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Ridley's Unsettled Score: The Man Behind the Mohawk

"Don't you guys want to know what you are up against!" shouted Alfred, "you are going up against a man who refused an offer to become a Shichibukai!"

"Cool," said Mikoto, "we are basically going up against a Shichibukai!"

"Its not a good thing that a five member crew is going to go against one!" shouted Alfred.

"Eh," said Zesiro sounding unimpressed, "A Shichibukai is just a pirate with government authorization and I've fought pirates before."

"Exactly there are millions of pirates out there and the government hates every single one of them," said Alfred, "for the government to approve one of them this means that they are extremely tough and bring enough revenue in defeated pirates to make it sensible."

"Hey, I'm extremely tough and no one has offered me a Shichibukai position," said Mikoto whining.

"That's because there is only seven Shichibukai at a time," said Hiro-Shu, "if there were any more it would be leading to an anarchy." Sage came in and put a plate of rolls onto the table.

"Oh," said Mikoto. He started absent mindedly chewing on one of the rolls.

"Shichibukai, pirate, marine you never know how strong one is till you fight him!" said Ridley.

"Please," said Alfred, "do you know how rare it is for a non-Devil Fruit user to be added to the list of Shichibukai! You are lucky if there is three in every seven! If you take out Fishmen, modified humans, Longarms, and the new Shandian Shichibukai. That's only one normal human in every seven! If that! But Karasu is a normal human no modifications! No secret powers! He became a Shichibukai through intensive training and weaponry! Rumor is he has a weapon that could destroy Pluton!"

"What's Pluton?" asked Mikoto. "And what's a Shandian?"

"Ultimate weapon believed to be a ship," said Hiro-Shu, "and a near extinct race from Skypiea."

"I want to go to Skypiea so bad now!" shouted Mikoto.

"Cool it, the World Government is still working on a way to get there, right now the only way there is the highly unreliable Knock Up Stream," said Sage, "and with that there is a 50% chance a normal ship would get crushed and a 95% chance this ship would."

"I'm assuming that's out of 100," said Mikoto. "Fine we get a new ship and then we go to Skypiea!"

"We got to beat Karasu first!" shouted Ridley.

"Why are you so determined to beat this guy, Ridley?" asked Zesiro.

Ridley shook his head. "I've got my reasons and I got the right to remain silence!" Ridley stood up and pushed his chair in. "I'm going to go to my room now. Get me when we get there."

"Wow, Ridley actually pushed his chair in," said Sage, "I guess he finally got some manners."

"Ridley, huh," said Alfred, "do you happen to know that fella's surname?"

"If anyone would have the slightest idea it would be Mikoto?" said Zesiro.

"Beats the heck out of me," said Mikoto.

"You recruited him and you don't even know his last name!" shouted Alfred, Zesiro, and Hiro-Shu all at Mikoto.

"Yeesh, what's so wrong about that, I barely know your guy's," said Mikoto.

"Its Blackwell," said Sage.

"I thought yours was Bardroy?" asked Mikoto.

"Not my! Ridley's! His name is Blackwell Ridley!" said Sage.

"Blackwell…" the imaginary gears and cogs started spinning in the majority of the crew members heads.

"He can't be…" said Zesiro looked at the door Ridley left out of.

"He never mentioned anything about his family, its possible," said Sage her view following Zesiro's.

"I thought so," said Alfred, "he certainly seems to be better off since Karasu dropped him off on the island."

"Karasu's Ridley's dad!" shouted Mikoto just now putting the pieces together.

"That's right," said Alfred.

"I wonder why he wants to go back…does he want to live with his dad again?" said Sage, "is Ridley going to leave us?" Sage couldn't tell if that sounded like a good idea or a bad idea. She had gotten used to his music playing late at night and it was hard for to get to sleep without, but he was still such an obnoxious slob!

"NO!" said Mikoto, "Ridley isn't going to leave us." He said it with such a matter-of-fact and determined voice that made it sound like Ridley didn't even have the choice.

"I think Mikoto's right," said Alfred. "Ridley always had a strained relation with his father. And that's assuming that Ridley even considered him his father."

"What? What could Ridley's father ever have done to him to make him even think that?" said Zesiro.

"What didn't Ridley's father do…" said Alfred, "I'll guess I'll start with when Ridley was 5, it's the most vibrant thing in my head right now…"

(-12 Years ago in the Grand Line-)

"Mwa hah ha ha ha!" shouted a large man. He was shirtless which made his obscenely large muscles even more obvious. It was apparent that he believed that strength was everything. He wore business suit like pants and sunglasses. He slammed his muscular fist into the armrest of his throne, shattering it. Next to him stood two people. One was a five year-old kid with a clean crew cut. He was wearing a business suit as well. The other person was a woman she was wearing an extremely revealing dress. The top was cut down to much revealing her insanely large breasts and the bottom of the dress was cut so low that even the slightest action would show under it. She was looking away from the spectacle in front of them eyes shut.

In front of the three was a lone man. He was torn and bleeding. His entire body had several deep cuts, spinning around his body and digging themselves deep into every nook and cranny of his body. He was barely dressed just a modest loincloth. He had bullet wounds riddled driving themselves through his body. He looked weak and old, depleted of hunger. Several of his teeth were missing. He looked up at Karasu.

"Please…just end it now…I promised you…you promised me…" He said, each word bringing more pain and suffering to his ragged body.

"Yeah, yeah, I know you allow me to kill you for my own personal enjoyment and I give your family food," said Karasu. He pulled out his gun and took another shot. No bullets came out by the old man fell to the ground coughing up blood.

Ridley (the little boy) looked up at Karasu. "I think he's had enough…I say you should just let him go, you had your fun." The ragged man's face broke out into a half smile.

Karasu spun around his large fist slapping the young boy and knocking him to the ground. "The fun ain't over until I say its over!" He looked physically pissed. He loomed over his own son his gun still in his hand. He twisted around and faced the ragged man he spat onto the ground. "Great and now I am too ticked off to kill you!"

The man's half smile remained on his face. But that was only fleeting because soon Karasu's wicked smile returned. He picked Ridley up by the head he smiled as Ridley yelped. He dropped the gun into his hands. He pushed Ridley towards the old man.

Ridley turned around and looked at Karasu confused. He was lost. Karasu smiled and nodded his head. He made a gun out of his fingers and pointed it at the man. He made a soft bang noise. Ridley brought the gun up slowly and pointed it at the man. He brought the gun back down.

Karasu shook his head. He slapped Ridley hard again. Ridley was knocked onto the ground once again. Ridley scrambled to his feet. He brought the gun up. He aimed at the man. He stood there shivering. Finally he felt his finger wrap around the trigger and pull. The bullet embedded itself deep within the man's skull killing him using only a fraction of instant.

"That's me boy!" shouted Karasu half laughing at the dead man lying before him. He look Ridley in the face at first it was look of sheer and utter pride. But then his face contorted itself into one of anger. He slapped Ridley again knocking him to the ground. Tears were rolling down Ridley's face. "That not my boy!" He picked the gun up from around Ridley. He pointed it straight at Ridley's face. "People who cry are weak! You cannot make it in this world if you even shed one tear!" Karasu spun around and pointed the gun at the woman behind. "I blame you!"

(-Modern times-)

The crew stayed silent for a few more minutes. They were clueless on what to say or even how to react. Mikoto was the first one to speak.

"So, he didn't always have the Mohawk?"

"THAT'S WHAT YOU WANT TO KNOW!" shouted Sage and Zesiro. Hiro-Shu remained quiet for a little bit longer still thinking.

"No, I've worked with Ridley until he abandoned," said Alfred, "and this is the first time I ever saw him with a Mohawk."

"He lied to me!" shouted Mikoto, "he told me he always had a Mohawk!" Mikoto got up and marched away and out of the kitchen towards Ridley room.

"That idiot…he just wanted a reason to go see Ridley," said Sage, "he probably feels just as bad as we all do, he just won't admit it."

"I never thought of Ridley as one to have a horrible terrible past," said Zesiro, "I just thought he was some kind of jerk."

"Shows you to never judge a book by its cover," said Hiro-Shu.

"Well, don't take this the wrong way, but he wasn't exactly a model citizen either," said Alfred. "He took after his dad all right, he was just as cruel and unforgiving as he was to people beneath especially from 10 years of age and on."

"So Ridley is just some kind of jerk?" asked Zesiro.

"Basically," said Alfred, "it's a natural human instinct if you are surrounded by a certain kind of person for a long enough time you start to act like them yourselves."

"Crap, what's going to happen to me, then?" thought Sage, "I've been surrounded by perverts, idiots, and maniacs since my first day on this crew…am I seriously going to become like them?" Tears started rolling down her face as she realized what kind of predicament she got herself into.

Meanwhile Zesiro was having similar thoughts, "I've been surrounded by freaks nearly 24/7! Mikoto, Gumm, Ridley! Crap. Crap! CRAP!" Zesiro hung his head down.

"Well, if Ridley started acting like Karasu why did he get left on the island?" asked Hiro-Shu.

"That's actually a pretty good point," said Zesiro, happy to take his mind off of things. Sage's head was still hung low.

"You've heard opposite attract opposite, right?" asked Alfred, "well, by that logic like repels like. It happened a few weeks before Ridley's birthday…"

(-5 years ago-)

Ridley was a few years older he was still in a business suit and had a crew cut. He sat in a chair smaller then Karasu's. He looked on the at the people in front of him many of them being tortured by some form of machinery or another human. He looked more bored then he did anything else.

Karasu was sitting next to him. He wore his own business shirt and pants. Unlike Ridley however he was grinning from ear to ear, enjoying the pain of the people in front of him. His hand was on a gun next to him. In an instant he brought the gun up and shot a man down. The other humans seemed unfazed by it.

"The ones who do not bore me get to live," said Karasu, "those who bore me are instantly shot down! They are torturing themselves to live! And in the end they are torturing themselves to amuse me! That's the kind of power I command."

"They all bore me," said Ridley. He picked up his nearby guitar and started playing.

Karasu tossed Ridley the gun. "Kill them then."

Ridley pushed the gun away and onto the floor. "That's boring and tedious. Why should I kill them?"

"To install fear!" shouted Karasu jumping to a stand, "fear makes people respect you! Without fear how can you command an army and rule! Without fear you are some sniveling dog! A wolf hunts! A dog is a wolf! But the dog isn't feared so he chases his own tail! Yet, a wolf is feared by all animals…no one crosses the almighty wolf! It is because he is feared that he can hunt."

"Or because he is stupid," said Ridley calmly, "a dog gets to chase its own tail and have no cares in the world, a wolf hunts to live. If you ask me the dog with no cares beats the wolf who lives off of fear." Ridley continued to play the childish song.

Karasu huffed and sat back down. He picked up another gun and shot another man down. He huffed again and shot one by one all of the men down including his servants. Soon it was only him and Ridley. Karasu huffed again and sat down his face contorted into a frown.

"Get out of my sight," said Karasu in barely audible whisper. Ridley continued to play his song. "Get out of my sight!" Karasu turned to Ridley. "GET OUT OF MY SIGHT!" Karasu's heavy hand slugged Ridley's gut sending him scrambling across the floor. "Weakling! Poor pathetic pup! Get out of my sight! And never come back!"

Ridley stuck his tongue out at Karasu as a last act of defense. Karasu ran towards him ramming his fist into Ridley's gut again. He called a man in from another room.

"Yes sir," the man was aging he was old and nearly shriveled.

"Alfred, get rid of this piece of trash," said Karasu. Alfred walked over to the corpses lying in the middle of the room and started to move them, but then Karasu shouted, "Not them this piece of crap here!" He kicked his own son.

Alfred bowed, took Ridley away, and shipped Ridley off to a small island.

-Present Time-

"Okay, well, this is all kind of heavy for me," said Sage, not wishing to hear anymore. "I'll go join in on Mikoto's and Ridley's bonding moment."

Zesiro and Hiro-Shu nodded as she left.

Sage stopped outside the door as she heard a loud crash from inside the room. She slowly opened the door. Ridley bust out of there in a full run. "Help, Sage! Mikoto's trying to kill me!"

Mikoto was out in the next half a second chasing him down. "Come back here you liar! You didn't always have that Mohawk! Don't you dare lie to me!"

"MIKOTO!" shouted Sage she joined in the chase after Mikoto, "you no good lying pup! I thought you were going to bond with Ridley! He suffered a horrible childhood! GET BACK HERE!"

Mikoto looked back and saw Sage. "Ridley! Zesiro! Hiro-Shu! SOMEONE HELP ME! Sage is trying to kill me!"

The Island of Blackwell: First Glances and First Attacks

One of these days Mikoto is going to learn to think things through and not upset Sage…maybe. Oh, well, I hope everybody enjoyed this chapter and Ridley's heavy and angst-like back story. Oh, also, special credit to Mavrik Zero who not only knew where I mentioned Blackwell before, but was also the only one who said anything about it. He gets 100 CSpacian Points. (CSpacian points are not redeemably anywhere on planet Earth or the moon. Feel free to redeem wherever possible.)