Sphinx

When we arrived at Sphinx, Whitebeard had us barricade the island. We erected a stone barrier, donated cannons, and almost covered the front beach with barbed wire. Whitebeard was concerned about his hometown. Before he was a famous pirate, Whitebeard lived in poverty.

Almost all of our funds went to Sphinx, keeping it running. "Tell me again why we are doing this." Bane was shirtless and sweating profusely as we moved boulders to support the stone wall we built the day before.

"Why would Big Mom attack this island? She would gain nothing from it." Groaning as I hefted two rocks onto my shoulders, "If Big Mom wanted to start a war, she would attack here first. The loss would decimate whitebeard, and he would act irrationally, giving her an advantage."

After offloading my haul, I rolled my shoulder, the constant work taking a toll, "How do you know all of this." I shrugged, "Just the way my mind thinks." The actual reason was I'd been playing strategy games like risk, starcraft, and anything else I could get my hands on.

Looking at the position of the sun, I realized it was almost dinnertime, and I had kitchen duty, "I have to go now, don't slack off while I'm gone." Bane rolled his eyes, "How old do you think I am?"

I flew over to the mess hall, which was one large tent, and walking into the kitchen, I washed my hands and grabbed an apron. "It's been a while since you've joined us. What to good to join the chefs."

I clasped hands with Bungy and smiled, "I wish I were just a cook. Did you know Marco has me in the lab all day helping him?" Bungy nodded, "Both of your potions and pills are small blessings. I don't know what we would do without them."

"Probably die." We didn't have any more time to catch up after all their hard work. Everyone was going to be starving. Even with me handing out Lembas Pills, I limited how much everyone could eat. I didn't want any drug addicts onboard. Dinner was simple roasted chicken legs, gravy, rolls, and mashed spuds.

Though we put every ounce of love we could into the meal, when we rang the dinner bell, it looked like the scene from the lion king, a stampede of people. In the blink of an eye, the trays were empty, and people were eating.

We also invited the villagers who feasted with us. I could already see that some of my fellow crewmates had already hooked up. I even noticed some matching wedding bands. That got me thinking about my own love life and pursuing any of the OC characters.

The Marines were off-limits for me as I don't think I could stand any of them. Besides, I always liked bad girls. Who wouldn't be afraid to state their opinion and knock around some skulls.

More than once, those types of girls had gotten me into trouble the few times I had a girlfriend. But a lot of things had changed. It was a new life and a new me. Grabbing a plate myself, I sat next to Whitebeard, looking at the sunset while holding a barrel.

Whitebeard wiped his mouth after taking a swig, and he looked at me, "Hey captain, everything okay." He grinned, "Everything is better than great. Restoring my organs was the best thing you've ever done." I wasn't offended by the old man's comment. It was his way of showing love, and we all knew it.

"You and Big Mom used to be crewmates, right?" Nodding, the old man finished off the barrel tossing it aside, "We were part of the rock pirates, the strongest crew around before Roger. We fell apart after our captain fell in battle. In fact, 3 out of the four emperors are my past crewmates."

Whitebeard had a clear flush to his cheeks. After giving him a new organ, all his previous tolerance had gone away, so now he only needed two to three barrels to knock him out.

"What about Red Hair Shanks? How powerful is he." I asked. Whitebeard scowled, "One of Roger's brats I don't know how strong he is, but he lost his arm a few years ago. I don't have any interest in fighting a disabled person."

I groaned inwardly. One of the greatest mysteries I had was Shanks' power, I know he didn't have a devil fruit, and he was a powerful swordsman able to compete with Hawkeye. That was defiantly on my bucket list, along with finding out what Dragons devil fruit was.

After dinner, I was ready to go back to the ship when someone grabbed my arm, "Where do you think you're going, handsome." My arm was sandwiched between two melons so enormous that I wondered how anyone could stand with them.

I looked at the woman who was giving me hot eyes. She had dark brown skin, brown eyes, and bright red lips, "Well, hello there. Want to come back to my room." The woman nodded, and I couldn't believe it was that easy.

And I wasn't the only one going home with company. When we got to my room, I could restrain myself any longer. I threw the girl on my bed and started to strip her clothing.

The rest of the night was the best of my life. I almost felt sorry for her as I had unlimited stamina in bed. When I finally finished, she was reduced to a shivering mess. But like a gentleman, I cleaned off her body before pulling the covers over both of us.

In the morning, I woke up my bed empty, except for a note, 'Thanks for the sex, handsome, come find me again.' She didn't even sign her name, only her bright red lipstick.

That was fine by me. I wasn't ready for anything serious, but the sex was great, and if I revisited this island, I would find her for another round.