Red Line One Piece Novels & Stories

Third Person's POV "Jiro... is there a reason why we are here?" Red ask the moment they reached the rooftop of the school. A huge black and white portal is sitting in the middle of the space, the portal leads back to the Astral planet. Red can feel his power being boosted the closer they get to the portal. Jiro has dark violet hair, emerald eyes, and a tattoo on his left lower arm. On his left stood a small petite girl with short curly blue hair, yellow eye, and a small tattoo on her ring finger.

“It seems like it, Master.” “But, he didn’t use the Super Red Spider?” Kirin was shocked and looked like a child trying to make sense of why one plus one equals two. “Exactly, Master. He didn’t get to use Red Spider before Tyr slew him.” “No, no… impossible!” Kirin shook his head. “He is not defeated yet. Wait till he consumes the Super Red Spider; he will emerge victoriously!” “Tsk, tsk, tsk.” Luc plunged backward into the roaring waters of Pine River and made a huge splash. The ripples faded away moments later, away with the last traces of Luc’s existence.

Sir Kop invited him in. Matthew let the door slowly close behind him automatically once he was inside. He examined the appearances of his could-be teammates for this quest. One man had red hair that was neatly combed back with a few strands hanging on his forehead. He wore a red gi with a golden dragon printed on his left chest and on his back. His eyes were grey behind a pair of glasses. The other man had curly black hair on his dome. He also had a mustache that slightly covered his lips and a square jawline. He only wore a casual shirt under a suit of armour on his torso.

On the other side rest big machinery all of which have red stains on them. Thick black doors makes up the right side of the wall that continue down the hallway all made from a type of metal that makes it impossible for anyone to break in or out of it. The stench of blood, grime, and urine hang in the hair and I take a big gulp, trying to swallow the bile that is coming up. Adair is well in front of us, walking dauntlessly without even taking a second glance at any of the red stains on the walls. Nick’s mouth is set in a tight line and he continues to glance at me behind his shoulder to make sure I’m okay.

Silver gray eyes narrowed in displeasure and Aian huffed. “I said it’s fine.” Kalvin didn’t move and the fingers still carefully probed at the lump on his head. He grabbed one of the hands and forcibly pulled it away from his head, bringing it around so he could bite on the fingers while glaring up at his twin flame. He watched as the man’s eyes darkened and his pupils dilated even more until there was only a small rim of red around the black. They stayed on a dead lock in that moment, neither of them moving until a small ding announced that they had reached the requested floor.

"What are you doing to her?" Red suddenly turned to the people behind her. "Get me the marker!" She instructed. "Be fast about it!" Two people bowed instantly and hurried into one of the buildings that they had installed in the trees. Then they emerged with a small object in each hand and passed it to Red the moment they reached her. She began to whisper words in a foreign language which I could not comprehend, before starting to draw lines on my skin. I shivered at the coldness of the substance, it was truly a marker but I wondered if it was ordinary or there was more to it.

Something in my chest that has been in one position for eleven days shifts. "Vienna reported in this morning." He crosses to my desk. Sets down a single printed page with the deliberate care of someone who has thought carefully about how to deliver something. "Prague went dark yesterday. Lisbon haven't responded to three separate messages." He pauses. His voice doesn't change — he's too good for that — but something behind his eyes does. "The degradation pattern is consistent across all five bloodlines. Starts eleven days ago. Simultaneously." Another pause. "To the hour."

He simply smiled with a look of relief. The apple rolled to the ground, picking up dirt. From the start, Zach had been provoking Jessica on purpose. I looked at the blood spreading on the ground and at Zach's collapsed body, then at the frail and blind Jessica. I understood it all. This was Zach seeking redemption using Jessica. At the very end, Zach seemed to see me. His eyes were pleading. "Annie, now that I did this, will this make you feel any better?" As my own body faded, I realized this might be the last thing I would ever say. I looked right at him and gave a cold, cruel smile.

I ask, turning to face him fully. He shrugs, hands slipping into his pockets. “Why not? Ghost isn’t the only one who sees the fire in you.” Red reappears with her arms full, dumping things into my arms. “Try them. If you don’t, I will.” I roll my eyes, muttering a curse under my breath. Titan leans in as I turn toward the dressing room. “You should pick the red one,” he says quietly, voice brushing hot against my ear. “Something about that color on you...”

Akira answered looking back at Yasashi with a stare and a glimpse of red eyes appeared in the eyes of this man. Yasashi who saw the look in his eyes was scared, he was sweating again. He knew what would happen if he tried to find a problem with Akira. Yasashi would never be able to match the strength possessed by this man.