[Lord English]

Evan yanked the two to head down to the brig, tossing the one in one cell and locking it before taking the other the whole way down the hall of cells to toss him in there. He locked him in then stood between the two to wait. His nose wrinkled a bit from the smell of previous prisoners, knowing all of them had once been down here before given the opportunity to live. He gazed at the two of them back and forth with a tad bit of disgust that they would ruin their opportunity at freedom.

Above deck, everyone ran to get themselves sorted in proper places. One male approached her and said, “My name is Farquar, I am have medical training.” He looked at her arm and said, “You fucked up your arm, captain.” He said it with such a straight face and with no tone variant. The others started to get the ship going to wherever they were going to once more.

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The swordsman gave Axel a look when he stated about his singing. He let Axel have the wheel as he muttered, “No fun, but still a magnificent specimen.” He chilled out as they saw land peeking over the horizon. He didn’t know he’d been goofing off at the wheel for several hours. This was when he heard his captain’s orders to stay on board when they got there. He sighed with a sense of passion to it and said, “Yes magnificent beast. By the way, what’s your full name almighty being of the seas?” He thought he’d ask. They’ve just been going off of what they knew of each other and he wanted to know the name of this creature before him. If it had no name, he wanted to name him Fluffles so that if they heard even the mention of something soft and fluffy, they instead would imagine a great red shark the shade of blood tearing their flesh limb from limb.

[Lord English]

Bell’uomo was silent through the elevator ride and slipped his hand into his pocket to lightly press on his phone to give his limousine driver the signal to come back, walking slowly to the outside as he tried to buy time. He wasn’t going to warn them about what was in his home, but he’d assure them once they found out that it was perfectly legal. He could hear the limousine returning, it must not have gotten far or it picked up his precious wolf. As the limo rolled up, he saw the furry face in the window, panting. He opened he door and let the other two in first, “Don’t mind Sicaro, he won’t bite unless I tell him to.” The wolf in the limo seemed to become focused to the point he stopped panting, his eyes were locked on Leon and he let out a light growl. Bell’uomo gave Sicaro a quick look of disapproval and the dog relaxed and went back to panting. “It will only take a short time,” He commented to them as he was sure to enter last. “Seems Sicaro was sent here instead of DC… Those airports here never listen..” He did seem happy to have his dog, though, petting him as they started to go.

[Lord English]

Upon the shout, everyone on her ship stood around in clear view of her in a disorderly line that was clear that they weren’t exactly organized yet. The five members that had been real marines were in a straight line on their own. The one marked by whitebeard still had the one member head-locked and as she finished the first statement he was about to speak but she gave him a direct order. He looked to the one marked by Buggy and gripped the front of his shirt and drug him that way. The smaller man was frantically trying to explain himself, “No! Please! You don’t understand! That little bastard was stealing important items and I didn’t want you to concern yourself with him!” He tried to pull from the grasp but that just got him placed into a head lock as well.

The much larger man looked at the captain and spoke to her, “My name is Evan. I am a gunner. If I may, I will deal with this first. I hate trouble makers.” He gave the two a squeeze and awaited permission to deal with them.

One of the actual marines stepped forward and said, “My name is Johnathan and I am decent at Navigating but I pride myself in cleaning. I also like to organize things. Just like files and stuff.” He wanted to salute but he was trying to not do so, they were all pirates now.

One of the pirates stepped up with a swirled mark upon themselves and said, “I am Wurn and I like dealing with explosives. I can name and identify at least fifty kinds of explosives and how they work but I still got a lot to learn.” He took a stick of dynamite out of his pants and waved it around, “And that jerk wanted me to do cleaning duty. Johnny there is better suited.”

“It’s Johnathan and yeah,” The marine replied back, “He had me on explosives. Then he did seem to not like us.”

Wurn went to him and threw his arm over his shoulders and said, “Johnathan is so formal. You’re a pirate now. Try a nickname or two, okay Johnny?”

With them stepping up, the others began to step up and share names and what they are capable of and their likes. “Patron, I like cooking.” “Umari, I prefer entertainment but I can kind of use a blade.” “Ruben, I like to show off my body but I can work the riggings like silk through fingers.” “My name is Kelsie, yes I am a guy, and I like to cross dress. I will admit that! And I can steer in rough water but navigation is a problem for me.” “Toro, I can identify fish. That’s about it.” Everyone didn’t seem like they wanted to leave. The dysfunction didn’t seem to harm them too badly, in fact they seemed more proud than when they were all marines by force.

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Mihawk was satisfied with his answer in the respect towards those who had helped the late king become what he was. The thud of the chair made him want to attack but he withheld himself, placing his hand onto the chair and lowering himself onto it when asked. He felt horrible for being put into this condition, then for Axel to point it out made him feel vulnerable. He looked at Axel though it was towards the sound, he could have been mistaken for staring at his mouth. He listened to the precautions Axel was willing to take to assure his safety, him comforted by this offer and yet still on guard as it was made obvious that this would be a hindrance. Once it appeared that Axel was finished speaking, Dracule spoke as he said, “Perhaps it will improve on its own. I am no doctor but I am sure it is like staring into the sun for a moment. We will have it looked at if you so insist but the island you were heading towards has a marine base on it now. You must be careful.” He thought a moment then said, “Also if you see a shop with a dog in it and no one else, the dog is the owner. I have been there once before the marines settled in and learned about the shop. It thinks it is a vicious protector and I would suggest getting on its good side. The people will trust you that way.” He felt his eyes flicker to the ground, he was disgusted with himself and sat in silence from then on.

The swordsman was still holding the wheel straight and steady, thinking to himself and then he started to sing very poorly, “♫ I love the predators of the deep, they can smell you out if your blood does seep. They are better than wolves hunting helpless sheep! I love the predators of the deep! ♫” He was rather oblivious beyond his tone deaf singing. He almost started swaying despite his unholdable tune and it was rocking the ship as he turned the wheel in his dance. When he caught that he was dancing, he stopped and just went back to singing, “♫They all have sharp teeth and might eat you in your sleep! The lovely predators of the deeeeeeeeeep!”

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Across the snail radio, Truble’s voice would be heard, “Mako, where are you swimming off to?”

“I am going home for a while,” Mako’s voice responded with rushing water accompanying it. “Well, not MY home but home like you know where home.”

“Why the hell are you going back to Fishman Island?” Truble asked sounding a bit irritated, “I thought you said you hated it there?”

“Personal issues,” Mako responded then hers turned off.

Truble was heard grunting then the cracking of wood, “Damn it Mako… Fine, I won’t bother, I need to go that way anyways.”

[Lord English]

[center][b]Name:[/b] Helexia Zeanrik
[b]Race:[/b] Spotted Hyena (Meow says the Hyena)
[b]Sex:[/b] Female
[b][u]Appearance[/u][/b]
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[b]Resources:[/b] Arm Stabby Bit.
[b][u]Abilities[/u][/b]
[u]Jester Abilties[/u]
[b]Whimsy[/b] – She has an uncanny sense of whimsy about her that is just priceless as it keeps even her positive in even the most dire of situations, as such her

emotions are nearly never known.
[b]Prank Gadgets[/b] – She knows the workings of the gadgets of prankstertude, including the whoopee cushion, shock buzzer, itching powder, and the likes.
[b]Juggling[/b] – She can juggle balls, knives, fire items, other fun stuff. Just hand her a few chainsaws, I dare you.
[b]Acrobatics/Gymnastics[/b] – You could find her in the oddest of spaces and places and wonder how she got there.
[b]Balance[/b] – She can balance herself on some of the oddest places.
[b]Bluff[/b] – She can weave you a tale of what she can do and in most cases one could be swayed to believe her.
[b]Climb[/b] – She can climb. Climbing is fun.
[b]Concentration[/b] – She has a feirce concentration and is rarely distracted.
[b]Craft[/b] – She can craft things that she needs.
[b]Diplomacy[/b] – Need an even diplomat between two sides? Here’s your gal! If you can trust her.
[b]Diable Device[/b] – She has a tendacy to disable stuff. She thinks it’s funny.
[b]Disguise[/b] – She can disguise herself.
[b]Gather Information[/b] – This is EXTREMELY self explanitory but if you MUST insist it means she is able to gather information fluently. HAPPY?!
[b]Hide[/b] – She likes and can hide.
[b]Intimidate[/b] – She can weave herself an impressive foe if your ears are open to her words.
[b]Jump[/b] – BOING! Great distances or heights can be acheived.
[b]Listen[/b] – She is a great listener, just be careful what she hears.
[b]Move Silently[/b] – She moves very silently.
[b]Perform[/b] – YA DA DA-DA DA DA DA DA CIRCUS! YA DA DA-DA DA DA DA DA AFRO! CIRCUS AFRO! CIRCUS AFRO! POLKA DOT POLKA DOT POLKA DOT AFRO!
[b]Profession[/b] – She’s a jester.
[b]Search[/b] – She is good at looking for things and finding them.
[b]Sense Motive[/b] – Using body language and other signs of deception, she can attempt to pull what motives you have from what you are saying.
[b]Sleight of Hand[/b] – Is it over here? Is it over there? How’d the ball get in your ear?
[b]Spot[/b] – Just has a greater chance of finding hiding people, is all.
[b]Swim[/b] – Um, she can swim?
[b]Tumble[/b] – She can tumble.
[b]Alarm[/b] – Can set up elaborate alarm traps.
[b]Grease[/b] – She can place pits of slippery liquid in some of the oddest places. The person slipping can regain their balance but most likely a comical slip will

occur.
[b]Ventriloquism[/b] – She can throw her voice.
[b]Fire Trap[/b] – She can create traps involving fire and explosions.
[b]Glitterdust[/b] – Ever had art herpes thrown in your eyes? Also this is great for invisible things, imagine trying to hide when you’re sparkling like Edward

Cullen.
[b]Misdirection[/b] – The ability to divert people’s attention away from the main subject.
[b]Pyrotechnics[/b] – Can use fireworks or smoke in order to allude and disorient an opponent.
[b]Hideous Laughter[/b] – She laughs, either making others laugh while clapping like retarded seals or become paralyzed in fear.
[b]Touch of Idiocy[/b] – Essentially she can annoy someone stupid.
[b]Explosive Runes[/b] – Can set up things that are readable to explode when read.
[b]Sniper’s Eye[/b] – She can aim and hit just about anything. Dodge please? I dare ya!
[b]Unlock[/b] – She can unlock just about anything.
[b]Rage[/b] – She can royally piss off allies to buff their strength, will, and constitution. This can be used on an enemy for fun.
[b]Rope Trick[/b] – She can do some nifty things with ropes. Tie herself up, Untie you up, Get untied, not particularly in that order.
[b]Secret Page[/b] – She can change the contents of a text so that only she may read it.
[b]Feeblemind[/b] – Essentially, you can be confounded and broken of mind until a babbling idiot.
[b]Shrink Item[/b] – Can make objects appear to shrink.
[b]Insect Plague[/b] – Can speak to insects and make them swarm to attack an enemy.
[b]Protection from Energy[/b] – Before entering combat, she can choose to be immune to one element. Once combat ends, she can choose another.
[b]Repulsion[/b] – A form of hypnotisim that makes the affiliated think that they cannot move close to the jester. She can use a gesture, sound, or word for this.
[b]Symbol of Insanity[/b] – Can draw a symbol to create temporary or permanent insanity. For some it may cause nothing but only a rogue-ish person can disable these

traps.
[b]Telekinesis[/b] – It’s not really telekinesis, it just sounds cooler than “illusion that makes things look like they are floating”.
[b]Insanity[/b] – Just a bit of babbling confusion that will eventually wear off… maybe…
[b]Symbol of Sleep[/b] – She can hypnotize a person to make them fall asleep using various forms of hypnotisim but this can also be from a picture.
[b]Poison Use[/b] – She can prepare, apply, and use poison without much flaw, typically not poisoning herself.
[b]Harlequin’s Mask[/b] – She has a mask with fragile circutry. It can take a punch but if she removes it, it drains. Lets her take orders as a joke.
[b]Laugh It Off[/b] – Laughs at pain. Her own at times.
[b]Power Slide[/b] – She may allow herself to be thrown backwards to take some less damage from a hit. Most is half damage off.
[b]Sneak Attack[/b] – If this needs explained… I’ll do it anyway. CAN MAKE SNEAK ATTACKS.
[b]Jester’s Feint[/b] – Use an object to distract and then attack.
[b]Cruel Comment[/b] – She says something mean that may appear funny to others. Oh and she’ll think it’s funny.
[b]Killer Clown[/b] – Not all people like jesters. If your phobic, yeah.
[b]Annoy the Gods[/b] – Um… Yeah, Jesters are a means of annoyance.
[b]Prat Fall[/b] – Essentially tripping the enemy.
[u]Hyena Abilities[/u]
[b]Teeth & Claws[/b] – Sharp teeth and claws are part of this feline’s anatomy.
[b]Scavenger[/b] – As a Hyena, she is a magnificent scavenger. They can gauge what is good prey and find the dead by listening for chowing predators or watching

circling vultures. They also use smell to find carcases.
[b]Self-tracking[/b] – She can secrete a liquid that smells like burning or boiling cheap soap in order to track where she has been and where she hasn’t. Even humans

can smell it and you don’t wanna know where it comes from.
[b]Enlarged Heart[/b] – A hyena’s heart makes up 1% of its body weight, allowing for massive endurance.
[b]Bone Crushing and Holding Premolars/Molars[/b] – A Hyena’s back teeth and jaw muscles are built to crush bone. The muscles are thick to take on forceful hits and

generate a bite force of 80 kgf/cm2 (1140 lbf/in²).
[b]Rounded Rump[/b] – Most felines and canines have angular buttocks, Hyenas were built with a rounded buttocks region that make it harder to grasp them from behind

on all fours. Standing up this really don’t mean diddly squat but it is fascinating, isn’t it?
[b]Dual Coats[/b] – Spotted Hyenas have two fur layers, one short layer that is soft and an outer layer that is coarse and bristly.
[b]Social[/b] – She is highly social.
[b]Body Postures and Vocalizations[/b] – Hyenas have a comples set of postures and vocalizations that allow them to communicate, this is what she tends to use as

opposed to any form of spoken language.
[b]Hot and Humid[/b] – Hyenas are more accustomed to the heat and humidity present in Africa, expecially the spotted Hyena.
[u]DNA Abilities[/u]
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[b][u]MISC[/u][/b]
Right is left and left is down. Then what is up? [/center]

[Lord English]

The member who had waited went as soon as he passed them to attempt to get up and out safely. As they rose up and out, he caught the glare of the one marked by Whitebeard and felt a grab on his hair then a difficulty of breathing. The much stronger member now had him in a headlock to assure that he wouldn’t run before the captain could deal with him. The entire crew turned as the fishman came back upstairs and just stared. They heard him yell over to his member. The member got to getting ready immediately instead of continuing to converse. The whitebeard marked member looked at Axel as he received his warning, only giving the response, “I am past my time. If I die, I will die with my captain. Besides, I can’t swim.” He heard the man he caught choking a bit and let up on the hold just enough so the man could breathe. They all watched him leave and remained still, looking then for their captain.

Axel’s swordsman was running around the ship and getting them ready to move forward, currently up on the mast and making it go to full mast as he pulled on the ropes. He then slid down the mast and the ship would have a slight tug as it began to move forward. Down below, Mihawk heard Axel come in and stood up, placing his hand on a container as the ship began to pull forward. He didn’t look right at Axel until he spoke and responded with a swift, “I am fine.” His darkened vision made him alert to even the creaking of the boat, them flicking like he was trying to see something but there was nothing there but the board of the ship. He then tried to refocus on where he heard Axel and they weren’t quite focused on him. He decided it would be best to seek out what Axel would be to him and asked, “How much respect do you have for the icons of the past?” He hoped he worded it correctly.

Axel’s swordsman had enough respect to not come down during that time, just carefully navigating the ship to the best of his abilities. The best of his abilities was just to keep them headed straight. He was concerned but he believed his captain would handle himself.

[Lord English]

The navigator heard the words that sent a tremble down his back and his high pitched voice got higher, “Snake venom?! What good would that do?” It was clear that this member was worried about the admiral, his eyes gazing in a dead lock on her as she secreted poison.

“She says she knows what she’s doing,” The admiral spoke as calmly as possible, trying to set himself and the navigator at total ease. He didn’t watch as she applied the venom, showing total trust for her in this moment. He didn’t have too much of a choice but this certainly would show her intentions. The touch on the bones and the open parts made him want to cringe but he just grit his teeth instead. He made sure that both of his arms were done before he’d speak to her, not wanting to break her concentration, “Thank you. How long will this last? As the ship is going, it may take a few hours to get there, possibly a day if we must slow down.”

The navigator was still hovering worriedly but it seemed the situation was calm. He went back to his navigations while helping to paddle the ship along. The crew seemed to attempt to go as fast as possible despite what had happened, one of them even popping his own shoulder out of place from how hard he was rowing and only stopping to pop it back into place. They were all working themselves as hard as they could to get there in a shorter time. The admiral seemed more worried about them but knew the urgency. He more than likely received his answer so he would then speak again, “I don’t know if she will even help… Last time I saw her, I was ordered to do something terrible. I hope she is merciful…”

[Lord English]

At first, the former Whitebeard pirate was very happy about the captain giving him compliments. He went to stand guard at the door as she so ordered but the words of the once praising fishman sank to a more bitter tone upon his ears. He was doing just as he had done before but would have attacked if he had so attacked. The warning he gave did not fall upon deafened ears as he spoke, “None will harm them, if they do I ask my captain permission for me to take full blame and forfeit my life to your desire.” He crossed his arms as he awaited them to securely go down.

The one formally from Buggy’s crew glared at him and said, “That’s not fair that you get to watch?! What makes you so special?”

“I used to be in a respectable crew,” He commented, “While yours was known for its cowardice and mutinous ways. Your captain’s still alive somewhere more than likely. He was never recorded as dead.”

The man marked by the clown glared upon the muscular frame then just dropped the conversation and looked out at the drifting ship. “I should do it…” He grumbled to himself yet loud enough the rest of the crew could hear, “Just to spite him…”

“Try anything and I will kill you before the shark can even bare his teeth,” the proud guard glared and seemed stern, ready to move if he even tried.

The one member that had been turned back by the Buggy marked one was attempting to go up to the deck while the captain and the shark fishman walked down. He was startled and backed away even though he was already in eyesight. He tried to fake being brave and stood to the side, a little shaky.

The swordsman watched for a moment then went down into the cargo, opening it up to see Mihawk with his eyes closed. They opened at the sound and seemed to look at him. He smiled and closed the door again as he walked back up, he had to think a second before he realized that he seemed tense. He walked back down and opened it again and said, “You alright?”

“Fine,” Mihawk insisted. “Go back up.”

He noted this time, Mihawk didn’t seem to be looking right at him. He had the feeling something was wrong and went back out to the top deck of the ship, yelling across as he got across the deck, “HEY! TELL MY CAPTAIN I NEED TO SPEAK TO HIM!”

The buggy marked one was right there and yelled back, “WE ATE HIM!”

“NO ONE CAN EAT THE PERFECT PREDATORY PERFECTION THAT HAS ERUPTED FROM THE SEA TO FEAST UPON THE FLESH OF LESSER BEINGS!” He yelled back.

The whitebeard one decided to yell back over, “BOTH YOU SHUT UP! YOUR CAPTAIN IS FINE AND THE MEMBER WHO SAID WE ATE HIM IS A COWARD, ASSHOLE, AND A LIAR. PLEASE COME OVER AND RID US OF HIM.”

The swordsman tilted his head a bit and seemed concerned but he knew everything would be fine. He didn’t want to start a war between the two crews.

[Lord English]

Fredamin nodded to Carina as she noted it would be a bad break. He tried to not look at it just so he could correctly paddle the ship. He made sure that he started to do so and watched the others to keep in time so they would actually propel forward. The ship seemed to be in sync. Fredjamin did also say, “Sure but they aren’t that kind of zombies… I don’t think.” He heard her saying she’d be back and he nodded, sticking to paddling.

Cancer looked up at her when she approached, he kept a serious face on despite the slight twinges of pain in his arms. He listened to her offer and said, “I should be fine for now. The last time I saw his doctor administer any form of anesthesia it nearly killed someone. This dose should keep me good for a long while.” He offered a slight smirk. “Let’s just focus on getting there.”

The boat would jerk a bit until they got to a constant speed and then the paddles went in a different pattern, rotations from front to back so there was always a paddle in the water and the rest out. She ship started to move fast enough to make hair fly in a different direction than the wind. One of the crew members that was not rowing appeared to be navigating and pinging down exactly where Thriller Bark was at the moment. Cancer turned and said, “Master Chief Petty Officer Rom.”

The member rushed over to him and spoke in a really high voice, “It appeared it is still in the Florian Triangle. The devices seem to think it is on the edge. Best course is to stay straight and weave around the islands and I think cut between the long islands. I think we are high enough to not hit the bridge.” Then Rom continued, “Also, we just went by the pirate that kicked the shit out of us. There’s a registered six other boats in the area, one marine vessel and the rest are pirates.”

“Stay straight,” Cancer said to him and then looked back to Carina, “You could always find a way to slow the bleeding a bit. If you have some of that I will take it.” He was trying to not sound desperate but he didn’t know how severe this was.

Looking out they were already passing an island, it moved fast on the ship’s horizon. This showed just how fast they were moving. It was steady and seemed to be increasing as the pattern went on and the urgency was felt. The ship would rock slightly as they turned to make it go around the next island.

[Lord English]

Buggy held his smirk but as she spoke he lost it. He gave her a serious stare for all of a few seconds before his smirk returned and said, “Good luck with your arms, admiral. You know there’s only one that can fix that sort of damage and she did just declare herself to the challenge Truble set forth.” He looked back to Carina and spoke with a form of sincerity, the wind picking up as his hair was carried in strands before his face, “Grow stronger, and when we meet again, please do try to kill me. You are a marine, after all. Killing pirates is what you’re supposed to do best.” He turned his back to them and walked off and onto his boat, splitting apart and sailing it off on his own.

Admiral Cancer looked at the members, seeing no one was severely injured besides him. His arms were completely limp and had areas where bone fragments were sticking out a bit. He sat himself on a step and watched as some of the knocked out members began to wake up. He glanced across them to make doubly sure to himself that they were in fact alright. He knew what was said was correct and that they’d be required to go there. He’d only have to hope to hell and back that she would help them. He stood with some trouble due to no use of his arms and said past the pain, “Once you all are ready… Set sail for Thriller Bark.”

Fredjamin finally woke up and he placed his hand on his neck. He moaned out and squeezed his eyes tight as he rocked a little on the ground. “That… flipping… hurt!” He got himself up and rubbed his neck some more. There was a red mark from where he had gotten hit. He had heard the command to sail to Thriller Bark and he seemed scared. “Wait,” He thought out loud, “I thought that place was abandoned…”

It was clear the admiral overheard him and he responded, “It was turned into a nightclub.” He looked onto him as some of the nerves in his arms twitched, causing pain as they rubbed against the bone fragments. “The owner is known as The Ghost. Gekko Tanakami who was formally trained by Hogback and despite claiming to be a pirate, we have no records of her. Anywhere.” He gazed out to the direction they would be going and said, “It will take three days unless we propel the ship faster with paddles, and as it stands we can only hope she will fix this.”

Fredjamin gulped a bit and looked at Carina and said, “Supposidly, there are still zombies running around there. Also… The admiral’s arms are making me queasy… hehehe…” He chuckled uneasily. Some of the crew was already getting these giant paddles out to help the ship go forward and starting to get it going. The ship slowly began to move faster and faster as more decided to help.

[Lord English]

Alice’s first mate decided to not tell her what the other member had found and needed to grasp a part of the ship before they were capsized. Those who weren’t holding on for dear life were running about the ship attempting to stabilize it. They were near oblivious to the hell they were about to go through. Alice’s first mate managed to keep himself up and ran to help stabilize the ship, hoping for the best and preparing for the worst as they were getting tossed about. They tried their best to stabilize but the sudden shout to do so brought the urgency to a new level until they were about to witness something great.

On the other ship, Mihawk didn’t like that they hadn’t exchanged names and watched as Axel dove into the water. He was surprised in this change of action but he would not question it. Axel’s swordsman was nearly about to follow his captain into the water but a firm hand stopped him. Mihawk looked at Nathan and said, “Trust your captain.”
“You touched it and now you’re touching me,” the male said in return, “That’s wicked cool.”
Mihawk couldn’t begin to comprehend how Axel was allowing this man onto his ship though he promised that he would be just as good. With how the world was, he could only hope for much more than an equal. One thing was for certain as the Sea King coiled and seemed ready to strike out once more. The beast only knew what had once ran from it was now back in the water and running again. It found this creature a target. It began to descend but felt pressure suddenly from the bottom. It wasn’t the only thing that felt it as the boat felt it as well. The two swordsmen upon his ship felt the ship move though Mihawk was more in tune than the other and knelt down and placed a hand down for balance where the other fell onto his ass. The beast roared in pain as it was swirled its coils tighter as the tiger shark fishman came up with a full frontal force against its skull. The entire time it was roaring in pain and also in fright of the oncoming fish.
The wave of the massive beast being knocked up shook both boats in its wake. Mihawk managed his balance by sheer will and had to grasp Axel’s swordsman before he fell off the boat. The other crew fared better at their distance as the crew simply struggled to keep it from capsizing. The awe was still there as the body of the beast lifted out of the water. The creature was marred and scratched no longer just from the blade of Mihawk, but from the flesh of the shark tearing across it. As water dropped from the massive beast, as did blood flow from its very flesh which looked as if it had rubbed up against a sanding belt stuck on full speed. Even a tooth from the great beast flew from its maw and rested back into the water somewhere beside the ship. The splash from the beast’s tooth would slosh water onto the deck of his ship but on the side it landed, the water wouldn’t touch the two swordsmen.

Axel’s swordsman at first wanted to call to his captain and check if he was alright due to him landing on the rock. His concern bypassed that of the predators he had just witnessed as Axel had just proven himself again the top predator. He heard the call to Mihawk, as did Mihawk himself. Mihawk wanted to bide his time as it was just a lower marine ship. If needed, he could take it on. He wouldn’t listen to the other swordsman insisting he got inside.

Alice’s crew seemed startled upon the arrival of the fishman and the ones that were already terrified, backed away from the angered fishman. The others looked towards him and the one stood when he was addressed. He looked to Axel and spoke to him in a strong yet calming voice, “Calm down. We’ve stolen nothing. Would you trust my word? If not our captain is right there.” He pointed to Alice. The crew would part the way and leave Alice there in the open with her first mate whom proudly bore the mark of the Buggy Pirates.
“You’d give up the captain just like that?” The first mate sneered at the other pirate as he seemed resentful. “Sounds like a repeat.”
“This isn’t the same,” The other pirate defended himself, “At least mine didn’t treat me like cannon fodder.”
The two exchanged a glare at one another then looked to the captain, though it seemed their argument could resume at any moment.

All the while, no one was paying attention to a conversation occurring on the snails. Tekei had decided to ask Truble a question that was very important to her, “Do you have any marks on your back?”
“Um,” Was his reaction to such a question, not truly seeing its relevance.
“I will be coming to take my grandfather’s crew back,” She stated simply as the flapping of wings could be heard through her snail.
His response was quick and said, “No! It’s not from battle.”
“Oh~!” Tekei seemed to understand then said, “I will still be taking it back… Oh look a flying Sea King…”
A very large bird comprised of what seemed to be fire was zipping through the sky as the Sea King began to fall again. The massive bird caught sight of the marine ship but seeing one with a familiar mark made her leave it be. She also saw the one who managed to knock it out of the water, impressed as her talons sunk into the flesh of the Sea King and she pulled it up into the sky. She also caught sight of the male known as Hawkeye, her tucking her wings in close to herself as she performed a barrel roll and the large capture was forcefully coiled around her heated body. Flames burst from her to create a bright light in the sky as the next thing that would be seen was the large bird carrying a somewhat charcoaled Sea King. To sharper eyes the bright light would be blinding, more so to those closer to her and those were the ones on the ship. She would then speak through again as she assumed since she had seen Mihawk that he was one of their others and said, “Thanks red fish thing! Would you like a piece of this back?”

Alice’s crew had all adverted their eyes to the flash and were astonished to what had happened. Some went back to their duties while the others looked to her for orders. It was clear that the half who went to their duties had seen worse, such as the first mate she enacted and the one whom had the captain’s quarters that bared the Whitebeard Pirate mark. The other half seemed frightened and were obviously of lesser crews who might have never seen such action.

Axel’s swordsman saw the flash and attempted to advert his eyes as quickly as possible, a slight echo of the phoenix’s form etched upon his retinas. He also forced an arm up to block the light but quickly used his aversion to turn and raise up despite the now dampened and nearly tossed ship to see where his captain had landed. He showed concern despite his thrill of yet another predator and stayed focused upon this as a crewmember. Mihawk had caught the flare too and averted his eyes as he closed them and raised an arm. When he placed his arm down and opened his eyes, he saw nothing. He kept his breath even despite knowing something was fully wrong, standing up and keeping his balance. He then decided with this condition in place, it was better to get out of sight in case they drifted too close. He felt his way into the ship and down into the storage hold. To his luck, the other swordsman had the brains to close the doors behind him. Mihawk sat himself in the cargo and closed his eyes. The other swordsman went to the back of the ship and gazed out at the other ship as they were now slowly progressing forward.

[Lord English]

More than likely the room that had been thought to have been Yalbagoth’s on the ship would have been occupied by another member. The things she’d of been sifting through would have been property of one of the other crew mates. Specifically one that had appeared to have needed more space for one reason or another. The items seemed reminiscent of one that seemed to be assigned to be a master gunner, this member was currently on deck and had been happily taking to help scrub the deck with his shirt off. He had a tattoo marking him as former member of whitebeard pirates on the upper right side of his back. The rest of his back was marked with lashings from swords, whips, and other articles that seemed to have been used against the poor fellow. He was keeping himself away from the other members and just listened to the first mate from afar.

One of the other men had spotted a ship in the distance and yelled down the order of commands until the first mate came to the door and knocked, speaking through the door, “Hey captain, there’s a ship on the horizon. What shall we do?” Another member walked by the door and it was appearent that the first mate stopped them and was whispering, “Put those back” to the member. The member would leave again and that left the first mate standing alone and awaiting direction.

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Buggy flew to pieces as attacks were launched at him in bubble form, the pieces spreading further and floating in the air away from the flying bits of poison as he said, “I have seen that fleet admiral of yours kill poor families who couldn’t pay tax.” His pieces spread out away from yet another barrage as he continued to speak, “I have seen your fleet admiral kill just because someone wouldn’t say what town they were from.” He floated around more of the barrages as his pieces got closer to her as they spread around the ship, avoiding the area of Truble and the admiral. “I have seen your fleet admiral cut down a whore just because she worked the streets for money.” His hands began to collect behind Carina as the rest floated about. “Every crime is a death sentence to him, so to him if you are not a marine, you are a pirate.” The hand would reach out to poke her gently before spreading apart again. “Even then we just saw him execute a marine as a pirate, so no one is safe.”

Another hand formed over Fredjamin’s mouth and held it shut as he struggled, screaming through it for help. Another part of him flew out and jabbed him in the neck, knocking out poor Fredjamin as he left out a gasp for air then fell to his knees. When Buggy’s hand pulled apart again, he reassembled behind Carina and said, “Even if I toyed with you, there is no way you can win. From the last record your scum friends have on me, I might as well now be a Cheshire Cat, everywhere and yet if you dare to look I am nowhere.” He stepped forward and said, “You gave away all of your tricks? I am just starting to show mine.” He started to piece apart once more with a smile on his face. “Your choice now, continue, or let your target walk free so that you and your comrades can fight another day for that bastard you call a Fleet Admiral.”

The Admiral charged up and they collided hands, the Admiral’s arms making a distinct cracking noise as the bones shattered. He backed off and huffed. Truble looked at him and said, “Good attempt, but obviously him being so nervous about fruit users has weakened your uppers. I will fight you again when you are ready.” Truble left him as such and went back onto his ship. The doctor of his went to the admiral and injected him with something that seemed to place Cancer at ease. Then the rest followed him on.

“Fuck you,” Mako said on his ship while he had gotten on. “How come if I want answers, it’s ‘chill the fuck out Mako’ but if you wanna fight for fun, you go right on at it and make sure your crew won’t let anyone else do shit? I call bull!” She was laughing a bit about it but was interrupted by a kiss as they went to go move the ship. “I coulda sank them ya know.”

Admiral Cancer stood up though his arms would need repaired. He looked over at the fight going on with Buggy and yelled, “Stand down!” He was glaring right at Carina and Buggy. “Please don’t harm my men or toy with their minds. Just go…”

Buggy reformed to look at him and smirked a bit, seeing Truble start to go away. “Her choice.”

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The swordsman relaxed most of the time and took his precious time with helping himself to the water. Whilst his captain took to the waters, he decided to make the ship a tad bit more homely. He grabbed an orange for himself and tossed it into the air. He attempted to slice in horizontally in half but he missed all but the top and looked at his target with a sigh. He stabbed his blade into the orange and huffed, picking it up now to just eat at the grains and removed the seeds with his tongue. He would save the seeds for his magnificent being that had captivated his attention and became his very captain. This was when he saw him dash out of the water frantically and demand they move now. He began to get up and started to help set the sail when he felt a wave try to push the ship and saw the gorgeous reticulated spines pierce through the water. He looked at Axel since he had seen it coming towards them and asked, “Can we not stay a little? I want to touch it.”

This was when from afar, the water seemed to slice in half in the direction of the Sea King. The dragonic looking creature’s head sprung from the water and revealed a slice upon its face. It roared loudly and pummeled into a different direction. The one responsible for such a cut sped himself up a bit to allow it to lock onto him instead of the ship ahead. The Sea King did head straight for the one that had been tailing them and attacked, sending a wave back towards the poor ship. Their tail lost their own boat but managed onto the nose of the Sea King and slammed his enormous blade into it. He ran down the back of the Sea King as it flailed to get back into the water. Then as he reached the end somewhere near Axel’s ship, he placed the blade onto his back and leapt onto it, his feet sticking and him standing up. “Permission to board,” Mihawk meant to ask but considering the predicament he was now in, there was not much choice but to board.

The swordsman had been hanging on for dear life and said, “Oh sure, he can touch it but not me.”

Mihawk looked at the swordsman and then to Axel, “Who’s he?”

[Lord English]

Buggy heard her retort to him and his reaction meditated until he could speak to her again freely. “It’s not different,” He spoke right out, “Your own government didn’t like your fleet admiral and never spoke out. Now he’s out having you all kill innocents and steal from the people. How different do you feel now?” He took a deep breath. “Though, I have changed. It took a pirate to teach a pirate what it meant to be the better person. And now that the best is gone, we’ve stepped up and become the best to get rid of the worst. Don’t you feel the good should step up to beat the bad, Carina?” He tried to sound as not intimidating as possible.

Fredjamin didn’t seem too unsettled and tried to pull away from Carina. He looked at her and said, “Don’t you see? This is a chance to move up further?!”

Some of the crew closer to Carina that hadn’t charged Truble and his men decided to charge Buggy. Buggy smirked a bit and his body split into several pieces and hit the few charging marines in places that would knock out and not kill then reassembled himself. He kept his gaze locked on the two and said, “Oh yes, this would be an advancement opportunity. Killing an unspoken Yonko. Do you know what happens when you kill one?” He smiled at them.

Truble looked at the Admiral and walked up to him and said, “I would thank you for not killing my precious Mako, but you’re a marine that lost his way when he let that bastard talk him into a suicide mission.” He looked down at him when they were right next to one another.

Cancer looked up at him and said, “So, you and the fish are together? I never thought you the type.” He chuckled a bit as he took out a cigarette and lit it, placing it in his mouth then offered him one. It was rejected by a cold stare. “Suit yourself… Though I should make an attempt to kill you.”

“Attempt away,” Truble spoke and placed his arms out, waiting for him to make the first move and a silent sign for his crew to keep out of this. The Admiral sighed and seemed like he really wanted to at least test his strength against him and punched him in the abs, missing one of his wounds. Truble smirked at this then said, “Let’s rumble…” He then punched at him and Cancer rolled to the side, parts of the ship behind where he was ripping apart in the tremor’s wake. Cancer pulled out a knife and jabbed at Truble, getting his hand caught and nearly crushed until he kicked him in a sensitive area. Truble released the hand but hit him with a punch that should have killed a normal untrained, but the Admiral rose back up and seemed tattered if not at least shattered.

A couple of the marines attempted to rush him again and he let his doctor frighten them with his death-like presence. Truble then met punch to punch with the admiral and they made the boat feel like it was going to shake apart.

[Lord English]

Mako head-butted the admiral to give them both a knock on the head. He backed up a bit and she kicked at him, him stepping back from it and pulling out another gun. This time she smirked and pulled a ball of water into her hand from the sea air around them and compacted it tiny and shot it at the gun. It went up the barrel and dampened the powder used to fire it and the bullet just slid out the front with the casing intact. He then used the pistol to hit at her and she circled her hand around to push it to the side then swept a foot at his ankle to attempt to down him. He stepped over it and used the raised foot to kick her away.

Buggy looked at Carina and smiled that she’d been placed as a Warrant Officer, which was a big jump. And to be a warden on an admiral’s ship, what an honor it was for her. Then she said the accusations and was basically condemning him for even helping her but he understood, she was just another marine trying to cover their ass. He thought Mako was having a fine time with the admiral so he focused on her and said, “Well, Carina, if pirates were in charge of the world instead of marines, wouldn’t you make yourself into a neutral if you wanted to hide too?” He took a few steps towards her and said, “I know this ship was following to capture me and I really don’t want to hurt you. You’re a nice girl but just a little naïve about the marine’s intentions.”

“Leave her alone!” Fredjamin had just stopped being in shock to try and help Carina.

He tried to punch at Buggy but his torso separated into four parts and the fist went right through. He grabbed Fredjamin’s arm and said, “Now, I don’t want to hurt you either. But if you force me to hurt you, I will.” He glared as he let his arm go, Fredjamin tumbling back as Buggy put himself back together.

The other ship in the distance had caught up and it flew the symbol of Whitebeard. It came along the other side of the marine vessel and all of the members that were shown walked onto the ship. Buggy looked up at them and smirked but turned his attention back to Carina and to Fredjamin. The captain of the Neo-Whitebeards stepped forward and he was even taller than Mako, his build attesting to his strength as he walked to the fighting admiral and Mako and simply punched the air to shake it apart and knock them both away from each other and onto their asses. It was a condensed tremor that luckily, the other members wouldn’t feel but they’d see the air split at his mere fist hitting the air. Mako and the admiral rolled backwards and back onto their feet. Mako glared at him and said, “I know what I am doing…”

Truble looked at her and said, “You’re going to your death and antagonizing an admiral.” He then looked up at Buggy and said, “It’s an honor.” Then glared back at Mako as his powerful voice said to her, “You’re getting on my ship and you’re not going after him until you are stronger than me.”

Mako walked behind him and flipped him off, heading onto his ship. Then some of the other crew members got brave and attempted to charge him. His gunner loaded his gun and spun the revolving cases and shot at six of the members who were running at his captain. He reloaded and shot six more and once more to only shoot twice. All the ones rushing were on the ground with bullets in places that weren’t meant to harm them but to disarm and debilitate them. “Anyone else?” The gunner spoke with a near Texan accent.

[Lord English]

Mako saw the incoming attack from her peripheral vision and leaned wide to avoid it. She smirked a bit and looked down at the little marine as she said, “I, in fact, didn’t get my information. I won’t kill your admiral but who else would know where the bastard is than one of the assholes right under him. No offense Cancer, I know if it wasn’t for your Fleet Admiral, things wouldn’t be this way.” She had turned her attention back to him and hopped over the rail. “Oh, and your fruit user is cute, she new?” She looked back at her, “Bet she tastes as nasty as the gunk she flung smells.”

The admiral looked right at Mako and said, “I know Mako and don’t make such statements to my underlings. I could take that as a threat.” He pulled the pistol again as she walked up.

Fredjamin then decided to get up off the ground to defend his admiral as well. When Mako was near passing him, he punched her arm but ended up just smashing his own fist on her hard muscles. Mako peeked over at him and he quivered. She just pet his head and kept moving towards the admiral as she grabbed the pistol. “I dare you,” She growled at him and aimed it at her chest, “You probably already have every fishman angry. He was never a part of my crew and you know it as well as that cheap shotting Fleet Admiral of yours. Also, keep the kids that tried to attack me, they are adorable but courageous.”

One of the marines in the crows nest shouted, “Admiral.. We have more problems! Our target turned back to us and there’s another ship in the far distance. Both are coming up fast.”

The admiral tried to fire but the gun jammed. He looked at the pistol to see it had been crushed where she was holding it. He glared at her and said, “Get off my ship.”

“Not until I have answers,” Mako smirked and pushed him enough that he had to tumble to stand back up.

The closer target ship pulled up beside them and a male boarded the ship. He wasn’t as tall as the fishwoman and he had long blue hair that reached his buttocks with facepaint on reminiscent of a clown. He was still wearing the clothes he was when he had passed through reverse mountain and his nose was still in a box as he favored its natural looking replacement. He looked over the deck and saw the two in the middle as he said, “Well, now, Mako beat me to the party.”

“Shut up clown,” She snapped at him then blocked as the admiral punched at her and she launched her hand to the admiral’s chest.

Buggy shook his head and said, “This isn’t going to look good for all of us.” He spotted Carina and smiled as he said, “You. Skylark. What’s your rank now?” The entire crew glanced at her, almost in shock that he knew her.

[Lord English]

Fredjamin smiled as he decided to take her around the ship. He would take her first out to the main deck and pointed at a blonde and said, “This is Sal, ze is a very awesome person. Ze runs the masts usually and sometimes likes to be alone in the crowsnest with zerself.”

Sal seemed to turn around to zer name and a front with breasts and a beard showed. They waved and said, “Hey Fredjamin. That the new warden?”

“Yeah!” Fredjamin smirked and stopped for their moment. He then said, “She’s awesome! She vomits purple stuff!”

Sal’s nose scrunched and said, “Seriously?! That’s disgustingly awesome!” Ze picked up a bundle of ropes and then said, “Sorry but I need to get these up onto the masts! One of them is starting to fray.” Ze pointed up and sure enough there was one fraying. Ze then climbed the mast like it was practically nothing and met another up on it.

Fredjamin smirked and then said, “The guy up there that Sal is handing the rope to is Hike. He is rumored to be part monkey. He started that rumor himself.” He giggled and then moved to keep going but all of the sudden the ship rocked harshly. Fredjamin fell onto his face and a lot of others fell from where they were. The ones on the mast seemed okay. The admiral came out and looked around like this was unplanned.

The ship felt a sudden rock again like something was shoving it. The admiral yelled out, “EVERYONE GET DOWN AND HOLD ON! WE’RE UNDER ATTACK!”

Fredjamin whimpered and stayed down, terrified. Something came shooting out of the water and landed on the deck like a bullet out of the water. The dripping wet form of the woman that had been in the pirate interruption was now upon their vessel and she looked pissed beyond belief. She was glaring right at the admiral and in this real life, her sharp teeth were all the more evident. Her flesh had scratches on it where blood had washed away and was healing from a fight that had taken place much earlier. She was dead locked on the admiral and walked over to him, bare feet pressing with their webbings never touching the wood. Her dorsal fin was obvious with her hair wet and flattened against her. She pushed aside anyone in her way and to their luck, Carina and Fredjamin wouldn’t be in her way if they stayed put. She went right up to the admiral, standing taller than him by a bit and her lean muscle showing with her clenched fists. She spoke, “Where… the fuck… is he?”

The admiral took out his cigarette and looked up at her without seeming afraid at all as he said, “He never tells anyone where he is. Though I gather from where he was filming… Somewhere in the calm belt. You fought him earlier, didn’t you keep track of him?”

Mako snarled at him and spoke harshly, “How the fuck am I supposed to keep track when I was knocked out for a bit?! So what now, Admiral Cancer? You have a pirate on your ship. Are you going to do the same thing that was done to Yalbagoth to me?!” She launched her hand out and the admiral caught it and pushed it to the side as she launched another. He got hit and it was clear it hurt but he took the time to catch her fists and hide the pain so he could get her to talk.

“We aren’t all like that,” He spoke back. “I was going to let you swim off to your doom. Though if I put you out of your misery now, you won’t have the same fate.” He rolled down and had her fall behind him as he whipped out a pistol and turned to shoot her. She rolled out of the way then kicked him over the rail and next to his quivering crewmembers, him landing on his feet and Mako getting to hers as they glared at one another.

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It would be about a day at sea before the ship would see another ship heading in the opposing directions.