The following is a topic for Christmas event. It will primarily be about getting money, since she(my character) will be doing this for the benjamins, the bling bling, the green elixir. The second objective is getting kenbusho haki unlocked.

Voyage Name: Naughty or Nice
Location: Any
Participant(s): Solo or Group
Description: Santa Claus has sent the forces from Christmas hell down to the mortal plain with the only intent to terrorize any soul unlucky enough to be caught in their wake. Whether it's carnivorous reindeer, murderous elves, or snowmen arsonists, Santa's helpers just went hostile. Will you stand up against these monsters or will they leave behind a truly Silent Night come day break?

Chapter 4: Winter is coming?
Billowing clouds coalesced from the north, black as coal and thick as a dragon’s hide. The swirling tempest above raged as if it were the ocean below it. Darkness set in, thick and lonely the abyss within the deepest crevices in the ocean. With it, an oppressive chill which sapped the life of all those it descended upon. The ocean by contrast was still as a corpse, with a thin sheet of ice extending as far as the eye could see into the horizon and then some. A milky fog swept into the grand line, leaving visibility as short as your own nose as some points. Within hours snow blanketed the the grand line.

According to reports nothing escaped the wrath of this snowstorm, not even the natural winter islands. News coos still managed to fly though, spreading panic and hope with their arrival. To some the seagulls brought about doom and gloom. Fear would set in as more unusual reports came in, reporting events such as flying four legged animals with a hankering for human flesh. Others reported fairies, gremlins, hobgoblins...small tiny people snatching their loved ones. The dead rising from the snow and fires inundating the world, in a time where leaving one’s home was near suicide. Though for some, staying was also just as bad. The worst sign of them all according to rumors spread by word of mouth, was a lively sound reminiscent of hand bells. Water 7 was turned into a giant icicle at the center of a swirling tempest of storm clouds.

However despite their dire straits, water 7 was among the least affected in paradise. Their strong engineering background and hearty shipwrights were the perfect combination for keeping the lights on throughout paradise. The seatrains charged forth with reckless abandon. Their courageous charge through ice, winds, and a deathly cold kept the flow of goods going for many. Fire wood, fuel, and other essentials were transported by lonely battered trains. Lina was spending much of her time handling the goods and loading trains coming in and out of water 7. Though she was often inundated by ice or knee deep in snow, she weathered through the pain and never stood down to the weather. Sometimes her fellow workers would have to use their strength and girth to drag her kicking and writhing from work sites.

There she was, covered in snow and face planted into the warm hardwood floor by a roaring dancing flame. Her fists clenched, air tight with varicose viens sticking out. She grit her teeth and tried to move, but her body wouldn’t listen.
The sound of familiar heavy set boots approached her, a cloud of smoke fell upon her and as usual made her cough. As she heaved for air while struggling to fan the smoke from her face a familiar voice echoed in her ears, “ Aye, you over working yerself again, skip”? Lina growled, but stopped her restless struggle. She fell to the floor and rested her cheeks on warmth of the floor once more. A cup of cocoa with marshmellows and cream filled her vision. There was a silence between them. “ git it and git up skips”. She growled at him and used what little strength she had to prop herself against the brick lining of the chimney.
“ Fellas said they found ya kneel’en in’da snow, clenching a box of firewoad ‘gen”. She nodded weakly and reached for the cocoa. “ feelen numb skip”? Once more she nodded as she wrestled with the small cup of cocoa,defiantly twirling around her limbs to show she was alright. Though on the inside she was screaming bloody murder. Captain Dill dropped fancy looking paper at her feet, with a high class insignia holding it rolled up. As she was about to toss it in the fire she shook his head, “ no greenfoot, ye’ve godiit”.
Her eyebrow rose in curiousity, “ got what”? He grunted and coughed, “ it. Yer somethin special or some shit. That’s what dem higher ups be saying. The--I also want’cha to do something more suited to yer skill set”. She looked down at the rolled up piece of paper again and took a gander at it. Letting it sink in before replying, “ Fuck’em. They’re living the live while folks are starving and sufferin”. He got up and paid for the cocoa as he headed out. “ Think’uf it as an opportunity skips. Jus givit some thought. We need someone with their head on straight up’ thar”.

Chapter 4, part 2: Name?

Lina lied about, enjoying her cocoa and the company of the tavern. It was alive with some of the roughest and toughest shipwrights this side of the grand line they’d say. Salty spittoon, a place for food-booze-sleep. A place meant to be an enclave from the rest of the world. Where a fella can talk smack about the waitress’ fat ass and where the waitress can dump alcohol in his pants without worry. Lina smiled and enjoyed it all, pouting every now and then when people asked if Dill was her father. On the other hand she also spent some time looking out the window, which was supposed to be a busy market square.

There should be slum dogs selling questionable fish. Giant sea horses should be taking people up and down water 7. Merchants should be selling overpriced goods and hagglers should be having a shouting match with them. Now it was empty, a barren wasteland full of ice married with an imposing darkness which seemed to swallow the light. The weather had died down a tad, so she decided to head on out. “ Skips you be going”? She turned about face and nodded, “ yep gramm gramm, see y’all in the morn”. As she said that, the ice on the window seemed to move just a smidge, creeping up and away.

Lina paused, her hand trembled but she didn’t know why. She broke into a cold sweat and started to pant. The waitress ran up and tried to console her. She rubbed her back and said, “ hun you aight? Dill paid for ya to stay if’n you wanted”. Lina shook her head and gave her a smile, “ S’all right gretch. Thanks anyways but I gotta get going”. Entering the storm she hugged her extra jacket and cape while walking home.
Though the air was quiet and the wind calm, there seemed to be something there. It wasn’t a concrete feeling for lina. Rather it was like an instinctive thing, the type of feeling ya get when choosing a multiple choice question. Or the feeling ya get before just avoiding a bus. Her chest felt funny and her hairs were standing on edge. It was as if she heard whispering. Though as someone with little belief in the supernatural, she barely believed the papers when they talked about devil fruits. So she certainly wasn’t going to let the goosebumps get the better of her.

As she walked down the street, a group of people were gather round a bunch of candles. Curiousity getting the better of her she approached the crowd to see pictures of children, each with a candle. All around her were sad parents, sobbing mothers and stonewall fathers with clenched fists as they held their wives next to em. Lina knelt down and bowed her head, giving her respects to the memorial.

 “ who’d ya lose girl”? Lina looked up to find a mother trying her best to keep her composure for fear of the cold freezing her tears. Lina shook her head, “ nah I didn’t lose anyone mam. Was just paying my respects. What happened to these kids”? The woman explained that some of them were kids who fell ill, but others were missing. “ a-a-a--ahh---as for mah bay ba baby boy, he didn’t come home. Ah told em to stay right there while momma got some food”. She pointed as if it were the spot, showing the short distance between the two. “ then all’ve a sudden mahh babby boy was going. No footprints...no nuffin”. Lina placed her hand on the grieving mother’s shoulder and assured her everything was going to be okay. It was perhaps the only thing she could say at that moment. She had no idea how to console someone who lost someone. As she left she saw something odd in the peripheal of her vision, but she didn’t say much. The woman grabbed her hand and kissed it, “ before you got deary, what’s yer name”? Lina grabbed her hand back and shook it. “ folks call me skippy, skip for short. If you ev’r wanna talk just ask for skippy at Galley-La Coh”. The woman didn’t let go immediately, but her expression was off for a moment. She seemed, a little annoyed before letting go and crying again. “ you...you take care too”. As Lina walked away, she rubbed her chin. She thought that woman had coal for eyes.

Chapter 4, part 3: The Nameless Baron


Lina trudged through the snow, shaking her head and leaving the memorial site behind. She attributed her tickle feeling to nerves and goosebumps to the chilling cold which beset a sunless water 7. With the sea elevators out of order, she had to climb up the island's spire by foot. The road was icy and the inner city, dark. Her lone footsteps, light and soft, seemed to roar like a lion in the void that was water 7. It wasn't until she made it to the upper district where she could hear voices, see lights, and find signs of life. There at the gates of the walled off district were two guards armed to the teeth with an assortment of cold resistant weaponry. The pair hugged their own grisly glaives, with a serrated tip whose shadow danced in their oil lamp light. One stepped forward with his hand out, revealing a shotgun with its barrel sawed off at his hip.

Lina paused with her hands where they could see them. " I'm here because Captin Dill of the Galley-La coh sent me". The man held his hand out, face stone cold without so much as a quiver. " Let me see your summons, girl". She slowly reached behind her, which made the other one grip his weapon's pole with audible stress. She pulled out the paper and gingerly placed it in the large man's palm. He examined it, held it to the light and whispered with his partner regarding the seal. She stood up straight and didn't not move either, her left hand held close to her hip just in case.

" sawry bout the wait mam. I will escort you to the Nameless baron". She sighed heavily, admiring her billowing breath in the dim light. She nodded her head and began to follow the man. " Are you okay mam, we have extra clothing if you're in need". Lina smiled and shook her head, " S'all right these are fine for me. Just part of my mental training...if'n ya know what I mean". He nodded as well and continued forth, leading her up a steep incline. "before we get there, there's one rule you should keep in mind".

She nodded in acknowledgement and gave him a hand gesture to go on. " Here in the upper district every aristocrat, bidness---man, and baron has their own quirks. The Nameless Baron, as you might be aware...is unknown to anyone on water 7. You too will remain nameless. Should you need a designation, use a false name".
She raised her eyebrow and rubbed her chin in a curious fashion. As she went to respond he held his hand out once more, " Miss..we've had some bad happenings lately. Names are powerful to both the living and otherwise. Tread carefully now". He saluted her and left the tiny girl standing in front of a massive yard, perhaps a few aces just in the front leading to the towering manor, sending its shadow to engulf her.

Chapter 4, part 4: The name's Skips


Lina took a long hard look at the mansion silently looming in the distance, drinking it all up with an air of trepidation. She nibbled on a light snack, dried fish as she contemplated running away. She could still see the man's footprints heading toward the gate. The temptation to follow them was strong,but her gut said otherwise. She slapped her cheeks with her palms and shook her head to get the wiggles and the jitters out of her system. She took hold of the iron gate before her, with bars as thick as cannon barrels, standing around 10 meters tall with sharp imposing spikes at the top of them. She surveyed her surroundings wiping snow off of the gate and looking for any way in. That is until she found a freezing den den shivering in a little hold made for it." b-b-bb-bbeedil..beedil beep". It was ringing faintly, for what it was worth.

She reached out and took hold of its icey receiver, taking a deep breath before answering. The snail had bony cheeks and an imposing scowl. " So yer the one the ship wrights sent huh"? She gulped and nodded out of habit. " Yes'um I was sent by a friend to meet the nameless Baron". The snail's eyes squinted before it spit a loogie to the side, " K and don't nod. No one's there girl. I'll be out soon".

Lina stood out in the cold,but not before picking up the poor shivering den den. It looked up at her with teary puppy dog eyes and quivering lips. She cupped it in the palms of her hands gingerly lifted it up close to her chest to shield it from the chilling winds. Within minutes though, gears began to grind and the sound of rushing water shot through the walls, causing the gate to slowly creak open and outward. She cautiously treaded forward, with snail in hand.
There was a long winding path toward the manor's front door. The grass was frozen and slow rolling clouds of steam ebbed and flowed periodically before instantly dissipating in the overwhelming cold. Flowers lay limp, buried under a few inches of snow. The tickle feeling was strong in her, now as if she had needles pricking into her back.
She approached the front patio within minutes, to find a frozen swing and drooping plants. She made a fist and went to knock on the door, but it swung open on its own. The house lit by oil lamps and barely warmer than outside, beckoned to her. She cautiously took a step forward, instinctively placing the den den on a nearby dresser.

A man flew from the set of stairs at the entrance, spinning fast with his leg coming down upon her like a saw. Her right arm swung forward and met his kick head on, sending a powerful shockwave in all directions. Cabinets shook, the floorboards trembled, and suddenly even the cold receded to leave behind a force of nature neither really understood. She swung her blackened arm out and he used that energy to roll away from her. He hit the ground with his full weight, but he did not flinch. His light bandages which wrapped around his head unraveled slightly, revealing a scarred face and lifeless eyes beset by cataracts.

"That's enough fighter 1, who be you"? An imposing man in a black tuxedo emerged from the darkness, revealing his bony cheeks.

"...the name's skips".

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Chapter 4, part 5:Disturbances


Lina winced, clenching her fist and gritting her teeth standing at the entrance in a cold sweat. Another figure joined them, following the bony cheeked butler. He was frail with thin bony hands which looked as if they would turn to dust any moment. He was clad in a robe which covered him head to toe, with a steady stream of breath flowing from the mouth of his hood. Labored breathed with a slight hunch, it seemed as if this man was not long for this world. He threw his arms up and with a raspy voice addressed them all. " Welcome Skips, to my humble abode. You may make yourself feel at home in the dining room, I will be there shortly". The butler went ahead, bowed and gestured with his arms to move along in their direction. Lina gulped and moved ahead, finding herself standing before a 50 foot table with 30 or so seats. She randomly grabbed on and flipped it around, resting her head on the head of the chair.

The little hunchedback man leaned over the table, looking in the direction of Lina while his servant was standing to his left and the fighter seated to his right. Lina cleared her throat with a small cough and stood up. " before we begin nameless, I want to discuss my pay before anything". The frail figure sat back and rubbed his chin. He snapped his fingers and waited for his servant to instinctively walk into the back of the room. He picked up a lamp and began rummaging through a bunch of name cards on a roll.

There a safe with a 15 foot steel door solemnly stood before them, whose shadows danced in the flickering lamp light. He swung the safe's turn dialed like a ship's wheel. Then with a lightning fast hand stopped it, then again and again. Each time with a calculated hand motion set it in the correct place every time.

From within the faint lamp's light revealed mounds of gold coins, beli bills, coins, statues, art, and last but not least a mound of chests. " Servant 1, grab the simple girl one of the small ones. Perhaps ma---no that won't do. Just a chest okay"? Lina grit her teeth and resisted the urge to growl under her breath. Servant 1, his boney cheeked butler dragged the chest with him and slammed it into the table without concern for it. It was 4 feet long and 3 feet wide. In it were neatly wrapped beli bills worth 1,000 beli held together by a band in the middle of a stack of em. Servant 1 held one out and bent the stack, letting it make a ruddering noise to show just how many bills were there. "100,000 beli here, your pay will be 25 million when your job is fulfilled". He placed the beli back into the chest and slammed it shut.

The Nameless Baron wrapped his fingers together and gave her a nonchalant shrug, " Okay see there's your money skips. Ready t---". A loud bang interrupted fragile man, it was hard and stronger than any human could muster. From a pipe jutting out of the corner of the room, a screeching woman's voice rang through the house. " Sir brace yourself! Do not tell it anything"! Servant 1 in turn placed tape on the frail man's mouth without showing his face and used his body as a shield.

The manor trembled, the windows rattled...a loud thump from the opposite side of the house made itself known. Lina coated her right hand in jetblack haki and ran to the disturbance. It was similar to what she felt before, a tickle feeling if you will. The other fighter trailed behind her as she found herself lost in a hallway of endless doors. Another loud thump,but it seemed to come from every direction. Not just because it echo'd, but because the force seemed to come from multiple directions. " young lady you're on the right track! feel it! Feel the evile"!

Lina cleared her mind and stared out in front of her, letting all else disappear from her psyche.


She smirked and jet toward the left, looking up to find an empty room, with but one window. Etched into the frost were scribbles, illegible at that. She slowly approached it, with each passing moment the scribbles looked more legible. There in a spiral pattern were names...alongside one word: Naughty.

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Chapter 4, part 6: The will of..god?


The dark dancing flames along sandai kitetsu's blade began to simmer down and taper off into that of a simple pattern in the hamon of the blade. The jetblack began to recede rapidly until it completely left the blade and her arm completely. The fighter who accompanied her broke in a cold sweat. He ran his fingers along the window, feeling the names written there. He shuttered, pressing his fingers against the glass. Lina heard it start to be strained and went to calm him down, but the blind man pulled away and left without a word. The nameless baron and his servant came into the room shortly after, the sound of the tape being slowly ripped from his saggy face made her cringe.

" Are you a spiritual person, young lady"? She hung on his question for a moment or two, drinking it in and really letting the gravity of it wash over her. " Because your hand..in my country is that of the god hand. You are a messenger, a prophet, and perhaps..a future queen. You are destined for greater things than most". Lina had turned about face by then, with a smirk and a shrug." I don't much subscribe to such things sir, for you see. When the impulse to murder those bastards partying down the street comes to mind...well any god would find me to be an abhorrent cur".

The Nameless baron laughed, holding his sides as if she had told the funniest joke in the world. " That is the making of a true would be conquerer"! His shakey arms reached up and his fingers wrenched the heavens. " Reach upon god's throne and pull him from his throne! Challenge the world with that will of yours and make it tremble girl". Lina gave him a troubled expression, unable to really grasp what he's saying. " I don't even know what that means sir". He went to respond,but collapsed, grasping his chest and wheezing for air.


Servant 1 nodded and walked off with the baron in tow. Just as Lina went to go and follow them, she felt a tug at her abdomen.  There standing behind her without so much as a peep was old lady with a head way too big for her body.

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Chapter 4, part 7: There's power in names


Lina flinched, trembling just for a moment before scowling and looking the other way. " d-don't cha know that's ra-r-ara-rude to sneak up on people"? The old woman did not budge, her eyes almost as if they were crystal balls with black smoke swirling on the inside. Lina scratched her chin and leaned in closer, seeing her reflection in her left eye. She slowly reached out, sticking her index finger out
lightly touch it. When the old woman blinked, with a cheek to cheek smile. Her teeth were yellow and riddled with holes. Lina swiftly pulled back and recoiled with rosey red cheeks." Deary deary tell me, have you noticed anything strannnge"? Lina squinted and wondered if she was serious. " uhh..the snow..those names 'n uh dunno besides that. they're prettty strange mam".

The elderly woman shook her head with one finger held up, " names....have you ever given it thought"? Lina shrugged, " A name is a name. it's just a designation". The old woman lunged toward her and grasped her shoulders. She shook lina hard but not violently, garnering all the young woman's attention handedly. She let go and wagged her finger at Lina, " no it's more than just designation. Ever wonder why the mere name of a bad person can bring down the stability of an island? Or how a good one can inspire actual heroism, despite human nature? Deary think. about. it. The name is..."? She rolled her hand at the wrist, trying to get an answer out of Lina. She however was still sort of out of it and not sure what to say. " it's a key to your soul. The monster...I know not of his name. However I know he is after your soul. Those memorials out there. You saw them right"?

Lina nervously nodded, " Yes mam...". The old woman pulled back and placed her hands behind her. " Those people, young and old did not revere the importance of their names. Did any of them ask for your name"? Lina gave her a curious look and nodded. " some mother did, she was grieving and wanted to make my...acquaintence"? The old woman's color started to fade, " did she tell you hers"? Lina shook her head, pulling back slowly as her chest was in knots. " did you tell her....yours". Her eyes were near hyponotic, with a blue hue that seemed to peer into her very being. Lina felt violated in some sense, as if the old woman were invading her sanctity. She stood up tall, clenched her fists and drove her presence away. In the simplest of terms, it's as if she peered back into the old woman as if her life depended on it. Though she never reached for her blade, sensing no ill intent. Not like the intent she felt on the way there.


" no mam, I did not answer that question. Though I will say...there was something off about her. Must have been tired though". The old woman seemed to calm down. She nodded her head and reached into her pocket. In between her index finger and thumb was a light peice of string with a dreamcatcher dangling from it. " deary, hang this on your door tonight. and if you are visited personally, do not utter your name".

Lina held out her hand and let the small strange net like thing rest on her hands. " for you see...it can only take those whose names that it knows. the being is purging those with sin..your name is paramount to letting it in".

Lina's eye brow was raised and she took a long look at it. " what evs".

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Chapter 5: The calm


For days nothing much seemed to happen. Later that night she found out her job was just to be a mercenary body guard. The job was only looking for fighters with special powers, devil fruit or otherwise. Though Lina didn't know what made her special, she had already been up there and felt like it'd be an easy 25 million.

Every morning she would wake up to the strange web of strings hanging on the back of her door. A dreamcatcher the elderly woman called it. She shook her head every morning and headed downstairs the same way each time. The house itself was akin to a labyrinth, with twists and turns. It was symmetrical both in its design and decor. She saw crosses which in some ways seemed grisly to her due to having a man nailed to it by his limbs. There were limbs, organs, and other body parts in jars lining the hallway. Upon meeting the foyer where she first met the Nameless baron, she felt the newly polished rail leading down the spotless carpet running down the stairs. In the air she smelt the usual breakfast being prepared by the bony cheeked butler affectionately named, " Servant 1". He graciously prepared meals for everyone so that they would not have to weather the storm outside.


The cataratic fighter silently ate his food and the Nameless baron was in a jolly mood like usual. " morning morning little girl...haha warm day ey"? Lina obliged him like usual, giving him a sly wink. " oh I wish, maybe we could have gone for a dip". The elderly man laughed it off, as he waited for the next spoon full of soup. Lina joined them as usual, eating a hearty meal free of charge. The life they were living was strange to her, no the life she was living those few weeks felt strange.

Lina would often explore the manor and oversee the deliveries made to the manor. Each one felt unreal to her. For the Nameless baron it was business as usual, just a little colder. To the rest of Water 7 it was a fight to survive. She got to know the delivery guy, " aye little lady, sign right 'ere n' 'ere. Oh 'ere too k"? She nodded and signed this and that until it became as routine as breathing.


In the afternoons she would explore the manor some more. It was often dark in places, but she was practicing using her intuition. Using it to navigate dark hall ways. Using it to find her way back. Using it to find new interesting things lying about. In one chamber she found a skeleton standing alone with lights pointing up and down it. The skeleton's shadow stretched out in all directions, striking features were marked by deep grooves and deep cavities throughout its body.

She admired the beast, while at the same time hesistant to touch. Its serrated teeth looked like knives. The shadows within the beat seemed real, as if it would pop out and attack her at any moment. She looked down and pulled away, seeing something stirring in the corner of her eye. A humanoid figure was outside in the expansive yard. Behind it was a round shadow, with sharp spiny sticks for arms held outward. The figure was wobbly, lina pressed against the glass banged on the window. " Hey hey geddup. don't sit there"!

The round figure dragged the humanoid figure away, sending lina into a frenzy. Still on the third floor she sprinted down the hallway with a reckless abandon. Each stairwell jumping to the ground and  rushing forth like a tiny locomotive. As she reached the front door, there standing in the way was the old woman. " Don't go child". Lina shook her head, mind empty and heart racing, beating like war drums. She ran out into the yard and followed the tracks in the snow. It was not foot prints, but rather was reminiscent to a bulldozer pushing forward with two lines in the snow around the size of a child's foot being dragged further into the woods leading out onto the cliff side. Lina sprinted forth trudging through the snow with stiff movements and heavy limbs. " hold'on ho--ld'on I'm a comming"!

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Chapter 5, part 2: The taken


The cry gave Lina pause, suddenly her body stopped moving and her mind came to a screeching halt. The voice on the other side was not human, or rather seemed human like. She couldn't place her finger on it,but it was not normal. Almost as if the person crying out had a hole in their neck. She stopped, looking about to find nothing familiar. The world itself seemed to be different, old barren trees reaching toward the heavens and a screeching gust ripping through the grove. " hello--little girl where 'r ya"?


Lina stood still, eyes seeing nothing different no matter where she looked. C'mon look harder. Find something. c'mon. if I was that old woman... She let her mind go blank, the voice was began to come from every direction. The trees started to rustle, snow fell on its own from the bare canopy. The sound of shuffling filled her senses. " Child calm yourself".

Lina opened her eyes to find the old woman right beside her. " What the heck?! what--how argh you...doing"? The old woman only held a finger to her lips in a "shhhh" fashion. " listen to me child, you are going to get us both out of here. Just calm yourself". Lina went to protest, but the a cane whacked her forehead lightly. Each time she did, the cane poke swiped and whacked her good. As she lied in the snow, the old woman amidst a forest of hung corpses waited for lina to simply nod her head. " good, then we can begin".

Lina slowly rose to her feet, the right side of her body stung and became hot, so she drew her blade. The cane broke upon her cold steel like water on a dam. " Good good, follow that instinct". Lina's face was puzzled, but she had no time to even stammer. Her back tickled, sending her pivoting 180 degrees to send her blade ripping through a snowman. It writhed and wobbled, with a grin on its face. " What is your....name"? With that one question lina backed up, but only slightly. From her peripheral vision she saw other figures in the forest, shambling about. " protect us both deary".

Lina grabbed the old lady's wrist and ran. The sounds in the forest overwhelmed her, but her tickle feeling saved her time and time again. She strafed under logs, ducked flying branches, and seemingly avoided packs of humanoid figures by chance. " See you've got it girl! The god's eye! you are a conquerer"! Lina pulled her harder and sprinted at full speed, surprised to find no slack behind her. The two of them collapsed at the front porch. Her body felt like lead and her mind was still racing.

She felt big thick hands grab her by the shoulders, the likes of which nearly threw her inside. She hit the ground with a thump, rolling along until she hit the foot of the stairs.

Chapter 5, part 3: It only takes one


Lina's body felt like it was being ripped apart. She grimaced and looked out the door, where her companions had been moments before. She heard the door slam. The old woman was raving, her arm shaking as she struggled to clench the shirt of Servant 1. "m-m-mah my nah-n-na-nahm". He shoved the palm of his hand onto her mouth and roared in a manner Lina had never seen. " SKIPS GRAB THE TAPE". Tears started to well in his eyes and the color from his face fading away as the old woman writhed with no discernible rhyme or reason. Her voice muffled, but barely audible. His saddened visage erratically swung from rage to sorrow with each passing second. What was a moment in time felt like a year to her. She saw the tape on the dresser and slid it toward him. The fighter caught it and tore the tape a new one practically, nearly taping the old man's hand to her mouth.

" Did anyone hear"? There was no answer, only a crippling silence. Lina herself could only shake her head as did the others. Though they all heard it. Her name was Laura. A wandering gypsy who had helped the Nameless baron for decades. What started off as a mere fortune telling, ended up with the two living together for many years. During the winter in the new world, they encountered something up north that they never should have seen. They believed that they could escape that which wanted their name. They never could have imagined that which wanted their name would be able to bring about this disaster upon the world.

Lina sat there, listening to the baron who sat slumped in his chair. He went on and on about the old lady sharing his beliefs about the super natural. It was as if he were a cult member or a religious fanatic. He believed humans had more to them than meets the eye, but what they called god hand was bushohaki. What was god's eye was kenbusho haki. Though not even Lina understood what it was herself. It came out when she was terrified or when the chips were down and there was no way out. Out there in the woods she felt something, but didn't know if what had happened was real or not.

She placed her hand on the Nameless Baron's shoulder and said, " Don't you worry sir. It'll be alright. I---don't know what was out there. But I will make sure it goes away". The baron didn't move, nor did he respond. Servant 1 shook his head and lifted the Nameless baron up. He nodded to Lina and went on his way. She walked about, inspecting the home for any changes. Determined to find what she saw out there. Trying to forget the grisly icicle fangs and cold eyes of coal which loomed over her.

Chapter 5, part 4: Disappearance


An overnight snowstorm rocked the manor. Sometimes it shook so much the remaining four thought the house would be lifted from its foundation and tossed aside. Lina was posted by the Nameless baron's side, who sat in a bare wooden chair. He did not move, nor did he talk or eat. When Laura was returned to her bed, Servant 1 dropped two more chests in front of her. " 75 million. protect the baron until help arrives in the morn and be on your way mercenary". Lina didn't know what to say, but she nodded. " uhh..why the sudden increase"?

He glared at her, " What you don't want it"? She shoot her hands and nodded her head. " yes sure...anything I should do in particular for this increase"? He leaned forward and looked her in the eye. " Just stay by his side. You will fulfill Laura's duties till we leave. Now then, time for me to make dinner". He said, fixing his tie and heading off into the dark hallway. The blind fighter was nowhere to be seen. Last she saw of him, he was nodding and heading off in the direction of the safe.

Lina propped herself against the wall, enjoying the moment of peace. Her sleep however, was disturbed by the old woman. Lina walked over and held her outstretched hand. " deary...do you know what my job was"? She shook her head, clasping the woman's hand tight. They didn't know what was wrong with her,but she had became really weak. Lying there as if she were on death's door with saggier skin than before." I was a glorified gaurd dog. One which bit the hand of its master".

" no no laura. Don't be foolish! You--'ere my partner. we were supposed to see raptors and ride the seakings"! The old woman hushed her employer, who plopped himself on her bed, barely keeping himself propped up beside her. " ahh you said my name. After so long you said it. Say it once more Nameless baron"! He repeated it in a hoarse tone, clenching her bedsheet and tears dripping from within the hood of his robe. " lloooorrrrrrr--aahahh"!

She smiled meekly, but could not lift her head. " Don't worry bighead, we're going to pay 1 billion. No 100 billion beli to get you well. Just--h..hold on". Lina rubbed his back and did what she could to console him. She placed her arm under his bicep, allowing him to prop himself up and walk back to his chair.

As the night went on, the old woman got worse than the Nameless baron became quieter. When the fighter wasn't unloading the rest of the safe, he was sitting at the window. When Servant 1 wasn't cooking, he was sitting by her side. As for Lina, she had been up for 2 days straight, her eyes like sandbags and her head calm but feeling empty.

" Go to bed skips, we got this". She didn't hear who said it, but she assumed it was the servant. Nodding her head, Lina went off to the room next door and let the sleep take her over.

Chapter 5, part 5: Duped


Lina awoke hours later to the sound of crashing window shutters flapping back and forth. The chill shook her to the bone, as did the tickle feeling welling in her stomach. She peeked her head out the window to find hundreds of windows open. The winds outside going to town on the mansion. She ran out the door, to find all the dreamcatchers on the floor. Next door there was no one to be found. Laura's bed blankets were thrown to the side and a trail of blood lead out and into the hallway. She shot down the hallway with her hands cupped like a megaphone,following it. " Servant 1, blind guy, Nameless baron! Where are you"!?

The trail ended at a fork in the hallway, no sign of blood nor struggle to be seen. She jolted down the left way, barreling down the way taking notice of everything. Every door was open. Yet every room was devoid of life. She tripped, falling flat on her face. She took deep breaths, trying to push herself up off the ground. " Skips, there you are thank god"! Lina turned about face to find the servant out of breath with the Nameless baron in tow. " it's the blind one, he's gone mad! and Laura can't find her"! Lina gestured a downward movement. " S'all right, let's go".

As the three went down the hall way a familiar feeling came back. A weak tickle feeling, light but certainly not alien. It was something she felt ever since she left the bar. As if she was being watched, being peered at, coveted if you will. Lina simply ran on ahead, with the servant following her. That is, until she saw something at the doorway leading outside. " okay so we gotta get snow shoes and jackets. Yes clothing. Hurry. The blind one is gonna come"!

Lina didn't turn to the older gentlemen, but she did slowly approach the stairs with rather calm tone. Her left hand was held out, 3 fingers emerged from her fist. " First thing's first Servant 1 was calm and stern. Second he was never emotional, even during crisis. But the damning thing of all...". As she spoke something fell to the floor, with a wet splattering sound. " that grumpy old coot never called me anything except mercenary. So why would he call me by my preferred name"?

Chapter 5, Part 6: Give me your name

A round shadow began to form as she examined the remains of the man once known as Servant 1. The sound of an unraveling paper filled the room, it crinkled audibly. " Naughty naughty naughty naughty. relinquish thy name. Skips". She turn to look up at him, with the face of the old woman and the frail body of the Nameless Baron. Her right arm became black as coal, her eyes contained a fire one could not control. She leaned forward, shifting her feet from side to side. The tickle feeling all around her, her body became hot and blood rushing through her veins.


Her blackened blade flew through the air, snow scattered about and melted instantly. " GIVE ME YOUR NAME! WHAT IS YOUR NAME"!? The snow man roared as she charged forth, bobbing, weaving and swerving while integrating swift slashes as she moved about. She pivoted to dodge an icicle jutting from the ground. Twirling in an arch, as hands made of snow tried to grab her. " NAME". As lina came into striking range, she spun with her blade coming up and over her head down upon the snowman. It screeched, leaving behind cloud of snow. Amidst the screeching wind and clattering windows she rushed forth following its bloodlust. She couldn't explain why she ran the way she did,but each direction she ran just seemed to make sense. The hotter her arm became, the more sure she had become.

Each time it lead her to the right place. All the doors in a hallway slammed shut and hobbling corpses approached her, iced over with signs of panic as they died. Her blade sung as she spun through the crowd, her blade chopping off legs and carving them a new one. " NAUGHTY NAUGHTY NAUGHTY"! It's voice no longer crackly, its voice was its own. She kicked off a wall and flipped through the air and rolled on the otherside of the crowd. As she did, cutting through only what was necessary. The floor was icey and she slid into a wall, slamming hard into it. She thrust herself forth and continued to bolt down the hall toward the panicking snowman. " LAURA, LINDSEY, LALAH, LIND---", cut off short by her blade as it traveled through one end and out the other.

It clapped with large arms of snow, revealing its jagged icicle teeth. It roared like a beast and wrenched in pain when she ducked and drove her blade downward as well. She flipped her blade the other way and pulled it up with both hands as it fell backward. Its body expanded and howling winds rushed forth, sending her flying backwards. She rolled to regain her bearings as a giant head of snow rushed forth. But at the last moment the blind fighter rushed out from behind her, with arms of brilliant blue. With icicles sticking out of his abdomen and blood decorating her, he jumped over her and drove his fish into the maw of the creature. Bones snapped and the sound of sinew ripping filled the air. He turned to her using the last of his strength. His arms around the monster's neck, for it could not expand within its grasp. It laughed, gurgling in the process. " You can not beat me...Jack Frost. Your friend's sacrifice was for nothing. Make your final move, girl"!

She rushed forth, blade held up and hilt near her chin. As she ran up, she strafed more glaives made of ice. Ignoring the pain from the cold, the numb overtaking her body. All she focused on was its telegraphed bloodlust, ducking one last time underneath the arms of one last corpse, that of Laura's. Lina knew she didn't notice the old bat's presence, but the corpse seemed to miss..on purpose. Jack frost roared as he went to envelop Lina. She extended her arms, closed her eyes and drove her blade into the face of the murderous snowman.

Chapter 5, Final:Epilogue

As the haze cleared the winds died down, all that remained was a leaning Lina with her blackened blade pinning down a squirming snowman. His mouth frothed with ice and it reached out toward her weakly. Though one could sense its killing intent even as it lied there dying." You--better watch chowt, you beddah not CRY! Bettah nawt pout i'ma telling you why...Santa claus is coming to town". The snowman lies there with a grin on its face, lying flat out satisfied with itself. " won't you tell me..your name"? She spun her blade by the hilt, with a grim scowl on her face. " Lina". The snowman melted and all its victims plopped to the floor like rocks.

She wrenched her blade out from the ground and looked toward the blind fighter, who had a satisfied smile on his face. " guess that's it, Lina. Such a simple name..for a simple girl". She knelt down and examined his wounds, shaking her head. " I'm a goner right"? She grinned, " my my you're sure talktative". He paused for a moment before shrugging as best as he could, " that's...well cuz there was nothing to talk about in this dreary old place". His chest went still and body leaned over..cold to the touch almost instantly.

Lina bowed her head and paid respects to the dead. Burying each person in the snow, each with their own markers: Servant 1, Nameless Baron, and Laura. She also gathered her money, using a door as a makeshift sled. Using rolled up blankets as rope to pull the door down the snowfilled streets of water 7.

In the end, no one really knew what happened with the exception of Lina. Those who were tasked with investigating the late Nameless baron’s manor found it as she’s left it. A giant refrigerator with a mountain of corpses and a dead baron. Calls for Lina were brought to light. Galley-La Co refused to talk to reporters.