Legacy

BlackRock Island, West Blue

Inside a highly secure naval port, Nico Robin's sleek modern yacht was docked amidst huge metal warships. The area was covered with masked men and women donned in military gear and carrying modern guns modeled after AKs and LMGs. On the front stood Mr. Hugh Sabini, currently 62 and the head butler of the Moriarty family with a convoy of armored SUVs and a luxurious sedan to pick them up.

From the walkway attached to the yacht emerged Victor Moriarty, a tall and muscular man wearing a white shirt, jeans, and sneakers. Beside him stood a raven-haired beauty wearing Victor's hoodie and shorts carrying her travel bag containing her research equipment.

"Welcome home Master and Mrs Moriarty!!" Mr. Hugh took off his black hat and gave a respectful bow. Others present, led by Vice Captain Daz Bonez, followed with a synchronized military salute.

"Uncle Hugh, you didn't have to come to receive us. We are not kids." Victor said with a helpless smile.

"Master Victor, let this old man do his duties. My health has recovered a lot since you took over the family." Mr Hugh said with a genuine smile. Previously, he was troubled with the future of the Moriarty family under Victor's prodigal lifestyle but since three years ago their influence and power has reached new heights. 

"Master Victor, the convoy is ready to head home." Daz Bonez said stoically but there was a hint of respect in his tone. "Miss Sofia has already landed on the airstrip and waiting for you in the mansion with Master Law and Bepo."

"Let's go! I am feeling seasick." Robin said as she hugged Victor's arms. The latter nodded and walked to the sedan as he opened the door of the vehicle for his wife. Before entering, he looked at Mr. Hugh and said, "Uncle, find an expert swordsmith and bring them to the mansion."

Mr. Hugh and Daz Bones, who were in the front seats were surprised by the sudden request. Victor had not shown much interest in swordsmanship before so Mr. Hugh asked with curiosity, "Master, are you interested in swords, we have lots of fine swords in Master Adolf's collection?"

"I don't need a new sword, Uncle Hugh, this time Robin discovered a cursed blade during her adventures. I need a scabbard for the blade, make sure the swordsmith at least knows haki."

"A cursed blade??" Mr Hugh's eyes shined with interest. "Don't worry master, I'll personally look into this matter. This old man would also like to see the cursed blade, I have heard rumors about those but never had the privilege to see one myself."

"I have the same request master," Daz Bonez added, both were swordsmen hence their enthusiasm.

"Sure, no problem. It has a quite bloodthirsty personality if not tamed properly." Victor chuckled as the convoy started to roll. "I'd also appreciate some help in learning our family's swordsmanship Uncle Hugh."

"Your grandfather would be so proud of you right now that you are finally embracing your legacy. Why didn't you meet Miss Robin a little earlier?" Mr. Hugh complained emotionally as tears began to form in his eyes causing Robin and Victor to sigh simultaneously. They were very bad at dealing with this passionate old man whenever he turned into his fanboy mode.

***

Moriarty Mansion:

Nestled at the edge of a lush, sprawling estate, the Moriarty Mansion stood as a testament to opulence and grandeur. Surrounded by meticulously manicured gardens, the mansion rose majestically against the backdrop of rolling hills and ancient trees. Its elegant architecture, a blend of neoclassical and modern influences, whispered of a bygone era of sophistication.

As the huge metal gates swung open, a sweeping driveway guided visitors through a meticulously landscaped entrance, lined with statues of marble angels and fountains that glistened in the sunlight. The facade of the mansion itself was a masterpiece, with ornate carvings, towering pillars, and balconies adorned with cascading ivy. The sheer magnitude of the structure hinted at the wealth and taste of its enigmatic owner, the elusive head of the Moriarty family.

Upon entering the mansion, guests were greeted by a soaring, chandelier-adorned foyer that exuded an air of regal splendor. A grand staircase, adorned with a plush crimson carpet, led to the upper floors where private chambers and decadent suites awaited. Each room boasts a unique theme, blending classic aesthetics with modern luxuries. Velvet drapes framed windows that offered panoramic views of the estate, and crystal chandeliers bathed the rooms in a warm, golden glow.

The heart of the Moriarty Mansion was its illustrious ballroom, a space that seemed plucked from a fairy tale. The walls were adorned with gilded mirrors, and the gleaming marble floor reflected the twinkle of crystal chandeliers overhead. The estate grounds were a paradise unto themselves. Impeccably manicured lawns unfolded like a green carpet, leading to a shimmering pool and a poolside pavilion that offered a serene escape. Hidden pathways meandered through carefully cultivated groves, revealing hidden gardens, lily-filled ponds, and quiet alcoves designed for contemplation.

In the evenings, the Moriarty Mansion transformed into a spectacle of beauty highlighting the architectural brilliance of the building and accentuating the beauty of the surrounding landscape. The air was filled with the delicate fragrance of exotic flowers, and the distant sound of a waterfall added a soothing melody to the symphony of many exotic birds chirping happily in the garden.

A convoy of armored vehicles was slowly approaching the mansion's front gates, suddenly a blonde young boy in tattered clothes came rushing out of the bushes in front of the sedan in the middle of the convoy and hit the car causing it to come to a sudden halt.

"What the f***?" Daz Bonez cursed in surprise when he saw blood on the windshields and the injured kid lying on the road.

Victor who was flirting with Robin on the backseat was also surprised when he noticed the approaching boy but the accident happened before they could react. He immediately got out of the car and rushed toward the boy without hesitation as others followed carrying guns and looking out for ambush.

"Quickly, bring the first aid kit and water," Robin hurriedly ordered a masked woman who was a part of the security forces. The latter followed and quickly ran to the SUV in front.

"How did the kid come here? It's a restricted area, has the security become so lax that a kid could come and hit the main convoy, you dummies." Daz Bonez was furious and glared at the others in the convoy in anger.

"But boss.." One of them tried to refute but Victor who was checking the injured boy spoke up first, "Don't blame them Daz, it was a simple accident." He said to calm others down but his thoughts were running wild right now.

How could he not recognize this boy? He is of course one of the biggest plot holes in the story, Sabo the third brother of the Sun God Luffy and Ace. After losing his memory he joined the Revolutionary Army only to appear in Dressrossa Arc. His feelings about Sabo were complex, he didn't hate him but he didn't like him either. Ace will always be the real Flame Emperor in his heart, that young boy and his mother Portgas D. Ace both suffered a cruel fate just by being related to the pirate king Gold D. Roger.

Victor's hands started to glow in bright green light as Sabo's serious injuries began to heal a little in front of everyone's shocked eyes. "Give him the first aid and take him to the mansion with us."

"Master, this is an unknown kid. Maybe we should send him to the city hospital and look for his parents." Mr Hugh said suspiciously, recently they had discovered a spy so the whole organization was a little suspicious of unknown entities.

"Don't worry, his parents will come look for him when it's time. We also have a doctor in our home." Victor picked up Sabo like a sack after the lady performed the first aid, he was still 'knocked out' as Victor carried him to their sedan. 

"Robin, let's go." 

"Okay coming!" She was brought out of stupor as she followed Victor into the car.

Meanwhile, a hooded figure watched all this from a distance with a spyglass. 

"So the information was right! Sabo, let this be a test for what you have learned till now." 

***

Marine HQ, Grand Line

Sengoku who was talking with someone on the den den mushi finally cut the call and looked at the men present in the room. Borsalino, Kuzan, Sakazuki, and Garp each sat doing their respective thing.

"We have an order from higher up. A diplomatic mission in the Syndicate Territory in West Blue and assist CP5 in arresting the devil child Nico Robin who's hiding there. Who wants to participate in the mission?"

"Devil Child?" Sakazuki and Kuzan spoke at the same time but with different emotions.

"Yes! The CP members will handle that part, we just have to negotiate with the Mafia to perform military search in their lands."

"I volunteer!" Sakazuki said with a cold tone. "I'll bring her to justice personally."

"Soo scary!! Sakazuki, we don't want to cause a war." Borsalino said from the sides.

"Bahahaha! I am going, I want to see how much it has changed since the last time I went there with Tsuru!" Garp said as he ate his rice crackers.

"I can't let you go all alone, Kuzan go with him," Sengoku said after some thought. Akainu is too violent and not suitable for diplomacy. "Don't let her run away like last time." He warned as he looked at Admiral Kuzan deeply."

"Fleet Admiral, how many times do I have to tell you? It was Saul who helped her escape during the buster call." Aokiji said with a sigh as he stood up and put on his cape of 'justice'.

"Let's go old man!" He said as he looked at the marine hero Garp who finished the packet of rice crackers in one go.

"Keep your mouth shut you amateur," Garp said with fake annoyance as he picked his nose and walked out of the office.

Kuzan is an incredibly tall, slim, yet muscular man. At 298 cm tall, he is just slightly shorter than the other two admirals. He has black, curly hair cut to chin length that fans out at the tips, tanned skin, and an altogether lean, long build.

His standard outfit while in the Marines consists of a white buttoned-up vest with a standing collar over a long-sleeved navy-blue shirt, with matching white trousers and black dress shoes. This is all rarely accompanied by a matching white suit jacket. He was also wearing a green and purple sleep mask on his head. In contrast to Borsalino and Sakazuki, Kuzan is far younger than his colleagues.

"Ohhhhh!! The lazy Aokiji really accepted the order without complaining yo." Borsalino said with a relaxed grin on his face. He was wearing a yellow striped suit with a Marine coat draped over his shoulders like a cape, with his arms not in its sleeves Kizaru also wore pure white shoes, gold-amber tinted sunglasses, and a dark green shirt with a mauve tie under his yellow suit as he smoked a joint from Sabaody.

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