**Ender's Place in the World and Timeline.**

Ender is now 11 years old and there is absolutely nothing in this region of the world he is in currently that can contend with his current strength. While not maxed out currently with his stats, it's only a few years until he reaches his peak.

"It's beautiful..." Ender said as he examines the steel hammer in his hand. Using Ada's image as his basis in crafting it, he had recreated the legendary Mjolnir of Thor, the God of Thunder in all but power.

He ain't a god after all.

He didn't like the short handle so he extended it's length to 5' long and is satisfied with it's feel.

Swinging it around a few times he nods in satisfaction before storing it back in his inventory.

"Good. Now it's time."

{You sure you want to do this, Ender?}

"Yes," he nods, "We haven't left our neck of the woods in the 6 years I've been here. I'm more than strong enough to handle anything on this island, right?"

{... Haah! Fine then. Be careful and don't try and attract too much attention to yourself.}

"Okay."

He rushes off to explore further than he ever had before. His starting point being the beach. If this island has a civilized population then they would definitely be a port town right?

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Ender follows the beach towards the west and within 30 minutes he had already seen signs of civilization. A small coastal village with colorfully painted houses. Strangely enough he is unable to find anyone wandering around.

"Is this village abandoned?" Ender asks.

{No, it's not. I can detect a large gathering of people further ahead near a structure outside the main village. Check it out.}

"Got it."

He sprints towards the gathering only to find a terrible sight. A number of villagers injured and scared while being held up by some strange humanoids with fish-like aspects.

"What are they?"

{Huh!? Those are fish-man!}

Beyond the group of accosted villagers one particular fish-man stands out. Being at 8'7" he towers over everyone else easily.

Muscular, light blue saw-shark fish-man whose most distinctive trait is his saw-shaped nose. He has long, black hair with a widow's peak reaching down to his shoulders, under a brown ushanka. He has a fin on his nape, surrounded by his hair, and the gills are located on both the sides of his neck.

Ender can easily hear what the fish-man says as he raises his pistol at the forehead of the bloodied and injured woman standing in front of him.

"You'll be, my first example to the others...!" The fish-man says.

*Click!*

"Die for your stupid love." He finishes.

The woman smiles, taking a puff from her cigarette and shouts, "Nojiko! Nami!"

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The small little girls behind her are watching their mother with tears in their eyes. The woman then said in contentment, accepting her fate, "I love you ❤"

Everyone watches in fear as the fish-man's finger begins to slowly tighten on the trigger of his pistol...

{Ender, save her!}

Reacting instantly Ender vanishes in a puff.

*Zip!*

Expecting the satisfying blast of his gun and the splatter of a puny human's brain matter all over the ground. The fish-man is startled to find the lowly human woman still standing before him looking just as baffled as he is. Looking down he finds that his pistol is missing and purple flower petals fading into nothing.

"Where the hell's my gun!?" The fish-man shouts.

*Click!* *Click!* *Click!*

Clicking noises can be heard from nearby but he is more worried about his lost gun.

"Arlong!" Another fish-man calls out to him and points to a child of 11 years old with the blackest of hair, purple eyes, and outfitted in all black casually disassembling his gun.

Seeing this Arlong's eyes go red in fury and he shouts at Ender who is in his own little world playing with the gun, "You little bastard, what are you doing with my gun!?"

Glancing at Arlong in disinterest Ender said, "stealing your gun..." Flicking his left hand the gun disappears into his inventory.

"Fish belong in the sea. Get off my island." Ender says shocking everyone with his courageous demand.

"Little boy, I was going to use that bitch as an example." Arlong says, "but now I have decided that a child's corpse would leave a better message. Die boy!"

Arlong rushes at Ender with every intention of ripping him apart with his bare hands.

"LOOK OUT!" Belle-Mere shouts out.

Arlong swings his hand at Ender but before he can grab him-

*Zip!*

-he vanishes in a shroud of petals shocking the onlookers. Arlong looks around frantically and finds the boy tossing a number of green and black objects in his colleagues groups.

The objects explode and produce strange green and black creatures that begin to his aggressively at the fish-man.

*Hiss!* *Hiss!* *Hiss!*

"What the hell are these things?" A random fish-man asks.

"I don't know! The way they are hissing is creeping me out!" Another one replies.

The creepers begin to flash and pulsate. "They are blinking, why are they doing that."

"You know," Ender goes to say, "Ada has taught me alot about art during these 6 years. Thanks to a wise psychopath, I have come to know that art is... An explosion!"

Each of the creepers begin to detonate into a fiery inferno of carnage decimating a majority of the fish-man in the explosions. Most of them are moaning and crying out in agony suffering from the blasts. A good number of them are out with their fate being unknown.

One particular octopus fish-man went soaring towards the sea with Ada hoping he survives for some reason. Arlong watching as his bretheren suffer by the hands of a little monster from the East Blue.

Arlong roars out in fury and launches at Ender nose first intending to gore him.

"YOU LITTLE BASTARD!!! I'LL RIP YOU TO SHREDS!!" Arlong shouts.

Holding his hand forward Ender calls out his hammer and takes a batter's stance. When Arlong comes into range, Ender swings up and smashes the raging fish-man high into the sky.

"Now to add the finishing touch."

*Zip!*

Ender blinks above Arlong who had reached the peak of his ascent and swings down hard. When the hammer connects with the top of Arlong's head, his head caves in slightly and his eyes bulge out nearly popping out completely.

Like a bullet Arlong is shot back into the ground like a bullet and crashes in a blast of earth and dust.

Ender crashes back down into the ground himself, fully taking advantage of his fall damage immunity.

When the dust settles Arlong is out cold, eyes white with blood and foam bubbling from his mouth. According to Ada, Arlong may end up comatose or brain damaged after that hit.

"Think I overdid it?" Ender asks.

{Nah, he had it coming. He will live, but he might not be the same ever again. Do you know what we did?}

"What?"

{We changed a part of the canon! Belle-mere died in the original canon and Arlong would spend the next 10 years terrorizing Conomi Island. Gosa Village would have been destroyed, Arlong would build his eye-sore of a base, Nami would be forced to draw maps for Arlong, and set sail to steal belli to buy back Cocoyasi Village.}

"So... We changed the future?" Ender said.

{Exactly! I felt that Belle-mere's death was one of the saddest moments in the series.}

Ender nods. Noticing some of the least injured fish-man trying to recover, Endet blinks into double time and bonks all conscious fish-man into unconsciousness. The villagers are still staring at him in shock and a little in fear.

After all there is not a lot of 11 year olds in tbe world capable of easily taking out fish-man with a hugely oversized hammer and exploding green monsters.

Their question is...

"Where did this little monster come from?"

To be continued...