Family Feud

“Are you sure this is a good idea?” a youthful male voice inquired, their tone drenched in hints of concern and anxiety. The Den Den Mushi that rested upon her desk trembled as it spoke. These things were so revealing of a person’s true nature.

“Yes, I’m absolutely certain. For what kind of Queen would I be if I could not speak before my own people. It was you who told me that this island had no armies of their own, that these people were uncertain of their future. I will not strike down a defenseless man, I will do no such thing to an entire island of them. Remember, sometimes words are the only things you need in times of conquest,” Legs responded informatively. “Do you remember what I say?”

“Of course, Empress. ''Victory is in the smaller things. Things that most have long forgotten…''” “I’ll address them within the hour. Keep our forces away from the island. It will only intimidate them. Besides, if anyone tries anything, I am a Yonko for reasons besides my diplomacy.”

“Then…” the man was hesitant. “Then, I’ll leave you to it my Empress! May the gods watch over you.”

Legs stood up from the desk located on her main ship, Justice, a formidable vessel that has been ironically named in favor of the marine bases it has unleashed its wrath upon. She walked towards the exit of her office, and down towards the main deck where her royal guard waited.

She approached the edge of her ship and squatted down.

“No matter what happens, stay away from the island. If I’m attacked, I am attacked. I’ll deal with the threat accordingly. Though, I doubt anyone here is dumb enough to actually fight me…or brave enough.”

She exploded from the edge of her ship into the air, her giant frame soaring through the clouds overhead in the sky. Within seconds she landed onto the beaches of Franquire, sending a hurricane of sand into the air around her. There, she awaited her greeting party.