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"A-Admiral Akainu."

"The Admiral, Akainu has appeared on the battlefield!"

"Kiss my ass punk!"

"Kill him pops!"

A variety of Marine's and pirates cheered, and jeered at the sight of Akainu.

"Gura ra ra ra, you dare stand in my way, little Marine? Stand aside, you're no match for a wrathful father." Whitebeard grinned at Akainu from a dozen feet away.

"Your time is over Whitebeard, for both you, and your lackies." At the end, Akainu glared at Squardo who was to Whitebeard's side.

"You had me doubt my family Akainu. I'm going to repay what you made me feel tenfold! It's going to be a massacre!" Squardo licked his blade in violent anticipation.

"Stand back Squardo, you're no match for him. Everyone! Stand back! This isn't an opponent you can take lightly!" At Whitebeards shout, the pirates stood back, giving Whitebeard a large berth.

"Don't stop advancing, scale the walls! Use Oars Jr. to enter Marineford. His sacrifice wasn't in vain!" Marco ordered the assembled pirates.

"I'll take the right, you guys go left! Divide and conquer." Squardo gestured for the allied pirates to follow him.

"Ohhh!"

"We're coming to save you Ace!"

"For Curiel!"

The pirates regained their moral and began to advance towards Marine lines.

"Your men sure are fired up. I've never seen someone cheer so loudly while going towards their grave before." Akainu taunted Whitebeard.

"Hmph." With a swing of his bisento, Whitebeard launched several devastating strikes at Akainu. One horizontal slash, followed by a diagonal, and vertical slash saw three crescents of pure power launched at his position.

With a flare, Akainu literally erupted. Three large cones of magma launched from his body to intercept Whitebeard's attack. The pressure behind Akainu's attack created it's own shockwave, and left a heavy trail of smoke in its path. Ice rapidly melted as his attack raced forwards. When the combination attacks collided, the energy behind both attacks mostly cancelled each other out.

"Cheh." With one haki coated hand, Akainu blocked the remaining force behind Whitebeard's attack.

"Gura ra ra ra." Bisento in hand, Whitebeard advanced. Every step he took, he swung his weapon in alternate arcs to test his opponents defense.

Every swing Akainu failed to block or cancel out added to the damage of the wall behind him. Eventually, the majority of the harbor had crumbled, and turned into an easily scalable wall.

"Akainu, now!" Sengoku shouted out.

With a magma empowered jump, Akainu flew backwards into the crowd of Marines. At the same time, Whitebeard launched another crescent energy attack. In the air, Akainu didn't have enough time to dodge, and was ragdolled into a group of Marines. His Logia type body prevented most of the damage, but the same couldn't be said for the Marines.

"A-Admiral."

"My skin!"

"Aaaah!"

Cries of shock and horror met Akainu's fall. A dozen Marines lay on the ground, burning in pain, or in silence. The dead's complete immolation left nothing but a blackened, crisp, corpse. The sweet scent of barbequed humans wafted into the air.

"Feast your eyes men, this is the true face of Justice! Forward!" Whitebeard gestured with his weapon, and a new wave of pirates surged towards the gap Whitebeard had created.

Wow. After being one shot by Whitebeard, I can safely say that I don't want to draw the attention of any other Yonko anytime soon. If Shanks does show his face at this war, than I'll be sure to stay far, far away. Now that I know that I'm not in a dream where I'm flying, let's get our priorities straight.

The way I see it, I've got two options. One, fly off into the sunset, and pray the World Government doesn't chase me, or send killers after me once they realize I'm alive. Or two, join the fight against the pirates. One quick look downward, and the conflict between Whitebeard and Akainu is all I need to know that I don't want any of that. However, the explosions happening in the water quickly drew my attention away from the conflict in the bay.

"Ah, I smell an opportunity.". Down below, dozens if not hundreds of ships were duking it out in the ocean. A handful of pacifista were destroying pirate ships, and a few of the Marine battleships had been overrun by pirates. I may not want to risk it all on the island, but how could I say no to free ships, and free zombies? Maybe I'll even capture a pacifista. A devilish smirk appeared on my face.

My first target was a Marine battleship taken over by pirates. If I can get a zombie crew, than I could sail it into the Calm Belt, have it rendezvous with Absalom, and repurpose it for my personal use. If it's caught, the Marines won't know that they're zombies, and will just assume the ship was taken by Whitebeard's subordinates.

As I landed on the ship, I reached out with my senses. Only 300 pirates? Easy.

"Gecko Moria!?"

"I thought Pops took care of that scum!"

"Hiiii!"

As I swooped down on the deck, some pirates shot at me, others charged, but a not insignificant number fled deeper into the ship, or jumped into the ocean.

"Goodbye small fry." A mass of shadow covered my body, blocking all of the bullets fired at me. A second later, shadowy tentacles snaked their way from my shadow, and struck everyone on deck. Over one hundred pirates were instantly killed, with a hole in their chest. About another hundred were completely restricted, wrapped so tight that they couldn't even wiggle.

Over the course of two minutes, I preceded to create wolves, bats, snakes, jackals, cougars, and all sorts of creatures to clear out the rest of the ship for me.

"Go! Kill all who resist! Bring out those who surrender to the brig." At my command, hundreds of shadow creatures entered the hull of the ship. Since the shadow creatures made were silent, the only sound that could be heard were the screams, and shouts of the pirates as they entered mortal combat.

After about ten minutes, I directed Doppleman into the ship, since I was to big to fit in by myself. I swapped my eyes and mouth out with him, and had the shadow creatures carry the remaining prisoners on the deck down within the brig. Along the way, I noticed many Marine corpses, and as I reached the ships brig, there were also a few dozen injured Marines held prisoner as well. What a steal!

As I approached a colorfully dressed fellow wearing an orange ascot, I could see fear deep in her eyes. Waterfall like tears drenched her bloodstained clothes. "Well, well, well, what have we here?"

"W-What are you going to do to me?"

"I'm going to do the best I can. Ki shi shi shi shi!"

"Gecko Moria, a Shichibukai? We're saved!" One of the conscious Marines saw my appearance, and interrupted my chat with the pirate. Looks like he's one of the locked up prisoners. Hope was vibrant in his eyes.

"Sorry to burst your bubble, but you aren't comprehending the position that you're in. It's hopeless, it's finished, you haven't got a prayer, because I'm the Shichibukai Moria. And you aren't going, nowhere." At the end of my statement, I reached out to his shadown, and with a snip, he fell down unconscious.

With the struggling shadow in hand, I stuffed it into one of the many corpses lying around. A second later, I had a new zombie minion.

"Monster!"

"What did you do to Giermo?"

"Ki shi shi shi. Ki shi shi shi shi! So long as you're missing a shadow, one step in the sunlight will see you disintegrate! Don't you get it? You have no hope of escape! Abandon any notion of mutiny! You'll never see the sun ever again!" I decided to instill fear in their hearts. Moria had a system of catch and release, that's foolish. If the host dies, then his zombie would lose its shadow. However, if I keep the prisoners, I could pull a Doflamingo, and have them work in underground sweatshops.

After my announcement, pandemonium broke out. Screams, threats, and the pleas of the damned went unanswered. Better to be the monster, than to be the victim. I consoled myself. I systematically removed the shadows of the living, and placed them into the newly animated dead.

To take my mind off the mind numbing experience, I sang "Another one bites the dust" by Queen to distract myself.

"And another one gone, and another one, another one bites the dust." I ripped more and more shadows from their original owners. "Hey, he's gonna get you too, another one bites the dust!"

About ten minutes later, it was all done. In total, I must've spent something like fifteen minutes clearing the ship, and creating new zombies. I had a small predicament where there were more corpses than shadows to put them into. "Eh, I'll just put them in cold storage or something when they reach Thriller Bark."

"Hey you, Marine Captain. Sail this ship through the Calm Belt to the East Blue, here's a den den mushi number. Call it for further instructions when you reach your destination. If you come across another Marine battleship, you're all to pretend that you're official Marines. If they inspect you anyway, jump into the ocean, and destroy all evidence. This is an order"

"Yes sir!" The Zombie Marine Captain saluted, and went to relay my command.

Woah, that's some extreme turbulence! I swapped my eyes and mouth back to my original body, and saw a sight to behold. A quarter of Marineford had sank into the Ocean. And maintaining balance on the deck had become near impossible. Just what is going on?!

"My boys, look at how you massacred my boys! You're going to die today Marines!" An infuriated Whitebeard cried out. His half melted face and missing hand gave Whitebeard a grotesque appearance. To the side, the 5th Division Commander, the Rose Vista had been decapitated by Hawkeyes Mihawk, on the other side, the 3rd Division Commander, Diamond Jozu had been frozen completely. Both inside and out.

"And I'm going to start with you." At Whitebeard's feet was the broken body of Admiral Akainu! He was prone on his back, gasping for air.

"Die!" With one almighty push, Whitebeard ascended to the sky. When he came back down, he was like a meteor sent from the heavens.

With a last ditch effort to save his life, he transformed into a puddle of pure magma. Attempting to escape down into the island.

"That won't be enough to save you! GO. TO. HELL!" He hit Akainu with such force, hundreds of weaker Marines and pirates spat blood and faded to the realm of unconsciousness. Akainu wasn't half as lucky, his end was nigh. In his death, Akainu had one last trump card. Suicide. With a mighty roar, Akainu put all his will into one, last mighty eruption!

"JUSTICE. NEVER. DIES!"

A thick pillar of pure magma erupted from Whitebeard's position. In but a moment, Whitebeard was entirely encapsulated.

"Ra!" With a shout, a sphere of power emanated from Whitebeard, flinging magma onto friend and foe alike.

Missing half a foot, and covered in terrible burns, Whitebeard supported himself on his half melted bisento, the weapon was in twisted parody with it's owner. Bowed, but not broken.

"Ace, we're coming for you my son." Whitebeard stood tall, his voice still carrying unfathomable strength.

"No no no no no! Pops, everyone, please. Please! Just run! Jozu, Curiel, Vista! It's too much, please!" Ace cried, and he cried, and he cried.

"If our morale plummets any further, we might lose this battle, let's go Garp, just like old times."

"Just like old times." With a grunt, Garp and Sengoku jumped down from the execution platform.

AN: A lot of people keep telling me Moria needs haki. My question to you is, do you know what mantra is?