75 Let the anarchy begin! (1/2)

Five figures stood over a snail as they contemplated in silence. The sound of shuffling paper sounded continuously from the background as they ominously glowered down at the transponder snail.

”Sengoku! Tell us, why does this pirate crew not have a bounty yet?” A short stocky red faced man bellowed angrily as his white haired mustache quivered.

A bald man looked down grimly at the information that had been placed before him.

”It is because I did not wish to get any attention to them, if they had a bounty then they would have articles and fame, and so soon after Roger, I did not wish for the world government and the marines to look foolish and unable to prevent the rise of another prodigious pirate..” he articulated calmly as he looked sternly at his five superiors.

”Hmpf, how has that treated you so far?” The blonde haired man asked in disdain as he perused the contents of the report in front of him.

”First he killed a warlord of the sea! Even then, it was no small fry, it was Doflamingo! That man's tricky fighting potential already puts him above most Vice Admirals! Then his crew slew an entire Marine Base, killing a Rear Admiral in the process! That has never happened, even in the first part of the new world, Paradise! Then as if, his anarchist tendencies were not enough, he marched all the way to Ohara to utterly defeat a marine Vice Admiral!

He has made a mockery of your organization more than anyone other than the upstarts from the Emperor's rife!” The white haired man, who looked to be the oldest of them all analyzed as he looked piercingly at the snail.

”We have had Garp follow him since information of his exploits first began… But the trail went cold somewhere near the North pole… After that the first bit of information we have had of him is in the diametrically opposite direction…. It will take us a few days to get back on his trail.” Sengoku bit out with an annoyed grimace.

”Good..” the old white haired man with the dreadlocks and a scar on his left cheek rumbled out as he clenched hard at the stick in his hand.

”Nonetheless, this is a severe case of incompetence that has been displayed on your part fleet Admiral… See that it doesn't happen again..” the red skinned man called out as he resolutely cut the transmission.

A deep sigh echoed from the bald man as he unconsciously rubbed against the sword in his hand. ”haah…. After Ohara, it seems the world will never be the same…”

”Aye.. But it had to be done…”

And with that the five rumbled into silence, each preoccupied with their own worries.

The door suddenly bellowed loudly. Someone was desperate enough to rap against its pristine surface with vigor.

”Boss, you're going to want to see this!” He called out as he ran in, panting and sweating tiredly. As the five crowded around the piece of paper that he had delivered, the snail began to ring.

The bald man paled as he skimmed through the surface of the article, quickly pulling up the snail and answering the call.

Before the anxious voice on the other end could even begin to articulate the issue at hand, he called out with a roar of anger