Chapter 11

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Ace closed the encyclopaedia he had gotten Rory to fetch from the girls room. He looked at the straw-h...- PURPLE haired girl sitting cross legged on the deck in front of him. Rory and Silver were leaning against the ships rail while Beth and Charlene (to her disgust) were being put through their paces elsewhere on the deck.

"Ok Purple," Ace said, resigning to his fate as he sat down across from her, "what elements have you managed to stuff up so far?" Marty frowned slightly.

"Fire in the kitchen, and again in the storeroom," she said slowly, "water in the showers, as well as just before," Ace scowled, "and… I think wind." The girl concluded thoughtfully.

"Well that's three out of four," he conceded, he studied the girl for a few seconds before extending his palm, allowing fire to run across it.

"Let's start with fire."

"Is that really a good idea?" Rory asked, "Maybe she should learn water fir-"

"Seeing as fires the only element I have control over, it's where we are going to start," said Ace in a tone that allowed no argument, he willed the fire to come together in a ball on his palm. "Unlike Logia fruit users I'm pretty sure you can be hurt by the elements you have control over, which just means if you lose control you kill yourself as well everyone around you."

"That seems fair," Marty said cheerfully, Ace nodded.

"It's the only consolation I have at the moment," Ace bounced the fire ball on his palm for a second looking at it critically, then shrunk it down to the size of a marble, "ok I'm going to toss this to you, slowly, and you're going to attempt to halt it, and sustain its size."

"Sustain its size," Marty repeated staring at the mini fire ball.

"It means not making it bigger-"

"I know what it means," Ace raised an eyebrow.

"I would also suggest not trying to touch it," He said dryly, dipping his hand in preparation to throw it. Marty raised her hands and stared determinedly at the fire. Ace grinned, and flicked the ball at her. It sailed slowly through the air towards Marty.

"Any time now," Ace said as it drew ever closer to the girl.

Stop, stop, stop, stop, c'mon stop, Marty thought desperately.

"Yaosu yaosu halt," Marty muttered without even thinking. The fireball stopped a few centimetres from her hands. It hung there motionless for a few seconds, and then began quivering.

"Keep it steady," Ace warned.

"Trying." Marty muttered as the fire began to swell.

"Obviously not hard enough," Ace said glancing sideway at Rory who had snuck off and returned with a bucket of water.

"Rrrr, stay little," Marty growled, the fire ball ceased growing for a few seconds then began swelling faster than before. Ace raised an eyebrow, it was five or six times its original size.

"Ah Rory, water might be useful no- WHOA," before Ace could get the whole request out the fire ball quivered, then blew up throwing Marty several meters backwards. She sat up and immediately began patting her clothes, trying to put out the little fires that had started here and there. In his rush to throw water over her, Rory accidentally let go of the bucket, which sailed through the air to smack her in the forehead, splashing water everywhere as it went.

"Ow! Rory!" Marty protested pressing her hands to her forehead, while Ace burst out laughing.

"I'm so sorry!" Rory apologised, Marty kicked the bucket so it rolled to his feet, at least it doused her clothes.

"Hahaha, nice heheheHAHA, nice shot Rory, Hahahaa!" Ace gasped. Marty rubbed her forehead as she got to her feet. Muttering dark things she sat back down in front of Ace.

"Stow it Cowboy." Ace just sniggered.

"Ready to go again," He asked creating another fire sphere in his hand. Marty nodded raising her hands and stared at the new fire. Rory scooped up the bucket and ran to get more water.

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"Try and orient attacks from your centre," Vista suggested, smile never fading as he parred and blocked every move Charlene threw at him. Oh how she would like to smack that impudent smile from his face, and it wasn't from lack of trying. She couldn't land one blow on the cretin.

Out of frustration, she deterred from her usual flawless style and jabbed her sword towards the man. To her great surprise she managed to slide it under his guard.

Yes, she thought triumphantly. Then, Marty blew something up for what must have been the eighth time that morning, distracting Charlene causing her to lose her advantage. Her sword was ripped from her hand to clatter onto the deck.

"DAMN IT MARTY!" Charlene screeched, stamping her feet. She swung around to glare at the girl, Ace was holding his stomach, gasping for air as he laughed. Marty had been thrown back several meters, she sat up slowly, swaying slightly with a dazed look on her face. She had a singed look about her with soot all over her face and holes peppering her clothes. She rubbed her eyes, turning her gaze in Charlene's direction

"..Sorry Cake, my bad," She called.

"Don't call me that!" Charlene fumed, "My father is the Mayor of Billions Cove, and I won't be called such a ridiculous name!"

Beth looked up from her training as Marty glanced over her shoulder and met her gaze. Marty grinned and mouthed "31" before turning away. Beth snorted with laughter, forgetting for a second what she was doing. She was promptly flung over Marco's shoulder. She landed on her back with a loud thud, the impact knocking the air from her lungs. Beth groaned, her bruises probably had bruises by now. Marco had been teaching her close combat. Teaching being an abstract term, all she had learnt so far was getting slammed into the deck repeatedly hurt.

"Remind me why I'm being instructed in the art of punch bags?" Beth asked calmly pushing herself, once again, to her feet. Marco smiled calmly.

"You already know how to shoot."

"Cake knows how to fence and Marty is skilled at causing explosions," Beth pointed out, she didn't want to whine, but getting pounded time and again was wearing on her nerves. Marco leaned against the railing, watching her with a strange look on his face.

"Marty is learning to avoid explosions, well…" He glanced over at as a ninth explosion sounded. Ace was on all fours laughing so hard he was actually crying, "I hope that's what Ace is trying to teach her, and Charlene isn't as good as she thinks she is." He turned back to Beth, "You on the other hand could rival our best snipers, teaching you anything else would be a waste of bullets."

Beth blinked at the unexpected praise, and then narrowed her eyes.

"Then why am I being trained at all?" Marco grinned at her cheerfully pushing himself off the railing, Beth raised her hands wearily preparing to get pounded into- I mean, defend herself.

"Discipline."

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"I fail to see how this is productive," Silver Jack said calmly from his place on the rail as Rory doused Marty in water. It was a mystery how she kept catching on fire; there couldn't be a dry spot anywhere on her clothes by now.

"Well we could send her onto an enemy ship and let her destroy it from the inside out," Suggested a random crew mate as he joined the small crowd that had gathered to watch the new girl repeatedly blow herself up.

"You were supposed to be teaching her discipline," Rory muttered, dumping another bucket of water over the girl for good measure.

"She'll learn to control it eventually," Ace said chuckling, Marty pushed a lock of soaked hair out of her face to glare at the relaxed man.

"You're a bogus teacher."

"Aye," Ace agreed offhandedly, grinning when the girl stuck out her tongue, "Careful or I'll burn that off."

"Let's not," Silver said stepping in when Marty opened her mouth, "Commander, I suggest trying a new teaching tactic." Ace sighed regretfully and got to his feet.

"Fine, fine, back to basics then," Ace tipped his hat back slightly to scratch his head thoughtfully, "You can stop the fire, even if you can't control it, so you should be able to deflect it." Marty frowned warily.

"You want me to deflect the fire marble."

"Well no," Ace corrected, raising his hand he allowed fire to run across it, "I want you to deflect multiple fire marbles." Marty jumped to her feet surprised as the crowd backed off wearily.

"Ready?" Ace said calmly, the flames in his hand fluctuating and running up his arm. Marty raised her hands quickly, resigned to her fate.

"Oi, oi, Come on Commander don't be rash," Silver said warily backing away as Rory sprinted to find water, "You could burn her." Ace snorted.

"Anything I do will be less than the explosions she's been causing."

Just deflect it, Marty fixed her gaze onto Aces palm.

Let's start easy, Ace thought grinning, and flicked three flames spheres towards her.

"Ah! Yaosu yaosu,"Marty threw up her hands, "Deflect." Two of the spheres halted and flew off in different directions. Marty threw herself out of the third ones path, the surrounding pirates scrambled to do the same.

"Watch out!"

"Move your arse!"

"Sloppy," Ace said cheerfully as Rory ran around trying to put the fires out. He threw more fire at the girl who had yet to climb to her feet. With no time to deflect them, Marty rolled out of the way. The deck where she had been a few seconds ago erupted in flames. Her head snapped up too watch Ace's hand pointed straight at her.

"Yaosu yao- ah," Marty dove out of the Way, "Wah! Crap!"

"Ace take a break in between setting things alight," panted Rory running past with a bucket of water in each hand. Marty lurched to her feet, side stepping the next onslaught and throwing up her hands.

"Yaosu yaosu deflect," Marty swept her hands towards the railing sending the majority of the fire overboard.

"You were right Silver, this works much better," Ace said glancing at the man who had joined Rory's plight in attempting to nullify the fires. Silver spared the pair a glance before returning to what he was doing. It was obvious Ace wasn't really trying to hurt the girl, he was just toying with her.

"Ah, Yaosu yaosu, deflect! Deflect!" Marty was controlling the fires path with more precision each time. She was getting into the rhythm of it, using her arms to direct the fires path.

Ace smiled, bout ruddy time. He doubled his fires intensity, hurling bigger balls of fire at a faster pace. The other crew members had decided the show wasn't worth it and were sprinting for shelter.

"Ah-! Deflect! Deflect! Crap!" Marty hurled herself out of the way a little too late. She hit the deck and rolled to put out the fire to her clothes, her hat coming off in the process. Marty pushed herself up glancing around to see the edge of her straw hat had caught fire.

"Dammit! No!" Marty lunged for the hat beating the corners with her bare hands, burning them slightly, "No you don't! Extinguish," Marty growled so forcefully that the fire for a meter radius around her went out. Ace paused and lowered his arm; Marty hadn't taken her eyes off her hat of which the corner was now burnt.

"Improvement already," Ace said calmly, raising his palm to continue the onslaught. Marty flinched at his words; she slammed her hat on her head jumping to her feet.

"You GIT!" Ace blinked. What the hell? She had been barbequed repeatedly for the past hour or so without a single complaint. Ace mentally shrugged it off, and flicked more fire Marty's way.

Marty stood her ground.

"Yaosu yaosu," Marty slammed her hands forward, "shot!" The fire froze, then flared up and exploded back towards Ace. Surprised he was thrown backward by the blast, Ace slammed into someone knocking them overboard. He nearly followed, but managed to grab the railing at the last second to pull himself back on board. Ace glanced around at Vista who was looking at him astonished, and then whirled around to grasp the railing.

"Man overboard! Get a – wait," Ace pulled up short, recognising the person as they broke the waters surface, "Never mind," Ace pushed his hat more firmly on his head, then turned back to the Purple menace who had nearly sent him seaward for the second time in one day.

"Well it's an improvement," Ace said cheerfully cracking his knuckles as he walked towards her. Marty was still glaring at him, not mollified in the least.

"You burnt my hat," She seethed, Ace raised an eyebrow confused.

"I've been burning holes in your clothes since we started, what's the difference?"

"IS SOMEBODY GOING TO THROW ME A LADDER OR NOT," Charlene screeched, Vista went to peer over the side of the boat, and then flung himself out of the way as a wall of fire shot past.

"Blimey," Vista said in amazement watching Ace throw fire at the girl which she deflected with increasing ease. Ace was laughing, obviously not trying very hard, while crew mates scampered out of the line of fire.

"Christ almighty," Marco yanked Beth behind the mast seconds before a ball of fire exploded where they had just been standing. Marco went to step out from behind the mast, but paused when Rory sprinted past with an annoyed look on his face.

"I don't have enough buckets for all this!"

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CLIFF HANGER, MWAHAHAHAHA! Will someone stop Ace and Marty before they burn down the ship? Will someone pull Cake from the water before she's swept away by the tide? Will Rory find a bigger bucket? :D only one way to find out!

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