《Why Did I do This to Myself?!? (One Piece Fanfic)》I Swear To GOD
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Stretching my back, I received a series of loud popping. I've been working on how to convincingly fake my death. I would run away but Garp-sama could just use observation haki to find me, that would be a nightmare all in it's self so faking my death is the better option.
It's been 2 days and I still haven't come up with a convincing way to fake my death, I would half ass it but Garp-sama would pick up on that. I'm like a cockroach, extremely hard to exterminate. I just keep coming back, or so I've been told.
This is such a pain, I wonder if I could get some ideas from the city on the other side of the island. Actually... Have I been there yet? Come to think of it, I haven't explored beyond the mountains, have I.
Well I have a new mission, to go check out Goa kingdom. Maybe I could get some better materials while I'm there. I really need to get the proper materials for the satellite, the range for my spy bugs isn't that large.
Getting the essentials packed into a satchel, I decide to bring Lad with me, they've been cooped up inside for awhile so this will be good for them. Setting them on top of the satchel and telling Luffy I'd been gone a couple days, to which he asked to come. It's very hard to say no to his puppy eyes let me tell you, I had to tie him to a tree and ask Makino to untie him in an hour.
With that being done and Garp-sama dew to return in a week, I was confident this would probably go well. But let's be honest, I have to be careful because the universe sure does like to ruin my day.
Around halfway down the mountain I was jumped by bandits. So like anyone would do in my situation, I infused my fist with haki and promptly knocked them all unconscious. Using observation haki I double checked to see if any of there buddy's were in the forest surrounding us, to my surprise there was someone nearby. Why is there a child out here? From what I can tell there basically the same age as me as well. The fugue?
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So slow looking twords the direction of the person I sensed, I call out to them. "Oi, what are you doin?" Lol there so tense right now, I'm probably scaring them allot.
Frick, there running away... Never mind there kinda slow, must have short legs. Quickly picking up Lad and reaching into my satchel, I pull out a sticky note and pencil. Speedily writing 'Sorry (°^°)/' on the paper, stick it onto one of the bandits faces and run after the kid with Lad.
Shortly after I managed to catch up to the kid, I knock them over by launching myself feet first at then. Shoot, I guess I over did it a little, knocked the air out of there lungs.
Getting off of there back I get a look of the punk that watched the hole bandit fiasco. They have raven black hair and a red tank top with shorts... Why am I getting a deja ve feeling looking at this guy?
After recovering from the blow to the back I gave em, they shakily start to get up. Walking infront of them, we make eye contact.
Crouching down to his level, I speak. "What's your name, freckles?"
He doesn't respond and just grips his metal pole (why didn't I notice that earlier?) and tries to sweep my feet with it, which I easily stop with my hand. Using observation haki I perfectly block all his attacks, about 10 minutes of this I start to get bored.
"You done yet?" Soooo bored.
"Never!" Omg!
"*dramatic gasp* He talks!" Well I think I annoyed him enough, time to continue my walk.
Jumping away from him I start walking in the direction of Goa. "Where are you going, were not done!" The freckled child shouts.
"Sorry freckles, got things to do." He seems to get angry and tries to attack me again, which I dodge, tripping him in the process.
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Using his as a spring bord, I backflip up to a sturdy branch (when you want to show off). "Toodles, midget!" I know were like the same hight, but I just wanted to piss him off.
Happily jumping from tree twords Goa I come across a dilemma. I have no idea how to enter the kingdom. Sitting in a tree by one of the entrances, I put my brain to the test on how to properly approach this without being suspicious... Screw using my brain, imma just walk in there. Through an alternative entrance.
Using my knowledge from assassins creed, I enter the kingdom of Goa the dumbest way possible. By almost drowning, then realizing your mistakes and just hiding in a hay bale on someones cart to get in.
I would of just gone in through the gate but I didn't want to deal with the guards. But It worked and that's all there is to it, now how do I find the junkyard...
After wandering around for a hour I found my desired location, almost got mauled by a dog but we don't talk about that. Going through the piles of junk I maybe, might of not been paying attention to my surroundings or the time. Because the next thing I knew I'm being hit on the head with a metal pole. And that hurts, allot.
If it wasn't for Garp-sama hitting me on the head so often I'd probably be unconscious right now. Turning around confused I see that child I messed with earlier, I swear to god I recognize him from somewhere...
Wait I miscounted, there's 2 of the little monsters, one with the top hats got class, gotta admit. "What in the world was that for?!?"
"How are you still conscious?!" Top hat screeches.
Freckles tries to hit me on the head again but I grabbed his metal pole and yank it out of his hands, top hat still has a metal pole but it should be fine. Yeeting the metal stick behind me I grab both of there shoulders.
"How bout we have a nice chat before resorting to violence." I'm very irritated.
Mr. Freckles over hear seems to be head honcho, so ridding him of his weapon and putting them in a tight spot should make him stop...
Omg I'm so dumb, my brain just decided to work. This doofus right here is Ace! That means top hat is Sabo... God I'm stupid. While having an epiphany, Ace and Sabo grabbed hold of both my arms and flip me over. My life is Pain.
Quickly regaining my bearings, I let go of them and roll away putting my hands in the air. "Can we not, I just came here to get some metal!"
Ace proceeds to smirk. "Well you shoulda thought twice before messing with me!" He proudly declares, pointing at himself.
"Look, I don't have any Berri on me and the metal scraps I've been gathering have rust on them. What do you have to gain!?" I really don't wanna fight these guys.
"You do have that weird snail though, wonder how much we could get for it."
"D... Did you just threaten Lad?!? Are you willing to sell my child to someone who wouldn't take proper care of them! I mean partner but I digress." No one threatens Lad and gets away unscathed.
His smirk falters. "Erm... Yes?"
They made there choice.
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