The Vice Captain of the WhiteBeard Pirates

Silence permeated through the room as we stared at each other, and before Whitebeard could inquire as to why, I went on and said, "I.....will be going.....with you." More silence dominated the room once more. Whitebeard let off a hearty laugh that shook the ground once more. 'Seriously, how strong do you have to be to make the ground shake everytime you laugh?' I thought to myself bitterly. Pops looked at me once again and put his hand on my shoulder as he was saying, "Very well! How could I say no to a son who wants to be with his father?!?!" He kept laughing, but then stopped after a quick minute. He then turned back to me and asked, "Then who will take the others somewhere safe while we go?" It was then I started to remember that there were some pirates within the crew growing to relevancy, one of them being Marco after he ate a pineapple shaped fruit that turned out to be the bird bird fruit model: phoenix.

I responded with that thought in mind, "Why don't you.....try Marco?" Whitebeard looked at me in thought before briefly laughing and agreeing with me. Marco had been slowly proving himself to be a sufficient leader while we were sailing. I did feel kind of bad for never fostering the same kind of communication with the rest of the crew as Marco had. However, I don't think that my relationship with them was too bad either. There were times I would sit and drink with them as well, listening to the random stories they would tell each other while drinking, or when they were drunk. I could tell that they liked me, but their fear of me simply overwhelmed their affinity to me; but that was okay, I had a feeling they would get used to my behaviour eventually. 'First impressions do matter, after all." I thought to myself as we met the rest of the crew where we docked. 

Whitebeard wasn't planning on revealing this plan to the rest of the crew until at most two weeks remained till the beginning of the operation. The operation was to be kept as closed as possible, and the only reason that Whitebeard had found out was because Roger had informed him with the conversation he had with Garp. We all got on the ship and set course to the New World, it didn't take long for us to surface. The sky was dark and we were met with an intense shower of rain, the New World was infamous for its perculiar weather at certain times within the sea. However, the weather that greeted us was rather normal, making it even more perculiar.

Whitebeard ordered the helmsman to take the ship to the closest island near where we surfaced. The island in question would have had to be Punk Hazard, the island in which would not only poisoned in the future, but also in which two of the three admirals would fight each other for the position of fleet admiral; forever changing the climate of the island. As days went by and we got closer and closer to the island, I managed to sense a ship in the distance that was docked at the same island as we were heading to. The closer we got to the island, the more detailed the ship became; and soon the Oro Jackson, ship of the Roger Pirates, came into full view. We docked next to the ship and as we went out, I could hear the growing murmurs of the pirates behind me. It seemed that they also recognized the Jolly Roger of the ship, and they were expecting a tough fight ahead. 

We slowly trudged through the forest, Whitebeard being the one leading us through the forest. Tensions were high within the crew, the Roger pirates had gained quite the notoriety for being powerful. The pirate group that faced them had no chance of winning, they were crushed effieciently and mercilessly. I picked up a scent of fire and wine pretty soon as we reached the middle of the forest. I still didn't know why he decided to meet with Roger with the entire crew in tow, but it was too late to question him now. The best I could do now was to follow him and help out as much as I could. 

We finally saw the Roger Pirates, they all sat intimidatingly and glared at us as we approached. I heard bubbly laughter as we approached the camp. Roger, a man with short black hair and tanned skin, welcomed us with a hearty smile, "Whitebeard! It's been a while friend!! How have you and you're crew been holding up?" Whitebeard greeted him with an equally hearty smile, "It has been a while, Roger, my family continues to grow; as you can see!!!" They both let out a hearty laugh at each other while facing each other at opposite directions. Suddenly, they both stared at each other and let their Conqurer's haki loose. An impact could be heard as their wills collided vicously, Black lightning with red outlines began sparkling around both Pops and Roger. It appeared that their rivalry went all the way back to times like this.

While I was watching their haki's clash, I felt a hand suddenly touch my shoulders. When I turned back to look; who was it other than Silvers Rayleigh! His blonde hair glistening under the cloudy sky, the aura that came off of him resembled that of a sharp knife that was sheathed. Just waiting to be drawn, he gave me a kind smile that failed to reach his eyes, which were filled with a battle-hungry light. he said to me, "Young man, the haki that you let off is quite stronger than the rest of your crew. The only one out of the norm after you is that pineapple headed brat. Care to spar with me?" I could only nod at him in compliance, this would be a perfect time to test out the skills I had been honing since I got the axe. Also, I wondered how close I was to being the strongest in this world. Slowly but surely, I was beginning to get excited.