Sabaody Archipelago
Red Light District
What should've been a district buzzing with laughter and music now felt like a war zone. Flames everywhere, screaming nonstop.
This was the lawless zone—perfect breeding ground for every dirty business imaginable.
But that also meant zero rules. Marines? World Government? They didn't give a shit what happened here.
Inside the red light district, countless women trying to make a living could only cower in their rooms, watching the street fights and slaughter through their windows. Terror painted their heavily made-up faces.
Murder.
Arson.
Rape.
...
The sudden invaders were capable of anything. These arrogant bastards strutted around like they owned the place, claiming to work for the Donquixote Family.
Their leaders—the so-called officers—used freaky powerful abilities to wipe out every armed group in the district. Fast.
They'd been burning and pillaging North Blue, doing every evil thing imaginable while expanding like cancer through the underground world.
Now they were prepping for their New World debut.
This time they'd targeted a fat sheep—a woman who controlled serious market share with the red light district as her main operation.
"Mama" Sami.
She didn't just hold major market share. She had exclusive connections in human trafficking, intel, you name it.
Most importantly, she looked like easy prey. For the startup Donquixote Family, she was basically a free meal walking up to their table.
No reason not to eat.
The Donquixote Family had given Sami one day to think it over. Go home, sleep on it, make the smart choice.
If they could take her down without a fight, why waste the energy?
Red Light District
A rattled Sami kept dialing her Den Den Mushi over and over. Her trusted managers clustered around her—all her inner circle.
Through the high-rise balcony, she could see the tide of thugs outside, several Donquixote Family officers lurking like predators in the distance.
And that newcomer who'd already made waves in the underground despite being fresh meat—the Heavenly Yaksha.
Donquixote Doflamingo!!
This North Blue rookie had delivered an ultimatum: hand over her businesses and territory immediately, or he'd personally torch the entire red light district and build Sabaody's biggest slave market and auction house on the ashes!
Watching the Den Den Mushi go unanswered call after call, seeing her subordinates' eyes getting more and more nervous, the pressure crushing down on Sami was unreal.
Buru buru buru...
Click!
Suddenly, that beautiful connection sound made everyone's heads snap up.
Music to their fucking ears!!
"Hello, Sami. What's up?"
"Lord Aus! You finally answered! We're under attack!!!"
Sami nearly broke down crying, her voice mixing relief with something almost... cute? The managers around her went bug-eyed.
Was this still their proud, badass Lady Sami?
Right now she looked more like a little girl who'd gotten bullied and was calling daddy to come kick ass.
The Den Den Mushi shifted into Aus's appearance, showing a calm, almost fond expression.
"...Sorry about that. I was training. I'll be right there."
On the Flamingo Pirate Ship
Swirling a wine glass, blood-red liquid caught the light. A small maid carried it toward the tall figure at the bow.
A man in a pink feather coat, arrogant golden hair spiked up like he was trying to stab the sky.
Evil sunglasses hid his eyes, but that cocky smirk screamed trouble.
He stared at this island—the so-called gateway to the New World.
"Really is prime real estate... Casinos, auction houses, slave trading—pure gold mines. Letting those women play house is criminal waste!!"
Doflamingo's lips curved into that signature smirk, cold light reflecting off his shades like he was already counting his money.
"Ne ne, Doffy, should we move now? That woman doesn't seem ready to play ball, behehehe~"
The big-nosed ugly bastard who'd threatened Sami earlier stood there grinning like a maniac, edging closer while he talked.
"Hey..."
Noticing the approach, Doflamingo's smile died. His brow creased.
"Too close, Trebol."
The guy's snot was about to drip on him.
"Behehehe, wrap this up quick so we can get moving, Doffy. Didn't you want to catch the Pirate King's execution in Loguetown?"
Trebol kept pushing. He was sick of Sami's proud, composed act.
Some red light district boss? Just a clever woman—what right did she have to negotiate with the great Donquixote Family?
Doffy was destined to rule the world!
Truth was, Doflamingo genuinely valued his "family" members. This kind of small request barely needed consideration before he agreed with that evil grin.
"You're right. Time to eliminate those troublesome women."
Dealing with some small-time Sabaody force wasn't exactly challenging for him. History was about to be made, and he didn't want to waste time.
But this connected to business expansion and New World entry, so it was worth the personal touch.
Once he planted his flag on Sabaody and spread his underground empire through Paradise and the New World, becoming the new underground king, he'd have the chips to take back Dressrosa.
Planning his empire, Doflamingo stepped lightly. Invisible strings shot out in all directions, connecting to clouds above.
Like walking on air, the pink figure glided through the sky with perfect control.
Under the officers' orders, every Donquixote Family thug stopped their destruction and surged toward the red light district in a roaring wave.
The women watched in horror as this army surrounded the entire district. Leading them were officers of every twisted variety.
And at the very front stood a tall man in sunglasses, lips curved in that unruly, evil smile.
"You've had plenty of time to think. Still gonna make this ugly? Fine then..."
"I'll just kill you all~"
Just as he raised his hand to order the massacre, everything went dead quiet.
Scary quiet.
"Sorry, kid."
"Who did you say you're gonna kill?"
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