Chapter 1: How it all began.

Drip, drip, drip.

Water leaked through the tiny cracks and crevices echoing throughout the dark, ominous halls. The eerie atmosphere crept up the walls of the mausoleum where aged pillars stood broken and discoloured. Leaning against a lifeless tree in the middle of the deserted ruins was a man with sea green hair. His muscular arms were wrapped behind his head as he slept carelessly. His robust chest moved up and down at an even pace as he inhaled and exhaled the bitter air. In the distance, the sound of church bells echoed throughout the old deserted ruins. The sleeping man opened one eye as he was awoken by the ringing.

"Tch." The green haired man scowled.

He yawned as he rose from his place of rest, picked up his swords that were beside him and started heading towards the chiming bells. No matter how many times he had heard it before, he felt as though it was ironic having church bells in a place like this; a place where no God exists.

Lifeless trees spindled around old deserted ruins. The ground was uneven, covered in dirt and sharp stones. Thick fog concealed most of the surroundings. As he walked up a stoned path towards an old temple, he heard the painful screams of the tortured souls. Those screams put a smile on his face every day. Without them, this place would be pretty boring. As soon as the strong, green haired man approached the two colossal sized doors, a thin blond man with curling eyebrows walked up behind him.

"Oi, Zoro! How is it that you are here before me? You usually get lost for about an hour before you can find your way here." The blond man stated as he blew a cloud of smoke around Zoro.

"Shut up Sanji, I'm not in the mood for your dumbass remarks!" Zoro hissed while glaring at Sanji.

There they were, those eyes that sent shivers up people's spines; the eyes of a demon. Although, he was used to seeing Zoro's glares, it still made Sanji feel a bit uneasy around him. It was like Zoro had the intention to kill everyone around him, friend or foe. Sanji took another drag of his cigarette and exhaled deeply.

"Yeah well anyways moss head, the bells stopped chiming so the meeting is about to start, it's probably another job for us!" Sanji explained.

Zoro ignored that shitty, curly-browed idiot and his "moss head" comment. Sanji may not have been a friend, but he sure as hell wasn't an enemy. When needed, they helped each other out. Although it was never often, considering the immense strength they both possessed.

He continued walking into the temple. The stone walls stood and there were large arched, gloomy hallways that seem to go on forever. The temple was dark and crypt-like, perfect for a meeting place for the demons to accept tasks. As Zoro walked into a dim lit room, a fast bolt of lightning shot towards him. Zoro took not a moment's hesitation to step out of its path.

Morons, Zoro thought, as he walked past two people fighting each other. Clashes of lightning and smoke surrounded the two demons as their fighting progressed.

"Yo, Zoro! Sanji!" A nearby man called out to them. Zoro spotted the familiar man across the room, leaning against a pillar. He appeared uninterested with his arms folded across his chest loosely. His straight black hair framed his sharp jaw line. His bare chest was exposed like always and he wore long dark blue shorts with large, heavy boots. Beside him was a younger looking boy with a smile on his face as he intently watched the fight.

"Ace," Zoro acknowledged with a quick nod, "So I see its Enel and Smoker fighting today."

"Yeah, but they're pretty equal in strength so the fight really isn't going anywhere," Ace stated, while pointing towards the two opponents, neither of which were able to hit each other with their attacks.

Demons were intelligent beings with extraordinary amounts of power. Each demon possessed specific qualities that made them unique in combat. Battles between demons took place to prove their strength and abilities. The skill level is what they're fighting for, the higher their skill level the more jobs they get. The more extreme the task the greater the reward was for the demons. Therefore, challenges between each other occurred frequently.

The younger looking boy began getting bored with the fight that seemingly was going nowhere. He touched the scar under his right eye, reminiscing about his past battles. It had been a long time since his last fight and he anxiously awaited a new challenge.

"Oi Luffy, next time I'll battle you," Sanji laughed as he lit another cigarette.

"YOU'RE ON, but just warning you, my punches are like pistols!" Luffy shouted eagerly as he put up his fists playfully.

Zoro leaned against a large pillar, resting his arms on his swords. He didn't bother himself with trivial matters, such as battling weaklings. Not that Luffy, Ace or Sanji were weak, in fact it was quite the contrary. Their power was magnificent and their strength was nearly untouchable. But fights lost their interest when battles between the same people became predictable and pointless. That's why Zoro enjoyed the opportunity to be summoned. It gave him an opportunity to accept a task and use his powers to his full potential.

The temple darkened and thick fog covered the air, all the demons fell silent. Zoro crossed his arms waiting for the gathering to finally begin.

AN: Ok I re-uploaded this first chapter it didn't change to much but I feel like it flows a lot better. Anyways, I'm writing chapter 2 now it's almost finished. Thanks to everyone who left comments and put this story under alert, it makes me really motivated to keep on writing :) I am really sorry if you guys got a million emails from me updating when really I am just technology stupid and keep messing up the new chapter process. -_-