Chapter 10: Two Treasures
Once I made the decision we would explore the ghost ship my crew sprung into action.
Alfia maneuvered our vessel closer.
Then once we were in range Law used [Room] and then [Shambles] to teleport me and himself onto the deck of the ship.
After he did so we started exploring, but carefully. Since one wrong misstep would have us falling through the deck and since we are both devil fruit users if we hit a large pocket of water it would be game over for us.
The both of us very aware of this fact moved something akin to a snails speed as we searched the ship from top to bottom.
Though as we did so we found nothing but bones and skeletons of the dead.
Not even any cool skeletons like Brook, just the generic kind left behind by the dead.'
As Law and I continued searching the ghost ship deck by deck and still coming up empty on treasure I began wondering if my instincts about something good being on this ship were wrong.
'No, I need to trust myself.' I thought.
I then got rid of those negative thoughts swirling around in my head and pressed on.
If I come up empty then so be it. But at least I know I gave it my all if I do. That will leave me with no regrets.
Law and I eventually reached the bottom deck of the ship.
We began searching it room by room, until eventually there was only one room left.
Opening the door to the last room Law and I were met with quite the sight.
A skeleton lying face-down near the door, a giant piece of the back of its skull missing, most likely from a gunshot wound.
While another skeleton sat in a chair behind a desk near the back of the room. Its skeletal hands wrapped around sheathed blade, with a gun lying right atop the desk. Several bullet holes dotting its tattered uniform.
'I think I can guess what happened here.' I thought.
The skeleton seated in the chair was probably shot by the skeleton lying on the floor. Then before the skeleton in the chair completely went to the great beyond, they mustered enough strength to murder their own killer.
At least that's what I think happened, but without any more clues I can't be sure.
Oh well.
Moving over the the skeleton in the chair I removed the blade from its grasp and unsheathed it. The moment after I did so I could tell the blade in my grasp was something special.
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Despite sitting in the bowls of this ship for I don't know how many years I don't see a speck of rust or dirt on it. The blade also looks sharp.
Deciding to test my theory about the blades sharpness I sliced into the wall behind me, the blade making a clean cut when I did.
Seeing this I came to a decision.
"I am taking this blade as my own." I said.
I then removed my old sword from my waist and equipped my new one.
After I did so Law and I began searching the room from top to bottom.
As I started moving things around on the bookshelf I called out to Law. "Find anything yet?"
"No." He replied.
"Understood." I said. Continuing to search the bookshelf as I did so.
I moved yet another row of books out of the way and gently patted against the wall they lined, since I suspected it might be false.
An old pirates trick I read about in a book a few years ago.
My hunch was proven right as I heard a faint clicking sound. The moment I did so I pressed on the same spot and it popped inward, revealing a secret compartment with a small chest inside.
"Jackpot." I said.
Reaching into the secret compartment I pulled out the the small chest and then moved to set it down on the table. The moment I did so Law joined me and then I opened it.
When I did so both mine and Law's went wide with shock.
For sitting inside the treasure chest I found was a devil fruit.
Looks like I was right before, this ship did contain treasure.
Two treasures to be precise.
But the more the merrier as they say.
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Having finished our search of the ghost ship Law and I returned to our own with the spoils.
Which also included a very old copy of a devil fruit encyclopedia. Which I found on the bookshelf after I discovered the devil fruit.
And while it might be old having a devil fruit encyclopedia is much better than not having one. So I count it as a prize.
But not a bigger prize than my new sword and the actual devil fruit we discovered mind you. No, those two items are the stars of the show.
The moment Law and I arrived back on our own ship we set sail, allowing the ghost ship to continue drifting as it had been.
All of the crew then gathered around as we stared at the chest containing the devil fruit.
"So, what should we do with it? Sell it?" Alfia asked.
I shook my head. "No way. We don't even know what kind of devil fruit this is yet. Selling it would be out of the question. You or Bepo might want to eat it, or maybe a future member of our crew would."
"True." Law added.
"Am, so we are not eating the fruit?" Bepo asked.
"No Bepo, we're not." I spoke. I then opened the chest and then opened up the devil fruit encyclopedia and started flipping through its pages. Hoping the fruit in front of us was listed inside the book.
I continued flipping through the pages until my eyes spotted a fruit that had a passing resemblance to the one inside of the chest. Turning back to that page I compared the image of the fruit with the one inside of the chest and discovered they didn't just have a resemblance to each other but were identical.
Seeing this I smiled.
I then read the description of the devil fruit from the encyclopedia.
But as I did so I ended up completely and utterly shocked.
"Fuck..." I shouted.
"What, what's wrong Roberts?" Alfia asked me.
When she did so I simply turned the devil fruit encyclopedia forward for the others to see what I had just discovered.
"This is the fruit we have in our possession." I said. "It's the Tori Tori No Mi: Model Siren." I explained.
The moment I finished speaking the others got the same shocked expressions on their faces I did a moment ago.
For we now have within our possession the rarest type of devil fruit in the entire world. Even rarer than logia. A mythical-zoan type devil fruit.
A truly priceless treasure in my opinion.