Chapter 13 - The Vulture of East Blue
Alvida grinned from ear to ear while she walks confidently convinced of her victory. "Huf..puf Die brat!" Says Alvida while raising her club over her head. Splat. "Impossible.." says Alvida while uttering her last gasp.
Retracting his claw from her chest now revealing a gaping hole was no easy task as the ribcage was in the way therefore he only succeded after three tries.
Sighing in relief Robert couldn't hide a smile on his face. It wasn't a smile of hapiness but something sinster like the smile from a villan after defeating the hero. The signs of exhustion was just a farce, thanks to Roberts gamer fruit it doesn't matter if he has 1 HP left or full HP when it comes to mobility.
Robert is not a human anymore but he didn't believe it to be true until todays battle. Looking down at his torso he couldn't lie to himself anymore. With his rib fragments sticking out here and there on his chest and more than three centimeter deep wounds that didn't bleed he was throughly convinced.
"Robert are you alive?" Yells Bobby running towards Robert after shooting a marine in the way.
"Yep I am. You did good job clearing the small fires. Welcome to the crew you have earned it!" Answered Robert with a smile.
"Really. I-I can join?" Says Bobby with stars in his eyes.
"Yes." Answered Robert shortly in a the tone of authorative manner before grasping Bobby shoulder with his claws in the fully transformed form toward the abandorned marine ship.
"Commodore Nielson.Big trouble!" Yells a moustached marine wearing a captian cloak on his shoulders.
"Huh. Deal with it yourself. I am busy!" Answers a obese man with a marine tatoo on his bare stormach while waving his hand as if he was warding of a fly. Looking up the moustached marine frowned at Nielsons rude behaviour but held his rebuke in.
Sitting on what could make a throne bow it's head in shame with a a staircase leading up to it sat one of the four marines leaders in the East blue, Commandore George Nielson the head of the marines eighth branch. Ruthless and corrupt to the core none under his leadership didn't fear the commodores wraith.
"But sir this individual is highly dangerous to the citizins of East Blue and even killed Captian Morgan and Alvidia!" Reports the moustached marine coldly.
"Who is so daring to kill my nephew!? Offer the highest authorized possible bounty for his capture." Yells Nielson while schattering the wine glass in his hands in fury.
Nielson orginally could care less about some inhabitants lives but he spent a third of his fortune to make his nephew Morgan to captian to increase his control even futher. Nielson even almost managed to wrestle the western part of East Blue from a another commandore but now he must lick his wounds and return in falliure. Gritting his teeth Nielson swore revenge and cursed the culpit and his/her family to die torturously.
A new name became famous overnight and many bounty hunters and pirates scarmbled claim to earn fame from taking the head of the Vulture from East Blue worth 10000 berry.
The End
Of the Wildfire Island arc.