Serious: The Holy Templars Part 1: A New Dawn (Open to nikz200, James D. Cook, Sleepy, and y dau cymraeg)

(I just put open to nikz and James because I’m not sure how many others we want to join in this first part, Nikz.)

[Schenko; North Blue]

A young man sat in his rowboat, pulling into the harbor of a town. He had messy, reddish-brown hair and emerald green eyes. The young man wore a simple brown t-shirt and tan shorts. That was fairly normal attire, however the rest of his clothing was a bit odd. He was wearing a pair of what looked like metal boots and a pair of metal gloves. He also wore goggles. At the moment they were not covering his eyes, but sat on top of his head.

[Presentation Box]
Alviss Saiga
Professional Shipwright
Bounty: 20,000,000

As he pulled up to the dock, Alviss threw down his oars and grabbed a nearby rope and set about tying up his boat to the dock. That done, he leaped from his rowboat, landing easily on the dock itself. After paying the harbor master, Alviss turned to face the city. He smiled. He had been on the run for too long. It was time for him to settle down and get himself a job. As long as he kept his head down and did his work, Alviss was sure he could make a life for himself here. And who knows? Maybe one day he would even be able to come back out into the open. But until then, he needed a new name.

Before setting off into the town itself, Alviss reached back into his rowboat and retrieved an odd-looking spear. Its overall shape was normal, but on the spear’s blade there was the image of an eye. And just below the spear’s blade was what looked like a pair of metallic wings. Also on the spear sat a ferret. The ferret wasn’t a part of the spear though. It was a living creature and as Alviss lifted his weapon, the ferret ran down the spear and jumped onto his shoulders and wrapped itself around his neck. Not noticing the weird looks he was receiving, Alviss turned and marched off into the town with the spear slung proudly over one shoulder.

((Just us two and Sleepy if he wishes. For now its just you and me))

There was murmuring in this cold city. It was snowing and people were mainly wearing jackets and snow hats. It wasnt too covered in snow, but just enough for people to be shivering if they weren't covered up. One of the men were talking to a group "Im telling you, this guy freaking killed like that entire pirate crew in a minute!!! Its freaking insane!!!!" The other people "An entire pirate crew?? Your full of it, lay off the Smirkovv((vodka)) you idiot, hahahaa" The guy then was exasperated "IM TELLING you, he DID IT!! i saw it!!!"

"GARRGGHHHHHH" The noise came from a nearby bar. There was a bloodied and impaled man thrown out of the bar, sending the door into pieces. This man was rather big and tattooed by the looks of it. The clanking of armor followed , along with the movement from the bar. A man walked out, his armor on. His armors gauntlets were covered and dripping in blood as he knelt down in prayer for the pirate "Ohhh lord.. bless this misguided soul... may he fine his peace, or eternal damnation for the crimes he has committed to this place... i pray for mercy lord, grant us mercy... this is the word.." The man got up and walked away slowly. The man behind exclaimed "OI ISNT THAT PIRATE CAPTAIN LOUIS GEDDO?? THE PILLAGER OF THE NORTH?!!!!" "HIS BOUNTY IS OVER 10,000,000 beli, HOW THE HELL DID THAT GUY DO THAT???" There was a woman behind shivering, and not because of the cold, "Dont you know who that guy is? " The others listened as the woman gulped "He is the one... the one who has been killing alot of pirates in the North Blue... the reason there hasnt been many pirates down this way, was cause he killed em all....the one known as... JESUS D PENDRAGON!!!!!" The town people were now shivering... but not because of the cold.

Jesus D Pendragon walked a bit further before sitting on a barrel in a alleyway. He was wiping the blood off his armor as he murmured a prayer to himself. For the saving of his soul, something one must always do after taking a life. He knew he had to wait for a bit longer, to wipe out the evil on this island.

[[Inside Schenkos Pleasure Casino]]
The big rollers and high players were here. The place of magic, of luck , of fortune. The tables were all full as people were gambling away. There was one man being dragged into a room and placed onto a solitary sofa. The man was pleading "I didnttt... meaaaannn.... too...to..... i need the money!!" The room was posh it had a library and a table , and behind the nice looking table was a aquarium. And most importantly a swivel chair. The chair turned, revealing a big man who was in a white suit and holding a cane in his left hand."Well... well... i must object to you stealing my money, Mr Gab...." The other man i the sofa was shivering in fear as he begged "Pleess..pppp..leasseee Mr Pennyfeather..... please i beg of you... i didnt mean to..too..tooo...." Mr Pennyfeather got out of his chair and then sighed "You see Mr Gab... i dont like wo things in this world... one, i dont like a dishonest man..., cause you see a man is only as good as his word..." Pennyfeather was circling Gab who was still sitting there. There were guards at the door, but they did not move. Pennyfeather continued "You know what the other thing i dont like is Mr Gab?" There was a bullet sort of noise, as Gab looked down. His chest had a hole in it and so did the sofa. It happened so fast he couldnt see it. Gab felt his life leave him, unable to even scream as he dropped into a pool of blood. Mr Pennyfeather picked up a cigar from his table and light it as he said "I dont like thieves..." The door opened as a man ran up to Mr Pennyfeather "Sir... Louis is dead.. he was killed by some other guy they call the Holy Killer, what should we do??" Pennyfeather sat down and sighed "Hire another smuggler for me and find this Holy Killer, i want to know where he lives, who his family is, who his loved ones are, people in this town have got to learn that in this world, MY RULES ARE THE ONLY FUCKING RULES!!!! Now get out, your ruining my cigar...."

[[Mr Adrian Pennyfeather "The Lobos"]]
[[Former bounty 80,000,000 beli]]
[[ Former captain of the Lobos pirates]]
[[Current Kingpin of Schenko underworld]]

“Brrr…it’s cold…” Alviss had walked to the town center. He hadn’t thought to bring any heavier clothing and, understandably, was now just about frozen.

A few people gave him sympathetic glances, or muttered ‘weirdo’ under their breath before moving on, but they all left Alviss alone. All except for one little girl who stopped by the shivering shipwright, pulled off her scarf, and handed it to him.

“Thanks,” Alviss said, his teeth chattering. “But shouldn’t you keep this?”

“I don’t need it,” she said. “And you really need it.”

Alviss laughed. “That I do.” As he wrapped the scarf around his neck he asked, “Do you know of any warm places around here? Like a hotel or something?”

“Um…well there is that place,” the little girl said, pointing at what looked like some sort of gambling place. “But mommy told me never to go there. And there are all of the stores. They should be warm as well.”

“Ah, thanks,” Alivss took her scarf off and handed it back to her. “Here. You keep it. I’ll be fine now. Besides, I wouldn’t be able to pay you anything. Most I could offer would be to fix a ship for you or something. Bye!”

He turned and jogged in the direction of the casino. Maybe he could find a game he was good at and earn himself enough money to stay at a hotel or something. He doubted it though. He had never been good at that kind of thing. Still, if there weren’t any easy games in there he could always just leave and try and find some cheap accommodations.

The door to the Schenko Pleasure casino was very big indeed. It was also made out of solid gold plating. There were two huge muscular guards at the door step , checking people in to the casino if they were clear for entrance, there was also a very attractive female with auburn hair handling the list and overall judgment of who could enter the casino. They saw Alviss heading towards the casinos and the guards blocked the entrance. The girl spoke with a luscious voice as she turned to Alviss "Good evening sir, welcome to the Schenko Casino, where the pleasure never ends... however sir, we have a strict no weapons policy inside the casino, so this would mean your weapon would have to be kept here at reception so that we could maintain safe standards of play within the Pleasure casino, If you do not have any money on you, then the house would be glad to loan you some money, with the condition that you pay it back of course after a reasonable time..." The guards were not even moving a inch from the door, and the lady looked like she had dealt with pirates and the like before. They were keeping an eye on Alviss mainly due to the weapon he carried.

[[In a alleyway in Schenko]]
There were men in suits all over the floor on this dark cramp alleyway. Their crest read the Schenko pleasure casino. They were mainly groaning and in pain. One man was held by his neck by the man known as the "Holy Killer" Jesus D Pendragon. Jesus looked upon the man who was bleeding from the side of this head "Ah.... i forgive you.. i forgive you for hurting me... for it is in the nature of the good to forgive sinners.. so i shall grant you the favor, of the holy light ....." HE crushed the mans neck with his hand and threw him aside. But Jesus gripped his torso side which was dripping with blood. He was cut earlier by one of these men. But he didnt care about the pain, he knew where the true evil was now. It was at that casino, and he would head there to purge it , injury and blood, or not. But first a prayer.

A ship was closing in on the shore if the small town. It was in an extremely bad condition. The sails had hole sin them and the hull was secured with support wood so it wouldn't crack any further. On the ship a bald man was talking to one of the crew mates. "Are you sure this is the right place brother Alexander?" The crew mate asked, his voice sending out an aura of respect to the bald man in front of him. "This is what the young master saw in his last vision brother Alias, this is the place he is destined to arrive in" The bald man answered, pointing at a locked door that lead to a small room, not bigger than a restroom. "Shouldn't we at least ask the young master? This place seems corrupted with sinners and criminals" Brother Alias said, twisting his face as he glanced at the town. "Master Raphael asked not to be disturbed until we dock, he is speaking now" Brother Alexander said.

The ship docked and lowered it's anchor. Brother Alexander approached the wooden door and knocked on it. "Master Raphael, I do not wish to disturb you but we have arrived".

Inside the small room there was a thin mattress on which a young boy lied down, his eyes closed. The boy had a long white hair and had lines of tattoos all over his body, all painted in light blue. They were slightly glowing, lighting the small room with a faint light. "I understand" The boy mumbled in his sleep, right before Alexander knocked on his door and woke him up. The boy's eyes shot open and he jumped off of his mattress, quickly covering himself with robes to hide his tattoos from the monks of his home temple. He opened the door and stepped out to the deck. He watched the town with goat eyes, stopping his scanning while he focused on a large casino house. The place was stenching of sins, forcing the young boy to close his eyes in fear. But then, he noticed another weird feeling, a small aura of justice was roaming around the casino, his visions have guided him to the right place. "This is where I should head" The boy said in a determined tone, looking at the casino.

Alviss frowned and came to a halt. This was not at all what he had expected. He had just wanted to get out of the cold and maybe win a few games, but fighting was the last thing on his mind, especially since he was so cold.

“Listen sweetheart,” he said. “I’m not here to cause trouble. Not that I could when I’ve got a couple of half-giants standing on top of me. But I’m not going to hand over this spear when I’ve traveled halfway around the world to keep it safe. All I want is to check this place out and maybe play a couple of games.” Perhaps nothing bad would have happened to Alviss. Perhaps he could have just turned and walked away right then. However, his lack of social skills and his quick tongue got the better of him. “It’s not like I’m going to rob the place,” he said. “’Sides, even if I had wanted to do that, I would have already attempted to cut down Goliath and his dimwit brother instead of standing talking all day.”

The woman then pulled out a gun and held it to Alviss, and the guards were looking ready to pounce. The cold air was filled with tension as the woman pulled back "Its simple sir... either leave your weapon out here in the safe keeping of the concierge, or walk away... Or option number 3, me and the other 2 here will rip you to shreds...... your choice.." There were the sounds of other rifles behind the 3, it seems the security devices here were very much in place to defend against any alien or outsider threat.

Jesus was staggering, he had to time his attack right, going through the front was like heading to the afterlife. It would be too obvious, even for him. He had to plan. Still it was hard to plan with the sword wound in the left side of his torso.

Raphael was walking down the street leading to the casino. His body was compressed inward in fear, he felt that sinners and sins were engulfing him from all sides, slowly choking him tighter and tighter. But he didn't stop, he kept walking since that's what his vision told him to do. He told his temple brothers to leave the island after saying his last goodbyes. His visions never failed him before and he wasn't going to loss his confidence in them now.
Faces turned to watch the young boy who was definitely out of place in this region of the town and was like someone who's definitely not a native in this town. "What am I looking for? Why did you tell me to come here?" Raphael mumbled to himself as he twitched in fear from his worst fear.
After he finally reached the casino, Raphael started scanning his surroundings. 'You are getting closer...' He thought to himself, repeating the words he heard in his last vision.

Alviss leaned on his spear and began to pick at his teeth with a nail, trying to appear deep in thought. In all actuality, his choice was clear. He would have to retreat. It was the only option that made sense. He could not fight for long in this kind of weather without heavier clothing and he didn’t even want to fight in the first place. But he had no intention of simply backing down and appearing weak. That was one thing his brother had always told him. Never show just how strong you are, or other people will walk all over you.

After a few seconds of this mock thinking, Alviss straightened back up and shrugged. “Eh, it’s not worth the trouble,” he said. “I mostly just want ta get warm anyway and I can do that for free anywhere else.”

So with that, he slung his spear back over his shoulder and turned away, whistling a random tune quietly. He was the perfect picture of, ‘I don’t care that I’ve got about twenty guns pointed at my back and could die at any moment.’

The lady and the other rifles and two guards lowered their arms and their guards and went back to work of processing the slightly taken aback customers who were standing behind Alviss earlier. They entered the casino accordingly.

In the casino, Mr Pennyfeather was watching the surveillance den den mushi as he watched what just happened "Typical fools think they can march into my casino and make demands......" The den den mushi made a noise "MR PENNYFEATHER!!!!! WE HAVE A PROBLEM!!!!" There was violent noises in the background as Pennyfeather asked "What is it boy??" "WE'RE BEING DESTROYED!! SOMEONE IS USING THE BACK ENTRANCE!!!!!" Pennyfeathers eyes widened "WHAT?!!!"

[[At the back entrance of the Casino]]
The man who was holding the den den mushi was watching the men stationed at the back of the casino were being destroyed by one man. He was destroying and beating up all the guards. He was jumping up and down and around like a bullet. The man with the den den mushi was shivering in fear "MORE MEN TO THE BACK ENTRANCE!!! WE NEED REINFORC......" He was impaled almost immediately. The man died as the one who killed him picked up the den den mushi and spoke "Repent... sinner, i am coming for your evil, sinful soul....."


In the front of the casino, alot of the guards were running to the back and while that happened, the customers were being ushered out of the casino to deal with the problem. The lady and the two big burly men left to enter the casino to deal with the problem.

Raphael noticed the rush of casino employees towards the back of the building. So many sinners running for the same spot meant only one thing: violence. Raphael felt that investigating would be the right thing. After all, his visions told him he would meet a blessed soul in a rumble of sinners. The violence that was clearly taking place in the back of the building fit the description perfectly. He followed the crowd of people who got excited from the beating towards the back. The crowd reached the event and quickly began running away from it. "Blood!" a woman screamed, hiding the event from her son's eyes. The villagers fled and Raphael remained there. He hated seeing blood but his visions were clear, he had to stay. After the grown ups fled, Raphael was left alone and he was finally able to see the fight without people stepping into his line of sight. He watched the man defeat many others without any visible effort. His moves seemed familiar, he was definitely the one Raphael saw in his last vision.

Alviss hadn't gotten far when his attention was attracted back to the casino. There was a lot of shouting coming from that direction, people were running every which way, and the guards who had kept him out had gone back inside. It wasn't really his problem. He would probably only be putting himself in more danger by returning, but his curiosity overcame good reason and he turned back. He couldn't just go through the front door though. Even without the guards standing right in front of it, Alviss would have been spotted by one of the people who was escorting the customers out. So, instead, Alviss headed around for the back of the building, never realizing that he was headed straight into the danger zone.

Jesus had just defeated the group of casino security who were fighting him. He was trudging. His wound on the side of his torso was hurting , his breath was getting heavier, he saw two people who was approaching the back entrance. He then turned to see them both "Who are you two...stay away from this place.... i will be cleansing it of evil now!!!"

"I highly doubt you will be cleansing anything my boy..." the man known as Mr Pennyfeather held up his cane , he had the two earlier burly men at his side and the woman as well. "I came to see who it was , but its just some riff raff thinking about stealing from my casino..." Jesus saw his target and was about to run foward when he felt a sharp pain in his torso. He dashed foward but was blocked by one of the burly men. The first burly man chopped him down and sent him flying back into some crates. He got up coughing "Guhh... they are indeed stronger than the previous fighters..." The woman took out her pistol "Mr Pennyfeather, lets leave it to the Gurt and Guss to play, im sure they can handle it..." Pennyfeather headed inside with his cane tapping "Ahh.. sure, i just wanted to see the fuss, but i guess nothing much..." He walked in closing the giant metal door behind him with the woman as well. Gurt and Guss was standing blocking Jesus's path. But in this condition could he fight like usual?

'He's hurt!' Raphael realized as the man turned towards him. Their meeting was meant to be, Raphael was sent here to cure him!
He ran towards Jesus, without even flinching by the sight of the casino thugs, he now realized his mission and nothing will stand between him and it. He took a bottle of medical alcohol and a medical adhesive liquid as he ran. When he reached Jesus he ripped a part of his robe off and rubbed the two medical liquids on it, creating a makeshift bandage. "Please let me help you!" Raphael said and without stopping to wait for an answer, pressed the bandage against Jesus' wound, making it sting a bit. "It's a herbal mix, it should help you, at least for now" Raphael explained. The herbs in the adhesive and in the alcohol were used by Raphael's monks to stop wounds from bleeding so a trainee could continue his training. They were meant to assist the wound to clot faster and contained a pain reliever.

Alviss looked from the heavies to the man who was hurt and the guy who was helping him. He really didn't understand this. What was that guy thinking? He attacked a bunch of casino people and called the place evil. Sure, it was a casino and it was by no means the center of all that was good, but evil? The most evil it did was too relieve idiots of their money. That wasn't wrong, per se. Some people would probably even thank them.

"Hey, you," Alviss walked over to the hurt man. "What's up with all this evil stuff? Who are you anyway? And-" He paused. "-well, just answer the first two questions." He didn't want to overload the guy.

Ellen was bored. She was also fairly miserable too. The new pirate crew she joined was ripped apart after just one shirt war against some rivals, and ever since she had resort to becoming a travelling shipwright again, and even worse, she hadn't blown anything up in ages. She started to sniffle a bit as she remorsely walked down the street, she then saw some rather shady characters standing in front of a casino, shouting about something on how evil casino's are. They seem insane enough to convince that they need to blow sometihng up, Ellen thought cheerfully. She then ran up to the two men at the entrance and whispered to them; "Hey, don't suppose either of you need something exploded do you?"

“Huh? Wait…what?” Alviss looked around at Ellen and stared at her stupidly. “Exploded? I can’t think of anything I want blown up right…hang on, who are you again?”

So much was happening so quickly that he couldn’t keep up with it all. This was starting to get faintly ridiculous.

Jerry, Alviss’s ferret, apparently agreed with his master. His small head was whipping back and forth between the new arrival and the man Alviss had just been asking a question. And now those heavies were coming over here!

Jesus grunted, a strange man came up to him and started healing his wounds, he looked at the strange man and then saw the herbal mix and smiled " A healer... and you seem to be a man of god as well, especially if you know such arts, i thank you brother for your aid..." He noticed the man with the spear as well and grunted at his question, as he got up and adjusted his armor. The two big burly men were standing there watching not moving at all.

Jesus eyes glared as he felt better, but he was still staggering "The man who owns this place, has been killing and looting passing ships... the casino is a front for his sinful smuggling and laundering of innocent gold... i already dealt with the other crew he hired... now i just need to kill him and cleanse this place which is filled with the stench of greed and impurity... you seem strong enough, do you wish to help me ? And also you fair maiden, while you smell of madness , even madness can be used in times of need..."

"I am not the one you should thank..." Raphael said after he finished his work on the wound. "It is the mighty lord that sent me here to help you" He said, quickly crossing his hand on his chest after reffering to his mighty lord and king.
He didn't feel confident enough to talk to the two other people in the situation, and he was barely confident enough to talk to his patient. He simply stepped away from the center of attention, waiting for a sign to guide him forward.

“Well, I don’t know about all of this ‘greed and impurity’ stuff but…” Alviss spun his spear and he turned to face the two large men. “…I can’t stand people who think that they can do whatever they want and just go around hurting others. Sounds too much like the Marines and the World Government for my taste.” Then he shivered slightly. “If only it weren’t so cold…”

Ellen puted a little when her potential customers started talking about something religion and corruption, which she payed little attention as she started thinking about mul;tiple ways to cause explosions at the casino which they hated so much. She then stepped forward and introduced herself loudly;"Sorry I forgot my manners, I'm Ellen NIarbel, minor shipwright and explosives technition, recently my old crew, um, was torn apart by pirates. So I was wondering if you would be intrested in my destructive talents?" She then waited in hope of being offered a price for her services.