Here. That little fishman Dyson found in the bottom of the water was here. What was he doing here? He should be sleeping at the bottom of the water while his dad was at war with the Marine's. Hesoi anticipated this and walked into the hull and walked out carrying a pistol. The pistol bent, covered Hesoi's hand and became a weapon over his fist.

" So they send a little assassin to do the bigger fishman's dirt work. I haven't a clue how you got on this boat but I'm going to throw you off." Hesoi thrust his fist in the little fishman face. Dyson jumped in to protect the little fishman and was pushed into the water. Dyson swam back to the boat.

" Wait." Dyson was sodden through his pants and shirt. Dyson was out of breath from the swim. He wasn't in very good shape to begin. However, none of it was bad as that giant black bruise in Dyson's eye. " This fishman doesn't want to hurt us."

" Ooh. You made a new friend?" Hesoi gave Dyson a little thumb up. He looked at the little fishman and smiled at his face. " Your name on this boat will be Small Blue."

" My name is Kibanha," the little fishman spoke. It was so cute the way he looked at Hesoi. He was probably the most deadly thing in the sea and he looked at him like a four year old meeting people he would have to know but still frightened him. " My father Samebanha is at war with you humans. I can't take their fighting."

" I get it." Hesoi pinched Kibanha's little blue cheeks. The fishman moved his face away from Hesoi. " You want us to go back and take care of this problem with the Marine's. Sorry but I am no hero. Now that I have a boat I'm just going to sail far away from this island and find nakama to help me find Monkey D Luffy."

" I want to join your crew." Hesoi didn't believe him. A tiny six year old fishman wanted to sail with him? In a strange way he reminded Hesoi of his son; he didn't let his son join his crew because it was to dangerous for him.

" Sorry. But I don't let kids or animals on this ship. Hell I didn't even like Chopper. He was all about those antlers on his head and he smelled bad. If he wasn't a good doctor I would have asked Luffy to have him expelled from the crew."

" But I can't stay here. This war is destroying our civilization and all my friends. If I stay I will just get in the way of their war." Kibanha played innocent child running into Dyson's hands. Dyson protected Kibanha like a mother bear protecting her cubs.

" Listen kid. I know it might seem like the only way out running away. You have to listen to what I'm telling you. You're running away from your home, your friends, and your family. They need you as much as you need them. If you want to run away from your home that's fine but you can't sail with us. Little kids like you are not very strong and will just get in my way."

" I don't fight and I'm on this crew as well," Dyson retorted keeping Kibanha close to him.

" You agree to be on my crew?" Hesoi smile small but sly.

" I don't agree with your methods and your bumptious pirate attitude. However, I will follow you and help out any way I can without fighting as long as we get to keep Kibanha."

" You want to keep Small Blue? That is someone else's child."

" I know...I met his father. He is a very scary fishman." Dyson was distraught by the daunting memory of Kibanha's father. He could die happy if he never had to see his face again. Hesoi looked at Kibanha, Dyson, hesitated then made his decision.

" No matter what you say I would never let an animal or a boy join this crew. This one makes an exception. If he's half as fast with his legs like a full grown fishman he can be a big help. "

Dyson and Kibanha jumped up and down like happy children. Hesoi was sure glad he was too lazy to care about what those two idiots do and lay flat on the ground. It wasn't the most comfortable place to take a nap, but he saw Monkey D Luffy sleep on a Thousand Sunny figurehead. The ship continuously sail towards Orange Town. It was a good thing because what Hesoi really needed was a chef or a navigator.

Griffon wanted to teach the fat Marine not to double cross him. The Marine was going to be gone. Gone, Griffon was going to break into his base. There were two Marine's guarding the Marine Base entrance. The Marine's were impaled by two long fingers growing through their arms and two snakes biting their necks. The bites paralyzed them, which allowed Griffon to take away their keys.

" Thank you," Griffon told them and used their keys to unlock the door.

The light in the base turned on. It was an ugly base. Griffon didn't know what was worse, being a little bisexual and an expert of fashion. The paint they used on the wall or the portraits of the fat Marine. The name of the leader was carved under the portrait: Meton.

Griffon had a very abstract view of the world. He knew there were no bad people in the world. He knew not everyone was kind and considerate, and some were imposing their will on others. There was a man looking at him. It was the same servant Meton had when Hesoi came here.

" I heard you managed to beat Rebekah. You can't ask a woman to do a man's job. Because women can't stain the spurt and stains of blood like we can."

Griffon looked at this man making a blood chilling face. His snake eyes were conspicuously glaring at the man with cold antipathy. He wasn't going to spare this one. His name is Tarja and he was going to die.