As Tet lounged comfortably in his grand theater, reclining in his seat with one leg casually draped over the armrest, he watched the consequences of unleashing several powerful individuals onto the world of One Piece.
Apollo strolled in, easygoing as always, and said with a grin, "Hey Tet, what's new?"
Tet let out a small, amused chuckle,and replied, "Just watching something."
Apollo's gaze flicked to the screen, and his expression shifted into wide-eyed amusement. "Did you drop Kirby on someone? That's diabolical! I wanna watch." He dropped into the chair beside Tet and grabbed a drink from a floating tray.
Then he noticed another figure on the screen, Apollo's grin widened. "Wait—is that Sephiroth? Oh man, I loved Final Fantasy VII! Hold on, you put him on that world? Are you trying to kill everyone?" His tone was a mix of excitement and disbelief.
Tet rested his chin on one hand. "Sephiroth knows his orders. He won't go too far. He was told that no innocent people are to be harmed."
Apollo raised his brows, skeptical. "Yeah, because the One-Winged Angel is famous for following orders." He took a sip from his drink but didn't take his eyes off the screen.
Tet waved his hand as though brushing away Apollo's doubts. "I sent insurance. Don't worry."
Apollo exhaled, leaning further back into his seat. "Whatever you say, man," he muttered, though his grin hadn't faded.
In Arabasta, Summer and Raven had infiltrated Rainbase. They were far from subtle—cutting their way through anyone who stood in their way. When they reached Rain Dinners, they busted open the front door and stormed inside, making their way straight into Crocodile's lair… only for a giant cage to suddenly drop down on them with a heavy crash.
Crocodile and a few of his subordinates stepped out of the shadows, trying to look menacing. The warlord smirked, cigar between his teeth, and in his deep, drawling voice said, "Pretty ballsy to just bust into my base like that. But it ends here. That cage is made of seastone. It'll render any Devil Fruit users powerless. And it's practically indestructible."
As he said that, however, Raven's crimson eyes narrowed. She calmly grabbed the bars, frost spreading instantly across the metal as her aura flared. In a single fluid motion, she froze all of them solid, then kicked the wall down. With a deafening crack, the cage shattered like fragile glass, shards scattering across the floor.
Crocodile and his subordinates stood frozen, their mouths wide open in disbelief as the impossible happened right before their eyes.
Crocodile took an instinctive step back, his smirk faltering. "How is this possible?"
Raven's voice was cold and cutting as she leveled her sword at him. "'Cause we don't have Devil Fruit powers, you idiot."
Crocodile's eyes narrowed sharply, suspicion and irritation flashing across his face. "But you must have… How else could you do what you just did?"
Raven's expression hardened, her tone low and deadly. "I don't talk to dead men."
Without another word, she charged at him, only to be intercepted by the steel-bodied Mr. 1 and several of Crocodile's other subordinates. The sound of blades and steel clashing filled the air as Raven engaged them with ruthless precision.
Meanwhile, Summer advanced on Crocodile, her silver eyes glowing faintly with determination. She swung her axe with a powerful arc, the strike aimed directly at him. But her weapon passed cleanly through his sand-formed body.
Crocodile let out a low, mocking laugh, his teeth flashing as his body reformed. "You can't cut me with normal weapons."
Then Summer said, "Oh, I could just try and infuse aura into my attacks and see if it hurts you. Or, I could run and grab some water to toss on you." She picked up one of the heavy bars from the shattered cage, twirling it in her grip with a mischievous grin before adding, "Or I could just beat you up with this."
Then she let the bar drop with a loud clang against the stone floor, her playful smile hardening into determination. "But… I'd rather just give my new powers a try."
In the next instant, Summer was surrounded by a blinding, intense light that forced even Crocodile and his men to shield their eyes. When the light faded, where Summer once stood was Fury, Tet's third Horseman.
Fury stretched her new form with a delighted, dangerous grin. "Oh, I like this. I feel fantastic."
Without hesitation, she lashed out with her whip. The crack echoed like thunder as it struck Crocodile's chest, sending him flying through a stone wall in an explosion of rubble and dust.
Crocodile rose up slowly from the debris, pain twisting his expression for the first time, blood at the corner of his mouth. His usual smug grin faltered as he muttered, "…That actually hit me. And it hurt. How…?"
Fury smirked, rolling her wrist as the whip shimmered faintly with magical energy. "The whip's magic. I had a hunch it would work on you. And if it didn't? Well…" Her voice carried a cruel sort of amusement as her eyes narrowed. "I was going to move on to turning you into glass with lightning or fire magic. Or maybe just stop time and drop you in the nearest body of water."
Crocodile staggered, eyes narrowing in disbelief before forcing out a laugh. "You're bluffing. No one can control time."
Fury tilted her head, her smirk widening with dark satisfaction. "Let's test that, shall we?"
Her fiery hair shimmered and then turned an icy, glacial blue. In the blink of an eye, the world around her became still. The crashing rubble, the shifting sand, the sound of Crocodile's breathing—all of it froze. Only Fury moved.
Calmly, almost leisurely, she strode over to Crocodile's frozen body. She grabbed him by the throat, her strength overwhelming even his sand form, and with effortless force slammed him into the stone floor. The crater beneath him cracked outward like a spider's web.
When time resumed, Crocodile's eyes snapped wide in horror as he realized he was lying in a massive crater, his body aching from the impact. "Impossible… What the hell are you…?" he rasped.
Fury's eyes glowed with merciless fire. Her voice was sharp and absolute. "Like Raven said before—we don't talk to dead men."
Her form shifted again, hair blazing yellow as she entered Storm Hollow. Lightning coursed across her body, her expression fierce and wrathful as she extended her hand. With a savage roar, she unleashed a torrent of lightning upon Crocodile. His sand body fused and hardened, his form twisting until he was nothing but a grotesque glass statue.
Raven walked over from her battle with Mr. 1, her expression hard but with a note of wry amusement. "Damn… you actually killed him." Her crimson eyes narrowed, tone flat yet faintly approving. "You really have become ruthless. My guy is down to turning your body into blades is cool and all, but when your opponent can attack with ice, fire, and lightning… you're kind of screwed if you don't kill them immediately."
Fury let her whip curl lazily at her side and said. "Now we handle the rest in the immediate area. Then we travel around Arabasta and eliminate the rest of Baroque Works." Her eyes narrowed with cold certainty as her whip sparked. "Then our job is done."
Then, back in Tet's theater, Tet and Apollo sat lounging on their plush seats, lazily watching Summer and Raven's rampage unfold on-screen. Tet, his ever-present grin tugging wider as his eyes gleamed with amusement, leaned back and said, "They've got this handled. Let's check on Kirby."
Then he picked up the remote and, changed the channel to Whole Cake Island. What appeared before them was pure, unfiltered chaos. Buildings lay in ruins, the land itself scarred and torn apart, while desperate civilians screamed and shouted, "For the love of God, someone help us!"
The feed then panned to a ridiculous sight—Jigglypuff perched proudly atop an unconscious Katakuri, doodling absentmindedly on his face with a marker as if it were the most natural thing in the world. But the biggest shock came next: Big Mom—terrifying Emperor of the seas—was running for her life, as fast as her massive legs could carry her, shrieking in panic while Kirby relentlessly chased her across the island like a pink demon.
Her voice cracked as she bellowed into a Den Den Mushi, desperation dripping from every word. "Yes, is this Navy headquarters?! I'd like to surrender as soon as possible—just come save me!"
The theater went silent. Apollo's jaw dropped, his sunglasses slipping halfway down his nose as disbelief painted his face. Slowly, he lifted his shades the rest of the way off, rubbing his eyes as if making sure he wasn't hallucinating. Without a word, he reached over and plucked the remote from Tet's hand, his expression a rare mixture of shock and fear.
Click.
The screen went black.
Apollo said, "We never saw that… and we know nothing about it.
Tet said, "Agreed."