Deep in the heart of the Familiar Forest, the earth trembled beneath the weight of a massive power. Garp stood in a clearing, his grin stretching from ear to ear as he squared off against the Chaos Karma Dragon, Tiamat—one of the most powerful and prideful beings in the underworld.
The enormous dragon was a sight to behold, her shimmering blue scales radiating an aura of destruction and chaos. Her piercing azure eyes locked onto Garp with a mix of disdain and curiosity. It was rare for anyone to approach her lair, and rarer still for someone to stand there as confidently as this old man.
"Leave, mortal," Tiamat growled, her voice low and menacing, reverberating through the forest. "You are beneath my notice."
"Beneath you?" Garp said, cracking his knuckles. "I came here looking for a good fight, and I'll be damned if I leave without one."
Tiamat's eyes narrowed, irritation flickering across her face. "You dare to challenge me? Do you know who I am?"
"I don't care who you are," Garp said, his grin widening. "I just want to see if you're strong enough to give me a good workout."
The Fight Begins
At first, Tiamat ignored him, her massive form turning back toward her nest. She had no patience for what she assumed was just another foolish devil overestimating their strength.
But Garp wasn't about to let her walk away. "What's the matter? Scared of a little sparring?" he taunted, his booming laughter filling the clearing.
Tiamat froze. Slowly, she turned her massive head back toward him, her eyes narrowing dangerously. "Scared?" she repeated, her voice cold and sharp. "You dare insult me?"
"Well, you're running away, aren't you?" Garp said, shrugging.
The ground beneath them cracked as Tiamat's aura flared, her towering form radiating fury. "Fine. If you wish to die, I'll grant your wish."
With a deafening roar, Tiamat charged, her claws slashing through the air with devastating force. Garp laughed as he dodged, his movements deceptively agile for someone his size.
"That's more like it!" he shouted, his fists colliding with her claw in a thunderous impact that sent shockwaves through the forest.
Garp's Dominance
For all her ferocity, it didn't take long for Garp to establish dominance in the fight. Tiamat unleashed torrents of chaotic energy, her flames scorching the earth and her claws tearing through trees. But Garp met every attack head-on, his sheer physical strength and experience rendering her efforts ineffective.
At one point, Tiamat unleashed a massive beam of energy that carved through the forest, obliterating everything in its path. Garp simply laughed, leaping through the beam and landing a devastating punch squarely on her snout.
The dragon stumbled back, dazed, as Garp dusted off his hands. "Is that all you've got?" he asked, his tone equal parts mocking and disappointed.
Tiamat growled, her pride stung. "You are stronger than I expected," she admitted grudgingly. "Perhaps… worthy of becoming my partner."
Tiamat's Offer
The shift in her tone caught Garp off guard. Tiamat lowered her massive form slightly, her piercing gaze softening as she addressed him.
"Few have ever stood against me and lived," she said, her voice resonating with a strange mix of respect and arrogance. "You have proven your worth. I offer you the honor of becoming my partner—a bond between dragon and warrior that will make us both unstoppable."
For a moment, there was silence. Then, Garp burst out laughing.
"Partner? With you?" he said between guffaws. "I don't need a partner! I'm just here for a fight."
Tiamat blinked, her expression shifting from disbelief to anger. "You… reject me?"
"Of course," Garp said, shrugging. "I don't need some big lizard following me around. No offense."
Round Two
Tiamat's fury erupted like a volcano. "Lizard?!" she roared, her aura flaring with renewed intensity. "How dare you insult me?!"
With a deafening roar, she lunged at Garp again, her claws and fangs glowing with chaotic energy. The forest shook as the two clashed once more, their battle even more intense than before.
This time, Tiamat fought with a wild desperation, her pride driving her to push beyond her limits. But Garp was relentless, his grin never wavering as he countered every attack with ease.
The fight dragged on, the forest around them reduced to rubble. But no matter how fiercely Tiamat fought, she couldn't overcome Garp's overwhelming strength and experience.
Finally, with a massive punch to her jaw, Garp sent Tiamat crashing to the ground. She lay there, stunned, as Garp dusted off his hands and stood over her.
Tiamat's Obsession
For a moment, there was silence. Then, to Garp's surprise, Tiamat began to laugh—a deep, rumbling sound that echoed through the clearing.
"You… are unlike anyone I have ever faced," she said, her voice tinged with something almost like admiration. "You have defeated me not once, but twice. You are… worthy."
Before Garp could respond, Tiamat's massive form began to shimmer. A glow enveloped her body, and when it faded, the towering dragon had been replaced by a stunningly beautiful woman.
Her long, flowing hair was the same shade of shimmering blue as her scales, and her piercing eyes retained their draconic intensity. She stood tall and proud, her regal aura undiminished despite her humanoid form.
"From this day forward," she declared, stepping toward Garp, "I am yours. Whether you accept me or not, I will follow you until the end of time."
Garp blinked, his grin faltering slightly. "Uh… what?"
"I have chosen you," Tiamat said simply, crossing her arms. "As the strongest being I've encountered, you are now my partner."
Garp scratched the back of his head, looking thoroughly unimpressed. "Look, lady, I told you—I don't need a partner."
Tiamat smirked, her confidence unshaken. "You'll change your mind. In time, you'll see that we are destined to be together."
The Group Arrives
Just as Garp was about to argue further, the rest of Raizer's peerage arrived, drawn by the sounds of the battle.
"What the hell happened here?" Shiki asked, looking around at the ruined forest.
"I found a dragon," Garp said casually.
"And destroyed half the forest," Mihawk added dryly, his sharp eyes scanning Tiamat. "Who's the woman?"
Tiamat turned to the group, her piercing gaze sweeping over them. "I am Tiamat, the Chaos Karma Dragon," she said proudly. "And from this day forward, I am bound to this man."
"Bound to Garp?" Akainu said, raising an eyebrow. "Why does that sound like a disaster waiting to happen?"
"It's already a disaster," Kuzan muttered, adjusting his coat.
Raizer sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Garp, what did you do this time?"
"Nothing!" Garp said, grinning. "She's just mad because I beat her twice."
Tiamat shot him a glare but said nothing, her pride as a dragon forcing her to accept the truth.
Cliffhanger: A New Addition
As the group began to process the situation, Tiamat turned to Raizer, her expression calm but firm. "You are the leader of this peerage, yes?"
Raizer nodded, unsure of where this was going.
"Then you must accept me into your group," Tiamat said. "I will serve alongside this man."
Raizer blinked, his golden eyes narrowing. "We'll… talk about it."
Tiamat smirked, clearly confident in her place.
In the background, Shiki leaned over to Mihawk. "This is going to be fun to watch," he whispered.
Mihawk sighed, already dreading the chaos to come.
This chapter blends humor, action, and character interactions, setting up Tiamat's obsession with Garp and her potential role in Raizer's peerage. Let me know if you'd like any adjustments!