Alone

With the power of the Devil Fruit he trains for the next few months, training his EM control during the day and devil fruit ability at night while foraging for wild herbs and fruits to sustain the energy consumption. When bored, he listens to the conversations of people at the port to get the latest info of North Blue.

As his control over EM improves, the control over his devil fruit becomes more precise. Controlling the voltage released so he doesn't sap all his stamina at once and being able to elementaliz on reflex are his biggest concerns for the moment.

"The milk is starting to get a lot less, it's happening faster than last time." The woman's face crumples as she squeezes milk into a bowl.

"The slave traders never came, so it's time to get rid of Baby 1. The others will probably get rid of theirs soon too as food has decreased recently." The man answers uncaringly as he rises to his feet.

Grabbing John by the back of the neck like a kitten he walks towards the door. The woman glances at the child but doesn't try to stop him at all.

With his abilities, John could easily improve the life of everyone in this little community by hunting animals, but he chooses not to. Even for his new mother and assumed father he waited for this day to see if they ever changed their minds, but never did.

As they exit the house different people look at them walking closer towards the woods, but just like his own mother they look on like some freak show and continue to make clay pottery to trade in town.

The man says nothing for ten whole minutes as they walk further from the camp. Coming to a stop he places John on the ground and turns his back.

From sensing the EM fields around he can instantly tell the man has brought him to an extremely dangerous area. Johns little mouth sinks as he looks at the man's back walk further away, burning his image into his mind. He never had the idea of retaliation, throwing him away is fine but sending him to a sure death is another.

The bushes rustle a bit before a large boar the size of a motorcycle trods over. Sensing the creature John takes a deep breath and closes his eyes. Saliva drips from the creature's mouth as it waddles closer.

Saliva drips onto John's body as the beast stands over him. Its large mouth opens widely and covers John's entire body. Moving slowly and carefully it swallows him whole. Eating the free meal the boar's eyes burn with ecstasy and pride. Before it has time to swallow and enjoy the taste black smoke billows from the sides of its mouth.

"Gahaaaaha" The boar screams and trembles uncontrollably as electricity ravages its body and arcs of lightning shoot towards the ground.

The boar falls to the ground as a ball of lighting reforms above its head in the shape of John. Looking at the dead boar below him he realizes this was the first thing he's killed in this world.

His body returns to its fleshy state revealing that he's completely unharmed. With a smile on his face, he lifts into the air and flies towards a remote area of the scrap yard near the waste treatment plant.

Landing in a clearing he can sense no living humans in a 200-meter radius of him. Satisfied he lifts his hands, causing over two hundred pounds of scrap metal to rotate and stack into a neat pile. His hands begin to spark before arks of lighting are shot into the pile of scrap, superheating the metal. After a few seconds, the metal begins to melt.

Focusing on EM control while the liquid metal is still electrically charged he shapes the structure into a metal igloo. Finishing the design he releases the lighting and lets the metal rapidly cool.

Moving more metal he forms a small 2x2x2 foot box with a hinged lid and a locking mechanism on the inside. Satisfied he continues to make three baby fist-sized metallic balls and have them float over each of his shoulders and head.

Moving the box inside the igloo he holds his hand above the open lid. Taking a deep breath he thinks about the first item he wants. After a few seconds, a completely brown grapefruit covered in brown octagonal squares and black swirls appears inside.

Not slowing down a purple fruit the size of a grape covered in black swirls appears.

Next, a pink passion fruit with black swirls followed by a red passion fruit with black swirls drops into the box, giving him a total of four fruits.

Looking at all the fruits a small smile floats onto his face.

"Vaag goo" using a piece of metal he scoops up the red passion fruit and slowly lowers it to the ground. Landing next to it he uses a sharp piece of metal to cut a small piece and hovers it next to his mouth.

Seeing the fruit his heart can't help but race. If his wish didn't work eating this fruit will kill him 100%, but he has to try.

Opening his mouth slowly he places the fruit inside and swallows. As the rancid taste hits him again he's more concerned if his body will explode. Information assaults his head about the name and ability of his fruit causing him to fall back onto the ground and roll around.

"Gahh haaa haa" cute baby laughs fill the igloo and tears fill his eyes.

If the Goro Goro No Mi supercharged his capabilities, then this fruit is the linchpin in all his plans.

Regaining his calm he floats into the air and holds out his right hand. After concentrating for a moment, beautiful peacock feathers form behind his back before fanning out into a perfect semi-circle. Dazzling lights emit from the eyes on the feathers and fill the entire igloo.

As the light fades the feathers disappear, returning the igloo to normal. His eyes turn to crescent moons as he relishes his new ability. Floating in front of the box he extends his hand again to call his sixth item. Thinking about it for a second a gold rock releasing beautiful light drops next to the fruits.

Closing the lid and locking the box he floats the three metal balls that dropped earlier when he lost his concentration and goes towards the top of the igloo.

As he sits down the three balls begin to spin around his body at different speeds. Closing his eyes he shuts off the EM sense completely, only focusing on rotating the balls. For the first time in months, he sits in silence, only the hums of the orbs as they rotate rapidly around him.

After a few seconds lighting begins to arc from his body as he tries to strike the balls, but misses horribly without his EM control or vision to guide the bolts. Not deterred by his failures he continues to train his fine control and sharpen his senses to glimpse the door of observation Haki.

Time goes by like flowing water. The next month of May Baby 5 was born, besides listening to her situation every once in a while all his time is spent on gathering food and water, listening for information from port, and training.

When September rolled around he heard news of Gol D. Rogers capture and execution date in a months time. Thinking about the great age of pirates about to begin and all the legendary figures present at the execution grounds he had to persuade himself not to go for fear of exposure and early capture.

Jumping to the ground from the top of the igloo he looks around for a nice open spot. "Now to make my ultimate weapon." A young, immature voice escapes his lips as he places his palms on the ground.

At nine months old his legs are developed enough to walk and vocal cords good enough to talk finally. He planned to wait longer to train his body, but he realized humans in this world develop a lot faster than earth so he had to increase his timetable.

Feeling the EM fields deep underground he locates all the iron deposits on the island and begins controlling the magnetic field around all the ones in his controllable range of a few hundred meters.

The ore deposits twist and turn as they burrow through the ground, drawing underneath him like water pouring towards a drain. The ground begins to tremble as the ore moves closer and closer until finally, the ore deposits form a cluster the size of a small hill just below the surface of the ground.

"Pure iron, the fun we are going to have." Standing straight up his hands ball into a fist as he begins to exert massive pressure on the iron ore below, crushing it to powder.

The iron ore begins to churn as more and more ore is crushed. After a full twenty minutes of crushing iron and taking breaks, a mist of iron sand erupts from the ground. John's arms spread to his side as the iron sand swarms around him like an insect tide, completely enveloping his body.

Flicking his wrist the sand begins coating the igloo like a suit of armor, turning it completely black. Moving his hand slightly causes tentacles of black sand to sprout from every angle of the igloo and transform into sharp spikes. Moving his hand again the sand returns to normal.

"I won't make any more progress on my abilities any time soon as my limited stamina is holding me back." To prevent his body from being hurt he begins doing stretches in preparation of body training.