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Marine Headquarters was in an uproar.
A cacophony of emotions ranging from disbelief, betrayal, rage, hatred, disgust and more were liberally expressed in the raised voices of all attending marines.
Commodore Brannew, a tall well built man with tanned skin and curly dark green hair currently donning a pair of sunglasses and sporting a blue shirt and pink pants slammed his hand atop the board he was standing beside, hard.
The mayhem unfolding in front of him ground to a halt immediately. Marines of varying ranks hurriedly sat down at their stations once more while Brannew cleared his throat. His authority was not to be underestimated. He was far from the highest ranked marine in attendance, but nonetheless, he commanded respect regardless from all.
Every eye was on him. "Yes, I understand your feelings on this matter, but level heads must be kept my friends," He calmly spoke, face mostly impassive. but the deep frown on his face was enough evidence of his own feelings over the current matter, "This as you know, isn't a meeting to discuss your typical pirate after all."
He smacked his palm atop a wanted poster situated atop the board, drawing every eye in the room to the depicted image. The image was of a young man, really little more than a boy, tall and broad of build for his age, with bright spiky golden blond hair and gleaming sapphire blue eyes. A handsome youth that only promised to become even more handsome with age.
The image depicted on the wanted poster though did not show off the typical image of such a young boy. No rather, it was the opposite. covered from head to toe in the blood of slain marine's, the young teenager within the image had a fierce snarl and savage glare in his eyes as he held up the now deceased Vice Admiral Graydle with one hand, while the other, a blood soaked weapon in it, was pierced directly through the former Vice Admiral's throat.
"Commander Kaden D. Freeman, Age 14," Brannew spoke the boys name aloud, "Quite a few have had their eyes on him. Few after all go through the marine academy and speed through it within a year, never mind one so young. A prodigy of the highest order, capable of combat within the New World straight from graduation and he only grew more powerful at a rapid pace. Information gathered from the G5 marine base where he was stationed until just yesterday tells us that he is proficient in at least four of the six powers and has roads into the other two, and has begun training in both Observation and Armament Haki according to Vice Admiral Vergo."
The shock was palpable in the air at the revelation. Only the bet of the best could use any of the six powers after all, to even use one of them, one had to be completely superhuman in physical ability. On top of that, very few marines below the Vice Admiral rank had much training at all in any of the haki disciplines.
"Tch, I was one of them," Vice Admiral Onigumu clicked his tongue over the cigarette hanging from his mouth, a blazing anger in his eyes, "I'd hoped to have him gain a bit more experience in dealing with New World pirates before offering to take him as my apprentice. His brutal tendencies focused on pirates alone and his skill would have made him a force in the future they would fear to cross."
Instead, for some inexplicable reason, the boy had went rogue. Which made no sense. Each and every single one of them had a sheet of paper laid out in front of them detailing what they knew of the boy, his history, his time in the marines and even his psyche profile.
His sheer hatred of pirates, made it make no sense that he would go rogue and become one.
"What his reasons are, we are completely unaware of," Brannew spoke up, shaking his head, "And as of right now, they do not matter, what does matter is his actions. Upon abandoning his post at the G5 marine base in the New World, he stole every beri they had, nearly two hundred million in total, before appearing at the marine base at Risky Red Island mere hours later and assaulting the base. He slaughtered every marine in the base, killing well over a hundred of our men, before clashing with Vice Admiral Graydle and taking his life."
Uncomfortable looks were abound in the gathered marines within the briefing room. Vice Admiral Graydle was not well liked. It was nepotism that saw his rise through the ranks to the Vice Admiral rank, and none could deny that when it came to martial prowess and physical prowess, the man simply was not on the level of the other Vice Admirals.
The only thing that allowed him to stay somewhat at their level, was his powerful logia devil fruit. Even so, to come out the victor in one on one combat against him, was no small feat.
"Of course the boy was not done there though, he proceeded to re-enact his actions at the G5 marine base and stole every single beri they had within their coffers," Brannew continued, "In the span of a single night, Kaden D. Freeman killed over one hundred New World marine officers, a vice admiral with a logia devil fruit and stole over three hundred million beri. It has been a long, long time since we've had a traitor of this magnitude, his actions make Gasparde's look like that of a child throwing a tantrum. Because of his actions, alongside his known abilities and sheer potential, we have no choice but to give him a starting bounty most would balk at, but it is necessary, for justice to prevail and stomp out evil acts like this!"
As he finished, Brannew who's hand had been covered the bottom of the wanted poster with his hand since posting it upon the board, brought it down displaying the full amount of the traitorous young marines first bounty.
Crimson Kaden - Wanted Dead Or Alive: 185,000,000 Beri!
The gathered marines were shocked silent at the revelation of the young boys debut bounty as a criminal.
It was a massive bounty to start off with, no matter what sea. But for the boys sheer ability, potential and actions? It could be no less!