One Piece: Curse of Immortality

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A relentless barrage of cannon fire blanketed the entire island. Flames surged and spread, consuming everything in their path.

"Ohara…"

Dr. Clover stood at the bow of the ship, tears streaming down his face. Behind him, the scholars wept silently. 

This was their homeland—soon to be reduced to ash.

On the warship, the atmosphere was heavy. Crocodile silently puffed on his cigar, while Bullet stood with his arms crossed, his expression grim.

"Now isn't the time for sorrow!" T. Bone snapped, his voice cutting through the somber mood. "We're not out of danger yet!"

He looked ahead with a grave expression. A lone Marine warship had broken away from the fleet and was slowly passing in front of them.

On its bow stood two towering figures, radiating an overwhelming presence. Their identities were immediately clear to everyone.

"Sengoku the Buddha!"

"Black Arm Zephyr!"

"Let's take them on!" Bullet's eyes lit up with a glimmer of battle lust as his fighting spirit surged.

But before he could act, Crocodile stretched out an arm to block him. 

"Don't forget our primary mission," he said coldly. "These people haven't escaped danger yet."

Bullet hesitated, his expression sour. "I still don't understand why Arashi insisted on saving this group!"

"You don't understand their value," Crocodile replied, casting a sidelong glance. 

"And frankly…" he added with a smirk, "neither do I." 

He let out a low chuckle. "Just follow orders. If we mess this up, the consequences will fall on both of us."

Bullet snorted in dissatisfaction but didn't push further.

Meanwhile, on the warship a kilometer away, Sengoku and Zephyr stood in silence, watching the towering flames engulf Ohara.

"The whole island is ablaze…" Zephyr sighed softly. His gaze shifted to a ship in the distance, his expression growing serious.

"That vessel," Sengoku said, narrowing his eyes. 

"It belongs to Arashi's unit. Leading them are former Roger Pirates members Douglas Bullet and Crocodile. Both are formidable individuals." 

He paused before continuing, "The squad also includes T. Bone. Based on Marine Intelligence reports, their strength is already at vice admiral level."

Zephyr's eyes narrowed. "That's an incredibly elite squad."

Sengoku nodded. "The G-18 Fortress has produced exceptional Marines over the past two years." 

"Their training intensity has doubled, and their expenditures for supplies, equipment, and maintenance are five to eight times higher than other bases."

Zephyr raised an eyebrow in surprise. "Headquarters approved that kind of budget?"

Sengoku's gaze flickered but remained silent. 

He knew the truth: Arashi's deployment to the West Blue, despite his near-admiral level strength, was already a source of guilt for Fleet Admiral Kong. 

Allowing G-18 to flourish was a small concession to placate him.

No one could have predicted that two years later, Ohara would face such a tragic fate, or that they would find themselves in direct conflict with Arashi.

"They've rescued the scholars," Zephyr noted, his voice heavy with hesitation. 

"Should we intervene?"

The mission's ultimate objective was the scholars, but no one had anticipated the G-18 Fortress's interference.

Sengoku's expression darkened as memories of Saul's parting words resurfaced.

"Are these people truly evil?"

"Is there any evidence of their wrongdoing?"

The answer was obvious. The annihilation of an island over an unconfirmed history was a command Sengoku would execute without hesitation if ordered. But now…

"Things have come to this," he murmured. "Arashi is standing in the way. Are we going to attack unarmed civilians?"

Zephyr glanced at Sengoku but said nothing. 

The situation was as Sengoku described—if the operation failed, Arashi was the one who would bear the blame.

"Let's not let Arashi's efforts be in vain," Sengoku added softly, his tone resolute.

Zephyr smiled faintly and nodded. "Besides," Sengoku continued, his eyes sharp, "our mission is to test him."

Zephyr's expression turned serious at the mention of Arashi. "Let's see just how much his strength has grown."

At that moment, a Marine officer hurried over. "Admiral Sengoku, we've received new orders from the World Government." 

"They've instructed us to record and transmit the battle against Arashi in real-time."

Sengoku and Zephyr froze for a moment before frowning deeply.

"The Gorosei want to observe the fight?" Sengoku asked coldly.

"To be precise, they want to assess Arashi's capabilities," the officer replied.

Zephyr snorted. "Those old men have too much time on their hands."

Sengoku's mood soured further. The battle ahead was guaranteed to be grueling, and the idea of being monitored added to his frustration.

Moments later, another report came in: "The G-18 Fortress Marines have successfully evacuated Ohara's civilians."

Sengoku nodded but quickly asked, "What about the scholars?"

The Marine hesitated. "We didn't see the scholars. They were likely caught in the Buster Call bombardment."

"Good," Sengoku said with a faint smile. "Dead is better."

The officer breathed a sigh of relief before leaving.

Meanwhile, aboard the evacuation ship, Ivia let out a relieved sigh. "They didn't attack us," she said, patting her chest.

"It seems their target is Arashi," Crocodile remarked, his eyes glinting.

"Hey, T!" Bullet suddenly called out.

"Bullet," T. Bone called out, turning his head.

"You'll take them back to the base," Bullet replied.

"And you?" T. Bone asked, startled by the unexpected command.

"I'm going to join the fight!" Bulelt grinned, his eyes alight with battle fervor. Ever since serving under Arashi, he hadn't had many opportunities to fight. Now, with the situation unfolding, his excitement was impossible to suppress.

T. Bone stiffened, immediately understanding Bullet's intent.

"What about you, Crocodile?" Bullet turned toward him.

Crocodile exhaled a puff of smoke and smiled. "I wouldn't miss a chance like this."

T. Bone hesitated, torn between his desire to assist Arashi and his duty to protect the scholars.

"Old T, don't waver!" Crocodile said firmly. "Bullet and I are the best choices for the upcoming battlefield. Your place is here."

Taking another drag on his cigar, Crocodile added, "Arashi once said, Everyone has a role where they are most suited. Doing your job well is more than enough."

T. Bone stood motionless for a moment before nodding resolutely. "I will protect them with my life!"

Crocodile and Bullet exchanged knowing smiles.

"Drop us off on the ice ahead!"

The frigid wind howled, and snow swirled through the air. 

On the ice sheet, Arashi stood shirtless, his muscular form resolute against the elements. 

His eyes locked on the horizon, where a Marine warship rested against the icy shore.

Moments later, two figures leaped from the ship, their footsteps echoing across the frozen ground.

The wind seemed to grow sharper as the figures approached.

After a moment of silence, a deep voice rang out, "Kid, you've stirred up some trouble this time!"

The towering figure of Zephyr, with his short purple hair and powerful frame, stepped forward.

"Zephyr-sensei," Arashi greeted with a grin.

"Sensei?" Zephyr chuckled. "Well, I did teach one extraordinary student." 

His stern face softened with a rare smile. 

Though Arashi was technically Garp's disciple, Zephyr had also trained him during his time as a recruit.

"Zephyr, this isn't the time for teacher-student reunions," another voice interjected, its tone cold.

Sengoku stepped forward, his presence commanding.

"Admiral Sengoku!" Arashi called out.

"Pulling off a stunt like this, Arashi," Sengoku said, his voice laced with fury. "Are you trying to defect from the Marines?"

"I have no intention of leaving the Marines," Arashi replied calmly, shaking his head. "I'm simply following the justice in my heart."

With a heavy sigh, he continued, "The shred of kindness within me told me this was something I had to do." 

His gaze grew intense. "And besides, the West Blue has been under my protection for the past two years." 

"I will not allow such injustice to occur in my jurisdiction!"

Sengoku fell silent before letting out a cold laugh. "Your jurisdiction? Are you aiming to become a warlord?"

Arashi narrowed his eyes and leaned forward slightly—a stance signaling he was ready to fight.

"If the Marines I belong to cannot uphold true justice or maintain their principles," 

Arashi declared, his voice resolute, "then I will create a new force—a true Marine force that embodies real justice!"

His words carried a powerful conviction, shaking the two admirals before him. There was no doubt in their minds—Arashi was dead serious.

"Your actions may align with justice," Zephyr said, shaking his head slowly, "but they violate…" He trailed off, leaving the rest unsaid.

The meaning, however, was clear.

"We are here to apprehend you," Zephyr continued. "Your so-called crimes will be determined after your capture and trial."

Golden light radiated from Sengoku's body as his expression grew cold. Zephyr stepped into an open position, preparing for battle.

"It seems words won't settle this," Arashi remarked with a grin, his demeanor serious despite the smile.

Facing two admirals was no small feat. This battle would be a grueling 1v2—and likely one of the toughest challenges of his life.

It wasn't just about victory. This fight could very well determine his survival.

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