One Piece: Reborn and Skypiean

66

Chapter 66

Title: War Commander?!

….

Amon turned into his element, lighting, and rushed towards Whiskey Peak. Although the weather was not a problem for him, it was difficult to navigate in the vast blue sea even with the timeless pose of the log.

Nonetheless, because Doflamigo was able to, Amon had no reason to fail. It took a few extra seconds than he had anticipated, but about a minute after he left the sky, Amon arrived at Whiskey Peak. 1/10th of the lighting speed was too fast.

Amon doesn't go straight to Whiskey Peak. If an Admiral were to come then he would observe the situation and would have to flee if things got out of hand. So, for the time being he preferred to observe the entire Whiskey Peak for a strong presence. 

He was unable to find such a thing, so he decided to search the mayor's building, where Robin was.

"Fw..."

Seeing the cause of his call, Amon heaved a sigh of relief. It was too easy for him to defeat that enemy. The sand will only turn into glass after a lightning strike. Although it is still a mystery whether Crocodile will be able to move after getting a light attack or turn into a glass stone. Or perhaps, it would be a new type of 'Kekkei Genkai'…

«...★…»

Amon calmed down and put on different clothes in an instant. In a hurry, he did not even change his tattered clothes from the fight with the AI. After a few seconds of preparing himself, Amon took a deep breath to calm his heart and started walking forward to the office.

….

Knock it! Knock it!

Knocking on the door twice, he opened the door without waiting. 

"Wassup, I'm back R–Miss All Sunday." Amon 'fixed' himself after seeing an uninvited guest sitting on a chair. 

With Robin staring at him with eyes full of surprise and relief, the guest, Crocodile stared at him for a while. This is the kid who has been stealing his name for a while now. He has complicated his plans.The 6 years of his plans will almost be screwed by him.

He wanted to kill him here and how, after all, this was his territory. If the news came out, which was most likely to happen, it would be troublesome for his Warlord position. 

'Hn, first of all I just need to lure him away.' Crocodile thought as he stared at Amon with his eyes half closed as usual. 'I hate doing things that are so stealthy, as if I were a rat. But I also must not be too rash, I must be patient.'

Crocodile knocked on the table twice while Amon looked at him with raised eyebrows. "Welcome, Lucifer. I've been waiting all day."

Amon looked at him silently, immediately after, a smile bloomed on his face. "Oh, you must... Master Crocodile(?)." 

Crocodile frowned at the uncertainty in his tone. It was quite impressive for someone not to recognize him at first glance around this area, especially for someone famous as the best hunter. 

"Yes..." But he refrained from sucking it dry. "You should have recognized me at first sight, this proves how worthless you really are."

Robin nodded at hearing it. "Mr Cro—"

"Ahh, Sunday. Quiet." Calm." Amon raised his hand lightly and walked over, while Robin had just risen from her seat, making room for Amon to sit on the chair. 

Sitting in a comfortable chair, Amon smiled at Crocodile. "Is that so? In that case, it was a mistake from my side, however, you should also show me some respect. I'm sure you're aware that the best hunters of this generation aren't weak."

Crocodile frowned internally hearing him, although he maintained a calm demeanor. 'I am invincible. Especially on a sandy island like this. Lucky for him, this time I'm not here to take his worthless life.'

Crocodile was overconfident, and that was and will be the reason behind his downfall. 

Amon sneered internally feeling his overconfidence.

"Instead," Amon pressed the bell on the table. "Why don't we just talk about important things?"

While Robin continues to stare at him, a hunter arrives and Amon orders a cold drink even though Crocodile takes nothing while Amon gets mango ice cream for himself. Robin was just standing by his side.

Amon looked at Crocodile with a smile on his face. “Alright, let's talk..”.

….

"So they want me to be the Warlord?"

Amon asked with a spoon in his mouth and his head slightly tilted. It was not something he had not expected before. The Marines need a Warlord to keep the Emperor in balance. However, many people opposed to the loathsome and filthy pirates gained the protection of the Law. So it makes sense that the Marines would want a strong individual with a clean background to take that vacant position.

"Yes, don't ask me any further. I don't know anything else, I'm here just for my personal benefit."

Amon ignored him for now. Currently, there are 6 warlords. Dracule Mihawk, Gecko Moria, Bartholomew Kuma, Jinbei, Donquixote Doflamingo, and finally, Crocodile.

'Tiger fishermen attacked Marijoise in 1509, it was a famous incident. That was also when Boa Hancock was released. So it's only been 5 years. I know about the existence of the Kuja Pirates, but they don't seem to pose much of a threat to accept the offer of becoming a Warlord.' Amon thought in his heart. 

Boa Hancock had applied for the position before, but she turned it down for pride. Although in the canon, he would receive sooner or later, it would not happen in this timeline.

Warlord's position didn't seem too bad for Amon, after all, he would be able to do a lot with legal protection. That's a nice plus actually, at least for Amon who is currently trying to do things in disguise. Moreover, by taking the position of Boa Hancock, he would kill two birds with one stone.

'According to my calculations, in 3 more years, my little sky island will become a formidable Kingdom.' Amon grinned in his heart, he will soon go to the moon. 'And me? I should be able to face an Admiral, or at least match one by pushing myself to the limit.'

It was decided later. Amon opened his mouth. "alright. But I assume a Marine should have come, may I ask why you, another Warlord came to me?"

He'll try to cover it up now. The feeling of power, this child already felt it. Sweeping him into the darkness would be easy, at this rate, he might not need to kill him, but rather he would receive a powerful henchman.

….

Crocodile asks Robin to leave the room, which is not compiled by Amon. Not before pulling him to the side and whispering something in his ear.

As Robin leaves, Croc then goes on to explain his plan. Although it was obvious, he greatly reduced it. He wasn't sure of the boy's mentality, it would be a problem if he held on to the hero complex. Therefore, he was always ready to finish off Ammon at any time. He could only say Amon was doing illegal activities and people would believe him, after all he was a hero! I-ah-ah-ah-ah!

On the other hand, Amon was more than conscious, so he listened attentively. 

In short, Crocodile wanted to create an organization that would one day take over Alabasta. Quite interesting to Amon how he let such confidential information so easily. But he considers Crocodile only honest from what he learned about Amon's greed. After all, he asked 10 billion to save Alabasta last time while proposing not to help otherwise. 

Crocodile is good at making plans, so he easily 'sees' Amon's personality all at once. It was only because Amon wanted to of course.

Yet…

"It would be foolish for you to assume I would work under you .." said Amon with his finger swirling on the table. "I mean, soon I'll be a Warlord too. How do you expect me to work under you? 9-10 deal? Really?!" Amon laughed out loud, but soon stopped. He leaned forward, looking at Crock's eyes coldly. "I'll only receive 50-50."

Normally, 50-50 would be something like a 'loss' for Amon. But this time the one who gave the proposal was a man who was too confident, besides that–

“Ku-ah-ah-ah..” Crocodile laughs at hearing that. 'Why blaspheme. Not that it matters, it seems like I really should kill him.'

He mourns the loss of a potential subordinate, and decides to finish the job. Unlike when the conversation started, right now, there were water bottles and buckets around the room. 'When…'

"Yes my. Mr. Crocodile." Amon smiled to see it. "Will you see the face you made? You underestimated me too much, huh? You see, my assistant is quite 'useful'. Literally, hahaha!"

Amon chuckled lightly and leaned back in his chair. "Even a child knows that water is a Devil Fruit's natural weakness, especially according to my theory, your Sand-Sand fruit." 

“...” Crocodile did not say anything, not because he was afraid. After all, he was fighting Whitebeard. He decides to continue his murder until Amon pulls out a dagger from under the table. "By the way, it's a sea stone dagger. Not only that, my assistant outside is ready to shout out your weakness to everyone. Imagine your future enemies' advantage over you after they know this."

After this, Crocodile did not know if it would be a good thing to try and kill him here. After all, there was no stopping him from doing so any time soon. 'I acted like a cornered rat.'

….

Without much choice, Crocodile accepted his 50-50 deal and left. He glared at Robin outside who giggled. Amon had just told him about his weakness, so it was fine to smuggle some water bottles and buckets into the room with his strength. 

Frowning, Crocodile walked away. He'll kill her next time when she's not in his territory. The next time will be soon.

"My-ah-ah-ah!"

Unbeknownst to Crocodile, Amon already has a spy in his small Baroque Works.

«...★…»

Meanwhile, at the Naval Headquarters, Ford Marine! Two old men were sitting in the Fleet Admiral's office.

A long pigtail-bearded man turned his chair to the left and looked at the old man sitting on the bench and eating a rice cracker. 

"Hey, Garp. What do you think of the boy who became the new Shichibukai?"

"Well?!" The old man who was rubbed, the Sea Hero Garp groaned. "What does this have to do with me? Leave me alone, Sengoku! I'm busy thinking..."

He was not interested in this matter at all. He had more important problems in his mind.

Fleet admiral, Sengoku's face became flat. Shortly after, he shouted. "Oi, Garp!" 

Garp frowned and looked at him. “What do you want?” 

“...” Sengoku just sighed. He knows how Garp feels, he has a daughter. “Did your grandson cause another commotion? Shit, I want to meet him someday.” He said as GARP chewed on his biscuits. “By the way, just ignore it for now.. I have something important to say.”.

Garp, still chewing crackers, looked at him. "What?"

"The kid." Sengoku frowned. "What do you think he is? A birkan? Or the man who planted the wings?" There are mad scientists in this world. "Because I don't think they're the cause of the devil's fruit."

Garp tilted his head in confusion. "Huh? Who else—oh! I recall. That bounty hunter kid, the kid who accepted Warlord's offer?"

"Yes, yes he is," Sengoku replied directly. "Supreme Commander, Kong and the 5 Elders decided on this, I was just notified this afternoon." He said in a slightly angry tone while cursing softly, "That bastard ..."

Garp continued to eat the crackers, while he suddenly laughed. “Bwahaha, you know I've heard Roger go to the island of Heaven. Maybe that child is his son! Swahaha!”

While Sengoku was about to fall out of his chair, GARP burst into laughter.

"Huh," GARP stopped. "Keep aside the joke .. 7 the warlord position will be filled if the boy accepts the offer."

Sengoku remained silent, already knowing his next words. 

"This era .. it will end in a few more years."