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Chapter 15 - World politics

Battleship graveyard, Marineford

The resting place of old vessels was being wrecked by the thunderous fists of Garp and Ramos. The two Marines were beating the knuckles into the rusting metal without stopping, each punch echoed across the area, muffling their frustrated growls.

Aokiji watched the two with boredom. "You two have been at this for an hour...let the ships rest in peace." He sighed, wiping debris from his suit.

Garp, embedding his fist into another unfortunate ship, turned to his eldest student, "That brat Ace joined the Whitebeard pirates."

Bang!

Ramos continued his relentless punches, blood spilling from the small cuts. The crushing defeat of Raleigh flashed in his mind.

"That old man was toying with me the whole time." He gritted his teeth.

Aokiji let out a tired sigh, "Well, one is called the Dark King, and the other was raised by pirates...I don't know what you two expected. "Aokiji stated.

"SHUT UP!" The two simultaneously barked at him.

[Ramen restaurant]

Ramos was devouring Noodles at an alarming rate, already 5 bowls in the Marine seemed to have no intention of stopping his gluttony. Doll sat on his right, with her bowl not even halfway done, and she was full on judging him, "You're his student in every aspect. " She rolled her eyes.

Tashigi, to her right, was embarrassed by her superior. "Ramos-kun...please slow down." She whispered.

Ramos halted his fast eating to gulp down his food. "Tashigi –eat up, after this, we're going to train with someone you'll definitely hate."

"Who?" Tashigi pressed him.

"Don't worry about it~Doll, do you want to–"

"Yes and no holding back." She interrupted.

"Great." Ramos grinned with budding excitement.

[The Mobey Dick]

The gigantic ship landed on the shores of an unknown island in the Strong World. Ace, now 19, sat by the ship's railing, wide-eyed at the battle below. "Pops isn't holding back this time. " He awed.

Marco, the second in command smirked at his reaction, "Pops is the strongest for a reason. " He boasted.

On the Island below, Whitebeard and Shanks, two Yonko were in a heated duel, their strikes decimated the Island, craters, and fallen trees littered the once vibrant land.

The two monsters are grinning like demons as the battle that started off as a friendly duel, now their hunger for battle is displayed to its fullest.

Ben Beckham, sat by a boulder at a safe distance from the clash, "Captain just can't resist a fight." He chuckled.

Shanks avoided a tremor attack from the old giant, responding with a horizontal red slash, emitting haki in the direction of Whitebeard.

Whitebeard slashed the air, creating cracks that filled the air.

BOOM!

A sphere of an entrancing mix of red, black, and white energy engulfed the Island. Black lightning cracked around the Island. Ace covered his his at the blinding light.

The Mobey Dick shook at the haki bursts. Marco stood there glued to the destructive force, ready to defend the ship at any moment. "The steady balance of power." He muttered.

Marshall D Teach, a member of the Whitebeard Pirates also observed the battle, wide-eyed at the true pinnacle of strength in the 4 Blues. "The power to shape the world. " He grinned manically, knuckles grasping the railing. "True power..."

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