Registration Link

Not Really a part 2 thread. The location of the GV changed.

Water 7 thread

Chapter 9: One small Step for Skippy, but One Giant step for this Gran Voyage


Lina stared up at the ceiling as the train rocked back and forth, chipping away at the distance toward Alabasta slowly but surely. She peered from side to side, to find a rather calm kart compared to her voyage from Drum. It was a different experience going from coach to second class which made it feel like night and day. She adored the premium headrests which fit to her form. Or the padded arm rests and seats, which were fluffy yet firm. However the one thing she loved more than anything was the food service trays the attendants brought up and down the aisles. Lina tugged on the sleeve of one and she jerked a little, taken aback by what had just happened. She frowned and was about to chew her out when the attendant realized it was just Lina. Generally second class wasn't expensive enough to weed out the scum, so a lot of the employees were still on alert. The small framed girl gave her a courtesy nod and handed Lina a bag of mixed nuts. " Here ya go mam, thanks for taking the sea train today"! Lina nodded back with a small grin with nuts still in her teeth. It was around 30 minutes before they reached their destination that Sandy island's famous tan mountains came into view and when an announcement sounded over the den den PA system,

" Attention All passengers, this train will be going out of service in Alubarna. Due to recent Pirate activity in Nanoha has made it unsafe to travel directly to Rain base. I repeat, recent Pirate activity in Nanoha will be going out of service in Nanoha".

Many customers sprung to their feet in a hurry, to the dismay of the attendants. They held their hands out and tried to calm the crowd which seemed to be on the verge of bursting at the seams. " Hey I'll pay more!" one passenger screamed over the crowd. Another roared out in agreement, then another and another with an actual beli offer. Many of the passengers had the usual stories. There was work in Rainbase, family, and other prior engagements which required them to be there as soon as possible. However, no matter the offer or the protest, the PA den den mushis held first with the same looped message. As for Lina, she merely sat on the headrest of her chair and ate the proverbial popcorn as chaos nearly ensued.

In the end it took a Marine hand to quell the crowd, who were on the wrong end of a rifle's barrel. Within minutes the train had reached its station and everyone was corralled out of the car slowly but surely. Once Lina reached the outside world once more, she was assaulted by a blistering hot seabreeze with a tinge of sand. Lina coughed and spit out the sand which got into her mouth as she ate her mix nuts. Without hesitation she tossed the bag aside and looked ahead at the bustling city of Alubarna. Many people were wearing head scarfs and covered head to toe in heavy clothing which surprised her some what, as it was common sense for her to want to actually take more clothes off in this heat. With a quick readjustment of her sweaty collar, she looked up at the blistering sun and wave lines from the heat and began her journey into the interior of the city.


Patcheeni paced back and forth, twirling his cane to and fro in front of the interrogation table. The captive was one of his own, a man with grisly sharp teeth and an elongated canine nose. He panted heavily, with spots of crimson lacerations decorating his navy blue uniform. " Now tell me, boy, why were you gone for so long"? The cane's tip lightly tapped his cheek, blunt with a white finish. The man's claws dug into the arm west and the pressure he exerted on his leather arm restraints caused the chair to creak. " Because...I...was...looking for her", he said with a lowered gaze. Patcheeni grinned and placed his cane under his chin to bring his frightened gaze to his own, " Now now cadet, you gave me a good piece of information. As a reward...", he paused and let the captive marine hang on his word. " I shall give you a relatively quick death".

The captive began to wrestle more as he was brought backward by two other guards, " Please sir you gotta believe me! I don't know. I don't know"! Patcheeni gave the others the signal to halt and kneeled down to get on his level. " I know". With but a tap of on the man's forehead, he fell backward into a pool of ocean water coming from an underground tract. The captive hit the water with a loud blunt crack against the water's surface, before he sunk like a rock. " What's the progress on the second strain of the serum, double O4"? The red head stomped out with an empty package of imported gelatin usually only afforded to the wealthy all the way from the new world and said, " Nevermind that sir. We have a real emergency here! My jello is all gone"!

Patcheeni shook his head and tossed her another from his pocket and shot her a dastardly glare.  She caught the jello package and fumbled it around a bit without dropping it. She gave him a half hearted thumbs up before playing with her hair. " uhh hahaha it's going well! Patients don't die of hemorrhaging anymore, but now they turn into freaks"! She snapped her fingers to have a pair of ensigns  bring in one of her test subjects, with uncontrolled hair growth and elongated arms, with grisly claws jutting from his former finger tips. One side of his face was what you'd expect from a zoan devil fruit, something they knew about before hand because of the initial capture of the first user. However this man was deformed, with twisted features and a bunch of half completed transformations which made the subject look like a Picasso painting. Tears streamed from the freak of nature's eyes as it hung its head.

Patcheeni tapped it with his cane once or twice, before placing the butt of his cane to its forehead. The beast looked up at the cipher pol dressed in a snazzy suit which probably costed more than his entire life with dreary blood shot eyes. With the push of a button the beast's eyes rolled into the back of its head before it went limp. " So this is the mass production serum? What do you reckon is the cause Elizabeth"?

The red head rubbed her chin and paced back and forth a few times as she ate her snack. " probably the unsterile environment its brewed in. The alpha serum made back at Marineford doesn't do this". Patcheeni was poking the corpse, which wasn't reverting after the subject died with great interest. " Interesting, have the guys from headquarters begin preparation for production on Sandy Isle".

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Chapter 9, part 2: Encounter


It wasn't long before Lina was running down the dingey underbelly of Alubarna. Although the city was bustling, probably even busier and more lively than water 7's business districts combined, it also had a greater sense of poverty as well. In between buildings such as restaurants, store fronts, and apartment complexes was a rampant homeless population lying in the shadows and out of the sunlight. Lina tripped, weaved and leapt around these vagrants hiding from the harsh beat of the sun. A combination of marine and local authorities under the crown were working to try and catch her. The local guard used their greater knowledge of the city to cut her off while the marines dove head first and tried to catch her as she ran down the alleyways and side streets. Lina lunged forward as she found herself at the wrong end of a line of a pikemen formation. She stopped in front of the spears and lunged forward while drawing her blade[Dragon's fang] to send the center spears all converging on her to the side. And with a quick turn using existing momentum she twisted while swinging her blade in at the off balance soldiers. Most of them this time backed away as she used one as a stepping stone to continue fleeing from her pursuers.

Upon jumping she found herself in a crowded district and grinned. She used different people as stepping stones to avoid having to weave through the crowd, while sending people flying in random directions to form a wall of people all falling over like dominoes. At the end toward the inner city she rolled over the last bit of crowd and continued off into the darkness leaving the marines and local soldiers in the dust. In a rush she found the first door and went in, panting and drenched in sweat. She fell to her knees and looked up at the surrounding environment, which happened to be a dive bar.  She felt the rush of cool air from the air conditioning den dens and let the air flow over her. Almost stuck in a trance, a waitress tapped her shoulder, sending Lina on her butt. " Oh ahh sorry girl, do you want to get out of the entrance please"? Lina turned about face to see a cloaked man with a pronounced beard standing at the door way. She schooched aside and let him through, but not before seeing his claws and twitching right arm.

The man approached the counter and slammed his left arm into the counter, with an animalistic snarl. " One bottle of yer hardest shit. and make it quick"! The bar tender did not flinch,but he glared at the man while breathing on his cup as he polished it. " We may not be a fancy establishment, but we show respect 'round here. You can take that attitude with ya stranger". The cloaked man slammed his arm into the counter again like a hammer and tossed the debris aside like it was nothing. The cloaked customer had been sloaching a bit, so when he rose to his full height he towered over the short bulbous bar tender. " Darlene, grab him the 32's on the double...".

Lina on the other hand slowly crept up to the aggressive guy as the others talked amongst themselves, some scowling while others shrugging the scene off as if it were only normal. She on the other hand leaned in with her jaw left hanging just a tad and gawked at his right arm. It was crooked within his coat and animal hairs were falling from it. Lina thought to herself, What would Strawberry girl say now?

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Alubarna, the capital city of the Alabasta. Home to the royal family and their consorts, it was a place of wonder and beauty. But, just long all things created by man it was built on the lives of slaves, fueled by the greed of the nobles and upper class. Bustling business and high dollar restaurants decorated the street corners, large white buildings towered high, seemingly sprung forth from desert sand like plants. But above all else, Alubaran Clocktower loomed over the entirety of the capital, its shadow acting like a sundial as it crept across the city during the daylight hours.

Though hidden from plain view, the scum and trash of the city were just as abundant here as anywhere else in this cruel world, crammed into the maze of dark alley ways that run throughout the city. With the royal palace being in the center, the closer you get to it, the more beautiful it becomes and the less corruption you see. The outskirts did not receive the same treatment however, patrolling guards were almost non existent, the few businesses that actually thrived were bars and brothels with the occasional general store. Similar to the central district, every corner here was also occupied by a form of business. Entrepreneurs if you will, peddling their wares to any and all who would buy from them. Though, their products differed greatly, those on the corner of the slums had always sold what would be considered hard to find or even illegal in other places. But recently a new form of product slowly flooded the market. Tales of euphoria and ecstasy, a high like no other, the word spread like wild fire, from high class nobles looking for a break from their dreary boring live to the trash in the slums grasping for an escape to a better place. Everyone wanted a taste.

Now, we find our hero in a more familiar place.

Bazil sat in the corner of the dark and musty bar, it reaked of nicotine and booze the place was far from glamorous and the clientele was even worse. His back to the wall, the young pirate had a habit of not allowing people to sit behind him similar to that of a mob boss, something that he had developed as a child in water seven. His eyes scanned the room, sizing up the collection of scum that decorated the dive bar, thieves and bandits for the most part. A few marine grunts were gathered on the opposite side of the room playing a game of cards, though Bazil couldn't see what game they were playing exactly they seemed to have an upper hand on any who participated with them. Having already hustled a few patrons out of their beli and in ones mans case his clothes. Including the bartender, the pirate counted four employees, two waitresses and a bouncer who did more flirting than work, seemingly letting anyone and everyone into the joint.

Motioning one of the waitresses over to his table, Bazil ordered a bottle of scotch, slapping the woman's ass as she walked away. As she left to grab the mans order, the young pirates eyes were drawn to the door. In it stood a small girl in a red cloak, seemingly living in her own little world as she was quickly encased in the shadow of much larger person. Stepping past the woman, the large man was covered in a brown cloak that reached the dirty floor, hiding much of his features. The only visible traits being a large beard and what little bit of his arm that hung out of the cloak. Maneuvering himself straight to the bar, the mans left arm moved out from cover revealing an obnoxious amount of body hair covering it.

The pirate watched as the main intimidated his way into getting a drink, something Bazil could only smirk at, as he still waited for his own drink to be served. "Whats this?" He mused to himself as he saw the small girl in the red cloak creep up on the towering figure at the bar. "Looks like today might be interesting after all."

Chapter 9, part 3


The hairy fellow stood to full height at around 8 feet tall, to eclipse the tiny little girl, who by comparison was a midget. He took one step toward her and she by pure instinct took one step back. She held her hands out and shook em wildly, as if to try and erase what had just been said, " ey...uhh sorry mister..no hard feelings right"? The cloaked figure's arm not extended out of its sleeve with a low animalistic growl. A very primal feeling exuded from him, much akin to the marines chasing her on Water 7. The difference here is this one seemed to have very little of his humanity left, both inside and out. It wasn't even a hostile feeling she got from him like before, but rather that of a threatened animal. " now now let's not do anything hasty now sir, it's just a little girl", said the bar tender rubbing his hands erratically as he pushed the bottle to him.

Others in the bar were actually started to get agitated by the fellow now, with the marines seemingly more interested in the two trouble makers than their game. Their shifty eyes and body language shifted toward the bar, as did some others as well. One drunken bar go'er, perhaps a construction worker with bulbous arms and a wide build clumsily got up from his seat. Each heavy set step he made, caused his man tits to jiggle as sauntered across the room. " Now'uh liss'in 'ere BUB, it's bin a lawng dey n I jus wanna relax", he said poking the basketball player sized man. The beast lashed and sent the man flying across the room with a back hand, revealing its animal features for all to see. Body hair grew out of his clothing like weeds. Sharp grisly teeth glistened in the dim bar light and two yellow eyes peered out at the rest of the bar.

Before Lina could step in the locals drew their guns, forming a small chorus of hammers being cocked at the same time. “Step back lil girl, this one’s an addict. Shot up too much of the devil’s elixir”. Out from the constructions worker’s group came a few friends who pulled him to safety. Lina gulped at the sound of the guns and backed away slowly. The addict grabbed her by the collar with his human hand and pulled Lina closer. As if to dare the others to fire on him now. Though he didn’t not speak, his haggard grin said it all.

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As the young pirate sat in the dark dreary corner of this little shit hole dive bar, he couldn't help but smile as he watched the events unfold. The beast like man smacking away the construction worker as if he was nothing more than an annoying insect. After swatting the man across the room, the mutated assailant took the young woman hostage. His large arm holding her in a dangerous and furry embrace, reminiscent of a choke hold. Fangs protruding from his haggard smile, the creature began violently swinging its beastly arm about causing the citizens brave enough to take up arms to step back. Afraid of not only causing injury to the girl, but mainly themselves. Pistols shaking in their hands, the liquid courage that all of them had been drinking was only so helpful in this situation. Even the marines were visibly shaken by the events unfolding.

Tightening his grip on the cloaked woman, the mutated man began to speak, "More..." Echoing the phrase "More.....", he began to repeat it louder and louder until the only audible noise he could make was a deranged laugh. It sent chills down the spines of the bars patrons, paralyzing them with fear. The beasts eyes darted around the room, most if not all of the customers now standing on their feet, some kind of weapon pointed in the monsters direction. His laughter died down, now replaced with a feverish-ed look, sweat dripped off his brow, the human parts flushed and red. His body language changed, becoming more erratic and less controlled. The woman still tight in his grasp, "Your stuff...." The beast shouted out in a deep tone "Give....it" Holding his claw to the woman's neck, implying harm will come to her if his demand wasn't met.

Slowly, the bar goers dropped their weapons at the beasts feet, his fanged grin growing with every item presented to him. "You guys next.." The monster groaned at the marines, who begrudgingly held onto their weapons until this point. Looking at each and back at the beast, then back at each other again. They nodded in agreement, as corrupt as they may be, they still had a duty to the people of Alabasta and in that moment they decided to charge the creature, weapons at the ready.

All the while Bazil sat at his table with a grin, feet propped up on the table watching it all unfold.

Chapter 9, part 4: Enter Bazil, the spikey haired freak


Lina's eyes widened as the animalistic freak pulled up toward his warm hair body, smacking her against his side. As she tried to pull away he scooped his arm around her chin and pulled up tightly to nestle her head within his muscular grasp. Lina winced, wishing he was actually choking her because he smelled to high heaven, armpit BO and urine. She tried to wiggle and worm her way out, but her legs just wouldn't reach the floor at first. She stared out at the people who tried to warn her, their resolve made Lina want to puke. Her gaze moved toward the guns plopping on the floor as the beast raved in her in tow. A small prick touched her neck, gently teasing her skin with the curved tip of his claw. " Morreeee, hahaha", he growled as he teased the girl. But there was one person who pissed her off more than any of them, a spikey haired red head who simply propped his feet up and had a rather pleased expression. To her it was as if he just loved what he was seeing.

She peered out at him, drowning out the weaklings wimpers. She even tuned out the marines who made empty threats on the beast, still standing aside as pressure began to be applied to her neck. "now...NOW", he roared. The beast lost his cool just long enough for Lina to pry his finger away by thrusting her arm forward as hard and quickly as she could. He yelped much like a canine as she swung forward and while he lost his cool, pulling him down low enough for her to feet to reach the ground. With a grin she kicked off with all her might and sent them flying back into the bar. The impact gave her a small enough window to pull her head from his grasp and rip him from the ground. She in turn wrapped her her arm under his human thigh and cradled him just enough to pull back on his shirt to lift him in the air. " Grrr, take this you...spikey haired FREAK"!

She turned 180 degrees and slammed the behemoth into Bazil's table. Whether or not he was caught in the attack,the floor in the bar would send a loud crash through, causing most of the surrounding floorboards to splinter up at the point of impact. The beast was out cold at that point and Lina was taking deep breaths and coughing as she finally got some fresh air away from her assailant's armpit odor.

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From his seat, Bazil watched as this small girl turned the tables on the giant beast. This was the same monster that just moments before man handled her into a choke and frightened the marines to the point of pissing themselves. In seconds the once towering monster was sent flying threw the air, in a move almost reminiscent of a judo throw.

Suddenly, the young pirate realized that the beast was being thrown right into the table he was seated at. The mammoth of a man hurtling at him at high speeds, Bazil quickly moved out of the way, just in time too. As body of the creature reduced the table and chair to dust, crashing all the way through the floor boards. Splintered in every direction, the boards were wrapped around the man beast, hugging his shape as he now laid unconscious in the crater. The pirates face was no longer decorated in his usual razor sharp grin. Now as he stood over the body, the young man wore a scowl on his face. Glancing up from the monster, his gaze met with the girl, blood lust pulsating the air around the bar was heavy with killing intent. Then without averting his eyes from the cloaked girl, Bazil stretched out his arm as if to point at the unconscious monster. Suddenly his arm took the form of a cannon's barrel, never once flinching the demonic pirate launched a cannon ball directly at the beasts head. Crushing it into dust and painting the surrounding area a deep crimson color.

Returning his arm to normal, Bazil moved towards the young girl in the red cloak his gaze still affixed to hers, never breaking it once. Moving closer, he leaned in and whispered into her ear, "Nice tits."

Chapter 9, part 5: Friend or foe?


Lina rubbed her neck a few times and spent a few seconds catching her breath, " ahhhk dang it". She stood up and went to approach her attacker, who lied unconscious after the sloppy german suplex she laid on him. She brushed aside the dust and debris left hanging in the air when she saw the spikey haired freak standing over her adversary, with an even uglier expression if that was even possible. His arm really tripped Lina up as the sound of metal clashing with itself, the sound of metal welding and screws coming together occurred simultaneously and effortlessly along the length of the man's arm. Lina gawked and looked on with an intense expression, even more interested in his arm than the wolf man. Though with a single shot he caused a loud crash to rip through the secluded bar, sending dust and debris flying out in all directions. Lina shielded her face and eyes with her sleeved arm, never breaking her gaze with his once she locked in with him.


The wretch walked up to Lina in an attempt to intimidate her with his foul language, which no doubt would have ticked her off in any other circumstance. However what she was interested at that moment was not his words,but rather what he had just done. She grabbed his collar and shaked a little, trying to gather her composure. " That. was. SO. COOOL!", she proclaimed with a twinkle of child like zeal in her eyes. But as the dust settled, all that was left were angry marines standing on the other side of the room. The sound of guns being cocked once again getting her attention and erasing her prior thoughts. Her hand slowly loosened its grip and her gaze turned to them. One was holding a stack of fresh bounty posted in a bounded fashion, calling out for reinforcements through his den den:


Lina slowly approached the marines who tried to shout her down, aiming their guns for her head. " D-d-d-on't move fucker", he said with a grimace. Lina felt something weird ever since she first came to alabasta. On the train she remembered accidentally making her wrapper float. On her way here she felt exceedingly light, jumping from person to person actually felt easier than actually running. Outside the guards and marines who were chasing her minutes before had already arrived on the scene, a flurry of footsteps could be heard in the distance. Lina swerved one side to the next, placing her hand on her blade with a grin. She seemingly floated as she lunged forward, darting around the bar like a pinball while watching where they were pointing their barrels.They panicked after the first shot or two, unable to comprehend why it seemed as gravity didn't apply to her.

From the ceiling she croaked down with her right hand still placed on the hilt of her blade. " Silver fang"...was all she said as she dove into them and let her blade fly forth. It sung a sorrowful song, a silent whir none of them saw coming. She landed as silently as a falling leaf, blade swung outward to clean the blood off before she sheathed it. The door then crashed open and the first thing they saw was Lina with a fresh coat of crimson, accompanied by the splattering of their diced up corpses as they fell to the ground. A lone warped bullet fell to the ground as she stood up, the hole left in her clothing just above the stomach was plain to see. She was surprised herself, eyes wide and rubbing where she expected more pain to be.

"ouch"


The king solemnly walked down the darkened hallway, with his lovely queen in tow. Just as she had done from their first meeting, Queen Victoria latched onto King Solomon's arm  and never let go when she could help it. He had sunken eyes and slumped shoulders. " dear, what's wrong"? The man did not answer at first, but he did look down into her deep blue eyes which shimmered like a pair of bright stars even in the the dimmest of light. He sighed and continued to look forward, " It's our daughter, I fear the worst. What if the rumors are--", was all he could say when she stopped him dead in his tracks. The queen pulled her king down by the cheeks and planted a kiss on him. " Listen Solomon, she's our baby girl and first heir. She wouldn't betray us"...

Though they shared this moment, neither could truly believe those words. He nodded and embraced her as he always had, enjoying the feeling of her bosom pressed against his chest. The two shared a laugh and continued onward toward their younger son's room. The king knocked once, using the custom seaking shaped knocker which formed a semi circle with the hinge. There was no answer, so he tried again. " Deary, its your parents. We're coming in okay"? The two waited for a response, expecting a frantic response from a boy who enjoyed his privacy all too much. They looked to eachother with worry seeping from their eyes and cautiously entered his room.  Only to find a the window open and a hot breeze making his navy blue curtains flutter.

The boy ran as fast as he could, looking down on his sundial watch. He huffed and puffed as he bolted down the garden walkway, toward a ledge with vines running up and down the length of the wall leading to the outer courtyard. His friend, a little girl not much younger than him had tears in her eyes. " Mally...ey mally the king and queen are looking for ya. we shou--". He gave her to hand and glared at her. " We promised Sandy". The girl looked over trying to fight the worry in her heart, " but but".

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Bazil watched as the young girl grabbed onto his collar, his temper already flared from her fucking up his seating arrangement and still having yet to be served his drink. The pirate was ready to blow, but then he noticed something, the twinkle in this girls eyes he could see her genuine admiration for his power. The tone of her voice almost childish with wonder and excitement, the demons anger was quickly replaced by his already inflated ego.

The sound of hammers clicking back got his attention, his eyes now on the marines that stood behind the young girl. The pirates razor sharp grin was stretched ear to ear, excited to dig his fangs into this marines he could see the fear in their eyes. Their guns shaking as they tried to point them forward at the pair. He began moving his hands out from underneath his coat when suddenly, the girl turned into a red blur as she danced about the room. Seemingly levitating as one by one she systematically butchered the helpless marines, who's bodies dropped to the floor with heavy thuds. Bazil could do nothing but watch as this small girl stole his prey right from under his nose, angry as he was though, he couldn't help but be impressed with what he saw. As she flicked the flood from her sword and returned it back in its sheathe, the young pirate moved to the bar, on it sat the bottle they had placed out for the monster when it had demanded to be served. Bazil grabbed the bottle, popped the cork and took a large swig, gulping it down. He then looked at the bartender and smiled, the sound of a gun hammer being cocked could be heard. The pirates arm shot up revealing the form of a flintlock pistol, pointing it at the bartenders head, the demon fired. Placing a bullet directly between the servers eyes, the remaining patrons and workers looked on in horror. Laughing Bazil took another large shot and made his way back over towards the woman, "Eh yo.. tits." He barked, alcohol dripping from his mouth, "That was my prey." Referring to the marines she had just disposed of, "Don't fucking do that again." The words begrudgingly came from his mouth, having no choice but to acknowledge the girls skills.

The pirate moved towards the wall by the exit, hanging on it was a lit lantern. Pulling it down, Bazil poured out the rest of the bottle on the nearby tapestries. They depicted pictures of the royal symbols of the local government and other various cultural imagery. Using the lantern he cracked it open onto the now liquor soaked clothes, in seconds they caught fire spreading throughout the entirety of the bar. Strolling back to the exit Bazil smiled at the woman and motioned her to leave with him, "Shithole cant even serve a decent drink." His malicious grin once again wide and toothy.

The fires growing ever larger, the raging flames forced those occupying the building out into the streets, the surrounding buildings also being evacuated, it cause pandemonium on the dirty desert road. The arid climate perfect for the nurturing of fire.

Chapter 9, part 6: On the precipice of darkness

Lina's head went blank for a moment in time, perhaps mere seconds, but seconds which she couldn't recall the moment she said ouch. It was as if a wave of pressure rushed to her head and dulled her senses and awareness. In those few moments she didn't ask herself where she was, because quite frankly she wasn't aware of being conscious. Others in the bar were clamoring among themselves. " Who the fuck is this bitch? Is she some kind of freak herself? She was floating, right? yea totally floating".  Some moved to draw their blades, big burly men being swooned by their women who watched with great intent. It wasn't until a shot was fired toward the back of the bar that everyone including Lina was aware of Bazil once more.

The red haired freak happily fired a bullet between of the bartender who obviously surrendering his life. The portly man fell backwards into the counter with his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he lost consciousness. The others in the bar froze as if they saw a ghost. Even the big strong breadwinners dropped their weapons and backed off as they all gawked at Bazil's hand. In the form of a gun, the way one would make as a kid playing cops and robbers, with smoke billowing from the tip of his index finger. Just for good measure he fired again with a shit eating grin the weapon human fired again to discrete his corpse. Lina looked on as well, her ears ringing and a heat rising through her body from head to toe that made her sweat slightly. Though she didn't realize it, what she was witnessing somewhat of a reflection of herself. The blood thirsty man had reflected her brutality back to her as if it were nothing. Lina looked back to the marines she slaughtered without so much an acknowledgement of who they were. It was one thing to kill that which you had killed with intent, and another to do so without giving one's actions a second thought. In a way she felt like she was worse than the man who did so with glee.

Her gaze went back to him and she stammered, " wh---tits who"? He didn't bother to elaborate though, with the same toothy grin that irritated her to no end. She watched him though, in a manner so to speak, that was in curiosity rather than disgust. A feeling which she somewhat felt awful about because it meant she really didn't value their lives at all, hell she probably valued them less because he took pleasure in what he was doing. As he turned the bottle upside down and poured the alcohol onto the bar's cultural tapestry of their culture, he broke a lantern on the liquid. With the same arrogance as before, he gave her a slight motion of the hand to come as the others in the building stampeded their way out of the building. All while carefully avoiding him in the process.

Lina's head started to work at the sound of others actually getting up to leave. Damn...got caught up in his pace? she thought, as she walked over to the weapons the others dropped. The sound of the marines outside just a few moments ago bothered her, but they too seemed to be in disarray. The need to evacuate the rest of the patrons and get their tightly compacted forces out of harm's way afforded the duo a few seconds of respite. " Hurry there's a fire, move move move"! Lina rolled her eyes as she rummaged through a table on the opposite end of the bar and grabbed 2 poorly made swords, a knife, a 2x4. Just as she had at Arthur's lab, she touched the objects and consciously wished they would float just as she had in that fight she had fought moments before. Gently she tapped each object with her hands motioned them to rise.

Outside the sound of marines shouting and civilians screaming filled the air. Lina spent no more than 30 seconds on the weapons before running out behind Bazil with a scowl on her face. She turned about face and ran toward a window to essentially barrel roll out and onto the sand laden dirt. Her 2x4 got itself caught on the wall while her two swords and knife had made it out. She quickly made a note to herself by motioned with her hands while sticking her tongue out in the process, as if to visualize and repeat the scene in her head again. That is until she realized what she was thinking not moments before, attention turned back to bazil and teeth grit. " Hey fre----", was all she had time to say before she covered her face with her cloak. A powerful gust unlike any she had ever experienced on land ripped through the area, sending sand, dirt and debris flying around them like a tornado. As the dust settled she coughed and looked back at the oddly cooled down building behind her, which had moments before been engulfed in fire.

She looked out and around her to find a few people lying on the ground in pain. A few were civilians who were fleeing the area and others were marines who had been scattered around like rag dolls en masse. However the fire was all but erased from the scene, with nothing more but some burn marks and some ash left behind. In the distance Lina looked out to see the form of a large fellow holding his sword idly by and a woman who seemed to be unaffected by gust that had just ravaged the rest of the marine and royal guard in the area. She slowly approached the scene and picked up a few more marine issued swords lying around from a few groaning marines. Lina tossed the blades into the air and snapped her fingers to make them stay afloat along with her previous weapons floating randomly above her head.


She took one look at who she was dealing with, automatically recognizing the big fellow as being dangerous by just looking at the way he held his sword. Then back at the bazil with a scowl, " Hey freak, which do you want"? She said, motioning back to the duo looming in the distance.

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There stood Bazil, in the raging sea of humans rushing around frantically, the fire raging behind him. Burned corpses littered the ground, while others ran about engulfed in the flames, soon to share the same fate. The young pirate turned back towards the burning bar and waited for the woman to emerge, when she did however, Bazil was impressed to see various weapons floating beside her. She was just full of surprises he thought. As she approached, scowl in tow, a large gust of wind, quickly followed by another swept over the area, blowing out the raging inferno like it was a candle on a birthday cake. The whirlwind blew away not only the flames but the dozens of citizens in the area were sent to the ground quite a few meters away from where they had originally been. A cloud of dust now covered the area, visibility reduced to mere shadows, the sound of coughing could be heard from every direction. As it cleared the duo could make out the figures of two marines at the end of the street. One being a large bald man with a sword and the other a small woman.

The woman Bazil had come to refer to as Tits slowly approached him from behind, having gathered more weapons to add to her floating arsenal. Her expression now more serious than ever, clearly recognizing the threat more than the arrogant pirate ever would. Hearing her question the cocky young pirate began to laugh, taking a few steps ahead and changing his arm right arm into a larger cannon than it had been earlier, Bazil positioned his feet in a wide stance to brace for the recoil of the shot. The duo was around twenty meters away, with this type of weapon and his marksmanship abilities, the pirate was more than confident in his chances of hitting them.

Turning back to Tits he smirked, "Don't worry your pretty little head, I'll take care of this." Turning his eyes back to the targets at the end of the street, the cannon echoed across the town as the shell sped down the sandy desert road, kicking up a dust trail as it quickly moved towards the two marines, ripping threw whatever and whoever was unfortunate enough to cross is target line.

Chapter 9, part 7: Does living free make me a monster?

The boy was a natural outdoors man and full of spunk to boot. His mind drive was akin to a that of someone 10 years older than him, but his body hadn't yet caught up with him. Being in the world of one piece provided him with some of the tools to close the gap between his ideal self and his current. A 7 year old boy born to more resources than he could comprehend was running hard with the local marines or training hard with the royal guard. He was a gifted lad born from blood that allowed even his small frame to at least in speed out run most adults in quick bursts. During extended runs he was that of a long distance track star.

His friend Sandy on the other hand was a maid close to the queen. She and Mally had grown close ever since he was old enough to like women. Though he was much younger than her, he vowed to win her over one day when he could prove himself a worthy man. Jokingly the teen girl agreed to marry him if he worked hard, but that's neither here nor there. At the moment this average girl was huffing and puffing in the hot desert city air. She reached for her throat and coughed up a storm with tears welling up in her eyes. " Please mally uhh huuuhh ahhhh huh, wait for me. give me two minutes", she said in desperate tone. Mally turned back to her and frowned. The two of them found a small shop's overhead canvas made of camel skin to escape the sun. Mally was sweating but raring to go with a childish exuberance. While Sandy was hunched over trying to gasp for air. The shop keep offered her a bottle of water, which she took without a second thought.

As she was drinking however, Mally ran off. Sandy spit half of it out and ran after him in a rush, looking up at the billowing smoke and panicked citizens around them. " Sandy what the heck a fire?
Commoners are sooo cool"! Sandy tried to sprint in a mad dash to catch him but Mally was just too nimble for her to grasp, as she fell to the floor. Mally however ran into some crowd of people, getting trampled in the process. A royal guardsman who was nearby actually cut down a few citizens and routed their path with his bloodied sword and harsh tone. The panicked citizens screamed in terror as Mally kept going right under his nose, until suddenly a gust of wind swept the area and tossed him around like a rag dog.

Sandy was low to the ground already, but crying out to Mally while covering her face from the dust cloud that ensued. Using her shirt as a filter she ran to her friend and prince, " mally are you okay?
Mally"?! The boy slowly opened his eyes and nodded. As he rose to a sitting position he rubbed his head and cringed, but kept going regardless. " Sandy that was amazing. Gotta see whats on the other side"! Sandy at this point  was stumbling out of breath and panicked, but all she could do at that moment was chase him to the ends of the earth and toward the lion's den that lied ahead of them.

Amidst the groggy adults, a mix of royal guard, marines, and civilians the boy ran along with great interest. He saw Bazil and Lina, with a sense of wonder that matched her own at the sight of the floating weapons slowly spinning in a circle over her head. And the red head Bazil with a cannon for an arm that was almost his full hieght, seemingly jutting from his body like a cyborg's prosthetic. " Sandy sandy look at that. What's with that girl and guy? they're so cool n stuff hahhhh uhhh hahhh".
Just as the shot was fired, Lina had darted like a red blurr and forced both him and Sandy to ground. Before either could protest, the sound of the cannon ripped through their ears and caused everyone around them to panic. The force rivaled that of the gust which knocked them down before, but thanks to lina they didn't get caught up in the force of bazil's shot.



Lina slowly got up and slowly pulled her hands from the little ones' heads. Others in the area looked on to the girl and jeered at her. " You damn freak get your hands off the prince! Yea you'll be sorry for messing with Alabasta! Captain Osion and the Golden Rose will make quick work of you two! Yea scum get away from him who do you think you are? Lina slowly rose to her feet, face hidden by her cloak fought back the feelings which had welled up inside her ever since she dealt with Arthur back on water 7. She thought of the atrocities he committed and the families that would never see their loved ones again. Yet she thought to herself, why would she being put in the same strain as them when their precious marines were making them suffer? Am I really a monster for wanting to live as I please? Must I place my life in others hands to fit in with others? Her hands were slightly trembling as she turned to her attention to the direction of the cheering.

It was slight, but Lina caught a glimpse of the woman who had appeared unscathed before bazil. She couldn't be too sure but behind her tears she thought the woman seemed to appear out of nowhere.  " Yea golden rose, take that spikey haired freak down"! Lina had reached for the hilt of her blade as the sounds of rumbling filled the air. In the distance Lina saw two clouds of debris rising in the distance. Though her focus was on Bazil who she was going to help when a line of Royal guardsman formed a wall in front of her.  Clad in their shiny silver armor with their trademark scarfs which billowed in the breeze, one lone soldier held his hand out to her. " This is your last warning, step away from the prince", he said with a strong sense of conviction.  Looking around Lina noticed their disgust with her, as if they were too afraid of getting closer to help the little boy out. " Hands up girl. Yea do as he says! Let our prince go! Stop holding him hostage monster and you might live to tell the tale"! More jeers joined in, Lina wondered if they actually were thinking or if it was like an contagion that swept them up and turned them into mindless idiots. Unfortunately for her the mob mentality was going full force, with even the little boy and girl looking up at her as if they were frozen with gear. " Stand down"

The crowd gave a collective huh to her and the marines at this point were raring to go as well. With their guns cocked while others drew their swords. "This is y---", was all the man could get off before her floating blades lashed out at the crowd. The civilians dropped to their knees as she drew her blade, while the riflemen in the crowd screamed in agony. Most of their weapons dropping in an instant, most too afraid to fire due to the prince behind her.

Lina's mind wasn't blank like before, hatred coursed through her veins. She slashed down into royal guard which prompted one to blade with his own blade, but only to for him to lose and arm as her other blades flew forward at the same time. She jumped and twirled in mid air, her blades danced with her, randomly slashing soldiers in the vacinity as some froze in horror while others tried to get their compatriots out of there. The jeering had silenced and was replaced by a cold frozen terror, which had united them all. A few civilians tried to get involved in rescuing the wounded, but none were dead, yet. Limbs littered the area and blood ran deep into whatever it had stained.


As if to reset the situation, she calmly strode forth toward the big man she assumed to be Captain Osion. She swung her blade out in a habitual fashion, sending the blood which not only stained Sandai Kitetsu, but the blood off her floating weapons  to the ground. She calmly placed her sword back into its sheath and her weapons calmed themselves in the process.


She walked out to meet him stained with a few coat of red intermittently along her clothing. " Captain Osion I presume"? With that she launched herself at him barely levitating over the ground as she fast approached him with her right hand firmly planted on the hilt of her blade. Her other weapons flying along with her she darted at full speed let her blade sing its sorrowful song right as she came within range, "Silver fang", she'd mutter to herself as she swung forth. Her extra blades as well converging on her first as if it were a magnet, each poised to stab every limb he had if he got caught by her attack.

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