L.O.J.S.H 236

"Saint Charlos... just the man I've been looking for..." I said, grinning and taking great pleasure at the celestial dragon's immobile state as I put enough pressure to paralyze him on his shoulder.

The celestial dragon's retinue immediately reacted, charging at me without mincing any words, but I was ready for them. I took out my Malorian Arms and started shooting. I aimed at vitals with the intent to kill, of course. 

I avoid killing when unnecessary, but these guys won't be getting any such mercy. I despised celestial dragons with a passion, but I hated the bootlickers around them even more.

I didn't move a single inch as I continued firing, my hands moving incredibly quickly as my trajectory analysis did most of the work. I infused every bullet with haki and didn't miss a single shot, every projectile finding a new home in someone's skull or ribcage, exploding in a gory mess.

I only left one of the celestial dragon's retinue standing and activated my conquerors haki, knocking all bystanders unconscious, except for the last bodyguard and the father-daughter pair. 

"You," I said, pointing at the bodyguard in a black suit and matching shades. "An admiral is supposed to come running if someone assaults a celestial dragon, right?" I asked, gesturing towards Charlos with my gun and grinning as I felt him stiffen. 

"That's right, so you better stop while you still have the-" the bodyguard replied, trying to reason with me, but I cut him off with a bullet to his kneecap. He collapsed on the floor, screaming in pain and nursing his pulverized knee. 

"It's a yes or no question..." I said, shaking my head as I regarded the bodyguard with disapproval. "Don't make me ask again, will an admiral come or not?" I asked again, gaining a week nod and a grunt of pain this time. 

"Good, then call one," I said, gesturing for the bodyguard to hurry up. He seemed to forget his pain for a second as he turned to me with a puzzle, bewildered look.

"What?!" he exclaimed, eyes wide as he regarded me with the most exasperated expression I'd ever seen. His widened eyes grew wider when I shot the ground next to him, the bullet exploding and sending dirt flying. 

"You're getting on my nerve, hurry up and call an admiral before I decide I have no use for you," I added, shooting the bodyguard a cold glance, and he got the hint this time. 

He quickly fumbled through his pockets and retrieved a transponder snail, and immediately dialed a number with trembling hands. 

"Ma-marine HQ?" the bodyguard said in a shaking voice, pausing and waiting for a reply from the other side as the call connected. 

"Tell them I'll be waiting at the Ferris wheel. Charlos here come with me too," I added, gesturing towards the frozen celestial dragon, who could only move his eyes as they shiftily darted around.

The reply from the marine HQ communication center quickly came, and the bodyguard proceeded to report the situation in great detail, much to my satisfaction. 

I waited until he finished reporting and leveled my gun at his head, unmindful of his widening eyes and the fearful expression on his face as I pulled the trigger. 

"What are you two still doing here?" I asked as I turned to the father-daughter pair standing in the same spot, looking more and petrified as the seconds went by.

'Ah, shit, I probably traumatized the little girl...'

I sheepishly mused, feeling some guilt, but the little girl met my gaze with a pair of clear eyes, showing no fear, much to my surprise. 

"Hurry up, take your daughter, and get out of here..." I added, turning away from the girl and into her father, sending him an urging look, which seemed to snap him out of his daze. 

He quickly got up despite struggling because of his injury, held his hand's daughter, and left without saying a word. I watched them take off, my eyes glued to the little girl. She kept staring at me even as her father dragged her away. 

'What a weird little girl...' 

I shook my head, turning to the celestial dragon with a grin. 

"What say you we go for a walk?" 

...

Marine HQ

Fleet admiral's office

"HE WHAT?!" Sengoku exclaimed saliva and chewed rice crackers shooting out of his mouth and into vice-admiral Momonga's face, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets as he heard the latter's words.

"HAHAHAHAHAHAHA!" Garp laughed loudly from the side, further aggravating the fleet admiral as he sent him a death glare that was an inch away from being able to kill.

"Like I said, sir," Momonga said, calmly taking out a napkin to wipe his face with a blank look. "The pirate we failed to capture in Alabasta, Johnny Silver Hand, has sneaked into Sabaody Archipelago unnoticed and took Saint Charlos as a hostage," he added as he folded the napkin and put it away. 

"Did he make any demands?" Sengoku asked after taking a deep breath to calm himself as he sat back down in his chair. He felt a headache coming but ignored it and kept a neutral look. 

"None, sir," Momonga said, shaking his head. "He killed Saint Charlos entire retinue except for one and asked the only survivor to contact us to report the incident," he added, waving a hand to the side, exasperation leaking through his tone despite his stoic expression.

"No demands and no requests. The pirate only said he would be waiting for the admiral at the Ferris wheel at Sabaody Park and nothing else," Momonga concluded, barely stopping his eyes from twitching as Garp burst into another hysterical laughing fit. 

"Shut your mouth, Garp. It isn't funny!" Sengoku snapped, smacking his desk hard enough to crack as he turned to Momonga. "And you, why are you still standing here?!" he glared at the vice admiral, much to the latter's exasperation. 

"Get out of here this instant and tell Aokiji to head into the archipelago immediately," Sengoku instructed with a scowl, waving the vice-admiral off. "The safety of Saint Charlos takes precedence over anything else!" he concluded, watching Momonga leave with a stern expression.

"Taking a celestial dragon as a hostage, huh?" Garp muttered, grinning in amusement after Momonga left. "Looks like there are people even dumber than me out there, HAHAHAHAHAHA," he added, raising his head and laughing loudly, much to Sengoku's bemusement. 

"This is no laughing matter, Garp..." Sengoku said with a sigh, holding his head as he felt the headache finally come. 

"This situation won't end well for all parties involved. You should know that better than anyone, Garp..."