Seeing the battle continue in all its glory, Zygarde (Mew) clapped his hands in excitement, the cores on his chest flickering in response. With every clap of his hands, quakes were created as the pirates and the marines couldn't remain standing under the force.
Looking to the side, Zygarde (Mew) could see the Marine admirals returning as well, the now wet lava dude sporting a not so friendly face as he charged at Zygarde (Mew). Bothered by the disturbance again, Mew once more blasted him backwards from where he came.
The other Admirals didn't even bother attacking him, as Aokiji just went to Sengoku. Most of the pirates were already gone, with only the main crew of Whitebeard remaining, waiting for Whitebeard to board. They were confident Whitebeard would win, the question was only when.
Kizaru wanted to make a move, but a single look from the big bad Zygard made him halt in his tracks. He too had become emerged into the sea, having only gotten out thanks to the swift actions of Aokiji, who had froze the sea immediately.
Seeing his companion remain at the side of Sengoku, who was delegating medics to take care of the wounded, Kizaru wisely stayed put. What happened with Akainu was none of his concern. He would surely be fished out of the sea soon anyway.
Looking over the battle alongside Zygarde, they waited for a winner to emerge.
Strikes were unleashed, which were mostly blocked, but not all. At the end of the exchange, Blackbeard was the one who was laying bloody and battered on the ground, gasping to take in just a bit more air.
"You are weak, Teach. Let me tel you something. The one Roger was waiting for isn't you."
Taking a deep breath, the next thing Whitebeard yelled stunned all who saw it, those present and those seeing it from afar through the Den-Den-Mushi.
"ONE PIECE EXCISTS!"
Having said what he wanted, Whitebeards smirked at Blackbeard as he brought down his bisento.
With that, the life of the individual called Blackbeard had ended.
Glancing at Zygarde, Whitebeard nodded as he returned to his ship. At that time, the other ship moored at the bay, a whole new pirate crew stepping foot on the island.
"It seems we missed a lot."
A red haired man said, behind him many funny looking individuals were grouped up.
"We aren't needed after all."
He muttered, glancing at Whitebeard, who just smirked and made a motion with his head to point at Zygarde.
Seeing that the fight was over, Zygarde clapped his hands together, as the once breaking down island was slowly knitting itself back together under the stunned and watchful eyes of all the humans and pokemon present.
Truning back, Mew floated in front of the new people, observing them with a hint of curiosity.
[Injured? I'll call my kids to help!]
Mew said, glancing at the empty sleeve of the red haired man's jacket. Without any chance to reply, three bigger forms of Mew appeared, as Rem, Ram and Rex glanced at the pirate.
"It seems you will have your hands full, Red hair. Gurarara, send it my way once you're done. I need to give it some food as a treat."
Perking up at those words, Mew happily waved at Whitebeard, who shook in laughter as he boarded his ship and left the island. The marines could do nothing but watch as their enemy left and came as if they owned the place.
"Let's go back as well. The marines have their work cut out for them already."
Red Haired Shanks said, he and his men leaving as soon as they had come.
Looking at the three Mewtwo who were sending all kinds of weird energy at the stump of his arm, Shanks just looked in the distance, wondering how weird this world had become. Cats could suddenly talk and use more than one devil fruit power.
Chuckling, Shanks reached out for some beer, only to notice a new untanned arm, one that was a smooth as a baby's buttscheeks.
Flexing it back and forth, he could only laugh at the absurdity of it, as he and his men began to party immediately.
Leaving the funny tomato behind, Mew went to look for Whitebeard, wanting to taste some of the food he would prepare in thanks.
Gengar felt as if he had been completely forgotten, having returned to Mew's shadow just in time to travel along. He was sure he would have been left behind if it was up to Mew. Mew was a bit scatterbrained after all and easily forgot things.