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"EEP!" DJ squealed as he had the spear pointed in his face.

Dimitri smirked. "Please run, make this fun for me, I haven't had fun since my last toy ran away. And I've been a little tense." He laughed evilly.

"Lemme guess, your ugly face sent it packing?" DJ narrowly dodged the spear thrust that was aimed at him for that remark and stuck the spear into the box behind him and threw another at Dimitri and his crewmates before running out of the storage, leaving a small breeze behind him.

"Quick! Set sail again before he can escape!" Dimitri freed his spear and looked for the boy, only to see he was already gone. "Damn, that punk's fast."

DJ jumped off the side of the ship and ran away as fast as he could, closely followed by Dimitri, but the distance was rapidly growing.

"So this is Whiskey Peak, huh? Little too much Peak, not enough Whiskey." he laughed.

"GET BACK HERE YOU STOWAWAY PUNK!" Dimitri shouted.

"Oh, that's right, I'm being chased." DJ chuckled and ran off in the opposite direction.

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Later that night, after Dimitri's crewmate Rose had caught him with her feminine wit, DJ sat in the cage in the lower levels of the deck. He began to run in super-fast circles around the perimeter. "Lemme out! Lemme out! Lemme out! Lemme out! Lemme out! Lemme out! Lemme out!" he screamed and continued running, leaving scrorch marks on the floor. He tried running up the wall, but hit his head on the ceiling and added another bump to the one Rose had already given him.

"Calm down, punk." Dimitri scoffed as he watched the caged prisoner. "We don't plan on killing you just yet, we're going to use you as collateral to get what we want." The tattooed man smirked. "With any luck we can get back my pet." He chuckled as he revealed a leash in one hand with a collar as if for a domestic animal, but large enough to fit a human. As the light hit the metal plate on the collar the letters D-U-S-T-Y light up. "Get some sleep or something, wouldn't want you to die before we can complete our deal with this island's people." He laughed and pulled on another leash in his other hand, this one was attached to a dark cat-like figure in the shadows. Dimitri's laughter echoed throughout the prisoner's chamber before he returned to the deck above.

DJ sighed, "Well, nothing I can do about it now, hope that freak gets what's coming to him though, how disgusting can you get?" he leaned his head on the back of the cage and let his memory filled dreams take him once again.

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"So that's Apollo tower, huh?" DJ looked up at the large tower as he and Tazuro disembarked from the small boat. "Awful big don't ya think?"

"Yeah, think he's overcompensating for something?" The old man gave a wheezy laugh.

"Huh?"

"Nevermind, this is as far as I can take you kid, the base of the tower is just over that hill, good luck." The man pushed his boat off and started rowing again. "You're going to need it!" he shouted back at the shoreline.

"Thanks for the vote of confidence…" DJ grumbled and took of towards the base of the tower.

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As he approached, he looked around the tower's base. Looks as if an animal's been through here. "….Or a Dragon…" he said out loud.

Blood was spattered everywhere, Apollo's soliders were in ruins, and many were wounded, writhing in pain on the ground. Many more were lying motionless, DJ them presumed dead.

"Gonna be a short and boring trip if Ryu's already killed them all." DJ sighed. He noticed a band of about twenty or so guards exiting the tower. "Cool, there are some still alive," he whispered. "Oy! Hold the door will ya?" he waved over to them and grinned goofily.

"Hey! It's another punk! Get him!" One of the guards shouted as all of them rushed the intruder.

DJ easily dodged their swords and bullets without even trying. "Come on guys, don't make this hard on yourselves, I don't want to fight any more than is necessary. I want the least amount of deaths possible."

"Oh, you're going to be the only one…." The guard was cut off as a large slash across his chest appeared, spurting blood on a few of the guards closest to him.

"See?" DJ shrugged as the other guards whimpered and ran away.

"First the Dragon and now this?! We don't get paid enough for this crap!" one of the cowardly henchmen yelled.

"Hmm, so he is here." DJ smirked and knelt down to the injured guard, he was alive but would be walking funny for a few weeks. "Some friends they are." He nodded to the direction where the other guards had fled. "What do you say you show me the way inside and past security and I'll show you the way to the nearest medical tent before you bleed to death?" He grinned broadly as the guard sighed in submission.

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After keeping his promise to the injured guard, DJ entered the tower and ran up the many flights of stairs and came to the second to last floor that required a key. "Damn that lying guard, oh well, when you can't find a door, make your own!" he smirked and pulled out his sword, slashing the door apart in a few swift movements before sheathing it.

He was shocked as the door fell over opening into a large arena sized room. Blood was spattered everywhere, the broken weapons of opponents lay scattered across the ground. The most surprising object of all was the bloody heap, barely moving in the center of the room. DJ ran over to this crushed figure and immediately recognized who it was. Although the large dragon symbol on his shirt sure gave a big hint. "Ryu Renduin!" He looked over the large man carrying a single sword that had been broken in half. He had black hair and appeared to be in his twenties, at least for now. Assuming he lived much longer, his wounds looked severe and his blood was pouring out over the floor.

The dark-haired man turned on his back to face upwards at DJ, coughing up some blood. "They send a kid after me? How pathetic…"

Laughter echoed from a large shadowy figure from across the room. "Fresh blood, good, my swords are getting thirsty."

"Who the hell are you!?" DJ commanded of the stranger.

"I am Zabi-maru, I'd ask you your name, but you won't be alive much longer for it to matter." The man stepped out of the shadows to reveal his blood red hair, covered in a black robe, spattered with bloodstains from his opponents. He held three swords, one in each hand, and one in his mouth.

"A swordsman? Why would someone like you be working for Apollo?" DJ questioned.

"B-Be careful kid, he's not human, he's some kind of m-monster." Ryu coughed up more blood and fell limp and became pale. DJ felt his face and could already feel the icy touch of death jumping on the new corpse. The boy felt warm, salty tears leak from his eyes as he listened to the monster explain himself.

"I seek blood, it's my reason for existing, I test my strength against others and break their weapons when they are defeated. My style causes a slow and painful death that can take hours. Apollo allows me to kill as much as I please, one day soon, after he has gotten all that he wants from that town, he has promised to set me free on that town across the lake. He will let me kill all the men in that village, provided I leave the women and children alone."

"Hmm, a chivalrous bad guy, who knew." DJ wiped his tears and stood up, trying to mask his pain at the hero's death with humor while unsheathing his sword.

"Not at all, he needs them." The blood-spattered criminal smirked evilly.

"For what?"

"To find out, you'll have to get passed me, no one ever gets passed me. You shall be perfect practice for the one who's blood will satisfy this hunger, the reason I practice Santoryu."

"Bless you," DJ smirked, playing dumb.

"It means three sword style you dumbass. I will defeat the man Roronoa Zolo with his own sword art, break his legendary weapons and take his blood."

"Zolo? The pirate hunter Zolo? Wow, and people say I shoot for the stars…"

"But enough talk, my swords hunger for your blood!" Zabi-maru rushed the teenage intruder.

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Hope it was good, a little more action this chapter and even more next chapter.

DJM: Man, this is taking too long, I wish we were at the top already! What's the use in having Speed-speed powers if everything goes so slow?

DJP: We'll get there when we get there! Don't make me turn this fic around and go straight home! Anyway, hope you guys enjoyed, till next time!