章 7: Chapter 7 - Fisrt Year!
1508, New World.
Throughout the next year aboard the Whitebeard Pirates' ship, Damon underwent an incredible journey of growth and adaptation. Initially, his timid presence was noticed by many crew members, but over time, he became an integral part of the pirate family.
Damon underwent rigorous training, guided by some of the crew's most skilled members. Marco, in particular, took on a mentoring role, guiding Damon through the intricacies of life aboard a pirate ship. He learned navigation skills, honed his combat abilities, and developed a deeper understanding of the pirate world.
Despite Whitebeard's imposing nature, he became a father figure to Damon. The boy began to admire not only the captain's physical strength but also the wisdom and compassion behind the intimidating facade. Their relationship evolved into more than just a pirate alliance; it was a bond between father and son, unbeknownst to the boy.
The crew, initially amused by the boy and his expressions that made everyone laugh, began to deepen their relationships with him. Throughout the year, Damon formed bonds of friendship with other young crew members. He shared stories, laughter, and even some training challenges with these new comrades. The loneliness Damon initially felt gave way to a sense of belonging, something he never imagined finding as a pirate after five years of solitude.
In his adventures, Damon also had the opportunity to explore different islands, face formidable enemies, and test his acquired skills. Each challenge overcome strengthened not only his body but also his determination to become a pirate worthy of respect among the group.
As Damon ventured the seas alongside the Whitebeard Pirates, he realized that his journey was just beginning.
"What a tough beast to defeat!" The boy exclaimed.
An 11-year-old boy found in the heart of lush vegetation. The commotion in the clearing indicated an extraordinary and dangerous scene, where Damon, with a pulsating purple aura, faced a giant lion. His arms transformed by the aura seemed desperately trying to contain the beast's hungry charges.
"MARCO! HELP ME!" The dense and mysterious jungle echoed with Damon's desperate calls. The response to the plea for help quickly echoed when Marco, an experienced member of the Whitebeard Pirates, heard Damon's agony. Marco swiftly made his way to the scene of the turmoil, crossing the jungle's density with surprising agility.
In the clearing, the unlikely battle between the boy and the beast continued, with the purple aura creating ethereal arms thrashing against the lion's voracious attacks. Without hesitation, Marco sprang into action, using his Haki to enhance a powerful kick that hit the lion accurately, causing the beast to retreat in disorder and fall dead shortly afterward.
The echo of the impact reverberated through the jungle as Damon found himself momentarily protected by Marco's timely intervention. The Whitebeard Pirates' navigator turned his gaze to Damon, offering words of relief and assessing the situation.
"You weren't lucky, were you, Damon?" Marco inquired, closely observing the boy, aware that the island held more challenges than those revealed by its apparent tranquility. The tense breath of the jungle and the purple aura surrounding Damon betrayed the extraordinary nature of the journey that would unfold on this enigmatic island.
Damon's words echoed in the dense jungle, revealing his frustration with the monstrous creatures he had faced. The Susanoo's arms, enveloped in an imposing aura, seemed ineffective against the threat manifesting.
"Did you see those monsters? The Susanoo's arms didn't even seem to tickle it!" The boy's lament echoed, full of wounded determination.
Marco, experienced and wise, emerged from the shadow of the foliage, assessing the situation with an understanding expression. His fingers scratched his scalp as he pondered the difficulty Damon had faced.
"He's clearly the boss of the jungle; you just had bad luck..." Marco commented, seeking to console the young one whose aspirations of strength collided with a ruthless reality.
"Damn, I need to get stronger!" Damon's frustration surfaced once again, his desire for improvement burning in his eyes.
Marco, as a mentor and fraternal figure, offered advice to the boy eager for growth. "Your body is still developing, but it doesn't mean you can't improve your fruit. It's been a year since you couldn't make it grow into that thing when you used it on Pops; you still have an extension of it to grow." Marco's voice was filled with patience and hope, outlining a path of evolution for Damon. The jungle setting, though relentless, offered the promise of overcoming for the one willing to persist.
"I think you're right, Marco. I'll focus more on my ability!" Damon's words reflected a firm decision, a determination that had formed over a year of challenges and experiences.
He was no longer the same boy from twelve months ago; now, he displayed a more robust physique, his muscles revealing notable development. The wings on his back, once small and discreet, had now grown in size and grandeur. When questioned about their origin, Damon confessed he wasn't sure. He only remembered feeling an itch on his back a few years ago, and the wings sprouted from there, as if bearing witness to his unique nature.
Damon's story was intertwined with secrets and mysteries of an ancient race, an enigma that Whitebeard had always known to protect and keep hidden. From a tender age, Damon carried with him an ancestral heritage that set him apart as part of a rare and ancient lineage, whose existence remained concealed in the folds of time.
Aware of the uniqueness of his lineage, Damon's parents left him a set of documents, filled with an ancient and forbidden language that few could decipher. These papers contained clues about the history of his race and the power that ran in his veins. Whitebeard, recognizing the importance of this legacy, advised Damon to keep these documents, hoping that one day the young man could unravel the answers contained in the mysterious words when he had the chance.
Over time, Whitebeard not only played the role of mentor and protector to Damon but also became the guardian of his ancestral secret. He understood that premature revelation could attract unwanted attention and unknown dangers to the young pirate.
With his unparalleled wisdom and strength, Whitebeard always strived to create a safe environment for Damon, where he could grow and strengthen without the shadow of the past obscuring his path. The crew, in turn, accepted Damon not only as a valuable member but also as a special ward of their powerful captain and his little brother.
Now, Damon and Marco made their way back to the Moby Dick, resting majestically on the beach. Using the Susanoo, Damon transported the lion that Marco had defeated, a trophy from the hunt that would turn into a feast for the crew. The seaside scene witnessed the triumphant return of the duo as the sun set, painting the horizon with warm, golden hues.
As the Moby Dick enveloped itself in a festive atmosphere, Damon found himself at the center of attention, surrounded by crew members eager to hear the story of his brave battle with the giant lion. The deck, adorned with sparkling lanterns, echoed with laughter and cheerful conversations.
Marco, the skilled storyteller, raised his cup with enthusiasm. "My family!" Marco exclaimed, capturing everyone's attention. "Today, we celebrate not only the victory over the beast but also Damon's courage and fearless determination, our young brother and valuable member of this crew."
The crew's cheers resonated across the deck, expressing gratitude for Damon and admiring Marco's skillful storytelling.
"Damon, the bold!" Marco addressed Damon. "Just an hour ago, I found him in the jungle, facing this giant lion with arms made of a purple aura. He challenged the beast without hesitation to protect his own skin. And now, he's here with us, alive and stronger than ever!"
The crew's curious looks turned to Damon. Marco, sensing an opportunity for a jest, added with a mischievous smile:
"You know, Damon, you should have invited us to the party. We could have brought popcorn to watch this thrilling show: 'The Boy and the Lion: A Wild Comedy'!"
Some laughter spread among the pirates, while Damon, somewhat bewildered, couldn't help but smile at Marco's friendly banter. The banquet continued, wrapped in laughter and stories, marking a memorable celebration for the Whitebeard Pirates' crew.
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