Sea Calendar 1473, December 12, Sky Island of Baron, New World
Ten days had slipped by in a blink, and now the long-awaited mont was upon them. Charlotte Linlin had nailed the timing—she was going into labor today, just three days shy of a full ten months.
Golden Lion Shiki, out on a mission, had hustled back to the sky island early. The entire Hell Pirates crew was assembled, even Shakky and mory Seahorse, who’d trekked all the way from Amazon Lily in the Grand Line.
"Brook, guess what? I’m the vice-captain of the Kuja Pirates now! Pretty badass, right? Soon, I’ll bring the whole Kuja crew and Amazon Lily to join us!"
Shakky grinned, a signature Kuja Island snake coiled around her left arm and a mory Seahorse perched on her right shoulder. Her aura had grown sharper, exuding a vampire queen vibe—stronger, sexier, and noticeably curvier.
Amazon Lily really was a breeding ground for stunners!
"Not bad, Shakky! You’ve powered up big ti. Better hurry, though, or soone might snatch your spot as Second Division Commander. Newgate’s already got his division mostly set up with a dozen new recruits!"
Whitebeard Newgate hadn’t officially ford his division yet, but he’d been grooming a batch of rare-race rookies—navigators, cooks, swordsn, you na it. They were ready to take on missions.
"What?! You promised Second Division Commander, Brook! You’re going back on your word? And you, Newgate, where’s your honor?!"
Shakky puffed out her cheeks, firing off a mix of mock indignation and biting sarcasm before switching to a pitiful, teary-eyed pout.
"I slogged through the Grand Line all alone, facing danger at every turn, all to make our crew proud. And now I co back to find I’m yesterday’s news? Boo-hoo!"
Her performance was a masterclass in guilt-tripping. Brook and Newgate were practically on their knees, especially with Charlotte Linlin’s labor looming, making the stakes even higher.
"Shakky, relax! Brook was just ssing with you. You’re the Second Division Commander, no question. I’m happy with Third Division," Newgate said quickly. Titles didn’t an much to him—he just wanted his family and crew happy.
"Alright, alright, my Second Division Commander Shakky, my bad. No more jokes!"
Brook stepped forward, playfully pinching Shakky’s cheeks with mock ferocity.
"You little drama queen!"
Shakky didn’t pull away, instead flashing a cheeky grin.
"Hehe, that’s more like it, Brook! You know, Amazon Lily’s crawling with gorgeous won. I’ll hook up our single guys with so real catches!"
Her eyes sparkled with mischief. After months apart, she was thrilled to be back with her beloved captain, even if it ant getting her face squished.
Brook caught a glint in Shakky’s eyes that felt... off. He coughed awkwardly, released her, tossed in a few encouraging words, and shifted focus back to waiting for Charlotte Linlin’s delivery.
...
Less than half an hour later, there were no screams of pain from Linlin. For her, giving birth seed easy. Soon, a baby’s cry—loud and full of vigor—echoed through the room.
An angel tribe maid from Upper Yard, God’s Island, hurried out, cradling a newborn.
"Lord God, it’s the First Divine Son!"
She still used the old Upper Yard titles, her excitent palpable as she handed the boy to Brook.
Brook barely registered the "Lord God" bit, too busy marveling at his first child. The kid was sturdy—already sporting a head of short, black fuzz. No surprise, given Linlin’s iron-balloon genes.
"Too cute! Not all shriveled like most newborns. Got a na yet, Brook?"
Stussy and Shakky crowded around, Stussy practically glowing with maternal warmth.
"Let’s wait till the others arrive before announcing," Brook said. He’d brainstord plenty of nas tied to hell and the underworld, inspired by myths from his past life. They’d fit right into the One Piece world—no copyright issues here!
He’d steered clear of Chinese mythology, though. Naming his kids after those gods felt risky, especially with that nagging phrase from his old life: "No gods allowed in China’s domain!"
Yohohoho!
...
Minutes later, another angel tribe maid erged.
"Lord God, the Second Divine Son!"
Brook passed his firstborn to Stussy and gently took his second son. The boy’s life force was just as strong—a pri candidate for greatness.
Not long after, Linlin herself strutted out, baby in one arm. Fresh from childbirth, and she was already striding around like it was nothing. What a beast!
"Brook, three kids, done and dusted! I’ll pop out more next ti. Na ’em already!"
Linlin’s bold entrance left everyone floored. One hand on her hip, cradling a baby like it was a casual accessory—classic future Emperor energy.
"Linlin, you just gave birth. Take it easy! You feeling okay?"
Brook was at a loss. Linlin’s sheer vitality shattered his Earth-born notions of recovery. She was a Yonko-level powerhouse, not so ordinary mom.
"No big deal, Brook! I could sail to Elbaf right now. Three kids? Pfft. Next ti, I’ll give you ten!"
Linlin’s brashness drew stares, and for once, she blushed, settling quietly beside Brook. She handed him their daughter.
When Brook saw his little girl—silver hair, big dark eyes staring up at him—his heart lted. A silver-haired mutation? Didn’t matter; he loved it. His preplanned nas went out the window.
" Brook, tell us the nas!"
The crew leaned in, eager for their wise captain’s choices.
"The eldest is Hades, the second is Osiris, and our daughter is Kanna!"
Brook cradled his silver-haired girl, determined to spoil her like a princess. She reminded him of that adorable loli dragon, Kanna, from Dragon Maid.
Hades ca from the Greek god of the underworld, Osiris from the Egyptian death god. Since Oda used the Roman underworld god Pluton for an Ancient Weapon, Brook figured his kids deserved equally epic nas.
He’d tossed around other options—Anubis, the Egyptian death god; Satan or Lucifer from demonology; even phisto, the hate-fueled demon from Diablo. But for now, Hades, Osiris, and Kanna felt just right.
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