# Shaarib let out a deep sigh when Cavendish hit the rail and never got up. The fight was over, meters away Suleiman was dying his blood forming a pool around him. Why would they fight anymore when their captain and second in command were down ? At least that what the Rear-Admiral thought before hearing :
"He was beautiful!" One pirate cried in anguish. "He was so beautiful!"
"How dare you harm our beautiful captain~!?" Sobbed out another woman wearing a powdered wig.
One woman could only garble out noises and point towards her captain, whom was up against the railing of The Sleeping White Horse of the Forest upside-down in a very awful position.
He completely forgot about Cavendish background, the man was exiled because women refused to marry anyone else besides him. How could they be so stupid ? Could they really believe that they were going to accomplish something the oh great Cavendish couldn't ? Shaarib saw them coming at him and wanted to retaliate but realized that he couldn't. Not that he was the type of guy to say he would never hit a woman. No he was far from that, first he was a soldier, on the front their was no discrimination and Dadan sure remember that. The problem was that our hero couldn't move his arms. They were shaking since the adrenaline wasn't there no more. The shandian got full of himself and didn't predict that time of outcome. Now he was facing the results. Shaarib had only one option, run, with a bounce he began walking on thin air and got higher enough to dodge the incoming furies. Standing above them, the winged-man yelled :
- "Shut the hell up ! He's dead now ! The man just killed half of your crewmate and you are here crying and yelling, I don't have time for you ! Either you surrender yourselves or Daddy-Sama is going to kill ya, in cold blood like he did with them two dead pirates !", Shaarib looked behind him and made a hand-sign to Ayol. "Ayol, can you take the blonde guys body and show it to the rest of the pirates still firing cann-", the marine was interrupted by a loud CRACK, NAGLFAR ! His ship ! His ship with documentation on Vergo ! All his proofs ! his mind went blank as desperately began running toward it.
The hull took some pretty good damage but the ship was alright, it wasn't going to sink but Shaarib knew it wasn't going to move either now. The marine fell on the bridge and began giving orders to the rest of the crew, they needed to go to the other ship but first they were going to take all the goods they can while he was going to sit there and wait a little. But you should know that things never going as projected. His Den-Den mushi was ringing. Who could call him at that moment ?
- "Rear-Admiral Hassan, I heard you were dodging calls so I took my personal time to call you. We received news from G5, the bounty hunter you allied with, took down Vice Admiral Vergo and showed proof he was a traitor, something you seemed to forget when you sent your report. You will get here ASAP, I give you one week ! " It was the Sengoku, second time they were talking to each other, not that he could call it a conversation but...
Shaarib was pissed, his blood was boiling. Nero, that son of bitch got quicker than him ! How did he knew Vergo was a traitor ?! It was going to be his shiny moment ! He was going to wash the 169th name and now it was all gone. The VA was dead and the higher-ups were going to do the same with Shaarib. The day began fucking well ! He was going to arrest a Super Rookie and then arrest a dirty marine, something people dreamed about. But but but, It wasn't because Vergo was down that the conspiration was over. He needed to know who that Joker guy was. Shaarib stood there for some times, trying to predict where things will go from there before a soldier came to him saying all of the operation was done. Naglfar wasn't going to sail anymore, they tied both of the ship together, Naglfar will receive repairs on Marijoie or MarineFord, they emptied his quarters, even his little altar was safe and sound. They switched the flags for marine's and finally put the rest of the soldiers in the cells. How long was he out ? !
Shaarib would have preferred to throw them at the sea but Ayol made her choice, Shaarib wasn't in position to give order from where he was. As he walked on the little wooden try that served to link up both ships. He let out one more time a deep sigh, it was going to be a long trip to Marineford. #
- Yare Yare...