First fight between Ridley and Orso: Ridley wins! Now as things heat up in the Marine Base Arc say hello as Sage and Marx duke it out for all glory! Honor! And…breasts? Okay, not really the action packed fight many people want to see…but what did you expect? Marx is a PERVERT!
"…Its just that he seemed so nice," cried Sage openly in front of Marx. "He was so kind to me when we first met, he treated me so well." Marx's hardened look had disappeared and was replaced with a kind soft look. "That's right you huge pervert…drop your guard so I can blow your head off," thought Sage.
"Its okay," said Marx, "its all okay. The big bad wolf is gone now. But its going to take a long time to convince other people…I may be able to persuade them…if you sweetened the deal."
Sage's tears dried up in an instant. Her face was a mixture of horror and disgust. "PERVERT!" Sage shouted in the loudest possible voice. She slammed her fist straight into his gut. He backed up a couple of feet.
"Resisting arrest, huh?" said Marx. "Fine! I'll just start with a STRIP SEARCH!" Marx lunged at Sage. Sage rammed her fist into his face.
"PERVERT!" Sage shouted.
Marx chuckled. "You think what I have done to you before has been perverted? You haven't seen nothing yet! Time for signature move! SUPER PERVERTED FIST!" Marx threw both of his fists at Sage. Sage flinched and covered her face with her arms.
Several seconds passed. Sage's hands remained at her face waiting for Marx's fist. A few more seconds passed and still nothing. Her breasts felt a little funny…they didn't hurt, they just felt funny. She slowly brought her arms down. She opened her eyes and looked down to see what made her breasts funny. She saw it…or more specifically him. Marx's hands were wrapped around her breasts. "PERVERT!" screamed Sage in an even louder voice then last time. She slammed her fist into Marx's face. "POP GOES THE…" before Sage even finished her sentence Marx disappeared into a blur.
Marx was behind her in an instant. "Too slow and too weak! Just my type." Marx grabbed onto Sage's breasts for an instant before jumping backwards to avoid her blow. "I have been hit and chased by so many women! I have been conditioned to near perfect body status! My legs have been perfectly trained to near superhuman speed measures! I am one of the fastest people in the East Blue!"
"You are also the biggest pervert!" said Sage getting ready to blow up Marx's head again. Marx blurred out of sight again. He grasped Sage's breasts for a third time. He avoided another blow.
"You think I am the biggest pervert?" asked Marx. "I am nothing more then a mere pawn in the great world of perverts! The king is known by only one name…the lord of LUST! Women cower in his name! Women run and hide when they see him! And he still catches them all! His strategies and low-life actions make even my most well-thought out strategies seems like mere child's play…he is truly the ultimate pervert. He is something for all perverts to live up to!"
"Why did I get stuck with the freak?" though Sage.
"Up until now you have lost against just me and my wit," said Marx. "I have touched your breasts, groped you, and watched you sleep! Beware now I use my ultimate weapon…" Marx dashed towards Sage and held a gun to her face, "SLEEP!" Marx pulled the gun on the trigger. A large puff of blue powder covered Sage's face. Sage's eyelids shut in an instant. Sage fell limp to the ground asleep.
Marx's expression changed to a terrifying one. Marx bent down over Sage's body. He grabbed onto Sage's breasts. "My little sleeping beauty…so cute…so innocent…SO HELPLESS!" Sage's fist flew up slamming Marx's nose back into his face. Marx reeled back.
Sage stumbled back up to her feet. "Let me guess one hundred percent environmentally friendly made from herbs…I'm used to dealing with herbs everyday in my garden," said Sage. "I built up an immunity to almost every kind of herb out there. So bring on both you and your perverted powers!"
Marx froze he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small two-way mushi caller. He held up a finger for silence. "Yeah, Marx here…you caught the captain! Nice! So, that's how he fights! Hold him, I'll deal with him later." Marx put his caller back into his pocket. "Hear that we caught your boyfriend…tell you what since I am a nice guy I'll let you room with him and then I'll end both of your lives as quickly and as painlessly as possible."
"You…caught Mikoto…" said Sage. She stumbled towards Marx. Marx smiled. His little trick worked. They hadn't caught Mikoto, yet. He knew Kin would be able to do it. He once saw Kin go crazy on twenty Marines just for mentioning Jugo in his presence. He'd defeated all twenty of them so quickly…it scared him. One pirate would be nothing to him. Sage collapsed. "You caught Mikoto?"
"That's right," said Marx. "Kin disabled every weapon that guy had. Guns, swords, armor, your poor captain had nothing, not even his martial arts could save him…after all Kin is a demon and Mikoto is just a plain human."
A plain human…Mikoto wasn't a plain human. Marx had tried to trick her! And she fell for it! Sage stood up. She glared at Marx. "Ready to get your butt handed to you by a cute, innocent, helpless girl?"
"Hah! Make one wrong move and Mikoto gets tortured then killed! I can torture him, you know?" said Marx bluffing.
"You are not getting that chance!" shouted Sage. She held her hand out. Marx may be too fast for her head exploding trick to work on him, but its funny how rapid changes in air pressure can affect someone.
Marx started to run again but he quickly lost his balance and stumbled. His head was pounding. What is this girl's game anyways? Her punches really were nothing. She wasn't fast…she wasn't that quick witted…she has no weapons…what is this girl fighting with? Nothing. Then why did she choose to fight? She could've fooled him. "Why are you fighting me?" asked Marx. "You've got no weapons, no skills, you've got nothing!"
Sage smiled. "I ate the Osu-Osu no mi. I can control pressure. Did you know that rapid increase in pressure can result in some seriously deadly result…loss of balance, exploding heads, or amnesia. Watch!" She waved her hands manipulating the pressure in Marx's head.
Marx stumbled again. The last few minutes blurred together. He had to know how she was fighting and why. "Why are you fighting me?" asked Marx. "You've got no weapons, no skills, you've got nothing!"
Sage smiled. She loved this trick. "I ate the Osu-Osu no mi. I can control pressure. Major changes in pressure can result in some seriously deadly result…serious leg pain, stomach pains, or amnesia. Watch!" Again she waved her hands at Marx.
Marx dodged to the side fearing the worse. He didn't know what she just did, but she had to have some trick up her sleeve or else why would she fight him. "Why are you fighting me?" asked Marx. "You've got no weapons, no skills, you've got nothing!"
Sage sighed. It was funny, but if she kept doing it would be boring…maybe just one more time. "I ate the Osu-Osu no mi. I can control pressure. These changes in pressure have been shown to have some very serious results…serious leg pain, stomach pains, or amnesia. Watch!" Again she waved her hands at Marx.
Marx dodged to the side fearing the worse. He didn't know what she just did, but she had to have some trick up her sleeve or else why would she fight him. "Why are you fighting me?" asked Marx. "You've got no weapons, no skills, you've got nothing!"
That was the last time. "I ate the Osu-Osu no mi. I can control pressure, with this I can create changes in the air pressure and this can have some serious results …serious leg pain, stomach pains, or amnesia. Watch!" Sage swiped her hand through Marx's midsection.
Marx felt a lot of pain surging into his stomach. She wasn't kidding about the stomach pains. "FINE!" shouted Marx. He ignored the pain. "Maximum Perverseness!" Marx dove at Sage. His fists swinging rapidly. His left hand gripped Sage's neck. His right hand grasped Sage's breasts. "Infamous Uppercut!" He brought his right fist straight through the middle of Sage's breasts and into her chin sending her flying into the air.
Sage landed into a table. The table was crushed from her fall. Marx smiled. He didn't kill her just knocked her out. She might reconsider his offer when she sees how outmatched she is. His smile vanished when she stood back up from the table. He mouth had blood leaking from it. He was astonished at her. "How are you still standing?"
"That sleeping powder you sprayed on me," said Sage, "my entire body has been asleep and numb for quite some time now. I barely even felt that last punch." Sage wiped some of the blood from her chin.
Marx smiled. "You are a sleeper. I thought you'd be the weakest person on the team, but to be able to survive a dynamic punch to the jaw…its impressive." Marx charged at her again. He swung his fist through the air. Sage ducked beneath his fist. She waved her hands again. Another immense bolt of pain shot up through Marx's leg.
Sage stood up. She pointed her finger at Marx's head. "Pop goes the weasel!" she squealed with joy. Marx dodged at the last second and slammed into the table due to his lack of balance. He stood back up slightly weakened. He glanced over at Sage. Sage was holding the microphone stand in her hands. "Told you you'd never get the chance to hurt Mikoto." She swung the microphone stand straight into Marx's head. She continuously slammed the stand into Marx's head.
"I guess I lost," said Marx, "Then again…in a fight between my fists and a stunning beauty with a good body…there was only one outcome…breasts beat fists any day."
Sage wandered back over to him and stood above him. She picked the microphone stand back up. "SHUT UP, YOU PERVERT!" She slammed the bottom of the stand into Marx's head. She bent down to Marx's face. "By the way…Mikoto is not my boyfriend!" She slammed the microphone stand into the side of his one last time. She got up and walked out.
(-In a prisoner's holding cell-)
Hiro-Shu fumbled with the key. He put it into the latch and twisted. The door came loose. The little bear was a good guy after all. He closed the door behind him and locked it. He crushed the key in his iron covered hand to dust. "You can keep the cage, Kabe." Kabe was in the corner of the cell badly beaten.
Hiro-Shu rushed over to the desk and pulled out the map Mikoto was looking at earlier. He looked at it and stuffed it into his pocket. He was going to be executed soon, being kind to the person responsible for it wasn't high on his list of 'Things-to-do'. With that he ran off to where the map said the shipping dock should be.
(-on the training grounds-)
"Duck," shouted Gumm as his sword cleaved through the air. Zesiro ducked underneath the blade. "Dodge to your left," shouted Gumm next as he brought his sword down. Zesiro jumped out of the way to his left. "Left. Left. Dodge. Jump. Right." Zesiro did every action that Gumm said in the same order he said.
"Stop announcing my movements!" shouted Zesiro. Zesiro wished that were true, but it wasn't. Gumm wasn't saying his movements, he was predicting them. Every movement he said, he said it seconds before Zesiro moved. He knew where and when he would be committing the movements.
"As soon as you do something that surprises me," said Gumm. He brought his sword towards Gumm in another flurry of attacks.
"How's about this?" shouted Zesiro as he unsheathed one of his swords. The word 'Block' left Gumm's lips seconds before the two swords collided. Gumm's belt-like sword kept going. The end whipped around Zesiro's blade and dug into his far shoulder. Zesiro pushed the sword away.
"Can't you do better?" said Gumm, "I should've fought the other two…Ridley and Sage…actually they are probably weaker then you are." Gumm brought his sword back around and started spinning around above his head.
Zesiro grabbed his two swords. "Barracuda Surf n' Slash!" Zesiro charged at Gumm. His two swords cutting up the ground at his feet.
"Back," said Gumm. Gumm brought the sword down in flash. Zesiro jumped back avoiding the blade. Gum shoved the blade forward. The blade coiled up and the mid-tip section of the blade slammed itself into Zesiro's chest leaving a deep gnash.
"Do you honestly believe that I, a 34 year-old man, is at the same power level as these 21 year olds running the marine base?" asked Gumm. He moved another foot forward. "We may all be captains, but I am a captain by choice. Kin, Valerie, Marx are all captains because they never got the offer to become a Fleet Commander. I did and I declined it."
"I have a lot more free range as a Captain and there is someone who I need to find…and I need a lot of free range to find him. As a Fleet Commander someone will always be breathing down my neck!" continued Gumm, "Asking me 'where are you', 'can you come back', or they will be yelling orders at me! 'Get your butt back here', 'Don't leave the base', 'Save my ass!' I refuse to accept such kindergarten grade orders! As a captain, I am almost invisible…no one asks for my help… I am free!"
"I'd actually feel sorry for you," said Zesiro, "if I liked you that is! Devilfish Finisher!" Zesiro crossed his blades over one another forming an X. He charged at Gumm again.
"Child's play," said Gumm. He flipped his sword. He missed! His sword went to the left of Zesiro. Far to the left at that! Then it happened. The sword whipped back around and slammed Zesiro in the back cutting another deep wound in Zesiro's back. Zesiro flew towards Gumm without any kind of balance. Gumm smiled as he rammed the hilt of the blade into Zesiro's forehead forcing him back. Zesiro fell to the ground on his back.
"Crap," said Zesiro standing up. "I was hoping to be one of those kinds of warriors…kind of pirate. The ones with a completely unscarred back. After all 'wounds on the back are a swordsman's shame.'"
Yes, yes I did have to use that quote. It is my favorite quote from all of One Piece. Also I've been asked one question several times so far (At least three times). "Are you pairing up Mikoto and Sage?" No…I may pair them up later on, but right now it is just comedic. Sage's only option is be with Mikoto or be with Marx. (Ask any of our female readers who they would rather be with). The choice is obvious. Also if you have questions about this fic, don't be afraid to ask.