Note: This story may cause an uncontrollable amount of tears, heartache and sad thoughts. With that said, let the story commence.
Arlong's Point of View:
H…
He…
He's… dead.
He's dead.
He's really dead.
Fisher Tiger. My friend. My big brother. He's dead. Somehow, I just can't wrap my mind around it.
Dead. Gone.
I'll never see him again. Never hear him laugh or carry on in a conversation with me or anyone ever again. Never again... He's gone. Forever. No way to change that.
They killed him. They killed my best friend. They murdered my big brother. The one person I cared about more than anything else in the world. I loved him more than my own life.
And the humans just killed him. And there was nothing in the world I could do to save him from his death.
Blood. Tiger's blood. God… It feels like all I can see is his blood. Seeping into my shoes; seeping into my soul. My brother's blood covers everything in its crimson blanket, smelling of iron and the meaningless waste of Fishman life.
Why are you crying, Jinbe? No! Don't do that! Don't be upset! It was my fault, not yours! Listen! There was nothing I could do! It was my fault so… So just don't hate me...
I'll make it right. Somehow, I will make everything right.
These humans will pay. All of them will pay.
I am going to kill each and every human here as punishment for his death. For every drop of Tiger's blood that has been spilled, I will draw a hundred drops of blood from the human enemy.
Die! All of you die! Die, and kneel before the superior race! Kneel in the mud like the filthy swine you are! Kneel before me and die!
It didn't take long… before I was captured I mean. I never got to take my revenge on those humans who betrayed my brother.
…Jinbe…you're still crying. Why are you crying? I tried to kill the humans responsible for Tiger's death. I thought that would make you happy.
No, don't look at me like that! Don't hate me! Please… I couldn't bear to lose you, too…
It's okay. Everything is fine.
Please, stop crying, Jinbe. No! I don't want to fight you, brother! Please… I only did what I did for Tiger!
It's still raining and my body aches as I watch my remaining brother start to disappear in the distance. Even now, I feel as though the very sky itself mourns for Tiger's passing.
It mourns because I will it to do the same.
I command the skies to mourn for him, to pour forth their tears to cleanse away this bloody mess and these bloody fights. Wash it away, soak it into the earth. Just take it all away. I don't want to feel the pain anymore.
Emptiness.
Heartache.
They're all that's left, isn't there?
All I can feel is pain. Burning me, consuming me, devouring me whole. It hurts so much I can hardly stand it.
I want it to stop. I want everything to stop. Eat up all my misery until all I have left is a single desire. A desire to make them pay. Yes… The humans will feel pain within their bodies as I feel my own pain within my own.
I will make the pain go away by ending this inferior race. I will find a way to make them pay for what they did to Tiger. For what they did to me. For what they do to all Fishmen. I will end all pain for every one of my kind.
Jinbe, you can stop crying now. I know you may not hear me right now, but I am going to change things for the better. And once I'm finished with this pathetic race, you will never have to cry again, brother.
Pick yourself up, Jinbe. And find it in your heart to forgive me for what I'm about to do.