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๐ŸŒŠโ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”(๐Ÿšเผบ๐ŸŒบเผป๐Ÿš)โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”‘๐ŸŒŠ



๐€ ๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜ ๐ˆ๐’ ๐“๐Ž๐‹๐ƒ, ๐Ž๐… ๐€ ๐Œ๐€๐ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐–๐Ž๐Œ๐€๐ ๐‡๐Ž๐– ๐“๐‡๐„๐˜ ๐๐„๐‚๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐Œ๐€๐ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐–๐ˆ๐…๐„, ๐“๐‡๐„๐ˆ๐‘ ๐’๐“๐Ž๐‘๐˜ ๐‹๐ˆ๐•๐„๐’ ๐…๐Ž๐‘๐„๐•๐„๐‘ ๐–๐ˆ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„๐ˆ๐‘ ๐‚๐‡๐ˆ๐‹๐ƒ๐‘๐„๐'๐’ ๐Œ๐„๐Œ๐Ž๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐’.

๐‘เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๊’ฐ ๐Ÿš ๊’ฑุ˜ เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๐‘

"๐˜›๐˜ข๐˜ฌ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฆ๐˜ฑ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ข๐˜ค๐˜ฌ ๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ข๐˜บ. ๐˜“๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฆ๐˜ข๐˜ถ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ง๐˜ถ๐˜ญ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ด ๐˜บ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ท๐˜ฆ"

๐‘เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๊’ฐ ๐Ÿš ๊’ฑุ˜ เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๐‘

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Evan Rachel Wood

๐ŸŽ:๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ -|โ€ขโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€|- -๐Ÿ:๐ŸŽ๐Ÿ’

โ™ฅ๏ธŽ โ–Œโ‡†ใ…ค ||โ—ใ…คโšโšใ…คโ–ท||ใ…ค โ†ป โ–Œโœฉ

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

โ–Œ๐‹๐˜๐‘๐ˆ๐‚๐’ โ–Œ

Where the north wind meets the sea
Oh There's a mother full of memory
Come, my darling, homeward bound
When all is lost, then all is found

โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€

๐‘เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๊’ฐ ๐Ÿš ๊’ฑุ˜ เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๐‘

(๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ๐ŸŽ) ๐…๐”๐ ๐…๐€๐‚๐“:

๐˜š๐˜ฉ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฌ๐˜ด ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ ๐˜–๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ช๐˜ข'๐˜ด ๐˜ญ๐˜ฐ๐˜ท๐˜ฆ ๐˜ด๐˜ต๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜บ ๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ฑ๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ต๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฅ ๐˜ฃ๐˜บ ๐˜ฃ๐˜ฐ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ณ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด ๐˜Ÿ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฉ๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ต๐˜ฆ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜ธ๐˜ฆ๐˜ญ๐˜ญ ๐˜ข๐˜ด ๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ฑ๐˜ต๐˜ข๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜๐˜ฐ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฌ ๐˜Ÿ ๐˜Œ๐˜ฎ๐˜ฎ๐˜ข ๐˜š๐˜ธ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ ๐˜ง๐˜ณ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฎ ๐˜–๐˜ฏ๐˜ค๐˜ฆ ๐˜œ๐˜ฑ๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ˆ ๐˜›๐˜ช๐˜ฎ๐˜ฆ.

๐‘เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๊’ฐ ๐Ÿš ๊’ฑุ˜ เฟ เฟ”*:๏ฝฅ๏พŸ๐‘

(๐€ ๐“๐ˆ๐Œ๐„ ๐๐„๐…๐Ž๐‘๐„ ๐“๐‘๐€๐†๐„๐ƒ๐˜ ๐‡๐ˆ๐“๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐“๐‡๐ˆ๐๐†๐’ ๐–๐Ž๐”๐‹๐ƒ ๐๐„๐•๐„๐‘ ๐๐„ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐’๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐€๐†๐€๐ˆ๐.)



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โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”‘

๐™๐„๐‘๐Ž เผ„โ‹†๏ฝกหš๐‘๐Ÿš๐‘โ‹†๏ฝกหšเผ„ ๐€ ๐…๐€๐Œ๐ˆ๐‹๐˜ ๐๐€๐Œ๐„ ๐“๐‡๐€๐“ ๐‚๐€๐‘๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐’ ๐’๐„๐‚๐‘๐„๐“๐’ ๐€๐๐ƒ ๐Œ๐˜๐’๐“๐„๐‘๐ˆ๐„๐’, ๐๐”๐“ ๐๐„๐“๐“๐„๐‘ ๐‹๐„๐…๐“ ๐ˆ๐ ๐“๐‡๐„ ๐ƒ๐€๐‘๐Š.

โ”•โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”โ”™



โ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆโ–ˆ



(...๐“๐ก๐ž ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐›๐ž๐ ๐ข๐ง๐ฌ ๐š๐ฌ ๐จ๐ง๐ž ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐จ๐Ÿ ๐š ๐ฉ๐จ๐ฐ๐ž๐ซ๐Ÿ๐ฎ๐ฅ ๐ฒ๐ž๐ญ ๐ฆ๐ฒ๐ฌ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ข๐จ๐ฎ๐ฌ ๐Ÿ๐š๐ฆ๐ข๐ฅ๐ฒ ๐ง๐š๐ฆ๐ž ๐œ๐ก๐จ๐ฌ๐ž ๐ญ๐จ ๐ฆ๐š๐ซ๐ซ๐ฒ ๐š ๐ฉ๐ข๐ซ๐š๐ญ๐ž.)



000.| THE LEBEAUCHENEA FAMILY NAME WAS ONE THAT HAD SPREAD ACROSS THE WORLD. THE FAMILY WAS KNOWN FOR ITS GREAT PRESENCE OF MYSTERIOUS MAGIC, THEIR ARCANE MYSTERIES WERE BURIED IN THEIR HISTORY OF RICHES AND ALSO CORRUPTION. YET, THOSE WITH GOOD HEARTS DEPARTED FROM THE NAME, ESPECIALLY THE ONE KNOWN AS "THE TRAVELING GODDESS".

No one knew her true identity, she was truly a mysterious beauty but everyone saw she had a good heart, her voice connected to the hearts of those around her. A beauty and a voice that was rumored to be a siren, but it was just a silly little rumor (if only they knew). Those she truly trusted, had a deep close into her heart, saw that there was a heart that held too much love, too much kindness, her eyes only saw the best and the greatest in others. Even if they truly didn't deserve it.



โ˜พ๐“‡ผเฟ๐‘แจ’เผ„๐Ÿšเผ„ แจ’๐‘เฟ๐“‡ผโ˜ฝ



The night time settled down, the sparkling stars over the island of Azura Tethys, one where a couple was happily welcomed with open arms and one they often stayed if they were not traveling the seas together; and eventually they turned from a family of two into a family of five.

"Red-Haired" Shanks, was a well-known notorious pirate for not only his signature red hair with a straw hat he had worn for years but also his brute, strength, the power he possessed alone as a human being and his leadership as a pirate as well. However, not many had known that he had a family.

The pirate was walking around his own and his wife's home, built by the islanders themselves as a kind and welcoming gesture after their marriage, his arms holding their youngest daughters who was close to falling asleep. The daughter was only two years old, but close to reaching the age of three but how she resembled her mother and how her hair was red as his own, was truly uncanny.

The wooden home was built strong and sturdy, the place itself was very warm and very comforting, truly a place to call home; but a house isn't what truly made it a home, nor a ship but rather the people he let into his life and the one who helped him create this beautiful life.

In the bedroom his daughters all shared together, he could hear a soft voice speaking. A sweet, endearing smile curved itself naturally on Shanks lips. It was his darling wife Ophelia, her voice was so soft, so sweet, so magnetic and hypnotizing whenever she sang, damn, he was even hypnotized most of the time when she spoke to him.

"Mommy mommy, can you please tell us a story tonight please?", the eldest daughter, Davina, asked her mother excitedly. The oldest daughter possessed red hair just like her father, she had some of her mothers soft sweet feminine features but she also had a close resemblance to her father as well.

"Can you sing too for us please?", the fourth daughter of the family, Celine, started to plead. Little Celine was born blind and her eyes were covered in a white fade that showed she was, her curly hair that was usually styled in braids was red as well.

The twins of the family, Azara and Seraphina, also shared their mothers red hair but had their fathers same ambitious personality at a young age.

Ophelia chuckled softly, looking at her four daughters. "Okay okay, one story tonight and that's it", she confirmed before she turned to her daughters. "What story would you like me to tell tonight?", she asked, wanting the opinions of the little girls in front of her.

"Can you please tell us how you and daddy met please?", one of the twins, Seraphina, asked politely as she leaned forward on her bed.

Davina nodded her head excitedly as she smiled brightly, "Yes that story please!", she asked excitedly.

Shanks chuckled softly as he stepped into his daughters bedroom, his arm still holding a sleeping Arielle. "Oh, that is a good story. A rather adventurous and my favorite story of all", the man possessing red hair and had all of his daughters inherited it, interjected enthusiastically as he stepped into the room and swayed his free arm around and projected.

"Really? What happened?", Celine asked excitedly, as she stood out of her bed and walked up to her father, hugging his leg.

Shanks chuckled softly as he ruffled little Celine's hair and picked her up with his other arm. "Well, how about your mother and I tell it together?", he asked, playfully spinning his two youngest daughters together.

Celine's giggles filled the room along with Arielle's soft laughter as she looked up at her father with big curious eyes.

"How does that sound, love?", Shanks asked Ophelia, a sweet and loving smile crawled on his face as he looked at her. His dark colored eyes only staring at his wife with love and adoration.

The woman he loved so much, Ophelia, was truly a beautiful woman. Her dark skin nearly flowed golden in the sunlight on their days on the ship whenever they traveled, her jet black hair curled elegantly like the waves of the ocean and her eyes dark blue as the ocean itself.

Ophelia chuckled softly before she stayed silent for a second, having an expression pretending as if she was considering his question. "Okay, yes. Let's tell that story tonight", she answered, following with a nod and smile in agreement.

The dark haired woman stepped forward, clapping her hands softly together as she stood in the center of the room and did a similar routine, whenever she started to do those nights of storytelling.

"Gather round, gather around people. Tonight, a story will be told tonight", the First Lady of the "Red-Hair" pirates announced, making the girls laugh lightly as they gathered around except for Arielle who remained in her fathers arms.

Shanks stood next to his wife, smiling brightly as he made his own announcement. "This is the story of how I met your mother, the most beautiful woman in the world and how she became the First Lady of my crew, the "Red-Hair" pirates!", he wrapped his arm around Ophelia's waist and pulled her closer, making her chuckle softly but also felt warm inside with her husband's compliments as always.

"Tell the story! Tell the story! Tell the story!", the girls chanted together, jumping in excitement as they all huddled together on the same spot on the floor with blankets and pillows together as well as stuffed animals and more.

Shanks stepped forward and started to dramatically clear his throat and used his one arm, free as the other was holding a small Arielle. "Years ago, in my youth, it all started one sunny morning, on the deck of the ship where I was an apprentice. We stopped in a town and I was, walking in the streets, just going on my daily life", the man with red hair started to tell his story, playing walking around as if he was exploring a town, looking around with curiosity and wander making the little girls laugh lightly as they watched him closely and listened to every single word.

"Now!", Shanks stopped letting the suspense hit for a second before he continued, "I was walking and walking, until I heard something. What was it? It was so beautiful, it was so charming, so alluring. A voice was singing, it was the most beautiful thing I've ever heard in my entire life", he started to explain the story further, using his free arm to motion around. "I followed closer, my feet could barely control themselves. I could stop moving forward to that sound, it was as if I was being enthralled by a siren. I followed more and then I turned to see, her", Shanks turned his head, focusing on his wife as it reached to how he met her officially.

"Love, might you sing the song please, of when we met please?", Shanks asked politely to the woman with golden skin and jet black hair.

Her oceanic hues turned to her husband and then her daughters, a smile crawled on her face. "Okay okay. Here is the song, of when your father and I first met. And the story behind it", she answered.

"This song was something of a legend I heard, it was sang to me by my older sister and it was a story I never forgot. It was a story of bravery, truth and integrity, I was singing it to a little girl who was lost in the school and was homesick. I wanted to make her feel at home and so I sang her this song that I will sing to you all now", she explained, she was silent for a moment, before her voice started to harmonize and started to sing the song as promised.

Where the north wind meets the sea
There's a river full of memory
Sleep, my darling, safe and sound
For in this river all is found

In her waters, deep and true
Lie the answers and a path for you
Dive down deep into her sound
But not too far or you'll be drowned

As her voice continued, soft and sweet, melodious like a mermaid even. The daughters and Shanks were enchanted, listening to her. The youngest Arielle, even if she was on the verge on sleeping, battled to keep herself awake as she listened to her sing.

Arielle couldn't explain it, but she had a connection to her mothers voice. It always brought her hope, happiness, calm, as if all her nightmares and her sadness was gone.

Yes, she will sing to those who'll hear
And in her song, all magic flows
But can you brave what you most fear?
Can you face what the river knows?

Where the north wind meets the sea
There's a mother full of memory
Come, my darling, homeward bound
When all is lost, then all is found

When she was finished, the little girls continued listening to their story. A night of a memorable and a life changing story and with that, eventually all of the daughters soon succumbed to a sweet and peaceful sleep.

With their mission accomplished, Shanks and Ophelia quietly exited the room. "Oh my love, Ophelia", the red haired pirate sighed lovingly, "you only grow so much more beautiful and endearing everyday", he spoke, his arm still around his wife's waist as soft giggled fell from her lips.

"Oh Shanks dear, you sure know how to make a woman feel like the only one in the world", she chuckled softly, looking up at her husband with only ardor.

"Come on my love, let's go to bed tonight. We need sleep the most, especially if they're going to be energetic tomorrow", Shanks walked with Ophelia to their bedroom, sleep hitting their minds and fatigue was creeping on their bodies.

"Yes, and especially since we're going to visiting Luffy's island and Uta's as well later on", Ophelia chuckled softly.

As the night came and the stars shined over the island, the married couple and their daughters slept under their roof of safety and security, reading themselves with proper sleep and rest for their next adventures to come forth.



(๐€๐ง๐ ๐ง๐จ๐ฐ ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐๐š๐ฎ๐ ๐ก๐ญ๐ž๐ซ๐ฌ ๐œ๐จ๐ง๐ญ๐ข๐ง๐ฎ๐ž ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐ฌ๐ญ๐จ๐ซ๐ฒ, ๐Ÿ๐จ๐ซ๐ ๐ข๐ง๐  ๐ญ๐ก๐ž๐ข๐ซ ๐จ๐ฐ๐ง ๐ฉ๐š๐ญ๐ก๐ฌ...)



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EXTRA NOTES ON THE CHAPTER (ANA RANTS):

YAY! THE PROLOGUE IS FINALLY HERE! FUCK YEAH!

AND WE GET A LOOK AT OPHELIA AND SHANKS TOGETHER BEFORE SHIT GOES DOWN!๐Ÿฅฒ

DON'T WORRY WE SOON GET TO SEE ARIELLE OFFICIALLY IN ACTION!

AS WELL AS THE OTHER MAIN CAST TOO! SO HOLD TIGHT EVERYONE!

LOVE GUYS!

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