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(Will not write NSFW, but suggestive is acceptable.)

The Hearts are Blind - one piece x reader

Strawhat Pirates

Monkey D. Luffy

Roronoa Zoro (2)

Vinsmoke Sanji

Kidd Pirates

Eustass Kidd (1)

Killer (1)

Heart Pirates

Trafalgar D. Water Law (5)

Donquixote Rosinante (Corazon)

Other Pirates

Akagami no Shanks (2)

Marco(1)

Portgas D. Ace (2)

Sabo

Dracule Mihawk (3)

Platonic & Cute — NO romance

Tony Tony Chopper (1)



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This story will continue on my Wattpad since I get more readers there, but also since I didn’t want to keep changing the format to fit tumblr and Wattpad at the same time.

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Picture below is for reference. This is a Bardiche. It's a polearm weapon that's like a spear but slightly different. The Bardiche y/n uses is identical to this one, but you can picture it however you like. For convenience you'll find me referring to it as a spear often.

Y/n landed on her butt for the third time today.

“Ow…” she rubbed the sore spot as she stood up.

“You’re an alright sparring partner, but you’re lacking.” Mihawk speaks.

“Way to put it bluntly.” She deadpans as she clutches her staff.

“That staff is very durable, where did you get it?” Mihawk asks.

“It’s not a staff, it’s a Bardiche.” She glanced at it. “I found it on an uninhabited island we stopped at. When we were looking for a place to rest, I found a cave. It was just…standing there.”

“Standing?” The swordsman raised a brow.

“Yeah, it's hard to believe, but I took it. I needed an upgrade from my old spear. I was getting too strong for it.” She answers.

“Let’s try again. You gave me some type of challenge.” Mihawk seemed to be reasoning with himself at this point.

Y/n was getting frustrated with the gap between them. ‘Should I use… no, it’s too risky. I haven’t mastered it.’ She started contemplating something.

Mihawk saw this and decided to pull her out of her thoughts, throwing a slash at her.

She narrowly dodged it, turning back to a sword inches from her face.

‘Yeah, screw this, I’ll do it.’

Her forearms were encased in black, Bardiche parrying the sword ever so slightly before she punched Mihawks abdomen, her arms going back to normal.

He stumbled for a moment before regaining balance and stood there in shock.

“What?” She sweatdropped.

“You didn’t tell me you had color of arms.” He answered. “Why didn’t you use it earlier?”

“I haven’t mastered it… I can’t control it for long…” she paused encasing her arms again before they return a second later. “As you can see.”

He stood there for a moment, seeming to be thinking about something.

Y/n slowly lost herself in her thoughts.

‘What is he thinking about?’

‘It’s about me isn’t it…’ she looked at his Yoru

‘Is he mad?’ She glanced at his face.

‘It’s kind of hot.’ Y/n noticed how much she was sweating.

‘He’s kind of hot.’ Her eyes glanced at the sweat droplets rolling down his chest.

‘Wait- what?!’ Y/n covered her face, scolding herself.

“Y/n.”

“Hm? Oh, yeah?” She calmed herself down.

“I would like to train you.”

…

“Huh?! That’s so sudden!” She gaped.

“I’ve thought about it. Haki can’t be bad, just untrained.” He explained.

“Yeah but…” she mumbled

“It’s also possible that you have other types of haki. When did you obtain it?”

“My friend Hina helped me out.” Y/n started thinking to herself.

—————

Hina is her good friend. She’s also her senior, a Captain, Much stronger than the commander. Hina not only took a liking to y/n’s character, but was filled with joy that she’d met another female marine officer. There aren’t very many.

—————

“Captain Hina?” Mihawk guessed.

“You know her?” The commander was surprised.

“I read the newspaper, I’ve never met her.”

“I see.” She paused. “Well, I’ll gladly learn from you. But do you think I’ll master it before the meeting?”

“That depends on you. Do you think you can do it, y/n?”

The (h/c) haired thought for a moment.

—————

Ana’s voice rang in her head.

“Y/n, you need to be more confident in yourself. And your looks.”

—————

“Yeah. I can do it.” She ignored the last part of what her sister said.

“Good.” He smirked.

Y/n started realizing just how handsome the Spanish Swordsman was, his smirk bringing some heat to her cheeks.

—————

As they sparred, y/n seemed to gain control over color of arms. Mihawk was on the offensive though, and she was struggling on the defense.

It was difficult when she kept glancing at his countenance, the sun kissing it.

“You’re tense.” He snapped her out of her daze.

“Oh, sorry.”

“Don’t be sorry, just focus.” He sneaked a kick from below.

She jumped onto him, finally finding an opening.

She swerved and tried to throw him over her shoulder, but he just pulled her wrist. She fell towards the ground, pulling him with her.

Thud.

“Oops.” She giggled as she opened her eyes.

Not a second later she went silent, her eyes widening. She was laying underneath Dracule, her grasp on his chest as he trapped her between his arms. His face was inches away.

Y/n prayed that her mask hid her tomato-red face. Unfortunately, it didn’t cover the bottom half of it.

Hawkeyes stared into her eyes for a moment before he smirked. “Your face is a little red. Are you alright?”

“Yeah, I’m fine!” She looked away. From him.

‘His eyes are like magnets! Why do I keep looking at them?’ She glanced at said Hawkeyes.

He got up and offered her a hand, which she hesitantly accepted.

“That’s enough for today. You’ve progressed.” He walked towards the mansion.

“Really?” She beamed.

“You’ve gained more control over your haki.” He glanced at her face.

Y/n quietly pumped her fist in the air until she noticed his gaze on her. She covered her face in embarrassment.

“I’m hungry. Let’s go make dinner.” She speed-walked to the mansion door.

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It was blurry as y/n opened her eyes. Laughter filled the air.

"HAHAHA! ACE! STOP TICKLING ME!!"

Her vision seemed to clear slightly.

"You shouldn't have pissed me off! Hey, Sabo come help me!"

Y/n turned her head in the direction of the commotion.

"...Sabo?" She reached out to nothing.

Suddenly it cleared. She could see that she was in the forest from her childhood, but the boys are nowhere to be seen, nor heard.

"Y/n?" Sabo touched her shoulder.

She shot her head around.

'Oh. It's a dream.' she smiled at the boy.

"I was looking for you. Come on, I'm gon-" Sabo encouraged before y/n grabbed his wrist.

'A cruel dream.' She thought.

"I missed you, Sabo." tear filled her eyes. "I wish you were still alive." She shut her eyes.

She didn't get a response. Just a hug.

Only, the hug was not from a boy, but a much bigger, adult-like figure.

She shot her eyes open. She couldn't see his face, but the man had familiar blonde hair, with a familiar hat on his head.

"I'm still alive, y/n. You just need to..."

She started getting dizzy.

"...Wake me up."

—————

"Wake up." Something nudged her arm.

She lifted her head, facing a pair of legs. Making their way up, her eyes spotted a familiar Spanish swordsman.

"Ah, hello Hawkeyes." She put her head down again.

Wait...

"HAWKEYES—" she screeched as she realized she was talking to the warlord. Unfortunately, her scrambling was futile as she was hanging onto a floating barrel in the middle of the ocean.

Mihawk grabbed her arm before she fell into the ocean.

"Not as graceful as I heard, commander." He pulled her up onto his coffin boat.

"Wha..." she sat up looking around.

"Where's my..." then the memories flooded into her mind.

"It seems you already know. How did you end up here?" The man sat in his chair.

"I was escorting Saint Charlos and— wait why are you helping me?" she paused

"Are you not grateful?"

"No, I am! It's just... I've seen you at HQ a couple of times and you don't seem like the sympathetic type." She nervously laughed.

"Hm. Well, it's not every day you see a marine commander stranded out at sea. On a barrel." He replied.

'Something tells me I just got him on a good day...'

"Thank you for helping me." She took off her coat and squeezed the water out. "You can drop me off anywhere."

"I'm going home." He cleared his throat.

...

"HUH?" She gaped at him.

"You can either join me or sink here. I'm not wasting any more time at sea." He explained.

She opened her mouth to protest, but his face was very stoic. It was clear he was dead set on his decision.

"Fine." She sighed.

"I'll just call gram..." she reached into her coat and pulled out a damaged den-den mushi.

She and Mihawk stared blankly at it for a moment before she cleared her throat.

"So where's your house?" She acted as if nothing happened.

he chuckled to himself in amusement.

—————

...

"This...Forest Is a bit gloomy isn't it?" she followed behind him as they tread the trail.

"It's not gloomy." He replied.

"Yeah? It's as gloomy as it can—" A humandrill charged at her before she kicked it.

"—as it can get." she sweatdropped as she looked at the now unconscious opponent.

Mihawk only glanced at this as he continued his path.

"Hey! Wait up!" She chased him.

And then she stopped. Y/n gaped at the massive mansion that was before her.

"Are you goth?" She asked rhetorically.

"No." He walked towards the entrance.

The girl grumbled at the serious response and then followed behind. It was as huge on the inside as it was on the outside, all she could do was stare.

"If you're done gawking, you can explain to me how you got stranded in the first place." The swordsman hung his coat on the coat rag.

"First I gotta figure out how to get back to headquarters." She sat in an armchair. "Why are you so interested anyway?"

"I'll tell you if you tell me what happened to you." He walked over to her, gesturing his hand. "But before that,"

She cocked her head at his gesture.

"I suggest you change."

'Ah, he's gesturing at my soaking wet clothes.' she thought to herself.

'Wait.' She realized it was cold, and held herself as she shivered.

'That took her a while.' The warlord took aback before turning away, chuckling to himself.

—————

Y/n told Hawkeyes about what happened over lunch.

When she'd picked up Charlos from the marine base, they left to go to Sabaody.

Unfortunately, when they arrived, someone tried to shoot the celestial dragon, and it seems stealth was their main strength. The navy successfully fled with Charlos and on the sea, they encountered two sea kings. While Y/n was trying to get rid of one, Charlos pushed her to save himself and she hit her head as she fell into the water.

"That's all I remember. I don't know what happened after." She took a bite of the delicious steak.

"Why didn't anyone go save you?" Hawkeyes held a stoic expression, even as he sipped wine.

"My guess is that guy told them to flee. They'd never do that in any other circumstance." She sighed.

Hawkeyes sat there silently.

"I'm guessing you don't like him." Hawkeyes cut more steak. "Charlos."

"I don't like the Celestial dragons in general, but I do what I have to." She giggled.

"Aren't you nervous I'll tell a marine of your dislike?" Hawkeyes looked at her.

"No, it's not like you'll gain anything." She stood up and carried her plate.

"Ah, I'll take that." Hawkeyes stood up, carrying his own plate in hand.

"Oh, thank you." She handed him her plate.

There was a moment of what seemed to be awkward silence to y/n as the swordsman placed the dishes in the sink, and started washing them.

As he washed the first one, y/n walked over with his empty wine glass and placed it on the counter. "Let me help you."

"I'm fine." He set the clean plate to the side.

Y/n felt awkward as she stood there feeling completely useless. She walked away to think about how she'll get back to base.

Hawkeyes put the second clean plate aside as he read her expression.

"I can take you back to the base."

"Really? I thought you said you don't like to waste time..." She looked up at him surprised.

"There's a meeting the warlords will attend next week. I'll take you then." He poured wine into the empty glass.

"That would be great! Thanks, Hawkeyes!" She grinned.

"But I'd like to spar with you before then." He cleared his throat.

"Hm? Sure...but why?" She asked.

"I'm curious to see how you fight." He glanced at her staff leaning against the wall.

She took note of this. "You've got yourself a deal!" She reached for a handshake.

Mihawk hesitated before accepting it. "You may call me by my name. Hawkeyes is too distant."

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…

“Gramps?—“

Crash

“Y/N!!” Garp broke the desk in between him and his granddaughter and jumped at her for a hug, tumbling to the ground.

The Vice-admiral cried so uncontrollably, Lució felt he was intruding and left his office.

All Garp could do was profusely apologize for not being able to protect Y/n, and tell her how much he missed her.

It was only after some much-needed recuperating and catching up that they could leave for the meeting. There was still time before said meeting, so Garp decided that his ‘friends’ should meet his pride and Joy.

——————

Sengoku heard footsteps as he took a sip from his coffee. When he glanced at the doorway, he saw a strange sight: Garp with an unfamiliar marine officer. Kizaru followed his gaze to the two as they stopped to look at Sengoku.

“Who are you?” Sengoku asked the officer, with their coat hanging by their shoulders. He’d never seen that face before, he’d surely remember it.

A certain figure awoke, lifting his sleep mask to examine the pair.

“Commander (n/n), sir.” Y/n realized she forgot to put her mask back on.

“So that’s what you look like. I thought I heard of you wearing a mask?” Sengoku continued.

“I usually do.” She smiled

“Well, I for one think she should keep it off.” Aokiji whistled as he walked up to y/n.

“Don’t scare her off now.” Kizaru teased.

“You keep your filthy hands away from granddaughter!” Garp protectively pulled Y/n closer.

…

“You have a granddaughter?!” Sengoku shouted

“So the pretty girl is your granddaughter…” Aokiji scratched his head.

“And this one’s not a pirate.” Kizaru commented.

“Yeah, she’s the commander (n/n).” Garp puffed his chest in pride.

“Why haven’t you told us until now?” Sengoku sighed.

…

Sengoku knew something was wrong when the loud oaf went silent.

“Gramps?” Y/n looked up at him.

“We thought she died.” Garp Pat her head.

“What?! I was sold!… You thought I was dead this entire time?” Y/n frowned.

The old man looked like he had a question, but decided to keep it to himself for now.

“We should talk about this later. I’ll explain it to you both then.” Garp sighed.

“Alright then. The meeting is starting soon anyway, everyone should be in the meeting room.”

—————

After the meeting, Sengoku sat both y/n and her old man down, Lució present. He wanted to know what happened, how she got here, why she never came to Garp until now…after all, she is his only grandchild in the Navy.

—————

Y/n explained everything; when she and Sabo were taken, Sabo's death, getting sold into a noble family, and her escape from said family.

—————

“I had no idea you went through such hardship, y/n.” Sengoku sympathized.

“It’s all in the past, I’m where I want to be now.” Y/n scratched her head.

“So that was you who took down barnacles’ crew. And you were 15?” Kizaru appeared out of nowhere.

“My granddaughter is pretty strong!” Garp pats her back as he boasts.

“Sixtee..” Y/n paused

“How long have you been here?” Lució raised a brow.

“How old are you now?” Kuzan appeared next to the admiral.

Lució’s brow twitched as he was ignored.

“Nin—“

“Why do you want to know?” Garp crossed his arms.

“Nineteen? Too young.” Kuzan mumbled

Garp jumped on Kuzan yelling something along the lines of “keep your grimy hands away from her!” You know, normal things.

Then he paused.

“Y/n, why did you wait so long to meet me?”

All eyes were on her.

“I wanted to face you when I was strong enough.” Y/n responded casually.

“The poor man thought you were dead.” Lució facepalmed.

“Wait, why?” Y/n turned to Garp.

“During…Sabo’s incident, the boys thought he had taken you with him.” Garp looked down. “If only I was there.”

“It’s not your fault, gramps.” Y/n put her hand over his. “Don’t sulk over it.”

“Okay.” And just like that, he acted as if nothing happened.

“THAT WAS TOO FAST!” Lució yelled.

“You’ll get used to it.” Sengoku turned to the girl. “I’m glad I met you, your old man is ecstatic, to say the least.”

“It was cool meeting you too!” She smiled, standing up as Lució followed.

“Where are you two going?” Kizaru questioned.

“They’re escorting…Saint Charlos.” Sengoku had to take a second look.

Garp spat his water out.

“What? Where is he going?” Kuzan cocked his head. “And why them?”

“He wants to visit Sabaody Archipelago. And what’s wrong with us going?” Lució answered.

“I get that she’s a commander and all, but he’s not exactly the open-minded type.” Kizaru stood up.

“He’d usually ask a vice admiral. A male vice admiral.” Kuzan added.

“Are you saying she’s not good enough?” Garp glared at him.

“I’m saying she should keep that mask on. He sees her face and he won’t care how old she is, or whose family she’s in.” Kuzan sighed.

“Thanks for worrying, but I wasn’t planning on taking it off again.” Y/n put her mask on as she walked out the door. “Cya gramps!”

“It was a pleasure meeting you.” Lució bowed and followed behind.

———

“I haven’t seen you get so serious in a while,” Sengoku signed a document. “Aokiji.”

“I’m not a fan of the celestial dragons.” He replied.

“Careful now, someone hears you and you’ll be in trouble.” Kizaru teased.

Sengoku glanced at the vice admiral through his brows. He had a look of slightly unsubtle worry on his face.

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It is a beautiful day outside. Birds are singing, waves are dancing, and—

"zzz...."

Faint snoring can be heard.

Knock knock

The snoring stopped

"Huh-? WOAH—!" Y/n slipped from her odd sleeping position: feet propped on the desk, her chair balancing on a single leg.

Crash

"Commander?!"

"One moment!" She rushed from the floor, pushing the chair up and sitting in it like a normal person.

"Come in." Y/n ordered

The door let out a squeak as a marine officer stepped into the office.

"What is it?" She asked

"We're almost at HQ, ma'am. We'll dock in around six minutes." He stated

"Good, have we found any Intel on 'bird'?" She pried

"No, nothing yet commander." The officer sighed.

"A shame. Oh well, thanks!" She smiled

He exited the room, the door closing behind him.

'I need to write to Sabo.'

————-

How's my favorite blonde doing? Corny? Sorry. But can you believe it sabo? It's been 3 years since the ship incident, and I've become a navy commander! Crazy huh? Ana writes to me, but It's slow. Anyway, today is the day I meet that man. I've been waiting until I got strong enough, and I think I'm ready. I miss him so much. I miss you too.

——

"I should get out on deck." Y/n sighed as she put her journal in her desk drawer.

She got up from her chair, stretching her arms before walking towards the door.

Click

She took in the view of the ocean and the scent of salt as she made her way through the ship. She was greeted by her officers, here and there, before arriving on the main deck, 'greeting' her right hand.

She snuck behind him, then suddenly slammed her hands on his shoulders.

"AH-!" He jumped, fist almost meeting his commander's face.

...

"Don't do that!" He turned away, crossing his arms.

"Hahahaha! You should've seen your face!" She pointed at him.

"Why are you always last to wake up?" Lució scoffed.

"Morning to you too, lieutenant." Y/n pat his shoulder.

"Yeah, yeah. We're here." He handed y/n her spear. "And take care of your weapon! How are you a commander?"

"I'm just really strong." she giggled as she took her spear.

"Commander, we've arrived." Officer 'fox' saluted.

"Alright, tell the crew to head to the resting area. Lució and I will are joining the meeting."

Lució raised his brow at her, but nothing more.

"Yes ma'am." The officer turned to his crew mates, "To the resting area!" Fox commanded.

——-

"Why are we going so early?" Lució matched Y/n's pace.

"Hm? I need to talk to someone." She spoke.

"What? I thought you already talked to him, you've been here for three years." Lució sighed.

"I didn't want him to see me until I got stronger."

"He won't recognize you with that mask."

"You'd be surprised."

"Please tell me you're taking it off." He rubbed his temple.

"I will!"

Lució sighed in relief. Sometimes his commander drives him insane with her lack of due manners.

"Eventually." She ran off.

"You-! Don't embarrass me! Y/n!!" He chased after her.

———————

Knock knock

"Zzzz..."

A sigh can be heard behind the door before it opens.

The guard walks In, towards the sloth's desk.

Ahem.

"VICE ADMIRAL!"

The bubble pops, and his eyes open.

"Someone is here to see you."

"Huh?" He stretches "Does it have to be now?" He yawned

"Its commander (n/n). Said she wanted to speak to you before the meeting." The guard deadpanned.

"Send her in." He rested his chin in his palm.

———

"Good morning, sir." Commander (n/n) greeted

"Morning. I was told there was only one of you..." he looked over at Lució.

"This Is lieutenant commander Lució, he's my right hand." She smiled

"I see. Get it over with, we have a meeting in a few minutes."

"It didn't sound like you were so worried a minute ago. " She laughed

Lució almost shit himself. This is a vice admiral.

"Excuse me?"

"You still snore like a boar, you never change, " The commander paused as she took off her mask.

"Grandpa." 

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A/N: ladies and gentleman, here it is! The long awaited end of this 'saga' backstory thing.

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"AAA!"

"Get that masked girl!"

Y/n dashed from opponent to opponent.

Y/n giggled as she stood her ground.

"I'm stronger than some little girl!" The pirate spit on the ground

He lunged towards her.

Y/n went to dodge, but she noticed something clutching her ankle. She looked down; one of her previous opponents was trying to interfere.

"I thought that..." she kicked her leg up "I finished you!"

The man flung into the attacker.

"Wha-?!" The attacker's back slammed into the ground.

When he reopened his eyes, y/n hit him with her long pole.

*BAM*

Lució couldn't help but look in awe.

"Get her!" A pirate shouted as he ran towards her

Suddenly, a bunch of them attacked at the same time.

"Woah!" Y/n barely dodged a slash.

She dodged an attack only to be met with another, a cycle.

"You can't dodge forever!" One of them snickered

"Huh. You're right." She stopped

Y/n met his sword with her pole, parrying him into two of his mates. She then turned around and slammed it onto another mate's head.

She repeated the counter.

Unfortunately, she missed one sneaking up on her.

Slash

Y/n's head turned at the sound.

It was Lució. "Pay attention."

"Thanks!" she beamed.

Lució glanced at his 'borrowed' sword.

"Captain! There she is!" A pirate pointed at y/n.

" How hard is it to contain some girl?" A man with an eyepatch scoffed as he walked over to y/n.

"Who are you?" Y/n questioned.

"WE SHOULD BE ASKING YOU THAT!" The underling shouted.

"They call me Barnacle. I'm the captain of this ship." The man stood with hands in his pockets.

Y/n opened her mouth to say something but got cut off.

"I don't care who you are; I'm going to get rid of you." He took his hands out of his pocket.

"Your fly is down." She scratched her head.

"HUH?" He looked down

Y/n lunged at him and struck his head.

Bonk

'That didn't sound right.'

She looked at him.

He's wooden!

Confusion visible on the girl's face, the man laughed.

"I am a wooden man, as you can see. I ate the wood-wood fruit." Barnacle spoke.

"That's a weird fruit." Y/n stepped back

The man was somewhat offended.

"And I know a guy made of rubber." Y/n giggled

"You're one to talk, you think you're some superhero with that mask?" Barnacle said as he took a stance.

Y/n tossed her pole to Ana.

Ana blinked in confusion.

"I tried, I can't break wood with wood." Y/n took her stance.

The wooden man charged at y/n.

She nearly got hit, jumping back.

She launched a kick at his stomach.

Bonk

Barnacle punched her, launching her into the wall.

"cough that's a bit rough." The girl stood up

Barnacle jumped at her, aiming for her face.

"Y/n!" Lució threw his sword to her as she jumped out of the way.

Y/n caught it and parried Barnacles' next attack.

"Thanks!"

"How's a sword gonna help you? You're no swordsman." The captain scoffed

"If I wanna achieve my goal, I have to adapt." Y/n charged.

The man tossed her over his shoulder.

Landing on her feet, y/n nimbly jumped closer to him.

"Wha-?!" He tripped from her unexpected return

Slash

"Gah!" There was a huge cut on the captain's torso.

He clutched the spot and regained his balance.

Y/n's attacks persisted as he did his best to dodge.

The captain reverted his arm.

Click

He pulled out a gun.

"You're done!"

Crash

Smoke covered the area as y/n crashed into the ground

'Huh? Where did she go?!' He looked around.

Stomp

The man turned to look behind him.

There she was, a cannonball in her hand; ready to hit him with it.

'Thats-! If that hits me I'll shatter!'

CRASH

Smoke covered the area once again, troubling y/n's vision.

The smoke cleared, revealing the captain in human form, on a pile of broken barrels.

"Oh! He's bac- Ah! That looks like a nasty cut." Ana covered her eyes.

"Don't be a baby Ana!" Y/n laughed

She then stopped and looked around.

"Where's Lució?"

"Oh, he went to take out some of the other pirates." Ana peeked at her sister.

"That's goo-"

Bang

...

"Y...Y/n!" Ana ran over to her sister.

Y/n fell over.

"Y/n-! You're alright, you're going to be Alr-" Ana started crying

"Ana." Y/n grabbed her hand "Run."

Barnacles stood from his defeat.

Ana looked over at him. He still had his gun in hand.

She looked down and noticed her sister unconscious. "Y/n!"

"I'd worry about myself if I were you." He inched closer

Ana sobbed as she regained ground, legs trembling as she ran away.

'S-shit! Y/n! Please live...'

Spotting a staircase, Ana sought higher ground. She made it to the top deck. 'Wait.. is that..?'

Ana focused.

'It is! A marine ship, and they're close! They can help y/n if I stall for t-'

"Aah!" Ana screamed as the man grabbed her by her hair.

"Let me go!" She squirmed, trying to punch him, but he just hardened his chest to wood.

"You're pretty, it'd be a shame to kill you." He smirked.

Ana could only stare in fear.

"Join me. Life or death, your choice." Barnacles awaited her answer.

"I..." Ana paused.

"Yes?" He let go of her hair, lifting her chin.

"I...I will never join you!" She stomped her heel on his foot.

"Ack!" He grabbed his foot as Ana went for the gun.

"Not so fast!" He tightened his grip on it, in a power struggle against Ana.

Neither of them relented, both persisting for the gun.

Finally, he managed to push her, Ana falling to the ground.

"It's a shame, but I have to kill you." He pointed his gun at her.

Ana froze, fear encasing her.

Crash

Suddenly, y/n burst through the floor, punching through it. She sent him flying.

"Y/n!" Ana felt oxygen return to her system.

As he came back down, y/n headbutted him.

"Eat salt!"

He fell into the ocean.

Y/n stood there catching her breath.

"Y/n! You're alright?!" Her sister ran to hug her.

"Ha, yeah. Why?"

"You got shot..." Ana sweat dropped

Y/n looked down at her shoulder, it nearly missed her heart.

...

"OW!!!"

"TOOK YOU LONG ENOUGH!" Ana was done.

Ahem.

The girls looked in the direction of the sound.

"Excuse me, would you happen to be the one that... did that?" A man in a marine uniform pointed at the unconscious Barnacles as a couple of marines pulled him up.

"Yeah. Wait- when did the marines get here?" Y/n turned to her sister.

They had failed to notice the massive Naval ship next to them.

"We just arrived, we witnessed Barnacles fly, then launch into the sea." The Marine explained. "Thank you for taking care of him, we've been chasing him for some time."

"Oh, yeah no biggie. I had to do something." Y/n leaned on her sister for support.

"May I ask how you two got here?" The Marine asked

"We were taken by force, along with many other innocent victims." Ana clarified

"I see." He turned to his force. "Check the ship for any pirates, and aid the survivors!"

"Yessir!" The marines ran downstairs.

Y/n started walking towards the Marine, letting go of Ana.

"Oh, I'd like to ask you..." he paused. "How would you like to go join the marines? Your bravery and strength will be rewarded."

Ana gaped at him.

"Sure, I was actually about to ask you that myself!" Y/n smiled

"Then it's settled." The man smiled

"What?!" Ana yelled before grabbing her sister's ear; I thought you wanted to be a pirate like your brothers?"

"What? No, I never said that." Y/n laughed "So, when can we go...Mr...?"

"Oh, how rude of me. I am lieutenant commander Hardy. It is good to have you on board Miss..." Hardy answered

"Y/n." She beamed

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The marines had finished scanning the ship, arresting any pirates they had found, and offering aid to victims. After receiving thanks and gratitude from survivors,

Y/n walked over to her sister and Lució.

"Hey y/n! You finally got the wound treated?" Ana smiled.

"Yeah, I'm all good now. How are you guys holding up?

"I had a couple of small cuts, but I'm alright." Lució answered as the girls glanced at his bandages.

"Lució's planning on joining the marines too! He said he asked Hardy and he let him join!" Ana spoke.

"Really? That's great! We might be crew mates!" Y/n cheered

Suddenly someone yelled, "Get ready to set sail!"

A wave of silence filled the three.

"I'll leave you two." Lució walked away.

...

"So this is goodbye." Y/n looked at her sister. "I'm sure the marines will take you back."

...

"Actually, y/n..."Ana looked at the ground

Y/n looked in anticipation.

"I don't want to go back home."

Y/n was not expecting that. It was visible on her face.

"I feel trapped there, plus, I'd never be able to see you again." Ana looked up at her.

Y/n paused before she smiled.

"I can't tell you how happy I am to hear that."

Ana's face returned from serious, and to pleasant laughter.

"Promise me you'll visit me when you get stronger." Ana held out her pinkie.

Y/n reached her own and squeezed her pinkie.

"Promise."

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A/N: hi hi, yeah, remember when I said I wouldn't post anymore long chapters? I lied. I'm sorry! I just really wanna get this part over with because I feel like this is dragging on, and might bore some readers. Also, thank you so much for the votes and the follow! :) it means a lot since I thought nobody was enjoying this. I'm glad At least someone liked it! Really boosts my motivation to continue writing.

"And...that should be the last of my stuff." Y/n placed her journal in her bag.

"...You...You're taking a journal, jewelry, and some garments?" Ana raised a brow.

"I took money too!" Y/n smiled."I don't get why you need a pole though..." Ana huffed "It's my weapon." Y/n answered

"...A wooden pole? Where did you even get that?"

"I found it in the guards' pile of broken spears. Luckily it's just the iron part that broke off."

'I don't know if I should be proud or concerned..' The brunette sweat dropped. "What about clothes?"

"I can always buy those when I get there." y/n protested

Ana gave up.

*Knock knock*

"Come in!" y/n stuffed the bag under her bed.

"Miss y/n, Miss Ana, the Lady has ordered us to help you get ready." The maid opened the door.

"Thanks, Trish. I'll be there." Ana smiled

Trish only winked before stepping out.

*shut*

"...So, this is goodbye, isn't it?" Ana looked over at her sister

"Yeah...I'll miss you, Ana." Y/n reached for a hug

"I'll miss you too." Ana started tearing up.

"Aw, don't gush..."

"I'm serious! y/n, you are my only real family." She let go. "Those three only care for themselves."

"Thank god you didn't turn out like them, right?" y/n laughed, her eyes watering. "Stop crying."

"You're crying!" Ana jabbed her arm.

They sat there blinking and couldn't help but laugh.

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Ana POV:

'Alright, breathe, you're only about to lie to the entire manor...at least I've got Trish and Jade..'

I looked at them. Trish mouthed 'You got this!'

'Thanks, I totally feel better.'

*Inhale*

"AAAAAAAAAAAAA!!! THEIF!! SOMEONE HELP!"

A guard ran in. "Are you alright, miss?!"

"She fainted!" Trish kneeled to her.

"Which way did he go?!" A couple more guards ran inside.

"Over there!" Jade pointed.

...

"Hey, they're gone now." Jade whispered,

I opened my eyes, only to be greeted by zero personal space.

"Woah!"

"Sorry Ana!" Jade helped her up.

"Guys, come look at this!" Trish whisper-yelled, looking out the window.

Scurrying over to the window, we were met with a suspicious maiden jumping from tree to tree.

"Can she be any more suspicious??"I facepalmed.

"Well, she did say she'd be running, not sneaking..hehe.." Jade let out a nervous chuckle.

"I'm as shocked as you are..." I could only help but stare

My heart dropped at what I saw. "T-Trish...Is that the ship I think it is..?"

"Hm?" She gasped as her eyes landed on the ship

"What's wrong with the ship?" Jade raised a brow

"That's the one that makes those deals with Ms. Noron!" Trish shouted in a whisper.

I opened the window,

"Ana?" Jade glanced at me.

..And I acted without thinking.

*Thump*

"Ana!" The girls yelled as I landed on my hands and knees.

"I have to warn her!" I ran as fast as my legs would allow me.

The greenery just blended together.

*Pant* "Y/N!!" *Pant* "Y/NNN!!"

'She's so far, but I see her! If I could just–!'

*trip*

"Ugh...I have to...get up!" Steadying myself, I met an unsettling face.

"Why, hello there. Don't you look like a million beli?" The man didn't wait for an answer.

"Huh– Wait! Don't touch me!-"

He just...

Took me.

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Y/n POV:

'Is that a ship? See Ana? I haven't lost all luck!'

I started bolting towards the ship, striding faster than I ever had. Freedom is just a couple feet away!

'Crap!' I skid to a halt, almost tumbling.

Two guys stood guard, one beside the entry, the other in front of the bush I hid behind.

'How am I gonna—wait he's right in front of me. I can just..'

*Bonk*

*thump*

"Don't take it personal.."

I grabbed his sword and snuck over to a different bush...and threw the sword.

*Clank*

Look, I'm out of options here.

The other guard heard the sword and turned his head.

" What was– What the hell?! Henry!" he ran over to him

As I watched him reach the unconscious Henry, I snuck over to the ship's entry. When I reached the door and looked inside, I didn't see any guards... just people. It was a bit strange to see but I didn't exactly have much time to think, I needed to find a place to hide, and quickly.

My eyes scanned the premises.

As soon as I found a ladder, I ran straight to it, but I think that alerted some people...

'Oh well, I'll be hidden soon enough.'

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Ana.

I woke up.

Where...wood walls...Planks...barely lit lanterns.

My hands are tied together.

As it donned on me, My heart dropped a second time tonight.

I'm on the ship.

Millions of questions flew around my mind. How did I get here? Have we left the shore? Is y/n here? Is she alright? Wait...am I going to be alright?

Then, what I heard snapped me out of my trance; "We're ready, Captain!"

That's the man that brought me in here...

"Set the sails!"

"Wait! Stop, No!" I shot up and ran towards the pirate I ran into earlier.

"You can't do this, please!" I clutched onto his arm.

"Get off me, girl! And don't tell me what to do!" The man pushed me back.

"My name is Ana Noron! I'm one of Lady Noron's daughters! You have to let me go!"

"Yeah, right! I've never heard of you." he pushed me down.

I panicked.

'This is happening. This is really happening!'

I lunged towards the entryway that was already shut.

"Let me out! I'm not supposed to be here!" I shouted as I tried slamming into the wood.

"Are you crazy?! We've already set sail! Sit down already!" Another pirate said

The two grabbed me and tossed me next to the other captives.

There's nothing I can do.

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Y/n.

I got bored. I had been sitting behind these crates for around five minutes since they set sail.

I sat up and peered my head above the crates. 'It won't hurt if I just... took a peek— what the hell?'

As I set my eyes on the people ahead. Mostly women and children, with few men among them. I realized that many were crying, some lacking emotion. And...they're tied up!

'No way, are these people getting kidnapped?'

I scanned the room. No pirates.

I climbed out of my small spot, into the open. Deeming it safe enough, I rushed over to the small crowd.

I started untying a lady, and it seems she finally noticed me, sobbing subsiding.

"W-who are you? How are you free?" Her voice croaked.

"I snuck in here. Don't worry, I'm going to help you." I signaled her to keep quiet, my finger over my lips.

"...Thank you. But how?" She worried

"It's impossible, there are so many pirates downstairs." The boy behind her raised his head. He looks about the same age as me, and well built.

"We can all take them if we work together." I started untying him.

"She's right." A woman intervened "We can't just sit here and accept whatever happens!"

"I guess. That Ana girl is probably the only one with the guts." Another man sighed

My head shot in his direction.

"Did you say Ana?" I tensed

"Huh? Yeah. I saw her screaming and banging against the entry before they moved us up here."

"Where is—" I was cut off by a scream.

"AAAAAAAH! GET OFF OF ME, NO! PLEASE!"

My eyes widened 'That sounds like..!'

"That's her again! What's going on?!" The woman I untied stood up.

I didn't think, I just ran. Ran towards the ladder.

"Hey— wait!" The guy I untied tried to stop me.

**Thump**

I landed on my feet. Everyone was looking at me.

"Hey! What are you doing untied?!" A guard clutched the hem of his sword.

Ana screamed again.

"DON'T TOUCH ME!"

I followed the voice to the doorway down the room.

Reaching the doorway, I saw a man grabbing Ana, and her trying to run. Tears were streaming down her pale, frightened face.

I stopped thinking.

I was furious.

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"Come on, I'm just tryna have some f-" the man who was grabbing Ana was cut short, as his head was slammed through the floor.

*slam*

As Ana's vision cleared, she crawled back.

"Y- Y/n!" She cried as she clutched onto her sister.

"Ana! Are you alright?!" The sister held her by her shoulders.

"I was so scared, Y/n! I'm so glad to see you!" Ana cried

"We're overtaking this ship." Y/n spoke

"Says who?!" A pirate lunged at the girls.

"Us!" The buy y/n untied earlier punched him out of the way.

The girls looked in shock.

"We decided to join you after all...and we brought help."

The rest of the adults appeared behind him, fighting the pirates with their strength in numbers.

"Good, we'll need it." She smiled and turned to run but stopped.

Ana and the guy looked in confusion.

"...What's your name?" Y/n scratched her head

She took him by surprise. "Lució."

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                                                                                                          3.20.xxxx Good morning Sabo! 

Happy birthday! I miss you. I wish you and I could celebrate it together with the other two rascals, but there’s no use in worrying about what you can’t change, right? It’s been 7 years since ‘your father’ sold me to this random noble family, and honestly, I understand why you ran away now. Anyway, I asked the nice maids yesterday, and they said they’d let me bake you a cake! Don’t worry though, I won’t slack off on my training, I’ve only gotten caught once. That evil witch really hates it when others have fun… or maybe just when I do. I can’t let her stop me though, Garp’s training will definitely come in handy one day…by one day I mean tonight. Love you!

—-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Y/n shut her journal. “Hmm. Today is gonna be a hectic one, I can feel it.” She stood up and stretched.

‘I’m surprised crazy cat lady hasn’t barged into my room ye –’

*THUMP THUMP THUMP* ‘I spoke too soon.’ “Y/N OPEN THIS DOOR RIGHT NOW! WHY IS IT LOCKED?!” “Because of you.” Y/n mumbled as she put her mask on her face.

Y/N sighed as she unlocked and opened the door. “Y/N! How in your right mind do you think this is a time to wake up?!” The crazy cat lady asked calmly.

“How in your right mind do you call that a Knock? You almost broke my door!” The (h/c) girl spat back. “Maybe I SHOULD break it if you’re gonna lock it!” She spat back

“Whatever, what did you want so bad that you would have broken my door for?” Y/n sighed

“Mother wanted to tell you something, and she needs to see you right now.” she blew a strand of hair out of her face before walking away. ‘The wicked witch strikes again.’

Did you see that? That was one of y/n’s step sisters; Ana, Mira, and Bella. Mira is often referred to only by y/n as the crazy cat lady. Not because she owns any cats (which she does), but because of her strange style sense. Her orange hair is wrapped in two pig tails that resemble cat ears, always has her nails long and trims them sharper than they need to be, and she’s just an overall enigma. —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Y/n scurried into the room with a sense of urgency. She can’t show any weakness in front of her ‘stepmother’. In the room there were three other women, Ana, Mira, and Bella. “Good morning, mother.” y/n curtsied.

“Took you long enough. I thought I told you a lady needs to wake up earlier.” answered the wicked witch

‘This Cinderella story is getting old.’ Y/n thought. “Yes, I apologize.”

“Hmph. I have some important news for you, Y/n.” The witch slowly walked around the room

This woman is Ms. Noron, a noble woman with influence over many businesses, and Y/n’s stepmother. She plants her best front, but behind doors, she is the wicked witch. Why? She’s ugly. She must have cast a curse on Y/n. There’s no way she hasn’t! Ever since Y/n arrived at the manor, she has had the worst luck. But every time she steps foot just outside, it’s like there’s never been a problem. Or maybe y/n just hates the manor but even so, that woman always looks for an excuse to physically discipline the (e/c) eyed girl. —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

‘News? For me?’ Y/n looked up.

“Tonight, we’re hosting a dinner party, and the Rambusseau Family will be attending, along with their two sons.” She turned to face Y/n “Two sons that will be marrying my eldest daughters.” She finished

“Oh, that's wonderful news mother! I hope they’re handsome!” Y/n faked her widest smile.

“You will also have to take off that wretched mask.” Ms. Noron emphasized on ‘wretched’.

“The mask is not coming off. It’s your fault it’s there anyways.” Y/n dropped the princess act, taking not just Ms. Noron by surprise, but her daughters as well. “How dare you defy me; you will take it off!” She strode towards y/n “Maybe if you didn’t cause me this shitty proble–”

*Slap* “You’d better take the mask off tonight. Now look at what you’ve done, there’s a mark on your face.” Ms. Noron scoffed

“You left that mark there.” Y/n held the stinging cheek.

“Still have energy to talk back, I see. I can’t hit you anymore since makeup wouldn’t cover it.” The witch walked to the exit

“Oh, how kind of you.” Y/n snarked.

Mira and Bella followed after their mother, but Ana scurried towards her step sister. “Y/n! Why didn’t you hold your tongue? It was going so well..” Ana brushed her thumb against the now red tinted cheek.

“It’s alright Ana. It’s not like she broke anything.” Y/n smiled

Meet Ana, the kindest, sweetest soul you’ll meet. She greatly contrasts her family, always the first to help y/n when she needs it most. Ana is one of her only friends right now, treating her like a real sister. Kinda looks like her too– well.. Just her face really. She rocks her long, brown hair and wears the fanciest dresses. —--------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

“Just your luck. Weren’t you planning on leaving tonight?” Ana whispered the second part.

“Yeah, but that won’t stop me. I’ll find a way around it… I’ll probably just have to leave earlier.” “How? There aren’t any ships that leave before–” y/n put her hand on the brunette’s shoulder.

“Relax, Ana. You make it sound like you’re the one running away.” Y/n giggled

“I’m just worried y/n. If you get caught, who knows what mother will do.” Ana sighed

“Alright, alright, let’s get going, I need to prepare!” y/n dashed off as Ana struggled to catch up

“Wha- Hold on a second!”