'...This fucking blows..'
On a lone island in the South Blue lies a mountian dominating majority of it, with steep cliff sides, drops and the occasional waterfall. On one of said cliff faces lies a small village, only a dozen or two of small wooden houses and a few other structures like wells, and a town hall of sorts.
'Why'd I get sent to this busted up town? As a fucking baby no less!'
The simple and normally ordinary town has taken a...dark undertone. The normally cheap yet robustly build houses have crumbled, the well destroyed and turned into a mound of rocks, and the roughly paved streets are quiet.
'Just my fucking luck! I first die to a fucking brain aneurysm of all things. Then I'm sent to a completely random anime world, and now even after my completely unfair and most definitely set up death from whatever that green dog was has me as an orphan??? If I ever meet that thing again i'm gonna pry it's eyes out and-'
"Godamnit! OI! We're late again!"
Footsteps and a loud vaguely feminine voice is all I hear as it slowly starts to approach near my cradle? 'Another fucking thing! I can't see shit!...It just hit me. I'm probably gonna die soon, a baby can't live out here without help. I'm probably gonna stave to death, that is if this other person doesn't kill me first. But I mean who would kill a baby?? Like I'm not in one of those REALLY fucked up worlds right? RIGHT???'
Just as I'm spiraling another deeper voice speaks this time much closer to me than I realized. "Yeah boss, we're definitely too late on this one. The tracks have been here for days, he's probably at Minami Island by now."
Another pair of footsteps gets closer to my location this time they're extremely heavy and shake the ground as they walk. "If that's the case why don't we switch targets? "Smoke Hand" is easier to chase down, and we ended up cutting his hand off after our first encounter."
More steps starting off from father away this time and they quickly approach, and then after a slight pause the feminine voice speaks again. "That's a good plan but old smokey is still over by the "Cobweb" ain't he? The Marines would hate us if we took him from them after they set up that trap."
The people continue to discuss they're next move while constantly shuffling around, with more and more footsteps approaching and leaving the area.
'...They said the Marines right?? That means I must be in One Piece! Which is...Good? It could've been Beserk...But how am I gonna get out of this, those guys clearly aren't Marines which means they aren't guaranteed to help me even though I'm a baby...But they don't sound like Pirates either? The Revolutionary Army has no reason to be here..Or maybe they do??? I could be on like Zoa or something..But then why is no one here?'
'OK! Focus up. It's not the Marines, probably not the Revolutionary Army or your run of the mill Pirate...Maybe they're bounty hunters?
"Wait!" Suddenly the movement above me stops with a command from the feminine voice. 'Shit..Am I caught?'
"Someone's here..."
'Definitely caught..Well at least I won't have to worry about living in one piece...Maybe I'll get another reincarnation? Maybe somewhere nice? Maybe I could go to JoJo's or something?'
Just as I've given up on this life my eyes finally open. Or at least it seems that way as the huge amount of rubble I was under is finally moved and the blurry silhouette of a woman comes into view.
"WAAA" Instinctively my infant body cries and cries as my eyes slowly focus until a semi clear image of the woman is burned into my head.
A dark skinned and very scarred woman is currently holding a large rock that was previously hiding me from the world. her body is extremely toned and very...intimidating to say the least.
"What the-Boys get over here!" Lifting more rubble with one hand, the woman grabs me and brings me up and out to the sun for the first time.
'God its bright as hell out here!' In the time it takes me to adjust to the brightness of the outside world a group of people have already formed around me and the woman holding me.
A group of 10 people quickly form around me, One such person is a large pale skinned man holding a spear made out of a white wood. then said person speaks up in an oddly high pitched voice. "Damn another one boss? That's the third sloppy survivor of his attacks, It's almost like the bastard wants the babies to suffer."
Upon the man speaking the woman holding me very quickly covers me up with a piece of cloth before holding me up to her tight with both hands. "...We really need to kill this guy. It's one thing to be a pirate, its another thing to kill innocents like they don't matter, but this?"
The woman holding me pushes through the group and starts walking down the destroyed path that leads through the village. but before she can get too far another man speaks up, "Boss! What are we doing with him? I know that we'd normally leave them with survivors but...well you know.."
At that she just turns slightly before saying " I only have 4 words to say. I'm keeping him."
'Dumbass.'