A/N: Hey everyone! This will be a definite Sanji/OC story. Yea, yea I know I should be updating The Silver Surgeon and Bloodless Snow. However, this has been on my mind for months now. I have been trying to figure out a good storyline for a Sanji/OC fan fiction without making the characters too OOC and unintentionally making it an AU on top of that. Plus I don't do the whole innocent, naive teenage girl ordeal surrounding an OC. I can't stand them to begin with when they appear in anime shows, and I don't want that hatred extending towards writing an OC like that either. I prefer strong, motherly women, not girls, women. Robin is one of my favorite female characters of all time and I wouldn't have it any other way.

Anyways, my character is not pale skinned like most OC's are nowadays. She's Jamaican. Accent and all. This OC is also one of my most favorite ones that I have created in a long time. Hehe. But, yea I got the idea of making her Jamaican when I was thinking of the Darkspear Trolls from World of Warcraft while remembering how they talked with that accent and also how much I enjoyed playing that race a whole more than most of the other races available. I also remembered Jamaica's history with France and got me thinking of how well my OC and Sanji will get along as well. Hehe, this will be very interesting and fun.

Also I want to give thanks to PuddyKatz for helping me keep my head on straight as I explained what I planned on doing for this story. I just want to thank you once again for doing that and I sure hope that this story lives up to your expectations in the long run.

Also, one last thing before I stop for a while, I have step a beta-reader profile and I'm now accepting requests to do any beta-reading/work that any of you fellow writers need help with. Just as long you respect what I have posted on said profile then it's smooth sailing for the both of us. Other than that, I'm currently working on both Chapters I and II for this story so they'll both be posted once I get done with them.

Anyways, on the with the into of Fire and Fury! I hope you enjoy reading it.

Introduction

To think after all the shit I went through to get to this point, that I was resorted to this was not what I expected my freedom to entail. A sigh as I looked at the large, burly, but older man in front of me. Piercing cinnamon brown locked with onyx as I then looked at the small baby in his arms. Wrapped in a dull blue blanket was a baby boy that happened to be Monkey D. Dragon's son and Vice-Admiral Garp's grandson.

"So, ya want me, a former slave, to raise da boy so dat he could be a Marine? Tch, ya must have hit ya head one time too many Garp."

"Bwahaha. I wish that was the case, but I'm asking you to do this for his benefit."

"His or ya own? Da boy should be able ta make his own choices. He wanna be a Marine? Fine. He wanna be a Pirate? Dat is fine too. Eitha way, he should have his freedom."

"I suppose you right. Still, I need you to raise the boy since neither of his parents are going to around to take care of him. And as much as I hate to say it, I won't be around either because of my job as a Vice-Admiral. Please, Amari."

A mixture of a sigh and groan escaped my lips as I rubbed my face with my left hand. I knew he was right, the baby won't have anyone to raise him and Foosha doesn't have an orphanage since the other children all had families of their own. So, I guess that left me with no choice but to take in the baby and raise him as my own. Despite myself only being 11-years-old that is. Oi vey, what was a girl to do?

"Alright, fine. But I betta be paid to do this Garp. I won' be able to support him udda-wise. If ya got anymore young'uns bring dem ta me for now on."

Satisfied with my answer, Garp handed his grandson over to me watching as I looked the boy over. My own warm walnut toned skin contrasted greatly with his pale tanned skin. His inky black hair was a bit messy and spiky, but otherwise wispy like baby hair should be. I counted his fingers and toes to make sure he had all of them. A few more minutes of examination was done, before I turned to Garp with a raised eyebrow and a nod.

I knew that from then on, that my life would just get much more interesting.