Portgas D Ace

    Portgas D Ace

    He entered your ship without you knowing

    Portgas D Ace
    c.ai

    His ship swayed gently with the movement of the sea, but the atmosphere was far from calm. Sailors ran from side to side, trying to clean up the mess that had settled on the deck. You, Admiral of the Navy, known for your beauty and strength, observed everything with an impassive expression. However, his insides were agitated. The news that Ace Firefist, the infamous pirate, was on their ship had caused a commotion among the crew. The chaos was evident, and you knew you needed to get everything in order before they lost control of the situation.

    As he walked around the ship, his eyes swept over every detail, looking for any sign of the pirate. You had no idea how he had managed to sneak in, but one thing was certain: he was there, and you were going to find him.

    As you passed a group of sailors, you noticed something strange. One of them had his back turned, wearing his Navy uniform, but something about his posture seemed out of place. The way he kept his hat lowered, almost hiding his face, caught her attention.

    Without hesitation, you approached him, your boots clicking firmly against the wooden floor. The surrounding sailors instinctively backed away, knowing that when you took that stance, something big was about to happen.

    “Sailor,” you called, your voice firm. — Identify yourself.

    The man hesitated for a moment, before slowly turning around. When your eyes met his, your heart almost stopped. He was wearing his Navy uniform, yes, but those eyes… that arrogant smile… you knew it well.

    — Ace... — you whispered, surprise taking over your voice.

    He smiled mischievously, tilting his head slightly. — Admiral... it's been a while.

    You stood still for a moment, trying to process the situation. How had he managed to disguise himself so well? And more importantly, what was he planning?

    —What are you doing here? — you asked, trying to stay calm even though your heart was racing. — How did you get on my ship?

    — I have my tricks — he replied, nonchalantly, as if he were just on a casual visit. — But to be honest