ONE PIECE: Dawn of a New Era

This is a story that has already happened. It cannot be changed. It is already over. It is a story of love and loss, Bonds and betrayal, courage and sacrifice and the death of dreams. But also the creation and seeking of new ones. The exploration of the blurred lines between the best, And the Worst within the world. The Discovery of the Past, and the paving of the future. It is the story of everything.

And you're about to witness it's beginning.

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Wealth, Fame, Power.

Gol D. Roger the king of the pirates obtained this and everything else the World had to offer.

And his dying words drove countless souls to the seas.

"My Treasure? If you want it, you can have it! Go Find it! I left everything this world has to offer there!"

"You just have to find it!" These words lured men to the grand line, pursuing dreams greater than they Ever dared to imagine.

This ushered in a new age Known as "The Great Pirate Era"

Rogers Execution took place almost Twenty-Five Years ago.

Currently, The Great Pirate era is well underway. Countless people take to the sea from all across the globe in hopes of attaining the Legendary Treasure known as "The One Piece"

But there are those who take to the Seas for their own goal. Nobel or Nefarious. For this world, is a dark one. Filled Death, Deception, Corruption, Racism , Genocide, Crime. What else would you expect in a world infested with Pirates and Marines? Where anything could be a possibility?

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10 Years Ago.

Sparrow had been visiting the island for months now. The young boy that sat next to him had taken a liking to him, majorly so. Sparrow, leader and captain of the Black Hair Pirates with a bounty of 3,500,000,000 Berry, took to looking after the boy. The boy himself was an orphan. He was semi actively taken care of by the entire village. Sparrow was more of a friend to the child than an outward mentor. That was until one day, after a harrowing journey and thievery. Sparrow brought a chest that contained a fruit inside of it. A legendary fruit known as a Devil Fruit, these fruits were said to to grant a Variety of Powers upon Consuming one. But at the Cost of Being Drained of Energy by the Sea and loosing the ability to Swim!

From Elemental, To Animals, To Strange Powers. The Possibilities were endless!

The boy looked at it. And felt almost as though it was calling too him. Perhaps his hunger, or the intrigue of seeing such a strange thing.

Upon consuming it, Sparrow exploded in confusion and frustration at a child eating his sacred treasure. Sparrow could feel the Childs body change as he hoisted him into the giving him a shake. The Childs Limbs Miraculously began to elongate, and Stretching like rubber! The Child had eaten a mythical and legendary Devil Fruit! He was granted the abilities of the Gum Gum Fruit! His Body Permanently having the Properties of Rubber.

A month or two passed. Occasionally sparrows would come along to visit the island. Though no one ever knew why. He would spend part of his time teaching the boy the basics. His spark for adventure and freedom to go to sea and be a pirate. To fight tough opponents, and to do as he pleased in the world. So on Sparrows last visit to the island. He wrapped a crimson red sash around his neck to soothe the young Childs pleas and told him;

"This Sash means a lot too me. It has many uses. It can be worn around the waist, put around someone cold to warm them. Or it can be worn around the neck. When you become a legendary pirate. You'll have a chance to give it back to me."

He never saw Sparrow after that.

Now to present day. This man, Known as Falcon D. Leroy is now 19 years old. He'd been exploring the surrounding ocean and honing his body for years. Going further and further out. But now, he was going to set sail and truly start the journey he'd been working for. Some said he was ready. Others thought he was a fool. But He had vowed that the day he turned 19 He would set sail.

Packing himself a Bag, and readying a small sail boat. He set off for his goal. "To Become King Of the Pirates!"

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The East Blue. Open Waters, Middle of Nowhere. Midday

A ship floated gently through the clear azure sea. The light from the Sun, that hung overhead, glistened against its surface.

The ship was nothing special. Most would call it a row boat or a dingy. But even that was giving it too much credit. It held a simple sail of cotton which was lowered to catch as much wind as possible. Unfortunately for the sails, the weather was totally clear. Clear of wind. And Clear of Clouds. Leaving the raft to float gently through the still sea.

Inside the Ship was a lone figure. A young man. Laid out flat, his arms resting behind his head. Fast asleep. A loud sound of snoring could be heard.

This man wore baggy black pants and a pair of full wrap around leather sandals on his feet. Across his torso he wore a white baggy shirt, the sleeves of which were rolled up to the elbow exposing the man's forearms, and along with the low v cut of the shirt that traveled mid way down his torso, revealed that this man was very well built as well as toned. The strings that sat untied between both sides of the v-cut fabric hung loosely as he adjusted in his slumber..

But the most prominent thing about the Man was the fact he held a long, brilliant crimson red piece of fabric behind his head. Using it as a pillow. The man's mid length jet black hair gently moved as a sudden gust of wind whipped through the sea.

Unbeknownst to him, The Wind had not only reached him. But had also reached a lone ship. A carrack with its full sails out was swiftly coming inbound to the small raft.

"Captain! We've got something!" A voice shouted from a good 300 meters away. Too far for most people to hear. But it caused the Man on the raft to stir ever so slightly from his slumber. On board the ship that was quickly drawing closer and closer a voice yelled out. "What is it!" A swift response answered "A Raft sir! It's a raft! There's a man sleeping on it! What do we do?!"

"We do what we've always done you dolt! Fire! Wake 'em up or sink 'em! Then we take what's left!" A figure had walked onto the deck. Wearing a simple Pale colored T-Shirt, tattered pants and calf length leather boots. The hem of which was flattened and wrapped around the calf. This man, the captain, also wore forearm length leather gloves, as well as a worn brown leather corset. The Full outfit was topped off by a cravat Neckties. That hung loosely from around the man's neck.

"Aye Aye sir! Ready the Drums! Ready the Cannons!" Spoke the Squire as he sheepishly handed the spy glass to the captain. Whom took hold and held it up to his eye. Looking out to the Target. Quickly, the sound of war drums filled the air. The distinct melody of 'Dum-Dum-Dada...Dum-Dum-Dada' filled the air.

The Intrusive sound caused the lone man on the ship to stir. His silver eyes opening sluggishly to the blurry image of the Carrack focusing into view as his eyes got used to the light. The next thing he saw was a cannon ball hurling straight towards him. Yet his face lacked any reaction as the cannonball whizzed right past him. Making a considerably large disturbance in the water behind him! Causing the Raft to bob violently as the man stood to his feet, attempting to get balance as he shook his face. Now fully awake.

"YOU MISSED YOU FUCKIGN IDIOT!" The captain screamed at one of the Cannon-men, before raising his fist into the air and planting it into the back of the man's skull. Causing them to fly forward, their face smacking into the Metal of the cannon rather brutally. A small stain of blood trailing down the man's face, and the surface of the cannon. The Captain whipped his hand into the air to silence the drums as he looked back at the man.

"YOU THERE SCALLYWAG! HAND OVER ALL THAT'S IN THAT BAG-" Suddenly the Captain was cut off by a distinct voice. Coming from none other than the Man in the Raft.

"You got any food? Meat...Rum...Bit of Berries?" His attention, as opposed to being on the ship with an entire line of cannons pointed at him, was currently occupied with wrapping the crimson cloth around his waist. Tucking the loose fabric into the fold, and letting it hang out ever so slightly. The sash gently flapped in the wind.

"....What?" The Captain looked around to the rest of the crew. Who were all armed to the teeth so to say. Belts wrapped around their waist to hold at least one cutlass and one flintlock pistol. Some even carried long rifles or multiple blades. Almost on cue the entire audience started to laugh. Which seemed to not bother the Man on the raft in the slightest in the slightest. In fact. He joined in with the laughter

"AHAHAHAHAHAHA!...Ha...AH-HAHAHAHA!" He Doubled over laughing. Holding his stomach as he looked back up to the ship. The Laughter settled, a smug smile was held on his face as he let out one last sigh. "Ha...We can do this the easy way, where you hand over all that you have, and I keep going my way. And you all starve, float adrift or kill-yourselves. Or Doing whatever it is you do with your pathetic excuse for pirate lives!"

Suddenly. The Smile turned to almost a sneer. An almost Diabolical smile as he looked back up at them "Or we can do this the hard way..."

Mutters from the Ship were heard. 'What's with that smile? What is he?'. The Captain even had a slight bead of sweat trail down his brow at such a strange look and attitude before suddenly mastering himself and pulling out his cutlass and yelling. "SHUT UP!" He then Pointed the Swords tip to the man on the raft and yelled to his crew

"F I R E! ! !"

The man shrugged his shoulders and spoke. Mainly to himself. "Hard way it is..!" With a quick lunge downwards, he grabbed the strap of his bag that the captain had wanted him to hand over. And right as all of the Cannons fired off, the lead shot from the weapons whizzing through the air, The man Leaped through the air in an incredible blur of speed! Disappearing from sight before the hot lead could even touch the boat. The man had thought to himself for the briefest of moments as he was leaping. 'Sorry...' A scowl then came over his face as he landed on the deck of the ship. To the total surprise of everyone else.

"I think we got him! That raft is nothing but driftwood now! Haha!" A spoke a man, but one of the fellow pirates flipped him around "NO YOU IDIOT! HE'S RIGHT THERE!" The man had a shocked expression on his face as he watched the man Slowly put his bag onto the ground "What the fuck!?"

The Captain pulled a pistol from his holster. A 1851 model navy and cocked the hammer back, holding his sword up and at the ready, his arm pulled back for a thrust.

"I AM THE MIGHTY STEADEY BONNEY. I AM NOT ONE TO BE TRIFLED WITH!" Suddenly the whole crew had surrounded the man, drawing swords and pistols. Pointing the business end of each of them right at the man. "JUST WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!" Questioned Steady.

The man lifted his hand, and moved the tip of one the swords out of the way before speaking

"My Name is Falcon D. Leroy. And I'm the man who's gonna become King of the Pirates!" Leroy declared this confidently. A smile ever present on his face as suddenly began the brawl!

At the sudden movement of Leroy, three of the pirates fired their weapons! But instead of hitting the red sashed pirate, they hit their own comrades! Blood and pieces of flesh flew through the air as they dropped to the ground dying from their own hands!

But they had no time to react as a sudden fist came flying up through the air! The fist of Leroy cracked straight into the jaw of one of the pirates so hard it sent them flying up and into the air before falling back to the ground with a resounding and satisfying CRASH! Yet Leroy's fist didn't stop, it had extended and stretched high into the sky almost like a rubber band!

"Oh shit! He's a devil fruit user!" The buccaneer had no time to fully take in the sight as Leroy's hand snapped back into place, and immediately the back of Leroy's hand was firmly planted into the nose of the onlooker. Cracking and breaking his nose with ease! A trail of blood spewing through the air as the man was hurled back!

"WHO GIVES A SHIT IF HE'S A FRUIT USER! SO AM I! JUST KILL HIM!" Steady watched in horror as this rubber bodied man effortlessly wiped through his men! Dodging the gun fire of his men, moving gracefully between the slashes of their swords, and planting one hit K.O's to them in blurs of speed! A firm smile on his face the entire time!

Leroy would bob out of the way of a sword, and bring up his forearm to counter the attacker. Stopping them in their tracks and disarming them with a swift movement of his fist! Shattering the low quality steel of their swords!

He'd be attacked by multiple men at once, and would disarm one, and dispatching them with a devastating kick to the sternum, before using the cutlass to make the smallest of grazes across another's stomach before dropping the blade, and before it even clattered against the wood of the ship, Leroy planted a fist right into the cut he'd made. Sending the man flying! Finally finishing off the third man with a swift elbow to his windpipe. But before he could even catch his breath more men filled in! Attempting their own attacks to stop the man!

"Man! You guys SUCK at this!" He mocked the men that fell beneath him

In only a few short minutes. He'd taken down over twenty of the men effortlessly. And without the use of his devil fruit to boot!

Steady screamed as he fired his pistol shot! The Bullet whizzed through the air! "DIE!" Leroy had turned around right as the bullet flew through the air. A smiling sneer on his face. He didn't even flinch as the Bullet sunk into his forehead, and nearly instantly was bounced right back at Steady!

"HUH?!" Steady let out a confused noise as he thought to himself. 'What is he! This blue is supposed to be tame! I've never seen someone like him before! Except for those few! I'm a fruit user! I should be able to handle him with my Piece-Piece fruit!' Steady regained composure as he watched Leroy stop moving.

He'd stopped to watch and see just what this man was capable of! What a rush! And such a breeze too! "So Steady...What else have you got up that leather glove of yours!"

'I should end this soon...As much fun as I'm having. I need to eat, and make my way to the next island...'

"BEHOLD! MY DEVIL FRUIT! THE PIECE PIECE FRUIT!" Steady held up his arm and suddenly, his arm disconnected! Like a toy arm, the pirate captain's forearm looked to have a ball and socket to connect each other together! The fist traveled with an impressive amount of speed! Shooting through the air!

PIECE PIECE; PIECES PUNCH!!

Leroy was surprised by the fact that this man was clearly far superior in strength to the rest of the crew. But he still easily moved out of the choreographed and slow moving attack. The fist impacted and shattered the wood of the wall of the stern behind them! Leroy smiled wider as he spoke "Not bad...My Turn...."

Grabbing his shoulder he cocked his arm back... "Gomu Gomu no..."

Suddenly Leroy shot his fist forward! His arm stretched and reached the Pirate Steady in mere fractions of a moment! The movement was enough that it caused a large audible BOOM! Whipping up wind around the Ship! Leroy's rubber fist impacted into the pirates face with such a triumphant amount of force he was sent flying backwards! His body breaking into pieces as he slammed into the bows far wall, smashing the wood of the stairs! Cracks reverberated outwards like fissures from the secondary impact! Leroy shouted his moves name at the top of his lungs, a smile strewn across all the while

"S H O T!"

With a quick SNAP. His arm retracted back into place. He then looked around. Everyone seemed to be either unconscious. Or killed by one of their crewmates misfire.

"Hmph...Hahahah....Alright...Now. Lets see what you guys got on this thing!" Leroy picked up his bag and slung it over his shoulder walking over to the Stern, the wood of one of the windows next to the stair was shattered from Steady's arm. His hand still planted into it. He took a few quick strides and reached the door to the helm. The captains quarters. Opening the door, he saw that the inside was your typical pirate captains quarters. A bed, a desk, table. But something caught his eye. Fresh fruit! Picking up an orange he began peeling it and stuffing slices into his mouth as he looked around the cabin.

"Seriously...Is there nothing in here..." He slammed one of the drawers shut before opening another one. A lot of it was loose sheets, letters, who knows what else. But his eyes fell upon something useful. A log book.

Popping the last slice into his mouth, he tossed the peel onto the floor and cracked the leather bound book open. After only a few short lines read. It revealed these Pirates were not only desperate. But total cowards. They did what ever they had to get even a decent amount of berry's...Slave Trafficking, Pillaging Villages across the East. Names of Brokers and Fences in a multitude of island was the only useful piece of information.

He could use the information of these fences to sell his own stolen goods. He slammed the book shut and tossed it to the ground with a disgusted look on his face. He then, in a rather calm fashion, went around the room and tore it apart. Flipping over the tables, throwing chairs across the room with only one arm. Upon throwing the bed and mattress across the room with a casual swing of his arm, he revealed a large chest. About three feet long and two feet wide, and at least half a foot deep.

A simple pad lock kept him out of it contents. Leroy simply gripped the padlock, and crushed it in his hand and tossed the torn metal behind him.

Inside was certainly a sight to behold. Leroy could help but smile again. The foot locker was filled to the brim with gold, gems, jewelry, and everything from an antique spoon set, to a box of fine Toba Cannabis Rolls. As well as sparse stacks of berry's wrapped in ribbons in denominations of 1,000 Leroy thought that it not only looked expensive. But it also all looked awesome! He picked up and looked over gems and jewelry with an inquisitive and curious eye

"Isn't this something!" Closing the Chest he held it under his arm and walked out the door to loot the rest of the ship.

By the end he came walking out back up to the deck from below. Having checked the entire ship, quarters and all. He held bottles of Vodka, Whiskey, and Rum in the same hand as he held the treasure chest. But on the other hand he held a sack of preserved meat, fruits and vegetables. Not enough to feed a whole crew. But enough to fill himself....For a few hours. Despite the large amount he held...

His eyes wandered over to the spot where Steady should be. And found he was gone. He let out a snort and spoke to the crew that was still too exhausted to move. "Man. Your guys' captain is a COWARD...heheh."

Leroy then walked over to the edge of the ship where some row boats were held. He then bent over and pulled a knife from one of the unconscious pirates' sheaths and sliced the rope. Watching the row boat fall to the sea beneath them. He made sure to not cut the last connecting line. But with a few small movements, Leroy stretched his arms down to his new vessel and loaded up his takings onto the raft. He then looked at the knife before tossing it behind him and looking around.

'What would make a good trophy...There!' Giving a short jog he picked up the Short Blade that had been left behind by steady. "Perfect....Oh Yeah!" He then Spun around on his heel and walked up to a Pirate that seemed to be the most conscious. Leroy squatted down and slapped him in the back of the head.

"Hey! You listening? Tell me where the closest island is." The pirate mumbled, but leroy cut him off with a curt snapping of his fingers. "I can't hear you..." And with that. He finally heard the pirate. Leroy stood up and spoke "Perfect!"

He spoke to the entire crew "Everyone listen up! I hope you can all swim. If not...I'd say good luck but none of you deserve that! Haha..." By the time he finished speaking he'd gone into the quarters, grabbed a lantern and made it back out to the deck. Leroy the chucked the Lantern through the air and into the crew's quarters. The flames quickly began to grow and engulf the ship.

Leroy cut the rope and had already begun rowing away. Watching from a distance as the Crew jumped overboard...

But as it quickly burned down, just as he moved over the horizon. He saw the ship explode. The flame finally reached the gunpowder below deck...