The Grand Line is a twisted and demented place, any sailor worth his salt will tell you that.
The moment you step out of the known navigational routes, and that is way easier than you could think, you are completely screwed. Physics will lose any sense, entire dimensions can come and go, time could go backward, floating whales whose songs turn velocity into music will accompany you….aye, that happened, don't ask.
They were the best orchestra that the Grand Line has seen in decades, though; unfortunately, they became the victims of their talent, and one of the biggest assholes in the entire world decided that they should be kept captive in Mary Geoise, where they should be, always at the beck and call of the gods of this world.
Nay, that was not a joke, that was a literal quotation of what Saint Daeh Kcid, a Celestial Dragon, proclaimed when he received news of the latest miracle of the Grand Line. One more, of the millions of whims, and idiocies of all kinds of calibers that this world had to suffer since the ascension of the World Government.
After eight hundred years, more or less, what was a powerful coalition of countries, has become a totalitarian regime that squeezed the world, one piece at a time, to satisfy the ego of the Celestial Dragons, and the designs of the Elder Stars. The Marines, necessary as they are, became an extension of such decisions, and over time, what was a good idea at the moment, and a method to stabilize the anarchic water world, took a turn for the worse.
Of course, the vast majority of the populace had zero ideas of the horrid shenanigans that the Celestial Dragons made every, single, day. Not to mention the blatant hypocrisy of the World Government, and no little amount of the Marines, at the slaves topic, and how more than one Marine branch is practically the small fiefdom of the captain there, more than anything else because he is the strongest people around and his word was law. Literally.
All in all, it depends a lot on your perspective. For a Bounty hunter, the place is booming with business, for a pirate is blooming with opportunities, and for a Marine, well, you will always have someone to fight against, or you will always have someone ordering you what to do with your sad life. Mind you, that there is a lot of upstanding people among the Marines.
That's an interesting topic, how much they mirror each other, the marines and the pirates.
Taking an example of the pirate crews, you will realize that practically all of them had a theme running on. The Emperor Kaido had a thing for leather, spikes, and beasts, Big Mom and food are the same, among the Warlord, Gecko Moria had a thing for zombies and gothic themes, and among the East Blue, well, you just need to see the circus, pun intended, that is Buggy the Clown crew.
The Marines are the same, but with a fetching white overcoat. I mean, the Celestial Dragons are the worst aspect of the pirates incarnated but with the law behind them and a ridicule outfit.
Of course, such opinions are better left unsaid, just in case a Cypher Pool ear is on the area and decided to report to the higher-ups, and those decided that your opinions are dangerous and decided to sent a CP-9 after your ass. Unless you are beyond the level of a vice-admiral, a CP-9 is the apex predator of Paradise and the East Blue. Along with Logia Devil fruits, Sea Kings, and the Tailed Beasts.
It was curious how the natural order was set up in the oceans. Under the ocean, the Sea Kings reign supreme, above the oceans, the Tailed Beasts reign supreme. Although a powerful enough Devil Fruit can send it all to hell in a handbasket, in the case of the Tailed Beasts, it has a peculiar addendum that makes them the natural counter to most of the Devil Fruits.
You see, Tailed Beasts are, in a nutshell, living masses of Haki with some Devil fruits equivalent powers, but without any of the weakness of a Devil fruit.
No one is sure when or where the heck did the Tailed Beasts came to be; although there are rumors of lesser haki entities and a monstrous, eldritch, Ten Tailed Beast that tore the world a new one, long before the Void Century; but the truth is that the Tailed Beasts, or Biju, as they were baptized in Wano Country, are an old staple of this world.
Back in the day, Void Century day, the Biju lived in peace on whatever land they inhabited, and whenever they have a grievance, a member of the Uzumaki Clan will act as the middleman, reaching a treaty between humans and Biju. Then, the World Government came into existence, and everything started to go pear-shaped, especially when a method to contain the Biju appeared.
With wars that came after the Void Century, and the surge of the World Government, the Biju were hunted, as they are WMD that can assure the predominance of a kingdom, the things went so pear-shaped, that in the last seven centuries, the Biju became nightmares, monsters that destroyed everything on their path.
The only positive thing was that the Biju is nine, and the world is vast, with the Grand Line madness keeping continent-sized lands in pocket dimensions where people can live their entire lives alone and in peace.
Still, the Biju, much like the Logia fruits and the Mythical zoans, was a juicy treasure to seek out, especially when the method to contain the Biju into a human and use the powers of such Biju for their benefit was way too tempting. And the Celestial Dragons insisted that the Biju are theirs, their pets, their slaves, and war hounds.
The Celestial Dragons are an entire different cattle of fish, generations of pampered, inbreed assholes had produced a special kind of horror. A small horde of rude, violent, whimsical, inbreed delusional individuals, whose word is the law. There are small exceptions, like the case of the Elder Stars, that are one of the most cunning bastards that you could ever meet, but in general, the Celestial Dragons are the worst possible individuals that you could encounter.
Among the many, many, sins of the Celestial Dragons, perhaps one of the worst, is the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon. The brand that all Celestial Dragons put on their slaves; mind you, that slavery was, technically, illegal in ALL the Blues, alas, the Celestial Dragons are above the law; and that mark them as possession of the Celestial Dragon.
Out of their usual delusions, the Celestial Dragons insisted on mark the Biju as their property, alas, trying to mark living haki is impossible, and if they managed to do it, they simply will heal those damages in time. Seeing that they could not mark the Biju, they decided that the way to go was to contain them into slaves, and brand the slaves. The problem is that a container did not last long, the Biju are living masses of haki, to be able to contain them, a strong haki and body are required, and that is not all that easy to find.
Out of all the people in the world, there are two groups of people that seemed capable of holding the Biju better than the others. The Uzumaki and the D clan, but the two groups had been gone almost extinct, in a mixture of a series of long strings of bad days ever, and the shenanigans of the Celestial Dragon, the Pirates, and the individual kingdoms who had a stupid idea, and the resources to pull it off.
The roots and the D clan, are a mystery even to this day, with individuals from all kinds of origins, came into the spotlight carrying the D on their names. The most famous individual would be Gol D Roger, the later Pirate King that defied the Grand Line and conquered it, becoming the Pirate King. At the end of his execution, the so-called Great Pirate Era began, and hundreds of pirate crews went to the seas to claim the One Pîece. So far, none has managed to do it.
On the other hand, the Uzumaki were relatively better known. They were a powerful clan of Wano, loyal to the Shogun, but, by law, allowed to exit the Wano Country and deal with any necessity that the Biju could have. All pure-blooded among them shared a curious trait of having vibrant red hair, and that soon marked when, whenever they are outside of Wano, to be chased by slavers and sold to the Celestial Dragons to become containers of the next Biju they could put their hands on.
The destruction of the Uzumaki came with the arrival of Kaido to Wano. The betrayal of Orochi ran deeper than just sell Oden to Kaido, he betrayed the Uzumaki, sent them to traps all over the New World, and tried to kept the clan head, Uzumaki Mito, around, as she was the container of the Nine-Tailed Fox for quite some time.
Time passed, and Mito, who was already an old woman, finally passed away, but Orochi, knowing that the Nine-Tailed Fox was one of the perfect counters against a beast like Kaido, forced one of the descendants of Mito to become the new container.
Another of the qualities of the Uzumaki's, they are the perfect containers for the Biju. The average life of a container is fifty to sixty years old, and that's even if they had a strong haki, but the Uzumaki, who are of the similar vitality of Giants, are capable of living their entire natural lives as containers without a problem. One of the reasons why the Celestial Dragons salivated at the idea of an Uzumaki slave, who could turn into the perfect container and have a Biju at their beck and call.
But in a final act of defiance, when Mito passed away, she managed to smuggle Kushina out of Wano, with the help of a young, but infamous, bounty hunter of the New World and beyond. The lad, of half Uzumaki heritage himself, helped the teenager Kushina, escape out of Wano, and into the New World.
And so, Uzumaki Kushina and Sebastian Delcano meet at the shores of Wano, and together they sailed out of Wano and into the unknown, sixteen years after the conquest of Wano by Kaido, and ten years after the execution of Gol D Roger. The entire plan was to keep the Biju out of the hands of anyone, the World Government, Pirates, countries, whatever. To kept the Biju free, like they were in the distant past before the World Government raise to power.
Neither pirates nor revolutionaries, Delcano and Kushina were the odd ones out in the Grand Line, carrying the sacred duty of the Uzumaki into the next generation. That was Kushina's dream, to reunite the Biju and let them be free from the machinations of anyone that could try to take advantage of them.
Delcano admired the passion of the young lass, discretely scratching the red sun tattoo over his right chest, and silently admiring her fierce and vibrant spirit. Delcano was broken goods. Barely twenty-three years of age, and he has already seen the worst of humankind several times over.
A native of the New World, on a lumber island near the shores of Elbaf, Delcano lost his family; his mother was an Uzumaki; during a slavery raid attack, they picked him, an eight years young child the size of an adult man due to his giant heritage, and sold him to the Celestial Dragons.
Several years of slavery followed, surviving as much as he could, but strong enough of mind and body to grow into a powerful human specimen in the gladiatorial pits of Mary Geoise, and finally freed due to the actions of Fisher Tiger. When the Fishman raided the unholy land, Delcano joined the Fishman in his rage and free as many slaves as he could, especially three young amazons that Delcano met at the pits and that had become good friends, as much as one can have those in the slave pens of Mary Geoise.
Out of gratitude, Delcano sailed with Fisher Tiger and his fishmen crew. Delcano was of giant heritage, a ten feet mass of muscles capable of wrestling a baby Sea King into submission, and with a tremendously powerful armament haki. With the clear distrust that some of the crew had for humans, Delcano soon left crystal clear, that he was way above the average human, and more than capable of strangling any fool Fishman with its intestines if they tried any to pull any shit with him.
Carrying the mark of the sun, Delcano left the crew when he found a Devil Fruit and had to sail with a bunch of Wano slaves back to the original island of his mother. With the powers of a Devil Fruit, Delcano brought the slaves back to Wano, meet Uzumaki Mito, and promise to take Kushina out of the country.
Say what you want, Delcano 's word is sacred. Delcano took his oaths freaking seriously.
Without anything else to do with his life, without a homeland, without family, without anything but raw power. Delcano joined the quest of Kushina to found, reunite, and live in peace with the Biju. It was a noble quest, and to be completely honest with himself, Delcano became a pirate with the Sun pirates out of necessity to hide the Hoof of the Soaring Dragon. Delcano never liked at all the piracy that he had to do to make a living.
Kushina's idealism was attractive, and it had a purpose. After being a slave, Delcano knew the kind of bullshit that the Celestial Dragon did daily; a sociopathic manchild like Saint Charloss, with access to a Biju, was a nightmare in the making that kept Delcano shuddering for an entire minute.
To hide their activities, but not needing to hide the Uzumaki surname of Kushina, they took a bounty hunting job that allowed them to move all over the New World and beyond. Using Kurama as a method of transportation, when no vessel or Sea Train was available.
Since its creation, the Sea train has quickly become the favorite method of transportation for all of those that can allow the tickets. The routes of the Sea train are stable and are commonly free from the shenanigans that the rest of the Grand Line tended to toss at whatever ships traverse its chaotic and anarchic waters. Still, the Sea train is very expensive, and only islands of the Grand Line and the New World had such an urge for stable maritime routes.
In the East Blue, and the first part of the Grand Line, climate and physics are stable enough for all kinds of ships to be the more common method of transportation, any decent enough sailor can traverse those waters, but beyond Water Seven, a good navigator is an absolute must.
Well, that or being able to walk on water, fly, or whatever alternate method of transportation is at hand. People like Admiral Aokiji have been seen riding a bike from island to island through an ice road that he made as he pedaled. Others, like Germa 66, had a floating fortress, dragged by massive snails that are capable of swimming and scaling the Red Line. Or be unlucky enough to step into a random rift, and walk into a mysterious rift in space and end up at the other end of the world, by sheer dumb luck.
Sea train was the favorite method of transportation of Delcano, the wonderful machine was a bit expensive, but the comfort and tranquility of the travel were more than worth the price. In the New World, traveling between islands by train, by the twenty or so stations that exist for that purpose, takes about one day to an entire week, with a month if you take the longest route. In Paradise; the alternate name that New World natives give to the second part of the Grand Line; there are five major islands; Ennies Lobby included; and several other lesser know stations and smaller stops where small ships ferry people all over the archipelagos around.
Thanks to Kurama; Kushina's Biju; in case of necessity, Kushina transformed into a big ass Nine-Tailed fox that can run over water at impossible speed, and cover the distance between islands in record time. Kurama hates being used like that, but considering that the bounty hunting crew of Delcano did not have a ship per se, sometimes, they do need an alternate method of transportation.
The Sea train had another, wonderful, advantage, and it was that it was one of the few seafaring modes of transport that were relatively respected by all factions. The thing is, that not even the most stupid pirate will ever try to cannon the train down. Sure enough, board the thing with Flying Fish, or fishmen trying to make a quick buck is a possibility, but the Marine HQ makes extensive use of the train, so it is more than likely that all travels, be it New World or Paradise, will have at least a couple of Marine officers onboard the VIP sections of the train.
Onboard the train from Saint Poplar to Pucci, Delcano was stalking their next prey, well, stalking was a bit of a stretch, the prey was on the train, and unless the idiot wanted to swim, or do the walk on air trick that high marine officers do, jumping out of the train now will be foolish to the extreme. Not counting that, a mile from the rails of the train, the sea was covered in a green lime color on where strange crocodile-like creatures were frolicking and doing mating dances or something.
Seeing the strange fauna of the sea in the middle of their particular brand of courting had inspired Delcano's partner onboard the train to imitate them. She pushed Delcano on one of the comfortable sofas, locked the door of the booth that they have rented for the voyage, and with a hungry feline smirk, jumped Delcano bones, eager to ride him for hours.
Delcano smiled, knowing full well how high Yoruichi's libido was. The Half-mink user of the Raiju fruit, had a libido for the ages, perhaps the byproduct of the fruit, or by her natural tendencies, in any case, Yoruichi was a horny cat, almost literally, and if there is something that she liked was to have long, passionate, sessions of sex. Usually, a threesome with Kushina was the norm, but after Yoruichi and Delcano left Kushina in Water Seven, to finally negotiate the construction of a ship, to give chase to a high bounty, a smuggler of Devil Fruits with quite the price on his head, they suddenly received the news that Kushina has been arrested.
Well, better said, Delcano and Yoruichi were about to capture the smuggler when a trio of CP-9 agents attacked the very same spot. Yoruichi said that it was better to leave the guy for the CP-9, easily recognizable for their black suits, and how they were using the Six Powers style to dispatch the smugglers, and Delcano agreed with her.
Worst came to be, Delcano was confident that they will be able to take down the CP-9 agents, unless they had haki, and they were not showing it. But if they kept their distance, the CP-9 will leave them alone as well. Still, Yoruichi did not want the travel to be a complete loss, so, she slipped into the ship of the smugglers, and took anything of value that she could find.
Yoruichi, much like Kushina, was trained to be an assassin since birth.
She was part of a schism of Wano country immigrants that abandon Wano centuries ago and settled up somewhere in the New World, sadly, they were trapped by one of the dimensional rifts of the New World, and they are now practically living in their private world, with a completely different timeline and customs. The World Government let them be, because it will be a complete drag, and a waste of resources, to set anything permanent there, not to mention how the time flows differently, and its impossible to set up adequate communications inside of the pocket realm of lost souls.
Due to her exotic nature as half-mink, very, very rare outside of the New World, and how she came from that odd kingdom, she was targeted by slavers, captured nearby Sabaody, and sold to the biggest bidder in the infamous "Public Employment Security Office", whose real name was the human auctioning house, the biggest slave bidder business on Paradise. The one-house reason why the Marines need a purge from top to bottom.
Her buyer was an asshole of a pirate captain with a fetish for minks, Yoruichi tore his throat with her teeth with he tried to rape her, and when she walked out of the captain cabin to kill the rest of the crew, found herself staring at a big ass nine-tailed fox and a gigantic human that was tearing the crew of slavers and pirates apart as they talk about what the giant was about to cook for dinner.
Kushina loved ramen, loved it with an inordinate passion, and since Delcano become a free man, he had taken a liking to cook. After disposing of the corpses of the ship, Delcano, Yoruichi, and Kushina had dinner on board the ghost ship. They talk, they knew each other, and after a week of travel together, Yoruichi joined Delcano and Kushina in bed, and never get out.
To say that they had a very sexual relationship would be an understatement, they can not get enough of each other, having sex almost daily, and always in hot threesomes, unless something forces them to be apart. Almost daily, Delcano is grateful that Kushina and Yoruichi are bisexual, they do share enough fetishes to be extremely compatible in bed, and Yoruichi, much like Delcano, saw Kushina's particular quest quite attractive.
Yoruichi was part of a noble lineage back home, but the pressure, the demands, and the toxic and extenuating exigences of the clan, and how they were nothing but a bunch of pencil pushers that expected her to fix all their problems, push Yoruichi past the limit of her patience, and flipping the bird, she abandoned the oppressive place for the mysterious Grand Line.
Leaving apart the tragedy of being captured and sold as a slave, Yoruichi did not have an ounce of regret. She was in a loving relationship with two wonderful people that can make her purr like nothing else, and they have a worthy, and noble objective, at the same time that they get rid of some of the worst of the scums that navigated the seas.
Yoruichi took the most valuable thing on the ship, a strange Devil fruit that called to her; it was something akin to an orange, but electric blue, and something akin to cat whiskers pattern over the surface; along filling her pockets with some wads of bills, and was about to vanish, when the strangest of the trio of CP-9 made a passing comment about a Tailed Beast capture in Water Seven.
Delcano and Yoruichi tracked the trio of assassins, confirming their fears that somehow, the government has managed to capture Kushina in Water Seven, and had taken her into custody. That only means two things, Ennies Lobby, or Impel Down, none of them were particularly attractive, but the problem was something else. Kushina was an Uzumaki, was also the container of the Nine-Tailed Fox, and had a long, standing reputation of being one of the most capable bounty hunters on Paradise and the New World. Meaning that Kushina was irresistible for the Celestial Dragons, the moment one of those shitstains get an ear of her capture, they will come in droves to mark her as theirs.
The mere idea of Kushina being marked as cattle as Delcano was, almost sent him into a rage, and considering the devastating capabilities of his Devil Fruit, that was a very bad idea. Delcano had to practice emotional control every single second of his life, otherwise, his Devil Fruit will flare and turn miles around him in a burned wasteland.
After they finished the job, the next morning, the assassins separated. The wolf fruit user took a call to the transponder snail that they had with themselves, and after a quick conversation, he abandoned the building where the CP-9 were living, protesting and grumbling the entire time. That was a small blessing and made the vigilance work of Delcano and Yoruichi easier.
By the afternoon, the two remaining assassins were on a train, en route to Pucci, soon joined by Delcano and Yoruichi. Once aboard, Delcano's and Yoruichi's observation haki was more than enough to kept tabs on the, not very discrete pair of CP-9 agents.
It was a non-written law, respected by most of the people on the Grand Line, that one does not start shit on the Sea Train. All organizations of the world cracked the whip on that one. Inside of the train, everyone stood on their best manners. Alas, no one said anything about outside, and there are enough fools out there, see the aforementioned raids of the Sea train, that believe themselves exempt of that rule.
And with so much time free, Yoruichi had decided to temporarily drown her worries and concern about one of her lovers, with the majestic and massive man meat of the other.
Delcano was a towering ten feet hunk of a man, swollen as hell, with abs that could grate Sea stone on them, and muscles like steel cords. Kushina, and in a very lesser manner Yoruichi, had a muscle fetish, and rubbing herself against the muscular body of Delcano was a massive turn-on for her, Yoruichi loved her man strong, but Yoruichi was a size queen more than anything else.
Nothing gets her wet more than a huge cock, and Delcano was hung like a horse.
In one of those boring evenings on board of the Sea Train, in one of those occasions where they have rented a room for long-distance travels, Yoruichi, picking up a measuring tape, calculated how endowed Delcano was, much to the amusement of Kushina.
The thing is that thanks to Delcano's fruit, part of his powers included that he can change sizes, growing into half the size of a giant for a very small amount of time. With a measuring tape and a bit of discomfort at the sudden size of Delcano, Yoruichi did some maths and concluded that:
The body proportions of Delcano's cock were 1/6 of his size, meaning that when Delcano is six feet tall, he has a foot long cock, when he is twelve feet tall, he has a two feet long cock. As Delcano grow older, his giant heritage started to impose over the fruit powers and the smaller form that Delcano can take is nine feet tall. To say that Yoruichi was delighted to have a foot and half long cock at her beck and call, a cock as thick as a two-liter soda bottle and capable to reach the deepest spots on her tight and silk-like pussy, would be the understatement of the century.
69 was also a favorite position of the trio, but today Yoruichi wanted to extend the pleasure all that she could. The moment she locked the door, knowing that they had hours ahead, Yoruichi fished the meaty package of Delcano and sucked on the bulbous head of Delcano's cock as if it was a delicious lollipop. Slowly, loudly, Yoruichi sucked on the head of the cock of Delcano, massaging the orange-sized balls that hang from his crotch, her hands were full with the source of the best milk that the kitty has ever tasted.
Delcano put his hands behind his head, Yoruichi wanted to be in absolute control, and Delcano left her. In terms of oral skills, Yoruichi was a maestro. Her expert and dexterous tongue were able to do things that sent Delcano into cloud nine.
After she lavished the cock adequately, observing the pillar of masculine meat with an adoring expression on her face, Yoruichi stranded Delcano, rubbing the diamond-hard erection against her dark skin. Delcano's healthy skin tone made the perfect contrast with the dark skin of his kitty. The labia of the pussy of Yoruichi loudly gushed against the bulging veins of Delcano's cock, sending pangs of pleasure to both.
Inch by delicious inch, the thick and adamantine cock of Delcano invaded the folds of Yoruichi, inflaming the pleasure centers of her brain something fierce. Barely contained moans surged from Yoruichi, who stiffened as her pussy demanded more, demanded deeper, demanded that the godly cock at the entrance of her core, plundered her in a sex coma. Alas, Yoruichi had other intentions, she had time, resisting the temptation of riding Delcano cowgirl style until she fucked herself silly, she slowly took more inside of her flooded pussy, until the tip of the cock of Delcano kissed the entrance of her womb.
Yoruichi's carnal folds were wet velvet, tight, wet, deliciously rubbing all the veins of Delcano's meat with the perfect mixture of pressure and delicacy. Smiling widely, Delcano grabbed the juicy rump of Yoruichi. The ass of Yoruichi was a work of art, Delcanos big hands grabbed the cheeks of Yoruichi fondling it, and helping Yoruichi to set up the sex pace.
Yoruichi's ass was capable of starting a new pirate era with so much booty that she packed, but her tits?. That chocolate bazoongas were simply perfect. As Yoruichi bounced up and down, her tits bounced as well, hypnotically trapping Delcano's attention with their motions. The big orbs had dark pink aureolas that were very sensitive. More than once, Kushina and Delcano made Yoruichi orgasm by sucking her delicious tits.
Finally adjusting at the plundering tool inside of her pussy, Yoruichi put her hands over the diamond-hard abs of Delcano and started to ride him at a slow, but intense, pace, that put both of them into a trance of tender and sweet pleasure. Closing her eyes and with an absent smile, Yoruichi bounced up and down the love of her life, losing herself into the loving coupling that she was performing with Delcano.
For hours, they stood like that, voluntarily losing themselves into the pleasure that the other was offering. They cum dozens of times, but that did little to slow down their desires, the inhumane stamina of both was more than well known for the other lover in their lives, the lover that has been taken from them.
Yoruichi was the one that suddenly purred loudly, stiffening and clenching her teeth in almost silent orgasm, before she fell forward, over the chest of Delcano that softly chuckled and hugged the fucked silly woman close to him. His cock was still inside of her, lubricated by the liters of cum that he has cum during the hours of tender sex that they had. His cock was trapped inside of the core of Yoruichi who did not want to let go of the source of the pleasure, but unable to take more.
Wrapping them with a blanket, Delcano cuddled with his chocolate lover, even sleeping his Observation haki will still alert him if something happens.
The travel did not take much, and by the next day, they were already on Pucci. Yoruichi, way more trained and adept at stealth, and kept an eye over the two CP-9 that were busy with their shenanigans, and went directly to the Marine HQ at Pucci. Haki was rare, if not unheard of, in Paradise, but the CP-9 are assassins, born and trained, and Yoruichi kept a distance from the two, just in case they managed to detect her. After the agents did whatever they need to do at the HQ, Yoruichi saw the perfect chance to ambush the idiots when they walked into an open park.
Calling her lover through a baby transponder snail, she waited for the moment that Delcano will start the show. As much as Yoruichi loved him, she was conscious that Delcano was as subtle as a rock. Not only because of how he was nine feet tall, the bare minimum that his powers and giant heritage allow him to be, but because how he was muscular as hell, and whose Devil Fruit powers are impossible to hide when they are unleashed.
It was perhaps a stroke of luck, that the objectives that they are about to attack were on the lower end of the CP-9 of this era. Both Fukurou and Kumadori have already mastered the Six Powers, the style that was the trademark of any powerful marine, Vice-Admirals and above, but they are experts assassins with a lot of missions accomplished. But among the CP-9, both were on the lower end of the totem pole.
Kumadori was dragging his feet all they could before returning to Ennies Lobby, where they will be waiting for the next mission, it was just a stroke of luck that Jabra had answered the transponder snail and was urgently recalled to Ennies Lobby to transport the unexpected capture that the squad at Water Seven had found. With the Water Seven group unable to escort the prisoner to Ennies Lobby, and from there to Impel Down.
From the kabuki actor assassin, and the zipper-mouthed strange round man, this small detour to the Marine base at Pucci was just a couple of unexpected days off. A small blessing that allowed them to enjoy their oddities, like Kumadori doing kabuki acting as soon as he found an adequate spot, and Fukurou rolling all over the island looking for juicy gossip.
The poor suckers never saw them coming until it was too late.
Suddenly, out of nowhere, a sun fell over them. A thunderous ball of fire slammed near them, crushing Kumadori like a wrecking ball, the poor kabuki actor had barely time to raise his Iron Body technique, and prevent the worst of the sudden blazing meteor that has stomped him to the ground.
Fukurou was fast enough to dodge the strike, rolling out of the crashing zone with a quick application of Shave, a basic technique of the Six Powers, his best trick, but by the moment that he recover his footing, Yoruichi was already over him, digging her haki enhanced nails on the flesh of Fukurou and letting her electro flood the flesh of the CP-9. Yoruichi was half-mink, she had inherited the nails and electro of her cat-mink heritage and turn them into powerful assets.
Standing over the prone form of Kumadori, the tall form of Delcano stomped his boot over the chest of Kumadori, cracking even more than already battered and cracked ribs of the CP-9 assassin, and staring at him with his hair burning in solar flames, a burning promise of the pain that he will dish if Kumadori even tried to do anything that it is not answered with the absolute truth.
Yoruichi had Fukurou already down for the count, standing above the odd zipper-mouthed lad with the haki of her nails already retreating.
Even if the round lad had an exceptional Iron Body technique, Yoruichi had pierced his flesh with her haki nails, and deliver a brutal shock to the internal organs. Unless the round man had a strong haki and judging from the smoke coming out his mouth and his empty eyes, that was a crippling technique for almost anyone.
Kumadori tried to focus his eyes on the giant that was crushing his chest and found himself staring at an angry sun that stared back at him, with the promise of an agonizing death.
"Now that I had your attention, I am going to ask you a couple of questions", the deep voice of the man crushing froze Kumadori's blood in his veins, it was like listening to a burning version Lucci, and Kumadori was scared shitless of Lucci.
"Where is my wife?". Asked the sun and Kumadori blinked a bit confused. "Where is Uzumaki Kushina?".
"Oh, Shit!", terror flashed on the kabuki actor's eyes, and then Kumadori realized how much had they fucked up.