OMAKE
By PSIness11

"Assassination"

-()-

Atop the red line lies the Holy City of Mariejois, home to some of the most powerful and influential people in the world.

This includes the leaders of the world government, The Five Elder Stars.

Recently, said world government had their collective asses thoroughly kick, whipped, and booted to all hell by the Strawhat pirates. And to top it off, the whole world heard it due to one singular man.

JeremiahCross

One name that could be spoken around the world and provoke reactions from everyone. Whether the reactions were good, bad, or downright PISSED OFF, depended on the person.

And the reactions of the Elder Stars were the latter of the three.

Never before had a single man sparked such a revolution through the entire world, ever Gol D Rodger hadn't done what Cross had done.

The single darkest day for the world government was caused by one man... And snail.

And that man needed to die.

... And yes, the Elder Stars HAD created a Darwin award for just the occasion.

-()-

"Why am I here?"

The calm an benevolent voice of the warlord Bartholomew Kuma filled the meeting room.

"Your task, is to travel to Water 7 and dispose of Jeremiah Cross in this very specific way..."

Kuma's face was emotionless, as always, as he listened to the details of the Elder Stars plan.

"Understood"

There was one tweak that he was going to make to said plan..

-()-

Cross had no idea what hit him.

He was returning to the rest of the crew, after getting pounds of salt in preparation for Thriller Bark. Soundbite had neglected to come along, for oblivious reasons.

One moment, he was going over plans in his head.

The next, a massive pawed hand filled his vision.

And then all went black.

-()-

The Strawhats were in a panicked frenzy for a long time.

The second Cross vanished, Soundbite informed them that he was no longer on the island.

Then search was on.

-()-

Cross groaned, slowly getting up off the ground. He had no idea what happened but did notice three very important things when he looked up

One, he was in a cell. A three walled one with bars on one side. However this was not the bowels of impel down, rather an open space in what looked to be a city. He could not see much because of onevery specific thing.

Two, there were a large amount of women staring at him in awe and amazement, pushing past each other to get a glance at the first man many of them had seen..

Third, at the front of the group, Boa Hancock was staring down at Cross with a stoic look.

Cross would like to release the statement that he defiantly did not piss himself in fear.

"Jeremiah Cross" a stone cold voice said. "A pleasure to meet you."

"Lets have a chat"