The Start Of Our Planned Visit

Since we wanted to pull off a surprise visit, we had decided to use an abandoned Marine ship that one of our allied crews had stolen from the Marines.

The ship made its way quietly through the New World, I was actually surprised how nobody was looking out for any abandoned Marine ships. I had the 0 Division along with the Fourth Division, which was currently being led by Thatch. 

Initially, we would get news via the World Economy News birds that would often fly throughout the World delivering newspapers. However, their latest edition clearly showed that the World Government had silenced their efforts to spread updated information about the conflict. As a result, we had to directly contact the members involved in different conflicts in order to get a status update. 

Stussy and Ken were currently monitoring any abnormal activity that was around our surroundings via Observation Haki, while Whitebeard was currently sitting on a barrel and drinking. His naginata was perched up right next to him as he continued to guzzle down a barrel of liquor. The rest of the crew were either training, meditating & resting, or taking care of the ship. I had thatch go under the same organization that I had put my crew in.

We were slowly approaching the Red Line. 

Its large walls could be seen at a far distance, and even then, you could barely see the top of the wall. Whitebeard and I both knew that it would be too troublesome to directly charge in through the front. Our main goal was to visit The Holy Land, that would be next to impossible if they could see us coming from a distance. 

As a result, we decided to get to a far away distance from the Holy Land, and I would carry the crew the rest of the way. In the meantime while we were up there, the crew would start sailing directly to the Red Port near the Holy Land. Essentially, we would be the bait, and the real operation would be reeking as much havoc at the port as possible. It was a plan, within a plan, that was also within a plan. 

Moreover, judging from all the chaos that was going on, it had been obvious that they were desperately looking for our locations. We had spotted several World Government ships out and about while we were sailing towards the grandline. The funny part was that they didn't so much as look our way while we sailed. I had raised my guard just in case they had some suspicions, but ironically, they didn't seem to notice us. I didn't want to brush this off, however, I had my Observation haki working to its limits the closer we got to the Red Line. You wouldn't be able to know whether or not they had a trap set in place for us. 

To our pleasure, however, the area that we had chose to stop at was completely empty. Giving us all the time in the world to start the plan for our visit to Marie Jois. I quickly turned into my Dragonic form and lifted Whitbeard up and took him to the top. Since the Fourth Division didn't know how to use any of the rokushiki techniques, I had them along with the 0 Division go to the port. 

I assigned Ken as the leader of the ship during the operation, they already knew what to do. They should be more than formidable for the forces that were on Red Port. 

I landed gently on the Red Line's surface and let Whitebeard get off, he was a bit smaller than me at this point of time. The height of my Draconic form had grown to be roughly 30 feet compared to Whitebeard's 21. My strength was more than enough to lift the man all the way. I had also carried Thatch to the surface as well, while Stussy decided to moonwalk all the way up. 

I decided to land on the ship one last time to double check our plans with Ken. We couldn't be too sure that we were all on the same page. As soon as Ken confirmed the plans with me, I shot back up to the surface, and we began taking a long walk to The Holy City. The journey by foot would take about a day or so, and that length could only shorten when we take it by boat. To make sure that the timing was perfect, I had told Ken that I would contact him via transponder snail when we would arrive in Mariejois. He would wait for about an hour after before raiding Red Port.

I quickly covered the scorching sun with some clouds as we walked towards the Holy City. We had been making light conversations as we walked. Talking about the many things that we could possibly see when we entered Mariejois. Whitebeard had been drinking the entire time that we had been walking there. On the other hand, I had been smoking the entire time we had been walking, in the end, this really only left Stussy and Thatch to have a light conversation. 

A day passed and night had set in, we decided to stop for the night and promptly set up camp right where we had stopped. Since we hadn't seen any animals on top of the wall, we had to use the food that we had brought with us. Thatch wasted no time lighting a fire and adding some more flavor to the food we had brought with us. His food had always been exquisite, it was part of the reason he was the head chef for the Whitebeard Pirates. We all ate and drank before we turned in for the night. 

Everyone, including Whitebeard, had a tent of their own. I even had Stussy sleep in her own tent, she wasn't happy about it, but based on the circumstances that we were about to get ourselves into. She could only accept it and slowly trudge into her own tent, but that wouldn't last for long, because I had sensed her crawl into my tent and cuddle me at some point of time. I could only sigh and cover her with some of my own covers and continue to sleep. 

When morning had arrived, we were all ready to continue our journey to Mariejois. We could see the Holy City in the distance. It was a vast expanse of land containing countless luxurious mansions. In the center of the city, there was an even bigger mansion like building that stood proudly over the rest of the city. The closer we got their, the more majestic the Holy City became, I was slowly beginning to understand why most Celestial Dragons would prefer to stay here. Hell, if I was a Celestial Dragon, I would probably stay within the safety of the city as well. 

Whitebeard slowly began to grin as we reached a reasonable distance from the city. We soon had to stop there because we were about to initiate our planned 'surprise'. I called Ken and informed him of our arrival, but it was then nine figures promptly landed in front of us. None of us, except Thatch, were surprised by their arrival. After all, we sensed them coming from a long way, just as they did to us. 

In its center, a man with a long curved beard stepped up among them. It was obvious that he was their leader by his demeanor. We all looked on curiously and waited to hear what he had to say for himself.