One of El Centro Del Mundo's food courts was completely silent, save for the grunting and slurping of one man as he devoured a table full of food and grog. The rest of the patrons were sitting in stunned silence as Roronoa Zoro ate his fill. Slamming the last pitcher of booze down to the table, he let out an enormous belch while standing up and securing his swords. Looking around, puzzlement quickly turned to annoyance. "What? What are you all looking at?"

The customers, now not so hungry, made themselves scarce in a hurry. Barely minutes later the food court was once again full, with people who hadn't been witness to the grotesque display. Zoro was long gone by then, however, trying to find both his captain and the first of his victims in this tournament. Someone by the name of Leroy. Weird name, ya ask me. Zoro was thinking, at the exact moment he was bulldozed from behind and sent flying across the second story and into a massive J C Penny's.

Quickly standing with an enraged snarl, Zoro swept the area with a piercing gaze so quickly he may have gotten whiplash (if he didn't already have it). "Who the hell has a death wish!? Get your ass out here you cowardly little—" The swordsman could get nothing else out, however, as a couch from the furniture section crashed into his right side. As he rose a second time, he caught a red flash of fur about two feet off the ground head into the women's section.

Tying off his headband, Zoro walked calmly towards that section of the store. His katana came out one, two, three, and he stood right in the middle of the bra and panties aisle. Talking through the sword clenched in his teeth, the mugiwara no kaizoku said, "Get the hell out here. I don't want to play these stupid games." In response, several chairs and a table are hurled at the swordsman from different directions almost simultaneously.

Entering one of his trademark stances, he muttered, "Santouryu," tightening his muscles, he yelled, "Tatsumaki!" Spinning rapidly, the violent slashes of his three swords turned the wooden furniture into kindling. Standing tall again, the Straw Hat's first mate addressed the store at large, "Come out, damn it! This is getting us nowhere."

After a moment, a strange creature revealed itself. Even for one who had sailed the Grand Line for such a time as Zoro was taken aback by the appearance of this four armed, three foot fur ball. It was red, like he thought, with a koala-like face and furry body. It's most unusual feature were the three spines coming from it's back like spears ready to impale the swordsman. Clutched in two of its paws were some sort of guns, though Zoro couldn't recognize their make.

Not interested in over thinking his opponent, Roronoa rushed him head on, causing the little fur ball to jump and move with amazing agility to avoid his sword strokes. After a particularly vicious right-down, left-diagonal and then a final horizontal slash, Leroy received his first wound. A shallow cut on his chest, slowly leaking blood, caused him to retreat briefly and reassess this new threat. "Well, you obviously have great skill with those swords. I wonder what would happen if I were to even the playing field."

Momentarily shocked that this strange being could speak, Zoro didn't move fast enough to avoid the three plasma bolts fired in rapid succession from Leroy's left handed gun. Fortunately for the swordsman, these shots were aimed solely at his blades, which all went flying behind and the sides. Further stunned, he was likewise unprepared for the sudden movement of the creature as it decked him hard across the face. After a short flight, the taller fighter crash landed in the lace section of the panty aisle.

Quickly recovering his bearings and rolling away from the experiments newest onslaught, Zoro made a dash for one of his swords, Wado Ichimonji. The indestructible blade in his hands again, the swordsman easily parried and countered Leroy's double back fist. When the creature moved back to gain some distance again, glancing briefly at the two new cuts on its right arms, Zoro removed the underwear that had been clinging to his face, "This is really more Sanji's thing…"

Then the battle was on again, the two warriors clashing again, Zoro trying to land a decisive blow on the small, fleet-footed creature while Leroy simultaneously tried dodging and attacking. After a minute or so of this, the experiment saw it was going nowhere and took his first opening to fire a double shot of plasma into Zoro's abdomen. He was sent flying back, clutching his now-burned stomach in obvious pain. Leroy moved in to finish him, but Zoro again rolled to the side, this time coming up with not only his white katana but Sandai Kitetsu as well.

Leroy warily circled his wounded prey, not knowing that waiting simply gave Zoro more time to recover, to feed off his pain and turn it into the focus he thrived on as a swordsman of the highest caliber. Staring intently at Leroy, Zoro challenged him, "Try that again. Those attacks won't touch me." Leroy, perplexed, stared at the swordsman for a moment before shrugging and firing, almost lazily, two shots straight to Zoro's head and chest.

Before they were even close, however, the Pirate Hunter's two swords had slashed the air in front of him, as he yelled, "Nana-jyuuni Pound Hou!" Two blue waves of energy were launched directly into the plasma bolt's path, effectively canceling them both. Leroy was so stunned he didn't even register the man's movement as he walked to retrieve his third sword, Shuusui. Turning once again to face the creature before him, Zoro stated simply, "You can't win."

Leroy, enraged by this statement, flung his blasters aside and charged ahead, but not at Zoro. Flying past the swordsman, he exited the store they had been battling in to a conveniently located weapon shop across the hall of the second story. He came out with four swords, one clutched tightly in each of his hands. Zoro stared calmly as the little thing came hurtling back at him, slamming it's four sword repeatedly against the green haired human's. Zoro took each blow in stride, and considering the unearthly strength of this small creature, that should have been amazing enough.

After only three exchanges, in which Zoro stepped back all of three feet, he began to turn the fight backwards, pressing the attack and taking advantage of Leroy's many openings. As he did so, he spoke sternly, "You have speed," another slash to Leroy's chest, "you have strength," one to his upper left arm, "you have some natural ability," one to his lower right arm, "and finally, you have a fighter's spirit," two diagonal cuts across the body pushed the alien back several yards, "but you will not beat me!" Zoro's two handheld blades went vertical as his arms crossed and he crouched low, eyeing Leroy with an intensity he had never experienced, freezing him cold.

"Oni Giri!" Yelled the arguably strongest fighter among the Mugiwara no Kaizoku crew, as he dashed in and slashed once, twice, and a third time at Leroy. The experiment was down before he could register the hits, two to his legs and one straight down the middle of his body. Standing and sheathing his swords, Zoro found a store full of people staring at him and his former opponent, open-mouthed and pointing. Sneering at them all, he turned for the exit.

Waiting at the aisle's end was none other than the chocolaty demon who'd roped him into this in the first place, beaming, and he said, "Winner is You, Roronoa Zoro!"

Zoro just kept walking, and said over his shoulder, "I'm not impressed. Let me fight someone stronger next time."

Death By Chocolate stared after the retreating marimo, grinning evilly as he said softly, "Oh, don't worry about that."

A/N: For got to put in translations.

Santouryu: three sword style

Tatsumaki: tornado

Nana-jyuuni Pound Hou: Seventy two pound cannon

Oni Giri: demon slash