The streets of Loguetown were in a commotion because a teenage boy about sixteen-years-old and a naval captain were in a chase. The boy had silver hair and a jacket with two large vertical slits in the back, covering his exposed chest. His baggy shorts were held on by a large leather belt and were waving through the air.
The marine was a bit older than the boy, had flaming red hair, and wore a traditional navy uniform and gloves. His naval jacket covered two pistol holsters that hung on his belt, while he held the pistols to shoot at the boy running away.
The marine chased the boy shouting, "Henry give that gold back!"
"Hey! C'mon, that's no fun, you'll have to catch me first, John." Henry laughed at the marine chasing him.
"Henry, unless you want Admiral Garp to deal with you, I suggest that you give that back." The marine gasped out as he chased after the boy shooting his pistols at him.
"Garp's in town? Well, that just makes things more interesting. " Henry laughed back. Henry made a sharp left turn just as a bullet passed where his head had been and he ran into an alley way. The back streets of Loguetown were like a maze, but Henry knew these streets perfectly. Except for today when Henry turned too early into an alley and ran into a wall. "Oh no…" He said as he tried to pick up the gold that had fallen when he hit the wall.
"Ha-ha, now you're cornered." John said as he turned into the alleyway and aimed his pistols at Henry.
"Ya know," Henry said in a nervous tone "we're friends, aren't we? Now just put the guns away and I'll give ya back everything."
"Too late." John said as he pulled the trigger.
Henry ducked just in time to avoid the shot. "Hey! That almost hit me!" he yelled to the marine.
"The next one won't miss." The marine growled.
"Ya won't get a chance to fire again." Henry said back with a sly smile as he jumped into the air and his huge bat wings opened up. "You lose." He said sticking his tongue out at John.
"Get back here!" John yelled, shooting his pistols into the air.
"I'm the guy who'll be King of the Pirates. So I can't lose to a marine" Henry said as he beat his wings and climbed higher and higher, and took off flying, until the bullets stopped.
"An' I thought you marines were supposed to be tough." Henry laughed as he flew farther and farther away from the scene.