Author MikeX713

Title Hell Hell Fruit

Disclaimer I don't own One Piece but I will take ownership of any OCs but everything else is not mine please don't sue me.

Warning, this first chapter is going to have some blood and gore but for the most part the rest of the story will be relatively tame, cursing and some suggestive content… for the fans of my Viral Saints story you know my deal with stuff like that. But yeah, this is going to be bloody and disturbing right off the bat. I'll mark where the gore will stop but I have given my warning.

Please Review and tell me what you think, any trolls will be fed to the Sea Kings.

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The Hell Hell Fruit. A Devil Fruit of such power and infamy that thousands have looked for it. All have failed, For unlike the Normal Devil Fruits the Hell Hell Fruit holds no normal markings and looks to be nothing more than a normal piece of Fruit. It is also said that it as a mind of its own and only appears before people whose hatred is truly worthy.

The reason for the Hell Hell's infamy, it hold the powers of all three Devil Fruit class.

Its Paramecia power is the ability to call forth the souls of the damned and it give them shape. The exact form, strength and number of these damned soldiers is dependent on the will and power of the user. The most powerful at this was the Warlord Greth who held an army of over a million heavy plate armor warriors.

Its Zoan forms shape and power level range from person to person, but the Fruit gives the welder three forms at max and they often can be placed into three classes. The Beast of Hell, the Titan of Hell, and lastly the God of Hell. Only one user of the Hell Hell Fruit ever reached the God of Hell form, Lady Swala of the North Blue, who's Hel form still is the stuff of nightmares to little children who badly behave.

And lastly its Logia, Granting the body the power of the very elements of Hell itself. Sulfur and Brimstone in all their forms. Whether in flowing molten magma, noxious gas, or condensed metal, the elements of Hell shall become the users new body. The man only know as Noc used this to kill an entire city by flooding it with poisonous gas and to this day no one has ever set foot in the accursed city.

The only drawback to the Hell Hell Fruit beyond the normal weakness of Devil Fruit is the Curse of the Blackened Soul. A Curse that traps the soul of whoever eats the Damned Fruit within it upon death. This fate is instinctively made aware to the eaters of the Fruit, and at many times it has drove them to madness. However, it is said one might be able to escape this fate but only those within the Fruit know the truth and they aren't telling.

One year into the Great Pirate Age.

Mariejois

Blood dripping off his brimstone claws, and depraved smile crudely formed from the many needle like teeth. For the first time in so long he could feel joy in his heart. He raised the body of his third uncle, the bastard was forth on his list of family to kill for the horrible treatment of his slaves, he had once forced them to carry a stone statue of himself across his massive palace four times before he decided that he liked the idea of a statue that followed him. But this level of corruption could be applied to pretty much everyone he was related to. The blood poured down into his throat giving his unimaginable joy, the taste was like bile but that wasn't the point. The point was the sheer terror on the so call World Nobles faces.

Florece looked on with horror as her husband's blood drained down. To think that the son of one of the Gorosei could do these things. She couldn't comprehend it. But there he was right in front of her, well the monster in front of them didn't look anything like the seven-year-old boy with jet black hair and a permanent scowl on his face but she knew who it was.

Fifteen minutes ago they were sitting down to dinner, the servants had laid out the meal. At one end of the table was an empty chair as the owner was busy with running the world, perfectly understandable. And at the other end was his only son, the boy had his normal indifferent look in his eye. the meal had been a wonderful import from the south Blue, she had been told that the crew of the fishing boat had died to three men to catch the fish that now was in front of her, she had thought that it had looked a bit over done and was about to send it back to be feed to her dogs. The boy simply sat there eating some grapes, he had always been a confusing puzzle to the rest of the World Nobles, when his father wasn't around he would act rudely to everyone, giving only grunts or scowls in response to any interaction. He acted bit more proper when his father was in the room but not much better. Florece had just asked him how was his studies going before he rudely retorted and took his first bite of that accused fruit. The next thing that she knew was the sound of him gaging and saying it had been the most awful thing he had ever tasted. She was about to yell at the servant that had brought it when the boy had suddenly started stopped gaging and turned very quiet, then there was a slight chuckle. The table infront of her had then burst in to flames and she felt something cold grab her and locked her into the chair she was sitting in. She looked up in horror to see a bloody skeleton laughing at her. she looked back to the young hair to see his body oozing out what could only be described as molten magma while red shards of stone jutted out his spine and formed horrid claws. With inhuman speed he rushed to disembowel his cousin.

The slaves of the World Nobles were terrified and joyous at the same time. On one hand there was an actual demon in front of them and on the other it was killing their tormentors in the most brutal fashion the slaves could ever hope for. They all had saw the same thing, the young master had become this force of vengeance. Out of all of the World Nobles he alone was a beacon of hope and decency in Mariejois. Never once had he harmed his slaves, which he had many though it was more in that he had liberated them from other World Nobles. He fed them well and often left them to their own allowing them to live their own strange lives within the hell that was Mariejois. The demon ignored them as they backed away to the doors of the grand dinning room, they all made their way out to try and free the rest of the young master's slaves, without him they would likely be sold off to other, so while he caused chaos they would escape.

The monster's glowing red eyes turned the door that had just closed and smiled, his charges knew to take this opportunity as much as he would himself. He threw the top half of his uncle at the wall while simply dropping the bottom. He give a slight wave to his minions to kill the rest of them. They weren't worthy prey. The quick sounds of screams erupted behind him before kicking the door to another hall down. He walked out on to the three hundred year old rug that lined the hallway, he burned his foot print into it.

He needed to find more scum quickly. It wouldn't be long before someone found out what happened and a quick call to Marine Headquarters would be made. His power was still too fresh and under developed, he wasn't ready to face down Admirals. The whispers in his ear told him to go right. He did as they said, it was because of them that he was able to take out his fury in the first place. With each step he took his body hardened until it became a horrific armor of red stone and blackened metal.

How long had he waited for a day like this? Since as far back as he could remember he had felt only one thing for the way his family acted, disgust. He couldn't understand how they could do such horrendous things to their fellow humans, they kept saying that they were above the rest of the world and that were in fact better than humans. He didn't see any difference between himself and the slaves, they looked just like him. They were all human and so was he, they had done nothing wrong to him, even the criminals that were made into slaves didn't deserve this, to be locked up yes but not this. He took it as a mortal insult when he was told that such behavior was expected of him. For so many years he quietly raged and ranted, his hatred growing with each branding he was forced to witness. He had been forced to grow up quickly, he had spent all his time not playing with other children, not that he liked any of the other kids in Mariejois and had been banned from playing with the children of the slaves, but instead he spent all that time learning all that he could in the vast libraries of Mariejois, one of the very few things that he felt was on the pros list of being the son of one of the Gorosei.

The first of the guards that came upon him screamed in terror before being cut in half. They all deserved it, they had stood by and watched as the World Nobles committed horrendous act against mankind… no they could be considered worse because they didn't just stand by but actually encouraged said behavior by enabling them to do so.

He soon found more of his prey and killed them all in the most painful ways his mind had thought up in the years of his short life. Many had poetic themes to them, not that any of his victims could tell either because of their own ego and belief that they could do no wrong or because simply that were in to much pain to understand complex ideas or thoughts.

By the time he heard the loud footsteps of the Marines he had already killed thirty-eight of the scum and had lost track of how many of their underlings. He wasn't too fond of the idea of killing Marines, unlike the guards and knights of Mariejois they were simply men and women who just wanted to protect the average citizen and had nothing to do with the World Nobles. In an effort to avoid harming the innocent he began breathing out a dark cloud of Sulfur in to the room he was currently in. He heard the cries and gags of the few Marines unlucky enough to have opened the door and then turned to the out facing wall and after a quick cut to the wall he jumped out and shattered the earth beneath him once he landed. He stared out on to the blue water of the Grand Line. He didn't like the idea of sailing those waters, filled with people who could have a chance at beating him, he had just acquired his power and so he could still be taken down.

He turned to left, the other seas were more to his current level but truth be told he didn't want any more conflict, killing the World Nobles was all he really wanted in life but he had done that. He certainly would like to continue but that was lost to him now that reinforcements had arrived. With a deep sigh the seven year old boy calmed down, the hellish armor cracked and fell off him, shattering like glass once it hit the ground. What was left was a well-dressed boy with a returned look of disinterest. The whispers in his mind had lessened considerably. As he began walking toward the edge of the red line to follow it until he was at one of the other Blues he began thinking of cool names he could go by. His birth name only filled him with rage and disgust. It had to be cool but most importantly it had to have D in it.

Eight Years since the dawn of the Pirate Age.

Somewhere in the West Blue.

Draken D. Luther was currently relaxing as the waves gentle pushed his tiny rowboat along. In his teeth was a single stock of grain. Laying on his back, his black leather great coat serving as a makeshift shade provider having been propped up by the two ours he had. He kicked his black combat boots that covered the bottom cuffs of his black cargo pants to the song in his head. Over his body was a dark red t-shirt with a hand sketched silver smiley with Xs for eyes and sharpened teeth in its smile. He ran a hand through his slicked back black hair, he kept it cut back but was thinking about growing it out. He wondered how long it had been since he had seen land… a few weeks maybe. It didn't really matter; he really didn't care. He was fine letting the waves take him wherever they wanted him to go. He could go for some food though, he had no real way to catch any fish, he had on several times tried to catch a seagull or two but that plan failed.

He sighed. He had to admit it, he was lying to himself, he was bored. He was a fourteen-year-old boy with needs, and those needs must be met. And just then, as if the universe had heard his grumbling, the boat hit the rock shore. Luther was so relieved that he didn't even mind the annoyingly growing swelling on his head.

"Yawho!" Luther yelled as he sped off the boat in the form of a cloud of sulfur reforming as he skidded onto the beach on his knees. "Land… how I love you!" The nearby fishermen looked to each other and shrugged at the sight of the strange boy that came out of nowhere and was now kissing the pebble beach.

"Hey boy!" One of the fishermen yelled over as the boy walked back to the small rowboat to retrieve his great coat. "How long you yea be at sea? Do you need help?"

"Nah… I'm good." Luther yelled back as he put his great coat back on and grabbed his knapsack out of the dingy. "Just need to be pointed to the nearest town." The fishermen pointed north and Luther nodded warmly before beginning his way to said town. The walk there was short and quiet, something Luther enjoyed. The island was pretty slandered, the beachy area was rocky but soon gave way to patches of farmland and a few trees here and there. the town in front of him was a little on the small side but big enough to have nice tall stone walls. Luther looked over the walls and then to the gate. "Ugg... there are guards... argg! Why? Fine..." Luther groaned both internally and externally. Turning half of his body to gas he floated up and over the town walls.

Jumping over the small town's walls to avoid any guards that might be around, his heavy combat boots hit the brick walkway with a thud. Carefully looking around, he was relieved to see that his entrance and gone unnoticed. Walking around the small town he felt something abnormal… he was hungry. After liberating a few berries from a few passersby, he entered in one of the few restaurants in the town and after arguing what was rare and what was raw with the cook he began his meal. He ripped off his first bite of the very rare steak with his bare teeth, grossing out a few others but this just made him smile. No one would ever think that he once was taught to eat with the utmost class.

Luther was to focused on his meal to noticed that he had been spotted by a local bounty hunter. He smiled as he went through the wanted posters and came upon the one his looking for.

"Draken D. Luther, wanted for piracy, murder, publicly speaking out against the World Government, the list goes on. But his reward is even more impressive, 43,000,000 berries is certainly impressive for someone his age." The bounty hunter had been looking for another target hiding in this town but this was just icing on the cake. He quietly walked over to the target and sat right next to him at the bar. "I have a pistol aimed right at your gut and got guys on every exit. So why don't you come quietly, Hell Walker Luther."

Luther just ignored the man, though the mention of his nickname brought a bigger smile to his face. That name was given to him by the Marines after he burned down the base for CP4, that was one hot day. The picture on his wanted poster was angled from the bottom left due to camera being on the ground but he was walking out of the fire, with his great coat flapping in wind and the shadows giving his face the perfect look of menacing and mystery. He was quite proud of it.

"I'm taking it that we're going to have to do this the hard way." The bounty hunter asked.

"Ha! That's such a cliché thing to say, at least try to be original." Luther laughed as he ripped off another bite. He really didn't care what the man said. Luther knew his fate was sealed, he hadn't decided whether he was going to outright kill him or just tie him up, it depended on how much he liked this town. He might want to stay for a month or two and if that was the case then the man next to him was already dead. But maybe he would run, a nice chase might be fun. But again it all was on if he liked the town. But then the bounty hunter took his shot, of course the bullet went right through him, his body turning to gas for a second. The entire building turned to the sight and went deathly silent. Then a stampede of people rushed out in an effort to avoid harm.

"Devil Fruit huh? Your wanted poster didn't say anything about it but that does explain how a kid like you gain such a bounty." The bounty hunter said as Luther finished off his steak in one last bite.

"Well look at that, because of you I won't be get any pie… I like pie and now the promise of pie has been made a horrible lie… the pie is a lie." Luther sighed. And then bolted out the door with bounty hunter running after him. It didn't take long for the rest of his crew to join in. Luther laughed as the bounty hunters ran after him through the streets of the town. "Run boys! You're getting so close!" Luther mocked happily before turning a corner only knock into another person. "Ow… who the hell…" Luther looked up to see a girl with tan skin and black hair, she was about the same age as Luther but he wasn't sure. She looked like she same age, she was a little shorter than himself though. "Damn… she's hot." The quick look over Luther had before he turned to more important and angry things showed that she was dress very simply with jeans and a green shirt that was a few sizes too small, given the wear and tear on the clothes Luther could tell that they were either hand me downs or were scavenged. Luther looked pass her when he heard something load coming toward. Then he saw the Marines running toward them. "Hmm… Marines… how'd they find out so quickly. They couldn't have... so that leaves, they're after her… but why…" Luther looked at the girl again, she was also trying to get a sense of the situation, then Luther noticed her eyes blue with wide pupils. "You're Nico Robin!" Luther excitedly yelled out before looking back at the bounty hunters. "I'm done playing with you." With the flic of his arm Luther summoned four spectral wraiths, each a flowing mass of tattered robes and eldritch armor. The bounty hunters, clearly terrified, began running away. The Marines did slightly better, they actually fought the damned soldiers that Luther summoned. "I'm a big fan of your work."

Robin was taken back by the boy in front of her, not many people acted this way around her once they found out who she was. Even the pirates would almost instantly turn on her, they never wanted to deal with the Marines and World Government.

"Looks like the Marines have gotten through, shame. Do you have a safe house or something for us to hide out in for a while?" Luther asked the girl as he helped her up.

"Why would you need to hide unless you're also being hunted down by the Marines?" Robin asked still very skeptical of the boy.

"Draken D. Luther. At your service. Current bounty at 43,000,000 berries." Luther gave a dramatic bow as he spoke.

Robin blinked at his name, he had the same middle initial as Saul, could it just be some kind of coincidence or did this mean something. Robin looked back at the incoming Marines, this wasn't the time for thinking about complicated things right now.

"Can you get us out of here?" Robin asked quickly, feeling a bit unease at the boy's growing smile. Before she knew what was happening he had pulled her in and two pairs of molten wings ripped from his back.

"I would highly recommend you hold on." The boy said while giving back a quite innocent smile, Robin thought for a moment that he actually wanted to help instead of doing this for something else later and so she did what he said before the two shot in to the air. Robin's eyes grew wide at the furthering ground and the sound of Luther's laughing. She could see the whole island from this height.

"Over there!" Robin pointed, still holding on with several other newly spouted arms that only Luther laugh even more. She pointed over to a small cave by the western coast. The two glided over to the coast and safely landed by the cave.

"Damn! That was fun." Luther yelled out as they landed. Luther walked up to the cave while Robin, still unsure about her circumstances. The teenage boy had been pretty decent to her, more so than normal people when they found out who she was. Even when it had been wanted pirates they quickly turned on her. "Yeah, I think this cave will work out really well." Luther said as he walked out of the cave. He walked past Robin and to the coast where he sat down on a large rock. He outstretched his arm and soon a small boat, decorated with bones and skulls popped out of the sea. "If you want, this will take you to the next island, the World Government really wants to find you, this can keep them guessing. At least for a little while."

"What about you?"

"Me… I'm still sick of the sea, I think I'll stay around here. Have some fun, cause havoc and mayhem." Luther looked back at his fellow teen. "Your welcome to join me."

Eleven years since the dawn of the Pirate Age

West Blue, Town of Teltel, The Macer Kingdom

"By order of the World Government I order you to Oph!" The Marine Captain was quickly hit with a potato. Luther and Robin laughed as they ran through the crowded street of Teltel, their newest hideout town but they both knew that they would need to find somewhere new quickly now that the Marines found them. Again.

"Go away! We're doing our grocery shopping!" Luther yelled and laughed as the two seventeen year olds continued to give the Marines chase. The two ran past another corner with the Marines right behind them but when the Marines turned the corner they found that they had lost the pair.

"Where did they go?" One of the Marine grunts asked his companion.

"Maybe they turned back." The two quickly looked around again and then shrugged, and ran back trying to back track their chase. The two teenagers looked down from the roof of the building smiling. Robin had climbed up with the help of her extra arms and Luther had simply flown up as gas.

"That was amazing!" Robin exclaimed quite pleased with their escape.

"I swear they're getting dumber… let's see what we got…" Luther said as the two opened their bags of stolen food. "I got a bottle of juice… apple. Three wedges of cheese, a loaf of bread, and… I think these are tomatoes but they feel more like apples." Luther stared at the hard fruit trying to figure out just what they were.

"Well I got some cucumbers, five potatoes minus that one we threw. A whole ham…"

"You know I hate pork!" Robin ignored Luther by bring out a green bottle.

"And I got a bottle of wine." She smiled seductively at him though she was honestly unaware of this.

"But underage drinking is illegal." The two laughed at that joke. The two quickly put their haul back in their bags and darted across the roof tops until they made their way to the small tent they had made in the old church's belfry. The two of them watched the sun go down as the passed the bottle of wine to each other not having any real glasses or the manners to use them, well Robin said she would but Luther doubted it, he tended to bring out the delinquent in her.

"I think we should head out to the East Blue next." Robin said, her face slightly red from the booze. "It's quieter there."

"Who needs quiet. I want fun… but then again nobody's more fun than you so as long as you're there I guess I could accept it." Luther didn't notice but Robin's slightly turned a bit more red from his remark. "Ahhh… that hit the spot." Luther said after taking another drink from the bottle. He then tossed it back to Robin. "But then again…" His voice turned a bit more serious. "… you're never going to find your dream in the East Blue."

"I thought we talked about this already. I've given up on that." Robin's mood also turned dour at the mention of this slightly taboo topic.

"But why… it's because of me isn't it." Luther's tone suggested a more inward accusation than outward. Robin looked back at the bottle and sighed, this had turned out to be an awful idea.

"It's not you honest." Robin said as she moved closer, laying her head on his shoulder. "It's impossible goal, I'd rather live like you. It's not because of you that I gave up but it's because of you that I choose to realize the truth of it."

"What if I said I knew the truth." There was a deep silence after that statement.

"What do you mean by that?"

"I told you that I ran away after killing my family because they were awful people and the power of the Hell Hell Fruit finally give me the power to do something. Well it's a bit more complicated than that." Luther started to pull out a wanted poster of a shadowy sketch with the only real color being two red eyes. The name under the picture was the Avatar of the Devil, it was wanted for 38,000,000,000 berries, one billion for each World Noble it had killed. But before he pulled it out enough for Robin to see she pushed it back.

"I know about it already." Luther began to question this but Robin stopped him with a raised hand. "You talk in your sleep, loudly. I know about your past and I don't care." She held on to his arm tightly. "You're the first person to actually care. But I know that your past burdens you. I can tell it eats at you that your family is still out there causing more suffering but that doesn't mean you need to suffer. You might have the answers I need but I don't want them. All I want is to continue to be happy with you." She knew that as much as he saved her it was more that she also saved him. She could tell that he had very trust in others, the only reason he did with her right away was because she was an enemy of the World Government.

"Are you sure? I'm a pretty rude guy, I tend to be really annoying and snarky." Luther joked trying lighten the air around them. And smiled at the sound of Robin's soft laugh.

"See, right there is why I love you. You always make my laughs real." Robin said a bit more sober than before and understood each and every word she was saying. She could feel Saul smiling down on the two, happy that she finally found someone in the world that made her feel like she wasn't alone.

"Did you just…"

"Don't ruin the moment."

Four months later

West Blue, Teltel docks

Luther and Robin were currently waiting for their contact to show up. They had planned for the last four months to head off to the East Blue where they would try and hide a bit more permanently this time. They had paid a local pirate a good amount to take them and even a little extra to be on time. They certainly were going to be asking for their money back despite having used that time very wisely.

"You think he's here yet?" Luther asked as he started tying his boots back on.

"No, I don't see him anywhere." Robin said as she buttoned her shirt back up while using her devil fruit powers to watch outside of the building. "Not that I'm complaining, you think we could go another round?"

"I think that would be pushing our luck, we're starting to get pretty loud." Luther smirked. "We're supposed to be discreet."

"Well it seems that we finished just in time because I think he's coming." At that comment the two went silent as they waited for the warehouse doors to open. Five minutes later a short pudgy man opened the door and hobbled in.

"You two the cargo my first mate told me about?" The man grumbled.

"Yeah, you the captain of Razor Hog Pirates?" Luther asked, eyeing the still open doors.

"Well not anymore, I'm leaving things to my first mate while I retire." The man said as he hobbled back to the door and several squads of Marines came in followed by a really tall man in trench coat and the largest and strangest spectacles Robin and Luther ever saw. The short piggy man hobbled behind the tall one and then out the door.

"Devil Child Nico Robin and Hell Walker Draken D. Luther, it is a pleasure to be catching you two." The tall man said in a dry and humming tone. His voice and long gray hair suggested he was quite old but the way he stood and held himself said that he was confident in that he could take them both on.

"And just who the hell are you?" Luther demanded.

"My name is Olavdnis Cross, and I'm the bounty hunter that will be collecting the sizable payday for you two."

"It looks more like the Marines are here to arrest us." Robin retorted.

"Well that's true but I'm here to make sure that they have success, after all the two of you have the nasty habit of getting away from them."

"Devil Fruit or some weird power all your own?" Luther asked casually.

"The Eye Eye Fruit my young tot. I see everything… everything." That last word was said in such a tone that made the female teen shudder but the male one just looked unimpressed.

"You're a fucking peeping tom aren't you?" Luther chuckled while Robin's face paled.

"What how dare you…"

"You caught a bit of the show didn't you?" Luther said grinning earning him a smack to the chest from Robin. "What, we should charge him. Or would that be in bad taste, that's probably the closest thing to getting any he's had in years." Luther mused before getting his mouth shut by two of Robin's extended arms.

"Do you honestly think that you can catch us?" Robin said defiantly, still more than a little mad at the idea that this pervert had peeked on her and Luther.

"Why yes I do my dear… I do in deed." Once again the last remark sent a chill down Robin's spine while Luther just rolled his eyes, like he'd ever let anyone touch or even peek at Robin. The man was already very dead, that was truth itself to Luther. The air in the warehouse turned heaver when the Marines took a step forward, then the man pulled out a cane sword and a small revolver. "Sea stone bullets, make them myself." The man said as he cocked the gun. "The blade I'm afraid is just normal steel but it will still do very well on the young lady."

"Really… well let's even the odds." Luther began to outstretch his right arm to summon forth his damned soldiers but just as the ethereal bone began to shift from the ground a shot rang out and Luther clutched his right arm as it began dripping blood. Luther looked up from his arm to see Cross holding a smoking gun, but not his. His sword was stuck in the floor and in his hand was one of the Marines' rifles. "What the fuck?!"

"One thing about the Hell Hell Fruit young man, you can only use one of it's three powers at a time. After you summon your hell spawns you can use your Logia powers again but not during." Cross smiled at the weakened Hell Walker. "Collecting the bounty on these two would be child's play, certainly the World Government had either gone lazy or lowered their standards for their Marines for these two to have eluded the authorities for so long."

Robin looked on in horror as Luther fell on his knees, holding his arm as blood trickled down. Out of pure anger she began moving to use her own powers but then a bullet whizzed by her face, creating a hole in her hair.

"I wouldn't do that missy, you see, thanks to the Eye Eye Fruit I can see everything in 360 and focus on the most minute detail, I know what your next move is just as you think it and can shoot the wings off a fly from a mile away. You two are still quite frankly amateurs. Ture, your suitor holds the most powerful Devil Fruit in history but against someone with decades of experience, there is no contest." Cross said as he began walking forward. "I need to finish this quickly, that brat still can kill us all, the only thing keeping him this tame is the girl. And the more I harm her the greater the rage in him will fuel the power of the Hell Hell Fruit. I need to get them to separate."

"Robin…" Luther coughed out, it was then that Robin noticed that the shot had hit his shoulder. "…You need to get out of here." Cross grinned as he read the boy's lips, he couldn't hear but he could see what they were talking about.

"No I'm not leaving you!"

"Listen! There's only one thing I can do at this point, I know where he hit and the thing is… I can't feel my right arm. I think he somehow hit the nerves in my right shoulder cutting me off from it. I can't use my left arm to summon or he'll just hit me again. I'm going to try and buy you time to get out of here."

"No, I'm going to stay and…"

"Robin!" Luther yelled out, his voice a bit more demonic as a bit of molten sulfur oozed over his mouth, dripping down to his body. "I've already lived two dreams, killing my family and living these past years with you. But you still got one unchecked, I can't think of living with my self-knowing we aren't even." Before Robin could protest she saw the flow of molten sulfur increase and hardened brimstone started coming out of Luther. "In the desert kingdom of Alabasta there is a Poneglyph, I don't know any more than that. I don't know what it says or where it is more than that but I once heard my father speak of it. Said that the King of Alabasta was hiding it but they had no way of getting it without causing too big of an incident." Cross frowned, he couldn't understand what the boy ha told her.

"I told you…" Robin wiped away the tears that were forming in her eyes. But before she could finish the armor had finished forming and Luther stood back up.

"I don't care what happens to me, so long as you still able live your dream." Luther's voice had completely changed from its normal warm and light tone to deep and echoed. "Please, I can't live for an eternity in the damned Fruit thinking I was the reason that you died or even worse lived without a dream." At that he turned back to Cross who had been waiting for the lovers to finish with scowl on his face, though why hadn't he had interrupted was anybody's guess. Robin looked to the floor with tears dripping down, it was a few moments before she at last started running for the back door. The Marines tried to run after her but were stopped by one death glare from Luther, the amount of bloodlust and rage radiated off him in hurricane sized waves.

"It would seem that the missy has escaped, shame, but she won't be getting off the island any time soon, plenty of time for us to find her." Cross shrugged as he twirled his pistol in one finger.

"Your just another walking corpse." Luther growled out.

"Oh really, because it had looked like you were making your final farewells."

"I'm not stupid enough to think that I could beat you. Let me ask you something, how'd you know about the Hell Hell Fruit's weakness, I didn't even know about it until a few months ago." Cross squinted behind his spectacles, the boy was stalling. But for what?

"My dear boy, you are not the first to hold the Cursed Fruit's power. It is a short list of people but the stories they so do live. And when one takes a job such as this, said one must learn all they can about their targets. And the World Government was quite keen on putting you in the ground, so they gave me access to certain files and tomes. With my powers it took very little time to find the pattern. Now if you're done stalling for time for the little missy to get away then let us get on with your capture."

"You think I'm stalling for her to get away from you?" Luther chuckled. "Have you noticed that I have not taken a single step."

"Of course, I see all." Cross squinted, he couldn't understand what was this boy up to. But then he saw it, underneath the warehouse was a small pocket of compressing gas. Under the boy's feet was small tubes sending down the gas. It was enough to cause an explosion strong enough to vaporize everyone including himself and the boy. "You're crazy." Cross whimpered.

"Yes I am; I'd rather cut you to pieces for peaking at Robin but this is the only way I can be sure that I take you with me." Luther said with a reluctant grin. He really did want nothing more than to rip the man's spine out and beat him with it. Luther looked up at the moon through the warehouse skylight. "I'm sorry Robin, but at least I'll have memories of our time together while I rot in the Devil Fruit." Luther sent a small spark down to the cavern he had made and ignited the gas causing as massive explosion that had engulfed have of the docks.

From the outskirts of the town's surrounding farms Robin watched the plume of fire rise into the sky, tears running down her face. What was she supposed to do now, a part of her just wanted to find some place and live ignored by the world, another just wanted to die. But she couldn't, Luther had given his life for her. The only way to honor him was to make good on his wish for her to live with purpose, with a dream again.

"Alabasta… okay Luther. I'll do it for you… and for myself."

Three Hours Later

A giant eye popped out of the crater formed by Luther's trap. Out of the pupil slid out Cross.

"Damnable brat! He made me use that technique." Cross grumbled as he tried to wipe the fluid off his clothes. "The missy is long gone by now, my contract is null and void now that the Burbic brat has bit the dust. I'm not quite sure if his father will be happy or sad at the loss of his son." Cross said as he checked his spectacles, only for them to crack at the first touch. "Curse that repugnant child!" Cross screamed up in to the black night sky.

Fourteen Years since the dawn of the Pirate Age.

West Blue, Teltel docks

Deep within the crater that no one would go near for fear of being cursed, small shards of red and black stone that had been slowly gathering over the last two and a half years had finally gathered enough mass. The stone began to push together and condense.

A deep rumble shook the town causing a panic, fearing that the demon was coming back. People locked their doors and closed their shutters in a small attempt to keep themselves safe.

Out of the center of the crater burst through a stone hand that pulled up the rest of the stone body. the body shifted back into human flash and garments. The now twenty-year-old man took his first breath in years. The first thoughts were that of disbelief, he was sure that he would have died in the fire.

But his mind then turned back to more important things or to more precise an important person.

Author's Notes.

I'm Soooooo Sorry to all those that wanted me to update my other stories but this one had been in my head since I first saw One Piece and it had been evolving in my head since then. And for the past couple of days I just really wanted to do this. Really sorry.

Second, Luther does not have Haki yet, that was just sheer terror which I think is a bit different, Luffy not that scary, a ten-foot-tall demon man hybrid that clearly can kill you in a second, yeah difference. Luther also does not have the third Haki like Luffy and a lot of other prime badasses do but he just needs to make people shit their pants.

Third, I need feedback, tell me what you think, I try to answer people either by PM or in the Author's Notes in the next chapter… speaking of

Forth, do not expect me to update regularly, I am doing the stupid thing and going at now five stories, all of which I plan to take to the minimum of 300 thousand words. I will try to do one per month but don't hold me to that, I have a day job, I'm taking classes, but on the up side I have very little social life so… yeah… oh I made myself sad…. Never Mind!

Fifth, next chapter will start off Luther's meeting with the straw hats, I'm not solid on when, certainly before Logtown but after Buggy.

Six, I know people are going to hate me but, I'm saying this now but I am doing the Filler arcs, think of it as more stuff to enjoy. Please… no don't go… please… wait, I'm going to most likely try to fit each of those arcs to one chapter and I'm not even going to do all, just the ones that feel like they actually contribute to the story or those that I feel are just too damn funny not to.

Thank you all for taking the time to read and check out some of my other stories… not the Naruto one, I'm working on lots of updates to the content and it might not be entirely the same story. Thank you all and see you next time.