((Thanks to RIOSHO, Cocoasit, Dthehalfdragon and L-R-D for your reviews! THANKS TO YOU EVERYONE WHO HAS REVIEWED, I have reached the 300 review marks, and that's all down to you, so thank you so much. Allright, and on that we start the first fight, Hermy vs Chuck. Yay, so, on you read!)
"This is a very... unusual setting." Hermy commented, looking around at the various materials, from rope to hard metal. "It's almost like a warehouse."
"Well, that's because it favours me better." said Chuck, smiling. "Although, I won't need to use it."
Hermy raised an eyebrow. "So what, you are fighting then? Good, I've been itching for a good punch-up."
"A punch-up?" repeated Chuck. "This is not a punch-up boy; this is a fight to the death." At that, Chuck ran forward and kicked Hermy straight in the chest, throwing him straight into a pile of wooden crates, which smashed under the weight of Hermy. "You are a lot heavier than normal boys."
Hermy picked himself up from the crates, and clenched his fist. "That's because I am not a normal boy. I'm a cyborg!"
Chuck's eyes widened. "A cyborg? How very much interesting. But it also means you are definitely going to fail this fight." Chuck ran forward again and threw a punch, which Hermy blocked with his arm, hopping backwards at the same time. "AND you have one arm? Tut tut tut, you're not doing very well for yourself boy."
"Fuck off." Hermy said, blocking multiple punches from Chuck, trying to find an opening. Chuck kicked at Hermy's leg's causing Hermy to jump and Chuck used this to catch Hermy by the leg and swing him. Hermy was thrown backwards and slammed into a metal slab, creating a good sized dents. "Ow. That actually hurt!"
"That hurt? You haven't seen anything yet, boy." Chuck said, running at Hermy and slamming his foot into the side of his head, creating a bigger dent. "Did that one hurt? What about this?" Bringing his hand back, Chuck threw it forward, actually creating a hole in the metal with Hermy's head. He threw his head back and laughed. "Guess I got the weak one. Oh well, I'll have fun smashing you to a pulp."
"Bring it, sucker." Hermy said, stepping up and smashing a pipe straight across Chuck's skull, driving him back. "What? That was enough force to topple a full grown adult!"
"What sort of adult's have you been in contact with?" Chuck said, smashing a fist on the top of Hermy's head, driving him downwards. He followed up with a knee to the face, knocking Hermy to the ground. "You know, as you're going to die anyway, I'll show you a very special treat."
Hermy groaned slightly as Chuck placed a hand on the pole, and the metal spread up his arm and shoulder, before covering his whole body. "What the..." Hermy muttered, before a metal hand grasped his face, and squeezed. He yelled in pain as the constructs of metal around his face pressed down onto the muscle underneath, the steel of his body actually starting to crumple under the pressure. Blood seeped from a crack under his eye, and another crack appeared under his lip.
Using his peripheral vision, Hermy saw a sword laying on the floor next to a lot of other weapons. He picked it up and sliced at Chuck. It just went through Chuck's shirt, but broke against the iron skin. Chuck let go of Hermy's face and let him stand up. "A sword can't beat my fruit, boy."
"A devil fruit. I guessed." Hermy said, wiping blood of his face for the first time since he was transformed.
"Not ANY devil fruit, the Koru Koru No Mi. I can absorb any solid substance I touch." Chuck demonstrated this by touching another wooden crate, which turned him completely wood. "From wood to..." this time, Chuck placed a hand on Hermy's face, getting covered in steel. "To steel and-" He was cut off as Hermy head butted him in the face, causing blood to spurt from Chuck's nose. "You bastard! How dare you... how could you!"
"Simple. You were steel, and I am steel. They are two equal strengths and it would be just like a normal fist fight. You wanna make it fair and stay steel, or just use dirty tactics?"
In reply, Chuck smashed a fist into Hermy's cheek, actually ripping the metal of his jaw and cheek, from the cracks under his eye and lips. In stung like a bitch, and this Hermy yelled in pain as the raw muscle was exposed to the air. With one swift punch to the face, the muscle split open and caused blood to splash against the wooden floor. "ARGH!" He screamed as Chuck scraped metal fingernails across the muscle.
"AHAHAHA! You see, you're like a Mushi. Metal exterior but flesh and muscle inside." Chuck said, slamming the iron pole into Hermy's chest causing him to gasp for air. "Any just like a Mushi, you shell can be crushed." He drove the iron pole onto Hermy's stomach this time and it actually went through the metal and into his stomach. Blood spurted from Hermy's mouth an his eyes half rolled to the back of his head. "A Cyborg? Don't make me laugh. The only cyborg in the seas worth anything is the infamous Franky, but even HE has weaknesses. Cyborg's are weaklings wanting upgrades-" he grunted as he was kicked in hard in the knee, breaking the bone in two.
"I DIDN'T CHOOSE TO BE THIS WAY!" Hermy screamed pulling the iron pole from his stomach with a grunt and smashing against Chuck's other knee, again breaking it. "You think I wanted to be a cyborg? Sure, it has its good points, but it is also bad! I can't live a normal life; I can't grow from this body. I will forever remain a god damn 12-year old on the outside! My brother will grow up and die an old man, but I will still be a child!" Hermy picked up the metal pole and slammed it against Chuck's arm; the pain filled Chuck's arm, for the third time breaking a bone. It was Chuck's turn to scream as his legs and one arm had been broken in a few seconds.
"You WANT a fight to the death, huh?" Hermy asked, fuming and ignoring the blood running down his cheek. He slammed the pole against Chuck's jaw, breaking it completely. "You WANT to kill me? Well guess what you son of a bitch; you're not going to get that chance!" In pure rage, Hermy stomped on Chuck's chest repeatedly, breaking his ribs. Chuck started to gasp for air as one of the ribs punctured his lungs and another scraped against the membrane.
"Pl-ple...ase..." Chuck managed to make out, holding his chest with his unbroken arm. "D-do..n't do i-it..."
"Bit too late for that." Hermy said, standing sideways and holding his palm out towards Chuck's neck. "As I said, being a cyborg has its good points. And one of those good points is the fact I can pretty much equip myself with anything I please."
"N-no...!" Chuck stuttered, coughing up blood, which filled his lungs and when down his useless jaw .
Hermy's hand lit up and five beams of red shot from his fingertips and met in the middle of his palm. In a sudden movement, it burst forth, straight through Chuck's entire neck and essentially beheading him.
Falling to his knees, Hermy let his arm hand limply on his side. His face hurt like no other, and he felt a terrible pulsing in his head. 'Shit... that was the first time I've done that. Not to self, learn to sustain these beams'. With that, Hermy fell face down onto the floor, letting his blood flow against the floor.
(Ooh aah, that was slightly emotional and bloody. Yes, i completed a chapter worth of a fight. Next time on One Piece New Nakama:
Edens: Don't play games with me!
Ian: You think I'm finished?
Eden: What the hell... is that a devil fruit?
Chapter 56 - Impossible Fruit
Ian: So, you have no chance!
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