The Demon of East Blue

A One piece Fan Fiction

Disclaimer: I do not own this series, it belongs to Oda. This is just fan fiction

"Can I eat it?"

"No"

"Can I eat it after dinner?"

"Absolutely not"

"Can I have a bite?"

"I said NO!"

The small boy's eyes seemed to glimmer at the very sight of the rare fruit that appeared before him. The fruit was shaped like an orange, however it had circular swirls designed around it, and was colored an odd shade of blue. It was placed in a small container in the elder's hut, on an expensive looking table.

"Grandpa, what type of fruit is it?" The boy asked the elderly man next to him.

"Nobody knows, Dyne, it is the fruit of the devil. It may grant you extraordinary power, but one who consumes a devil fruit will be cursed to never swim again." The elderly man intelligently explained to the young boy.

"But I'm a champion swimmer grandpa, eating a fruit won't make me drown!" Dyne grinned mischievously, eying the fruit even more.

"Dyne, you're 10 years old, you don't need the power of a devil fruit at this age anyways. Besides, this is the Mock village's sacred treasure. This fruit is worth over 100,000,000 Beli, and I won't let you eat it because you're hungry." The elder sighed.

Dyne was an energetic little boy. He was sky blue hair, with blue eyes. His hair was shaggy, with his bangs occasionally going in his eyes. He was an average height for his age, and always wore a pair of protector goggles around his neck. On his chest, he wore a pendant he received as a gift from his friend who was now lost at sea, Saki. Saki and Dyne had known each other since they were 4 years old, and were family friends. Ever since she stowed away on a passing pirate ship to go to the Grand Line, she was never seen again. The pendant was a promise that they'd meet again.

Dyne had always wished to go to the grand line. His father, Marston left him with his dying mother to "pursue his dreams" as a pirate. His mother came down with a mysterious illness that eventually took her life 2 years ago. Dyne loathed his father, thinking he was a coward, and vowed to teach him a lesson once he got to the grand line.

"Grandpa, once I become a pirate and go to the grand line, do you think ill ever find my dad there?" Dyne said to the elder, with anxiety in his voice. The elder looked at Dyne sadly.

"They say your father has become a famous pirate these days," the elder said to Dyne. "His name strikes fear into even the deadliest of pirate crews."

Dyne clenched his fists, and looked at the elder with serious eyes. "Then all I have to do is become stronger than him, right? And then maybe I'll even find Saki…" Dyne looked out of the window of the hut, off into the blue sea. His speech was interrupted by a loud cannon fire that caused the whole town to go silent. Suddenly, a loud voice pierced the silence.

"PIRATES!" A townsperson yelled, "THEY'RE COMING TO ATTACK THE TOWN! IT'S THE WHITE SNAKE PIRATES!"

The town suddenly went into panic. The locals ran into nearby homes, basements, stores, anything to hide themselves from plain sight. Shops closed left and right, and some people unfortunate enough to not make it into a shop before it became crowded, were left outside to find another place.

While others hid for shelter, the village elder immediately eyed the devil fruit, in panic. Mock was a small village, not worth invading, so the only answer for the first pirate attack in 100 years had to be this devil fruit, worth 100,000,000 beli.

"Dyne! I know they will be after the fruit, so take it, and hide some place they will never find you!" The elder spoke hastily and intensely to Dyne. The elder quickly picked up the container, and handed it to Dyne. Dyne's palms became sweaty with panic, as he realized what he was holding, and what the situation was.

"B-But, grandpa –"Dyne started, but was interrupted by the elder.

"Dyne! This is a grave matter. If they get their hands on this devil fruit, there's no telling what power could be unleashed onto this world." The elder then realized that time was running out. From the window, he could see that the pirate ship had docked, and that the pirates were already unloading out of the ship. He grabbed a katana that hung above the table, and threw on a cloak.

"Dyne, whatever you do, do not come back into this hut, do you understand me?" The elder said loudly, and looked at Dyne. Dyne nodded, and headed out of the back door of the hut, figuring he would head to the warehouse behind it that he used to hide in when he was younger.

As soon as Dyne headed out of the door, the front door of the hut busted open. Screams, shouts and gunshots echoed throughout the time. The elder caught a glimpse of outside; blood was splattered everywhere, and multiple bodies lay still on the ground. A bead of sweat ran down the elder's face. Standing at the door was a muscular man carrying two swords. He had a bandanna on, and wore a black robe, and giant boots that seemed too big for his feet.

"So, elder," The man said in a deep, intimidating voice, "Where is the fruit! The man held a sword up to the elder, shaking violently. The elder stood there, unwavering.

"You'll never find it, and I'll never tell the likes of you, who will use the fruits power for evil. Besides, eating that fruit will strip away your ability to swim, and you look like you'll need all the talent you can get, youngin." The elder smirked. The man's mouth twitched.

"Those will be your last words, old man!" The man shouted as he charged at the elder.

"What will?" The elder chuckled as he readied his sword.

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Dyne ran as fast as he could to the warehouse. Bloodied screams, yells, and people begging for their life flooded his ears. I can't die here, he thought, I still have to see my dad, and Saki-Chan! I won't die here! Each word in his mind gave him motivation to run faster, and to survive. He clutched the container with the devil fruit tightly.

Suddenly, before he could reach the warehouse, he felt a sharp, intense pain pierce his knee. He didn't know what had hit him. He felt as though he hit his knee on a red hot piece of iron. Before he could look what had happened, he fell to the ground, clutching his knee with his free hand. He looked down, slowly, seeing blood covering his hand, and leaking onto the ground. He screamed out of anguish. In front of him stood the biggest, largest man he had ever seen, wielding a flintlock pistol, grinning. His muscles bulged out of his muscle shirt, and wore baggy black pants. He had paper white hair that was spiked up into a Mohawk, and had a tattoo of a white serpent sprawled across his chest.

"So, this is where it was? With a kid? Sorry about your knee, but you're gonna have to be a good boy, and hand the fruit over." He waved his pistol around as he spoke, signaling to hand over the container. Dyne grabbed the container tight, shaking his head, shivering.

He couldn't move an inch. He didn't know if this was from the pain in his knee, or the man that stood before him. This was fear like he had never known before. He wondered if his grandpa was alright, he wondered if he was ever going to survive long enough to go out to sea. But most of all, he wondered if he was going to die. That word echoed in his throbbing brain. .DIE.

Dyne made a desperate move, and decided not to let the pirate have his way. He quickly opened the container, and shoved the fruit in his mouth, chewing quickly, and swallowing it whole. He gagged immediately. The fruit tasted like poison!

The gigantic man shook with fury. "YOU LITTLE SHIT! NOW WE'LL NEVER POSSESS THE SACRED FRUIT! I'LL KILL YOU!" The man stomped over towards Dyne, and grabbed him tightly by the neck. Dyne felt his vision getting blurry. He was going to lose consciousness soon. The man's angry, gritted teeth quickly curved and became a sneaky smile.

"Since you ate that fruit, that makes you a devil fruit user, which means YOU CAN'T SWIM! Speaking of which, how about we take a little dip? You must be exhausted from all that running!" The man laughed insanely after saying this. Still grabbing Dyne by the neck, he bounded towards the sea. Dyne was just about ready to lose consciousness. He knew he was done for. Devil fruit users couldn't swim, and this man was about to throw him into the sea.

"Bon voyage, oh and I'll save you a spot in hell kid." The man grinned as with a great heave, he sent Dyne flying over his shoulder, out into the sea. Dyne was suspended in the air for a few seconds, but soon hit the water with a sickening thud. Dyne flapped his arms while under the water; he desperately looked around, seeing nothing but blue. His mind raced, and raced, until there was nothing he could do but scream in terror, and let the sea wash away him. His existence. Dyne was finished….

Or so he thought.

(A: N) I'm actually really excited for this story, and my motivation if off the charts. I hope readers will stay tuned until the conclusion to see the end of this story. Sorry for the length, but it only gets better from here: 3 – SM77