The Fishman Vs. The Toad Man!

"Im…Impossible! Ryker was defeated!" Those words echoed throughout the entire area for all to hear. Ryker, one of the three strongest members of Nefarious Cage, was defeated by none other than Kaida Fae. It was merely unbelievable. Anyone that heard those words would immediately dismiss it as nothing more than nonsense. But the mere sight of Kaida standing over the defeated body of Ryker cast aside all of their doubt.

There was no mistake. He was defeated. He wouldn't be getting up any time soon. That much was clear.

Everyone was either shocked or outraged at the defeat of the talented swordsman. All except for Buffa. He was the only one smiling after seeing his comrade lying there defeated in front of everyone. It was no secret to anyone that he hated Ryker. The two of them never got along.

He couldn't conceal his excitement at the mention of Ryker's defeat. Now was his time to shine. If he could defeat Jaw and Kaida, then he would be rewarded by their leader. Which meant that Ryker's time in the organization was going to be very short.

"Good…that's one annoying bastard down." Buffa mumbled, looking over his shoulder to check on the condition of Ryker.

Jaw took that action as an insult. Looking away from your opponent during battle could cost someone's life, and yet Buffa didn't seem to understand that fact. He planned to teach it to him. Taking advantage of the distracted opponent, Jaw threw a punch at the man. His fist made contact with the man's face. However, because of the man's devil fruit abilities, his fist slipped right off of him, causing no damage.

"You can't hurt me, fish." Buffa proudly proclaimed, watching the Fighting Fish Fishman clean his arm of the mucus. "You may have caught me off guard earlier. But you won't be so lucky this time."

"Hmph…what an annoying devil fruit ability you have…" Jaw commented after cleaning his arm of the mucus. "No matter. You have a weakness. I'll find it and exploit it."

"You sound confident. Not that I can blame you. You're a Fishman after all." Buffa bent his knees, building up pressure in his legs. "But you're still nothing compared to me. I'll beat you down and make you regret the day you decided to cross us."

He sprung off the ground then launched himself towards Jaw. The Fishman stood his ground and crossed his arms in front of him, blocking the incoming head-butt. He was knocked back a few yards, but there was no visible damage. No expression of pain. He slowly lowered his arms down to his sides, giving the man a side-ward glance.

"I won't be regretting anything if that's the extent of your strength." He mocked the toad man, shocking everyone that was within earshot. The Fishman immediately took notice of the unpleasant expression on Buffa's face.

"You bastard! Don't you dare mock me!" Buffa roared. It frightened the grunts of his organization, but Jaw on the other hand was unaffected. The Fishman rolled his eyes in response to the childish display of might, if he could even call it that.

"Enough with the shouting. I'm right here in front of you. If you're going to do something, then go ahead and do it. I don't want to be here all day." The Fishman took his karate stance, preparing to finish his fight against Buffa although it had only just begun.

His words and actions infuriated Buffa. All throughout his life he had been feared and respected for his strength and reputation. Of course, there had been times when he was ridiculed for his size and weight. But anyone foolish enough to have done that were all dead.

"Very well then…" Buffa lunged for Jaw again at a high speed.

This time, Jaw didn't stand his ground. In fact, he stood to the side and allowed the large toad man to fly right passed him, leaving his back wide open for an attack. Jaw showed no hesitation in exploiting their situation. He secreted droplets of water from his hands then he tossed them at the man. Buffa quickly turned around to unfortunately take the full brunt of the attack.

It was devastating. Each droplet of water that touched him felt like he had been shot with a high-powered shotgun. One second he was looking at Jaw, then the next he staring up at the sky. He was down. Flat on his back. He could hear the exclamations of shock and awe coming from the grunts.

It was humiliating for him. Ryker, one of his comrades, had been defeated moments ago. If he didn't do something soon, then he was going to end up just like him and end up besmirching the name of his organization. He refused to allow that to happen. There was too much at stake for him. He didn't care who his opponent was or what abilities they possessed. He refused to be taken down so easily.

Moments passed then Buffa found his way back onto his feet. "That hurt...that really hurt. You Fishmen really do pack a punch. Now...it's my turn..."

It happened in a blink of an eye. An unknown force had struck Jaw across the face, knocking him off balance for a moment. But that moment was all Buffa needed to launch his counterattack. He sprang towards Jaw again, ramming into the Fishman with enough force to send him flying through a series of buildings.

Cheers of awe and admiration came from the grunts of Nefarious Cage. Although one of their top members had been defeated, they scratched it down to be a fluke. They believed that there was no way all three top members of their branch would be defeated by trio of misfits. The proof was right in front of them after all. Buffa had gained the upper hand in his fight and their leader, Johnathan Cage, was busy dealing with Raymond Everett.

"How'd you like that, Fishman?! I sincerely hope that you're not done from just that! I plan to pay you back tenfold for all the humiliation you've put me through today!" Buffa haughtily announced.

Seconds later, more droplets of water that had morphed into arrows headed right for him. Thankfully, he had good reflexes despite his size. He jumped into the air at the last second, avoiding the arrows. The grunts behind him however, weren't so lucky. The arrows pierced through flesh and mortally wounded them.

"You're going to pay for hurting my subordinates like that!" Buffa yelled in the direction the arrows came from.

"Those arrows were meant for you. It's not my fault you decided to dodge them." Jaw made his way back into the fight, dusting off some of the debris from his clothes. "If you don't want your subordinates to get hurt, then all you need to do is protect them."

Buffa cracked a smile at his words. "Protect them you say? Yeah, I'll do that by killing you!"

Just like before, an unknown force struck Jaw across the face. Only this time, the unknown force continued to strike him all over his body. Jaw crossed his arms over his face to defend himself, but the mysterious force bypassed his defenses and continued with the assault.

Eventually, the mysterious force was revealed. Once Jaw caught it that is. He was disgusted to discover that the force he had trouble seeing before was none other than Buffa's tongue. He immediately released it then watched the tongue return to the owner's mouth.

It was revolting for him. All throughout his life he had been attacked by a variety of weapons. A tongue however, wasn't one of them. It was also humiliating for him to have to live down the fact that he got knocked around by the tongue in the first place.

"Finally managed to realize what was going on, huh? My devil fruit grants me more powers than just powerful leg muscles. My tongue is also a part of my arsenal." Buffa proudly proclaimed.

"That's disgusting. I'm going to make you suffer." Jaw warned him. He went on the offensive this time. He charged the large man before him then threw a punch. But it missed.

Buffa leaped over the Fishman's head, raining down a brutal barrage of tongue lashes in the process. Once back on the ground, the toad man rammed into Jaw's back once more, taking great pleasure in seeing the Fishman sprawl violently across the ground. But it didn't stop there. Jaw quickly recovered and attempted to return to his feet, only to be struck across the face with Buffa's tongue again.

"I don't see how you plan on making me suffer while you're on the ground like that. At this rate, you'll be defeated and sold off to slavery once again. Or perhaps we'll just kill you, then cook you." Buffa taunted the downed Fishman, marveling in the fact that the tide of battle had shifted in his favor.

He had heard that Fishmen were ten times stronger than humans at birth. He believed it. He had personally witnessed the strength of the Fishmen throughout his years as a bandit. However, he knew that the Fishmen race could be overpowered. He was the prime example of that fact.

"That's right…keep talking as if you've won…" Jaw grumbled, attempting to return to his feet once again. Just like before, Buffa's tongue lashed out at him. However, this time he was prepared. In that moment, the Fishman grabbed a hold of toad man's tongue.

With a mighty roar, he tugged on the tongue as hard as he could, pulling Buffa towards him. He then spun around and tossed the man over his shoulder, taking pleasure in watching the large man slam into the ground. It didn't end there however. He approached the downed man then drove his fist in his face, unleashing a brutal shock-wave that traveled throughout the man's body. A blood curdling scream came from Buffa. His body convulsed widely until the shock-wave finally stopped.

Jaw stood over Buffa, ready to strike him down again should he make any sudden movements. Unfortunately, he wasn't prepared for Buffa's counter attack. The large man shot out a thick substance from his mouth. The substance splattered across the unsuspecting Fishman's face, blinding him. His first instinct was to rub it off. But there was a problem with that choice.

It didn't come off.

He tried again.

It still didn't come off.

The substance on his face had quickly dried, leaving him blind.

"What the hell is this stuff?!" Jaw exclaimed as he continued with his attempts of removing the substance from his face.

"Quick drying slime." Buffa replied, sneering at the pathetic sight of the Fishman. It was humiliating that he had to resort to using such a cheap tactic to gain the upper hand, but he was running out of options. At that point, it didn't matter what he did to defeat the Fishman. A victory was a victory. "Good luck harming me without having the ability to see!"

The large man immediately took advantage of the situation. He lunged at the Fishman and rammed into him, sending Jaw flying back several yards. Jaw sprawled violently across the ground, eventually coming to a stop. However, he was thrown back once more after taking another hit from Buffa.

Fortunately, he managed to guard just in time, reducing some of the damage. He kept his guard up. His arms were crossed in front of his face. It was the only move he could make until he could remove the slime from his face.

However, his defensive stance was broken once he felt a slippery sensation coming from his leg. It was Buffa's tongue. With a forceful tug, Jaw was knocked off balance, leaving him wide open for the Toad man's next attack. Buffa let out a mighty roar before slamming the palm of his hand against Jaw's chest, sending the Fishman reeling once more.

He was blown through a nearby building. Which proceeded to collapse once he went through it. Buffa stood there proudly, listening to the loud cheers coming from his subordinates after his apparent victory over the Fishman. But he wasn't satisfied yet. He believed that Jaw's punishment was far from over.

Eventually, Jaw emerged from the pile of rubble he was buried under. The slime was still on his face. He growled in irritation at the sounds of mockery coming from the grunts of Nefarious Cage.

"Glad to see that you're still standing…for now that is. It would've been boring if you had fallen so easily. Especially after that love tap, I gave you earlier." Taunted Buffa, giving Jaw a condescending look.

"Love tap?" Jaw scoffed at his words, placing his hand on his chest. "Don't try and act tough in front of your lackey's. You put everything you had into that last attack. It just wasn't enough to even leave a bruise, let alone do any sort of real damage to me."

A vein made its way onto Buffa's forehead. "You're really beginning to piss me off, Fishman."

"You have no right to be pissed."

"Oh really? What makes you say that?"

"You've never experienced anything that I've experienced. My pain, my sorrow, my guilt, my humiliation…none of it."

"Why would I ever want to experience anything that a slave's experienced? If anything, I should be proud that I've never been through anything as horrible as you."

"That's true…be proud of that fact. However, it's because you've never experienced the things that I have that you don't have the willpower to grow."

"Grow?" Buffa furrowed his eyebrows, sizing up the Fishman before him. "I'm eight feet tall, dumb ass! If anything, I've done enough growing."

A sigh of annoyance immediately escaped from Jaw's mouth in response. "That response right there is more than enough proof that you're too immature and stupid to realize what I mean. I wasn't talking about your size. I was talking about your strength."

"What about it?"

"It's lacking. You lack control." He answered. "Sure, you possess above average strength. Any ordinary human would've lost their live after suffering from the last attack you performed. However, all you're doing is simply throwing your weight around. From what I've seen of your fighting style, there's no hint of any formal training."

"Training? Now why the hell would I need to do any of that? You just said so yourself that any ordinary human would've been killed by my last attack." Buffa pointed out.

"How ignorant...you're a lost cause." Jaw shook his head, raising his fists to continue on with the fight. "Let's end this. Come at me."

"You're seriously underestimating my power. You're dead..." Buffa lunged towards Jaw once more, ramming into the Fishman head first. The attack however, was blocked. Jaw stood his ground and properly shook off the attack before going for one of his own.

He punched the air out in front of him, manipulating the water vapors in the air to unleash a brutal shock-wave. Screams of pain could be heard seconds after the attack had been launched. But none of the screams satisfied Jaw. None of them belonged to Buffa's.

"Damn it. He dodged it." Jaw cursed to himself, pointlessly searching around the area for any sign of Buffa. It was impossible for him to tell where the large man could've been through sight. So, he instead decided to switch to hearing.

A whistle. There was a bit of a whistling sound coming towards him. It was Buffa, coming down from the sky to crush him. Jaw smirked then jumped back, narrowly avoiding the large man. He kept his arms out in front of him in case the man moved in for a follow up attack.

He was right to assume that there would be a follow up attack. However, the method of attack wasn't one that he had expected. Buffa's tongue lashed out and gripped onto his forearm. Buffa retracted his tongue, pulling the unsuspecting Fishman towards him.

"Go flying again!" Exclaimed Buffa, jumping up then striking Jaw with his belly. The Fishman was thrown high into the air. He was then pulled back. Only to get sent flying back int the air again.

This process continued multiple times. Onlookers laughed at the scene, comparing it to a game of paddle ball. Once Jaw was knocked into the air once again, he recovered in mind air. He decided to return the favor.

He gripped onto Buffa's tongue, then pulled with all his might. The unsuspecting man was pulled off the ground.

"Let's see how you like it!" Jaw exclaimed, driving his fist into the Toad man's face, sending him spiraling towards the ground. But he didn't end it there. He tugged on the man's tongue once more, forcing Buffa towards him again before he could hit the ground. Only to strike him again with another punch.

All laughter had died down at that point. Or at least the laughter coming from the Nefarious Cage members. Raymond on the other hand took a moment out of his fight against Cage to point at laugh at the spectacle. But it all soon came to an end. Jaw prepared for his final strike against Buffa.

He secreted water from his webbed hand, then balled his hand into a tight fist. With one, mighty blow against Buffa's stomach, he unleashed a large shock-wave through the toad man's body. The water secreted in his hand pierced through Buffa's body and even the ground down below.

A small dust cloud erupted once Buffa crashed down onto the ground. He was unconscious, as evident by the fact that he was no longer in his hybrid form. All members of Nefarious Cage were silent. Unable to make sense of anything that had happened to one of their bosses. First Ryker had fallen. And now it was Buffa. The only one that could stand up to the three-man team now was Cage.

All gazes were on him. The man stood there silently, gazing at the motionless bodies of his comrades. Before, he had all the confidence in the world that they would be able to defeat them. But that didn't turn out to be the case.

His comrades were defeated. In public. In front of their subordinates. For all to witness.

Their defeat would forever stain the reputation of their organization. An organization that he worked his entire life to join. As he continued to angrily stare at the sight of his defeated comrades, one word was repeated in his head.

Incompetent.

Ryker, Buffa, the hundreds of subordinates…all of them were incompetent. They were useless. Incapable of doing anything right without having someone around to hold their hands. As evident by the fact that all three members of Raymond's squad were still alive. Sure, they were a little roughed up, but still alive nonetheless.

"Good work kicking that guy's ass, Jaw! I would've done a lot better though!" Raymond called out to his first mate, completely ignoring Cage altogether.

"This isn't a contest." Jaw stepped over Buffa's unconscious body, proceeding to join over to his Captain after the slime across his face had finally been removed. "Two down. One to go." His sights were set on Cage. The man's body was trembling fiercely.

However, it wasn't trembling with fear. It was trembling with intense rage. It appeared that at any moment, the man would lunge out and attack them both. Jaw took precautions and prepared himself for another fight. But Raymond held his arm out to stop him.

"No. This one's mine." He demanded. "You and Kaida had your fun. Now it's my turn to play with the head honcho."

"This isn't a game. Let your guard down and it could cost you your life."

"Yeah, yeah, I know. I'll be sure to be careful. Just make sure to take care of Kaida for me."

Jaw didn't say another word. He simply nodded his head then wandered over to Kaida, ensuring the woman was still alive before tending to her injuries.

"...Your arrogance...it's infuriating..." Cage forced a smile on his face in spite of his situation. "Well...I guess I can't really say that you don't deserve to be confident. Your subordinates managed to defeat two of my top subordinates."

"Yeah, they did." Raymond nodded his head in agreement.

"But don't let that get to your head! I won't be beaten!"

"That's yet to be seen. Didn't your subordinates sprout that same nonsense before they were beaten?"

"True…that's very true. However, the difference between those incompetent failures and me is that I'll live up to my word. When I say, 'I won't be beaten', I mean that I won't be beaten." Cage cracked his knuckles.

"Who's the arrogant one now?" Raymond smirked.

"It's still you. In all my years of serving in this organization. No one has ever gone so far to piss me off as much as you have today."

"Well, there's a first time for everything, right?" Raymond shrugged his shoulders. "Besides…your rage pales in comparison to mine. This organization, the one you faithfully and blindly serve, is nothing more than a stepping stone that will be used to spread my name across the world once I destroy it."

Cage was momentarily stunned. Out anything Raymond could have said; those words were the last things that he was expecting to hear. He was not ignorant to the fact people despised Nefarious Cage. That was a given. However, he was not expecting someone to come right out and proclaim that they would destroy it.

Nefarious Cage was an organization that was sponsored by the World Nobles and legalized by the World Government. Which meant that if anyone harmed the organization, then they would make them enemies of the entire world. Often enough, Cage would remind people of that fact. But he did not need to do that for Raymond.

The look in the man's eyes was more than enough to tell him that Raymond knew exactly what he was doing and what he was saying. The man did not care about the potential consequences of his actions. In fact, it appeared that he would marvel in the attention that he would gain from destroying the branch of Nefarious Cage.

Cage instinctively knew that the man before him was dangerous. Which was all the more reason for him to avenge his fallen comrades and lock Raymond up in a cage where he believed that he belonged. If he failed to beat him, not only would the branch of Nefarious Cage be destroyed, but his entire life's work would be washed down the drain. He refused to allow that to happen. He did not care what he had to do. He was going to ensure his victory for himself and the organization.

"Destroy it? Nefarious Cage? You want to destroy Nefarious Cage?" Cage ran his hand through his hair, chuckling menacingly. "I've heard many outrageous proclamations in my life. But that one takes the cake."

"I'm already three-fourths of the way there though. I've destroyed your headquarters and my comrades have defeated two of your top subordinates." Raymond listed off his accomplishments. "You're the last obstacle. Now usually I would suggest for you to surrender and save yourself some embarrassment. But I'm not going to. I refuse to show you any mercy."

"The more you speak, the more foolish you sound." Cage commented. "What do you mean you refuse to show me any mercy? That should be my line considering all you've done here."

"What I've done here pales in comparison to what I've got planned for all the other organizations in my way. Like I said, you're nothing more than a stepping stone."

"I've heard about enough of your talk. There's no point in speaking with you any further…" Cage concluded.

"My thoughts exactly. Let's quit talking and fight." Raymond took his stance.

The two men remained still for a moment, sizing each other up before their fight could continue. Both of them were strong. That was obvious enough. But one of them was clearly stronger than the other. There was only one way to prove that. Eventually, the two of them broke off into sprints, rushing towards each other with their own respective attacks.

A/N: And this marks the end of this chapter! I hope that you all enjoyed it! Don't forget to leave a review, I would really appreciate it! There are still only two spots open for the crew now! Come and get them while you still can! :D

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