Two Shichibukai

Aaron's legs tensed up, his muscles beginning to surge forward, readying themselves for the sudden and precise release of all of his force into the ground. He had already decided exactly how this was going to go down and was beginning to play the scenario out in his head. He would dash forward, bent over to make himself as small as possible, he would also keep his arms flung back behind him to make sure Alistair didn't grab a hold of them.

Once he had closed in he would swing around fake a right hook while really setting up a powerful left kick which would sweep in from below and sail right up. The target? It had to be something simple, effective, and easy to hit as Aaron wouldn't be able to fine tune during the process. His focused zoomed in and he locked in easier than he thought he would. His target was one of the weakest parts of the human body.

The chin. While there is a very hard bone in the chin, the problem is all access force deposited into the chin causes the head to snap back and as a result the snapping of the head forces all of the pain right back into the neck and could easily cause permanent damage, but even failing to do that the snap and then the snap back of the head also rattles the brain and can cause temporary and in extreme cases permanent brain damage.

"I don't even need to recreate Paradise," explained Alistair, "this island currently houses the original Paradise. Helen's secret, which alone caused a massive outbreak of war and favors being given to the queen for its secret. The only problem with that was it was Queen Helen's ultimate device and hers alone. She had crafted a unique fail safe system into it which required her to be present in order for it to even turn on. This fail safe secret of hers had been the very best protection for decades!

"However, I am going to break it! No, I already done have! While I go on my reign of terror across the Grand Line with Paradise Queen Helen will be standing besides me providing me with the power I need. Soon the entire world would be crushed beneath my boot heel."

"You say it as if I'm supposed to be scared of you," Aaron rocketed forward, a quick burst of speed to get him started. A seamless transition from the two to three foot boost of speed straight into a hook which arced in for his opponent's skull. However, Alistair didn't even budge as Aaron pivoted back around, recalling his feint to his side to set up for his real attack. A powerful swinging kick straight up and through the air aiming for Alistair's chin. The kick struck straight up without wavering in the slightest.

There didn't seem to be even a moment's hesitation for Alistair though. Nor the passing thought of fear. His head already tilted just back enough to hide his chin behind his thin frame of a body. The kick came in close, but still cut through the air. Alistair smirked as he felt the wind whip through his hair from Aaron's kick.

"Whoo, close," Alistair whipped his arms around Aaron's leg. Aaron gritte his teeth already realizing he was too late on the drawback. He had put too much force behind his kick and now Alistair had his leg right where he wanted it. Alistair twisted Aaron's leg so the knee was face-up. Alistair brought his elbow up and then right back down smashing it into Aaron's leg and nearly taking Aaron's knee out with him.

Aaron went down like a ton of bricks, placing his head right down on the same level as Alistair's hip, which placed him right in the path for Alistair's next attack. A vicious sideways kick sweeping through the air. Aaron was rocketed to the side. Despite Alistair's lithe build lacking any sort of musculature it was still a deadly kick due to Alistair's perfect execution of his kick, which made a clear connection to Aaron's head.

Alistair took a quick half-step back, but there was no worry or rush to the move. No, it was cold and calculation as if he was just examining his handiwork. Aaron was clutching at his leg, folding himself up into a ball as Alistair examined him once over. "Are you still feeling cocky?" asked Alistair as he looked at him.

"As a Shichibukai such feelings are pointless. I know I am one of the best pirates on the sea so feeling cocky is a waste of time," Alistair stated calmly. "And even when I do feel cocky I am still working on getting new things, most notably this Paradise. With such a tantalizing prize right before me how could I possibly turn away from it!"

"You're acting like you're not under attack by us right now," stated Aaron.

"True, true, you pests certainly did come at the most inopportune time, but like all great minds a few last minute calibrations and your little interference now works perfectly with my strategy, you'll just be my very first test subjects. You shall witness the power of Paradise first hand! The second coming of a god!"

"You're putting a lot of faith into this blasted Paradise of yours." Aaron muttered through pained gasps, "are you sure it'll even work?"

Alistair chuckled for a moment before stomping his foot down on top of Aaron's leg causing him to cry out in pain, but Alistair just ignored him as he applied even more pressure. "You insolent worm. You actually think I would go out and brag about my supreme power before I knew if it worked. What do you take me for? Some bumbling fool like your captain? Get real!" Another quick, perfectly executed shot came through right for Aaron's head and sent him rolling back onto his back.

"Of course, Paradise works. I worked on it. Anything touched by my hand will of course work that is just my genius. Something a lowly insect such as yourself would be incapable of comprehending. My intelligence which surpasses everything. You'll see it when Paradise flies again!"

Aaron launched up ignoring the pressure in his leg once more as he fired a kick right for his opponent's head. Alistair slipped to the side while Aaron hit the ground, suddenly pivoting around, clasping his two hands together at the wrists, hands outstretched and palms forward. He thrust his hands forward simultaneously once more creating another supersonic burst using all of the muscles in his body. Alistair however had already separated a good distance away from Aaron.

"If I had stayed close that attack probably would've hurt," Alistair chuckled and threw his head to the side, "lucky for me I foresaw that attack. My intelligence makes your every effort futile, you do understand that, don't you? So just run along now using that speed of yours. Flee like a coward with those legs of yours."

Aaron was already back on his feet despite the fact that his leg had taken an insane amount of damage from Alistair's holds. "I'm sorry, but I can't do that. The man I respect the most taught me how to use these legs, so under no circumstances can I ever use these legs to flee."

"Then you will never use those legs to run ever again," stated Alistair as he walked forward lifting his hand up. "Your next attack will be the same one where I grab your leg and snap it using your own forward momentum. Even an idiot has to understand Newton's laws of physics. For every action there is an equal and opposite reaction. So all of your momentum from your run will be flung right into your leg, snapping it in to."

"You make it sound like you think I'm going to lose my legs," stated Aaron, "cause as far as I'm concerned this next attack will the be the same one that I take your head off with." Aaron put all of his weight on his front leg. Even though he said that he wouldn't risk a kick. A powerful punch was the better option of the two, but luckily for him he had third option. Shockwave Impulse. A long distance blast using all of his momentum to cut the air. Aaron began to wind up, he tightened his entire body and made small tight turns with it. This was to build up momentum for the snap.

Alistair seemed to catch on that something different was going on, but seeing as how this technique was only passed on from Aaron's teacher and down onto him Aaron knew Alistair couldn't counter it. Alistair couldn't counter a move he had never seen before. Aaron loosened up his arm and prepared for a quick forward burst to really put the oomph behind his blow.

And then suddenly it all came to fruition. Aaron blasted forward, spinning on his heels, throwing his arm forward like a whip, all of the momentum and speed blasting out of his arm and in a straight line like a dagger he had thrown. The sharp piercing power of his attack, shredded through the skies and aimed perfectly at Alistair's head.

Alistair narrowly avoided it. The same form of prediction once more. He knew this attack was coming even knew the form it required. In other words Alistair had seen this attack before. That was the only way he could've avoided it without taking any damage. A second later and Alistair would've had his head chopped clean off.

"Nice try!"shouted Alistair as he launched forward, using the brief opening Aaron's incredible attack had caused as a way to get in close. Alistair was soon right in beneath Aaron, already wrapping his arms around Aaron leg and taking him to the ground. However, there was something wrong.

Namely that Aaron was standing a few feet away watching this all go down. He had no idea what Alistair was attacking, just that if it had been him his leg would've been snapped in two. "Are you surprised I've aided you?" asked Kurai Ai as she revealed herself from the nearby fortress. Aaron shook his head and then quickly nodded in agreement.

"I mean I am surprised, but only because I have no idea who you are," Aaron stated causing the Kurai to smile.

"No problem," Kurai stated, "you're on the same side as Mikoto and them, right?" Aaron nodded. "Weird. I wouldn't guess that from the way you fought," Kurai spoke up causing Aaron to look at her questioningly. However, Kurai just shook her head, "don't look into it too much. Its something you don't need to think about until later on. Just make sure you don't screw up later on." Aaron turned back to look at Alistair, but Kurai Ai just brought her arm out in front of him.

"Don't even think about it," she spoke. "He's a Shichibukai. In terms of strength he far outmatches you. You're still a low-level pirate in our eyes."

"Well, I'm not going anywhere," Aaron shouted. "He somehow knew of my move!"

"So did I, but you aren't questioning my abilities," she stated as she pushed him away. "Besides that move of yours is just a crappier version of a very beloved man's technique."

"Yeah, he taught it to me."

"He taught a pirate his sacred technique," she asked, "how unlikely? You probably just saw it on the streets where you grew up and figured if he could use why couldn't you? So you copied it and found it harder to use than you should've so this is what you created. A piece of crap compared to it."

"No," Aaron stated, "I didn't just see it one day and figured I'd copy it and saw it everyday, strived to copy, and improve upon it and he saw that in me and tried to teach it to me one day. However, from your words I can tell I didn't get close enough."

"Not nearly. His attack wouldn't have just pierced Alistair Fox, but the air around him, burnt through the ground and ripped through solid steel. All while maintaining the same speed and grace of a bird in flight. Which is why he named it Falco Swift."

"You don't need to tell me about it. I already got the history lesson when he taught it to me."

"Taught it to you? Why would he teach it to you? It was his prized fighting style. Derived from the legendary technique of Soru."

"He taught it to me because he was my father," Aaron bit back at her, tired of her questioning his merit.

"Him? B-but he was a Marine!"

Fakes

So, yeah, Aaron's father was a Marine. Looking back I don't know if I stated this before, I'm guessing I hadn't, but my backlog is getting decently sized again so its possible that I just don't remember.