The Villain Finally Fights! What is with Ridley?
Zesiro spun around on his heels. Crap! Who knows where Ridley had left off to? He could've taken a left instead of a right, a right instead of a left, kept going instead of turning period. He could be utterly lost by now! Or he could be on the correct way. He seemed confident enough when he left. He acted like he knew which way to go…the question remained should Zesiro go after him.
"Going?" asked Hiro-Shu. Zesiro remained where he was, where could Ridley have gone. Zesiro tossed this over and over again.
"Come on," said Sage waving for him to catch up, "Ridley is Ridley he wouldn't accept your help even if you found him. Let's just keep heading forward!"
Zesiro gritted his teeth and decided that Sage was right. Ridley wouldn't accept his help, but he could at least be there when Mikoto was having his butt handed to him. He gripped his sword and nodded, "To Mikoto!"
(-With Mikoto-)
Mikoto landed another tremendous kick on the door blowing it off its hinges just like the previous one. He looked around the room. It was another empty room. Dang it, he was just trying to make a dramatic entrance why couldn't Karasu just be in this room. Knocking down doors was tiring business. If he didn't find Karasu soon and make his dramatic entrance he would be to worn out to fight him…
Mikoto cursed his luck seven dramatic entrances and still no Karasu. The odds were not looking good. Should he just give up with his dramatic entrances? Nah, it wouldn't be as exciting without a dramatic entrance. He continued to walk. He tried to figure out where Karasu could be, but with no map or even the faintest idea of a possible path to take it could take a normal man years. Well, luckily he was part coyote.
Mikoto morphed his body till he was that of a small dark brown coyote. He suddenly shot from his spot in a crazy manner. He slammed into the doors on the opposite end of the room blowing them open. He continued to dash in straight line through room after room after room. Each time just gaining more momentum.
He burst into the final room to see a large golden throne and in it a large muscular man. Mikoto didn't stop running, rather he couldn't stop running and slid head first into the man. The throne tumbled over from the force sending them both into the air for a brief moment. The muscular man stood up and glared at Mikoto.
"Ah ha, I am glad I could finally finish off the man who converted my boy into a fool," said the muscular man. He stood up. He was changed out of his attire from before, but this was definitely Karasu. Those eyes still radiated evil and cruelty. He was wearing army pants, army boots, and a pure white muscle shirt. "Let's see if you are all Ridley said you were!"
"You are Karasu, huh," said Mikoto, "I'm trying to figure out how Ridley felt when he came face-to-face with the person that caused him so much pain. And I guess I just can't imagine it." Mikoto looked up at him. He morphed into his hybrid form and glared at Karasu, "let's fight."
"Fight? You expect me to WASTE my time with you?" said Karasu, "You already look like I pulverized you?" He flicked Mikoto's throbbing black eye, that Sage had given him. "Maybe you should just go drown yourself in a kiddy pool and save me the trouble."
Mikoto launched one straight punch straight into Karasu's cheek. The force behind Mikoto's punch didn't quite do as he wanted. He was expecting Karasu to go flying and land in the wall behind him, leaving a human sized hole in the wall, but nothing. The only thing that happened was Karasu's head simply twisted in one direction.
"Not what you expected, I take it," said Karasu. Karasu launched a devastating sucker punch to Mikoto's abdomen lifting Mikoto off of the ground for a few brief moment. "Maybe you'll do for a warm-up. Maybe when I pulverize the rest of your friends, maybe just maybe, they'll give me more excitement. After all, I already know how this match is going to end," Karasu slammed his rigid forearm into Mikoto's back sending him falling to the ground, "with you buried 6 feet deep!"
Mikoto struggled to get back up to his feet. "Sorry, I couldn't you…I only heard the air whooshing out of someone's ego." This only got him a devastating strike from Karasu's knee into his stomach again. Mikoto coughed for awhile blood oozing from his mouth. "Come on, now give up. I must admit, however, before this fight continues, that you are quite the surprising specimen…a Zoan Devil Fruit user. Not too many of those in the East Blue."
"Heh, I'm one in a million," said Mikoto still struggling to catch his breath.
Karasu slammed his foot down onto Mikoto's back slamming the coyote back into the ground. "I AM NOT FINISHED SPEAKING!…Anyways, where was I…oh yeah, the lack of Zoan Devil Fruit users in the East Blue. I can't say much ever since Hestas Nero started his trading industry the boom of Devil Fruits have grown now anyone with money could've eaten a Devil Fruit. I mean he goes to the Grand Line, collects some rare things, including Devil Fruits, then sells them to people all around the world, including the East Blue, so how much did it cost you to get your hands on that Devil Fruit?"
"Not a single Beli," said Mikoto, "me and Hestas go waaaaaay back! We were mighty good friends at a time."
"Hestas? His name is Nero, you young fool!" said Karasu laughing. "His given name is Nero!"
"Funny, I always called him Hestas and he never got mad at me," said Mikoto, "just goes to show you…that some people are fools."
Karasu stopped laughing at twisted his face into a frown. He fired another punch at Mikoto. Mikoto spun around and landed in the wall, he flopped to the ground like a rag doll. "Fool. Interesting, the only fool I see here is you…you and my own pathetic son!" Karasu punched the wall next to him nearly atomizing it with a single stroke.
Mikoto's ears pricked up, "Ridley? Why is he a fool? He didn't even want to fight you!" The memories from his earlier fight still fresh in his mind, "He turned tail and left my crew, because of you!"
"Because of me…well, yes, full-heartedly yes! He did quit because of me," said Karasu, "but that's only because I beat him and I am going to kill him…" Karasu cracked another wicked smile. "If he said that he didn't want to fight me, then that must mean you fought him after my fight with him. Did he…did he have a huge gnash in his stomach?"
Mikoto solemnly nodded.
"That's it," said Karasu, "Ridley didn't turn tail and run. He went to hide his own funeral! I beat him! I gave him that huge hole in his stomach! Then I poured poison into it! My son won't live and grow up stupid! If he is stupid then my only answer, then only cure is death! Guess he didn't want his 'friends' to see him as the weakling he truly is!"
"Ridley?" whispered Mikoto, "no, he didn't leave because he was weak…" Mikoto stood up, "Ridley's not a coward…he left us because he was scared for us. Probably more so for me…leaving us on bad terms by leaving the crew, insulting us…that was his way of saying 'good-bye, don't miss me'. If he would've suddenly dropped in front of our eyes during a party, we would've remembered him as the good man he was, not as the creep punked-out rocker nobody would cry over."
"Hah! That's hilarious!" said Karasu, "I stomped Ridley! He was weak! He left you because he was weak, not because he cared for you! He never cared for any of you! You hoisted a pirate flag together, gathered a crew together, each selfishly chasing after your own dream! He would've screwed you over in a heartbeat to have become famous! This is the truth about Ridley! He would've killed you! The girl, the fishman, the big guy! He would've killed you all to accomplish his dream! His dream of killing me! Face the facts, you are all nothing to…"
"Karasu," said Mikoto quite solemn all of a sudden, Karasu stopped his rants and sneered at Mikoto, "shut up." Karasu's eyes went wide all of a sudden either out of anger or surprise. A smile crept over Karasu's face. It was more along the lines of an evil smirk. He clenched his fists. He charged at Mikoto.
"Only the strong can command others!" shouted Karasu, as he smashed his fist into the ground and extremely high speeds, his muscles pulsating with sheer strength. Dust blocked his vision. Karasu started to laugh in his own dust blocked world. "You are nothing, but a mere insect! I am unstoppable!"
"I'm sorry, but are you talking to me?" said Mikoto, "cause I could've sworn I told you to shut up." Karasu twisted around in his spot to see Mikoto standing behind him, arms crossed, gazing at him.
"Quick little runt, ain't ya?" said Karasu. He shook his hand in the air. "I will let you taste my full power!" Karasu flexed his muscles. They grew with every inch he moved. "My punches generate such monumental force even a cannon can't match it."
"We got a pretty big ego there, don't we?" said Mikoto. "Your punches are only great if they connect!"
"Pretty cocky for an amateur," said Karasu, "but I guess you are a pirate and as a pirate I should honor you with my very best." Karasu started to beef himself up even more. "With my previous punch clocking in at…probably around 60%, I'd say 100% should atomize even your smallest particles, like your brain." Karasu charged at Mikoto his muscles solidifying with every step.
Mikoto bolted, trying to run around and avoid Karasu's charge. Karasu didn't even change then direction of his charge. He stopped where Mikoto once was and slammed his fist into the ground. A crater was formed sending out a massive shockwave that slammed into Mikoto. Mikoto was tossed helplessly to the ground. Mikoto cursed the pain Ridley put him in. If it wasn't for the earlier fight he was sure he could probably, no definitely beat Karasu, but with his organs banged up, his brain melted, and ears hurting insanely bad his chances shrunk from 100% to probably 35%. Actually, lower then that. Much lower.
Mikoto struggled to his feet. Despite that after hearing how Karasu treated Ridley, his legs wouldn't allow him to run away. His fists wouldn't uncurl. He wanted to beat Karasu up until Karasu begged him for mercy. He wanted to see Karasu's face twisted in horror and in fear of him, Ridley's best friend. And he was going to do it!
"Thinking about something there?" asked Karasu. He was already right in front of Mikoto. Karasu grabbed onto Mikoto's left hand and squeezed with all his might. Mikoto collapsed groaning. Could this one man's strength really put such a great gap in between them? His strength was astonishing. Karasu slowly lifted his hand, without releasing his grip pulling Mikoto right off of the ground by his arm. Karasu glared into Mikoto's eyes.
Mikoto struck out with legs and sharpened claws. He was kicking wildly from his position just simply scratching Karasu's rock hard abdomen area. Not even the slightest blood dripped from the barely visible wounds. Karasu simply laughed.
"Strength is what the sea demands!" shouted Karasu. He flung Mikoto to the other side of the room with his one arm. "Willpower? Hah! Destiny? HAH! Nakamas? That's the biggest laugh of them all. The most coveted title of the seas…what's it called again? The KING of the Pirates. Not KINGS! Singular! One person! The sea doesn't care about your friends! We only care about the strongest!" Karasu was already looming over Mikoto. "Want a word of advice? Throw your friends. They are only holding you back."
"Argh!" Mikoto stood up and launched a fist at Karasu. He caught it without even batting an eye or skidding backwards an inch. Mikoto collapsed again his fist still sitting in Karasu's huge hand.
"I've been wondering why are you about to get killed?" said Karasu he knelt down and looked at Mikoto face-to-face. "If its for your 'friend' then I was right? You are willing to die for a friend who is going to die anyways? Well, I'll tell you what kid the Grand Line is filled with kids like you. All of them six feet deep."
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