Unsinkable Iron!

The Vessel of the Giant!

"Iron Chain Shackles!" shouted Netam as more chains came flying out of his sleeves and wrapped firmly around Hiro-Shu's arms. Hiro-Shu grunted with effort as the chains snaked their way through each other and became tied in large knots. "Try moving with those steel chains. Each weighs twenty pounds."

"Is that all?" asked Hiro-Shu as he lifted his arms up with little problem, "I thought they would've weighed more."

"What are you saying?" asked Netam as he walked up toward Hiro-Shu, "My iron chains are not light. Don't you dare mock me." Netam lifted his iron chains up above his head and began swinging it around wildly above his head. "Steel Chain Heavy Whip!" The large pure iron chain came crashing into Hiro-Shu's side sending him staggering to his side. Netam quickly lifted the chain back up into the air and sent it back down crashing into Hiro-Shu's shoulder. "Not so cocky now are we?" Ready to give up?"

"Give me a break," said Hiro-Shu as he smirked, his fists already becoming encased in heavy iron. "Your iron has absolutely nothing against mine! Fists of Iron! Golem's Fury!" Hiro-Shu brought his fists straight through the air and into Netam's belly, sending him flying back through the air and into the side of the ship.

"You are really strong," said Netam as he sat himself back up, his hand gripping his stomach. "You probably smashed my ribs. Such intense trauma…I just may collapse. I will have to dodge your fists." He dragged his iron chains out and tossed them around Hiro-Shu's large iron fists, wrapping them securely around his arms. "Iron Chain Twister!" Hiro-Shu's eyes widened as he was actually lifted off of the ground and into the air. He was flung across the air and smashed into the side of the Marine Base.

Hiro-Shu slowly opened his eyes and looked around the Marine Base. He stood up unsteadily. He looked around the room. It was a mess. The room had thousands of beds lined up against the wall most of them smashed up against the side of the room. One standing on top of the other in a ruined, disastrous stack.

Hiro-Shu braced himself up against the nearest bed in order to prevent himself from falling over. The large hole that he fell in from was directly in front of him, he could see the blue skies and white clouds from inside. He rubbed the back of his head, he was lucky that at the last moment before impact his entire body had become encased in the iron, preventing the worst of the damage from destroying him.

Two iron chains quickly latched onto the room through the same hole. Hiro-Shu wandered over there to see what was happening. Netam was apparently sprinting up the building using his iron chains to brace himself. Hiro-Shu wandered over to the iron chain and debated on knocking them loose and sending Netam falling to the ground, and probably knocking him unconscious, but he couldn't. That would be a very 'un-pirate-like' this to do. A true pirate would fight this man at their full potential.

Netam entered the room with a weary look on his face. The iron chains dragging behind him. "I sent you flying really far," said Netam as he tore a tissue out of his pocket and wiped his forehead. "Now let us begin the second round of your demise."

Hiro-Shu rubbed his heavy iron gauntlets together. "I'd enjoy that, but I don't think it will be my demise," said Hiro-Shu as he took his stance, his entire body still covered in his own heavy iron, along with the iron chains Netam wrapped around him.

"I'm surprised you are still able to move," said Netam as he uncoiled another chain from his sleeve, "you have to have at least 60 plus pounds of pure iron on you and that's just from my chains. You are wearing a suit made of pure iron. Its got to be very uncomfortable."

Hiro-Shu only grunted in response. Honestly, Netam wasn't lying. The iron on his body weighed heavily down him and restricted his movements. He used to complain about his first and second forms due to the immense amount of heavy iron on him, but compared to this, those two were a walk in the park. Hiro-Shu lifted his arms up in front of his face. "Forger's Fire! Shiba's Knuckle!" Hiro-Shu breathed fire onto his fists coating them both with dazzling and insanely bright flames.

Netam chuckled as he jumped away from Hiro-Shu's first punch that came soaring beneath him. Netam grabbed the iron chains beneath his coat and flung them all down, several of them smashing into Hiro-Shu, rattling his body around within the iron armor. Hiro-Shu's arms dropped to his side, each one of them feeling as if they had half a ton of iron weighing them down.

Hiro-Shu tried to lift his arms up and push the new iron chains off of his body, but each effort resulted in just a waste of effort. He was too busy with his newfound weight that he failed to notice Netam's next attack, a side-winding strike with his iron chain that snaked its way into Hiro-Shu's foot, sending him crashing to the floor. The floor shook and became cracked with Hiro-Shu's entire mass slamming into it with such a sudden and abrupt stop.

It was a struggle for Hiro-Shu to simply stand up on his own two feet with the extra weight on his arms, not to mention the new weight from that chain wrapped securely around his leg. Hiro-Shu was starting doubt if he could even get close enough to Netam in order get a punch in with all this weight hanging off of him.

Netam lashed out with his iron chains once more. The two chains both heavily laid into Hiro-Shu's shoulder and sent him down to one knee. Hiro-Shu glanced up from his position, he grunted as he brought himself back up onto his own feet, the weight still bearing down on him.

Netam lashed out once more, his iron chains wrapping around Hiro-Shu's body. "I'm sorry our fight couldn't last any longer then this!" Netam twisted his body around and lifted Hiro-Shu into the air. Hiro-Shu was flung into the nearby wall. He slipped onto the ground, the chains still straining against his body keeping him place.

Hiro-Shu strained as he brought himself up. He stood up and brought one foot forward and closer to Netam, "Fists of Iron!" began Hiro-Shu, but he was cut off by Netam.

"Iron Chain Twister!" Netam lifted Hiro-Shu back up and off of the ground and into the air. Hiro-Shu was tossed around the room. He came smashing into the nearby wall, sending rumble onto him. He was soon sent back around and into the wall again, more rumble began to cover him up. "Why haven't you given up?"

Hiro-Shu just grunted as he stood up again. He rubbed some of the stray blood from his mouth as he stared over at Netam. Netam glared at Hiro-Shu, "JUST GIVE UP!" Netam twisted around bringing Hiro-Shu up into the air.

Hiro-Shu smirked a little as he was lifted into the air he gripped the iron chain connecting him to Netam. With a sudden surge of strength Hiro-Shu yanked on the chains, sending him forward and flying down the chain. He was being sent hurtling straight down toward Netam. Netam tried to free himself from Hiro-Shu's path, but his own chain was wrapped securely around his arm. The only thing he could do to provide himself with any kind of defense was to bring his arms up and in front of his head.

Hiro-Shu, weighing around a ton and a half of pure iron, came crashing forward and into Netam. Netam was pushed backwards and into the floor, his entire body breaking beneath the immense force and weight. The floor split open beneath the impact, causing the two to fall another floor to the level below them.

Hiro-Shu stood up, the iron chains, being rattled and loosened from the fall mostly slid off of his body. He brought his hands up and pushed the remaining chains off of him. He spared a look over at Netam and then turned around, " I wonder which way is out." He trudged over to the nearby door and disappeared behind it.

(-With Sage-)

"Whoo!" shouted Sage as she kicked back another glass of wine in her hand. "This is goooooood wine. Do you know what I mean, huh, Kentan? Huh?"

Kentan chuckled as he sat the large bottle down next to him. "Yeah. I think I know exactly what you mean. This wine is one of the best. Now, I have another question for you?" he stood up and grabbed a large roll of salami. He picked up one of his sharpest knives.

"I'm not telling you my bust size!" shouted Sage laughing, "that's a secret!"

Kentan rolled his eyes. "I wasn't going to ask you that, I was going to ask you about…you." Kentan brought the knife directly down, cutting off a slice of salami. "Do you really want to head off to the Grand Line? I mean there a plenty of other options for you, out there, especially as a chef. I don't think I need to tell you that in Grand Line only about one in five pirate crews survive."

"Yeah," said Sage as she sat back with a smile on her face, "but we are going to be that one! Me, Mikoto, Enma, Zesiro, Hiro-Shu, and…uh…Ridley! Yeah, Ridley's the name of the other guy…I think. Get back to me on that one."

Kentan smiled, "I don't believe you understand everything. This is the last place to turn back, once you get into the Grand Line you got to follow your log pose. If you lose sight of it even for a second you will end up fried." He looked his knife over and wiped it clean of the meat juices on it.

Sage looked around her and shrugged, "we'll just follow it then…I hope Hiro-Shu picked up a Log Pose…I don't remember him ever mentioning it."

"See," said Kentan, "your crew is clueless to the dangers out there. I'm being nice, I'm offering you a once in a lifetime chance to turn around. After all if you sail with them or whatever is left of them after this Marine Base is done with them, you'll die. A terrible bloody and obscene death." Kentan paused for a moment before continuing, "I sure could use your help down here. No death, no contracts, just you helping me out."

Sage chuckled, "hah, good one. But I got my crew I got to help out! All twelve of them…or was it all eight of them…I don't remember."

"My offer was no joke," sighed Kentan as he put the knife down, "I was being one hundred percent serious. I cook for an entire Marine Base and its prison. I would appreciate all the help I can get, imagine it being your community service, your repentance for the crimes you committed. After all, you are going to spending the rest of your years behind these iron bars, might as well spend it doing something you like, right?"

"Huh?" asked Sage, "what did you say?" She picked up the wine bottle and refilled her glass once more. She put the bottle back down and quickly downed the glass again.

"I said," said Kentan, "you are going to be staying the rest of your life here living out your life sentence for being pirate so you may as well help me out in the kitchen, you understand?"

"What?" asked Sage, "I though you said you were going to help me escape."

"Things leave my kitchen one of two ways," said Kentan, "in a prisoner's uniform to their jail cells or on a silver platter to someone's stomach. I'll let you pick which one you prefer."

Sage grimaced for a second and then broke out into laughter, "you are really funny Kentan! You should join our crew! The guys would love you. Well, only six of them, I don't know the other ones very well." A knife whizzed through the air and smashed into the table in front of Sage, going straight through it.

"I'll take that as the second option," Kentan wandered over to the shelf and pulled an over-sized silver ladle off of it. He spun it around in the air for a second before positioning it right in between him and Sage. He charged forward the large ladle smashing forward into a wall, destroying it with the force behind it.

Sage had thrown herself to the ground at the last second barely avoiding the sheer brute force. She gasped for air as she turned around and looked up at Kentan. Kentan brought his ladle straight up into the air and brought it down with devastating force, Sage stumbled to her feet and dove to the side. She heard the force of the ladle smash into the ground, sending a spray of rubble off in all directions.

Can't Handle Kentan?

Then Get Out of the Kitchen!

Sorry for the wait, I have a slight case of writer's block. Well, less of a slight case and more of a big case. And less of writer's block as 'End of Summer' work. College is a pain…a big pain…anyways, get ready for Kentan and Sage's fight next chapter!