The Bellamy Operation - #1
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The sun was sharp and strong on this morning, pelting the island known as Notice. Once a hub for great cooks and chefs, it was now deprived of grandeur. Rumors had it a big time pirate crew from the first half of the Grand Line, with connections deep, had taken over. Yet, the rumors were unconfirmed, many believing it was a farce to explain the lost etiquette of the chefs. Tourists became scarce. Yet, the island was always bustling. A dark veil had enveloped the island, under the sign of the
smiling skeleton.
Inside a dark room, computers beeped. Several black den den mushis were littered all over the room. They were connected by a cable, buzzing as they went through the interface. A real operation. The Bellamy flag was all over,as well as several Marine pictures. A voice called out.
[Voice] “Latched on! Hahaha! Captain was right! These Government fools won’t know what hit them! With this operation, we’ll be able to tap into all unencrypted Government channels!”
[Voice] “We’ll be rich!”
The camera receded, showing the bright sun once more. Instead of a dark room, the sun lit up a
desolate dock. There were no commercial ships, only ships with clear signs of being ransacked. Guarding the docks were at least a dozen pirates, scattered over the area. Four fishing in the waters. Three playing cards in front of the center building. Two patrolling the path inland. Three on top of the small houses, guns drawn.
In Notice, an important operating to a
particular crew was being conducted. The world would come to
Notice.