One Piece: Rise of Valoria

The air was still heavy with tension after the blood-soaked death match between Master Callen and his wife. The fire and chaos that had erupted in Mary Geoise earlier, sparked by Fisher Tiger's infiltration, continued to spread. Flames roared in the distance, and the sound of screams and soldiers scrambling to restore order echoed throughout the Holy City.

For William and the sisters, however, this was their chance.

William glanced at Hancock, Marigold, and Sandersonia. The tension in their shoulders remained, but a shared understanding passed between them: they were no longer slaves. They had broken their chains, both figuratively and literally, and now they had to seize their freedom. But there was one last task to take care of before leaving this cursed place.

"Alright, girls," William said, a sharp grin on his face. "Let's find the treasure."

The sisters nodded in unison, their expressions steely. They had earned this moment. They had suffered long enough. The wealth of the Celestial Dragons would be a small recompense for the years of pain they had endured. Master Callen's personal treasure trove was the least they could take.

The four of them moved swiftly through the darkened palace halls, careful not to draw any unnecessary attention. The chaos outside had distracted most of the guards and Marines stationed in Mary Geoise, making it easier to navigate without detection. William's enhanced observation Haki was in full use, ensuring they avoided any guards still patrolling outside the palace.

After several minutes of stealthy movement, they arrived at the grand, reinforced doors of Master Callen's treasure vault. William stepped forward, his keen dragon instincts sensing the immense wealth hidden behind the thick doors. 

"This is it," William said, his voice low but filled with anticipation.

Hancock, with her slender yet powerful fingers, tried opening the door, but it was locked with a complicated mechanical system. It was no surprise that Callen had spared no expense to protect his fortune. William, however, wasn't deterred.

"Stand back," he instructed, his voice firm but confident.

He summoned his dragon form's strength, his arm shifting into its fearsome dragon claw. With a single, powerful slash, his razor-sharp claws cut through the metal like it was paper. The vault door groaned and creaked before collapsing inward with a heavy thud. Dust and debris filled the air, but as it settled, the sight before them made the Boa sisters gasp.

The treasure trove was a sight to behold—massive piles of gold, countless bags of jewels, ornate crowns, and stacks of pristine banknotes. The gleam of wealth was blinding. In the center of the room sat three locked cases, each containing what could only be Demon Fruits. Their strange, swirling patterns indicated their immense value and rarity.

Hancock, Marigold, and Sandersonia stared at the riches in awe. They had been enslaved for so long, enduring humiliation and suffering, and now, before their eyes, lay the wealth of the very people who had oppressed them.

"Forty billion bellies..." Hancock whispered, her voice tinged with disbelief. "There's more wealth here than we've ever seen."

William, however, wasn't as mesmerized by the treasure. He had one goal in mind—escape. But the treasure would help them rebuild, secure their future, and fund their quest for revenge.

William's dragon claw receded, returning to his normal human form as he reached into the pocket dimension he had discovered through his Dragon Fruit's strange abilities. He explained it to the sisters as he worked, opening a small rift in the air.

"My space pocket is about twenty square meters," William said calmly, his eyes focused on the treasure. "It's enough to store all this treasure, but sadly, I can't teleport with it. I can only hide in it for a short while, because of the small amount of oxygen inside."

The sisters listened in fascination as William began moving piles of gold, jewels, and banknotes into the shimmering portal. The treasure disappeared into the pocket dimension, piece by piece, like a magician's trick. William moved with efficiency, his expression focused and determined. He even placed the three Devil Fruits carefully into the space pocket, knowing their value could be invaluable for future allies.

"It's perfect for storing things," William continued, "but it's not strong enough yet for me to escape to another place. That'll come later."

Hancock, watching him with admiration, nodded. "Even so, it's an incredible ability. This treasure will help us start over."

William smirked, his eyes gleaming with purpose. "Exactly. This is just the beginning."

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**Meanwhile, at Marineford...**

The grand halls of Marineford were in a state of tension. The mood in the meeting room was anything but calm. Fleet Admiral Sengoku had gathered the highest-ranking officers for an emergency meeting. News of the chaos in Mary Geoise had reached their ears only minutes ago, and the situation was grim. Fisher Tiger, the infamous Fish-Man pirate, had infiltrated the Holy Land and set it ablaze. The Celestial Dragons were in a panic, and the Marines were under immense pressure to restore order.

"How did this happen?" Sengoku demanded, slamming his fists on the table in frustration. "Mary Geoise is supposed to be impenetrable, and yet Fisher Tiger manages to sneak in and cause havoc? Who was responsible for security?"

Around the table, the highest-ranking officers of the Marines sat in silence, unsure how to respond. Vice Admiral Tsuru was present, her face calm and calculating, while several other key figures, watched the proceedings unfold.

Suddenly, the door to the meeting room burst open, and in came **Vice Admiral Garp**, half-asleep and yawning. He scratched his head lazily as he strolled into the room.

"What's all the fuss about, Sengoku?" Garp asked, barely stifling a laugh. "So someone's finally teaching those Celestial Dragons a lesson?"

Sengoku's face turned red with fury. "Garp! This is serious! Do you have any idea what's happening? Fisher Tiger is causing a rebellion in the heart of Mary Geoise, and the Celestial Dragons are furious. You need to remember your position!"

But Garp simply shrugged, his carefree demeanor not changing. "Ah, let them have a little chaos. Those scumbags had it coming for a long time."

Tsuru, ever calm, placed a hand on her chin. "Regardless, Garp, the repercussions of this event will be severe. We've already sent Admiral Akainu to Mary Geoise to deal with the situation. But we need to be prepared for what comes next."

Sengoku rubbed his temples, clearly exhausted from the mounting pressure. "This situation is escalating out of control. If Fisher Tiger gets away, this could embolden others."

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**Back in Mary Geoise...**

William finished packing the last of Master Callen's treasure into his space pocket, wiping his hands on his pants as he admired their handiwork. They had stripped the Celestial Dragon of every bit of wealth, but the real victory wasn't the money—it was the knowledge that they were about to leave this place behind forever.

"We're done here," William said, his voice filled with resolve. He turned to the Boa sisters, his eyes serious. "Now, we leave."

Hancock, still clutching the slave mark on her back, nodded solemnly. "We've waited long enough."

As they moved to exit the treasure vault, William paused for a moment. He took one last look around the opulent palace they had been imprisoned in for years. The halls that had once echoed with the commands of their master now stood eerily silent. It was a fitting end for a place so drenched in cruelty.

"Girls," William said, his voice filled with quiet intensity, "let's get out of this cursed place."

The Boa sisters followed him without hesitation, their steps swift and determined. The fires of Mary Geoise were spreading, and the city was in chaos. This was their moment. Their chance for freedom.

As they slipped into the shadows of the night, the flames reflected in William's eyes. The treasure was secure, their path was clear, and vengeance had only just begun.