Right and wrong is subjective, isn't it? In that case, it'd rather be wrong as many times as it takes to achieve my ideal of freedom.

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Old Chateau - Luxure, the French Styled Mansion and Estate was built by Mother's late husband to house luxurious balls for himself, and his business associates since the founding of the Second District. Guests came flooding in by the hundreds but the attendance capacity for the night was 400. The only entry into the compound permitted was through the front entrance of the main castle wall [2], and an invitation must be presented at the door. The number of grunts under Mother's control was almost never ending, documented on the night, was around 1,240. The gigantic walls surrounding the compound were manned by snipers[grunts], all equipped with hollow-tip rounds and heavy artillery snipers, firmly latched onto any activity from all points, mainly outside the wall, as firing inside the compound would be anarchy.

Therefore, the bulk of the perimeter was handled by these grunts, and lines of communication was opened to the key players, the Pieces, at any point, to handle any foreign disturbances. Upon entry, guests were free to roam the compound wherever they'd like, however, at midnight, all guests were required to report to the main event area [1] where Mother would address all of her supporters, lackeys and investors. Starting from nine, each area on the compound housed activities befitting of Mother's name and franchise. Building [4] and [5] was overseen by the Queen Piece, and the event was BDSM Play, entrants would forfeit their belongings at the doors of either building, and submit to either be a Master or Slave.

Once an equal number of men and women had been registered, or of the same sex rooms for those into that fancy, they'd be escorted to let loose on each other for a maximum of ten minutes, which was priced at 50,000,000 Million beli per session. To the West of these buildings was a garden area, governed by the Knight Pieces, this area was a neutral zone for bachelor's to pick up sex workers, in a speed dating styled meet and greet, with lodgings in area [3] for transactions of services to occur. The lodgings were overseen by the Rook and Bishop Pieces. Workers rates ranged from 20,000,000 to 100,000,000 Million beli for one hour, depending on the beauty and rarity of the woman in service.

Finally, the King Piece oversaw the festival/banquet that occurred at the Main Event's Location [1], with Mother sitting in the balcony area that overlooked the banquet area, an open air seating arrangement that featured foods from all across Paradise. In this area, Mother would disburse her finest of Hostesses, who'd work for rates over 150,000,000 Million Beli every thirty-minutes for their services. Patrolling the deck area, every ten minutes or so, the King would check in on every area, making sure everything was running smoothly. As for the size of the compound, and the various 'no-activity' areas, whatever went on here was at the guests disposal. Three rules applied to all areas on the compound, and anyone who violated them would be executed on sight, regardless of Rank or Status.

• Any excessive violence or attempt to harm any of Mother's 'children' will be seen as a criminal offence, and excessive force will be used.
  
• Anyone who disrupts the festivities in any area will be seen as a criminal, and excessive force will be used.
  
• At midnight, regardless of the service in play, all parties must report to the banquet area for a ten-minute presentation. After which, the Ball concludes, and patrons are able to spend the remainder of the morning ravishing in each other's company.
  

The remaining Pawn Pieces pieces patrolled the compound, searching for any irregularities, and depending on which area it'd occur in, would report it to the nearest piece to be handled in due time.

"It seems everything is running smoothly so far." the Queen Piece chimed in via Den Den Mushi.

"Too smoothly. It's almost midnight and no word on the Calico Pirates. Did they get cold feet?" King inquired.

"You sound disappointed. They're just rats who've been scuttling around in our domain, lover. Not even any of Kingpins would dare interrupt this little ritual of Mothers." Queen retorted.

"Keep your eye-out. Anything is still possible. We'll have our fun later." King stated smirking, clocking out the Den Den Communication. "Now. Ears. Will you dare come into our nest? With no invitation, and the cards stacked against you, how will you make it here?" King stated, clutching his hand as it surged in electricity. It'd be at this point where he'd return back to Mother in the balcony area to convey activity reports from all over the compound.

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In Jackal's room, the Mink sat in deep meditation, clearing his mind for the task at hand. Surrounding him were several items to be packed into his messenger bag, and others to be strapped to his person. His goggles, turtle shell shield, Baby Den Den, Regular Den Den Mushi, Blitzkrieg - Gauntlets, and an assortment of dials, including the one that him and Gilbard had worked on creating, which housed the toxic gas they'd use later on tonight.

It was seven o' clock, the Ball was to commence within the hour, around nine, and the crew was preparing individually before the final conference before the objective of the night. The communication room was ground zero for the Calico Pirates, live streaming all of the information gathered from Jackal's Type B Den Den Mushi towers into the adjacent Conference Room, which housed a large maple wood styled round-table.

Opening his eyes, the Mink was at peace, hopping to his feet, he'd gather all of his scattered belongings, housing the items into his messenger bag, all except the gauntlets and his shield. Attaching the straps of his gauntlets firmly, squeezing his hands to check if they'd been adjusted promptly, the Mink would then draw his turtle shell shield, close to his back, almost like a tortoise would, walking over to his dresser to grab the final piece, his Black and Yellow - Calico Scarf.

Double checking for anything he'd missed, Jackal exited his room, and headed towards the Conference Room area. Upon arrival, he'd be escorted towards his seat by one of Spook's toys, and he'd wait patiently for the remainder of the players to arrive. Second to arrive was Sinbad, who'd walk over to the seat next to Jackal, "Yo." Sinbad stated with an open formality. Grinning, "I've never seen you look so nervous before, Sin. Not since I took on Barron." Jackal stated. Exhaling heavily, "This is it. A years worth of work all for this night." Sinbad stated.

"The night's after this one will be even busier. This is just Act One after all." Jackal stated.

"I can't believe it. I still remembered when you first told me your plan for this whole thing." Sinbad retorted.

"You probably thought I was crazy, Shishishi" Jackal responded, chuckling at his own brashness from that day.

"Everything kind of happened for a reason... Even May and Tally's deaths. If it wasn't for them... You wouldn't needed to recruit Spook or Lucas." Sinbad stated the painfully obvious truth.

"I never wanted to get to emotionally involved. It could've been any of the Nine Kingpins really. Mother just happened to be the first one to piss me off. By the way, how are those twins we picked up all of those months ago?" Jackal inquired, genuinely puzzled.

"At our safe house in the Ninth. Where all of our gold is stashed. It was the right move to cut off all direct links to them to us. It'd be a pain if the First District Leader got involved too." Sinbad stated.

"Indeed. Though, soon, none of the Kingpins will be our enemies. Baltigo is about to enter into it's newest and most lucrative period. Which reminds me... I need to address what the marines have been calling us. 'Calico Pirates', Shishishi... I can't ever remember giving us a name. I kind of just went with it back on Sandy for formality sake. I've had time to think about a proper name for us... and even a new Jolly." Jackal stated.

"Though it's more of an insignia than a Jolly Roger." Jackal concluded grinning. Whether the others had arrived in between, before or after Jackal's exchange with Sinbad, he'd wait for everyone to arrive before revealing the crew's new name, symbol and the real reason he'd been going after the Second District for the last year. It'd make sense, for men who didn't know the cause they'd been fighting for, wouldn't be able to commit fully to the task at hand.

"Oh. Almost forgot. I managed to kidnap the little Fishman Brat who tagged our ship, as you asked for. She's in the cafeteria... Eating up a storm." Sinbad stated very nonchalantly. "Jake and the Freedom Fighters are also here as well." Sinbad concluded. "Good. It seems everyone's on board for the end of Act One. Tonight, we'll raid, like no-other night and it's a full moon too." Jackal retorted snickering. "I might get to test that out." Jackal thought to himself.

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Right and wrong is subjective, isn't it? In that case, it'd rather be wrong as many times as it takes to achieve my ideal of freedom.

With Lucas being the last to arrive, Jackal promptly went around the room greeting everyone based on their time of arrival. The orchestra's sound provided the perfect backdrop for the night ahead.

"Shishishi... Let's just say the Moon brings out the beast in me." Jackal responded ominously, chuckling as he'd shoot the Toy Maker a sly wink. The next statement added seasoning - seriousness to the meal that was their conversation. "I've been thinking about that option long and hard over the last few weeks. Honestly, I agree with Lucas... Putting her down would be the best option. Especially since we have no idea about Mother's skill-set or the top tier 'Pieces' that guard her. However, if a window of opportunity arises to transform her. I guarantee my word, I wouldn't stop you." Jackal stated.

Next to arrive to the room was Gilbard. It'd been awhile since the two had seen each other, they'd each been busy with their own escapades around Baltigo. It's the relationship they'd always had anyway, only working together when the other is absolutely needed. In Jackal's weird line of thinking, he believed that made his relationship stronger with Gilbard. They did say that absence made the heart ties grow; somewhere along the line, Jackal knew he'd messed up on the interpretation of that line. Who knew truly what the Lesser Minks meant in their sayings and writings? The melancholy hovering around his long time nakama wasn't odd for him but it'd carry a peculiar air.

"What's the matter Gilly? Getting cold feat. For a man who defeated a Rear Admiral, I thought you'd be more overjoyed." Jackal stated jesting with the doctor.

Shortly after Jackal finished his teasing of the Vice Captain, barging into the room would be the pipsqueak that was the Fishman, Fibi. Two sniffs from Jackal's canine nose, and before she'd even announced that ravishing of their Fish Supplies, the Bandit King could've tell from the lingering smell of Tuna/Swordfish on her hoodie. "Oi. Did you eat my Swordfish?" Jackal asked, the pulsing nerve on his forehead broke the serious nature in the room once more. The bandits who ushered in a line behind her, "Look boss. I tried to stop her... but she ate not only our share but yours as well!" one of the Calico Bandits exclaimed, huffing and puffing after chasing her around the ship most of the morning.

"Fibi-" as Jackal was about to scold the woman, the final member of the Calico Pirates arrived, the Stone Man whose name was Justice. However, his eyes seemed burdened with deep concentration, and the look on his face alone restored the business like mood to the room. "Fibi. Take a seat. You too Gilly." Jackal stated.

Taking a deep breath, Jackal howled at the top of his lungs to break lingering tension of the air in the room, the sound would so loud it'd be more of a screech than a howl. After completing the noise, "All of you look like we're about to attend a funeral! You men over there!" Jackal shouted, looking at the men who'd escorted Fibi to the room. "No alcohol tonight, that's tomorrow's drink... I'm not even sure if Fibi's old enough too.... Nonetheless, bring us all the juice and soda pop you have in the cellar. Make us all- Something simple, sandwiches." Jackal stated.

"Let's recap." Jackal trailed on. After this Jackal would re-introduce Spook's idea to turn Mother into the toy, filling the gaps to Fibi about the man's skill-set, not with every detail but how Jackal understood it, at it's basic need to know basis. He didn't feel very comfortable disclosing other people's abilities, and if Spook opted to take over, he'd allow him to explain, if not, he'd stick to the basic: 1) Touch, turn to toy and 2) We loose all memories of the person in question.

Jackal would also mention Gilbard and his escapades in taking out the Rear Admiral's Fleet, assisting the Revolutionary Army in retrieving top secret information in exchange for a favor later down the line. He'd then explain the dial that duo created, and the plans for neutralizing as many as Mother's supporters as possible. Behind Jackal was board, which contained print outs from the Type B Den Den's about all of Mother's guests, investors, and henchmen. It's a board that Jackal had spent the last year and some building, and it identified the key players in her team, albeit, not knowing their roles for the night. King, Queen, Rook, Knights and Pawns, Jackal clearly outlined each of their physical appearances and defining traits.

"Before I get any further in this discussion... I've been hearing that the World Government have been referring to our crew as the 'Calico Pirates' due to the scarf that's on the Jolly Roger and the one around mt neck.

Honestly, I've just ran with that name due to convenience. This crew wasn't formed to fulfill my desires... I made this Bandit Group of ours to grasp anything we desire... No matter how weak are as separates... Once banded together... We our light can illuminate the path of any goal.

Sounds like a dreamers banter but my ambition is as big as the Sun. With that being said, I want to officially announce to the World after we've ousted Mother, the name of our group as the Helios Bandit Crew.

Our insignia is something that reflects all of our personalities... Bigger that planet... The Sun." Jackal explained, taking the adequate pauses needed to convey his point smoothly.

Jackal would pause, reading the room for everyone's reaction and waiting more importantly for the input on the name. It'd be at this time that the sandwiches and juice arrived. To Jackal's next point, "It'd like you to turn your eyes to the layout of the compound before us.* I was thinking we could've approached from the sky, and plant ourselves in the middle of the compound. Scout the area first, and then move towards Mother's location immediately." Jackal stated. In front of every seat at the table was a layout plan of the compound and the list of all the pieces[mafia members in Mother's group] and their profiles - which contained their crimes, bounties and affiliations.  

"The most dangerous are the Queen, Rook, Knight and King pieces. They're crimes range from petty theft to mass murder, even more grotesque acts such as necrophilia and child trafficking." Jackal concluded, tapping his nail against the table.

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Right and wrong is subjective, isn't it? In that case, it'd rather be wrong as many times as it takes to achieve my ideal of freedom.

Scarfing down a few sandwiches as everyone became more acquainted with each other, Jackal took everyone's input into consideration, especially those of Spook and Lucas, who'd gently reminded him on their strengths. With the layout of the compound before the Mink, he'd shuffle between a couple ideas before speaking, to which, a devilish grin would conjure itself towards the magician's face.

"Kraken? I've read about that myth a few times in my studies. Who would've thought it was real. Though, in Paradise, most things aren't striking me as impossible anymore." Jackal stated. Without even a moments hesitation, "If we make it out of this alive, I'd be glad to help take out a legend or two. These men that sit before you are some of the best I know with a plethora of skill-sets to boot. Whether it's defeating legends or snuffing out dirty mafioso, I believe in their skills." Jackal concluded.

Pausing momentarily, checking to see if there were any objections to the name change, everyone seemed set. Abrupt, Jackal was resolved now he'd had a chance to read the energy of everyone in the room, though nerves would be prominent before any heist, the focus mindsets are what truly reassured the Captain.

"This operation will be combination of everything we've been working on so far. Listen up.

We'll divide the team into three forces. If you haven't noticed, the entire estate is surrounded by a stone wall. Further so, it's backed by a stone quarry around it's perimeter that was etched out to prevent entrance via any other route but the main gate.

Lucas. Spook. Fibi. You'll be part of Team A. Spook will cause a distraction at the entrance, which will give Lucas time to assimilate with the wall. Lucas take out the snipers along the entrance, and Fibi merge yourself into the guest line. You can use your affiliations with Kraken to claim Mother invited you. It won't matter if you're not on the list or not, by that time, Spook would've already planted the seeds for his distraction. I'll drop you three off into the housing area on the outskirts of the compounds reach.

They'll be carriages stationed there meant to escort the guests towards the compound, tons of people bring Mother gifts. The security in the town seems to be more loosely lipped, due to the heavy security at the second check-point.

In previous years, marines and revolutionary contacts have made it pass the first point, only to be shot dead at the entrance during the screening. Be careful." Jackal explained.

"That's where Team B comes in. Gilbard and myself. Sinbad, you'll fly us above the center of the compound, and we'll scale the rope ladder to land into the garden area next to Building [5]. From there, we'll make our way towards Mother's position in Area [1] and that's where we'll toss the custom dials into her adoring crowd. I doubt it'll have much effect on the Pieces she has present but it'll give us a bit of fodder control at least.

At this point, if possible, it'd like to wait until Mother shows more of her hand. Then, I'll present myself before her, and her investors. I'll offer them a game, her best against my own, regardless of if she takes the bait, I've gathered enough information about her organisation over the months to make it very uncomfortable for her people to move.

Team C. Sinbad and the Helios Bandits. You'll dock the ship directly to West of Area 1. That'll be our home base, and it's the point where less personnel are stationed.

Not like it'll matter, we'll have fifty plus men station to guard the ship. Ready the canons to fire at will at anyone approaching.

The final part of the plan is this. Team A's mission is simple. Block off the only entrance into the compound. Defeat the pieces stationed around the point of entrance as you encounter them.

Team B's mission is to kill Mother, or if that fails, turn her into a toy. Team A and B are to meet back up at Area [1]. Spook, Lucas, Fibi, once you arrive, setup a perimeter, barring off any of her men's escape. With Justices' Ishi, that'll be cake. If me and Gilbard can't manage to silence her and her guard, then it'll be the five of us trying to complete the mission.

Sinbad. The moment that we arrive at Mother's Location, use the Type B Den Den Mushi to broadcast this message to all of Baltigo.

Message wrote:'Mother has defeated the Calico Pirates, and they're bodies lie lifeless in the Nil District. Marines are offering full bounty for them to be returned to the Marine Base in the Ninth District.'

Mother has connections with all the other districts. In the event that she's losing and plans to call for backup, I'm going to have anyone who can possibly help her miles away.

Finally, we kidnap all of the core investors, Spook can turn the big-wigs into toys, and escape on the ship towards the skies once more. With Nil and Ninth hot, we'll land our ship in Ursa's Turf.

As much as I don't want owe that Bear anything else, until we can re-organize Mother's troops, we'll be pretty much murderers til the smoke settles.

Then, Second District is ours. Act One will be finished. Then we can commence our next act, making Second District our cash-cow and expanding our influence." Jackal concluded.

Taking a deep breath, "Any questions? We might have to dip from Baltigo for awhile until things cooldown but our Log Pose already has our next location." the Bandit King stated.

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