Emergency Intervention! Kira Steps in…Along with the Navy!
Bertha skidded to a halt a few inches in front of Sage. She felt the beast breathe her warm moist breathe down her shirt. Sage gulped. What was it now? She looked in front of her. One thing was standing in the way of Sage and Bertha and that was a single delicate silver needle, but knowing Roger he'd mistake it for an innocent bystander.
"What's the matter, Bertha?" said Roger from a top of Bertha, "saw something tasty?" The animal squealed and backed up a few feet. It looked petrified of the needle in front of it. Sage looked at the needle. She glanced around the room and saw no one else around…was this needle here when we got here?
Roger hopped off of Bertha and walked over to the needle and picked it up off of the ground. He sniffed it carefully. He looked it over and upon noticing nothing out of the ordinary he licked it. Yeah, not the healthiest thing to do in the world.
Roger spat right on the spot getting some spit on Sage. Sage quickly wiped it off of her blouse. She glared at Roger, if she only had the use of both of her feet. Roger wiped his lips. He had a look of disgust on his face. He then proceeded to speak in a very low voice, "it is poisoned." Sage smiled and waited for Roger to drop dead on the spot for licking it, Hah, serves him and his stupidity right!
A few seconds past and nothing happened. Roger returned his attention to Sage. Sage spoke up, "Why aren't you dropping down? You just licked poison!"
"Everyone I know must handle the poisonous treatment," said Roger, "we get ejected filled up with powerful antibodies everyday. There is no telling what lows pirates will sink to."
Sage distracted her gaze from Roger and said, "I have a pretty good idea." Her past events with pirates had not really been good ones. What with Ridley, Mikoto, and Oz being the only pirates she knew before becoming one. Two of them were idiots and the third one attacked a female! Zesiro and Hiro-Shu weren't bad at all, though neither one of them decided to become a pirate and both of them were framed for an action and forced into piracy. Maybe being a pirate wasn't a good choice for her…
"Silence, mortal!" said Roger in a commanding voice, "I, the lord of lords, the king of kings, the manliest man to ever walk the earth, Sylvester Steele commands you to!"
"Another name change, Roger, really?" said Sage, "Can't you just find a name you want and stick with it?"
"Fine, you may call Goku!" shouted Roger.
"NOT HAPPENING! I AM STICKING WITH ROGER!" shouted Sage.
"It is very rude to call people names, missy, how would you feel if I started calling you Sage?" said Roger, "you probably wouldn't be happy it, would you Sage? Huh, Sage? Sage? Sage? Sage? Sage? Sage?"
"Shut up!" shouted Sage. She looked up at Roger. He was close and standing still…perfect a few seconds away from having his head blown wide open! She readied her stance, but due to Roger's inexplicable sense of bad timing he jumped onto Bertha and rode away.
Roger stood a few feet away from Sage. "Bertha, we must finish this fight even if it costs us our lives! UP! UP! AND AWAY!" Bertha jumped into the air with Roger on her back. "Finishing technique! ONE! TON! FULL! BODY! PRESS!" Bertha started her fast and deadly dive towards the ground.
Sage closed her eyes fast and started muttering her sins, repenting for the things she had done. A huge suddenly blew knocking her off balance and leading to her toppling over onto her side. Her eyes remained shut waiting for the crash or Roger screaming out in failure. Neither one came. Maybe Roger got stuck? Was that even possible? She opened one eye and glanced around. Roger and Bertha were both lodged in the ground quite a few feet away…hah! They missed! Serves him right…wait. Wasn't she closer to the cart before? Yeah, she definitely was…she was also a lot further away from her stuff, but it was around her? What was going on? She grabbed her head and wrenched back trying to find the answer to this question, she found it.
Behind her stood a pretty tall woman about 6 feet…she looked kind of underdeveloped in the chest area, but her muscles showed differently and the scars covering her body told Sage this girl wasn't the kind you'd want to mock. She wore black a turtleneck muscle shirt, black skinny jeans, and combat boots. Her long black hair stretched to her hips. She waved some stray strands of her from her deep red eyes and smirked. She reached into her pocket and pulled out a nice sized hunting knife.
She spoke very clearly, but in a kind of a gruff tone, "back away from the girl."
Roger finally snapped to. He looked at the woman and stepped back real quick His once goofy and unserious nature vanished into thin air upon laying eyes on Kira. "I have no intentions of fighting you, Kira. I have nothing against you nor your mother…but the girl behind you is my prey."
"Back off," said the woman, apparently named Kira. Despite the fact that she only said two words many more words seemed to flow into people's heads. Words like 'or else', 'before I beat the snot out of you', or one of any thousands of possible combinations of bad language.
Roger dusted himself off, he stared Kira straight into the eyes. "Before we dance, I would like to ask you a question." Kira nodded. "Have you ever heard of somebody named Jugo? He has been on the run a lot from us, the Marines, lately, and we would like to take care of him personally…maybe you or your grandmother have heard from him lately."
Kira shook her head 'no'. She flipped her hunting knife into a battle stance and gave Roger the ever popular 'come on' hand gesture.
Roger scoffed. "Like I said I have no intention of fighting you. But I know some people who would like to…after all your mother has caused some shame to befall us over the years. Relentless butt-kicking, escaping us every single time, and even sadly taking people from barely fortified prisons." He pulled a small Den-Den Mushi from his pocket and spoke into it. "Found someone."
Kira braced herself, her muscles tensed. She heard footsteps plodding through the hallways just to get into this one room. Soon they were faced with thousands of marines. Kira grabbed onto her hunting knife and bit her lip. "We are surrounded."
"Wait, you are a pirate, too? Why did you call the marines?" shouted Sage.
A very masculine man with a triple butt chin interrupted and pushed Roger down to the ground. Despite his appearance he was wearing a bustier and a short skirt barely mid-thigh. "I am Stephanie of Marine Base East 1. And the idiot you were fighting is a ranking Marine official. He went undercover to further investigate Karasu a known criminal and problem maker. Up 'til now he has had free reign doing what he wanted and just gaining a high rank in Karasu's personal army. He was to assassinate him soon. But with the interference with both the Infinity Pirates and now Kira, I see, we have decided that assassination will no longer be an option and we'd have to resort to more drastic actions. Complete death of the island and every living person on it." She reached into her bra and pulled out a long staff. "En Garde!" She put herself into the usual stance for fencers.
Kira waved her knife in the air at her opponent. She looked around her, she was outnumbered. When it comes to one on one fighting she was above your average fighter, but with all these other Marines gathering around…it was questionable whether or not she would get out alive. The girl behind her basically had her fate sealed.
Roger jumped into the fray before the rest of the Marines even moved. "Grounded Pulverizing Kick!" Roger flew down and drove his foot into the hole mere inches away from Sage. Sage's scream was extremely audible for probably a twenty mile radius. "You handle Kira, I, Hernando Thiraban the Third, shall finish off the insane psycho maniac." Sage gulped. If she could stand, she would run.
Roger smiled standing over Sage. Kira's grip on her blade tightened, she was trying to calculate the best way out of here. Two years of being by herself as a pirate and she was still getting into these types of situations. She was a doctor anyways, should she really even being getting involved in these types of situations? She knew backing away and hiding wasn't an option. She decided to save this girl anyways. What kind of man picks on a girl with a broken leg? What kind of human turns her back on a human about to die?
Kira spun around and tossed her knife at Roger. The knife dug into his shoulder blade and he wrenched in pain. He stumbled for a few steps, grabbed it and tossed it to the ground. He turned around and saw Kira standing there no weapon in her hand and Stephanie had started charging at her. Kira was caught completely off guard as Stephanie's staff smashed into the back of her skull.
Kira was knocked onto the ground. Stephanie stood over her and she rammed her staff into Kira's hand. Kira bit her lip, drawing blood, instead of letting out a scream. Stephanie glared over her body and said "Did Roger ask you about Jugo, yet? I am dying to know about him." A sudden shot of pain blasted through Stephanie's body a lesser Marine would've been knocked onto the floor unconscious. "So…that's the famous…technique," each word fell out of her mouth like a bag of bricks.
"So, you recognize it?" asked Kira.
"Of course, only idiot wouldn't be aware of it!" shouted Stephanie. "NOW! Answer my question about Jugo! I need to know where my true love is!"
Kira's stomach churned. She knew Jugo, they had met on the sea several times, but telling the marines about him wasn't going to happen. But thanks to Stephanie she now had the image of Jugo and her turning around in a hot steamy mess. It could've made her barf. "I am not going to tell you."
Kira reached into her bag and pulled out a long silver chain. She started swirling around in the air preparing for a strike. Kira's chain lashed out. Stephanie brought up her staff to block. The chain wrapped around and caught the staff. Originally Stephanie would've been confident enough in her strength to pull the pirate to the ground, but Kira's early attack left her weak in the knees and she released her staff and nearly fell down from the momentum.
Kira smiled. This one had already took a small blast of damage from her early attack. She was weak enough for a final blow. Kira reached into her pocket and pulled out a second hunting knife. She wasn't going to kill her. Just make sure that the lesson she should've learned today was embedded within her forever. More specifically embedded within her shoulder. She leaned upwards the blade shimmering in the light of the room. Then a sudden sharp pain came assailing through her skull. Roger had launched another kick at her this time hitting her dead center in the skull.
Roger grabbed Stephanie and glared at the two women. He HAD no intentions of fighting Kira, but how could he turn his back on a fallen comrade. He blamed them both, despite Sage having little to nothing to do with the instance. He was holding the knife Kira threw at him in his hand. He would finish her off with her own blade. The ultimate irony. He took one step forward and stopped. The pain in his hand…where was it coming from. It panged and boomed in several jumps at once. It was like a concert of pain. The violins stringing their cords around his hand constricting and squeezing it while the drums exploded with powerful from the inside. It ravaged his arm with pain. It felt like it was going to explode. He needed to find the source of this pain. He took the knife and put it into the other hand the one that didn't hurt like hell. He reached up with the knife.
"Reverend Hugh Mosac will not be tormented like this you miserable imps!" shouted Roger. He slammed the knife into his hand ripping it open, the increased internal pressure was released in a single powerful blow. The knife, and some skin, was ripped from his hand. The knife flew up from the blow lodging it in his chest. Roger took a few seconds and started breathing normal again. The dagger was dangerously close to his heart. Every breath sent his heart inching closer and closer to it. He waved his still functional and badly damaged hand in the air, signaling a retreat. The Marines were about to talk back, but Roger gave them a serious look. Ordinary that look would mean serious business from a sane person, coming from Roger the crew didn't know to think of the situation as extremely important that he was worried or that he was joking around. They grabbed their weapons and Stephanie and ran away.
Sage stood their smiling. She made a good choice. She could barely get a fix on Roger's head, but she had enough time to get his hand. Thank you! Finally she was good and alone again. Alone? Not completely. Kira was still on the floor, she looked more exhausted then beat-up. But still there was a cause of concern looking at her passed out on the floor. Sage shook her head. Two broken girls lying all alone in a big room…she sighed.
"I'll just wait for you to get up," said Sage. She reclined onto the floor. She soon passed out due to exhaustion and bruises.
Reencountering Ridley! Wait! What did Ridley just say?
Disclaimer: Kira Samore belongs to Munia. Well, well, well, well, wwwwweeeeeellllllllllll. That is it for this chapter. For those of you who were sitting down and wishing Sage to die…TOO BAD FOR YOU! For those of you who don't think that Roger would be Marine, well too bad! My plot twist commands it to be so! Wait, a second! That wasn't the plot twist!