"Damn." The girl said as she strolled across the battle field. Left right and centre, there were marines and pirates falling to ground, bloodied and bruised, unconscious or dead. She had dodged a bullet that was aimed at her head and turned to face the shooter. "Damn." She muttered as she saw that the shooter was in fact a nervous looking young man who had probably just joined the marines in hopes of becoming a hero to his town and he was obviously unprepared for the war. She shot the shooter with a threatening glare, and it might as well have been a bullet, because the shoot stumbled away in fear.
It had been only minutes before that blackbeard had shocked the world when he had stolen whitebeards power, to be frank, it had shocked her as well. She didn't like the pirate, he was an ass who wanted to control the planet and kill anyone who got in his way. Plus, thanks to him triggering a massive, unexpected earthquake, a marine had gotten blood on her. The girl didn't like being dirty, she especially didn't like it when an idiot's blood was on her. If you were wondering, the girl in question is Leoni Blackdale, more commonly known to the public as the Angel of Death, a pirate with a bounty equivalent to the four pirate emperors. She didn't count as an emperor though, because she had been inactive for ages and the marines had assumed she was dead and as far as anyone knew, she didn't have a crew. She had been separated from her crew when a massive wave had appeared out of nowhere had thrown her off the ship. It would've appeared to be comical if only she hadn't been the one flying – or rather, falling gracefully – to the marine HQ where the largest war in a while was taking place. Her small crew had let out a surprised yelp after their captain as they watched her fly through the sky. Rather than the usual reaction of someone falling to what would usually be their death, Leoni had only been irritated and muttered, "Damn."
The odd thing was that she was not the only one falling out of the sky, there appeared to be a battleship with all of its crew falling next to her. A couple of them caught her eye; there was the world-renown cross dressing weirdo, Iva, there were two shikibukai, Jimbei, the knight of the sea, and Crocodile, the sandman. But the one that drew most of her attention was the boy with a scar under his left eye and a straw hat resting on his head, Strawhat Luffy, the boy with a three hundred million beli bounty. Granted, he looked exactly like he did in the wanted poster, but Leoni wasn't expecting him to look so excited as he hurtled toward the battle. Leoni kept up with current events from time to time and she knew that Portegas D. Ace was being executed that day and whitebeard had made it his goal to save his 'son.' But she had to wonder why one of the young 'over-one-hundred-million rookies' was going on a suicide mission to save Ace. Not that she cared.
The group of falling pirates landed, most of them on their asses, but Strawhat, Iva, the shikibukai, and Leoni had easily landed on their feet. She smiled as everyone of the battlefield stopped for a moment and stared at the newly fallen spectacle. "What the hell?" Many marines muttered. This was the most public place Leoni had ever been because she had made an effort along with her crew to reach the final island without causing too much of a ruckus. But it was too late; she was standing dead centre of the battle field standing next to revolutionaries, prisoners, pirates, and 'traitors.' She couldn't play dead anymore, so what could stop her from having some fun while her crew struggled to find her. So when Strawhat let out a roar for 'what-she-figured-to-be-his-brother' and he knocked out a couple of marines and the battle re-started. She joined in.
Bullets, punched, screams of pain and anger. It was everywhere. It reminded Leoni of the good old days, when she had earned her nickname of 'the angel of death.'
A couple of high ranking devil fruit users where fighting against one another. And a couple of them tried to target her. She wouldn't go all out in the fight, it would draw way too much attention and potentially harm her crew, but nothing stopped her from kicking a couple thousand marine's asses.
It was only when she realized that she was on the wrong side, the marine side, when whitebeard had split the island that she stopped fighting. "Damn." The word escaped her throat again, it seemed like that was the only thing she was saying nowadays. A couple of marines noticed she wasn't wearing a uniform and tried to kill her while she was staring at the almighty whitebeard in his last moment alive, but she killed them instantly without even needing to look around. She was a swordswoman, even when she didn't look like she was paying attention, she was paying attention.
Whitebeard died standing and she had let a silent applaud ring through her head as she paid her respects to one of the strongest men on earth. But that was when Marshall D. Teach had to ruin the moment and throw a cloak over the great man. She yearned to see what they were doing to the body and when the cloak was removed and Blackbeard revealed his new power, she had been surprised, a rare occurrence in her life.
That was when Blackbeard had brought upon an uncontrolled earthquake and an idiot marine shot a fellow marine whose blood splattered over her loose white shirt. She was wearing her usual black pants, white shirt with leather army boots and her black hair tied up in a tall pony tail with her single sword tied tightly to her waste. It was her favourite outfit, and for it to be stained with an idiot's blood at a time coinciding to a great man's unacceptable death and an ass gaining the power to end the world. Heads needed to roll.
It had been a while since she had got full force in a fight, but the feeling was sill the same. The overwhelming amount of adrenaline that pumped through her veins, she had the only devil fruit that's only purpose was for killing. Sure, the darkness seemed pretty deadly, but it was also used for removing light, which is rather useful when watching a movie. And the magma logia that admiral McDouche was using seemed deadly, but it works wonderfully when toasting marshmallows or 'watering' the magma plants of volcano island.
He devil fruit power was the only one that can only be used to bring death, nothing else. It couldn't toast marshmallows, or make watching a film more enjoyable. All it did was kill, kill, and kill some more. It is what gave her the name of the Angel of Death, it is also the reason why she become a complete sociopath whenever she uses the power of the fruit. Her gray eyes seemed to darken to a deadly black as she called upon the power of the fruit, and the idea of having blood on her uniform seemed very attractive.
She watched as strawhat and jimbei were dropped onto the submarine and saw the cowardly captain buggy throw strawhat's signature straw hat at the shit as it began to submerge itself into the water.
An evil smile formed and she saw Blackbeard's crew ready themselves to completely destroy the marine headquarters. The thoughtful part of her mind told her that even though she didn't like the marines, having giant waves crash about would send horrible after effects to the wonderful people of Shabaody Archipelago. Though those thoughts did register, she pretty much ignored him and allowed the feeling of murderous intent well up in her. Just one death would be nice. She thought, but she knew it wasn't true. Her devil fruit was the rarest of the rare; it was the only devil fruit that could actually control your thoughts and actions. So once she drew upon its power, there was no going back. One hundred people needed to die or else the fruit would claim her life instead.
She strolled up to Blackbeard's crew, originally unnoticed but with a skip, hope, and wave, she gathered everybody's attention.
"THERE'S A GIRL! A GIRL WITH A SWORD AIMED AT BLACKBEARD!" The called of all the people who were watching the incident through the single den den mushi. The marines looked at her too. It had been years she had been seen fully in public, and she had matured since then. But her evil smiled and cold black eyes were still the same. The only marines that remembered her were the ones that were still around during Gol D. Rogers time. So when Garp and Sengoku laid eyes upon her, they let out a gasp. Many marines got ready to take down the group of traitors, including the girl if need be. But Sengoku had seen what the girl could do with his own eyes, it was heartless and it made even the strongest and most legendary people, pirate and marine alike, quiver in fear. When Rogers had seen the young girl who had racked up the legendary bounty, he was wise and made sure not to be his usual, idiotic self. He knew that if he made the girl his enemy, then his crew would be in danger. The Angel of Death brought fear into all who knew her, so he commanded in a desperate voice to her remaining marines, "DON'T SHOOT! DON'T ATTACK! RETREAT!"
The marines were confused but they did as they were told. Pulling back.
Blackbeard didn't know of the Angel of Death and the curses she brought, so he let out his hearty – and slightly irritating – laugh and said, "Brat. Kids shouldn't be on the battlefield, or else you'll die."
Leoni ignored the idiot's words and instead unsheathed her sword. "Idiots should not have power… Because they are stupid." She said. Sadly, when she used the power of the fruit, she was no poet.
Blackbeard's jolly face fell and turned to anger. "You made the wrong person angry, brat. Now you're gunna die!"
He brought down a shadow encrusted fist on the girl but Leoni was quick and dodged, completely unsheathing her sword. "Incorrect. You irritated the wrong person, idiot. So now you are going to die." She said this in a plain and calm voice, bringing out her sword. Hawkeye Mihawk who could spot a good swordsman when he saw one, knew that the girl was no weakling. As far as he cared, which wasn't very much, Blackbeard had already lost the battle by underestimating the girl.
Leoni got into a fighting stance. Starting from her body, but quickly encasing her and the Blackbeard pirates, a gray orb surrounded them. As the orb completed itself, the Angel of Death called out, "Prepare yourself Marshall D. Teach and crew. You pissed me off, so you're going to pay the price."