Undying Will 3 The Treasury Of D

"Jack…" The women's voice said, her voice shaking, as they stared at his first mate, drowning in his own blood. " The finally found him. What do we do?!?! Barthelomio might not tell them about the island, but he still has the infinite log pose that leads right to this island!! We know how ruthless the world government can be! Little Lore won't survive if they send out their Cypher Division." She said sobbing. Her eyes were widened in hysterics as she clutched at her husband's clothes.

The man looked worried too. His mouth was twisted in an ugly grimace as he clutched the pistol hidden in his coat. "We have no choice. My lungs aren't really in the best of conditions and knowing the b.a.s.t.a.r.d Lector he'd be on his way here any moment now!! We have no choice, we must escape! But before that we must open the vaults under the island for little Lore." He said already hurrying for the door.

" Little Lore! Come here quickly!" He barked as he looked out of the door before he returned to hold his wife in his arms, letting her sob to his chest….

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I ran through the halls of the house as I huffed. My father had just called to me, he seemed quite anxious, and I felt a dark premonition. The things I knew to be fact, seemed to be about to change.

My sweaty hands clutched at each other, my breath caught in my throat as I imagined what would have most likely happened. "Lore! We need to leave here!" My father told me as I entered the room, his hands already reaching for the latch of a trap-door that I didn't know existed. He pulled the k.n.o.b, successfully opening a door that lead into what looked like a dusky stairway.

He ushered me and my now pacified mother through the path into the cavern-like stairway. The walls seemed to be covered with a colourful and radiant layer of moss and the stairs seemed to be covered with the same slippery substance which was evident by how slippery the entire thing felt. My father's rough hand seemed somewhat re-a.s.suring in that scenario of haste that I had quite successfully driven myself into.

My mother's rough breathing was the only thing that followed me as I made my way into the darkness. Her pale hand held onto my father's clothes, and she seemed to draw quite a lot of comfort from the fact that I had not asked any questions and was quite mutely following them.

"Daddy, where are we going?" I asked, my mouth dry and my tone pleading. I felt quite weak, I knew of course that I was a barely one-year old child, but I had been a grown man, and it was quite embarra.s.sing for a grown man to run from something he did not even know of. True, I could not have possibly done anything to grow strong, but I could have awoken my observation Haki, or something. Now I cursed that scammy G.o.d, I had trusted the little looking brat to make good on his promised cheats, but so far I had gotten nothing, and I probably would not get anything anytime soon.

"We are going to the vault of D. The place where every treasure of the D lies and the place where we need to go to escape this island." He said with a deep sigh. His hands reaching for something on the walls as we finally made it to the end of the pathway.

A rumble seemed to echo through the pathway as the wall- turned door moved off its hinges opening to us a green and large cavern. The ceiling seemed coated with stalact.i.tes that and rows upon rows of shelves seemed to stock up all the way to the roof of the cavern. "Quick little Lore pick the objects that you think are the things that are calling to you. We need to leave now! The treasury can't be opened by anyone except one with the blood of D! So leaving things here is fine. Also, little lore pick only a maximum of two things! the vault has certain mechanisms to prevent removal of too many treasure." He said, his eyes anxiously roaming the room, evidently trying to find something.

My eyes widened, as I looked through the room. I could barely hold myself back from crying to the heavens and kowtow-ing , already, I had reached for the most weird fruit. It looked like an inflated green banana, with light green curls on it. I knew even without looking that it was the fruit that G.o.d had given me, the data fruit!! Now all I needed was the 'Hans Humpty dagger arts' technique and we would be good to go! I thought as I fervently looked around.

In the corner most shelf, on the top, next to what looked like a sword, was a hand-book. I knew it was what I was searching for. As I reached for it, however, a boom rocked the room, dust fell from the ceiling, as my recently deserted fear returned, now in full swing, accompanied by the rumble of cannons and the swish of the cannon b.a.l.l.s with the air. We were being attacked.

I immediately grabbed the book, already resting it near my bosom, as I looked towards my father, fear apparent in my eyes, and my hands trembling . My mother had already made it to my side, her face was clouded by worry, though her sobbing had stopped, replaced with a steely look in her eyes.

"This way lore!" My father's roar echoed, as we hurried t the other corner of the cove, he s.n.a.t.c.hed for a copper key as he led us down a small opening in the wall that had just opened up. The walls were quite wet, and the torch light made eerie shadows against the floor. At the end of the cave was a port of some sort, with the Black Pearl tied to it. The pearl was my father's ship, and it had been the one on which he had once dominated the grand line, or so he, and mother had told me. We got onto the ship, my father already operating the ships various controls, as he ran around like a monkey with a fire set to its tail.

With a loud crash the pearl started as the waterfall infront of us parted, the water neatly branching across the prow of our ship.' We have officially started our escape!' I thought as we made our way to the wide ocean. Strom clouds gathered over-head, as the sudden peals of lightning were a common occurrence. The sea was whipped into a flurry by the strong winds and froth flew in the air.

A loud boom was heard, again as I saw a fleet of ships nearing us, their flags waving excitedly as they neared. The rumbling of their propellers rung in the air as my breath caught in my chest. We were surrounded, and my father stared at them, his gaze holding a hint of challenge. The escape had just begun and already the bugles of battle rung in the air, aura rose, as the thunder rumbled in the background............