The Wave

11:49PM


"Fidel. Why is it that you are so set on this plan to get your name known as a Pirate? Why don't you just leave the revolutionary army and pursue that wholeheartedly. I understand you are Qari's son but.....that doesn't mean your are set to follow his path. He does this because he has to. You on the other hand don't." Bill spoke coming toward Fidel. He didn't feel any type of way about Fidel and what he was doing he just grew close. Even though he was instructed not to. The Boy has been in a couple jams and Bill has saved him. Bill has been in a couple jams and Fidel came and saved him. They've drunk together. Even taken down a few Woman together. They relationship being that of a best friend type deal or even a Older and Younger Brother thing. As they did things each didn't like. Harsh words have always been thrown but their was not truly meaning behind them. And they made up each time. The words Bill spoke were mainly to just see Fidel truly be happen. As a revolutionary Fidel didn't seem like the type that was cut out for it. It being more like he was obligated to be a part of. Bill understood though Fidel could change. And has seen some bright spots in Fidel's ways. But, at his core the life of piracy was rooted deep. Those years he was with that crew left a lasting mark. Bill doesn't even push the blame all the way to Fidel. As Qari knew exactly where Fidel was when he first ran away. That boy may think his Father only recently started to care. But Qari has always cared for those close to him. And may be one of the reasons he is the Man trying to change this world.

Fidel would look at Bill for a few seconds before downing the bottle before him. The strong liquid streaming down both sides of his face. He didn't stop till it was all gone. They were deep in the forest right now, taking a break from a journey. Drinking and eating by a fire they both created. "Bill yous drunk. And everya time you get like this, you say the same thing. Truuuussst me! My life as a pirate died when my crew died, if you want me to be blunt! I could never sail under another Jolly Roger unless it was the one we used. Well....I couldn't sail unda one truthfully. Yah know what I am sayin'?"
There was a pause as Bill just looked at Fidel. He thought about it before giving his answer. "No, I don't get anything you just said."


"Shishishishi, damn! I'll jus tellya when we aren't soooo fucked. Up. Cause you in yah feelings!" Fidel would say as he would fall backwards. He was sitting down indian style when he was speaking. But, after he spoke to Bill again he would pass out. He had one to many. Both weren't the best when it came to approaching things how someone in the revolutionary army should. Them drinking like this was a prime example of that.  Their 'journey' was to the other side of Jaya Island. There was a freshly established port. They didn't know exactly where it was but were confident they'd find it. The rumors were that people were being taken from Mock town and to this new port. No one however made a move to stop this. There were a lot of different things said in the rumors. But simply being caught and sold into slavery was going on. Jaya Island was the Pirate Capital right now. But, kidnapping others and sending them into slavery wasn't something done here. It was kinda like a unspoken rule. What Bill and Fidel were going to do was stop them. Not for the sake of the Pirates but because of this is one thing a Revolutionary can't stand for. No one deserves to be put into servitude against their will. Even Pirates.

Standing up Bill would go into his bag and remove a cover. It was chilly tonight and Fidel has gotten to found of wearing a hawaiian shirt and short everyday. That was fine and all but at night it got really cold. So, with a blanket in hand he'd put it over Fidel. Following that he'd go over to the fire. He'd put the fire out as he wasn't a fan of letting it just burn whilst he slept. Weary of wild sparks that could possibly set him on fire in his sleep. He would move Fidel but he had found out Fidel wasn't the type you just moved or even touched when he fell asleep. Even though he liked to portray being such a none caring hard ass he was plagued by some demons in his sleep. Coming when he couldn't put up a front. That didn't mean Fidel was a softy. No, he was still someone you'd call a Monster when it came to combat. He just wasn't a cold hearted  one like he wanted to act. Bill did feel he was close to that edge however.


6:23AM

He awoke to the smell of ham and eggs. The delicious aroma filling his nostrils and making his mouth water a bit. Bill cooking them over a open fire. Calico would lay their for a bit. He usually didn't fall asleep this earlier nor was he the type to get up this early. The sounds of birds chirping filled his ears. That wasn't the only thing that he heard as it was like he was attuned with nature. "The islands in the south are ~ Warm〜 ♪. Paina-purupuru ~ Their heads get really hot 〜 ♪. SEC-"
Fidel was a lover of music. Instruments or singing. That however did not mean he was good at it in anyway. He was pretty bad. But, that never stopped him. Nor will it. However he wouldn't be able to finish as Bill would speak before the second verse could be started.

"No, shut up don't start and eat. " Bill would say before Calico would start singing anymore. He knew that if Fidel kept singing he wouldn't stop any time soon. So nipping it in the butt now what the best course of action Bill could say. Calico would roll his eyes as he sat up and grabbed the plate of food Bill held out. There was no silence with the nature and the smacking of lips as they ate.

Calico would be the first to stand up after finishing his food. They didn't eat on conventional plates rather Bill had used their environment to plate their food. That being a slab of stone. Only thing he brought was the skillet. Everything else was gotten from their environment. He had gotten up two hours earlier to get everything. "Fidel..."

"Why won't you call me Calico?" Fidel would interject before Bill could finish or start another sentence.

"Because that isn't your name. It was just something we came up with so you can turn Shoda in without getting to much heat. Even though that didn't work.  I get the plan you have. I just didn't think you were really committing to it.  But, if you really want me to call you that I will." Bill would say as he was putting everything up now into his backpack.

"Hmph, it is fine. Call me Calico when we are around others is all I ask. As I AM committing to the plan I have. I think it is a good one." Fidel would say. He was confident in his plan to infiltrate the World Government as a Pirate. Even if he just found out about the Shichibukai system.

"Sure. But, as I was sayin'. We are probably two or three hours out from the other port. Well, I hope. We may be more if we move at a slow err normal pace. I did find the route that they took and followed it for a little bit. We have to head over a small mountain from the looks of it. I don't know if we will go through, over, or around it. " Bill would say as he would begin to walk in the direction of those they were tracking.

"Jaya has mountains?" Grabbing his bag as well Fidel would rush over to get beside Bill. As he didn't know where they were going.

"Jaya used to be even larger than this. Until the knock up stream fired part of it into the sky. Which created my home. But to answer your question there is a small mountain range. It is how you get to the other side of the Island. Well, the long way." Bill would say as he kept moving on.

"Is there not a quicker way to get to the other port?" Fidel would stop as he wasn't dressed for trekking through the mountains. His sandals weren't even that good for doing that through the forest.  

"There is....but." Bill would stop as he looked back at Fidel.

"But what?"

"If we cut through the bay we can get to the other side of the Island faster. But, I will lose their tracks. They probably didn't take the faster way due to it being populated with ships and what not. And their little operation will be spotted easier. Hence why we are going around like they did. I expect they had checkpoints and what not from the amount of tracks. One group takes them to one checkpoint and they keep doing it. Making those they are going to make slaves tired from all the walking. And keeping their guards fresh by switching them." Bill would say before turning forward and walking once more. He didn't mind them talking at all. It made the journey less boring.

"How do you know all of this?"

"From this." Bill would toss over a muddy piece of paper to Fidel. "I have someone that allowed themselves to get caught. They are the ones that let me know. They are a rev just like us. "

"How'd you get this?"

"I said I found the route they took. So, I kept going a bit further the amount of tracks increased and went off in two directions. One toward the bay and the other the way we are going now. My contact had this bird give me this letter. But, I still was able to figure out some of it on my own. "

"Hmm. This only says checkpoints. How in the hell you get so much information when there ain't any? " Fidel would ask as he put the piece of paper into his pocket.

"I am a tracker. That isn't my profession but something I learned throughout my time under your Father. And you should have the same skills as me. You are a Headhunter like Shoda right?"

"Eh? I thought those people just killed others."

"Wow."

"Fuck you sayin' wow like that for?"

"No wonder Shoda lost to us. He was just a killer.....he didn't even really delve deep into what he did. But...I can't blame him. Most people that follow the sword are like this. Especially those from Wano. Right now he is just a damn brute that waves around a sword. Probably why he was also caught in Skypiea. Maybe I should teach him. No, he isn't ready or smart enough. Or am I just underestimating him. " After Bill said he couldn't blame Fidel his words began to speak softer and softer. To the point Fidel wouldn't be able to hear anything unless he was having the words whispered into his ears.

"Oi! What are you going on about?!" Fidel would raise his voice as he did not like it when Bill spoke like this. If Bill ever got too deep in thought he started to go on and on to himself.

"Fidel walk ahead of him. I will be teaching you what you are lacking." Bill would say as he'd stop.

"No." Fidel didn't want to be ordered around like this. He wasn't no chump.

"I wasn't askin'. Get yur ass up here!" Bill's voice was stern and it got the eye rolling Fidel to walk in front of him.

I won't bore you. What happened from there was the first lesson on the tracking portion of Fidel's headhunting. He learned things so he can practice on his own. Bill also planned to show him a book he wrote when they got back to Mock town. Something that he should've learned from Shoda when he was studying the Ronin. But, with Bill teaching him it was easier and straight to the point. Fidel got wacked on the head a few times through it but he showed determination to learn what Bill knew. This mainly from how Bill spoke. He made it more about it being something Fidel needed rather than something he wanted to force on him. They had fun. And that is how Fidel learned the best. Even if that sounds childish it was what he was used to. Even during his time in his Pirate life everything he learned was fun.

8:12AM

"So this is what they do when there is a struggle?"

"No, I think they found out who she really was."

Both stood over a corpse. She hadn't just been killed but beaten and violated. It was a shameful way to kill someone, even in the eyes of Fidel. Her body wasn't that cold so they had gotten closer to them. But, that distance would increase sadly. Without any words the two would begin to dig a hole into the earth. This took over thirty minutes due to the terrain at the base of the mountain. There was only the sound of the animals within the the background. Fidel didn't really feel any type of way about this Women other than how she was killed. Bill however did not fight back his tears as they streams down his cheeks and onto the ground. He didn't let them stop him from digging the hole either. Finally, they'd finish and place her within the grave. Bill must've been close to her from how long he just stood over her grave. Fidel started to actually feel bad for his friend. But, that didn't cause him to say anything to comfort Bill. As he didn't know what would be appropriate to even say. All he could do is place his hand on Bill's back. To show that he had it.

9:12AM

They had move back onto their journey. The weather decided to not be on their side at all. As the clouds blackened and swelled until the water that accumulated within them slammed the entire Island. Bill and Fidel were mid climb when it came down, "Shit!" is what Fidel would say as he reached out for another rock that stuck out. Upon grabbing it and committing to using it he felt it becoming loose. "Shit! Shit! Shit! Shit!" he would say as he would begin to slide down and backwards. His grip had nothing to do with this. The rain had just quickly made what the rocks he was grabbing loose in the soil. The mountain was around 146m high. They weren't scaling the entire thing but taking a short cut to the path that ran through it. But them doing this to cut time seemed to potentially end badly for Fidel. As he would freak out due to the height they were at. He wasn't afraid of heights. He was afraid of falling from heights.

"I HAVE NO REGRETSSSSS" Fidel would close his eyes shut say as he began to fall now. But, a rope would seem to fly downward and wrap around his waist. With his eyes shut he kept screaming. He'd stop screaming after a little while as he didn't feel any pain. He'd quickly open his eyes and see that he was caught by Bill. Just like when he was about to fall off the ship that was heading up the Knock up stream. Bill was there to make sure Fidel didn't die through something so preventable. Bill had already made it to the entrance and was able to save Fidel because of that. So, he would begin to pull the guy up. "DON'T BE SO CARELESS!" Bill would yell once he got Fidel all the way up. He yelled because he didn't want to see Fidel die. And with how the weather was the thunder didn't allow their yelling voices to carry that far.

"Oi! You didn't need to help me! I had it!" Fidel would say as he would walk into the cave. He was thankful that Bill helped him up and even though he didn't say that he hoped Bill understood that. He had entered the cave whilst he was talking as he didn't want to stay in the ran any longer. Thinking it over they should've just went up the regular path instead of trying to climb. If they ran they might've made it into the cave before the rain came.

"Mhmm, SHUT UP!" Bill would say as he'd strike Fidel at the top of the head.  He didn't like when Fidel acted so cocky. Even though he was used to it. He also would enter the cave. They didn't need to get out their lanterns or anything like that as the cave walls were light up by dials. As this path was man made. Some guys long ago making this path due to being tired of going around or over the mountain. Honestly, if they hadn't come up with that Fidel might've.  

Before they got deep at all they'd get low and search for tracks. This was to see if anyone had come back at all. And after a few seconds they'd notice that wasn't the case. Either the checkpoint was at the end of the tunnel, in the middle, or not here at all. They'd find out eventually. It would take approximately three hours to walk through the tunnel and reach the other side.  

The Wave

"Fidel....it may be a personal question. But, what was your life like as a Pirate? What was your crew like?"

"You don't know? I thought My Father was keeping tabs on me? "

"He was. But I wasn't brought in till the execution and after that. I don't know who he had keeping tabs on you before then."

"Well, the Pirate life was great. Life back then however is not like it is today. We didn't save every day person we saw. We didn't really fight to bring peace. We didn't try to act like heros. Not like people today. As this is a new era just beginning. But if I had to use one word to describe it(Pirate Life) during my time it'd be freedom. I could do whatever I wanted. And we did just that. No one could tell us what to do other than our Captain. Who honestly was like a Father to all us bastards. Captain O was and still is the strongest man I've ever seen in. I believe if he had one of this magic fruits he could've been stronger than the old Pirate King. There also was Issho, Ben, Rando, Marcus, Alexius, Mimi, heh Jonboy, and others. They were my Nakama. My one and only Nakama. Like you.  Even now I dream about the things we all did. Shishishi. Shit, one time we pranked Issho something good. He was the Vice Captain and my teacher right. He used to beat me something serious sometime. Since I was just a apprentice when I first joined. Man, he was always so serious. Soooo, we got him super drunk one night and when he passed out we set him a drift in a barrel. We didn't leave him or anything like that but the look on his face when he woke up and saw he wasn't on the ship was HILARIOUS! We've never seen him so mad before. Thooough I did get all the blame for it. " Fidel was all smiles whilst he spoke. As he focused mainly on the good times he had with his Old Crew. Bill could see life and hope in Fidel's eyes every time he looked back and said something. Bill had never heard Fidel speak so happily at all. And couldn't help but smile himself. He hoped the boy would be able to feel this same type away about those within the Revolunairy army. With that happiness though Bill could sense something else deep down. And that was pain.

How he was feeling what Fidel felt really was through Observation Haki. The only type of Haki he wielded. He knew about the other two forms, but didn't have either. "If you can change what happened. Would you?"

"Them dying because I was a fuck up? Nah, I wouldn't. Because I would've ruined what we had at some other point. And it wasn't like we were at the height of our careers. We lost a large chunk of our crew prior to docking at that Island. So no....I don't wish I had delayed the inevitable. Only thing I wished I could change....if I am to be honest. Is that I actually died with Captain O and Issho that day instead of being the only one saved. " Saying things like that wasn't what Fidel usually did at all. A smile or smirk always graced his face no matter what. But, when he started to talk about his crew and wishing to have joined them there was no smile. This grown Man reverted back into a lost child that didn't live on in this world. "Damn, that is kinda depressing." Fidel would think out loud.

They both just walked in the silence as neither wanted to say anything at the moment. Fidel because he was now down in the dumps. Bill because he had brought up bad memories for Fidel to dwell on. And all he could do was think of a way to change the mode. But, slowly he realized he couldn't just toss in a joke to lighten up things. So instead he would share his life with Fidel. Open up like Fidel did. "I also was apart of a pirate crew like you. I even know some of the people you mentioned. I however ran the crew I was in. And can agree that being on a pirate crew is the ultimate freedom. Shit, our demise is eerily similar to yours. But substitute hanging with the guillotine. Each one of them had their head lopped right off. And I had to watch. And when I thought it was my turn they just put me into a cell to rot..... That was the punishment they gave me."

"Fuck, that sucks." Fidel could feel the pain in Bill's voice as he spoke on.

"After a couple years I was able to escape and well.....I was lost. I had no purpose. I did know the Pirate life was not for me anymore. I don't know how but I ended up in front of your Father. Back then he wasn't the big monster people call him today. He was a simple guy with a goal. And at first I didn't want to be involved. But he showed me what change was like and I was hooked ever since. "

"A goal that would cost him his family. Change that will cost him his family. " Fidel would insert his sly remark quickly. But it was supposed to be in his head and not said out loud.

"No, a goal that would change the world for a better. He is a Man that isn't a enemy of this world. Nor a enemy to you."

"He left me and my Mother! How the hell isn't he a enemy of me!?!"

"No, Fidel. From my understanding you left them and decided to become a Pirate."

Silence once again was shared between the two. Their sharing at quickly turned into a clash of ideals. That silence though would only last a few minutes.

"What is it you have against your Father?"

"Nothing....I just don't like him."

"Be honest with me."

"Okay, shit. He was....tough on me as a kid. Train this. Learn that. Do this. Do that. Don' do it like that. Do it like this. I couldn't do anything right. He always wanted me to live up to something I couldn't, so I left. I ran away from that and because he was abusive towards my Mother sometimes. But that isn't the reason I am against him now.....as I forgave him when I saw him again when he saved me. Now I just don't like him because of how strong he is."

"What?"

"You won't understand....and I ain't going to talk about it anymore."

"Nah, I understand. You feel weak compared to him. You feel as if you will never live up to what he has become. I get it! I get it! HA! hahahah! You are such a child!"

"Fuck you."

"Nah, fuck you! You are crying too damn much about nothing. Holding a pointless grudge. Mad because you are weaker than someone.  If you want to get strong do what you still are doing. But work harder! And if need be I can help you? I can teach you more about tracking. I can teach you how to truly gauge your opponent. And if you want I can help you reach more advance uses of Haki."

"Haki? Isn't that the magically shit people had?"

"Stop playing you understand what Haki is."

"Yeah, Captain O and Issho used it a couple times. I never was able to learn it though. Even when they tried to teach me. So, I gave up on ever learning it. "

"Hmm I won't go too in detail about Haki then. As I can teach you when we get back to Mock town. But I will tell you some things about it that you probably didn't know. Something that can make you stronger now. I will explain to you the purpose of the Revolunaries."

The Wave

12:15PM

"At first I was like....this man ain't finna talk that long. But you know what! You proved me wrong! You really did talk super long. I mean I listened to everything you had to say but...ugh! I kinda wanted to just say stop."

"But you didn't. So all this you are saying is a front. You liked everything little thing I said. Because you didn't know about it. And now I would like to guess...you are ten time stronger."

"You got me. And I am physically the same, so don't say you made me stronger with words. I will admit though I really liked the part about how some people c-" Fidel would not finish his sentence. As from where he was he could spot the port clearly. There was one massive ship resting there. He had superhuman sight so he could tell that the little dots there were people. Bill on the other hand would pull out some binoculars instead of straining his eyes.

"Yeah, you are right. I'd fly ahead and hover to see how many of them there are. But, this rain and wind is too much. But they are dying down so.... " Bill would lower his binoculars. He didn't get to finish what he was going to say due to the actions of Fidel. Bill didn't plan on taking a short cut by just sliding down the mountain. Rather he wanted to just take the long path instead. However before he would move to far Fidel would jump from the side of the mountain. Not too much that he would just be free falling but just so that he could slide down the slope. Bill looked on in shock as he watched Fidel do such a foolish and rash thing. Without a second though Fidel had moved. Lucky for him Bill was right there and would grab him by his long ponytail. Stopping Fidel from getting injured from the journey down.

"AH!" Fidel would yell as he was put back on solid ground. "What the hell Bill? We found the place lets hurry up and get there and attack!" Fidel would say as he'd attempt to jump down there again. But with his ponytail still in Bill's clutches that wasn't possible.

"Take these binoculars. And have your Den Den mushi at the ready. I will go ahead and check out a area. Once I deem it learned I will call you. " Bill would say before letting go of Fidel.

"Eh? All that talk you did. And now I need to han-"

"FIDEL!" Bill didn't yell like this very often. But when he did Fidel knew he was serious. "Just stay here. Okay? I will call you on the den den mushi when I need you. Just listen to me and stay here." And with that Bill would walk out of the cave entrance and head down the path. Fidel would sigh and roll his eyes but he understood. He'd stop watching Bill after around ten minutes. Retreating back into the tunnel entrance he'd leave against the wall. He was shitty. He knew he wouldn't be called to help. It really wasn't about getting called to help. It was the fact Bill lied.

"I hope yah ass get beat the hell up." Fidel would say as he would yawn and slide down to the floor. From being in the cave so long he didn't have to listen to the rain. But now he did and that was all that filled his ears. That and the occasional sound of thunder. Fidel loved this type of weather.  It was soothing to him. And it was enough to cause him to fall asleep. A deep sleep.

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He awoke to a sharp pain in his chest. "Ack!" With his displeasure he yelled out in pain. Tightly gripping the irritated area. He didn't know if it was sweat or rain that covered him right now, nor did he care. As it did nothing to help with the pain that he was currently feeling at this very moment. As he began to hyperventilate something caught his ears. A sound came from the den den mushi that laid a few inches away from him. Looking over at it with panicked eyes the screams within it began to panic Fidel even more. It wasn't the sound of Bill but other screams that belonged to others. Fidel knew Bill was not some twisted bastard that would make someone make those sounds. So fearing the worst he'd get up. Pushing his will past his hardship. There was no time to think, just act. So, he would run over the edge of the slope to get down to the treeline. Pushing Shusui's sheath into the rocky ground. This was to keep him from just free falling and to also slow him down. The Den Den mushi rested on his shoulder as he did this. As he placed it there. It took some time to get all the way down. But, would've been longer if he took the trail. Now that he was ground level getting to the port was going to be a easy feat. And with the rain stopping for the time being he didn't have to worry about it.

He ran with haste and his mind was more on making sure Bill was safe. As he had a uneasy feeling. "Phew, fuck. Okay, the screaming.....wasn't Bill. Was feminine. Even the sounds of the Men in the background wasn't Bill....Think Fidel.....bring the sound back." Fidel was speaking his mind out loud. As he attempted to bring back the earlier screams. As the den den mushi had gone quite. The click that signified that happening a while ago after he started going down the slope.  


Forty straight minutes of a full on sprint. Fidel would arrive winded. He wasn't like most that allowed depression to slow him down. When bad things came his way he grew angry. You could even compare him to a child that didn't like not getting his way. Up ahead he could see lights. Normally he'd assume some type of devices were the cause of the light was either dials. But once he got closer what he saw was fire. It raged across this small port.  Corpses littered the ground. From individuals in regular clothing to others in some strange type of armor. He didn't see anyone that resembled Bill however. He walked over bodies left and right without and regard for if they were alive or not. "OI! BILL!" He repeat this call over and over again. Only stopping due to a explosion happening to his right a couple meters away. The shockwave was strong enough to almost knock him off his feet. "What in the hell is going on?" Fidel would say out loud.

Things right now were not in the state he had expected. When he first saw this port it was decent but now it will never be useable again. Corpses littered the area of probably the potential slaves and the enemy. But there was no sign of Bill. And as Fidel began to walk he actually began to worry. As the body count increased more and more. If anyone else was here to see this blood bathe they'd probably have to turn back. As these were not clean deaths. Soon though the sound of clanking metal from clashes were heard. Without any second though he picked up his pace to saw who it was. Bill was fighting against three others. From the looks of him he was heavily wounded. Fidel wouldn't say as word as he began to make his way over to Bill. But before he could get his blade within range of the men he was fighting he felt a great pressure on in his chest again. It slowed him almost to a stop. And caused what happened next to be unavoidable. Another asslent would come out of nowhere and tackle Fidel to the ground. Pinning him and making him unable to utilise Shusui. Fidel was still winded from his run here. So having a burst of energy to buck the Man off of him was not something he could do right now. As the punches that came down on him where hard and relentless. This Man and his crew weren't the type that would just talk your ear off than fight you. No, his punches were fully intended to harm Fidel. Breaking his nose after the first three punches. And if Fidel wasn't able to pull his arms up and begin to put up a guard he'd suffer too much damage to do anything. Fidel wasn't focused on his own preservation really as he looked over to where Bill was. As the uneasy feeling he had only increased.

Then he saw something that he felt he could've prevented. More enemies had come now and Bill was surrounded. And his guard was removed, as he had both arms held down. But before he was given an onslaught of punches he saw it. Bill would be stabbed three different ways. One in the back of his left calf, to bring him down, and twice through the chest. A fourth person held another bladed weapon prepared to relieve Bill of his head.  And in that moment the anger from that left Fidel's body, coming in unison with one word.  "STOP!" Something came from the body of Fidel and covered the entire area. Causing many of those around to foam at the mouth and fall forward or backward. The guy that mounted Fidel would fall forward but be pushed off quickly. Fidel didn't take into account what he just did. Rather he was just focused on getting to Bill. He throw Bill's arm over his shoulder and help him up. Fidel was hurt but it was only his face. Bill however had two spears going through is chest and a leg wound. "Ight, ight. I'm going to get you back to Mock town Bill oh boy. Just...just stay awake. " Fidel would say as he began to move away from where they were. A trail being made as he was been moved.

"Fidel.....s-stop."

"Relax, I see the mountain. I can make it in like ten minutes! Just h-"

"STOP!"

"Shut up! I will save you you dumb bastard!"

".....Y....You can't. I am..."

"Can't? Remember what you said while we came here. They said we can't change the world. But we will. They said we can't inspire the weak. But we will. So I can't just let you die. Get it? I'm using what you revs call hope! Now shut up! I'll take these things out and wrap you up. And carry you on my back. If there are any of those dudes we should be far away enough now." Fidel would say. He would do just as he said. Using his favorite shirt as a bandage for the time being after he removed the weapons. Fidel was not a doctor or anything close to that. But he did his very damn best to make sure Bill was squared away before they got to moving again.



"YOOO! I finally found it! We made it back Bill, just keep holding on. We are going to get you the best doctor in this shitty place. Fuck! If I need to I will go get that Koko bastard that is hiding out somewhere to patch you up." Fidel would say as he would pick up his pace. Due to having followed Bill here he didn't exactly know how to get back to Mock town once he got off of the Mountain. So, he did spend more time to get back there due to getting turned around a few times. But, he kept his spirits high. He did not stop once even to piss. He had his mind set of getting Bill back to Mock Town and he would. He go to the first clinic he could see and would kick in the door. "OI! I NEED A DOCTOR! RIGHT NOW! STOP EVERYTHING AND HELP MY FRIEND! NOW!" His outcry was heard and someone would come to assist them. Leading Fidel back to a room. Fidel however was forced to stand outside the room.

"Phew, that was cloooossee. You owe me Big Bill! BIG!" Fidel would say out loud as he'd lean up against the wall. Sliding down to the floor and only inches away from the door. He wanted to stay close to where Bill was. He was exhausted and his face still hurt; though his nose did stop bleeding. He kinda felt strange like things weren't alright still. So he would soothe himself the way he always did. Through song. Even when he couldn't sing for his life. He wasn't able to get out one verse before passing out. He had reached his limit. Hours later he will awake in a bed. Just like the one he was placed Bill in.

"What the hell?"

"Oh! You are awake. Well, we checked you out whilst you were asleep. We patched up your face injuries but this...Umm. The large blemish on your back isn't normal. I checked it out and you seem to h-. "

"Where is Bill?"

"Ugh umm, Who?"

"Don't fuckin' say WHO! Bill, the guy with the blue hair! He has a mohawk but the rain messed it up. What let me not get distracted! Where is Bill?! My friend!"

"Oh, we thought you were...well. He didn't make it. And it seems he had been d-" With the look on Fidel's face he would pick his words carefully. "He had to have passed away hours before you made it here."

Without any word Fidel would sit up and move off of the Bed. He was about to deck the Man in the throat, but wouldn't. He was kinda shocked right now and just needed to ease the pain. So, he'd go right next door. Mumbles and grumbles were the only things he would say to get the waitress to bring him some glasses. Him being a regular also helped with them knowing what he wanted. After around eight rounds he'd finally speak. The fight against his tears had ended and they freely flowed. Accompained by some snot in his nose. He knew Bill didn't like his singing, no one really did. But, he would sing for his friend. As loud as he could.

"Of all the money, that e'er I had~ I've spent it innnn~ Good company〜 ♪. And all the harm~ That e'er i've done~ Alas it was to none but me〜 ♪. And all I've done~ For want of wit~ Toooo memory now~ I can't recall~ ♪. Soooo fill to me, the parting glass~ Good night~....... and joy~.... be with you all~ ♪. "





Bill had arrived quicker than he expected. But, at this time Fidel was asleep. So, he was not able to hear Bill speak over the Den Den mushi telling him to head this way. Bill took the silence of Fidel as him just being mad at being told to stay behind. So, he didn't think anything of him not responding. As Bill moved closer into the port he took note of all of the people around. If he had to take a guess on how many were here he'd say around sixty, not including the Pirates. He did recognize their ships jolly roger but it being a Man standing over another wasn't a good sign. Not going too much into detail Bill would make it onto their ship. Relaying to Fidel what he was doing when he could. He was going right at the Captain first. Taking the head off of the snake and then going at whoever still stood a problem. He got to his Captain were the Man was playing with those who were underage. Bill took no time to beat him. He questioned the Man to find out why he was doing this but wasn't able to get a answer. The Captain only talked about loyalty and what would happen if his crew found out he was killed. Unaware the Man was broadcasting every word he was saying through a den den mushi behind him Bill let him speak. And when the Man brought up that he was the one that killed Bill's spy he unknowingly signed his own death certificate. Sending Bill into a rage. The crew heard it all and proceeded to butcher everyone. As their Captain had a tight lip. He didn't share with them who they sold these slaves to. And since they weren't the smartest or patient enough they had no use for slaves. So they began to do whatever they wanted with them first before slaying them. Bill heard the many cries and rushed to do what he could to stop them. But, he underestimated them and overestimated himself. He was only able to save those within the Ship by helping them set sail. Then he fought. Fought after calling for Fidel on the den den mushi. Not, to come and help but to relay a message to Qari. As the force was too much for even Fidel to handle, due to their numbers.

And when Bill saw Fidel come he wanted to get him to run away. But due to the blows Fidel was taking he couldn't hear anything anyone said. As those beating him did taunt him as they did so. Bill however was able to be witness to Fidel awakening something he knew the Boy had. Conqueror's Haki.

Bill noticed the injuries of Fidel, as he was a Doctor. He was a lot of things. So, when Fidel would pass out he would grip him tight and use his strength to push up with his wings. As Bill was a man with tremendous Will. Using everything he had to push them forward. As Fidel had passed out before they even entered the cave. Bill was able to get him far but not all the way there. So, he would leave a message. Bleeding still that is what he would use to write what he had to say down. Yes, he had a piece of paper within his pocket. Luck would be on his side and nothing would get onto it. Using his blood and a stick he'd begin to write what he could down for Fidel. They were hours away from Mock town still and he knew that. And knew he would not make it. So, after he finished the letter he would put it into Fidel's pocket. He would stay up as he hoped Fidel would be able to get up. If Fidel could do that he knew he would survive. And Fidel did. Once Fidel awoke he mentally blocked him passing out and just thought he closed his eyes for a few minutes and dropped Bill. Picking him up and carrying him to Mock Town. Bill during that time couldn't do anything to stop himself from passing on. "Keep moving forward, Fidel." those were his last words.