Chapter Three.

You guys are probably surprised at how fast I'm updating, but that's only because these three chapters were made in advance. I'm going to start working on chapter four real soon.

Enjoy!

"Our scouts have spotted him heading towards the port town of Bark Town," Pong stated calmly as he slowly entered Broshi's former office, the sun slowly setting in the distance and a cool gust of wind entering through the hole in the wall. Gor grinned upon hearing the news as he casually stood against the lobby's wall and Roku snickered lowly as he watched the sunset from Broshi's old office.

"Good," Roku snarled lowly as he stood up, his warrior's ponytail blowing in the wind slightly as he cracked his knuckles.

"Should we kill him, or capture him?" Gor asked curiously as he began to loosen his shoulder by spinning his right arm violently.

Roku sighed loudly as he took in a deep breath of air, "Nether."

"WHATTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT?" Gor cried out as he was overreacting like he usually did.

Pong simply nodded at the Commodore's answer.

"I've been thinking and with Broshi now dead, I'll be the only choice to be promoted to Rear Admiral in the West Blue. Yet, I'd probably only be placed in charge of this base and I'll get nowhere with my career by sitting around in the West Blue. So, we're going to let the kid escape" Roku explained his eyes glaring in the distance at the baby blue ocean that was spread out in the distance, the sun light causing it to sparkle an orange tint as it continued to set.

Gor simply scratched his head out of confusion, but it was obvious that Pong understood.

"With him out and traveling the sea then Head Quarters will give us permission to hunt him down" Pong stated calmly as he knew that Broshi was very good friends with many of the officers at Head Quarters and if Roku played it off well then they'd allow one of Broshi's star subordinates avenge his death. It was such a simple plan that would soon set the three of them on the road of power.

"Exactly. Now, Gor and Pong please make sure none of these numb skulls shoot the kid before he can escape; but make sure it looks like he escaped on his own" Roku ordered the two men who quickly nodded in response and as fast as they were given the order they were gone. Racing down the stair cases Gor continued to storm through the base, while Pong was gone in the blink of an eye.

"In time this kid will realize that his sacrifice will put my in my rightful place as Fleet Admiral and then the world will be a better place."


"HOWWWWWWWWWWWWW THE HELLLLLLL DID THEY CATCH UPPPP TOOOOO MEEEEEEEEEEE!" Ryker cried out as his usual overly loud outside voice appeared once again as he struggled to escape the platoon of Marines that was trailing behind him. Ryker's heart pounded violently as he felt as if it was about to burst through his chest and his eyes nervously scanned the street as civilians fled for cover.

"Mommy, why are they chasing Mr. Ryker?" A young girl asked her mother curiously.

"I'm not sure honey, but it must bee for a good reason." The mother answered lowly as worry filled her eyes.

Ryker knew if he continued the chase through town that he was putting everyone around him at risk and that was something he refused to allow. He had to get rid of the Marines before Roku and the other two arrived in town, if that happened then his chances of escape were thin. Once, he got rid of the Marines he could use his small excuse of a boat to escape.

"Ready! Aim!" A Petty Officer echoed loudly as several Marines knelt down and carefully aimed down their iron sights, the barrels of their guns slowly being turned towards him. Ryker began to freak out at this point as he was in the wide open, but luckily his nervously wandering eyes fell upon something that was located directly to the firing squad's left.

"Axe Dial: Blade!" Ryker cried out as he pulled out another dial from his belt and using two hands to carefully aim it he released a single blade of air that cut through the street. The Marines all flinched in fear of getting hit, but the attack never hit them. Nervously, opening their eyes they were surprised to see that Ryker was making a mad dash towards the port.

"Fire!" The Petty Officer roared angrily as he whipped out his flintlock pistol, but before anyone could even pull back the trigger a near by store sign dropped on top of the firing squad. The Petty Officer cried out in pain as he realized that Ryker's attack wasn't meant for them, but was meant for the store sign. Mad that they had been fooled the Marines scrambled to their feet, but in the back of their minds they were all curious as of why Ryker hadn't directly attacked them with the dial.

"No worries men, I have him!" Gor roared happily as he rushed past the Marines who all cried out in joy as they knew that their Lieutenant wouldn't fail them.

"Shit, the Gorilla man got here fast." Ryker spat lowly as he had finally made it to the port, but most of the merchant ships had left upon hearing that a "dangerous" criminal was running around the island. At the end of the dock was a small boat slightly larger then a dingy, with a small cabin located in the center of it for sleeping quarters, and a small sail stick out of the top of the cabin.

"YOU'RE MINEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!"

That was all Ryker heard as he felt the pain of what seemed like a bull ramming into him surge through his body.

Gasping for air Ryker slammed into a near by pile of supply crates, his eyes wide as pain surged throughout his body. Ryker felt as if he'd never get up but with some help of Gor he was back on his feet. Then he was back on his butt once again after another mighty punch. This process continued for about another two minutes before Ryker was thrown towards the end of the docks like a old rag doll.

"I'm not done with you," Gor laughed loudly as he knew he had to keep him alive, but he wanted to have some fun before anything else happened.

"Flavor Dial: Cooking Oil!" Ryker desperately fished through his pouches for the dial that he thought would never come in use beside in the kitchen. Pulling out the yellow shell-like dial he aimed it towards the dock floor and unleashed a spray of thick oil like liquid. Gor watched in amusement as the dock was soaked in a thick layer of liquid that he'd find in the base's kitchen. Finally, his amusement ended as the dial began to run short of oil.

"Play time is over," Gor snickered as he was ready to "play" some more, but as he stepped forward his hairy foot slipped upon touching the oil. Crashing down on his back he groaned in pain as he disliked being made a fool of... Even though he did that to himself very often, "Why y-"

"Flame Dial time," Ryker snickered lowly as the smallest flame escaped the dial and upon touching the oil the whole dock that was soaked with cooking oil was engulfed in flames. Gor screamed out in pain as the flames licked ever part of his hair cover body, his eyes wide as the heat was to much for him to take. Jumping to his feet he completely ignored the water and rushed towards the town, several enlisted Marines chasing him with buckets of water.

"That was a close-" Ryker sighed heavily, but he never finished.

Pong rushed through the fierce flames with his katana high above his head and his feet going at lightning fast speed. Ryker was afraid for his life, but his hands entered autopilot. Pulling off his flame dial glove he quickly slipped on another one, this dial was a coral red color and had many holes within it beside the center one.

"Die!" Pong roared angrily as he went to slice open Ryker with his katana, but the blade was stopped by the dial. Pong was confused and went in for three more slashes, but each hit was amazingly stopped by the dial.

"What is that?" Pong muttered angrily as he was confused, but the moment he realized what it was he was too late.

"Impact Dial, baby!" Ryker snickered as he unleashed all the energy he had stored from Pong's four attacks upon him and with this the swordsman was sent crashing down on the burnt docks a few feet from the sandy beach. Thinking he had won Ryker quickly jumped into his boat and was about to escape, when Pong raced forward his eyes filled with rage and blood shot red.

"I don't care what Roku says! I'm killing you!" Pong screamed out of rage as he was gaining speed, when suddenly Ryker pressed down on his belt buckle. The buckle popped up and hidden by it was a yellow and white dial. Ryker simply smiled as a bright white light began to be emitted from the dial.

"Flash Dial," Ryker whispered lowly.

Pong couldn't see a thing, but all he could hear was the Marines on the shore screaming at him to watch out.

It was too late.

"Bye-bye, Pongy Boy," Ryker snickered lowly as the sound of a dial being set rung lowly in the back of his head.

"Jet Dial!"

The sound of the dock being ripped apart echoed throughout Pong's head as he could feel shrapnel rip at his skin. It felt as if a train had smashed into him and after flying through the air for several seconds he hit the water with great force. His vision still blurry from the flash dial he slowly floated up to the surface, his eyes burning.

They had been ordered to let Ryker escape, but he had actually been able to escape on his own.

Roku was at the base dreaming of his future as Fleet Admiral.

Gor was being patted down by Marines with blankets trying to put him out.

Pong was slowly washing up on shore.

And Ryker...

Well Ryker's boat had been pushed so hard by the Jet Dial that he was to far to even been spotted by the human eye. He'd also probably wouldn't be able to do any heavy lifting that arm for a while.

Ryker was a wanted man now.

Here are two new dials that were used in this chapter...

Axe Dial- Delivers a blast of thin air in the shape of an x that can cut through most metals if used properly.

Jet Dial- A more powerful version of the Breath Dial. They are much rarer then Breath Dial and are more powerful, but can cause harm to the user if to much air is released without the user properly being prepared for it.