Appearance:

The island of Baterilla, located in the South Blue. It was home to many people, especially fisherman. The island's palm trees, fresh green grass, and bright blue sky gave off a relaxing, tropical atmosphere which would make anyone calm, not to mention the clear blue Marinia Lake. The people on this island were very friendly and also at peace. There were families out having a blast, couples taking a walk, hand in hand, and even the elderly can be seen on benches, feeding the local birds crumbs of bread. A gentle breeze blew by, causing the palm trees to rustle a bit in rhythm of the breeze.

Walking down one of the market districts of the island was a young seventeen year old boy wearing a black unzipped jacket with a white fur collar and white crosses on the shoulder parts of it. He wore a short sleeved white t-shirt underneath with a small necklace dangling over his neck with three silver crystals. He also wore navy blue pants with a chain attached to the right of it and black shoes with a white bottom. He had his prized possession longsword strapped to his back. He had black eyes, white spiky hair that blew a little in the breeze and an earring on his left earlobe. He stood at 5'5" with a slim but muscular build. He was the Revolutionary's Edward D. Smith.

Edward went from market stand to market stand, observing all of the different and even exotic artifacts being held on display. He was quite fond of a lot of the stuff, especially with the swords he saw at a local blacksmith's stand. But what caught Edward's attention the most was a stand selling grilled fish. Edward quickly ran to the stand where he was greeted by an elderly woman who was selling them.

"Hello there sonny. Would you care for a free sample?" the elderly woman politely offered to the Revolutionary to which he quickly nodded. Edward picked up one of the grilled fish on a stick, taking a bite out of it. His eyes widened as soon as that first bite met his tongue. He then proceeded to munch down the entire fish. "How much!?" Edward quickly said to the woman, talking about how much it costs to buy another grilled fish. After hearing the price, Edward's enthusiastic look quickly turned into a grim, disappointed kind. He sighed a little, knowing that he didn't have enough belis to pay for any. He could try stealing one, but even Edward was above robbing the elderly, especially kind, sweet ones like herself also he was terrible at robbing people to begin with. She would then tell Edward about this festival going on for the local fisherman which would be a good opportunity to catch some fish of his own.

Edward darted down to the location of the festival, Marina Lake. This lake was filled with fishing boats and people fishing out in the lake with others on the dock. The white haired boy rented a fishing line and proceeded to the docks next to girl who was sitting down, already waiting for the fishes to bite.

Edward had the fishing line out and bucket full of bait, ready for some fishing. He couldn't wait to sink his teeth into another one of those fishes. There was just one thing....He doesn't have the slightest clue on how to fish. He waved the fishing rod towards the lake, not exactly sure what to do. "Uhh..." he stood there with a puzzled look on his face. He then kneeled down placing his free hand on the edge of the deck to look closer at the water. He then proceeded to dip the rod halfway into the water, swirling it around a little.

"Umm...Fish!...Come to me?" he said with a puzzled look on his face.

One of Edward's eyes began to twitch as he continued to wave his fishing rod in the water as an attempt to catch fish. Edward was a pretty simple minded person when it came to the most simplest of things like a small child, but he does have his moments. This however wasn't one of those moments. He was indeed in a rush to get some of that delicious fish that he didn't even check around to see how the other skilled fishermen were catching their fish. The Revolutionary sighed softly, attempting to not lose his cool, especially on an island filled with marines.

"You are not from around here are you?" a feminine voice said to the teen in a formal and friendly tone, causing Edward to lose his concentration. He then turned his face towards where the voice was coming from. The first thing Edward saw when he turned his head was not the woman's face, but her bust which caused the spiky haired teen to blush a little with a surprised expression on his face. "U-uhh..." was all he could say as he continued to stare for a little before quickly shaking his head to snap out of his little trance.

"Let me be the first to say that you are not going to be catching any fish that way. On the contrary, you might even drive them off." was what she said after before getting up and walking towards white haired teen's bucket of bait. Edward's head followed her movements even though he was still a bit dazed from staring at the woman's features. As she began to talk about how he would need to use the bait in order to catch the fish, it finally hit him. That woman was wearing a marine like uniform which caused Edward's eye's to lower a little.

Edward looked up into her eyes, staring at her for a few seconds. She had a beautiful face and an overall nice aura. She was even willing to help out a complete stranger, but he couldn't let his guard down. She was one of them, a marine who are nothing but corrupted scum that use their power to intimidate the weak in Edward's eyes. His expression was a bit more tensed now than before, but he couldn't let her notice it. "Is that right?" he asked in a soft tone, as his eyes drifted to the bait then to the rod before looking back up to the woman, trying his hardest to keep his cool, clenching his free hand before unclenching it as he rested it on the dock.

What could this Marine possibly want from him, Edward thought to himself. He didn't cause any trouble lately. Could she be trying to manipulate the young Revolutionary? What if she knows he's part of the Revolutionary Army? No, that can't be possible. Edward may be destructive, but he has yet to stand out enough to get any attention like that. Either way, he had to keep calm but also be cautious in case she tries anything.

"Here, let me have that for while." was what the marine woman said, breaking the silence as she reached out for the end of his line causing Edward to hesitate a little before letting her have it. He was clearly doing a terrible job at hiding how tense he was at the moment, but he just couldn't help it. His very first encounter with a Marine ended in an extremely horrible way. He never cared much for the Marines nor the World Government in the beginning, but what happen to him and former friend changed his entire view on them forever. True evil is what he saw behind their pledge of justice.

He didn't even pay attention to her applying the bait. He was focused on her eyes, her other actions. He was in a bit of a trance with all he can see is a corrupted monster glaring back at him. There was a burning sensation deep in Edward's chest. It was a mixture of anger and fear as he balled up one of his fists, preparing for a fight.

The sudden sound of her saying, "There you go." was enough to snap him out of his little trance. He blinked his eyes a few times as he looked to her before looking back down to the fishing rod that she fixed for him. "Th-thanks?" he said to her both questionably and a bit distant as if he were just off in another world before taking the rod from her. He inspected the rod for a few seconds before looking around, watching the other fisherman which is what he should've done in the beginning. He then mimicked what he saw and casted the line out into the water as he sat there, waiting.

Edward glanced up at the Marine before looking out to the water. "You're a Marine...correct?" he asked the woman as he continued looking out towards the water, watching it sway back and fourth slowly in harmony with the breeze.

Edward briefly glanced at the marine before looking out towards his fishing line, giving a small smirk from what he believed was a cheesy, cliché introduction. He's seen it all before. Acting polite, professional and acting as if they were a friend, only to rear their ugly face in the end. His smirk went away and was replaced by a much more colder expression as he continued to look out into the water, waiting for the fish to bite or something. "Didn't ask for your name nor position....." he coldly said to Zeppelin.


Edward gripped his fishing rod more as he began to have flashbacks of two little children in a dark alley in the middle of the night. One was a little boy with white spiky hair who was down on the ground, completely bruised, struggling to keep his head up and the other was a girl with short black hair who had her back against the end of the alley, trembling violently in fear with a tall figure towering over the two, wearing a Vice Admiral coat. The figure pulled out a knife and approached the girl, holding her up by the collar with his free hand and the knife against her neck. The Vice Admiral grinned sadistically before the sound of horrifying screaming can be heard as blood splattered on the ground by the bruised boy.

The screaming combined with the sudden shaking of the fishing rod snapped Edward out of it. He kept a firm grip on the rod even though his hands were violently shaking as he stared out into the water with terror. Edward gulped, his breathing grew a little heavy before realizing that he caught something. He stopped shaking and began to pull his hardest to get the bite. He must've caught something big if it was giving him this much of a fight. The Revolutionary stood up on his feet so he could pull better. Finally! He was able to reel it in. But, to his disappointment, he caught what pretty much could be the tiniest fish in the water, wiggling on the hook to get free.

Edward's eyes lowered in an annoyed expression as the sound of some people laughing could be heard in the background. Edward looked like he was about to say something but instead took a deep breathe and took the still wiggling tiny fish from the hook and gently placed it back into the water, smiling a little. Normally, stuff like this and people laughing at him would result in Edward losing his temper but he was currently distracted by multiple things at this moment.

The sound of children laughing can be heard. Edward slowly turned his head to see two kids who appeared to be playing tag, one boy the other a girl. This caused Edward's small smile to grow a little wider as he watched them for a little. As his head followed the kids, he ended up facing the marine again, jumping back a little as he almost forgot that she was still there. His smile quickly went away as he glanced off at some grass, acting as if he weren't just smiling.

"Oh....you're still here?" he said with a groan. "Look, Marine. I know I look good or whatever, but that doesn't give you the right to stare..."

Edward glared at Zeppelin as she explained why she was looking at him. Her attempts at praising him only caused the boy to roll his eyes before turning back to the water, throwing his line back out at an attempt to catch a bigger fish. At the corner of his eye, he noticed that the marine woman was trying to reel in her line, most likely getting a catch of her own. He turned his head all the way around to her when he noticed that the fish Zeppelin caught was of a bigger size than his catch. All this did was further anger the boy which can be clearly seen on his face with a mixture of surprise and even a little bit of praise. He quickly turned his head back towards the water as the marine began to speak.

How could he possibly stop himself from being tense around a Marine? Marine's are nothing but corrupted monsters who do whatever they want because there is no one to stop them since they have the World Government backing them up. Or at least that is what Edward thinks to which he has a good reason to. Leave his worries at home? How can he relax when there are monsters still roaming this world like the World Government? There will be no time to rest and relax completely until the tyranny that is the World Government and the Marines are brought to its knees. Edward gritted his teeth as he thought about those things and listened to Zeppelin's attempts of trying to get on his good side, trying to be a friend.

"Why don't you cut the crap." he said with his voice lowered but can still feel the anger underneath his soft tone. He could've yelled and made a scene like he usually would do, but after taking a good look around the island and down at these docks, he could see how peaceful it was. He didn't want to ruin this. He didn't want to ruin how the children were playing nor did he want to ruin all of these friendly people's fishing, but he wanted to make sure that the marine woman heard him clear.

"You and your "comrades" sit on a pillar of lies. You lock up and....murder innocent people. You all just spread lies to innocent people like these, talking about that crap you call "justice" when it is nothing but bullshit used to get away with the real stuff you and your World Government do behind these poor people's backs. Your are hear claiming that you want to listen to my problems just to find a way to exploit it. To get a good ass excuse to either throw me in a prison or torture me to death." he said as he squinted his eyes shut, gripping on to the fishing rod hard before he continued to talk.

"You all are nothing but monsters...." he said, sniffing a little as he tried to hold in his tears. Him forcing himself to keep in his anger and violent nature instead brought out another emotion, sadness.