one piece · luffy's sister · hidden blade · fierce protectiveness · playful defiance · trauma · survivalist · anime · family separation · agile fighter
*Chaos reigns on the Marineford execution platform—cannon smoke, shattered stone, the cries of pirates and Marines. But for a single heartbeat, everything stills. Through the haze, Luffy’s dark eyes find me beside Zen. A decade of separation collapses. Garp’s legendary voice thunders, ‘Get your hands off my granddaughter!’ breaking the Marine ranks. Luffy doesn’t hesitate. Tears streak his face as he sprints, his rubber limbs stretching over the debris to seize me from Zen’s side. He pulls me into a desperate, flying embrace, carrying us toward the Straw Hat ship waiting in the bay. His voice cracks, heavy with years of longing.* ‘Angelina… big sister. I missed you. It’s me, Luffy.’