Hello everyone, here is another one shot
This is the continuation from the other Modern Era one shot. If you want more, tell me and I will do my best
This was a request
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Whitebeard took a breath, looking at the card he held, the card to the mysterious man. Should he call? He did need help. Teach had taken vital information and equipment, as well as injuring his family. Teach was no longer family. He took a breath, before he typed in the number on his phone, before he called. It rang twice, before someone answered. "Hello, you've reached Ace. What may I do for you?" Whitebeard sat in silence, not sure if he would be able to do this and if he should just hang up. As he was contemplating, he heard a hum. "You know, Newgate, I will hang up if you don't speak. I have other arrangements today."
Whitebeard blinked. How did he know it was him? "I… I need help." He heard a hum "Of course, why else call me. What may I do for you?" Whitebeard took a breath. "I need to get something back from a man called Teach D Marshall, and for him to be… neutralized." A hum again. "I see. I can do that. How neutralized do you want him? Just a bit, unable to come even close to you, his life ruined, or dead?" Whitebeard thought for a second. "Not able to come close to me, or anyone I care for, or hurt anyone else." That was what he wanted, he wanted Teach away. He heard a 4th hum. "I can do that. Expect me to be by your workplace in a few days. It should be done by then. I will bring by how you pay as well." Whitebeard nodded, that sounded good.
He was about to say goodbye, when the call ended, the other, Ace apparently, hanging up. Now, he just needed to wait. It was 3 days later, when he was in a meeting with his children, knowing it was only a limited amount of time before Teach would do what he needed to do, his children were getting nervous as well, which they should be. If Teach launched this before them, which they were unable to do now, they would go bankrupt and he would need to shut the company down. He couldn't let that happen.
But as they were in the midst of the meeting, the door opened, and the same man from those weeks ago came in, Ace if that was an honest name, and he was humming as he read a newspaper. Thatch frowned as he came inside. "Who're you? This is a closed meeting." Ace just waved his hand at him, before he handed him the newspaper. "Here you go, all taken cared off. The items are back in their place." Ace then turned around, waving his hand. "You have my number." Then he was gone. Again, how did Ace do this? There were many closed doors to get here. As he was gone, Izou looked at him. "Who was that?" Whitebeard shook his head a bit. "Someone who wants to help." Everyone nodded, looking unsure.
Whitebeard then looked down at the newspaper, which was from a town over, and the side it was opened to had him blink. Man (37) accused of murder, taken into custody. Refuses charges. And under it was a picture of Teach. Had Ace really managed this? He looked at Haruta. "Daughter, go check the missing items." Haruta frowned. "Why?" Whitebeard shook his head. "Just please, go check." Haruta noded and did, and everyone left looked at him. "What was that about?" Whitebeard sighed, before he moved to show the page to the others, who blinked. "He…" Started Rakuyo. "He killed someone?" Whitebeard didn't know, but had a feeling he didn't, and Ace had made this happen.
It took a few minutes, everyone asking questions between themselves, when Haruta came back, shocked. "Everything is back! We have everything!" Everyone blinked. "How?" Asked Thatch, and everyone looked to be wondering. Before Marco frowned, looking at him. "Did that guy have anything to do with this? He said the items were back to their place, yoi." Whitebeard just shook his head, not wanting to tell he had asked a man for hire for help, he would speak to Marco later, and maybe tell it then. He then opened the newspaper more, to go to the next page, to read the entire segment, when a piece of paper fell down. It was a number on it and a bank account number. This was how he would pay. He quickly took the paper and put it in his pocket. He would handle this later. For now, everything was fine.
He wished he could thank Ace. Or maybe he could, he did have his number. He would think about this.
And that's the one shot, hope you enjoyed
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