Author notes:

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Chapter 1: rewritten and beta'd by Kurapikababu.

Chapter 2: rewritten.

Chapter 3: small mistakes corrected.

Chapter 4: posted again and beta`d by Gerbilfriend

Chapter 5: written and beta`d by gabrielsangel23 and Gerbilfriend

Chapter 6: written, beta`d by Gerbilfriend.

Chapter 7: written and here, beta`d by Gerbilfriend

Chapter 8: planned but ….. :/

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I don't own one piece!

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Especial thanks for Gerbilfriend for helping me with this chapter. I am very thankful for her, especially her help with ideas to the plot. XD

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Warnings:

English is my fourth language, the story will include thoughts about suicide, self-harm, and Ace self-worth issues.

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Thank you, To all of you that followed, favorite and especially reviewed. You are seriously amazing :D

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GreenDrkness

OMG, your review made my day! I laughed so hard at Lina being called BAMF. It gave me an idea for further chapters. Thank you so much. And don't you worry the underdog are going to gave quite the show. Looking forward to hear your opinion about this chapter. Cheers.

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Yuuki no Yuki

Excellent try! You get a lot of things right, not gonna tell which ! NO spoilers.. XD

I really enjoyed reading your explanation of what happened, it made me happy that someone was able to see the clues and understand the plot. :D

Now about the chaotic things in the center, OHHHH, I really wanna hear your thought after you read this chapter, like seriously looking forward to it.

About the dials, I messed up, and some paragraph from the previous chapter (6, Lina's POV) was deleted, SO sorry! But you are right! Dials play part, then, now and the future.

Thank for the encouragement, hope you enjoy yourself hon.

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NightsBlackRose13

You're making me feel quite the responsible for your addiction,(LOL XD) ... So here a new chapter just for you ^^. Love to hear your thoughts, especially because there are some Whitebeard on it. ENJOY XD

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Guest-chan (anon-chan) or My mile long reviewer

Honey, I hope that by the time you read this you're feeling much better. I am happy to hear I was able to help a bit. It was definitely an excellent review, worry not.

I love Lina's title too, wasn't sure if I wanted to introduce it here or not, but your words make me feel that I chose right.

Poor Sengoku indeed! He and Garp are fun to write maybe because nothing is going their way.

I know that a lot of people don't like changing POV and I wasn't sure about writing it, but I decided the hell, I want to enjoy writing and reading, and that's what I enjoy.

Thank you as always for awesome words and encouragement.

And to tell you a little secret, I sequel and giggle while reading your reviews, it is the first thing I look for when I wake up after I post!

And I founded to my utter surprise that I enjoy writing OC's, both Lina and Marcy (from MDNR) are fun to write especially when Luffy is around.

I am waiting to read your review this time cause I feel a little bit stuck. Peace, out, roseanne XD.

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Rodina. ashraf

Welcome to my world, the world of Anchor and compass, shishishi (your huge starry eyes made me blush**), your review was quite the motivation, it gave me the small push I needed to finish this chapter. Thank you so much. Waiting to hear your thoughts about this chapter. Hope you still think it is AMAZING. ^^

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Wolfiesilvester

Hello and Welcome to the world of Anchor and compass OP :)

Growing up with two brothers like Ace and Luffy, Lina had to be a little bit manipulative or else….

Now, she has to do it to save her brother. She is used to use subtly not like this, but she is getting there. XD

What do you think about her plan?

Hope you enjoy this chapter.

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I am so sorry, somehow I messed up in the last chapter and deleted a whole paragraph from Lina's POV, I reposted the previous chapter five days ago, sorry ;/

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Please, read notes at the END. IMPORTANT!

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Whitebeard's POV

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Whitebeard couldn't help but find humor in this whole situation.

He never thought that he would think it but this war was turning to be, what the right word to use, surprising didn't seems to give the right impact. Surreal maybe, unimaginably bizarre.

For sure it was fun, at least for their side. He hadn't used the word fun to describe fight in more than twenty two years.

It was a big bonus that it infuriated that little shit Akainu who was trying to get past him with his lava attacks. Whitebeard snorted, he had no intention of letting him ruin the fun. Especially, when Ace's little sister, Lina D. Monkey, had gone through all the trouble to make it happen.

She had guts like her two brothers but he knew that from when she had introduced herself and demanded to know what his sons called him.

The memory brought smile to his lips. The gall of her.

Then she laughed at his answer. The only thing that stopped him from smacking her was that her laughter was that of a relief and joy.

She had been very polite then and had reminded him of Ace when she bowed, thanking him for taking care of her older brother, and demanding that he continue do so in the future.

Gurrararara, there was no doubt that they were a family, so wild and free, making grand troubles whenever they went.

Here, there was someone right in front of him that he had no problem smacking around, repeatedly. Whitebeard narrowed his eyes, Akainu was trying to organize the disoriented marines to attack him from all sides.

He signaled for his sons to retreat, and created a quake bubble around his bisento and slashed it right in front of the little shit. Screams of terror filled the air.

Sengoku; the poor bastard, Whitebeard mused, was still thinking he could gain control over the situation, he was shouting orders, but it became less giving orders and more nonsensical screams as the minutes passed by.

He did understand Sengoku's frustrations, Whitebeard pondered.

His own plans, hours of planning and contemplating with his sons and daughters, sleepless night of considering every possibilities, looking at every angle, went down the drain in second.

So be it.

He came here to save his son, and remind those little shitty marines why you never should mess with his family.

That was Sengoku's problem, always had been, trying to maintain control. Sometimes, you had to let go and become one with the tide, not fight it.

Maybe then he would be able to see the whole picture.

This, the whole show playing in front of him. Yes, a scene from a play, mused Whitebeard, that was an accurate description.

Suddenly the unimportant sidekick captured in flashy way one of the strongest characters (the flash caught him unprepared he admitted amusedly).

Confusion and shock descend on the stage, plans flew from the windows, thoughts became jumbled and slow.

Then everything started to clear, one purpose and only one point of light, the captured Admiral.

The stage became halved between those who wanted to free him and those who wanted to defend his capture.

But the game wasn't that easy.

No, that would be too boring, too predictable.

You need to add some salt and pepper, maybe some exotic spices to give it a unique taste and the poor marines were choking on it.

It wasn't a halved stage anymore, not even eighths, it was more like an utter display of chaos. Wonderful, at least for their side.

He actually felt a gleam of sympathy for the marines running like headless chickens after four captured admirals, not sure which was the true one.

Gurrararara Whitebeard bellowed his amusement. Where in the seven seas did they have the time to prepare this many yellow suits, and find the right size shoes, black clothes to hide the head, and he swore that he heard Kizaru's voice moaning and cursing ('Ohhhh. Ahhhh.' ' AH, this is the end.' 'What are you doing?' 'Move it. I am here, ehh.' 'I don't suppose you'll submit, huh? It'd be best for us both if you did'.) coming from different directions, four to be exact. Hmmm interesting!

Was he the target from the start? When was the plan put into motion? Didn't they just arrive from trying to save Ace from Impel down?

If things were confusing and muddled before, they were in absolute chaos now.

The marines in the plaza left their posts and rushed here and there in a panic, ignoring the shouted commands of their commanders to hold their post, they were all running around in disarray after the grouped pirates, who were energetically defending all the captured admirals, and attacking the unbelieving marines in vigor.

Smart for her to not tell anybody where the real admiral was, considered Whitebeard, or was he here at all?

She did use a wall of bodies.. hmmm...there was much more to this show than what first met the eyes, much more.

Yes, because this flashy and glorious production was just a merely flashy sideshow, a distraction.

The main act was running in the plaza, almost unbothered even when his son Jinbe, and the purple head commander of the revolutionary army joined him, everyone was focused on the wrong thing.

Exactly like Ace's little sister wanted.

Whitebeard contemplated calling his sons to join the strawhat brat in saving Ace. But he knew if he did that, the magic would fade and the attention would shift.

He did order Marco to keep eye on the brats at the beginning and he trusted his eldest son to keep his head straight even in unanticipated situation like this one.

Hmmm what to do?

Hmmm… should he … or …

Those were the kind of split second decision that could change the course of your whole life, and those who followed you, Whitebeard considered.

Whitebeard smile get broader as he met Akainu's heated gaze filled with unconcealed rage and a barely visible hint of fear that anyone else would had missed, but Whitebeard's eyes were piercingly-sharp.

But he had already decided, hadn't he?

"My sons, defend the captured admirals," he ordered loudly, then he added, "And let's add more to the collection, also target the Shichibukai."

Cheers from his son's filled the air, joining the spirit of the play.

They would join the play, make it even flashier, grander.

A majestic play.

I am putting my trust in you brat, like your sister. You better give me back my son.

The tides of war had changed, there was no climbing back the waterfall.

He may be an old man, but that didn't mean he couldn't bend with the pull of the tides.

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Crocodile POV

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So the old man Whitebeard understood the real purpose of the plan he had expected nothing less of man of his caliber, mused Crocodile. Even if he had gotten old, Whitebeard's mind was still as sharp as ever.

Sengoku in the other hand was still not seeing the big picture yet. But he wasn't the fleet Admiral for nothing. Ten minutes, a maximum of fifteen before he understood what was the purpose of the kidnapped Admiral.

The question was would it be too late for him by then? (the poor bastard, Crocodile chuckled inwardly).

Now that Whitebeard and his sons joined in the real party (a little bit late if you asked him) maybe this would buy a little bit more time for the strawhat brats. Especially if they were able to capture another high ranking officer it would be a real checkmate for the marines.

He did notice that most of the Whitebeard pirates choose wisely to go and support the other three groups, especially the brat Lina's group, and stayed far away from his reach.

Crocodile released another sand storm at the approaching mob of marines following them trying to restore their honor by rescuing their precious Admiral.

The captured Admiral wasn't the target, but the means, you fools, he crackled inwardly.

He hadn't thought that there would come a day when he would fight willingly alongside Whitebeard and his pirates, of course they were doing it for very different reasons, his reasons weren't as noble as the old man's reasons.

But still to think that there existed two people in this world, not one or none, that were able to pull such a feat. To make him cooperate with those losers.

Hmmm...still he would admit, he was having fun screwing with marines (Maybe staying in Impel down affected him more than he first thought). Especially with crushing those marines that were so desperately running around trying to restore their lost honor.

He would have to give Lina an A for creativity, he couldn't remember being in any place with so much chaos, not even his plan in Alabasta had brought this kind of beautiful disorder and panic.

He puffed his smoke, enjoying air that smelled of such fear and desperation.

It was nice being in the winning side but it was such pity that it wasn't for things that really mattered to him.

He was almost sure that the Admiral that he was guarding wasn't the true one, but a smidge of suspicion was still peeking its head.

"That was far too easy."

"You could have resisted a little bit better."

Hearing this, made the marines go crazy with excitement and attack them in renewed enthusiasm, every f**king time. It was funny the first few times, but now it was getting annoying. He sent the source of his annoyance swimming in whirlpool of sand, crushing their bones in the process.

The voice of Kizaru repeating those senseless words, was a great touch.

Those, what she could them, Tone dials, were quite the useful tool but she was unfortunately quite vague as to where she acquired them (he would steal some, it should be easy with all the chaos, they would be useful to his future plans).

The marines were in trance. In their eyes there was one purpose; get their precious admiral back at any cost and they had stopped thinking completely. Questions like: how was he able to say this things? What was in the name of justice was he saying? Why was he repeating the same couple sentences and nothing new?

Those questions were not even being considered!

It was understandable really, snorted Crocodile, when you were a regular fool (AKA marine) in panic you don't think, you only moved following the other sheep in front of you and that what was Lina depending on.

She did know a lot about human emotions and thought processes, far more than he had given her credit for. How much was she able to read of the people and the situation? How many moves did she read ahead and had anticipated in this play? How much control was she exerting on the battlefield? What was her next move? Or had she used all her moves and left her pocket of tricks empty.

No, no, he didn't think so, but really he couldn't be sure.

He was not able to have any kind of read on her and her poker face was scarily unreadable.

The question that nagged him the most right now, he reluctantly admitted to himself was where for *uck sake was the real admiral?

Would Lina, the little brat chose him? Was he actually guarding Kizaru?

Hmmm to put the Admiral in her group would be too obvious, and the way her group was being chased and attacked ruthlessly made it apparent that marines thought she was holding the real admiral. Her group was doing much better now that the Whitebeard pirates had joined her, there had been some really close calls prior, so close that he even considered for millisecond aiding her group.

But still she could be using a reverse psychology.

Hmmm put him in the more obvious place.. Or …

Putting him with the clown group was too risky, the fool wasn't to be trusted, but maybe because of that she would chose him ..…..

That left his and Mr.1's groups. He and Mr.1 were basically her enemies. Who would she choose?

What he would have done in her place?

Hmmm...

He still couldn't follow the thought process of the little brat, which was making him really frustrated. He wanted to know.

He didn't like staying in the dark, which probably why she didn't tell him (she obviously didn't trust him either. She would need to be complete and utter idiotic fool to trust him) so she was keeping him in his toes, keeping him preoccupied with meaningless things.

He couldn't get any read on her, was she only a (very) smart girl with exceptional luck or was she a mastermind tightening and loosening the strings of her pawns .. in this scenario he was a pawn, he crushed the unfinished cigarette to the ground in disdain, and sent the group of marines getting close to him flying away. The sand was getting as restless as his master.

He wanted to know where the real admiral was. He considered just killing the man he was supposed to guard and just finding out that way, it would be a win- win situation for him.

But every time the words the little brat had said would repeat in his head like a broken record. He gritted his teeth in annoyance, crushing another cigarette that he has yet to use.

The words that the shitty brat told him before the chase began, echoed in his head whenever he considered just killing the damn supposed admiral, "out of all them, I am the least worried about you! From our experiences fighting you, I know what you are capable of. So I am not gonna send you as much reinforcement as the others. You are experienced pirate and leader, so I know that the marines won't be able to get the admiral from you."

Dammit, she was good, playing his ego like a violin.

He faced the supposed admiral who was being carried by several happy pirates, that were giving him a loving treatment.

He lit new cigarette (he probably should smoke less, his endless supplies of cigarettes weren't that endless), contemplating the matter, should he just kill Kizaru and be done with it. It would be a huge blow to her plans, a killing blow if it was the real Kizaru.

"Dammit!" He cursed, his voice not loud enough to drown the "Oh- I think I went too far-." of the supposed admiral.

His ego wouldn't let him!

He wouldn't let the marines rescue whoever it was under his loving care, and killing him himself wasn't an option right now. It will be a killing blow for his own ego if he did.

He wondered if the little brat knew that, and he was playing into her hands. Dammit.

Still, he couldn't back down now.

He chose to participate in this folly, so he will see it to the end (the end of his own choosing).

He absentmindedly wondered while deflecting an attack from some desperate group of marines using his poisonous hook, if the strawhat kid will be able to get close to his brother and rescue him before the magic evaporated.

Things could get real messy if he didn't, Crocodile grinned manically, feeling spiteful kind of satisfaction. That thought restored a bit of his good mood that had been diminished at his suspicious of being, like the other fools, merely a pawn.

Hmmmm….

Even if he was being used, he was gonna enjoy this battle nonetheless, by taking down as many of those fools (marines) as possible, and maybe take care of some of his fellow Shichibukai while he was at it. It was only fair, after all they didn't even bother with a farewell party for him when he was kicked out of the club. Such a rude and uncultured bunch.

Who first? Moria or the asshole Doflamingo.

Decisions, decisions.

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Ivankov POV

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The girl was genius tactician, no, genius was not enough to describe it. Everything so far worked like she foresaw. Worked as she anticipated in a way that was startlingly smooth.

It was kinda scary, actually really scary, Ivankov felt goosebumps go down his spine. He needed to keep his guard up.

When things were going too smoothly, it meant inevitably something was going to go seriously wrong. That what his experience and senses were telling him.

After all, they weren't out of the danger zone. Actually they were in the danger zone or what was supposed to be the danger zone. The elites of the elites were supposed to face them here.

It surprised him, that Luffy didn't turn his head even once with all the commotion that was happening and the deafening silence prior to it, he had never once stopped moving.

All the rushing marines passing him, running in quantities to where the fun was, nothing made him turn to look back. Curiosity in him was dead (he was probably the one that ate the cat).

He and Jinbe were able to join Luffy easily, the only thing that hindered them were the marines that bumped into them in the way here and some even were polite enough to apologize to them before continuing to the chaos ahead.

Really, he was experiencing a first here! Nobody stared at him, at his wonderful body, his gorgeous eyes, his fabulous hair, or his phenomenal tiara. They were all busy trying to rescue their fallen hero, those that were not still swimming (drowning actually) in denial.

Luffy's eyes were on his brother, not leaving him for second, ignoring everything else. Nothing mattered to him except his brother. He didn't even blink when saw the same brother laughing hysterically at the show his sister so masterfully orchestrated.

Ivankov had to resist with all his willpower, which lasted exactly two minutes, before turning his head to see the chaos behind him eyeing it with awe and appreciation.

Really, what a view! Not that he could see anything clearly.

He couldn't see what was actually going on but it seemed like, how did Lina put it?

Ohh, yes. A snorted laugh escaped from his mouth. Eeny, meeny, miny, moe let's play a deadly game of hide and seek. A special version just for pirates and marines.

A game where nobody knew where the real golden treasure (How anybody with functioning eyes could consider Kizaru's suit a golden treasure was beyond him, the man had no fashion sense whatsoever) was being hid. Well except Lina-chan, he himself was not privy of such knowledge.

Indeed they were both the children of that man, such tenacity, determination and dark humor in Lina's case, was flowing in their vines. Ahh, it made him want to swoon.

When he and Jinbe were able to finally join Luffy, he tried to assure him that Lina was okay, that he didn't need to worry.

His answer was "huh, of course Lina was okay, why wouldn't she be?" And he continued running as if the matter was closed, no, as if it wasn't open to begin with.

Hot indignation filled him in that moment. He opened his mouth to give the boy a piece of his mind about the dangerous and complicated plan his sister preformed to make his journey to their brother much easier and smoother, but a shake from Jinbe's head stopped him. Jinbe was right, now wasn't the time (It would probably not affect the headstrong boy, or more accurately fly over his head).

They needed to save Ace, and get all three out of here alive. That was the most important thing. This world needed them, he was sure of this, and he would do his utmost to make sure they get out of this madhouse alive, not matter how steep the price was.

Still, Lina's plan, her intuition and the way her plan worked had exceeded all his expectations. He thought they could bring miracles, but this was on utterly different level.

He wondered what their own chief of staff would think about this, what he would have done? Would he have been able to see the brilliance of the plan and the person as clearly as he, Ivankov, was able?

Hmmm maybe he should arrange meeting between the two, hmmmm, no, the three.

He and Luffy would either get along famously or hate each other guts out (with those two it was always the extremes, no middle ground!) they both were too reckless and made everyone around them turn into worrywarts with no nails (in some cases with no fingers, or a whole hand), and the way they treated food made his stomach turn in not so pleasant way, YIKES (maybe he shouldn't let them meet, he could feel a disaster brewing on the horizon of this meeting).

He would make the call after they get out of this mess, preferably alive, and maybe arrange a meeting. Even a Den Den Mushi conference call would do (this may be even the smartest option!), he would somehow make it happen ... but first to get them out of here alive and in one piece.

Dammit!

Dammit, as Lina expected, her plan would not fool him. His old and dearest friend was flying against the stream of bodies to their direction.

No. According to what Lina and Jinbe told him, there was nothing of the friend he once knew in him anymore.

Lina told Ivankov, and she wasn't able to conceal the wariness from her voice, that he would not be fooled at all, others would may be momentarily fooled, but him no, and she was right.

Ivankov knew things were going smoothly right now, and he was determined for them to stay so for Luffy's sake.

"Jinbe, advance," he ordered, giving him a serious look that was quite rare sight in his face. Jinbe gave a nod of acknowledgment (that had several hidden meaning in it: 'take care of yourself', 'don't flutter', 'I will protect him and watch his back', 'we will be waiting for you to join us' ... ) and fastened his pace to match Luffy's, they were getting closer to Ace, nothing could go wrong now, he would not permit it.

He dreaded this moment, but he would face it, as Okama's Queen, as commander of the Revolutionary Army, as his friend.

He got to his fighting stance and murmured to himself, "I will take care of this." He would, he didn't have the luxury of not taking this fight seriously, and luckily he knew exactly how to handle the Nikyu Nikyu no Mi powers.

"Kuma, you moron! How dare you forget me. I vill make you remember me."

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Did anyone see that coming? What your thoughts on Lina's plan so far?

Things are getting more intense, right? XD Where do you think the admiral is? Anybody? Your bet on?

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IMPORTANT

I have to apologize and let you know, I don't know when I will update again, I am having a lot of problems with the plot. I know Lina's plan (well, MINE) and some scenes are already written (on paper or in my mind) but how to connect them and make the plot flow is problematic to say the least.

I hope like in this chapter, after reading your reviews and being encouraged. For inspiration to strike and to be able to update soon. I make no promises. BUT I will not abandon in any way this Fic. It was a promise to myself, to write it and see it through.

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For good news I will update MDNR soon!

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Thank you for all the encouragement so far, hope you will be patient with me.

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Please leave a review, I do love to read your thoughts ^^