidnapping you in your sleep.

The cowards. Mariners on a small island that had perhaps had their first real arrest in forever. All younglings with little to no experience. You had to admit the cells were cosy. The chains your hands were bound in above your head could perhaps be changed. To be fair it wasn't that bad. They brought you food and were lousy card players.

You were expecting them for another game of cards, but they seemed to be staying away. Occupying yourself, you blew a strand of hay in the air. Keeping it up with each puff of air from afar. The hay dartling and dancing on the waves of your breath. Upon hearing the lock turn, heavy door opening creakingly, the strand of hay fell down.

Perking your eyebrow up at the bickering coming from the door. "This is outragous!" A young man called out. "You just had to push them didn't you." A woman's voice intervened with a loud sigh. Sparking with interest, you lifted your chest up. Trying to have a better look at who was coming. Two mariners dragged a wet boy by his arms.

He got tossed into the cell before yours. The girl behind him, pulled her arm free from the mariners grip. With a huff and her chin up, she walked into the same cell. Three more men bundled up in their cell. Locked in. "I want a re-match!" The youngman called out, trying to stick his cheeks between the bars.

Straw hat, slightly pushed back on his head. "Just knock it off Luffy." One of the other boys said in frustration. Luffy, pouted his lips. Gaze suddenly falling on you. "Hi." You greeted with a gesture of your hand. "Hi!" He responded back with a wide smile. "I'm Luffy!" He introduced himself. "Y/n." You responsed. "Looks like you took a dive." Gesturing at his wet cloths.

His expression faltered with furrowed brows. "They surprised me! Bloody mariners!" Muttering out. "Me too." You gasped out. "That was your own fault." A voice came from behind him. "No it's not Sanji." Luffy bit back over his shoulder. Another man came by Luffy's side. Sliding an arm over him.

"I'm sorry if he is bothering you." The youngman pitched in. "That's alright." You answered. "I've been getting bored anyways." Flicking your wrist so a few strands of hay swirled in the air. That seemed to have sparked their interest as all five of them were glued to the bars now. "How…how did you do that?" A boy with goggles asked.

The girl giving him a slap against the back of his head. "Devil's fruit, obvsioulsy Usopp." Sighing out. "Right…" Usopp muttered out. "Nice tattoos." Your gaze falling on the boy with green hair. His arms crossed, admiring them from afar. "Thank you, came with the ability." You answered with a sense of proudness.

"I've got a devil's fruit too!" Luffy called out. "Yeah." Sanji responded unamused, pushing his straw hat down to block his vision. Luffy groaned loud, pushing his straw hat back. Shooting a glare at the blonde boy. "So you can make hay fly?" The girl asked, making you laugh loud.

"Oh, I can do more than that. I can manipulate air." Explaining to them. Usopp brushed his hands down his arms. "Do you think I'd look cool with tattoos, like hers?" Mumbling to himself. Zoro shaking his head with a roll of his eyes. "They look good on her, on you not so much." Sanji commented with a pat on his back.

Usopp scrunching his nose in displease. "Your tattoos are the best. I wish I had tattoos with my devil's fruit." Luffy answered with pouty lips. Seeing how enthousiastic they were about it made you laugh. "I'd love to demonstrate more, but…" Moving your wrists in the chains. Zoro moved a finger up, psuhing Luffy a bit out of the way.

"I can fix that." Pulling out a pin from a hidden place. Kneeling down to pick the lock. "We'll be there in no time, Y/n!" Luffy called out, waving with his hat. The lock dropped, Zoro pushing the door slowly open. All of them walked out. Zoro moved to your cell, picking the lock.

Luffy came leaning against the bars of your cell. "Are you already in a crew?" He asked, arms crossed. "Luffy." Zoro muttered to him. Luffy waved his comment away. "No…" You responded wary of his intentions. "How'd you like to join ours?" Lock dropping in Zoro's hand at that time. "I won't protest to another girl joining the crew." Nami called out, moving her hand up.

"Yeah, she has cool tattoos." Usopp added, looking cluelessly back at the intentions of Sanji's expression. Sanji rolling his eyes at him. Zoro moved to your chains, picklocking them. "Don't feel pressured at all. You can say no if you like." He told you, keeping his voice low. Shrugging your shoulders, you weren't sure.

"You seem like a fun lot. I could use a bit of fun." You replied with a smile. Finally feeling your wrist free. Zoro helped you up your feet. "So, how are we getting out without alerting the marine?" Usopp questioned. "Jailbreak!" Luffy called out, fist up. Nami and Sanji shushing him to be quiet.

"Watch and learn." You said, loosening up your fingers. Stepping out of the cell, you clasped your hands together. A strong gush of wind, knocked the door right out of it's hinges. Luffy fanboying in the background. Mariners rushed in. Barely able to fight back as you surprised them with your air.

Letting them swirl in the air. Knocking them against each other. Unconsiously they dropped down. Within the minute, it was over. "Awesome." Usopp breathed out in wonder. Following the crew, stepping over the mariners up to your new adventures.

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