Long Lost Friends: Chapter 2: Let's go!Hey everyone, it’s been a while, but I am happy and proud to present you the second chapter of Nakama: Long Lost Friends ! I hope you enjoy it!Long Lost Friends: Chapter 2: Let's go! by FanFictionneer
Chapter Two: Let’s go! Walk to their secret sleepingspot!
In Makino’s pub, the Strawhats, minus Luffy and Nami, and Makino were waiting for the captain and the navigator to return.
“I hope they’ll be back soon, I’m kinda worried.” Usopp spoke up.
“Yeah, me too.” Chopper agreed.
Then, as if on que, Nami entered the pub with Luffy following close behind. The group looked up at them.
Nami smiled and waved at them. “Hey everyone, we’re back!”
Luffy smiled lightly and scratched the back of his neck. “Yeah, sorry that I kept you waiting.”
The rest smiled, stood up from their seats and walked up to the duo. And, like Luffy had feared, he was being drowned in questions from his worried Nakama: Questions such as
Runaways preludeDarkness. That's what everything was at the moment. Not to mention the cold, sinking feeling. And the burning feeling. And the piercing feeling. Actually... scratch that, darkness wasn't everything. There was also unimaginable, burning, piercing pain in my whole body. But I could neither move nor do anything about the pain. Not even control my eyes. It was a complete nightmare.Runaways prelude by mugiwaragrl
I remember the coldness suddenly disappearing, and being carried easily by large arms. It hurt incredibly, being moved around like that, but I could't say it was intentional. Much later, voices - strange ones, mind you - all around me. Then being released on a soft surface, then sheets. The pain wasn't gone yet. Hands and bandages, various substances that made my skin burn more for a bit, the occasional pinch of a needle. The pain subsided with time.
And the bed was practically everything for the next few days... weeks... months maybe. Who knew? Time was agonizingly slow without having much to do but b
From the Depths (SaboxAce Oneshot)From the Depths (SaboxAce Oneshot) by NatsuhiaUrOrA
He felt like he was falling through the ocean.
It was very different from the searing pain that had overwhelmed his senses only moments before. He had a vague memory of smiling through his tears before finally letting go, and now he felt as though he were surrounded by them.
The sensation of sinking had made him reopen his eyes, and he was amazed that he was no longer in the middle of a battlefield, but in a vast sea. A sea so blue it could put any tropical paradise to shame. If he looked beyond the surface, he could see clouds nestled in a cerulean sea of their own.
He vaguely recognized the fact that he was no longer wounded. The only thing he could feel now was the water that slipped past him as he sank further. A hand reached toward the surface of the numbing ocean and he realized it was his own; as if trying to grasp for something solid, something familiar.
"Is this death?" he wondered as he gazed toward the sky.
A sense of loss and longing overtook him as he came to terms with hi
OP: The Island of the White SoilThey had named it the island of the White Soil. Now with one hand protectively shielding her eyes she could see why it was called this. And she could also see why, in the middle of nothing but blinding heat and sharp crystals, the army of the revolutionary was in no fear of the world government. She'd always thought the Arabastarn desert was dangerous. But Bartigo was a downright suicidal place to live in.OP: The Island of the White Soil by KuraiOfAnagura
Nico Robin turned her back to the sharp winds and the burning sun and walked back into the cool and dark interior of the rough stone castle that is now the headquarters of the world's most wanted criminals.
She smiles slightly at the thought of this. Yes, she definitely felt fitting in here.
Slowly, as her eyes start to adjust to the shadowy surroundings, she walked over to the desk she'd been working on earlier, a cup of dark coffee already fresh on the side. They never failed to spoil her.
The few times she'd spoken to Dragon had always pointed the difference between father and son
One Piece fanfic (spoilers up to volume 60)One Piece fanfic (spoilers up to volume 60) by MajorasMasks
WARNING: huge spoilers up to volume 60!
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The Death of Portgas D. Ace
That day at Marineford, Portgas D. Ace reached the end of his journey.
His tragic story flew from port to port, dragged by winds and currents, changing little by little the opinion of the people... Were the Marine and the World Government really in the right? Had that young pirate been such a great menace for real? Even if they were talking about the natural son of Gold Roger, the very one who had initiated the Age of Pirates and dragged the world into chaos, which faults did Fire Fist have in all of this?
Days and weeks passed, and soon even the official propaganda could not contain the questions of who had directly witnessed the events or listened to the report of who had been present there. But how could you not be affected by the deeds of that boy who, once freed from the seast
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