God,… this is taking too long…

Ace was currently walking through the thick foliage of a rainforest island somewhere in the New World. The thick humidity of the biome making him sweat, which didn’t help him in trying to avoid griping over above-ground tree roots.

Ace was on a mission, unfortunately. You see, this jungle island was part of the Whitebeard pirates territory. Lately, their has been someone… disrupting the peace and generally being a damn menace, and because it was Whitebeards job to maintain peace within his territories, he asked Ace if he could handle the problem, or at least bring whoever it was to him to deal with. Ace accepted quickly, assuming it would be easy and a good excuse to get off the ship, but he was starting to regret agreeing. He had been at this for too long, and found practically nothing!

He had boarded the island on a small ship considering it was just him, and his arrival was met with relief from the villagers, a lot of it. They were quick to complain that someone was causing havoc in their town, and when he asked who this person was, they went quiet. No one had been able to actually spot them. All they could say is that they had abilities no normal human did. Great, looks like he had a devil fruit user on his hands. When he asked for where to find the one causing chaos, he was pointed to the large, looming jungle behind the town. Ace calmly shrugged and trudged forward, oblivious to how damn long this would take…

He had already been walking for what seemed like forever, the shore completely obscured by massive trees. He had to refrain, multiple times, from burning the jungle down. It sure would make his search easier, even if Whitebeard would kick his ass for it. He continued on, but he felt like he was being watched. Suddenly, he caught movement in the corner of his eyes. He stood still, about to ignore it, until he heard the rustling of leaves. He tensed up.

“Who’s there?”

Ace called out, his dark eyes scanning his surroundings cautiously.