Please please please be safe out there people, WASH YOUR HANDS PROPERLY, be diligent and through these trying times I'm pleased to entertain you the best way I know how, so without further ado, let's get to the chapter.
Main Event: Luffy vs Crocodile w/Miss All Sunday
Match 6: Mihawk vs Mr. 1
Match 5: Brook vs Mr. 2
Match 4: Hancock vs Miss Doublefinger
Match 3: Lucci vs Mr. 3
Match 2: Brulee vs Miss Merry Christmas
Match 1: Arlong vs Mr. 5
Pre-show Match: Laboon(W) vs Mr. 4 & Miss Valentine & Miss Goldenweek
The Pre-show was already set, the fighters were ready to go anytime. Once the curtain called for a match for the pre-show, with Laboon emerging from an underground water way. Now the whale has returned to the ocean water and the match was finally set.
Now onwards to the first match.
Strawhat Grand Armada Fourth Division Commander Arlong 'the Saw' vs Baroque Works Agent Mr. 5
"You must be wondering how I could have tamed a massive beast such as that killer whale, well I must tell you that…" But Arlong was distracted by the fact that Mr. 5 continued to dig his nose, despite his obvious monologue. "Can you not do that for four seconds and let me finish?"
Mr. 5 did stop, pulled out his finger from his nose and revealed a booger that he had been picking for some time. Then he rolled it up with his finger and aimed it at Arlong. Then, as if things couldn't get weirder, Mr. 5 flicked his booger at Arlong, who responded by slapping it out of the air.
Though this was his mistake as the booger exploded on the back of his hands, and the impact was strong enough to knock his arm and caused him to take a step back.
"Heh, this is my devil fruit ability. I can make any part of my body explosive, without damage to myself." Proclaimed the agent. Typical bad guy, spewing his abilities and believing that he is invincible.
"Right. Well I hope you're ready for this then." Arlong formed his hands into an open palm, then he brought his other arm back. "Fishman karate...Hundred Tiles true punch!" Arlong extended his retreat fist forward seemingly punching the air. But the punch was so quick and so precise that a fist mark emerged from the stomach of Mr. 5.
"How!" He exclaimed as he doubled over. Arlong did not even make contact with him but his stomach was aching as if a fist connected with it.
"You have a really strong ability and you choose to flick your booger." Arlong ran forward, closing the gap. Mr. 5 brought up his right arm and activated his explosive abilities in his forearm to block whatever Arlong was going to do. The best offense is the best defense afterall.
"Fishman karate, surface crushing stamp!" An original move that would have been performed under water, Arlong has practiced the moves that he usually would perform underwater in the surface and created a variant for the surface version of the underwater fishman karate. The sole of his foot met the forearm of Mr. 5. An explosion emitted from his forearm but Arlong went through his devil fruit ability , unscathe.
"How could you survive my explosion?" Mr. 5 was defeated, flat on his back. Arlong stood over him with a smirk on his face. It took him three hits to defeat the Baroque agent. And he only had to use 'it' once.
"That's what's so funny with you humans. You think you're invincible hiding behind your abilities. I mean if you made better use of your power, you could've lasted more than 3 hits against me." Arlong crouched down and looked at the face of the man he defeated. "They call you Mr. 5, but what is your real name?"
"Gem...my name is Gem."
"Pleasure to meet you Gem, say since your whole organization is going to fall apart, and I kind of need to lead a division. Would you like to join me under the Fourth Division of the Strawhat Grand Armada?" Arlong extended his hands for Gem to take.
Mr. 5...no Gem's eyes widened after hearing the offer. The Baroque works would definitely not survive that day as he fought against what everyone agreed on to be the 'weakest' of the group. And even Arlong was a monster. He needed to seek new employment.
"If only I were stronger...Ahh, What the hell." And Gem took his hands officially joining the fourth division of the Grand Armada.
Match 1: Arlong(W)vs Mr. 5
Strawhat Grand Armada Fourth Division Member Brulee vs Baroque Works Agent Miss Merry Christmas
This match was going to be fantastic, but it would be a match that no one, other than the two participants. Will ever witness.
Miss Merry Christmas immediately dove underground, her stout appearance reminded Brulee of a very judgemental person. Luckily her friend Hancock prevented the aggressive approach of Miss Doublefinger, as she seems to be the stronger of the two.
That would have been an interesting fight, a little more challenging than fighting Miss Merry Christmas, but overall Brulee would have won, easily.
But alas it was a battle between Brulee and Miss Merry Christmas.
The sequence of events were as followed if you asked anybody else other than the two fighters.
Brulee and Miss Merry Christmas stood a few yards from each other.
Then Miss Merry Christmas dove underground. Brulee manifested a mirror from the palm of her hands, creating one big enough to fit a person in.
Then Miss Merry Christmas emerged underground, giving Brulee an uppercut that would shatter into a million tiny mirrors as Brulee created a mirror clone of herself.
If anyone blinked, they would have missed it, but Brulee used her mirror to swallow Miss Merry Christmas, then disappearing herself within the mirror.
The last event that literally could have happened in the same second, was Brulee emerging from the mirror world, with Miss Merry Christmas flat on her face, unable to stand, unable to even move a muscle.
"Curse you and your power." She said before finally passing out.
Brulee had an overwhelming victory and nobody, but those who participated that day, could have known what happened in the mirror world battle that day.
If you were to ask Miss Merry Christmas,what happened in the mirror? She would shiver and collapse crawling into a corner.
Match 2: Brulee(W) vs Miss Merry Christmas
Strawhat Grand Armada Third Commander Rob Lucci vs Baroque Works Agent Mr. 3
The match was going on longer than expected. Mr.3 created some wax clones, ensuring that a distance was created from the melee fighter.
"Fool! You won't be able to beat my wax army." Mr.3 exclaimed, manifesting a wax clone of himself. Though they lacked color, they were the perfect clone of himself.
"What's that?" Lucci went to drop-kick a wax clone, then switch targets to a different clone throwing a back elbow at the clone.
"I said you will not beat me so give up!" Exclaimed Mr. 3 but it was truly strange that Lucci was not even trying to get close to him. He seemed to be enjoying himself in just fighting.
Lucci did a tornado drop kick on a row of three wax clones. Then he threw a double back elbow on another set of clones. A smile covered his face as Lucci went through the clones like nobody's business. What impressed Mr. 3 more than anything was how his hat remained on his head even despite the erratic movements he was performing through the series of kicks and punches. In a matter of a few minutes, Mr. 3 started to lose his confidence for every wax clone he created, two more would perish at the hands of Rob Lucci.
In a manner of desperation, Mr. 3 unleashed his final move unleashing a wave of wax throughout his surroundings. The wax wave crashed about three yards from himself, where his wax clone remained unharmed, but Lucci was gone.
"Did I win?" He began to smile to himself, a small fit of laughter began on his lips.
"You know I really like you." In a matter of seconds, Lucci was by Mr.3's side. He jumped in shock but was caught with a knee to his stomach. Mr.3 doubled over from pain, his wax creations collapsed as there was no longer a person to command them.
He gasped for air as Lucci looked down at him. "You could've done something like Brulee's mirror clones but those are creepy and feel like I'm fighting my real crewmates. Your clones were fun as a testing dummy."
"Hey what do you mean testing dummy! I'll have you know my work is art!" Mr.3 shot up from the insult, but by getting up so fast he pulled a muscle on his stomach causing him to double over again in pain.
"You're a funny guy, your boss is as good as dead anyway. Want to come along?"
"Why me?" Mr. 3 asked.
"Eh you seem like a cool guy, that's all. Plus I need people in my division. Can't have Arlong beating me." Lucci pointed at Arlong who was having an animated, but friendly conversation with the former Mr.5, Gem.
"Mr. 5 joined your friend?" Mr.3 scratched his chin and ultimately decided to accept the offer as it was in his best interest. "Alright, I will join you."
"The name is Rob Lucci."
"Galdino. But in the event that your crew loses to Mr. 0...you don't know me." And to that Lucci burst out laughing. "What? Was it something I said."
To this Lucci laughed even harder. He now wiped a tear from his eyes at laughing so hard. He paused for a moment repeating what Galdino stated. "...in the event that my crew loses?" And laughed some more.
Match 3: Lucci(W) vs Mr.3
Strawhat Grand Armada Queen Boa Hancock vs Baroque Works Agent Miss Doublefinger
"Kid, you're pretty cocky for someone so young." Hancock made an observation, but she was pretty young herself, though not heavily reliant on her fruit ability.
"You're one to talk pretty face. Too bad I will have to kill you today." Miss Doublefinger morphed her fingers into spikes, and then emitted some more spikes around herself. Creating the perfect defense. But in the world of Hancock, there was no such thing. The spikes were not a problem for the newly self appointed queen. Her devil fruit ability along with her proficient used of her legs allowed her to turn the spikes into stones before it could even connect with her skin, and broke then off the source
Miss Doublefinger yelped in pain as it felt like a part of her fell off when her spikes were broken off.
"I would be severely disappointed if I lose to you today." Hancock stated simply, her hair covered her eyes slightly giving a dangerous look for her.
"Please...no more." Begged Miss Doublefinger as she crawled away from Hancock.
"Fine, but if you raise your hands against my crew again, I will break both of your arms!" To this warning, Hancock turned to join Katakuri in overlooking the escape of King Cobra. But she felt a spike go through her stomach, right down her core.
"Hancock!" Exclaimed Katakuri as he immediately switched courses to aid the captain's queen. Though he immediately stopped in his tracks, as Hancock lifted her head giving him a look as if to give him the sign to return to protecting King Cobra.
"Hahahaha! That's what you get for being so naive! This is not some fairytale princess...this is the real world!" Exclaimed Miss Doublefinger, as her arm was extended through the stomach of Hancock, she had a maniac look on her face as she drew blood on her opponent.
Katakuri understood what Hancock wanted and with a final nod, returned to watching over King Cobra and his party.
"I absolutely hate liars." Hancock said quietly, grasping the spike with both hands. Then slowly, the spike began to turn into stone from her stomach through the tip of the spike. Then Hancock ripped the stone spike out of her stomach and broke it in half.
"What the…?" Miss Doublefinger fell on the ground, catching herself with one hand, but she lost balance as where her other hand was supposed to catch her, there was nothing. And thus the agent fell on one side, a shock expression replaced her once confident look. "What the hell…" She looked at her hand, as if to make sure it was there. She brought it up to her face only to find blood dripping into her face, the bleeding was slowed down by the petrification of her arms. "Where the…" one hand was there, and the other was not.
"You get what you deserve bitch." Hancock flicked her hair, and despite the injury in her abdomen, she continued to stand over the fallen agent. Before Miss Doublefinger could let out a scream of agony, she passed out of shock.
She ripped the cloth from her dress to put pressure over her wound. This would at least stop the bleeding for the moment. They should really try and find a doctor.
Match 4: Hancock(W)vs Miss Doublefinger
Strawhat Grand Armada Fifth Division Commander 'Soul Prince' Brook vs Baroque Works Agent Mr. 2
"You are very interesting skeleton-san" Mr. 2 stated plainly.
"You as well Mister Okama." Replied Brook as he continued to emit cold air from himself. The chilling air could reach Mr.2's soul. It was pretty scary if he was being honest.
"Would you hit a woman?" Mr.2 passed his right hand over his face. His body immediately morphed into a figure of a woman whereas his voice also took on a voice of whoever he morphed his face to.
"Depends if you would show me your panties." Brook said seriously, he still had a look of wanting to slice down his opponent.
"Sure." Replied Mr. 2, removing his swan pants and revealing a pair of pink laced panties.
Brook took a moment to absorb the entire interaction before finally responding. "Fool, I am not affected by your deception." He extended his arms outward to show that he was not affected as if to shrug off the display of vulgarity. Though in reality Brook's nose was bleeding feverishly. Though he had no nose, just a hole. Yohoho skeleton joke.
By the exhibitionistic distraction, Mr.2 obtained the upper hand back kicking the head of the skeletal man to the back of his head.
Match 5: Brook vs Mr.2(W)
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Just kidding.
Brook grabbed his head, which had been twisted backwards and returned it to form.
"That is quiet a skill Okama-san" Brook drew his cane closed to his chest. He then retrieve his blade showing a glimmer of it that flashed in the sunlight.
"Oh?" Mr.2 passed his face again with his right hand, this time morphing into a child. In body and voice. "Skeleton-san will you hit a little boy?" But the little boy, which was really Mr.2, was kicked square in the jaw by Brook.
"You bet I will!" He screamed comically. The boy fell backwards from the force of the kick. He massaged the bruise on his face.
"Fine! How about a frail old lady." Just as Mr. 2 tried to get up once more, this time with the face and body of an older lady, Brook did the same thing, drop kicking him once more.
"Nope!"
"Then I know your weakness." Mr. 2 brought his hands to his face for the last time, finally understanding what he must do, morphing into the woman that he initially morphed into. "Beware! My panties!" Mr.2 shot up removing his swan skirt, revealing his pink laced panties once again. Mr.2 smirked in claiming victory as Brook did not move an inch. "Well if you must, put your sword down and..." But for the very last time, Mr. 2 met the blunt side of Brook's blade. A bitch slap with a sword from hell was performed by the Fifth Division Commander which caused Mr.2 to spiral. Then Brook followed with another swing of his blade over the head of the okama which ultimately defeated the third strongest agent of the Baroque works organization. The first being Mr.0 and second being Mr.1.
"You have bested me today Skeleton-san." Mr.2 laid flat on his back, unable to even fully use his fighting skills as he tried to win via underhanded tactics. Maybe there was a time and place for using his fruit, and when he should use his okama-kenpo.
"It is because..." Brook resheated his blade into his cane as he wasn't able to use it. His battle with Mr. 2 only took two drop kicks and a bitch sword slap from hell. It would have been more interesting if it were an actual fight but alas, there they were. "...you do not show a swordsman the same panties twice..."
Match 5: Brook(W) vs Mr.2
Strawhat Grand Armada Second Division Commander Dracule 'Hawkeye' Mihawk vs Baroque Works Agent Mr. 1
The youth of Mr.1 allowed him to move quickly, slashing and hacking at Mihawk at a rapid rate. And Dracule Mihawk, sharp as ever, parried all of his strikes with the utmost skill and precision. He would not even move from his current position, as he redirected the strike of the blade man with each swing of his blade.
"You bastard!" Mr. 1 yelled as he brought both arms over his head and threw it down over the head of Mihawk. But Mihawk simply shifted his blade horizontally, catching Mr.1 mid strike.
"I am to be the King's greatest swordsman, I can't lose to the likes of a poser like you." Mihawk pushed him back with a diagonal slashed cutting the bladed fruit user.
Mr. 1 caught himself mid air, turning to slow his momentum and finally landed on both feet.
"Sure you will." Replied the agent cockily. But this only caused Mihawk to smirk. Instead of continuing the banter, Mihawk decided that it would be best to answer the challenge of the fake swordsman.
Mihawk brought his black blade over his head, not wavering on looking at Mr.1 directly in his eyes. It was as if he was piercing his soul.
"Gah!" Mr.1 dashed forward, wiping up a whirlwind in his wake. His speed was nothing to ignore, for someone so young Mihawk was impressed by his muscle control and acceleration and yet…it was not enough.
Mihawk brought down his blade as Mr.1 entered his range, the timing was so precise that Mr.1 could not believe what just happened.
Mihawk returned his blade in his back and Mr.1 lay flat on the ground, a massive gash across his crest.
"I was in my blade form..." He coughed up blood as he spoke yet Mihawk ignored him, not deeming him to be good enough to warrant an answer. "If you don't kill me now, I will find you later...and I will kill you."
Just one sentence, that should be enough to deliver his overwhelming victory. Yeah he'll entertain the fallen agent with one sentence to break his spirit even further.
"You do not deserve death by my blade." With that Mihawk walked back to his crew who were all wrapping up with their battles.
The wind picked up as the desert storm was starting to kick in. Mihawk walked through the whirlwind, cooly walking away from his victory. If anyone asked him how his battle went, he would shrug at the notion of it being considered a battle as for him, it was easy.
Match 6: Mihawk(W)vs Mr.1
Pre main event
Katakuri had successfully escorted the King into the safety of a doomsday bunker.
He would hang around the bunker in case anyone would be able to pass through their defense, but more likely than not, his crewmates would win their battles.
The only hiccup in their battles was Hancock, who is too trusting for her own good.
The first to join him was Mihawk, who easily defeated his opponent.
"Wasn't even a swordsman." He commented as he joined Katakuri in awaiting the rest of the crew to finish up with their battles.
The next person to join them was Hancock, who held a cloth over her wound. Luckily Brulee joined them as well. Brulee immediately began to take care of her friend's wounds.
Then there was Arlong, laughing at something Gem stated.
"This is Gem, he'll be working under me." Stated Arlong who wiped a tear over his eyes.
Brook was next who brought Bentham with him.
"This is my new friend who has followed me despite my insistence to leave me alone."
"Skeleton-san I only wish to best you in battle, once I have done so, then I will leave you alone." Bentham was twirling as he spoke which made Hancock laugh. But with her laughter, her fresh wound began to hurt.
"Easy now, get some rest Hancock." Commented Brulee, who was the designated doctor for the meantime.
The last to arrive was Lucci who brought Galdino with him.
"This guy thinks that….thinks that..." Lucci began but couldn't help himself and laughed uncontrollably.
"Damn it! I only said if Mr.0 wins...he's definitely on a different level than us all." Galdino commented, embarrassed by how much Lucci was laughing at him.
"Captain Luffy will never lose, he's the man to be king." Katakuri responded with a matter of fact statement causing Galdino to tremble in fear.
"Sure sure..."
Thus the group looked over to the main building, where the fight between Crocodile and Luffy was currently taking place.
A body suddenly flew through the roof of the building, causing a trail of dust to follow said body.
"God dammit all to hell! Mr. 0 won, I told you so!" Screamed Galdino running around in a circle. Though nobody else panicked. He then stopped as he Bentham grabbed him by the shoulder to pull him out of the way. A shiny golden hook landed in front of them, inches from killing Galdino if he wasn't moved.
Galdino and Betham looked at each other, then finally looked at the hook once more.
"No way..." Galdino stated. Then as he feared, Lucci continued to laugh at him.
"Told you so." Lucci said as he stopped himself from his fit of laughter as his stomach was starting to feel painful from laughing so hard.
Strawhat Grand Armada Head Commander Monkey D. 'Mugiwara' Luffy vs Baroque Works Mr. 0 Crocodile
Why…
Crocodile attempted to get a hook through the guard of Mugiwara. But the strawhat captain caught his hook by the sole of his left sandals and used Crocodiles momentum to slam the hook on the ground. Before Crocodile could even recover, Luffy launched an enlarged fist right through the face of the warlord.
As per instinct, Crocodile shifted his body into his Logia form and Luffy's fist passed through him. The strawhat captain retrieved his extended punching hand and used his other hand to reach for the throat of the warlord.
And once again Crocodile was caught by a haki infused arm of the strawhat Captain. This time, the crocodile used his none hook hand to create a sand blade, slashing at the arm that held him by the throat. Luffy released his grip before the blade could drop down through his arm and followed up with a double jet stamp, thus creating some distance between them.
"Why do you insist on protecting these people?" Crocodile asked, his eyes were flaring up with anger. Years of infiltrating the kingdom of Alabasta, acting like the good guy.
"I only really wanted a moment with Nico Robin, but you got in my way." Luffy replied, shrugging his shoulder. The sand user could not find an opening, Robin decided that she could not trust this new person. But maybe she would listen.
"She's working with me! I took care of her and protected her from the World Government. You're with me right Miss All Sunday?" Crocodile asked looking at the raven haired beauty.
"I am with you Mr.0." Robin said weakly, the fabric of her morality was being tugged at in so many levels. For one she is very loyal, especially to the person who has stuck his neck out and protected her from the marines in the short time that she joined him, but in return she had been deciphering some complicated poneglyph text that Crocodile had stashed. Mostly first hand accounts of current events, nothing too significant. But this Mugiwara really piqued her interest.
The way he looked at her made her feel so vulnerable as if he was looking past her flesh and looking deep into her soul.
Though for now, she had an allegiance to Crocodile, and that was that, she was loyal to a fault.
"Good, now Mugiwara the lady has spoken? So if you could just go away so I can rule my country."
"Last time I checked the king was not dead."
"My Baroque Works numbers are out there, they should be dead by now."
"So? My Commanders are out there, your agents should be dead by now."
"Don't mock me, there is no way my agents lost. Miss All Sunday verify this."
"Uh...yes way." While the two powerhouse of the Grandline were arguing, Robin couldn't help but snicker. For one, she only really saw Mr.0 as a serious guy who always seemed to be in control, but in this instance, Mugiwara was making him more relatable. In an instance, Mr. 0 was becoming vulnerable. Mr.0, no Crocodile, was indeed human.
"Um Mr.0..." Robin had crossed her arms and created an extra limb outside the battlefield. She took a peek outside at the instruction of her boss. "I see that the numbers have lost…"
"What?!" Crocodile turned so fast at Robin that a whirlwind of sand emitted from his movement.
"Told you so." Luffy had now started to pick his nails as he was fully confident that this would happen.
He didn't know why he did it, he didn't know why, but in an act of desperation Crocodile disappeared into a storm of sand travelling to where Robin stood and took his golden hook and materialized right behind her, with the hook pointing threatening close to her neck.
"I'm sorry Miss All Sunday but I need a way out." Whispered Crocodile who has finally realized his defeat. Years of planning, years of servitude, and to lose to a strawhat wearing bastard. Go figures.
"Let her go Crocodile…" Luffy's voice was low as if to mitigate the anger he was building up from seeing one of his precious people in the grasp of the enemy. It was a warning, one that Robin did not fail to catch. Of course in this timeline she didn't know it yet, but Robin would soon learn that Luffy cares for her.
"You will let me leave Alabasta in peace Mugiwara. Then I will let Miss All Sunday go. You have my word." Crocodile had a smirk in his face, finally having control once again. Though what he failed to realize was, how much Robin did not want to be held captive.
Robin and Luffy looked into each other's eyes as if coming to an understanding and as if the two had known each other for years, a plan that they both agreed on through eye contact, was coming through fruition.
Robin threw her right leg back, catching Crocodile right in the golden region. Though lucky for the sand user, he made his lower extremities into sand on time before any pain could be inflicted. He cockily smiled at her for missing her chance to escape but the moment of distraction was enough time for Luffy to bound forward grab the hook of the sand user and tossed him against the wall with wuch intense force, that the wall began to collapse at impact.
"Thanks for the distraction." Luffy winked before dashing after Crocodile, and not letting him have a breath.
Luffy pulled his hands back stretching it for as long as possible before following through with a painful gum gum pistol. Crocodile spewed up blood, not even having enough time to change into his sand form.
As Luffy got within inches from Crocodile, he grabbed him by his shoulder, pulled him out of the wall, and tossed him upwards.
Crocodile floated in the air for only a second, before Luffy followed with his most devastating looking punch since his return back in time, a Gear 3 punch that sent Crocodile through the roof of the palace, with the foundation of the palace finally giving up on the impact.
Crocodile went higher and higher until gravity finally brought him back down to earth. He would have fallen on the ground, broken all his back and everything in his body, possibly die, but against his better judgement, Luffy caught him.
He caught him and placed him on the ground, his golden hook noticeably missing.
Robin just stared at him, confused at his decision.
The Baroque Works agents were no more at the fall of Sir Crocodile.
The former Mr.5, Mr.3 and Mr. 2, have all switched allegiance to the commanders of the grand armada.
Everyone else was flat on their face or flat on their back as they were all easily defeated.
Miss Merry Christmas could not move. Miss Golden Finger had an arm ripped off. Mr. 1 was bleeding feverishly and that was the end of that.
Meanwhile Mr.0 aka Sir Crocodile reflected on his failures, staring at the open ceiling of the palace he wanted so badly to conquer. Dejected at the defeat of Mugiwara
Luffy caught her staring, smiled and shrugged his shoulder. Then he extended his hands at the raven haired beauty. "Hi I'm Monkey D. Luffy." To which she returned his friendly gesture by shaking his hands.
"Nico Robin, pleasure to meet you...But why do you need to speak with me?" She replied pleasantly with a slight glow in her eyes. His touch was electric and very powerful...nothing a woman likes more than a poised man. To say she was intrigued would be an understatement.
From the tragedy of Ohara, to the isolation of life of a fugitive, to the welcoming assistance of Sir Crocodile and now finding herself at the company of a very powerful figure...life's starting to look up.
So that was the end of the battles, was it ever a question?
Dawn Island - Sabaody Archipelago - Fishman Island - Foolshout Island - Totto Land - Amazon Lily - East Blue - Alabasta
