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Volition Conquest

A one piece fan fiction story

Zauna · Fantasy
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2 Chs

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Sailing across the vast Paradise Sea was the Lystar Pirate ship. They had just entered Paradise not too long ago about a week or so, they were in search of something to conquer, something to pillage. At heart, their captain Northstar Lysander wasn't a cruel conquer no, but a seeker of adventure and triumph, after all his dream was to become a notorious figure in all the seas. After obtaining his newfound fruit power Riba Riba no Mi Lysander would seek a way to learn his fruit further.

It had been 2 weeks since the Lystar Pirates left Loguetown the previous last known whereabouts, Lysander their captain had been napping on his signature hammock, that cascaded just above the main deck. The sun was shining down on the Galaxy Voyager as the cool sea winds blew around cooling everything down as the spring heat radiated.

During their journey, they picked up a log pose that was located and found in a buried chest. Lysander was familiar with navigation due to his family's business and the teachings he had received from them. According to the charts and maps they should be at the supposed location in a day or two.

Lysander would wake up from his nap, rubbing his crusted-shut eyes open. The sun shinned on his face blinding him from sight, putting his right hand in front of his face he covered his eyes, allowing his vision to settle in once again. The cawing of seagulls would be heard by his ears, it was now a soothing sound for him, for spending such a short time on the seas Lysander began to finally adjust to sea life. Sitting up in his hammock he glanced around his ship, darting his eyes around trying to locate his fellow crewmates.

Lysander had seemed to make some new friends along his way, his right-hand man and First mate, Wallace E. Howell. The inspiring young swordsman who wishes to become the greatest in the world. Another was a man named Pablo Andretti a go kart driver from the east blue looking for some spice in his life.

He found Howell pop out from below deck, "Oh captain your awake!" Howell quickly rushed up the deck stairs to embrace his captain. They shook hands grasping firmly to one another.

"Our first real adventure, I'm excited about this one," Howell said smiling.

"I know, it feels good to finally make it here," Lysander said walking over toward the ledge of the ship and placing his elbows on the railing. He took off his straw hat and looked into the waters below. Howell followed in the same mannerism leaning up against the railing.

"You know, I really do hope this Log Pose leads somewhere, It would be a shame if it was a dud. I would have to go back to that island and give that kid a beating for leading us astray. YAHAHAHAH!" he laughed throwing his straw hat back onto his head.

"Yes that would be a shame, although I don't know if beating up a child would be worth all that."

"Ah, I guess you're right. I don't want my reputation to be known as a child killer!"

"Come on Howell, lets go get some food, I'm starving."

The two pirates shared a laugh with each other and walked through the ship door into the kitchen.

Inside the Kitchen, Pablo was already inside, smashing up stuff and looking for something to eat! Pablo called out as he saw the two pirates enter. "I just wanna know where all the food is! dammit! Where is it?! I want that good food. Why is nothing cooked on here? Don't tell me you all cook your food yourselves! And make dishes! I wanna eat something now!" Pablo complained before he began grabbing all the stuff he threw around. He had not broken anything (He had that much self restraint) it was more of a child throwing a light tantrum.

"Alright, I think I've cooled off. But no seriously where is the fucking food we have been out for two weeks out here. When we finally find land I'm getting some food, some money, my own ship and then I'm gonna take over the entire grand line baby! Gonna even surpass those pirates who wanna become the Kings. What they called again? The...it starts with a Y just forgetting it?" Pablo rubbed his head trying to remember the damn name.

"I believe Yonko is the word you're looking for. And stop ruining my damn ship you stow away! Hands off the merchandise!" Lysander roared, face looking like a goofy evil demon. You could see the stem smoke off of his head.

"I went to the damned down to look for a cook but we were out of luck, and all we got was you!"

"Huh! The Yonko huh? Yah I'll kick their ass." Pablo rubbed his chin as Lysander roared at him. "You really think I'm gonna stop messing with your stuff? Also, don't insult me. You all let me be on the boat. You can kick me off right now or well try. I am a bit too big for that!" Pablo pointed at Lysander. Pablo then rubbed his chin, "So uh speaking of, when are we gonna hit land? Like...going up that Redline was fun but we've not seen anything interesting in weeks!" Pablo complained as he got on his hands and knees to beg Lysander to tell him how close they were.

"I guess you make a good point, I did approve of your current stay. But we should be reaching land very soon," Lysander then pressed a button underneath one of the kitchen counters that popped out a hidden compartment, inside it was a pack of his last beef jerky and one bottle of apple wine. He flaunted his newfound kitchen snacks toward Pablo, scrunching his face while sticking his tongue out at him.

"Anyways come let me show you guys something," Lysander then walked out of the kitchen and headed down below deck to the Celestial Chamber. There the group has a discussion about the arrival and further plans of the future.

As Lysander pulled down the switch located next to the door entrance, with that the lights went out briefly then projector lights shot through the room. The light projected a visual 3D map of paradise and the known islands and locations that have been updated throughout the years. The 3D map also portrayed a 3D ship in the model of the Galaxy Voyager. It showed the group its course to this island that the log pose pointed to. The map said about 2-3 days until arrival, but there was no island it said they were going to. "It looks like we might discover a new location," Lysander chimed looking toward the group.