Hey Everyone, King Spike Rules here and here is the next chapter to One Piece Regnarok. Malik has spent three days in jail, with the secret of Valo building tension with Dante and the marines, what would happen?
Chapter 2: Prisoner. Fate put in Question.
Two days have passed since Malik was captured by the Marine's and he sat in a cell, his hand firmly locked in sea prism behind his back and a tray of food placed in front of him, mocking him with his stomach growling looking at it. Door's opening echoed through the building and he looked up to see Kumi standing at his bars.
"So, are you going to tell me what your up too?" Kumi asked looking at him, club tightening in his hand.
"I have no clue what you mean." Malik answered back, staring at him with fiery eyes, "But I know that I want to find out even more after that cheap shot you gave him."
"Stubborn as ever." Kumi released a small chuckle, "I just wonder how long you'll last after he comes."
"He?" Malik asked looking at him confused, yet that was all he got and was left alone once again in the cell looking at the food on the tray.
Kumi walked on out of the cell area and climbed the stairs to the small office of the Marine on the island. It was a simple to story building made of bricks and housed the small group of marine made to protect the island. The door threshold revealed Dante, his swords missing from his waste and their eyes meeting filling the building with silence.
"I do't want to hear it Dante." Kumi cut him off before the young man could say anything, pushing past him with a stide to move down the hall.
"Buy sir." Dante said matching the same stride with ease, "Why are we keeping a man prisoner that didn't do anything to get arrested?"
"Dante, I told you to drop it and so you should drop it understood?" Kumi ordered him climbing to the second story with Dante keeping up.
"But sir, aren't we justice and meant to be..." Dante's words were met with punch to the face with so much force that he flew off the steps, only for him to flip and land on the first floor, a scratch on his cheek as Kumi stared at him.
"I don't want to be lectured from a new recruit." Kumi said looking down at the young man and preceded to his office, "You should learn your place Dante, and fast." Dante watched him leave him there and rubbed his cheek, walking on back down the hall, looking at the basement cell area and stared into the darkness that lead to Malik.
Back in the tavern, the young weaved around the tables serving everyone with the marine from the other day getting even handsy then before. Yet she slowly grew to ignore it and moved to, with her mind more set on Malik and that she had gotten him in trouble.
"Welcome." She turned to the door and flashed another smile, even with another marine stepping in and joining the others, sighing she headed to get his usual.
"Man, you missed it." The new guy said grinning from ear to ear, "Kumi clocked Dante for asking why we arrested that guy." The young lady looked at them from the door, his beer in hand and shock appeared on her face hearing such an action had happened
"Well, serves him right for bringing up...ouch." One of them started and winced from an elbow slammed into his side.
"Shut it, you know it's off limits to mention that place." the third stated and the other calmed down, looking at him as the young lady placed a beer by him. She continued, yet her ears glued on their conversation more. "Besides, he won't be here much longer with Hell Breaker coming tomorrow." The other two cheer happily and they clank their cups as the young lady was confused at it.
"It's a prison ship." The bartender answered her inner question and she turned to look at him, "It's a ship that comes and takes criminals to Impel Down."
"What? He's going there without doing anything at all?" She asked and covered her mouth, both looking to the table of marines and seeing that they were still just enjoying themselves.
"He threatened to expose a forbidden land by the World Government." He whispered to her and resumed cleaning, "It can't be discussed by anyone other then higher ups and anyone looking for it makes them criminals."
"But that's..."
"Not fair, not saying it is but it's what the law says." He began to pour more drinks, ending their conversation and leaving the young lady in a huff.
In the base library, Dante was seated at a table looking through books with a bandaged on his cheek and his eyes scanning the area.
"Oh, doing some personal reading?" Dante knew the voice, yet he didn't look up or say anything, just continued to read with Kumi staring at him, "Yeah, I guess you're still mad about the punch and you should be. But Dante, there are things you can't do as a marine and that's question orders."
"Yeah, i see that." Dante closed his book and stood up, placing it back on the shelf and heading to the door only for Kumi's large hand to stop him in his tracks.
"Dante, you have a bright future in the Marines but you need to watch your tone with your chef officer." Kumi answered with a serious look on his face, "Some would kill you if you so much looked at them funny and wouldn't get in trouble."
"I understand sir, thanks for looking after me." He answered looking back at Kumi and they stared at each other in silence and then he released him, allowing Dante to walk out of the room.
The moon hung high in the sky, illuminating the streets with a single figure moving through the streets, scanning the area for another soul to be out with them. Seeing that they were a lone, moved through the alleys of the small town until reaching the navy base. The small lights they had on revealed the young woman from the bar peaking in the window to see one of the few guards reading a girly magazine and others playing cards.
"Okay, move." She whispered to herself moving down to the double doors and slowly opening it, careful not make a sound and peaking around to the guard door. Seeing it was closed, she moved to the basement door, haven heard enough from the marines to get a mental map of building, she moved as if a ghost. Carefully opening the door, she swiftly soared down the steps to get to the cells where she peaked in to see Malik sleeping in the same spot where he was left "H-hey." She called out to him and Malik's head moving up to meet her eyes, the load growl of hunger filling the room.
"What are you doing here?" He asked watching her take the keys and undoing his cell's door.
"I'm helping you get out of here, you have a boat?" She asked looking at him and smiling.
"Y-yeah but these cuffs are weakening me." Malik said pointing over his shoulder and she looked, seeing a number one on it.
"Damn, there has to be a key somewhere." She said looking at him and looking around when the jingle of a key echoed through the room.
"Well, what do we have here?" They both turned to see a the guard group standing there grinning and the handsy one holding the key.
"Crap..." She said looking at the group blocking her only escape and the growling stomach sound from Malik only made them laugh.
"Can you run?" Malik whispered from behind her.
"Huh? Yeah but why..." She started.
"AHHHHHHHHHHH!" Malik launched himself through the cell in one leap, his weaken moves made it clear at his speed. Yet he collected another speed the boil over the four, "MOVE!" He screamed and she gulped, moving slower then before, she leapt over the heap in the door and climbed the stairs. She panted pushing herself to burst through the door and headed to the front door, still open for her freedom until a hand pushed it closed in front of her.
"You think your so sneaky?" The fifth marine said smirking, stepping in between them and towards her. He was much taller then the other one with red hair shooting straight down his back, sunglasses over his eyes to hide his gaze, and was dressed like an officer with a blue suit and a cutless strapped to his hip. The young lady gulped and stepped back, only to feel a wall of flesh hit her back with her realizing they had subdued Malik.
"Looks like your trapped." The one from behind said while his hand roamed her body, caressing it and gaining struggles from her.
"Hey, let me go." SHe ordered, blush filling her body and trying to pry herself from her attacker.
"Oh, but you sneaked into our base and was about to break a criminal out." He said his words filling her with fear and his breath in her ear made he stomach churn, "That makes you a criminal and they don't have rights." Those last words told her everything about his plans and her struggle got greater, feeling him drag her back into the basement with the red head marine following and she could see Malik with his faced shoved into the ground of his cell with the other three ginning when they saw them return. No words were said between the five marines with the trio forcing Malik to his knees and his head locked in place where the other two bent the girl over on the table. and hiking her skirt up.
"P-please don't..." She bugged feeling his hands on her thighs and Malik thrashed in his holding, anger fueling him, forcing the three to struggle keeping him down. Yet this only got a sickening chuckle from the one holding her down and his hands graced her panties when foot steps echoed through the room.
"Who's up?" The man whispered and the red head shrugged, checking through the door and disappearing in the stair well. The four stayed silent, waiting for him to return as the young lady held her breath, tears still running down her face.
"Hey, what are you doing up?" A voice called out, yet no answer came and then the red head burst through the door. Flying through the cell and hitting the three holding Malik down. Using this reprieve, Malik threw them off him and stared daggers at the man holding the girl down.
"I thought I head scum down here." A voice finally filled the room and the guy turned to see Danta with two katanas in hand, stepping into the room his eyes scanned every inch of the room and he focused on the scared girl on the table, his teeth clinching and his grip tightening with a fury filling the air.
TBC.
Well, that was it for this chapter and I still have other spots left on my crew along with rival among others I still need a Helmsman, Shipweight, Navigator, Historian, and musician.