Weapon name: Foretelling Death Mirror: 1000 Howling Souls
Description: The blade has two forms, one is a four foot blade made from four individual blades. All of the blades have a six inch handle that is the base of the second form, the giant windmill shuriken with a one foot long handle with two of the previous hilts combined. When in it's shuriken form the handle forms an X or a +, with a blade on each end of the handle. When the blade is in it's Foretelling Death Mirror form it has a mirror like quality in which the user and for both would able to see themselves in it and eventually one of them would die, hence the name Foretelling Death Mirror. The shuriken form is able to literally cut the wind when thrown causing it to create a deathly howl giving it the name 1000 Howling Souls. When in the 1000 Howling Souls form it has over an eight foot wide diameter. The steel is a combination of high carbon stainless steel that only know to the metal logia devil fruit user that created it. Not only does the type of steel gives it the mirror like reflective properties, but also the super sharp edge and strong durability.
Weapon special abilities: When in it's sword form the blade is as durable as supreme grade blade. Being as durable as a supreme blade it's nearly unbreakable. However it is also slightly heavier and a bit less sharp than the other supreme grades. The mirror like blade isn't only for looks, it's smoothed down to the atomic level allowing for greater aerodynamics. When in it's shuriken windmill form it's four times sharper than before allowing it to cut nearly anything save sea-stone. The down side to this form is it is also four times a brittle, if it were to hit something as hard as a higher grade sword the blades would instantly shatter. Since it was made by a metal devil fruit user the four blades fit together perfectly making it look like one sword to everyone but the user. Each of the four blades have a serrated edge unseen to the naked eye, the blades themselves are all sharpened to the atomic level. With it being four times sharper it could truly be called the sharpest sword in the Grandline.
History: Iken stood upon the shores of Rose Island, an island the crew had visited one before. It was a time when the Steel was a mightier crew with many more members. Since then a series of failed island takeovers has seriously damaged the crew. Members have gone mission, deserted, or just plain retired from the the life of a Yonkou pirate. Since the recent events all of the Steel had been separated, Iken eagerly awaited the remainder of the crew, as the divisions slowly made their way to the island.
With Iken's senses he could sense everyone coming one way or anther. Looking over his shoulder Iken watched as a woman walked up to him, this could mean only one thing. She more than likely would have been looking for the Steel for some reason. Rose Island was a relativity small insignificant island without any type of population. The only few advantages to the island was that it was more or less an unknown and it's minuscule amount of natural resources.
(Meanwhile with Alphonse)
Alphonse had landed on the island, upon arriving he jumped off the ship and was Greeted by Sangjo almost instantly. He was asked to go meet Iken, something he had never really had the pleasure of doing. He was titled the 4th Division commander from a letter, and only saw Iken's face in the middle of battle. This was going to be his first time exchanging words with him. Alphonse moved on leaving Sarah enough time to get ready, she could very easily find him with her powerful nose. Alphonse Followed Sangjo, and looked around. Ahead was Iken along with another girl Alphonse didn't recognize. Sangjo immediately came after her, the rumors about him were correct. Alphonse couldn't help but sigh, but he couldn't help but smile that Sangjo at the same time.
Alphonse stopped Behind Sangjo whom was near Iken, Alphonse was quiet while around him.. what could he say? He had failed his mission and didn't deserve to have such powerful Nakama. He had his two swords on his sheath at the time, two Metal suitcases were following Alphonse as he was walking, floating in midair, Landing beside him on his left and right. Alphonse couldn't keep eye contact with Iken even as he stood 3 feet away from him, looking down instead.
(Iken)
Iken watched as his crew assembled, the same old faces he had seen many times over and over again. However there were also newer members he only recognized from status reports. Iken smiled as he seen Sangjo attempt to run towards the new girl, it amused him. Even with the burns he received from Kenjiro, a man Iken considered as a close friend. He was even his first mate, the first to join his crew, no one had spent more time with Iken. Another man walked with Sangjo it was Alphonse, Iken only knew him through the progress reports he read.
Somewhat distracted by the severity of Sangjo's wounds it took Iken a bit of time to react to Naomi. Looking down Iken thought of everyone that had been lost, not only that but the new threat. Something was brewing on the horizon, Iken could feel it and it was something big. Someone else was coming to, it was someone Iken didn't expect to be coming. Although from what Iken had heard it did make sense as why he was coming. However that would all be something he needed to tackle in the future. Taking a deep breath Iken looked back at Naomi with a big smile.
"Sure you can join, it'll be nice to have another pretty lady on the crew, you'll make a good addition to the first division. Plus I'm sure Sangjo will be happy with this." Iken said with a small chuckle as he looked at the drooling Sangjo. "Sangjo" said Iken as Iken put his hand on Sangjo's uninjured shoulder. "I'm going to take you to an Island I know of with an Elder from my village. We're going to under go some one on one training, we're the two highest ranking members, we need to get stronger so no one can do this to us again." Iken said looking as at Sangjo's burns. "Alphonse, you'll go with Thor. Take anyone else you want with you, but yours and his powers seem like they could sync really well." Iken said with a confident smile. "Now don't rush off now, just stay here for now, I think we should greet our guests first." Iken said looking out to the sea.
Despite Iken's level of confidence it appeared as there was nothing there, nothing in the area of where Iken was looking. Iken had an aura of calm around him, however there was still something. It was like no matter how safe it felt around him there was still something deep down that was just plain dangerous. Even Sangjo wouldn't have felt this before, it almost seemed like something had changed in Iken. He would have seemed familiar and different at the same time, something that would seem rather confusing if one put thought into it. "Oh that reminds me, Alphonse! I would like you to create a sword for me, with your powers you should be able to put one out with relative ease. I need something sturdy, sharp, and heavy enough to cut through anything I want it to. Can you do this for me?" Iken requested of his division commander.
(Alphonse's Response)
Alphonse was surprised at his captains request, it shocked him completely, he expected a bad response, or punishment for doing so horribly. It was his fault the fourth and second division couldn't take care of an island, Alphonse could not have imagined his captain was confident in Alphonse, he was a very forgiving man. Alphonse would do everything he could to make Iken's sword the best he could. Alphonse Nodded to Iken, stepping back a few steps. He took out his hands, making many metal plates around him, they all started to combine and turned into swords, four separate ones.
Each sword was taken metal from its edges in increasing its sharpness, the metal peaces scattered around Alphonse and dispersed. After continuing this process the swords sharpness was seen once a breeze rolled in and the swords howled at the air, as if cutting through it. Yet even after that Karasu removed more metal from the sides and strengthened it at the same time, each blade measured four feet in height and were thin. Alphonse combined them together making them fit perfectly as one sword, able to become four again by simply separating them. But for that to happen Alphonse needed to make the handle as well. By this point Alphonse was using all of his concentration to make the sword, and was getting headaches but he endured.
The sword was still in the air and was put back to its original form, moving all of the swords back to its original basic sword form, the blade itself looked as if it were made of Glass, since the sword reflected perfectly the area around it. That sword looked perfectly like one sword, in reality it was 4 separate swords into one, once they were separated that Windmill Shuriken will rival the sharpness of even Sea Stone, and if thrown hard enough could Cut through it. Alphonse walked towards Iken, tired and handed him the sword.. it took all of his concentration to make it.
"The sword is 4 put into one, although in this form its defense is strong and is very sharp in its windmill form it is 4 times sharper, but in exchange is 4 times as fragile, a high grade sword could break it if hit from the top or bottom of the blade, but the edges are sharp enough to cut through wind. The Blade/Windmill is my gift for your kindness captain.." Alphonse the blade in his arm, to demonstrate its current sharpness he swung at the air, making a very noticeable swishing sound, the air was slightly cut even at the dullest stage, and Alphonse's inexperience with swords. Alphonse held the sword carefully and walked up to Iken, handing the sword over with both palms open. The handle of it being 6 inches at first, but stretched to 1 foot when made into a Shuriken. "You will name your supreme sword, it is yours after all" to Alphonse that sword was to be named by its new master, not its creator. Alphonse to only make sure he would repair it when necessary, but nothing else, the true owner of the sword.. was Iken.
Thu Sep 08, 2011 11:02 pm