Chapter 2: From a Galaxy Far, Far Away…

Arms for Days!

"HUH?!"

Nnoitra Gilga had just woken up on a sandy shore. He didn't know this place. He didn't know how long it'd been since he fought that Kenpachi. He didn't know how all his injuries had vanished.

But…he was gonna tear apart the first human he saw.

"Hello there!"

From behind him, there was a "THUNK, THUNK" of heavy metal feet clawing their way towards the ex-Espada.

And a menacing figure stood at near-equal height to Nnoitra. A fashionable dark green cape barely concealed an almost-totally robotic body. Bleached white metal gave a bit of a skeletal motif. His spindly fingers clicked as the metal groaned in his joints. His skull-like mask brought emphasis to yellow slit eyes. Someone who looked real close would also see the horribly mangled skin around those eyes.

"The hell you suppose to be?"

"I am…the future," the figure proclaimed in a deep, mechanical voice as he removed his cape.

"Piss off!" Nnoitra shot a Bala.

"ZHOOM!"

A blade of blue light easily deflected the shot.

"Oh…this'll be fun," Nnoitra snarled.

"ZHOOM!" A green lightsaber ignited in his enemy's other hand.

"Hehehahaha, your Zanpakuto will make a fine addition to my collection," General Grievous taunted.

"I'll finish you quick!" Nnoitra got up close…and punched the General.

"AAHH! MOTHERFUCKER! WHAT'RE YOU MADE OF?!" Nnoitra brought his poor hand back.

"Hehehehe, urgh-HACK!" Grievous coughed as he made a NASTY cut in Nnoitra's arm with the blue lightsaber.

"AUGH! THAT'S IT!"

Cue the Santa Teresa transformation.

Nnoitra sneered, and brought his four arms and scythes back.

"HeheheHAHAHAHA!"

And then, Grievous's arms split.

"ZHOOM! ZHOOM!"

"ARE YOU SHITTING ME?!"

"Hehehehe," Grievous chuckled as he prepared his counter.

"Whoom, whoom, WHOOMWHOOMWHOOMWHOOM!" And the top two lightsabers spun like helicopter blades as he rushed forward!

There were so many arms and blades moving so fast, not even the author could keep up!

"CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! CLANG!"

To Nnoitra's horror, the lightsabers were chipping his scythes away!

"RAH!" Grievous pushed all four scythes apart, and then brought all his lightsabers down across Nnoitra's chest.

"URGH!"

"You must realize, you are DOOMED!" Grievous promised.

"FUCK OFF!" Nnoitra shot his two hidden arms at the cyborg.

"Uh-uh-uh!" Grievous taunted as he leapt up, grabbed the two offending arms with his clawed feet, and used the momentum to SLAM Nnoitra down!

"Screw you!" Nnoitra began spamming out new scythes.

"How intriguing," Grievous then began to spin his entire midsection, repeatedly cutting off Nnoitra's arms.

In the blink of an eye, there were over 100 severed arms holding broken scythes littering the beach.

On top of that…Nnoitra was looking like Swiss Cheese!

"Ugh…fuck you…" the ex-Espada blacked out.

"HeheheheheHAHAHAHAHAHA! URGH-HACK!"

Training!

"Alrighty," OceanLord declared. It was the first day he had assembled his cast.

Kisame and Halibel were standing before him, Tiburon and Samehada drawn.

"For this story…you two are going to be teaming up A LOT on single opponents," OceanLord revealed. "So to help in your training, I called in a favor from a friend. He's a master of 'forcing' two swordsmen to team up." The author chuckled at his own pun. "Fights with two blades after all. For this match, you will focus solely on your technical skills with the blade, while coordinating with your partner doing the same. No flooding the room!"

"Oh…we training with Oden?" Kisame asked excitedly.

"Oh no," OceanLord chuckled. "I'm bringing in the ORIGINAL 'two-sword style' Master!"

"DUN-DUUN! DU-DUN-DUUNN!"

"Where's that music coming from?"

"DUN-DUN! DU-DU-DUNN!"

"Consider this trail by fire," OceanLord smirked, opening the door.

And a man walked in. A red-skinned man, with black tribal tattoos, approached. A crown of horns encircled a bald head. Red and yellow eyes seemed to stare into their souls.

"What fun! Hmhmhmhmhm, what FUN!" Maul chortled, also relishing his legs again!

Halibel turned to OceanLord. "Sir…this is my first time working with Kisame…and you're going to test our synergy…WITH THAT?! Isn't this excessive?"

"ZHOOM! ZHOOM!" And the red double-lightsaber ignited!

"Nope!" OceanLord grinned, popcorn in hand. "Have fun!"

"I have a bad feeling about this," Kisame admitted.

"GET THAT CHOIR GOING, BROOK!" OceanLord commanded.

"YES SIR!" the skeleton commenced in earnest. "KOR-AH…"

OceanLord took a seat by Jinbe, offering the popcorn. "This is where the fun begins!"

For Kisame and Halibel…it was a LONG day!

A.N. I just COULDN'T resist! I've had an Omake with Sidious...so it was time for my other favorites of childhood! Would Nnoitra go down that easy to Grievous...probably not. Was it utterly cathartic? OH YES!

Til Next Time...Have Fun! Stay Safe!