A ship pitches violently in a raging typhoon. A young boy in a spotted hat clings to the deck and cries out, "CORA-SAN... HAA- HMI" as massive waves crash over the railing. Someone shouts, "SHIT! NOW, OF ALL TIMES... A TYPHOON!!!" Below deck in calmer panels, the boy, face bruised and desperate, pleads with Corazon: "SO IF YOU HAPPEN TO BE AN ALLY OF THEIRS, A MARINE OF THEIRS... JUST TELL ME. THE GOVERNMENT KILLED THEM! MY FAMILY, MY CITY... THE GOVERNMENT...DESPITE KNOWING THAT WE'D DIE, MADE US DIG UP THE AMBER LEAD... ALL FOR THE SAKE OF PROFIT..." Corazon listens silently. The boy continues, "YOU BETTER UNDERSTAND THIS ONE FACT WELL. BY STEALING THE OPE OPE NO MI... DOFLAMINGO, THE MARINES, AND THE GOVERNMENT ITSELF...WE'LL BE MAKING ENEMIES OUT OF EVERY LAST ONE OF THEM! YOU BEST BE PREPARED FOR THE CONSEQUENCES OF THAT!!!" Corazon finally snaps back with a fierce glare, "I AIN'T NO MARINE! YOU IDIOT!" The boy looks relieved, muttering, "THAT'S A RELIEF..."