West Blue: Chaotic Vacation at Las Camp

Iken took to his full speed and headed towards the two hammer wielding thugs that had fought Desais.  He quickly found out just why they were able to take on Desais.  They were as fast as Iken, one was even a little faster.  Before Iken knew it, one of in front of him and the other was to his side; dangerously close to flanking him.  Their smashing attacks came quickly after, it was mercilessly powerful.  Iken slid and turned so both of them were in front of him so he could counter a little easier.  "Dark Counter Strike"   At the same time the hammer wielders struck, Iken struck back with his full force.  The clash created a small shockwave that pushed both parties back from their initial positions.  Skidding back, Iken managed to stay on his feet unlike the other two.  Despite what it looked like, even though Iken was the only one involved in the clash that was still standing; he wasn't the one that won that clash.  Iken had been pushed back farther than his foes.  If it were a simple one on one fight, Iken would most likely win without much of a struggle.  Unfortunately there were two of them and only one of Iken, his chances weren't so cut and clear.  
 
[Mick - Taphie]
 
The bartender and the hostess both took two of the men standing behind them and walked towards their respective targets.  Pulling the chains from his shoulders, the barkeep began to spin the chains trying to intimidate Mick.  The two thugs he brought along stepped up from behind him and walked forward.  They began to charge at Mick bending over slightly as if they were trying to tackle him.  If either of their large frame actually hit Mick, it'd probably hurt.  Meanwhile, Taphie had similar problem.  The hostess unraveled her whip and lashed it out towards Taphie.  From behind her the two thugs she had under her control slowly began to make their way around to try and flank their female foe.  
 

15/15

Desais kept ramming into the bars with rage flowing within him Why am I so weak! I need to get stronger! Somehow! If only I could get out of this cell! Or even these stupid seastone cuffs! Desais thought to himself. He stopped slamming into the bars and looked down at the cuffs at his wrists with furry. The suddenly, ribbons came out of nowhere and wrapped Desais up. He attempted to break out of them but they were too strong. They felt as strong as a rock and as rough as one. Desais started yelling as the ribbons held him. Then he heard "Discord" speaking. It made him feel even angrier until he actually heard what he was saying.

The ribbons let go of Desais and he fell to his knees. The blood dripped from his body and his head. Desais felt the warmth sensation as the blood ran across his face and onto the floor. He wiped it away with his forearm and stood back up. "Your right, I'm just not thinking clearly. Thanks." Desais said as he went and sat down on the bed. "I was stupid to think that ramming myself into the bars repeatedly would solve this problem. I guess I will just have to trust you and wait for the most opportune moment to get out of here." Desais said as his rage completely subsided. He then decided that he should wipe away the blood and bandage up his wounds. Desais tore parts of his shirt and pants so as to use as a bandage. These should work for the time being. Desais thought as he wrapped the torn clothing around the wounds on his body.

9/15

Cole was glad that Desais stopped ramming himself into the bars it would only hurt him and not help him when he crew would come. He decide to ask him a question "Hey Desais dose your crew need a cook I wouldn't mind joining?". Cole has been wanting to join a crew of pirates for years hoping he could make a connections with someone strong enough or some one he could connect with Desais fits some one he could probably connect with. So Cole continued his saying his thoughts "I was planning on setting of when I turned 18 but then those Jerk marines came and took my mother for me and hanged her not soon after.But I learned a lot from my inn keeping youth I learned how to sew, cook, make beds, clean, and decent people skills. When I turned 13 and found out about about my family inn kept pirate I learned from then basic pirating skill some basic sword play mad shooting. I have a strong belief in doing the right thing and making people smile. O and also discord is willing to do things most people would not like to do he is like a brother to and my darker half but he dose not act like me at all most of the time. Also my" Cole stops making sure that no guard are around. Their where none still so he continue "Devil Fruit ability to make some basic clothing they only come in orange but I like it. They can harden to the strength of stone rand they can sharpen to sword like sharpness. I would hopefully be a good add on to your crew so when your captain comes please ask him to let me join your crew if you do not have a cook please let me join your Nakama." Cole hoped that Desais is willing to help him he wanted to find a crew so badly he wanted some people to call Nakama. He started crying a little from all his years of loneliness.



5/15

"Oh ain't you scary!?" Mick, in a quick movement, lunged towards them with his Stilettoes pointing towards the two men. His attack would pierce right into them if it was successful, their momentum working against them. The bartender remained in his mind, if the chain hit him it would hurt quite a bit. He hoped Iken, with the three he was up against, would be alright. The girl that was with would probably help him as well, even though she seemed a little skittish to him.

Taphie watched as everyone split up into groups. Her eyes watched as three men went after mick, while the woman and two of her lackies went after herself. She held her hand on the sword, taking her stance and turning toward the woman, though glancing back at the men. She hopped her slender stacher and lightness would be enough to make up for her lack of knowledge. Iken had taught her enough attacks, she just hopped that it would be enough to get through this fight.

She wasn't afraid of the woman as she lashed the whip at her, she stared at the woman with a glare and waited till the men were close enough before she ducked and moved back. hoping to slide under and between them as she would roll backwards and stand up, she would unsheathe the sword as soon as she stood "black slash" she said, remembering the words as she did this, causing a line of black to come off where the sword was swung. She took her position again, hopping the display might intimidate the foes a bit more.

[Mick]

While the brute’s lack of intelligence helped to lead to their literal down fall, their strength was clear and present in the fact that there were two of them and only one of Mick. Mick was as strong and as fast as either of the two, he was nowhere near the level of the two combined. The quick thrust with his two short blades allowed Mick to plunge said short blades into the thugs' chests. This was a quick and relatively easy win for Mick, albeit the combined strength and speed of the two hitting the blade that Mick held at more or less the same time; probably made it feel like Mick's arms were about to be ripped off.

As the two large men slinked to the ground clutching their mortal wounds the barkeep took it upon him-self to finally enter the fray. In what seemed an instant, almost the exact same instant the two hit the ground, the bartended drew the pistol at his side. It took the man one second to draw and another two to raise it to chest length and one more to aim and fire.

[Taphie]

For a moment the woman with the whip glared back at Taphie, giving her a look that told her she was coming for blood. That moment was soon interrupted by Taphie’s quick slender body moving to avoid the two men barreling down upon her. In almost a comical fashion the two nearly ran into one another before looking up with a bewildered "where did she go?" type look. It wasn't long however, before the situation became serious once again.

The two thugs charged straight for Taphie while an inaudible sound or command came from the woman behind them. Her voice seemed hushed or mumbled for some reason. As the two men neared Taphie the two of them split off to either side. Immediately in front of Taphie was the hostess, she was mid-air with her whip drawn and less than a second from striking. Less than a second later the foe's arm had lashed downward causing momentum to transfer into the whip with only a slight delay. If the whip were to hit Taphie, the damage wouldn't likely be life threatening by any means. Unfortunately the damage to her skin that the thorns in the whip would likely cause when they latched onto her skin would allow the woman to drag or pull Taphie which would cause further damage.

[Iken]

Iken began to strafe around his foes, moving to the right. He kept his blade in front of himself at chest level, ready to strike and deal; a devastating blow, at a moment’s notice. Using the time, the mere seconds it took for the two men to get back to their feet; Iken charged his foes from a slight blind spot. The advantage for the turn was small, but at least it was something. Iken's blade rose up into position as he approached the two. " Demon King's Hard Appendage" It was as if the the blade and Iken had merged into one as the finesse and raw cutting power allowed Iken to cleave through half of the large steel block sitting upon a handle that they called a hammer, as the thug he was attacking blocked.

A powerful feeling of dread descended upon Iken. It was the kind of feeling he got before something bad was about to happen. He wasn't sure where it would come from or who it was directed at. Without a moment of hesitation, Iken cranked his head to look around the battlefield. He looked just in time to see Mick being fired upon and the hostess lashing down at Taphie. Iken wished he was fast enough to zoom over and move the two of them out of the way, but he wasn't. He didn't have that kind of god like ability, not like that marine...Unfortunately at about the same time the aforementioned events were transpiring, the second hammer wielder that had not been attacked; prepared a powerful blow for the inattentive Iken.

The large butt of the hammer smashed square into Iken's chest. The powerful blow, from the stronger of the two caused the pirate captains chest to contract as the waves of force rippled through his body. Spider web fractures and cracks formed up and down his rib cage in an instant. The continuing force caused slight internal injury, but nothing particularly life threatening. Blood spewed from his mouth as he fell backwards to the ground. While the blow was powerful, Iken was also tough enough to take it; if just barely. Even with a heavy endurance like his, Iken couldn't take much if any more damage or he would be in serious trouble.


1/15

Desais sat with his hands on his head. He somewhat listened to the guy in the cell right next to him. All he really could think of is what Iken could be doing right now. Is he coming to save him? Does he even know that he was captured? Did Taphie even get away from those brutes? These were a few of the questions that were rumbling through his mind. But even though Desais had a lot on his mind, one question slipped on through and made him start to rethink. Does your crew need a chef? Desais jolt his head up at the sound of the question. Then in the back of Desais's mind he thought; How could I be so selfish in this moment. This guy has been here for 3 years and has opened his heart and soul to me. And all I can do is whine that I am stuck here...Maybe I should actually listen to this guy and stop worrying about what is gonna happen to me.. Desais got up from the bed and walked over to the bloody bars.

He peered on over to Cole's cell and reached out what he could of his seastone cuffed hands. "Sorry, I was being too selfish. Let's start this meeting each other over again. Hi! My name is Desais Mizuki, and I am apart of the Steel Village Pirates. Our fearless and courageous captain is none other than Iken. I don't really know to much about him but I know he is definitely a man worth following. To answer your question on whether we need a cook or not, we can use anybody who is willing to join the crew." Desais smiled as he said these things. It seemed the guy that once came to the cell had now all but disappeared.

10/15

When Cole heard the word Desais said he felt like he finally had a new hope. Cole instantly got out of his sadness and felt a lot of the built of sadness of the past three years pretty much disappear he reached out to shake his hand being careful of the sea-stone cuff "Names Cole P. Dusk and I would love to join you guys in the Steel Village Pirates but I would like to tell you a little more about myself while wait for your captain to come here and help us escape." Taking a break from talking Cole did his routine check for guards lucky there was still none around. So he continued "I ate the ribbon ribbon fruit and I am able to summon ribbon I can freely control. They also can be sharpen and harden right now I can get them to sword like sharpness and Stone strength. As you can probably guess by now I have split personality disorder from seeing my mother get hung called He calls himself Discord but I like to call him Dizzy . He represents my dark side so he does most of the cruller and eviler acts that I rather not do. He is a cruel person enjoys other peoples pain but he does care for me and promised me he would never hurt any people I care for without good reasons. And Desais I will help you in any way I can for what you did today I hope we can become friend." Cole said that last part in joy he was going to finally get out of this hell-hole he knew it. But one thing that was bugging Cole was what Desais Crew like so he ask hoping it was not going to make Desais loss trust in him but he had to know. So Cole asked "What is Iken and the rest of your crew like we have some time before they will probably get here because in the past I usually saw whole crews come in here so I can probably get here. But I know they will I can felt in your words that you and hopefully my captain will get us out of here." Cole said knowing who ever Iken was he would be the captain Cole has been waiting his hole life for.



6/15

Mick held his ground and felt the brutes hit. His blades plunged deep but his arms took the impact, he mentally cursed and retracted his arms, wincing at the pain. That is, before he saw te bartender pull and level his pistol. Mick snarled and tried to twist his body but the bullet from te gun hit him in the right shoulder, launching him around onto his stomach. "Bloody hell you lil ***!" His arms were pounding in pain and now he felt the sting of a bullet stuck in his shoulder. His teeth gritted together as some blood began seeping from the entry wound, he couldn't throw his knifes or effectivly use them right now. But at least he slimmed the enemy a little.

Taphie looked at the men as they ran into each other, her move of black slash seeming to do nothing to intimidat them as they quickly went back into attack mode. She held her sword infront of her, doing her best to keep them from getting near her. She looked as the men came near her, her eyes being distracted as she didn't noticed teh woman as she came down on her, the whip coming toward her face. Wish the stamina she could muster taphie jumped back, her body hearling itself out of the way of the attack but she could a tug that sent her stumbling, roll a bit back before she stood up. She could feel no pain from the ship, only a cool breeze in some areas that she had not felt such in before. She moved up, looking at the scraps from her fall on her body before taking note that something was missing.

She looked at her body, taking in the fact that the only thing left on her was the large leather belt that once held the ribbons that covered certain areas, but where not attacked to the woman's whip, along with her top as well.

Most woman would take this moment to go into a state of panic, to be exposed in public in such a way. Taphie blinked and seemed to just...shrug is off before smirking at the woman. She didn't keep her smug face for long as she looked around the area for the thugs, her attitude ready to get serious as she knew that she would end up dead if she didn't focus now.

[Mick]

The barkeep took a step back as he reached into a pocket. A couple of items emerged from the cloth pouch that was obviously requirements to load a gun. Gun powder was held in a small tube along with a bullet. The single shot pistol was a pain in the ass to load and took even skilled marksman around fifteen seconds to prepare. While he poured the powder, the bartender held the bullet in his teeth. The barkeep kept a steady pace while loading, but expert marksman he was not. It would take the barkeep at his current pace around twenty seconds to reload and fire. Even though the man had the chain around his neck, it appeared to be merely for intimidate or possibly in case they had to detain a devil fruit eater.

There was a significant pause on the battlefield as all of the men turned to look at the sight before them. Thoughts of lust and evil things ran through some of their minds causing a pause that would easily allow those with a strong will power to take advantage of. The barkeep held his pistol ready, pointed at his foe, but it was obvious his mind was elsewhere.

[Taphie - Iken]

While the two brutes were unsure of what to do, their female commander wasn't so impressed. The hostesses face contorted in anger as Taphie didn't even think twice about her current situation. She gripped the handle of the whip tightly to the point her palm turned red. Even though Taphie had fallen into such a disgraceful situation she just shrugged it off. Not only was her no fucks given attitude pissing off the hostess, but also the fact that the hostesses companions seemed so infatuated with her. "Oh my, what perky little whore we have here." she said with a clear tone of angry disrespect. "No wonder you joined scum like them. After all, trash belongs with trash." she said with a mean chuckle.

"No matter, I don't mind taking out the garbage every once in a while. This ends now!" the woman said with a pissed off tone. The hostess took off with her impressive speed heading in a direct path for her foe. With a secession of quick flicks of her wrist she began lashing the whip rapidly at Taphie. The quick strokes meant the range of her weapon was reduced to probably half; however it also meant that if Taphie were to get caught in that zone; she would likely be pummeled and slashed quite badly.

Using the mere seconds Taphie's fabulous body bought him, Iken leaped up and attack his foes. Once again the quicker of the two thugs was able to block Iken's incoming attack. However thanks to the damage from the exchange from the previous attack, Iken was able to cleave all of the way through the thick metal hammer. Iken knew what was coming next; from behind the first attacker was the second. With his body so heavily damaged, Iken was barely able to side step the direct thrust. The corner of the hammer caught on Iken's shoulder tearing away both his sleeve as well as a chunk of flesh.

With his free hand Iken grabbed the chunk of the hammer he had cut off and lobbed it at the woman baring down upon Taphie. The heavy chunk of steel soared through the air and if it were to hit her, it would deal substantial damage. Unfortunately, with the foe's combination of high class speed and agility; she had little problem avoiding the attack. She thrust one foot into the ground in front of her and used her momentum to spin around the object. That however was only the beginning. The foe used her superior skill to wrap the makeshift projectile with the length of her whip and use its own momentum as well as the momentum she built from her dodge to hurl it back at Iken. At very least, this gave Tahpie a few seconds of a rare opening in her foe's defenses.

2/15

A smile appeared across Desais's face. This interaction with Cole was exactly what Desais needed at this moment. Even within this hell of a place, Desais finally started to feel calm. In this short amount of time that Desais was with Iken's crew, he changed. When he first met Cat, Desais was cocky and attacked like trouble made him excited. Then once he started to know the crew more, Desais's emotions started to show on his shoulder. Although no one knows about his past, they know all the tough times he has been through. It was more of an understanding if anything. Iken cared for each individual member of his crew. It was like a new home for Desais. He just didn't know how to say what kind of crew they were. He didn't want it to sound all wishy washy. He wanted to say that they were strong and dependable. So Desais waited until Cole was done talking.

"Oh you will enjoy this crew. Iken is a great, powerful man who will do anything to help anyone in his crew. Since I've know him, which was for like a couple of weeks, he has saved my life plenty of times. I just wish I was stronger so that I may do the same for him. He has a hidden danger within him though. Ever since his best friend Cat died by his own hands. That death really hurt him and me as well. I didn't know Cat well enough, but I could feel the pain Iken was going through. Our crew hasn't had the same members though. On the way to this island we lost three members of our crew. They didn't die, they just left us. We don't know where they went but I'm sure we will meet again someday. I know I shouldn't completely trust you, but you seem like a very trustworthy fellow. Especially after dealing with my rage the way you did. I just hope in return my trust isn't taken for granted." Desais finally decided to tell Cole about the crew he was most likely about to join. He wasn't sure if it was something he should have done but it made Desais feel better about saying it. Speaking so highly of his crew, made him wish he was with them even more so. (I sure hope Iken comes soon) Desais thought as he looked off to the distant wall across from his cell.

11/15

When Cole heard about Iken past he knew there was another person who was hurt and hopefully a new friend and captain, but when he heard a few people left he wonder why but he did not care he was just happy he had someone nice to talk to. As Cole continued To listen to Desias he was worried about why they left but he would just ask Iken when they got out of here. When he Desias Say he was trustworthy trustworthy he felt glad that  he was getting Desais to trust him. Cole though about what he would do when he got out of their he hoped that he could help them escape put he felt a little weak from his years here but thanks to Discord he was still in the shape he was when he got to this hellish place. After little while of thinking Cole decided to say something " Desais thank you for trusting me i was worried i was going to lose the only person here ever nice to me sure there were other here but most of them were always rude Ass hole that broke withen a few weeks of getting caught they died trying to do something stupid like taken on an guard but your the first person that has ever talked or cared enough to listen to me I was wondering if I could call you Dessy and friend," Cole said the last part with hope in his voice that Desais would say yes. Cole wanted to make sure that Desais was ok with his idea for a nickname so he explained why "The reason why I want to call you dessy is well one the traits my mom said was past to me by my dad that and my love of anything to do with the word Orange, but if you rather not I am ok with it I will no call you it I just hope also I wanted to tell you. Thank you for letting have a chance to join your crew for talking to me and for just talking to me I wanted to say Thank you from the bottom of my heart." With his sentence finished Cole decided to sit down and lean his back against the wall splitting his and Desais cells.


7/15

Mick noticed taphies all o clothes but then almost simultaneously noticed the barkeeps being distracted. Mick attempted to push himself up, a pain eminating from the gunshot wound. He winced with a gasp but forced himself to get onto his knees. Since his one shoulder was pretty much useless bow he reached his good hand back and grabbed a throwin knife, using what of them he had left to try an keep the barkeep from reloading. "Don't even have the balls ta fight me hand to hand? Yer pathetic!" Mick yelled at him

Taphie let out a laugh as the woman tried to insult her "Do you really thing this is a time to be talking to yourself?" she said and took her stance once more and kept moving back as the woman came closer to her, she could feel the pain as a flick or two slice into her slightly but didn't hook on as she kept jumping back. Taphie was getting tired, her breathing getting heavier but the lack of clothing keeping her cool as she moved through the air.

She noticed the opening Iken had given her, the waitress being distracted and turning around to knock the metal away. As soon as the woman turned to attack taphie charged. She held the sword close and pointed, aiming to push it straight though the woman's stomach, her hands holding the sword steady and straight, her legs running as fast as she could. "dark stab" was all taphie whispered as she pictured the image of desias being knocked out by the men with hammers, she was filled with want to get her friend back, and to help Iken as she knew he was badly hurt as well.

[Mick]

As Mick threw his knives, the bartender tried to block and avoid them as best he could.  Most of the knives hit him, but did little actual damage.  The barkeep was bleeding fairly badly causing him to slow down a bit, but it was nothing that would immediately put a stop to what he was doing.  While the man was pouring the black powder into the gun, Mick's last knife hit it.  Gun powder went everywhere, including into the man's open wounds.  The barkeep reeled back in pain and screamed as the powdery substance burn inside the wounds.  Sloppily jamming the bullet into the chamber the shaky keep fired in Mick's general direction.  

An explosion rocked the area as the firing cap not only lit the powder in the gun but all of it that had poured upon and around the barkeep.  As explosion occurred a blinding glare was cast upon the area.  If it hadn't been for the sound and the feeling of the bullet whizzing past Mick's head, he would have probably never known just how close it came.  The bullet continued onward behind Mick before shattering a window and knocking down an oil filled wick lamp.  A small glow began to fill the room in the building behind Mick.  The barkeep's last strangled screams came from inside a small blackened crater as the fire finished off what life force the explosion didn't take.  


[Taphie]

Even while she was distracted by the necessity to counter Iken's desperate attack, the hostess was quick and very agile.  She leaped back while twisting her midsection in a last second attempt to avoid Taphie's attack.  The blade ended up doing little more than grazing the woman's side causing a small amount of blood to stain her white dress shirt around the wound.  Landing back a few feet from her foe, the hostess seemed more preoccupied by the barkeep's situation.  

Grabbing her side to try and stop the bleeding she gritted her teeth.  The glow that was coming from the building behind Mick seemed to concern her a great deal.  Even with her comrade having faced such a gruesome death, she paid more attention to a small fire and the hammer that had flown through a wall.  Wrapping up her whip she turned away from Taphie and began walking away.  "Morons make sure you finished these idiots off." she ordered.  Stopping for a second the woman spoke, “I’m going to take care of something else." she said before hurrying off.  


[Iken]

"Hell's Sliding Block"

Iken used his sword and agility to force the path of the flying chunk of steel to alter its course enough that he didn't get hit.  As the chunk of the hammer slid along his blade, Iken forced the mass to his right side.  The piece of metal after its second redirection was sent flying towards one of the town's buildings.  A loud thud and the sound of splintering wood could be heard as the object smashed into and through the side of one of the buildings.  

While avoiding the metal projectile, Iken was unable to avoid on of the thugs getting behind him.  The man grabbed Iken, placing him into a tight a sleeper hold.  Iken struggled for a moment, but he was unable to break free.  The second thug flung his hammer onto his shoulder and cockily began to walk towards Iken.  Neither of the thugs paid much attention to the fire inside the building or at least they didn't seem to.  

Turns Till Area Explosion: 8


[Desais - Dusk]

As Desais and Dusk where talking, out of the shadows came a squad of guards.  There were five in all and one of them was carrying a set of chains and shackles.  For as dark as it was, it would have been a little hard to see; but the color of the chains didn't lie.  They had brought seastone.  One of the guards took his club and slammed it down on Desais' hand that had been sticking out of the bars.  

Two other guards took out their clubs as one used a key to open Dusk's cell and while the final one held the chains and shackles.  Slowly the one with the key opened the door allowing the three with their clubs to enter first.  Behind the clubbers the man holding the chains entered.  The final guard stood by the door of the cell ready to lock it in case something was to happen.  "We know you have a devil fruit.  As long as you comply with our demands and allow us to put on the chains we won’t hurt you." said the guard with the chains.  It was an obvious lie, they would likely end up beating him to or near to death for keeping it for them for so long.  "YOU NEED TO COMPLY RIGHT NOW!  Our guard on the floor below this one overheard your conversation, there is no hiding it now!" yelled the guard trying to cause Dusk to back down with his tone.  


3/15

Desais smiled as him and Cole enjoyed their conversation together. (Its nice to know someone that gets what I and the crew have been through) Desais thought with a laugh. Then everything changed when the door opened and guards entered. Desais stopped smiling and laughing as he heard the door open. The guards walked down the hall with a very noticeable loud chain. Desais saw a glint of the color of the chain and figured they had come for him. Desais gritted his teeth and glared at the men as they passed by. Suddenly, one of the guards smashed down on Desais's hand before he had a chance to retract it back into his cell. The resulting hit caused Desais's wrist to break along with other bones within his hand. It not only broke some bones but caused a grizzly gouge from the cell bars into the top of his hand.

"GRAHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!" Desais yelled after the man smashed his hand. Desais retracted back into his cell and gripped his wounded hand. Ripping part of his clothing, yet again, Desais made a quick bandage for his hand to slow down the bleeding. Unfortunately, he could do anything about the busted bones. Then, he heard the guards open Cole's cell. Desais listened to what the man had to say, and at that moment he knew that they were definitely not here for him. They were here for Cole. Desais rushed the bars to his cell and yelled out to the guards. "Don't you dare touch a single damn hair on his head!" As the rage overcame him yet again. His eyes flickered with so much hate for the guards. They showed that, if given a chance, Desais wouldn't hesitate to kill them.

12/15

Knowing that their is no more hiding Cole knew he would have to kill them and escape with Dessy or at least try so he said mental to Discord "Discord sick them and make sure we get out of here with des and find the keys," now Discord started to stand up. And started to say not being intimated at all by the guards saying "Desais we will get out of here we will find your crew and we will not be weak I will make sure ," in a sadistic voice.  Crossing has arms Discord summons from his palms 2 ribbons 1 each hardening a half a meter of each of them to stone them to stone and sharpening them he send them to stab they guy with the chain one side one on the other and he summon another one from his back sending it over him and towards the nearest guard with a club making this one half hard and he sharpen it like the others  Cole making sure when he hit them he would detach the ribbons from his body to summon new ones. While send the Ribbons out Cole said in at twisted voice "HoW do You LiKE Me knoW A-Hole," knowing if they tried to dough he would redirect the the ribbons to where the move to getting ready to take a blow he jump back a little hopeful far enough for them half to move forward into a place where he could could stab them more easily all while Laughing. Discord knowing he would kill them all he them smiled knowing he was in for some major Fun! Laughing at the hopefully hopefully fun and hard fight ahead he hoped that he could make this fast so he could get out and help Cole with his dream and his own.


8/15

Mick felt the wave of heat from the explosion, his hat flipping back an off to show his messy hair. The gun wound hurt like hell, and now a fire was spreading. What exactly had he gotten himself into? He used his left leg to get up with a stagger, looking around. The girl Iken was with seemed to be in some trouble. Undoubtably she had learned something from the swordsman. He then noticed Ikens disposition, a quick decision had to be made on micks part. He began a jog, pickin up speed towards the enemy who was preparing to hit Iken. Mick drew his Gladii and flu heisted it, preparing a slash to his new apponent. Even if he did manage to harm the sledge hammer wielder he would still only have temporarily elongated his attack.

Taphie panted and cursed under her breath as she was only able to give the woman a small gash. She stood as the woman seemed to give up though, and told her thugs to take care of her as she headed to the burning building. She wanted to go after the woman but looked to the other men, Mike attempting to help Iken as the hammer wielding men came after them. She looked at the two thugs before running and attempting to leave them behind, running toward Iken and mike to give them a hand.

[Mick - Iken - Taphie]

"Behind you!" yelled the man holding Iken in place.  As soon as the sound of his partners warning reached his ears, the hammer wielding thug spun in place.  His body twisted and his feet spun being pulled along by his contorted torso.  He used the momentum of the spin to increase the power of his swing.  His hammer was barreling towards an incoming Mick at a devastating pace in both power and speed.  Such an attack, stronger than what Iken had endured; if it hit would likely kill Mick.  At the very least it would greatly wound him, flattening him like a pancake.  

Meanwhile as Taphie was making her way towards Iken and Mick, the two men attacking her had different plans.  One of the men charged toward her, matching her speed.  Tacking a few half assed swings at Taphie the man was merely trying to distract her.  The second man came up from her side trying to tackle her to the ground with as much force as he could generate.  While the attack would probably hurt a good bit, it wouldn't necessarily take her out.

Iken was just there; he couldn't do anything but watch.  It was just like the time all over again.  Every time his crewmates were in the slightest bit of danger those nightmares would run through his head over and over again.  The more danger the stronger the visions of his past were to the point it seemed almost more real than reality did.  There were two options that would stop the nightmares from flashing into his mind.  Iken could close off his heart like he had before he met Cat, it certainly seemed the easiest and quickest solution.  However Iken knew that if it had failed before, it would likely fail again.  The second option would be hard, if not outright impossible.  He had to make it so that the people he cared about never faced danger again.  

"Fire and Lightning"

Iken mumbled to himself as everything was happening around him.  All of the sudden Iken's muscles gained bulk, tone, and mass; his skin reddened while his skin was hot to the touch.  Iken forced his way out of the hold and sent his foe flying with a quick elbow to the stomach.  His body moved at speeds none on the battle field had witnessed before.  In an instant he was in between Mick and the thug.  Iken caught the hammer in his bare hand; he stopped it and all of momentum behind it dead where in the air.  After a moment Iken's muscles shrunk back down to normal as he wobbled slightly off balance.  Trying to take advantage of Iken's condition the man swung his hammer, but it was still intercepted by Iken's skillful swordsmanship.  The clash caused a few sparks to fly as the metals tried to best the other as its user put their power and skill into their respective weapon.  

Turns Till Area Explosion: 7

3500/6000 Calories



[Desais - Mick]

Then guard with the chains panicked as the two ribbons came at him.  He was uncertain which to try and avoid resulting in both of the hardened ribbons penetrating his body.  Before the man had even hit the floor the three guards took their clubs and charged Cole.  The third ribbon that shot from Cole's back was swatted away by the guard it had been aimed at.  Cole's ribbon grazed the man causing a cut on his left side.  The other two guards took up their clubs and made aim at Cole attempting to strike him repeatedly.  

While the guards in the cell fought, the man that had been by the door was on the move.  After he closed the door locking in all of them, including the other guards; stumbled back towards Desais' cell looking at the cell in which he had just trapped his fellow guards.  The guard turned, he looked as if he was about to run.  If the guard ran away, he'd probably sound the alarm and if that happened it would be nearly impossible for Desais and Cole to escape.  


4/15

Desais didn't exactly see what was going on in Cole's cell. All he knew is that some men went in there. He heard someone grunt as he got pierced through. Then Desais noticed one of the men lock the gate behind his fellow guardsmen and Cole. They were trapped in the cell and Cole was about to get into a big fight. The man Desais saw suddenly tripped and fear had definitely taken over the guards body. Luckily for Desais and Cole the man had fallen in front of Desais cell. (This is my only chance of getting us both out of here. If I let this moment pass me by I may never get to see my crew again) Desais thought as he shoved his right arm from the prison bars and wrapped it around the man. Desais held on tightly around the guards neck as if to choke him out. But because of the sea stone cuffs, Desais's strength wasn't up to full power and they also caused him to not be able to bring his arm out as far as he would have been able to. This didn't stop Desais to find that hidden strength within him. The need to survive had taken full control.

Unknown to Desais and Cole the dangers that had awaited them if they couldn't get out of the cells and away from the area. If this moment were to pass them by they would surely be dead. In the event that the guard tried to get away, Desais would attempt to shove both arms through the cell bars. Even if it meant his flesh would get cut up or even off quite a bit. (I'm sick of this cell and I haven't even been here this long. I need to get out of here at all costs. I'm sure it's the same thing for Cole.) Desais thought as he gritted his teeth pulling the man back and slamming him repeatedly into the cell bars.

13/15

Mick heard the enemy warm his friend, and saw the man spin. He prepared to try and take the blow but all of the sudden he was ok. No pain...no bones crunching and no blood. He opened his eyes slowly to find Iken holding the sledge. He was frozen for a moment before hearing the metal clash together, Ikens sword with the mans sledge hammer, before he knew it Mick had maneuvered around Iken and aimed a stab on the sledge hammerers right side. The pain from the gun shot subsided as he concentrated on his blade evading detection long enough to get a fatal hit. Ikens swordsmanship would hopefully be able to keep the man busy. 'How in the Hells did he manage to do that?' Was the only thought in micks head. Behind them he could eat footsteps, the girl or another adversary, it didn't matter, the two men with sledge hammers had to go down.

Discord seeing the man with the chains going down and the middle club guard get skimmed. He quickly detached all of his ribbons from his body and know seeing 2 Clubs coming at him, he knew it was time to unveil his first Move. Discord summons six Ribbons out of his shoulders, three out of each They start to wrap around each other . He start to say as this what was happening "ThIs HeLL HoLe Has A New DemON AnD It iS ME Go, The DeViL CLaW's RiP tHeM  ApaRt," said in a distorted and sadistic Voice. the  ribbons finished, forming it to 2 Demonic Claws each with 1/3 of a meter long from the wrist to the tip of the claws and the arm are made out of 3 ribbons that made the hand warped around each other to make a them look like rope at a length of reach that was around 1 meter each. The Devil's Claw's Hands form the shape of all of the fingers next to each other and after they did that he quickly harden the Claws to Iron and sharpen The fingers to sword like sharpness sending Them to the Guards on the left and right. As he did that he got ready he 2nd attack for the man in the middle he ready another of his moves this time Cole took over the mouth to say this making sure Desais Could hear not caring if other guards heard "This is the move I made that is my hope to see the sun and join Desais Crew Go The Sun's Rays my hope to See the Sun," as he said that he started to make thin Ribbon like Spikes on his Fist knuckles two on each and Making them like the Claw Strong as Iron and as Sharp as Swords. After he Did that he got read to rush the guard in the center if the claws attack hit the other two if not he would be ready to counter attack with his The Sun Ray's with punches that would stab them. Knowing that he would win this fight he said one thing to Desais to lighten the mood "After we get out of here i will personal cook you a meal to thank you and help you with some of your Devil Fruit training if you like that," Cole said giving back Control to Discord as he knew he would fight better than him.



9/15

Taphie looked as the men came at her, she had to stop her advance to help Iken as one of the started swinging at her. She was able to dodge them easily enough but wasn't able to keep the other man from tackling her to the ground. She could feel the wind rush from her lungs as she landed on the ground, her bare skin being scarped and bruised, a few cuts making area bleed but not enough to do any real harm as she tired to catch her breath and get back up, attempting to crawl out from under the other man and get to Iken and Mick.