**Marineford: The Meeting Room**
In the grand meeting room of Marineford, the atmosphere was tense. High-ranking marine officials, including Fleet Admiral Sengoku, Vice Admiral Tsuru, and several others, sat around the polished table. Papers were scattered across the surface, detailing recent reports from the North Blue.
"Seven warships," Vice Admiral Tsuru said calmly, though her tone carried an edge of concern. "Seven warships have vanished in the North Blue within just one week. This is not a coincidence."
The room fell silent as the weight of her words sank in.
Sengoku adjusted his glasses, his brow furrowed. "This level of destruction cannot go unchecked. Whoever is behind this is not only powerful but bold. We need to act swiftly before this escalates further."
"I suggest sending reinforcements," one rear admiral proposed. "If this continues, it could undermine the Marines' authority in the North Blue."
Sengoku nodded, considering the suggestion. "Agreed. Vice Admiral Momonga, you will lead this investigation. Take two rear admirals with you and uncover the source of this chaos. If you find the perpetrators, arrest them."
Momonga, sitting quietly, gave a curt nod. "Understood, Fleet Admiral."
Tsuru leaned forward, her sharp eyes narrowing. "Be cautious. Whoever is responsible for this has managed to destroy multiple warships without leaving a single survivor. This isn't the work of ordinary pirates."
Sengoku's expression darkened. "We cannot let this threat spread any further. The World Government demands results."
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**The Last Island in the North Blue**
The sun shone brightly on the bustling port town of the last island in the North Blue. Yuji, Hancock, and Law walked through the crowded streets, observing the mix of merchants, travelers, and suspicious individuals that made up the town's population.
Bepo had been sent on a mission to purchase a log pose, a crucial navigational tool for their next journey. The bear trudged through the streets, drawing stares from passersby.
"Is that… a talking bear?" someone whispered.
"How disgusting," another muttered.
Bepo's ears drooped as he caught the insults. He clenched his fists and pressed on, reminding himself of Law's words "Don't let their opinions affect you. Focus on the task at hand."
He finally reached a stall where a grizzled vendor was displaying a variety of items. Among them was a single log pose.
"Excuse me," Bepo said politely, his voice soft but firm. "I'd like to buy that log pose."
The vendor eyed him with disdain but extended his hand. "50,000 berries."
Bepo handed over a pouch of money, careful not to spill any coins. The vendor snatched it, counted the berries, and pocketed them.
"Thank you," Bepo said, reaching for the log pose.
The vendor quickly pulled it away. "Sorry, bear. No refunds."
Bepo blinked, his polite demeanor faltering. "But I paid for it."
The vendor sneered. "Yeah, and? What are you gonna do about it, furball?"
Bepo's ears flattened against his head. "I… I just need the log pose. Please."
The vendor's laughter was cut short as Bepo's fist collided with his jaw, sending him sprawling to the ground. The surrounding crowd gasped, and whispers spread like wildfire.
Bepo stared at the unconscious vendor, his paw still clenched. "I'm sorry!" he said loudly, bowing to the gawking crowd.
He grabbed the log pose from the stall and hurried away, muttering apologies under his breath.
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**Back on the Ship**
Yuji stood at the helm of their stolen ship, watching the town from a distance. Law was leaning against the mast, flipping through a medical book, while Hancock sat nearby, absentmindedly tracing patterns on the deck with her fingers.
"Bepo's taking his time," Yuji remarked.
Law glanced up. "It's a port town. He's probably being harassed."
Hancock being Hancock was minding her own business
Moments later, Bepo appeared, trudging up the gangplank with slumped shoulders.
"Got the log pose?" Yuji asked, smiling at the sight of their navigator.
Bepo held up the log pose, his expression a mixture of triumph and guilt. "Yes, Captain. But…"
As he stepped forward, his foot caught on a loose plank. He stumbled, and the log pose slipped from his paws, shattering on the deck.
The crew stared in stunned silence.
"I'm sorry!" Bepo cried, bowing deeply. His voice cracked with despair. "I didn't mean to break it!"
Yuji blinked, then burst out laughing. "Oh, Bepo. Only you could turn buying a log pose into an adventure."
Hancock giggled, covering her mouth with her hand. "He really is something else."
Law sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "You're hopeless, Bepo. But at least you tried."
Bepo looked up, his eyes glistening. "I'll go back and get another one! I promise!"
Yuji placed a hand on the bear's shoulder, his expression softening. "Relax, Bepo. Mistakes happen. We'll figure something out."
Law nodded, his tone pragmatic. "There are other ways to navigate. We'll manage without a log pose for now."
Bepo's ears perked up slightly. "Thank you, Captain. Thank you"
As the crew prepared to leave the port, a shadow loomed over the North Blue. Vice Admiral Momonga's fleet had entered the region, their ships cutting through the waters with purpose.
Onboard the lead ship, Momonga stood at the bow, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. His gaze was fixed on the horizon, his expression grim.
"Prepare for anything," he ordered his crew. "Whoever is responsible for the destruction of our warships will pay dearly."
Behind him, the two rear admirals exchanged nervous glances. The North Blue had become a graveyard for marines, and they knew the dangers that lay ahead.
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**Back on the Ship**
(Yeah they steal a ship)
As the sun dipped below the horizon, Yuji and his crew set sail, the shattered remains of the log pose forgotten for the moment. The air was filled with a sense of anticipation and unease.
Yuji leaned against the helm, his silver hair glinting in the fading light. "The Grand Line is calling," he said softly.
Hancock, standing beside him, smiled. "Are you ready for what's to come?"
Yuji's grin widened. "Always."
Below deck, Bepo sat beside Law, his ears drooping slightly. "Do you think I'm a good navigator?" he asked hesitantly.
Law closed his book and looked at the bear. "You're clumsy and overly apologetic. But you have heart, Bepo. That's what matters."
Bepo's tail wagged slightly, a small smile spreading across his face. "Thanks, Captain."
Law smirked. "I'm not your captain."
As the ship sailed into the night, the crew was unaware of the marine fleet closing in on their position. The shadows of their pursuers grew longer, and the North Blue remained as treacherous as ever.
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