A teen (Y/N) frowned. Your Marine cap still on your head as your coat was on your chair that you were sitting on. The kanji for 'Justice' on the back of it.

You faced your mentor and teacher, the closest person that could be seen as a role model to you.

"What? What do you mean by that Garp?"

Garp gazed at you sternly, his arms crossed as he stood before your personal office desk.

"It means what it means. Stay here with us, just decline."

Your brows furrowed as you stood up from the chair.

"What? You know about my dream. What are you trying to say old man?! That I'm not ready for whatever they throw at me?!"

Garp's dark eyes narrowed, his expression seeming to grow more tired by each passing minute.

"(Y/N), you know that isn't what I'm trying to say."

You clenched your fists, your eyes darkening.

"Is it cause I'm his daughter. It's cause of that isn't it? The fact that I'm a pirates daughter is the reason you're not letting me go." You accused, something that seemed nothing new to you. It seems each time you did something, you felt like others connected it with your father.

The man that somehow took your kind mother's heart and created you, only to leave and never come back.

The fact that your mother always compared and your father when she was still alive didn't help. Saying he was a good and marvelous man. Kind, with a smile on his face, talented.

You would never call your mother a liar, you would be no better then those kids back in Loguetown if you did. No.

It was the fact that you were ashamed of the blood within you. So ashamed. You didn't want to be known as a pirates daughter.

You wanted to be known for you, (Y/N). The strongest woman in the marines if things kept going like this, but now Garp is in your way.

Garp's expression tightened.

"(Y/N)—"

A knock on your door interrupted the Vice Admiral, you quickly calling for the person to come in. Your eyes brightened, as you spotted your now shaven and more mature friend. Who now took a habit to smoke like his name suggests.

"Smokey! How are ya?" You said as you quickly grabbed an invitation letter on your desk and began to walk towards your furrow browed friend, you ignoring Garp's calls to you.

"(Y/N), shouldn't you—"

"Should we talk outside? Fantastic idea." You exclaimed as you pushed Smoker out of your office to quickly walk away from the old man.

"(Y/N)!" The Vice Admiral yelled.

"See you later, Garp!" You waved back at the Vice Admiral, quickly shutting the door and began walking with a disapproving Smoker at your side. You walked passed some trainees as they were mopping, once they spotted you, they quickly saluted.

"Lieutenant (Y/N)! Ensign Smoker!" You and Smoker nodded at them in greeting, walking past them.

"What was that about with you and Garp?" Smoker asked as he looked down at you as they walked, mindlessly taking a stroll. You just wanted to walk. Smoker glanced down at the paper in your hand.

"Isn't that your invitation that you showed me earlier?" The shaven man asked, puffing his cigar. You glanced up at him and then at the paper.

"Yeah...the old man said I should decline."

Smoker rose an eyebrow.

"Why would he do that? He knows about your dream." You shrugged as you scratched the back of your neck.

"I don't know... Granted, I didn't really let him say much." You admitted, as Smoker gave a small scoff.

"You were acting like a brat weren't you?"

You quickly turned towards him with a mock glare, offended.

"No I wasn't! The old man is just crazy I tell you!" You yelled out as Smoker chuckled. His brown orbs then turning serious as he gazed down at you.

"Well, you accepting the invitation?" He asked, you blinked looking down at the paper and fine print. Inviting you to join CP9.

"They've never done this before...inviting someone to work for Cipher Pol that isn't trained from the special island." You slowly stated, even though you and Smoker both already knew this. Smoker narrowed his eyes, but then shrugged.

"They must see something in you then. Do what you want to do." Smoker commented, you continuing to look down at the paper.

"Yeah...I still wanna go."

Smoker nodded, the two of you continuing your relaxing stroll. Perhaps being the last thing the two of you would do before you were sent to Enies Lobby.

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It was a sad goodbye to Smoker and a silent one to Garp, who stared at you with a mix of worry and disapproval. The ship that was picking you up was here already, and was patiently waiting for you to take you to Enies Lobby.

You gave the already smoking Smoker a strong hug, a smile on your face with a promise they would see each other again. With Smoker slowly returning the hug, tightening it even further as he brought you closer to him.

You gave him a smile.

"Don't worry, I'll call time to time to mess with you. You know, to make sure you don't miss me."

Smoker merely scoffed and rolled his eyes, a hint of a smile on his lips as you began to walk towards the ship that was docked at the Marine base. Your signature hat still proudly on your head.

Smoker's smile quickly twitched down, spotting with narrowed eyes he saw a young man with a black suit, waiting for you on the other side, eyes cold and dead. A feeling of uneasiness filled Smoker, and he was half-tempted to call you back for you to get away from that boy. But he bit back, not wanting to ruin his best friend's dream. And so he watched you go, the marines that were her subordinates and friends seeming to be deadly silent.

The base seemed to have gotten quieter when you left, Smoker observed as he quickly turned away.

While Garp still stood at the pier with clenched fists and a tight face, watching the leaving ship.

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You walked along the ship with a slight skip in your step. Man, you couldn't believe it!

You're going to be a CP9 agent! The top secret organization that just came out from the World Government, only the top marines knew the info that came out of them.

You're doing it! You cheered in your head as a proud smirk was making its way across your face. You're proving everybody in Loguetown wrong, you aren't just a pirates daughter anymore.

You're now a CP9 agent, a former Lieutenant at only the age of sixteen as you clearly grew stronger and stronger, long ahead of marines older then you. You were even ahead of Smoker since you were kids.

Your smirk widened.

You're a CP9 agent now, but you're going to be the strongest woman in the marines soon.

That'll show everyone.

You frowned.

'But why would Garp say that?' You thought back as he personally sook you out from training to talk in your stuffy office. Not being his usual weird old man self. At first you thought that perhaps something happened to one of your subordinates, only for him to tell you that you should decline. He knows your dream better then anyone else. Probably better then Smoker, since Garp was the one that personally took you under his wing while Smoker was taught by another Vice Admiral at the time.

You shook your head from the memory.

Whatever. You already accepted and get closer to accomplishing your dream this way.

"Hey, the famous Rob Lucci is here on this ship!" A random marine said to his friend as they walked towards you. His friend's eyes widened.

"What?! The kid that killed all those people at only thirteen years old?"

You froze and paused, looking towards the talking marines.

"What?" You asked, the marines looked towards you and saluted.

"Lieutenant (Y/N)!"

You frowned as you stood in front of them in the hallway, your arms crossed.

"Stand down and tell me more about this 'Rob Lucci'." You commanded, using your rank as you intently listened to the marines as they shared what they heard.

Your uneasiness grew as they shared the stories of the famed and first CP9 agent. Who managed to survive numerous cannons to the back as a young teen, only getting large scars. Shaped like the logo of the World Government. You soon realizing he was the same age as you as days passed, the only difference is that your hands were still clean.

His was not.

Already his hands were bloodied at thirteen, seeming to be like a machine.

When you interacted with him, you were at a lost. Not used to dark eyes looking at you blankly and coldly.

You then finally arrived at Enies Lobby.

It was during this time, for six years in fact, did you come to know 'Dark Justice'.

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Had to start from the beginning of when you were dispatched.

Next chapter will go in depth of your time there.

But Silver Blood sure seems more...different huh? ^_~

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Votes.

Main Pairings
Shanks: 14
Mihawk:19
Crocodile:2
Doflamingo: 10
Smoker: 5
Lucci: 7

Side Pairings
Kaku: 1

On a side note. ;D Heh, see what I did there.

You guys CAN vote for the Side pairings that have been shown. You don't HAVE to vote for the Main Pairings, you can also vote for the Side Pairings that have been shown so far. One being Kaku.

Another... ;D Well, I'll give you a hint. He was also in the Water 7 Arc.

So you guys CAN and MAY vote for side pairings. Just like the Main Pairings. BUT.

YOU HAVE TO CHOOSE BETWEEN MAIN OR SIDE PAIRINGS. IT CANNOT BE SEPARATE.

So if you already voted for a Main Pairing, you cannot vote for a Side Pairing. That applies the other way around as well.

ALSO. Reminder that you can change your vote at any time. You just have to tell me who you voted BEFORE and who you want to change to it NOW.

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THANK YOU TO EVERYONE WHO HAS VOTED AND COMMENTED!! I APPRECIATE EVERY SINGLE THING FOR THE READERS WHO HAVE DONE SO!! XD

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