Having saved her sister from deadly harm, Tatsumaki lost no time in bringing her to a safer place on the ship. As she was rushing to the hall, Tatsumaki was confronted by other pirates, who were quickly put in their places by her powers – Fubuki was hovering unconsciously behind her, because Tatsumaki was too small to carry her properly without using her magic.

Sudden steps came closer; they seemed stressed and were heading towards her. The green-haired prepared to demonstrate another wave of her energy, when she immediately recognised the shocked faces in front of her.

"L-Lady Tatsumaki," Lily whispered before looking at Fubuki's form. "What happened?"

"She got hurt and I saved her," Tatsumaki responded, starring at the Blizzard Group with a rather disapproving expression. It was clear that she was not amazed by Fubuki's friends, as she had assumed that her sister created this group to become stronger. But as it seems, they had not even succeeded in saving her today and had she not intervened, her sister would have met death itself.

"I will take her to a safer place and if you deem yourself worth of supporting her, you will fight those bastards that tried to kill her."

The members of the group starred at her – first guiltily but this quickly changed: they wore an angry expression now; how dare filthy pirates hurt their beloved black-haired Lady. She should have been protected by the Blizzard group and fighting side by side with Fubuki.

Tatsumaki was rather surprised by their transformed demeanour and remained silent as she passed them.

"She is right," Mountain Ape concluded, "We have disappointed her and must pay her one's respect."

"In fighting for her," Lily finished the sentence and they all nodded. Even if she was the youngest among them, she admired her female friend extremely and seeing her in such a state, had only forced her to avenge the Lady. Mountain Ape grabbed her shoulder softly. "Prepare yourself! We will not let it pass unpunished!"

"Aye!" They called in unison and departed as a group – an assembly of friends that did not accept any attack against an individual person of their kind. If one was hurt, than the entire alliance would take revenge.


Fubuki's state was unknown to the other party, which was entirely engaged with other enemies.

"We need to defeat their Captain," Genos stated, knowing that the leader had to be fought by one of them in order to stop the attack. His sensei claimed the same opinion – the Captain's lackeys were no match for him. Just like Genos had pointed out, the main enemy had to be stopped and Saitama did not want to lose any precious time. Both of them were currently running through the halls – Genos was directing them while Saitama had no real idea of where they really were. His sense of direction was not as distinct as Genos'. The increased amounts of blasts that shook the flying vehicle were not helping Saitama to gain any orientation at all.

Their enemies which they frequently met during their venturing had an ominous tick: whenever one was beaten, two others suddenly appeared. Still the bald man and his companion did not pay any heed to this occurrence; both were eager to meet their boss as quickly as possible. Unfortunately, Captain Boros never made an appearance. 'Time to face him then,' Saitama thought growing inwardly impatient.

As the party continued on their task, Genos decided to take a turn towards the main deck. "He must be on his ship!" the blonde teenager next to him suddenly exclaimed when they reached the deck. Some of the remaining guards were still battling pirates.

Genos lifted his arm towards the flying pirate ship. "Sir, there–"

The disruption of Genos' spoken words had been caused by a sudden impact of a canon – the explosion had hit both friends, but had not mortally hurt them. It was certain that it had been only aimed at them. A few moments passed before both found their composure, the other presents had taken leave or hidden behind a shelter. While the teenager had suffered a small shock after realising that one of his mechanical arms had fallen victim to the attack, Saitama had survived without a scratch. Seconds passed until the vision on deck cleared.

"Are you alright?" Saitama asked his disciple, glancing at the hovering ship above them where the canons had been fired from. It was not as if the Silverbird had already taken enough damage and was burning to the last piece of wood; it would soon crash down if no one put the flames out (and that would not happen very soon).

His friend nodded, "Yes, Sir!" Genos held his arm, wearing a fiery expression. "He must be watching us."

This statement was far from being false, for Captain Boros was indeed inspecting the two through his binoculars. Instead of showing a great amount of disapproval, he wore an evil smile. "These two are strong," he concluded with a laugh, "Especially that bald man!" Knowing that they planned to enter his ship, Boros remained in this quarter. His ship was flying above the burning Silverbird and he would wait and crush them like ants when they succeeded in invading his ship. A cruel grin adorned his face as he reflected the next scenes that may take place on his deck. The Captain was patient; both of his opponents would do anything to fight him and Boros would remain invisible until the time would come. He was curious on how they would manage in duelling him. His eyes flickered to the main body of the Silverbird. It was clearly too overloaded and the damage was irreparable – a crash was inevitable. In the end, the grand expensive air ship would meet its end.


Saitama could not make out the exact spot where the pirate captain was observing them, but he had the strange feeling of being watched – his instincts had not once failed him (except in his sense of direction, but that was a different matter). Shouts could be heard beneath the deck and becoming clearer by seconds – once again pirates were following them. It was unnerving.

"We must send him a message." This was spoken without any agitation and Genos was unsure of the meaning. The poor younger man mostly took some expressions literally. In such a situation he was a little confused which caused him to start suggesting how a message could be brought to the captain with a dove. Or maybe a raven for a dove represented peace and the pirates were definitely not fighting for such an honourable reason. They were craving for money and vandalism and then the questions of how they would now obtain a raven on a burning ship only to send it away to a ruthless Captain was beyond Genos' belief. "But Sensei, you don't think you could just write a letter–"

The bald man shook his head lightly, familiar to Genos' way of thinking. Saitama spoke: "Why a letter, if you can send a pirate." Just as this was uttered, the pirates presented themselves on deck and with a lifted eyebrow Genos witnessed his sensei's plan: as Boros' lackeys reached them and attacked both friends, Saitama used his most powerful weapon by sending those pirates to their original place – the hovering pirate ship. One after another was being hit with such force that they were propelling through the air, only to hit – or rather pierce – Boros' ship. If they would send canons down the Silverbird, Saitama could as well send some pirates back. Some of the remaining guards, who thought it quite weird to fulfil such a mission, helped those two, doing everything to somehow hit the enemy mortally. They saw Saitama's powers and trusted him in defeating the criminals. Among the guards was another tall blond man, who wanted to be everywhere except on the burning ship; King had not been happy with the aspect of fighting here, somehow all the soldiers wanted to battle alongside with him, claiming that they felt honoured and save whenever he was there. The blow which had hit the deck moments ago had shocked him entirely that he felt sure he had just died. The poor man, who only wanted to write his novels (although this situation was quite inspiring for his works) and not swinging swords and punching people – which he had not once done, for a certain someone had performed that deed all those weeks ago when Sir Zeniru had duelled Saitama. Everyone thought King to have defeated him and he cursed himself for having been near the kitchen at that time. Now he was once again in an odious situation . . . He watched Saitama from afar with the hope of not getting much more involved. Certainly, that bald man had to have a plan (King's only plan had been escape to the evacuating room safe for the guests.)

It happened within several minutes, as more pirates ran back to the deck to challenge Saitama and protect their boss, only to meet the fate of being used as a flying barrel. Genos helped with the unconventional method, using his only working arm. Even if he wished to assist in fighting Boros alongside his sensei, he had to admit that he would not stand another attack, explosion from the pirate ship or another surprising – one never knew when he would appear – performance of Sonic. The blonde internally grunted, having no power to deal with that ninja if he should suddenly stand in front of him. His thoughts were interrupted by a distant blow, followed by utter silence. His eyes wandered towards Saitama, who had just hit the last pirate on deck.

"Do you think–" Genos started but stopped immediately; the stillness was mysterious almost unbearable. A grand shadow darted above the air, landing with a tremendous crush on the wooden deck causing the ship to shake immensely. Splinters flew across the area, a dark aura engulfing the already tense atmosphere. The fire along the rims of the deck dramatised the scenery. This was the end.

"Hello, opponent." Expecting a shiver from the bald man, who had dared to send back all his lackeys towards his own ship, Boros was quite impressed by the nonchalant expression Saitama wore. The bald man looked far from being a royal guard or the protector of the ship. He looked too ordinary to fulfil a role as a policeman, especially in this suit he was wearing.

"Who are you? A guard?" the Captain asked with a cruel grin on his lips – his appearance was distorted, having only one eye, whilst the other was hidden by an eye patch. Most thought he had lost it in a fight, not knowing, that the Pirate Captain had never had a pair of eyes – the reason why he had been an outcast all his life but the more time passed the more he became aware of his powers – as of his appearance. Captain Boros was the definition of evil. To face such an ordinary bald man on a burning ship was as unexpected as said man's capability of fighting against his trained men.

"No guard," Saitama complied, "Only a hero in his leisure time."

That certainly caused Boros to look dumbfounded at the bald man. "A hero?" The thought of the Hero Association claimed his mind for several seconds. Even if his looks would not match the typical criteria of the Association, his powers surely did.

Boros' eyes flickered towards Genos who stood behind his sensei. That lad looked more like a hero to him than the other – although he was panting and sweating (the opposite of the bald man). The mechanical arms were the newest technology, Boros knew. The youngster was holding the damaged arm carefully – he would not withstand a minute against the Captain.

"I will fight you." At those words, the impressed pirate captain turned his attention back to Saitama. It was not the words that surprised Boros but the way it was spoken – completely fearless, as was face. It had transformed into a serious expression.

A laugh escaped the Captain. This was indeed a nice development.


[A/B: I sincerely apologise for not having updated during those two months. Life had somewhat intervened – accompanied by a tremendous writing block (Thank you very much!). So the good news: I have completed the next 4 chapters and will post them weekly instead of monthly (although I need to proofread those). I am currently working on another chapter and the story will end in approximately 6 to 8 chapters after this one (but I never really trust my own plans) I am still a bit uncertain about the ending but will work on it. Thank you for being patient with me! ]

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