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  Coby and Hancock spent the few hours sing stories, Hancock revealing things about her life that no one else had ever asked about. She loved reading adventure novels and was fasated by a history. Coby shared a few more details about his own jouralking about his crew, how they got strether with each adventure.

  For Coby, these women weren’t just anime characters to be ogled. Sure, they were beautiful, but it was never just about looks for him. Hancock was strong, fident, and deeply loyal to those she cared about. That’s what mattered most to him.

  Sure, Hancock was drop-dead geous, but he kicked the asses of beautiful women before. Alvida had been stunning after eating her Devil Fruit, but that didn’t stop him from smashio the ground. Kalifa, Shalria, the Celestial Dragon—none of them were spared just because of their looks. It was never about beauty for him; it was about character. That’s why he made it a point to get to know these women beyond their appearances. Nami, Nojiko, Vivi, Robin were suen and that is why he wooed them. They all had their own strength, their own reasons fhting. Coby respected that.

  He leaned forward, watg Hancock carefully. "I really admire how strong you are. You’ve been through a lot, a here you are, leading your crew, fighting for what you believe in."

  Hancock blushed lightly but didn’t turn away this time. "It’s not always easy, but I try. Being strong is the only way I protect the ones I love."

  Coby nodded. "That’s what I respect about you. It’s not just about power for you—it’s about loyalty." He paused, then added with a grin, "Plus, you’re not bad in a fight either."

  She chuckled, a rare, genuine ugh. "You’re not so bad yourself, Coby."

  The few days on the ship were peaceful. Coby and Hancock spent more time together, getting to know each other eveer. As they approached Impel Down, the tension began to rise. They knew what was at stake. Coby stood on the room, staring at the massive prison that loomed ahead from the window.

  Hancock joined him, her voice low. "Are you ready?"

  Coby ched his fists. "Yeah."

  Without another word, they prepared to disembark, their p in motion. Coby would sneak inside using Hancock’s Warlord status as cover. As they stepped off the ship, Coby held on tightly to Hancoder her cloak. Coby could hear the otion from the guards statio the entranpel Down. The iron gates creaked open slowly, revealing a t, heavily fortified structure ahead.

  When the door finally swung open, Vice-Warden Hannyabal stepped forward. He stopped just in front of Hancock, his eyes barely able to meet hers as he tried to remain posed.

  "Wele, Empress Boa Hancock!" he decred, his voice a little too eager. "It is an honor to have you here."

  Hancock didn’t respond, her gaze sharp and ued. Hannyabal’s smile faltered slightly, but he quickly regained his posure aured to the woman beside him. "This is Vice-Head Jailer Domino," he said, his toiffening as he introduced her. "She will guide you through the security check before you enter."

  Hancock followed Domino into the a vast room. The Visual Den Den Mushi positioned on the wall was rec everything.

  “Please remove your cloak,” Domino instructed. “It’s too easy to hide something within. Also, you’ll be cuffed with Seastone handcuffs before proceeding.”

  Hancock slowly uncsped her cloak. Just as Domino approached to pce the cuffs on her, Hancock turned, her eyes turned charming, "Go easy on me, please." Her fad words charmed eveone. In an instant, her fingers formed a heart shape.

  “Mero Mero Mellow.”

  A pink aura washed over the room, hitting Domino and the Den Den Mushi directly. Both the jailer and the surveilnail froze, petrified in pce. Hancock smirked slightly, satisfied with her work. “That should give us enough time.”

  With Domino and the Den Den Mushi turo stone, Coby slipped out from under Hancock’s cloak. His eyes quickly sed the room. “Looks clear.”

  Coby touched Domino’s face with his right hand, activating Mr. 2's powers. The transformation was instantaneous, his features shifting into a replica of Domino’s. He examined his neearance briefly, satisfied with the result.

  Hancock, standing nearby, narrowed her eyes, jealousy flickering across her face. "Why are you toug her?" she asked, her voice carrying an edge.

  Coby g her, raising an eyebrow. "Rex, it’s just part of my power. I turn into aouch." He smirked, giving her a quice-over. "I even turn into you now."

  Hancock calmed down after hearing Coby's expnation. With a sigh, she nodded, signaling for Coby to act.

  Coby immediately activated Geppo, jumping high to the ceiling. He positioned himself above the Den Den Mushi’s line of sight, using the shadows to stay hidden. Once he was secure, Hancock focused her attention ba Domino and the surveilnail. She undid the petrification. With Domino back to normal, Hancock handed over her cloak as if nothing had happened.

  Domino, unaware of what just transpired, proceeded with the iion as pnned. She attached the Seastone cuffs to Hancock’s wrists, her professional demeanor unged. "This is standard procedure," Domino said, her voice stiff and robotic. The cuffed Hancock stepped through the door where Hannyabal was waiting.

  As the door swung open, Coby slipped through silently, using Shadow Step to keep himself hidden from view. He moved quickly, gliding behind the Marines, unnoticed. He had thought briefly about repg Domino earlier, but with her in a petrified state, he couldn’t remove her clothes. There had been no spares lying around, so that pn had to be scrapped.

  As Hancock took the elevator with Hannyabal and the others, Coby separated from them, slipping unnoticed into the shadows. It was time to put the pn into motion.

  "Who should I turn into?" uttered to himself as he sed the faces in his library. There were so many options to mess with. "Crocodile? Nah, too high-profile. Lucci or Blueno? Hmm... Mr. 3? Nah, too trash. Enel? Not known enough down here on the Blue Sea. Aokiji arp? They're not really bad-bad, so no point in screwing them over." Coby smirked as he thought about Kizaru. "Would’ve been iing to turn into that guy for sho, but I didn’t get to touch his face."

  Shrugging, Coby transformed into Duval’s old self, his smirking face twisted into the ridiculous visage that once haunted Sanji’s wanted poster. He half sidered turning into Sanji, but the thought left a bad taste in his mouth, so Duval’s face would suffice.

  Activating Absalom’s invisibility powers, Coby became a ghost in the shadows, unseen and ued by the guards roaming Impel Down’s halls. His footsteps were silent as he moved. Coby crafted wax keys as he passed by each cell, tossing them in with a swift flick of his wrist. Chaos was essential. If he was going to stir up trouble and create enough distra, releasing as many prisoners as possible was the best move.

  The keys cttered against the bars, drawing the attention of the inmates inside. fusion rippled through the prisoners as they stared at the wax objects lying on the cold floor. Some, more daring than others, snatched them up, fumbling with the locks.

  “Heh, what’s this?” one of the prisoners muttered, shoving the key into the cell lock. A grin spread across his face as it clicked open, the door swinging free. “We’re out, boys!” he roared.

  Others followed suit, the sound of cell doors creaking open eg through the prison. Inmates began p out into the corridors, their faces twisted with glee as they realized freedom was within reach.

  Coby, still invisible, slipped past the crowd of esg prisoners, weaving through the chaos he sparked. Guards were already scrambling, shouting orders and rushing to tain the sudden outbreak. But it was too te—the riot was in full swing.

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