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The old man’s gonna owe me one after this, getting me involved in this stupid war.
Not that he asked for my help or even knew that I was here, but let’s be honest, he can’t do it without my radiant self. I even left Kevin behind for this, he should be honoured.
Thankfully, I didn’t arrive late to the party, getting there right after the crouton himself. While that happened, his idiot kid had been talking with the other fossil.
I swear we could run a whole hospice ward with the sheer amount of old people present. This was supposed to be an execution for Nika’s sake, not a meet n’ greet of the old era.
Whitebeard’s crew (and various allies) were ready to fight for the captured kid, it was honestly kind of sweet to see them all so intent on saving the boy, risking their lives for a single one.
“Wasp, the coms are down, you can take down troops in the back. Make sure you aren’t seen much,” I order, directing the man.
“B, spread your bees and report back to us if you hear anything noteworthy, other than that, stay out of sight with [ ]. Only I will be seen today, we need to make sure of that.”
Nobody could know about our tactics and forces yet. If they saw the way we fight, it would be easy to counterattack.
“Aye Captn’, sounds like a plan! I’ll have plenty o’ fun.” The man was maybe a bit too excited to crash a war between the two great powers.
“Hey! Why does Wasp always get to do the fun stuff!? I’m always the one protecting [ ]. You better beelieve I won’t stand for this,” they whine.
And… there goes the sibling rivalry.
“[ ] is one of the most important parts of our plan, we can’t have the navy knowing he’s breaking off their coms and your powers are the most suited to protecting him.”
This was the umpteenth time they had this conversation, he was getting tired of it. Hajime usually did this stuff, but of course, he couldn’t come.
“Wasp can also paralyze people, which is good against large crowds, plus it’s advantageous for us if you stay away from the fight for when we need information.”
I could almost see the lightning (and the bees) buzzing between the two.
“Just do your jobs," I sigh.
“Aye, Captain.” They say, for once, in unison.
As we split up, I hoped that nothing would go to shit in our quickly formulated plan.
My simple but demanding job was to step in if, and only if, I was needed in battle. Walking into the limelight as a cunning villain to the navy and a shining hero to the pirates. My job usually demanded for me to stay hidden and work from the shadows, so this was sliiiiiightly out of my comfort zone.
For now though, I would run along with the Whitebeards and get a few words in with the old man himself.
My steps were quick and silent, years of sneaking around and running a whole spy network might have something to do with it.
My way to the Moby Dick was rudely interrupted a few times, like when the water froze over solid and when, a bit after, Akainu threw a magma punch in my general direction (damn attention seeker).
I scrambled to dodge him as I slipped and stumbled across the FREAKING ice (it would’ve been so much easier to just swim there).
Screw Aokiji and his STUPID powers.
I then finally arrived at the admittedly, very cute, whale ship, jumping on next to Whitebeard, who was trying to look less like the old man that he was (he’s in denial).
“Hey Oyaji, how’s the weather up there? I heard there was a chance of cannonballs in high altitudes.”
Making fun of the elderly has never been this amusing.
“And what do I owe the pleasure, Eclipse? I don’t remember ever seeking your assistance, this is a family matter.”
It was to be expected, Whitebeard is a very proud man.
I gasp in mock offence, “I’m hurt, I thought we got along, old man! I honestly don’t care what you think, I’m already involved anyway.”
I was not going to give him a choice, I wanted to help and that was final.
“Brats these days are so insistent. I see that I cannot sway you in your decision. I won’t stop you.”
He was cooperating a lot more than I expected.
“That’s more like iiiIIS THAT A WHOLE GODDAMN SHIP!?!? WHAT THE FUCK!?”
That was, indeed, a ship, falling from the sky, or at least falling from the giant wave of ice Newgate and Kuzan made with a team effort.
“They really weren’t kidding when they said the weather would be bad, huh?” I mumbled in disbelief.
With the falling marine vessel came a horde of prisoners I could only assume were from Impel Down, since Iva-chan and Inazuma were with the whole lot.
Down with them comes a certain straw hatted boy. As one knows, you can’t have a ship falling from the sky without a supernova falling with it.
The crash was loud, resonating through the battlegrounds, the ice beneath the ship giving from the weight and making giant cracks in the ice.
It unfortunately wasn't enough to get rid of the darn skating rink.
“Looks like that’s my que, I’ll see you around. If anybody asks, I'm simply your secret love child. Toodaloo.”
I jumped off the ship, onto the ice, dodging the cracks and moving from block to block, getting as close to the shore as I could without being noticed.
”Wow, Sengoku is having a whole meltdown over there, Aokiji might be able to cool him down. Man, I wish I was in the marines for the simple reason that he looks fucking ridiculous when that happens. B and Wasp really serve a purpose am I right? Maybe I should've sent them in instead of her.” I mutter amusedly to myself.
His face was truly priceless, as he couldn’t communicate with any of his rapidly dwindling forces, the sound (and their heads) having been cut off.
“Sorry, but who are you?” A random marine asks.
Oh shit, I forgot I wasn’t alone.
“Uhhhhhhhhh… your dad?”
Okay nope, this isn’t my problem, running was the only option in this situation.
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Spotting a bee, I beckon over it and let it rest on my finger, whispering to it: “Tell [ ] to undo his ability on the speakers and the clown's video snail, Sengoku’s gonna make an important announcement soon enough.”
The bee saluted, then flew away. I knew I had been heard.
Sitting on the sidelines would do for now, I wouldn’t interfere much more.
I must say, the show Strawhat was putting on would ruffle some feathers in the world government’s ranks.
Having the will of D was one thing, but picking a fight with the assholes themselves not once, but twice would really anger them.
The battle rang on, pirates and marines dying left and right. Familiar faces could be seen all throughout.
Then, the spunky brat did something no one expected from him, the idiot picked a fight with the strongest man in the flesh and the old man just laughed it off. Personally, I wouldn’t let that slide, you can’t just insult a man like him… wait… I did worse…
Eh, whatever. Not my problem anymore.
Strawhat then ran into battle, declaring that he would save his brother.
...Excuse me, brother? That’s definitely new information to me, I don’t think he can surprise me much more.
“He was raised along Fire Fist Ace as his step brother and if that’s not bad enough, he’s the biological son of the revolutionary Dragon.”
“Haa.. ha... ha….. I must’ve heard wrong. That man, that guy, has a son? Dragon, you fool.”
The only thing I could do was let out a laugh. Him having a kid was definitely not on my bingo card, let alone one so... energetic.
Dragon’s child pushed on, getting the help of pirates and revolutionaries alike. It was surprising, the kid made it all the way to the execution stand, making people foster their hope even when Whitebeard was stabbed in the back (front) by one of his allies, even when magma rained from the sky melting the ice beneath their feet making a boiling mess of the ice (Haha! YES!!!).
I could forgive Akainu this once because now the ice was finally gone and replaced by what I could only describe as the perfect environment.
Strawbrat broke the other idiot out of his seastone cuffs with the help of a… candle?
You know what, no more questions.
“Guess I won’t need to do anything," I mused with a smile.
Everything was going great.
The kids: alive. The bad guys: in the dust!
Nothing could go wrong.
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Maybe things could go wrong.
The magma fire dude was insulting Oyaji… in front of the brat… to anger him, and Ace stopped. He fucKING stopped to face a fucking admiral. I did not sign up to save a kid with a death wish!
“I swear to god, if he gets himself killed after this...” I murmured under my breath.
I ran, not for my life, but for the child I swore to save.
It all came in a flash.
A dropped vivre card, a magma punch going straight for straw hat, someone going in between to intercept the hit.
Not on my watch.