Little Akira didn't know any better.

That was what Dracule Mihawk tried to convince the Vice Admiral after the two men had witnessed her saying she wanted to be a pirate like her father.

She didn't understand what kind of pirate her father was or what he actually did.

Akira was sheltered as a child, completely unaware of the sheer scale of bloodshed that her father had caused. Her mother made sure of that, at least until she couldn't.

The moment that Akira's mother died, the Vice Admiral started her training. She trained for hours on end for years, but it wasn't enough to make her a skilled marine. They needed her to be a weapon, like her father.

The man himself didn't seem to notice that while he was drowning in his grief, his daughter had a Devil Fruit shoved down her throat.

At the ripe age of nine, Akira became (in the eyes of most 'normal' people) a freak of nature.

At the age of fourteen, she was ordered to decimate a fleet of pirates at the command of her father.

There was so much blood.

And it didn't stop, until she was nineteen....

When she decided to disappear.