The Final Battle Begins

“SHARK ON DARTS!” Arlong launched himself at her like a torpedo.

Nami quickly swung her Clima-Tact and called out her first attack, “MIRAGE TEMPO!”

Four exact clones of the orange-haired navigator appeared around her. Arlong was already going too fast and speared right through the original… only for her to vanish into thin air.

Arlong snarled as the four clones scattered. “SHARK ON DARTS!” The Saw-Shark Fishman speared through a Nami clone only for it to vanish into thin air like the original. He quickly rebounded and launched himself at a new target. “SHARK ON DARTS!” Another clone vanished. “SHARK ON DARTS! SHARK ON DARTS!”

All four clones were gone. None of them had been Nami. The Catburglar had disappeared.

“Were you always this stupid?” The air shimmered on the other side of the pools from Arlong. Nami appeared and had somehow gotten all the way across Arlong Park while her opponent had been attacking her clones and was now standing below the towering form of Mohmoo.

“You sneaky little witch…” Arlong growled as he ran and dove into the waterway. His dorsal fin stuck out of the water like a shark’s as he shot towards her.

Nami swung her Clima-Tact upward and called out another attack. “WEATHER EGG!” Her weapon spat out a large white egg which flew up over her head. “Hatch for me, Thunder-chan!” The Weather Egg cracked and a dark storm cloud formed above her.

“Mooo?” Mohmoo called out in surprise as the black cloud blocked his view.

“Heads up Mohmoo!” she warned the Sea Cow.

“SHARK ON TOOTH!” Arlong came shooting out of the pool with his mouth wide open and his razor sharp teeth poised for an attack.

Nami swung her Clima-Tact and called down the lighting. “THUNDERBREED TEMPO!”

BA-ZAAAAAAT!

Lightning struck the soaking wet fishman and Arlong dropped to the ground at Nami’s feet.

Nami stuck out her tongue and taunted her foe. “I’m no Sanji-kun, but it looks like this fish is cooked!”

The Fishman Pirates weren’t pleased at Nami felling their leader and showered her with scorn.

“BOOOOO! BOOOOO! BOOOOOOO!”

There was one cheer though.

“Yay Nami! NYUU!”

Nami waved at Hachi but ignored the jeers of the others as she casually twirled her Clima-Tact and left Arlong lying smoking on the ground as she crossed to the other side of the pool.

“You didn’t really think it was going to be that easy… did you?”

The fishman monster glared at her as he shook off getting struck by lightning and stood up.

“To be perfectly honest…” Nami confessed as she stood confidently on the other side of the pool with her Clima-Tact poised beside her. “After everything else, I’d be disappointed if it was.”

Arlong sneered at her, “The little kitten’s learned some tricks... but you’re still just a human. It seems like you’ve forgotten your place during the time we’ve been apart. You should know better than anyone that no human could ever match the power of a Fishman! WE’RE THE LORDS OF CREATION! You may control the weather but I control the sea! WE’RE YOUR SUPERIORS AND YOU’RE NO MATCH FOR A SUPERIOR SPECIES!”

The Fishman Pirates cheered and chanted for their raging, elitist, braggart of a Captain.

“YEAH! AR-LONG! AR-LONG! AR-LONG!”

Nami rolled her eyes and scoffed at the monster from her nightmares. “Two years later and you’re still spouting the same tired old tirade. I’ve wanted to say this for ten years... You’re a lousy, lying, arrogant, vile, twisted, two-faced, SON OF A FISH!”

Arlong gnashed his teeth and glared at her. His cold blue eyes held a rage that used to terrify her. He let out a loud bellow, “TIME TO CLIP THE KITTY CAT'S CLAWS!” He dove back into the middle waterway.

Nami made a show of twirling her Clima-Tact around behind her back. “Today’s forecast calls for strong winds off the southern coast! And you should know better than anyone that my weather forecast is always accurate!”

A large, dark shadow covered the pool. Nami’s ominous black thunder cloud still loomed overhead and had been blown over the pool by the south winds that she’d predicted.

“TAKE THIS, BASTARD! THUNDERBREED TEMPO!”

Nami swung her Clima-Tact and once again called down the lightning. But this time it didn’t strike Arlong but rather the large pool that the Saw-Shark Fishman was lurking inside.

BA-ZZZAAAAAATTT!

Nami’s powerful bolt of lightning struck the water and channeled all of the loathing that had built up during her eight years of horrid servitude. The lightning electrified the water and the fishman within.

"NYU! NYU! GO NAMI!"

“NOOOOOOO!”

All but one of the Fishman Pirates cried out in shock while Nami stuck out her tongue and taunted them.

“Pool’s closed! Everyone out of the water!”