Cold Pursuit

"Sir Jack!" A man called out, running towards a man whose head was filled with white hair. Over his forehead and right down the middle of his face sat a thick braid. The running man threw the person who was tied up out in front of him. "The chefs were preparing a meal and look who they found hiding in the storage room."

The one designated as Jack stood in silence for a short moment. "You damned brat."

"Might I add sir, we are too far from Wano to turn back now. It would conflict with the schedule given to us by, Legs if we go back. It'd be best if we keep him here until we return from ."

Jack folded his arms and used his eyes to pierce into the boy's heart. "Buster D. Zack, it seems you can never stay out of trouble. That's because to Legs, you're an angel, you can't do wrong in her eyes. But you're with me for a few days now, I'll be sure to make this trip a living hell for you."

"Like hell, I'd listen to you, you Blizzard Bastard." Zack hissed at Jack, "Untie me, right now dammit. How can you call yourselves pirates when you let a sixteen-year-old sneak onto this hole you call a ship."

Jack got down on one knee in front of Zack, and the young boy leaned back and thrust his body forward headbutting Jack. At the very moment of contact, Jack's entire body turned into ice, literally knocking Zack's back flat on the ship's deck. "When you're on this ship, you're under my command, kid."