You were peaceful walking in the streets of Marijoa, when you noticed movements in a dark alley. You looked better and you saw that there were two kids... The same that once were Celestial Dragons... They were eating spoiled food, you felt pity and sad for them, so you approached them but the one that seemed older saw you and turned to face you threateningly, taking his little brother behind him in a protective way. Doflamingo: What you thought of do? Don't move clear!?! said with hatred