A High Action Gunfight!

Mr. Kamikaze's Last Stand!

Specter leapt upward avoiding another dangerous shot from Marcus. Marcus noticed this as being his chance. Marcus pursued in deeper, carefully keeping count of how many bullets he had left...he wasn't liking how many shots he had wasted at just trying to defeat Specter. He produced his gun and fired an upwards shot at Specter. Specter grimaced as he brought his Pop Grenade Launcher down and fired it. The bullet and Pop Grenade collided in mid-air, closer to Specter then he would've liked. The explosion forced Specter down and away. Specter collided with the ground and grunted as he tried to pick himself up. He glanced over his shoulder at Marcus, who was currently hurriedly trying to stuff bullets into his revolver.

Specter smirked as he brought his Pop Grenade launcher back and quickly loaded another shot, not wanting to waste a second. He fired it as soon as he felt it fall into place. The cross bow made a loud snapping sound. Marcus heard it and instead of turning to see what it was or where it was aiming, instinctively dodged it. He dove to the ground in front of him, a few moments later he was thankful that he did as he heard the loud sound of the Pop Grenade exploding as it came into contact with the wall behind him.

Marcus spun around and closed his revolver up, he wasn't able to fully load it up, but he managed to get more bullets into it and for that he was thankful. He quickly pulled the trigger with his gun lined right up with Specter's head. Specter lifted the crossbow up to his head to block the shot...a stupid move. The bullet hit the crossbow, forcing the heavy metal weapon backwards, slamming it into his head. Specter groaned as he brought the crossbow back down and aimed it at Marcus. Marcus was already mid-charge intending to get as close as possible to Specter during his moment of stupidity. Marcus fired twin shots, sending both of the bullets forward almost in a straight line for Specter's heart.

Specter grunted as he dodged to the side and felt one bullet skim his side and the other one caused a light breeze that he felt indicating that it was closer to comfort then he would've wanted. Specter quickly reached down and loaded another Pop Grenade. He brought it up and pointed it at Marcus. "Its funny...I can't help but remember the first time we met. The same weapon that spoiled your attack last time is the same thing that is going to spoil it this time...you must hate my Pop Grenade."

"I hate your big mouth more!" grunted Marcus through closed teeth. "I should've shot you the first chance I had back then...I should've screwed Edward and his stupid orders! 'Don't shoot unless I tell you to shoot' he said, 'I am the boss of this gang' he said! I should've shot him the first time he dared to order me around! He was always mother's favorite! He was always the precious baby of the family! He's only alive still as I thought of him like a brother! After I shoot you, I'm going to shoot him! Maybe I'll shoot Kane and Boris after that even! They all deserve to die! They never gave me..." A Pop Grenade whizzed by him to shut him up.

Specter smiled as he loaded another Pop Grenade, "my, my, my...do you have an inferiority complex or what? I mean, I've known plenty of people in my day and not very many of them are like you...I mean wanting to kill your own brother simply because his mother liked him best? Let me guess, you are the middle child, aren't you?" Marcus was the older of the middle children. In order of age it was Edward (the golden boy who had all his parents hopes and dreams instilled in him), Marcus, Kane, and then finally Boris. Marcus could only grit his teeth as he listened to Specter pretend to diagnose him and at the same time mock him. Marcus lifted his gun up and fired a quick shot at Specter.

Specter flinched as he dove to the ground avoiding the bullet that blazed past him. Specter scrambled up to his feet as Marcus fired another rapid-fire succession of bullets at him. Specter fired one more Pop Grenade as he quickly hid behind one of the corners of a wall in order to take cover. He quickly began to reload his Pop Grenade launcher with another one. Meanwhile, Marcus was almost his mirror double. He had also taken cover behind a wall and was fully reloading his revolver with the small lead bullets.

The two of them popped out from behind the corner in perfect unison. Both of them pulled their triggers in the same instant. The bullet from Marcus' gun shot forward aiming for Specter's shoulder. Specter's Pop Grenade was flying through the air straight at Marcus' gut. Both of the projectiles hit their marks perfectly. Specter was thrown backwards, grunting pain as his shoulder began to bleed. His large weapon was only going to become harder and harder to move with only one good arm now. Specter could only smiled as his Pop Grenade exploded covering Marcus' scream with an even louder explosion.

Specter slumped down as the room filled with the smoke of his Pop Grenade. He grunted as he examined his body which had sustained, just from this fight alone, two shots. He guessed at this point the only benefit to being shot twice was the fact that his opponent had just been blown up with his greatest invention. Specter chuckled as he pulled his body up to a sitting position and then finally he stood up. Specter smiled and turned around about to leave, when another bullet whizzed by his head.

Specter froze. All of the muscles in his body clinched up, he couldn't even think about turning around to face the person who just fired at him. He heard Marcus chuckle. "Looks like you cut back on the gunpowder since last time not only that but in order to make it fly better you got rid of any kind of shrapnel, looks like that backfired."

Specter was breathing harshly, his hand had already sneaked its way back into his pocket already wrapping around his next and probably last Pop Grenade. He was considering the fact that he had to load and fire it within the same instant, chances are Marcus had a pretty good line of sight with him. Load, spin, shoot...load, spin, shoot...That was it. Specter produced the small grenade and brought it around and quickly slid it into the crossbow. He spun about with bringing his crossbow up in the same instant, but he was too slow.

Marcus fired first. His bullet shot through the air and into Specter's shoulder sending him spiraling to the ground. His hand loosened up and he basically tossed his crossbow across the room. The small spherical grenade popped loose and rolled over to Specter's side as Specter slammed down onto the ground. Marcus scoffed as he walked over next to the fallen Specter's side. He bent down and grabbed Specter's face in between two of his fingers and his thumb. He smirked as he shook Specter's head.

"You really thought you could beat me?" mocked Marcus, "I told you, didn't I? The only reason I lost to you last time was because I was with my idiotic and worthless brothers. Without them I am 10, 30, 60, 100, 1000 times better! If it wasn't for them...if it wasn't for them making me weak I would've killed you the first time we met! Boris was a moron if he hadn't stepped on that bomb back then I would've put a bullet in your head! If Edward didn't insist that we kidnap someone where we could steal there information and break in...if it wasn't for them YOU WOULD BE DEAD!"

Specter looked about trying to find someway out of this mess, but he couldn't quite see anything nearby that could help him. His Pop Grenade launcher had been thrown when he was knocked back and Marcus had leaned onto the gun, that Specter had always kept at his waist, making it impossible to grab and use. Specter was out of luck it seemed like. So many things had rushed into his mind that he had originally wanted to do, but one thing kept coming back into his mind. And that was that he didn't want to die now.

He assumed he would've been fine dying at the hands of Whitebeard, Shanks, or any other yonkou...he'd probably be fine dying at the hands of a Shichibukai as well, but he just couldn't go on with peace if he had died at the hands of this maniac. His gun was his only hope. His left hand shot as fast as it could, while his right hand struggled with Marcus' gun trying to avert the line of fire, and struggled to lift Marcus' knee off of the gun, but to no avail. Marcus overpowered him and slammed his own gun back into Specter's face.

"Stop it!" shouted Marcus as he jammed his knee down harder, "don't you want to die with some dignity?" Marcus smirked as he thought back to what Edward said to Alexander. "Do you have any last words?" Edward stated that all great pirates gave their enemies the chance of last requests or at least last words and if Edward did it, then Marcus would do it as well, but he would do it better. Marcus inched the gun closer to Specter's face, "well, do you?"

Specter smiled through clenched teeth as he stared defiantly at Marcus. He wasn't going to allow someone like this to beat him. He then saw it. His one way of escape. He smiled as he moved his leg...yup, it was perfectly well. When Marcus situated himself onto Specter's gun, he freed up his other leg to move. Specter looked up at Marcus, "its funny. My nickname came from the embellished story of how I beat you guys last time. Mr. Kamikaze is what they call me...and I hate it."

"Good, remember the terrible things about this life," said Marcus, "it'll make your death go a lot easier." There was a loud click from Marcus' gun as he readied to fire it.

"Pretty good advice...FOR YOU!" shouted Specter as he brought his free leg up and then back down. Marcus turned around to face what Specter had down only to realize it a little too late. The Pop Grenade from Specter's crossbow that had come loose from it due to the fall had rolled into place right next to Specter's free leg. Marcus was only able to watch, mouth wide open as Specter's leg crashed into the Pop Grenade, the necessary force to cause it to explode.

Marcus was blown upwards and into the wall, knocking himself unconscious. While Specter was a little more lucky. Not only was Marcus' body in-between him and the Pop Grenade when it went off, but Specter was also propped up against the wall. He couldn't have been thrown into it even if he had tried. Of course, his leg suffered pretty damage along with the rest of him, but he had no chance of a concussion. That was at least a comforting thought as he blacked out.

(-with Akane-)

Akane was slowly coming out of her fog. Her head hurt like hell. Her hand crept up to her head and held it. She slowly stood up, careful to not loose her balance. She finally managed to bring herself up to her own two feet, when she noticed where she was. She wasn't at the Marine Base...or any other location that she would fall asleep in. She was downtown where the bandits and criminals usually hang out and do their business. Her hands immediately went to her scythe...or where her scythe should be. It was missing.

She grimaced as she looked about. The place had been cleared out. There wasn't another criminal around her, but that didn't make her feel any safer. She had to find her scythe and get out of here. She turned to run away, but instead she stopped in her tracks as she found Kane standing there looking at her. He tossed her scythe to her and produced his sword.

"You again?" asked Akane looking at him in disbelief, "I thought I beat you bad enough that you wouldn't dare come and fight me again. What happened?" She twisted her scythe around in her hands and brought it behind ready to fight.

Kane smirked, "I'm ready to kill you now." He produced the small vial of liquid he got from the man from Taka. He smiled as he chugged it down.


Whoo! Been awhile since we heard from Akane, but here she is waking up in a crime-infested portion of the city. I admit I wanted to use an incredibly low-brow comedy and dirty thing here, but I fought my instincts and went with something with a little more class...anyways, ehm...well, at least Specter's fight finished with some good news. Even though he knocked himself out. I want to point out that this is also my first gun on gun fight, so I hope I did a good job with it!

Other then that I have some good news! First off, my school work is done (for the most part) also according to the average number of reviews per chapter this story is my most popular story (it is currently averaging 9 reviews per chapters!) So, I just want to thank you my faithful reviewers (and all of you people who read, but don't review...YOU SHOULD REVIEW TOO!)