One Piece:

Hell's Wrath In Heaven's Light

She had heard the familiar sounds of her crew mates. First, Luffy's infamous cry resounded in her ears as clear as day. Next, she giggled an empty-hearted laugh when she listened to the usual bickering of the womanizing chef and the dynamic first mate. The shipwright's angry scream had shaken her, and the reindeer doctor's shriek of horror gave fear a reason to squeeze her agonized stomach with a strong, steady grip. She hadn't expected to hear her female companion, but wished sincerely that she was within good health. Her hope was all that was keeping her sane at the moment, as the pain that had enraptured her being spread rapidly throughout her body, entering into her skull and wringing her brain with a force she would never even wish upon Zaigou himself.

She began to wonder if hope was enough to keep her grounded. Whether it was her friend's arrival, or the pain clenching her mind that trigged it, visions slowly formed within her consciousness.

Her sight was failing; it was almost impossible to walk forward. She tried to focus solely on the full, bright moon, trying to hide her inabilities from him. With her side-line of sight, however, she saw him look her way and didn't bother to refrain herself from mentally cursing.

"Nami?" He asked in a clueless tone…

She needed the cliff's edge to lean on or she wouldn't be able to hold herself above ground level. Her body was beyond its point. She wanted to fall, just let death take her while she still held some dignity. He would merely see it as a slip. He would never consider her to take her own life, but in this case, she wasn't sure if losing her mind to her weakness was under that category. Her thoughts were straining her, and while her eyes rolled back, she let the air's pressure cloak her body instead of the night.

"Dammit, stop lying!" How she ended up in his arms was oblivious to her. The difference her body felt between the two spaces was almost too great for her already exhausted wits to comprehend. Again she saw him with her swirling, twisted vision and yet she couldn't see him at all, "You can't be stupid enough to try and be tough right now!"

"Nami…"

"SHUT UP! That won't happen to you! Just…"

She felt the need to smirk, but she didn't want to waste what little strength she had left. These visions made her wonder if she had already given in to her destructive pain. It was obvious that that poisonous meal would be her last, so was it because of the dire circumstances that she now, of all times, wished for a knight in shining armour? She prided herself upon her own power to get by in life, but it was clear that that wasn't going to be helpful, let alone enough. It was with that thought she wondered if she was the only one who thought that way.

She remembered asking Usopp for a new weapon, her desire to use her aptitude, so she could arise from the shadows of the crew, being her reason. The thought of continuously being saved by men such as Luffy and Zoro had been a pleasant thought, but also something she resented. She wanted to be the one to save the day, like her own cunning ability had done for herself numerous times in the past. It was with years of getting to know these so-called men, and with the time to think of it, that she realized they never once seemed to mind taking care of her. Of course, saving a woman wasn't something Zoro wanted to waste his time with, but not once had he ever left her behind.

That was the crew she knew, wanted, loved and needed. All of them, in a strange sense, were always her knight in shining armour, without her even being aware of it. So if she didn't know it to be that way, she couldn't have minded. In all honesty, she felt like Zoro had the right idea when he called her a 'bitch' so long ago. She knew they would come after her. Somehow, Luffy always found a way. With that in mind, she may have wished them away, but she never stopped desiring for their aid. She felt even worse now then she had when she had first thought her current train of thought.

She wanted to be someone worth rescuing, even in her in-progress state of destruction. Using her shaking and striving limbs, she prompted herself up by five inches off the floor and crawled toward the door. It took four harrowing strides to reach her destination, and she felt the overpowering urge to disgorge rising once again in her throat. Biting her lip to steady herself, Nami counted slowly to three, then threw her body weight to her right in a circle rotation and ended up resting her back against the door. Heaving deeply, she was able to release the sickening waste as tears formed in her eyes.

If she couldn't do anything for herself, she would at least prep so she looked presentable by the time one of her friends arrived for her.


"E-Egg Star Deluxe!" the marksman cried, firing a frenzy of rotten eggs in every which way direction. His nerves were sent ablaze the moment he lost sight of the Honkyo's Itami. The man's careless attitude was difficult to challenge; he had never known a man to go into a battle with no clear signs of fear and, or determination. The man with the venom tongue held such a classy, yet disdainful expression that seemed so natural for his features. As previously stated, it was nerve-wracking.

Usopp watched his egg battalion fly in a perfect circle, about ten feet in length and one foot apart, hitting trees and bushes, or the ground. Frowning with great disappointment, he listened to every sound of the surrounding area, flinching slightly with every small sound. Suddenly, as his egg stars started to deplete, he noticed the last one hit something other the Mother Nature. Eyes wide with shock, he pulled out his large '5t' hammer and charged. Sliding from bush to bush, cloaking his trail, he swiftly made his way to his destination, then jumped over his target and hollered his attack name once again, "Usopp Pound!"

Unhappy, as he pounded the striking man, he yelled at himself inside his head. 'What's wrong with me? Why am I letting this guy get to me so much? He's just a pirate, like me! I've never even heard of him before! He can't be anything special! I ju--!' Slowing his arms' movements down, he realized that he had been attacking a fake. Just like he had done so many times before, his opponent and had made a fake copy of himself and hid it amongst nature. Gasping silently, only to himself, he quickly jumped back and held out his readied sling-shot to the south, the direction his back had just been facing. Sure enough, but to his surprise, Itami was a mere inch away from him. Firing on instinct, without notifying his opponent of his attack, he shot a smoke star and ran farther into the forestry. 'Dammit,' he thought, 'Since he fights just like me, this is the worse thing to do! I should head back toward that castle-thing, but he's blocking the way! I've gotta get out of here, quick!'

Seeing a thick patch of bushes, he decided that would be the safest place to both hide and target from, and dove into the small patch. He planted his feet firmly and reached into his pouch to pull out another piece of ammo. "Ow!" he whispered with a hiss, not seeing that this bush had actually been booby-trapped with barbed wires. In a millisecond, he felt thin, sharp strings bind his body, and he was lifted into the air, almost as if he had been caught in a spider's web.

"I can't believe, you of all people, fell into that trap so easily." The haunting, hair-raising voice echoed throughout the trees, as if it were bouncing off the bark and dirt. Usopp was so panicked, he almost lost his cool and try to fight against the strings. Trying to put on a brave face, he looked around and somewhat growled, "Where are you? Show yourself!"

By the last syllable of his sentence, Itami had revealed his position. His look was still dark, yet bored, as he held out his left hand. Each finger had two or three of the binding strings tied securely over his leather gloves. The fabric was laced together with rubber-like material, Usopp could tell, explaining why those gloves were able to withstand the tight grip of the barbs. Glaring hard with a clean frown, the Straw Hat nakama member watched his motions intently.

"Are you really of the Straw Hats? You can't possibly be one of their most valued members. We've only been battling for a few minutes, at most, and you are already caught within my trap. You should be embarrassed and ashamed of yourself." Itami's cold words weren't new to Usopp; he had thought something along the same lines when he was calling to the man to show himself. He was losing so quickly, it was ridiculous.

"Really now, I want to know, how did you plan to beat me? I'm curious to hear what your simple strategy must have been. It wouldn't be anything too complicated, nor anything too skill-testing. Did you really think so little of me? I wonder why. Maybe you should just leave the fighting to your captain and Roronoa. Hm, that's a thought. Maybe I should kill you quickly instead of torturing you, and go to challenge one of them. You are not worth my time, nor my arsenal." And with his sharp words ended, he tugged viciously on the wires, watching with a smallest hint of delight as Usopp's skin was cut deeply, making his body pulled tighter together and his muscles stiff.

Choking on a cry of pain, Usopp refused to show any sign of defeat. There was just something about this man that made him want to get away as fast as he could, something about his words, the way he said them and the way he used them as a fighting force. He himself had used that tactic so many times before, but he could never attack someone in the manor Itami seemed to enjoy. Grunting, he took the time to scoff as well, he decided to fight fire with fire, as they say.

"Huh, like you could take on Luffy or Zoro. You would be killed in an instant! They would pulverize you! They would best you into next week! Luffy would send you flying into that castle of yours and bury you underneath it. Or Zoro would use his three hundred worlds attack and kill you in an instant! You can't even hope to take on anyone in my crew. They—"

"Any one of them would be better then you."

The blatant sentence caught the marksman off guard. It was so crude, so unnecessary, and yet it hit Usopp hard none the less.

He remembered the time when Nami had come to him and asked for a weapon. She had said something similar, but she was referring to the both of them. She said it to appeal to his soft side, and to show they both had some growing to do. He had listened to her, considered it, but he never berated himself as cruelly as this man had. He had phrased it so harshly, that his fears arose inside his head instantly, giving him a painful migraine. He felt the blood roll down his body, even the slight trickling on right cheek, but he showed no emotion in his eyes.

"You are aware of it, I can tell. And it's clearly written on your face. Why did you even bother to join them, if you are so useless?" Itami looked as if he was fighting the urge to yawn.

"I-I am not! I am the crew's shipwright! I am in charge of our ship! That's a boat from my island, so I earned my place in our crew!" the 'Great Captain' hollered,

"Really? That's how you earned it? Well, I saw your ship as you sailed in, and I have to say that it looks like it's ready to die. It's more then likely going to—"

"SHUT UP!" the marksman halted his verbal assault. Itami looked at him curiously, his eyes meeting with the deep scowl of the man in the web, "DON'T YOU DARE ANYTHING ABOUT MERRY! SHE'S BETTER SHIP THEN YOURS! YOU DON'T KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT OUR SHIP SO SHUT UP!"

"I know about your journeys. I know all the important facts about your crew. Anything needed to know in battle, and what to say to change your focus in battle. I was unaware of the 'Merry' factor, my mistake, but I do know that your most sensitive topics are your uselessness and your father. For instance, how you'll never be anyone as memorable as him. How you're never going to be a great pirate, or someone your dad could be proud of. Or your mother, for that matter."

"…" His head was lowered.

"Are you accepting what I am saying so easily? You can't possibly be so dim-witted. And you call yourself a shipwright? You have no reason to—"

"What…are you talking about?" Usopp lifted his head and looks so surprised by the stupidity of the man that he almost began to laugh.

"What?" Itami was unaffected by his curious line.

"You…You don't even know my father, do you? Or my mom. How can you say this about someone you don't even know? I mean, don't you think you're taking your whole dark persona a bit too far."

"…What?" anger was evident in his reply.

"You're so obviously trying to piss me off, and it worked for a while, but I can't believe a single word you say about my dad when you've never even met him. That would make no sense. And you call me dim-witted."

"You must really be a masochistic person. How else would you explain your destructive behaviour? Shimekukuri." He yelled out his attack, his first since the beginning of the battle, and pulled tightly on the barbed strings. But in one quick swoop, the wires suddenly fell to the ground and released their captive.

Eyes opened wide, the depressing man was obviously surprised by the shocking turn of events. He had been so sure that he would win the battle in moments; how was it possible this stupid, insignificant man was able to fool him? It was impossible. It was beyond impossible. And yet, it happened. He was so shell-shocked, he couldn't move; merely stand still in disbelief. It was only for a moment or two, after Usopp escaped, but it gave the Going Merry caretaker enough time to pull out his trusty weapon.

"Gunpowder Star!" screaming with a proud voice, he fired straight at Itami's face and gave him no time to react. From within nearby bushes, he pulled out another attack and called, "Blaze Star!" and watched it land. As soon as it was released from his slingshot, he stuffed his slingshot away, dashed toward his opponent and bellowed with all his might, "Ending Usopp POUND!"

For a few minutes on end, Usopp pummelled the man with his attack, refusing to let up. He knew it was the real Itami by the reactions of his hits. Violently, he smashed his frying pan-made mallet with all the strength in his body, ignoring the blood oozing from his wounds. Once he decided the man had been beaten enough, he jumped back a step and observed his body. He wasn't sure if he had killed or not, he prayed he didn't, but with the disrespect and vulgarity this man showed towards him, he would not take it back. Posing a bit with his hammer resting on his shoulder, he nodded proudly and smirked.

"If nothing else, I know you will remember me." Kicking him in the shin one last time, he walked off towards the forest's entry way, laughing with disbelief. As much as he knew those man's words were nothing but a fighting tactic, he hated to admit he was buying into it for a while. That's why, until he found the fault in Itami's words, he couldn't think clearly. Once he calmed down, he realized the type of string he was using, though an effective weapon, was easily destroyed when cut. All he had to do was use the same tactic against Itami to distract him to buy enough time to break the wires. Using the wires against themselves was a perfect strategy too, and an ego-booster to prove Itami wrong.

After all, if Usopp was dim-witted, his opponent must have been the stupidest member of this feared crew. Thinking that certain thought made Usopp remember where he was, and why. Pushing a large branch aside, he exited the forest and looked from his left to his right, then upward to the sky. Making sure no Bachiatari men were standing by for him, he put his hammer away and thought carefully. If he went to his right, he would meet up with Sanji and Luffy, and to his left he would meet Zoro and Chopper.

"Hm, I wonder which one of them would need me more," He smirked as he rubbed his chin, actually thinking about who he should rescue first. Figuring Sanji and Luffy would be perfectly fine on their own, he worried for Chopper and pointed left, "Don't worry Chopper! I'll save you! And Zoro, let me take over! I can beat anyone they send at me! Look out, Bachiatari! Prepare to meet your maker!"


Chopper panted madly, glaring at the man through his only seeing eye, as the other had been attacked and was bleeding horrifically. For the tenth time now, after all his other strategies had failed, he tried to use his Rumble Scope move to scan Kikei for his weak points. And yet, each and every time, Kikei always cut through the defensive manoeuvre and made Chopper bleed. He had already transformed into his Guard Point form, and was currently in his Brain Point transformation. But even in his offense-state, he felt another large set of needles pierce his left foot and pin it down into the floor. Chopper winced from the pain, but continued his Rumble Scope, being the longest chance he had had since the match began.

"Come on, Fuzzy. Fight back already!" squealed the mad man, calling Tony by the nickname he gave him once he saw his Guard Point form.

Growling with disgust and courage, the young doctor yelled back at his challenger, just to stall for time, "Why don't you stop hiding every three seconds and actually face me?" Shivering by the end of his sentence, he hated the fact that he would be hearing that man's disturbing squawking again.

"Ooh, you want us to get closer?" His voice, which reminded Chopper of a snake, sounded as though it slithered through the air and securely strangled his senses. Shaking his head furiously, he felt a wave of dizziness pass over him as he tried to refocus his line of vision. Just as his sight began to return, his body shook with fright when he finally noticed Kikei's presence directly before him. Trying to avoid his eyes, Chopper meant to slide backwards, and as he did so, he finally spotted the deranged man's weak point; his wrist and arm joints. As he tried to mentally make sense of his discovery, he only registered what was happening to his body moments after he hit the floor.

Pinning him to the ground, Kikei leaned over the child while puncturing his furry skin with thick, curved knives. Smirking to reveal his enjoyment and crooked teeth, the lunatic laughed in the most vexatious way, "Is this close enough, or shall I get even closer?" He was made clear that Kikei was only half joking with his suggestion when he applied more pressure onto the stabbing utensils.

Crying out in pain, Chopper did all he could not to cry. The pain was long lasting and deep, and it worried him with how close the marks were to his collarbone. As he wailed, Kikei added his own loud moan-like sound and wrapped his fingers tightly around the handle of his weapons. Then, in one quick motion, with no way to counter, he sunk the blades all the way through the reindeer boy's arms and into the floor. With all he could do, again, Chopper scream.

"Chopper?!" the faintest call could be heard from down the south corridor. Kikei looked up from his prey with a deadly glare, something he had not shown to victim.

"I never said this was a party. Who allowed you could bring a friend?" Slowly raising his body from the position he had over the seven year-old, the Bachiatari's oldest crew member stood with his sharpest weapon in hand, the point of it gleaming in the moonlight. Within mere seconds, the only Straw Hat to have completed his fight, entered the arena with next to no breath. With a look of great concern, Kikei watched as Usopp immediately focused on his fallen crew member and ignored the man who posed as the threat to injury him.

"Chopper!" Usopp hollered in one breath, inhaling deeply as he ran over to him. The look of fear was powerful; he was clearly worried for his young pal. But he was unable to reach his companion's side as Kikei simply stood beside him and sliced a large mark from one of the marksman's shoulders to the other.

For a second, life stood still. Then, the blood sprayed out of the injury and the 'Great' one fell to the floor. As he landed, he felt a steeled boot hit his side with lazy yet painful force, "Who the hell are you? What makes you think you have the right to interrupt our fight?"

Wincing as if he was having a heart attack, Usopp turned his head and looked up at the silhouette of the stranger. Night had reached its darkest point by now, and all he could see was the shape and shine on the shackles.

"I'm here for Chopper." He coughed out. It was hard to breathe now, after already losing so much blood from his own fight. His wounds had not ceased to bleed in the slightest, and to add to them, he now had a gaping scar running across his shoulders. With all his determination, he tried not to panic, knowing it would increase his blood flow and eventually be the death of him, and began to sit up. The effort was futile, as the only person in the area to not have any marks to his chance and kicked Usopp across the room, landing close to Chopper.

Grunting as he landed on his back, Usopp took the chance to look at his friend, "H-Hey…Chopper—Ahh!" And again, he felt steel collide with the same spot three times in a row, cracking his rib, then his back smash against the wall.

"Don't talk to Fuzzy! He's mine, you ass!" Kikei's gut-wrenching voice made the Straw Hat man shake a moment and take a small break.

Looking back down at his first opponent, Kikei smiled as Chopper's panting looked to be slowing down, "Feeling better yet, my darling?" Picking him up by his antler, the needles slid out of his arms with slight difficulty, the reindeer child grimaced at the adding pain he already had in his head. Squinting involuntarily, Chopper blinked once before opening his one good eye to see the madman's queasy smile. Curious as to why he was happy once more, the moment of calm disintegrated as the smile quickly turned upside down. Clenching his eyes tightly, Tony felt his body hit the wall this time, his back cracking, unable to withstand such an impact. He had never realized that the wall of the Bachiatari were made of some form of steel until he felt the coolness under his fur.

"Gaining up on me? One against ONE?" Kikei grabbed Chopper's arm fiercely and pulled on it so hard, it dislocated. Whining once, Chopper bowed his head and shook it slowly. He knew he needed to get a grip on the situation, but his head was pounding, his chest was hurting, his eye was throbbing and he felt battered.

"Oh…now don't whine like that," unexpectedly, he felt a cold cheek rub against his own, "It's so hard to stay angry when you make such cute noises!" Normally, and he pictured this in his head, he would perform some sort of dance to show his appreciation towards such a compliment. But to hear this man's foul voice say such a thing made him think anyone else who said it had been lying. "Really now," Kikei used his hand to make Chopper look at him, his cold shackles touching the mark in his left shoulder, "Why don't you just leave the Straw Hats and come stay with me? I promise to take good care of you. We can be freaks together! We can love each other everyday and be happy together! Isn't that something you've always wanted, like me?"

"I-I…" –it was hard to reply when he was in agony— "…I have…that with L-Luff—…Luffy an—"

"Don't SAY IT!" In a state of great horror, Kikei slapped Chopper across the face and shook his body against the wall, "They'll never know what it's like to be a freak! They'll never understand you! NEVER! But I do! I do, Fuzzy! So come stay with me! We can be the best of friends!"

As much as he just wanted to stay quiet and not hurt the man emotionally, he knew that would do nothing for him, "I…have b-bes—"

"NO!" He lifted Chopper's body high and brought it downward to the ground at a blinding speed. But just before the small boy's body made an impact, the sound of an explosion and a heaven-sent ray of light illuminated the room. There was a long pause with the small sound of panting, then the feel of stone meshing against Chopper's back, and finally, a long battle cry with parading foot steps that echoed loudly.

Scrambling to get to his hooves, the Straw Hat doctor looked over at the other side of the room to see Usopp's wrists being sliced away at. Each time Kikei attacked, Usopp barely pulled his wrists away in time. Otherwise, they would have been cut off. Fearing for his friend, Chopper took in another rumble ball and transformed once more. Silently, his body mutate, as he was sure Kikei would call it, and change into his Horn Point state. With not a moment to lose, locking his arm back into place as best as he could, he landed on all fours and charged towards the two.

From the corner of his eye, Usopp saw what his friend was doing. In a great attempt to not be hit, he simply grabbed one of his rotten eggs and smashed it into Kikei's face, then leaped out of the way. Landing onto his side only a foot away, Usopp turned and watched as Chopper hit the lunatic with his Roseo Colonnade attack and send the real freak flying.

"Now, Usopp! Get him!" the marksman heard the reindeer boy yell, but didn't register the idea in time, and only observed as Kikei bounced back off the ceiling, licking the egg of his face as he came down and struck Chopper's nose. Usopp gasped and frowned with worry, then remembered Itami's words in his head. Words that criticize him as being useless to his nakama, and even in a moment such as that, how he was too stupid to understand the true seriousness of situations. Anger boiling inside, and with the added alarm of his friend's health, he pulled out the same weapon he used to finish off the man he wished to forget. Sneaking up behind Kikei as he tried to fight against Chopper's antlers, he quickly whacked their opponent over the head with every ounce of strength he could muster.

Chopper was surprised when the weight of his adversary suddenly dropped over his head. Restlessness, too, began to stir inside him and he took his chance to toss the man in the air once more. "Usopp, hit his shoulders and wrists! Those are his weak points!" the boy cried anxiously.

Taking the chance, again, to prove that man wrong, he smirked as he rolled over to the bloody needles Kikei had used to pin Chopper down, hooked them into his slingshot's line, and shot them up at their owner, hitting each point Chopper had mentioned. Both Straw Hat members took the time to bask in the glory of their victory, then smiled at each other.

"We did it!" Usopp cheered.

"Yeah! Ah, but don't move!" Reverting back to his usual form, he hopped over to his friend and looked at some of his injuries, "You're bleeding a lot!"

"Oh, these? Don't worry! I'll be oka--…ay…" A spell of dizziness was casted over him too, and he held his head in a moment of weakness.

"Ah! Usopp!" Chopper wailed, waving his arms.

"I'm okay, Chopper!...Oh, by the way, where's Zoro?" the marksman blinked down at the smaller boy.

The two blinked together, then ran off up the stairs.


Gosho pouted deeply, his 'cute-eyes' activated, and Sanji just wretched.

"B-But, I could help you! I could take you around the castle, show you where everything is. I could get you to Zaigou's chambers."

"Why would I want to go there?!" Sanji screamed in both annoyance and uneasiness, his fists shaking at his sides.

"But isn't that why you're all here, to see Zaigou? Oh, my move? Okay, um…Ryoku Panchi!" Whipping around, Gosho's black-gloved hand made contact with Sanji's shin, and on impact, was sent back.

"Collier Coup! And I'm here to save my nakama's female navigator!" He replied while flipping his body backward and planting a kick beside his head. Sighing, Sanji didn't know how to react to the sudden twist of events, but since the attack that went astray on the Honkyo wall, a conversation had been going between them and it was almost as if their battle had become a game of chess instead. Truthfully, he wasn't unharmed. He had received quite a powerful impact to his side, and he knew something was broken. Also, his jaw had locked up a while ago and he had bitten his tongue, which wasn't fatal but still hurt like hell.

"Oh, you mean Nami? Saido Atari!" As he swung his arm to hit Sanji's jaw again, giving him quite a unique look of surprise.

Catching his hand, the smoking blond chef looked dead straight into the other chef's eyes and was showing his own look of shock, "You've seen her?"

Happy to be so close to him, Gosho smiled and began to blab like a fan girl, "Oh yeah! Nami and I go way back! We've known each other for years now, but I haven't seen her in so long! I was really happy to see her today, and I even made her dinner! She was a little sceptical at first, which I was a little insulted by, but hey, when you're dining with Zaigou, it's completely understa—"

"Can you take me to her?!" Sanji almost yelled in with excitement over the news. He watched as Gosho smiled as if he was could die happily, and just let the creepy action slide. Instead he shook the fist he had a grip over, "Well?"

"Of course I can, Sanji-kun! Follow me!" the spandex-wearing man sang as he skipped over to the doors that lead to the next level of the Honkyo.

"W-Wait! Aren't you betraying your crew by doing this?" Sanji called, though the thought didn't stop either of them from walking away from the destruction they caused.

"Ah, it's okay," Gosho shrugged, "I was getting bored of being with these guys. Besides, Zaigou deserves it. He needs to get what's coming to him…In a way…But anything to help you, Sanji-ku—"

"Sure, now keep going."


Author's Notes

There. Fight scenes. Should be two more chapters of those until ZoNa, maybe even one. Hope you enjoyed!

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