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Alright, I know I've said I've been working on this AND I HAVE.  Decided to throw up this small preview of Chapter 1 aka The Clayman Cometh for you guys.  So I hope you enjoy.

There was some humour to the fact that he would die so soon after his journey began, Caulfeld Alex thought as his small ship floated across the endless plane that was the ocean.  The man cast a weary gaze out into the distance, the thick fog preventing him from seeing anything. With a sigh, he ran a gloved hand through his short black hair and laid back, the wood creaking as he made himself comfortable.  He had planned poorly, he knew that much.  Unfortunately he had misjudged the distance between his starting location and the nearest island, some small mining place known as Wilos.   The soft lapping of the waves rocked the boat slowly, causing Alex’s body to feel the weariness brought about by a couple days of sailing without food or water.  His eyes closed slowly as he started, opening them wide, only for them to close again for good.


“Oi, you okay kid?”


Alex wearily opened his eyes as he stretched his aching body and glanced up at the face that looked to be carved out of stone.  The speaker was an aged man, time having weathered his skin and stolen most of his hair.  The few strands that clung to his liver spotted skull waved in the wind as the old man gestured at Alex’s boat which was bumping up against a dock that was just as weathered as the man.   Alex rose slowly, trying to keep his footing.  “Uh, yeah I think so...how did I get here?” Alex asked, looking around.  It was a small dock, the largest ship there was a tiny merchant ship used to travel between the local islands in the North Blue.  In the distance, he could spy a series of buildings that he assumed to be a town.  


“On your boat, I assume” The old man answered as Alex raised an eyebrow and shot a glare.  “Alright, alright.  Keep your pants on.  You probably floated here in the fog last night.  It was a thick one, that’s for sure.  Couldn’t see five feet out to sea, no sirree.  Why, it reminds me of the fog of 1479, now that was a fog.  You wouldn’t have been born yet obviously but I was, and let me tell you...”  Alex ignored the rest of the man’s ramblings as he climbed onto the dock, brushing off dust from the dark brown coat he wore over a green button-up shirt.  He started toward town when the man paused in his reminiscing and held up a hand.    “Oi, can’t even let an old man reminisce about the good ol’ days.  Man, pirates have sure lost their manners.”


Alex paused in his walking as he glanced back at the old man. “What makes you think I’m a pirate?”  He was, after all, but the old man couldn’t know that.  Unless they got bounty posters out here?   He didn’t think it would’ve, it’s not like he had a large bounty.  Plus all he did was escape some no-name Marine mooks.   They had rescued him from the island he was stranded on and due to his heritage, they decided to turn him over to some Captain Silon or Seamon or Soron or something like.  Some freaky fish guy, he knew that.    Not that he had anything against fishmen.  Some of his best friends were fishmen.  Wait, that’s what you say when you actually are racist, Alex thought.  And I’m pretty sure I don’t actually know any fishmen anyway.   


As this all went through his head, Alex didn’t realize the old man was laughing a snaggletoothed laugh.   “Don’t worry about it kid, I just assume anybody travelling these waters nowadays are pirates.  Especially alone.   If you were a Marine, you’d have more people with ya and if you were a merchant, you’d have a larger ship to carry your cargo.  You’re too ill-equipped to be a mercenary and we have no reasons for revolutionaries or assassins to show up”   The old man rubbed his chin, “You could be a treasure hunter”


Alex chuckled this time, “Aren’t treasure hunters just pirates who are too nice to steal?.  Eh, old man?”   Somewhere an ocean away, a large man wielding an axe sneezed, drawing a glare from the blonde swordsmen next to him.


“Oi, quit with that old man stuff.  I have a name, my name is Borus Oscar Bruce.  My friends call me Bob.”   Bob reached out an arthritic hand for Alex to shake.


Alex glanced at the hand skeptically before accepting it, “Nice to meet you...Bob.   So what is this place anyway?”


“The dock”


A sigh escaped Alex’s lips as he gestured towards the town. “The island, what is the island called.”


“Ahhhhh” Bob grinned as he turned towards the town with a stumbling lurch.  “That my friend is the crystal town of the North, Wilos Island.”   Alex grinned, so he made it after all. That was good to know.   He would need to pick up some supplies here, and probably a crewmember, but first he needed to take care of a need of the utmost urgency.   A necessity that no pirate could go without.   Something that everyone who made his living on the sea made sure to always have.


Alex turned to Bob as he nodded towards the town, “So Bob...where’s the bar?”


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:iconbugeyedmonster:
BugEyedMonster Featured By Owner Apr 11, 2014
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TWIN
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MalchiortheDraco Featured By Owner Apr 11, 2014
Just to let you know, Happy birthday, Jon!

And I'm afraid you gift will be late. ^^; Mainly, because my computer is being a pain in the ass and won't let me write it out. Lucky, I will get all my items together either by tonight or tomorrow and start working.
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gambit508 Featured By Owner Apr 11, 2014
Thanks! And it's alright, hell I was late with yours for the same reason (and why I'll probably be late with any of the others coming up in the next few months)
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MalchiortheDraco Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2014
I can understand that, man.
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gambit508 Featured By Owner Apr 12, 2014
Anyway it's fine, do what you gotta do.
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For-Teh-Evulz Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2014  Student Filmographer
Hey man. Just thought I'd ask another quick question - do you happen to know if anyone in the COTAverse has a bone-manipulating fruit?
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gambit508 Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2014
Yes, one of Dude's recurring villians
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For-Teh-Evulz Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2014  Student Filmographer
Ah, damn. Oh well, guess I'll come up with another DF.
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gambit508 Featured By Owner Mar 23, 2014
Yeah...sorry. :(
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For-Teh-Evulz Featured By Owner Nov 6, 2013  Student Filmographer
Quick question - do you happen to know if anyone in the COTAverse has a Wind Devil Fruit?
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