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An innocent New Coo flew away from the winter island after delivering a paper to a lithe man with short black hair. Not realizing the war that it had just started, by simply doing its job.
Fire Fist Ace to be Executed at Marineford!
Fire Fist Ace has been turned in by the infamous, new Warlord Blackbeard. Fire Fist Ace is scheduled to be executed in a week’s time…
Everything went numb in that one man’s body after he read the headline, allowing the paper to slip out of his hand and flutter to the ground. How could this happen? How could Ace be captured by a no-name pirate like Blackbeard? Making up his mind that the how didn’t matter, the man spun around facing the Brig Ship floating in the distance, his sea-green eyes glowing with power and anger.
“Hang in there, Ace,” the man said,” Your Big Brother is coming to save you.” He then took off towards the ship sending a small pulse of Haki to his crewmates across the island to prepare to leave.
“You feel that?” said a man in an outfit like a Phoenix, “Looks like the captain has heard the news.” He finished as he looked up from the meat stands around him, towards the tower of a man in a green trench coat.
“Looks like we should head back before they leave without us. I would prefer not to traverse the sea to find the ship.” The man replied, lifting up the majority of the bags of food the duo had purchased.
Nodding, the smaller man grabbed the meat he had purchased and followed after the taller man, feeling a strong sense that once they left the island, they would start a chain reaction that they would not be able to stop.
The sound of metal on metal filled the snow-covered field, where a large muscular man with a white mustache and a smaller man with a large white longsword clashed, sword against bisento. The wave of Haki hit them both as they clashed again, as they shoved against each other, both trying to defeat the other.
“Seems we will get to meet our old men soon.” Said the man with the white mustache, as he shoved again.
“Hnn, we shall see what the captain decides we do first. Knowing him, he will try to split up, half and half to the execution and to Ace.” Replied the smaller man, shoving back. “Let’s finish this and return to the ship to start getting everything ready to leave.”
The taller man smirked as he jumped back and coated his bisento with Haki and charged the smaller man, only to feel a weight slam against his gut, causing him to spit up saliva from the impact. Looking down he saw the shorter man with the back of his blade slammed into his gut. “You fucking wanker.” He grunted as the sword was removed. “You were just fucking with me, weren’t you.” Earning a smirk from the statement, the smaller man just turned towards the docks and walked away.
“Wanker,” the taller man said, before following the man towards their ship.
“Captain!” the group of 11 crewmates greeted their captain as he stepped aboard the ship, dropping his bag into the Captain’s Quarters, knuckles clenched white.
“Captain everything is set to take off.” Said the shortest crewmate on the ship, wearing a dark brown tank-top and camo cargo pants. His camo bucket hat pushed back to see his captains face clearly.
“Good.” The captain said with his back still towards his crew, as he looked out to sea. “Head to Impel Down. Team 1 will try and intercept the marines from transporting Ace. Team 2 will head to Marineford immediately afterward. Just in case Team 1 is too late.” He then spun around to face his crew, addressing them individually.
“Cyrus,” he addressed the short man in Camo, “You will lead Team 2 and head to Marineford. Your goal is to stay hidden until the fight starts. Do not engage any earlier, am I clear?” he received a nod of understanding from the short man.
“Kuzan,” he turned to the tall man in the green trench coat, “Your break from an Admiral is over. You will be part of Team 2. Your job is to slow down the fight as long as possible while not giving away that you are working with us. Do not kill any important figures, I do not need use getting hunted because one of Whitebeards pirates were frozen.”
“Falcone,” the man with the white longsword nodded in acknowledgment, “You will be on Team 2 as well. You will engage your father to keep the casualties low, on both sides. We both know your father will leave once He shows up, and from the information, I have gathered if the fight lasts longer than it should he will arrive. ”
“Angelo,” he addressed the man in leather pants and maroon shirt, “Your job is to swiftly evacuate any Whitebeard or allies form the field that gets injured, and bring them to our infirmary. The lease amount of deaths from wounds being ignored the better.”
“Fisher,” He addressed the red Fishman, “You will hang out in the sea, if I am right, Whitebeard will have the Moby Dick coated. You are to be my liaison with him. Inform him of everything, and fight with him.”
“I will be going into Impel Down and rescue my brother before he reaches the transport ship. Should it go right I am hoping to avoid this war, but should I fail... I will personally shatter the execution stand.”
“Kaku,” the silver-haired man looked at him, “You are with Team 1. I need you with me to treat any injuries that occur in the prison. Magellan has eaten the Venom-Vemon fruit, so I need your strongest anti-venom enmass.”
“Phoenix,” He addressed the man in the suit that resembled his name, “I need you with me. We have two strong Devil Fruits that work the best together. I don’t want the Marines to find out about yours just yet.”
“Jr.” he looked at the tall man with the white mustache, “Your father can handle the Marines for the time being. I want you with me cause I am sure we will need your strength. There are a lot of monsters in the prison that I will not be able to defeat with my level of strength.”
“Dominic,” he addressed the huge blonde man, “Your navigation skills will be needed with us to steer a stolen ship to Marineford when we escape the prison. I know you would rather team 1, but we need your skills.”
“Aurora,” he addressed the only female on the ship, “Your job will be to commander a ship at the prison, sail it out of range, and listen for my signal to pick us up. Do whatever it takes to keep that ship. Without it, we are stuck with Magellan and will be imprisoned.”
“Are we clear on the plan?” he looked around and received nods from all 11 of them. “Great, let's break into an impenetrable, inescapable prison.”