Since Roger's death, there has been a rapid rise in piracy, and each generation has their outliers but two generations in particular has produced some of the most notorious rookies to sail the sea.
[Flemish Island]
"This is bad." Kidd coughs out the dust invading his lungs.
"Killer, you alright?" He calls out.
Not too long ago, stood a bar that welcomed all types of characters with open arms but now what's left is ruble, demolished walls, shattered wood and alcohol seeping into the soil.
The ones responsible for this mess is Kidd's senior in piracy, Edward "Black vicious " Low and his peer,
Cristophe "Le coquin Julien " De Rapiér,
Bounty : 370 000 000 Berries
Wanted: Dead or Alive
A tall pale-skinned man with a thin moustache, black hair tucked under a bicorne hat, sharp eyes and dressed in a black coat, French colonel uniform, riding boots and his épée tucked to his waist.
"You spoiled my liquor, Edward. " Christophe clicks his tongue, wiping the blood from his blade on a dead pirate.
"I'll buy you another one on the next island ~"
"No, thanks. " Rapiér rejects his offer.
"Oi–don't underestimate us!" Kidd barks out. Manipulating the magnetic fields, he elevates the rubble with metal parts to form two giant hands.
Killer came rushing from their blindside, scythes shinning in the light as he aims to decapitate the two pirates.
Edward snickers as 4 long black goo, tentacle-like appendages protrude from his back- two coiling around Kidd's scarp fist and the other two lash at Killer, who dodges the strikes at the last second.
"Damn it." Kidd attempts to attracts his fist back but Edward's tar has a strong hold on his attack.
Woosh
Chritophe lunges at Killer, épée tasting the wind as he strikes at the pirates shoulder.
Cling
Clang
The two swordsman parry each other's hits, Rapiér targeting mobility points like Killer's shoulder or hips.
The masked pirate grunts at the shallow cuts his opponent lands, countering with wild slashes that Chritophe easily blocks with his haki-coated épée. Cracks form on Killer's blade as his lack of armament haki makes his sword vulnerable to Chritophe's attacks.
"Chasse au renard." Rapiér announces his attack, flickering out of sight.
Killer went rigged before Rapiér reappears behind him, 4 gashes cover his chest and blood spilling out of his mouth before he drops to one knee.
"Killer!" Kidd curses, assembling a Bull's head with all the metal available, sweat-drops on his forehead.
"Punk Corrida." Kidd launches the metallic bull head at Edward.
"Crude viper." Edward body morphs into a black vicious serpent with cloudy eyes.
Hisss
The pitch-black slime serpent strikes at the Bull.
Boom
Kidd's bull slams into the tar as the serpent coils around the bull, metal corrosion taking place and Edward hisses out before spitting a current of heated coal darting towards Kidd at blinding speeds.
The tar hits the Captain's chest, a sizzling sound follows.
"Aaahhhh!" Kidd howls in pain, instinctively thrashing at the tar that only further burns into his flesh, breaching tissue.
Edward returned to his human form, a wicked grin on his face as he watches the rookie pirate thrash in agony.
"You really thought a battle with a logia would go in your favour?" He shakes his head.
Riiippp
Kidd tore off his own skin that has tar coating, a gruesome act of survival, using his magnetic fields to rush more blood to the vulnerable flesh to increase his blood clots.
"Impressive. " Chritophe praises Kidd.
Kidd was barely clinging onto consciousness while the two pirates are getting closer to him, his partner Killer can barely stand at the moment.
'We're screwed.' Kidd thought to himself.
"You remind me of Fire Fist Ace, a stubborn bastard. " Edward chuckles,
"Let's end this already. " Chritophe urges.
Edward draws out his pistol, aiming at Kidd's head," Another victim of Roger's will."
Before he pulls the trigger, a hand clamps around his wrist.
"Who dares–"
"Don't even think about it." Smoker warns.
"As much as I don't mind pirates killing each other, you're a threat to the islanders." Sonya puffs out smoke from her two cigars.
"Smoker." Edward scowls.
Slash
Christophe turns around quickly, unsheathing his épée to parry the crimson projectile coming at them.
"Tashigi, damn it!" Sonya scolds her.
"Sorry. " Tashigi apologises, adjusting her glasses. François's blade, " Marie écarlate" In her grasp.
"Chritophe Rapiér, former privateer of the Parisian kingdom before you chose piracy. " Tashigi recites his profile.
"You have François's blade." Rapiér scowls.
"He didn't deserve this blade. He used her to slaughter people to feed his cannibalism." She spat out.
"Such a shame...he was my favourite sparring partner. "
Tashigi's eyes narrows at his épée, "That's a skillful blade."
Chritophe didn't bother to give a response, he charges at Tashigi.
Tashigi trails after him.
Steel clash in a test of sword styles, Christophe's fencing background allows him to move fluid and target at vital points.
Tashigi's swordsmanship mimics François's, a trait she developed after taming his blade.
'Marie écarlate.' She calls her sword internally, her strikes where timed to counter attack Rapiér's offense and move with brutal blows to end the duel.
Christophe attempts to stab her chest, Tashigi parries with the blunt part of her blade, black lightning sparkling at the contact.
"Tsk." Rapiér leaps back, coating his blade in armament haki, purple energy emitting around him.
"Gambit du roi." Chritophe flickers from view.
Tashigi's haki flares, her eyes flickering red and her blade emits scarlet enegy.
"Twin tigers prowl." Tashigi slashes the air, her projectile slash manifests into two giant tigers, roaring into the heavens.
Splatter
Christophe appears behind Tashigi, he stands there for a second, eyes wide as he spits out blood. A massive gash travelling from his shoulder to his stomach.
Thud
His body slumps to the ground, blood seeping onto the soil.
Tashigi walks over to his body, picking up his épée.
"Another one for my collection. " She whispers, turning around she observes Smoker and Edward's fight.
Whip
Smoker morphs into smoke, avoiding a black appendages.
Smoker lower body is smoke, while her upper half is still human.
You're quite annoying to fight." Sonya ticks, swinging her Jitte at one of Edwards tar.
Crack
"Urgggh!" Edward groans, retracting his black goo and rubbing the bruise on his arm.
Edward, still smirking lifts his arm. " You picked the wrong opponent. "
Edward launches an oily arm at Smoker, the Vice-Admiral counters with her jitte but Edward's arm avoids the weapon, grabbing at the smoke.
"What the?" Smoker gasps as she felt the tar holding her.
"Did you know smoke contains tar?"
*Tar is residue left after a cigarette has been burned and the smoke has been filtered to remove water and nicotine.
Edward pulls Smoker towards him, his abdomen turning into a black vicious mouth, ready to swallow the marine.
"Sh#t!" Sonya condensed smoke to her arms, coiling like springs and fist coated with armament haki.
"Gunston." Sonya launches her arms at Edward.
BOOOM
The duel fist slam into his chest, sending him crashing to a nearby buildings.
"That was close." Sonya wipes sweat from her brow.
Crash
As dust clears, Edwards body is visibly embedded in a building, eyes rolled back.
"Tashigi, where are–" Sonya's words died out in her mouth.
The rookie pirates they saved are gone, and worst of all Tashigi is kneeling down searching for something.
"My glasses –I can't find my glasses!" Tashigi panics, tapping at the ground in her desperate search for her spectacles.
Sonya pinches her forehead, "How did this happen?" Sonya groans.
"I was about to cuff up the two rookies but Kidd removed my glasses." Tashigi confesses.
"Why didn't you use your observation haki? You literally trained under Fujitora. " Sonya sighs at Tashigi's clumsy nature.
"Oh?" She rubs her chin, " I forgot...can you help me look for it?"
"At this rate, you might not make Rear Admiral. " Sonya chastised her.
"Hey!"
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[Grotta Guisti]
Tuscano Island is known for it's majestic spa resort tucked in the countryside with a mesmerising view of the sunset and lake water.
The main tourist attraction is the thermal cave, Melissa. The world's largest hot springs with a male, female and unisex areas.
...
"What do you mean a man took over the hot springs?" The resort manager questions.
"S-Sir, the man declared the hot springs his territory." The employee stutters out.
"Nonsense!" The manager pushes the scared lad out of his way, stomping down to the caves entrance, his form is consumed by the darkness, footsteps the only indication his alive.
"What the–you cant–aaah?!" The resort manager squeals as his thrown out the cave, smashing into the reception area.
"B-Boss?" His employees whispers.
Thump...thump...
Loud footsteps echo from the cave, the employee turns around slowly, body shaking in fear.
The form of a giant tan-skinned man with short black hair, a full beard, red beaded necklace, navy circular-like pattern tattoos on his upper arms and a bath towel keeping his dignity.
Urouge "Mad Monk"
Bounty: 108 000 000 Berries
Wanted: Dead or Alive
The high priest of the Fallen Monk pirates- a member of the 12 rookie pirates known as the Worst Generation.
The giant man is grinning madly, "Didn't I tell you not to disturb my session–haha." Urouge let's out a deep chuckle.
"I‐I'm sorry..." The employee apologises.
"Urouge? Comeback." A gorgeous lady comes out of the cave, towel hugging her figure and walks over to hug Urogue's muscular arm.
"Give me a second love, I'll attend to you and the other girls after dealing with this pest." Urouge balls up his fist.
"Wait–don't!" The employee starts pleading for his life.
"Urouge. " A stern voice growls out his name.
"Mhm?" Urouge moves his sight from the pathetic employee and focuses on the new presence.
Standing in front of the reception area, Vice-Admiral, Doll glares at the pirate, holding the unconscious resort manager by his collar.
"The mad monk of the sea." Doll snorts.
[To be continued]