Kizaru

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A thunderous pillar tore through the sky, slamming into the ancient Gate of Justice and reducing it to rubble. The once-imposing symbol of Marine power was obliterated in a single blow.

"How dare you sneak attack my brother while I'm here! You're asking for death!" Shisui shouted, fury twisting his expression. Despite his presence, someone had dared to target Akira, a humiliation he couldn't forgive.

Suddenly, golden flecks of light converged, forming Admiral Kizaru's figure on the icy battlefield. His indifference face barely wavered as he was looking at his surroundings.

In an instant, Shisui transformed into lightning, his Mangekyō Sharingan blazing as he appeared directly in front of Kizaru, glaring at him. Itachi joined him, ready to assist in facing the newly arrived Admiral.

"Oh my! Today's young people are so scary," Kizaru commented with feigned fear. "They're launching terrifying attacks on an old man like me as soon as I arrive—don't they value my life?" His mocking tone was interrupted by Aokiji, who approached with a wary expression.

"Borsalino!, why are you here?" Aokiji asked, eyes narrowing.

"Sengoku-san sent me. Quite the strong opponents, aren't they?" Kizaru noted, eyeing the little injuries scattered across Aokiji's body. "Seems you've had quite the difficult time."

Shisui glared, fury radiating as lightning crackled around him.

Before Shisui could strike, Akira's voice cut through the tension. "Stop Shisui."

Everyone turned to see Akira, emerging with a torn shirt but still unharmed. He looked at the two Admirals coolly. "Marine Headquarters really holds our Uchiha Security Company in high regard."

Aokiji's gaze hardened. "A company that can destroy Buster Call and even injure a Marine Admiral is not one we can overlook."

Akira turned to Shisui and Itachi. "Shisui, Itachi, take everyone back to the train. We're leaving."

"Brother Akira, but—" Shisui began, hesitant to withdraw.

"We've accomplished what we came for. The Marine Headquarters is too close, and reinforcements could be overwhelming. We don't need to risk getting trapped here," Akira explained. "We can't go for an all-out clash with the Marines."

Reluctantly, Shisui nodded, and he and Itachi moved to gather their group.

Kizaru, however, raised a hand, aiming toward their retreating forms. "Ah, I was told to eliminate you here. If I let you go, wouldn't that be rather embarrassing?"

"Thunder Breathing"

In a flash, Akira appeared before Kizaru, intercepting him with a swift slash coated with haki. Blood appeared as it looked as Kizaru's arm was severed.

Kizaru's body immediately reforming from golden light some distance away. He looked at the little wound on his arm, "How fast!".

"Next time it's your entire arm." Akira said coldly.

Kizaru raised an eyebrow. "So scary!" He fired a golden laser in Akira's direction, causing a violent explosion upon impact.

Meanwhile, Shisui and Itachi reached Luffy and his crew. "Alright, we told you to leave before, and you didn't. Now we all have to," Shisui urged, his tone a mix of impatience and reprimand.

"Wait, aren't you going to stay and help Akira?" paulie asked, astonished by Shisui's apparent confidence in leaving Akira alone against two Admirals.

Shisui shook his head. "It's not necessary. They can't handle Brother Akira."

Their disbelief was clear—these were Admirals, the highest combat force of the world government, yet Shisui's calm certainty about Akira's power left them speechless.

When Akira had first arrived at the shipyard and boldly proclaimed that under his protection, even the mightiest powers of the seas—the Seven Warlords, the Four Emperors of the New World, or even the Admirals—couldn't lay a finger on his employer, everyone had burst into laughter.

How could they believe that a mere "security company" could hold its own against the world's strongest forces? It was absurd. They chuckled, scoffed, even ridiculed him for what they thought was just posturing. But today, the aftermath of the Enies Lobby battle forced them to confront a different reality. Akira's confidence had not been arrogance—it had been an accurate measure of his strength.

Now, as the truth settled in, the once skeptical shipyard crew and townsfolk felt like clowns, their laughter from before echoing hollowly in their minds.

The group began retreating, murmuring among themselves about the mysterious and formidable Uchiha family. They couldn't believe such powerful figures could be found in a single clan.

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Back on the battlefield, Kizaru turned to Aokiji. "Sengoku-san wants us to keep these people here."

Aokiji's gaze hardened as he watched the smoke from the explosion where Akira had been standing. "That's easier said than done. I feel a great danger coming from him."

As the smoke cleared, Akira emerged unharmed, an orange-yellow rib-like energy body enveloping him.

Gasps filled the battlefield as a massive skeletal figure enveloped Akira, taking shape into the ominous form of Susanoo.

"What… is that?!" Aokiji's expression turned grim. He hadn't anticipated such power from this young man, realizing Akira was far from an ordinary foe.

Akira's voice carried across the icy landscape, cold and resolute. "Just because I said we're leaving doesn't mean I'm afraid of you."

Kizaru narrowed his eyes. "Things are getting a bit troublesome, aren't they?" He raised his arms, unleashing a flurry of golden light bullets.

"Yasakani no Magatama!" A torrent of deadly golden light particles shot towards Akira, filling the sky with searing light.

"Susanoo!" Akira's Susanoo expanded, developing a full exoskeleton, layers of muscle, and finally a Tengu armor on the outside, forming into its fourth stage. The imposing warrior figure towered over the battlefield, effortlessly absorbing Kizaru's attack in a cascade of explosions.

Witnessing the onslaught, Luffy and his crew, now nearing the sea train, looked back in awe and horror. "That's… unbelievable!" muttered Luffy, his usual bravado fading in the face of Susanoo's overwhelming presence.

Kizaru looked momentarily unsettled. Even his Yasakani no Magatama hadn't made a dent. "So… scary…" he murmured.

In response, Akira's Susanoo gathered three glowing, orange-yellow light in its massive hand. "Yasakani no Magatama!" With a swift throw, the powerful orbs shot back towards Kizaru and Aokiji, detonating with a force that cracked the icy battlefield, sending Marine soldiers scattering from the impact.

Aokiji immediately sprang into action, appearing at Susanoo's feet and placing a hand on the ground. "Ice Age!" The ice rapidly climbed up Susanoo's legs, attempting to trap the colossal warrior.

Simultaneously, Kizaru appeared near Susanoo's head, his leg radiating with blinding light. "Speed is power! HAVE YOU EVER BEEN KICKED AT THE SPEED OF LIGHT??!" His kick landed squarely on Susanoo's face, but to his surprise, the Tengu armor didn't even crack. Akira had already reinforced Susanoo's defense with Armament Haki, making it nearly impervious.

"What the…?" Kizaru stammered, bewildered. His kick hadn't even made a dent.

Without hesitation, Akira extended Susanoo's hand, grabbing Kizaru. The massive fingers, reinforced with Haki, clenched tightly around the Admiral. Kizaru hardened his own body with Armament Haki, but even so, he could feel his bones creaking under the immense pressure. A trace of blood trickled from his mouth.

"What monstrous strength…" he muttered, struggling against the grip.

Just then, Aokiji's ice surged up Susanoo's body, covering it in a layer of frost until the towering form was completely immobilized as a frozen statue.

Using the momentary freeze, Aokiji appeared next to Susanoo's arm and delivered a powerful Ice Fist. The arm shattered into pieces, allowing Kizaru to slip free. Taking his chance, Kizaru aimed a finger at Susanoo's head, releasing a concentrated laser.

Boom! Susanoo's head exploded, cracks spidering across its icy form.

The colossal ice sculpture shattered, pieces of ice scattering across the battlefield. But when the dust settled, Akira was nowhere to be found, he vanished.

A tense silence fell over the Admirals as they scanned the area, using Observation Haki, but no trace of Akira remained.

After some time, Kizaru sighed and scratched his head. "Two Admirals dispatched, and yet he escaped. Quite the joke, isn't it?"

Aokiji's expression was equally troubled, reflecting his uncertainty. "That young man… he's terrifyingly strong and has a lot of strange abilities. Plus the one with the Thunder Fruit is close to an Admiral's level."

They glanced around at the remnants of the battle, the silence heavy with realization.

"The three of them," Kizaru began, voice laced with disbelief, "it seems they're from the same family, a clan they say!."

Aokiji nodded. "It's hard to believe, but it's true. The Uchiha clan—today, their name will spread across the world."

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