Angry Birdy

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Marco found it hard to see through all of these people. There were more people than they had intended. As he slightly loosened his tie, he knew the rest of the commanders were just as uncomfortable in the suits as he was. Well besides Izo. He was comfortable in his new komono.

Misu had struggled to find the way back to the mansion as darkness grew. Marco was able to fly her above the island the point out the island for him. Making it much easier for him to direct the rest of the crew. He found he was quite irritated with having someone other than Alexia with him on a flight. Misu was very fidgety and nervous. Flying itself scared her, unlike with Alexia who seemed to be in love with the sensation of flying.

"Ladies and Gentlemen!" Cornhasting's voice called out over a microphone, "Thank you all for attending this evening's event! It has been far too long since we had such a splendid occasion as this!"

Marco frowned in disgust. He put a hand on Thatch's back as he heard him growl slightly. The commanders had spread out throughout the party, not wanting to look too conspicuous. He followed the direct of Cornhasting's voice towards the front of the room, his eyes narrowing in anger as he saw Alexia kneeling and chained on the small stage.

"What did they do to our poor girl?" Thatch hissed quietly.

Marco couldn't even respond, fury radiating through his body as he stared at her. She looked so defeated with her head hung down. The chains that were attached to her wrists were the only things that were helping hold her up. Her body was covered in cuts and bruises. It was actually hard for Marco to find a spot on her body that wasn't bruised. Marco found himself turning away to take a deep breath and gather himself.

"As you might have noticed, our evening's entertainment has had a bit of fun today already. I assure you; she is definitely worth your attendance as she is quite feisty. Our entertainment has been cut in half I'm afraid due to uncontrollable circumstances. But I assure you, it will definitely be made up later this evening."

"We need to move now Marco." Curiel approached him from the left.

"I agree, let's do this." Marco gave the signal as the commanders got into place.

The main entrance exploded as Curiel blasted it with a handheld missile launcher. Thatch wondered silently how he managed to conceal it until now. The blast had dozens of the guests yelling in panic. The panic only grew as Marco took form, flying low over them towards the stage. Vista already had his sword drawn, cutting down several guards who had come to investigate the blast; with Haruta.

Shots rang out as Izo fired his flint locks, striking several more guards nearest to Cornhastings. Fossa and Kingdew were quickly defeating the remaining guards. The guests were yelling loudly, fleeing quickly out the now enlarged doorway. Blenheim himself was striking down some of the male guests as they fled, showing his frustrations towards them knowing they too were just as corrupt as the man hosting the event himself.

"Guards!" Cornhastings hollered in anger, "Capture these intruders at once! How dare they disrupt my guests!"

"Your guards aren't coming," Marco sneered, laughing darkly behind him.

Cornhastings stared out into the room, knowing it was true as he saw Jozu finish them off with the sweep of his arm. The room was now littered in well over two hundred bodies, most of them being guards.

"You scum! You terrible, low life, desperate scum! You ruined everything!" Cornhastings screeched at the top of his lungs. The effects were ones close of nails on a chalk board.

"You lied to us yoi." Marco's expression turned dark as Cornhastings turned to face him, stumbling backwards down the steps, "We don't appreciate it when someone lies to our father."

"So I might have left out a few details..."

"And your fate was sealed the moment you took and harmed one ours. No one, and I mean no one yoi, harms one of Whitebeards."

Cornhastings was soon out cold on the floor as Fossa struck him from behind on the head. Jozu cuffing him, prepared to drag him back to the Moby to face Whitebeard himself. Izo roughly pushed Darin forward, causing him to fall to his knees in front of Marco. Izo quickly went to Alexia, the keys obtained from Misu in his hands. Thatch slowly lowered Alexia to the ground as Izo undid the locks, halfway cradling her in his arms. Alexia herself was barely conscious, not even aware that they had come to save her.

"Lexi yoi" He turned away from Darin, kneeling down next to Thatch.

He frowned as he brushed her hair from in front of her eyes, finding her to body to be raging with a fever.

"Marco...I knew you'd find me." Alexia smiled weakly, barely holding her eyes open, "I just want to go home. I want some sleep."

"Of course Lexi, as soon as we get you back to the Moby that's what we'll do." He turned to face Darin, finding himself pulled up short as Alexia weakly grabbed his hand.

"Hey tell pops... tell pops that the corn man is evil. He's destroying this island, he hurt a bunch of people. He lied to pops. The marines are awful too. Can... can we just say fuck them both and free the island from both of them?" Her eyes were now closed, her voice becoming a thin whisper.

"I think Pops will like that idea. We'll take care of it all for you Lexi." Marco frowned as she completely lost consciousness, "Take her back to the ship."

"Don't take too long brother," Namur murmured, "Do what you must, but the Marines will be here to investigate soon. They can investigate the mansion and free the islanders. We can figure out how to take down the Marines after we've had a chance to regroup and know that Alexia is alright."

"Of course. I just have one thing to take care of, I'll meet you back at the ship." He turned to Darin as they exited the mansion, leaving the two of them alone, "I have a few things I'd like to discuss with you..."

The division commanders could hear the man's screams from the mansion as they left it behind them, no one looking back.

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