UDisclaimer: I don't own One Piece.
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"So… how's it going?" Jones asked Errol, who was now chained up by his wrists. Errol was sitting in the cell on a bench along with Crocodile and his apparent father.
"So… your my dad?" Errol said.
"Yes, yes, I am… I'd never thought I'd see you in person in my life. Why are you down here now? What happened?" Jones asked.
"I killed two Celestial Dragons," Errol answered.
"You did what!?" Crocodile asked.
"Did he just say he killed two Celestail Dragons!?" a prisoner asked.
"I think he just did!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"Hahahaha! What a legend!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"I think we need to celebrate!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"Damn, right! Everyone, chant his name with me!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"Errol! Errol! Errol! Errol! Errol! Errol! Errol!" nearly every prisoner in Level 6 chanted as they banged on the cell bars. The chanting continue for a little longer until Jones had enough.
"Silence!" Jones yelled. Every prisoner chanting immediately quieted themselves, and continued their normal day of doing nothing. "Anyway… did you kill the two assholes that had Laoghaire destroyed?"
"So, you know about that?" Errol asked in a hushed tone while frowning.
"Yes… the warden that escorted you down here, Magellan, told me. We're not friends per say, but he gives special treatment to an extent because I'm the most behaved prisoner down here. He usually tells me about the current events that's going on in the world above. Look… I'm sorry for what went you through, the carnage that you saw. You must I've been a little boy if memory serves right. No one as young as you were should've witnessed what you did," Jones explained.
"It's fine. It was a long time ago, and what happened, happened..." Errol brushed in an attempt to avoid remembering the horrible event, "but why would the warden tell you something that was classified like the destruction of our homeland? Especially the part about the Celestial Dragons being the real reasons for our homelands destruction. The official story is that the Potato Blight that was happening on our island was the real reason."
"He admitted that what he told me was classified information, and I asked him the same thing that you're asking me now. He just said that I deserved it know everything. Surprisingly, he felt that what happened to Laoghaire was sickening," Jones said.
"Oh… anyway, yes it was those two Celestial Dragons," Errol said.
"Ah, then that's all well and good. Thank you for getting revenge," Jones said.
"That's it!? You're not shocked at all over what your son did!? Really!?" Crocodile asked.
"Not really, no. I was a destructive force in my heyday, and I expect my son to be one no matter what side he's son," Jones explained.
"Hey, Jones… did Crocodile tell you about how he asked me to join him?" Errol asked.
"Wait, he did!? Hahahaha! Also… you can call me dad, you know?" Jones said.
"Sorry, it would just feel… weird, you know? I mean, I only just met you. Also, you were never there for me as a father figure," Errol explained.
"Fair enough, I guess…" Jones said.
"Look, about me asking you to join me… I don't regret it! If you would've joined me, I could've found the ancient weapon Pluton much easier, and I would've been Pirate King by now!" Crocodile said.
"The real problem that led to your downfall was that you didn't have any trust in your Baroque Works organization, always having to keep your identity secret from others. If you were more trustful, and openly communicated with other members in your organization, you could've strategized far better," Errol said.
"If let my identity out, that bitch Vivi would've figured out who I was much earlier and outed me to the World Government. The only reason she couldn't do that last time was because none of the evidence that she had could be used to successfully turned me in," Crocodile explained.
"I never said you should've trusted everybody. Everyone who was apart of the millions or billions probably couldn't be trusted, but everyone who was an agent would. You should've at least been open with more people than just Robin," Errol explained.
"Agent… oh yeah, how did you come to work as a Cipher Pol agent?" Jones asked.
"The leader of CP9, Spandam, requested me to join CP9's rank after CP4 has discovered that I had devil fruit powers… as well as the fact that you're my dad and Big Mom is my bio mom," Errol answered.
"You know about that!? Damn it! Who told you!? Did Aileen tell you!?" Jones demanded.
"It wasn't her. It was one of my half-sisters that I'm assuming ran away from Big Mom for some reason," Errol said.
"So you're the long lost son of Big Mom…? I heard rumors that she had lost a son… no wonder your strong," Crocodile said.
"Sigh… look, I'm sure you have a lot of questions abou-" Jones started, but Errol interrupted him.
"No, my half-sister pretty much told me everything. Big Mom wanted an alliance with you because you were strong, so you got married to her and had twins with her, me and my sister. My original name was Charlotte Burro, and her name was Charlotte Panna. After we were born, Big Mom didn't want you to have anything to do with us. You didn't like that, so you kidnapped us and attempted to escape, but you were only able to escape with me in the process," Errol recounted.
"Do you know why I agreed to form and alliance with her?" Jones asked.
"Probably because you were looking for the One Piece at the time and needed the Rio Poneglyph that was in her possession so you could get to LaughTale," Errol answered.
"Damn… took the words out of my mouth. It's good to know that you're at least smart," Jones commented.
"...Did you… did you give up your voyage because of me?" Errol asked. He knew the answer from what Crocus told him all those years ago, but he wanted to hear it from his father's mouth.
"To be honest, it really was because of you and your sister. When I heard that Big Mom was pregnant with my twins, I didn't believe that I would care about my children that much. I would just use my authority I had at the time to snoop around Totland and figure out how to get to the Rio Poneglyph without getting caught. But when you and your sister were born… fatherly instincts, which I thought I never had, kicked in, and I knew that I wanted to raise you guys instead. I was worried that my crew would be pissed when I decided I wanted us to disband, but they all were completely understanding to my surprise," Jones explained.
"I could imagine it was to your surprise. I know you and your crew caused chaos and terror on every island you came across. You guys were assholes," Errol said.
"I know, right? We were so bad, we didn't even need berries on our voyage!" Jones said.
"What do you mean?" Errol asked.
"Anything we needed, booze, food, clothes, supplies to repair our ship, we'd just steal it. Eventually though… I think a lot of us grew tired of that kind of life, and started to regret the choices we made on our voyage. I believe that's why when I decided to disband the crew, everyone was fine with it. Now, I don't even know where they are or what they're doing… I wish I could see them again, even if it's for one last time" Jones explained.
"I'm glad you two are reconnecting and all, but can you guys just shut up already!?" Crocodile yelled.
"Shut up, Crocogirl!" Jones insulted.
"Yeah! Crocogirl!" Errol insulted.
"Hahaha! Crocogirl on her period again!?" a prisoner insulted.
"Crocogirl! Crocogirl! Crocogirl! Crocogirl! Crocogirl!
Crocogirl! Crocogirl!" nearly every prisoner in Level 6 insulted.
"Oh my fucking god!" Crocodile yelled as he banged his head on the wall while the prisoners continued to insult him.
"Errol…! Errol!" a voice yelled, quieting the prisoners.
"Hm…? Did someone say my name?" Errol asked as he stood and walked toward the cell bars.
"Errol…! It's me! Ace!" Ace yelled.
"Ace…!?" Errol asked as looked toward the origin of the voice, and found Ace chained by his wrists, ankles, and neck in his own cell. "Ace! I knew you'd be down here! How've you been!?"
"...Not to good, exactly! I'm going to be executed in about six days from now!" Ace said.
"Well, I'm going to be executed alongside you!" Errol yelled.
"Wait, what!?" Ace asked.
"Yeah! I'm going to be executed as well! They decided that it would be best if you and me shared the same platform!" Errol said.
"Oh… I'm sorry to hear that…" Ace said.
"Don't worry, I've had a good run as a pirate while it lasted!" Errol said.
"I'm glad you're facing your death with some courage, son. Speaking of which, how did you land here after you killed those Celestial Dragons? Shouldn't an Admiral have killed you?" Jones asked.
"Because there's this guy with Paw Paw Fruit, which allows him to repel anything, including attacks. He sent me flying here before an Admiral could find me," Errol explained.
"Guess he was a marine, then," Jones said.
"No, he was a Warlord. Just like Crocodile overhear was," Errol said.
"Oh, one of those guys? A pathetic bunch Crocogirl and the rest of them are. They're the World Government's dogs… hahahaha!" Jones commented.
"You won't be laughing when you see your son being taken away for his execution!" Crocodile insulted.
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Errol had been imprisoned in Impel Down for roughly two days now, and had four more days left until his execution date. The two days he had been imprisoned for felt surreal to him. The man Errol always wondered about his entire life, his father, had been sitting on the right of him, while the man that attempted to take over Vivi's homeland of Alabasta, Crocodile, had been sitting on the left of him. Ever since Errol arrived, he and his father had talked to each other nonstop. They had recounted stories of what they had been through in their lives, adventures they went on as pirates, the different and strange people from the crews they were apart of, and so on.
At first, Crocodile didn't like his two cell mates mindless chatter, but he eventually succumbed to it. He started to add his own thoughts and opinions on what the two were talking about. Eventually, Crocodile started to add in more on the ongoing conversation. Most interestingly explain Baroque Works in depth. He explained how, when, and why he created the organization, the intricacies of how the organization worked, the hierarchy of the organization, the different higher-ups, or agents as they were called, of the organization, and eventually, the events of the Straw Hats learning about Baroque Works to the organizations fall from Crocodile's perspective. Errol didn't seem to mind to listen to on what Crocodile had to say. In fact, he found Crocodile's dialogue interesting, as he was a former obstacle for him and the rest of the Straw Hats, and Errol always liked to hear the perspective of someone on a different side.
"Two days… two fucking days! But it feels like it's been twenty years! I'm so goddamn bored! Can I please just have my execution already!" Errol grumbled as slouched down on the bench.
"You think being here for two days is bad? Try being here for seventeen years! Even worse, some people have been here for over thirty years! Isn't that right, guys?" Jones said.
"I've been here for thirty-eight years!" a prisoner said.
"Been in this shithole for about forty-two years or so!" a prisoner said.
"I was scheduled for execution… heh, that was over fifty-five years ago!" a prisoner said.
"Dear lord… I hope they don't forget about my execution!" Errol said.
"Don't worry, for the crime that you've committed, they won't forget… but consider yourself lucky. I got a life sentence. No escaping from this place for me," Crocodile grumbled.
"Also the fact that you get to wear your normal clothes. Me and Crocodile have to wear these damn white and black striped suits…" Jones added. Suddenly, footsteps could be heard ringing throughout Level 6.
"Hm…? Who's here?" Errol mumbled he stood up and walked up to the cell bars. He saw an old, yet muscular man with white hair, a white beard, and a scar around left eye passing through the hallway. He wore a white captains coat over his shoulders with red epaulettes that had four black stripes on it, a dark blue shirt underneath a white suit, a light blue tie, white pants, and white shoes. The old man stopped in front of Ace's cell and sat down crisscrossed.
"Gramps… Gramps, is that you?" Ace said as he was looking down at his torso.
"Yeah… I'm here," the old man said.
That's Luffy's grandpa… Monkey D. Garp. Ace also considers him his grandpa, even if they aren't biologically related, Errol thought as he began eavesdropping on the conversation.
"What are you doing here…?" Ace asked.
"What's wrong with your old man visiting you?" Garp asked.
"Visiting me when I'm like this? Come on, what is it that you really want?" Ace asked.
"Again, I just wanted to visit you," Garp firmly answered.
"Please…! Gramps! I need you… to kill me! Kill me right now! I need you to stop the war that will soon happen!" Ace begged.
"You want me to kill you…? You've gotten desperate, you idiot…! Soon, it won't matter what we do… Whitebeard won't stop now, even if you died… nobody can stop this anymore…! We have angered… the king of the seas!" Garp said. He sighed and paused for a moment before speaking again. "I would have preferred you and Luffy to become great marines. But you did the opposite and turned into rogues...! I'm sure you've heard about what your brother has been up to… now I don't expect us to get along perfectly, but challenging the World Government head on and wrecking up Enies Lobby is over the line. I met him at Water 7 after that, and I was going to knock some sense to him with some tough love, but he wasn't in the mood for that. No… he was grieving. Grieving for one of his friends that he thought died at Enies Lobby… the CP9 traitor… Wyatt Errol."
"So Errol's an agent?" Ace asked.
"Hm? You know him?" Garp asked.
"Yeah… we met a little while prior to him joining Luffy," Ace explained.
"The world seems like it's getting smaller and smaller, right? Well, when I told Luffy that his friend was actually alive, he was overjoyed beyond belief. I was happy that I could be there for him. When Luffy and Errol got together again, they ran off to Sabaody Archipelago and that Errol killed two Celestial Dragons… I can guarantee that Luffy allowed him to kill them… I'm sure proud Luffy sticks to his guns, hahahahahaha!" Garp said. Ace gave a slight smile at Garp's words before Garp began speaking again. "By the way… I told Luffy about his father… he was surprised that his father was even around."
"That stuff… doesn't matter. One way or another… Luffy and I… we both have the blood of an infamous criminal running through our veins… there's no way we would've become marines like you wanted… but…! I took the name Portgas… to show my gratitude to my mother… my good-for-nothing father never gave me anything aside from half my blood… I don't have any memories of him… and I don't owe him a thing…" Ace said.
"Well, be that as it may… he is who he is…" Garp started, but Ace interrupted him.
"So… old man…" Ace said as he looked in Garp's eyes, "the only father I have… is Whitebeard…!"
"I… I understand your feelings. You never met your father, so it's hard for you to understand…" Garp said, then stood up and turned. "I'll be seeing you, Ace… I love you."
"I love you to…" Ace mumbled under his breath as Garp walked way. Before Garp passed by Errol's cell, he quickly walked back and sat back down. When Garp arrived at Errol's cell, he stopped and looked at Jones.
"It's good to see you, Garp. Despite wallowing in this damn cell for seventeen years, I bet I could still kick your ass!" Jones taunted.
"I don't know about that…! Your strength must've deteriorated from doing nothing but sitting here for all these years. Back then, you could fight toe-to-toe with Roger, Whitebeard, Big Mom, and me… but now? Good luck!" Garp retorted. He then turned towards Errol. "So, you're apart of Luffy's crew?"
"Yeah, nice to meet you," Errol said.
"Hm… thank you for being apart of Luffy's voyage, he really likes you," Garp said.
"I know… he views all of us as family," Errol said.
"Sigh… why, kid? Why did you do it? Look, I know that those two Celestial Dragons you murdered had a Buster Call placed on your homeland… as well as the reason for it. I know that you'd hate them for it… but I also know that you wouldn't kill them just for revenge… not like your father would. So why?" Garp asked.
"You really want to know why?" Errol said as he stood up and walked up to the cell bars.
"Yes… I know you've killed a lot of people as an agent, but you've never done something as reckless as this…" Garp.
"The reason is because of your own son!" Errol answered.
"What…!? What are you talking about?" Garp asked.
"Dragon sent somebody from the Revolutionary Army after me... they tasked me to kill those Celestial Dragons. If I didn't comply, they would kill my other friends at CP9…" Errol explained.
"What did my son think he'd accomplish by having two dead Celestial Dragons...!? The satisfaction of seeing two of them dead!?" Garp asked.
"No… it was to... inspire more people to join the Revolutionary Army!" Errol clarified.
"I... I get it. Once everyone sees you on that platform about to be executed, you'll inspire people to join the Revolutionary Army. No… you cannot be allowed to walk on that platform," Garp said.
"Are you thinking about killing me…? You are, aren't you..?" Errol asked rhetorically.
"So what if I am...? I have complete authority to do so, and it would be the right thing for me to do...!" Garp growled as he grabbed the cell bars.
"But can you do it? Do you have the heart to kill one of your grandsons crewmembers? I'm not playing emotional games with you in an attempt to live. If I died right now, it really wouldn't matter to me… I'm simply trying to stop you from making a mistake that'll cost you any sort of relationship you have left with Luffy," Errol said. Garp then let go of the cell bars and took a couple steps back.
"I… I know I can't do it…" Garp said as clenched his fists and tears began pouring down from his eyes.
"Besides… don't you think that something needs to change? That these Celestial Dragons need to be stopped?" Errol asked rhetorically. Garp then opened his eyes and looked at Errol. "In your heart of hearts, you know that the Celestial Dragons need to be brought down. They alone are responsible for much of the chaos and tragedy on this Earth. Truthfully, I can't stop you from stopping me, but should you? Consider all of this… as a man's dying wish."
"...Okay… you have a wise son, Jones," Garp said.
"You can thank my beautiful wife, Aileen, for that… I hope wherever she is, she's at peace. I want you to imagine her face as you think about why you didn't do anything at all to stop the Buster Call on Laoghaire from happening," Jones said. Garp didn't respond to his remark, but instead turned around and walked away.
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"Dude! Just please tell me something about the One Piece already!" Errol yelled.
"No! Leave me alone, already!" a prisoner yelled.
"Oh c'mon! I'm going to die soon! We all know the the One Piece is real! Just tell me what it is, god damn it!" Errol yelled.
"No! Stop asking me! You're annoying!" a prisoner yelled.
"Me and some other prisoners have been asking him for ages. He won't budge, trust me," Jones said.
"Look! I left Roger's ship before they arrived at LaughTale, alright!? I don't know what it is! For all I know, it isn't even real! For fucks sake, I've tried telling you guys this multiple times! You guys never fucking listen to me!" a prisoner
"What's your name again!?" Errol asked.
"Douglas Bullet! What's it to you!?" Douglas yelled.
"Douglas… more like Dougl-ass!" Errol insulted.
"If I had known you were this immature, I would have never made you an offer to join me," Crocodile commented.
"Shut up, Crocogirl! Nobody likes you!" Errol insulted as he slouched down on the bench.
"You have two more days till your execution date… how do you feel?" Jones asked.
"Two more days already…? First, time feels like it's moving very slow, now all of a sudden it's moving fast!" Errol grumbled.
"Don't forget about me…!" Ace said.
"Yeah, but you're the lucky one. Whitebeard and his entire fleet will arrive to save you, but he'll probably leave me behind Jones overhear killed one of his sons…" Errol said.
"That's right… I did kill someone on his crew, didn't I?" Jones said.
"More like fifty-eight…!" Ace said.
"What…!? What do you mean!? I only ever killed the one guy in a bar fight, which by the way, I didn't even start!" Jones said.
"You… really don't remember having more guys sent after you!?" Ace asked.
"No… well, actually, a bunch of guys that had that old fart's Jolly Roger tattooed on them always came after me…" Jones said.
"Yeah, that was them! You monster!" Ace insulted.
"Hey, don't get pissy with me, boy! That douchebag you call a father was the one who tasked them to kill me! All I did was defend myself!" Jones retorted.
"I wouldn't really be calling him a douchebag! After all, he'll more than likely decide to save your son as well! He sure as hell won't bare him your sins, trust me!" Ace stated.
"He won't need too. I've murdered a hell of a lot of people," Errol mumbled.
"Magellan has told me about your kill count before… I bet my kill count is even higher!" Jones bragged. Suddenly, footsteps could be heard ringing throughout Level 6.
"Is it lunch time already?" Errol asked.
"No, not yet… it's either that damn minotaur, or we got ourselves a new face," Jones said. Magellan, along with a couple of guards, could then be seen walking past Errol's cell, escorting a fishman. He was a large blue whale shark fishman with black hair. They escorted the fishman to Ace's cell, where they opened it up and chained him inside it. They then locked it shut again and moved on. "Looks like we've got ourselves a fishman…!"
Why is the Knight of the Sea, Jimbei, here..? Shouldn't he be preparing for the war against Whitebeard with the other Warlords…? No, he allies himself with Whitebeard. He's probably in here because he opposes the war, Errol thought. Errol stood up and walked up to the cell bars. He looked at Ace's cell, and could observe Ace and Jimbei talking, but he couldn't make out what they were saying.
"Hey, do you know what they're saying?" Jones asked.
"No… they're speaking too quietly for to hear, And I don't have a good enough vision of their mouths to lip read what they're saying," Errol said as he sat back down. Errol stayed quiet For a moment, until he began panicking out of nowhere. "...Oh my god! I forget about Funkfreed!"
"Funkfreed? Who's Frunkfreed?" Jones asked.
"He's my pet elephant! I left him on our ship!" Errol panicked.
"A pet elephant? When the hell did you even get an elephant!?" Crocodile asked.
"Spandam gave him to me a few weeks. He's not a normal elephant, though. He was originally a sword that ate the Eleph Eleph Fruit," Errol explained.
"Ah, so it's just one of those objects that ate a devil fruit… I believe Mr. 4's bazooka ate a devil fruit, the Mutt Mutt Fruit, Model: Dachshund," Crocodile said.
"The best thing you can do now is pray that this elephant of yours will find a good home," Jones said.
"Yeah… sigh, I wish I could get back to the ship. At least for a few seconds so I can get him to at least a semi-decent good home," Errol mumbled.
"You know, I'm not sure if I can relate to you or any of the other prisoners here about wishing to get out of here. I've always been content with being here," Jones admitted.
"Kuhahahaha! So you've given up on life, huh?" Crocodile laughed.
"No…! I've already lived my life to the fullest! I've done everything I wanted to as pirate. Everyone on my crew had fulfilled their dreams, wishes, and desires. We may have been able to achieve more, but there was no point. Our voyage had been completed, and my time… had passed," Jones stated.
"So does that you mean you turned yourself in?" Errol asked.
"What!? No! Look, I fully planned on raising you along with your mother… thing is, shortly after I brought you home, the World Government figured out where I was residing, which was Laoghaire, obviously. They sent their strongest, and I mean strongest, marines to capture me. Just to name a few, there was Garp, Sengoku, Akainu, Aokiji, Kizaru... hell, even Kong decided to go along. I had no chance of beating them all at once, so I decided just to turn myself in. I will say one thing... I'm so damn glad that the World Government hadn't figured out you existed at the time, hahahaha!" Jones explained.
"Well, Errol, the mystery has been solved as to why your father was a deadbeat dad. I hope your happy," Crocodile remarked.
"Yeah, I guess…" Errol said.
"However, if I have to be honest… If I ever had the chance to escape, I would. Not because I miss breathing the fresh air, wanting to see the sky, seas, clouds, grass, and sun with my very own eyes, or that I want to see my crew again, no…" Jones started as he began hyperventilating, "it's because what the World Government did to Laoghaire!"
"Hm…? I've never seen you mad before… care to explain why for us?" Crocodile spoke up. Errol looked at his father with a curious face. Up until now, his father had been calm and collected, but now anger filled his eyes as his chest pumped up and down from hyperventilating. Even though he was completely chained up, Errol felt a heavy discomfort sitting next to his father.
"Because almost everyone's lives in my homeland were wiped out! Not for some grandiose reason like how dangerous Laoghaire was to the world, but because two Celestial Dragons got pissed off from getting a little sick! I am beyond overjoyed to hear that my own flesh and bone had rid of the two off the face of the Earth, but it's not enough to quench my rage! The World Government allowed those two to have it their way, and the marines gladly carried out their orders! If I ever get out of here... the marines and the World Government will suffer…!" Jones growled as he clenched his fists.
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"...It's Hannyabal…" a prisoner said.
"Magellan's here, too. What's going on?" a prisoner asked.
"That little shrimp is supposed to be the vice warden...?" Errol as he looked at a Hannyabal. He was a large pot bellied man that had a brow ridge shaped like horns, a chin shaped like a pharaoh's false beard, and wore yellow and green striped nemes with his hair coming from inside the nemes, demon-like wings on his back, maroon armbands, green pants, black boots, and was carrying a pitchfork around.
"Yeah… it's very rare to see the both of them down here… but it's probably because that little lady there is visiting," Jones said as she looked at a tall and slender young woman who was handcuffed. She had long black hair and wore a revealing red blouse that showed much of her chest, a loose sarong that exposed her long and slender legs with the green symbol of the Kuja adorned on it, red high heel pumps, and a pair of golden snake earrings. Next to her was a large white snake with red marks on its body that wore a skull with blue hair jutting out of the back and a constant smile.
"We've got a special visitor for you… Ace! Who do you think it is…? Jimbei, You've never met her face-to-face, so you won't recognize her… her name is widely known, though she doesn't know herself… the empress of the warrior race, the Kuja. One of the Royal Warlords…! Strong and sublime, the most beautiful woman! The Pirate Empress… Boa Hancock herself! Hyu hyu!" Hannyabal introduced. He then blew out confetti all over the place, which made Magellan mad as he punched Hannyabal in the back of the head. "Ouch! I want to be the chief warden really bad! Ah, no, wait, what I meant to say was… that really hurt!"
"What are you doing…?" Magellan groaned.
"Uwoooh! It's true! I thought I smelled a good woman here!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"That's Hebihime of the Kuja! Oh, look over here!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"Hancock!" a prisoner called out.
"Look at that, she's so sexy!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"C'mon lady, why don't you come into my cell? I'll treat you right! a prisoner exclaimed.
"Ahh, she smells amazing! I wanna go to the Isle of Women!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"Nothing but women! Ya think they just go naked all the time!?" a prisoner asked.
"What do you want from me…?" Ace asked as he looked up to Hancock.
"Nothing… I just wanted to lay my eyes on you… the man who's going to trigger the war I'll be joining…" Hancock said.
"...Enjoying the show…?" Ace asked rhetorically.
"Uwoh! Uwoh! Boa Hancock! Don't ignore us!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"Come over here!" a prisoner called out.
"So even the immovable empress… is helping the government now… is your Warlord title that important to you!?" Jimbei asked.
"Hey, hey! Lady! Lady!" a prisoner called out.
"They're having a conversation. Can you be quiet, please?" Magellan said to the prisoner.
"...So your Jimbei… I see… don't bare your fangs at me…" Hancock said.
"Shut up, Magellan! You diarrhea bastard!" a prisoner insulted.
"Buhahaha, you got that right. Hey, Hebihime, the Isle of Women is starved for men, right!?" a prisoner asked.
"Hand over the wardens seat already!" Hannyabal yelled.
"Vice warden…" a female guard chastised Hannyabal. Hancock then turned towards a prisoner off on the side.
"...You there! When you yell like barbarians…" Hancock started.
"Ohh! She's looking this way!" a prisoner squealed in excitement.
"It's scary… so scary…" Hancock said as she shook in place.
"...I don't like this chick…" Errol mumbled. Hancock began to talk to Ace, but Errol couldn't hear their conversation due to the other prisoners ruckus from seeing Hancock.
"Buhyaaaah! I can't take it!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"That's one helluva woman! Why don't you leave her here, you shithead!" a prisoner exclaimed.
"...You know, chief warden, it looks like your authority is completely gone. Maybe you're not fit to continue?" Hannyabal pointed out.
"Buhyaa, I can't take it!" Magellan admitted as he too fell for Hancock's beauty.
"Are you the same as them, you shithead!?" Hannyabal asked.
"But.. it's true, I can't accept this discourtesy…" Magellan states as he began covering his entire body in poison.
"Leave Hancock here!" a prisoner exclaimed as three dragons heads began forming from the poison on Magellan's back.
"Wah! Chief, please wait! We're In danger, too! I'm scared!" Hannyabal panicked.
"Don't get carried away!" Magellan warned as The three dragon heads grew to gigantic proportions.
"Ugh! This is bad! The Hydra is out!" a prion see panicked.
"It looks like I need to teach you who the boss of this prison is…" Magellan said.
"Hey, you idiot, stop joking around!" a prisoner yelled. Magellan then launched one of the dragon heads at the prisoner that yelled at him, covering him in poison. "Aahhh! That bastard…! He really did it! Haa… ahh… the antidote… where's the antidote…? Damn it..!"
"It's no good, you're going to die…" a prisoner nearby said.
"Never forget, I have the authority to sentence you all to death, and the power to do it myself…!" Magellan said, causing the prisoners to finally stay quiet. The poison on his body then began to disappear at a rapid rate. "Now, Lady Hancock… you can have your conversation in peace…"
"...No need, I'm done," Hancock said.
"...Hey…! Is what you said true…!?" Ace asked.
"I have no reason to lie… oh yes… and he was worried that you would be mad at him," Hancock said as she walked away from Ace's cell. She walked up from Errol's cell and turned towards him. "...Agent of Darkness, huh?"
"We meet at last… Footpenis!" Errol said.
"It's Hancock! Boa Hancock!" Hancock corrected with an annoyed tone.
"Okay, hand cock," Errol said.
"Why, you…!" Hancock started, but Crocodile interrupted her.
"Don't even start with him. It's no use," Crocodile said.
"Hmph, whatever…!" Hancock yelled. She then took a breath, regained her composure, and started speaking again. "So, you're the one that killed those two Celestial Dragons, correct?"
"Yeah, that's me…" Errol confirmed.
"I never thought… such a fool… still existed in this world," Hancock quietly said.
"I don't regret killing them," Errol stated.
"I know… your captain told me everything," Hancock said, gaining Errol's attention.
"Luffy!? You've met him!?" Errol asked.
"Yes…" Hancock said as she began to blush and daydream about Luffy, "sigh, oh Luffy…"
"Get to the point, woman!" Errol yelled, snapping her out of her daydream.
"Ugh! How rude of you!" Hancock yelled, before regaining her composure. She then began whispering as to not let anyone else besides the ones in Errol's cell hear her. "I need to make this quick… Luffy is currently in Impel Down as we speak. He's attempting to rescue both you and Ace as fast as he can…"
"...I understand! Okay, get out of here now! Before Magellan and Hannyabal grow suspicious!" Errol whispered back.
"Before you go, lady… you're supposed to be the most beautiful woman in the world, right?" Jones asked.
"Yes I am! It's a dream come true just to even get a glance at me in a lifetime!" Hancock proudly declared.
"Well, I don't think you are at all. Your boob to ass ratio is not adequate enough," Jones remarked.
"How dare you say that to me!" Hancock yelled.
"Sorry, but my late wife is a far better looker than you'll ever be," Jones said.
"I know you have lustful thoughts of me! Every single man and woman in the world does!" Hancock yelled. Except for one man… hehe! Luffy, my love...! "I'm cuffed in seastone now, but if I could use my devil fruit powers, I'd use those lustful thoughts of yours and turn you into stone!"
"Look, lady… I don't know what the hell you're talking about. I'm sorry, you're just not pretty, and you'll never be as pretty as she was. Get out of here, your embarrassing yourself," Jones said. Hancock didn't say anything, but gave a disgusting glance at Hones. She then stepped back from the cell and and headed to Magellan.
Well, at least he still loves mom… Errol thought.
"I'm ready to go. Thank you for your patience," Hancock said to Magellan.
"Alright, then. Follow me, please," Magellan said. He, Hannyabal, and the other female guard next to the two then escorted Hancock and her snake out of Level 6.
"So, you're captain has came here to rescue you?" Jones asked.
"It looks like he is… I'm not surprised that he was able to make it here. It seems that Kuma sent Luffy to the Isle of Women, had accidentally made Hancock fall in love with him judging by how she started daydreaming of him, and then convinced her to bring him over here and sneak him in. After all, the Isle of Women is only four days or so away from here," Errol said.
"As much as I hate to say it, he'll probably manage to make it all the way down here via bullshit luck, but will he make it in time?" Crocodile asked.
"Probably not. I have roughly under thirty hours until my execution. It's going to take Luffy a long while to get through all of the floors in this prison," Errol admitted.
"Are you sure he'll be able to make it down here at all? There's only ever been one guy that managed to escape Impel Down alive, let alone Break in and successfully free prisoners," Jones pointed out.
"Trust me, he'll make it down here eventually," Errol and Crocodile said in unison. The two of them then looked at each other, realizing that they had said the same thing at the same time.
"Jinx! You owe me a round of rum!" Errol said.
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Several hours later, Magellan and nine other guards entered Level 6. When Errol first saw the group walking through Level 6, he knew that it was time for him to leave the prison, and that his execution time was merely a few hours away. Errol felt a chill down his spine, not from being scared of death itself, but from him knowing where and when we would die. Obviously, Magellan informed him of his execution date shortly after he first arrived at Impel Down, but the fact that he knew the day of his death had only hit him at this moment in time. Magellan and the nine other guards first arrived at Ace's cell.
"Now then, Portgas D. Ace, you and Wyatt Errol will now be transported to the execution site, Marineford!" Magellan stated. Ace didn't respond, but looked at Magellan with fiery eyes.
"...Son, be honest with me: how are you feeling?" Jones asked as he turned to his son.
"I… don't know, to be honest. It's chilling knowing when and where I'm going to die, but I'm not scared of my own eventual death. The brainwashing of CP9 already made sure that I would never be scared of death. Instead, they made sure that I'd be scared of facing an opponent I can't win against," Errol explained.
"You're not scared of stronger opponents, son. You're scared of failure," Jones explained.
"Yeah… that's what I told myself," Errol said.
"I know this might sound corny, but you should never be scared of failure. People fail all the time," Jones explained.
"Yeah, I know. I think I've started to get over it though… started to. But I guess there was never a point in fixing that, considering the position I'm in as of now," Errol said.
"If it made a difference, any kind of difference, then there was a point," Jones said. Errol's face started to light up after hearing Jones words, remembering that he saved Brook from being blasted by the Pacifista.
"Yeah, I guess it did make a difference…!" Errol mumbled.
"Besides, you honestly might not die. You probably haven't considered this, but Whitebeard and his entire fleet, most likely as well as other pirates that have aligned with him, will be coming to save Ace. It's not just going to be a battle… it's going to be an outright war. Considering that you'll be alongside Ace on the execution platform, you'll have a good chance of being saved. After all, you are friends with Ace, at least that's how it seems to me," Crocodile explained. Before Errol could respond, he heard Magellan and the nine other guards walking towards his cell, with Ace in cuffs.
"It's time, Wyatt Errol," Magellan said. Two of the guards then opened up Errol's cell, cuffed Errol in a set of seastone cuffs, then unchained Errol from his cell. As the two guards escorted Errol out of his cell, Errol looked back at his father.
"Tell me, Jones… did I fail? Did I fail as a son to you? I didn't exactly leave the best life. I've made a lot of mistakes… and by mistakes, I mean murders," Errol said. Jones then tilted his head out from the shadows, revealing his face to him for the first time. Jones' face looked nearly identical to Errol's, with the only difference being that his face was more oval-shaped than Errol's.
"Well, what do you think? Look back on your life… are you happy with how it turned out?" Jones asked with a shit eating grin. Errol thought about every event in his life, every obstacle he faced and how he overcame them, all of the friends he met, including the CP9 agents and the Straw Hats, and the bonds he formed with them, and how strong he became. He then finally formed an answer.
"Well… I guess for being kidnapped as a child and being forced to become an agent of the World Government… I didn't do so bad," Errol said with a smile.
"Then you passed with flying colors, son!" Jones smiled.
"Thanks dad...!" Errol thanked with a smile.
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A/N: I… does anyone even read the author notes? Meh. :P
Anyway, I want to give a sincere thanks to all of the people who've followed and favorited this story before. I've already said this multiple times, but I thought that I would've quit this story a long time ago, but it was because of you guys that I decided to continue this. Happy New Year's to all of you, and I hope you stay tuned for the next chapter!