Power of Blades
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Devon kept his cool as he stared Glenn down.
Glenn had a relaxed look and a smile on his face as he held his sword over his shoulder.
The blonde swordsman's foot tapped the floor quietly, "So, in order to win my freedom and my blades, I just have to beat you?" he asked calmly, pointing Geri at Glenn.
"Yep, simple as that," Glenn nodded, "I gotta warn ya kid, I'm no pushover,"
Devon smirked, a happy look in his eye, "I'd be disappointed if you were. Now, c'mon!" he gripped both gladius swords and took a stance, "Show me your strength, Captain Glenn!"
The Marine Captain pulled his greatsword off his back and gripped it with both hands, "Alright...ready, kid? Here I come!"
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Axe stood in the empty office of Vice-Admiral Roog, his eyes locked on a stack of wanted posters in his hands. He had found a familiar face among them, from years past during his stay in the Baratie.
"Penny...," he stared at the picture of the young wanted girl, now crossed out, "...see ya in the afterlife, kiddo...," he choked, tossing the papers to the side. Looking around, he caught side of the stolen treasures from his ship, "There you two are! Been lookin' everywhere for ya!" he jumped onto the desk, then onto one of the shelves of a nearby case.
"Now that I got you two back, let's go see how the others are and get the hell outta here, eh?"
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The floor cracked under Devon as he landed hard on the floor. Groaning, he lifted his head and watched as Glenn landed on both his feet, looking unnerved by the fight so far. Sitting up, Devon held his abdomen, "By the fires of Muspelheim...hell of a kick!"
"In a sword fight, anything can happen," Glenn raised a leg and moved it back and forth, "Not only do I study Ittoryu, but I've learned The Art of Eight Limbs and I may not be a master, but it helps,"
"Art of Eight Limbs?" Devon climbed to his feet, a large bruise already forming on his chest, "What are you, a swordsman or a martial artist?"
Glenn shrugged, "In some cultures, swordsmanship is a martial art, so there's nothing wrong with me using both Ittoryu sword style and Eight Limb Art," he tilted his head to the side, a curious look on his face, "By the way, what style do you study?"
"Odin style," Devon said proudly.
"Odin?" Glenn repeated, scowling a little, "Never heard of it,"
"With good reason," Devon chuckled, tapping Geri and Freki, "Maybe I should show you what I can do with this style?"
Glenn nodded, "Sure, why not? I'm always happy to learn new things about my enemy,"
"Alright, lemme show ya," Devon held out one of the blades and crouched, "Tyr's Hand, Leaving's of the Wolf!" he pushed off the floor and sped towards Glenn, his blade outward, thirsty for blood.
When it seemed Devon was going to land a decent wound on his enemy, Glenn suddenly leapt out of the way, kicked/pushed off his head and landed on the floor behind him. Devon whirled around, his head sore from the kick.
"How the hell do you keep moving like that?" he hissed, "Probably that Devil Fruit you ate, eh?"
Glenn's brows went up, the Marine was obviously surprised by the comment, "Oh, so you know I ate a Devil Fruit?"
Devon nodded, "What kind?"
"What kind?" Glenn scratched his head, "I don't think there's any harm to showing you. I was gonna reveal it sooner or later, so why not sooner?" he exhaled loudly, "Well, allow me to show you, Demon King,"
Devon watched as Glenn thrust his greatsword into the stone floor and crouched to his knees, eyes closed. Glenn's skin began to change from it's normal color to a light-green tone, while webbing appeared between his fingers and toes. Even his hair was affected by the change, because it began to mat together with some kind of sticky substances that seemed to seep through his pores.
"What...the...hell?!" Devon stared at the newly reformed Marine Captain, "What the hell kind of fruit did you eat?!"
Glenn rose to full height, his hair matted to his skin and his eyes a very odd yellow color while he smiled an unusually large smile, "I ate the Kaeru Kaeru no Mi...I'm a frog man," his point was made clearer when a low ribbit sound was heard and his throat puffed out momentarily, "Sorry about that," he apologized, "That tends to gross people out,"
Devon facefaulted, "Really...I cannot imagine why,"
"Ah, sarcasm," Glenn nodded, "Well, you know what I ate, you wanna see what I can do with it?"
The blonde nittoryu user took a pose, "Let's rock,"
Glenn ripped Jeanne from the floor, the smile still there on his face, "Grenouille Tranche!" he shot from the floor like a bullet and before Devon even had time to bring up his sword to deflect the attack, he felt the sword dig into the side of his stomach. His eyes widened at both the speed of the attack and the pain in his side.
Shit...! Devon winced, but managed to stay in the fight, "Jotunheim, Tsuin Yama Enko!" (1).
Devon spun around and quickly swung upward with both swords, leaving trails of energy in the blades' wake. Glenn snapped his head back, but it wasn't fast enough because one of the blades managed to nick his bucket hat. Quickly using his frog-like legs, Glenn jumped high and away from Devon, landing on the nearest wall. He was able to stick to the wall due to the slimy substance on his skin. Glenn pulled off his hat and looked it over, "Man, my hat is ruined...,"
"Be glad it was only your hat and not your face," Devon brought his blades together and held them above his head, "Nioavellir, Sindri's Kanadzuchi!"(2) Devon swiftly brought his swords down, smashing the bottom of the handles into the stone.
Glenn watched as large cracks suddenly began to spread out along the floor, "What the heck?"
"Hammer time...," Devon grinned as the cracks not only grew, but they reached and began to climb the wall that Glenn occupied, "Get down here, frogman!"
The Marine Captain sensed the wall losing it's strength and pushed off, flying into the air. When Devon thought he would land nearby, he was surpirsed to see a long, slimy tongue shoot out of Glenn's mouth and wrap itself around a beam above them.
"Oh come on!"
Using his tongue, Glenn swung from side to side until he let go of the beam and landed on the other side of the room, holding his mouth.
"I think I have a splinter...,"
"What you have is a lack of observation," Devon growled, rushing at him again.
Glenn smiled and snapped his head to the side, "Langage Flageller...," he muttered just before his tongue shot of his mouth and tripped Devon, causing the swordsman to hit the floor hard, face first.
"You okay, man?"
Devon cursed under his breath as he pushed himself up onto his knees. He reached up and snapped his nose back into place, a loud crunching sound echoing around the room. Taking his swords, Devon rose back to his feet, a very annoyed look on his face.
"You're really startin' to piss me off...," he growled.
Glenn shrugged, "Sorry. I don't mean to do that, it just happens," he tossed his sword into the air, "Langage Flageller Tranche!" his tongue wrapped around the handle of the sword and the next thing Devon knew, Glenn was spinning around, his weapon lunging at him, getting a very good range of damage thanks to his tongue.
Shit, now I can't get to him! Devon ducked and jumped over the spinning sword, Sword for both ranged and melee, and a decent martial art for melee as well! Gotta do something here!
As the sword lunged at him again, without thinking, Devon ducked under the blade and sliced Glenn's tongue with Freki. The Marine Captain yelped, let go of his sword and his tongue went reeling back into his mouth. Glenn covered his mouth with both hands, "Dude, you cut mah tongue! Firs' mah hat and now mah tongue!"
"Well, you were asking for it!"
"Wha's wrong wit you!"
The two of them exchanged curses for a few moments before engaging in another melee round. Glenn wasn't able to use his tongue anymore at the moment, and even though he was still strong as a swordsman, the lack of his tongue was the thing Devon needed for the fight.
Glenn's sword met Devon's gladius swords again and again, neither of them loosing footing. Glenn's greatsword was huge and strong, indeed a thing for enemies to fear, but Devon was able to successfully block the attacks the Marine Captain threw at him.
This kid has definitely got some strength and skill under his belt, Glenn thought as he swung Jeanne d'Arc again and again, Looks like this Odin style of his is something I should look into...
"Shinigami-giri!"
Glenn felt blood flow from his gut as Devon pulled out both his swords, his blood staining the metal, "Okay, that hurt...,"
"You're lucky that only hurt," Devon hissed, "Usually when I do that technique with both blades, I win the fight,"
The Marine Captain chuckled, "That so? Well, let's see what else ya got. Grenouille Sauter," he jumped all the way up to the ceiling and latched onto it, his eyes locked onto Devon, "Grenouille Potiron!" he pushed off the ceiling hard and soared downward towards the pirate, sword pointed right at him.
Devon managed to dodge the incoming blade, but as he did, he left himself open as Glenn closed in. The Marine's feet connected with Devon's chest again, but this time, Devon not only felt pain from the attack, but he heard at least two loud cracks as the feet made contact. The swordsman coughed out blood as he met with the floor again. It didn't end there, though, because of the impact from Glenn's move combined with the attack on the floor Devon had performed earlier, the floor gave way and the two enemies fell to the level below.
Glenn managed to save himself by jumping off a falling piece of rubble and landing on a new wall, while Devon fell to the floor and was soon buried under the pile of ceiling rubble. The Marine waited for the stone to quit falling before detachjng from the wall. He sighed at the sight of the pile of stone, completely burying his opponent.
"Didn't want that to happen," he removed his hat and placed it over his heart, "You were a good opponent, Demon King. I don't hold anything against you," he whispered, then placed the hat back on his head and jumped through the ceiling hole, "Back to work...,"
Glenn reverted to his normal form and as he walked back to the frontline, a strange kind of roar shook the building, making him stop in his tracks. He slowly turned around and his eyes widened, "What in the name of-?"
"Special Technique: Asgard...,"
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Malchior slugged another couple of Marines, sending them into a wall. He cracked his knuckles, "Man, this is just old stuff for me! When is something new gonna pop up?"
A loud explosion from behind made Malchior and nearby inmates turn around to see that a large hole now existed in one of the buildings of Slayheim. They watched as someone hit the dirt and rolled to a stop, covered in bruises, sword wounds, and some strange marks. Malchior nudged the body over and his eyes bugged out of his head, "It's Captain Glenn! But, who the hell kicked his ass?" he and the others looked up to see Devon standing in the wall, swords completely covered with crimson.
"Dude...,"
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Think you overdid it...
'Hey, you weren't doing anything and we both know what'll happen if you're killed!'
I know, I know...Devon sighed and looked around the room, Now, Kitetsu and Water Moon...where are you?
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"Pingu, get over here! I need those, right now!"
"Honk!"
Niri, once she met up with Herman and Shifter, and after looting another armory, she decided to make their leave a very memorable one. So now, she and her friends were stashing large piles of gunpowder and dynamite in key places of the prison, which they found thanks to the schematics she had looted.
Pingu waddled over with at least a dozen sticks of dynamite under his flippers. Niri pointed him in the right direction and the small penguin stashed the explosives against one of the support columns of the main building. This, combined with the other explosive caches around Slayheim, would bring Slayheim to it's ruin.
"Alright, that's all finished, you guys go on ahead to the harbor," Niri dusted her hands off, "I'm gonna go round up some stragglers, but I'll be there as soon as possible,"
"You gonna be okay, kid?" Shifter asked, following Herman and Pingu.
Niri nodded, "Sure! Just go!"
As they ran out of the building, Niri double-checked everything, from fuses to see if the gunpowder was dry. While she was finishing up, she heard the main door open up again.
"Guys, I said I'll be right there, just go already!"
"So, you're the little rat who caused all this...,"
Niri froze, her heart in her throat. She was about to turn around to face the owner of the deep voice, but before she could, a serious pain ripped through her as a group of very sharp claw needles tore through her chest, her uniform and lifted her clean off the ground.
A dark chuckle filled the room as the owner of the claws turned her around to face him. The large face of Vice-Admiral Roog stared down at her, each one of his hands covered with a claw bracer. Niri opened her mouth, but all that came out was pained gasps and squeaks.
"I gave you a chance girl, but it looks like that was a waste of time," Roog shook his head, "Now, I have to kill you and clean this mess up! Say hello to Davy Jones and your Captain for me,"
What happened next, neither of them could predict. A loud clanging sound filled the air and Niri hit the floor, the claws still inside her body. Roog brought up and stared at his now clawless bracer, "What the hell?!
"Oi oi oi...what do you think you're doing, treating my friend like that?"
Both Roog and Niri heard the familiar voice. Niri slowly turned her head as best she could to the source of the voice. Roog snapped his head and when he saw the source, his eyes widened.
"I-I-It's not possible!" Roog stammered, shaking his head, "I sent you to Hell!"
Niri watched as her supposedly dead captain walked forward, eyes hidden by his bangs and a large smile on his face.
"When there's no more room in Hell, the dead shall walk the earth," Axe lifted his head and looked right at Roog, "Miss me?"
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Kilnorc: Devon's won his fight, Niri's been hurt badly, the prison is ready to blow, and now Axe has finally come for a rematch! Sorry if Devon's fight was blah, I had some trouble, but I hope it was at least enjoyable in some way.
On the next chapter of Dead or Alive...
Roog: None of you will leave this place alive, I won't allow it!
Axe: That's what you think, asshole! Kirsty, get Niri outta here and get to the harbor!
Kirsty; Hang on, Niri!
Roog: You think you can save them? When word gets out about her, then you'll have an endless amount of enemies coming for her!
Axe: I don't care! I will always be there to protect my nakama, and I will kick your ass!
Monster: So...that's the trrruth, mrrow?
Showdown at Slayheim: Axe vs Roog
Shifter: He came to help all of us...I'm not gonna let it end like this!
(1) Another one of Devon's Nine Realms techniques. Using both his swords and his ki, Devon can create arcs of energy-laced strikes that can severely wound an enemy.
(2) Another Nine Realm move. Devon uses the handles of his swords and with his strength, Devon can create small quakes in buildings or the ground by smashing the handles of the blades into the earth.
