Following the second assault on Marineford, news of Jinbe's passing reverberated widely across the pirate community. Esteemed captains and influential figures of the seas were profoundly taken aback by this development, eliciting a range of reactions as diverse as the vast oceans themselves. Deeply moved by the loss of Jinbe, a figure held in high regard, some individuals conveyed their respect and admiration for the esteemed fishman warrior. Condolences and tributes flooded in from various corners of the Grand Line and even beyond.
Following Jinbe's disappearance, some individuals perceived an opportunity to alter the power dynamics in the New World and consequently initiated strategic planning. Speculation regarding forthcoming conflicts and power struggles rapidly circulated, fueled by the prevalent uncertainty within the tumultuous realm of piracy.
Certain pirates interpreted Jinbe's demise as a stark reminder of the persistent perils inherent in pirate life on the seas. Consequently, they resolved to exercise heightened caution and vigilance, acknowledging that even eminent figures could succumb to the capricious nature of the oceans.
Subsequently, clandestine figures from the underworld and adept manipulators within political-pirate circles commenced orchestrating schemes in a bid to exploit Jinbe's absence for their ends.
However, despite his untimely passing, Jinbe's legacy endured in the hearts of those who revered him, poised to uphold his memory amidst future challenges.
The news of Jinbe's death caused a powerful wave of shock among the inhabitants of Fishman Island. Considered one of their own, the former Warlord was not only respected, but he was also a symbol of pride and courage for the inhabitants of the island. His death left a huge void in their community, and many were plunged into deep mourning.
Walking through the streets of Fishman Island, it was not uncommon to hear the laments and prayers of the residents echoing, while spontaneous gatherings formed in public squares and temples dedicated to the ancestors. Residents paid tribute to their fallen hero, sharing stories of his exploits and remembering his kindness and devotion to their people.
However, Jinbe's disappearance also left a vacuum of power and protection on Fishman Island. With news of his death, rumors spread quickly among the pirates of the surrounding seas that the island was now vulnerable and without one of its great defenders. The most ruthless of pirates saw this as an opportunity too good to ignore. Attacks on Fishman Island increased, as bandits and brigands attempted to plunder its riches and enslave its population. The inhabitants, already grieving the loss of their hero, now found themselves facing a growing threat, as pirate ships roamed the surrounding waters, seeking to exploit the island's apparent weakness.
The escalation of the human pirates' abuses only further fanned the flames of hatred and distrust toward humans among the inhabitants of Fishman Island. Faced with this growing threat, a sense of anger and frustration grew within the Fishmen community, fueling resentment toward those they perceived as the perpetrators of their misfortunes.
In this climate of tension and uncertainty, an extremist group of fishmen, based in the fishmen's neighborhood, quickly gained influence and notoriety. Armed with fiery speeches and promises of revenge, these radical activists resonated with many residents who felt abandoned and betrayed by the outside world.
Soon, the influence of this extremist group extended beyond the working-class neighborhoods of Fishman Island, even reaching the upper echelons of society. Politicians and community leaders, eager to channel the anger and resentment of their people, began to listen attentively to the fiery speeches of these activists, seeking radical solutions to protect their people and avenge the memory of Jinbe.
Tensions between the fishmen and humans reached unprecedented heights, threatening to tear the fragile social balance of the island apart. Demonstrations and riots broke out sporadically, while anti-human slogans echoed in the streets, fueling the climate of fear and mistrust.
Meanwhile, the authorities on Fishman Island found themselves faced with a complex dilemma, torn between the need to protect their people from attacks by human pirates and the growing danger of extremist radicalization within their community. In the shadows, the forces that sought to exploit these growing divisions for their interests waited, ready to seize any opportunity that presented itself in the tumultuous waters of Fishman Island.
POV Admiral Kizaru
New Marine Headquarters
The admiral's meeting room at the new Marine Headquarters was filled with palpable tension as the Marine's highest-ranking officers gathered to discuss recent events. Among them stood Admiral Kizaru, his gaze scanning each face present, seeking to understand the implications of the situation.
It had been a few days since Sakazuki decided to move the Marine Headquarters to the premises of the former G1. According to him, the Marine needed to strengthen its presence and authority in the New World.
Chief Admiral Akainu, standing at the head of the table, spoke in a hoarse, commanding voice. "My dear colleagues, we are gathered today to assess the situation that recently shook Marineford. As you know, our base was attacked a second time by three pirates: the former privateer Jinbe; the rookie Monkey D. Luffy; and finally, Silver Rayleigh, the Dark King."
Hearing the last name, most of the people present exchanged worried glances. A large majority were already in the Marine when Silver Rayleigh roamed the seas with the former Pirate King, Gol D. Roger. The reappearance of this man was not viewed favorably.
Without saying a word, the officers listened attentively, their expressions showing their concern at the seriousness of the events
"During this attack, we suffered some losses. But the most serious thing is that many journalists were on site during this event, which no longer allows us to keep this incident confidential."
Sakazuki violently slammed a newspaper onto the table as he spoke. Despite his promotion, his demeanor remained as intense and volatile as ever. "This is the second attack, and we won. Why did he need to summon us all like this?"Kizaru wondered, trying to hide a big yawn with his right hand.
"The most disturbing aspect of this affair is that we are leading our population to believe that the Marine is weak and incapable of thwarting a second assault on its base."
Kizaru, while listening to the reports from the other dignitaries, reflected on the potential threat that Captain Tanya Degurechaff still posed. He knew that this mysterious individual was a formidable asset to consider. However, given her numerous actions since joining the ranks of the Marine, Kizaru considered the young girl to be a real thorn in their side.
"If she continues like this, the fragile global balance that has been established will be disrupted, and we, poor admirals, will be increasingly called upon…"
After reading all the reports from the various departments of the Marine, Chief Admiral Sakazuki, with an impassive face but eyes burning with intensity, stood up from his seat. His authority filled the room as he addressed the other admirals and high-ranking officers present.
"It is clear that we must take immediate action to strengthen the security of Marineford and protect our interests. We can no longer afford to be caught unprepared by such attacks."
He listed a series of directives to be implemented quickly:
"First, we must strengthen surveillance of our borders and access routes to Marineford. No vessel should be allowed to approach without prior authorization."
"It is imperative to increase patrols around the island and all Marine bases, and implement additional security measures at all points of entry. No suspicious individuals should be allowed into our facilities without a thorough vetting."
All the officers present exchanged perplexed glances, but knowing their superior, none dared to interrupt him.
"Second, we must intensify training exercises for all soldiers. We must be prepared to face any threat, whether it comes from without or from within."
"Additionally, we must enhance security within Marineford itself. We cannot afford any lapses in our defense."
The weight of Sakazuki's words hung in the air, leaving a heavy silence in the room as the admirals and officers absorbed the gravity of their order.
"It is also crucial to conduct thorough investigations to understand how an attack of this scale could have occurred. We must identify the flaws in our defense system and correct them immediately."
"Finally, I want our forces to be on high alert. We cannot afford to let our guard down, even for a moment. The Marine must remain vigilant and ready to act at a moment's notice."
The other admirals nodded in agreement, understanding the urgency and seriousness of the situation. They knew that the Navy now faced an unprecedented threat and that it was imperative to act quickly to ensure its survival and security.
Akainu, after outlining the measures to be taken to strengthen the security of Marineford, went on to address another crucial subject.
"In addition, I would like to announce that following the departure of Admiral Aokiji and my promotion to the rank of Grand Admiral, two new admirals have been appointed to fill these vacancies."
He fixed his gaze on the officers present, emphasizing the importance of this announcement.
"Admiral Fujitora, known for his mastery of gravity and his keen sense of justice, will join our ranks. His commitment to protecting citizens and fighting crime is undeniable, and I am confident that he will strengthen our force."
"Welcome, Admiral Fujitora."
As soon as he heard his name, a large man stood awkwardly and thanked the audience for their applause. This man had a scar on his forehead that went through both eyes. He had short black hair, a beard, and a mustache of the same color. He seemed to be very tall, a common trait among admirals that always amused Kizaru. A white Marine coat with gold epaulets sat over his purple kimono with a black belt. When the newly appointed admiral opened his eyes, he revealed completely white eyes, a sign of his blindness.
Akainu paused, giving everyone time to absorb this news before continuing.
"In addition, Admiral Aramaki will be joining us. Although he is a recent addition to our ranks, his strength and expertise in strategy and tactics will be a valuable asset to the Marine. We are honored to welcome him among us."
The new arrival's clothing style was not to Kizaru's liking. Aramaki was tall and muscular, with wild black hair. The sunglasses on his nose revealed small, narrow eyes and prominent eyebrows. These eyebrows were not the only feature that stood out; his lips were as well. His only outer garment was a navy blue cape, which he wore openly. A tattoo with the kanji 死川心中 (Shikawa Shinjū) could be read vertically from his neck down his left breast to his stomach. Finally, he also wore slightly torn dark pants that blended into a light floral pattern on the left pant leg.
The room fell silent as the officers took in the introductions of the new admirals. The significance of these appointments was not lost on anyone present, and the weight of the moment was palpable.
"With these new additions to our ranks," Akainu continued, "we will be better equipped to face the challenges ahead. The Marine will emerge stronger and more resolute in its mission to uphold justice and protect the world from piracy."
Kizaru, despite his usual laid-back demeanor, felt a sense of urgency and anticipation. The Marine were entering a new era, and the challenges ahead would test their strength and resolve like never before.
Kizaru looked at the two newcomers with a perplexed expression. "Sakazuki, I know you don't want the Marine to appear weak in the eyes of the public but was recruiting a blind and a punk to the rank of admiral the best idea you had in store?"
Sakazuki gave a solemn look to the admirals present, emphasizing the importance of these new appointments. "We now have a strong and determined team of admirals, ready to face any threats that may arise. Together, we will ensure the safety and prosperity of the Maribe and its citizens."
Applause rang out in the room, a sign of approval and support for these new nominations. The admirals knew that the Marine could count on these newcomers to face future challenges.
After thunderous applause, a hoarse voice rose in the huge room. Kizaru recognized a non-commissioned officer whom he had encountered a few times in the corridors without knowing his name. Learning the names of all his colleagues was far too tiring and pointless. Kizaru only remembered the names of his superiors and the problem elements.
"I understand all the measures you have announced so far, and your instructions are very clear regarding safety. However, I wonder what we should say on the ground to the population about Jinbe and Captain Degurechaff?"
Akainu listened to the NCO's question with an impassive expression, but his eyes reflected cold determination.
"We must be transparent about Jinbe's death. The population must understand that while Jinbe was a former Warlord, he chose to defy the law and face the consequences. His actions led to his demise. As for Captain Degurechaff, we will emphasize her exemplary service and her role in maintaining order. She represents the strength and resolve of the Marine in upholding justice."
The room remained quiet, the officers absorbing Akainu's words. The gravity of the situation was clear to everyone present.
Kizaru, leaning back in his chair, pondered the unfolding events. "It seems that we are indeed entering a new era," he thought, the weight of the moment pressing on him despite his outwardly relaxed demeanor.
Akainu's gaze swept the room, ensuring he had the attention of every officer. "We must stay vigilant and united. The Marine's mission to protect the world from piracy and uphold justice remains unchanged. Let this be a reminder that we must always be prepared for the unexpected and stand ready to face any challenge."
With these final words, the meeting concluded. The officers departed, each carrying the heavy responsibility of their roles and the knowledge that the times ahead would test their mettle as never before.
With these final words, the meeting concluded. The officers departed, each carrying the heavy responsibility of their roles and the knowledge that the times ahead would test their mettle as never before.
"As for Jinbe, it is important that people understand the truth. Jinbe betrayed the Marine by joining the ranks of pirate insurgents, and his act cannot be tolerated. We will officially announce his death, but we will also recall his desertion and his betrayal of the Marine. He will go down in history as an example of the consequences of desertion and betrayal."
He paused, letting his words echo through the room.
"As for Captain Degurechaff, she acted within the scope of her duty by defending Marineford against the onslaught of pirates. Her actions will be recognized and respected. Her future assignment within the G5 will be maintained. However, we will closely monitor her future actions and will take appropriate action if necessary."
His voice was firm, but it was clear that he was determined to uphold the authority of the Navy and uphold justice, regardless of the consequences.
As he was about to conclude the meeting, the door to the meeting room suddenly opened, revealing a man in a black suit.
Kizaru stared at the man in the black suit who entered the meeting room with a surprised expression but he maintained his usual calm. He saw Sakazuki grab the sealed envelope. Quickly examining it, Kizaru noticed the symbol of the World Government.
"Thank you," Sakazuki said simply to the man in the black suit before turning his attention to the rest of the room.
The chief admiral tore open the envelope and took out a letter, which he looked through quickly. His expression remained impenetrable as he read the contents.
After a moment of silence, he looked up at the others in the room.
"Unexpected developments require my immediate attention," he said in a firm voice. "The meeting is adjourned for the moment. I will keep you informed of the next steps. As for the three admirals, I await you in my office.
Without further comment, Akainu stood up from his seat and, while leaving the meeting room, threw the envelope in Kizaru's direction.
"What could have upset you to the point of ending the meeting suddenly?" Without being asked, Kizaru read the letter.
"This letter is intended for Chief Admiral Sakazuki.
We, the Five Elders, send you this urgent letter to discuss a crucial matter concerning the Navy.
In light of recent events at Marineford, we have concluded that Captain Tanya Degurechaff stands out as one of the most efficient and capable members of the Marine. This seriously concerns us about the evolution of the skills of your soldiers.
The Captain's role in defending Marineford during the pirate attack was remarkable, and it is our view that her presence and leadership are indispensable to the future of the Marine.
We therefore ask that Captain Degurechaff be summoned to Marie Geoise to discuss her future involvement and responsibilities within the Marine. We firmly believe that her presence and skills are essential to ensuring the security and prosperity of the Marine.
Furthermore, we kindly ask you to take the necessary measures to facilitate this meeting as quickly as possible and to suspend all transfers of services concerning her."
The Five Elders"
POV Visha
Island near Amazon Lily
Viktoriya stood at the edge of the forest, her gaze fixed on the horizon. Each wave that crashed on the shore seemed to give rhythm to the beating of her heart, which accelerated as the wait became unbearable. The sea sparkled under the last rays of the sun, but for her, the beauty of the landscape was tinged with a muted and persistent worry. Rayleigh's words still echoed in her mind: "We'll be back soon." But what exactly did he mean by "soon"? And above all, what could she do in their absence?
The Marineford War had left deep scars on their group. Losing Ace had been devastating. Viktoriya knew that Jinbe and Luffy had been greatly affected, and she did her best to support them. However, the concern for Rayleigh, Luffy, and Jinbe did not leave her.
Suddenly, she saw familiar silhouettes on the horizon on what appeared to be some sort of whale shark. Her heart leaped in her chest. It was Luffy, accompanied by Rayleigh. But where was Jinbe? Viktoriya felt a knot forming in her stomach. Jinbe's absence did not bode well. She took a deep breath and ran towards them, her bare feet sinking into the warm sand
Rayleigh was the first to set foot on land. He always had that imposing appearance, but today something inside him seemed broken. His gaze was dark, full of gravity, and tears shone in his eyes.
Luffy, for his part, looked exhausted, his shoulders slumped under the weight of loss.
Viktoriya knew, without a word being spoken, that something terrible had happened.
She rushed toward them, her face marked with anguish. "Rayleigh, Luffy... where is Jinbe?" she asked, her voice trembling.
Rayleigh took a deep breath, trying to find the right words. "Jinbe...he won't come back," he finally said, his voice cracking with emotion.
"I knew it… I shouldn't have let them go back there…"
Luffy, with his eyes downcast, said nothing. He seemed lost in thought, probably reliving their friend's last moments. Viktoriya felt tears welling up, a mixture of sadness and anger washing over her. How could this have happened? She had known this man for a short time, but during this period, Jinbe had behaved like a true friend toward her. This pillar of strength and loyalty was no longer there. She felt helpless, overwhelmed by grief.
"What happened?" she asked, her throat tight.
Rayleigh explained with words heavy with sadness. He recounted how they had infiltrated Marineford, aiming to ring the Ox Ford bell sixteen times to send a message to Luffy's crew. They had managed to reach the bell, but that's where the little blonde had intercepted them. Hearing Rayleigh mention the girl, she couldn't help but shiver.
Viktoriya listened with a heavy heart. Every word Rayleigh said was more pain, confirmation of the irreparable loss they had just suffered.
"Jinbe intervened to protect his friend, but this Navy was too powerful and vicious. The fight had been fierce, and despite his strength and courage, Jinbe had not survived. I will no longer make the effort to underestimate this young girl," Rayleigh whispered in Visha's ear.
She searched Luffy's gaze, hoping to find some semblance of comfort, but he was lost in his pain, his gaze blank.
Rayleigh placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "We have to stay strong, for his sake," he said softly. "Jinbe gave us an example of bravery and sacrifice. We must honor his memory by continuing to move forward."
Viktoriya nodded, tears rolling down her cheeks. But at this moment, she allowed herself to cry, to give free rein to her sorrow.
Night gradually fell on the nearby island of Amazon Lily, shrouding the forest in a veil of mystery and tranquility. The stars were beginning to break through the dark sky, faintly illuminating the sandy path that led to the camp. A gentle breeze made the leaves of the trees dance, creating a soothing melody that contrasted with the heaviness of recent events.
Rayleigh sat by the campfire, staring into the flickering flames. Memories of the Battle of Marineford and the loss of Jinbe played over and over in his mind. Luffy, exhausted from pain and sorrow, was sleeping soundly a few meters away. Viktoriya, however, was still awake. She was sitting a little apart, knees drawn up to her chest, lost in thought.
After a long moment of silence, Rayleigh got up and approached her. "Viktoriya," he said softly, crouching down beside her. "We have to talk."
She looked up at him, her features marked with sadness and worry. "I know," she whispered.
Rayleigh nodded, appreciating her determination. "Yes, and there is something very important that you must understand. Your powers, the ones you have always had difficulty controlling, are very similar to those of this young girl. To defeat her, we must understand her techniques. And for that, you must learn to control yours."
Viktoriya took a deep breath, aware of the magnitude of the task ahead of her. "Where to start?" she asked, determined, but anxious.
Rayleigh took a seat next to her, the flames of the campfire illuminating his weathered face. "First, we need to understand the nature of your powers. Like hers, the source of your powers does not seem to come from a Devil Fruit, nor from Haki."
He took a moment to glance in Luffy's direction to make sure he was still asleep. "But as I told you last time, I will train you to master Haki.
We will work on exercises for concentration, breathing, and controlling your energy flow. This will not only allow you to strengthen your abilities but perhaps also to better understand how our enemy uses hers."
He paused, watching Viktoriya's face to make sure she understood the importance of each step. "Once you have acquired some control over your energy, we will move on to the next step: combat techniques. From what I have observed, the little blonde seems capable of strengthening her arms to make them as sharp as the sharpest of swords."
"To face her, you will need to be able to counter her attacks and retaliate effectively."
Viktoriya nodded, absorbing every word. "And how shall we do this?"
Rayleigh smiled slightly. "We will use intensive training methods, similar to those I used with Luffy. Physical training, combat simulation, and above all, scenarios in which you will have to improvise and adapt your techniques in real time. The key will be to develop your ability to react quickly and effectively to any situation."
The flames of the campfire cast dancing shadows around them, adding an atmosphere of mystery to their discussions. Viktoriya felt a new determination growing within her. "I'm ready," she said finally, her voice tinged with unwavering resolve.
Rayleigh placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I knew you would be. But remember, this path will be difficult. It will take time, patience, and a lot of work. But I am sure you will get there."
They stood there for a moment, the silence between them heavy with understanding and unspoken promises. Finally, Rayleigh stood up and extended his hand to Viktoriya. "Come, we'll start with a meditation exercise. You must learn to quiet your mind and connect with your inner energy."
She took his hand and stood up, ready to face the challenges ahead. Together, they sat near the campfire, in a meditation position. Rayleigh guided Viktoriya through a series of breathing and concentration exercises, teaching her to feel the energy flowing within and around her.
"Close your eyes," he whispered. "Breathe deeply. Concentrate on your breathing, let each breath bring you closer to your center. Feel the energy circulating within you, this force which is both powerful and calming."
Viktoriya followed his instructions, gradually feeling a soft and comforting warmth emanating from her center. She let herself be enveloped by this sensation, connecting to the energy that pulsed within her. The outside world faded, leaving only her inner essence.
After a long time, Viktoriya opened her eyes and found herself once again in the immense plain of her nightmares. Panic began to build in her mind as she instinctively remembered what would happen next.
Sensing Viktoriya's quickened breathing, Rayleigh gently interrupted her. "That's good, Viktoriya. You're already progressing. Stay focused and continue practicing this every day. Mastery of your powers begins here, in this connection with your inner energy."
"It's easier said than done…" Viktoriya wanted to complain.
They spent several hours practicing together, Rayleigh offering advice and encouragement, while Viktoriya immersed herself more and more in her training.
As dawn began to break on the horizon, Rayleigh stood up. "We made great progress last night. But this is only the beginning. Every day will bring new challenges and new growth opportunities."
Viktoriya nodded, her face lighting up with renewed determination. "I'm ready to give it my all, Rayleigh."
Rayleigh smiled, proud of the determination he saw in her. "Then let's get some rest. We'll need all our energy for the days to come."
They returned to camp, the light of dawn announcing a new beginning. As Viktoriya settled in for a short rest, she felt strangely calm. The loss of Jinbe was still a gaping wound, but she knew she had to focus on the future, on the fight that awaited them. She would close her eyes with only one thought in mind: to become strong enough to protect her new companions and be ready to potentially confront her past.
POV Tanya Von Degurechaff
Holy Land of Marie Geoise
Tanya Degurechaff, a Marine captain, stood on the deck of the warship, her sharp eyes staring at the horizon as the ship approached Red Mountain, the pathway to Marie Geoise. She had been summoned by the Five Elders, an audience that was never granted lightly.
The reason for this summons remained a mystery, and it intrigued her as much as it worried her. Marineford had been an intense ordeal, and Jinbe's death, while necessary, had significant repercussions. What could the Elders possibly want to discuss with her?
The ship docked at the foot of Red Mountain, and Tanya descended with the precision and discipline of an accomplished soldier. She was immediately surrounded by an elite squad of Marines, who led her towards some sort of infrastructure that was attached to two huge cables that appeared to be attached to the top. "It looks like some sort of giant elevator."
Her analysis would prove to be correct as the mechanical elevator began to climb the steep mountain. Tanya lost herself in thought, assessing every detail of recent events. The grandeur of Marie Joie was gradually revealed to her, but she remained impassive, hiding all emotion behind her stoic face.
The elevator finally arrived at the summit, the capital of the world and the seat of the World Government. Tanya was impressed by the magnificence of the place: the sumptuous buildings, the immaculately maintained streets, and the soldiers in gleaming uniforms. Everything here exuded power and absolute authority.
In the distance, a huge castle with a green roof and a towering clock on the main tower stood out in the landscape. "This castle reminds me of the castles of the François Republic and those of France from my first life," Tanya exclaimed internally.
From memories of her long studies in the HQ library, Tanya knew that this was the domain not only of the world nobility, but also of the Celestial Dragons, the descendants of the kings who formed the World Government, and the political center to which the Council of Five Elders and the Commander of the Armed Forces were attached. As the heads of the World Government, the Five Elders were the rulers of the world and had complete control over the Government as well as affiliated organizations such as the Police, Marine, Impel Down, and Cipher Pol units. Even the Admiral Commander-in-Chief of the Armies had no choice but to submit to their decisions.
As she advanced, escorted by her close guard towards the palace of the Five Elders, she kept in mind that every gesture and every word would be scrutinized and judged.
The guards guided her through corridors adorned with tapestries and frescoes depicting crucial moments in the history of the World Government. Tanya observed these works with an analytical eye, seeking to understand the symbols and messages they conveyed.
The interior was not how she imagined. Before entering these places, Tanya expected to observe gilding everywhere as one would expect from notes... But this was not the case, quite the contrary.
The decoration, although very chic and certainly expensive, was very sober. The dominant white color and the dazzling light gave an almost divine appearance, which deeply disgusted the young girl.
Arriving in front of a huge, solid wooden door, she mentally prepared herself for what was to come. "I guess it's time to meet my employers," Tanya quipped as she adjusted her uniform.
The door slowly opened, revealing a large room where the Five Elders were seated around a circular table.
The elders watched her enter, each of them with impassive faces and piercing eyes. Tanya stepped forward confidently and bowed deeply, showing her respect for the leaders of the world. A heavy silence settled in, broken only by the rustling of her clothes.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her escort discreetly withdraw from the room while bowing.
Tanya Degurechaff, now in the vast room of the Five Elders, felt the weight of these men's gazes on her. The silence that followed her respectful greeting was almost palpable, and she stood straight, patiently waiting for them to speak. Finally, the elder in the center broke the silence.
"Captain Degurechaff," he began in a deep, authoritative voice. "Allow me to introduce myself and my colleagues. I am Saint Jaygarcia Saturn, and I am responsible for military affairs and defense of our World Government."
Tanya carefully observed Saint Jaygarcia Saturn. He had a piercing gaze and a presence that testified to his authority. "So this is my big boss, I have to get into his good graces. This should facilitate my rise in the Marine and allow me to obtain a quiet position free from any conflict," thought Tanya while bowing respectfully.
Beside him, the other elders straightened up slightly, ready to introduce themselves in turn.
"I am Saint Ethanbaron V. Nasujuro," said the elder to Saturn's right. "I deal with judicial matters and internal security. Our role is to ensure that law and order are maintained throughout the world."
Tanya nodded slightly in understanding. The functions of each dean seemed to complement each other, thus ensuring a balanced management of power.
"I am Saint Shepherd Ju Peter," announced the third elder, seated to Saturn's left. "My responsibilities include managing foreign affairs and diplomatic relations. We ensure that our position on the international stage remains unshakeable."
"And I am Saint Marcus Mars," the fourth dean continued, sitting next to Nasujuro. "I oversee finances and economic resources. My role is to ensure the economic prosperity of our World Government and to manage our wealth wisely."
Finally, the last dean spoke. "I am Saint Topman Valkyrie," he said. "I am responsible for political and administrative affairs. I ensure that our government system operates efficiently and that our policies are implemented consistently."
Tanya quickly memorized the names and positions of each of the deans. She understood that these men were the pillars of the World Government, each playing a crucial role in managing the supreme authority.
Saint Jaygarcia Saturn spoke again, catching Tanya's attention again. "Captain Degurechaff, we have closely followed your actions at Marineford and have been impressed by your efficiency and determination. However, we wish to clarify some things and discuss your future in the Navy."
Tanya stood even straighter, ready to listen attentively to the elders' words. "We understand that Jinbe's death may have provoked various reactions," Saturn continued. "But it was essential to protect Marineford at all costs. You have demonstrated remarkable skill in using your magical abilities and strategy. That is precisely what has brought us to this meeting."
"Thank you, Excellency," replied Tanya in a solemn tone.
Saint Ethanbaron V. Nasujuro spoke in turn. "Your use of your 'skills' and military tactics has been an important topic of discussion for us. We must ensure that such skills can be used appropriately and in the interests of the World Government.
Tanya understood the implication. Her unusual abilities were both an asset and a source of concern. She knew she had to reassure the deans of her loyalty and commitment. Although a great apprehension was beginning to grow within her.
"They must have set up a cell to observe me, otherwise how would they have known about my dispositions? Now what worries me is ending up as a subject of study and being held against my will…"
Saint Shepherd Ju Peter continued. "Your success at Marineford has also shown that you are capable of handling extremely dangerous and complex situations. We have plans for you, missions that require someone of your caliber."
Hearing these words, Tanya couldn't help but raise an eyebrow. She knew that because of this sentence, her goal was moving even further away.
Saint Marcus Mars nodded in agreement. "Your role in our government is crucial, Captain. Your efficiency is a valuable asset, especially in these troubled times. We must strengthen our ranks with competent and dedicated individuals like you."
Finally, Saint Topman Valkyrie concludes. "We need strong and reliable leaders to maintain our authority and order. Your strange abilities and the power of your Devil Fruit will prove very useful."
"How do they know about the fact that I am a Devil Fruit user?" interrupted Saint Shepherd Ju Peter, having seen the very slight start of the young girl. "We know that you recently consumed Forma Forma no Mi. You need to know, Captain, that despite your best efforts to conceal this power, we were already informed."
Tanya listened carefully to every word, understanding the importance of this meeting. The deans weren't just praising her for her past actions; they made her understand that despite appearances, she was still under close surveillance.
Saint Jaygarcia Saturn spoke again to finalize the discussion. "Captain Degurechaff, we are assigning you to a special unit dedicated to executing the most sensitive and critical missions. You will be our shield and sword, ensuring the security of our World Government."
Tanya felt the weight of this new responsibility and quickly understood that she had been placed directly under their command. "It's like I'm in a damn mobile combat unit again! I'm going to have to be exposed again to all the critical situations in this damn world!" Tanya raged internally while clenching her fists behind her back.
"I am honored by your trust," she replied. "And I am ready to serve the World Government in any way necessary."
The elders exchanged approving glances. "Very well, Captain," Saturn concluded. "You will receive detailed instructions on your new assignment. In the meantime, take the time to prepare. Your role will be crucial to the future of our world."
Tanya bowed deeply, once again showing her respect for the elders. She knew this assignment would be a test of her loyalty and her skills. As she left the room, her thoughts were already swirling around how she could get out of this situation without risking her budding career. Every decision and every action had to be carefully calculated.
Tanya Degurechaff stood in front of the immense gates of the Palace of the Five Deans, ready to leave for her new mission at G-5. Her thoughts were already swirling around the challenges ahead and how best to prove her worth. As she prepared to cross the threshold, a uniformed guard quickly approached her, a sealed letter in his hand.
"Captain Degurechaff," the guard said, bowing slightly. "One last missive for you, from the Five Elders."
Tanya took the letter with a curious look, carefully breaking the wax seal. She unfolded the thick paper and began to read:
"Captain Tanya Degurechaff,
Following your recent assignment and the critical importance of your new responsibilities, it is imperative to clarify the command protocols to which you must adhere.
From this day forward, you will respond directly to the orders of the admirals of the Navy. However, please know that the directives issued by us, the Five Elders, will always have top priority. If there is a conflict between orders, you should refer to the instructions we provide to you.
In addition, your transfer to G-5 is canceled. You will need to immediately join Dr. Vegapunk on Egg Head for a mission of the utmost importance.
You will be briefed once there by Admiral Kizaru.
We are counting on your efficiency and devotion to carry out this task.
Saint Jaygarcia Saturn
Saint Ethanbaron V. Nasujuro
Saint Shepherd Ju Peter
Saint Marcus Mars
Saint Topman Valkyrie"
Tanya carefully folded the letter and put it in the inside pocket of her uniform. Surprise mixed with curiosity in her mind. Working with Dr. Vegapunk on Egg Head was a huge opportunity and challenge. She didn't know much about this man, other than the rumors that circulated about him. Rumor had it that he had knowledge and futuristic technologies in his possession that were beyond belief.
"Although it seems unlikely to me, perhaps he will have a machine capable of sending me back to my original world," Tanya quipped to herself.
"Thank you," she said to the guard with a nod before turning and leaving the palace.
On the way to the ship that had taken her there, Tanya couldn't help but remember over and over the recent discussion she had with the elders. "Since they admitted to me that they were watching me, I should make sure to limit the use of my magic spells to those already known."
During her thought, Tanya couldn't help but stop in place in the middle of the path and stare at her hands while remembering the day she consumed her Devil Fruit. "Although I still don't understand how they got this information, from now on I will have to use the powers of my fruit more and more…"
Immediately, the image of Admiral Kizaru at the auction came to mind. Tanya then understood that her superior officer must have informed the Five Elders of her purchase that day...
Although frustrated by the situation, she had no other choice. "Until they can identify the origin of my powers and be able to assimilate it, they should leave me alone for the moment…"