A Miserable Straw Hat Pirates

"Damn Sengoku, he knows Luffy is my grandson, yet he's not giving him any special treatment."

"He won't even let me see Luffy. Next time, I'm definitely going to clean out his office of all his rice crackers."

Garp spat out the saliva in his mouth, pouting as he complained about Sengoku. He then unceremoniously picked his nose while looking at the heavily guarded Impel Down.

It had been a long time since he last visited Impel Down.

He had originally been on a mission in the New World when he suddenly received news that Luffy had been captured and imprisoned in the world's greatest prison.

He was stunned at the time.

Dragon had mentioned wanting to see Luffy earlier, but not long after, news broke that Dragon had a major fight with a Marine Vice Admiral in Loguetown.

It seemed his name was Wilton. He was still a Rear Admiral back then, known to the outside world as a Marine Tough Guy and a capable subordinate of that Dalmatian kid.

The reason for the fight was that Wilton had captured Luffy, and Dragon had fought him to save his son.

The outcome was obvious: his grandson was saved by his son, and Luffy continued his pirate adventures. Garp had been planning to find time to see Luffy himself.

But soon after, he received news that Luffy had been captured by Wilton again in Alabasta and had even had a skirmish with Ace.

This time, Dragon wasn't there, and Luffy was handed over to Impel Down by that kid Smoker.

From the New World, Garp's reach was limited. He was also tied up with other matters at the time, so he only managed to return now. He had gone to Sengoku and obtained permission to visit.

He had also promised not to let Luffy escape, which was how Sengoku finally agreed.

There were some things Sengoku could overlook, but he couldn't show favoritism or turn a blind eye to matters that were out in the open.

Garp understood this perfectly; it was a tacit understanding among their friends.

The key point was that Garp had no intention of taking Luffy away. He figured it would be good for the idiot to suffer a bit, to let him know the harshness of the world and give up his dream of becoming the Pirate King.

After a few years, he could still find a way to get Luffy to become a Marine again.

The eldest son, Dragon, was already a lost cause. The second son, Ace, was also beyond saving. Only the third son, Luffy, had a sliver of a chance.

He hoped that after this dangerous experience, Luffy would gain some insight.

"Vice Admiral Garp."

The one who came to greet him personally was Vice Warden Domino. Director Magellan had called her over, clearly having received a call from Sengoku.

He also knew the purpose of Garp's visit to Impel Down this time.

It was only then that he learned one of the criminals Smoker had sent over last time was Garp's own grandson. He wondered if the person was dead yet.

If they were dead, it would be troublesome.

"Yo~ Domino, you've gotten more mature and sexier."

Garp knew Domino. In fact, he knew most of the key administrators of Impel Down, as he himself had been a frequent visitor to Impel Down in the past.

Every once in a while, he would personally escort some major pirates there.

"Vice Admiral Garp, Director Magellan is waiting for you in his office."

"Hahaha~"

"I don't want to get poisoned, nor do I want to wear a gas mask. Go back and tell Magellan that I'll just wander around myself. He'll agree."

Garp refused to meet Magellan.

He knew exactly what kind of place Impel Down was. He didn't know if Luffy was still alive, and even if he was, he was probably having a miserable time.

After all, no one in Impel Down knew that Luffy was his grandson.

"Alright!"

Domino nodded and left the escorting jailer to lead the way before turning to report to Magellan. In any case, Garp was very familiar with Impel Down.

He hadn't even spared the Infinite Hell.

After a tour of the first floor by the sea, Garp found no sign of Luffy or his companions.

He had reviewed the profiles of Luffy's companions before coming, so he had some understanding of them.

The underground first floor.

Crimson Hell.

Outside the prison cells was a large area resembling a forest, with trees whose leaves were as sharp as blades and grass that could pierce a person like needles.

At this moment, a large group of prisoners were running back and forth, chased by giant poisonous spiders and jailers. Cries and screams filled the air.

The leaves and grass were like blades, easily slicing through skin.

Upon closer inspection.

Among the crowd were the Straw Hat Pirates, Buggy, Bartholomew, Alvida, and Baroque agents.

They were currently only fit to be imprisoned on the underground first floor.

Perhaps it was because these individuals were too resilient, but several days had passed since they were thrown into Crimson Hell, and not a single one had died.

On the contrary, they seemed to be getting stronger.

It was possible that in the near future, these individuals would be transferred to the Beast Hell on the underground second floor.

"I'm going to die."

Usopp, dressed in a prison uniform, was pale and covered in wounds, especially his lower body which was riddled with them. He dared not fall, for if he did, the needle grass would pierce his body.

"Usopp, hold on a little longer. The guards and the venomous spiders will be driven away soon."

Zoro held Nami. Compared to the others who were covered in injuries, Nami was practically unharmed.

This was because she was always being carried by someone.

Either Zoro or Luffy.

"It's all your fault, you bunch of idiots. Otherwise, I wouldn't be suffering here."

Behind them.

Buggy, Alvida, and Bartholomew stuck out their tongues, constantly cursing Luffy beside them. As for the Baroque agents not far away, they were simply running with their heads down.

Devil Fruit Users were the unluckiest here. Those who hadn't eaten a Devil Fruit had an easier time.

"What's the point of blaming me? If you want to blame someone, blame that big Marine."

"Damn it."

"Damn you, Wilton. I'll tear you to pieces once I get out."

Mentioning Wilton, no one present didn't hate him.

Their misfortune was all because of Wilton.

After a while.

Everyone was driven into their cells. Today's torment was over, but they still had to endure hunger until the next morning when they might get some thin gruel. Then, they would be chased into the sword trees and needle grass again.

There was no hope to be seen here at all.

The daily torment could drive a person mad.

Meanwhile.

Garp also arrived at Crimson Hell. With a sweep of his Observation Haki, he accurately located Luffy and went straight to the outside of the cell.

Currently, Impel Down's prison cells were a bit tight, so the Straw Hat Pirates were locked up together.

Buggy, Bartholomew, and Alvida were fortunate enough to be locked up together as well. The Baroque agents were also in the same situation.

Therefore, the cells appeared somewhat crowded.

"Luffy."

"Luffy, wake up."

As soon as they returned to their cells, everyone rushed to rest and conserve energy. In this cold, hungry, and injured state, staying still, speaking little, and sleeping more was the only way to survive longer.

Zoro's eyes, which had been half-closed, suddenly opened. At some point, a figure had appeared outside the cell. He had snapped the lock with his bare hands and walked straight to the loudly sleeping Luffy, stopping in front of him.

In the dim light, they could see a grim and furious face.

Unconsciously.

Zoro lowered his breathing and could hear his own heartbeat. The atmosphere in the entire cell dropped to freezing point, making it difficult for them to breathe.

Nami, Usopp, and Chopper also woke up, instinctively tensing their bodies and not daring to move an inch.

"At a time like this, you still have the mind to sleep."

Garp's facial muscles twitched. He was angry, but also heartbroken. Luffy, wearing Seastone handcuffs and covered in wounds with a pale face, clearly hadn't had a good few days.

"Love-Love Fist."

With one punch.

Luffy, who had been sleeping soundly, suddenly jumped up, clutching his head with both hands, tears welling up in his eyes. He hopped around in pain before angrily looking up.