14 Chapter 14 | Two brother's getting two different teachers!

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"Uh… why do you wake me up so early, gramps…" Luffy yawned, the sun didn't even rise yet, and after last night's party, he was kinda of exhausted.

He was an early riser, but even for him, it was a bit too early.

"Bahaha… I'm just keeping my promise brat…" Garp said walking as he held Luffy by the back of his collar. "Now, he's all yours." With that, he threw Luffy forward. Already used to his antics, Luffy didn't fall, and managed to land on his feet, even if he was half asleep.

"Now, give me five hundred push-ups." Someone said, before grabbing him by the wrist, and slapping something on it.

And Luffy felt extremely weak from that. What was that… when he looked down at his wrist, he saw a metal-like wristband attached to his arm. It was no wristband, it was a handcuff. And Luffy knew this was made out of sea prism stone, by how weak he was feeling.

Luffy was a bit surprised, but even more so when saw someone else with them.

"I saw your training the other day, when you were in the waterfall... using the devil fruit's weakness to your advantage to gain some muscles. Huh… why didn't we think of that, Bogard."

"Well, most recruits and soldiers in Marines gain their devil fruits a lot late, and that's if they are lucky… by then they have the built-in muscles. So they only work on their fruit's power."

Bogard spoke, and Luffy recognized him from the show… he was Garp's assistant… or was it his right-hand man.

The man was tall, yet half a head taller than Garp. He was wearing a matching silver beige suit and hat, a katana strapped to his belt. Wearing a coat of white marine with justice written on its back. The man looked at Luffy, his eyes, hiding behind his hat, with a feeling of seriousness surrounding him.

"Hello, Luffy." The man said, "Your grandfather has brought me here to train you. I hope we can get along this week…" he said, his voice serious and stoic, "Now give me five hundred push-ups, soldier!"

Luffy wanted to point out, he wasn't a soldier, but that man had a scowl on his face that could match Garp's grin. So he didn't protest and dropped down, started his push-ups.

Huh, the things I do for strength.

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Masked Deuce knew that something bad was going to happen, even before arriving on the last island on the first part of Grandline, he knew something was bound to go wrong. He had this gut feeling of sorts, or it might be the expired milk that he drank this morning. Ace and his stupid pranks...

"Wow, those are some huge trees…" His captain said looking in awe at the giant trees. "And are those bubbles? Those are coming out of the ground? The grand line sure is a bizarre place… It never gets boring."

As a bit of a researcher himself, Masked Deuce looked at the one he was calling his captain. Portgas D. Ace, or better known by his alias Fire Fist Ace. "This will be the last island that we have to cross before going to the new world… but captain, are you sure we are ready?" he looked to his side but the man was gone.

"Good job with the navigation! Showing appreciation for my crew is part of my duties…" Ace said, already off the ship. "I will get some food supplies."

"Captain." The other crewmates said, some joining him. While others stayed.

"That Ace!" Masked Deuce already had a tick mark on his face, before he sighed.

Why did he even bother...

"Skull who was the man you said... that does the best coating around here…"

A man that wore a white skull-like masked looked at him. "Master Deu… he's a bit old, but he's the best out there, though I don't know why people are scared of him."

The second in command of the spade pirates sighed. "Well, we have to meet him first before judging his character… I mean he couldn't be much of a dangerous guy, if he's coating ships." Oh, how wrong he was.

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Masked Deuce really wanted to slap himself for some reason. Why didn't the name click before? Sitting in front of him was Silvers Rayleigh, the right hand of the pirate king.

"Are you the captain?"

"N-No… I apologize… I have come as his representative." He said, almost quaking in his boots, "The captain was lured away by some delicious smell of food the moment he arrived."

"Hahaha… no matter what era, a captain is always free-spirited isn't he?" he said, almost smiling fondly remembering something. "I also unexpectedly took on a journey… fate is like that sometimes. You don't know where you will end up." He laughed again. "But that's the charm of being a pirate."

"Uh… thanks." He said, "Anyway, sorry for disturbing you… we will find someone else to do our coating."

"No, it's no problem." The old man said, finishing his cup of sake. "Hah… that hit the spot. What was your pirate crew's name again?"

"Oh, it's the spade pirates!" Masked Deuce said, rubbing the back of his neck, not seeing the serious expression that dawned on the former pirate's face.

"Hmm… then young man you can help me with something."

"Huh?" Masked Deuce looked up, seeing the grinning old man. "Why don't you call your captain over… I would like to have a word with him." And by the looks of it, it wasn't a request. It was an order.

Masked Deuce gulped. Ace… What did you do this time?