Cortez probably should have thought about the situation a little more. When every marine ship gets destroyed except for one, it'd probably be better not to get on it no matter how scared one is. That is what happened in the end however. More than three quarters of his men were killed by Daisy and he was scared out of his mind. He had gotten on the one remaining marine vessel and vowed not to move until they were leaving. His giant luxurious transport was also destroyed. He emerged from the chaos, swearing and proclaiming he'd be ordering a buster call on the Island. Word spread of his rants the next morning and all the citizens were in a frenzy trying to get transport off the Island. The remaining marines tried to keep the peace but they couldn't stop half the giant ships full of citizens from leaving. The marine base that had also been thrown in a state of insanity was being stormed by the town folk trying to free their family members from being executed. Cortez waited in the main room in the marine vessel as his remaining staff grabbed the slaves and loaded them on the ship. As much of a mess that the pier was with all the ships all trying to leave at the same time, they all still let the marine vessel exit.

Cortez said in his room, surrounded by guards and guns. The door had been bolted from the inside and he was not planning on leaving that room until he got back to the holy land. He tried to calm down as he started at the door. Above the door there was a metal vent that was there to pump in heat during the cold winters of the North. He looked at it as he tried to relax. Then he saw an eye staring at him through the tiny vent. He rubbed his eyes and stared at the vent not even six inches in diameter.

"Look! Look! There's an assassin!" he sputtered as he pointed at the vent. The men in balck suits all looked up at the vent. They seemed confused but refused to disagree with the noble. One of them stood on a chair and unscrewed the vent while all the others pointed their guns toward the vent. The man on the coor looked into the vent, he didn't see anything. Then he saw two eyes open and a smile from the walls. He shrieked as a tentacle wrapped itself around his head and then unraveled itself, snapping his neck in the process. The men in black suits all opened fire at the vent. They unloaded their guns and stood there looking for blood. Suddenly four tentacles wrapped around four of them and snapped their necks. Melody had camouflaged along the walls so that they couldn't see her move behind them. The one man left pulled out a knife but alas was too late. Melody grabbed his ankle and whipped him around the room, slamming him into everything in sight until he was dead. Cortez trembled in his boots. He was horrified as the octopus girl turned to look at him.

"What do wa-want?" he said as he fumbled for his gun. He grabbed it and tried to shoot her, missing every time. She paid no attention to him and instead whistled. They heard distant smashing noises and then Stripes came through the floor. He was smirking and looking around with morbid curiosity. Melody turned her two arms into tentacles. He wrapped one around stripes body and the other one tighty around the noble. Very coldly she said:

"Don't breathe"

With that they were plunged into the ocean. Melody kept her grip tight despite passing out. Stripes was a skilled swimmer and had no trouble carrying both of them back to the ship where the others were waiting. As he swam he held out his left hand and shook it a few times. Seeing the signal, April came out from the dephs and went to the ship. She concentrated and shot her hands in the air, sending a geyser of water out of the water and the ship flew into the air. She didn't bother checking where it landed and instead went to swim by Stripes and get to the ship.

The six captains sat on the ship with anxious faces. They had set out a round table in the middle of the deck and were all staring at each other. They had sailed out a little bit so that they could avoid all the traffic and were now far ahead of the docks. Rustage sit in his charge looking from side to side, mending some small wounds from stray bullets. Miraculously none of the captains suffered much damage themselves. Rusatge blocked most attacks with his cards, Roger didn't encounter any skilled haki users, Tekking had fought kizaru but didn't get that hurt before Joel stole the show and the rant captains didn't actually enter combat. Their crews on the other hand were in bad shape. Jones was covered in bullet holes but was alive, Connor had several broken bones and a severe concussion. King had broken an arm during the fight with the gorilla. Tekking's crew was the worst of all. Joyboy's arm was completely shattered and had blood coming out of his ear. Saige was covered in burns and three broken ribs. Ohara's whole body was recovering from the shock of the explosion while Joel was dead. The rant pirates were all worried for melody who still hasn't turned up.

"Where the hell are they?" Roger hissed from his chair.

"Well we saw the ship go flying so we know for a fact that the noble is with them" Animak answered.

"I don't get why you didn't just have the octopus girl kill Cortez" Roger answered.

"You're strategist told me that it was fair for all of us to kill him, besides my plan has worked so far so there is no reason to doubt it now" Animak responded. Roger opened his mouth to say something when Cortez came flying out of the ocean and onto the table. He was coughing water and looking at his surroundings. Melody climbed onto the deck, wheezing for air and coughing up water. Stripes hopped on board, smiling and giving his captain a thumbs up. The six captains looked down at the noble on the table.

"You insolent peasants, release me immedi-" Cortoez started before he was slapped by Briggs. He clutched his cheek and looked at Briggs with hatred in his eyes. Briggs on the other hand was elated. He had slapped a world noble. He had done something almost no one else in the world had ever done. Briggs let a grin creep on his face as he looked at the angry noble. He raised his hand and the noble flinched. Briggs couldn't believe it. The all powerful tenryuubito who controlled everything, was scared of him. The power made him high. The three captains all backed up from him as he stood up from the chair. The noble looked at his surroundings. He walked towards Roger holding out his hand and opened his mouth to say something. Before he could though he got the butt of 2spooky's rifle in the stomach and fell to his knees. 2spooky felt the same rush as Briggs. The other captains looked at their faces and wanted to feel the same high. So they all took turns punching him, not hard enough to knock him out, just to hurt like hell. The high they felt was better than any alcohol, the sensation was better than sex and they were adicted to it. However, they had a mission.

"So...Who's going to kill him?" Rusatge asked.

"Are any of us willing to miss out on the chance of saying 'I killed a world noble'?" Roger said again.

"Let's all stab him through the chest together, at the same time" Nux said. The captains looked at each other and all nodded. Roger pulled out his finest Katana. Tekking unsheathed his blade. Nux charged up a plasma finger. Animak grabbed his long handle sword. Briggs clutched onto his axe. Rustage made one card razor sharp and levitated it right in front of him. On the count of three, the six captains plunged their swords into his chest, fired their plasma beams and sent their cards. The moment only lasted a few seconds, Cortez was dead immediately, but it felt as if an hour had passed. The pure happiness that radiated from the six captains was evident on their faces. They all watched as Cortez's eyes closed and his body went stiff. They pulled out their weapons and saw as his body fell to the ground in slow motion. Spooky looked to the floor and fired a bullet into his back to make sure he was dead.

"Well boys it's official. We're living legends!"

The two men strung their guitars with huge smiles on their faces as they looked at the chaos around them. Both smiling.

"So blind man, I bet you wish you could see all of this right now" the man with the rough voice said.

"Eyes for the weak, ears are true windows to soul" the blind man answered with his broken tongue. They both snickered. A man with a yellow suit approached the blind man.

"The marines sure do love their blind leaders don't they" The rough man said as a murder of Crows swerved around behind him as well. From them emerged a man with a beak mask and a bald head.

"No hables, viejo. ¿Cómo puedo esperar resultados de los terroristas? If they rely on old hobo like you" The blind man answered. Both men laughed. Both talked out to the men behind them without turning around.

"Can't you see I'm talking with my friend here" they both said, though the blind man said it in a considerably heavy accent. However they both stood up and acknowledged it was time to leave.

"It was nice catching up with you, Marine Vice admiral Felix" the rough man said, smirking.

"I look forward to next time, Terrorist commander Rudy" The blind man answered.

"Hey that's rude, I'm not a terrorist, I'm a revolutionary. Karasu let's go"

"Don't worry, the world needs more terrorists with flair for music. Kizaru, por favor". Both smiled and played their guitars in sync as they walked in opposite directions.