One Piece 2nd Generation: Escapees From Impel Down Part 1

As the Baratie got smaller in the distance, Fantasia relaxed against the wall. Rhea came up to her. "Thank you for coming. We need a better navigator." She hands her a compass and a map.

"It's alright. From what I know your old one completely blowed."

Rhea hid her anger behind a smile. Her eyebrow constantly twitched with anguish. She walked away into the kitchen.

Kent and Jericho sat on the main deck playing paper, rock, scissors. "Jericho. Can I ask you something?"

"Sure.... As long as it's not something you need a doctor for."

"Nope. It's just. It's been so long."

"I was thinking the same thing."

"So the next island we land on?"

"Yeah." Nodded Jericho. "A battle to see who's stronger!" They said simultaneously.

"But first. I noticed that we need a flag. Sooo." He took out a small piece of paper with a poorly drawn Jolly Roger and gears behind it. "Amazing right?!"

"I wouldn't go so far as to call it that."

Fantasia looked through the telescope from left to right. She saw nothing but the vast blue sea. She exhaled and dropped to a lower deck. "Well. It's nothing but water for a while."

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On an island not far from the Baratie, a group of fugitives had made the local town their hideout. Thugs pillaged through shops and stores as the citizens cowered behind anything they could find. A little boy held onto his mothers dress. "I'm scared." He said in a small voice. A large brute threw a barrel towards the kid.

"Shut the hell up kid. And get me some more sake!" He let out a loud laugh. "Man it's so good to be free."

"Yeah! I probably would've broken out if I wanted to!" Shouted another brute sitting at a table. "But we owe it to that idiot. Monkey D. Luffy. He sure helps us out."

"Even if he did put us in the middle of the War Of The Best." Said another as he chugged down a mug of grog. "But we owe it to Roche and George. They're the one who got our asses out of that stupid war."

A tall man walked down the street wearing a prisoners outfit. "Well. Before we set out sea. We need some new clothes." An uproar of laughter erupted.

"Good idea Captain Roche. We'll find ya something fancy."

The kid and his mother fled away from the scene into the woods. Waiting for them was the marines. Holding a Den Den Mushi a marine spoke into it. "Roche Thompson. Escapee from Impel Down. In sight."

"Good. Now capture him and all the others. Immediately."

"Yes sir." They all charged out of the bushes and rushed upon the thugs.

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