Grey wasn't shocked by the situation at all. All he felt was anger and anxiety to beat up those fucking Marines. They had the nerve to call themselves bringers of peace, and combatants against evil. Grey would have fun mashing these guys' teeth in. He kept his robe on, and placed his hand on his chin; as a form of complex thinking. How would he go about beating them up? Which move would he use first? He knew that these Marine scum had gone way to far. Just the little information the beautiful young lady got him would be enough. If only this situation wasn't so sour, maybe they could've slept together.

As Grey was in deep thought, he heard the voice of another man; much more firm and denser voice.

"Hey you! Bitch! Why the fuck are you outside? Who the fuck told you that you could leave your post and stop working."

It seemed that these Marine retards obviously didn't mind keeping such a thing a secret. Either their IQ wasn't above 5 or they were just really dumb; both cases were most likely true. It also seemed like this Marine didn't care for Grey's existence, yet...

"Oi, and you robe guy. What the fuck do you think you're doing here? Do you know who I work for. I work for the MARINES. In other words, get your ass straight and you didn't see anything on this island."

Grey felt like bashing he teeth in so hard, he would never be able to pronounce fucking 'salt' ever again without begin ridiculed. This fucking turd.

"Well if you're not going to fucking move, then you made an enemy of the Marines on Cropo Island! Let me warn you, we are one of the strongest Marines in the West Blue."

This force Grey to release a chuckle. How the hell were a bunch of grunts like these the strongest marines in the West Blue. This man was obviously hell bent on beating Grey up but Grey wasn't going to let that happened. He returned to his normal menacing look, and crossed his arms.

"Time for you to go to bed."

Grey jumped up about three meters into the air, and as he was falling down he channeled all his energy into his leg. His leg was right above the Marine's head, and Grey was sure this would be the ugly man's demise. Once his leg finally connected to the Marine's crane, the Marine's body was crushed into the dirt; resulting in only his head popping out of the ground. It was a funny sight, normally, but then again Grey was too pissed to laugh. He picked up the unconscious man, and threw him at the nearby Marine headquarters. The man broke one of the pillars that the building was standing on and Grey stood there waiting for the next crowd of Marines to come out.

Grey began to shout at the building, and the people inside, while raising his hands as a sign of rebellion. "This is how you treat your loyal citizen, you damn Corrupt Marines? You are just a bunch of worthless shits that do not deserve anything. You focking bastards. Come at ME!"

Grey knew he was bringing on a fight that he could win. He knew he was bringing a fight that he would enjoy. He knew that all of these marines would deserve this. He also wanted to know who the asshole behind this whole underground shitty plan was after all. He had to beat these Marines up and give them a lesson.

Grey began to smirk as he saw about 5 grunts coming out. Two of them seemed much stronger than the others, but still not strong enough to beat Grey. He smiled as he decided to get rid of all of the first four weak ones before getting to the stronger ones. This was going to be fun, and he was sure that he would be able to get rid of all the first four ones fairly easy with a roundhouse kick.

The Marine group was fairly obvious with the fighting style they wanted to approach against Grey with. As they began to form a circle around him, Grey knew that this was exactly how it was to be planned. His smirk was fairly devious and also very devilish.

"Time for most of you bastards to go to sleep."

He jumped up, and landed in a handstand on the higher tiered grunt. While on his head, Grey began to spin using his legs to kick all of the other Marines around town. Most of them went wherever, since Grey didn't guide them and they caused a whole mess in the town. Building were broken, and even the Marine Headquarters was practically in shambles. He had really ruined shit up this time. Once all of the lower tiered grunts were unconscious and scattered around the city in people's houses, Grey jumped off of the higher tiered Marine and kicked his body straight into Marine Headquarters. What fun he was having.

For the first time in some time, Grey was kind of out of breath. He was wasting a bunch of stamina, but luckily all he had left was one Marine that he had to beat up. He wanted to ask this Marine where there boss was so that he could deal with him too, but until he beat this one up first. Grey looked at the Grunt as he began to walk towards Grey.

"What do you want, you focking bastard?"

"Me? I just wanna save the helpless. Help the people that can't normally be helped. That starts by beating you all up, and rendering your boss useless."

"You couldn't beat him even if you tried."

"I bet I could. Just tell me where he is and I'll prove you wrong."

Before Grey received an answer, the grunt began to run at him and shove a cheeky punch straight to Grey's face. Grey received the punch, loosing his composure but getting very pissed. He gave the grunt a devilish look, which indirectly said 'you're over.' He rose his right leg up, and immediately shot 4 kicks at multiple directions of the Grunt's body. One to his face, two to his stomach, and the last one to his ball sack.

By the time Grey lowered his leg, and the Grunt was pushed back with such force he broke into the Marine Headquarters. He ran up to the grunt that was inside, and got him out of the building for questioning. Immediately after he brought him out, the Marine's building fell down and broke down into crumbles.

Grey placed the last grunt on the ground and looked straight at him. He wasn't unconscious, but he also was really damaged from everything Grey did to him. Grey hadn't even removed his cloak to fight them, but he removed his hood to show them his identity.

"I'm Grey, a pirate."

"That's why you want to stop us."

"Wrong, that is nothing close. Me being a pirate, and you all being Marines has nothing to do with why I want to ruin your organization. I am a man of ideals, and you are a bane to the name of justice, which is why I'm stopping this here. Not only that, but I'll also be helping people in the process."

"I'm guessing you want to know where the boss is."

"Correct."

"I'm not that easy to crack."

"Do you want me to start beating you up again?"

"No, no, no... Ok, he's in the warehouse on the far east of the island. You can get there by foot in about 10 minutes."

"Great, tell your Higher ups to increase my bounty while you're out it."

"You know you won't beat him."

"We'll see about that."

Grey smirked and began to run away to the East. He didn't know what to expect from this boss of theirs but he was sure that he would be able to beat him. After all, who would be able to free the people of Cropo Island.