Another Villain?

Everyone in the room seemed to freeze as those words hung in the air for a few seconds before the bounty hunter seemed to finally shake the reality of it away. He had a gun to her head, she couldn't do anything about it. "Sure thing, sugar," he said, a devious smile crossing his face as he looked at her. He wouldn't mind having both of them, but this one was to be turned in for money…so he supposed he would just have to live with it. "I hope your cute little friend there is a virgin." He saw Rosa's body shift only an inch, but still for some reason he felt like he should be on the defensive. It was suddenly like he was staring down the barrel of a cannon looking down at her, like he was in a cage with a wild animal, like he had just put one foot in the grave. However, he soon reminded himself that he had the gun and she didn't. He was in control. "Don't make me shoot you!" he shouted. He would rather not as he would lose some of her precious bounty, but if it needed to be done it needed to be done, simple as that.

"Oh, yeah," said Rosa standing up and looking at him, "shoot me with what?" The man laughed, impressed the young girl could still try to spout such nonsense. However, Rosa soon turned around and left, "come on Lily, let's get out of here." Somehow the action seemed to have snapped Lily out of her funk if only for a moment, it was clear that in a few moments if she didn't get out of here she'd probably return to the prison in her mind. Rosa's one clear objective was to get her out of here before it happened.

"Where do you think you're going!" shouted the bounty hunter swiveling around and bringing his arm up and aiming it right at her head, he was an excellent shot, so excellent he didn't even need to pay attention to his gun's barrel and knew instantly when he locked onto her head just from the feel. He pulled the trigger…however, nothing happened. He tried to do it again, but a similar feeling of emptiness happened…it wasn't that his hand was empty…no, it felt stranger than that. He tried to grasp the cold metal of his gun, but couldn't find it…he looked down at his hand and was surprised to find his gun was missing…however, the more shocking part. The part that made him scream like a little girl was the fact that his hand was gone as well, cut clean off at the wrist. He flew backward, collapsing onto the ground, blubbering about something before Rosa turned around and brought her sword up, pointing the tip at his throat.

"You're lucky I don't want to have your dirty, disgusting life on my blade for the rest of my life," Rosa pivoted away and quickly made for the door. The saying hung in the air for a few seconds…everybody understood what it meant…it meant she understood the consequences of taking somebody else's life and didn't want to have to deal with it over her head for the rest of her life. The bounty hunter was still on the ground, except he had retreated his legs up and to his chest, clutching them tightly. 'Scarlet Sword' Rosa…an accurate name the group had supposed as they moved her bounty poster out and onto the walls. Definitely a scary title, but one that fit her to the T. A demonic swordsman. Most incredible sword wounds would be terrifying gnashes that caused the most amount of pain possible. This was done only when an incredible amount of power was applied behind the blade. Those were similar to Zesiro's monstrous cuts. However, this one was of a different vein in its entirety, a cut so clean, so swift, so masterful that the one cut didn't even know they had been. Legends of such an incredible power was passed down throughout the generations again and again. It existed in the last pirate era as well…a tale as old as time…the man called 'Humming Sword' Brooke. It looked like the legend continued to this day, but in a different form.

Rosa came out to the crew and they were eagerly awaiting both her and the information they had asked her to gather, namely how Shane got his bounty. "Sorry, guys," she said as she sheathed her sword, not wanting them to see the new blood stain coating it. "But it looks like I got a bounty as well." It wasn't surprising to the crew, she was probably the one who deserved it the most seeing as she caused trouble to the top executioner as well as the Head Guard, but they still felt sorry for her…this meant she was branded a pirate for all eternity. She couldn't go back home and rest with Lily. However, this still didn't mean she was joining up with them…she could just as easily put the past behind her.

It looked like the rest of the day would be a mixture of boring and unnecessary worry. Shane's bounty was still unknown as well as why he was so hell bent on fighting Mikoto. Was it really just for fun? And did that make it better or worse than if he had some kind of personal vendetta? It was really questionable. The crew would just have to wait and see what tomorrow will bring.

(-In the Blue Seas-)

Armani Dove sprang out of bed, his head cramping again as another vision poured into his head. Doctors had classified this as an extreme case of Haki, a natural gift mixed with some supernatural force, but whatever it was didn't matter. The only thing that did matter was that Armani Dove was gifted with random pangs of visions from random points in time. He didn't know when or even if it would happen, but he saw it all. And this was the same disaster he had seen back at the URA. He cursed himself, knowing that Shane probably didn't take his advice and decided to fight Mikoto anyways. He still couldn't believe the disasters that would befall if they did. However intense this vision was it soon passed and he stretched out, relaxing once more to calm himself down. He stretched out and looked over at his calendar.

He had officially joined the Revolutionaries…it wasn't his goal or anything of that sort. It just sort of happened, plus it made sense in the long run. The winds of a new era were blowing strong…and they were blowing in the favor of the Revolutionaries. He had gotten on that ship knowing it would be taken over by the Revolutionaries rather easily, knowing that Trevor would be released and the entire ship would be turned into a carnal blood bath. Melanie had disappeared though, she had gotten off of that ship the first chance she got taking Simon Dew with her. Apparently being with the Marines didn't sit very well for either Shichibukai. He got up and moved through the ship they were on, they hadn't reached the base yet and Armani Dove had to wonder if they were being given the run around. Maybe the Revolutionaries weren't too thrilled about having him and Trevor on their team? He wouldn't blame them.

He looked in on the training room to see Trevor and Renvont going at it going. The two of them had become fast friends…or rivals. He wasn't quite sure which one it was, but they loved fighting against each other. They would exchange blows hundreds of times a day and each time the Revolutionaries would gather to watch the two blood-thirsty warriors do battle. It was surprising how equal they had become over the weeks or so since they had met. Originally Renvont was stronger, not by much, but by enough to overwhelm the poor Shichibukai. It was amazing and heartwarming to know they had had someone of so much power on their side…until the moment came when Trevor had overwhelmed him right back. The power shift between them had continued, each one spurring the other one with every win. In the end it was hard to tell who would win their final bout. Trevor had certainly turned over a new leaf though…and it was for the worst.

Each and every single time he won he would try his best to drive his hand through Renvont's throat and nearly succeeded a couple of times if it weren't for Jugo watching and intervening several times. He had apparently decided to never give anyone any mercy, he would kill everyone without so much as a second thought. And he was capable of it, too. Even since Trevor was born he had an unnatural strength in his Haki and his own body. He could overwhelm people in moments with a crazed look in his eye. And that was just with his sheer natural talent. He never exercised or worked out, he could kill people using pure talent. That had changed as well. A bitter taste was left in his mouth due to his loss and he never wanted to experience something like that again. So he trained, he trained harder and faster than most other Revolutionaries. His talent made it easy for him to jump right up to the highest level of training and he accelerated right past those marks. If he kept this up he could forget about being a Shichibukai…he would be a freakin' Yonkou!

Armani Dove straightened his back and headed forward. His vision was still burning itself into his head. He could see it as vivid as night and day. Mikoto and Shane were standing atop of a cloud island, burning ruins surrounding them. The entire island had been destroyed. The villages, towns, buildings had all been reduced to dust. He had no idea what caused it, but surely those two pirates in the middle had had some hand in doing it. It was impossible to believe it could be anything else when those two were involved. Two of the impossible super rookies of this generation…as much as Armani hoped those two didn't fight…he also wished he could see it with his own eyes. He paused as he looked to the side, half dreaming as he continued to think about his vision. It was hard to be certain, but as far as Armani could tell…he would place it back at the URA. That was the beginning of the fall, the fall of the World Government.

The World Government was pretty much drying up now. The gorosei had become a bunch of old relics, not only did the last Pirate King succeed, but now…now they were already starting to flounder. A Celestial Dragon had defected to the side of the pirates and brought a large following with him, the strength of the Revolutionary army had basically just doubled thanks to him. He was a legendary man, a Celestial Dragon that exceeded their reputation. He kept his promises, donated his money, competed (and won) in several martial arts tournament. He was hero for the people. Nobody disliked him, Armani supposed he just decided to stop doing things halfway and went all the way. He would completely revise the World Government, even if it meant having to destroy it. In other words the golden boy of the World Government and he just diverged from the path they wanted him on.

After him was the fact that Trevor, him, Renvont, and Jugo were all on the same team now. Trevor and Renvont were two horrors that had qualities to make them Shichibukai and mass murderers. No deadlier combination existed and the fact that they were on the same team could spell certain doom to anyone who met them. Jugo was already a feared pirate that boasted an impressive amount of power that too few and too far men could match. People ran in fear of him just at the slightest sight of him. Armani Dove had similar status and many men would run away from him. Ignoring just that even these random visions could further elevate the position of the Revolutionaries. They could show up and prevent the worst disasters from taking place and earn the favor of everyone. The Marines would nearly crap their pants if they saw these guys stayed team up like this and Armani Dove doubted they would be able to break them up any time soon. The world was heading for anarchy.

(-With Shane-)

"Who did this?" asked Shane as he was arriving back home from a short walk. He needed to cool his body down after all that strenuous exercise, a nice short jaunt was actually exactly what he had needed, but now that he was back home he immediately regretted it. His ship was destroyed! The mast had been completely uprooted from the ship along with any of the boards around it, the flag had been ripped right down the middle, every single inch of his ship had been turned into a massive piece of rubble. Shane paused looking over it as Suzanne took this opportunity and grabbed his arm. Shane ran up to his ship and looked around at it, surveying the damages while Suzanne rushed to try and catch up to him. His entire body was rising and falling with every extreme breath he took. He was angry. Shane moved off of the ship just as Suzanna caught up.

"What happened?" he voice wavered as she looked over at him, watching him as he threw himself off of the ship and onto the ground. He turned around and looked at the hull of the ship, just to see a massive hole in the front. Suzanne soon came rushing down to him, carrying his massive weapon struggling to carry it with both of her arms, a halberd with blades on all side and on both ends. She tossed it to him and he caught it and hefted it with just one of his arms although it looked like he could hold it with just his pinkie finger. Suzanne looked back behind her and at the sight of their ship and then back down to Shane, she wondered where the rest of her crew was. Shane had probably pushed that though to the back of his mind and decided to focus instead on finding out who had done this. Suzanne wanted to be with Shane, but she also knew the rest of her crew needed some attention. She turned around and headed back into the depths of the ship in search of them leaving Shane to find his next opponent.

Shane paused for a second looking behind him and at his ship…along with the ship resting on the waters gently next to it. The Infinity Pirates! They probably did this! Annoyed with him for taking their ship they took out their anger on his! Shane growled, his face growing darker as he moved forward. A small inn rested on his right, he tensed his hands up and knew he had to get some of this anger out of him. He pressed his right hand onto the ship and let out a deep breath while he focused entirely on his hand. Suddenly the little wooden inn exploded, going up in flames and sending debris in every direction like a one ton fragmentation grenade. Shane rolled his shoulders and stretched his neck, he still wasn't satisfied and he wouldn't be until he smashed the head of the guy who did this to his ship into the ground! He looked around, this would be over quickly.

What Makes a Pirate Deadly

Shane is the work of Shadow40000. I already stated that in an earlier chapter back in the URA and I basically said that everybody on Shane's crew is a work of Shadow 40000, but still. Here I repeat myself.

Sometimes I worry that the T-rating of this story isn't enough. I mean after having Ridley's mom get shot before his eyes, Trevor, and now Rosa slicing a man's hand clean off...I wonder if I should update the rating to M...I mean I don't use horrible language, this story is about as deprived of sexual content as a story can be (aside from jokes), but still...I do have those moments where it definitely doesn't seem like a T-rating fits it...oh, well.

I also feel pretty calm in letting you guys in on some other news. I mentioned awhile back that I got bored and wrote a new One Piece OC story...well, I just finished off Chapter 11 for that so it looks like its going to become a thing. I'll probably wait until I get 15 chapters of backlog before I start uploading it so I feel safe uploading it even if my inspiration for it does taper off or school gets in the way. However, I hereby raise the flag and ask will you help me start a third killer One Piece SYOC? Send in your characters! Your islands! Your panties! Wait, panties? Brooke get out of here...anyways, send in your characters and I'll do my best to do them justice. I wanna call it another pirate story in the same vein as Saga...but that doesn't quite summarize it. And since I don't want to write a fifty page summary here...I'll post it up on my Profile to give you a feel for it. Its in the Future Works Section titled 'Sights Set on the Sky'.

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