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Portgas Ace didn‘t know what was going on anymore. One moment he was in his dorm room chilling on Netflix and eating snacks and the next he was running from an uniformed hoard of people shouting how they‘re going to kill him.
It was not exactly what Ace imagined doing on a Sunday before school, even though he admits that school was not his biggest problem anymore looking at the hoard clad with swords out to get him.
Though the only thing on his mind now was how he didn‘t want his sweats to get caught in the approaching bushes as he swerved from the dirt path of the port into a forest.
Adrenalin to thank his body was listening to him and his feet practically flew over the uneven ground and roots littering on the floor of the forest. Ace absentmindedly registered the hoard calling out his name, or his not name? It was slightly different because the men were adding something in between his first and last name, sadly it was lost in between many shouts and his blood rushing in his ears as Ace bolted through the forest trying to lose the crowd of armed men.

