One Last Chance Gamble!

Trevor's hand soared forward for Melanie's neck. Melanie prepped herself and began to prepare to lunge forward. Trevor's aim was for Melanie's neck, but Melanie was aiming for Trevor's head, right between the eyes. He'd get a mighty fine look at his own death for the millisecond he would be conscious.

Makada, Karasu, and Mikoto all watched on. Makada had already summed it all up, Trevor's win it had become one-hundred percent obvious to anyone who was watching. His boss was the unequaled in terms of killing prowess and fighting prowess, the fight was over the instant Trevor became sucked up into this fight and prepared for the fight. He wasn't going to lose. Karasu was holding his back his laughter, the fight was truly enjoyable and even though he knew the chances of a comeback was nearly reduced to 0, he had noticed was Trevor noticed the faint glimmer behind Melanie's eyes and that glimmer was the most dangerous thing in the world. Mikoto had no opinion on the fight and just watched on, he couldn't do anything else at the moment being locked up and all. So, he just watched and learned a bit more about Trevor.

Trevor's hand rushed in, it wasted no time in gaining the distance to Melanie's neck. It was no or never, he couldn't back out now. She roared forward, bringing her sword up and at Trevor's temple. The sword grew ever closer as the momentum from Trevor's own rush caused him to come crashing towards it. Trevor's own foolhardy desire to kill was going to do him in! Melanie knew how he would act and that he wouldn't be able to stop due to his own full-throttle rush, he was about to be skewered.

Only problem was he stopped.

His body skidded to a stop right in front of her sword, his hand continued its arc swiping across barely breezing by Melanie's neck. She was stunned as she sat there that her last-ditch plan had failed her. Trevor wore a similar face of stunned amazement. He stood there for a few seconds looking down at her, finally he retracted his arm letting it flop back to place by his side. He turned around and looked at Makada. "Lock her up, too."

Makada rushed forward, Trevor was obviously in a foul mood, so Makada wished not to be a part of the solution, which would undoubtedly be a manslaughter later. He quickly locked a pair of seastone handcuffs in place on Melanie's wrists. Makada led her into the cage and forced her in. Mikoto looked over as she plopped onto the cell's floor. He couldn't have rushed out if he wanted to due to the chains, so he just sat quietly.

"Get out," stated Trevor in a low voice. Makada rushed out of the room, he didn't particularly like acting like the guy's minion, but he didn't have too much of a choice. The last shred of his warrior's code prevented him from mowing him down right after a fight, especially since Trevor didn't do anything Makada found despicable or annoying. So, Makada just swallowed a little dignity and left his boss to do as he pleased.

Karasu didn't seem to have the same principles as Makada and remained in the room with a smug smile on his face. "Getting old, aren't we?" asked Karasu hiding back a snicker. While Trevor may be injured, Karasu was missing an arm a fight wouldn't exactly be a good thing for either one at this point. Trevor hissed at him and went back to arranging his skulls. "Come on, I was your captain for several years! You can tell me!" shouted Karasu shortening Trevor's fuse. "What's the matter don't wanna tell me that you couldn't kill another person?"

Trevor rushed towards Karasu, but Karasu was just as fast already lifting his one arm up and preparing for an exchange of blows, of course in terms of power and speed Karasu would win due to Trevor's injuries. Trevor scoffed at the thought and turned back around, "I wanna prolong her suffering is all," he muttered.

Mikoto smiled as he noted the a very powerful skill of the Blackwell family was annoying people. Like father like son. Ridley's own behavior and questions irritated the rest of the crew and he guessed that Karasu would be doing the same thing to Trevor for the same reasons.

"Come on, first mate!" laughed Karasu, no longer afraid of holding back. "You couldn't kill the kid and now that woman walks away from you?" He jabbed two of his gigantic fingers over at Melanie and Mikoto. "Got a soft spot for kids and women, do you? If I remember correctly the old Trevor didn't have a soft spot for anyone, maybe your entire body's gone soft! I bet you little kindergartener's have colder blood then you nowadays!"

It was obvious that Karasu was pressing the right buttons as Trevor flinched slightly. "I could kill them whenever I want!" shouted Trevor stepping forward and flashing his bleeding claws at Karasu, "I just want to enjoy them a bit longer! That's all!" Trevor was about to lunge past Karasu and out into the hall and leave this place behind, it was apparent he wasn't going to enjoy any more of his precious skull collection, but then he saw Karasu's missing arm. Karasu wasn't the only one who knew the other one's buttons. "What about you? And that arm of yours...or lack of an arm, that is! Gonna tell us what happened, some guy beat you up and took your arm as a prize! I prefer the skull, but everybody's got a thing."

"I gave it to the new generation," stated Karasu trying to act calm, but several of the veins in his head became prominent. "A trophy from the old generation, you can say. They were some strong little shits, so I figured I'd let them have it. Unlike you who is just playing around with them!"

"Go Karasu!" shouted Mikoto from the cell. Karasu and Trevor both shot Mikoto the evil eye, causing him to shrink back into his cage. Karasu breathed out heavily, realizing that at this point he just wanted to bash someone's head in. Karasu smiled as he looked over at Trevor, still visibly fuming at the accusations and Mikoto's unwanted cheering. Finally, Karasu decided to speak up.

"His name was Karasawa," coughed up Karasu, "he said he was helping out the Revolutionaries for the time being, his boss told him to do so. He wanted to acquire my help for the time being in order to bring in the next great Era. An era of anarchy, he said. I don't particularly mind helping out the Revolutionaries, but there was something wrong about this man. He came to me with three others backing him up, each one of them gave off the same kind of aura. I would've helped them out regardless of their aura, but they wanted to get their hands on something even I wouldn't touch with a ten-foot iron pole."

"You mean those rumors are true?" asked Trevor his curiosity peaking in Karasu's story. "I've heard that the Blackmarket had been selling something that closely resembled...THAT." Trevor stated his mind swimming with ideas.

"You can say the name out loud, these kids probably know what is," bolstered Karasu, "and the rumors are true. We recently got our hands on something related to the Legendary Weapon, Pluton. All the real blueprints were destroyed, this one was just designed and never carried out. It was said that is was designed to oppose Pluton, but something happened to its creator before the plans were finished from what I can tell...it is definitely a devastating ship. The Unfinished Legendary Weapon, Jupiter."

Melanie gasped and leaned forward banging her head on the bars, "I can't believe you lowly...pirate got your hands...on something like that! Burn it! Make sure it never sees the light of day!" The revival of the ancient weapons was something that was widely discussed between the Marines and as a result the Shichibukai also commonly discussed it. She was vehemently against it, but it seemed like very few of the Shichibukai's were against. Trevor was all for it.

"Shut up!" shouted Karasu, "I'm not going to burn it, besides its only half-completed. The back half of the ship is designed, but that's it! The front half was never completed, the creator died before he could finish it! I've been keeping it more as a treasure than anything else. I couldn't revive it I know that's for sure. Anyways, that's what Karasawa wanted. The blueprints, he said his boss could revive it or create a new duplicate. I'm against the revival of those things...an all powerful weapon means that that would be the only weapon sold and all of a sudden I got a billion belies worth of useless inventory!"

Trevor bit his lip as he thought of the idea of the all-powerful weapon being under his command, he liked the idea of no opposition whatsoever, but that was where the joy ended. He highly doubted a ship would allow him to rush up and cut people's heads off...it just wasn't as personal firing cannons at people to kill them. He needed the feel of flesh tearing.

"Anyways, when I turned him down. Karasawa sic'ed one of his dogs on me," muttered Karasu. "His dog was more like a wolf and tore my arm off with some sort of flaming sword. Karasawa let me live because he said that they'd need the black market to be remain fully functional for awhile...only god knows what they are planning to do."

"Did they get the blueprints from you?" asked Trevor with just a little bit too much of an interest in the story. Karasu pounded his fist on the table with an obvious apprehension to the accusation.

"NO! They didn't get them!" shouted Karasu. "They got close, but they didn't actually get them! And now I definitely don't want them to have it! If those kids were to get their hands on them it would be the end of the world! Revolutionaries, bah! Those were anarchists! Only reason why they are on the sides of the Revolutionaries are so they can fight and say they have a worthy cause!"

"Do you really care why people fight?" asked Trevor with a gleeful smile. "The only that I care about is how much blood they shed and when I can kill them! You were the same! You never cared who got hurt as long as you got paid...have you grown soft as well as old?" Trevor turned the tables around on Karasu who had early said that he had grown soft. Mikoto piped up, hoping to see another fight break out between two titans. He felt like cheering once more, but remembered the last time he tried something of that sorts he got yelled at so, he just remained quiet.

Karasu backed away first. He really wasn't in the mood for a fight to break out especially against someone like Trevor. He would just wait, besides Mashiba's victory in the URA was just around the corner and ticking off the boss would probably lower the pay. While he did enjoy a fresh fight every now and then and a spar with Trevor sounded nice, the last thing he wanted to do was wind-up wounded and without pay.

Trevor knew better then to pry and like Karasu believed avoiding a fight would be the best choice here. He backed up and looked back at Melanie. His toothy grin flashing back at her. "I'll kill you tomorrow...or maybe the day after that...it depends on how my mood is. I've only killed one other Shichibukai before and that was so quick...I want to savor this one." Melanie wasn't sure if he meant if or if he was just trying to show off to Karasu that he hadn't gone soft yet, but either way she responded by sticking her tongue out at him. Trevor laughed it off, accepting it as the last desperate act of a girl who lost a fight. He and Karasu left. A small amount of bickering could be heard in the hall.

"Crap," muttered Melanie as she laid back against the cold hard cell wall, trying to relax in this rather terrible predicament. Trevor hadn't really ordered a nurse in to help her stop from bleeding. If it kept up it could be possible that she would just bleed out before Trevor got to have his fun. "Shit, I hope Makada forgets the keys to this cell again."

"Makada didn't forget the keys to this cell," said Mikoto looking over at Melanie. Melanie perked up at those words hoping to gain some new information. "Somebody else did. I don't remember who, though..." Melanie's head dropped at that, she was stuck in a cell with an idiot. "Do you know any good songs?" asked Mikoto.

The Next Chance…

A Possibly Powerful Alliance is Formed

Remember last time when I mentioned how I always lose my flash drive, guess what? I lost another one! Sort of…it fried. Got destroyed beyond repair and I lost one chapter of Saga, so it is under repair. Also this chapter was over 2000 words when I last checked...I think goblins are getting on my computer during the night and shortening my chapters!

This is arc is winding down I PROMISE…it has been going on a little too long even for me. I recently started writing the climax, so trust me…almost there. Another…few chapters to go.

Also, I plan to update next Tuesday to get onto a better schedule...so...yeah for you guys!