Amaka Hiden: The Golden Flame

Disclaimer
This story takes place approximately eighteen years ago. It is a one-shot Gaiden of the events that led up to the death of Buster D. Amaka. Everything here is not accurate as I don't have a precise timeline of the communities positions and/or events twenty years ago. I'm trying to keep this revolved solely around my characters from back then, as well as those associated with this event. Special thanks to User:DamonDraco and User:Dragon Lord Erin for volunteering their characters and a helping hand so that I wouldn't be burden with writing a single-handed story.

The secondary purpose of this story/roleplay is for, as Daz states, references. It'll help avoid confusion when I start writing things out on Amaka's page later on and I'll have already done a flashback for it.

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On the rough seas of the New World, a mini-fleet of ships rode its currents. The winds, strong enough to push each of the ships along their way. Four ships, each side by side as though they planned to sail this way. Each of the ships possessed its own unique shape and size, but neither larger than the one that sat in the middle, the main vessel of the fleet. Yes, this was a large Pirate crew.

At the deck of the main vessel, three women stood tall one further to the back and the other two on each side of a woman who'd been standing on the railing of the deck. They all had their gaze straight ahead at an island upon the Horizon and with each passing moment, they inched closer and closer to its vicinity.

As mentioned, everyone's view was pinned on the island up ahead. But the woman standing above the rest of the women had her sights set on something much more specific. It was a flag waving on the tallest building on the island and even from the distance she was at, the woman saw it in all its glory; the Marines. Her rich gold eyes locked onto the building its flag and her facial expression slowly began to change as her ship got closer to the land.

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"Sir! We've spotted a small fleet of Pirates ship nearing the docks!" The man's hand was held tight against his forehead, a saluting pose used when speaking to a ranking member of the Marines.

Behind a desk, a man with a fairly long beard had been attending to the many papers stacked on his desk. "Damn." He said, standing to his feet pushing the papers aside. "She found out?! Just hours before we were to set out for Impel Down, too." He slammed his hand on his desk, knocking a cup over spilling all of its contents onto the table. The man's head had been filled with the thickest veins of all. "Where in the hell is Wynn? Get that damned Bambina in here too!"

"W-we haven't seen Vice-Admiral Wynn since earlier today. And B-B-Bambina may be downstairs, in the training hall." The Marine soldier stuttered. "W-would you like for me to call back up, sir?!"

He glared at the officer. "Back up? For what?"

"That f-f-f-f-fleet of Pirate ships sir... the main ship i-in the middle. Th- its, the flag it belon-" Before he could finish the sentence the man had his hands at the soldier's throat. He lifted him off of the ground and squeezed it tighter.

"I don't need help running this. We'll take care of them, any pirate who sets foot on this island will die a fabled death. I didn't tell you to make suggests, I told you to go and get Bambina and find Wynn."

Throwing the man to the ground he ran off down the hall calling both of the men's names. "Baaambinaaaa, Wynnnnnn!!!!!!"

"Pirates, they're so damned persistent." He mumbled, turning back to his desk. Lifting his leg and kicking it the desk went crashing towards a nearby wall, breaking apart. The veins in his head much larger than before, an obvious sign of frustration.

The door of his office came flying open shortly after the crash. "Is everything alright, Eldric-sir?!"

His head turned after hearing his name, but his facial expression remained the same. "Captain Harley, having you here is the best thing I've gotten in the past ten minutes. Head down below and prepare for battle. I don't want any of them getting close to this place."

"Easy." Harley responded and turned to exit the room.

"Harley, do NOT take them lightly. I'm expecting you to go full throttle." With that, Eldric dismissed the captain and placed his view out the nearby window. He now watched as the Pirate ships inched closer and closer to their island. From his pocket, he pulled out a Den Den Mushi, slight resembling himself.

Purururu

Purururu

Purururu

"Ca-lank."

Eldric squeezed the small snail even tighter than before. "Wynn, I have no time for your shit right now. Meet with us at the docks.... NOW!!!!" His final word was screamed, spit flying out of his mouth as he did and the Den Den Mushi mirrored it as well.

Breath. A punch came through. Breath. Another punch came through. The man, who at this point in time had shorter hair and beard, continued to repeat his punch, knees bent shoulder-length apart. This was Bambina, a Commodore of the Marines and part of the ship’s crew.

After ten punches had been done, Bambina suddenly stopped and laughed out loud, doing a flex with both legs. “Alright!” He beamed, smirk wide, and bent his knees once again. Even if he could feel all the auras approaching… ever since some time ago, actually, Bambina knew his compatriots would take care of the job-

“S-Sir!” A soldier burst through the door, sweat running down his frame. Bambina eyed him with a frown, “P-Pirates, we require you to f-fight!” The man was panting heavily, leading Bambina to lower and raise his hand.

“Calm down, son!” How unfortunate, for his training to be interrupted… it mattered not, Bambina would just train while fighting these people. With a smile, he gestured for the soldier to guide him.

The soldier calmed down and took a deep breath. "This way, sir!" He shouted, waving his hand to have the man follow. "The Vice-Admiral wants both you and Wynn down at the dock to confront the enemy. He's headed that way now."

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Down in the bar sat Wynn Godukera, a beast of a man that towered over most of the Marines. He sat, nursing a drink as he heard something in the distance, his name. He groaned as he names being screamed somewhere in the building, one of the not so amazing perks of great hearing. Clearly, someone needed him for something and it sounded somewhat urgent. He sighed as he stood from the table he was seated at, tossing some gold on the table and grabbing his drink, he began walking out of the bar. It was then that his Den Den Mushi began to ring. He quickly removed it and answered only to be met with barrage of screams from Eldric. “Docks, got it.” He replied very casually as he picked up the pace.

He burst through the doors and out to the front of the marine base only to spot a ship on the horizon. He focused, using his enhanced eyesight to spot the flag. “Son of bitch.” He cursed. “And here I thought this was going to be a relaxing day.”

Twenty Minutes Later At The Dock...

Finally, at the dock of the island four ships stationed themselves but the women remained on the main vessel. Upon docking, they met face to face with a platoon of Navy soldiers all holding their firearms and swords towards the crew of women. At first, all of the soldiers were fearless and didn't back down an inch. In almost perfect sync, they all cocked their guns.

"T-that flag!" One of the soldiers called out.

"I know that Jolly Roger!" Another shouted.

The first soldier took a step back, hesitating if you will. He pointed to the women, no, the flag of the ship then his finger began to shake. A staggering, no, an overwhelming sensation of fear purged his body like some sort of virus. Finally, he gulped and went on, "The... Royal Pirates!"

"Commander of the Third Division, Gallon The Breeze Margie. Commander of the Second Division and the Captain's younger sister; Buster Date, the Shining Star. Commander of the First Division, First Mate of the crew, Bonney Anne, the Explosive Electro. And finally... The Captain of the crew, Buster D. Amaka, Amaterasu, The Sun Goddess. Three of the strongest captains here.."

It was as the Marine soldier stated, all four of these women standing before him, were all members of the Royal Pirates. A pirate crew that had been gaining notoriety in their originating sea, the grand line, and even the early portions of the New World.

Gallon Margie, eater of the Fuu Fuu no Mi. A Logia devil fruit user with the ability to generate and manipulate the forces of the wind. She served two years in the Marines and reached the rank of Lieutenant Commander, before defecting and joining Amaka's crew with all of her knowledge.

Buster D. Date, eater of the Rato Rato no Mi. Another Logia devil fruit user with the ability to generate and manipulate wind to her liking. Date has robbed over ten Marine vessels, wiped out restaurants all across the Grand Line, and even tried stealing a World Noble's dog so that she could return it for the reward.

Bonney Anne, the first mate and most brutal of the crew. A human of decent, known for her unique use of Electro, an ability utilized by all Minks. Just a few months ago she beat the hell out of a Celestial Dragon, dropping her off at the welcoming rug of Death's Door. Why? She called her Captain scum and one of the ugliest creatures in the sea.

While the soldiers were stunned by the appearance of the Royal Pirate crew, Eldric had finally reached the main area of the dock. His upper body was bare, showing off his fine muscular build and his beard falling right in front of his chest.

"Buster D. Amaka..." His expression was filled with some sort of annoyance, which he was having to deal with pirates at this current moment. He surveyed the other three pirates and shook his head slightly. Almost as if he were disappointed. "Seems you didn't come alone, you bought the entire crew."

Amaka remained in her position but lifted her hair from off of her shoulders over her back. A tight-fitting gold accessory locked around her neck. Even with her slight movements her eyes remained locked on the man in front of her. A menacing gaze as if the fury of a thousand warriors resided in her pupils, yet, she was but a single woman.

Finally, her lips split apart, "I don't want to hear that shit, Eldric. We made a deal!" With each word that came out of her mouth, more emphasis was placed on it. "WE MADE A DAMN DEAL! I traveled, to the East Blue for you... To take care of something FOR YOU, in return for releasing my sister."

"Hm.. your sister? No, no, no." With his pinky finger, he reached into his ear and began to twist it, cleaning it of whatever contents were in it. "Your sister is right there, Amaka." He stated, pointed to the fellow dark-skinned woman on the ship, Date. "That girl isn't your sister. But honestly, could you blame me for pulling a trick as though I were a Pirate? You lent me quite the hand taking Brenden down. But I never had intentions of releasing that Pirate friend of yours."

Eldric sighed, her execution will not be on the scale of Gold Roger, or even Ace. But, it will shine a light on the world. Letting people know that even if you are a woman and choose the life of a Pirate, you will not be spared either."

"Every crewmate that sails under this Jolly Roger is a sister of mine. Blood relations mean nothing to me." Amaka remained firm, standing tall following her words.

"Decades ago, there was a man with that same mindset. He called every member of his crew his son. Challenged the Marines and guess what happened... He fell. Considering your current situation, you are following quite closely in his footsteps. If history is correct and bound to repeat itself one way or another, you will fall here as well."

A sudden breeze pushed past the two groups that faced each other. "I'll ask once then. Return Hoshiko to me now and we can reframe from any worthless bloodshed."

"Worthless bloodshed? That's some heavy context coming from she who slayed a man all for the sake of her crewmate's return. And came here, thinking she'd get that same crewmate back with the simple use of words." Eldric smiled as he spread his legs apart and took up a martial artist stance. "You truly are what breaks the scale and defines a woman from a witch."

Phew. The sound of very fast movement breached the two forces' ears. Date held her leg, which was glowing bright white, at the right side of Eldric's face. A powerful and fast kick was delivered to the man's face sending him flying across the dock, crashing into a nearby building.

"Sorry Amaka!" Date exclaimed with an innocent look on her face. "But he started making me angry..."

Anne stepped up next, punching her left hand into her right palm. "Alright, Amaka. Leave this fart to me, I'll kick his ass. You go and find Hoshiko."

"No." Amaka answered, now looking at the wall Eldric has crashed into. "He isn't here alone. I'll need you and Date to help deal with his subordinates. Margie, you go ahead and head to the base and look for Hoshiko."

Following Captain's orders, Margie vanished into thin air. "I'll deal with Eldric. Hoshiko isn't the only thing on the line, but also our respect and pride."