Garp vs Chinjao
The Bead Rider cut through the waves with ease, its sleek design allowing it to glide effortlessly across the surface of the water. Jack sat at the helm of the boat, his strong hands gripping the sides as he directed its course. Perched on his lap, Aria and Robin squealed with delight as the boat picked up speed, their eyes wide with excitement.
Behind Jack, Amelia and Olivia sat together, enjoying the beautiful ocean vista before them. They exchanged knowing smiles as they watched Jack interact with their daughters, their hearts warmed by the rare display of emotion from the usually stoic man.
"Daddy, what's that big thing over there?" Aria asked, pointing to a massive rock formation jutting out from the sea.
"That's called a sea stack, Princess," Jack answered, his voice soft but steady. "It's formed when the ocean erodes the land around it, leaving behind a tall, rocky pillar."
Aria's eyes sparkled with curiosity as she took in the impressive sight. "How does the water do that?"
Jack chuckled, his calm blue eyes crinkling at the corners. "Well, Princess, the ocean is incredibly powerful. Over time, the constant motion of the waves wears away at the rock, breaking it down piece by piece. It's a slow process, but eventually, it can carve out something as impressive as that sea stack."
Aria nodded, her mind processing the information. She then turned her attention to the horizon, her gaze searching for something else to inquire about. "Daddy, what are those birds doing?" she asked, pointing to a group of seagulls diving into the water.
"Those birds are called seagulls, sweetheart," Jack explained. "They're diving into the water to catch fish. Seagulls are skilled hunters, and they can spot their prey from high up in the air."
Aria's eyes widened as she watched the birds swoop and dive, their agile movements capturing her imagination. "Can we catch fish like the seagulls do, Daddy?"
Jack smirked, a playful glint in his eyes. "I don't know about diving like the seagulls, but we can certainly try our hand at fishing. Would you like to learn how to fish, Princess?"
Aria's face lit up with excitement. "Yes, please! I want to catch a big fish like the seagulls!"
Robin, hearing the conversation, chimed in with a cheerful giggle. "Fishy!" she exclaimed, clapping her hands together.
Amelia and Olivia exchanged amused glances, their hearts swelling with love for their little family. Jack's demeanor had always been cold and reserved, but with his daughter and lately with Robin, he seemed to find a warmth and tenderness that even they had not been privy to before.
As the sun began to dip below the horizon, casting a golden glow across the water, Jack continued to indulge his daughter's curiosity, answering her questions about the vast ocean that stretched out before them. The laughter and love that filled the Bead Rider that day was a testament to the powerful bond between Jack and his family, a bond that had only grown stronger over time.
As Jack was about to play with Aria and Robin more, a marine ship caught his attention. He could feel a strong presence emanating from the vessel. At the same time, a man walked to the tip of the ship and gazed at him with a grin. The man appeared to be in his late twenties, with short, spiky black hair and a muscular build. He wore a white Marine coat draped over his shoulders, with the symbol of the organization emblazoned on the back.
For a moment, the two men locked eyes, their gazes intense and probing. Then, almost as if by some unspoken agreement, they turned away from each other simultaneously. Jack's eyes flicked to the destination of the Marine Ship, and a bright smile spread across his face – a smile that not even his wife Amelia had ever seen. The ship was heading to Kano Country, and Jack decided to follow them. However, first, he needed to send his family to Bead's pocket space for their safety.
"Princess," Jack began, addressing Aria with the affectionate nickname he reserved for her. "Daddy needs to go take care of something important, and it might be dangerous. I need you, Robin, and your moms to go back to the island, okay?"
Aria's eyes widened with concern. "But Daddy, I don't want to leave you!"
Jack's calm blue eyes softened as he looked at his daughter. "I know, sweetheart, but I promise it won't be for long. I'll come back to you as soon as I can. Can you be brave for me?"
Aria hesitated for a moment before nodding her head, her eyes filled with determination. "Okay, Daddy. I'll be brave. Just promise you'll be careful."
Jack smiled tenderly, reaching out to ruffle her hair. "I promise, Princess. Now, let's get you all to the island, and then I'll go do what I need to do."
As Aria hugged her father tightly, Jack called upon the power of the Bead's to open a pocket space for his family. Amelia, Olivia, Aria, and Robin stepped into the shimmering portal, their trust in Jack unwavering. With a final wave and a reassuring smile, Jack closed the portal behind them, leaving him alone on the boat.
Jack followed the ship at a safe distance, confident that they wouldn't trouble him. As a renowned Pirate Hunter, no sane marine would pick a fight with him without a solid reason. The real reason for his excitement was the ship's destination: Kano Country. The home of Don Chinjao, the very man he had visited a few weeks ago to buy back his childhood friend, Sophie, who had been kidnapped by pirates and sold to Chinjao. When he had first spoken to Chinjao about Sophie, the man had demanded an extortionate amount of money, clearly trying to rob him. Jack hadn't cared about the amount, but it had taken him two years to amass the funds, and during that time, Sophie had been forced to stay with Chinjao.
Having finally secured the money and reclaimed Sophie, Jack had sworn to eliminate Chinjao's bloodline as retribution. Now, with the strong presence aboard the marine ship heading to Kano Country, he sensed an opportunity.
As the Bead Rider continued to cut through the waves, Jack's calm blue eyes remained focused on the marine ship ahead. His mind raced with thoughts of vengeance, his anger simmering beneath the surface. He knew that his actions would have consequences, but it was a price he was willing to pay to fulfill his promise.
Upon reaching Kano Country, Jack carefully maneuvered the Bead Rider into the beach and stored it into the pocket space. He didn't have to follow anymore, as Chinjao was at the shore, waiting for his opponent to arrive.
Jack watched from a distance as the Marine, Garp, jumped from the ship and stood across from Chinjao. "Hey, Chinjao, to break your head today, I've been training myself by destroying eight mountains like my punching bags."
"There's nothing you can do to break my head, Garp," Chinjao grinned. "There's nothing tougher than my skull."
"Here it comes then, Chinjao!" Garp moved forward, determination etched across his face.
"I'm going to destroy the fist you're so proud of, Garp!" Chinjao taunted, bracing himself for the impending battle.
Jack's calm blue eyes narrowed as he observed the two powerful fighters squaring off. He was intrigued by their exchange, feeling the intensity of the situation but remaining hidden from their sight. Despite his anger at Chinjao, Jack knew better than to interfere in a battle between two formidable opponents.
Garp lunged at Chinjao, his fists glowing with an eerie energy that Jack couldn't quite understand. Chinjao countered with his drill-like pointy head, the same strange energy enveloping it. As they clashed, the sound of their blows echoed through the air, each hit more powerful than the last.
Jack continued to watch, trying to analyze their movements and discern the secret behind the mysterious energy they were using. It was clear that this energy was something beyond the normal physical strength he was used to seeing.
Garp landed a powerful punch on Chinjao's chest, sending him flying back. However, Chinjao quickly recovered, charging towards Garp with his head aimed directly at the Marine's face. Garp barely managed to dodge the attack, the force of the blow leaving a crater in the ground where he had been standing just moments before.
The fight raged on, with both combatants trading powerful blows and demonstrating incredible resilience. It was a fierce battle of wills, as neither man was willing to concede defeat.
Jack remained focused on the fight, his calm blue eyes taking in every detail. He noticed that as the fight progressed, the energy surrounding their fists and Chinjao's head seemed to fluctuate, as if it were somehow tied to their emotions and concentration.
As the battle continued, Garp managed to land a solid punch on Chinjao's shoulder, causing him to stagger momentarily. Seizing the opportunity, Garp unleashed a flurry of punches, each one connecting with the powerful force of a cannonball.
Chinjao, refusing to be beaten, retaliated with his own barrage of headbutts, the impact of each blow sending shockwaves through the air. The two fighters were locked in a relentless struggle, their ferocity and determination evident in every move they made.
Jack watched in awe, his mind racing as he tried to comprehend the source of their incredible power. Despite his own considerable strength, he knew that he had never encountered anything quite like the energy that Garp and Chinjao were wielding. It was a power that he knew he needed to understand if he was to take his revenge on Chinjao and protect his family.
As the fight raged on, it became apparent that both fighters were growing tired. Their movements slowed, and the energy surrounding their fists and Chinjao's head began to wane. Sensing an opportunity, Garp launched one final attack, a powerful punch aimed directly at Chinjao's face.
Chinjao, anticipating the attack, met Garp's fist with his head, the energy flaring up one last time as the two forces collided. The resulting impact sent a shockwave through the air, causing the ground to shake beneath their feet.
When the dust cleared, Jack saw that the drill-like protrusion on Chinjao's head was gone, and now his head looked round. Chinjao, shocked and hateful, could only glare at Garp with hatred as he lay on the ground, bloody and injured. Garp looked tired, panting as he gazed down at Chinjao.
Jack walked towards them, standing in front of Chinjao with contempt in his eyes. "Pathetic," he spat, then turned to Garp. "Are you returning to the Grand Line?"
"Yes," Garp replied with a smirk.
"I will fight you there," Jack declared, smirking as well.
"You better train first, kiddo. You're not at the level yet," Garp said, grinning even wider before walking towards his ship. "We're returning."
As Garp boarded the ship and it began to sail away, Jack's cold, blue eyes focused on the injured Chinjao. The man's once-imposing form was now battered and broken, his once-powerful head now a mere shadow of its former self. Jack felt a mixture of satisfaction and disdain as he looked down at the man who had caused him so much trouble.
Seeing Jack, Chinjao shouted behind Garp, "I will kill your and your bloodline, GARP!"
Chinjao struggled to lift his head, his eyes filled with anger and shame as he looked back at Jack. "You… you think you've won, don't you?" he growled weakly.
"No," Jack replied coldly. "I think you've lost. You underestimated Garp, and now you've paid the price."
Chinjao's eyes burned with hatred, but he couldn't muster the strength to respond. Instead, he simply lay there, seething in his defeat.
Jack turned away, preparing to leave Kano Country behind. He knew that his journey to the Grand Line would be a difficult one, and that he would need to grow even stronger if he hoped to face Garp and protect his family. With renewed determination, he set off to train and prepare for the challenges ahead.
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