Laugher sounded throughout the tavern, those working there had pained expressions upon their faces. The other customers had fled along away leaving only the group of pirates there. Still the tavern owners severed them, hoping that they would get paid but this was highly unlikely from any pirate; they had no choice but to cut their loses.
Pirate Captain Elisie 'Wire Front' Hálfdan of the Wire Force Pirates, slammed his heavy black boots on the wooden table and smirked at one of the women coming over with his beer. He was a large man with curly brown hair, narrow eyes and a pig like nose. It wore a silver wire vest and leather under that, his legs were also covered in much more spaced out wire with again, leather trousers under.
'Wire Front' was worth 34,000,000 Biles, with a small crew of sixteen. He come into the Grand Line for the first time three months ago and had already caused a enough trouble to the marine to be consisted as a threat.
The man slapped the waitress's rear as she left and froze for a second, then turning she gave him a weak smile and hurried away. His crew laughed as she left, as well as called her every name under the sun that insulted a woman.
The tavern doors burst open and a man with a fuzzy hat and long sword stroll in, behind him followed a white bear and a messy light brown haired man, both wearing orange overalls.
The first man sat on a seat close to the pirates who had fallen silent and watched them coming in. He gazes at them from under his hat causing them to become annoyed that someone dared not be fearful of them.
'Wire Front' brought his legs down slowly then suddenly stamped them down and stood fast, he marched over to the new comers grinning boldly; his fingers began to dance like he was playing the piano, causing thin wires to snake down.
"Wire Front?" A dry voice came from the fuzzy hat man as he glance upwards.
"Oh? So you know we? I'm so honoured." Wire Front says with a sneer, he was itching for a fight. He jerked his hands up and wires came zooming out at the man.
"Room." The same dry voice came; the wires never touched the man. Wire Front heard screams and gazing over his shoulder he saw two on his men wrapped in his own wires, the thin sliver slit their skin making them breed. Quickly turning around he blinked at his wires in front, they were there but their ending seemed to disappear into the air.
He relaxed his hands and he heard two heavy thumps behind, his men fallen down, the rest of his crew were shouting in alarm. Footsteps came next and ten of his underlings jump at the man with their swords and pistols at the ready.
The white bear was there, its small legs moved to quick for their eyes to see, it forced them all back. The other man was staring down at a piece of paper, he nods to the man. That sword long was drawn, he sliced the air four times, and he returned it to it's place, then something appeared in his hand.
Wire Front's eyes widen at the sight, there was a odd box and inside was a beating heart.
For the first time the man smiled. And he held up the heart in the box and with his index finger pointed towards Wire Front's chest. Slowly he looked down to see a perfect square hole just a little over his left side. The pirate captain fell to his knees, his hands hovered over the hole with sure to touch it or not; strange sounds came out of the large man's mouth before it let out a loud scream.
Trafalgar Law smile formed into a smirk; Penguin came beside him with a small brown stringed pouch, Law dropped it inside and took the pouch off of him.
"Explain to the man what's happening." Law says to Bepo who was huffing at the men, the other crew stopped fighting and was staring at their captain in shock. Law turns and his 'room' that the pirates failed to noticed faded around them, he walks back out of the doors he came through only minutes ago, heading back to his ship.
"One down. Ninety nine to go." Law mumbles to himself as he gazes up at the fiery red sky, marking his first steps into getting what he wanted.