Chapter 7: Vihan Island In Chaos! Golden Justice!
"Did we lose that guy?" Petro asked, not really to anyone in particular, while looking back over his shoulder.
"Why did we suddenly start to run?" Colphor asked Petro.
"To lose that Cido or whatever that kid's called. I didn't listen too closely to his babbling, so I don't know."
"Ah, I see... Oh… by the way, where are Falarda and Tybo?" Colphor asked.
"I don't know," Petro answered. It took him a total of five seconds to realize what Colphor had just said.
"W-Wait! What do you mean "where are Falarda and Tybo"?" he yelled shocked.
"Well… they're not here…so I thought I'd ask you, since you mostly know those kind of things," Colphor explained.
"Well… I don't know!" Petro said, irritated, "those idiots! If getting lost gets them in trouble, I'm not gonna get them out of it!" he promised. He glared to his side where Colphor was standing… or at least, where he was supposed to be standing.
"Although the one I'm teamed up with is the biggest troublemaker of all!" Colphor thought, facepalming.
"Hey, Colphor! Where have you gone?" he yelled.
"I'm here!" it came from behind him.
He turned around and saw Colphor standing in front of a bar.
"Wait, what are you doing? Where are you going?" he asked.
"What do you think? We're going in here, of course! I want to drink some sake," Colphor grinned.
"WE DON'T HAVE TIME FOR THAT, YOU IDIOT!" Petro scolded, "We need to gather information about Mina and…"
Petro stopped when he saw Colphor going into the bar.
"Hey! Listen to what I'm saying!" he yelled. He didn't get any response from Colphor. Petro sighed, looked down the street and also walked into the bar. When he came in, he saw Colphor already sitting on a seat at the counter. He walked over to him and took a seat next to him. The bartender looked at them surprised.
"What are you kids doing here?" he asked, wondering why little kids like them were in a bar.
"Sake for two, please," Colphor ordered, a big grin donning his face.
The bartender blinked a few times before replying.
"Get back home and ask your mother for some milk. I'm not gonna give you minors any alcohol!" he said.
This time Petro and Colphor blinked surprised.
"We have enough money!" Colphor said, "here, look!"
He showed the man a few bellies, enough to buy at least four cups of sake.
"Money's not the problem, here, you brats! Now get out of here, before I'll kick you out myself. Your parents clearly didn't give you a decent upbringing," the bartender said.
"Home? Parents? I don't have either one of those," Colphor said.
"You're homeless! Then that money… whom did you steal that from!" the bartender yelled angrily. Several people in the bar noticed that the bartender had an argument with two kids and were interested in how this would turn out.
"Homeless? I'm not homeless! This money is mine!" Colphor said, putting the money away again, "we're pirates! And we'd like to drink some sake."
At the mention of "pirates", the whole bar quieted down.
"Somehow, this feels like a déjà vu," Petro whispered to Colphor.
"Kid," a hoarse voice said behind them. Colphor turned around and saw a strong-built man standing right behind him. From Colphor's perspective, the man's head almost hit the ceiling. The whole bar was watching at what was going to happen next, "do you have any idea where you are?"
As he said that, his hand turned gold and he grabbed Colphor at his head and smacked him against… no… THROUGH the counter. Petro jumped from his seat, startled by this sudden attack. Dust particles flew up from the place where Colphor had previously been sitting. The man turned to Petro, ready to do the same to him.
"Mister, you're scary," Colphor, whom the man thought was unconscious after that powerful attack, said. He stood up in the hole in the counter that the man had just created, causing more dust to fly up. He wiped the dust of his clothes. There was mumbling coming from the people in the bar and the man turned around, slightly surprised. Colphor continued speaking:
"You managed to make cracks in my head and you weren't even using half of your power!"
Colphor's head, which had turned to wood, indeed showed several cracks, which were quickly recovering. The man was startled by both Colphor's powers and the perceptive words Colphor had spoken.
"Kid… did you eat a Devil's Fruit?" the man asked.
"Yes… how did you know?" Colphor answered and asked.
"A normal person would have a broken nose after that. A kid like you should be unconscious right now," the man explained.
"That's not the thing you're supposed to notice first!" Petro thought, "Colphor's wooden face would be enough to convince everyone that he ate a Devil's Fruit!"
"Tell me your name," the man said, "I'll give you an honorable mention in the newspaper article about your capture."
"Capture? Wait, don't tell me these guys are…" Petro thought.
"Colphor," Colphor answered.
"Colphor?" someone in the bar said, "Wooden Cane Colphor? The 20.000.000 pirate who caused a ruckus yesterday morning on Gamoa Island?"
Petro turned to Colphor.
"Yo, woodcaptain! We need to get out of here!" he said, "this place is full of marines!"
"Marines? These guys are marines?" Colphor asked, looking at Petro and then back at the man, "Souka! That explains a lot!"
"Getting out of here is not an option anymore," the man said.
Colphor turned to the bartender.
"Oi! Where's my sake? I'm thirsty!"
This caused the whole bar to fall over, the man not included.
"Oi, kid! Do you have any idea in how much trouble you are?" the man said, cracking his fingers.
"Sure do," Colphor said, still looking at the baffled bartender, waiting for his sake.
"Then I think you understand that you have no time to drink sake!" the man said, bringing down his fist, which had turned to gold, and knocked Colphor against the wall. The smack caused the wall to crack, some of those crack even ran 2 meters long. Colphor fell to the ground, as the whole bar looked at how Colphor would react. For a moment, everyone thought Colphor was finished, but he stood up again as if it hadn't hurt him at all, wiping some dust of his clothes again. He grabbed his cane from behind his back.
"Mister," Colphor began, "may I have your name?"
"I go by the name Tryan Dorbes, but most people call me "Golden Justice"," the man answered to Colphor's question.
"W-W-W-What?" Petro yelled out loud, "G-G-Golden Justice?"
He stumbled backwards.
"Colphor! We're doomed!"
Colphor ignored Petro's stammering.
"Dorbes," Colphor said, "you're starting to annoy me. I don't care when people want to train their strength on me, but you're destroying this great bar in the process!"
Colphor walked toward Dorbes.
"I don't know who you are and frankly, I don't care! However, I will tell you, if you're going to continue breaking down this bar, I will kick your ass," Colphor warned.
An awkward silence was the result. The people in the bar, most likely marines, were baffled by what Colphor had said. Dorbes didn't react instantly and was just staring down at Colphor with a thoughtful face.
"Kid," Dorbes eventually said, "why aren't you trying to escape?"
"Escape?" Colphor asked, "what for?"
"For me… for all the marines in this bar," Dorbes explained.
"So I WAS right! This bar is filled with marines!" Petro thought.
"Right now, I want to stay here for two reasons."
Dorbes' expression didn't change.
"Two reasons?"
"One: I still haven't had my sake. And two: to make sure you won't damage this bar any more than you already have."
"This kid is completely oblivious to the fact that I want to capture him."
"Kid… I think you don't understand why this bar is being damaged. As long as you're here, I won't stop trying to capture you."
"Capture me?" Colphor said surprised, "wait, you're trying to capture me?"
"This kid… is really dense."
"That's what marines do to pirates, kid," Dorbes said, somehow glad that this kid finally understood what was going on here. Colphor slammed his fist in the palm of his other hand.
"Souka! You're right! I totally forgot!"
"WHAAAAAT!" the whole bar cried out simultaneously.
"Since you've finally realized it, get ready for the Golden Fist of Justice."
Dorbes brought down his fist again quickly and swiftly, but Colphor avoided the hit and jumped on the counter. He jumped over it, grabbed a bottle of sake, jumped on the counter again, smacked some bellies on it and said:
"Let's go, Petro."
"YOU'RE ONLY NOW SAYING THAT!" Petro yelled, not believing how dense his captain was.
"There is no option of "going"," Dorbes said, "you should've realized that too."
"For you, yes," Colphor said, jumping down from the counter toward the door. Dorbes wanted to stop him, but for some reason, couldn't move his legs. One look showed him that the wooden floor had grown onto his legs. Colphor slipped past him and exited the bar, followed by Petro, leaving behind a bar with astonished marines.
"Thank you for your hospitality!" Colphor yelled.
"What are you sitting there for, you idiots?" Dorbes yelled at the marines, "catch those pirates!"
This seemed to bring life into the marines as they suddenly sprang up from their chairs and exited the bar in pursuit of the two pirates. He slammed on the wood that had grown on Dorbes' legs and shattered it in one hit.
"What a strange kid that was!" Dorbes commented while he looked at the bellies lying on the counter. It was more than the bottle of sake would have cost.
Meanwhile, Tybo and Falarda were also walking through the streets of Bernardoca City (the town on Vihan Island).
"Is he still following us?" Falarda asked, panting.
"Yes," Tybo said, looking behind him.
"Wait! Stop right there!"
The two wanted to run away again when suddenly two marines came running toward the.
"C-Crap! Marines!" Falarda stuttered.
"OI! You boys! What are you standing there for!" one of the two yelled, "don't you know two pirates have slipped into town? They say it's "Wooden Cane" Colphor!"
Tybo turned to Falarda.
"Falarda! I think they think you're a marine! You still have your uniform on!"
"What are you whispering for?" the other marine yelled, halting right in front of the two.
"N-Nothing!" Falarda immediately answered, glad that he wasn't recognized as a pirate. One of the marines looked at Tybo.
"And why are you bothering him when you're not on duty!" he said, noticing how Tybo didn't have a uniform like Falarda.
"I am on duty! I just didn't want to put my uniform on!" Tybo explained, posing as a marine.
"Hmph… we'll talk about that later. Right now, we need all the people we have! Come with us!"
The four of them took off, furher into town. Cito, who had been peeking at them this whole time, stepped around the corner and scratched the back of his head.
"Didn't they say they were pirates?" he wondered out loud. He contemplated what he would do now, but decided to keep following them, albeit not as visible as before.
Author's Note: *sniff* *sniff* I still don't own One Piece *sniff*
Anyways, I liked writing this chapter. I had planned the scene where Colphor and Dorbes clash a little differently than how it was eventually written down, but I like the result even more. I'm still not sure how they're gonna free Mina, but I'm sure I'll come up with something when the time's there.
Heh, this chapter shows how dense Colphor is... I like that about him. I can do a lot with his character and I don't grow tired of writing him.
Also, I created the crewmembers with some sort of anime character creator (along with the future members that are still to appear). If you want the links to the pictures of them, mention it in a review or send me a PM.
Anyways, reviews and subscriptions are much appreciated. Constructive critique will be much appreciated and will be taken into account when writing the upcoming chapters. That said, I hope you have a nice day and till the next time ;)