Ramos and crew sailed towards the ship under attack by Germa 66, just located southwest of the North Blue, and they sailed as fast as possible to the coordinates.
Ramos couldn't shake the feeling of unease,
Everything about this mission was vague.
"We're tasked to stop the destruction of a government-owned ship which Germany has targeted." He read the files over again, observing the Cipher Paul agents on board with him. The agents were as described in the textbooks: grey suits, top hats, shades, and unapproachable.
Ramos' observation was noted to be negative emotions toward them; every word spoken was coded, and their explanation of "support " in itself was half-hearted.
Ramos sighed, rubbing his scarred hands. Akainu's marks would follow him until he's 6 feet under.
"Vice-Admiral Ramos. We are near the ship!" His navigator noticed.
Ramos stood at the railings, his hand clenched hard on the wood."What is the meaning of this?" He snapped.
The supposed ship they're supposed to protect is none other than Aphrodite, the vessel that hosts pleasure services. Madame Stussy is the head of the pleasure district.
One of the harsh truths of being a Marine is accepting that the underworld is off-limits to Marines. The underworld is responsible for funding Marine HQ, as nobles, business tycoons, and powerful people all indulge in that world. We who carry the symbol of Justice must turn a blind eye to this truth.
"Why are we here!" Ramos snapped.
"Don't worry about that honey~" A sultry voice spoke in his ears. Sinking her fangs into his neck, he felt his blood being drained.
"Ughhh..." Ramos fainted.
"Mhmmm~you taste so good." Stussy moaned, licking his blood around her lips.
Before his crew could react, Cipher Paul moved, attacking them with finger pistols to the heart and brain. Quick and saves time.
"My–such a handsome man, too bad you're going to be married soon." She pouted, caressing the neck bites she left." Your blood is delicious, Ramos..."
"Stussy. "
"Sigh–very well. Take him." She reluctantly let him go, skywalking to her ship.
The Cipher Paul agents gave a nod before carrying Ramos with them before jumping off the ship. The Aphrodite vessel began firing cannonballs at the ship, tearing the ship to pieces as it prepared to join the sea.
"Pero,pero...pero,pero" Stussy's transponder snail rang out.
Cluck.
"What do you want Doffy?" Stussy asked in annoyance.
"Hello to you-Stussy." A feminine voice laughed.
Donquixote Doflamingo, one of the seven Warlords of the Seas.
"Is the cow captured?"
"Yes, his on his way to Big Mom as we speak."
"Nice work baby~" She purred.
"Do not call me that." Stussy hung up the transponder snail.
Black.
[Dressrosa]
In the royal palace of the land of love and passion, Doflamingo sat on her throne, legs crossed, her tight leggings teasing her meaty legs; she was wearing a white button-up, closed by her midsection. Showing her defined abs and ample chest, showing her cleavage, her beautiful blonde face always has a toothy grin. Pink feather over her.
"Hmmm–this boy is quite the catch–shehehe." Doflamingo laughed.
"With me helping in this engagement, I can finally get Big Mom's favour, maybe I can research on her many bloodlines if I'm careful...The judge is also keen on meeting her; putting in a good word for him will make him in debt to me. YESSS! Two Yonko's and Germa tech to myself is too good a dream." She squealed, tongue out.
"I'll show those nobles who truly are God's children–Shehehehe-"
Ramos finds himself a mere pawn in a game of ruthless kings. The New World devours the weak.
[End of chapter]