Individual: Marco
Prompt: When words aren't enough. For restlesstsukiriver.
Rating: T for angst
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Words are not enough.
No, only desperate cries and sobs can leave his shaking frame as he watches helplessly. Watching as they lose a brother, how they are losing their father, watching as his life falls apart before his eyes. They had been ordered to stand back, taking on the traitor head on in his health, making Marco want nothing more than to go to him. It's a sickening feeling as he knows how his captain… his father's life is practically gone before his eyes.
Words are not enough.
Holding the funeral left him standing like an empty shell, wishing they could have buried them closer to Thatch, but the sail there would have been too far with their father's large body and the damage they have been dealt. The Red-Haired Pirates only lingered for a small time, their captain knowing how much the Whitebeard family was torn apart. It left them lost as soon as they were back out at sea, trying to keep themselves together under their First Division Commander taking lead.
Words are not enough.
The moment they clashed with the Blackbeard pirates again, it had been an unanimous vote to seek revenge. Marco hated to admit he had little control over everyone and them strive to extract revenge on the traitor and his crew. They hadn't expected such a force and to be hit with a power like darkness is unpleasant in all aspects. Then as the appointed 'captain' he takes Teach head on and is able to keep his own, but the power of their father being used against him is hard to take in. A power that once protected them now used against them.
Words are not enough.
The devastating defeat weighed heavily on Marco, trying to ignore the burning in his eyes every time he was alone as he kept up a stoic appearance for everyone else. The way bile rose in his throat and was hard to swallow down as he would look upon his hands in regret on how much blood lingers. The blood of his brothers that he let die so disrespectfully in the battle and how they had to hide themselves in the place they knew would be safest, the area around Raftel. His heart thunders heavily when the remaining six commanders alongside him and the men they had left would try to comfort him. Though there were the doubters, the ones to look down upon him, blamed him for the vote of something they had all wanted to do for their comrades lost at Marineford. Now they lost over triple the amount in the Payback War, where no payback was even given.
Words are not enough to bring back those who have passed away…
And neither are their actions.