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'What's going on? Is Ghidorah acting up?' I was pondering what had happened when Stussy passed me a bottle of wine for me to drink. I popped open the cork and downed its contents, not caring for the flavor. 

Whitebeard had woken up during the commotion that I had caused with Oden. He gave out a hearty laugh when he heard that I was fighting Oden. his laughter was always contaigous, as a result. He made the entire crew laughed along with him as they continued with their drinking spree.

Even Oden, who was also being laughed at for starting the entire scuffle, was laughing as well. I could only shrug and continued drinking my wine. There was nothing else I could do. Toki sat next to Oden as he also had poured himself a large sake bowl before promptly drinking off it. 

The atmosphere was warm as we all continued to enjoy our festivities. Oden's kid, Momonosuke, suddenly crawled up to me while I enjoyed my wine. The infant was drooling and barely had teeth, however, his eyes were soley focused on the new bottle of wine I had been drinking. It was a bottle that I had taken out of my ship. Bought straight from the Holy Land of Mariejois, it costed a pretty penny.

He seemed to want a sip, I wasn't going to give it to him; he was a kid. Seeing this, the brat sat back and started to cry. His high pitched squeals resounded throughout the Moby Dick. His mother wasted no time picking up her child and getting some milk for him. She seemed quite used to his antics by now. 

Also, I was quite surprised by how quickly she was moving while pregnant. I was curious because the huge bulge in her stomach suggested that she was close to giving birth to the child. I promptly asked.

"How far along are you?" I asked Toki.

"About eight months, I'll be entering my ninth month next week." She replied happily.

"Do you still have the number?" I asked again, slightly serious.

"It has never left my side." She replied kindly.

That brief yet effective conversation brought me some sense of relief. If she used that number as I predicted she would. I would soon be meeting with Kaido for combat in the future. I also had to keep an eye on Teach later on, more specifically, after Roger's death. I wasn't keen on letting Teach get the Dark-dark fruit. 

However, him not getting that damned fruit would mean a whole new route of possibilities. Possibilities that I wasn't ready to think about as the anime had way too many plot holes that the anime had that I couldn't account for. 

It was a delicate situation that had way too many possibilities applicable to it. Moreover, I was already determined not to interfere with this plot. Although I had broken that rule on several occasions, the flow of the plot was generally going the right way it should have so far. 

'Teach' I thought to myself as I stared at the boy who continued drinking without a care in the world. I noted that Teach hadn't smiled a bit ever since the festivities began, just looking at him was slowly making me want to kill him. 

I could only sigh and go back to my ship to get some more bottles of wine. While I was walking to my ship, I suddenly noticed a foreign presence slowly approaching the side of the island that we were currently celebrating. Curious, I used moonwalk to get a better look at our foreign visitors. It was a pirate ship with John's jolly roger. 

That was strange, I hadn't heard directly from him since the God Valley incident. However, I had heard some faint rumors of a man that was similar to John's description hording all sorts of gold somewhere. Moreover, there was an ever fainter rumor that his subordinates had turned their backs on him and killed him for the treasure. 

I never really believed them as I had never found any conclusive evidence to pass them off as truth. 'However, what was he doing here?' I questioned internally as I got closer to his ship. I eventually landed on the deck of the ship and promptly began to look around. 

I couldn't sense John's presence no matter what I did. However-

"What the fuck are you doing on my ship?!" A harsh voice barked.

I could feel a cold metallic object push down my skull as the man barked that question at me. I had already sensed him coming at me like that, but I decided to play dumb. After all, he wasn't John either, he was way too weaker than John to be even be considered a threat. 

"Why are you bearing John's jolly roger?" I asked casually.

"The fuck is he to you, your father?" He snorted right back.

Slowly, more and more pirates began to make themselves known within the ship. It appeared that they had been feasting within the hull of the ship prior to my arrival. Most of them were currently munching on a piece of meat, or smoking a cigar as they came out. 

Still, no John.

'Is he really dead?' I questioned myself as I remained rooted on the floor deck of the ship. 

"Fork over all your belongings, that fancy axe of yours included. We can sell you off for a good price." he snarled. 

He had been hitting the back of my head with his pistol for quite some time. I had remained cooperative on this ship purely out of respect for John. Anyone who hung around Rocks had earned my respect. This was even more so when it came to Cadres, it was true that I never really liked Charolette; however, I had to respect her for her power and the fact that she was on Rock's ship even before I was.

Seeing that there was no sign of John, I decided to drop all pretenses and promptly turned around before grabbing the man's gun and crushing it with my bear hands. The pistol owner screamed in pain as I had also crushed his hand in the process of disarming him. The entire ship's atmosphere had completely turned over as a result. Everyone within the ship was tense and eyed me cautiously as I continued to give this man a staredown.

"Who are you?" I asked coldly.

"You must have lost your mind! Don't you know who I am? I'm Captain John, Damn it! I was a cadre on Rock's ship before he died!" He snarled at me. 

I don't know if that was supposed to be a threat or not, because the rest of the crew started cheering him on as if he had spoken the truth.

"Yeah, tell them Captain!"

"Our Captain can even compete with the likes of Whitebeard!"

"You're so dead you piece of shit!"

Jeers flooded my ears as the imposter known as 'Captain John' slowly began to get up and raise his head proudly in confidence. He was about to say something, but I never really got to hear it because I lopped his head off with a simple swing of my axe.

I drew Labrys and swung it all in one fluid motion. The rest of the crew didn't seem to notice until his head slowly started to roll away from his body. Causing a geiser of blood to be released from his now headless neck. I let his blood splatter on me as I slowly turned to look at the rest of his crew. 

They were all dead men, but I did want to have a good look at them before they died.

It didn't take long to kill the rest of them, I entered the hull of the ship to see what they could have been hoarding while they sailed. I found a numerous pack of quality cigars lying on the captains private chambers. I took all the cigars before promptly leaving the ship and blowing it up. 

It didn't feel like a complete waste of time because I had gotten something out of it. However, it didn't make me feel happy knowing that I had wasted so much time with those idiots. I didn't have a lighter because I had never smoked before. I could only release a frustrating sigh as I kept the cigars in my room. I don't know what Stussy thought of smoking. I really hope she liked it.