A Revolutionary Assault!
'Hands' Henry's Conquest!
Mikoto considered it all. He did remember 'Gunslinger' Renvont. He remembered his colossal strength and skills from their last fight. However, his bloodlust was his most prominent feature. Mikoto considered for a second about the idea to take control of this Marine Base, but it seemed…flawed. After all if that was the case why didn't they just order more help instead of just using three captains? Surely the Revolutionary forces had people to spare.
"Still trying to figure it all out, huh?" mocked Kin, "This Marine Base is one of the most strategically placed locations in the whole world. If this base falls the world will slowly start to degenerate, you can't still tell me you don't believe me, can you?"
"No offense," said Mikoto, "I generally don't trust people who try to kill me."
Kin sighed. "You think you and your crew are going to get out of this alive. The Revolutionaries don't care if you die, especially not this sloppy group. You are nothing more then useless cannon fodder."
"You're saying that they are going to try to betray us?" asked Mikoto.
"Kya ha ha," laughed a voice. Mikoto and Kin turned their attention to see Henry approaching them. His hands in his pockets. "Kill you? Now why would we kill you? You are trying your absolute best to help us. We sincerely want to help you and your crew."
"What about everything else that Kin said?" asked Mikoto, "about controlling the East Blue and letting the World Government dwindle away?"
"Ah, the damn Marines," said Henry as he shook his head, "they always seem to some how give away all the good plot twists."
"'Hands Henry'," shouted Kin, "you are wanted for a three cases of mass homicide, direct opposition of the Marine forces, and refusal to obey the law!" Kin's body returned to its normal figure, before Kin's body slowly began to coat itself in a heavy clay coating. "How do you plead?"
"Guilty," said Henry as he smiled and approached Kin. He slowly began to pull his hands out of his pocket, "guilty of wanting a new world as well!"
Kin charged at Henry, his left hand slowly shifted in a spiked gauntlet. Kin shifted his weight and brought his entire body around to increase the momentum of his punch. Henry laughed and held up a single hand. Kin's entire body halted. "Trap Sigil. Glue."
Henry laughed as he walked around Kin's frozen body. "Sad." Henry walked over and pushed Kin to the ground. Kin's heavy clay armor shattered upon impact. Kin's body was still frozen in place.
"How? How did you do that?" asked Mikoto as he stood in place.
"Hypnotism," said Henry as slowly walked around Kin's body, a malevolent smile on his face. "The human body is all connected to the brain. I can utilize certain hand signals to affect the brain's processes and as a direct result the human body performs many tasks at my command without thinking about it. I can knock someone unconscious with it or make all of the muscles in the body tense up."
Mikoto glanced at Kin and then back at Henry, "now what?"
Henry looked at Mikoto and chuckled, "its simple. We kill him and then continue on our way." Henry's attention returned to Kin, "You want the first blow?"
Henry's entire body lurched and flew through the air from Mikoto's blow, "I always have the first blow."
Henry sputtered for a second from the floor as he stood up, astonished. "What was that for? I just want to kill a Marine! As a pirate who destroyed an entire island you should have no qualms with that…" Henry ducked to the side to avoid another punch from Mikoto.
"You don't get to kill someone just because you don't like them!" shouted Mikoto, "however, as you can see I have qualms with hitting someone I don't like."
"I guess this means you are defecting to their side," said Henry as he straightened his back out and brought his hands around.
"No," said Mikoto, "I'm not going to their side, I'm just going to be on yours."
"There are only two sides," said Henry, "you are either on the Marine side or the Revolutionaries' side. Pick one."
Mikoto rushed Henry landing a devastating uppercut to his chin, "guess you didn't know. I'm on the Infinity Pirate side."
(-With Zesiro-)
"Crap," said Zesiro as he ducked under another slice from his huge attacker. His opponent was about twice his size and most of that body mass came from muscles. The man was impossibly huge and his ego matched.
"Shion is the great pirate slayer!," said the man as he tore through another helpless dummy at his side with his long sword. The sword was as tall as the man was so it was least 8 feet long. The blade was similar to that of a rainbow. It had a red loop, then a yellow loop, and so-on and so-forth. It was decorated with numerous jewels all the way from its red tip to its purple handle.
"You are so puny in Shion's wake!" shouted Shion once more as he brought his blade straight down. Zesiro dodged to the side and watched in amazement as the weapon ignored the heavy concrete floor and made a long slice straight through it.
"Nice sword you got there," said Zesiro as he gawked at the crevice. He would've been sliced in two if that sword would've made contact with him. If you combine its sheer destructive force with the fact that it reached 8 feet away it was nearly impossible for Zesiro to approach him.
Shion brought his weapon back up to this shoulder and swung it around. It had a surprising amount of force as it collided with a helpless dummy standing on the sideline. The blade sliced through it like it wasn't even there. "No one can match Shion's might!"
Zesiro charged forward in that instant. The blade was fully extended, Shion's center of balance was off due to the force of his swing, and Shion would have to bring the sword back around to make another slice due to the fact that the sharp part of his blade was currently on the outside.
Zesiro brought both of his swords simultaneously up into the air and began to make a quick thrusting motion when Shion's blade made its return swing. The back of the Shion's blade swung over and into Zesiro's body forcing him through the air and onto the ground. Zesiro softly felt his ribs, they were all still in on piece by some kind of miracle. But that didn't mean Zesiro wanted to get hit again.
"Puny pirate is no match for Shion's magnificent might," said Shion with full-hearted laugh, "maybe crushing him will be easier then Shion thought."
Zesiro charged. ignoring Shion's massive bulk. if he could only have a slight opening Shion would fall. A few quick cuts to Shion's body and he wouldn't stand a chance. Shion brought his blade up and back down aiming for Zesiro's head. Zesiro quickly brought his sword out and around deflecting the downward slash in a different direction from his head. He charged forward with his other sword aiming for the monster's massive gut. Shion chuckled and dragged his sword across the ground and into Zesiro's feet causing him to slip and fall onto the ground. Zesiro collided loudly with the ground.
Zesiro got back up to his feet and brought his two swords around and over this back. "Getting close would only result in another attack from him, I have to maintain my distance. I only got one chance, the Flying Slash!"
(-With Ridley-)
Another thrust from the man's hand sent Ridley sprawling to the ground. The man was built like a tank…a tank with one too many donuts, but a tank nonetheless. The man wore a standard Marine uniform…but it was a size too small and his belly protruded out from underneath the bottom of his white shirt. He had a long white beard and his brown eyes kept closing.
The man let out another loud yawn, "I want to go back to bed. I thought it would be an easy job to come here and guard this place, but no…we've had one break-in after…after…" the man drowned off as he fell asleep once more.
Ridley didn't drop his guard this time, instead he ran at him and swung his guitar around and into the man's plushy plus sized stomach. The man's stomach seemed to absorb the impact and it had absolutely no impact on the man.
Ridley cursed once more. He glared at the man's immense stomach and couldn't believe that he could hate a man's fat as much as he hated this man's. He backed up and begun to play his music loudly, the man woke up instantly and screamed.
"WHY WON'T YOU LET ME SLEEP!" The man jumped into the air. "Bushou's Specialty! Ten Ton Drop!" Bushou's entire body slammed and shuddered into the ground creating a large cushion of air that blew Ridley back across the small prison lane and into one of the prisoner's doors.
"Long time no see," said the woman with no limbs, sarcasm dripping from her voice.
"Shut it," said Ridley as he rose back up to his feet. "I'm not going to let no ten ton loser beat me up. I'll take him down you just wait and see. And when I do you are next!" Ridley pointed at the lady.
"I'm so scared. My knees are knocking and my legs are shaking. Oh, wait, I don't have them."
"Shut up!" shouted Ridley once more.
"Ten Ton Hip Check!" Bushou's huge mass came flying down the hall, his hip outstretched and aimed at Ridley. Ridley dove to the side, but the force from Bushou's huge body created a huge air wave that dragged Ridley across the floor.
Ridley groaned as he stood back up. The man's attacks were just grazing him, but due to his immense mass the air friction he was creating was enough to blow Ridley around with absolutely no effort on his part. Ridley was starting to see how such a tub of lard was considered one of the ten deadliest warriors in this Marine Base.
"100 Decibels!" Ridley began playing once more on his guitar and the music echoed off of every single prisoner's cell and began to fill the room with a loud and nauseating amount of noise.
Bushou whined, "who can sleep with all this racket!" He charged at Ridley once more his entire mass backing himself up. "Ten Ton Tackle!" He sprang from his spot and sent his entire body flying off at Ridley. The air was pushed out of Ridley's chest as the man's rock-hard shoulder slammed into his gut forcing him from his spot and across the room. Ridley skidded across the floor and into a wall, gasping for air.
"How was a man whose body was 70% fat able to deal such rock-solid blows," thought Ridley as he barely managed to bring himself back up to his feet. Ridley lurched forward and vomited blood onto the floor. "Dang it…my body is still poisoned. I can't keep fighting like this…my body is starting to slow down. I should've been able to dodge that blow."
"Yosh!" shouted Bushou, "you cannot defeat me! My belly fat absorbs all of your blows and then I use toughest bones in my body to fight. The hip, shin, shoulder, and forehead are incredibly tough bones that are located throughout your body so I use them to slam my opponent."
"Not only that but due to your large mass," said Ridley, "the momentum behind each blow is increased."
"Did you just call me fat!" shouted Bushou, "I hate it when people call me fat!"
"But you are fat!" shouted Ridley, "look at all those rolls, you big pig!"
"I know," said Bushou retreating into a corner and sobbing, "its just not nice."
"That's why you have a problem with it?" shouted Ridley.
The man's reply was a bunch of snoring. Once again he had fallen asleep while he was talking to his opponent. Ridley was beginning to get irritated by this. He began to play even louder on his guitar, "Ballad Melodic Lance!" The sound waves generated by Ridley's playing created a large and invisible force that drove through the air and into Bushou's body. Bushou was jolted awake and immediately crashed to the floor.
"That hurt!" shouted Bushou as he stood up again. He tried to put his foot down and brace himself for another attack, but he just couldn't. His body felt like it was spinning, he couldn't even put his foot down to regain his balance.
Ridley chuckled as he made another charge at Bushou. He brought his guitar around and into Bushou's body. The guitar slammed straight into Bushou's forehead sending him careening back and onto the ground once more.
Ridley smiled as he returned his attention to the prisoner's cell. If he let out these guys their forces would increase and he would have a small army to help in the destruction of the Marine Base after all these criminals wanted to escape, too. He wandered over to the doors and undid one and then another and another. He was on the fourth door when a hand seized his leg. Ridley looked down and saw Bushou's hand wrapped firmly around his leg preventing him from moving.
"You just can't defeat me." With that Bushou's hand yanked Ridley's leg out from underneath and sent him sailing into the ground. Ridley's body slammed into the ground as Bushou stood up and looked down upon him.
(-With Sage-)
Sage had stopped as soon as she got into the building. She was looking out over the seas. Zenmaru's men may not have been bothered by the appearance of a couple of new ships, but she was. She watched as the ships docked along the way and began to unload. New arrivals of soldiers landed and they began to gather along the shores. Sage swallowed hard. There was at least a hundred new people arriving and either way she knew this did not bode well for her and her crew.
"'Ex-Admiral' Jugo," said Zenmaru's men as they all went down on one knee. Off of the ship stepped a man. He wore a Marine coat, except instead of the ordinary white colors his was black. Then his Marine hat had a purple raven on it rather then a seagull. He looked around and at his men.
"Let this be known as the start of the Age of the Revolutionaries!" he shouted. This seemed to rally the crew as the whole load of them dashed off and through the halls, ignoring Sage. Eventually only thirty men, besides Jugo, remained stationed on the docks to watch the ships.
Sage stood there for a few more seconds watching this 'Ex-Admiral' Jugo stand there and bathe in his soon-to-be victory.
The Ex-Admiral of Legend, Jugo!
Ridley Versus Bushou!
Kya! Trouble on the horizon! The Revolutionary's Captain 'Ex-Admiral' Jugo is here! (For those of you who are wondering, yes, this is the same Jugo I mentioned several times in the Marine Base Arc). He is technically a Vice Admiral, but 'Ex-Vice Admiral' just sounds kind of long and stupid.
Anyways! Onto important things or seemingly important things! Henry's plans have been revealed! He plans to dominate the East Blue and weaken the Marines! Zesiro's fight has hit an all-time high against his new opponent Shion! Ridley's luck might run out against Bushou!
Also! I'll be leaving to go on a small vacation over the weekend so don't expect any updates on my other stories until at least Monday.
P.S. How about a little quiz? Any guesses about what words Bushou and Shion's names are based after? How about 50 CSpacian points for each correct guess?