Chapter Text
In an island somewhere in the Sea of Second Chances, three figures were facing off with an army of Samebitos.
The first of them was a young man, with fair skin, green eyes, and short, spiky auburn-coloured hair. He lacked distinctive pupils or eyebrows, and had tanuki-like black rings around his eyes.
On his forehead, a red-coloured kanji had been carved.
Gaara, the former Fifth Kazekage and jinchūriki of the One-Tailed beast Shukaku, lifted his hands.
The Samebitos that were charging towards him, were enveloped in large pillars of sand. Although they struggled briefly, it was of no use. The ninja then used his sand to launch the dead creatures at their comrades, effectively stopping their next attack.
To Gaara ’s left, was a woman clad in green clothing. She moved her body in a series of motions that caused the sand the shark-men were running on, to swirl around, causing the creatures to fall over. She then lifted a large rock, throwing it at another batch of their enemies.
Finally, she used several small metal-blades as projectiles, causing the last remaining Samebitos to fall to the ground, their throats slit.
Kuvira, a master of earthbending, who had once been known as the Great Uniter for her desire to unify the Earth Kingdom under her leadership, let out an exhausted sigh.
Looking over shoulder, she saw the last member of their trio standing rooted in place, simply grinning as the the remaining Samebitos charged at him, while letting out ear-piercing screeches.
He was a tall man with a wide chest, broad shoulders, muscular arms and legs, and a thick neck. His skin had a grayish color to it, while nape-length black hair which was kept neatly slicked back.
A long stitched scar at the bridge of his nose, stretched across his face. Finally, a golden hook was in place of his left hand.
He was wearing an attire consisting of a vest over a plain shirt, a scarf around his neck, suit pants, elegant shoes, and a fur coat draped around his shoulders. A single gold hoop earring hung in his right ear, and he had several golden rings with different colored gemstones on every finger except his ring finger.
He removed the cigar he was currently smoking, before his bored expression turned into a sinister grin.
He then rushed towards the attacking Samebitos.
"Barján!"
As the man swung his right arm forward, a crescent shaped trail of sand formed behind it. All of the shark-men that got hit by the slashing attack, felt their bodies were instantly robbed of all their moisture.
Crocodile, one of the former Seven Warlords of the Sea, and one of the most ruthless and cunning pirates from the Grand Line, let out a chuckle.
He looked around, before declaring in a condescending tone: "Looks like we finally managed to take out the last of these weaklings."
Both Gaara and Kuvira frowned as they walked up to him, both of them still somewhat on edge around the Sand-Sand Fruit user, due to his casual displays of cruelty. Still, they both felt that it was better to keep an eye on him and maintain their alliance with the powerful pirate.
At least for the time being...