It wasn't really surprising that you were being hunted down by the marines, despite being a child you were much like King, a Lunarian. And despite being a small, frightened child, they weren't showing any mercy.. It was night, you were running away as you tried to control your wings to fly away when..

"Huh?", mumbled a tall boy wearing a strawhat as you bumped into him, looking at the other members in his crew with a brow raised before turning to you.