The Base is Discovered!
Mikoto Prepares to Attack!
"Why, you!" shouted Mikoto, "I'm going to kill you!"
"Sure," said David, "as soon as you can feel your legs!" David launched another kick into Mikoto's other shin. Mikoto howled and jumped up again with his hands now firmly grasping his newly injured shin.
Corra shook her head and lifted David off of the ground. "Tsk, tsk tsk! You shouldn't be so mean!"
"PUT ME DOWN!" screamed David. He started to flail violently within Corra's grasp with his arms and legs kicking out aiming for absolutely nothing. "PUT ME DOWN!"
"What's the magic word?" asked Corra.
"I was told never to call a woman that word!" shouted David.
"NOT THAT WORD!" shouted Corra. "Geez, at least you have some manners."
"STINK FACE!" shouted David.
Mikoto recovered from his injured leg. He got a menacing glare on his face and quickly shot a punch directly at David's stomach. David lurched forward with pain. "That serves ya right!" shouted Mikoto.
"Not you too!" shouted Corra.
"Pick him up!" shouted David from his place in the air. "Pick him up and make him say the magic word!"
"Annoying brat!" shouted Mikoto, "do you want me to hit you again!"
"You couldn't hit me even if you tried," said David.
"Wanna bet!" shouted Mikoto, he leaned back arming himself with another punch.
"Dreamer's Gateway!" shouted David. A short burst of pink powder exploded from his body covering the entire room. He quickly felt Corra's grip tighten. David made a quick dash for exit, not wishing to be around when the side effects wore off.
(-With Enma-)
Enma sighed as he strolled quietly through the streets. He'd been spending so much time trying to convince this Mikoto fellow to join his crew and save this Sage girl his own plans had become derailed. He had to get them back on track. Find some Nakama. Find a bigger boat. Leave for the Grand Line. The highlights of his three part plan.
He knew he wanted a cook, that was his primary reason for hanging out in the bar to begin with. He failed at finding one due to the fact that dumb Mashiro scared the majority of the staff into the back room and they didn't come out until him and Mikoto had beaten his crew. By then he decided to try to recruit Mikoto and gain a more powerful crew.
Both of his attempts had failed. Now he was wasting his time trying to find a girl and save a girl that he had never even met before. What a waste of time…and effort. He should just quit and go back to the bar to try to get a cook. Maybe one of them saw his earlier act of heroism and would want to join up with him.
For some odd reason, however, he felt rooted to his spot. He wasn't the kind of person to turn his back on someone in need. He felt compelled to help the woman in distress and the strange boy he met back at the café. "Lucifer, please save my soul." He started to trudge off in the direction he was originally heading in.
He saw it. A man in a purple pure (probably mink) fur-coat. He had a bejeweled cane at his side and started to walk away. His hands were covered in precious countless shiny gems. Enma was about to turn around and tell Mikoto, when he noticed a peculiar stench of pure alcohol behind him.
Enma turned around and came face-to-face with a man who looked like he had a little too much to drink. Enma was about to walk right on past him when the next thing he knew the man had launched into an attack and knocked him down to the floor. The man let loose a small hiccup before launching another drunken move that ended with his palm slamming straight into Enma's face. Enma was unprepared for such an attack and was knocked unconscious by the sheer brute force of the man's attacks.
"*Hic* I gots me anuddah onez," slurred the man.
(-With Zesiro and Hiro-Shu-)
"What a spoiled brat," said Zesiro leaned back, "I really should go back and there and teach him some manners!"
"I'm starting to think you want to kill him," said Hiro-Shu.
"I do," said Zesiro, "he really needs to learn his place. And I'd be more then happy to teach it to him."
"Any idea where Mikoto is?" asked Hiro-Shu.
"Right," said Zesiro, "our captain…to be honest I don't have the slightest idea where that mutt would be right now. Know of any good places to eat around here?"
Hiro-Shu shook his head. "Any idea where Sage is?"
Zesiro shook his head. "No…what's next any idea where Ridley is? I'm not keeping track of our nakama. They're big boys and girls now they can handle themselves."
"Any idea where we are?" asked Hiro-Shu.
Zesiro looked around him and let out a sigh. They were in some kind of trading square people bustling around them trading all sorts of things. A lot of shady characters were making even shadier deals. A rolled-up piece of paper would swap hands, then a mysterious box would, eventually some characters were just swapping drugs in open.
"No wonder why that kid is messed up," said Zesiro, "I don't have an idea about where we are. Do you?"
Hiro-Shu shook his head. "Its questionable." Just then by pure chance Hiro-Shu caught something out of the corner of his eye. A man with a huge afro was walking down the street. He carried a boom box in one of his hands while the other one held a man, his right arm completely decorated in tattoos of gears and cogs.
" I'm walking and strolling down da' street, making a phat and funky beat, for me this is a small little feat " rapped the man. " On my back is a man who is knocked out, he fought with our swordsman and lost that bout! This man is nothing more then a lout! "
"What terrible music," muttered Hiro-Shu.
"Who's that man he's carrying?" asked Zesiro, "sounds like he lost a fight with someone."
"Let's go over there and find out," said Hiro-Shu. The duo approached the man, once they got closer they saw his white trench coat and black sunglasses. His neck was covered in probably five gold necklaces.
" Two random dudes approach me, if they want to fight they better be ready to flee! " continued the man.
"Who's the guy on your back?" asked Zesiro.
" Some random man who I don't care about. Are you listening to these rhymes I spout? "
"Really, wish I wasn't," muttered Hiro-Shu.
"Anyways, where are you taking him?" asked Zesiro.
" I'm going to take him out to the deli. I hope the pay me enough to fill my belly. After all he's beginning to become smelly " rapped the man.
"You're taking him to the deli?" asked Zesiro, "Wouldn't the doctor's office be smarter?"
" They are going to make something called mystery meat. That's definitely not something I would want to eat " he said.
"In that case hand him over," said Zesiro grasping his blades, "I'm not going to sit back and watch you turn a man into meat."
" A little madman with two swords challenges me to fight. He's breath's so bad it gave me a fright! Its decision time fellas, should I take flight? " sung the man.
"I want him to shut up," said Hiro-Shu covering his ears.
"I just want to help the man on his back," said Zesiro, "but it looks like this guy won't let us."
The man let out a small groan as he came to. He shifted in his place and slowly passed out again. The trio looked at the man.
"You can't give a living man to a deli!" said Zesiro.
" Then I'll go to the butcher first, get ready world prepare for da' worst " said the man.
"These people are no murderers," said Zesiro, "they're not going to kill him where you can make a quick buck."
" Oh, man, it appears I'm all out of luck. I'm stating to think this day sucks " said the man keeping up his beat.
"Hand him over," said Zesiro.
" I'll hand him over when you pay me 2000 beli's! Come on now nice, nice, nelly " sung the man.
Zesiro grumbled dug into his pockets and paid the man a few bucks. "The things I do because I'm too nice."
" I'll up the price how about another thousand? That'll bring this conversation to an end " he continued.
Zesiro reached over and the snatched the man from his shoulder slamming the man harshly into the ground. "Be happy you got two thousand!" Zesiro turned around and started to drag the unconscious man back to David's. Hiro-Shu followed after him.
" I gots me some major money, whoo-whee! Now I can get me a burger with cheese! "
(-With Mikoto-)
"Ergh…" said Mikoto as he stretched out and yawned, "Not the best night's sleep…where was I?" He looked around at his surrounding. He saw the numerous limbs hanging from the ceiling and the organs floating in canisters. "Definitely not the best place to wake up to."
The girl, whose name is still unknown to Mikoto, was sleeping soundly a few feet away from her. She had a thumb in her mouth and was sucking on it, sound asleep. He should probably wake her up…nah, too much effort, he just woke up.
"I still got to get up and find Sage," said Mikoto, "but first I got to find Zesiro…I probably should find Enma while I'm at it. Too much work to do!" Mikoto laid back down wishing to enter the same blissful sleep he had been in just a few seconds ago. He was on a ship…his ship with his crew. Man, he's going to miss being a pirate captain. But he's…
Mikoto's monologue was caught short by the girl reawakening and stretching out widely. She wiped her eyes and looked at Mikoto. She seemed a little out of it and wasn't quite fully awake, yet. Finally she shouted at a tremendous volume.
"Aiya!" shouted Mikoto falling back down to floor with his legs straight up in the air. "What's the matter with you!"
"I'm in a strange place…alone and asleep…with some guy I just met! My mother always told me this would happen if I didn't stick with better company!" she cried.
"Uh…uh…uh…" said Mikoto trying desperately to think of something to make her feel better, "You were…awesome?" This only intensified the girl's crying. "You were…terrible?" The girl's crying became even louder. "I think this would go a lot easier if you were Sage…" The girl found a new reservoir of tears as they streamed down her face.
"You…jerk!" she shouted, "after…after…after what happened you want a different girl!" she threw a nearby can at Mikoto. He ducked instinctively.
"After what happened…" said Mikoto. "The last thing I remember was that little creep knocking us out."
"You don't even remember…" she started, but she soon stopped talking and also stopped crying, "that was the last thing that happened wasn't it…never mind." She blushed a deep red from embarrassment.
"What did you think happened?" asked Mikoto.
"NOTHING!" she shouted, "My name's Corra by the way, I don't think we ever properly introduced."
"…nothing? You threw a can at my head! If you do that over nothing I hate to see what you do when you are really upset with me," said Mikoto.
"Don't worry you forgive, right?" she asked.
"Sure," said Mikoto, "You got multiple personalities or something? Cause you sure act like a psychopath."
She started to sniffle again, "JERK!" she picked up another can and threw it at him. Mikoto didn't duck in time to dodge this one and was met with a spleen to the face.
"I SHOULD KILL YOU FOR THAT!" shouted Mikoto at her.
She started to cry again this time while picking up nearby canisters and chucking them at Mikoto several of them hitting her mark. Mikoto was soon backed up against a wall his arms in front of him trying to block some of the cans.
"I'm sorry!" shouted Mikoto, "I'm sorry I don't want to kill you! Just don't kill me!"
She stopped and lowered her arms. "I'm sorry," she muttered.
"Fine," said Mikoto, "I need help…" The door slammed open squashing Mikoto against the wall. Hiro-Shu walked in. He was followed by Zesiro carrying the man on his back.
Zesiro immediately took notice of Corra. "Hey, you know where David's at?"
Corra shook her head, but she pointed at the door. Hiro-Shu pulled the door back. Mikoto collapsed onto the floor. His imprint was imbedded into the wall.
"Oops," said Hiro-Shu helping Mikoto to his feet.
"Why do I keep getting hurt?" shouted Mikoto.
"Karma," replied Zesiro, "you hurt people you get hurt." Enma's eyes slowly opened at the sound of Mikoto's voice.
"Honestly, I think I got hurt more since I quit being a pirate then I ever did when I was!" said Mikoto.
"Mikoto…" rasped Enma, "in the dock…by the burger place."
"What you want a burger?" asked Mikoto.
"No, Pimp's ship…" Enma finished.
"Now, you're talking," said Mikoto cracking his knuckles, "See you guys later, I'm off to save Sage!" He said to Zesiro and Hiro-Shu before zooming off.
"Sage!" asked Hiro-Shu and Zesiro simultaneously.
Enter the Pimp's Plaza!
Let the Rounds Begin!
Chapter 40! This is one of the longest create your own crew stories running!…I think…tell me if you see a longer one. Well, the fighting is going to start soon so stay tuned in. Also, I did reveal David's power during this chapter…so any guesses yet? Also, if all my readers could be so kind to review this chapter even if its something like 'Hey'. I'm just interested in seeing how many readers I got. Anyways, dislikes and likes for the contestants! L: = Likes D: = Dislikes
Kira: L: sweet and sour foods. Colder regions. Darker colors and comfortable clothing. Making her own poisons and antidotes. Fighting. Night. High places. Swimming. Practicing fighting. Sharp and pointy weapons. Cats. Eating. D: spicy and bitter foods, watermelons (hate), overly revealing clothing. Hot weather, overly prejudiced people, revealing and girly clothing. Bright colors.
David: L: Family, 'doctoring' people, the color pink, cotton candy, happy, calming music, human organs. D: Loud, annoying music, people who hurt his family, angry people.
Corra: L: Any type of potato and the color purple. D: spiders, shots
Enma: L: Books, card games, fighting, rain, children and steak D: Eerie silence, arrogant people.