A/N: Hi there everyone, this is my first fan fiction story so I hope you like it. Your advice is very important to me so I'd really appreciate it if you reviewed it and told me what you liked and/or disliked about it after every chapter. Again, I hope you like it and a special thank you to those of you that actually read this story of mine! This is a Fem!Luffy x Zoro story so if you don't think you'll like it, don't read... But I hope you do anyway!

Disclaimer: I do not own One Piece or its characters! I only take credit for the story idea in which this story is made from! Although I might change the original characters appearance and/or attitude a bit to better fit my story's plot! Again 'I don't own One Piece'!

Warning: This story WILL NOT be a lemon, but may or may not imply sexual content and/or violence. So for the readers sake, this story is rated 'M' for mature! It will however have heated kissing and fluff! P.S: I might also make up some characters to fit into my story as permanent role because I like making new people and hate repetition.

Summary: Monkey D. Lucy is born in the Grandline and has been raised by Whitebeard since a week after her birth, due to tragedy. As she grows up she unlocks her haki, eats a mythical zoan type devil fruit and learns the ways of a pirate. All to follow her dream of becoming The Pirate Queen!

Prologue: Where it started

It was a dark and stormy night in a small nameless village on an unimportant island in the Grandline. The only sounds being made besides those from the storm could be traced back to the small clinic, as it was the only place anyone was still wide awake this late at night. The only doctor in the village and his assistant/wife were in the process of delivering a baby and were almost done, just a few more minutes and it would all be over. Right then the mother let out one last agonized scream while pushing with all her strength.

It was quiet for but only a moment before the wailing of a new-born filled the air but all was not well as just as the doctor finished bundling the infant in a blanket and handed to the father, the mother was fighting and loosing a battle to survive as she'd lost too much blood. The father stood quietly, still holding the now silent baby while watching his wife take her last living breath, only to say two words with a small smile gracing her ghostly pale lips.

"My Lucy." Before she closed her eyes, never to open then again.

Time Skip: A week later on the deck of the Mobey Dick

Standing in the shadows on the deck of the Mobey Dick, the flag-ship of the Whitebeard pirates, Dragon had to be cautious. And if he played his cards right, he'd have his daughter a mostly safe place to grow up. Thinking of her made him shift her slight weight in his arms to a more comfortable place for the sleeping infant hidden by his greenish-brown cloak.

'Well' he thought to himself 'I'd better make my presence known so that I can get this over with.' With that thought in mind, he walked right up to Whitebeard, all the while getting disbelieving stares and suspicious glares from the surrounding crew members. He stopped a mere five meters away from the giant-sized pirate captain. They stared at each other for a few moments before Whitebeard finally asked the one question on all of their minds.

"What business do you have to be on my ship, Dragon? If I don't like your answer, and trust me you'll know, then you have all of ten seconds to leave before I use force!" At this Dragon smiled slightly and said in a voice loud enough for all to hear.

"I have a favor to ask of you if you'll listen."

Whitebeard thought about that for a moment before sighing and nodding his head in consent to his request. Dragon paused for a moment to think about how to word his request and gather his scattered thoughts. When he was finished he looked Whitebeard in the eye with a serious yet determined glint in his own that slightly surprised Whitebeard before saying.

"My wife died a week ago, right after giving birth to our only child. And though I want to, I know that I can't take her with me. Just imagining the danger she'd be in if the wrong people found out her relation to me, its maddening. So as a father I can't let that happen and the only one I can think of that could keep her safe is you."

By the time he finished speaking, everyone was wide-eyed and slack-jawed, even Whitebeard himself couldn't hide his shock at that time. Whispers of disbelief spread through the crew like wildfire until Whitebeard called for silence.

"Why ask me and not that old koot you call a father?"

Whitebeard just had to know. Dragon just laughed a bit bitterly and said.

"I don't want her to grow up feeling like she has no freedom, and he'd no doubt, force her to become a marine and who knows what kind of hellish torture he'd put her through for the sake of what he'd swear was training! As her father, no as a human being, I'd never allow that to happen!"

By the time he was done with his little speech, everyone was nodding in agreement.

"So." Whitebeard started. "What you're asking me to do is watch over and protect you brat so she doesn't end up dead, mentally scared and/or insane under the tyrannical rule of her grandfather. Is that about right?"

When he was done he had a bit of a smile twitching at his lips. Dragon shook his head slightly and said.

"Not just that, I want you to give her a home that she could always return to and a place in your family so that she'll never be alone."

Whitebeard's eyes widened once again when he realized what this favor entailed. Dragon wasn't just asking him to protect her, no it was more. He was asking them to love her as a part of their family despite the dangers of a pirates life. So that meant that this babysitting thing wasn't that at all, it was a permanent deal. The girl would likely never see him again if he were to accept. Whitebeard thought long and hard about this for the next ten minutes and finally came to a decision. Whitebeard sighed before asking a question.

"So it's a permanent fix, huh? You know for a moment I thought that you'd ask me to watch over her until you found a nice and quiet little island that had a decent population with a family that was willing to adopt her or something along those lines. And you know that if you go through with this, then she'll likely never know who you are."

Dragon nodded his head solemnly before saying.

"I'm well aware of the consequences of my actions but I also don't want to put her in unnecessary danger. If I did give her to a normal family on an unknown island, then there's always the chance of that island facing a pirate raid, corrupt government scum-bags and other disastrous outcomes. And as I said before 'if someone were to link us together and the wrong people found out, she'd die before she even had the chance to really live. If she's anything like me or her mother, then I know for a fact that a sheltered life will not satisfy her and she'll end up bolting the first chance she gets.'

But with you she can have a family that loves her, a home in which she can always return to, the comfort of protection, knowledge on how to survive on her own if she must and so much more. "And if my hunch is correct, she already has haki. I'm just not entirely sure on which kind, but she does have a strange effect on people when she cries. It's as if she's demanding something and its like some sort of invisible force is whispering in your ear, telling you exactly what she wants and compelling you to get it for her."

By now Dragon seemed to be rambling, as if not even noticing the seemingly unbelievable words leaving his mouth. Whitebeard had nearly choked on his own spit hearing about an infant that was already showing signs of haki.

'But' he thought with a grimace. 'If what Dragon is saying is true then he was right about not leaving her in the care of normal people and about the other stuff as well.' Whitebeard let yet another sigh escape his lips before saying.

"I think I've heard enough. So what's her name and birth date? I think it only fitting that I know these things about my new daughter. And where is the little brat anyway?"

As he said this, Dragon was pulled out of his own thoughts. He thought for another second about the name because he hadn't really given it much thought in the first place but that's when he remembered his late wife's last words. 'My Lucy.' The memory brought a slight smile to his face. And then in a voice loud enough for everyone to hear, he said.

"Her name is Lucy, Monkey D. Lucy. Her date of birth is exactly one week ago today."

As he said this, his slight smile grew with every word spoken. Whitebeard looked surprised for a split second before again, asking where the brat was. Dragon just smirked and removed his cloak with the hand that wasn't holding a bundled up Lucy, who, when looking at her you could tell that she'd been awake for a while just quietly listening to them speak. Looking closely at her you could see her ebony black hair and surprisingly alert and sparkly black eyes. When looking straight into them, it was like they pulled you into their seemingly endless depths.

That's just how deep they looked. All eyes were on her and by the way she turned her head this way and that, she knew it. And as if sensing that he was staring at her she looked right at him and reached out her pink and pudgy little hand to him as if asking for his attention. Whitebeard was stunned to say the least. To see a baby, an infant no less, look so aware and actually reach out to him like she knew what she was doing, it was just unreal.

Then he threw his head back and laughed, once he was done he looked back down to see her still reaching out to him and right then and there he knew that he'd protect her as if she were his own flesh and blood. Looking around at his crew, he saw the same look of affection on all of their faces that he knew was on his as well. Looking down at her once more before looking at Dragon to see that he had a smug look on his face, a face that said 'I knew this would happen and I'm glad it did.'

At that face, Whitebeard just shook his head, still grinning like a fool. Reaching out his giant hands, he plucked the child out her father's arms and brought her right up to his face and said.

"My new daughter, Lucy, welcome to your new family and home aboard the Mobey Dick."

The little girl smiled at him slightly like she understood what he was saying. Tucking her into the crook of his left arm and looking back to her father, who was just about to leave as he'd accomplished his goal of finding a safe place for his daughter to live, and stopped him for one last question that was rather important. He asked.

"One more question Dragon."

He waited for the man to stop and turn around to face him before continuing.

"Would you like me to tell her about you or give her a message from you when she grows up and starts asking about why she doesn't have any parents?"

This got Dragon to stop and think for a moment. A few minutes later after finally deciding on something, he said quietly, so no one but Whitebeard could hear him.

"Live your life to the fullest and follow your dreams, whatever they maybe and let nothing stand in the way of your ambitions! And if it's about who I am then tell her who I am and why I gave her up and about her mother. But also tell her not to blame herself for her mother's death, as she followed her dreams of being free, lived a good life and had no regrets."

As soon as he was done with his message that was to be delivered to his daughter, he left and was gone without a trace. Whitebeard thought about the message and found it fitting for this girl as she still had her whole life ahead of her and with a name like hers, she was bound to do big things with her life. And if she was anything like her father and/or grandfather then his relatively peaceful life was going to be turned upside down in the near and far future! And for better or worse, they had a new family member to take care of.