Battle of Upolu

King of the Seas
At one point, the island of Upolu brimmed with vitality. The people danced in the streets, the merchants flooded the marketplace with promises of treasures never seen, the nobles sat in their castles and gorged themselves on foods and exotic liquors. For a while, it was a paradise, an island so rich in resources that other nations begged for the mere opportunity to offer trades. They had the leverage in the world, yet that was at one point. Now, the island of Upolu was nothing but a barren wasteland, littered with the bodies of those lost to the hands of war between the infamous Black Widow Pirates and Royal Pirates. Upolu was not unique in this aspect. Many islands had been lost before to Leg and Amaka’s conflicts; their struggle for dominance over the seas. Upolu was one of these few islands that they both desperately wanted to claim, perhaps not for their own self benefit, but rather to ensure that the other didn’t get it. Upolu would have greatly pushed the odds into someone’s favor.

Legs stood alongside a small, oval table in the middle of a dilapidated bunker constructed during this conflict, her body glamoured to ensure that she could stand head to head with most of her generals. Her finger touched the map that rested on the table. It had been marked with all sorts of notes that indicated enemy strongholds, resistance movements from the indigenous men of Upolu, and pretty much every other obstacle that was currently preventing this from being a total victory for Legs and her people.

“We’ve pretty much pushed one another to a stalemate along this parallel line,” Legs explained, drawing her finger down the middle of the map vertically. “Right now, we both pretty much have half the island. Our forces are all tired though, and weak. We don’t have much fight left, so the next few battles will ultimately decide who gets control of Upolu. Which is why I’m here.” She glanced around the room at her generals, Vincent Thatch, Mathison Fischer, Kosaka Isshin, Aoshin, and Draco D. Indiana. They were the first members of her crew. They had been with her since the beginning, and it was just five years ago that they had become recognized as Yonko by the World Government. With their assistance, leadership and commitment, they were steps closer to being in a position where they could contend. It was why she trusted them with her life.

“You guys have been working so hard while I’ve just been sitting in Wano, writing papers, meeting diplomats, forging alliances. I can’t stand it honestly. You have almost secured Upolu, which is why I’m going to do my best to end it and I’m going to end it today. If I come out, Amaka will have no choice come out the shadows and deal with me. But, here’s the problem; if we both step out, the marines will undoubtedly step in.” She pointed to the seas around the island.

“The marines have sieged the island all around here waiting for something big to happen. Or, maybe for someone to win. Our best bet, to ensure we can leave after we’ve secured Upolu, is to have you five deal with the marines outside the island. I doubt they have an admiral with them, but…” she looked at Aoshin, “I have no doubts that you can handle it. Which means leave the Royal Pirates to me. Whoever is left, I’ll strike down personally. Unfortunately, though, they’ll know I’m coming. It wasn’t exactly easy to sneak through a marine blockade, so I just sort of charged through. Amaka is probably already making a move, knowing that woman."

She surveyed the map yet again, making sure that she didn't miss a single detail in her mind as she desperately attempted to memorize each location she specified with accuracy.

"Anybody have any questions while I'm here?"