At marineford.. what if the roles were switched? Luffy.. on the execution platform. His own gramps and an admiral commanding this. Garp hated this but knew he had to. For justice. Luffy chained on his knees. A wobbly smile on his face, hat low, as tears stream down his cheeks and off his chin. He wasn’t scared of death. He was scared of his crew, for his crew. They needed him. But as the battle struck on down below on the field, white beard pirates, marines left and right, warlords, pirates. All sorts fighting down there. It was a war. Luffy thought both his brothers were dead. He didn’t know where his crew was.. because they weren’t here. They were off on their own terms. In their own areas to train for two years as they promised.. not knowing Luffy is going to die. And no one could help him. No one.
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