Who would have ever fathomed that a simple little rumor could cause so much chaos and mayhem in East Blue? Apparently the newspaper, "All Seas Post", published a couple classified pages from the journal of the Pirate King himself, Gol D Roger. While the newspaper stated they could not reveal the source of these pages, supposedly they had been dropped off at their main office anonymously, they were said to be authentic pages from the journal that was heavily under lock and key by the Marines. Although the pages printed seemed pretty vague and pointless, a few words seemed to stick out, such as "first piece" and "home sea". The newspaper then published that a "former Roger crew member" (again they could not reveal who was the actual source) confirmed that the Pirate King indeed left some hidden treasure in East Blue that his own crew knew very little about. "All Seas Post" was a newspaper notoriously known for hyping up their "exclusive stories" that in the end had no real reliable source. This was a newspaper, to most readers, not one to be taken too seriously. In fact, it was revealed that the newspaper was facing bankruptcy and was fighting to keep themselves running. What happened next in the months to come would be a very dreadful surprise for the unprepared forces stationed in East Blue.
The amount of pirates venturing into East Blue looking for this so called "First Piece" was getting out of hand; the Marines were clearly outnumbered in these parts. The Headquarters had no choice but to send some of their strongest to deal with the issues in East Blue, leaving the New World a bit more vulnerable than they would of liked. Momonga, one of the Vice Admirals that were sent to East Blue, was in charge of checking up with all the branch bases in East Blue. The branches were having trouble updating the HQ of their current situations and could not call for back up when they needed it the most. Momonga was to make sure that each base had their needs met for the time being. He was currently heading to the 16th Branch Base. He called earlier to speak with the base's leader but apparently Captain Nezumi could not be reached. It did not bother Momonga much, he knew many of these Captains were overwhelmed by their current situations; in fact he himself had not slept in the last three days much less eaten a decent meal. One of his men entered his room, giving Momonga a salute before delivering his message.
"Vice Admiral Momonga, we have arrived."
He gave the officer a nod and picked up his katana resting on his seat. He gave himself one more deep breath before preparing himself for the unforeseen things to come. He led his troop off their ship and into the base. Two officers were waiting outside to greet them. As they entered the base Momonga noticed that things seemed to be running a lot calmer here than any of the pervious bases he had visited. None of the officers seemed too stressed out and everyone looked to be pretty content with what they were doing. Even thought it appeared to be an odd scene with the havoc happening in East Blue, Momonga though it was refreshing to see a Marine Base in order. What ever this Captain is doing, he's doing it right, thought Momonga. In fact, where is this Captain?
"Solider, where is Captain Nezumi? I was hoping to meet with him when I arrived."
The solider flinched uneasily and quickly gave the appropriate salute before speaking.
"He should be arriving shortly, Vice Admiral. I will check to see his current status."
"Very well, but first I wish to see the Call Boards."
The solider gave another odd flinch and started to lead Momonga to the Call Board Station. Momonga was very curious to find out what kind of distress calls this base received that allowed them to be so calm and collective. As the entered the station, the solider that helped guide him gave a quick bow and scurried off. He saw three men controlling the Call Boards; they were in charge of receiving the distress calls coming from Den Den Mushis, whether it was vocal or in Morse code. He approached the first Board Officer and asked to see his log.
"Sir?"
"I wish to see your log, officer."
Momonga noticed that solider looked a bit nervous. Why are these soldiers acting so strange? There's nothing to be nervous about, I'm here to help them. The officer handed him the printed log, shaking his arm the whole time. Momonga took the paper and began to read the most current call.
SOS:KONOMI ISLANDS—FISHMEN—COCOYASHI—PIRATES—SOS
"So sorry to keep you waiting, Vice Admiral."
Momonga looked up and saw a mousey looking fellow, apparently this was the Captain he has so much trouble getting a hold of.
Captain Nezumi began to stroke his whiskers anxiously, "Things have been very hectic lately you see."
I can tell, thought Momonga sarcastically. Momonga didn't believe a thing this man was trying to sell him; it was obvious these guys were taking it easy despite the crucial events occurring in East blue.
"You look well rested, Captain Nezumi."
"Oh my, do I? I have my good genes to thank, I suppose. I assure you I've running up and down these walls nonstop."
"Yes, you are a very hard man to get a hold of."
Momonga looked back down at the piece of paper and re-read the distress call coming from the Konomi Islands. He did not like this message at all. Something must be done at once.
"What's that in your hand?"
Nezumi made his way closer to Momonga's side, trying to get a look at the paper he was holding.
"Your call logs. There's a distress call coming from Konomi Islands. Fishmen."
"Konomi Islands you say? Oh yes, I received that call already. I just came from that Island a couple hours ago. A misunderstanding you see, they just had some sharks in the area."
"This call just came in 5 minutes ago."
Momonga could see a trail of sweat running down Nezumi's left cheek.
"Oh there must be some mistake, they must have accidentally sent it again."
"The message also mentions pirates."
"Oh, you know how they see one thing and assume the other. Villagers overreact sometimes."
"Times like these, they have reason to."
Another sweat drop slipped down from Nezumi's cap.
"I assure you it's nothing."
Momonga did not believe a single thing this mouse man was telling him.
"I will see for myself. Crew, prepare to depart."
Nezumi scrambled to block the Call Stations's door.
"Surely you can't serious? This is obvious some other false alarm or something! It would be silly for you to go all the way there for no good reason. You cannot honestly believe they're Fishmen in East Blue? It doesn't make any sense."
"Captain," Momonga was growing very impatient with this man. "Is this how you normally speak to your superiors?"
Nezumi gulped so hard he practically swallowed his tongue.
"My apologizes, Vice Admiral Momonga."
The mouse man moved away from the door way and allowed Momonga's men to pass by him.
"See that it doesn't happen again. My men will report back to you once we sort out the call coming from Konomi Islands. I expect you to be made available to talk on the Den Den Mushi this time, Captain."
"Yes, Vice Admiral Momonga."
Nezumi was nearly hissing out his responds. Momonga left the station and hurried to his ship. Time was of the essence; there was no doubt in his mind that Cocoyashi Village was in grave danger.
Thank you so much all that reviewed my story ^_^ your comments meant a lot. Just in case some of you are not quite updated with One Piece recently...or perhaps you can't put a face to Momonga, he's the Vice Admiral with the serious mustache and mohawk (the one that took Hancock and Luffy to Impel Down). Expect to see not only Supernovas but some hard-hitting Marines as well in the near future.
I'll try to have the next chapter up on Friday or this weekend! Thanks for reading! Please review!
