Breaking the Hard Hat
"There. Are you comfy?" asked the Marine as he finished tying the last knot to the girl's gag, so he could finally free his hands. Once more she was handcuffed by her feet straight to his bedpost. Lucky for him since he was one of the infamous two Marines of this base, 'Hard Hat' Humon he managed to talk them into letting him install his bed here. The girl was slammed into the bed once more as 'Hard Hat' approached her and grabbing onto her thick forest of shadowy hair. "Man, are you about to have the time of your life."
"If this is the time of my life I'd rather be dead," she spat out at him, quite literally too as the Marine soon found himself wiping the girl's saliva off of his face.
"I can arrange that too," he said as he lifted her head up and off of the bed before twisting around and slamming her head into the wall, causing her to recoil backwards with blood dripping from her forehead, "once you tell us the location of the Ancient Weapon you've been hiding." He waited for the girl to answer, but once more nothing came out of her mouth. "We already lost Pluton, Poseidon, and Uranus to the last era of Pirates, but there was apparently another one hidden amongst the tides that even Pirate King Luffy didn't know about! So tell me where is it?"
"Did you check behind your big fat head?" the girl muttered once more, but it was obvious from that last smash into the wall that she was thinking too clearly. That last insult was a little easy and she was shaky on her legs.
"ARGH!" shouted 'Hard Hat' Human as he spun around, easily snapping off one of the pillars for the room, "I'M A MARINE! OR DID YOU FORGET! I have power like no one you've ever met before! If you don't obey my commands and tell me the location of this Ancient Weapon now I will order the death of all of your family members!" He hefted her up and into the air and glared at her, smoke streaming out of his nose. "So, you have one more option before I start arming my men with guns and having them march out of here in search of your friends and family."
"You guys already killed them," she muttered, "when they refused to tell you the location of the Ancient Weapon."
"Impossible, the only other people to know about this Ancient Weapon was-" he was cut short as the wheels suddenly began turning in his head. How did she know about it in the first place? It was obvious that the only other person who knew about it was Them. The people they had sent to the execution platform months ago. "All this time I've been looking at your body, following the rules of the Marines, that the name of a prisoner doesn't matter. I've overlooked it, put it in the filing cabinets time and time again. Each time because I didn't give a damn about your name. Just the information in your head and that tight little body but...is your name-" he couldn't finish it off as the girl turned to look up at him once more.
"That's right, Makrov D. Olivia. The last of the Makrovs. And the last of the Ds."
"You bastard! You've been hiding beneath my nose all this time, haven't you?" he shouted lifting her into the air and tossing her towards the door. However, since her leg was still cuffed to the bed, she didn't go far. She flew about four feet before she was violently pulled back and onto the ground. "Years ago a message was sent down from the Marine Admirals themselves, all Ds must be executed. It was an incredibly harsh order, but we carried it through without mercy. And now you are here! Standing before me claiming to have this incredible name? We killed your kind."
"There are three things that are never-ending, a man's dream, the flow of time, and the inherited will," she sputtered, "those were the words of the legendary man, Gol D. Roger. And to this day his will is still being inherited and passed down throughout the flow of time and winding up as men's dreams." The Marine grimaced, forming a tightened frown and moving towards her and slamming his boot heel into her hand. "His will is not yet completed!"
"What will?" he bellowed, "the will of a washed up old man called Rogers? Or the man who brought the Great Pirate Era to an end the man called Monkey D. Luffy? Huh? Is that the will you've inherited? The old coot or the great fool?"
Olivia smiled as she sunk a little bit lower into the floor, "you still think this whole thing starts with Roger, huh?" The man's eyes widened as he dove down and picked her back up again.
"What? What did you just say? There was a man before Gol D. Roger?" he shook her violently forcing her to snap herself awake. "Tell me everything you know now! Every last bit of information about this Will of D. nonsense that continually sparks a new era! This blasted power that seems to live on no matter how hard the World Government tries! TELL ME!" The girl's body slumped a little bit further down, it was obvious that she was barely conscious, probably due to the man's constant rough-housing of her. "Fine!" he dropped her and let her body hit the floor with a thud. He moved over to his dresser which sat in a corner of his room.
"We may have started this hunt years ago, but I'm ending it today." He pulled a katana from the top drawer and moved towards the fallen woman. "Where's your bloody inherited will now? Huh, tell, me where is it now?" He moved towards her letting the light glean from the katana as he lifted it into the air. Olivia tried to lift her head up just enough to see it coming, but even that seemed to drain her of all of her energy. She could barely make out the man's burly arms, everything above that seemed like a blur.
She just couldn't help, but smile. The Will of D. will never be understood by Marines or men who scoff at dreams. Just as Olivia was smiling, so was Humon and he spoke as he smiled, "I'm sorry for acting like a barbarian perhaps if you had just spilled the beans and hid the truth about your name we could've had a friendly time in here, but I'm afraid its too late for that! Time for your execution." He brought the sword down with all of his strength.
However, he found it fizzing out way too early. All of its strength and momentum seemed to have disappeared about halfway down. "Man, do you guys yell really loudly or what?" asked a voice that came from a smiling mouth. 'Hard Hat' Humon took a step back and examined his blade, apparently a little bit worried that it had lost its cutting edge. He could think of no other logical reason that it would die out on him like that. "And that boys and girls is called an Impact Dial capable of absorbing or unleashing powerful blasts at a moment's notice." He took a step forward, sparing only a glance back at Olivia. "I didn't understand a thing you two were talking about, but I'll always side with somebody who speaks of dreams and accomplishing them." James threw up another Dial into the air and grabbed a hold of it. "Let's do this."
"It looks like I'll be adding another execution to the list today," muttered Humon as he took another step back even further this time. "Now which one of you two are going to die first," he lifted his sword around and held it straight up and down vertically.
"Fog!" James lifted the Dial up and shot out a stream of white fog which covered the room. He was glad he had decided to keep it from the earlier shot this day. The Marine blinked as he soon lost sight of his targets. "Now to get you to some place safe," he said as he bent down and tried to haul the girl up and onto his shoulders. "Can you run?" asked James, but the girl barely managed to shake her head no. "Crap, this fog won't last too much longer," he carried her over to the closet and quietly set her down. "I'm sorry, but I can't take you any place safer. I hope you're fine with betting on me." Olivia slowly nodded and managed to grin back at him. He smacked his two hands together and breathed out. "Way to pile on the pressure," he joked as he turned around and headed into the fog, "I'll be back when that man regrets everything he's done to you."
He gripped his Impact Dial. He would ordinarily try to save up the charge he had on it, but right now he was fine with it. One charge, one blast, one very good reason to use it. "Found you!" shouted Humon as he appeared through the thick fog behind James with his blade already drawn and aiming down at him.
"Yeah, I suck at hide-and-seek, don't I?" mocked James as he deftly swung to the outside of the Humon and avoided the slash. He still needed to use the Impact Dial sparingly. He swiftly changed the Dials around, moving on to the next one. "But, I'm better at tag! Axe!" James jammed the Dial into Humon's side and let the Dial do its thing. A large X-shaped mark appeared on his side. Humon gritted his teeth, but he stayed strong. This was obviously not a man cut from the same cloth as the rest of them. However, James wasn't stopping there. "Jet!" James jumped into the air, using his Jet Dial to propel him and put him right above Humon's head. He slammed his fist down and used Humon's head as a resting place. "Flame!" A cone of flames jetted free from James' hands enveloping the Marine within a blazing inferno.
"Straight Mark!" Humon's sword burst through the flames going straight upwards and slicing into James' large jacket and admittedly James' own chest. James landed on the ground a few feet away, examining his jacket and his new wound. He reached into his pocket and pulled out another Water Dial and letting it squeeze out a kind of water-based medicine onto his chest. He was lucky he always left one of those in bag.
"Wondering how I'm still alive?" asked Humon as he stepped out of the burnt circle mark James' Dial had left on the ground. "Quite simply," he used his free hand to bang on the top of his head, which caused the unmistakable sound of steel to echo through the room. "I was injured as a kid so I had a metal plate installed in my head. That's why I am nicknamed..." he lowered his waist and aimed his head forward as if he was going to headbutt James, "HARD HAT HUMON!" Suddenly he blasted forward, screeching through the air and smashing right past James and into the wall. James stood there in wide-eyed amazement as the man brought the wall down around him.
James gripped his Impact Dial instantly realizing that he would indeed have to go all out to beat this man. "Flood!" James flipped another Dial out of his pocket and instantly a wave of water exploded from it, soaking his opponent in a burst of liquid. James gritted his teeth, ordinarily he would aim for a Shock Dial, but his opponent had already proven himself to be incredibly resilient. Anything less then his best wouldn't effect him. James took a deep breath and readied himself. One shot was his best bet. But before that he needed an opening. Luckily he had the perfect too to provide himself one. James jetted forward, grabbing a new Dial and rushing inwards. Humon grunted and turned towards him, lifting his sword high into the air.
"Justice From The Heavens! Raining Virtue!" Humon shouted as he stepped forward, slamming his foot onto the ground and spinning all the way around in a circle before bringing his sword straight down. James dove to the side, using his Jet Dials once more for an extra boost to ensure he avoided the attack. It was close, but James had avoided it. He slammed on the brakes, nearly putting his feet through the floor. From there he burst forward arming his next Dial.
"An Impact Dial? When it comes to defense I'm fairly confident in the strength of my iron skull! It has survived cannon fire! In other words, boy when you use your Impact Dial and waste it I'll skewer you with my sword!" screamed Humon as he leaned forward, placing his skull between him and James.
"If I do indeed waste my Impact Dial then I'd accept my faith, but!" James shouted as he spun around and jammed his Dial against his skull and pressed the button. In terms of destructive power this Dial was way behind the Impact or even Shock Dial. A blast of heat shot down, scorching anything it touched. "HEAT!" The Heat Dial often turned down in favor of the more destructive Flame Dial, but with its ability to spew incredibly hot air it could still turn the tides, especially when...
"HOT!" shouted the Marine as he leapt back and immediately began fanning his body with his hands. The water James had sprayed all over his body was boiling now. And boiling water was definitely hot. The Marines' entire body was covered in the scalding water! With just that that Marine's body would just be left with burns, however, that wasn't James' goal! That was just the means to get an opening! James shot forward, jetting towards him, breaking through his slight guard. James had it now. James slammed his Impact Dial into his exposed ribs.
"Impact!" The Marine's mouth dropped, spit and blood flying from it as his eyes went wide. James backed up a few feet and stretched his arm. The Marine was sent flying back, smashing into his bed post and bringing the entire canopy of it down on top of him. James sighed and shook his head. "Brilliant try there, friend, but I couldn't hold back this time. Not after what you did."
Stern Capital Punishment
I'm...so confused. My chapter numbering system is now one off? How the hell did that happen? When did it happen? I understand that on my computer I used Chapter 7 twice and I didn't on the computer, but I corrected that already...I'm so lost.
Anyways, one enemy down! Remember that I mentioned that there were two big name Marines here. With Hard Hat dying it seemed like things became easier for James with only one more to watch out for but! James' Impact Dial is now empty! It can only hold one charge at a time and James generally always charges it on a ship using a cannon, so unless he finds a cannon between now and then he'll be one dial short!
Also! I decided the Japanese format for the name is better for Olivia's name (Last, first) due to her having the initial of D. However, most characters will probably be keeping in time with the English format like (James Foreman which is first, last) cause I am an English Speaker.
And, yes, Olivia is a D. Why? Because this is One Piece and where would we be without D.s (plus it makes for good story plot later on)?...god, the internet has ruined the letter D for me.