One Piece: Dead Destiny of the Straw

On the very eve of the birth of the Third Government a feverish tension gripped the world. The old republic, it seemed obvious to everyone, was about to die out. For more than a year it had been fast crumbling. The Gorosei (Five Elders) like their predecessors, cared little for the republic and less for its democracy. Ruling as unquestioned chancellors giving decree without remorse to Parliament, had come to the end of its rope.

Monkey D. Luffy, captain of the Straw Hat Crew, the future King of the Pirates, was demanding for himself the chancellorship of the so called 'Democratic Government' he had sworn to destroy.

The wildest rumors of what might happen were rife in the capital that fateful winter, and the most alarming of them, as it happened, were not without some foundation. There were reports that Borsolino Kizaru in collusion with Akainu Sakazuki, the Fleet Admiral of the Marines, were preparing a putsch with the support of CP0 for the purpose of arresting the elders and establishing a Military Dictatorship.

There was talk of a general strike. A hundred thousand celestial citizens crowded into the endless holy streets of Mariejois to demonstrate their opposition to making Akainu chancellor. The brutal nature of the fleet admiral was well documented, willing to sacrifice allies and the innocent to achieve arbitrary goals. However, Akainu Sakazuki, who was possessed of a demonic personality, a granite will, uncanny instincts, a cold ruthlessness, a remarkable intellect, a soaring imagination and an amazing capacity to size up people and situations, there almost certainly would never be another Fleet Admiral like him.

The Elders waited nervously looking anywhere but the door. The deafening silence in the room gave the air in the room tension. Only the sounds from outside, shouting by the crowd was all drowned out by the sound of approaching footsteps on the other side of the door. Not a second later the door opened slowly but surely to reveal the fleet admiral and his subordinate.

The two entering the room shutting the door behind them. No one spoke for what felt like a solid minute.

"Been awhile, eh geezers? Long time no see huh." Borsalino remarked. With his rare flash of humor. The Elders too shocked to say anything only shrank further back in their seats.

Akainu stepped forward showing his intimidating stature to the old men, the cigar never leaving his mouth, he finally spoke, " I know you all are fearing for your lives right now. It may not seem like it, but a military dictatorship is best for the world right now." Puffing his cigar a few times he continued. " As you know son of Monkey D. Dragon, is heading here with his revolutionary army as we speak."

One of the elders to Akainu's left spoke up. "That's impossible! Marshall D Teach has eliminated the revolutionary army, we had confirmation!"

Kizaru turned his attention to the elder that addressed Akainu. "It's seems your sources are wrong old man, Blackbeard is hunting a legendary devil fruit. Rumor has it, combined with Ope Ope no Mi this devil fruit will render the user power to conquer the world. Interesting stuff wouldn't ya sayyy?" Borsalino slurred. The sharply dressed admiral was hardly worried about the revolutionary army. A bunch of self righteous pricks thinking they could overthrow the natural order of things; he was too smart to know it didn't work that way. Disturbing the natural way of life as they knew it, would throw the world into chaos. It was his duty to uphold the Navy's status as the supreme power in the world. However, it would be interesting if The Son of Dragon overthrew the government, Kizaru considered making the jump to their side if necessary.

Akainu audibly responded to the mention of Blackbeard by spitting some of his cigar tobacco on the ground mouthing pirate scum.

The geezers couldn't hold their composure in anymore and lost their shit. The revolutionary army finally was making their hostile takeover seriously. It wasn't just talk anymore, over the past few years they've gathered enough allies to over throw the world—it was only a matter of time now.

"WE DONT NEED A MILITARY DICTATORSHIP! WE OWN YOU SAKAZUKI! COMING HERE WITH EMPTY THREATS?! CHANCELLORSHIP?! HA! WE ARE THE ONES IN POWER, I'LL HAVE YOU SCRUBBING MY TOI-" Akainu obviously hearing enough lifted the man by his collar, a slight smirk on his face.

The marine hat still covering the middle aged fleet admirals eyes marking his expression unreadable. "Empty threats huh?" Akainu spoke to no one in particular but loud enough so the room could hear. Akainu slowly placed the man back onto his feet calming him slightly. In the blink of an eye Akainu's lava infused fist burned a gaping hole through the man's stomach incinerating his insides instantly.

Horrified the Elders scampered to the far end of the walls. Anything to get away from the horrid screams, the lava sprouting around, and the smell, oh god the smell. Akainu continued to burn the old man until he was nothing but a puddle of lava on the floor.

An Elder to Borsalino's right side was screaming Bloody murder. "ARE YOU- WHA- Chyper Pol will have your heads for th-"

"CIPHER POL IS DEAD!" Akainu shouted losing his patience before quickly regaining his composure and continuing, " CP0 is all that remains, and they will no longer serve under weaklings like you." The fleet admiral reached into his jacket to pull out another cigar using his lava to light it. After taking a few long drags he spoke again.

"The Shichibukai will not help you either, they are simply classless pirates." One of the Elders sprinted as fast as he could towards the door hoping the couch in one leap, getting past Akainu who did not spare him a glance. All he had to do was get past Kizaru. The glasses of the lankier man made it hard to predict his next move. The old man reached for the door knob pulling it quickly sprinting out into the hallway.

" I made it." He whispered to himself. "I MADE IT!" Just as he turned around to make an escape he felt a burning sharpe pain below his waist. Ignoring it he began to run faster only for the pain to increase tenfold with every step. After a few more steps the old man hunched over breathing hard. "W-What the hell." Finally lifting his shirt he found the cause of his excruciating pain. A paper cut thin line spread all the way across his waistline reaching his back. He coughed up blood as it began to leak out of his nose and ears. He began to feel a shift, no longer feeling in his legs, he could now see them as his torso fell forward disconnecting from his waist. Borsalino watched the man bleed out from the doorway, a slight smile began to form.

"Perhaps I overdid it huh?" Kizaru knew this was nearing its end. "Hey Admiral what should we do with these three? Just kill em or what?" The taller of the two men in the pinstripe suit adjusted his tie waiting for his commanding officers signal.

Akainu contemplated for a minute more before answering. "Kill these two, leave this one alive." He pointed to the youngest of the Elders, a blonde who could've passed to his mid fifties. Borsalino complied killing the two elder men with two quick light shots to the head.