Underground
The vast expanse of the sea stretched out as far as the eye could see, a seemingly endless canvas of azure blue merging with the infinite horizon.
A solitary ship sailed through the watery realm, gracefully cutting through the gentle swells that rolled beneath it.
The rhythmic creaking of the vessel's timbers resonated through the air, harmonizing with the symphony of nature that enveloped the scene.
Above, the ever-changing sky set the stage for a captivating performance. At times, thick, dark clouds gathered, looming ominously over the ship like sentinels of the heavens. The air grew heavy with anticipation as the clouds released their captive raindrops.
The gentle pitter-patter on the ship's deck created a soothing melody, an enchanting cadence that echoed the ship's steady progress.
As if on cue, the rainclouds soon parted, allowing rays of golden sunlight to cascade through the atmosphere. The ship became bathed in a warm, radiant glow, a celestial embrace that uplifted the spirit.
" I'm about to get cool. What kind of shitty weather is this. " Jon said.
" It is Grand Line. " Amon replied.
" Yeah. Yeah. "
Suddenly a man falls from the sky. His land was gentle.
" I guess your control had improved a lot. " Amon commented.
Xander nodded. He jumped a bit to ease the tense muscles which are building up on his legs.
" Got any news? I saw the new bird. " Ethan asked as he was gazing at the sea with a lazy expression.
They had been on the sea for a month. Just training and eating.
What a boring life.
Xander nodded. " Our captain got a new bounty. "
" Why now? I thought the Navy forgot about me. " Jon said with a grim.
" Well, how much? "
" 150 million. "
"Wow. " The three men voiced out. Jon laughed.
" That is great. My bounty got increased a lot. Haha. You guys need to step up your worth as well. "
Xander shook his head. " Leave me out. I wanted to feel peace after retirement. "
" I don't want any fame but they should know my work. Guess you are right. I am gonna create a signature for my virus. "
Amon shook his head.
Jon pointed at Amon. " The only one who needs to step up is you, Amon. You are finding someone right? Although I believe that you can do it but just staying silent on your part won't cut it. "
" You are right. "
" Guys I saw an island. " Reiem said to them from the crow's nest.
Jon walked toward the figurehead and sat on top. He focused his attention on the faint black drop.
Soon the island entered his vision. It was just a normal island nothing special about it except he felt the movement of the island's artificial.
There were two large ships on the shore, the symbol was on the two ships. Emblazoned upon the flag is the image of an angel, its form radiating power and determination. Its majestic wings, spanning the width of the flag, are akin to shimmering obsidian blades, glistening with an otherworldly glow.
At the centre of the flag, the angel's head is crowned by a fiery halo, ablaze with the intensity of its divine presence.
" A cool flag. Didn't seem like a pirate flag. Hey, Xander what Island is this? " Jon turned around and asked.
" I don't hear any of this island and Log Pose didn't match with the island. "
" I see. Anyway, we should check this place. I saw many pirate ships on the shore so it is a friendly place. " Jon smiled.
As the ship gracefully glided through the glistening waters, it approached the shore. The song of drunk Pirates was heard there.
Chains groaned and strained as they anchored the vessel to the solid ground, ensuring its steadfast presence amidst the shifting tides.
With the anchor firmly embedded in the seabed, the ship stood resolute. " All done Captain. " Xander said.
Jon nodded. He walked to the main deck and waited for everyone to come.
" Alright, anyone who wanted to follow me. "
Amon and Ethan both raised their hands.
" Great. You two guard the ship. " Jon commanded.
" Pick some berries. I need new clothes. "
Amon nodded. He entered the ship cabin.
" Now that you said about I need some glass as well and bullet. " Ethan took out his notebook and marked some words.
Jon stepped on the shore, feeling the wind gaze at his hair. His eye went cold. A beast!
' No, some sort of monster. ' He can sense it.
' If I am right. My training with observation Haki pays off. '
Soon, the trio went to the town.
***
Silas was slipping some fine wine. His hand brushed the face of the beauty in front of him. He laughed.
" You are good at dancing, Mia. " He spoke with passion. His eyes followed every move of Mia.
Mia came and sat beside him. " Hey, that's my drink. "
" I will bring you a delicious drink. " Silas stood up from the chair and went to the empty bar.
He selected the most expensive and delicious drink and poured it gently into a cup.
A song with a beautiful melody playing in the background added the mood more romantic. He sliced an apple and taste it.
It was sweet like honey.
Suddenly, all the illusion shattered by a knock.
Dimly lit by a few strategically placed lamps, the atmosphere is drenched in an air of secrecy and danger. Shadows cling to the corners, providing refuge to whispered conversations and covert dealings.
The air hangs heavy with an amalgamation of cigar smoke and the lingering scent of expensive liquor.
In the background, a jazz composition seeps from an old gramophone, its scratchy melodies adding a touch of timeless allure. The mellow tones and seductive rhythm provide the perfect soundtrack to the clandestine affairs unfolding within the room's walls.
A lone man was sitting amid the dark. His face was covered by dark mist shaping six big eyes. They were all closed.
The knock echoed across the room again. The man opened his eyes, red.
He stood up and fix his white suit. The lack of human appearance made him scary.
The man was the underground most important person. They called him the angle of balance.
Silas Blackwood.