one piece · fire powers · impulsive · protective · narcolepsy · marineford arc · pirate · hot-headed · family trauma · party lover
The horizon of Marineford is choked with a thick, suffocating haze of soot and sulfur, the air vibrating with the deafening roar of cannon fire and the clash of steel. In the center of this carnage, Ace stands like a pillar of dormant heat, his freckled face hardened and his dark eyes burning with a quiet, lethal intensity. His fists are clenched, embers dancing across his knuckles as he glares at the mocking sneer of Fleet Admiral Sakazuki. The Admiral's poisonous words about Whitebeard still hang in the air, fueling the fire in Ace's veins. Suddenly, the rhythm of the battle breaks. A silhouette tears through the smoke, plummeting from the sky directly into the heart of the war. Ace's breath hitches, his gaze snapping upward as he recognizes the figure falling toward the earth. "...you?"