I Don't Own anything.
'thought'
"Speech"
"Tvs, Radios, and Text via book or newspaper... when those are around..."
He's lucky.
He's lucky he has a crew to help cover his weaknesses. Chopper beat it into his head to drink one of these 'Healing Potions' before he jumped through the window. Otherwise, he would be completely out of commission right now.
His chest still aches, but it seems like the bones have healed.
Leave it to his rubbery body to start working after he got hit.
There's a clear way to victory...
Don't get hit.
He can hear them speaking in the other room as he slowly gets to his feet.
"Where are the blueprints to Pluton?" The voice of the man who put him in this situation rings out.
"D-Destroyed ages ago. What are you even talking about?"
"Hmph I see. So that's how it is." He scoffs. "Kaku. Check his pulse."
"A while ago we came up with a little hypothesis about the whereabouts of the blueprints. You don't need to worry. While we could torture you, I find that method dreadfully inefficient."
Luffy lets out a muted pant of exertion as he places his hands on his knees.
"All you have to do... is lay there and listen to our hypothesis without saying a word..."
There's only one way to get to that level of speed... he's been thinking on this sort of thing for a while.
His legs bunch up and pump excess blood upwards, causing his body to gain a slight red tinge.
"But first. Blueno. Our resident pirate has gotten up. Perhaps I didn't give his grit enough credit. Take care of him."
How did he know?
He was trying to be as quiet as possible!
A blur of movement crosses his vision as steam seems to radiate off his body.
He punches forwards abruptly.
*BOOM*
The man with bull-horn like hair lets out a gasp as he is shot back through the hole he just came through, his shoulder clipping the edge of the hole and causing him to spin wildly as he crashes into the far wall.
"…"
"Interesting."
Blueno leaps to his feet, swiping a hand through the smoke that obscures him, a little blood drips down from his nostril and from the corner of his mouth.
Luffy appears in front of him, smashing a fist into his chin and sending him up through the roof as he punches his other arm to the side, causing it to stretch off into the distance with a miniature puff of air as it nearly breaks the sound barrier.
He turns a full two hundred and sixty degrees as he stretches his arm across his chest, eyes narrowed in fury.
His fist slingshots forward towards the face of the top hat wearing agent who simply grabs the brim of his hat with one hand and tilts his head out of the way. Causing the fist to crash into and through the wall behind him.
Surprise lances throughout Luffy's body.
That was just like... those guys from the sky island!
Zoro said that Argo said that anyone can learn to do it.
This is bad. This guy is clearly more powerful than fat ball guy.
That sort of attack would have knocked anyone from the sky island flat... yet he dodged it like it was nothing!
Is- is this what Argo meant when he said those guys were amateurs?
Does... he even have a chance against this guy? Against the people on the second half of the grand line?
No! He can't give up! Luffy swings his other arm back, causing his fist to shoot off out of the broken window and into the distance.
His hand that missed its target rockets back at high speeds, snagging the man's collar and dragging him forwards as a smirk crosses his face. "Iron Body."
As he is being dragged forwards, Luffy's other arm returns at high speed, smashing into Lucci's torso hard enough to create a loud booming noise.
The assassin backflips thrice to bleed off momentum, the collar of his suit ripping as Luffy doesn't let go, he lands at the edge of the room, one hand pressing against the wall to stop the rest of his momentum, his fingertips leaving five indents in the plaster wall as miniature cracks cascade across it.
The two remaining assassins take this moment to attack.
The long nosed one lashing out with a kick while the woman looks to be preparing for a poke.
Luffy leans back, allowing the kick to pass over him, an invisible blade of wind shooting off into the distance and cleaving the top off a tower several hundred feet away. His own leg comes up and crashes into the stomach of the woman as she tenses up, being blasted across the room.
It was a glancing blow at best, not with a lot of force in it, but she looks both surprised and winded.
Luffy regains his footing and punches towards the long nosed assassin, but he avoids narrowly by tilting his body to the side. His next attack being avoided by Luffy stepping into him, body checking the assassin and causing him to stagger back. He avoids the follow up punch much like the others, though.
The original black-haired assassin appears in front of Luffy, grabbing him by the throat and lifting him up.
His hand blurs forwards, stabbing numerous holes into Luffy's torso with just a finger.
The black haired woman who had been silently standing in the corner lets out a scream.
Blood spews from his mouth as Lucci tosses him upwards, smashing him through the ceiling and up onto the rooftop, where he lands with a dull thud, flat on his back, the red glow of his new technique leaving his body.
His wounds begin to slowly heal, but... they probably won't fully heal in the four or so minutes he's got left.
Gear Second didn't work, huh?
"Do not work yourself up. He is still alive." The man scoffs towards Robin.
Luffy's breaths come out in weak wheezes as he stares up into the sky, storm clouds rumble overhead as lightning crackles far above.
The long nosed assassin mutters to the leader of their little group. "That was the Shave technique, wasn't it?"
"A bastardized version of it, yes." Lucci answers blandly.
"His bounty seems to be too low." The woman comments. "Once we return to Enies Lobby I will be sure to order someone to correct it."
"That doesn't matter to me." Lucci replies. "Ah. Blueno. So, he didn't kill you."
"I apologize. His attacks caught me off guard." The deep baritone voice of the eight-foot-tall man echoes out.
"We can see that." Lucci frowns. "Don't let it happen again. You and Kalifa here are staining our reputation. To let a simple pirate cause you pain and shed your blood? If it were any other person, Blueno, I would have killed you here and now. But. Regretfully I have grown attached to you over the five years spent here. Tch. I've grown soft."
"Kaku." He orders.
Nothing happens for a moment.
"Now. That we are all comfortable. Iceberg. Allow me to tell you the basis for our little Hypothesis. The way you allowed us to retrieve the fake blueprints was highly suspicious. After you discovered that the culprits were from the world government, you intentionally revealed the location of the fakes. Presumably in the hopes of fooling us, and, perhaps they would have if we hadn't spent the past five years undercover as shipwrights. However that is unimportant. What is, is if we were truly here to kill you the fakes would be useless, the real blueprints lost, and the will of the original shipwrights wouldn't be passed on."
What... are they talking about?
"Surely you considered this. I know you are not a fool. Yet, despite creating fakes, you have made no attempt to pass on the actual blueprints any time tonight. That leads us to believe that you have already entrusted said blueprints to someone in the past. That. Is our hypothesis."
"Graaah-" the mayor grunts as the crunch of bone can be heard.
"Ah ah. No squirming." The long-nosed man gently chastises.
Lucci continues speaking in a slow and calm voice, as if he has everything under control, as if everything Luffy did was nothing more than a gentle wave under a galleon. "It is just a theory of course, but then you must consider that you would have to be a master shipwright in your own means merely to understand the blueprints, that's where this theory gets a little interesting. If we were to take a look at the people who signed these blueprints we would see three names... Tom. Iceberg. And Cutty Flam. That last name is the important piece here. Nobody knew of the true innerworkings of Toms workshop-"
Luffy doesn't care about whatever scheme they have! He just needs to get robin back!
He should focus on healing... then hit them with his OTHER experimental move. Surely pigeon guy wouldn't be able to survive that, right?
Wait! Nami told him to do something if he was losing!
He cringes as he reaches down into his pocket and retrieves a small snail, its eyes are swirled, clearly having some form of trauma from the great speeds it was just forced to endure.
Luffy dials a number that Nami literally beat into his head, cupping the snail in his hands to hide its nearly muted noises. "Puru Puru Puru Puru"
Pov: Elsewhere.
"It's about that time, right?" A green haired man questions as he looks to his blond crewmate, a cigarette burning away in said crewmate's hand as he gazes out over the city, thunder rumbles in the distance as it looks like a decent storm will be blowing in soon.
The water level has risen drastically, the island of green below is now completely hidden, the buildings and rooftops being the only dry locations across the lower parts of the city.
Dozens upon dozens of people linger around the raised train station, possibly hundreds.
Men in suits with black fedoras, regular marine soldiers with white shirts, black pants, and white caps, even a humongous twenty-foot-tall man lumbers around the station.
The two straw hat pirates stand at the very edge of the city, the building they are stood upon surrounded by waves that crash and break upon the sides, causing it to creak and shift ominously.
Sanji leans on a chimney as he looks to his companion. "It's more than we expected."
"Who cares." Zoro scoffs as he fastens the swords at his waist, quietly deciding which blades he should use.
Wado Ichimonji is a certainty, as is Misten Step because of the biting chill of its blade. It would be incredibly helpful with this storm brewing. It is also potentially one of his more durable weapons, being made not of simple steel or iron, but of a material that up until this point, he has never seen before.
But what does he use for his last blade?
Sandai Kitetsu's innate sharpness and urge to kill could help cut through his foes. He might even need it to cleave the engine in half. He's never attempted to cut something made of metal that large before.
Yubashiri's lightness could help him save energy for the larger threats, or he could try out the most recent addition to his collection, one of the fifty Skillful Grade Blades, a katana called Monshō.
No.
With something this important, it's probably for the best to not use a weapon he has no experience in wielding.
Zoro's head snaps up as he can vaguely hear the sound of shattering glass in the far distance, he shakes his head, wincing slightly as he can hear the faintest of shouts.
"Give Robin back!"
What the hell was that? Luffy? Was this that 'haki' junk?
"Let's do it." He frowns after regaining his bearings.
"Right." Sanji nods.
The two straw hats move as one, leaping from building to building, through trees and-
"Oi! Where the hell are you fucking going Moss head?!" Sanji abruptly snaps.
"This way." Zoro frowns as he turns, correcting his movement and making his way towards the station.
The two land on the tracks of the sea train and begin running up towards the station, Zoro drawing a sole sword.
"THERE'S SOMEONE ON THE TRACKS!" They hear a voice scream as a wave of alert passes through the station.
Marines line the edge of the platform.
"THAT'S RORONOA ZORO! THE FIRST MATE OF THE STRAW HAT PIRATES! OPEN FIRE!"
Muskets are raised and a hail of staggered gunfire is shot at the two pirates, as Zoro deflects bullets with his sword, Sanji leaps up, a frown on his face. "Alright. Let's see about THIS!"
*Poof*
He kicks both of his legs back, catapulting him forwards as he jumps off the air.
It worked.
But he can't keep that up much. That was surprisingly strenuous. He could do it maybe thrice in quick succession before being forced to land and rest his legs briefly.
"EEEEEHHHHH?!" The marines shout, the regular marines shocked that a man just jumped off the air, and the ones in black shocked for a completely different reason. The fact that a random bounty less pirate can do that technique.
He lands just behind the group, placing his hands on the ground as he spins in place, kicking a large number of them off the edge.
Zoro sheathes his katana as he reaches the front of the train. "One Sword Style: Lion's Song!"
With a flash his cursed katana explodes from the sheathe, being merely just a blur as it easily cleaves through metal.
He returns the blade to its place in its sheath, causing the entire Locomotive to split and slide off. Water pours from a container deep inside of the engine, multiple pistols and gears snapping out of place.
"SHIT!" One of the older looking men loudly curse in the distance. "DAMN IT! KILL THEM BOTH!"
He grabs Wado Ichimonji, placing it in his teeth, drawing both the Misten Step and Yubashiri.
"Three Sword Style... Dragon twister!" He roars as he spins in place, causing a tremendous gale of sharpened bitingly cold wind to spiral upwards, carrying dozens of people up into the sky.
"RIGHT ANGLE FLASH!"
Zoro twists and crosses his blades, catching a longsword in between them, a blast of wind radiates outwards in all directions from the point of contact, his feet slightly sinking into the concrete floor.
Standing before him is a gaunt man that looks more knight that marine, he has curly long black hair, and a skeleton-like face. He wears golden, sleeveless chain mail armor with the marine symbol emblazoned on the front, on his head, he wears a knight's helmet with a long, flowing purple plume on the top. Around his shoulders is the classic Marine Captain cloak.
He seems a little surprised that the pirate swordsman blocked his attack.
Zoro slashes is swords out, causing the marine captain to slide back on the concrete.
"Roronoa Zoro. I, T-Bone. Captain of the Marine Division eighty eight, the Blazing Swords, will bring you to justice!"
Zoro's eyes narrow as he tightens his grip on his blades.
This man... is strong.
"SIR!" A marine shouts as a group of twenty forms a circular formation around the pirate hunter and the captain. "Should we assist?"
Each of these men wear a helmet instead of a simple cap and wield a sword instead of any form of ranged weapon.
"No. He is too powerful for you. Allow me to fight him." T-Bone mutters. "I do not want you to suffer any unneeded injuries. Be on your guard. It is doubtful that they would attempt something as brazen as this with merely two people!"
Across the train station, a blonde slips through the legs of a massive man as his hands blur forwards and smash up the concrete.
"J-Jerry! He's behind- *Guahk*"
"Hn?" The massive man hums as he bends forwards, ignoring the fact that he just accidentally punched an ally in the face he looks beneath his legs towards the curly browed chef who silently puffs on a cigarette.
A short, stubby white haired man on pizza cutter roller skates blurs over kicking towards the side of the cooks head. "SAHAHAHA! Let's Go! Go! Go!"
His cigarette is knocked out of his mouth as he ducks around multiple jabs from the giant man. "You will see the power of the martial arts I gained from my home island... Karate Island!"
"That's fucking boxing!" The cook snaps.
"Feel the wrath of my ramen kenpo!" The white haired one exclaims.
"…"
"I don't have any noodles!" He gasps suddenly
These two... are really annoying.
A weasel-looking man with a large black hat that has a red plumed feather looks over the fight between swordsmen, and the fight between a cook, a giant, and some swirly browed man who for some reason knows the moon step technique.
His legs tense as he crouches.
"Nero." A voice begins from the side.
"Corgi. What is it?" The weasel man scoffs, looking to a man with greyish blond hair with sideburns and a mustache in a black suit and fedora, a scar over his right eye.
"The train has been damaged beyond repair. I need you to contact the other Cypher Pol Nine agents on Water Seven and tell them that the method of extraction has been destroyed. You are the only one fast enough to get there before they complete their task."
"Hrn. Alright. Whatever." The man scoffs as he turns, looking to the staircase leading up into the upper city.
He becomes just a blur, quickly making it to the stairs and leaping once, creating miniature explosions in the sky as he kicks off the air itself.
Three people quietly make their way towards a large warehouse. One, an orange haired woman, the next, a long nosed teen with black curly hair, and the third an extremely bulky brown yeti-like creature in a pink top hat.
Two women in bikini tops stand at the door, Swords in hand. The most striking thing about them, besides their clothing choice, would be their large square hair. Literally. Like. Their heads look like black floor tiles. "What do you want?!"
"We're here to speak to Franky." Nami calls out.
"What could you possibly want with him?" The woman with curly square hair asks.
"We need his help." Nami whispers. "We've heard that he's one of the strongest people in Water Seven."
"What makes you think he'll want to help you, huh?" The one with straight square hair asks.
"M-Mayor Iceberg has almost been a-assassinated." Ussop stutters.
""Yeah. And we've heard that it was those damn straw hats!"" The two women frown.
"It wasn't! It was the world government!" The sasquatch-like man shouts.
"…"
A deep voice echoes out from the other side of the door.
"Kiwi, Mozu, let them in. I want to hear what they have to say."
The two girls share a look and slowly step aside, cracking the door open.
The group of three trudge inside, all nervous about how poorly this could go... but in order to save Robin, this sort of threat is nothing!
Dozens of people with black egg-shaped torso armor mill around the shop, disassembled ships and weapons are strewn across this indoor junkyard. Sat in a large throne is a man about seven feet tall with blue hair that is styled in a semi-pompador style, he wears an open floral jacket with nothing underneath, that is nearly the only thing he wears actually, the only other things being a speedo, a gold chain necklace, and sunglasses.
His forearms are bulky with a blue star on each, but his biceps are tiny in comparison. He has a metal robotic nose and a smug grin on his face.
"So. You guys are the Straw Hats, right? Come to clear your name?" He states while flicking his sunglasses down.
"What?!" One of the men in egg-like armor shout. "These are the guys that tried to kill Mayor Iceberg?!"
Franky holds up a hand. "I'll decide what I think based on what I hear. You three. Go. Tell me why I shouldn't beat you to a bloody pulp and toss you to the shipwrights."
"Because the world government is looking for something here!" Nami exclaims. "We don't know what exactly, but... considering this is a ship building island... it probably has something to do with a ship. Maybe the blueprints to Gold Roger's ship? We don't know exactly, but we are just being used as the easy scapegoats here!"
"A likely story you'd say to weasel your way out of the consequences of your actions!" One of the men shout.
"Fair point." Franky nods.
"If we were trying to escape, why wouldn't we just wait all of this out, steal a ship, and then get off Water Seven? Why would we come to you?" Nami questions.
"An equally fair point." Franky nods again.
"Two days ago, one of our crew members heard one of the world government's secret techniques being used. The ability to jump off the air-" Chopper begins only to be cut off by a horde of boisterous laughter as they cackle at the sheer absurdness of that statement.
Franky suddenly grits his teeth and smashes a fist on the arm of his chair. "DAMN IT! I really want to believe you fuckers because I hate the world government, but you're pirates. I can't trust shit you say! This totally isn't SUPER!"
The doors are thrown open as a man in the 'Franky family' getup rushes in. "FRANKY! There's a big fight going on down at the station! Two guys are trashing the place and beating up waves of World Government officials and marines!"
"The World Government? How many are we talkin here?" Franky questions.
"Easily one hundred. They've got some pretty scary fighters down there as well... I even saw this weird rat-looking man jump off the air itself!"
"What? There's no reason for that many people to be hanging around the station when Aqua Laguna is... so close." Franky lowly mutters, his voice dying out. "Unless of course, they were there to protect something and are waiting for that thing to get there so they can leave before Aqua Laguna hits."
He stands up with a ferocious grin on his face. "BOYS! ARMOR UP!"
""Huh?""
A murmur of confusion crosses the warehouse.
"It appears our little pirates here were telling the truth. The world government is trying to snuff out Mayor Iceberg like they did the creator of the sea train eight years ago! Grab your weapons!"
Shouts of outrage echo throughout the warehouse.
"Puru Puru Puru Puru"
The voices die down.
"Puru Puru Puru Puru"
"N-Nami- is that-" Ussop whispers.
"No! Luffy can't be losing! He's strong!" Chopper gasps.
"I feel like big man Franky's missing some SUPER context here." The blue haired crime boss frowns.
"W-We told Luffy to call us if he was losing... he must have found the assassins..." Nami explains as she brings out a small snail with earmuffs on to prevent any form of noise from being transmitted from this side.
*Click*
It gains a half-lidded expression, speaking in an extremely low, almost muted tone. Like the person speaking on the other side is a long way away.
"It wasn't easy finding out that you were one of Tom's shipwrights. What few reports we do have of the inner workings of Tom's company is that he taught only two apprentices... and a government official verified that one of them died in an accident eight years ago."
"The name on the document. Cutty Flam. It struck a chord. Where have I heard that name before? It was about four years ago. Shortly after we began our undercover operation. Kalifa noticed a man who said he was from your past... Since that day, he has gone through the gates of Galley La many a time, but only once did he use that name."
"I remember it clearly." A woman agrees.
"As do I." a second male voice adds in.
"Kaku... Kalifa..." the blue haired man whispers, fists clenching as he grits his teeth, eyes narrowing in primal fury.
"In other words. Tom's second apprentice, Cutty Flam is still alive, and living in this town, no less. But now he goes by 'Franky', correct?"
Silence echoes out in the warehouse.
"Well now. That is about all the confirmation we needed." The same bored sounding voice echoes out.
*Poof* "Hm?"
"Who the hell are you supposed to be?"
"I-I apologize for my sudden appearance, seniors, I am in training to become a future Cypher pol nine member and I have been sent to alert you that the government officials have been unable to successfully defend the Puffing Tom."
"So, we are stuck here, then?" A female voice questions.
"Y-Yes." The new voice answers.
"Of course, the damn officials couldn't keep the train safe." A deeper voice scoffs. "Why couldn't they have sent someone suited for combat... like a rear admiral."
"Blueno too?!" Franky snarls.
"Well. That isn't much of a change to the original plan." The bored sounding man states. "Disappointing that we have to rely on such weak amateurs, but it seems that it has to be this way. You. I don't care for your name since you are weak. Drag straw hat Luffy down from the rooftop. Then kill Iceberg and Paulie here and leave straw hat beside them. At which point, Kaku will return later in the night and claim to have defeated him. If the pirate is discovered beforehand, it can simply be explained away by him saying that he went after the other straw hats who ran away."
"Y-Yes sir!"
"Oh. And... you... don't disappoint me." The first voice announces.
The blue haired crime boss slowly walks forwards picking up a large cannon with one hand. "Franky Family... TO WAR!"
Pov: elsewhere.
Wow! Those guys are super intense!
Super cool though!
One day he's going to be just as badass as them!
It has been around sixty seconds since his seniors left, and knowing the speed of the Shave technique, they are probably halfway across the upper part of the city.
It's time for him to complete his task.
He hops out the broken wall, leaping on the air to carry him up to the roof.
"Wow. They really did a number on this guy." Nero scoffs to himself as he looks down at the black-haired pirate. His straw hat loosely laying on the tile beside his head.
*BOOM*
Nero whirls around, spying a tremendous cloud of smoke billowing upwards off in the city.
"What the hell?"
He shakes his head.
That was probably nothing to worry about. He should complete his goal or that scary black haired senior of his might just kill him.
It's possible. An assassin must be cold blooded and ruthless.
The hairs on the back of his neck raise, causing him to turn around again.
Standing there before him is Straw Hat Luffy. The pirate with a one hundred million beri bounty. Hat obscuring his eyes as he looms just out of reach.
"You can still move?!" Nero gasps as he lunges forwards
He hops back kicking out a leg towards the pirate as he gets off the roof top.
The pirate tilts his body out of the way, barely moving, but allowing the blade of wind to pass by him with nothing more than a slight ruffle to his clothes.
With a blast of speed he seems to appear in front of the CP9 trainee, hand brought back.
Fuck that.
He has speed faster than even Shave.
He kicks off the ground as hard as he can, catapulting himself through the sky as he flees from the pirate.
He'll take his chances.
The pirate who can and will kill him, or the government agents who might only kill him half of the time for failing his mission.
He uses his air superiority to leave the pirate in the dust, fleeing back towards where the marines are locked in combat with the first mate and unknown member of the straw hat pirates.
He lands on the ground, feet blurring as he activates his own Shave technique.
He's got to get away from that!
He pauses as he notices something.
Wait.
That's someone who was in his debriefing.
The Straw Hat's navigator.
Why is she here?
She ducks into an alleyway causing a small smirk to cross his rodent-like face.
With several leaps and jumps off the air itself he lands in front of the girl.
"Awww. Where does the pirate think she's going?" He asks cockily as he draws one of his derringer pistols. A substitute and necessity for him as he can't perform the Finger Pistol or the prerequisite Iron Body techniques.
Her eyes widen as she dives to the... side?
His finger wraps around the trigger, shooting the woman through the leg as she reaches the wall... and forces it open as a door appears?! What the hell! Did she eat a devil fruit?!
A man with black hair and a top hat brushes a hand down his suit as he gives an unamused look to the group of people before him who just struck them with a tremendous explosion.
That attack was far too sudden. It's as if they knew they were coming.
"Status update." He questions.
"I am slightly injured. My iron body isn't capable of absorbing such powerful explosions yet." The woman of the group supplies.
They will need to work on that.
"The wounds are piling up." The fourth member mutters. "But at least, this time I was able to get Iron Body up."
"I see." Lucci frowns.
Surprisingly, it is Blueno who is showing weakness in this situation. He is stronger than Kalifa. So, it's a little strange for the weakest of their little infiltration group to be doing so well right now.
"STROOOONG RIGHT!"
A large meaty- no... metallic fist smashes into his jaw, bursting from the smokescreen, his head not so much as turning.
He had allowed it to happen, of course, as he felt it coming a few moments before.
He slowly raises a hand, his fingers clamping around the forearm of the man who had struck him.
"Cutty Flam. A pleasure you could join us. Or do you go by Franky these days?" The assassin questions while staring into the lenses of the sunglasses wearing ship breaker.
His other arm comes up, arm cocked back like he was about to punch Lucci in the face again.
His forearm opens, revealing four gun barrels.
A cyborg? Yes. That must be how he survived.
He closes his eyes, making sure to well and truly scrunch them shut. A weakness of the Iron Body technique being the eyes itself, one that he can more or less negate when he is well and truly focused.
Metal bullets pelt his face as he refuses to let up on his defensive technique. Eventually after around thirty seconds, the telltale sound of empty clicking reaches his ears, he opens is eyes. "Are you finished yet?"
The cyborg's hair seems to droop as Lucci reaches forwards with his other hand and picks him up by the throat.
A red fist smashes into the side of his head, causing him to lose his grip and skip down the stone road.
He used Iron Body on reflex just before that hit him, but even that wasn't enough to completely wash away the damage.
He wipes his jaw which lightly aches, rising to his feet as he looks to the steaming straw hat pirate stood a good one hundred feet away from where he was punched.
The man's eyebrow twitches as his fingers clench.
Well. That was annoying.
Kaku took Nico Robin to the safehouse, it's not like she will know if her previous crew dies now. Besides. Why should the world government be forced to honor a deal made with a filthy pirate?
He gave this man numerous opportunities to stay down.
The assassin's form seems to grow taller, his muscles bulging as fur spreads across his body, his features become cat-like as he grows a tail, legs becoming digitigrade and long claws forming on his fingers.
A Haki infused punch was survivable. Eight Finger Pistols to the chest is slightly less so. But he refuses to stay down.
What is he doing now?
He seems to be sucking on his thumb?
His arm balloons massively as he swings his other arm back behind him.
He jumps as the bulging... air... travels down his arm, through his shoulder and torso, then into and down his other arm as it begins to slingshot back.
The leopard man's legs tense as he suddenly leaps, avoiding the punch that tears up the entire road below and behind him, his feet create explosions as he uses the moon step technique to rapidly approach the straw hat pirate, his eyes widening as a clawed hand goes fight for his face and eyes.
*CLANG*
What the hell?!'
The bones in his armament haki clad hand shatters as a large black club crackling with red and black lightning and interjects itself in the way of his attack.
A woman is stood there, her height rivaling his hybrid form's, the edges of her mouth turned downwards.
She has long white hair with light blue tips that is tied up in a ponytail, with two golden rods keeping it in place, on her head she has two orange and red curved horns.
She completes her swing, causing his arm to ache as he is shoved violently down the road, skipping and flipping as his back connects with the pavement.
He rolls to his feet, cradling his broken arm as he cautiously gazes at the person who just interfered.
What is a new-worlder doing here?!
"Who... are you?" The straw hat questions.
"My name is Kozuki- No... no. My name is Yamato!" The kimono clad girl exclaims. "And I am here to give you a helping hand, Luffy."
DUN DUN DUNNNNN
Looks like Argo meddled a little bit! Ah well~ if Lucci's going to cheat and use Haki, Luffy's greatest technique ('Protagonist Luck™') comes into the fray to level the playing field strictly in his favor!
Guest Reviews:
Guest 001: I meant the number one assassin group at the disposal of the marines, CP0 is Celestial Dragon only.
TobascoSlacks: I'm not saying that ALL of them would have it, just the impressive ones such as Jabra, Kaku, and obviously Lucci.
JustAFan123: In terms of strength via Dxd, he could absolutely WIPE the entire Raynare troupe, next in terms of strength would probably be Riser's peerage, which, he could probably do reasonably well against (Not in a 1v16 mind you) but in numerous 1v1s in which anyone but Riser's Queen, rooks, and knights would be taken down fairly easily with his angel powers. This is, of course excluding Riser himself and his sister, both of whom could probably outlast the Fox-Angel.
Alakash: Yes
Guest 002: There has only been one point in time in one piece where a fruit has been duplicated, and that was through extreme trial and error plus a lot of hyper intelligent scientist shit, like gene splicing and DNA manipulation. Something that STILL wasn't able to perfectly replicate the fruit in question. He can't just grab a seed from a devil fruit and create a 'Seraph Seraph' fruit tree. He'd need a lab and to be at least 10-30 times smarter than he is currently as One Piece's greatest scientist only managed to clone an imperfect fruit after potentially decades of trial and error... and there was only ONE case where this happened, and judging by how much of a perfectionist Vegapunk is, he more than likely had far more attempts than we know, both before AND after creating the imperfect fruit.
Arkon: And get the MHA feds on his case? Yeah right. Besides, the people who would WANT quirks typically couldn't afford the price of the fruit.
Anyways, I'll see you all later!