Death

*Disclaimer: I am not a really hardcore fan of one piece, I only decided to do this because I enjoyed the mangaka and other fanfictions, therefore I want to do my own. If any information is wrong please don't be too harsh as I am mainly focusing on what I'd like a One Piece story to be*

Dark clouds and roars of thunder, tearing apart the sky and mocking the world for being an evil one. A. Very. Evil. One.

There, lied a young man named Ryle, looking up in the sky with his dark gloomy eyes, blood across his tough but tattered body. His pitch-black hair, messy but soft, covering most of his face. He was reminiscing about one of his few good memories in his life.

Then he stumbled upon his time with his timid father during dinner a few hours ago.

"Ryle, eat it all up and then clean the plates"

"Okay, father."

Ryle always loved and deeply respect his father. He was a marine and had the rank of a commander, even so, he decided to stay on this small island called Eve. Even going as far as to refuse a promotion because he wanted to protect his home and wait until I can be strong enough to protect it in his place.

That being said, I aspire to be a marine. Not only because of the respect and love I have for my father that raised me by himself, but because I despise and just plainly hate pirates. The reason being..... they took my mother from both me and my father.

I was just a newborn child at the time so I didn't actually know what my mother was like or actually have any memories of her but my father always told me many things about her. How she was very energetic and optimistic which is the exact opposite of my father which makes me question how they got together and formed a family.

Anyways back to the point. She died when my father was still a lieutenant on another island. It was a week before his promotion which was supposed to give him the rank of a lieutenant commander and allow him to come to our home island and stay here for a while.

Pirates had gotten angry at the local bar and decided to vent their anger through the waitress who at the time was my mother. She was trying to stop the pirates from hitting a customer and instead got hit herself, and once they started, they didn't stop. They continued to abuse her until one of them shot her with a bullet as a 'joke'.

Not even 10 minutes had passed and the marines came to help. They arrested the pirates and even got the captain which had a 10 Million bounty but... my mother still bled to death.

It had been 13 years since the self-proclaimed 'Pirate King' was executed and died, leaving his speech and motivating pirates to search for the hidden treasure named 'One Piece'. Therefore pirates had become a popular thing to pursue a life in and even more popular than marines at some point.

Even after my mother's death, my father had never complained about his life nor pirates and even said that not all pirates are necessarily bad. He took care of me as a single father and raised me for 16 years, he was my role model and my most trusted person.

After cleaning the dishes and speaking to my father about joining the marines next year he was somewhat hesitant about allowing me to risk my life. Most likely would be due to me being his only family left, he wanted to protect me. Hence he said he would train me to become a good enough fighter and be able to protect myself before protecting anything else. I was excited since I know my father is really strong.

On the same night, however, pirates attacked. My father woke up and went to defend the island and try to repel the pirates. It was going okay so far, my father and the other marines were doing their best and saved a lot of families, but that was until the captain and vice-captain showed up. Their bounties were 35 Million and 23 Million Belis respectively.

They attacked and even overthrew my father who I thought was quite strong. My father was resisting and even managed to injure the captain but that just made them even angrier and kicked my father in the face, knocking him out.

"fa-father?!"

"Gwa-hahaha look at this old man trying to play hero" *Bang*

I screamed. Then they did what I didn't want the most, they killed him. They weren't even feeling any pity or mercy, they just cruelly killed him and laughed about it. My hatred towards pirates grew even more. I wanted to kill them, remove them, erase them.

They noticed my scream and came in my direction.

"Gwa-haha what's with this shrimp"

"Dwa-haha he's probably that old man's son or somethin'"

"Well let's kill him right next to his old man to give some respect for injuring this great one Gwa-hahah!"

While the pirates were conversing, I tried resisting by leaping forward, followed by grabbing the sword next to my father's corpse and tried stabbing one of the pirates. He dodged by sidestepping and then kicked me in my stomach, launching me to the ground eating a mouthful of dirt.

"Shrimp I was going to give you a painless death but now you just pissed me off, suffer the torture Gwa-haha"

They then began kicking and stabbing, purposely avoiding my vital areas in order to keep me alive and torture me for a longer period before I bleed to death. After a while, they just left laughing at my futile resistance. Leaving the island after murdering everybody except a couple of females for their own desires.

Now we're back to the present, a young man lying on the ground looking towards the sky, bleeding out and nothing to do since he can't do anything. Eventually, the young man accepted his fate.

'At least I'll see my father again and my mother for the first time'

However, things aren't that simple...

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