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Miscellaneous information:
My three favorite fictional characters of all time are Wasabi of Big Hero 6, Butch of Team Rocket, and Usopp of the Straw Hats.
My OCs are primarily Goth
My OC x Canon OTPs are; Vesabi (Wasabi x Catherine “Venus” Woods)/ Hisuishipping (Butch x Venus Wisteria)/ Sheckie (Chuckie Finster x Shenzi Tuck)/ Venus Wisteria x Shelly/ UsoVe (Usopp x Tempeste G. Venus)
My favorite groups are Big Hero 6, Team Rocket, the Rugrats, and the Straw Hats
My canon x canon OTPS are Fredsabi, Sunsabi, Kokoshipping, Rocketshipping, and Neoshipping
I also have a soft spot for Venus Wisteria’s first pairing idea: Lavendershipping (w/ James)
Chapter 5: The Fabled Pirate Hunter! Zoro, the Wandering Swordsman
(episode 135)
Some years ago, an exhausted, starving Zoro wandered into a town with a Western atmosphere, complete with the saloon "W Brothers", where a group of intimidating pirates made themselves comfortable. "We're going to drink up every bit of liquor in this joint!" The leader guffawed.
"Hey, now, Billy, how many places are you going to ruin before you're satisfied?"
"How should I know?" At the bar, a certain duo eavesdropped.
"That man over there," The blond Yosaku remarked, "Has a bounty of 5,000,000 Berries."
"5,000,000?" The Mohawked Johnny confirmed with hesitation hidden by a smirk. "What do you say we back off this one, Yosaku?"
"Hey Johnny, if all we do is go after small-timers, we won't get anywhere," Yosaku pointed out, "This is the time when a bounty hunter has to go after the higher ranks."
"I know what you're saying, but when it comes to 5,000,000, even we would lose by a hair."
Just then, the swinging doors were pushed open, and in walked Zoro, As everyone stared in his direction, he walked up to the bar, and sat down, sword laid on the counter. "Give me something to eat."
The bartender wiped a dish clean, nervous at the swordsman's presence. "Got any money?"
"Not right now. However, I'll be making some soon enough, once I cut me up a bounty."
Billy and his crew sprang to their feet at that. "I can't let that go unanswered!" Tongue lolling out, he made a mad dash for Zoro. "I'll cut you down before you get me!"
To Yosaku and Johnny's fear, the huge bandit pulled out a large sword, but Zoro casually blocked it with great ease, sheath barely open. "Don't make me exert myself so much. I'm hungry. Answer me one thing: Is there a bounty on your head?"
Billy strained to push him away, but couldn't budge. "Won't you be surprised? I've got a bounty of 5,000,000 Berries!"
"You don't say. That's plenty."
"What?"
Quick as a flash, Zoro fully unsheathed his sword, and before everyone knew it, Billy was on the floor, dead. Zoro meanwhile, regained his seat as if the scene was a regular occurrence for him. "I've earned some money. Now give me something to eat."
"Yes, coming right up!" The bartender frantically obliged, as Billy's crew fled with the rest of the bar patrons.
Except two. "He's got amazing skill," Johnny remarked, as Yosaku flipped through some wanted posters.
"He's not on the wanted list. If he's a bounty hunter, someone should know who he is." They witnessed the fearful bartender serving Zoro a dish with a generous rice meal. "Could he be the pirate hunter we've heard about lately?" He began scarfing it down, as if it were his first meal in weeks.
"I've heard he's one incredibly brutal guy."
"No, word is that the pirate hunter uses three swords. They say that one of them is a famous sword, with a white sheath. What's more, they say he's like a demon beast, who's taken the form of a man."
"He sure doesn't look like that. If that's the case..." Johnny stood from the barstool, making Yosaku tense up. "We can't just stand by, as our prey is taken from us!"
Yosaku tried to stop him when he approached Zoro. "Hey, Johnny..."
"Hey, mister, if you're a bounty hunter too, then you have to abide by our rules."
"Huh?"
Yosaku followed up on Johnny's tough act. "We didn't want to make any trouble for the pub, so we were waiting for him to leave."
Johnny pointed his thumb back at the corpse. "We had first dibs on this guy. He was our prey." To his chagrin, Zoro continued eating without a word. "H-hey, you! Didn't you hear me?! There are rules among fellow bounty hunters!"
They tensed up when Zoro dropped his spoon on the now empty dish. "Hawk-Eye. Do you know Hawk-Eye Mihawk?"
"Mihawk? One of the Seven Warlords?" Yosaku asked.
"I'm on a journey, with the aim of defeating him, and becoming the world's greatest swordsmaster. I do collect bounties, in order to eat, but it's not as though I'm a bounty hunter."
"The world's greatest swordsmaster?" Yosaku smirked to Johnny. "Hey, did you hear that, partner? No way! There's no way! You must be dreaming!"
"When I was a kid, that's what I made up my mind to do. It doesn't matter what anyone says."
"Even if it was your childhood dream, there's no way you'll..."
He then stood on the floor, nerving the duo and cutting off Yosaku. "I didn't know you had claim on him. I'm sorry. You can deliver him to the Navy. The bounty is yours."
They were shocked when he turned to walk away with a smirk. "Y-you mean it?!"
"However... my lunch here is on you." They could only gawk in silence, as he left.
-
Later, Yosaku and Johnny had successfully turned Billy in to the Navy. "We did it, Johnny! 5,000,000 Berries! We'll be able to eat for a while, without having to go after any bounties." He noticed his partner's stiff demeanor. "Hey, what's the matter? Aren't you happy?"
"Why... did you become a bounty hunter?"
"Huh? Why did I? Isn't it obvious? So I could eat."
"The village where I was born was really poor. Even so, the bandits still hit villages like mine a lot. When they did, the bounty hunters who were after the bandits' heads came too." He recalled the unwavering bravery in the men who took down the troublesome thugs. "Deep down in my heart, I wanted to be just like those dashing men, who challenged the bandits to fight. I thought to myself, someday, I sure do hope that I can take down those bad men like that too. It wasn't until much later that I learned that they collected bounties as their profession."
"Now that you mention it, I wanted to be like them too."
"When I heard what that "world's greatest" dude in there said, it reminded me of myself back then."
Yosaku jovially laughed, and patted Johnny's back. "Hey, what are you getting all sentimental on me for? It's not like you."
"Shut up."
They turned back to the town when the citizens fled inside, closed all the windows, and locked every door. Concerned, they ran back up the stairs to the streets. "What is it?!"
Johnny grabbed a man's arm, stopping his sprint. "What's wrong? Has something happened?"
"Bandits! The Dick Gang is attacking a ranch just outside of town!"
As the man ran away, Yosaku flipped through his posters. "Dick the Bandit?" He found a match, the photo featuring a nasty-looking man with his hair slicked up into three sections, wielding a large bazooka. "Here he is! Wow! He's a big-leaguer- 10,000,000 Berries!"
-
Meanwhile, Dick was using said bazooka to destroy the helpless ranch. "Snap it up, men!" On command, his henchmen looted one of the two silos, and set the finds at his feet. "They were hiding quite a bit, huh? We got a big haul today!"
Yosaku and Johnny joined the terrified crowd close by. "Is that them?" Johnny wondered aloud.
"Hey, what do we do?" A citizen turned to another. "They're taking it all away, fast!"
"We're talking about the bandit Dick. We're no match for him. It's not worth it if he takes our lives from us too."
"Damn it!"
With a huge shot, the other silo was broken into. "All right, next one! Take everything they've got!" As his men emptied the silo, he turned to the frightened villagers at the other side of the fence, and laughed. "What's with the people in this town? They're such cowards. Don't they even have the guts to put up a fight? Well, maybe that's smart, in a certain sense. There are those who take, and those who get taken from, and you're either one or the other in this day and age. Being weak is a crime all by itself. Defiance is something only a fool would do!" His mocking laughter was abruptly cut off by a blow to his shin. It came from an angry little boy holding a hammer in one hand, and a saw in the other. "So there is a fool here..."
"G-give back our food!" The boy shakily ordered. "That's something we all worked very hard to store up!"
Unmoved, Dick suddenly smacked the boy aside, hard enough to send him sliding back to the fence. "Harry!"
Dick laughed tauntingly. "You've got grown-up guts, at least."
Unwilling to give up, Harry regained his footing, and charged back in. "Darn you...!"
"Harry! Stop!" His father tried in vain to stop him. "You're no match for him! Harry!"
As Yosaku and Johnny watched, the latter turned angry. "Let's go!"
"Hey, take it easy, partner. Even we would lose to him by a hair."
Johnny was still mad, as Harry was kicked away. "That's not why. He's..." He thought back to his childhood of admiring bounty hunters, and felt a sense of deja vu with the boy. "who I was that day." Dick stomped on Harry's chest heartlessly. "He doesn't know how to compromise, or look out for himself yet. He's me, back when I was still innocent."
With a battle cry, he made a mad dash for the hulking bandit, with Yosaku right behind him. "Hey! Johnny!"
He tried to knock Dick down, but made him barely stagger. "What do you think you're doing?! Who are you?!"
Johnny gave a smirk of pride. "Just a nameless bounty hunter."
"What did you say?" The atmosphere was tense, as Dick glared down at the two who dared defy him. "You guys are bounty hunters, huh? Are you after my head?" His head lowered in exasperation. "What a pain. You're just a couple of hyenas."
"What did you call us?!" Johnny exclaimed.
"If you want money, then I can give you some charity, if you don't mind small change."
"We don't want it!"
"Huh?"
"We just feel a little bit like being champions of justice today."
"Eh?" A nervous Yosaku turned to him. "Hey, Johnny..."
"Champions of justice?" Dick and his men broke into mocking laughter.
"Hey..."
"Partner... would you let me be a man?"
"Johnny..." The brief moment of silence between them was tense. "Johnny, you mean...?" Yosaku stopped himself, and gave in. "All right."
"There's no such thing as justice or evil, in this day and age!" Dick taunted, as his men continued laughing. "The mighty prevail! That's all there is to it, am I right?"
"We're serious!" Johnny glared.
"Yeah! Just this morning, we turned in a bounty worth 5,000,000 Berries to the Navy!"
The laughter stopped at that. "The Navy, this morning?" It started again, but Dick abruptly stopped them again, now angry. "You're the ones who did in Billy- my sworn brother?!"
"What?!" Yosaku and Johnny stepped back, now fully afraid.
-
Meanwhile, Zoro trekked up a stone staircase to a swordsmith's hut, merely glancing at a strange explosion. "Have you finished the sword I asked you to do?"
"Yeah." The man pointed to a sheathed sword displayed on the wall.
Zoro unsheathed the sword, and admired the reflecting, professionally-repaired blade. "You have exceptional skill."
"I put in a lot of work. You're too reckless with such a precious sword. If that were an ordinary sword, it would have met the same fate as those two other broken swords of yours." He gestured towards a sandbox with remnants of a pair of swords.
"All right. I'll be careful." As he admired the newly repaired Wado Ichimonji, he thought back to his childhood; swordfighting against his friendly rival Kuina, and the promise he made to her, in becoming the world's greatest swordsmaster after her death. He resheathed Wado, and marched to the swordsmith. "Thanks for your help. I'd like to pay you something extra, but unfortunately, right now, I'm broke."
"Don't worry about it," He assured with a smile, "It's not often I get to see such an item as that. It was a feast for the eyes. Not at all like this good-for-nothing long sword." To his horror, the sword he unsheathed broke with little effort. "Hey, didn't I tell you so?! Give me a break! No matter how many swords you carry, it'll never be enough like this!"
"Damn, I've done it again," Zoro cringed, "Sorry, I'll be sure to make it up to you."
Another explosion, same general area as the first, caught their attention. "That's that punk Dick, the mountain whale. He's a 10,000,000-Berry bandit, who uses a cannon."
"A bandit with a price on his head, huh?" Zoro smirked deviously.
-
At the ranch, Yosaku and Johnny were thrown back by Dick, to Harry's horror. They didn't give up, however; they charged back in, but were thrusted aside again. "Damn it!" Johnny snarled, and ran up to him, but was kicked into Yosaku.
The citizens could only watch from the fence. "It's no use. He's too much for those guys, after all."
Yosaku and Johnny tried to regain their footing, but strained from their injuries. This left Dick genuinely confused. "What is this? Are you two really the ones who took out my sworn brother?"
"Hmph! We were the ones who turned in Billy, but someone else beat him, you bastard!" Yosaku retorted.
"Then what are you bragging for? I thought you were pretty weak."
"Shut up!" They gained strength back, and grabbed their swords while running back in, but Dick sent them flying back with a single punch.
Once again, they struggled to get up. "Man, you are relentless."
He pointed his bazooka at them, horrifying the villagers, but Harry ran to stand between them. "Stop!"
"Hey!" Johnny exclaimed in surprise.
"Why, you...! You want to die that badly, do you?!" Harry backed away in fear at his terrifying glare, even tripping and falling back.
Just then, his men came running. "Boss! We're done loading all the loot into the cart."
"You're done? Then let's pull out of here. There's no sense in messing around with these weaklings."
That made Johnny angry. "Hold on! I said hold it right there, wanted man! We've turned in dozens- no, hundreds of bounties by a hair!" He and Yosaku staggered to their feet. "If we let you get away, it will shame us for generations to come!"
"What a waste. It's not worth it, is it?"
"Maybe we won't earn anything," Johnny glared, and fully straightened up. "But still... there are times when a man has to stick to his beliefs, and fight!"
As Yosaku followed his lead, Dick kept mocking them. "You guys aren't long for this life."
"We knew that when we started!" Yosaku retorted.
"I see. Hey, men! Take care of these guys, right away!"
"Let 'em have it!"
On command, they charged. "Outta the way!" One man kicked Harry aside, before they all began beating the two.
Harry regained his footing with struggle, but before he could go back in, he was held back by a man with short, green hair. "What do you want?! Let me go! They're in there fighting for me!"
"If you feel like fighting... think. What can you do with the power you've got?" As he pulled his arm out of Zoro's grip, Harry couldn't respond.
Meanwhile, Yosaku and Johnny were thoroughly defeated. "My, my, you poor guys. You don't have a spot on your faces that hasn't been messed up. I think it's about time I put an end to this." One of his men picked up a sword from the ground. "It won't give me a single red cent to kill the two of you, but consider this your own twist of fate." The two stayed on the ground, battered. "The hard luck that comes from having come after my head. But relax, I'll send you into the next world together, as pals."
"Take this!" One of the bandits lifted a blunt-ended sword to finish them off. "Here goes!"
But he was interrupted; a vibrating wave washed over the whole area, as Zoro blocked him with ease. "That's enough, don't you think? This fight was over a long time ago."
Johnny struggled to see who had prevented their deaths. "You..."
"That guy from earlier..." Yosaku remarked weakly.
"Forgive me, but I'm going to swipe your prey from you. I've come into an urgent need for money, you see."
"S-sure..." Johnny stammered.
"Okay," Zoro smirked, and the bandit was thrown back.
"Who is that?"
From the ground, Yosaku noticed the sheath of his weapon. "A-a white-sheathed sword...?"
Zoro tied his bandana over his head, and picked up the duo's swords. "I need to borrow your swords for a minute."
"No problem, but what exactly are you-" Johnny stopped himself when it dawned on him and Yosaku: he was using three! "Three swords?! You don't mean...! The pirate hunter, Roronoa Zoro?!"
The bandits stepped back, now nervous. "Ho, so this is the fabled pirate hunter, huh?"
'So then, what's going on here?' Zoro thought. 'Sure, I've gotten noticeably stronger lately, but as soon as I use too much of it, my swords break. I can't go overusing my strength so recklessly. No matter the sword, I have to get to the point where I'm able to get 100% of its force out of it.'
"Roronoa Zoro-san, even using three swords, I don't think you can defeat that many men at once." Dick laughed tauntingly.
"Using three swords is not the same thing as using the Three-Sword Style."
"Three-Sword Style, you say? Let's see it, why don't we? Get him, men!" A horde of bandits charged, but were quickly, effortlessly defeated.
"He did it! Incredible!" Johnny marveled. "Outstanding!"
"Watch out!" A villager called out, as Dick ran towards Zoro from behind. He turned, and was immediately facing the bazooka, which promptly fired.
-
A cannon shot snapped him out of his dream; at the back of the Merry, Luffy, Usopp, Venus and Chopper had just disintegrated a large mountain with one shot, as Nami and Sanji watched. "Awesome!" The four cheered.
Zoro let out a sneeze, and tensed up suspiciously, gripping Wado, when the newcomer approached him with a coat. "I told you, don't stand beside me."
"You're going to catch a cold, dressed like that," Robin lectured in a motherly manner."
"People who catch colds are people who let their mind's guard down."
"Well, I wonder if someone is spreading stories about Zoro, the pirate hunter."
"I never once called myself a pirate hunter."
She smiled warmly. "Then who did give you a name as cool as that?"
"Who knows? It doesn't matter to me."
Without another word, Robin returned to her seat at the small, rail-side table to continue reading her book.
-
"O-oh, crap! My flame!" Harry had doused the fire from the shot with a water bucket from behind.
"Oni Giri!" With a slash from two swords each, Zoro defeated Dick quite swiftly.
"So that... is the Three-Sword Style," Dick barely uttered, before collapsing to the ground.
Zoro turned to Yosaku and Johnny, who gaped in awe. "All right, they aren't broken." He looked down at Harry. "Thanks for the help."
The boy gave a smile, rubbing under his nose, when Johnny spoke up. "Roronoa Zoro!" He and Yosaku struggled to keep their composure. "I'm deeply impressed by your skill. Would you let us join you?"
"We are a bounty hunting unit, fearsome enough by a hair to silence a crying child, Yosaku and Johnny."
Zoro smirked through holding Wado in his teeth. "Suit yourselves."
Through some struggle, the duo jumped for joy. "Big Bro!"
1. FIRST, create a picrew using this maker, and then 2. SECOND take this quiz on how fandom would see you if you were a fictional character. 3 (THIRD) POST YOUR PIC AND YOUR DESCRIPTION IN THE REBLOG!
Bastard (Good)
You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?
Tagging EVERYONE but especially @magicaltear, @the-beeses-kneeses, @wafflesrisa, @mykingdomforapen, @marbat, @scientistsinistral, @halberdierminister!
You’re the weird one, the one that half of tumblr babygirls and all of twitter is slightly scared of. You’re probably autism-coded, and you probably also know some vital information that you shouldn’t, for some reason.
I’m both flattered and concerned, lol.
Tag you’re It @birdie-ghost , @ilivelikeimtrying, @betasuppe,
You’re a bastard. A wet cat, if you will. And we love you for it. You’re a little shit, but in the good way. You are the baddest babygirl. You killed a man, but you looked good doing it. You flirted with the hero and the enemy. All of Tumblr is madly in love with you. Congrats, I guess?
You're the one weirdo character who's a weirdo in just the right way. You miss the social cues, you can't flirt, you like things purely on color or texture. You fidget, you can't sit still, your house is either extremely dirty or very neat. Reddit hates you, Tumblr loves you/
18-year-old Venus stood by the railing of the Moby Dick, staring at the creation before her with defeat, as she stayed far away from the celebration going on. In her hands was a white plate holding a small, single-person cake; all of it was chocolate, except for the writing. It smelled and tasted amazing like it should, but those were the only good aspects about it. The frosting was laid on too thick, and spread unevenly, while the writing was sloppy and disheveled.
She made it for Thatch, one of her crewmates and closest friends, for his birthday, but she wasn't sure if she should even let anyone see it, let alone present it to him. Thatch was one of the sweetest guys she'd ever known; he deserved so much better than this mess.
As tears welled up, she made her decision.
Venus almost jumped up to grab the high railing, to drop the cake in the ocean and pretend it never existed, when a certain voice abruptly stopped her plans. "Hey, Ve-!"
"Nothing!" She blurted out, throwing her free hand down over the other; just then, her cries flooded out, and she couldn't stop them.
Now concerned at her demeanor, Thatch walked over, and knelt down to the young teen's level. "Venus, you okay? Are you hurt? Or sick?" She merely shook her head, and hung it down in an effort to hide her falling tears. Meanwhile, her right hand stayed cupped over the left, like she was hiding something. "Venus?" He laid a gentle hand on her shoulder, as her breath shuddered, and tears dripped down on the deck. "What's wrong, Sis? You know I hate seeing you sad."
He waited patiently for her to calm down enough to speak. What was going on? She was happy and excited for celebrating just earlier that day. After a minute or two, she was able to answer, as she blinked more tears out. "Th-the thing is... I," She sniffled, "I wanted to... m-make something f-for your birthday." He nodded, listening intently. "A-and I worked really hard on it, but..." Her green eyes squeezed shut, as her lips quivered. "It looks awful!" At that, she began sobbing harder than earlier. Her right hand had moved up to her face, so what the left held was out in the open.
"C-come here, V." Thatch set the plate down by their feet, not seeing what it presented, and hugged her close. As she cried in his shoulder, he had a look at the confection she had. The one she called awful; but in his eyes, it looked rather appetizing and well done. "It doesn't look awful at all," He assured her, "It looks great! Besides, it doesn't need to be perfect; in fact, any little flaws add a lot of charm to it."
"B-but," She leaned back, still teary-eyed, "I wanted it to be perfect. You deserve perfect."
He couldn't help but smile with a little chuckle. "Aw, Venus." He moved his hand to wipe her tears away. "That's very sweet of you. But I don't need perfect. You made this for me, and that's all I need; it's enough because it's from you, kiddo. You really did a great job there."
For a split second, a tiny smile grew on her quivering lips. "Th-there's too much frosting, though; I put too much on."
Thatch glanced down at the cake, and gave her a bigger smile. "I love chocolate frosting."
Venus giggled, as she wiped the last of her tears away. "I-I guess that works out then."
"Sure does," He tussled her green hair, then sat against the railing, and grabbed the plate. "Let's have at it, V." He took a spoon out of his pocket, and tried a generous-sized portion. "Wow, it's amazing!"
She smiled widely, sitting next to him. "Really?"
"Yeah, you did great. This was all you?"
"All me."
"You've got real talent in baking there, V," Thatch praised, "I love this."
Venus' cheeks blushed under the flush from her prior sobs. "Th-thanks." She playfully grabbed a small, frosting-topped chunk, and ate it up. "Ooh, it is good!" She beamed.
"See, what'd I tell ya?"
He finished after a few bites, and patted her shoulder. "That was really great."
Her timid gaze shifted to her lap. "I'm glad it was. Truthfully, I was... about to dump it into the ocean," She confessed, "Pretend it never existed."
He smirked with a little huff. "I don't think fish like chocolate, kiddo. They wouldn't appreciate it like I do."
"True," She giggled.
"And like I said, V, I don't need anything perfect. I mean, what even is perfect anyway? Everyone's definitions of it are different; and you don't need to rip your hair out trying to achieve it." She nodded with a sad smile. "I hate seeing you upset; you're like my sister. And if you do something for Marco, I'm sure he would feel the same. Same with Ace, and Pops. Everyone on here, really."
"Y-yeah," She agreed, "And I wouldn't want anyone stressing themselves out for me either."
Thatch glanced over at where the rest of the crew was partying, and turned back to Venus. "Ready to join everyone?" After she nodded, he stood up, helped her on her feet, and they joined the celebration.
After explaining everything, Venus enjoyed herself with her crew- no, her family. Her woes were soon forgotten through the fun times, as they danced and ate their hearts out.
