Destroyers at Sea Chapter One: The Conquest for a Sword

Groaning as the punches kept landing on his weary and aching body, Kh'Ryll hung barely conscious from his shackles attached to a ropemechanic which when tightened, raised Kh'Ryll's wrists higher into the air. With one eye jabbed shut, Kh'Ryll looked around as he had done many tims before. In search of a savior or compassionate soul, but as usual....none was found.

" Where are you looking at? You mangy mut, don't you dare ignore me! " The Marine said aggravated and with malice in his voice, Kh'ryll knew what would follow his words up. Bracing himself for another barrage of punches to his face, chest and ribs, he hung there. Hanging in for God-knows-what reason.

It wouldn't be long until his mind and soul were completely broken, Kh'Ryll attempted to faze out into his thoughts and hopefully diminish the pain inflicted by the cruel Marine grunt, but one swift and precise strike to Kh'Ryll's plexus was enough to forcefully pull him back to reality. Trying to regain the breath and oxygen lost by the blow, he inhaled big gulps of air in panic.

The torture kept going and blood was dripping from Kh'Ryll's, yet again, broken nose. Blood was mixing with saliva in his mouth and as he hung there with his head hanging forward, he let it glide out of his open mouth.

" You disgust me, savage! " The Marine said venomously as he leaned against the wall behind Kh'Ryll but not before he slammed his fist one more time deep in Kh'ryll's ribs making him dangle slightly from his shackles.

" Don't you worry, we'll continue where we left off soon enough! "

Cat was barely able to see his opponent run behind him, his speed was twicce as much as Cats, this man was deffinetely a true swordsmen, and his speed seemed more of a nuisance the more he thought about it. Cat rapidly attempted to duck, being slashed on his back by the blades edge, taking the hit Cat rapidly spinned around, already in position he swung his sword by removing it from his shieth, running towards his oponent at 20 miles per hour, his sword shined from the light given to them by the fire lighting the way towards the Weasel himself. Cat was sure that at the close distance atleast a cut would be possible.. but then again, this mans speed was much more then he could predict or move with. Thanks to Cats Endurance the cut left on his back did not effect him too much, but the sting of it laid on his head.

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- BULL -
After witnessing the swordsmen get close enough for an attack BULL had already given into his fate, The swordsmen ended up being too strong for him.. he had given up hope of defeating him. Multiple stabs were sent on his body, instantly leaving holes throughout his chest. He was now a human pincushion. His stabs were scattered throughout his body, he attempted to grab Iken while he was on his blood bath, but he had no strength and the force of his stabs were much too powerfull for him to counter.. he died standing up with a blank look on his face, his delicate balance was soon shifted do to him only having one leg, he fell to the ground spitting out the last blood he could before chocking to death on his own blood.

"I guess it's just you and me doll face" Emillio said to his arrow shooting opponent, emphasizing his accent to make the racist jerk angrier. When it came to tactics, Emillio had it in him, and with his experience in long ranged fighting, he figured that the more his opponent will be pissed and unfocused, the better for him. "Arrows? Really? Haven't you heard about bullets?" He said teasing once again, trying to give his nakama as much time to get away as possible. He couldn't help but thank whatever god that was listening that he got to fight a woman instead of a mountain like Iken's opponent. When he couldn't hear them any longer, he whispered to himself "It's on... EARLY BIRD!". While shouting the name of his move, a revolver jumped from it's holster into Emillio's grip. Emillio then pointed the weapon at his enemy and fired, all in a link of an eye. The shot was performed extremely fast so it wasn't the most accurate one, but the two were pretty close and aim wasn't that necessary.

After thoroughly searching the dead man's body, Iken came out with 100,000 beli and a golden pocket watch. The watch seemed to be old and possibly rather valuable. Until Iken could determine the value he would hang onto the item. After robbing the body of it's valuables Iken walked onward so he could help his fellow nakama. Iken's vision was become more and more blurry, however he could make for a little bit more. Limping forward, Iken slowly made his way. However the way he went was the wrong way, and he found himself going down a staircase.

Iken soon came to realize he had walked into a dungeon like area. It smelt like feces and stale blood, this was common for such a place. It was a large area with a good number of cells and devices used for torture. Men, woman, and children alike inhabited the cages. With his breath extremely labored at this point Iken went looking for the keys. Looking for the keys, Iken found Kh'Ryll and the marine beating him. Iken also seen the thing he was looking for, he seen the keys on the man's belt. Swiftly Iken used the last of his energy to charge the man and slash at the marine grunt while he was distracted with the beating.

"Die marine!" Iken yelled.

[Archie]

Archie didn't seem to react to the attack right away, it looked like it would hit. However at the vary last moment he noticed the attack and preformed a limbo like move in an attempt to dodge it. This effort paid off, however his pink marine cap was cut in half by Cat's sword. Bending back up into a straight standing position the not so strait man unleashed a powerful downward slash at Cat. If Cat were to block the attack he would notice the blade was heavy, almost as heavy as Iken's. Despite the speed of the slash it didn't have much strength to back it up, therefor if it did hit Cat wouldn't die form the attack.

OOC: Cob mate, I'm chained in the room Weasel's located. Not in a cage somewhere, just a heads-up. ^^


Disgusted with his own weakness, the Marines and the gods for forsaken him, Kh'Ryll bit back his tears. He refused to show more weakness than he already has eventhough the situation he was in would prove too much to handle for most people, he held his soul straight by remembering the tribe's faith and that he was their last hope.

If only he hadn't been so stupid and waved over the unknown ship he spotted passing by his island's coastal line. If only ...

At first the unknown sailors in their white and blue costumes were polite, friendly and promised to lend a helping hand. But that fairytale didn't last long, the second he was aboard their ship they shackled him and lead him into a disgusting cage below deck, filled with bloodstains, the smell of death and worse. Still not fully realizing what just happened Kh'Ryll kept it polite and friendly, but after he was used as a human punchingbag and later put on display for the Weasel's own amusement, he realized what he had gotten himself into.

His eyes wandered through the large, fancy room decorated with wallpaintings, carpets, chandeliers and artpieces, to whom Kh'Ryll belonged to according to the Weasel. From a blessed-by-the-gods warrior to an artpiece. A pained smirk appeared on Kh'Ryll's lips by it all. Not far from where he was chained, there was a small glass cage that put a Tribal Rope Dart on display, only the Rope Dart had a black viperhead at the buttend of the rope and it slithered around inside the cage, hissing violently and seemingly in a fury.

Kh'Ryll knew this must be a torture for Hebi aswell, being caged and not able to help out his lifelong friend who was being tortured in front of its eyes.

' We'll make it through this, Hebi. I swear to the gods, we'll make it through this! ' He thought as he looked at Hebi with a plethora of emotions swelling up inside him. Anger, regret, sorrow, fury and much more all built up inside him.
If only he could somehow break free and -----

Just then the guard had recovered from his intensive treatment that he had given Kh'Ryll, not wasting any moment he had picked up where had left off as he had promised and punched Kh'Ryll repeatedly in both sides from behind him and finishing it up with a brutal punch on his bare spine, causing Kh'Ryll to shout out in pain and arching his body backwards before collapsing forward, nearly unconscious.

Cat knew he had to hurry with the fight, seeing his opponents weak body made Cat realize something he should've realized a very long time ago, his skills were great, but he had no strength to back the techniques up. Cat put left his nody to be cut, leaving his defences down completely he went forward to make a strong enough attack to weaken him immensely. "heh.. they really went cheap on these swords.." Cat charged at the enemy that made a swing downwards, the attack landed on Cats shoulder effectively hitting his left arm, he immediately swung his sword in one quick slash, aiming at the mans chest now left wide open. He mightve taken a serious wound but his oponent would take a worse amount. "Quick slash" while still i the fight he charged towards the enemy, swinging his sword.

- Daisy -
Daisy watched Emilio the foreigner attempt to shot her, her skills were not enough to shoot back in such a high speed in this range, teh bullet ended up hitting her on her left shoulder. She screamed in pain as if her very body was torn apart, she was in deep pain, but realized that the man she was fighting was no pushover, taking out her cross bow she aimed at Emilios uppertorso and fired a very fast moving arrow, traveling at atleast 80 miles per hour. In the close range they were in the Poison dipped arrow could potentially harm her oponent.. and with one scratch of the tip kill her oponent. She smirked after she fired her arrow. "I dont think a bullet is my type of thing.. especially since a crossbow can be dipped in poison HAHAHA!!" Her loud laughter was heard throughout the civilized room they were in, chandelier over head with crystal sorroundings, and a room filled with white and gold paint, complementing the rich look.

Emillio couldn't help but open his mouth in shock. The arrow was much faster than he expected and Emillio had no way to dodge it. At this point all he could do was hope for the best and pray for heaven. The arrow hit his torso, but instead of making the expected flash piercing sound, it made a strong metalic sound. The blow sent Emillio flying a meter back and falling on his butt. His eyes were closed, believing he just met his end, but he then opened them and realized he survived somehow. The arrow was hanging from his torso through a hole in his poncho, but somehow it didn't touch Emillio's skin. He got up and moved the poncho out of the way to observe the miracle. The tip of the arrow was jammed between two bullet case that were a part of Emillio's bandolero belt that was hanging from his chest. The foreigner couldn't help but smile at his luck as his look was once again aimed at his opponent.

"I don't like crossbows, they're not my thing, especially since they can only fire one arrow at a time" Emillio said and pointed his revolver at his opponent. "Crazy Trigger!" He said before emptying the entire magazine of the revolver at his opponent's direction, firing 5 bullets in less than a second. The bullets were poorly aimed, with only the first bullet making it's way towards the woman's shoulder and the others flying at random directions, but they were almost impossible to dodge.

- Daisy -
After realizing her oponent had been lucky enough to not have been harmed by her poison she noticed something very odd, his poncho had saved his life yet it was his costums that saved him. It was because he was a foreigner in a way that he himself was spared from her deadily poison, the second he took out his Pistol Daisy made a run for it, running at his General direction, after he had Fired all his bullets Daisy took out another Bow from her hand, she had taken the full blunt of the attack and shot another surprise arrow at her oponent, she had been point blank at the time and spitting out blood,Daisy shot using her left hand aparently hiding another Bow behind her, she took the full attack of his 5 bullets but she made it with the help of her Adrenaline, shortly after shooting her arrow she collapsed with blood gushing from her mouth, she had been defeated but attempted to at least kill him, since the arrow was aimed at his heart. In the least possible out come he would get scratched from the arrow going 80 miles per hour in point blank range, if he moved aside just a little he would not get killed by her arrow. Her antidote was left in her pocket, the reason they would know it was the antidote is because it sounded like glass rolling on the ground. She originally had two, but one of them broke on her other pocket and was spilling on the ground.

"Hehe.. die you stupid foreigner.. *couph*" her blood gushed from her mouth one final time before she laid on the ground motionless.. dead.

Talhar wrote:

OOC: Cob mate, I'm chained in the room Weasel's located. Not in a cage somewhere, just a heads-up. ^^

OOC: Should of mentioned that before....It's kind of important information....

After killing the marine Iken obtained his keys and free the man being tortured, there were many in the same shape as the man. With them free Iken began to work on the cells opening them one by one. Once enough of them were free Iken gave the keys to one of the previous prisoners to open the rest of cells and free the prisoners. With someone else freeing the prisoners Iken made his way through a passage way, and soon came to another set of stairs. Climbing the stairs, Iken entered a large room with a massive dining table in the center. From the room Iken could hear a variety of sound, these sounds were the sounds of battle, gunshots, the snap of the bow, clashing swords, and yelling. Sitting back on a chair, Iken couldn't go on anymore, he needed his rest for the moment, Bull had destroyed much of his upper body.

[Archie]

As Archie's blade entered Cat's shoulder, his blade cut a deep gash in Archie's chest. Despite what Cat had planned, Archie's attack did as much damage as Cat's attack. Archie was physically weaker, but his speed and the grade of sword more than made up for it. Both attacks did rather minor damage as the both hit bony protected areas of the opponents body. Archie's eye's opened wide and he clutched his chest once he realized Cat and slashed his chest. The man was rather slow when it came to reacting, whether it be avoiding or reacting to the pain caused from an attack.

In a furry Archie began swinging his sword rapidly throwing out fast slashes at Cat. It was like a storm of steel slashes, they were fast and nearly impossible to dodge or block. However they were also rather weak, and if it was for his skill level they would have posed no danger. Archie was aiming for all of Cat's vital with his blade storm, if Archie hit anyone spot more than three times he would successfully hit the vital. Hitting a vital area would put Cat in a seriously bade way.

"Stupid bastard, how dare you cut me! I'm going to stick my blade into you so many times, you're going to look like a cutting board!" screamed the man in a high pitched voice.

As Thor and Cat kept walking, they were met by five figures, four marines and a man with some sort of Gatling gun. Then, a rather flamboyant man with a sword came up to them and challenged them. Thor immediately grabbed his Jutte and coated it with energy, ready to fight, but Cat decided to fight the man, so Thor nodded and continued to run. As he got close to the men and the Gatling gun behind the door (which opened as the swordsman exited), Thor decided the gun would be more of a nuisance. Thor then began charging a beam attack. He put his hands in the 'palm' position and to the opposite of each other and the ball of energy began to grow as he ran, ducking every once in awhile in case he was fired at. Getting close to the gun, Thor popped up quickly and fired his beam into the cannon.

"How do you like me now, weaselly bitch??" he said "KONKI KONKI NO BEAM!!!" and the beam fired into the cannon at point blank range

As Kh'Ryll was in pure agony, bordering mental and physical exhaustion, a man entered the room and weave-ran his way towards the cruel Weasel, his gattling gun and his grunts with some sort of energyball growing in his palms.
No idea what was happening, Kh'Ryll watched on in surprise as the man shouted " Konki Konki No Beam " and fired off the beam.

The guard that was pummeling Kh'Ryll started to react after his initial surprise and began moving towards the man, passing Kh'Ryll. With much strain on his pained body Kh'Ryll quickly pulled himself up by his shackles after imbueing himself with his power and increasing his strength and speed a bit, pressing the relatively sharp edges of the shackles into his wrists and promptly placed the guard in a necklock with his legs. The man tried to open the lock by sheer force but panicked and taken by surprise his armstrength wasn't enough to open Kh'Ryll's tightening necklock, especially not Kh'Ryll lowered the man's strength by altering the man's aura with his power. He then tried to punch Kh'Ryll's legs from an awkward position but his punches landed without force behind them and the struggling soon became less and less potent, until the man finally succumbed to lack of oxygen and died standing up.

" RRRRAAAAAAAAHHHHH "

Kh'Ryll growled triumphantly as he took revenge on his torturer, not knowing what would happen next, he had no choice but to hang there. He saw the keys to his chains on the decorated wooden table nearby, but it was out of reach for his legs so he had no way to get free on his own power. Then it hit him that the man might help him.

" WARRIOR! " He shouted in the direction of the explosion.

" SET ME FREE, I CAN HELP! " He shouted again, anxious and eager to be set free but even more eager to aid punishing those who wronged him.

Emillio noticed His opponent's desperate attempt to harm him when she rushed at his loaded gun. He wasn't even aiming for a kill but he ended up killing her. He noticed the hidden bow being pulled out between the flashes of his bullets and jumped to the right as he fired, making the arrow hit the outer part of his left thigh, causing blood to spill. He fell to the ground with his opponent, both of them bleeding from different wounds. "ARRRRRRRRRRRRRRRGHH!!!" Emillio shouted as he held his leg in pain, observing the wound the arrow left in it. The arrow was hanging from the thigh on it's tip, it had to be pulled out. Taking a deep breath, Emillio grabbed the weapon and pulled it out before his screams of agony came out of his mouth.

After this was done he planned on making himself as comfortable as he possibly could and wait for one of his nakama to follow his screams, but then he noticed a strange liquid pouring out his dead opponent's pocket. 'POISON!' He remembered his opponent's words, the arrows were poisoned, the poison must already be in his blood stream. As the thought of taking a paper out and write down a quick will, he noticed a glass bottle rolling out of Daisy's second pocket. 'OF COURSE!' He thought to himself as he started crawling towards it. The woman must have carried an antidote, to be safe if she happened to scratch herself from one of her arrows. The bottle might have contained the cure. It was a gamble, but Emillio had nothing to lose. He grabbed the bottle and drank it to it's last drop, ignoring any taste it had. He then soaked his wound in the puddle of the antidote that was created form the other bottle, just to make sure.

After reaching this position, Emillio looked up at the ceiling and waited, for either death or his friends to come and take him. His wound wasn't bleeding so bad and he wrapped it with a piece of his poncho to make sure it stayed as clean as possible. He couldn't walk with the poison and the antidote fighting inside his veins and arteries, so he was just there, waiting, thinking of whatever life the woman he just killed might had.

- Weasel -
The weasel had 3 of the Marines open fire at the man having a very big room, the second Thor came out of the window many bullets were fired at him, with Thor heading straight towards the Weasel he pointed his Gatling gun straight at him and fired multiple rounds, firing 5 bullets every second. Before long Thor was ambushed by many shots decently aimed directly at his body, there was physicaly no way he would reach them without Bullets embedded in his body, even a man with 60 agility and speed wouldnt be able to dodge this ambush easily without at least one bullet in his body. This was a very specially designed plan. After Thor ran towards them and somehow managed to reach his gatling gun the Weasel escaped his Gun, having the beam destroy the gatling gun, but at least he was safe. The other 3 Marines looked at Thor with intent eyes, and charged towards him, 2 charged forward trying to attack Thor and another stayed behind still shooting at him. Weasel went towards the keys laying on the desk, watching the Ex-Marine on the ground made him pitty him, having been killed by a slave. Weasel forgot about the Keys to his slaves shackles and left them on his desk as he went ahead into a door, opening it and going inside, while it was opening the sound of metal tapping and being smashed was hear. As he closed it the sound left with it, disappearing as if it were not there.

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Cat saw his incredible speed and had absolutely no chance in fighting back, his strength was obviously weak, but his speed and agility was much more then Cats, the only thing Cat had was his ability to take a beating. Having been cut in multiple areas at least once Cat used the opportunity to attempt a slash, ending up stopping a swing instead. His attack was strangely light but the swordsmens skills nearly damaged the blade, after he attempted another swing in the blink of an eye there was no choice but to use Cats shieth as cover, the sword ended up slicing downwards at the shieth after Cat blocked with it, the sword was lodged into it but it could be easily broken. Cat used the opportunity to take his sword and slice horizontally at his opponent. Archie was fierce, but with his body there might not be too many cuts he could take. Cat was hoping to land a deep cut on his oponent, after firther looking at his body, he had sustained a total of 12 cuts, his body was at this point bleeding extensively, too many more cuts on those areas and he would surely die, Cats weight was being felt on his knees as they almost collapsed under them, thanks to his Endurance he could stand, but it was getting harder to keep fighting.

"Damn it... Archie.. I will not lose to you!" Cats Face had a cut on his forehead covering his face was blood.

As he was running towards the gun, he was hit by 3 bullets, one grazed his arm, the other hit his shoe, grazing two of his toes, the third hit his thigh. Thor looked at the three marines ready to attack and then the weasel leaving, he was after that man, not the bloody marines. Then he heard the man calling to him, saying he could help and all, which Thor needed desperately. But how would he get past these men...wait..could he? Thor thought about something. If he could coat his jutte in energy, why not his body? Thor then tried this, trying to do what he did with his jutte with his body and surprisingly, it worked. Thor then ran forward, punching the marines, giving them burns and reaching the keys, grabbing them and unlocking the man. He then looked at him intently.

"Sir, you must fight these marines for me, I need to kill the man that ran away then I will be back to help!" he said, running much faster thanks to his energy coat towards and into the door the weasel went into

- Weasel -
Weasel had run inside the room with all of the Blacksmiths inside, he had ran towards the head chief of the black smiths, him being a tall Black men, Chief held the Sword and swung one final mighty swing at the Sword with a mighty hammer, after he looked at it he noticed its perfection.. he could do no better with his hands, after years of making the sword it had reached its peak, the village could do no better unless a famous Black smith himself would attempt to make the sword or update it. The sword was shaped like a cutlass with great beauty that reflected from the moon, the handle refelcted the moon as the sword itself stayed in the darkness, Seeing Thor come running through the room glowing in the darkness the Weasel walked towards him, being fully capable of fighting normal battles this would be the final battle for the sword, he was the boss, although he wasnt the strongest he was indeed the one that had the gatling gun, and even.. the Sea Stone Sword. The entity of the sword circled the room, having gotten close to Thor he at this point could feel the effects of the Sea Stone, weakning him the closer he got to Thor, after being within 6 feet of Thor he readied himself with a battle stance to fight back.. the Weasel might be weak but he would not die without fighting back. He ran towards Thor, swinging his sword at Thors torso after being wounded by his bullets.

Strength: 10
Endurance: 10
Speed: 10
Agility: 20
Skill: 20
Tactical intelligence: 30
Practical intelligence: 20
Knowledge: 20
Perception: 10
Charisma and leadership: 25
Talent:0
Devil fruit control:0

What the hell??? Thor thought this as he became weaker as this man came closer with the sword. If that's what it does from six feet away then imagine if it hit him... Thor shivered at the thought of this, and decided this battle must be fought from a long distance. Keeping his coating on to increase his running (can go 50 mph now, hehe) he shot one energy blast at the weasels face and shot away so he could not catch him, ending up 30 yards away from the man and, having his strength back proceeded to shot 5 more blasts at the weasel.

The weasel Did not fathom how strong Thor had been from jsut a few moments ago, this form was absolutely too much for him. The weasel could not accept this and continued fighting, having the Sea stone sword was his advantage, after seeing him run around as powerfully as he was this seemed to make him suspiscious at just how strong the techniques were, Weasel put his sword infront of him following the only glowing being in the room, baing in a dark room with no light except the moon made things much easier for him to block. Having the energy beams coming at him he put his sword in front of him effectively blocking the incoming attacks, after blocking 5 of the shots one of them became too fast for him, trying to pick up his speed, he ended up over doing himself and almost reaching his limmit, at this point his legs cramped up and stopped for a second after Thor had shot the beam, the 6th beam hit his body aiming at his Body, it ended up hitting his right shoulder, burning it immensely. It was at this point that the Weasel ran towards Thor, figuring that the bullets in his wounds would start hurting soon ha attempted to swing with his new sword, aiming to cut off Thors right arm by swinging downwards.

Thor's thigh bullet wound was now beginning to hurt more, reducing Thor's speed to 30 MPH. Also the seastone blade reduced it to twenty five mph, although he had hit the man too, maybe that would help. Sprinting away, shooting beams at him, Thor narrowly dodged the blade, and as he got away, his speed increased, and he stopped again to throw 5 more blasts at the man. Thor gulped, if he went on longer he might actually lose to him, this bullet was starting to hurt.

-Weasel-
He had missed his attack as he got closer to Thor. It seemed almost impossible to kill him at this point, it was almost impossible for him to think of a way to kill him. After he narrowly dodged his attack he shot 5 more attacks made of beams aiming straight at his body. They ended up hitting most of him, 3 of them were blocked but a the close distance he could not do any more, having been hit by 2 more beams, one on his shoulder and another on hos stomach, he had been slowed down succesfully, and hurt very badly, his body was now covered in very specific burns and seemed like they would never heal from the view they were given. He attempted to stand again and raised the sword, he used his last remaining energy to charge at Thor, his Adrenaline and Endurance has given him one final resolve, he new that if he did not kill Thor with this attack he would certainly be defeated afterwards. In one final dessperate attempt he ran towards Thor weakening him with the sword the closer he got, at the point where he became reachable by hand he swung his sword, attempting to cut his chest and possibly wound/kill him. This was Weasels final resolve before Dying. His shieth being held by the Black Smith. "The one that is the winner shall receive the shieth to the sword.. it conceals the Sea Stone properties once it goes inside, since it is thick enough to do so.." The black smith held it while kneeling down, waiting for a winner to be chosen from the battle.

Thor saw the man lift his sword as his final attack, he wasn't dead yet?? Thor sighed, then ready to end the battle. He shot away with all his strength, going at 36 mph and dodging the attack narrowly. And then, with pain, he lifted his leg up and shot an energy blade at the weasel. He then, assuming the man died, began walking towards the black smith and held his hand out. He then, no relived began processing information and concluded that the blade was made of seastone, no wonder they went through all of this for a sword.

"I'll take the sheath" he said

With Cat's endurance being cut away with each slash the battle looked somewhat grim for the swordsman. Archie began to breath hard as he leaped back a few feet after his barrage like attack. He not only breathed harder than normal, the man looked to be totally exhausted. It seemed the attack took a lot out of him and he wouldn't be using it again anytime soon. Trying to finish off the swordsman, Archie ran at Cat full speed. Putting his sword's hilt on his stomach he used his great speed to attempt and run Cat through.

A clank of metal was heard as Archie's blade connected with someone else's blade. Iken had stopped the man's attack, he could see the difference in Archie and Cat's swords. Archie's attack completely leveled the wounded Iken causing him to fall backwards on to Emillio who he had been dragging. With an exhausted look at Cat, Iken held out his sword for Cat to use against the man. With this sword, Cat's attacks would do much more damage allowing for a kill blow.

[Previously]

Slumped on the chair about to pass out, Iken heard Emillio's scream. Iken shot to his feet, a new source of energy come into his body causing him to spring to life. Running through the door Iken found Emillio on the ground near a dead female marine. Searching the body Iken found a bottle of poison, an empty vial was near Emillio. Iken could only amuse it was the antidote, the vial had a bitter smell to it. Grabbed Emillio by the hand Iken dragged him into the next room where he seen Cat being cut into shreds by the man.

[Present]

"Take good care of the sword, if you don't I'll kill you." Iken said passing out on top of the gunslinger.

Cat really did think he was going to Die, but he was not going to die without taking the other mans life, fully prepairing to face the consequences Cat was getting prepared to attempt a stab for his own life, but was relieved when Iken showed up to save him. His blade clanked against the opponents, the sound of both swords slicing each other was apparent, Ikens was obviously much more powerful. Iken let out what Cat assumed was a dying breath, he would take over from now on.. Cat would do everything in his power to kill this man quickly, with a blade that could easily defeat Archies Cats confidence was at its peak. Cat took the Blade from Iken, nodding at his unconscious corps. The second he held it he noticed its superiority to his dull blade. This one seemed much stronger and overall.. no.. in every detail it was better. Taking his stance Cat was fully prepared to finish this fight with the next blow, his attack now had Ikens sword, Cat ignored the pain around his body one last time.. this next move was going to be a Duel.. where both swordsmen make a final move to try and kill one another, Cat readied himself as his right hand covered the hilt of the sword, and his left hand was holding the shieth. This was going to be the final blow.

"Archie.. Lets finish this.. I need to get back to my Nakama.." Cat Knew that with this sword, he was very easilly stronger then Archie, How Iken came across such a sword Cat would never know.. but it was splendid to hold. Cats blood was still dripping from his body, this was going to be a very bad way to die if this keeps up.

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-Weasel-
With his dying breath he muttered "Curse you... my.. sword.." Weasel had been slain, and was no more a problem then a dead dog on the road. THe black smith held the shieth out towards Thor and with a smile muttered words under his breath."Thank you... for freeing us.." tears were seen going down the Black Smiths face as he was kneeling down in front of Thor. This to Chief was the happiest day, the Marine man was killed and the Pirates freed them from their tyranny. Chief stood up wiping the tears from his eyes and left, but before leaving he stood behind Thor without facing him.

"I doubt that sword is for you, you went through alot of trouble for a crew mate." Forgetting that it was going to be hard for Thor to grab the sword by himself he left the room, along with the other Blacksmiths. Thor now had to grab the sword resisting its weaknesses and shieth it with the shieth in his hand. (Put the sword inside). It was now up to Thor.

Iken laid on top of Emillio, he would definitely need some time to recover at this point. Well that was if he survived in the first place, most of his ribs were broken and chances were he had at least some internal bleeding. However at this point Iken looked rather peaceful even as he laid on top of Emillio. Emillio had a mound of metal on his person so laying on him couldn't have been the most comfortable.

[Archie]

Archie was enraged, someone had taken his prey from him, no one had ever stopped him from killing before. What was worse he had used all but a bit of his energy in the previous charge. Spinning his sword around Archie again changed Cat. Again he was going for another quantity over quality attack. With each passing moment the speed of the spinning increased. It increased until the sword looked like one large blur of an object. The attack not only would be devastating if it hit, it would also act as a shield as the man changed.

"Whirlwind Bombardment"

Thor nodded to the man, who was happy that they freed the village, they would get a HUGE increase in bounty for this. Thor sighed, walking over to the sword. He was happy, he had overthrown a government and stolen a sword at the same time, what a day. Grabbing the sword by the handle and sheathing it, he began a long journey to the others. And with a bullet wound, it seriously seemed that way. Walking slowly until he made it out of the basement and was faced with the three marines fighting the man. Thor was enraged that they hadn't ddied yet, and shot a barrage of energy and the remaining marines.

"GAAAH" He yelled, then collapsed from tiredness and injury

Cat watched the blades turn and turn around, watching the speed the attack was coming at him he realized that if he had use dhis old sword on this one he would have certainly died. Cat was prepared for him as he ran towards him, unshiething his sword Cat made a Slash that went past his oponent, he ran at 20 miles per hour through the oponent, the swords might and superiority was obvvious as the attack shattered the shield the oponent made, with black aura emminating from the sword as he swung it. "Elegant.. Slash.." Cat had hoped that the attack Connected through the shield, and defeated his oponent. After the attack Cat assumed he was defeated and put the Sword on Ikens Belt, Cat moved on carrying Iken and Emilio, if it were not for the pain killers this would be excruciating pain, he continued walking up the stairs until he reached the door where his captain went through. Opening the door his Captain seemed to be damaged as well, Cat looked over towards the Long armed person.

"Hey.. this is too much work for just me.. so help me pick the captain up.." looking at the captains belt he noticed it had a shieth with a blade in it. Looking closer at its beauty Cat was tempted to leave his crew on the floor and grab it.. but common sense kicked in and he was left to drag the bodies to safety, Cat looked over towards the Tribesman. "... be carefull with the sword.. were going outside, do you know a short cut?.. i really dont feel like walking for hours just to reach the outside.." Cat was bleeding heavilly, and it seemed like his cuts were making him feel weak, but he endured it, and kept holding Emilios body on his right hand, and Ikens on his left. cat was getting ready to leave with the tribel mans help.