Doflamingo had never, in all his life, felt such rage.

He was trapped, jailed in seastone like a rat in a cage, all thanks to the infernal woman sitting right next to him.

"You didn't tell me you were a pirate," he remarked petulantly.

"You didn't ask" she said, "And, anyway, it wasn't that important. The crew I was a part of disbanded a while ago, and I don't look much like my Wanted Poster. I'm surprised they recognized me."

"I would recognize you anywhere, Nightmare," a new voice piped up, "After all, you left quite the impression."

A man had arrived, an imposing Marine with a beak-like nose and a battle-scarred face. Judging from both his uniform and imposing presence, Doflamingo figured that this guy was the leader of the Marine base.

Luna regarded the man with an icy expression. "I don't believe we've met, Mister…?"

"I'm Captain Tallion, formerly of the 113th division," The Marine replied, "and I wouldn't expect pirate scum like you to remember all the decent folk you've terrorized, but I was there that night in Sabaody, and I was the one dealing with the aftermath."

Doflamingo was burning with curiosity. He hadn't heard of any incidents at Sabaody, but his attention was diverted when the Marine spoke again.

"Not that it matters, Nightmare. You and your boy-toy are due to be shipped to Impel Down come sunrise." He turned on his heel and strode out, his voice lingering in the cell. "You're to face enhanced interrogation before your execution. So enjoy the cell while you can." He cackled lowly, amused at his own joke. The door closed with a final thud.

Doflamingo, who was sputtering angrily at being called boy-toy of all things, sobered immediately at his words. It didn't take a genius to figure out what "enhanced interrogation" meant, and for the first time in a very long while he could feel the icy tendrils of fear spreading in his chest.

"Don't worry," Luna whispered to him, "I have no intention of being sent to Impel Down."

That wasn't particularly reassuring to Doflamingo, as Luna was as bound in seastone as he was. However, when he expressed that, she only smiled a secretive smile. "Just wait," she said.

The hours passed in a slow crawl. Doflamingo could see, out of the cell window, the pastel colors of sunset. Luna didn't say much, and he was too busy stewing to make conversation. He was just glad that his crew wasn't here to see him like this.

"Where is your crew?" Luna asked him suddenly. "Earlier, you mentioned a crew. Where are they?"

"Not here," Doflamingo replied, "We had plans to rendezvous at a nearby island tomorrow at dawn."

"Hmmm," Luna turned thoughtful, "This island, do you know how to get there?"

"Is the sky blue?" snapped Doflamingo. "What's with the twenty questions, anyway?"

Luna ignored him and began to tug and twist the chains, testing them out. Doflamingo watched with increasing exasperation.

"You know that's seastone, right?" he asked dryly.

She stopped for a moment, shooting him a look drier than the Alabastan desert. "Really? I hadn't noticed."

"I'm just saying, it's a waste of your time to try to escape now. Wait until morning, it'll be easier, then." Doflamingo condescendingly explained.

Luna didn't respond, standing abruptly despite the chains. The newly risen moon shone through the window, illuminating her in an otherworldly glow. She looked regal, powerful, and incredibly confident.

With a quick twist of her arms, she shattered the seastone chains that bound her. She then knelt before him, her dark skin almost glowing in the light of the moon.

"We have to move quickly." she said. "After I bust us out, I'm going to need you to navigate us to where your crew is."

She worked quickly, snapping off the cuffs that bound him. Doflamingo stood, heaving a sigh of relief as his strength returned to him, even as his mind was reeling from what he just witnessed.

Quickly, she helped him up and grabbed the bars of the cell. With a rush of her strange power the lock snicked open, the doors swinging wide. She grabbed his hand and pulled him through the base, sneaking their way through the winding halls.

However, their fortune did not last forever. Rounding a corner, they came face to face with a group of Marines patrolling the base. Luna looked ready to fight, but Doflamingo beat her to it. With a slashing motion, he released his strings, tripping all the guards. He watched with deep satisfaction as they all fell like bowling pins. He slowly made his advance, intending to kill the vermin who dared to lock him in seastone, who dared to threaten him with torture.

Luna grabbed Doflamingo's arm and bodily dragged him away. "Whatever you were planning to do," she said, "we don't have time. Let's go, quickly! We're running out of time."

Doflamingo was still steaming mad, but he'd wait until they got out of this shitshow before he expressed it.

(How dare she, the darkest part of his mind whispered, how dare she get in the way of his intended prey)

Luna dragged him to a secluded corner and whispered quietly, "We're not going to be able to leave through the front door. Plug your ears, I have an idea."

Whatever she was going to do, Doflamingo had a sneaking suspicion that he wasn't gonna like it. He covered his ears as Luna blasted the stone wall, making a huge ruckus and nearly collapsing the building.

Together, they ran through the hole in the wall and out into the courtyard, dodging the bullets hailing down on them from approaching Marines. They ran all through the town, waking up the residents as they dashed through the deserted streets.

Finally, they made it to the Port, and Doflamingo led her to a small boat he had stolen. A large, sudden gust of wind blew them from port, and they were off into the cloudless night, the light of a full moon guiding them.