Shichibukai Versus Shichibukai!
Karasu curved his eyebrow and looked around him, trying to see if his son was just sneaking around once more, but when he found nothing he smiled. He supposed in the end Ridley was just as good as dead anyways, so why hurry up the process. He looked over at Makada who seemed less than surprised. He probably noticed Ridley had left earlier, but didn't want to speak up cause he didn't want to ruin Trevor's fun. That could easily result in his own death penalty. Even though at this rate Karasu hardly doubted a cannon going off aimed at him, could ruin Trevor's fun.
When they were off at sea Karasu may have been the captain, but that was more due to the men's trust in him and his own strategy than his strength. In all honest when it comes to outright killing of men, Karasu...no, no human being on this planet could possibly surpass Trevor. Trevor was not only experienced in killing, but he also fully enjoyed it. Fights, slaughters, executions, he would watch them all with a smiling face. He didn't even care who it was as long as there was guts and gore.
That was what Trevor was doing right now, fully enjoying himself as he attacked Melanie. Karasu actually felt a twinge of sorrow for the poor girl. Trevor was a true demon. Karasu still remembered when they first met. Trevor had just finished slaughtering another island and Karasu extended him a hand. He wanted that power on his side with it Karasu knew they could achieve amazing odds and they did. They made it all the way to the New World, Karasu smiled remembering that glorious moment from his past. Standing at that edge between the graveyard of the Grand Line and the hell of the New World. However, bigger things had called Karasu to the Black Market and away from his crew. He had no regrets, Trevor apparently did. He just couldn't stop.
Karasu reached over and massaged the stub of where his arm should be. He hoped Trevor realized that they were just getting old. They were relics from the past era. Karasu realized that their time was almost up, his time definitely was. He was already nearing his 60's, Trevor was probably closing in on 40. While their experience could make up for a certain amount, the energy and strength of youth was too much for them to overcome. 20 years ago Karasu realized this fact and accepted it, he retired and went into Black Market sales, he even tried to have a family. Of course, the last one failed, but nonetheless he enjoyed his job almost as much as Trevor enjoyed killing...except Trevor couldn't kill further, eventually his age will drag him down and if not his age, then the new generation will do so through sheer grit and force. Why? Because that's just the way things are. The new generation is destined to surpass the old one. And he was sure all the old Pirate Kings would agree with him on that subject.
Trevor seemed to have no such worries though in this battle. He moved like he always did, drawing closer and closer to his opponent. His movement still based off of a pendulum that was made to keep up with his haunting song. He rushed forward, his body rotating around as his arm spiraled about smashing forward towards Melanie. Melanie brought her sword forth and blocked his random slashing attack, but that wasn't quite enough as soon as he made contact he rotated around and brought his other hand forward. His hand came swinging forward aiming for Melanie's side. Melanie rotated her blade around and tried to block the swinging hand with her sword's hilt. It barely absorbed the blow as Trevor's hand smashed into it.
Melanie quickly brought her blade around, switching from defense to offense in a few seconds. She brought her sword down and trying to take out Trevor with a powerful slash. Trevor jumped backwards, quickly distancing himself from her. Immediately he lashed out, shooting his hand forward with a powerful thrust intending to spear Melanie's stomach straight out of her body. Melanie swung her blade forward parrying Trevor's thrust to the side. She rotated her blade downwards and then stepped in, firing her own thrust for Trevor's body.
It was only a flash, but almost immediately Melanie backed off sending her own body back and out of Trevor's range as he brought his second hand swinging around while Melanie was trying to stab him. She didn't get to follow through with her attack, she guessed that ultimately Trevor's drive to kill was actually higher than his drive to live. It was actually weird to meet a man, who was so obsessed with killing.
Melanie pushed those thoughts out of her head, she didn't care how weird Trevor was, he was going to die by her blade. She rushed forward, twisting her body and sending her sword forward and aiming for Trevor's head. Trevor brought his hand forward and aimed for Melanie's head. They both twisted to try and avoid the other's killing strike, both of them getting nicked in the cheek in the process. Melanie brought her weight forward and prepared to continue the fight.
She had the upmost confident in her skills. If Zesiro's strength was his sheer power and Rosa's was her speed, Melanie's was her skill. She could change her sword's direction mid-slash without losing any power or speed, she could go from offense to defense in the blink of the eye. However, this did not mean she lacked power or speed, she had plenty of that too. She also had another strength her Devil Fruit.
"Stop!" sung Melanie. Melanie had the powers of one of the most alluring creature in mythology, the siren. Whatever orders she sung people would feel memorized to follow. True, there were some limitations to it and for some reason some people, like Ridley were immune to it, but she knew very well that he was a freaky exception. However, it seemed like Trevor was too.
Trevor rushed forward, firing another thrust with his hand. Melanie skillfully parried it to the side and knocked it away, she was amazed at Trevor's ability to refuse her powers, but why could he? Makada immediately laughed and answered her unasked question. "You really think you can tell Trevor to stop when he's like this? Every fiber of Trevor's being is focused on the battle, when he's like this he can't hold back! Even if his own brain told his body to stop, his body wouldn't be able to. That's just the kind of guy he is. And that's if your stupid command even broke through the fog of war that surrounds him at this point."
Melanie frowned, but she accepted it as probably true. She had thought of it as a long shot ever since they started to fight, which was why she never wasted a second trying it. She figured it was worth the risk to gain a quick upper-hand, but it didn't pan out like she had hoped. Nonetheless she still didn't waver in her conviction. She brought her sword up and into the air, lowering it slowly until it was matched up straight in between Trevor's eyes. She rotated her sword's handle and prepared for another thrust.
Her slid forward and straight through the air all the while aiming perfectly for the space in-between Trevor's eyes. Trevor swatted the sword aside and brought his hand upwards, performing something similar to an uppercut in motion. Melanie brought her hand down smashing it into the inside of Trevor's elbow and negating his punch. Trevor didn't care, he stepped forward another inch and brought his head forward, smashing it into Melanie's. Melanie reeled back, with small blood droplets flowing from her skull. Trevor used Haki to reinforce his own skull to make the headbutt even more forceful than a normal one would be.
Melanie was still stumbling and trying to regain her balance when Trevor rushed in again. His sharp hand cleaving through the air and at her neck. Melanie ducked down and used her sword as extra support. She jumped into the air and fired a quick kick forward at Trevor. Her short heels jabbed into his abdomen and pushed him back, however, that didn't stop him from firing another quick thrust that ultimately just caught air.
As soon as Melanie's feet hit the ground again, she charged forward and went back at Trevor her sword at the ready. She swung downwards, bringing the sword around and towards his shoulder. Trevor didn't care for it instead he stepped forward and fired his own forward thrust. Melanie ignored it and remained focused on her own slash. She would hit first and that would be it, the sword in his shoulder would force him to stop his attack. She was halfway right.
Her attack did in fact hit first, but due to Trevor's Haki it only pierced the skin and a little of the muscle beneath it, but it was mostly dealt as blunt damage. And that blunt damage didn't seem to bother Trevor much less cause him to stop his attack. Instead his attack kept going thrusting through the air and into Melanie's side. Her side was quickly gouged out, blood spilled out of her wound. She grunted at the pain, but she refused to fall down. She would defeat Trevor before she died.
Trevor rushed forward slashing out with his hand trying to gouge out a new mark on Melanie's face. Melanie rotated her blade upwards and brought it into Trevor's arm, once more it dug into his skin, but sadly Trevor's Haki once more protected his body from the deadly blade. Melanie stopped Trevor's thrust and held strong, preventing him from delivering the devastating thrust that he was trying to land.
Trevor smirked and brought his knee up, at this close of a range any inexperienced fighter could land a kick. Trevor's leg smashed into Melanie's side and wrenched her sword free from his arm. Trevor stepped forward and brought his newly freed hand forward aiming for Melanie's head. Melanie let her sword fly forward with a slash, bringing it in to meet with Trevor's thrust. Melanie's sword forced Trevor's hand back and into the air, with a fresh cut seeping into several of his fingers. Trevor didn't stop his relentless attacks, bringing his other free hand forward. Melanie didn't have enough time to block and was caught off guard, allowing Trevor to gouge out another chunk of her flesh.
Melanie collapsed to the ground, breathing heavily her entire body pooling on the ground. She was out of breath and weak. She lost the fight...no, she didn't! The fight wasn't over until Trevor killed her, that was both of their goals, the death of the other, so until one of them lied in a pool of their own blood, the fight would continue.
She would counter him. When Trevor would step forward to deal the finishing blow to her, she would thrust her sword forward and pierce his skull. She was confident she could do it, Trevor was predictable, he was the same as he always was. He wanted to kill and that would be when he revealed his greatest opening. He would move and aim for her neck to behead her. When he did that she would launch her own attack, she couldn't promise she would be alive at the end of it, but that was her goal. To kill Trevor!
Trevor stepped forward and looked at her, he stopped singing his song and closed his mouth, forming the most devilish grin possible. He looked at Melanie like how a pack of wolves would look at an injured deer. He usually cherished this moment, the moment of defeat! The only moment greater would be the moment of death. However, this time was different. She didn't look defeated. No, as she sat there and her own blood began spilling out of her injuries, she didn't look defeated. She still had some form of unflinching confidence and determination. Oh, well, he'd get rid of that face when I got rid of the head altogether!
Trevor rushed forward his Haki imbued hand surging for Melanie's neck. A new skull to add to his collection!
One Last Chance Gamble!
Many of you probably noticed that I do not have Enma's profile posted. Truth be told I have it on a flash drive that has recently gone missing. If you read these things you'd probably also notice that this is, like, the 15th since I started this story that I lost a flash drive. And I can guarantee this won't be the last. The profile thing will this be on a hiatus until I can hopefully locate it. If I can't within two-four weeks, I'll just move on to Maria.