Post by Notaka on Feb 14, 2020 20:57:25 GMT
22 Years Ago...
The pirate king, Gold Roger's, day of execution arrived. The number of people gathered there, at Loguetown Center, has never been higher.
"Sit down." One of the executioner ordered to Roger as he reached the execution scaffold. "Can't you do something about these? They're cranky..." He showed his hand cuffs to the executioners.
"You will remain silent." one of them said, and the two of them readied their weapons, just near his neck, to behead him.
"OI! Pirate King!" One of the bystanders shouted. Roger took notice of him.
"The legendary treasure, One Piece..." They all looked at him. "SILENCE!" The executioners yelled at him.
"IS IT REAL?!" The bystander asked Roger. Silence ensued for what seemed a moment of eternity....
"Hm hm.. Ha ha ha ha!" Roger's laugh broke the silence. "My treasure.. You want it?" The executioners quickly turned to him. They carried their execution, but not before Roger finished his speech.
"You can have it... I left everything in that place." Those were the pirate king's last word before his execution.
Silence, one that seemed even longer than the one before, ensued. Then the cheer of people could be heard all over the island. The executioners were confused as to what happened.
From that day on.. The number of jolly rogers raised has multiplied manyfold. The world is now basked in an era, known as "The Great age of Pirates"!
"Oi, are you sure we're on the right way?" Marvel Matthew, an aspiring young man, dreaming of becoming the pirate king said to a young girl that was on board with him.
"Hm-hm. I recognize this way. We're definitely heading home!" The girl was jumping with joy.
"Thank you for saving me back there, Mister... Oh, I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Anna, pleased to meet you.
And you are?" she asked him.
"Matthew. Matthew Marvel, future pirate king!" He boldly made his introduction.
His stomach growled.
"Oh.. You're hungry... All that fighting must have tired you. My dad owns a bar, maybe he can give you something to eat."
"Yeah, well, my last stock of food went to you.." Anna felt terrible, he did give her his last pieces of food. Matthew quickly tried to cheer her up.
"Oh, no no no! Don't worry, I'm fine! I did what a man should do! Plus, with the money I looted from those pirates, I can buy food for my next trip. Here, you can have some." He'd offer her some money.
They had arrived. It was a pretty modern looking island, a nice city for tourism. The scenery would remind someone of our world of a coastal Italian town.
"Well, Terminus." Anna would hop on the ground while Matthew docked his raft. "Anna, Let's go your dad."
"Sure thing! Follow me." Within minutes of walking, they reached the bar. It was named; "The Pirate's locker."
"Well, looks like it." Matthew would enter, but without noticing Anna outside. "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
"I can't. Dad forbids me from entering when it's work time." Matthew was confused, but understood her. "Well, I'll be right back. Don't get into any troubles, okay?" He then entered the bar.
The mood inside was serious. The men there were looking rather strong. They kept looking at Matthew; he paled physically compared to them.
"Erm." Matthew felt that the situation was quite heavy, but that didn't bother him a lot. He'd take a seat next to the bar table, to where the barman was.
An intimidating man appeared. "What do you want, little guy?"
"Uh.. I'd like some orange juice and a cherry pie, please."
The bar man wrote the notes and went to prepare his command. Matthew sighted, but he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Looks like we got a ladette who thinks she's a man here, guys." He looked to where the hand belonged. It was another man of imposing stature.
"Can I help you?" He asked him.
The man laughed. "You can help me by getting the hell out of here. You're annoying to my eyes. If you don't..." He lifted an empty alcohol bottle and smacked Matthew right in the head. Matthew got up, and felt blood on his face.
He looked furiously at the man. "Oh, you're asking for it!" He ran up to the man, with speed nobody was able to notice him, before punching him and sending him flying outside through the window.
"BAR FIGHT!" The bar had become a battlefield. Fighting was everywhere. The barman could do nothing but sigh at this sight. This was everyday work for him.
The pirate king, Gold Roger's, day of execution arrived. The number of people gathered there, at Loguetown Center, has never been higher.
"Sit down." One of the executioner ordered to Roger as he reached the execution scaffold. "Can't you do something about these? They're cranky..." He showed his hand cuffs to the executioners.
"You will remain silent." one of them said, and the two of them readied their weapons, just near his neck, to behead him.
"OI! Pirate King!" One of the bystanders shouted. Roger took notice of him.
"The legendary treasure, One Piece..." They all looked at him. "SILENCE!" The executioners yelled at him.
"IS IT REAL?!" The bystander asked Roger. Silence ensued for what seemed a moment of eternity....
"Hm hm.. Ha ha ha ha!" Roger's laugh broke the silence. "My treasure.. You want it?" The executioners quickly turned to him. They carried their execution, but not before Roger finished his speech.
"You can have it... I left everything in that place." Those were the pirate king's last word before his execution.
Silence, one that seemed even longer than the one before, ensued. Then the cheer of people could be heard all over the island. The executioners were confused as to what happened.
From that day on.. The number of jolly rogers raised has multiplied manyfold. The world is now basked in an era, known as "The Great age of Pirates"!
Present Day
"Oi, are you sure we're on the right way?" Marvel Matthew, an aspiring young man, dreaming of becoming the pirate king said to a young girl that was on board with him.
"Hm-hm. I recognize this way. We're definitely heading home!" The girl was jumping with joy.
"Thank you for saving me back there, Mister... Oh, I forgot to introduce myself! I'm Anna, pleased to meet you.
And you are?" she asked him.
"Matthew. Matthew Marvel, future pirate king!" He boldly made his introduction.
His stomach growled.
"Oh.. You're hungry... All that fighting must have tired you. My dad owns a bar, maybe he can give you something to eat."
"Yeah, well, my last stock of food went to you.." Anna felt terrible, he did give her his last pieces of food. Matthew quickly tried to cheer her up.
"Oh, no no no! Don't worry, I'm fine! I did what a man should do! Plus, with the money I looted from those pirates, I can buy food for my next trip. Here, you can have some." He'd offer her some money.
They had arrived. It was a pretty modern looking island, a nice city for tourism. The scenery would remind someone of our world of a coastal Italian town.
"Well, Terminus." Anna would hop on the ground while Matthew docked his raft. "Anna, Let's go your dad."
"Sure thing! Follow me." Within minutes of walking, they reached the bar. It was named; "The Pirate's locker."
"Well, looks like it." Matthew would enter, but without noticing Anna outside. "What are you waiting for? Let's go!"
"I can't. Dad forbids me from entering when it's work time." Matthew was confused, but understood her. "Well, I'll be right back. Don't get into any troubles, okay?" He then entered the bar.
The mood inside was serious. The men there were looking rather strong. They kept looking at Matthew; he paled physically compared to them.
"Erm." Matthew felt that the situation was quite heavy, but that didn't bother him a lot. He'd take a seat next to the bar table, to where the barman was.
An intimidating man appeared. "What do you want, little guy?"
"Uh.. I'd like some orange juice and a cherry pie, please."
The bar man wrote the notes and went to prepare his command. Matthew sighted, but he felt a hand on his shoulder.
"Looks like we got a ladette who thinks she's a man here, guys." He looked to where the hand belonged. It was another man of imposing stature.
"Can I help you?" He asked him.
The man laughed. "You can help me by getting the hell out of here. You're annoying to my eyes. If you don't..." He lifted an empty alcohol bottle and smacked Matthew right in the head. Matthew got up, and felt blood on his face.
He looked furiously at the man. "Oh, you're asking for it!" He ran up to the man, with speed nobody was able to notice him, before punching him and sending him flying outside through the window.
"BAR FIGHT!" The bar had become a battlefield. Fighting was everywhere. The barman could do nothing but sigh at this sight. This was everyday work for him.