Drake vs D. La Soul: Monsters Wrath
Drake watched as Elvira fought the scruffy marine and Ray fought the also scruffy pirate. Things didn't turn out the way he intended. Lost in his thoughts he just barely saw the flaming body come flying towards him. He took a oh so slow step to the left and it whizzed past him, flicking his hair. He saw a one armed monster at the bottom. He seemed to be screaming about taking them down blah blah. Drake screamed down to him, "You don't want to do this. I'll forgive you for the burning present but if you attack me you will die..." After Drake said that, he ushered the monster to the back of his mind, watching the sky instead, getting lost in thoughts once again.
"Did he just brush me aside"? Soul was not the type to start a fight and run away. "I'm destined for greatness. I won't meet my fate today"!! Soul stood straight looking to the nonchalant captain. His smile grew in his face as a larger reptilian arm began growing from his shoulder. This new appendage was asymmetric to his other, stronger, bigger. Soul crouched and took another great leap, this time less then 10 feet away from the platform. Gathering the necessary air in his lungs, he soared into his opponents line of sight to unleash another stream of fire. The flames weren't wide enough to cover the whole platform, a thin stream only to hit his target. Soul came right after the fire, with his newly grown arm cocked back, prepared to unleash the force of his devil fruit strength in the face of opposition.
Not once but twice he was cut from his thoughts. The stream of fire was easy to dodge, his body stayed still but he slightly moved his head, the stream jetting past him. What followed the stream was even easier to dodge, his arm swung at him, Drake jumped and landed on his arm, he stood on his hand like a butterfly to a human, "Don't do this, you attack one more time and you're 'greatness' will be cut short" Drake said to the monster.
"This guy. If only I could transform completely I would eat him alive.....Bastard". Soul was frustrated, and had to act quick. The scales on the La Soul captain's prosthetic began shedding away, the appearance of rapid dissolving. The Silver Eyes counterpart easily noticed the rapid weight change under his feet, and flipped off a few feet away from Soul.
The dreaded man spun to face his opponent. From the eyes of the crowd this could be seen as a showdown. Though this was a battlefield, you must keep your guard up. This being proven by two Marines making an attempt on Soul's life. Soul in joy, sprouted a large long tail. He simply, without moving, whipped his tail under the feet of the unsuspecting men. They tumbled comically to his feet. Soul's tail dissolved, before placing his foot in the two Marines. He locked eyes with his match. "I know I can't kill you, maybe not today at least. But I will leave my mark". Soul began smiling, showing his bright white teeth. Another gasp of air, his dragon prosthetic grew back into existence. Now Soul's other arm was covered in scales, growing in density and length.
Using the two Marines as an unexpected distraction just in case his enemy was watching his muscle movements, the action was immediate. He kicked both bodies simultaneously at his target. With incredible speed Soul followed immediately after, throwing himself in the air once more. But this time he was noticeably further, and seemed to not want to hit a target at all. He aimed for the platform. "Falling Dragon"! If Soul could successfully slam his arms into the platform, the added strength alone would cause enough force to destabilize and inevitably cause the execution platform to collapse. Then the sound of thunder, as his arms crashed into the fine wood. A quake only felt by those standing on the stage. Without hesitation he dashed after the Silver Eyes once more, now with the mind to unleash a flurry of punches, using his new stronger appendages.
This monster purposely missed and went for the platform, Drake thought to himself, Well, he wanted to leave a mark... Drake to occupied by his thoughts yet again he didn't notice that the monster was already dashing for him. Drake was too the side of the platform, just 3 meters off the edge. Attacking us I forgive. Wanting to prove you're worth, i accept. But... Drake finished his sentence screaming to the monster "You will not be forgiven!" Drake took a strong stance, no intention of dodging the on coming monster. For his size one would assume he's more speed then anything, no real trace of power... The monster came flying at him throwing his right and left punch towards Drake. Instead of dodging, he caught them, both of them. Drake wasn't just speed, is strength was on another level. The little section of platform behind Drake exploded into splinters. The sheer force of the monsters attack managed to do that. Drake's stare was cold, the monster seemed surprised he caught the punches. He tried to wiggle his hands free but Drake was overwhelmingly strong, almost crushing his hands with a little squeeze. Drake kicked with his right foot, right for the monsters left leg, it connected at the shin (Breaking the monsters leg?). The platform under the arc that Drakes kick had done also erupted into splinters. When Drake caught his fists the first time, it wasn't the monsters power that broke the platform, but it was Drakes. Drake kicked the wood under the monster, making it shatter and the monster, plummeting towards the grounds.
Soul had to admit to himself "So the stories are true then". The captain's now respected by the dreaded man, strength did match the stories he's heard. To be able to stop a head on attack like that, was...... impressive. With the adrenaline running through his body the pain didn't hit him on contact, but when it did it was tremendous. It took a matter of seconds before he could feel the intense agony in his leg. The wood below his feet splintered, ready to give out at any moment under his weight.
Soul couldn't stand anymore, he dropped to his knee, hands twitching in the powerful grasp of The Silver Eye captain. He looked up into his eyes and smiled his trademark cheese. "My name is D. La Soul". He breathed what felt like his last. "You'd should know the man who's going to kill you and your whole crew".
In the midst of battle the other La Soul pirates, noticed to late when their captain was injured. "Don't worry baby Mama's coming! Hugo! Mama's little Tasmanian, we gotta get Soul"!"Hugo was at the time throwing numerous scalpels from Mama Sam's shoulder, using her as a mount while she used her open palm style to strike her enemies down. Hugo crawled around Mama's body tying his long sleeves to her torso. He now hung on her mid-section, like a baby carrier. His arms stuck straight out, two large scalpels ripped from his sleeves. Mama Sam stood in a ballerina stance, before twirling on her toes.
Back on the platform Soul's head dropped. He began taking quick deep strong breathes, the wood below him gave in. As he began falling he exhaled the last of his breathe, over exerting himself this time. A fire hose of flames lashed out from Soul's mouth. This time stronger then his previous attacks. The flames burned through the wood and already weakened support beams and the famous execution platform came down with him.
It took them no time to spin to the platform to catch their captain. Skidding to a stop under the execution center. His body fell hard in Mama's grasp. It took focus to dodge the debris of flaming wood falling and carry two people, though Mama had the balance and precision. "If you were dead Hugo could use your body. Hugo was gonna tell Mama not to bury him Mama. He can still be useful. Shakakakaka"! Mama now sprinting for the docks. She was the crew intuition. "Mama knows best. If I was ready she wouldn't have came. But soon, sooner then you think. I'm going to kill you". Running along the shore line Big Mama didn't hesitate to jump into the ocean! CARRYING A DEVIL FRUIT USER!!!!
The platform beneath Drake finally gave way. He turned to Elvira who watched from the side and she commented, "We are so getting blamed for this..." Drake gave out a little chuckle and proceeded to run towards her, grabbing her on the way pass as he jumped off the edge. The ground came shooting towards them, killing heights. Drake put his hand towards the ground and cloud of smoke emerged from no where, softening their landing. Drake and Elvira laughed when they landed but was cut short when he noticed something way out on the horizon, his voice when to a dark side, no emotion other than anger and a hint of fear, "Go get Ray, we're leaving, NOW!" Elvira, confused as to why the sudden change couldn't help but ask, "Why Drakie?." He pointed to the horizon, "The rear admiral has arrived." Elvira knew the situation all too well now, in an instant she was gone, getting Ray so they can make a quick getaway. Drake couldn't take off his eyes from the sea, "Victor you bastard!"