Hannibal would for a few seconds be stunned from what he heard. He had failed again, he couldn't protect those he promised to protect. This did not mean he was going to get sad, not right now, what he felt was anger. But, he was no the only person to feel this way. Dilan also felt the exact same way as Hannibal did. But, it was more menacing. Looking over at Dilan, who was around three feet short than Hannibal begin to change. He grew more and more till Hannibal was the on three feet shorter. Height wasn't the only thing that had begun to change. What was happening before Hannibal's eyes was something he had never seen before in his life. And the only thing he could think of that could explain what was going on was a Devil Fruit. That could be the only thing that Hannibal can say was the reason for the transformation that had begun to happen to Dilan.

"I'm going to fucking kill them!" Dilan would yell out in anger as he'd rush forward. Due to his new size he'd not be able to fit through the door. But, that didn't matter as he'd break the way as he rushed forward. The Guards that had done this were the ones that used the Elevator. They had pushed into the room and upon seeing the product out they'd fire at them. And as Dilan had come out they were busy reloading their heavy weapon, as they were reloading. They wouldn't be able to finish though as what Dilan did in his form to them truly fit. Mauled as if they were prey.


At that same time the other guards were heading up the stairway, and they saw it all. "No wonder....a fucking monster had to beat Bato." One of the guards said as they'd raise their weapons at Dilan. Rushing to attack them with their melee weapons.  Though, eight of them weren't nearly enough to handle Dilan at all. It took one hit from Dilan to put them down. The promise to not kill was out of the window for Dilan. As he couldn't spare those that could do this. This is why he had such a hearty bounty on his head. Whether you are a thug, pirate, or even a Marine. If what you were doing was wrong he'd stop you the best way he saw fit. Even killing them if the crime they committed was to horrible in his eyes.

"W-what happened to him?!" Ava would say after see as she looked up at Hannibal. She was confused. She has never seen anything like that at all.

"I don't know. " Hannibal would tell her.

Ava would move so that she could see out the hole that Dilan had created. "Everyone is dead....are we going to die?" Ava would ask turning back to Hannibal.

"No, you are my Family now. And while I am around I won't let anything bad happen to you." Hannibal would tell Ava. But, he didn't look away from Dilan as he just stood over the bodies of the guards he just attacked. Dilan would turn back to them and begin to head over to Ava and Hannibal. Hannibal instinctively would get into a battle stance, as he didn't even know if Dilan was still in there. He didn't know how he should react to a Devil Fruit user. From what he has been told if anyone had one they couldn't be trusted, unless apart of the Marines.

"Why are you looking at me like that? I know you said no killing...but I couldn't let them live after what they did." Dilan would say. Hannibal was surprised Dilan was able to speak. Seeing this guy turn into a beast made Hannibal think he lost all of his human side, but that wasn't the case.

"Thank you Dilan." Ava would say before Hannibal would say anything. She didn't see a Monster like Hannibal did. She had, through her time here, seen real Monsters that looked like regular people. She never though of Dilan as a Monster at all. And she still felt that way. Only thing that changed was that he was bigger and hairy.

"Nothing." Hannibal would say as he would relax. If he was going to attack them he would've done it already. And if can't judge Dilan at all. Hannibal wasn't normal like everyone else either. So, he would open his third eye. Revealing this to Dilan and also Ava. "I was just shocked a little. " Hannibal would say.

"We need to go. We couldn't save everyone but we can at least save the girl." Dilan would tell Hannibal as he would turn around and head back to the door. They needed to get out of her, and quickly. And to move quickly Hannibal would have Ava ride on his back. Ava would be on the back of Hannibal because Dilan was going to lead the way. He was going to fight whoever came in their way. And it'd be easier to do that without Ava on his back. Finally, after so many people lost the three would leave the floor. "Don't worry Ava. We are going to get you out of here, okay?"

Minus would finish with what he was doing. Saturated in the blood of all those he has just dealt with. Basking in it all. He was a sick person as the product that made up this floor was children. A Monster was who Minus was, the beast Gato had to always keep close on a leash. And at this time he was lost. He no longer had the task given to him in mind, and was now heading to the next floor. He'd head over to the staircase and would leap down, letting gravity doing the work for him instead of him running down each one. This was dangerous and if someone normal did this they'd end up plummeting to their death. Minus wouldn't though as once he got to the fiftieth floor he'd reach out and grab onto the railing. Pulling himself up he'd head into the room, but would see nothing but carnage. Someone had beat him to it, and that brought him back to his senses. He'd remove his Den Den mushi and would call Gato. "Boss, I missed placed your list. Can you please tell me who you want?" Minus would ask Gato once he had answered the Den Den mushi.

"Eh, just bring me Ava. Everyone else can just die. And remember Minus...that is the little girl with the shaved head." Gato would say as he'd end the call and look over at the clock. It was seven pm and Meto is still on his way here. Gato still was ready but he needed Plus to get here with that item asap. "I'm starving."

"You need a break, Marine?" Dilan would stop as he waited for Hannibal to catch up with him. Dilan was faster now and keep up a fast pace for longer as well. Hannibal wasn't that far behind but he was a bit winded. Getting a bit of rest would be nice, but he couldn't. They needed to get out of here as quick as possible. Dilan did wait for Hannibal to catch up before running though.


"Hmm, if I take this way I can cut like forty-five minutes of my trip if I go as fast as I can." Plus would say as he'd stop in front of a large lake. No floating boats were within it though. Wreckage could be seen as well as some creatures that would come up at time. This lake connected to the sewer system as well. It wasn't like this before though. It used to be just a lake people used for various things. But, when things began to be built all around it there was no real use for it other than to dump waste. It filters out but the appearance from above makes it a eye sore. Plus would strap the item he had around his back and dive in, without a second thought. Swimming through it as fast as he possibly could. Half way through something would take him under. Five minutes later blood would begin to spread from a singular spot. Those walking around would stop and look and see, as that is a rare sight. All the creatures that swam within that weren't big aside from one. A baby Sea King that someone dumped in there for some odd reason. A lot of people knew about this because it was a large event and also was within the local paper. Soon the body of the baby sea king would belly up and people were shocked. As the next thing soon was Plus crawling onto the belly of the sea king. He looked side to side before jumping back into the water. He had lost his direction and needed to look to stop and look for where he wanted to go. "Fucking fish. Took some of my time away." Plus would say after making it out of the water and beginning to run to the EL tower. Those on the side he came to just watched him, shocked that he even swam through that.

"Okay, let me take a break now." Hannibal would say as he'd stop. They were on the twentieth floor. It wasn't just running down the stairs. At one point they had to stop and go through a large room full of bull crap. Maneuvering around all that took a lot out of Hannibal. And the fact that he was out of shape due to being a drunk didn't help at all. He was getting back to his old self from all of this running though and doing more of that or something taxing would put him at his best. Though that sounds weird that his how he got better in his village. Pushing past your limits.

"Okay, let me carry Ava." Dilan would say as he'd turn his back to them. Hannibal would agree and help Ava get on the back of Dilan. After he did that he'd lean up against the wall for five minutes catching his breath. It had taken them around thirty just to get this far. "After we get Ava out of here we could go back up  and arrest Gato." Hannibal would say joking. Going after Gato something he'd do later. Coming back with Marine forces would be his best bet. As Hannibal knows Dilan would just end up killing Gato.

"yeah, sure. " Dilan would quickly respond.

"Eh!?" Hannibal was shocked that he didn't think Dilan would even say yes. "No, no. I was joking. Right now....our main priority is getting Ava out of here. " Hannibal would say.

"I guess you are right." Dilan would say. "How is it being a part of a tribe everyone hates?" Dilan didn't ask that to be funny. It was a serious questions. He had fought to save someone just like Hannibal before. Killing a Marine commodore for what he did.

"You and Ava are the only ones that I've soon my eye to on purpose. Gato saw it and well....I am here. How I feel about the entire thing is.....Well, I don't like it. We have never done anything wrong to the entire world. No race has...." Hannibal would say.

"What do you plan to do?" Dilan would ask.

"Well, I will fight for our rights. I will stay a Marine so that I can do it the right way. I also need to find out what happened to my village. Only person I know the fate of was my...."Hannibal would stop himself. He was speaking about his life to a Pirate. A Criminal that he would need to capture sooner or later. Getting close to him would be problematic. Hannibal just needed his help saving Ava and getting out of here.

"Lame. You should just become a pirate, and make a crew with me. I'll make a country where all races are equal, no matter of their past. Can't do that being a Marine." Dilan would say to Hannibal. It had seemed he had gotten warm to Hannibal, even wanting him to join his crew. "You, Ava, and I can become the new light of the world." Dilan would add. At this time, during their break, he reverted back to his normal self.

"Heh." Honestly, Hannibal couldn't hold his smile back. If he wasn't a Marine he'd probably accept Dilan's offer. But, he was a Marine and he couldn't accept it. "Only if we walked down different paths, Dilan. We do need to get going though." Hannibal would say. He was ready to get a move on, but they wouldn't move. Behind them a door would open. It wasn't a door to a room but rather a elevator door. Only one person was within it though. A Man covered in blood. The distance between him and the group was one meters. The guy looked strange. He had his head down and he was swaying back and forth.

"DILAN GET AVA OUT OF HERE! I'LL CATCH UP!" Hannibal instantly knew the guy's stance. He had fought someone that used a very similar stance. And also the killing intent that was oozing from him made it hard to breathe. If Hannibal had Ava he'd ask Dilan to just take care of him. He couldn't do that now though. Trying to give her to someone else would leave them too open. Dilan would nob his head and Minus would strike.

"Y-you know...." He'd close his eyes and shake his glass before his head would fall flat on the table. He'd had one too many. But, could you blame him? Hannibal Uchis was this poor soul's name and he had just lost his Family. Those that he grew up with. Those that he has been working so hard for. All because he couldn't just head home on time. He just had to take a day to rest at the base, instead of doing it on the ship as he headed home. This pain has caused him to pick up a bad habit. He had just quit smoking last year, which he picked up after he lost someone in his unit. It wasn't clear if his new habit was any better. As he has been drinking, none stop, for over three days. All the money he had saved slowly but surely going down into the bottle. Sadly, he couldn't even escape his reality. No dream but nightmares of what happened filled his mind even in sleep.

He would seem, to be saved as he was wakened up abruptly from the nightmare. "Huh?"

"Commodore Uchis, we have a letter for you." One of them would say once they got Uchis' attention. Once they had it they'd hand him the letter and then leave, no other words said. They didn't even wait for a dismissing salute. And that was a odd thing as they seemed like the respectful type. Uchis wouldn't say anything about it, as the drunk didn't really care, and would begin his struggle to open the envelop. It wasn't often he got mail from anyone, he usually was the one delivering it.  Finally, after about five minutes he was able to rip it open. He was able to do it after putting his glass down.

"O...Okay, let us see here." He'd say, stumbling over his own words as he began to read. After he finish he'd ball it up and toss the paper behind him, as it wasn't good news. He grab his glass of rum and take it all to the head(drinking it all). He had been demoted due to failure of keeping up his commitments here while on Baltigo. And if his performance continues to go down he might end up with another one basically, or worse kicked out. Honestly, Uchis was fine with it all. He was in a sunken place and didn't see a way out at all.

ooc: Do not count the quoted message as part of the post. Taken from RP sample and used as a flashback.

Hannibal, for some reason, thought about his demotion. How he had lost something else he didn't want to lose. But, unlike the first thing he lost he didn't care about the demotion. If his old self, the horrible one, would've laughed. Told him to stop trying and just give up, as life was horrible.Tell him again that caring again wasn't the mind set he had before coming here. But now he did care. He no longer gave up on himself. He was not just fighting for Ava but for himself.

"Dilan, is Hannibal going to be okay?" Ava would ask as they left. Dilan didn't go at the same speed before, it was as if he was just as fast as before but not like a monster. Dilan was stronger than he had been letting on.

"I don't know. That guy he is facing is dangerous. I fought him and his partner. Shit, they are the reason I got caught. Plus and Minus. Gato's right and left hand. Out of the two Minus is the worst, his Nuki Ashi is almost unbeatable. You gotta be above average to keep up with his movements. Plus on the other hand is extremely strong, even stronger than me. Hannibal fighting just one is going to be tough. Whoever wins it will need to want it more." Dilan would tell Ava.

"So will Hann win?" Ava barely was able to keep up with what Dilan said. And her only question was if Hannibal could win.

"Yeah, he should." Dilan would say to reassure Ava. He could just tell she was nervous and worried about Hannibal. Dilan kinda regretted telling her about how dangerous Plus and Minus were to Ava. He did have faith in Hannibal though as he was going up against Minus, and not Plus.

Hannibal, if not for his Third eye, would not be able to to see the movements of Minus. That though did not change the fact that he would be slashed across his right arm. The cut wasn't deep, but looking around area he was within had cut marks as well. Few small but one would be extremely large. If Hannibal had been hit by that one he would've been killed. His foe was dangerous. Using the Nuki Ashi ability was rare. But, those that could were dangerous. Hannibal began to examine his foe, while he could. He would notice that he a small bald in each hand. Dealing large damage with them to the iron around they must be of great quality. Hannibal would place both his hands in his pockets. "I don't like sounding like those wannabe heroes. But, I can't lose here." Hannibal would say as he looked at Minus.

"Shut up." Minus would say as he would begin to sway back and forth. He would lower his head, and that is when Hannibal would strike. Waiting for the guy to attack was something he couldn't do. The distance between them was less than a meter, and that was closed within seconds. Once he was within leg distance he'd jump and spin, and attempt to deliver a swift kick with his leg to the neck of Minus. His flashiness would cost him as Minus would finish his prep and attack right before the kick came. Multiple slash wounds would appear on the leg of Hannibal, and also on the surrounding area. Due to being so close Minus was able to deal a tremendous amount of damage to Hannibal.

Hannibal would remove his hands from his pocket. And would fall into a handstand, Minus has already gotten into another stance. It would only be a few seconds before Minus would strike again. Hannibal would get back to his feet and begin to back peddle, and stop once at the entrance of the elevator. 'I think I can time it right now.' Hannibal would say as he watched Minus begin to head toward him. Minus began to make his way over slicing and dices everything in his path. But, once he got to Hannibal he'd stop prematurely.

Minus' eyes would grow wide in shocked as he didn't expect anything like this. Hannibal was able to stop his movements by forcing his hand to be impaled and then holding the blade there. Minus had his weapons attached to him; so just letting go of the blade wouldn't allow him to get away. Most would try to strike back right when this happened. But, Hannibal knew he didn't have anything to put Minus down with just one attack. So, he'd pull Minus and jump backwards. And they both would end up in the elevator. Before Minus could realize the plan Hannibal had Hannibal would kick his shoe off and have it hit the a button for a floor. He didn't know which he hit he just needed to hit one. The number that he had hit was eighty-eight.

The elevator wasn't all that spacious but the two could fight within it. What Hannibal wanted to do was make it hard for Minus to utilize his ability. Eliminate all the space he'd have in the stairwell. "Now, the real fight begins." Hannibal would tell Minus after the two would get up. Hannibal had kicked his shoe off as they fell into the elevator.

Dilan and Ava would finally make it to the bottom floor, but their journey didn't end. Right there at the entrance was Plus. He had made it back quicker than he expected after his short cut. He looked Dilan up and down, "Eh? You shouldn't be out of your cage, kitty. So, do you want to go up nicely or should I force you back in the cage?" Plus would ask as he had his hand on the strap of his item. He watched Dilan carefully as he knows what he is capable of. He didn't want to damage the item he had for Gato.

"Get down Ava. We got a obstacle in our way, and I need to use everything to move it." Dilan would say as he would lower himself and let Ava down. As he began to stand fully back up he'd begin to transform. Chester would shake his head and would remove the item he had on his back and his jacket, revealing his steam powered arm.


"You just don't learn. Do you? " Plus would say as he'd get into a battle stance. Eyeing Dilan up and down. Plus wasn't impressed with Dilan and his transformation, not in the slightest.


"I level'd up a lot since you last fought me. And you don't have your annoying partner, so don't get cocky!" Dilan would say as he'd point at Plus. He was in his partial state once again and ready to do whatever it took to take care of Plus. He did know one thing though. He would not fall to Plus here just as Hannibal wouldn't fall to Minus. Both of them had two foes in front of them that would test them to their limits. One dumb slip up could cost them their life and spell the end of Ava. They though did not know of the next threat coming to there way. Meto was coming in force and would lay waste to everyone.

The EL tower had only two windows. One large one at the larget floor that Gato resided on and another on the fiftieth floor, that Hannibal and the other looked out of. Reason that Gato had few windows on his building because he didn't want people to gain access. But, if he wanted that he should've had just one at the top or none at all. As the window, that had been broken by Dilan, would be used by the members of the Meto gang. Firing a couple of grappling hooks toward the broken window of the fiftieth floor. They fired right across, since they couldn't get a good shot from above. Once the rope was secure on both side, one at a time, they would begin to head over. Strong arm strength was needed as they began to head over. In total it was fifty of them.

Gato had already called all of his grunts up to his floor. The only ones he didn't call was the ten, he thought, would be downstairs. But, those grunts had already been taken out. This was bad for Gato who believed the only entrance to this place was guarded. He was unaware of everything currently going on. He didn't know that Minus and Plus were in combat with Hannibal and Dilan. Nor did he know that his tower had already been invaded by Meto's men. They didn't carry anything heavy as this group at the top were here for one job. And that was to set charges through out the building. They didn't care for the bodies they found on the level they were on. They just assumed Gato was a even more sick person.

"All I wanted to do was be done with the Nil District. Have some things trade from here, but most of my business would've been put in the Ninth District. But no...Gato you have to fuck it all up. Killing my only son. For what? And then you lie about it. " Meto would say as he rode in a steam powered carriage. Behind him were his armed guards, fifty in total. Within the carriage was Meto's right hand man. A Samurai that had been hired by Meto.

"You could just send me, Meto. I'd be able to handle all of them." The Samurai would ask as he looked at Meto.

"No, I'm not paying you extra for doing the task alone." Meto would say cross his arms. He didn't trust the Samurai all that much. But, he was the best currently within Baltigo. He needed him solely to take out Plus and Minus. There was also something else Meto wanted, which was the reason he came personally.

The Item that has been mentioned a few times throughout this entire time was a Devil Fruit. Something that Meto acquired when Devil Fruits first started popping up. He had stolen it from his Father and kept it only to allow it's worth to increase. He knew that those items would never lose value and would increase as time passed. Meto didn't just come here to seek revenge for his lost son. He also came to get back was stolen from him.

"Do you think you can last any longer against me?" Minus would say as he would lean up against the door of the elevator. Even though they had stopped a while ago the only way to open it was manually now. But, if either one of them tried to do that they'd end up leaving themselves open to an attack. Currently the amount of time that has passed does not matter anymore as Meto and his group had arrived at the entrance. The conflict down there would though will be explained later. Currently the battle between Minus and Hannibal has almost reached it's head. Physically both are exhausted beyond belief. Hannibal has many slash wounds over his entire body. The ranged from small scratches to deep wounds. Minus on the other hands had bruises and a couple broken ribs. The two had different fighting styles that deal different types of damage.

"Why do you work for Gato?" Hannibal would begin to speak as he needed rest. And starting up some small talk would be enough to get his energy back up, even if just a little.

"I've only chosen paths that I know would be bloody." Minus would  say. He'd relax just a bit, but kept his weapons at the ready. "So, me working under the Boss was a obvious choice. I get to kill anyone that he wants dead. And at times I get to also do what I wanted and not have to worry about being hunted due to the boss." Minus would tell Hannibal.

Hannibal didn't like what Minus would say at all. Someone like him were horrible. Monsters that knew fully well what they were. "Usually, I say. If things were different....we'd be friends. But that isn't the case here at all. So, I've decided. I will kill you." Hannibal would rush forward at he said 'I've decided'. After a couple steps, around three, he'd utilize the same motion he used with his usual technique.

Minus would smirk at Hannibal's movements. Hannibal has seemed to be a one-trick pony. A High kick followed by two others. Minus would disconnect his blades from his wrists, he planned to throw them at the right moment. But, to first avoid the initial kick he'd move directly forward. "I've seen through your technique." Minus would say as he would begin his first movement forward. The other kick would obviously come from his other side and then the final from behind. His preparations where going to end with Hannibal having his leg's skewered, if done right. But, something was strange. Minus would have everything messed up and would be forced to drop his plan and leap away from the kick. He didn't know what it was but he sensed there was something behind that kick, and that was killing intent. "You weren't going to use that move you've been using were you!?"

"No, I said I was going to kill you. So, I've created a few new moves to use just for the purpose of that." Hannibal would say as he began to lower his leg. He wasn't about to use the three strike move he had been using. A single kick was really all he needed to use.

Minus would toss forward the blade he had with his right hand, and shortly after he'd rush forward at Hannibal. His thought process was to make Hannibal have to try and dodge the knife and as he did that strike with a killing blow with the knife in his hand. He hated that Hannibal had stopped his Nuki Ashi ability by having them fight in this elevator. But, that didn't make or break Minus. Hannibal would, before Minus threw his knife, begin to spin twice. After the second rotation Hannibal could see the sharp pain in his midsection, but that wouldn't stop him. He took a chance after his spin was done he'd try to deliver the strongest kick he has ever done to the head of Minus. The two were the same size, but the arms of Minus was extremely long. He had been hiding his secret. He was part of the long arm tribe and using their extra join to increase the speed, and obvious reach, of their arm attacks.  


Who would win the last clash came down to speed, as both were at their limits.

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"Fuck! WHERE IS PLUS AND MINUS?!" Gato would scream out as gun fire between his forces and the forces of Meto, the guy that came from the window, would continue. Gato was within his office and only had two guards in the room with him. The rest were fighting outside of the room. Gato and his men were outnumbered but he had the advantage of his location. But, soon he wouldn't hear anything at all. He wasn't sure if Plus and Minus had come and helped or if his guards had perished. He wouldn't move from his spot though at all. He'd reach into his desk and remove a pistol just in case though.

Soon a strange noise would be heard and the door would have a large slash going through it diagonally. The two guards would move in front of the door, rifles ready. But, they'd just end up have that door fly out and hit them. Gato, after seeing this, would raise his pistol and begin to fire till he was out of ammo. He'd then reload it again.

"Just stop. You won't hit me with that." A Man would say as he would step into the light of the room. Revealing himself to be a Samurai with a large scar going across his face. "So, Gato. Where is the fruit?"

"I don't have anything." Gato would say as he'd finish reloading and aiming it at the Samurai. "I told Meto that I didn't have anything to do with his son. And I am handling making those suffer that did."

"No need to explain anything to me. I'm just paid to do my job. Only reason that I have let you draw breath for so long is because of the fruit you stole. And that is the only reason." The Samurai would say.

Gato wouldn't say anything as it seemed everything had ended for him. Even if he would be able to kill this Samurai this was going to be an all out war with Meto. And Gato just didn't have the man power to do all of that. He sunk most of his wealth into this building to make sure he was safe till could amass enough wealth to go to war with anyone. "I just wanted to get out of the Nil district." Gato would say as he'd place his pistol down on the desk. He'd also sit down as well. You can try to fight as long as you wanted but there was no point. Gato would place his hand under his desk.


"So, I take it you don't have the fruit." The Samurai would say as he'd begin to walk toward Gato.

"No, if I did I would've killed you another way." Gato would say before he'd press a button under his desk.

"Kill me? Yo-"

"Damn, Gato still has this many men?" Is what Hannibal would say as he began to limp out of the building. The first person he saw was Ava and the second was Dilan who was standing in front of her. Ava had something in her hand, but Hannibal didn't know what. The next thing he saw and what he commented on was the group of fifty men standing before Dilan. This though wasn't the worst as it seemed more would begin to arrive. At least two more carriages would arrive, but no one would get out of them. Hannibal wanted to be optimistic, but he couldn't. His fight with Minus had concluded but he was injured worse than he ever had been. One of the knives of Minus still was within the midsection of Hannibal as well. He didn't pull it out because the wound was bleeding and pulling the knife would just make it worse.

"How long do you plan to hold out? Monster? Seeing you slay Plus lets me know you aren't my enemy, but why do you stand in my way?" Meto would ask with a microphone den den mushi. He stood behind rows of his goons and did this from his carriage. When they had arrived they saw the Monster, Dilan, rip the head of Plus clean off. Though, it was obvious their fight lasted a long time due to the injuries on the Monster's body. It might be that Samurai's fault for slashing at the Monster's eyes. Meto didn't tell the Samurai to do that because the Monster was fighting their common enemy. That guy just did it anyway. But, with Plus fighting out here he had to already have given the fruit to Gato. So, to make sure it can be gotten back quickly Meto told the Samurai to just go get the fruit and worry about Minus later, since Minus was the only one left of Gato's top guys.

"Protect....Ava...." Dilan would say as he stood there. Hannibal would hear him say this as he gotten closer to Dilan. When Hannibal was only a few feet away from Dilan he'd look back at Hannibal. "Hann....I did my best. But, you have to protect her while I rest." Dilan would say as he'd begin to shrink, turning back to normal. He'd then fall fast first onto the ground. There was already a pool of blood on the ground but after Dilan feel it began to grow.

"Oi!" Hannibal would say as he limped closer and knelled down to see if Dilan was okay. He wasn't as there was no plus. He seemed to have had a tougher fight than Hannibal. Hannibal wouldn't say anything, as he didn't know what to say.

"Hmm." Meto would step down from his carriage and begin to walk over to Hannibal. He had nothing to fear from Hannibal, due to how wounded he looked. And with the Monster no longer standing he was safe. That didn't mean his Men didn't ready themselves. If Hannibal did anything, or anyone they didn't know, they'd fire without hesitation. Making sure not to his Meto but everyone, even Ava, if need be. "I don't kill the wounded or children. So don't try anything, I just want to talk." Meto would say as he would stop at the edge of the blood pool.

Hannibal would say anything as he'd stand up and place himself in front of Ava. Protecting her was still his top priority. Even with him being weak seeing that Dilan fought passed his limits made Hannibal want to do the same. "Talk." Hannibal would say.

"I have come here to kill Gato and take back what was mine. Seeing as you are not attacking me and just protecting that child. I'll assume you aren't apart of Gato's gang. Am I right?" Meto would see Hannibal nob his head to confirm his thinking. "Okay, this probably is something you wouldn't know. But is Minus still up there?"

"No, I killed him." Hannibal would say quickly.

Meto's would raise his brow in surprise. But, seeing the wounds on Hannibal he could tell the fight was something else. "I guess than my Samurai should only have to deal with getting my item back. Sucks I paid him in advance for Plus and Minus, but whatever. As long as they are gone and Gato dies, his organization...no little gang will never rise from the ashes. " Meto would say. He'd look Hannibal up and down. "I doubt you'd die from those wounds. But, if you work for me I'll make sure you get the help you need and also get paid. So what do you say?"

"As a Marine I decline." Hannibal would say. Ava would peak from behind Hannibal and look at Meto. She wasn't afraid but he had a different feel coming from him. That though wasn't a good thing as he seemed worse than Gato. Meto would make brief eye contact with Ava before looking back at Hannibal.

"A Marine....I guess th-" Before Meto could finish speak a loud noise would be heard and when everyone looked up they would see that the top of the EL Tower had exploded. It began to spread more and more and rubble began to fall to the ground.

Hannibal seeing this would force himself to pick up Ava. He was not able to move and doing this he even drove the knife in his midsection deeper. He would shield her the best he could, "I'm sorry Ava." Is all he'd say before everything would go black to him.

"You did good, Hann." Hannibal's Father would tell him as they two sat at a edge of a cliff gazing out at the night sky. It being blanketed in many stars.

"I did it for you guys." Hannibal would tell his Father as he would smile. He felt warm despite them sitting in the snow. It always snowed here. A snow less time only lasting a week. Hannibal grew up with the cold but was not really ready for how cold the world could really be. His Family no his Village was the source of the warmth that kept him from freezing.

"Hann."

"Yes?"

"When you leave this place. I want you to do things for yourself, okay? No matter what."

Hannibal would pause for a moment before looking at his Father. "Sure, I can do that."

---

Hannibal would slowly begin to open his eyes. He just had a dream. Something he hadn't had in a very long time. It was strange to have that instead of a nightmare, but he wouldn't complain about that. As he was happy he had one. Something was strange though, as he had thought he died. He was in pain all over as he tried to sit up, not being able to.

"You passed out, Hann." Ava would say. She was sitting at the edge of his bed. "That guy saved us before we were crushed. And they brought us here.....they weren't able to get Dilan though. S-so..." She was fighting back tears as she spoke.

"He is in a better place." Hannibal would say. "He will rest easy knowing that you are safe."

"Y-yea!" Ava would say. She would then suddenly climb closer to Hannibal and hug him. The pain from it making Hannibal want to cry out, but he wouldn't. He'd just hug her back. She would realize what she was doing and stop.  "Sorry!"

"It is okay." Hannibal would say. Her hugging him helped him sit up, so he was fine with that. "Are you okay?" Hannibal wanted to ask what all went down in the Dilan fight, but that wasn't appropriate.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Ava would say. "OH! I almost forgot." Ava would get out of the beg and head over to the chair in the corner. There was a small box over there, and she would bring it back to Hannibal. "Dilan took this from Plus during their fight. Told me to keep it safe till we met up with you." She'd say as she began to open it. She didn't know what was within it at all and only kept it because Dilan told her to. She'd slow bring it out and the contents would be revealed. It was just a strange looking fruit.

"Oh...I thought I'd be something cool." Ava would say as she broke it in half. Even though it wasn't she planned on eating it and her breaking it in half showed she wanted Hann to do it with her. Hannibal would grab his piece and look at her, as he knew she was still hurt from the loss of Dilan. The girl had been in hardship for over a year and probably never though she'd be free. And her wanting a family also was something. Dilan and Hannibal, even from their short time with her, made her feel as if she had a family.  Hannibal also felt the same way, that is why he knew how she felt. It doesn't take years for you to make a new family with someone. It just took you finding the right people that can make your life better. Well, that was the thinking Hannibal had.

"Well, let us eat this in honor of our lost family. To our Parents, to our friends, and to Dilan." Hannibal would say as they take a bite, Hannibal taking the bite first. Instantly both didn't know if they should throw up or not, but they'd swallow their vomit and eat the rest of the fruit. Smiling at each other once they finished. They also both hadn't eaten in a long time so that was another reason they needed to finish the fruit.

"We need to get out of here. I don't trust that Meto guy." Hannibal would say.

"We are locked in. They said they come back later today." Ava would tell Hannibal. She had wanted to leave the room but when she tried she couldn't due to the door being locked on the outside. There was bathroom here so she was fine with that. They also gave her a book if she had gotten bored. Hannibal didn't like this at all, but couldn't do anything about it. So, the two would just sit there and wait. During that time they'd talk about a lot of things that they couldn't talk about before. It was refreshing that they weren't in that dirty cell anymore but even if this place was cleaner. A prison, no matter the looks, was still a prison. Hannibal found out many things about Ava in their time together one begin that she didn't know how to read. So, he began to teach her how with the book that they had given her. During this time she would fall asleep. Hannibal didn't know how many hours would pass by but soon the locked door would slowly begin to open. Meto along with a Doctor and a Guard would reveal themselves.

"I thought you said he'd be out cold for a week Doc?" Meto would say as he have a stare down with Hannibal.

"He seems to be different." The Doctor would say in response to Meto.

"Well, it works for me. Guro place their food over there and then leave me and the Doctor." Meto would say. He'd wait till the guard would leave the food and then exit the room before he'd say anything at all to Hannibal. "I saved your life Marine same with the your Daughter. So, you owe me two life debts. I won't ask you to do anything right now, or even anything that could ruin your Marine career. But, know you owe the leader of the Red Lotus."

That name raised many red flags as Hannibal knew briefly on it. Meto was right though. Hannibal did owe him for saving thier lives, and he had to repay him. As when you owe someone within a place like Baltigo and you don't repay them fates worse than death can arise. "I ask that you give me three months before you ask me for any favors." Hannibal would tell him.

"Hmm, that is fine. Honestly speaking. I don't have anything for you to do on Baltigo. You will though have someone contact you when the time arises. Also, I will not lock this door anymore and you both can leave whenever. I just did it so that I can speak to you on this. This place is also not a place that Gato had you. It is simply a hospital that I am a sponsor of. Oh, and I am going to pay you for what you did to Minus. The beli next to your food." Meto would say as he began to leave the room. The Doctor would stay though as She needed to check up on Hannibal before leaving the room. She would do so and then make her exit as well.

Hannibal would sit there hold Ava thinking over everything that had just happened since he arrived to Baltigo. He had been demoted. He had been captured by a Slaver. He had become friends with a notorious Pirate. He had lost that said friend. He had pushed passed his limits. He hand made a new family. And finally he owes his life to a criminal organization that will no doubt have him do horrible things. "Heh, I can't forget that I ate a horrible tasting fruit." Hannibal would chuckle as he caressed the head of Ava. She had to be the one to tell Meto she was Hannibal's daughter. He was fine with that though.

Three weeks later

Hannibal had used a large portion of the Beli given to him by Meto to buy a home on Baltigo. It's location though was not within the Nil District, but rather the Ninth. It wasn't that much better than the Nil District, crime wise, but the place he bought was under the protection of the Red Lotus. God knows he didn't want to do this. But, since he planned on repaying Meto back keeping Ava in this area was the best he could do. Before he would leave Baltigo though he would help her leave this place. This was just the beginning of the wild journey Hannibal was going to have on the Island of Baltigo. As he has yet to realize that on top of being hated due to his race he will be hated due to what he thought was just a disgusting fruit.

Gran Voyage Type:Devil Fruit
Gran Voyage Name:Gaining back the fire
Gran Voyage Location:Baltigo
Gran Voyage Description:

Stage One: The events of his Family(Village) being taken or killed due to their third eye are still fresh in his mind. His demotion also came shortly after that. As from everything that happened he became a alcoholic. Spending most of his time within bars and other undesirable places caused him to no longer focus on his duties. During one night he identity as a member of the Three eye tribe is uncovered by a group within the bar. Things lead to another and he ends up captured.  

Stage Two: He is fine with his fate. He also isn't the only person there though. Multiple three eye'd tribe members are there and also a Devil Fruit user. The Devil Fruit user tries to get everyone to escape, but the only one that can help is Hannibal. Their escape during there time within their cell changes Hannibal and gives him back a new flame.

Stage Three: The escape begins from the building they are within.  It is a small time slave trading ring, but with what they have now they can become big time. But, Hannibal and the Devil Fruit user plan to stop it. What happening next truly puts Hannibal on a new path.
NPCing: No

Baltigo, is not a place for a Marine that has lost his way should be. The scum that reside their, criminals & revolutionaries, corrupt anything they are able to get their hands on. Is what is told to Marines that head there, for whatever reason. More harsh and unneeded has been said about the inhabitants of that Island, especially those within the Nil District. Currently Captain Hannibal Uchis is a, emotionally, lost Marine in the heart of the Nil District. Drowning his sorrows in a run down hole in the wall of a bar. His dress suit stained in multiple areas with the spirits. He didn’t care though, not at all, and would plan to be here for the rest of the day.  Just like everyday since being back on Baltigo. At this point Hannibal was at his lowest and he felt cold and alone.

His Son arrives in this time, during this timeline. His Wife lost her Devil Fruit to mess up what others had planned. And a Devil Fruit was claimed, a blade pierced the Heart of Hannibal Uchis

“Life, it isn’t what it should be….W-we try….try so hard to do b-better. TRY TO GET FROM A BAD PLACE! But...it...it knocks you right back down into it…” His drunken outburst fell on deaf ears. The chatter and music being played in the background drowned out his voice. He sat at a table in the corner, his back to them all. He did have his Marine coat with him at this time. Unlike him it was clean. It was on the back of his chair. He did this because not a lot of people would walk up on him because of this. A natural repellent to low-life criminals. If he lose this he’d probably have been robbed or attacks for how he talks a lot.

This was normal, but what happened next wasn't. The place was supposed to turn into a winter Wonderland. However, She was there this time. They would kill a lost marine, and assume his name. He being Hannibal, She being Uchis. Wano had planned many things, but this was a luck of the Indian Shinobi's in them using their skill, and unmatched mental compacity.


He’d begin to slowly bang his head on the table after he spoke. Not because they didn’t listen to him, he didn’t really care. What was thirty random people to him? Why he banged his head on the table was just because he needed to. Maybe physical pain was the best way to get rid of the pain from his loses. But, he’d stop after around five minutes of this and just rest his head on the table. “I should just die…” He’d mumble to himself. He kinda had a enough with it all. It’d just be better off dead, was his thought. But, only after he finished drinking today.

It was acceptance, he hated the Voice of all things, and these two hated it also. But one of them was cursed, Her Husband had to let the blood of the man spill onto his flesh. This caused the others to stur and hate the act of this murder, as it did not stop there. Everyone had forgotten what a Devil Fruit was, everyone within the entire globe, and all planets aigned with them at this moment. As for this to happen Saturn in a instant, in every timeline, had been destroyed. The Capricorn, was the last, till something else could save the world.




Hannibal & Uchis
Observational Haki
H:Future Sight - ADVANCED, Empath - BASIC -
U:Stealth - ADEPT ,Aura Sight - BASIC

Busoshoku Haki or Armament Haki
U:Ryuo
H:Ryuo

Haoshoku Haki
U:Conqueror’s Wrath & King’s Subjection
H:King's Cloak & Presence of the Emperor

DEVIL FRUITS

H: Eater

U: Devil Fruit Weapon.

Gran Voyage Type:Devil Fruit
Gran Voyage Name:Gaining back the fire
Gran Voyage Location:Baltigo
Gran Voyage Description:

Stage One: The events of his Family(Village) being taken or killed due to their third eye are still fresh in his mind. His demotion also came shortly after that. As from everything that happened he became a alcoholic. Spending most of his time within bars and other undesirable places caused him to no longer focus on his duties. During one night he identity as a member of the Three eye tribe is uncovered by a group within the bar. Things lead to another and he ends up captured.  

Stage Two: He is fine with his fate. He also isn't the only person there though. Multiple three eye'd tribe members are there and also a Devil Fruit user. The Devil Fruit user tries to get everyone to escape, but the only one that can help is Hannibal. Their escape during there time within their cell changes Hannibal and gives him back a new flame.

Stage Three: The escape begins from the building they are within.  It is a small time slave trading ring, but with what they have now they can become big time. But, Hannibal and the Devil Fruit user plan to stop it. What happening next truly puts Hannibal on a new path.
NPCing: No

Hannibal would slowly begin to open his eyes. He just had a dream. Something he hadn't had in a very long time. It was strange to have that instead of a nightmare, but he wouldn't complain about that. As he was happy he had one. Something was strange though, as he had thought he died. He was in pain all over as he tried to sit up, not being able to. In reality his death was changed, by force. And instead a change unknown to the world took place to seal off the Evil's of this World and start again. Hann had many wives, but only two kept checking in on him to hide something(unconditial love).  

"You passed out, Hann...I mean my Poopy Face, we aren't in Wano anymore. We are free, and I love you. Just lose the Pride, let me be your peace of mind. So why aren't you smiling?" Ava would say, as she held her drunken Man. She was sitting in the bed with him, placing acupuncture needles into his bandages to keep him still. "That guy saved us before we were crushed. And they brought us here.....they weren't able to get the rest of your whores though. S-so...is is only eleven of us, left waiting on me to get you out of this sauce you so in love with." She was fighting back tears as she spoke.

"He is in a better place. Wiat, what is going on....I have so many memories of a janitor, but i'm a Shinobi." Hannibal would say. "He will rest easy knowing that you are safe."

"Y-yea! YOU ARE RIGHT! UM! I'm sorry we must be under a mental attack, just wait three weeks. We can keep this going, if it is a little white lie. TO KEEP YOUR CRAZY AS IN BED! JUST DREAM AND FORGET!" Ava would say, but Hann fell asleep and imagined everything after her first sentence. She would then suddenly climb closer to Hannibal and hug him. The pain from it making Hannibal want to cry out, but he wouldn't. He'd just hug her back. She would realize what she was doing and stop.  "Sorry!"

"It is okay." Hannibal would say. Her hugging him helped him sit up, so he was fine with that. "Are you okay?" Hannibal wanted to ask what all went down in the Dilan fight, but that wasn't appropriate.

"Yeah, I'm fine." Ava would say. "OH! I almost forgot." Ava would get out of the beg and head over to the chair in the corner. There was a small box over there, and she would bring it back to Hannibal. "Dilan took this from Plus during their fight. Told me to keep it safe till we met up with you." She'd say as she began to open it. She didn't know what was within it at all and only kept it because Dilan told her to. She'd slow bring it out and the contents would be revealed. It was just a strange looking fruit.

"Oh...I thought I'd be something cool." Ava would say as she broke it in half. Even though it wasn't she planned on eating it and her breaking it in half showed she wanted Hann to do it with her. Hannibal would grab his piece and look at her, as he knew she was still hurt from the loss of Dilan. The girl had been in hardship for over a year and probably never though she'd be free. And her wanting a family also was something. Dilan and Hannibal, even from their short time with her, made her feel as if she had a family.  Hannibal also felt the same way, that is why he knew how she felt. It doesn't take years for you to make a new family with someone. It just took you finding the right people that can make your life better. Well, that was the thinking Hannibal had.

"Well, let us eat this in honor of our lost family. To our Parents, to our friends, and to Dilan." Hannibal would say as they take a bite, Hannibal taking the bite first. Instantly both didn't know if they should throw up or not, but they'd swallow their vomit and eat the rest of the fruit. Smiling at each other once they finished. They also both hadn't eaten in a long time so that was another reason they needed to finish the fruit.

"We need to get out of here. I don't trust that Meto guy." Hannibal would say.

"We are locked in. They said they come back later today." Ava would tell Hannibal. She had wanted to leave the room but when she tried she couldn't due to the door being locked on the outside. There was bathroom here so she was fine with that. They also gave her a book if she had gotten bored. Hannibal didn't like this at all, but couldn't do anything about it. So, the two would just sit there and wait. During that time they'd talk about a lot of things that they couldn't talk about before. It was refreshing that they weren't in that dirty cell anymore but even if this place was cleaner. A prison, no matter the looks, was still a prison. Hannibal found out many things about Ava in their time together one begin that she didn't know how to read. So, he began to teach her how with the book that they had given her. During this time she would fall asleep. Hannibal didn't know how many hours would pass by but soon the locked door would slowly begin to open. Meto along with a Doctor and a Guard would reveal themselves.

"I thought you said he'd be out cold for a week Doc?" Meto would say as he have a stare down with Hannibal.

"He seems to be different." The Doctor would say in response to Meto.

"Well, it works for me. Guro place their food over there and then leave me and the Doctor." Meto would say. He'd wait till the guard would leave the food and then exit the room before he'd say anything at all to Hannibal. "I saved your life Marine same with the your Daughter. So, you owe me two life debts. I won't ask you to do anything right now, or even anything that could ruin your Marine career. But, know you owe the leader of the Red Lotus."

That name raised many red flags as Hannibal knew briefly on it. Meto was right though. Hannibal did owe him for saving thier lives, and he had to repay him. As when you owe someone within a place like Baltigo and you don't repay them fates worse than death can arise. "I ask that you give me three months before you ask me for any favors." Hannibal would tell him.

"Hmm, that is fine. Honestly speaking. I don't have anything for you to do on Baltigo. You will though have someone contact you when the time arises. Also, I will not lock this door anymore and you both can leave whenever. I just did it so that I can speak to you on this. This place is also not a place that Gato had you. It is simply a hospital that I am a sponsor of. Oh, and I am going to pay you for what you did to Minus. The beli next to your food." Meto would say as he began to leave the room. The Doctor would stay though as She needed to check up on Hannibal before leaving the room. She would do so and then make her exit as well.

Hannibal would sit there hold Ava thinking over everything that had just happened since he arrived to Baltigo. He had been demoted. He had been captured by a Slaver. He had become friends with a notorious Pirate. He had lost that said friend. He had pushed passed his limits. He hand made a new family. And finally he owes his life to a criminal organization that will no doubt have him do horrible things. "Heh, I can't forget that I ate a horrible tasting fruit." Hannibal would chuckle as he caressed the head of Ava. She had to be the one to tell Meto she was Hannibal's daughter. He was fine with that though.


Three weeks later

Hannibal had used a large portion of the Beli given to him by Meto to buy a home on Baltigo. It's location though was not within the Nil District, but rather the Ninth. It wasn't that much better than the Nil District, crime wise, but the place he bought was under the protection of the Red Lotus. God knows he didn't want to do this. But, since he planned on repaying Meto back keeping Ava in this area was the best he could do. Before he would leave Baltigo though he would help her leave this place. This was just the beginning of the wild journey Hannibal was going to have on the Island of Baltigo. As he has yet to realize that on top of being hated due to his race he will be hated due to what he thought was just a disgusting fruit.



"You kow why I skipped that vague manipulation? Cause others would try to learn how to kill us, but don't worry that guy did die. He is literary Ice. That was my Father, girly. He just have me this lighting, or whatever that means. But he lied. He froze the Ocean! No one can go anywhere anymore, we are stuck in his turf. Now I can't any come here, cause you took my brother Sword. Those guys are assassins but wanted to leave the Marines. They have went to space to see the corpse of Enel, because I took something they'd never use to harm us.  

"No, No, you gotta go get the first devil fruit! The Hito-Hito no mi!"

"The fuck is a Devil Fruit."




Hannibal & Uchis
Observational Haki
H:Future Sight - ADVANCED, Empath - BASIC -
U:Stealth - ADEPT ,Aura Sight - BASIC

Busoshoku Haki or Armament Haki
U:Ryuo
H:Ryuo

Haoshoku Haki
U:Conqueror’s Wrath & King’s Subjection
H:King's Cloak & Presence of the Emperor

DEVIL FRUITS

H: Eater

U: Devil Fruit Weapon.

"Hann....do you wanna know why no one is alive here? It took us three, while the others hide in fear."

"Listen stop calling me nicknames, you two keep spreading my Ninja Arts. I can't let that happen! I'm Married!"

They Woman of Worth were puzzled, he keeps lying. He keepings lying about being the last one with the Voice of All things. Everything on this Planet wants to thank him, but they think his Brain Injury is not the problem. Others, Marines, are stealing his mind. That is why there are millions of Marines on this Island, frozen to death by the first Hannibal Uchis. Hann just doesn't want to admit he ate his Father Devil Fruit. So, they began to beat him. They began to harm him with just punches and kicks, and his love for them made him too delusion to stop their attack. Each passionate strike made him fall even deeper, as they just needed to stop fighting on a Criminal Island and do better.


"I am your Mother, stop lying and cheating on your only wife...Hann."

"I admit it, i'm tired of this genjutsu. She just teleported away after undoing what Hannibal did to save the world! Everyone that lost came back and killed the winners! Except us! THAT WAS A NEW WORLD ORDER! And after I said that....She cursed me with a Devil Fruit, and I don't know the name. Give me the SWORD not the FRUIT!"



A Den Den Mushi would be in front of him, Hannibal has just been frozen in his mind this entire time. The Woman of Wano came and killed everyone, erasing all their memories just for these two. Every Island was now under the Absolute Justice that was Hannibal Uchis, cursed with the Hei Hei no Mi. Whilst another Marine had finished and committed seppkku to save these two, giving his sword(imbuded with the Ito Ito no mi.)





ooc:M topics arc to lead to this current moment.

Name: Hannibal Uchis
Alias/Epithet: Absolute Justice/ Greatest Swordsman Under Heaven / Bal(doesn't like his name shortened)
Race: Three Eye Tribe
Gender: Male
Age: 32 (has not aged)

General Appearance:


Hannibal is a well dressed and clean individual when he can be. His default outfit of choice is a finely pressed suit. Though it may look like he wears the same one he does change them. Having multiple of the same kind. Bringing them with him or buying some(if he can) on the Island he presently is on. Even in combat he prefers a suit over anything else as he has gotten used to being in one since joining the Marines and getting promoted. It just seems to fit. His shoes are another thing though as they are special dress shoes and pants. They don't have any abilities or anything like that but can withstand his fighting style, which revolves around his legs and feet. If not within a suit, for whatever reason, he can be wearing a track suit(has a variety of colors) with the marine insignia on the back of it along with sneakers. Finally, a karate Gi will be something seen when he knows the fight will require one hundred percent of his effort. He makes sure that everything he has on is clean and can sometimes even go and change, no matter what he was doing, to be in something cleaner. Along with his suit he will, almost always, be seen with his Marine coat.

He is some what sculpted with a extreme amount of definition to his muscles. On his body you can see old scars from his child hood, and from his time lost at sea. One is located on his right shoulders from when he was bitten by a dog(code for a Pirate). Another is located on his inner left thigh from being shot by a arrow(from a voluntarily attack), which he tried to dodge. Finally, there is one on his right cheek. That scar used to be larger but it healed enough that it is just a small one, but he still feels the pain from it every time he looked in the mirror. That can be said about all his scars as they bring him memories about his tribe.

And that is where his attire can change. After a long night of drinking the stains on his clothes will be massive and multiple, as he doesn't care about trying to keep himself clean. Those stains can also be from food, urine, dirt, or even mold. As once he starts a long drinking binge it doesn't stop for a while, and he doesn't change his clothing. He might try to clean himself but that would only make it worse, as he will either put on the same clothes or clean himself while wearing them. He will also get into brawls that he loses and will be seen with bandages, mainly, on his head. Though, it may seem as if his hair is short it isn't. It actually goes all the way down past his shoulder. He has it wrapped up tightly and neatly.

Height: 8'6"
Weight: 360lbs
Crew Tattoo Placement: in the FC(Sword member)

Positive Personality Traits: Hopeless Romantic Kind, Diligent, Loyal, Respectful, Clever, and fast learner
Negative Personality Traits: PTSD, Brain Injury, Addictive tendencies, depressed, Lazy, and emotional.  
Personality Overview:
Hannibal is a strange one, to say the least. Though, at his core, he is a decent fellow he has good and bad qualities that keep him stuck within the true neutral alignment. And he is perfectly fine with that; as he also does not like to pick a side when pressured to. That is a weird stance to have as a Marine. But, he keeps himself out of situations where he has to make tough decisions like that. Well, ones where his status of a marine is on the line if that makes sense.

As a Marine, he has to certain expectations put on him. Not just by the people he has sworn to protect but also personal ones. He knows that a Marine should always put the people first, and he does that. He knows that Marines should also always follow the rules, he does not do that all the time. At times he even sees how the rules are not always right and will not follow them. An example of this is turning a blind eye to any unnecessary harm that is being done to others, regardless of who they are. Yes, there are times he might not be able to stop this; but the majority of the time he will. But, if someone belongs to his Tribe is being mistreated and they don't deserve it he will not let that mistreatment continue.

Bal can get extremely emotional about things. He has been like that his entire life, and that won't change. That doesn't mean he won't hold things in, but he does that in an unhealthy way. They will bottle up and when it reaches a point the bottle will explode. That could go a couple of ways though. He could go into a fit and lash out, angrily, at the person that put the straw on the camels back; this angry outburst will only last around an hour at best. Another way it could go is that the waterworks would begin and he will slip into a deep depression for the rest of the week. Those are usually the main two things that could happen. As Bal doesn't like to really talk about how he feels anymore unless you are close to him. If you are close, for whatever the reason, he can just start talking about how he feels. Not to be the person that just talks to her himself but for council with someone he trusts. That leaves him open for a bit of manipulation as at times he will ask those that he thinks is his friends, who aren't, for advice on if he should do something. He will run with that advice depending on how much he trusts that person. In the past, this has bitten him in the butt and the scar on his face is the reminder of it. There still is a lot to Hannibal but this is a majority of it. As he is still young and growing.




Occupation:Scientist
Faction: Marines
Starting Rank:Admiral
History:

Back in the South Blue lived a small village on a deserted Island. They didn't have much but each other. When a child was born they weren't just raised by the Parents, but the entire village. They kept to themselves mostly. If travels came, with a kind heart, they would help them in ways they could. They was a Kind people. Hannibal was the son of the chief of this village; the strongest warrior is what they called him. He wasn't just all about fighting though but just wanted to be strong like his Father. His Father though told him that physical strength doesn't make you strong, or the strongest. Bal didn't understand this and would prove to his Father he was strong. So, after talking to his supposed friend at the time, who actually was just jealous of him, he went to fight a bear by himself. The Animals on their Island were not the regular sized but had extremely large proportions. And the most dangerous creature presently on the Island was the Bear. Bal did not care though as this was going to be his chance to prove to his Father his Physical strength did make him strong. It took him a week to track down the largest Bear on the Island that even got a nickname, the destroyer. At first, Bal felt intimidated but he sprung, without thinking, into action. But, he quickly realized that he was extremely outmatched. Bal may be the fastest and strongest, in his mind, in the village. But, compared to this beast he was nothing but an rant. He was though able to take out one of the eyes of the beast, but that was just to make it known that he'd not given up. He knew that he was going to die here simply due to where he had ended up. The destroy in front and a thirty-foot plunge behind him into a rocky cove. Bal did not die that day like he thought, as his Father would seem to come out of nowhere, along with another warrior of the tribe, and pacify the beast. They weren't able to defeat him but rather distract it so that Bal can be rescued.

"Listen, you could've defeated that beast. But instead of planning you rushed in, I watched you. You need to remember your strongest muscle is your brain. Not your eye, or your legs. Come with me. We need to talk."

A Father spoke with his Son about many things that day. And after they spoke he taught him a fighting style he learned a long time ago on his travels, called Black Leg. Bal changed the name to Blue but kept the principles.  He left the Island and ended up on Water 7. There he got a job as a shipwright but got fired due to being too bad. He was out of luck until he ran into a Marine. After a few drinks, he was convinced to join. His Father told him to find himself a calling and a place where he could grow, and he did. I took him just a year to become an Ensign, as he was a fast learner. He caught on quick to what he was supposed to do and be as a Marine. he did have his downs at the beginning but his Father's words stuck with him and pushed him to get through it all.


After a few years he was able to become a Captain and was now able to teach Marines. He did and his popularity within the Marines rose more and more. But, tragedy struck a week after his promotion to Commodore. He was on Baltigo going after a pirate when he got the news of what Bizar D. Raudi had done. Though he was not able to head back to a Marine base or installation he spoke with those he knew back on Marine ford about the situation. They explained to him what they could say. But, even though they couldn't tell him everything soon he found out. He was one of the first Marines to come into contact with a Devil Fruit user, the pirate he was after eating one. He, with the help of his entire unit, was able to subdue him. The ability of this pirate should not have been on the level they were. Only problem Bal had was that he couldn't find out were the guy was hiding. How Devil fruit caused those that were usually weak to be extremely strong made him fascinated in them. He planned to study them as much as he could. Starting first with the Pirate he had captured. After finding out about his abilities he needed to figure out his weakness, and he did. But, it was only because the guy escape and leaped of the ship they were on. And Bal saved him because he couldn't swim. He had found a weakness, but it wasn't a reliable one. Before he could get anymore information he had arrived to the jail he was traveling to. Bal could've easily gotten more information on what the pirate could do or what he was weak to. But, he didn't do any test that were inhuman.

Bal was given vacation time after the capture, so he headed home. For the first time in five years.He would though not leave on the day he was scheduled to leave and was fine with arriving a day late to his home. He just wanted to just sleep the day away.  But, when he got there what he saw was nothing he wanted to see. He found no one but his Father, but not alive. He was lying, with corpses around him, dead with his third eye removed. He had died to fight. But, it wasn't clear if he saved anyone at all. The scum that came here didn't even care to take their fallen comrades but made sure to take the eye of Bal's Father. And the worst thing was time hadn't passed that much. If anything the incident happened not even a day ago. If only he hadn't taken a day off he could've saved them, was his thought. He would bury not only his Father but the others that were killed, despite who they were. After that was finished he would leave and head back to Baltigo, accepting a task that'd allow him to stay there as long as he needs to.

Face Claim: (Kekkai Sensen|Steven A Starphase)
Starting Slots: Three Eye Tribe
RP Sample:

GV Details :

"Was it premature of me to evacuate the Island in such a way? Maybe. I however can't just turn back around, heh. Honestly, would I have gotten in this predicament if you had not kept that Child? But I don't get it...why not get on the blimps during the blizzard with the Agents. Nevermind that statement I get it, I gots to prove how cold and calculated I can be. " Admiral Hannibal Uchi spoke to Calypso within his quarters of a tower within the Nil.

Sadness would be a understatement of how he felt at this very point in his life and career. The Marines needed more than just him and his Wife, but they were the only people that were usually able to see the Pirate King. With the Ito Ito no Mi in his posses, many have become a slave but them. It is due to their abilities, or maybe their cleverness.

"You kinda are annoying, and dangerous. That is why I picked you, cause I can fix you. But first we gotta claim this entire Island. So no...that shit you forget happened thirty years ago still happened. When you lost your friends you froze everything, and even now you are cold. It is the fruit...but in my eyes you are the Devil Hannibal....you are Evil. But not as Evil as the Yellow King...that Fishy bastard raped us. Why submit and ask me to leave when I know you will just suffer to not change anything." Calypso slaps him over and over again, after each sentence. He was hypnotized by her, and she couldn't break it. She had to use this disgrace of the Marines so the Celestial Dragon don't get it confused. The Pirate King is just a little more eviler and really more neglectful than those Demons and Devils.

"I used to kill Woman, and there are ages here that deserve to die for the sins of those they follow. And they will lie, even to my Third Eye. Something that they don't even have. They need hope, they need a change. But these abilities my siblings show me...wait. Those motherfuckers should''ve took your ass and not the Civilians. You worked for that fuck before I was beaten, and i've never been raped. I killed Admirals that came to get you, cause they wanted to become Pirates anyway. That is why the fuck I am here, we Davy Jones aren't supposed to fight in Davy Back Fights. But when we do....but when we do." Frozen completely in order to keep it from decaying was the corpse of an Admiral. He killed innocents to get here and in a tragic accident during their time on this island they clashed. They had to, Hannibal couldn't listen to someone that wanted to run away from a fight. But they tricked him, the Pirate King tricked him. Said he could watch them and see how the World really would turn, and turn it did. And he froze it in response, he was going to kill all life. However he was shot in the eye, a SeaStone bullet that was stopped. But how could be remove it, his eye was frozen, to stop death. But the substance but him in a paradox the ability could not stop, but the lie of his abilities being sealed had to.

A unfitting end to a great man, but it was because of Her. When he had the Yonko retreating the Pirate King brought her out. Knowing his mission always was to save a dumb Celestial Dragon. It was a drag, but instantly he fell in love. There the King in Yellow(Blackheart) used a flintlock to wound him. The aim was to kill, but Calypso showed them all why she was kept around. The burst of a Queen's Scorn was even enough to make the Pirate King close his eyes. But when everyone was brought too, they saw her crying over what they though was a corpse. In reality, she bit her tongue. She saw he didn't want to kill her and do his job, but it was different. He needed to have blood on his face, so she bit off her tongue.


This was years ago, in reality Hannibal doesn't know he stopped himself from aging. And like her She had been cursed by a Devil, but together they just were Fruit Users. The awakening of a Lich King and a Shaman that wouldn't stop praying for him. Even now both were obviously to how much the World had changed. Pirates rules all over, Marines were just bodyguards. However, she knew what to do. She had a Father that was a Holy Knight, and that is what she would whisper to his mind. Only these two have the Meetings of the Minds, only they could control the fabric of Time & Destiny itself. Laehala and Hannibal had to hide themselves, but not their minds. It didn't matter as they were the last with the Voice of all things. But things were getting back for them, death was close, as Deathdealers would lie and be racist to them. a Three-eyed Marine, Humans didn't care. A Angel(she doesn't use the other name) stripped of Her wings for people to do evil magic(Ope Ope no mi ability).

Hannibal would making a smacking sound that echoed through the quiet room with his lips; as he pushed upward, using his hands on the desk before him a support. Fully erect he'd walk over to the frozen coffin his friend rested within, running his finger across it as he transverse from is position at his desk to the exit of the room. There was only one place to place the frozen coffin, and that was within the middle of the room. It was kinda romantic. A kiss would be enough to awake some from a sleep such as his, however Hannibal was not Lu Dahn's knight. Hannibal was a comrade rather and could never bring himself to push past that line. Despite trusting everyone currently on this vessel he would lock the door behind him before heading topside. As there was a secondary door he needed to take to make it topside. This minor detail of his ship was peculiar to anyone else. Hannibal however say it as a unique trait that separate the two enforcers.

Upon opening the secondary door he had to take a few seconds to allow his eyes to adjust to the beaming rays above. After those seconds passed he'd see that everyone was well relaxing, as there was nothing they could do. Hannibal was the Captain and navigator of this vessel and if he declared they were lost no one else was qualified to contest that. In total six individuals were among the living on this vessel. Two were within the crows nest chatting it up, having form a intimate relationship. One was carving some strange piece by the helm of the ship, they perching on the railing as they did so. The last two were both a asleep in the middle of the day under some shade they had created with their uniforms. Hannibal would not interrupt any of them, as he had no right to. Despite his current mood his body did not allow itself to act the same way. Powerful footsteps garnered him the attention of those on the same level as him.

'I've really let them done, Lu Dahn. I left the ones we brought to Jordsand, on that island. The others we had join our battalion are somewhere else. More than likely re-assigned to another. It has been a month...since I left that Island. My Den Den mushi does not reach far enough to get into contact with anyone. I've used this strange ability however to keep us with fresh water and stable land to fish from. So there is one upside to this. Sadly, that doesn't make up for anything else. Everyone among this crew have begun to bond during this hardship, that there is that. I do see how they look at me though....incompetent and worthless. And if they had the power I do not doubt they'd attempt a revolt.'

'What should I do? Attempt to head back to Jordsand? Marineford? Keep the journey to Water Seven so that you can be buried? Kill myself? Lu Dahn.....I need yer help. I am not fit to lead anyone or uphold the mantle of Justice.'  

He'd begin to bite at the nail of his thumb as he gazed outward at the illustrious and intimidating sea. His struggle with his emotions had reach a strange gray area, as he couldn't just think of himself at this moment. The lives of others depended on him. And allowing his close friend to be properly buried also was something that weighed on his fragile mind. A conflicted sigh would escape from behind his lips as he stopped biting his nail. Placing himself at the wheel of the ship was something he had done in a few days. He didn't plan on moving the vessel. As nothing had been done to allow them to move from this spot, as the enforcer was anchored to a block of ice that surrounded them. It being obviously placed by the user of the Hie Hie no mi.

He would retreat from the wheel, and leap over the side railing of the vessel. He'd land on solid ice, which the ship rested on. Slowly and without fear of slipping he went over to the end of the man-made ice island. There was a chair along with a fishing rod. This is where they came to fish for their breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Everyone fed themselves with how much time had passed, as there was no real cook on the vessel. So serving up a meal for everyone ended with hurt feelings. So to avoid that everyone caught and cooked for themselves. If someone needed help however it was always on the table, as they only had each other out here. Hannibal would cast out his line and once again drift into his unstable mind.

You know...in the news coo I was regarded as a "Hero of Justice." Some girl on Sandy even told me I should make a world where no one is hurt, absurd. Humanity, Minkanity?, Fishanity?, or whatever you want to call your race don't deserve that. Not after what they did to my race. As they are animals that cannot find joy in life without a sacrifice. And it saddens me. As even the World Government gives sweat pretty little lies called..."equality". They can weak. They can look upon the darkness they created. Covering up life ugliness.

But I still follow them....and probably will protect them till I die. As I can't bring myself to...to be like them. Despite it all I want to help. I need to help. As all sin isn't shared. So nor should the punishment.

So what is my Justice? How should I come back from this set back. Should I come back? Is the only real Justice I can administer being one up-

His hypnotic thoughts would be snatched away as a furious tugging on his line would begin. Causing him to have to stand to his feet just to pull with more power, as he caught a big one. Both struggled. One struggling to escape whilst the other struggled to capture. Finally, one would come out on top. And that would be the one wanting to keep their life. As they struggled enough that the line's wire would snap. "Tch!" Hannibal would snap his finer and click his teeth in dissatisfaction of the outcome. Unlike the others he couldn't catch Fish. You could call it a lack of trying as he didn't use his Devil Fruit abilities at all. He felt that would be too much. His stomach would growl at him as he place the line down. He needed to replace the wire; even though there was one in the box next to the chair. He however didn't know that little detail at all.






In the distance there was another vessel, coming from the east. It wouldn't come into view of the preoccupied Marines in the Crow's nest. And their reconnaissance had already finished, barely. They had been traveling in search of a big score for a couple days now, eager to always make a bigger name for themselves. And luck was in their eyes was smiling upon them today. As the one occupying the Crow's nest would scream downward.

Those three words caused the entire ship to erupt in excitement and glee. Quickly, many began to scramble about in preparation for what they had in mind. They moved like a well oiled machine. Each and everyone of them knowing what they needed to do at this very moment. However it all would be place on hold. As the First Mate of this vessel would come onto the deck and screech orders. These orders would come almost thirty minutes into the preparations.

"CAP'N SAID! WE WILL BE DOING A NIGHT RAID INSTEAD OF OUR USUAL MOVE! MACRO CAME BACK AND TOLD US THERE IS A VERY, VERY, VERY JUICY HEAD ON-BOARD THAT VESSEL. AND HE AIN'T THE TYPE WE CAN JUST RUN RIGHT AT. COMMODORE HANNIBAL UCHIS! HERO IN DIS HERE NEWS COO!" The Fishman would say as he would pull out the old and battered News coo. With how they operated they didn't read much. They didn't need to unless their names were on the front page. Only reason they read this one was because Oceanus was in it, but they never read about that weak Wotan again. As they didn't know he was a Wotan till they read the paper.

There were a few bitchy moans as not all of them were allowed to go on Night raids. Only about half of them would be going out to that ship. So some things had to be taken down and other things started. The First mate would retreat back into the bowels of the ship. He needed his rest as he would be conducting this Night raid.


Hannibal would finally catch something, albeit it being smaller than his hand. Something however was better than nothing in his book, and he would not complain. This along with his medicine would be enough to put him under. He took naps through the day so that he could always be up for the majority of the time. His meal would be in his quarters, as there was no other place he wanted to sleep. It may come off as disturbing for someone to eat and sleep in the same room as someone that had passed; but Hannibal didn't see it as bad as you would think, mainly from what he had to do in the past. After he finished his meal he would pass out, but he made a error. He took too many pills.



"We should do something for him. He has been down in the dumps, more than usual." She spoke from the hearts. Between her own get away she watched the others. Saw how they were coping with the entire situation. She wasn't a Ensign her rank was the highest after Commodore Hannibal. Commander Demi Shaw.

"I mean HE DID get us lost out here. And we still are LOST. I haven't had a good meal in such a long time. Freakn' tired of fish!" One of the Ensigns spoke. From Demi's observations he kept to himself more and more like Hannibal did. Carving things to distract himself from their predicament. His art was beautiful but he always would toss them out into sea upon completion. Even now he was carving a figure.  

"I understand that feeling, but you gotta understand his also. His friend...shit our friend...Lu Dahn died. Getting his body home is something we all would've rush to do. " Demi would retort. They all new Lu Dahn, as that man was a idol. In more than one sense. Despite his age many older than him looked to him as a shining light within the Marines.

"Yeah." One Ensign would chim in.

"Indeed." Demi's Lover would state.

"Mhmm." The Ensign would stop carving the figure and nob his head as he made the sound of understanding.

"So, lets finish setting up. I've been fishing for a few hours and I have caught some nice things. I will cook below deck. James found a stash of good Rum down below so we can also drink tonight. We will celebrate. To help Hannibal along with ourselves to boast moral and figure out a way home or at least to a Marine instillation." Demi had grown tired of their situation, but not spiteful. She understood people got lost all the time. She couldn't hold something like this against their Captain and Navigator. She wanted to lift all of their spirits and get them to all work together. As it would take them all to get out of this in her mind. They had all pulled up stairs to make a circle when they spoke. And with this meeting being adjourned they would move what they used for chairs away. Barrels, bundles of rope, and other things found were these makeshift chairs. Demi didn't take long to traverse from the upper deck to below.

She understood Hannibal, as she was with him during his altercation with the first Patron. She knew he cared deeply about those under him or that he considered a friend. Watching him she grew to feel sorry for him, as she knew more than everyone. Before it became public knowledge she had found out about his race, a Three Eye'd Clansman, and with her years within the Marines she knew the plight that was thrown onto those people. Firmly she had been against it back then and so was she now.

I wonder if he will every Marry. He seems like the type that would like a big family.

She began to prepare their ingredients first as she had this thought. Just saying she went fishing would be a understatement in the work she put in today. As there were more ingredients she had to get that couldn't just be gotten from a fishing rod. Below their ship a couple clicks away was a large coral reef. She was amazed when she first found out about the mass. As she usually only saw reef-building corals are only found in shallow tropical and subtropical waters. But, alas the Grand Line was not like the Blues she was accustomed to. There waters were mysterious and mythical at times. She was glad for it though as it was the reason they hadn't dealt with any Sea Kings from there stationary position. A natural defense she felt it was since they were above it.

Maybe I should've told Remy about the crab I caught, might've made him more pumped. Wait...no he will find another reason to complain. Brats.

Though her thought was about Remy, the figure carver, it moved to think about the others. In all honesty only Hannibal was her senior, but only in rank. She was the eldest on this ship and felt she had the most experience with most things. She'd sigh as she'd begin to think of herself as a old hag.

More time would pass and her thoughts would continue. It total preparation would take around two hours, and as she brought all the food out with some help all that needed to be done was getting Hannibal. However, troubling news would come. He would not be able to join them due to taking his pills. Demi at first was a bit hurt, but would not tell the others. Rather a lie needed to be given.

"Sorry to say, but Hannibal will be coming a little later. He has been working hard and it seems he may be close to getting us out of here. So, he has instructed me to not hold this shindig up and start without him! SO LET US PARTY!" Demi held a glass of the rum, and the others joined her. Their glasses clanked together before they began to guzzle down the strong liquid. They all haven't drunk for a long time and they would not miss this chance. It was great for everyone and they spent most of the time together. Only Demi and her Lover would branch out while the others played a game. Their talk and interaction would signify the start of the end.

In total the First Mate had brought with him twenty few members of the crew. They waited in the waters before the party had started biding their time. Only arriving when they all had scattered around the ship. The First Mate used something known as Observation haki to pinpoint those on the ship. One, Remy, was only on the upper deck. One was in the crows nest. One was on the main deck toward the head of the ship. One, Hannibal, was in the Captain Quarters. One was within the bathroom. And the last two were in their quarters. With one of the six members on this crew already being taken out with ease the odds has gotten even worse. The enemy force would split up. Three Fishman known as the Hag Brothers would begin to climb the mast to reach the Crow's nest. They were the only one equipped to climb to such heights. They didn't say anything as they scaled the mast. Their minds were filled with thoughts about what they could do to the Man up above.

"Two pistols, nice, nice baby. Betting on tossing something got him more open to bet on more serious things. I did lose my sword, but I won this baby. I'm a co-" Something would fall onto the forehead of the young Ensign. Prior to that a shadow had blocked the Moon's rays, but he thought it was some clouds. However he would be wrong as he would see the dripping Fishman. Looking around he would see two more, there being no opening for him to escape. His grip on his weapons would increase, but not from confidence. Fear quickly began to consume him. He'd swallow the spit that built up in his mouth, as he began to try and talk. "Y-you guys are Marines?" he wouldn't get a response in words. Rather their twist, crooked, and decayed teeth would just be put on display. The first that was to make a move would be the one right above reaching his right hand downward. In fear we at times cower or lash out in desperation. The latter would happen today. With both pistols he'd hoist them up as quickly as his body would allow, and point them upward at the Fishman. With him having been laying down in the Crow's nest he needed to get up. The flintlock pistols would discharge and the sound of it would echo through the area. Impact was made, and he had a few more shots left. The other two were to his front, and as he rose up he'd fire all he had outward in the direction they were in. Plums of smoke filling the small space they occupied.

Soon the smoke would clear and he would be alone, a shocked smile would stretch across his face. Standing fully up now he would spin the two weapons, "Heh...no reason to be scared." He'd look over the edge but not see anything but one body. The body of his comrade. His eyes would grow wide in shock. The amount of emotions swirling within him couldn't be described.


"TUTUTUTUTUTUTU! SHOCK!" The Marine ensign would turn around and see all three were behind him. Before he would try to do anything else he'd be hit with a strange substance. It pinned him to the side of the Crow's nest. It was like snot in consistency. All three of them were covered in it. All three would get into the crow's nest now instead of hanging on the outside. There was no room within the crow's nest. They were all so close now. The marine ensign didn't know if the slime, body, or breath are the things that stung his nose. What he did know is that he couldn't move. His struggles just zapped his energy more and more. Breathing frantically and hard he began to give up.

"Noooo, keep goin'. Come on boy...keep goin'. " One of the Brothers would say as he placed his hand onto of the Marine's forehead. The same slime would begin to be produced in a large volume, but it missed the Ensign's mouth and nose. As the Fishman didn't want to stop him from breathing. Death wasn't something they wanted to bring quick. These Hagfish loved entrapping people with the slime they produced. They were skilled and had killed many. Being behind only the First Mate and Captain in terms of power.

"You know we saw a girl fishin'....we shouldn't play with this one. We should go claim her first." One of the Brothers would chim in as he would place his hand over the Ensign's mouth. They wouldn't stop him as they agreed. The fish man would then force his hand into the mouth of the Ensign. And begin to pump him full of slime.

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"Was that really a gunshot?!" Demi would push James off of her. There was no reason such a thing should be heard out here, as a discharged weapon was against the rules of the ship. The only exception is if combat had began with a enemy. But Demi was hesitant to think the worse, as she did get them all drunk.

"I believe so." Without saying anything else he would move off of the bed and reach for his uniform on the floor. Putting it on as the two spoke. He had finished already, but still had some energy left.

"Do you think they are just playing around while drunk?" Demi would say as she clutched the covers. She didn't focus on James changing clothes. She wanted to think before she made a move. Debating on not moving unless they heard another one.

"Regardless, I will go check it out. You are too tired." Right before his snarky comment more shots would be heard, which caused him to hurry up and grab his clothing.

"....Shut up. Let me get dressed and I will meet you. You hold rank over them, but are too harsh."   Him joking at a time like this wasn't needed or welcomed. She would toss the covers aside and grab her uniform. Wanting to hurry and see what was going on. James was already finished and would head for the door, but stop inches before touching the doorknob. It already beginning to move. He'd watch as the door would begin to slowly open, and see a hand.

"So...you are coming to tell us you drunks just we-" He'd stop talking. When he first started talking he'd see a hand begin to come through the crack of the door. However upon further examination he'd see that there was blood on that hand.

"No, no. I ain't drunk....wish I was though." The Fishman would step into the room fully now with the door wide open. He was alone. Within his hand was the hand of Remy, he took it after he popped the Ensign's head.






In the eyes of James this Fishman was unimpressive. He was short, pudgy, and overall disgusting. He looked like a fish he had caught not that long ago. James however was simply ignorant of who he was inches away from. As Demi was in the back petrified in fear. She knew about many big named Pirates, especially Marine killers. And this Pirate was similar to Lotan.

"What is up with the cocky expression?"

"Cocky? No, I am not that. I am however thankful for you being here. As I have been training every day since we got lost, and I am not a mere grunt. And with you harming or god forbid killing one of our Ensigns...I CAN GET THIS EXCESS ENERGY OUT!" As he spoke he began to stretch. Upon uttering his second sentence he would take his stance. Instead of moving forward he'd take a step backward, a small jump implemented to do this transition. His front toes pointed directly forwards, and he kept his back heels comfortably on the wooden deck. He placed his left leg further back. Keeping his other foot basically in the same spot. His weight was not all over the place but rather evenly distributed between his two feet. Simultaneously his elbows would be tucked in, but he would not ball his fists and were up near his tucked chin. With how much practice he had doing this it took mere seconds to take this stance. But, for today he moved in cadence with his words. Slow and steady so what he was doing could be seen. With his shouted words he'd move front leg to attempt to deliver a teep in the chest of the extremely shorter Fishman. What he did was quickly raising his leg and thrusting it forward, that was a teep. Upon contact, as contact would be made, he'd pull it back and place it down in it's previous position. He didn't hold back or move slow with this kick, as this is what a Human of his level was capable of. After many hours, days, and weeks of training to get into this stance and the few moves he knew he felt confident his blows could level anyone. He understood though Fishman were a bit different as he only saw Vista slide back only a little bit.



James would take a few steps forward to close the distance once again. His teep was strong enough, in his eyes, to push Vista out of the room and back into the hallway. He'd just move into his leg range as he would use teep one more time, this time it appeared to have more power behind it. And with Vista also hitting against the wall James felt he could quickly follow up with a combination. Closing the leg distance James would come in with a downward elbow that would grace the top of Vista's head. Seeing that land caused the confidence of James to skyrocket. And he would then grab the Fish by his scaly head and bring the head down, just a bit. As his knee would close the rest of the distance. Repeatedly he would do this over and over again. "I WILL END THIS NOW!" He'd let go of Vista's head now, and jump into the air. He planned to bring his elbow down hard on the back of the Fishman's head. With the force of it he would slam the Fishman's head into the wooden floor, the sound of his body hitting it echoing through the hallway.

Turning away from the downed foe he would look back into the room, "Demi, baby. Tie him up, as death will be too easy for him. He will answer for his crimes. I will head above and deal with th-....What is wrong? Why do you have that expression on your face?" before he would turn around he would see Vista walk passed him and into the room. Shocked he'd not let this Fishman just walk passed him. So, he would attempt to deliver a teep again, but this time it was caught.

"Okay, okay. Enough, I wanted to see how strong you are. I have tasted enough of your skill and can give you a status of mere grunt. Fodder. Trash. Shit. You will never catch up to even the weakest in my crew. " Vista would say as he held James' foot. He was so fast that James didn't even see him turn around. And his strength was something that didn't allow James to contest with, so he was stuck with his foot up. "Don't worry though! You will die sow like everyone else!" And with that there was a...

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"Is he really asleep?"

"Yeah."

"You'd thank he'd wake up from those shots."

"Thank? You dumb?"

"Oi! I caught one of them in the hallway, but he got antsy. So we dropped him quick. He is outside the door, cause I think the Captain would want to eat this one. He is nice and juicy." Interrupting them would be one of their comrades, five others behind him.

"We don't care. They all going to die regardless....well not him. He is the Hero we are to capture. So, tie him up. And the Captain only eats live meat now, you know dat."

"Ay what about this block of.....there is a body in here. "

"Just toss it into the water. I saw it when we came in. We melt the ice and take the ice he has around his neck, it looks expensive."

The action of reaching out for Lu Dahn was their first mistake. It made no sense, or maybe it did. But, before it would be touched Hannibal would raise his head as well as right hand. "Move." Is all he would utter. Though, the action he did would come before that. All ten of the Pirates within the room would be frozen solid from his attack. He would awake, somewhat dazed. he'd take a few seconds to gather himself before push off of the desk and slowly getting to his feet. Looking around and examining his surroundings he would see that those he had frozen weren't under him, rather from one of their tattoos he was under the impression they were Pirates. It resembled something you'd see on a Jolly Roger.

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He would begin to worry as he began to maneuver around them. His room already was cut in size with  Lu Dahn's coffin. With these large Fishman that room was taken up even more. He wouldn't do anything to them right now though, as he'd just let them stay right here till he got back. Right now he needed to check up on his crew. Quickly once outside of the room he would attempt to go right, but would see the mutilated corpse of John.

What the hell. Why would someone do such a thing....he was only Twenty. Promising young Ensign that has moved up in ranks since joining. He....even had a kid on the way.

Hannibal would grit his teeth as he would walk passed the boy's body and head topside. There he'd see another corpse, but it was Remy. Even though his head was, was destroyed he could make out his uniform. As Remy always stood out with a yellow strip in his shirt. Looking around he saw nothing else, but he would walk around a bit more. He'd stop at the mast as something would drop from above it. Seeing the strange substance he'd make his way up the mast. It took no time with how fast Hannibal would move. But, he wished he hadn't gone up. What he saw was pure horror. The strange substance was everywhere. Mixed with blood and other things he couldn't describe. "Bastards!" Hannibal with anger swelling within him would leap from the Crows nest. And he would slam his feet down hard on the deck.


Hannibal was always neutral. When it came to inflicting Justice. When it came to his emotions. When it came to almost every facet of his life. However he was someone that let things build up over time, and when things filled his bottle up too much everything came out. Already he was unstable with the passing of Lu Dahn, but seeing three members of his crew treated like this pushed him over the edge. For the first time in years he was pissed. His words echoed not only through the ship and also further past it. His call would be answered though as every Fishman, except one, would come out. In total fifth-teen of them.








Their mind's were in a totally different space from the jump. Their goals in all of this would never meet in the middle. Skipping forward thirty minutes they still were, evenly, locked in combat. Wounds graced all areas of their bodies. Hannibal grew ever more proficient in sharpening his ice. And Vista did not hold back with his biting at all. With fighting going on for so long their minds set into their final stages. Hannibal felt he had done everything he possibly could do to overcome this man, but it wasn't enough. And with that began to revert back to a giving up nature. Whilst Vista felt this was the toughest challenge he has faced in a very long time, and didn't want it to end. And this eagerness caused him to take note of Hannibal's lowering guard.

"Marine....hero. Hero of the Marines. Don't start giving up on me now, remember what we will do to Demi. " Vista would see no change from that, so he kept going. " Remember Sandy....Rainbase....is our next stop." Again nothing seemed to change at all about Hannibal and his guard began to drop more. Troubled and concerned about his fight ending like this he pushed more. "Justice is something that every Marine I have come across has. I usually pick for them as what they want to portray isn't real. And you....I have to say have a strange form of Justice. Selfish Justice. From what I've heard is that you are some Hero. But, you aren't. You fight falsely for those that see you as such. I can tell from our fight. Only time you strike heavy is when you, yourself, is in grave danger. Which is fine. But something you act like you don't see. So, let it all go. Stop thinking so much...and fight. Fight for yourself. " A back-handed compliment is what Vista felt that was. And he was fine with that. As he saw the face of Hannibal. He saw something going on with him.

Like promised he had done everything he said he would do. The patrons would be transported and the reward would be given to the one responsible for taking the Patrons down. His fee would be taken for all of his help as well. And he would send word to Birdal about the potential new Warlord. Hannibal didn't have the highest rank so that good word might not travel that far up the food chain. He was though banking on his pivotal role in the World Government and relationship with Birdal to get it as far as possible. What role? He was one of the few trusted and assigned to go after Poneglyhs. He didn't doubt others were assigned to do this and that is why he didn't make it out that he was the only one with this task. He however was confident he was in a small pool of people allowed to decipher them. And he knew for a fact he was the only member of the Three Eye’d Tribe allowed.

Hannibal would stop and tie his shoe, as his left shoestring had come undone. As he did that his mind began to think about everything up to this point. This was something he usually did. Think about everything, recent, that got him to where he was right now. It kept him focused and able to think clearly on what he needed to do next. After he was finished he would call out.

After some steps and words later. "I wonder.....how deep are the Patrons connected to the Poneglyhs? First, Juego did his best to stop me from gaining the first one. He even as willing to blow himself up. And now his children, or whatever relation they have, hid another. Actually, I should ask how deep are they rooted within the revolution. I understand Von worked with us(World Government) and was the rat that leaked information on people like myself. But are we really done with dealing with them?" Hannibal spoke into a Den Den Mushi that rested on his shoulder. He had on the same attire from before as he trek through the forest, but that will change soon. Who he spoke to on the other line was Birdal. The CP Agent that let those within the World Government know his race and his usefulness. Instead of being kicked out he was made into a Hero, to some.

"I don't, Hannibal. I will do some research on them. For right now just focus on getting the glyh. I've sent thirty agents and a vessel to assist you, but they are mainly there for moving it and further transportation. Those with some merit in combat are on another assignment. So, please make sure you watch out for them. I need you to also travel with the to the main island and then your assignment will be done. I also can get them considering our merger of the branches for you." Birdal would end it with that. Nothing else was needed to be said.

There were so many bright smiles that could be seen. Once again this place was at peace. They no longer had to worry about the bad things of this world. That was what they thought. At this present time there was a large parade and festival going done in the town of Rainbase. It was for the Marines and soldiers that fought all over Sandy Isle. The news of Cactus Island was also spread to them. But the lie that only innocents were harmed due to pirates was feed to them. The lies of the World Government though were needed. That was what Hannibal thought. As they would protect them from the harsh reality of this world.

"Commodore! We are going to be late!" It was one of his ensigns speaking to him from behind. Running over to him from downstairs to get to the area Hannibal was. He wasn't alone. Two other individuals below the ensign's rank also ran in unison with him. They'd stop around a meter away from Hannibal. The looks of exhaustion was on their face. It seemed as if they had be running for a while. Which was the case. They had been looking all over the town for Hannibal till one figured out where he'd be.

Hannibal would look over his shoulder at them. "Hmm?" He didn't know what they were talking about. He though was kinda absent minded at this time. He had taken something to keep his emotions in check. To deal with the place he was at.

Hannibal was within the marine base located in Rainbase. In the basement were they had the corpse of the two that had died during "that" incident. Giving their lives to make sure the missions could be completed. Well, so that the first part could be taken cared of. Hannibal was here to pay his respects to them. They had already been given medals but they weren't off any use for them. So time was the best thing they can be given.

He was the centerpiece of the parade. He own float with his face placed on it. The "Hero" that everyone thought would protect them. He'd wave and play along to what he was built up to be. As who was he to say he wasn't their hero? He could say he didn't feel like one but from the things he has done there is no reason he wouldn't be regarded as a hero. Even with what was cursing through his veins tears tried their best to form and flow. But he would keep that in check. There was no reason he couldn't cry. It was just that he didn't want to shed tears in front of them. He wanted to keep himself as a strong symbol.

The parade would last all day but Hannibal would only partake for two hours out of the day. After he was done he was making a appearance at restaurant that was opened in the Marines honor. Even though Hannibal wasn't the only Marine that fought there he was the only one approached. Signing autographs for civilians and Marines alike. He wasn't able to really eat a real meal during this. He was able to snack on slices cucumbers but that was about it. In total he spent over three hours there. 'I wonder if others people in the Marines that are famous go through this?' That was the thought he had at one point during his signing.

The next place he'd go was the Marine base. This wasn't a break from anything. He was being debriefed about what he had to do when he left Sandy Isle. The Glyph had not been transported yet. Sea Train was going to be the transportation used for this. Easily they could've used warships to transport the glyph, but this needed to be a lowkey endeavour. The only Marine coming along for this was Hannibal. Whilst he will be supported by CP agents. The cart he would use would be the one with the glyph.

"What if I came out about my race?" During the briefing Hannibal would mumble something. His confidence was not high when he first spoke. But, after the man asked him a question. He would slowly begin to gain confidence and speak like a adult than a timid child.

"Hmm? Did you say something?" The CP agent would ask as he looked up from the papers in his hand.

"I....I want to not hide who I am. Since I am being built up to be something. I understand how people perceive my race and I feel that I now have a platform I can use to change the perception that we of the Three Eye tribe have still." As stated before Hannibal had built confidence by the time he got half way through what he was saying. He felt that change could only come when you made it yourself.

"I don't recommend that. And hope you speak to Birdal first about this. But, at the end of the day no one can tell you what to do. But, back onto the subject at hand." The Agent would say before going back to debriefing Hannibal.