"Destiny. Fate. Dreams.

Nothing in this world happens on accident. It all has a reason. Just like do Dreams.

Dreams are the Corner stone of our world, as long as people yearn for their dreams- Their Freedom. It will continue strengthen people.

Inherited will. Cycle of the Ages. Dreams.

As Long as People Yearn for Freedom. All of these will Continue to Exist." -- Gold Roger The King Of The Pirates.

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The Harsh Waves of Reverse Mountain caused the Horizions Palm to scrap and Crash into the Side of the Downwards canal! The Bright blue beautiful waters of the Grand Line Came closer and closer by the moment! Only taking a minute for them to descend to the Very bottom of the torrent of water, and come out at the Base of the mountain! They couldn't halt their speed quick enough though! Suddenly, the Ship bounced slightly at the very bottom of the Mountain.

The sound of a loud THOOM Followed by a loud creaking of wood caused the Ship to vibrate! The ship came slowing to a halt at the Base of the mountain. The rain from the sea spray coming back down.

"Hah...Hah..Hahah...HAHAHAHAHAHA!" Leroy let out a hearty laugh as water dripped from his soaked hair. His gaze darting around to the rest of the Crew and then to their surroundings. Seeing how the large rocky base of the reverse mountain seemed to cut off quickly.

His eyes then got noticed the large white and red light house that was stationed at the very edge of the base of the mountain. No more than a couple dozen yards from them.

"Heh...Hey! Everyone alright? Compass working?" He said making sure his crew was alright before wondering about their current direction.

Kále finally stood up from his seated position. Yes, he was sitting down the top of Reverse Mountain, all the way to the bottom. How? He'd like you to believe it was because he was cool. "I'm fine."

Jeanne had It confirmed, her captain was crazy. "I'm alive.", she responded as she stood and brushed herself off.

Kirk had scrabbled over to the door for dear life, clutching onto it like a cat with a mortified expression. Such a bumpy ride surely meant something WAS ABSOLUTELY ABOUT TO GO WRONG!!! Noir was way more calm than the panic stricken Kirk in the Caravel, though his eyes were wider and he seemed nervous about their landing. He was regaining his balance from the giant splash into the water, but ultimately was fine!

“I think we are alright.” Noir noted, looking at everyone like Leroy was going before turning towards the horizon of the grand line.

Thankfully it wasn’t storming on this side of the mountain. Kirk was being a bit dramatic at the moment, leaning against the doors side for a second in utter relief, mumbling something like ‘oh thank god we are alive oh my god-‘ and other things like ‘that was horrible-‘ and ‘never doing that again-‘

“Yeah…yeaaah we’re good… ugghh. Whip staff broke, though, and the whole… damage to the side of the ship… but ye-“ He had reached into his pocket to pull out the compass he had bought and his gaze finally fell down on it. His jaw hit the floor instantly.

Stolen from Royal Road, this story should be reported if encountered on Amazon.

*Jeanne murmured, 'that's gonna be a pain in the ass to fix'*

“WHAAAT?! Why is it- the compass!! It’s not working!! Oh my god I’m the worst navigator in the world..” You could see the waves of misery coming off of him, like he was utterly defeated. “I spent sooooo muuuuuchh on this toooo….”

"That's because Normal Compasses don't work in the Grand Line..." A sudden voice off from the distant spoke in a, rather unamused voice. "You came all the way through one of the Blues and didn't even think to question if a Normal Compass was enough?"

Then as the old man, reading the newspaper, mentioned the Grand Line. Kále wondered something... "When the hell did we get to the Grand Line?" He looked at his crewmates, wondering if any of them knew what had happened.

"Last I remember we were in Louge." He scratched his head. 'Somethin fishy is going on...' He thought to himself, not realizing that he's just really fucking stupid and forgot the last hour or so where they sailed away from Louge and plummeted down Reverse Mountain.

He'd remember soon enough.

"We left Logue in a hurry because Leroy was being chased by Marines and there was a storm, Kále. C'mon man." she would say to Kále while rolling her eyes as she looked towards the man addressing them from the lighthouse.

Off from the red rocky shore of reverse mountain, just out side of the light house, was an old man reading a newspaper His hair was stark silver, thinning slightly at the top as a braided ponytail reached down to his neck. He wore small spectacles at the end of his nose as he read the newspaper in hand. His outfit was relaxed, wearing black shorts and a striped tank top with a thin jacket overtop. He had been staring right at them for some time. Strange that not one of them noticed the old man sitting there

"Wait a second, I know you..." The old man spoke pointing a finger at Leroy. "You're the man that papers are calling 'Red Sash'..."

Leroy suddenly looked around, confused about what the old man was saying before pointing a finger at himself "Me?" T

he old man seemed to smile a perfect smile as he began to chuckle. "Yes. You." He then Folded the paper and tossed it to the side.

"Yes. I need to keep tabs on all Crews that make a name for themselves in their home blues. So that if they ever come this way, I know what I might be getting myself. I try making a habit of, Letting People know what they're getting themselves into."

"That is if they listen." The man then stood up. "Most don't."

"Hey! What do you mean they don't work in the Grand Line?!" Kirk then snapped at the new voice. He was in his own little world of agony, misery, and pain when he realized the compass didn't work and he spent PRECIOUS money on something so useless; he didn't even realize until his anguish unclouded his eyes and he realized someone else besides his crew was talking to him. "You're gonna tell me that AFTER I BUY TH-"

"Yeah! And why don't Normal Compasses work on the Grand Line?" Jeanne added as she scratched her cheek.

A few blinks were needed to register the situation, Kirks eyes widening a bit and his attitude melting away. "Oh." Kirk quickly went up to the side of the railing, looking at the older man with a hint of guilt in his eyes for yelling.

"Uh... what do you mean it won't work? The guy in the shop told me it would work for the Grand Line.. and I didn't see any other kind of compass in there.."

Kirk frowned to himself. Damn it, he better not have gotten scammed of all things! That was his job! Noir, personally, was a little uneasy at the fact that the old man at the lighthouse knew Leroy. What exactly were they putting in the papers about him besides his bounty?

He knew little about the past troubles his captain had. Despite his paranoia, he couldn't help but roll his eyes at Kále's idiocy. No wonder he had that big forehead scar, he must've hit his head pretty hard to be that stupid.

Kále frowned. "Oh yeah. We're in the Grand Line."

"Couldn't you at least keep five minutes of memory in your mind for once?" He half muttered to himself, not too worried if Kále barked back. The Swordsman needed some common sense knocked into him.

The Man not answering, just- Watching at the strangeness of the Crew.