one piece - a new journey IC

[MorphedChaos]

Noticing what Alex pointed out, the more musclar or stupid males in the crowd fawning over her like some sort of angle, Light could only sigh.

"Well, if they want my autograph afterwords I'll just take whatever metal they have or something if I don't like them. And if they get violent, we'll play hacky sack with a few hearts later." Light told Alex, then giving the crowd a sexy gesture to get them riled up.

"Course, the attention isn't bad. Who knows? If I rile them up enough, they might throw stuff at our opponents? I've made that happen before, well, before I joined you guys anyway." Light said with a wink. she then got a good scope of the competition. Sadly the fighters they sent out against them weren't enough, and obviously it wasn't going to be 3 on 3, but more of an endurance match. She noticed that in this group of people, no females could be seen.

"Good news, you two don't have to worry about punching girls." Light said with a laugh, much to the shigrin of Alex and Crimson. She got ready to fight, being a bit weary of the couple swordsman in their group. hopefully Alex would take care of them, otherwise She'd probably have to blow her trump card a little too early.

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Alex (alvion arena)

Alex stood still as their opponents came out from the far gate, he was not as surprised as the others in regards to the assortment of people and weapons, but he ignored them to a point as the others were talking about their thoughts; his captain mentioned putting on a show while he would take a step back and let them fight first. Alex sighed and shook his head at the comments about the men in the crowd from light, she then mentioned not seeing any women in the opposing force and said they wouldn’t need to worry, a slight smile came to his face as he responded “now now… you know that won’t stop me” he said thinking back to their first fight before she had joined the crew. He then looked harder at their targets and calculated the number and types of weapons, nothing he couldn’t copy himself, before speaking once more “airhead” he said getting lights attention to focus on him over the entertaining the crowd “listen closely… the captain said he will stay back so that gives us 10 each… I’ll take on the swordsmen, they seem confident in their skills” he said.

The white haired man had waited for a couple of minutes while the crowd cheered for the returning champions and the challengers, he then brought them to a deathly silence with a single wave of his hands before speaking, “my friends… now that our challengers have seen the returning champions, i say” he paused for effect “let the battle BEGIN” he called; the crowd cheered as the battle began.

Alex didn’t have much time to keep talking as the battle was announced, the men on the other side were well prepared it seemed as they immediately sprang into action and charged Alex and the others; before the pirates could even blink it seemed the men were running, the ones at the back stayed still and simply aimed their guns.

Alex himself reacted the fastest out of the pirates and started moving forwards as well, as he moved he powered saying “battle limiters released, 20% power output authorized”. The change in Alex that occurred with the limiter release was small to those that didn’t know about his powers, but now his speed was up just a little and he could freely create the machines and weapons he used to fight, as he ran he swung his arms to cross his chest as a 2 foot blade of metal emerged from both his wrists ready to fight.

[Demon Shinobi]

Crimson looked at light for a moment as she gave the crowd of men a few poses and gestures. "Looks like someone's getting into it." He said teasing her a little bit. He laughed a little, but then got serious upon hearing the deafening noise come to a halt. He glanced up at the white haired man and then smirked as he announced the beginning of the battle. "Alright go get 'em." He said as he took a few steps back and crossed his arms. Not only was he sticking to what he'd said he was going to do he was also sending a message. The crowd and more importantly the white haired man would probably understand it.

What he was really saying was that even if he hadn't agreed to let them fight alone they were all that was necessary for the current challenge of opponents. As he waited for the first round to be over he looked up. He was hoping the white haired man would look at him and when he did he simply smirked. It was to confirm the message he'd sent before returning his gaze to the battle. Even if he were attacked he would simply dodge and allow either Alex or Light to take care of the foe.

However, as he watched he had a thought. I wonder if it'll annoy them if I... His train of thought stopped as he sat down cross legged and relaxed with his elbow on his knee and his head on his palm. On top of that he yawned and closed his eyes all the while a tiny smirk laid on his face unnoticeable. Now... He wouldn't even dodge. He'd leave his trust in Alex and Light to keep him safe for the moment. Teamwork and Trust. That was important.

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Alvion docks

Lieutenant James was couscous of just about everything, his normal life was one well planned and safe even when engaging in fights, but here today on this ship he had encountered something he did not expect; he had found a lone sailor supposedly working for a strange captain with an inventor aboard who happens to make and sell weapons, it all seemed too unlikely for his own liking, but as always he listened to others first before acting. This time when the man they had found on the ship spoke he had said the weapons and blueprints were the property of another crew member, he thought that while the possession of weapons wasn’t a crime the blueprints might have been stolen; he simply nodded to the man seeming to others as though he was accepting what they said as truth, while in reality he was thinking completely different. The lieutenant withdrew his hand from behind his back and away from the gun which he had been holding all that time, he then turned slightly to call down to the men in the hold “ok men… finish up down there, I want to get moving onto the other ships” he ordered “of and bring up those blueprints… I want to inspect them” he called before walking into the doorway of the kitchen to keep watching the man as he cooked; a simple thought crossed his mind as he watched the man cut up the fruit, ‘never turn your back to the enemy or leave them an opening’.

As the men finished searching the lower hold, having found only the weapons of interest, emerged from the stairway and proceeded up onto the decking to await their leader; Lieutenant james was handed 3 large rolls of paper as the sailors passed, each holding the blueprints to weapons, he turned back to the man cooking and said “we’ll be taking these… your man can collect them from the navy base… if he can prove that he made them, if not we will be back” he said before following his men back onto the decking.

Once out in the open air and brighter light James and the others breathed a sigh, he turned to look at his men before speaking “alright men, as I said before… you can take a break, you have 10 minutes before we are to board the next ship” he said as he walked towards the gangplank. When he was on the docks he quickly looked over his shoulder to see the other men slowly walking towards the ramp, behind them came the cook though James ignored him and walked along the docks uninterested in him anymore.

[Raddum]

Mambo, although silent, was watching the men carefully as he cut up the fruits. He noticed the one in charge was eyeing him, and he looked forward with a scowl. How was he supposed do this while he was looking... Hmm...
He walked over to the cupboard and pulled out a large serving plate, taking it over to the cut fruits. It was time for the magic to happen, and not the needles, either. He scattered the fruits on the plate, taking it over to the warm fire that rested there as always with a pot above it for cooking. He was a professional, so children shouldn't try this at home. He shoved the plate strait into the flames, along with his hands. The flames would normally burn a man... But... The fumes from the fruits as they quickly cooked was all the cold air and frozen residue, which kept his hands cold. As soon as he felt his hands begin to warm his pulled his hands from the flames, and the wonderful cooked fruits were done! He glanced back, noticing they had taken off onto the deck. Now was his chance. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small needles, pushing them through the fresh and tender textured fruits. After finishing all four, he walked out onto the deck along with them, making sure to only make four since the man in charge wasn't eating. If he had made a spare and he hadn't eaten it, he could check it after everyone else was dead. That would be horrible! Mambo would get in trouble, then!

He skipped in front of the marines, holding out his plate. "Don't forget these, i have never seen such texture in these fruits before, and those guys at their stand sold 'em real cheap! Shame, they could sell such perfection for much higher prices!" He said joyfully, behind his smile was a devious planner, if they bought that story, he could get say the shopkeepers were to blame... It might be necessary.

[MorphedChaos]

"Tchk, agrees with my plans then decides to use his powers anyway. Oh well. as long as I don't go up to diamond you can't really notice the difference..." Light said as she rushed the men in the back, deflecting the bullets with her hands that were almost as hard as diamond. While it still hurt a little, no visible harm could be seen as she deflected each bullet, causing a few riccochet shots to hit one of the swordsman fighting Alex. As she approached the first man, she jumped up from the ground and forcibly kneed hmi in the ribcage. A thunderous "CRRRAKACK" could be heard as the por man's ribcage collapsed upon itself as the knee connected, followed by him flying into the back wall, being knocked unconscious.

While the crowd was roaring at the carnage, as well as the announcer of the fight giving gruesome details about what happened to excite the crowd even more, Light kicked another rifleman before landing, then following up with a 1-2 punch combo to the rifleman's gut. As the rifleman dropped his gun, being completely winded, his partner attempted to hit Light with the butt of his gun, failing miserably as Light grabbed his arm and forced him to hit himself, then following up with an uppercut causing him to fly into the air.

"C'mon guys... If your going to use guns, at least know how to deal with melee fighters." Light said as she looked over the defeated rifleman, kicking one in the groin as he attempted to get up.

"Whos next?" she said with a wink, gesturing at a burly man with a giant club. Sadly he was all brawn and no agility, so after he made an overhead swing, which Light sidestepped, she hit him with another powerful knee, not as powerful as the first due to lack of momentum, but still enough to cause the man to drop his weapon and stumble backwards.

At this time she saw someone moving towards Crimson, who seemed to be sleeping. Light grabbed the club, letting out a little 'tch' as she threw it at the man, causing him to bowl into a bit of Alex's group.

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Alex (alvion arena)

The crowds cheered as the fighting began; they thirst for the blood, violence and spectacle that was the fighting arena; they ooohh’ed and aaahh’ed with every blow and chilling bone breaking sounds which rose up from the fighting floor. In his booth on the side the white haired man could be seen cringing, as his men were taken down, in sympathetic pain even as he called out the details to those not quite able to make them out themselves.

Alex had been the first to move, but he was not the first to strike, he saw as he moved forwards the form of light speed past and crash into and crush the chest of one of the men; a small smile crossed his face as he remembered the impact that type of attack had on him, but that was quickly taken away as he met the first of his own opponents. The man he was facing down held a simple cutlass blade and was swinging wildly, Alex made a nearly unperceivable shake of his head before ducking under the man’s swing and coming back up to a reverse x-slash across the man’s chest as he bowled him over without skipping a step; the next thing he did was to withdraw the blade from his left arm only to clothesline another of the men who was wielding a club, as his arm wrapped around the man’s throat he pushed it forwards crushing the windpipe and throwing the man backwards into a third person.

The next step in Alex’s charge was to dive head on into the remaining men, as he charged a group of 4 men split off to the side and could be seen pulling out rifles, Alex ignored them and simply kept heading towards the remaining 3 men who moved to surround alex; as he charged he thought he might have a bit more fun in the next quick fight and decided to power up once more, in a nearly inaudible voice he said “limiters release, 50% output recognised” and with that his power and speed increase again. He took the final step to enter the middle of the small circle of enemies and smiled; he planted a foot into the ground and stopped dead still before a light humming sound began to emerge from the remaining blade on his right arm; almost as one the three men that surrounded him took an overhead slash to try kill him, Alex simply raised his arm and above his head and caught all three blades on his. The smile on his face grew bigger into a grin which would chill most men to the bone, he raised his other hand slightly and pointed one figger at his own blade and shook it back and forth, “sorry my boys… but that was a mistake, you should try learning about your opponents before charging head on… thunder charge” he said as he activated his power; a small triangular shape about 5mm in height emerged from the base of the blade, this was followed by an increasing in the humming which could now clearly be heard by those in the arena.

Three men attacking Alex looked across at each other with puzzled expressions before a short cry emerged from each of their mouths as they fell backwards, the crowd fell silent at the scene beneath them, some on the lower levels including the white haired man leaned forwards to try get a better idea of what just happened; they could see small electrical discharges running up the length of each of their swords and over their bodies, they turned to look at Alex Who had straightened and lowered his arm to his side as his blade crackled with electricity flowing along it. The 4 men that had moved off to the side of the fight had each pulled out a rifle and were trying to aim them, one man managed to get a shot off while Alex had been distracted by the swordsmen but his shot missed and struck the ground by his feet instead.

Just as Alex was about to turn his attention to the remaining 4 men on his side a strange thing happened, another fighter from Light’s opponents flew pasted him to tumble into the man that had shot the ground, the other three riflemen looked past Alex to see Light still fighting and then over at the form of Crimson half asleep on the ground; they turned to each other and spoke softly about targeting him over the other two. Alex with his enhanced hearing clearly heard their plan, he sighed and withdrew the blade from his right hand, “I was hoping you men would at least provide a challenge, or even a bit more fighting spirit… but one thing I will not allow you to do is to target that man” he said before raising a straight arm towards the group of men; he then formed the blueprint he needed in his mind and called it forth, the outer edge of his arm seemed to fold over and change shape as his arm formed into a cannon roughly the length of his forearm.

The crowd were dead silent as they looked down on Alex, their full attention on him ignoring all the others in the arena floor, they were shocked at what they were seeing as the fighters below not only took down their opponents but one of them was seemingly able to change his shape at will. The silence of the crowd was broken by the sudden uptake of rumours and whispers about what he could be and what sort of powers he could hold, this again was broken at the sound of a huge explosion as a dust cloud rose from the ground were the three riflemen had been just before; the crowd looked over at Alex once more, after checking out the now blackened ground near the riflemen, to see a small trail of smoke rising from his arm before it changed back to the a hand that was still smoking slightly.

[Demon Shinobi]

((Sorry it isn't much.))

Crimson opened his eyes and smirked having been right about his comrades protecting him from incoming attacks. However something caught his eye. Alex, his first mate, the man who was always serious, was straying from the plan. Using more and more of his power. His blood lust was growing. Crimson could practically feel it. This wouldn't end well if his partner got out of hand. He finally stood up again. He wouldn't step in unless Alex really did get out of control. But now he knew he couldn't slack off even for a moment. It would be stupid to. Sure he didn't have to worry about the arena's men, but Alex was another story. He calmly sat down watching them fight now after dusting himself off. "Right... Light and everyone don't know." He whispered to himself as he crossed his arms and watched with a serious expression on his face.

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Alvion docks

Lieutenant James was near to the end of the docks when he finally tuned around to look back at the rest of his squad, he looked back to see them standing around on the deck of the ship with the man from before hovering around handing them some food just as he said, he shook his head and waited for the men; they seemed to be fine as they talked amongst themselves before leaving, as they ate the fruit each felt the rough surface as they ate but ignored it. They thanked the man as they left, he seemed to be puzzled by something as they left, they walked to the end of the docks to stand beside the lieutenant before the first symptoms emerged; one of the men stopped and leaned against the building at the end of the docks, he leaned over and started coughing and couldn’t stop, the next thing he knew he was coughing up blood in large volumes.

Both the lieutenant and the other men moved to assist the man coughing and were shocked by the sight of the blood coming up with every cough, James and another soldier took the slack off each of the mans arms and started carrying him; James turned to the other two “I want one of you to get back to that ship and bring me that damned cook… the other is to find the captain amilia and bring her back to the base… we will be taking this man back to the base for medical attention” he ordered before turning to head off. Before James and the other man could carry the man coughing up blood more than a couple of step, the man set to the ship stopped and also started cough up blood; James swore violently before leaving the already wounded man so he could help the one he had ordered to the ship, the man that had gone to find the captain was already headed off and was not aware of the incident behind him.

[Raddum]

Mambo watched wickedly as his plan went into motion, his mind twisted into a state of murder and it would surely mean the end of these men. But now was for the important part; he couldn't look like he was guilty.
He ran off towards the chaotic mess, his eyes wide and a fake worried expression on his face. "W-What happened?!" He questioned, grabbing one of the men by his arm as he nearly fell to his knees. It was working perfectly, and it seemed this was the man who started this whole situation. "B-Blood?" He cringed as the man coughed up large amounts of blood, deserving it so, but he had to play this off if he wanted to get away. The man he was supporting started to lose consciousness, falling down and nearly dragging Mambo with him. Mambo released the man and looked at the single one that wasn't harmed, knowing the fate of the rest. He was the one that would cause problems from here on out if this didn't work out. "I..." Tears started forming in Mambo's eyes, looking around at the dying men. "I don't understand..." He sighed deeply, sniffling as well. "These fruits were so fresh, and so cheap... Cheap...?" He glared towards the market. "S-Sir..." He stuttered, looking back at the last man standing, he figured now it was time. The next part of his plan started now. "I believe you m-may have... People selling poisoned fruits..." If he was accused of doing it, the fruits didn't look like they had been tampered with. Not that the marines spent any time looking for it.