Spike being a pirate searching for one of the most important treasures on the world
On a lonely island in the East Blue, a young man named Spike Drake, barely 12 years old, is spying on a clandestine meeting of aristocrats. Where he discovers that they are keeping one of the biggest secrets in the world, a possible path to the legendary One Piece, that treasure that only the one who would be the king of the pirates can get, can Spike fulfill that dream that every pirate has?
I don't know why i even wrote this, it's late and i need to sleep but my body doesn't want me to, so...Yeah, One-Shot or the beggining of something else? Choose one your own risk, i would probably add more characters when they starts to appear
It was a normal day on a lonely island in the East Blue, which was known as the weakest sea in the world. But on that island, a boy of perhaps 12 years old would be hiding on the roof of a tavern late at night. Beneath him, a group of aristocrats would be gathered, using the island as a facade for an important meeting. They seemed to be guarding an important map.
"So... You're saying this is a map that can lead to... That place?" a man with blond hair would say as he looked at a closed scroll on the table.
The boy, crouched on the tavern roof, watched attentively as the scene unfolded below him. With narrowed eyes, he listened carefully to the words of the man with blond hair. His heart pounded as he tried to decipher the meaning of that mysterious map. He decided to remain silent, waiting for the right moment to intervene.
"As I said, yes, I firmly believe this is a key piece to discovering the much-acclaimed 'One Piece,' but I am still unable to decipher it," the other man, taller and more robust in appearance, would say, somewhat frustrated by the other man's attitude.
The boy shuddered at the mention of the legendary "One Piece." He knew that map was no ordinary thing, and his curiosity was further ignited by the words of the robust man. Cautiously, he slid along the tavern roof, stealthily approaching the edge to better hear the conversation without being detected. He was determined to learn more about that mysterious map and its connection to the greatest treasure of the pirate world.
"(The One Piece... I've only heard legends of that place... But if these men believe it exists, maybe I can try to steal that map)," the boy would think nervously, swallowing hard.
The boy, with excitement and nervousness pulsing through his veins, closely observed the men discussing the map. Stealthily, he edged closer to the table where the scroll lay. His sweaty hands trembled slightly as he prepared to take the next step in his audacious plan.
The aristocrats, absorbed in their conversation, did not notice the presence of the boy lurking in the shadows. With calculated movements, the boy crouched slowly behind one of the men, reaching out cautiously towards the scroll. Just as he was about to touch it, a sudden creak echoed beneath his feet, alerting the men to his presence.
The man with blond hair spun around abruptly, surprised by the sound. His eyes met the boy's, who remained still for a moment, caught in the act. Tense silence filled the room as the boy and the men stared at each other, assessing each other in a game of wills.
"..." The boy quickly grabbed the scroll, narrowly avoiding a sword that was about to cut his hand, leaping backward to give the tall man time to remove the sword from the table, and the blond man to grab his gun and aim it at Spike with a trembling hand.
Adrenaline pumped through the boy's veins as he faced the men, his hand gripping the scroll with determination. He watched cautiously as the blond man raised his gun, his trembling pulse reflecting the tension in the room. Quickly, the boy assessed his options, his mind racing as he searched for an escape.
"Stop right there, brat!" shouted the tall man, brandishing his sword skillfully as he advanced towards the boy with steady steps.
The boy instinctively stepped back, his eyes gleaming with determination as he held the scroll tightly. He knew he couldn't let these men stop him, not when he was so close to uncovering the truth behind the mysterious map.
With a quick movement, the boy dodged the sword's strike narrowly. He moved with agility, his mind working at full speed as he plotted a plan to escape. With a sudden turn, he ducked under another sword strike before lunging at the man and managing to push him several meters away surprisingly.
"What the heck!?" The burly man would get up from the ground to see... a surprising sight, Spike was with his arms and legs covered in thick green scales and long sharp claws on each hand, several spikes would come out of his back down to a tail that came out of his lower back, and several fangs would be seen protruding from his lips. "You're... a Devil Fruit user!?"
The burly man stepped back, surprised by the boy's sudden transformation. The boy's eyes gleamed with fierce intensity as his features changed before the men's astonished gaze. With a defiant smile on his face, the boy, now transformed, prepared to face his opponents with his new power.
"That's right!" exclaimed the boy, his voice resonating with a strength that hadn't been present before. "and you won't stop me so easily."
Name: Spike Drake
Devil Fruit: Toka Toka No Mi: Dragon Model
Bounty: 10,000
"Curse... This is bad," the swordsman would say as he stood up angrily.
"(DARN DARN DARN!)" Spike would think as sweat dripped down his forehead, but without losing his defiant smile to maintain his mask of security. "(USUALLY MY FRUIT SCARES EVERYONE BEFORE I HAVE TO REALLY FIGHT! I DON'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO USE IT WELL!)"
The men, on the other hand, watched the boy with a mixture of surprise and concern. They had underestimated the boy, failing to realize his true potential as a Devil Fruit user. The man with blond hair tightened his grip on his gun's handle, his gaze fixed on the transformed boy. He knew facing a Devil Fruit user was a dangerous task, but he also understood the importance of ensuring that the scroll did not fall into the wrong hands.
Meanwhile, the burly man, recovering from the boy's surprising blow, rose with determination on his face. His sword gleamed in the tavern's light, ready to be used in defense of his objective. However, a sense of unease crept over him as he watched the boy with his new abilities, wondering how they could overcome such an unpredictable enemy.
"(I must remain calm and think clearly)," the boy reminded himself as he evaluated the situation. With a quick observation, he noticed that the man with blond hair had his eyes fixed on the scroll, while the burly man prepared to attack again. Deciding he needed to act quickly, the boy lunged towards the blond man, hoping to catch him by surprise. The man, surprised by the sudden attack, barely had time to react as the boy approached quickly. With a swift movement, the boy deflected the man's gun with his tail, sending the gun flying before landing a direct punch to the man's face, which he narrowly avoided.
"Not so fast, brat!" shouted the burly man, lunging towards the boy with his sword raised high.
The boy, with the scroll in one hand, prepared to defend himself from the incoming attack. With agility, he dodged the first sword strike before counterattacking with a series of quick and precise movements. His claws clashed against the sword blade, creating sparks in the air as they fought for control.
Meanwhile, the blond man got up from the ground, recovering from the boy's surprise attack. With a furious look on his face, he lunged towards the boy with determination, determined to retrieve the scroll at any cost. However, the boy was ready to face him, his senses sharpened by the power of his Devil Fruit allowing him to duck at the exact moment the blond man was about to give him a strong kick to the face, starting to have to dodge and block attacks from both men at the same time and slowly losing control of the situation.
The boy found himself in an increasingly complicated situation, facing two determined and skilled opponents. With each move, his mind worked at full speed as he searched for an opportunity to turn the tide of the battle in his favor. Despite his bravery and skill, he knew he couldn't afford to make mistakes in such an intense battle.
The men, on the other hand, pressed hard, seizing every opportunity to try to snatch the scroll from the boy. Their attacks were coordinated and calculated, demonstrating combat experience that the boy had not yet fully acquired. However, the boy refused to give up, his determination burning with renewed intensity as he fought to stand firm against adversity.
With a quick movement, the boy managed to dodge a sword strike from the burly man, sliding along the floor with feline agility. He quickly got up, his mind analyzing every move of his opponents as he searched for an opening to counterattack. His claws gleamed in the tavern's light, ready to defend against any threat that stood in his way.
Meanwhile, the blond man advanced with determination, his gaze fixed on the scroll that the boy held tightly. With a fluid movement, he attempted to snatch the scroll from the boy, but the boy responded quickly, deflecting the attack with his tail before launching a precise counterattack that forced the man to step back momentarily.
The boy seized the brief respite to assess the situation, his mind working at full speed as he searched for a strategy to turn the tide of the battle. He knew he couldn't afford to make mistakes.
"(I haven't tried...)" Spike would think while breathing heavily, remembering the stories of dragons he had heard in legends, majestic creatures capable of unleashing powerful flames that consumed everything in their path. With a flash of determination in his eyes, Spike decided it was time to test the true power of his Devil Fruit.
The boy, concentrating his energy, invoked the element latent within him. With a defiant roar, an intense blaze erupted from his mouth, engulfing the men in a dance of voracious fire. The scorching heat filled the room as the flames spread, forcing the men to retreat before the destructive power of the boy transformed into a dragon.
The men, surprised by the sudden manifestation of the boy's power, struggled to stand firm against the fury of the flames surrounding them. The burly man wielded his sword in a desperate attempt to protect himself from the flames, while the blond man fought to maintain his composure in the face of the attack. The flames danced around them, fueled by the power of his Devil Fruit, enveloping the men in a fiery storm. With determination in his eyes, the boy prepared to take advantage of the confusion caused by his attack to secure the scroll and escape from the tavern before it was too late. However, before he could move, a mysterious figure emerged from the shadows, blocking his path.
"Stop right there, young dragon!" exclaimed a deep and authoritative voice, causing the boy to halt in his tracks.
The boy turned to the figure, his gaze filled with surprise as he saw a man dressed in a long coat and a mask covering half of his face. His penetrating eyes stared at the boy, assessing him with an intensity that made the boy instinctively step back.
"Who are you?" asked the boy, his voice cautious as he prepared to defend himself.
The man, not revealing his identity, calmly extended a hand towards the boy, his expression serious but serene.
"My name doesn't matter," replied the man. "What matters is what you will do next. Will you use your power to sow chaos and destruction, or will you find true strength in kindness and compassion?"
Spike would observe him for several seconds, opening and closing his mouth before finally closing it and looking him up and down, confused.
"...I see you're still unable to decide that," the masked man would say with a tone of voice that showed... nothing, nodding to himself as he withdrew his hand. "It will be interesting to know which one you'll choose, young dragon."
And so, as strangely as he arrived, the man would walk directly into the flames, leaving Spike totally confused, but not a minute would pass before Spike would just shake his head and repeat his attempt to leave the burning bar.
Once outside, Spike stopped for a moment to catch his breath, his mind still spinning with the masked man's words. Despite the confusion he felt, he knew he had to focus on the task at hand: protecting the scroll and uncovering the truth behind the mysterious map.
With renewed determination, Spike set off, running through the streets of the island as dark smoke rose into the night sky. He knew he couldn't stay in one place for long, not when the men behind the scroll would surely pursue him relentlessly.
"...Curse, the boss is going to kill us," the blond man would say as he sat next to his companion by the burning bar.
After a few minutes of running, Spike would take refuge while recovering the much lost energy from having his Devil Fruit activated for so long, breathing heavily as he held the map firmly. Although he had managed to escape with the scroll, he knew his adventure had only just begun. With determination in his gaze, he spread the map on the ground and began to examine it carefully, searching for clues that would lead him to the legendary "One Piece."
"Although there's a small problem, Spike," Spike would say to himself as he looked at the map with determination. "you don't know how to read maps."
Spike watched from afar as the Marines' ship docked on the island, his heart pounding nervously as he realized they might be looking for him. Quickly, he moved away from the port, staying hidden in the shadows while cautiously observing the activity around him.
As the Marines disembarked from the ship, Spike remained alert, carefully evaluating his options. He knew he couldn't afford to be captured, not when he was so close to unraveling the mystery of the One Piece. With determination, he decided it was time to leave the island and seek refuge elsewhere.
With swift and stealthy movements, Spike slipped through the streets of the island, avoiding detection by any Marine patrols that might be lurking in the area. His mind raced as he plotted a plan to escape the island without raising suspicions.
After ensuring no one was nearby, Spike headed towards the dock in search of a boat to take him away from the island. Hopefully, he could find a trader willing to take him to a nearby island where he could continue his search for the One Piece without being pursued by the Marines.
Finally, he spotted a small fishing boat moored at the end of the dock, apparently abandoned by its crew. With a mixture of relief and nervousness, Spike approached the boat, making sure not to be seen by any Marines who might be watching the area. With quick and silent movements, he untied the ropes holding the boat and jumped aboard with agility.
Once inside the boat, Spike hurried to untie the oars and began rowing away from the port, quickly distancing himself from the island while keeping a vigilant eye on his surroundings. He knew he couldn't let his guard down until he was safely out at sea, beyond the reach of the Marines who might be searching for him.
With each stroke, the distance between Spike and the island widened, and a sense of relief began to wash over him. However, he also knew that his journey was far from over. He had to find a way to reach a safe island where he could plan his next move without worrying about being captured.
After sailing for what seemed like hours, Spike would be about to take a break... Until out of nowhere, a massive sea beast's head would appear from one second to the next just a few meters away from him, ready to devour his boat.
The sudden appearance of the sea beast's head left Spike breathless, his heart pounding as he watched in horror as the monster loomed over him. With a mixture of panic and determination, he realized he was in a dangerous situation and needed to act quickly if he wanted to survive.
With swift movements, Spike grabbed the oars tightly and began rowing with all his strength, trying to get away as fast as possible from the sea beast looming over him. The boat rocked violently as the beast thrashed the waters around it, sending giant waves crashing that threatened to capsize it at any moment.
"SONIC RAINBOOM!" A female voice would shout before a bright beam of light would appear out of nowhere and obliterate the sea beast in less than a second, leaving only its headless corpse floating in the sea.
The sudden attack surprised Spike, who came to a sudden stop as he watched in awe the destruction of the sea beast at the hands of the mysterious force. With narrowed eyes, he searched the horizon for the source of the attack, wondering who or what had intervened to save him at the last moment.
"Need a hand, kid?" asked the voice of a woman, who could only be seen on a much larger ship than Spike's, her appearance only visible as a silhouette.
Spike cautiously observed the figure on the larger ship, his senses alert as he assessed the situation. Despite the relief of being saved from the sea beast's attack, he couldn't let his guard down in front of a stranger, especially at sea where dangers abound.
With a firm but cautious voice, Spike responded to the woman from his position in the smaller boat.
"Who are you? And why did you save me?" Spike asked, his gaze fixed on the silhouette of the woman on the larger ship. He was determined to get answers before fully trusting her.
The woman on the boat let out a soft laugh before responding, her voice carrying a tone of amusement.
"They call me Dash, and let's just say I have a weakness for saving those in distress at sea," the woman replied, laughing lightly. "Besides, it's not every day I see a young man like you facing a sea beast with such bravery."
"Though a boat doesn't stay afloat on bravery alone," Rainbow would say with a somewhat playful smile, pointing at Spike's small boat.
"...I guess I don't have much choice," Spike would say, letting out a somewhat embarrassed sigh.
With a friendly smile, Rainbow approached Spike's boat and extended a hand to help him aboard her larger ship. Spike, grateful for the help, accepted Rainbow's hand and climbed aboard carefully, making sure not to lose his balance as he moved from the smaller boat to the larger one.
Once aboard Rainbow's ship, Spike looked around in awe at his surroundings, marveling at the breadth and grandeur of the vessel. With each step he took, he felt smaller in comparison to the magnitude of the ship and the experience of its captain.
Rainbow, meanwhile, moved confidently across the deck, her gaze fixed on the horizon as she skillfully directed the ship. Her presence was imposing, but at the same time warm and welcoming, which made Spike feel comfortable in her company despite the unknown situation he found himself in.
"I hope you don't mind the company of a young pirate on your ship," Spike said, trying to break the ice as he adjusted to his new situation.
"Of course not, kid," Rainbow replied with a friendly smile. "Everyone is welcome aboard the 'Sea Killer', as long as they're willing to work hard and follow my orders."
In that brief moment of conversation, they would analyze each other for something detailed in them, analyzing each other's appearance.
Spike dresses elegantly, wearing a high-quality white shirt that contrasts perfectly with a dark blue velvet vest that gives him a sophisticated touch. His matching pants are made of fine fabric and perfectly ironed, showing his attention to detail and sense of style. He wears perfectly polished brown leather shoes, completing his refined look. An antique pocket watch hangs from his vest, adding a touch of nostalgia and distinction to his outfit. His dark green hair is elegantly styled back, and his eyes shine with determination and youthful curiosity.
Rainbow wears a flashy and colorful pirate outfit. She wears a blue jacket with golden trim and silver buttons that reaches her thighs, open at the front to reveal a white shirt underneath. Her pants are dark blue, tight-fitting, and decorated with golden details that add an elegant touch to her outfit. She wears tall black leather boots with thick heels and sturdy soles, ideal for maintaining balance on deck during storms at sea. At her waist, she wears a leather belt adorned with silver buckles, where she keeps a pirate-style sword and various useful accessories. Her rainbow-colored hair reaches her waist.
"Wow, we have an elegant one here?" Rainbow would say somewhat surprised by Spike's elegant clothes.
"Thank you, I suppose I like to dress well even in difficult situations," Spike replied with a smile, only for Rainbow to mess up his hair with her hand.
"And where were you going, kid?" Rainbow would say leaning on the railing of her ship.
"Well, I was on my way to a nearby island
according to a map that... um... I acquired," Spike replied, trying to hide the true nature of the scroll he carried with him. "It seems like life had other plans for me before getting there."
Rainbow raised an eyebrow, her sharp gaze evaluating Spike with curiosity as she held his gaze.
"Interesting... A map, huh?" Rainbow said, her tone filled with intrigue. "I suppose I could help you get to your destination, as long as you tell me a little more about your mysterious map."
Spike stared at Rainbow cautiously, his mind racing as he considered how to respond to her question. He knew he couldn't reveal the true nature of the scroll he carried with him, but at the same time, he needed Rainbow's help to reach his destination.
With a sigh, Spike decided to trust Rainbow to some extent, revealing only the necessary information to get her help without compromising his mission.
"The map... it's something special," Spike began, choosing his words carefully, keeping his explanation as vague as possible. "It leads me to an island where it's rumored there's a treasure. I don't exactly know what kind of treasure it is, but I know it's something many people are willing to kill to obtain."
"Look, kid, I'm not the type of person who gets easily scared," Rainbow said without even giving Spike a second to say another word, subtly reaching for the base of her sword. "If you're willing to trust me and follow my instructions, I promise I'll take you where you need to go smoothly... In exchange for a part of the treasure, of course."
"U-Umm...S-Sure!" Spike would say taking a few steps back with his hands raised.
Rainbow nodded approvingly, a playful smile curving her lips as she watched Spike with interest.
"I like your attitude, kid," Rainbow said, her tone full of confidence. "And what do you have to offer for a crew?"
"Well, I can be quite useful in a fight, especially if I find myself in a tough situation," Spike replied, his tone filled with determination. "Plus...I enjoy cooking."
"A cook! Amazing!" Rainbow would say patting him on the back. "Come on, I'll show you the kitchen so you can prepare something good."
"So what's the plan, Captain?" Spike would say as he leaned on the railing, looking at the woman with a smile, munching on a bacon and ham sandwich while Rainbow enjoyed a plate of noodles.
"Well, lad, the plan is simple," Rainbow began, her tone filled with confidence. "We'll keep sailing until we find an island where we'll look for someone who can read that map you've got."
"I see," Spike replied, sipping calmly from a glass of water. "And what do we do if we find someone who can read the map? How will we know if we can trust them?"
"That's a good question, lad," she said, taking a sip of her drink before continuing. "It'll depend on the situation. If we find someone trustworthy, we'll have them guide us, and if they try anything funny..."
The knife slamming into the table by Rainbow was enough for the lad to understand the hint, causing him to swallow nervously. The serious expression on Rainbow's face made Spike take a couple of steps back, feeling nervous.
"Understood, Captain," Spike said, running his hand through his stylish hair.
"So... what's with all the fancy clothes? Weren't you a pirate?" Rainbow would say, raising a slightly confused eyebrow.
Spike chuckled slightly, feeling a bit embarrassed by Rainbow's question.
"Well, yes, I'm a pirate, but that doesn't mean I can't dress stylishly," the lad replied with a smile as he brushed dust off his shoulder. "Besides, I think it's important to maintain a good appearance even at sea. You never know when we might encounter someone important, right?"
"The most important person is always me, kid. There's no one who's going to consider themselves superior to me," Rainbow would say with a somewhat smug smile, arms crossed.
"Well, that's true, Captain," he responded with a playful smile. "But it's always good to keep up appearances, isn't it?"
"I guess you're right, lad," she said, extending a hand to give him a friendly tap on the shoulder. "Seems like you've got more on your mind than I thought. Maybe you're not so useless after all."
"Hey!" Spike would say, slightly offended by those words, but he'd laugh a little afterward.
"Now go get yourself ready, arm up if you have to, sharpen your sword if you have one, steal a knife from the kitchen or whatever, because this is about to get dangerous, kid," Rainbow would say with a smile, getting up and grabbing her empty bowl, giving him a gentle tap on the cheek with her knuckle.
Out of nowhere, a huge cannonball would pass between them, inches away from hitting Spike lethally, before sailing past and plunging directly into the water.
"CURSE!" Spike would say, falling to the ground from the shock of the cannonball coming so close to him.
Spike quickly got up from the floor, eyes filled with surprise and adrenaline from the narrow escape. He clung to the railing tightly, trying to regain his balance as his heart continued to beat fast from the closeness of danger.
Rainbow, on the other hand, reacted quickly, running to Spike to ensure he was unharmed. With a serious expression on her face, the captain examined Spike for signs of injury, relieved to see he was unharmed but worried about the seriousness of the situation.
"What was that!?" Spike would say, looking around, before both he and Rainbow would see what looked like a large ship with its cannons aimed at them.
"...Oh, this is going to be fun," Rainbow would say with an almost predatory smile.
Excitement and tension filled the air as Rainbow and Spike prepared to face the imminent attack from the enemy ship. With determination in her eyes, Rainbow took on a leadership position, ready to lead her crew of one into battle.
"Prepare your weapons and maneuver for combat!" Rainbow ordered firmly, her tone full of authority as she headed for the helm of the ship. "We won't surrender without fighting to our last breath!"
Meanwhile, the enemy ship was approaching rapidly, its cannons aiming directly at Rainbow's ship. The roar of the shots filled the air as the cannonballs dangerously approached the ship, shaking the deck and rattling the crew members.
"I EAT CANNONBALLS FOR BREAKFAST, SUCKERS!" Rainbow would say with one hand on her helm, while her other hand would seem to almost disappear to reveal a much more advanced cannon than any cheap ship cannon. "TAKE THIS!"
And so the woman would unleash a massive burst of what seemed to be light directly toward the enemy ship, unleashing a powerful attack that tore through the enemy ship's sails and left its crew stunned. The roaring flames and thunderous boom filled the air as the enemy ship staggered from the impact, struggling to stay afloat. The enemy ship swayed violently, its structure weakened by Rainbow's powerful attack. The enemy crew struggled to maintain control as flames consumed their ship, leaving them in a state of chaos and desperation.
"Ha! Nobody messes with me, you bunch of idiots!" the woman would say with a big smile as she made her hand reappear.
"..." Spike would only look in shock between the woman and the now almost destroyed ship.
Rainbow turned to Spike with a triumphant smile, her gaze filled with pride for her powerful display of combat skills.
"Thanks, kid!" she responded, her tone filled with satisfaction. "Looks like you've had a taste of what I'm capable of today! Maybe any possible thoughts of betrayal have vanished from your young head."
"There's no doubt you're amazing, Captain!" Spike exclaimed, his voice full of admiration as he got up from the floor and approached Rainbow. "I've never seen anyone fight like you. That was awesome!"
Rainbow smiled with satisfaction at Spike's praise, her expression radiant with joy at having impressed her new crewmate.
"Now go prepare a feast, kid! Sinking a ship really gets the blood pumping!" Rainbow would say with a smile before walking off to her cabin to do something.
While all this was happening, in the remains of the now stable ship, there would be a group of pirates trying to salvage whatever they could.
"Captain! What are we going to do!? They're getting away!"
"Forget it... This won't stand, it was our mistake... But next time this WON'T end well for that brat," a deep, rough voice would say as he used his slightly pawed but gray-furred hands to grab a knife, before throwing it at a poster with Spike's photo.