Chapter 9 - My SI Stash #9 - Return of The Heavenly Demon by AzumiBear (One Piece & Naruto) (1/2)

-I gotta say, for someone who has never seen One Piece, reading this SI Doflamingo fanfic gave me the goosebumps it is that good... Personally I'm one lazy f_u_c_k so I just googled about the characters of One Piece, but it's still a very enjoyable read!

Do comment down below your opinion if you think One Piece is still worth watching in 2020! LMK.

Synopsis: He had lost. Donquixote Doflamingo had been defeated, and he had lost his life. He had expected fire and brimstone or an endless existence in purgatory, but this? This was something he hadn't expected. Now here he was, a new world, a new life and Donquixote Doflamingo would use it to usher in a New Age. And being the Child of Prophecy will be a tremendous help.

Rated: M

Words: 266K

Posted on: fanfiction.net/s/12926937/1/Return-of-The-Heavenly-Demon (AzumiBear)

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Chapter 1

He had lost. The moment his God Thread had been broken, Donquixote Doflamingo knew that he had been defeated. His only hope now was to survive the full brunt of Monkey D. Luffy's King Kong Gun, a task that was beginning to prove very difficult.

Bringing his Haki to its utmost limit, Doffy was able to bear the initial pain and impact of Luffy's attack, at least at first. After what seemed like an eternity, Doffy's body had finally reached Dressrosa, and proceeded to tear straight through the small kingdom.

He could feel the stone and dirt below him crumble and fold around him, driving him deeper into the earth and closer to the secret underground facilities beneath Dressrosa. Even though he could feel his former kingdom split apart from his impact, his momentum showed no signs of slowing down.

Eventually, his back met steel as it reached his underground operations and the steel tore like paper. The pain at this point was excruciating and it took all he had to maintain consciousness and keep his Haki up to protect him from the debris.

He could feel his focus waning as his body was assailed by torn metal, and, for just a moment, his focus broke, his Haki fell, a piercing pain formed in his c_h_e_s_t and everything turned to black.

Doffy's eyes began to open ever so slightly. As he awoke he slowly starts to notice the several marines around him, scurrying with medical supplies. Wondering why, Doffy looks around until he remembers what had happened moments ago, finally noticing a steel support beam lodged into his c_h_e_s_t.

His body felt numb. He tried desperately to use his Devil Fruit to try and repair some of the major damage, but it was impossible, the damage was too great. The marines where trying their hardest to keep him alive to bring him into custody but he already knew his life was escaping him.

The Captain of the Donquixote Pirates began to chuckle lightly. For 30 years, he had dedicated his life to destroying everything the Celestial Dragons cared about.

For 30 years, he and his family and grown and thrived to be where they stood up until this day. 30 years of his life, and it was ended by an idiot in a straw hat that couldn't find his way out of a wet paper bag. He would cry if it wasn't so funny or even possible at this point.

He could feel his vision fading, his limbs losing even the numbness they once held and now felt as if they were disappearing. He was about to die.

'Trebol, Diamante, Pica…. Vergo', he thought, picturing them in his mind, the people who had come to raise him, the person who was his childhood friend, the ones who had become his family and the ones that he had failed.

'I'm sorry...', he thought, darkness taking over his vision, until he decided to finally close his eyes, a small smile replacing his usual manic grin. It was then that Donquixote Doflamingo, The Heavenly Demon and Captain of the Donquixote Pirates, had died.

Donquixote Doflamingo did not think much of the afterlife when he was alive, but even he had thought of what waited for him at the end of his days. Whatever he had expected, be it fire and brimstone or an endless existence in purgatory, this was not something that he imagined. Doffy found himself surrounded by darkness, yes, but there was more.

It was like he was in some form of cocoon, a barrier of warmth that wrapped around him protectively. He found it almost impossible to move his body and, speaking of his body, it felt off, dis-proportioned and more importantly incredibly weak. Where was he? He took a moment to relax his mind and concentrate, to listen. He could feel and hear his own heartbeat. A good sign but also confusing.

'Did I survive', he thought. Were the marine's medics able to somehow save him? No, that was impossible, the amount of damage he sustained was too severe and the one who bore the Heal-Heal Fruit would never try and save his life.

Putting that issue aside he continued to concentrate, listening past his own heartbeat. After a moment he began to hear another, one separate from his own. This was odd, especially because the heartbeat sounded like it came from all around him. Not bothering with trying to solve this mystery quite yet, he decided to use his Haki to sense his surroundings.

As soon as he attempted this he had felt a wave of exhaustion hit him, only letting him use it for a moment, but it had worked. He had felt a few auras around him but what he had found confused him. One Aura, he could sense several feet away from him and it was powerful, clearly belonging to a seasoned warrior.

There was another Aura, not as strong but still fierce, this one, along with another, confused him. This aura was all around him, it was large and surrounded him completely as if he were inside its owner.

Now, Doffy was not a fool. He had many years of experience dealing with the most cunning minds in all the New World, so it should not be surprising that he had an idea of what had happened to him and where he currently was. '

I'm an infant….'. This revelation was one of both shock and slight amus_e_m_e_nt. 'First that Straw Hat boy kills me and now I'm an infant?', well, a fetus really but still, the very thought made him laugh hollowly in his mind.

Now that he felt it for the first time, its presence was just there. Whatever it was, he could feel it, just behind that incomprehensible barrier. And now that he could feel it, now that he could sense its rage, he knew that it was watching him, that it knew he was watching it, and it did not like being watched.

However, the mind of Donquixote Doflamingo, the Heavenly Demon, simply grinned.

Life within the w_o_m_b, Doffy had learned, was very boring and disorienting. There was little to do while trapped there and time seemed almost non-existent. But he knew that time was passing, his body had continued to grow, growing stronger if only marginally so, and soon he would be free.

The thoughts of freedom brought other thoughts as well. Where and when would he be in his new life. Would he find himself flung into the far future? Would he still have the opportunity to get his revenge on the Celestial Dragons?

These thoughts had plagued Doffy for most of his time in his 'new home'. There was also what he began to call The Entity that lived with him in his new Mother. He would continue to watch and observe it and found something interesting. The Entity was releasing some form of energy into his mother's body, this energy was thus flowing into him as well.

When he felt it, it seemed wild, almost primal in a sense with that same feeling of maliciousness that The Entity exuded if watered down. As far as he could tell it was not harmful and he had no way of stopping it either way. He continued to examine this energy as time went on and discovered that his mother also had something similar. Unlike The Entity's, hers was warmer, calmer almost and somewhat soothing if he had to admit it.

What was really interesting was how they interacted. With the help of his Haki, that would still take up a lot of his stamina, he found that his mother's 'energy' seemed to be almost shackling the others, controlling and mitigating it. After discovering this, he looked 'into himself' so-to-speak and discovered that he contained his own 'energy' as well, separate from the ones supplied to him by The Entity and his mother. Not that he could really do anything with it though. He mostly spent his time examining these various energies, trying to kill his utter boredom.

As time passed he began to feel it. His body had been growing and his 'prison' was growing smaller and smaller. His limbs were now capable of small movements and he knew now that it wouldn't be long. While in this near timeless place he had time to think. Before, he relied on his family to do many things for him, though they did it happily of course.

He was stronger than the rest of his family, yes that was true, but that was not because of any considerable effort. Doffy, after coming out of his childhood, had been stronger than most around him. He rarely trained his body and hardly ever practiced his techniques, there was no need to. He had his family to do most things for him and he was superior to most of the sc_u_m of the world anyways. That was how he had always thought, and then Straw Hat Luffy had proved him wrong in both the worst and best way possible.

The cage around him had suddenly tightened around him. It was time. A brand new Donquixote Doflamingo would emerge in this New World, and usher in a New Age.

He hated this. This entire process was uncomfortable, humiliating and if he didn't have so much pride he would say a little scary. Doffy was completely helpless as his 9-month prison tightened and squeezed him, pushing him further to his 'exit'. He didn't know long his torture lasted but eventually he could finally see it; light. Just a moment later a wave of frigid air assaulted him, but he didn't care, he was free!

The light and chilly air disoriented him for a moment but eventually he felt himself wrapped in what was presumably a blanket. He opened his eyes but could only make out the outlines of shapes and various colors. There was no definition and the world was a blurry mess. He felt himself being carried and eventually placed in front of who he assumed to be his mother's face.

He strained his senses, trying to make out anything familiar around him. His ears could hear what sounded like speech, but it sounded almost garbled, he just couldn't make out the words. His eyesight was also still limited, he looked up to view his new mothers face but could barely make anything out except the distinct color of red.

He really hoped it was just her hair. His first mother died rather early on in his life and it would be rather… saddening to lose another so quickly. A moment later he was carried a bit further away from his mother.

Suddenly, he heard what he easily recognizes as a scream come from the nurse currently carrying him, another pair of arms quickly grabbing him as the nurse fell. Startled, he saw a hand raised threateningly above him through his blurry vision.

He tried to see who it belonged to but couldn't. He could hear his new retainer speaking to someone, his mother or father perhaps when they suddenly flung him into the air. The world swayed around him as he was disoriented, then he felt someone catch him.

He activated his Haki, attempting to identify the aura of his attacker, but something very odd happened just before he did. The various colors around him changed in an instant, and he could now feel a slight breeze where before the air was still.

His Haki, short lived that it was, could now only sense the person carrying him, who he had recognized as his father during his time in his mother's w_o_m_b, with no trace of his attacker.

Soon after he felt someone else, someone much larger than him, being placed in his bed, the distinct color of red returning. His mother, laid next to him, cradling him in his arms and a moment later sleep had finally took him.

He awoke again, his eyes revealing a still blurry world, but it was clearer than before. He was laying in some sort of crib and there were two others standing over him. He looked at them, seeing that distinct color of red, his mother, and a brilliant gold, most likely his father.

There was something else, It, The Entity; he could feel it just behind his parents, looking past them, he saw a mountain of reddish orange, in a form he wasn't able to make out. It was filled with a hate he was now very familiar with. It was then that he noticed it, a nail, or more accurately a single claw piercing through both his parent's bodies, inching closer and closer to him.

He could hear his parents speaking but his ears refused to translate the cacophony of noise aside from The Entity's roars of anger. Then, suddenly, he felt a burning sensation in his stomach, and energy being poured into him that he easily recognized to belong to the monster that had just killed his new parents. Its power flowed into him and when it stopped his eyes began to close and he welcomed some much-needed rest.

It had been quite some time since the date of his birth. In that time, he was able to learn his new name: Naruto Uzumaki. It was rather pitiful compared to Donquixote Doflamingo, but it would have to do. He found himself now being raised in an orphanage, having never seen his parents after his first day in this new world. He was still under the age of 1 years old or, so he thought. Time was still quite hard to keep track of but at least now he knew when it was night or day time, he estimated he was at around six months now.

His sight and hearing were now significantly better, and he was capable of standing on his own if he had something to lean on. He was able to crawl as well when his caregivers gave him the opportunity. Speaking of his 'caregivers' he found them quite…odd.

There were 3 different women working at the orphanage. They took care of him as well as any other child but with a strange sense of detachment, like it was just a job to be done.

Now, while that is technically true they only had this quirk when it came to him, the other children they treated as if they were their own. The looks they gave him were reminiscent of a different past he was never able to forget.

Despite these issues Doffy, or rather Naruto now, quickly began a routine to further himself as quickly as he could. He would crawl and perform small exercises to help develop his body and practiced talking when no one was around. It wouldn't do to have a_d_u_l_ts hear a 6-month-old speaking words it shouldn't yet know.

Furthermore, he had continued to investigate the energy that he discovered early on in his new life. He could feel The Entity's energy still, but it seemed almost muted, trickling into him from somewhere he couldn't identify. The beast itself seemed to be almost asleep, no longer aware and watching him as it did when he first arrived in this new world.

His own energy, separate from the beasts, was now much 'larger' than before. If he concentrated he could control it to some degree, moving it around through bizarre channels in his body, but he didn't know what it was or what he was doing. He continued to manipulate it regardless, trying to piece together its purpose but still hasn't discovered it yet.

Looking around, Doffy/Naruto found that the room he was in, a rather large nursery with other cribs and infants, was currently missing any caretaker, with the other children currently asleep or content on their own. He used this opportunity to sit his small and still pudgy body up. He stood on wobbly legs and, using the sides of the crib as support, practiced walking around the edge of the crib. Using his Haki, he made sure to watch anyone approaching the room.

He had been practicing for a few minutes, when he suddenly felt two large auras in the other room approaching the nursery. As quickly as he was able, he laid down and stared at the ceiling, making small movements and sounds to give the impression the he was just a normal six-month old baby.

The door opened a moment later and the two powerful auras walked into the room. With his ears now in much better 'condition' he was able to make out what they were saying.

”Which one is he?”, a voice, deep and slightly rough, asked its counterpart.

”He's just over there, in the corner of the room.”, another voice this one sounding older and belonging to what would seem to be a rather heavy smoker.

The two strangers walked to the right side of his crib, looking over him allowing Doffy to see who was interrupting his training session. The man on the right had bright white hair, it was long, tied in a ponytail behind him with two large bangs framing his face. He had a strange headband on with the kanji for ”Oil” upon. His face looked somewhat young with but a small wart on his nose, but his white hair made it hard to discern his age.

The other was considerably shorter than the white-haired man, and older as well, with gaunt skin and liver spots dotting his face. He was wearing white robes and strange diamond shaped hat.

The two looked down upon him until one finally spoke up. ”So Jiraiya, care to explain why it took you six months to respond to my summons?”, the older one spoke, his face seemingly calm but clearly, he was irritated.

The taller man, Jiraiya, hesitated for a moment, his face set in stone, then he responded. ”When I got news that Minato and Kushina were dead, I immediately set my spy network to ensure that no news was spread about their child.”

The old man's face flashed a hint of irritation before calming, then speaking again. ”And it took you six months to accomplish this? Without any contact with your home that had just lost their Fourth Hokage?”.

At the mention of this 'Fourth Hokage' Jiraiya visibly flinched. He was silent for a moment, his eyes taking on a hint of sadness. His reply was quiet, with a tone of defeat, ”Yeah…”.

The two stood there for a moment, silent, continuing to look down on Doffy/Naruto as he continued his charade. The old man let out a small sigh. ”Very well, what are you going to do now then? The boy has no other family and you are his godfather Jiraiya.”

The white-haired man took in a large breath of air, held it for a moment and then released a large sigh. ”Well, I can't imagine myself taking him in, I'm just not father material honestly, even if it's just as a Godfather”, he said, an arm reaching behind him to scratch the nape of his neck. ”Honestly, he'd probably have a better childhood here, in the Leaf Village.”

The older man glanced at Jiraiya, who did not meet his gaze. ”You're sure about this then? If he finds this out he may not forgive you.”

Jiraiya continued to look down, not even truly looking at Naruto anymore. ”Yeah, i-…I'm sure”, Jiraiya's voice was quiet and the older man closed his eyes for a moment.

”Very well”, he said, opening his eyes to look at Naruto, ”He'll be raised through the Leaf's orphanage services then. I'll look after him as best I can Jiraiya, but I am Hokage again, and I am not as young as I once was.”

Jiraiya quickly responded, ”I understand Sarutobi Sensei”, almost interrupting the older man.

The two stood there a little more before Jiraiya vanished in a small puff of smoke. Sarutobi sighed, ”He could at least leave the building normally”, he grumbled, taking one last look at Naruto before walking out of the room, gently closing the door behind him.

Doffy, sensing that the old man was gone with his Haki, stopped his small charade and thought about the conversation he had witnessed. 'So, it would seem one of my parents, Minato and Kushina, was rather important, this 'Fourth Hokage'. I know where I am now too, the Leaf Village, quite a strange name.'

Doffy continued to parse through the conversation. 'I have one more family member as well, a Godfather, Jiraiya.' Doffy mouthed the name of the Godfather that abandoned him, then said the name aloud. With that name firmly in his mind Doffy stood back up and continued his training, with a smile that did not belong on a child's face.

2 Years; Naruto Uzumaki, or rather Donquixote Doflamingo, was finally 2 years old. Last year, he was finally moved out of the nursery and was given his own room to sleep in. It was rather small, more like a closet than anything else, but unlike everyone else in the orphanage he did not have to share the room, giving him the privacy needed to continue his training.

He also was finally able to go outside as well, to the small playground just outside the orphanage and see just what kind of village he lived in. When Jiraiya had called his new home the Leaf Village, he was expecting just that, a village.

Instead, he was greeted by a large city, with oddly shaped buildings and various pipes and wires traveling across them. This 'village' was unlike any other he had ever seen, which was saying something.

He also took notice to the large mountain with four large stone faces engraved onto them, overlooking the village. He recognized the Hokage, Sarutobi from his encounter with him, meaning the last face on the right must be the Fourth Hokage, his father Minato. An important man indeed, to have something like that dedicated to you.

Doffy had also made an effort to try and… socialize with the other children. Needless to say, that ended in disaster.

For one thing their vocabulary was extremely limited compared to his own making conversation utterly meaningless. Their games were far too simple and trivial for him to take part in. Also, he got the feeling that the other children didn't like him much. He didn't know why though! He made sure to have his best smile on his face as much as he could, almost always!

Oh well, it didn't really matter. These children were just orphans after all, no one important. There was no need to start building any relationsh_i_p_s with the rabble after all. He had his eyes on much bigger prizes.

This 'village' was ruled by those with the title of Hokage. The current Hokage, who he learned was named Hiruzen Sarutobi, would visit the orphanage now and again. Though he made it seem he was just visiting the 'unfortunate' children without parents, Doffy knew that he was really checking up on him.

Sarutobi would also come to deliver a sales pitch about being 'ninja', this villages military force, of which the strongest was elected as Hokage. He explained to the Orphanage that children can go and attend an academy where they would learn how to become the heroes that protected their home: Ninja.

It did not take Doffy long to decide that the Ninja Academy would be his first stepping stone in his new life, telling the Hokage to sign him up. But there was something else that was bothering him as well. Small things about his new home that had puzzled and slightly worried him.

For one, he had heard no mention of either the World Government or the Marines in the past 2 years. The naming conventions here were also different. The style of names were different than what he was used to, usually more complex than simply 'Trebol' or 'Baby 5'. Everyone here also would introduce their given names first and surnames last if they had one, the opposite of what he was used to.

He had no way to confirm it but, he didn't think he was in Kansas anymore. Regardless, Naruto Uzumaki continued his life in the orphanage, a grin on his face and a diamond shaped hat in mind.

Aneko Hamadate did not like Naruto Uzumaki. She had run this orphanage for almost 20 years now and, while there was the occasional bad apple, never in her life would she say that she did not like any one of the children living in her orphanage. Naruto Uzumaki changed that.

She knew that young Naruto was the Jinchūriki of the Nine Tailed Fox, that was really an open secret at this point, but that wasn't why she did not like him. No, there was something else, something off about the child.