Hi guys! Here is the next One Shot!
This is more in Modern World and Whitebeard needs Ace's help with something
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Whitebeard looked as Cillian walked into the tattoo parlor and the cops stayed outside in a car, they couldn't walk in and get those files back, as the cops would see and all Cillian had to do was make a scene. And the moment Cillian walked out, they were screwed as he was on his way out of the country. Thatch gave a swear. "What now?" Whitebeard tried to think, before he got an idea and took up his phone and dialed a number. As he put the phone to his ear, Thatch looked at him. "Who are you calling?" Whitebeard took a breath. "Our last hope."
It was answered after a couple rings. "Hello, Newgate, what may I do for you?" Said Ace on the other line. They had worked a lot with Ace lately, he was a good help and knew a lot, and how to handle stuff. But all of the last months had been connected to their companies and not this kind of business. And while he viewed Ace as a friend, he wasn't sure if Ace did think of him as a friend, maybe Whitebeard was just a business partner to Ace. But he was willing to pay for this, they needed those files. Whitebeard shook his head a bit. "I need a favor. We're on the East side of town, Longfield street, black car, could you drop by within an hour?" He heard a hum. "I am available. On my way." Whitebeard gave a relieved breath. "Thanks." Ace hummed. "No issue." Then Ace hung up and he put his phone down. Izou looked at him. "Who was that?" Whitebeard nodded. "Ace. Maybe he knows what we can do." Whitebeard then looked at Thatch. "We need to fill him in." Thatch didn't look too sure, but nodded. They had no other hope.
After maybe 10 minutes, Ace came on a motorcycle, he parked it a bit away, before he took off his helmet as he came to the car and was let in so he could sit down. They had used one of the large company cars. "What do you need?" Asked Ace. Whitebeard was on his way to speak, when Thatch shook his head. "No. This is my fault, I can fill him in." Whitebeard looked at his son, who looked worried, but this was their last hope, so Whitebeard nodded, and Ace looked at Thatch. "What's up?" Thatch took a breath. "Someone stole something we need back. If we don't, our company will be shut down." Ace nodded. "What is it?" Thatch took one more breath. "It's because of my… biological parents…" He got Thatch was unsure and didn't want to say as they were really bad people, and Ace handled those kinds of people in his work. He hadn't filled everyone in on all that Ace did, just some. That Ace was an informant.
Ace hummed as Thatch was silent for a second. "You mean your parents Theo and Tilla Malsugi? Or your siblings, Treach, Trish, Tritch, Thalia, and Thania? Or your aunt, Thea?" Thatch looked utterly shocked and horrified. "Y- you know?" Ace nodded. "I know who you are, yes. But I don't get what those have to do with your company. A lawsuit?" Thatch shook his head. "No. A guy stole some documents, nothing bad with them, but he forged more papers with them. It looks like we used drug, slave, and blood money to fund stuff and other horrible stuff to fund and advertise our company. That I used the ties my biological family has." Ace nodded. "That would not be good. Who has it?" Thatch blinked. "You don't… care? That they are my family?" Ace hummed. "Why should I? They aren't. You got a new family, a good one. You left it behind. Apart from your biological family, you have a brain and conscience." Thatch looked shocked, but also relieved.
Ace hummed. "So, who and where?" Marco sighed. "He's now in the tattoo parlor there, yoi." Ace nodded and looked. "And I can see there is a cop car there, as well as two feds in a car behind the cops." Whitebeard blinked and looked out and saw a black car with tinted windows. He didn't know that. Whitebeard nodded. "He turned into a rat in his group/gang and said he needs help to escape to stay alive and if he gets out of the country alive, he will share a lot of stuff. He's blackmailing us for money." Ace nodded. "Name?" Whitebeard nodded. "Cillian Miller." Ace hummed. "Irish. Mid 30s. Blond hair. Drives a Mercedes that's dark green and has plates that spell out Dubland. Right?" Whitebeard blinked. "Yes. Do you know him?" Ace hummed. "You can call it that." Ace then grabbed a pair of small binoculars and looked in the window to the tattoo parlor.
After a few seconds, he hummed as he put them away. "What does he have? Documents? Pictures? Something else?" Thatch gave a breath. "Documents." Ace nodded. "On him?" Thatch gave a small nod. "I think so. He called this morning, said he had them and would turn them in as he left the country, he would just get a tattoo. He leaves after this. He won't share it if we give him 20 million by 6pm. We got an account number to send it to." Ace nodded. "Sounds right. He is a rat, a liar, and a traitor." Ace then took up his phone and dialed a number. Thatch blinked. "Are you calling him?" Ace shook his head. "No. Be quiet while I take this call." Thatch nodded and they were quiet.
After a couple seconds it was answered and Ace spoke. "Hi, Chip. It's Ace D Portgas. I'm gonna need that favor you owe me." The other line spoke and Ace nodded. "I know, you don't need to leave. The guy on your table now, give him a reason to go to the bathroom in a couple minutes. You do that, you have paid me back the favor you owe me for when I saved your daughter." The other line spoke and Ace smiled. "Good." Then Ace took the phone down and hung up, before he looked at them. "Newgate, Thatch, Marco, you can join. Make sure we get the right papers." They nodded and then went out of the car.
Ace then started walking to the right, which he found odd as the entrance was to the left. "Where are you going?" He asked. Ace hummed. "Feel free to go in the main entrance and get a target on your back from the cops and feds, I am not. Backway." Smart. Whitebeard nodded and they followed. They then walked into a small alley and into a door that Ace had the code to, before they were in what looked like a beatdown public restroom. This wasn't the restroom the tattoo parlor used, and he felt shocked. "Why are we here?" Ace hummed. "You'll see. In here, be quiet. Come out when I call." He said as he opened the door to a large stall and they went in and Ace halfway closed the door, then he heard Ace walk a bit, before he stilled.
After maybe a minute, he heard a door open, before it banged shut and he heard Ace speak. "Hi, Cillian." He heard a startled breath before Cillian spoke. "A-Ace. I am leaving today." Ace hummed. "But don't you remember the deal? You should have left, at the latest, Sunday. And what is today?" Cillian swallowed. "Wednesday." Ace hummed. "Yes. But not only that, you broke the deal we had." Cillian swallowed. "I didn't! I left your brothers alone!" Ace hummed. "You did, yes. But, the deal wasn't only with my brothers, but those I care about." Cillian swallowed. "I haven't messed with anyone! I promise, Ace." Ace hummed, before he gave a small whistle, and he took that as his cue and opened the door and walked out and Cillian looked shocked, before he looked at Ace. "I had no idea. I promise. You need to believe me. I didn't know you were with them."
Ace hummed. "The deal was that you would leave at once. You said you needed a couple days to gather your stuff, the reason I gave you until Sunday since I was feeling generous. Not to get blackmail and threaten people, Cillian. That wasn't the deal." Cillian swallowed and quickly moved and opened his jacket and took out a large envelope and handed it to Ace. "Here." Ace handed it to Thatch, who opened it and nodded. "This is it." Ace looked at Cillian. "Copies?" Cillian shook his head. "No copies. I promise. I needed the original to get out fast." Ace nodded. "Yes, with the feds, also not the deal." Cillian breathed hard, on his way to speak when Ace did and motioned to them. "Leave. I'm right behind." They nodded and went out, and as they were outside, they halted a bit as Thatch made sure it was everything, which it was. They then decided to wait for Ace here, as Ace might just say a couple more warnings. But after a minute, he heard a gunshot and he felt horrified, before he understood Ace shot Cillian.
Whitebeard moved and made them move back to the car, as Ace told them to leave first for a reason, to not see it. As they got to the car, Izou blinked at them. "How did it go?" Thatch showed the envelope. "Got it all." Izou nodded. "Then why do you look shocked?" Thatch swallowed. "I think Ace… killed him." Izou blinked. "What? Why?" Thatch shook his head a bit. "He… had a deal with Ace, and he broke it. This was the consequence." Izou blinked. "He killed a guy?" Thatch nodded and looked shocked, and Izou blinked. "We need to call the cops!" Whitebeard held up his hand. "No. We will not." Izou blinked. "Why not? He is a murderer!" Whitebeard nodded. "Yes. But he doesn't just kill to kill. He doesn't just kill since he is told or paid to kill someone."
Izou blinked. "How do you know that for sure?!" Whitebeard sighed. "If he just did it since he was paid to, I would have been killed by him." Everyone looked shocked. "What!?" Said Thatch. Whitebeard nodded. "Yes. That's how I know Ace. He came, a bit before Teach stole our stuff. Teach hired Ace to kill me. Ace did a check on me and came and told he someone wanted me dead, but what he had been told was lies. He informed me of this, and told me to watch my back. And if I needed to, to call him. When Teach stole our stuff, I called him for help. He fixed it." Everyone blinked, before Marco looked shocked. "Teach didn't kill someone, yoi?" Whitebeard shook his head. "No. Ace framed him. I told Ace to make so Teach could never hurt anyone again, especially us. But I didn't want him dead." Namur blinked. "But there are gangs in the prison! And a large cartel. If Teach speaks with them, tell them what happened, you are dead. They have so many ties and work from prison!"
Whitebeard shook his head. "No. The one Teach was framed to kill, was with them. Ace covered everything. Teach isn't allowed to live a calm prison life because of this." Everyone blinked, Thatch looking shocked. "Oh my God. That time in town! That human trafficker!" Whitebeard nodded. "Yes. That was also Ace. He wanted to show the world." Everyone looked shocked. Whitebeard hummed. "Ace isn't someone who will just kill if you have the money to pay him, he researches. And he doesn't just research a name, he researches you." Thatch blinked. "That's why he is okay with me, I left." Whitebeard nodded. "Yes. Ace is a good guy." Everyone nodded.
Ace then came up to the car and looked like himself. "All done, he won't follow you. If you need me, call." Whitebeard blinked. "You don't want anything?" Ace hummed. "Friends help friends since they are friends." Whitebeard blinked, before he smiled. "Thank you, Ace." Ace hummed. "No issue."
Ace then started to leave, walking away, when Thatch spoke. "Also, you forgot my uncle. He has laid low lately it seems like, the last 2 years, but he is dangerous as well, he is-" Ace hummed. "No. Theodore is dead." Ace then turned his head and smiled slyly. "I made sure of it myself." Then Ace turned his head back and walked on as he lifted his hand. "Speak later." Then Ace took on his helmet and sat on his bike and started it before he drove off. Thatch blinked. "He killed… my uncle? But he's not mad at me? I mean, he had to have a reason to kill him, right?" Whitebeard nodded. "Yes. But as I said, Ace does research. You're not a bad man, son." Thatch nodded, looking shocked. Whitebeard then hummed. "No one tells anyone about Ace's side job, okay?" Everyone nodded, and that was good.
They then left, and an hour later, Izou blinked as he was on his phone, before he looked at him. "Pops, it hit the news now. Front page on the web news." Whitebeard nodded and took up his phone and it was the main large headline, which read Man killed in tattoo parlor, affiliated with gangs. Whitebeard clicked in on it to read it, and it did say it was being updated as they got new information. It said a man had been found killed at a tattoo parlor, shot in the head. It was theorized to be a silencer since no one heard anything, which was a lie, but the tattoo artist must have obliged and kept Ace safe since he owed Ace. Cillian had papers on him with information about different gangs in the area and state, obviously the information he would give if he got to flee, what he promised for protection by the cops and feds.
It also said because of this, this was a gang matter and the general population should not be worried about a murderer around, this was if you were in that gang environment, and said to stay away from that kind of environment. It also said the bullet used and gun found, was connected to the Mexican cartel, who got the blame, which fit with the documents found on him. Ace was very good at his job, to not be in the search light. But this was good, it meant they were safe, and Whitebeard was glad he was on Ace's side. He was glad Ace was a good man at heart.
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