Don't own One Piece

Slight KH ref coming up .

Wrath of the Samurai

DJ watched in awe as Jack and Gin stood in front of him, the latter setting Karen down on the ground and the former handing him his katana that he had dropped. "Psh, how pathetic can you get Macleod? Being forced into a hostage situation by these guys?" Gin laughed and scanned the crowd as Sakata quietly walked next to DJ as the young swordsman stood up and brushed himself off, reattaching his katana to his back.

The speedy swordsman was shaking slightly. "Sakata-sensei… Jack-sempai… Gin-sempai… you came…" He stared at them, his eyes wide.

Gin laughed. "What a dumb thing to say, of course we did."

"A back is bare without a brother behind it." Jack smiled, holding his rectangular sword.

"Yeah, yeah, just let me know what you're doing back there, brother." Gin cracked.

Sakata stepped forward as well. "Whether you are a student of our dojo or not, you are our friend, and those who betray their friends are worse than scum."

"Hate to break up the man-fest, fellas." Karen interrupted. "But what about them!?" She pointed to the large crowd of armed students standing in front of them.

"Oh yeah… I sorta knocked out their leader, didn't I? They looked pissed…." Gin stared blankly.

"WELL DUH, JACKASS!" Karen and DJ facefaulted.

"How many do you think there are?" Gin turned to Jack, both their swords outstretched.

"DJ-kun took out about a dozen of them plus Bato, so I'd say there's a good 150 left…" Jack nodded. "Think you can handle that many?"

Gin smirked. "Gonna be tough if one more shows up."

"That will be the one I'll take care of then."

Gin put on a teasing face. "Oh? You're fighting too?"

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Kenichi growled and whipped blood from his mouth from inside the dojo where Gin's attack had knocked him. "Damn lucky punk…" He spat, grabbing a Den Den Mushi from a nearby table. The old man in the dead plant kimono practically yelled into the speaker. "We're under attack! I want these people to be persecuted under the full extent of the government! 'Blind Bandit' Sakata and his group have attacked my dojo!"

A hesitant marine answered the call. "Y-Yes sir, we'll be right there Kenichi sir." He saluted.

"Private, it's a Den Den Mushi, he can't see you saluting." His superior behind him sighed.

"O-Oh, right, sorry sir."

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"Sugar Rush Rampage!" Gin shouted as he dove in and out of crowds, swinging his bokuto madly and sending a good number of students flying into the air, bleeding and covered in bruises.

"Gin-sempai sure is tough…" DJ noted to Karen as he cut down a few opponents himself.

"You ain't seen nothing yet!" Karen smirked as she wrapped her whip that Jack had brought with them around a student's sword before yanking it out of his hands and knocking him down with another crack of the whip.

Another three katana collided with DJ's before he could answer, he pushed the students back and all four looked up as a large figure flew over them like a bird. DJ turned to see Jack standing behind them, cutting down another student before seemingly flying through the air. "Holy Shit! Jack can fly!?" He watched the white-clad samurai land again, fending off two more swords before taking them out.

"Nah, more like jump really good." Gin laughed from in front of him as he smacked another student upside the head and sent him flying across the battlefield.

"Don't you mean jump well?" DJ continued dueling against the three swordsmen from before, cutting into one and taking on the others with his speedy sword movements.

"That's what I said, jump good. You gots a problem wit the way I communicate?" Gin growled, ducking out of the way of another sword.

DJ sighed. "Never mind." He took down both opponents with a crafty cross slash. Once his field of vision was clear, he turned to see Jack 'jumping good' up and down out of the crowd, taking out at least one student every time he landed.

"Rosetta Whip!" Karen spun her whip above her head in a circle, the point attacking many students at once, most of which blocked the attack but good few went down for the count.

"Sugar Rush Tornado!" Gin did a similar move, spinning around while dashing forward, making himself look like a human twister, holding out his bokuto and tearing into the crowd of students in his path.

'They're all so strong…' DJ thought. 'And they're fighting for us all, why?' He pondered for a moment, smiling to himself as he blocked and dodged quite a few attacks. "I suppose I'm not the only one with a desire to protect loved ones… Speed Speed Cutter!" He dashed through his section of the crowd, taking out a good couple dozen students with a series of speedy cuts. "I won't let their efforts be in vain!" He shouted to the looming wave of his opponents.

"Hehe, you haven't moved since the battle started!"

"Is the great Sakata scared of us?"

"Bring it on you hermit wimp!"

Sakata laughed and shook his head to the good thirty students in front of him. "You are many but you're severely unskilled, Kenichi's corruption has affected his teaching skills."

"So you're not going to fight us you bastard!?" One of the students called out.

"I will fight, but none of you neophytes deserve the touch of my blade." He tapped his sword sheathe to his thigh, making a clanking sound as he drew the weapon.

"What? Not gonna touch us? This guy's not making any sense!"

He pulled out his sword, causing some to stare in awe and others to burst out laughing. DJ stared quietly. "So that's Sakata-sensei's sword…"

"Bwhahaha! The damn blade's backwards! How are you going to beat us with that thing!?" The students held their sides while holding up their swords, preparing to attack.

"Sakata-sensei's sakabato, The Blind Wolf." Jack commented, suspending his fight to watch his master in action.

"Prepare yourselves… Earth Dragon Strike!" Sakata struck at the ground, unearthing a large number of rocks and dirt with the force of his strike. The rocks hurtled forth to his opponents, burying them under the rubble as most lie bloody and unmoving, only the occasional moan let them know some were still alive.

Sakata sheathed his sword and sighed. "I warned you, don't worry, I think you'll live." He chuckled to the buried men and stepped calmly over them.

Gin laughed as he bonked another student over the head with his wooden sword. "Don't mess with Sakata-sensei or you end up hurt."

"Very well done Sakata-kun." Kenichi laughed as he stepped out of his damaged dojo, a small bandage on his forehead from where Gin had hit him earlier.

"It's time to settle this Kenichi…" Sakata's face became serious as he held the Blind Wolf out in front of him.

The few remaining of Kenichi's and Sakata's students stopped and stared as the wind began to start up again with the tension hanging in the air from the confronting masters.

"Come at me then, unless you're s-" Kenichi was cut of as his sword clashed with Sakata's. The two exchanged standard sword strikes at a blistering pace, hoping in and our of each other's range.

As DJ's speedy eyes kept watch on the two, he noticed the patterns of their kimono's fluttering forth. Sakata's pink and green flowers and vines, and Kenichi's black cloth dead trees and broken branches. It was like a poetic battle of epic proportions, life versus death, hate versus love.

As Sakata's strength managed to force Kenichi against the wooden wall of his dojo, the other slashed and ducked to avoid the maneuver, causing Sakata's sword to get stuck in the wood of the wall. The young sensei smirked, as if he had planned the whole thing.

"Wood Dragon Strike!" He swung his sword horizontally towards Kenichi, sending splinters of wood towards the master, attacking him with small sharp chunks of wood.

Kenichi growled at the small cuts on his face and arms from the wood while Sakata merely laughed it off, like he was playing a game. "Don't worry Ken-chan, they say a splinter's the worst kind of pain, so it won't get any worse."

"That's a paper cut dumbass!" The black-clad master swung and was blocked by his opponent.

"Is it?" Sakata laughed again. "I'm not very good with proverbs." He sidestepped, causing Kenichi to stumble slightly but quickly right himself as they exchanged strikes and brought each other to the pain part of the field again.

"You're right about one thing though, that's the last bit of pain I'll be feeling from you!" He held up his sword threateningly. "No more fooling around Sakata, let's end this now!"

"As you wish, but if we continue like this, I'm not sure I can ensure your safety, I hope you've made your peace." Sakata lowered his head, looking serious for the first time in the battle.

"Those who live by the sword must accept that they will die at any moment, isn't that right Sakata? I have no intention of leaving this world just yet, not while my sword still hungers for blood, it won't allow me to die until I've killed you!"

Sakata sighed. "If that's how you wish to be, I have no choice. Please forgive me, my friend." He took a dash towards his opponent for a final strike.

"SAKATA!!!" Kenichi ran towards him as well, sword held high and eyes thirsty for blood.

"Rei Giri!"

As the two passed each other, a shockwave blew through the crowd of students, leaving each one to stare in awe, wondering who would fall first.

After what seemed like forever, a stream of blood burst from Sakata's shoulder, while no mark seemed visible on Kenichi.

"He did it!" A student laughed.

"Yeah! Go Kenichi-sensei!" Another one cheered.

Gin smirked and shook his head, chuckling softly.

Kenichi turned to Sakata, grinning broadly at his apparent victory. "Well Sakata, what do you think now!?"

"You're weak…" He whispered.

"What was that!?"

"I gave you an opening so that you would strike at my vital area and leave your own open, an old samurai ditch effort, and yet all you gave me was this shallow cut." He grinned at the wound on his shoulder and across the top part of his chest.

Gin's chuckle turned into uproarious laughter as he watched the two. "Sakata-sensei's secret technique, the Rei Giri, or Spirit Strike."

"But there's not a mark on m-!" Kenichi was cut off as he coughed up a load of blood. He doubled over, holding his chest.

"Take a good look at my sword, Ken-chan." He held up the Blind Wolf. "This can't cut the skin at all. The reason they call my sword the Blind Wolf and me the Blind Bandit is because all of my wounds are invisible." He grinned devilishly to his incapacitated opponent.

"D-Damn you…" Kenichi spat up more blood before collapsing on the ground in a pool of his own regurgitated fluids, quiet and unmoving.

"Uh… what the hell just happened?" Karen and DJ blinked, both very confused.

"Sakata-sensei's Rei Giri uses his sword's flat edge to displace air and create a 'spirit blade' that goes right through the skin without a mark, and cuts internally, severing organs, damaging lungs, and whathaveyou. The person looks fine, but while they think they've won, they're bleeding to death on the inside. They're dead within a minute as soon as that attack hits. As soon as Sakata-sensei got Kenichi to open up his vital area, he won." Gin explained.

As the others were focused on the battle, the rest of Kenichi's students had run away from the battle after seeing their sensei collapse. "How shameful…" Sakata turned to the students, who were escaping on a large ship in a hurry and already beginning to set sail.

"You turn tail and run away from your sensei, don't even bother to collect his remains, even though he was a lousy teacher, I can't forgive such behavior, and I can't let you get away, though I pray you survive. Rei Funegiri! (Spirit Shipcutter)" He swung his sword up, letting out a large arc of translucent energy that could only be assumed to be the 'spirit blade' Gin was talking about earlier. The blade cut through the ship, severing it nearly perfectly in half. Some of the students survived and swam as far away from the shore as they could get, tail between their legs in fear of the master, some weren't so lucky.

"Well then, now that that's taken care of…" Sakata sheathed his blade quietly and picked up Kenichi's body, placing it in the hole from his the earlier Earth Dragon Strike. "Now to deal with our new visitors."

"What are you talking about sensei?" The students turned around to see a marine ship behind them on the opposite side of the shore, with two men standing at the front of a crowd of gathering marines.

One was a calm-faced man with blue eyes and dark black hair that was messy in the front. The other had a similar calm face, but had red eyes instead that carried a look of madness with them. The former spoke in an ice-like tone.

"You've created quite a mess here, my old friend…"

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DJP: Crap… out of the frying pan and into the fire I suppose. Sorry if the battle wasn't as long or intense as expected, but it's mostly a character building fic. Anyway, only one chapter left now till the end of the fic, how will all of this wrap up? Dun Dun… DUN!!! –dramatic chipmunk-

DJ: Who are these guys?

Sakata: It's been a long time, Captain

???: Don't you find it strange that marines would attack a no-name island looking for a Yonkou? Something else is going on here…

DJ: I'm not going to lose everyone again! Things are different this time, I'm different!

Epilogue: Invaders from Devil's Nest

???: That boy's grown up in an interesting way…