Chapter 3

"Arf!"

"Arf!"

"C'mon Palm! Get the rest of the stuff on board!"

To the southeastern side of Tamarisk, on the coast, a huge migration was taking place.

Over a thousand Jugon's had migrated here, with a few staying behind to take care of the dojos.

They carried over many things. Guns, ammo, food, resources, parts, and much, much more.

Stacks upon stacks were placed on makeshift rafts and a few dinghies and boats.

Kugo stood upon the biggest of them, a former pirate ship that he had taken over, formerly called the Smelly Man's Bucket, know called the Spooky Weasel….

He was preparing…. Preparing for something big.

Through secretive routes and stealthy travel, he had managed to gather all his disciples without much attention.

He was preparing to leave for the Swirling Steep Isles. A group of very tall islands, surrounded by a huge constant whirlpool that had been spinning for centuries now.

It was near Sandy Island, through a small mountain range called Dropping Rock formation, which was known for its constant mud and landslides.

The Jugon's would have to make the treacherous journey to get to the Isles, as this, was thought to be the home base of a certain pirate group from over three hundred years ago. The Purple Tank pirates, known for their overwhelming military might and practically unbreakable ships.

In history they were only known from a few records, one being in Alubarna, which Kugo and a few others had stolen.

The Jugon would journey to the outskirts of Dropping Rock Formation, most of the rocks only plummeted from the front, sides, and back, with a few areas in the front and back safe. Then they would create a temporary base, which would be there.

He, with his ability as a fellow animal to communicate with a few Sea Cats and other animals, would make the trip safer.

Well, some of them voluntarily helped, due to the long-formed friendship between many of the species residing in Alabasta, but some, like the Sandora Dragon, and the Bananagator, were sort of….. "Drafted."

Well, they were paid in meals so it should be fine…

Kugo was on another level compared to the other Jugon's, using Armament and Observation Haki, which he had learned via hard work and training, with the Observation Haki being at about intermediate and the Armament at a basic level which was pretty impressive.

Observation Haki was pretty disorienting at first though, he had barfed quite a few times.

Though, he would have to get stronger in order to stand up against the World Government and such.

Thankfully, that dude from that anime filler arc, Breed, did not exist, so he would not be in any danger of being enslaved.

(A/N: After checking the One Piece wiki, I realized there was already a Jugon Pirate crew, called the Sea Animal Pirates, so got a little demotivated, as I had spent a long time coming up with the concept…. But then, my concept is completely different in some parts so….)

Chewing on jerky, Kugo continued directing his disciples, going down there and helping along.

As he moved a box, Kugo thought about how to teach his disciples' Observation and Armament Haki.

The Jugon's would definitely catch on quickly, as one of the overpowered things about Jugons were, there adaptability and skill in learning.

He had taught most boxing, which they got in just a few minutes, karate, which they had mostly gotten, besides Palm, but he was a more brute force type Jugon.

5 hours later….

"We are heading out!" Kugo waved his paws in the air, yelling over the constant murmurs.

"Arf!"

"Yeah! Arf!"

"Arf!"

Let's go!"

They had almost finished getting everything on board their mismatch of ships, boats, and rafts.

Suddenly, out of the water, a few Sea Cats emerged, towering over the boars.

"Meow! Meow!" Their calls echoed over the landscape.

"Splash!" Out of the water, a few disgruntled, but slightly trembling gators came out to, with a large catfish trailing behind.

A few Jugon, while arfing, hoisted up a flag with the depiction of a Jugons face and two crossbones, he would improve on it later but for now….. The Scary Jugon Pirates were on their way.

They had taken a vote, and now….. Seriously? "Scary Jugon?

"

Loading on the last bit of cargo onto the animals, they set off, with the bright early noon sun still shining overhead….

Later...

Kugo ate a few slices of dried Alabastan mango. They had made quite some distance in this time, with the Log Pose pointing in the direction of the isles.

The Sea Cats, with their goofy grins, leisurely made their way through the water, with a few Jugons staying on the boats, or playing around in the water.

Soon, they began to hear something in the distance.

"Crash!"

"Boom!"

Tremors seemed to shake the earth as a few panicking Jugons arfed loudly.

"Arf! Arf!"

"What!"

"Is this the Formation?"

"Scary….."

Kugo stared grimly ahead.

"Come on! Brace yourselves, we are going in!"

Soon, they could see rocks and boulders crashing into the ocean, sometimes sending waves of water over five stories tall.

It was nonsensical…. But it was One Piece so…. Who really cares?

Kugo grinned, his derpy mouth gaping.

"Well, well, well…."

"Mount the cannons!"