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Chapter 16: The Plan IV

"Where are we going, Guzen?" Aro asked, rubbing her eyes, as she was lead down the hallway. Spots still speckled her vision still. "You going to answer me?" Soon the hand let her go, and she stopped walking. Rubbing her eyes still. "Guzen?" The footsteps walked away. "Uh… hello? Half blind friend here…" She opened her eyes and looked around. She was in a large, white, high ceiling room. "Guzen?" She asked, unsure.

A click and she jumped, looking around. ""Who's there?" She asked, slightly frightened. She lowered herself to the ground, taking the now useless oat off and tossing it to the side. Her clothes were basically dry now, except for a bit of the shorts. She lowered herself to the ground, eyes darting around the room. "Who's there?" She asked again, keeping low to the ground. The Clicking came in a pattern that anyone could place – Someone walking.

Aro turned towards the sound, eyes narrowed in anger. "If it isn't the little witch from hell…" She growled as Serisha walked in from a doorway on the far side of the room. She walked along the walls, drumming her nails on the wall as she did so.

"You show your ugly side easily, Aro Dear…"

"Same goes for you," She kept her glare cold and empty.

"Why do you look so angry, Aro Dear?"

"Who brought me here?"

"I did."

"Why?"

"Because, Aro Dear, you made me look like a fool in front of m Vel-kun!"

"You mean I showed him your true side?"

"Tough talk for someone who's in a bad position…"

"Who? You? I agree full heatedly…"

"You really are a fool…"

"How so? You're the one getting angry." Serisha pointed her hand at Aro. "What's up? Don't you know it's rude to point at someone?" She stiffed a laugh.

"You talk to much…" Serisha whispered, her hand slowly turning into a blade. Aro's eyes went wide, and she felt a shiver run down her spine.

"Supa Supa Fruit?" Aro questioned as Serisha made the slow walk towards her.

"That's right, my fury friend… you didn't think Vel-kun was attracted to me just for my looks, did you?"

"Frankly, I question if he was attracted to you at all…" Aro took off to her right.

"You Succubus!" Serisha charged at her, "I'll make you bleed for that!"

Aro turned, running backwards, and jumped just in time to catch blade on the bottom of her boots. While she did so, she said, "Bled enough for today, and I'm not a whore like you!" She turned slightly, getting the blade in the groove of her boot. "Besides, if I'm so weak, why," She curled her body backwards, pushing Serisha back, "am I going to win?!" She got to the point where she was performing a handstand and Serisha was free from the hold. She pulled back her blade-hand and went for a vertical attack.

Aro turned, blocking it with her foot. "Fight me!" Serisha growled, attacking horizontally. Aro twisted her body, pulling her legs to one side. She did a strange move, kind of like a 'wiggle', going for a sidekick to her rib cage. Serisha turned her rip into a spike and the sound of metal hitting metal echoed into the room. Serisha's other hand turned into a blade and she attacked again.

Aro swung her legs again, dodging and attacking at once. Serisha attacked with both of her hands at once. Aro suddenly switched from her hands to her forearms lowered herself so her chest was hovering just a centimeter or two off the ground. Her feet came to where they were nearly touching her head.

"Back—" She clicked her heels together, and two small knives fell of her boots and to either side of her head—into her hands. She suddenly uncurled, going for a double kick to Serisha's face, "OFF!" She jumped back, barely dodging the attack. Aro jumped to her feet. The knives were like kunai, except for not as diamond shaped as the normal were. She slid her fingers into the ring at the end of the two knives, slightly rocking them back and forth.

"That's pointless! I can't be stabbed!" Serisha started to laugh.

"Blah blah blah…" Aro popped her neck, shifting her weight from one foot to the other, "Doesn't changed a thing…" She started to spin the knives on her fingers.

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"Thank you, LeStine…"

"DR. LeStine, thank you." His voice had a heavy accent of some kind.

"Dr. LeStine… Thank you for bandaging us up; even if we're against each other…"

"I am a doctor, and a doctor's job is to help people, is it not?"

"True, but… I question your methods…" Ezerial hung his head after he finished talking. He was pinned to the wall with a large verity of knives; Luffy was in just as bad as a position as he was. Both were shirtless, held up by the knives close to their body and crisscrossing across their limbs. LeStine was kneeling in front of them, medical bag open next to him. He had short blond except for his mid-back length rat-tail; yellow that fades into black, as it grows closer to the pupil eyes. He had on a black leather coat with a fluffed up off white collar over a high-collared white doctor shirt, black dress pants, and polished black dress shoes with strange points at the end. A small dog tag hung from his neck that said 'LeStine' in smooth cursive.

"Why is that?" He jabbed a cotton ball with peroxide on a cut that went from Ezerial's shoulder to his elbow. He rubbed the cut quickly and vigorously. Ezerial hissed, sucking in his breath and holding it.

"You… Pain… Obsessed… A—" LeStine suddenly applied a great amount of pressure to the cut, and Ezerial cried out. Luffy watched them.

"Hey…. You're first name is Frank, right?" Luffy asked.

"Yes. Why?"

"As in, Frankenstein?"

"Luffy!" Ezerial shouted suddenly. LeStine had a forced smile, "Oh really now…" He stood up right, and pulled one leg back, preparing for a swift kick to Luffy's body. "LeStine! Hold up!" Ezerial tried to be pulled free. Luffy blinked. LeStine narrowed his eyes and started to attack!

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Guzen paused to catch his breath, looking down the many pathways. "Aro…" He muttered, and looked around. The sound of metal hitting metal echoed all around him. He slowly leveled his breathing, and stood up right, eyes closed. He focused on the sound.

He soon got it down to two directions: Northeast, or north. He took a moment, and went Northeast. He walked until a small red light started to fill the path. He slowed down and noticed the path growing smaller.

It got to the point where he was going up hill in a navy crawl, feet pressed against the wall to keep from sliding backwards. Voices started to fill the small crawl space. He fell as silent as death. He soon got to a small metal grid that over looked a small office. The room was a mess, but Veldoro walked about, packing this and that. He had a snail on his should, talking to someone somewhere.

"No… I don't think you understand the situation… no… no, I want you to say there… Yes, no… Perhaps…" Suddenly Veldoro let out a loud laugh that made Guzen's back suddenly prickle. "Aro? You want what from her? … I see… hmm, we'll just have to see… I'm heading there now… No, don't hurt anyone yet. We need them as leverage." He then left the room, bag over his shoulder. Guzen closed his legs and slid back down the hill. As soon as he was at where he picked a direction, he ran down the other path as fast as he could.

'Where are you, Aro?' Guzen suddenly ran into a large room, and saw Aro and Serisha fighting, Aro clearly at a disadvantage. Guzen froze, watching. Aro ducked and dodged, and attacked. All seemed futile. Serisha's sword hands made Guzen's take a sharp breath. 'Her too…?' Aro suddenly lost her knives from a cleaver counter from Serisha, and was kicked back. She hit the wall and bounced off slightly. Something red scattered in the air. Guzen suddenly felt the air get thick. Something was starting to cloud his vision; like thick smog. He knew what this was. It was his 'curse.'

"ARO!" He suddenly shouted, pulling a multicolored die from his case. Serisha lunged at Aro as Guzen fired the die. The die hit the blade, and a thick substance suddenly wrapped around the blade, making its sharp edges useless.

Something red fell to the ground, with small, loud plops in the silent room. His face went pale. "No…"