Hiro vs Kizaru

The Battlefield – Hiro vs. Kizaru

The tension in the air was almost palpable, thick with the weight of impending destruction. Hiro's figure was a shadow among the chaos, his power fluctuating in sync with the deadly battle taking place around him. Kizaru, ever the unflappable Marine Admiral, continued to flicker in and out of existence, using his Light-Light Fruit powers to keep pace with Hiro's elusive movements.

But even Kizaru had to admit—Hiro was unlike any opponent he'd faced before. His mastery of shadows and darkness made him unpredictable, his attacks swift and devastating. The two were locked in a deadly dance, a battle of speed, power, and sheer will.

"I'll give you credit, Hiro," Kizaru said with a smirk, his golden light flickering around him like a protective aura. "You're the first pirate to make me feel like this is more than just a routine cleanup."

Hiro's eyes glinted in the darkness, his body a blur as he vanished and reappeared with each clash. His Night Night no Mi had fully awakened during this battle—his shadows were no longer just weapons; they were extensions of his very being. Every movement felt like a lethal strike, every flick of his hand an attack of pure darkness.

"You're good, Kizaru," Hiro said with a slight chuckle. "But I don't have time for this."

With a sudden burst of speed, Hiro's shadow stretched out, wrapping around Kizaru in an instant. But Kizaru's body flickered again, disappearing in a flash of golden light just before the shadows could ensnare him.

Hiro's eyes narrowed. "You never stop running, do you?"

Before Kizaru could retort, a sudden shockwave erupted in the air—Admiral Fujitora had arrived.

Fujitora's presence was undeniable, the air around him warping as if the very laws of gravity had bent to his will. The ground trembled beneath his feet, and the heavens themselves seemed to respond to his power.

"You've caused enough destruction for one day," Fujitora's deep voice rumbled, his gravity manipulation intensifying.

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The Marine Fleet – The Situation Escalates

The Marine fleet had now fully assembled. Ships lined the horizon, their cannons primed and ready. But it wasn't just the regular soldiers preparing for battle—elite Marines, handpicked for their combat prowess, were standing by. The elite forces were already forming battle lines, waiting for Fujitora's orders.

"Admiral Fujitora!" a Marine officer called out, stepping forward to offer a salute. "We've gathered the reinforcements. Kizaru's fight with the pirate captain is growing too dangerous. What are your orders?"

Fujitora's eyes softened for a moment, his expression thoughtful. "We'll end this now. No more games."

With a single wave of his hand, the gravity around him shifted, causing the very sea to part as if it had never existed. A massive wall of water rose from the ocean and hovered, defying the laws of nature.

"We will contain the pirates first, then deal with the aftermath," Fujitora continued, his tone calm but commanding. "Kizaru, fall back."

Kizaru gave a lazy salute, his smirk not quite fading but his eyes narrowing. "Looks like the cavalry's here."

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Aboard the Night Guild ship, the crew was on high alert. They had felt the sudden shift in the air—the arrival of Fujitora and the looming presence of the Marines made everything feel more dangerous. Hiro's fight was not something to take lightly, but with Fujitora's appearance, the situation had escalated dramatically.

"We can't just sit here," Demetrius said, his hand resting on the hilt of his sword. "We need to help him, now."

Celeste Hikaru, standing beside the crew, held her gaze firmly on the sea. "We don't have enough time to go charging in. The moment we step foot near the battlefield, we'll be targeted. We need to make sure Hiro has the opening he needs."

Hikari's silver eyes glinted with intensity. "We've trained for situations like this. If anyone can handle a Marine Admiral, it's Hiro."

But even Hikari couldn't mask the underlying worry in her voice. Hiro was powerful, but so were they. Fujitora's arrival had changed the stakes entirely. The gravity around them had already begun to shift—there was no way to avoid the crushing pressure Fujitora would bring.

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On the battlefield, the ground beneath Hiro and Kizaru began to warp and crack. The gravity that Fujitora controlled felt like an invisible weight pushing down on everything. The air became dense, every movement a struggle against the growing force.

Hiro's body flickered in and out of existence as his shadows pushed against the force of gravity. He had experience fighting under extreme conditions, but even his power couldn't defy the raw gravity that Fujitora manipulated.

"Enough!" Fujitora's voice rang out, his hand raised high as the gravity intensified.

The sea around them surged, the water bending and breaking as if it had a mind of its own. The Marines on the ships watched as the massive waves swirled into the air, towering like walls around the battlefield.

Kizaru, unfazed, laughed. "Looks like it's getting serious now."

Hiro, on the other hand, took a step forward, his shadows writhing around him, wrapping tighter as he harnessed more of his powers. His expression was calm—too calm, even as the weight of the battle pressed against him.

"I don't need help from anyone," Hiro said with quiet confidence. "I'll handle this."

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As the battle raged on, Hikari stood at the helm, her mind working at lightning speed. "We need to join the fray, or Hiro won't stand a chance against the combined forces of Kizaru and Fujitora."

Soruto stepped forward, his rifle already in hand. "You're right. We can't let them just pick us off from a distance. We need to support him from the shadows."

Musica nodded, adjusting his guitar. "Let's make some noise then."

Celeste spoke with sharp precision. "We'll go when it's right. We can't make the first move, but when the time comes… we strike."

Hikari turned to Demetrius. "Get ready, everyone. If we get caught in that gravitational field, we won't be able to move. We need to stay out of its reach."

The crew's resolve hardened, knowing that the battle was about to escalate far beyond what they had anticipated.

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The Marine Forces – Approaching the Final Stand

Fujitora's gravity continued to intensify, while Kizaru stood ready for the next move. Hiro, in the meantime, melded deeper into his shadows, preparing himself for the biggest fight of his life. The presence of the Night Guild had made this more than a Marine victory; it was now a personal war between two titans.

"I told you," Hiro said, stepping forward with determination, "This ends when I say it does."

The Night Guild Pirates were about to become part of the greatest conflict the world had seen in years. But Hiro wasn't going to let anyone stand in his way—not even the Marines, not even the World Government.