Shichibukai versus Shichibukai!

...With Ridley Caught in the Middle...

"The very least you guys could've done was waited for me," offered Trevor, "after all it is my house you guys are fighting in." Once more he smiled his devious and slightly disturbed smile. Behind him were both Makada and Karasu. Karasu looked incredibly pleased with this turn of events sporting a smile similar to Trevor's, but Makada looked kind of annoyed. Was he upset that his boss might find out about his accident with the keys? Or did he just find this entire turn of events annoying?

"How the hell did you guys find out we were here so fast?" shouted Ridley. He thought he made Melanie shut up fast enough, but apparently he didn't.

"Anybody could've told that you were in here!" shouted Karasu, "people could hear your loud ass music from three islands over! It didn't take a brain surgeon to track it back to here!" Ridley's face dropped as he realized how stupid he had been. He got on Melanie for raising such a racket so he raised a racket to shut her up...how was that smart?

"I'm none to happy about you guys trying to steal my prize away from me," said Trevor as he took a step forward, "so how about I take your lives as an apology?" His hands flashed up to his face.

"Well, you see...I'M none to happy about getting killed," explained Ridley as he took a step back trying to judge whether or not he'd be able to escape past them. It hurt him to leave Mikoto behind like this, but he figured his life was better than no one's. "I was just about to..." Ridley was cut off as Melanie stepped in front of him, putting an arm out to hold him back.

"Don't you even think about ditching out on us," instructed Melanie. "After I'm done cutting his head off, I'm coming back for you and that ugly hag comment." Ridley grimaced as he took a step back. The air around her was definitely different. Back when she wanted to kill him it only made him more energized. It was almost a cute kind of angry, but now anything that even resembled cuteness had been killed off by some form of intense fire. Ridley had to smile that this form of anger was reserved for Trevor and not him.

Trevor had a different thought about it. This was the first time in his life he had ever experienced such extreme blood-lust. He had lived and ate in this arena for quite some time and yet here he was the first time in his life facing off against someone who wanted his death more than they wanted their own life. He had to think if this was the kind of blood-lust he gave off naturally because if it was...he wasn't doing a good enough job. He felt nothing, especially no fear towards it. If he did feel anything it would probably be something bordering pride.

He had sat across from Melanie during countless Shichibukai meetings. He always found some form of satisfaction from killing her family and then being able to smile and share a meal with her. It was sick, he knew it, he never knew why he enjoyed it as much as he did, but he did. And during those meetings he felt nothing like this, not even when she got heated at any of the other Shichibukais, but now as he stood in front of her he felt this sort of tension...and he was the reason behind it! It was a sort of like her admitting that he mattered this much to her. It made him feel important.

Trevor smiled as he took a step forward waving both Karasu and Makada off. They both grunted a bit, but obliged him in this single selfish act. They moved back and allowed Trevor to take the lead against Melanie. "So anything you want to know about your deceased family? How old they were when I killed them? What they looked like? Perhaps their last words?"

Melanie breathed deeply and instead of replying with words, she rushed in. Despite her haste she was still a good fighter, her stance showed no openings and she had no weaknesses as she rushed in at Trevor. She brought her sword around with a frightening amount of speed and power. Trevor leaned back and avoided the slash, the smug and idiotic smirk still painted on his face. Even though Melanie's slash was fast, her recovery was even faster. She brought her sword back to her side and jumped back before Trevor had recovered from his sway. And, of course, like all skilled warriors Melanie took advantage of her better speed with a powerful step forward and even more powerful downwards slash.

Trevor's Haki covered hands quickly shot and clapped together with the sword in-between them holding it still mid-slash. "Oh, you care more about killing me than your own family?" asked Trevor, "I'm surprised that you are that twisted. Shouldn't you hold yourself in a slightly higher esteem?"

In response to his poking quips Melanie lifted the handle of her blade up and subsequently lowered the tip, then she shoved her body weight down on it, breaking through Trevor's block and thrusting it downwards for his heart. Trevor rolled to the side, spinning out from underneath Melanie and breaking away. However, in doing so it could not be avoided that he nicked his arm on her blade as he tried to bring it back with him. The small amount of blood that trickled from his new wound didn't bother him, he simply waved it off and focused on Melanie. He once more shot her look of praise rather than anger, like he was happy for her that she managed to hit him. This look only caused Melanie's grip on her sword to tighten even more.

The exchange began again, once more Melanie began it rushing in with her sword at the ready. She slashed sideways, but as soon as she noticed that Trevor was preparing to dodge it she brought it back to her side. And it was lucky that she did as soon as the blade cleared his range, he rushed forward and fired his own slashing attack with his hand. She twisted her sword and brought the hilt around, blocking his slash with the bottom of her hilt. The attack still forced her hand away, but it still managed to lessen the full strength of his blow.

Trevor flexed his hand opening it up and fired a five fingered jab with his only hand, if it would hit Melanie would have five separate holes in her. Melanie brought her sword up and brought it down, slashing for the space in between each finger. No matter how strong his Haki made him, she was determined to cut through him. Trevor brought his fingers together and the two warrior's weapons clashed. Trevor's tightly clasped hand was managed to withstand the blow once more without losing any blood.

Trevor didn't hesitate to continue his onslaught unlike Melanie who was stuck with only weapon, Trevor had two. He leaned forward and brought his second hand forward and aiming to gouge out a chunk of Melanie's abdomen. Rather than stepping backwards and avoiding the blow, Melanie stepped forward and put her weight forward slamming her entire body forward and throwing Trevor off balance and knocking him back. He quickly regained his balance and took another swinging step forward for Melanie already beginning to try to gouge out Melanie's side again.

However, this time Melanie had her sword free rather than busy holding off his other hand, so she move it towards his hand, but she did something different this time. She brought her knee upwards and her sword hilt downwards. They both collided into Trevor's hand at the same time. Her knee slamming into the bottom of his wrist while the sword's hilt smashed into his hand. Trevor grimaced in pain and recoiled his hand and while he was at it, he stretched his fingers down and sliced her leg up leaving five distinct scratches sliding down her legs. He quickly broke back separating himself from her as she fired another quick slash aiming to behead him this time, dodging it by a hair.

"Shichibukai's are definitely worth it, I've killed a lot of men in my time, but you are definitely one of the best...not the best...that's my little friend back there," said Trevor pointing backwards at Mikoto.

"Suddenly I feel dirty..." muttered Mikoto looking down at himself. "I think I'd rather not be the best...let that be Melanie."

Melanie breathed deeply as she tried to remain calm every time she saw his face or heard his voice, she felt an insane amount of rage. She wanted to cut his head off, but the last time they fought she let her anger get the better of her and she lost. She had to remain and clam and not lose, she had to kill him and revenge her family if she had to swallow her rage in order to do that so be it.

"Something's wrong with the boss," stated Makada. Karasu looked over at him, wondering what he was talking about. "I've seen him fight, but this is different. Ordinarily he is completely obsessed with killing...this is different. He seems to have something else pressing on his mind this fight, something other than killing."

"Huh..." muttered Karasu as his hand clasped around his mouth. Trevor had always been an emotional unstable person, he had always been a murderer. His mind has always had one thing on it, killing. If that was the case...would this change be for better or worse? A killing machine 2.0? It made him a little anxious already.

Trevor smiled as his two arms dropped loosely to his sides. "Dead is the merry boy, killed is the merry girl...broken is the merry toy, ruined is the merry world," began Trevor as his body started to sway forward and backwards, his eyes locked onto Melanie.

Melanie's eyes became flushed with rage as she felt the song start. Her mind flashed to her parent's and brother's presumably last moments, listening to that stupid song. She felt a shocking large amount of pity and she couldn't help, but rush forward. Her anger fueling her steps made her move even faster towards him, burning more energy as she made her move. A powerful sideways swing came out aiming at his neck, a surefire killing blow if it connected. However, Trevor had no intention of letting it connect. His hands flew up, one to catch the blade, other one to sever the hand holding it.

Melanie twisted her hand, turning the blade around and changing its target. Trevor reacted just as fast. His hands couldn't match the speed, but his Haki could. He quickly used Haki to reinforce his head. Her blade smashed into Trevor's head, skipping like a stone up into the air after it made contact. Trevor flinched as his head was forced back from the hit. He quickly jumped backwards, quickly separating them from each other. The attack had managed to scrape some skin off and it hurt like hell, but if it wasn't for Trevor's Haki it was possible that the attack would've just split his head wide open. He had to admit, it wasn't very often one had to use Haki on their own head to protect themselves.

"Maybe you should play some music to Trevor's song, Ridley," offered Mikoto. He waited a few seconds and when nobody responded, he looked around and noticed that surprisingly he wasn't around. "Where did Ridley go?"

(-With Ridley-)

Ridley bolted through the halls at a break neck pace. It wasn't an act of cowardice, it was simply playing to the best odds. If he would've stayed there he would've wound up getting into a fight with either Trevor or Melanie, not to mention with both Karasu and Makada as well. He highly doubted he could handle all of them, his best bet would be to just disappear for the time being and then come back with more help...maybe drag Enma and Maria along.

The only problem was that Trevor, Karasu, and Makada would be all together. Even if he could drag Enma and Maria along that probably they were still going to be in trouble. Karasu and Trevor are both said to be on Shichibukai level...that just meant that Makada was the weakest link amongst the group. Then again the best case scenario would be if everybody left after the fight then he could slink in without any problems and free Mikoto. He could see Karasu losing interest in the fight after it ended and maybe Makada would accidentally leave the keys in the room again, even if he didn't Zesiro could probably cut the bars or maybe Maria could break them. However, the more and more he thought about it the more and more unlikely it seemed.

Shichibukai Versus Shichibukai!

Ridley isn't being cowardly per say, he just has his best self-interest at heat. His plan is to run and keep on running to stay alive for an extended period of time. He wants to LIVE! But other than him, Melanie and Trevor are still going to have at it for awhile. Let's just see how that turns out.

Next up, its time to check on the currently out of it golem. He's may be knocked out cold and nearly dead, but that's no excuse for him not to have his own profile here!

Name: Hiro-shu

Weapons: My fists along with the power of the vessel, Iguko the Iron Giant.
Attacks:
Fist of Iron! Golem's Fury- One of my arms become encased in iron and with it one of my punches can shatter stones
Fists of Iron! Igoku's Hammer- I encase both of my arms in iron and then bring them together and swing them both downwards to deliver a devastating blow.
Forger's Fire! Iguko's Flame- I breathe fire from my mouth.
Forger's Fire! Shiba's Knuckle- Using Iguko's Flame I blow fire onto my fist and then use a powerful punch to finish off my opponent.
First Stage! Golem Brawler- My arms and legs become encased in iron. It becomes hard to move with the extra weight, but my power goes up. Its just trading speed for power.
Second Stage! Golem Guard- My whole body becomes encased in iron giving me an appearance similar to that of a gladiator. I can move again, but once more not as fast as most people.
Third Stage! Golem Berserker- Once more I encase my entire body in iron, but this time I let Iguko take control and his power causes my body to grow to gargantuan sizes and I lose control of my body attacking things randomly.

Appearance:
I'm large and stocky I am about 6'2 with black and messy hair. Some problems early on in life and possibly a side effect of becoming a vessel my left eye is black while my right is a rusted brown color. When I became a vessel I suffered from a large amount of trauma at the same time, so I'm unsure of what caused it. I wear a plain white T-shit and a brown leather jacket, I've had it a while so its a little worse for the wear, but it keeps me warm. I also wear regular dark jeans and some hiker boots.

Personality: I am generally a very calm person. People tend to avoid me, probably due to the fact that I'm kind of freak due to my vessel powers, but if someone needs help I'm not going to turn a blind eye. I'm not the most talkative person, but when I do say I like to think its something important.

Mikoto: Nice fellow. I trust him one-hundred percent.

Ridley: His music can be annoying at times, but he keeps the crew lively. Without him I don't know what we'd do all day.

Sage: A good woman. She may not be the strongest in a fight, but she's nice and helpful around the ship.

Zesiro: We're both navigators, strong fighters, and fairly smart. We're pretty similar at times.

Enma: He is a good guy even if he has his moments of unimaginable creepiness.

Maria: She's a fighter. She'd rather die than lose. That may be problem later on...