Talking "Hi I am a Stegosaurus"

Thoughts 'I'm not really though'

Sound Effects 'Cabooooooom!'

Writing 'Hey its ya boi'

? "What am I?"

Chapter Eleven- Working Man

Transformers, more then meets the eye. Transformers ROBOTS IN DISGUISE! Oh! Hello, ummm let me look at my notes annnnnnnnnddddd... Last we saw of our hero was of him very bravely saving the young Princess ViVi from the very annoying Pirate Captain Snappy Simon. He got praise from the king and the people of Alubarna, he also found out who was under the cloak... Mr Crocodile.

After the quick celebration a sudden sober feeling rolled over the residents, with the pirates defeated and the princess back safe in the kings arms there was still mass amounts of dead pirates, royal guards, and sadly civilians and general destruction of the property and the main square.

This left every one rather sad and depressed. The king ended up helping the civilians clean up the square to the displeasure of the Royal Advisors.

The King help console crying families who had someone die during the attack or had their lively hood destroyed in the market square. You could tell King Cobra loved his people and his country, and that he was deeply effected by this attack.

To the displeasure of Vivi, she was one of the first treated and was then taken back to castle with a man who had huge blonde curls. Like father like daughter, Vivi was really upset she could help her people as she had a deep love for her country, and she coundn't do anything from a palace window.

Oliver help Potsun create a makeshift medical tent in the square and helped people to it as Potsun continued to treat them. Since he did see some people die not even an hour ago, he wasn't too fased when he saw people with deep cut or missing limps.

He simply rushed them to Potsun who was looking quite overwhelmed. "You need help in here Potsun?" Oliver asked once it looked like Potsun was starting to tire. "Do you have any medical knowlege boy?" Potsun asked staring at Oliver in a deadpan. "Ummmmm... no" Oliver mumbled out. "Well then no, I can't have any amuters in here messing things up. go help somemore people out there Mr hero" Postsun said as he started putting a stitching up a man with a massive slash across his chest.

"Yeah Ok Potsun" Oliver said as he spun on his heel and headed out of the tent looking for more injured people.

Oliver ended up walking around the square looking for more injured who needed medical attention, he walked past smashed fruit, busted copper bowels and pottery... just general destruction.

An area in the square was set up for the dead, civilian and guards alike lined up in rows... about fifty all together. Many people were standing over there crying. Little children weeping because one or both of there parents were killed.

It gave Oliver a gut wrenching feeling seeing the little ones cry and his head began to feel heavy with thoughts... 'how long till I see my family again'. Looking over at the crying families... 'do my family think I'm dead' Oliver thought darkly to himself, His eyes welled up with unshed tears just thinking about it.

"CAN I GET SOME HELP OVER HERE?!" A man yelled from a distance. Oliver looked up and ran over to help, eager to distract himself from the depressing thoughts clouding his mind.

As he ran past broken stands and general destruction he ended up seeing a few people trying to lift a massive piece of concrete that that had once been one of the buildings surrounding the square. Oliver got closer he saw that it was a liitle girl who had gotten their legs trapped under it.

It didn't help that the piece of concrete had a pile of debris onto of it making it physically impossible for the people to lift it off the poor girl. The concrete digging into her legs causing them to bleed, the girl seemed to have past out from the pain before Oliver got there. Small mercys I guess.

Oliver ran over to the girl stuck under the debris. The young girl looked to be in her early teens, she had honey blonde hair and her tanned complexion was steadily becoming paler and paler as she lost more blood.

A woman nearby was weeping, she saw Oliver approach and looked at him with hope ,"my baby! My little girl is dying! Please help her! Like you helped the princess Mister Oliver" she yelled out hope in her eyes.

"I will try my best ok" Oliver said trying to reassure her. Looking at the problem he was now faced with, there was no way the people around him could lift the massive piece of concrete on there own.

'We can't climb on top to get the excess debris off or there is a chance the concrete would shift and crush the poor girl'. To make any significant different to the rescue, Oliver would to do something non of the people helping could do.

'I have to transform like I did when the lizard attacked me, if I could remove some of the debris from the top of that concrete slap i could make it light enough to lift' Oliver nodded in determination. He was ready to try.

He took a deep breath prepared him self for what he would have to do 'I can do this' he thought to himself. Ever so slowly Oliver closed his eyes and pictured himself transforming... forcing it and willing it to happen, it had to happen or this girl would die.

"Come on, come on" Oliver muttered to himself. An itching sensation suddenly began along his arms. looking down he saw he once again had bat wings, focusing more he pictured himself being more bat like.

He felt his skin itch as his body began to be covered in brown fur then asudden squeezing feeling came from his feet, looking down at them. They had become big brown claws perfect for what he needed to do.

Some of the people around him had noticed his transformation, they weren't at all.

Well...Maybe a little shocked, but they knew that with the help of a devil fruit user the task of saving this girl would be more successful.

Now transformed he slowly began to flap his wings, trying to gain lift and fly. He managed to get in the air before his new instincts took over and he flew to the top of the debris pile. It seemed flying came more easily now he wasnt being chased by a massive lizard.

Using his new claws he managed to grab chunk after chunk of debris of the top of the concrete slab. Lightening the load as fast as he could using his new found abilities. He managed to grab a rather large piece of concrete up using both claws.

Once he thought he had taken enough off the top, he grabbed the side of the concrete slab that was crush the girl and began to lift as hard as he could "QUICK HELP ME!" Oliver yelled through gritted teeth, sweat rolled down his face as his whole body strained to lift the concrete.

The slab became lighter and lighter as more people helped push the slab of the little girl. The concrete got pushed high enough for one of the me to pull her to safety, once she was safe he yelled out "CLEAR!".

The slab was dropped back down and the girl was quick rushed away to Potsuns medical tent. Oliver not used to being in his bat form was relived when the girl was saved and turned back to his normal form, he landed in front of where the girl was saved and gave a sigh of relief. 'I think I pulled open my back scar from all the flying, Potsun is going to kill me' Oliver thought irritably.

"Thank you Oliver!" Oliver jumped at the sudden yelling in front of him, he looked up and saw it was the mother of girl "Thank you for saving my daughter! I will be for ever grateful" the mother then Hugged Oliver tightly around his waist.

Oliver's eyes widened in pain as the women squeezed him tight, opening up his back scar more. Soaking his back in blood. "Owwww... stop hugging me I'm gon...na pass out" Oliver wheezed out. "Oh dear" the women said as she stopped hugging him and backed up.

Oliver swayed a bit before falling face first, revealing his bleeding back to everyone. "I'm gonna go nap now" Oliver said delusional from blood loss. "Quick we n..ed t..k .." 'night night'.