The two islands that are collectively called Eclipsio are Luna Island and Solare Island, with a small unnamed island sitting in the sea between them. Luna Island is controlled by Artemis while her twin brother Apollo rules Solare Island, the people of all three islands serving as pawns in their games and battles. Every month Artemis and Apollo battle or play a game to control the unnamed patch of land and gain something else of value, to them its just for fun, to everyone else its hell.
A couple of days following the fall of Hades in Serapis, three pirates sailed away from a place perpetually in the night. Normally, his ship, the Dark Fortress would cut the Chthonic Line. A line near the Red Line itself and between the New World and North Blue. But for some reason, their black ship of enormous size is now mounted on the top of a massive chunk of an island heading west via air. Long oars can be seen moving on both of the ship's sides. Probably to stir the wind rather than the waters.
The ship is levitated by his newfound Fuwa Fuwa no Mi powers. Because of this, apart from serving as the crew's captain, he also acts as their navigator and as such. With his power, manoeuvrability is not an issue. On the deck, the Dark Fortress carries a sophisticated system of navigation that he himself built as a world-renowned Scientist and Navigator. This has barometers on board as well as a large Log Pose located in the throne room.
Cut to the throne room, formerly called the captain's cabin, Landayan is seen sitting on it, wielding his hammer-bident in his right hand. He sat like a true king. His newfound pet, Cerberus, lying on the ground, sleeping. His hair fluttered as the wind blew past him. His eyes set on a group of three islands in the west of his log pose. "We're here.", he told his Vice-Captain and 2nd Commander, T-Bag and Reynolds respectively.
From a bird's eye view of the ship, we will see the banner of the crew, flirting in the wind as they cut through it. Dashing, glaring. The mere sight of it would embed a certain fear. Who would not be? For the Chief of the Silver Vampirates Crew is none other than, His Grace, Landayan Morrow, Prince of All Pirates, King of the Underworld.
STATISTICS
LEVEL 100
Stat Points: 100 x 5 = 500 points Racial Boost: +40 in Strength, +20 Speed, +40 Vitality, +20 in Haki, -Stat in Mind ignored Devil Fruit Boost:
A couple of days following the fall of Hades in Serapis, three pirates sailed away from a place perpetually in the night. Normally, his ship, the Dark Fortress would cut the Chthonic Line. A line near the Red Line itself and between the New World and North Blue. But for some reason, their black ship of enormous size is now mounted on the top of a massive chunk of an island heading west via air. Long oars can be seen moving on both of the ship's sides. Probably to stir the wind rather than the waters.
The ship is levitated by his newfound Fuwa Fuwa no Mi powers. Because of this, apart from serving as the crew's captain, he also acts as their navigator and as such. With his power, manoeuvrability is not an issue. On the deck, the Dark Fortress carries a sophisticated system of navigation that he himself built as a world-renowned Scientist and Navigator. This has barometers on board as well as a large Log Pose located in the throne room.
Cut to the throne room, formerly called the captain's cabin, Landayan is seen sitting on it, wielding his hammer-bident in his right hand. He sat like a true king. His newfound pet, Cerberus, lying on the ground, sleeping. His hair fluttered as the wind blew past him. His eyes set on a group of three islands in the west of his log pose. "We're here.", he told his Vice-Captain and 2nd Commander, T-Bag and Reynolds respectively.
From a bird's eye view of the ship, we will see the banner of the crew, flirting in the wind as they cut through it. Dashing, glaring. The mere sight of it would embed a certain fear. Who would not be? For the Chief of the Silver Vampirates Crew is none other than, His Grace, Landayan Morrow, Prince of All Pirates, King of the Underworld.
STATISTICS
LEVEL 100
Stat Points: 100 x 5 = 500 points Racial Boost: +40 in Strength, +20 Speed, +40 Vitality, +20 in Haki, -Stat in Mind ignored Devil Fruit Boost:
It was a peaceful morning on the Unnamed Island; the first one in a while. In fact, the Stella Café was actually having it's grand opening. The owner had just finished up serving the last customer of the morning rush. Pouring himself a cup of coffee, the bespectacled man took a seat outside the café at the table in front of his shop. The steam wafted about, releasing an intoxicating aroma. Blowing softly on his drink, the man leaned back and took a sip. He let out a relaxed sigh as he looked up into the sky. At that moment it seemed that the day was not going to be as peaceful as he had hoped. Bursting through the clouds was what looked like a massive ship that had chunks of earth stuck to it. A frightening site to be sure, but the banner on the ship made this day horrifying.
"P-p-p-p-pirates!!! FLYING PIRATES!!!" The shop owner would stutter as he burst into the shop, his shirt covered with the coffee he spilled to rush inside.
"It looks like the Vampirates!" He would say with a shudder.
This had more of an effect on the people than anticipated. People would begin flooding out of the building and scrambling away. To the crew of the pirate ship above, they would almost look like ants. Scrambling through the village. The people would be heading towards the one person they believed could help them. This small island was unlikely to offer up much resistance to the infamous King of the Underworld. A man with an over 1 Billion bounty was a man to be feared.
Morrow, T-Bag, and Reynolds aboard their floating ship, The Dark Fortress set their eyes on a small island in between Solare and Luna. As the chunk of land he manipulates going to the Unnamed Island gradually settles to the ground in an open space, he recalls what Demeter, one of the Olympians said to him.
“It first started with Hephaestus in Lemnos where he started forging powerful automatons through the sacrifice of human souls and blood, then Hades’ pawn, La Spada came and stop him. A few days later, Athena mentioned that Pandora’s Box is open. And that we, the Olympians are now afflicted by the evils of the box.”
Having discussed matters with her, he gained knowledge about the Pandora's Box being open elsewhere and how it now afflicts the lives of her kind. And having been recently dethroned Hades as the King of the Underworld, Gambit became the judge, the executioner, and the salvation. What fate and destiny trail them would all depend on their history and deeds.
The edged bottom of the floating ship finally touched the ground and they see how people seem to run around like headless chickens. They colluded into a single location. Gambit was not fazed by what he saw for it's natural for people to lose their nerves when they see an infamous personality docking the island. But the Pirate Prince was never known for such violence. If he does, he would not have named his Fleet the Fleet of Salvacion. He has been a man of peace, honour, wisdom, and above all culture. And with the knowledge Demeter gave him, he knows that these people rallying aback must not be harmed. For hell, they have suffered for quite too long. For hell, he is. And hell, must he unloose to those tyrants playing games with these mortals.
Slowly and gallantly, Morrow started to make himself afloat and dramatically set his feet on the soil of this little island. Trailing him are his two officers. "Is this the level of hospitality the citizens of this land have?", he said in a guttural and baritone voice.
"I can sense a deep level of fear across the land that dates back many years. But fear no more. We are only here to quench our thirst.", he continued.
Reynolds and T-Bag spotted a nearby cafe. "Speaking of the devil.", T-Bag remarked.
"I saw it first, mate.", Reynolds rebutted.
The trio walked, pushing each other with their shoulders. And when they reached the door, they are all stuck in the entrance as none of them tried to give way to either of them. Gambit is in the middle, and T-Bag is on the right side. They would do this in front of the people in panic and would most likely even the tides of their bags of worry. "Let me go in, T-Bag.", Gambit said, his voice struggling.
"I spotted it first Pretty Boy.", he answered Gambit.
And Gambit would react, "So what?! I was thirsty first."
"Thirsty my ass!", Reynolds chimed in.
At last, after several attempts to overcome the other, the trio squirted altogether inside, faces first on the floor.
[SLAMS~]
Reynolds: "Ouch! That hurts!"
T-Bag: "I broke my nose!"
Gambit: "Aah!"
It would take a while before the three would pick themselves up. And when they finally did, they immediately headed to the bar. "Waiter!", T-Bag yelled.
"Just like the old days. All three of us waiting for the bartender."
Morrow, T-Bag, and Reynolds aboard their floating ship, The Dark Fortress set their eyes on a small island in between Solare and Luna. As the chunk of land he manipulates going to the Unnamed Island gradually settles to the ground in an open space, he recalls what Demeter, one of the Olympians said to him.
Having discussed matters with her, he gained knowledge about the Pandora's Box being open elsewhere and how it now afflicts the lives of her kind. And having been recently dethroned Hades as the King of the Underworld, Gambit became the judge, the executioner, and the salvation. What fate and destiny trail them would all depend on their history and deeds.
The edged bottom of the floating ship finally touched the ground and they see how people seem to run around like headless chickens. They colluded into a single location. Gambit was not fazed by what he saw for it's natural for people to lose their nerves when they see an infamous personality docking the island. But the Pirate Prince was never known for such violence. If he does, he would not have named his Fleet the Fleet of Salvacion. He has been a man of peace, honour, wisdom, and above all culture. And with the knowledge Demeter gave him, he knows that these people rallying aback must not be harmed. For hell, they have suffered for quite too long. For hell, he is. And hell, must he unloose to those tyrants playing games with these mortals.
Slowly and gallantly, Morrow started to make himself afloat and dramatically set his feet on the soil of this little island. Trailing him are his two officers. "Is this the level of hospitality the citizens of this land have?", he said in a guttural and baritone voice.
"I can sense a deep level of fear across the land that dates back many years. But fear no more. We are only here to quench our thirst.", he continued.
Reynolds and T-Bag spotted a nearby cafe. "Speaking of the devil.", T-Bag remarked.
"I saw it first, mate.", Reynolds rebutted.
The trio walked, pushing each other with their shoulders. And when they reached the door, they are all stuck in the entrance as none of them tried to give way to either of them. Gambit is in the middle, and T-Bag is on the right side. They would do this in front of the people in panic and would most likely even the tides of their bags of worry. "Let me go in, T-Bag.", Gambit said, his voice struggling.
"I spotted it first Pretty Boy.", he answered Gambit.
And Gambit would react, "So what?! I was thirsty first."
"Thirsty my ass!", Reynolds chimed in.
At last, after several attempts to overcome the other, the trio squirted altogether inside, faces first on the floor.
[SLAMS~]
Reynolds: "Ouch! That hurts!"
T-Bag: "I broke my nose!"
Gambit: "Aah!"
It would take a while before the three would pick themselves up. And when they finally did, they immediately headed to the bar. "Waiter!", T-Bag yelled.
"Just like the old days. All three of us waiting for the bartender."
"Waiter!", T-Bag yelled. As the response that followed had been uttered, there was a CLACK CLACK CLACK from a back room behind the bar. Turning around the corner might have been the last sight these pirates would have expected. Standing before the three pirates was a redheaded young woman in a purple jumpsuit. She leaned against the bar and lit what looked like a cigarette, taking a long drag before blowing the smoke a kiss at Gambit.
"Well hello there, welcome to the Eros Café." She said with a coy smile, "My name is Daphne, what can I get for you all today?"
She slid each man a menu. They would see that there was much to offer. Every warm drink the eye could imagine. The bar that they sat at opened up, revealing a glass counter top with various pastries and breakfast sandwiches inside. Leaning with her chest pressed against the counter top she took another drag from her cigarette, seeming to be less panicked than the rest of the people who were in town. She calmly poured each of them a glass of water with ice in it, taking drags from her cigarette from time to time.
"Did Apollo send you? Or did Artemis? Because my answer is still no. I am not interested in any kind of long term, long distance thing. Everyone here is good people and I don't want to leave." She would say, biting her lip a bit. She was putting on a brave face, but she knew better than that.
The Vampirates trio crashed the cafe. And as they sat at the bar, T-Bag hailed for a waiter. He was expecting a man in a suit and shit but much to his surprise, a dashing maiden squirted from the dark. "Gyaah!", he remarked as soon as he saw the woman in a jumpsuit. "No fucking way."
Gambit was not paying attention as his mind was still occupied by the recent events that occurred during their visit to Serapis. All of those, however, might change a bit for the better. "Pretty...", T-Bag called Gambit, whispering. The prince would slowly turn. And as he did so, everything moved in slowmo. He saw a woman approaching them, red-haired, curly and loud. Blue eyes, shimmering and splendid. Perfect lips, kissable, and inviting. And above all, a woman with a big heart. She calls herself Daphne. And at that moment, the prince was struck. He tried so hard to hold that smile but his eyes couldn't lie, for crimson hearts just sprang forth his eyes, punching across the air.
Morrow kept looking into her heart, analysing the kindness of the woman. She got character. Pulling and dragging one of her cigars, Gambit pulled one from his own pocket and lit it with his own fire. His daydreaming would soon come to an end when the lady asked who sent them.
"Apollo? Artemis?", Reynolds responded before Gambit could.
"But you looked flustered, sweetie.", T-Bag seconded, drinking the glass of water. Bottoms up before slamming it gently against the wood.
"Tell me.", Gambit butted in, looking away at her. "Tell me more as I looked into your heart."
"Do you know us, my dear Daphne?", Gambit asked, finally looking at her with delicate and ambitious eyes.
"Ey, before you answer that, tell the other staff to get us the house specials.", T-Bag demanded.
The Vampirates trio crashed the cafe. And as they sat at the bar, T-Bag hailed for a waiter. He was expecting a man in a suit and shit but much to his surprise, a dashing maiden squirted from the dark. "Gyaah!", he remarked as soon as he saw the woman in a jumpsuit. "No fucking way."
Gambit was not paying attention as his mind was still occupied by the recent events that occurred during their visit to Serapis. All of those, however, might change a bit for the better. "Pretty...", T-Bag called Gambit, whispering. The prince would slowly turn. And as he did so, everything moved in slowmo. He saw a woman approaching them, red-haired, curly and loud. Blue eyes, shimmering and splendid. Perfect lips, kissable, and inviting. And above all, a woman with a big heart. She calls herself Daphne. And at that moment, the prince was struck. He tried so hard to hold that smile but his eyes couldn't lie, for crimson hearts just sprang forth his eyes, punching across the air.
Morrow kept looking into her heart, analysing the kindness of the woman. She got character. Pulling and dragging one of her cigars, Gambit pulled one from his own pocket and lit it with his own fire. His daydreaming would soon come to an end when the lady asked who sent them.
"Apollo? Artemis?", Reynolds responded before Gambit could.
"But you looked flustered, sweetie.", T-Bag seconded, drinking the glass of water. Bottoms up before slamming it gently against the wood.
"Tell me.", Gambit butted in, looking away at her. "Tell me more as I looked into your heart."
"Do you know us, my dear Daphne?", Gambit asked, finally looking at her with delicate and ambitious eyes.
"Ey, before you answer that, tell the other staff to get us the house specials.", T-Bag demanded.
The purple clad redhead pursed her lips, seeming to be thinking about the questions that came her way. While she pondered she refilled T-Bag's glass of water again. Reynolds, T-Bag, and Marrow had asked questions faster than her pretty little heart could process. It would look as though she was about to cause the glass to completely overflow, but she stopped just as a bulbus film held above the edges of the glass.
"Oh, Sorry. I think the rest of the staff are gone. They were yelling something about another attack and ran out of the kitchen. We specialize in different coffee. My favorite is the White Chocolate Cappuccino with some in house made baklava." Daphne said as she tucked her hair behind her ear and smiling at T-Bag while blowing another heart of smoke his way.
"I have no idea who you are. Unnamed Island is pretty small, are you visiting? I don't know if I would have chose here for a vacation." She asked innocently.
Looking into her heart, Gambit would see that her kindness was full. Each and every one of them could see the outline of her welcoming nature. Her left index finger would touch her chin as she began to think. While she pondered she would seem to bounce in place. Her leather outfit would squeak squeak squeak as she thought, to some this might even sound like the music of heaven. Perhaps Gambit and his crewmates were among those who would take pleasure in the sound.
"Ah! *squeak* *squeak* Apollo runs Solare Island to the west *squeak* and *squeak* Artemis is lady over Luna *squeak* Island *squeak* to the east. They both *squeak* think they have some *squeak* kinda relationship *squeak* with me. *squeak* But I can't do one of those long distance relationship kind of things! *squeak* *squeak* *squeak*" Daphne would say as she bounced in place, smoke from her cigarette forming waves that wafted about the rafters.
As this happened, muffled voices could be heard outside. A crowd could be seen outside, though they would not look like any of the villagers that the Pirates had witnessed before. One group seemed to wear bright yellow armor while the other had cold steel. A tall armored man with gold trim walked out from the crowd of bright yellow armored men, meeting an armored knight in blue. The groups seemed to form a semi half circle around the entrance of the Café. The two knights from opposing colors faced the door and spoke at the same time.
"Madame Daphne of Unnamed Island! Lady Artemis sends her regards and wishes for us to transport you to her palace on Luna Island! AGH-" "Miss Daphne of Unnamed Island! Lord Apollo sends his love and wishes for you to come to Solare Island with us!! GRRR-"
The two knights would turn to face each other. The blue knight swinging their large, heavy mace at the yellow knight, who was swinging his equally large claymore at the blue knight. The weapons would clash with great force. T-Bone's glass of water shaking a little bit. The crowd around them seemed to also bare their weapons and begin to clash with one another. The display would be quite loud and easy to hear, but Daphne didn't seem to notice. Blowing her smoke towards Gambit, she would lean over the counter and take his hand. Her soft and delicate skin touching his. She was locked in.
Still looking into Daphne's precious heart, the cultured king of the underworld advanced to the next stage as a certain subject rolled from her tongue. The prince would listen as the waitress refilled their glass of water. Gambit could see how the woman tried to harass his innocent cultural eyes. The wind rises and so as the rustling of the leaves from afar. Gambit could hear every romantic edge when a woman started speaking before him. The birds fly and he listens just how they chitter; Dozens of them hover under the thick dark mist; Engulfing the sky and keeping the stars to glitter. Landayan wonders how they feel as they shoot into heaven; reaching out to the clouds without hesitation. And when they fall, do their hearts begin to pound more? Or do they detest and dive into the earth in mourn?
And like those hearts, a heart-shaped smoke would journey from Daphne to them. It was a cloud of smoke from a cigar, yet the scent of it blossoms like a perfume made of chamomile. Like that, the rivers from the mountain flow down to the seas. A stream of water that falls into their lost mate. When they meet as one, do you sense the splash and the subtle breeze? Or a coincidence of forces separated by fate?
This meeting is no coincidence. This is serendipity. He opened his mouth, ignoring everything hereon. He only focuses on the squeaking sound of the leather suit. "Our hearts are entangled with our souls and will intertwine to eternity like the stars to space; An ever-ending manifestation of spiralling chances trying to sparkle and complete the other; It's not even a matter of destiny but a sheer connection of two separate cosmic bodies in two different places; They may not share a lifetime but in time, there's a certain pull of gravity that will defy even the galaxy just to meet elsewhere..."
Reynolds and T-Bag only shook their heads while Gambit recited those poems to Daphne. Totally out of place and contradictory to how the woman responded to his queries. His daydreaming albeit would soon come to an end when a couple of knights crashed the cafe of Eros, addressing the woman in front of him with the highest of all scoundrels. "No shit.", T-Bag remarked, having known Morrow for years.
But. If not due to Daphne's ever-warming touch, Gambit was about to stand up and put an end to all these knights. But the fragrance of her breath meant everything today as she asked him what he wanted to get. "Daphne. If you don't mind, I need a glass of Java mint coffee."
As soon as he said that, he rose to his full height, towering at 8 feet 3 inches. His crewmates would not intervene. He stared down at the two knights bothering Daphne. "These masters you serve. Olympians?"
Gambit raised his right hand, gesturing his palm facing the ship outside. It was as if he was trying to summon an object. Moments later, the Bident he forged back in Serapis would come crashing, ploughing the ground as it journeyed into the cafe. And after a few blinks, it passed through the door, skinning the blue knight's temple before it finally reached his right palm.
If these knights are Olympians, too, they would recognise the bident. They would be aware that Hades already fell down and that a new Lord of Hell has been born. "Tell them. Landayan Morrow is here."
Still looking into Daphne's precious heart, the cultured king of the underworld advanced to the next stage as a certain subject rolled from her tongue. The prince would listen as the waitress refilled their glass of water. Gambit could see how the woman tried to harass his innocent cultural eyes. The wind rises and so as the rustling of the leaves from afar. Gambit could hear every romantic edge when a woman started speaking before him. The birds fly and he listens just how they chitter; Dozens of them hover under the thick dark mist; Engulfing the sky and keeping the stars to glitter. Landayan wonders how they feel as they shoot into heaven; reaching out to the clouds without hesitation. And when they fall, do their hearts begin to pound more? Or do they detest and dive into the earth in mourn?
And like those hearts, a heart-shaped smoke would journey from Daphne to them. It was a cloud of smoke from a cigar, yet the scent of it blossoms like a perfume made of chamomile. Like that, the rivers from the mountain flow down to the seas. A stream of water that falls into their lost mate. When they meet as one, do you sense the splash and the subtle breeze? Or a coincidence of forces separated by fate?
This meeting is no coincidence. This is serendipity. He opened his mouth, ignoring everything hereon. He only focuses on the squeaking sound of the leather suit. "Our hearts are entangled with our souls and will intertwine to eternity like the stars to space; An ever-ending manifestation of spiralling chances trying to sparkle and complete the other; It's not even a matter of destiny but a sheer connection of two separate cosmic bodies in two different places; They may not share a lifetime but in time, there's a certain pull of gravity that will defy even the galaxy just to meet elsewhere..."
Reynolds and T-Bag only shook their heads while Gambit recited those poems to Daphne. Totally out of place and contradictory to how the woman responded to his queries. His daydreaming albeit would soon come to an end when a couple of knights crashed the cafe of Eros, addressing the woman in front of him with the highest of all scoundrels. "No shit.", T-Bag remarked, having known Morrow for years.
But. If not due to Daphne's ever-warming touch, Gambit was about to stand up and put an end to all these knights. But the fragrance of her breath meant everything today as she asked him what he wanted to get. "Daphne. If you don't mind, I need a glass of Java mint coffee."
As soon as he said that, he rose to his full height, towering at 8 feet 3 inches. His crewmates would not intervene. He stared down at the two knights bothering Daphne. "These masters you serve. Olympians?"
Gambit raised his right hand, gesturing his palm facing the ship outside. It was as if he was trying to summon an object. Moments later, the Bident he forged back in Serapis would come crashing, ploughing the ground as it journeyed into the cafe. And after a few blinks, it passed through the door, skinning the blue knight's temple before it finally reached his right palm.
If these knights are Olympians, too, they would recognise the bident. They would be aware that Hades already fell down and that a new Lord of Hell has been born. "Tell them. Landayan Morrow is here."
The Vampirates Captain vs. The Armies of Apollo and Artemis @Landayan
Gambit would find that his sight seeing of every hill and valley was absolutely breath taking. Music filled his ears while love filled his heart. It was clear that inspiration had moved the pirate captain into artistically weaving a melody of words. Daphne would smile as he spoke, but it would probably be clear to Reynolds and T-Bag that a lot of the words and phrases Gambit was using went over her head. The entire group seemed to notice the group of men gathering outside. The entrancing presence of Daphne seemed to calm Gambit, the pirate requesting a java mint coffee. With a wink, Daphne seemed to get to work on his drink.
He turned to look outside, confronting the army of blue and yellow soldiers. The two knights in the center of the half circle that formed outside the café still clashed. Their weapons entangled as their comrades seemed to cheer them on. Upon closer inspection, Gambit could see that there were at least fifty soldiers on each side, rounding the entire group up to one hundred. They seemed quite entranced in their disagreement, but it was about to be brought to an abrupt end.
A glint would appear in the distance as Gambit outstretched his arm. With a whoosh, the bidant would soar through the air into his hands. Silence would follow as the two knights' attention was now resting on Landayan. He towered above them. Their eyes rested upon the weapon in his hand. If they were afraid, it was not easy to tell at a glance. Yet their aura seemed to shrink in his presence. The knight in gold trimmed armor was the first to speak.
His voice seemed to tremble. It was clear that he understood the context of their present situation. He jumped away from his original opponent and reached into the folds of his cloak, pulling out a den den mushi. He yelled into it, scowling from behind his helmet.
A shadowy figure sits in the center of a glass room with an immensely bright light in the background. They hold a den den mushi to their face and a sly smile creeps across their face. Their torso shook as a chuckle transformed into a giggle, before ultimately turning into full bodied laughter. It echoed through out the chamber, sure to resonate through the den den mushi...
"Kudoskudoskudoskudoskudos! Ah, I see... Landayan Morrow is here. Tell him to stop hitting on my girl"
"A man with Landayan Morrow is here and he is wielding the bident Tartaros!! Isn't that Lord Hades' weapon!?- Whaaa!? How did you know his name already!?"
"Don't worry about all that. Daphne and I are meant to be. I made a demand about getting to her before Artemis tries to get her mitts on her. What!? They are already there!? Well hurry up and get in there. Grab Daphne before her army can. I don't care who dies. Just make sure she gets back here! Katcha!"
Standing up, the figure would walk towards the door on the other side of the room, walking out into a large spa. Men were lounging in a hot spring pool, talking and relaxing, but the moment that they saw the figure they stood up in the water and were at attention. They stood there in their swim trunks, but that didn't change their stance. Before them was the ruler of all Solare.
The words rung out for all to hear, Gambit included. The knight in the gold trimmed armor would fumble with the den den mushi after Apollo had hung up with him. After a moment he would regain his composure and point his claymore at Gambit. He was left open for his blue armored opponent, but the entire event had given everyone pause. His voice range from behind his helmet;
"You heard our King! Solare Soldiers! Charge Eros Café and take Miss Daphne into custody! We are to make a full retreat with her back to Solare!"
He charged, his 50 men following after him. With a gasp, the blue knight would point his mace at Gambit as well. His words were sharp and panicking.
"They are attempting to take Madame Daphne! We gotta beat them to her and take her back to Luna!"
Before Gambit would know it, a group of 100 men were charging at him in order to rush the woman inside and take her away. Daphne seemed to not be paying attention. She was still working on Gambit's drink. One of the pieces for her espresso machine was stuck and she was unable to get the piece into it's slot. Frustrated she made a pouty face and started to bounce up and down with a Squeak Squeak Squeak. She was clearly not concerned with the horde of men running her way.
The Olympian Knights of Royal Blue and Madness Gold formed half an arc outside Eros' Cafe. Two of its platoon leaders held themselves at the front. Landayan faces them off after hearing their pledges towards Daphne. Disrupted in his own world of fantasy and romance, the prince erupted from his chair and invoked the cursed bident he pirated and re-forged from hell courtesy of Hades himself. The Tartaros infused within his ember-forged hammer, the Hell Fire soared into his person. He stared at the knights, now looking up at him. The 2 Billion bounty man, dreaded and fearless, is now feared by the stubborn knights of the foreign lands. One of the knights retreated. And aback, a means of communication was drawn, calling upon someone from beyond.
Gambit let the man in his conversation albeit, his enhanced senses as a vampire 24/7 could hear what the hell was being talked about. He held his position and composure. And after some while, the golden knight somewhat found solace after talking to his majesty. And from that solace, courage emerged. That very courage would spring forth the same root synergies from both factions. And just like that, a claymore and a mace were held against him, their sheer embodiments of patriotism rolled into one. Alas, 10 folds of knights rooted out their circle and finally charged at him all at once. "Muahahaha!", he laughed.
T-Bag and Reynolds were about to assault the others but for some reason and for the first time, Gambit stopped them. "No. I will do this myself."
Gambit may be a pirate but he would not kill without any reason. Even back in the days in North Blue as a famed assassin 15 years ago, he wouldn't kill unless ordered and paid much to do so. But what happened after Serapis was truly a change of the wind. When he held the bident, a voice inside his head told him. "Annihilate them. Use them to unveil the true power you saw Hades use against you.", an ominous and ghastly voice iterated. "Bueno."
As the soldiers strode the floor, the prince of all pirates raised his right arm a few inches higher before outstretching it. And with a well-time swing, the hammer bident would aim to strike the incoming wave of knights. And if he's unable to finish them with a single swing, he would continue to swing his weapon violently to the sides, left and right to be more precise. It would then be followed by a well-placed spinning attack to unleash a consecutive barrage of slashes to clean the others.
My weapon is A-rank. So normal attack is already DPR: A.
Str: 101-119: 4. City Block Level + DPR A (3) = Mountain Level
Assuming the two leaders of the knights remained to stand, Gambit would walk towards the two, slowly and arrogantly. He would speak. "Why don't you both try to impale me using those weapons of yours?"
"But if you love your senseless lives, go home, make love with your loved ones. Then yell to the ears of your masters ─ Daphne is nobody's possession!"
"She's about to wed the Lord of the Underworld and the Prince of All Pirates!"
The Olympian Knights of Royal Blue and Madness Gold formed half an arc outside Eros' Cafe. Two of its platoon leaders held themselves at the front. Landayan faces them off after hearing their pledges towards Daphne. Disrupted in his own world of fantasy and romance, the prince erupted from his chair and invoked the cursed bident he pirated and re-forged from hell courtesy of Hades himself. The Tartaros infused within his ember-forged hammer, the Hell Fire soared into his person. He stared at the knights, now looking up at him. The 2 Billion bounty man, dreaded and fearless, is now feared by the stubborn knights of the foreign lands. One of the knights retreated. And aback, a means of communication was drawn, calling upon someone from beyond.
Gambit let the man in his conversation albeit, his enhanced senses as a vampire 24/7 could hear what the hell was being talked about. He held his position and composure. And after some while, the golden knight somewhat found solace after talking to his majesty. And from that solace, courage emerged. That very courage would spring forth the same root synergies from both factions. And just like that, a claymore and a mace were held against him, their sheer embodiments of patriotism rolled into one. Alas, 10 folds of knights rooted out their circle and finally charged at him all at once. "Muahahaha!", he laughed.
T-Bag and Reynolds were about to assault the others but for some reason and for the first time, Gambit stopped them. "No. I will do this myself."
Gambit may be a pirate but he would not kill without any reason. Even back in the days in North Blue as a famed assassin 15 years ago, he wouldn't kill unless ordered and paid much to do so. But what happened after Serapis was truly a change of the wind. When he held the bident, a voice inside his head told him. "Annihilate them. Use them to unveil the true power you saw Hades use against you.", an ominous and ghastly voice iterated. "Bueno."
As the soldiers strode the floor, the prince of all pirates raised his right arm a few inches higher before outstretching it. And with a well-time swing, the hammer bident would aim to strike the incoming wave of knights. And if he's unable to finish them with a single swing, he would continue to swing his weapon violently to the sides, left and right to be more precise. It would then be followed by a well-placed spinning attack to unleash a consecutive barrage of slashes to clean the others.
My weapon is A-rank. So normal attack is already DPR: A.
Str: 101-119: 4. City Block Level + DPR A (3) = Mountain Level
Assuming the two leaders of the knights remained to stand, Gambit would walk towards the two, slowly and arrogantly. He would speak. "Why don't you both try to impale me using those weapons of yours?"
"But if you love your senseless lives, go home, make love with your loved ones. Then yell to the ears of your masters ─ Daphne is nobody's possession!"
"She's about to wed the Lord of the Underworld and the Prince of All Pirates!"
Enter Niobi: A Revelation of Daphne's Past! @Landayan
It was almost as if a dark shadow had formed around Gambit the moment he let out his ghoulish laugh. He walked towards the small army with such nonchalance, it was clear what the result of this battle would be. To those who attempted to oppose him, all they saw was a horrifying visage, raising its arm and swiping lines of men to and fro. Their screams would echo through the skies as they were all, one by one, knocked aside like bowling ball pins. *Crunch Crunch Crunch* The sound of armor being crushed under the weight of Hell Fire could be heard with each swing. In an instant the two groups of foes had been wiped up, like they had been caught up in a tsunami. Gambit had taken them all down without any help from his crewmates. He would stand over a pond of mangled, weakly breathing bodies. At his feet he found the golden knight that seemed to direct the others, along with the blue knight that had been leading their group. The blue knight's armor had been broken apart, revealing an unexpected surprise. The knight was not a human, but a mink. Tufts of white fur puffed from the openings in their armor. They lay there with a hand on their stomach, where part of their armor had been crushed.
"Ugh... Lady Artemis... I have failed you..."
The golden knight lay nearby, his armor still in tact, but in extremely poor condition. His right arm was bent in an unnatural fashion as he coughed and sputtered up blood from underneath his helmet. He struggled to get himself sat up, a snap being heard as he let out a painful cry. He gasped for air while his armor painfully creaked. With collected effort, he eventually spit a bloody wad of mucus through his helmet that would stretch through the grates and then hang from the metal chin.
"Ugh... *cough* *cough* curse you... Major Ursa... You and your ilk continue to keep Master Apollo from what is rightfully his. If not for you getting in the way, I bet we would have gotten here before-"
"Why don't you both try to impale me using those weapons of yours?" "But if you love your senseless lives, go home, make love with your loved ones. Then yell to the ears of your masters ─ Daphne is nobody's possession!"
"She's about to wed the Lord of the Underworld and the Prince of All Pirates!"
It was at this moment that he would take notice of the prince of pirates. The pirate stood above them and began to speak. Such traumatic events had caused his voice to instill such fear in the fallen men and mink. He could be nothing less than a monster, declaring his intentions with Daphne. Most, if not all the other men before him seemed to be passed out, save for Major Ursa and the Golden Knight. While the mink seemed merely laid there quietly, the Golden Knight rocked his body forward, digging the fingers of his left hand into the dirt and trying to pull himself towards the café. He had grit. Determination. It was clear that he was going to die attempting to complete the mission that had been set before him.
"I... will not... fail... Master Apollo! *sob* After all he has done... for me... *grunt* I... will... *sob*... BRING HER BACK WITH ME!!!"
As he started to drag himself forward, Gambit would hear something whistling through the air. With a *thwip* Gambit would witness a blackened arrow fly through the forehead of the Golden Knight, imbedding itself into the ground a few yards away. Based on it's trajectory, Landayan could tell that the arrow had come from behind him. He might have even sensed it fly by. A third party had arrived, led by a woman with long, flowing golden hair. She brushed her hair behind her ear as she spoke with a commanding tone.
"It looks like the visitors that everyone was so worried about ended up being the exact help we needed... Finish cleaning up."
"Yes Lady Niobe!"
A new army had arrived, this time in red armor. They ran towards the fallen soldiers and would begin attempting to finish off the various golden armored soldiers and blue armored soldiers. Gambit would be approached by Niobe, her boots stomped upon the ground with intent. Looking the pirate up and down, she would seem quite stern. Her eyes were completely transfixed upon Hell Fire. Her eyes flicked to Gambit's only for a moment, before resting back upon his weapon.
"I thank you for protecting our home from this invasion. Solare and Luna's rulers have always sent troops to oppress us. Usually we do our best to fight them off, but it looks like you haven't even broken a sweat. Color me impressed... Though... your weapon... it... looks familiar... do I know you?"
As soon as Niobe had finished asking her question, with absolute perfect timing Daphne would pop her head out of the front door of the café. Hills would collide with the beautiful bouncing sound of music, inviting their song to Gambit's ears. Her smile threatening to melt his heart. She called out to him with her honeyed voice.
"Hey Mister! Your java mint coffee is ready!"
At her voice, Niobe would turn with widened eyes. It was apparent that she had met Daphne before, but that she was not expecting her to be in this location. With gritted teeth, she would speak in Daphne's direction.
"Daphne... What are you... Why are you here on Unnamed Island!? Did Artemis send you to spy on us!?!?"
Gambit swung his weapon at the 100 Olympian knights, blitzing forward to erase the rest from their existence. The souls of the fallen 98 souls would swiftly turn into the cursed bident, empowering its madness. Gambit felt the souls as they stack infuse themselves as one. A feast indeed. "Aaah", an audible gasp of triumph.
Two remained. Artemis's lone surviving knight revealed himself as Mink, a creature the prince doesn't have a grudge against. The prince would not move an inch and only examine the situation. He doubted nobody would move again but much to his surprise, Apollo's surviving soldier would brave the ocean to test the wrath of the Kraken. He moved, claymore in tow. Alas, he would not last long for an arrow was nocked from afar before being released a lightning speed, punching itself into the head of the mortal ─ killing him instantly.
Landayan traced the arrow trail to determine the location of the assailant. A third party arrived, led by Niobe. A fine yet thicc woman carrying her long golden hair. It would speak with him the moment she entered the scene.
Niobe said:
"I thank you for protecting our home from this invasion. Solare and Luna's rulers have always sent troops to oppress us. Usually we do our best to fight them off, but it looks like you haven't even broken a sweat. Color me impressed... Though... your weapon... it... looks familiar... do I know you?"
Gambit listened. And eventually, his murderous intent would swing to his usual human self, overpowering the voices of the soul inside the Tartaros. The shape of his purple eyes shifted to a couple of protruding red hearts. He looked down briefly before slowly glancing at the woman before him. He learned her name due to his enhanced senses. It was Niobe. He would speak with a gentlemanly and flirtatious tone.
"I am not sure if you already Niobe (know me). Hehe. But I am sure as hell you look pretty. Pretty familiar. You look my future wif─"
He was not even able to finish his sentence when Daphne crashed in and broke his momentum. "Oh, I almost forgot. Daphne, are you hurt?", he asked the woman as he grabbed both the coffee and her right shoulder. But something about would be unveiled by the other woman.
Niobe said:
"Daphne... What are you... Why are you here on Unnamed Island!? Did Artemis send you to spy on us!?!?"
"??!", Gambit, Reynolds and T-Bag reacted. The latter two widened their eyes as if they were about to come out of their lids.
It was at this moment that the prince slowly dragged his right palm off Daphne's shoulder. Gambit's heart was confused, he needed to validate. "Da- Daphne, what did she mean?", he said with a scowl on his face all so suddenly.
Gambit swung his weapon at the 100 Olympian knights, blitzing forward to erase the rest from their existence. The souls of the fallen 98 souls would swiftly turn into the cursed bident, empowering its madness. Gambit felt the souls as they stack infuse themselves as one. A feast indeed. "Aaah", an audible gasp of triumph.
Two remained. Artemis's lone surviving knight revealed himself as Mink, a creature the prince doesn't have a grudge against. The prince would not move an inch and only examine the situation. He doubted nobody would move again but much to his surprise, Apollo's surviving soldier would brave the ocean to test the wrath of the Kraken. He moved, claymore in tow. Alas, he would not last long for an arrow was nocked from afar before being released a lightning speed, punching itself into the head of the mortal ─ killing him instantly.
Landayan traced the arrow trail to determine the location of the assailant. A third party arrived, led by Niobe. A fine yet thicc woman carrying her long golden hair. It would speak with him the moment she entered the scene.
Gambit listened. And eventually, his murderous intent would swing to his usual human self, overpowering the voices of the soul inside the Tartaros. The shape of his purple eyes shifted to a couple of protruding red hearts. He looked down briefly before slowly glancing at the woman before him. He learned her name due to his enhanced senses. It was Niobe. He would speak with a gentlemanly and flirtatious tone.
"I am not sure if you already Niobe (know me). Hehe. But I am sure as hell you look pretty. Pretty familiar. You look my future wif─"
He was not even able to finish his sentence when Daphne crashed in and broke his momentum. "Oh, I almost forgot. Daphne, are you hurt?", he asked the woman as he grabbed both the coffee and her right shoulder. But something about would be unveiled by the other woman.
"??!", Gambit, Reynolds and T-Bag reacted. The latter two widened their eyes as if they were about to come out of their lids.
It was at this moment that the prince slowly dragged his right palm off Daphne's shoulder. Gambit's heart was confused, he needed to validate. "Da- Daphne, what did she mean?", he said with a scowl on his face all so suddenly.
A Huntress from Luna: Daphne gives her reply! @Gambit
As the prince's hand dragged off Daphne's shoulder, he would find the palms of his hands would brush against Daphne's leather suit. A soft squeak would echo into the airwaves into Gambit's heart. If this moment was one of ill minded choices or innocent happenstance, the result was the same. The redheaded girl would hop back a bit with a look of discomfort. *Squeak Squeak Squeak* Her eyes would dart towards Niobe. The blonde woman glared with growing killing intent. In an instant her longbow had an arrow notched, pointing at Daphne. The iron arrow tip turned an opaque black. Clearly she was well versed in armament.
"Speak, damn you! I am tired of these games that Olympians play. You have already taken my family! My sons... My Daughters... My Husband... WHAT MORE COULD YOU WANT FROM ME!?!?"
Daphne would turn toward Niobe with her hands up. Her eyes teared up. Delicate rivers formed down the hills that were her cheekbones. Her eyes sparkled as she looked up helplessly towards her foe. It was clear that she didn't have faith in her own abilities involving Niobe. With a shaky voice Daphne would give her answer;
"Oh, Niobe. I-I mean Lady Niobe... I am sorry. I was hoping that I would hide here without being noticed. When I joined the Huntress' I thought we would be solving a mystery or something. I had heard stories of Unnamed Island growing up and I thought I would get to learn about why. What I found out... I couldn't stay with Lady Artemis. And she was my only protection from Mr. Apollo. He was obsessed with me for some reason and thinks we are in a relationship. I never wanted anything to do with him. I came here to be left alone. I promise!"
Niobe would look at Daphne with complete disgust. It was clear that this explanation was not satisfactory for her. She didn't release her arrow, instead keeping it aimed at it's target. Not that it mattered, as a weary, deep, somehow feminine, voice muttered something from the ground near Gambit. The bear mink spoke with a pained whisper.
"Lady Daphne... please... Lady Artemis states that if you return... all will be well... You won't get punished or anything... She just wants her friend to come home..."
At the sound of the mink's voice, Daphne's eyes would hone in on the poor injured bear. With a gasp, the leather clad woman would rush to the bear's side. The tears rolling down her face grew in volume.
"Major Ursa!? What are you doing here!? Are you okay!?!? Whaaaa"
Her heart broken, she made her dash for Major Ursa. This would typically cause a novice archer to accidentally release their arrow, Niobe remained calm enough to keep her weapon trained on Daphne. She would end the life of this young beauty without any hesitation. She kept her eyes on the girl the entire time.
"Well even if you are just here in order to get away from Artemis and Apollo, you are scum for bringing your problem to our island. You know what those two do! They always fight over Unnamed Island and use OUR HOME as their BATTLEGROUND! You find out your dream job isn't all it is cracked up to be and run to the 'slums' to get away from your problems. You are bringing attention to our island more than anything else! They will fight over who gets to choose what they are going to have for dinner at their next home party!"
Major Ursa would painfully reach her paw up to take hold of Daphne's. The little redhead's tears dropped down onto the face of the furry mink, who's face looked hurt by the sight of Daphne crying. Her voice was humming, and faintly warm.
"Please Lady Daphne... If you come back with me to Luna... Lady Artemis... She can keep you safe... from Apollo..."
Gambit listened to what Niobe had to say about Daphne as the tip of an arrow coated in Armament is pointed at the latter. It was revealed how she suffered from the ruthlessness of the two Olympians ruling the nearby islands. And as the tears fell down Daphne's cheeks, the prince gets to know why she fled from Luna. The Mink even tried to convince her to return to their fortress and promised her safety. Here comes the prince. Puffing a cigar, he talked. "Niobe, allow me to speak."
Then he walked closer to back to the bar and sipped a little bit of his java mint coffee served by Daphne herself. Niobe's standing on her right, Daphne on the left. T-Bag and Reynolds are in the background and the Mink kneeling in front of them. "First, I am sorry to hear about what happened to you and your loved ones. I am saddened by this land's situation and I wish to help. And truly, what Daphne did might be suspicious and you have all the liberty to not trust her. But, if she really is being harrassed by Apollo, then this island is the only fortress. I would never vouch for her return on Aramis' side. Let us let her choose."
He turned to Daphne and asked her, "What do you want Daphne? Do you wish to return? Or ask sincerely so that this madness finally stops?"
Then he switched to Niobe, "If Daphne stays, will you accept her? If you do, I will accompany you there and put an end to all of these. I did not arrive on this island by chance. I was fated to meet all of you and cast my judgement upon the Olympians. For it their curse to be punished for all their wrongdoings."
Gambit listened to what Niobe had to say about Daphne as the tip of an arrow coated in Armament is pointed at the latter. It was revealed how she suffered from the ruthlessness of the two Olympians ruling the nearby islands. And as the tears fell down Daphne's cheeks, the prince gets to know why she fled from Luna. The Mink even tried to convince her to return to their fortress and promised her safety. Here comes the prince. Puffing a cigar, he talked. "Niobe, allow me to speak."
Then he walked closer to back to the bar and sipped a little bit of his java mint coffee served by Daphne herself. Niobe's standing on her right, Daphne on the left. T-Bag and Reynolds are in the background and the Mink kneeling in front of them. "First, I am sorry to hear about what happened to you and your loved ones. I am saddened by this land's situation and I wish to help. And truly, what Daphne did might be suspicious and you have all the liberty to not trust her. But, if she really is being harrassed by Apollo, then this island is the only fortress. I would never vouch for her return on Aramis' side. Let us let her choose."
He turned to Daphne and asked her, "What do you want Daphne? Do you wish to return? Or ask sincerely so that this madness finally stops?"
Then he switched to Niobe, "If Daphne stays, will you accept her? If you do, I will accompany you there and put an end to all of these. I did not arrive on this island by chance. I was fated to meet all of you and cast my judgement upon the Olympians. For it their curse to be punished for all their wrongdoings."
A Bident of Another Color: Apollo's Devotion is Unyielding! @Gambit
"Niobe, allow me to speak."
The Prince of Pirates spoke, taking a sip of his java mint coffee. It was absolutely delicious. The liquid was hot, but not too hot to burn his tongue. A dance of dark chocolate and coffee. Once he swallowed it the hint of mint would appear, almost seeming to cool his mouth once more. An exquisite cup of coffee. Daphne truly was a master of her craft.
"First, I am sorry to hear about what happened to you and your loved ones. I am saddened by this land's situation and I wish to help. And truly, what Daphne did might be suspicious and you have all the liberty to not trust her. But, if she really is being harrassed by Apollo, then this island is the only fortress. I would never vouch for her return on Aramis' side. Let us let her choose."
A gasp could be heard throughout the crowd of soldiers that had now enclosed around the Eros Café. The moment Gambit suggested that Daphne should get the chance to choose, it was clear that this was not a popular response to Niobe. The queen of Unnamed Island would glare at Daphne. Perhaps Gambit knew that his words would incite this kind of response; none could say. The result of his next directed words to Niobe would cause her glare to melt into a state of insecurity. Her shoulders relaxed, the armament coating the arrow receded, and she pointed her bow to the ground.
"What do you want Daphne? Do you wish to return? Or ask sincerely so that this madness finally stops?"
Daphne knelt on the ground holding Major Ursa to her chest. The bear pressed against her and a soft *squeak* could be heard. She would look Gambit in his eyes with a face that could compete against any baby animal. She stared at him pleadingly, her words sounding almost like a chorus to those who find heaven to be real.
"Mr. Gamby, I really want to stay here. Artemis only wants me to come back because Apollo wants me. If I go back then she will simply see this as a victory over her brother. I am scared what she will do when he finally loses interest in me. I mean... I did run away from Luna. I really did..."
"If Daphne stays, will you accept her? If you do, I will accompany you there and put an end to all of these. I did not arrive on this island by chance. I was fated to meet all of you and cast my judgement upon the Olympians. For it their curse to be punished for all their wrongdoings."
Her body language changed at this offer. If she was understanding the Prince of Pirates correctly, she was being confronted with fate. Fate had finally brought forth the hero that would free the Unnamed Island from the Tyranny of Apollo AND Artemis. She shook violently as she started to stumble back and fall. A nearby soldier would catch her as she began to breath heavily. It would take her a moment to recover.
"You offer my Island it's freedom? Of course I will accept your terms. I do not trust this woman. I will want to have her have surveillance on her until I no longer see her as a possible threat to my kingdom. I think those are reasonable additions to our terms."
After recovering, she would offer her hand to Gambit's as an invitation to seal their deal with a handshake. If/when the Captain shakes her hand, the army around them would burst into celebration. Cheers would overwhelm the group on the inside. With so much going on, it would be understandable for few to notice the soft buzzing that grew louder with the rise in cheering.
The sound grew more metallic and harsh as it's source came into view. A spinning trident flew down from the sky in an arc, sawing its way through a collection of Niobe's army before arcing back towards its original point of origin. Standing atop the roof of a nearby 3 story building was a toned man clad in a chest piece, short shorts, and a pair of sandals with wings upon them. He looked down upon the crowd with shining golden plates of armor upon him. Blood dripped down his trident but with one swift motion, he swung the trident and the blood flew off of his weapon.
"So this is Daphne. The dear beloved of Master Apollo. He was right that his retrieval platoon would be defeated by... Landayan Morrow... the new King of the Underworld. I have come to no longer doubt his foresight."
He jumped from the roof and the wings on his sandals opened up, flapping in the wind as he glided down to the ground. He landed about 60 feet away from the army. They would not be of help to Gambit though. The actions that had occurred shocked them. They were not ready for his attack. The bodies of their now bisected friends spilled upon them in droves. It looked like some of them hadn't even realized they had been cut yet. It seemed that the only people who had taken notice of the attack outside of Gambit and his crew were Major Ursa, Niobe, and moments after, Daphne. Major Ursa's voice shook as she addressed the man before them.
"Th-That's... C-Cyrus the Great! One of Apollo's strongest followers!!! WE ARE ALL DOOMED!"
Cyrus' eyes would fall upon Gambit as he would slam the butt of his trident down onto the ground four times.
"Master Apollo told me I would lose this fight. But I will show my resolve and attempt to prove him wrong!"
Cyrus would point his trident at at Gambit before drawing it back. The Trident grew completely onyx in his hands, coated in strong armament haki. With a heave, he would seem to chuck the trident at Gambit with a side arm throw. The weapon would spin like it had not a moment ago, honing in on the Pirate captain with as much ferocity as the last attack.
Gambit asked Daphne what she truly desires, like the devil prepared to grant the wish in exchange for something. However, he was true to his words. Pirate might he be, but there's an honour among them. He lent his ears further and the woman wants to stay the commander of the Unnamed Island and wouldn't mind the negotiation but she would not trust her still. Surveillance is needed. The deal has been struck following the locking of their palms. The prince smiled at Niobe as her army celebrated the truce. He said, "You heard her. She stays. And I shall honour this alliance. I shall lend you my force to─"
He was not even finished talking before something called his name loudly and terrified. "Gambiit", Reynolds yelled at the back.
"?!!", T-Bag and Gambit both expressed as they strode outside the cafe only to see several soldiers cut by a sharp metal. The trio looked above and from the rooftop nearby emerged a flamboyant figure who wields a trident of elegant design. "It's him.", Reynolds said having activated his Haki. A master of Awareness. However, this time, he was lost in his tracks because of a sudden shift in the situation inside the cafe. He was careless as always. "I'm sorry Chief. I should have been on guard.", he implored.
"Forget about it Reynolds.", T-Bag said, The Vice-Captain of the crew.
"He's strong.", he iterated glaring at him. "Grrr."
Meanwhile, T-Bag pulled a den den mushi from his side pocket and radioed the men aboard the Dark Fortress. In their ship, the crew manning the radio room panicked when they see the den den mushi dressed in a plain white shirt and blue jeans start to ring. "Purupurupuru..."
"It's the Vice-Captain!!! Hurry!"
"Hello, S-sir T-Bag!"
T-Bag spoke, "Send us the dwarves!"
"The ship doctors?! Did something happen!?"
"None of your business fools, this is an emergency."
"Right away, Sir!"
T-Bag hangs the phone. Back on the ship, "Doc Brynja!!! Doc Dundur!!! The Vice is calling you!"
The two immediately headed outside their respective labs, sprinting. "Something might have happened back there. It's the first time we have been summoned. Ready Brynja!", said the much older and respected doctor of the main fleet.
"Aye!", he said in his deep and echoing voice.
"The doctors are on their way. They will treat each and every one. They are the best.", T-Bag brags.
As this happened, Gambit and Reynolds kept on staring up at the Olympian intruder talking about Daphne and his purpose here. Gambit stepped forward, alternately sipping the coffee from his left hand, cigar in his mouth, bident left inside. "Was it Cyrus?", he asked mockingly. "Muahahaha. I thought it was Circus!"
T-Bag and Reynolds smiled at their Chief's remarks. "I mean, look at you. It's daylight and your outfit reeks dame tight."
"Hahahahahaha!", the trio laughed. "I don't care about your master's foresight. Your demise will be something worth a sight."
Suddenly, he invoked his bident hammer by simply gesturing his right arm. [THWIFF]
The moment he got his hand on his precious weapon, he drank all the remaining coffee and thank Daphne for it. But as he did, Cyrus the Circus already fashioned a deadly attack. Magnified by his willpower, the Olympian soldier swung the weapon off his hands before tossing it with such ferocity and velocity. Spinning wildly as it punched the air, whistling before it reached something solid.
[SCREECHING!]
Here comes one of the famed and infamous Commanders of the Silver Vampirates Crew. Head of the Artillery Division. The Dark Knight of the 3rd Fleet. The highest-ranking Sniper and Swordsman of the crew. Ryan "Deadpool" Reynolds.
A little while ago, as soon as the trident was thrown, he already knew the potential of the attack. Its intent and the danger it contains. So he sprang forth with his Dual Katana, named Deadpool I and II before swinging the latter off his right, creating an upward vertical slash. The Trident rammed against the katana and the clash was celebrated by an elliptical disc of the shockwave that would ramify across the battlefield, blowing away the rest of the armies but not entirely harming them. The slash itself was fortified by his own Haki.
Both attacks were equal and the trident would most likely be sent back to its caster after a brief struggle. "I got this Chief. It's been a while since I got pumped up."
If Daphne and Niobe allow, Gambit would embrace them two within his lean yet muscular physique, protecting them from whatever the fuck might drop on them. T-Bag would only shake his head in annoyance. "My man.", he cursed under his breath as he looked at Gambit.
Arsenals:
- Deadpool Magnum 69 and Sea Prism Stone Bullets
- 2x Knives
- Deadpool I & II (C-Rank Swords)
- Deadpool S-rank Suit (requires 85 Science): Destroyed after a small country level attack or 3 island level attacks
(85 vitality to use) - 35 invention points
Professions:
- Sailing: ***
- History: ***
Horse Demon: After raising his sword above his head, the user delivers a powerful vertical slice to his opponent. This attack can easily slice through solid stone. - DPR: A, requires 61 Mastery, 81 Strength, and 41 Movement Speed
81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 3 (A Rank attack) + 2 (Hardening) = 8. Island Level Attack Potency
"You can stay up there Circus. I can fight you in different ranges.", he said.
Gambit asked Daphne what she truly desires, like the devil prepared to grant the wish in exchange for something. However, he was true to his words. Pirate might he be, but there's an honour among them. He lent his ears further and the woman wants to stay the commander of the Unnamed Island and wouldn't mind the negotiation but she would not trust her still. Surveillance is needed. The deal has been struck following the locking of their palms. The prince smiled at Niobe as her army celebrated the truce. He said, "You heard her. She stays. And I shall honour this alliance. I shall lend you my force to─"
He was not even finished talking before something called his name loudly and terrified. "Gambiit", Reynolds yelled at the back.
"?!!", T-Bag and Gambit both expressed as they strode outside the cafe only to see several soldiers cut by a sharp metal. The trio looked above and from the rooftop nearby emerged a flamboyant figure who wields a trident of elegant design. "It's him.", Reynolds said having activated his Haki. A master of Awareness. However, this time, he was lost in his tracks because of a sudden shift in the situation inside the cafe. He was careless as always. "I'm sorry Chief. I should have been on guard.", he implored.
"Forget about it Reynolds.", T-Bag said, The Vice-Captain of the crew.
"He's strong.", he iterated glaring at him. "Grrr."
Meanwhile, T-Bag pulled a den den mushi from his side pocket and radioed the men aboard the Dark Fortress. In their ship, the crew manning the radio room panicked when they see the den den mushi dressed in a plain white shirt and blue jeans start to ring. "Purupurupuru..."
"It's the Vice-Captain!!! Hurry!"
"Hello, S-sir T-Bag!"
T-Bag spoke, "Send us the dwarves!"
"The ship doctors?! Did something happen!?"
"None of your business fools, this is an emergency."
"Right away, Sir!"
T-Bag hangs the phone. Back on the ship, "Doc Brynja!!! Doc Dundur!!! The Vice is calling you!"
The two immediately headed outside their respective labs, sprinting. "Something might have happened back there. It's the first time we have been summoned. Ready Brynja!", said the much older and respected doctor of the main fleet.
"Aye!", he said in his deep and echoing voice.
"The doctors are on their way. They will treat each and every one. They are the best.", T-Bag brags.
As this happened, Gambit and Reynolds kept on staring up at the Olympian intruder talking about Daphne and his purpose here. Gambit stepped forward, alternately sipping the coffee from his left hand, cigar in his mouth, bident left inside. "Was it Cyrus?", he asked mockingly. "Muahahaha. I thought it was Circus!"
T-Bag and Reynolds smiled at their Chief's remarks. "I mean, look at you. It's daylight and your outfit reeks dame tight."
"Hahahahahaha!", the trio laughed. "I don't care about your master's foresight. Your demise will be something worth a sight."
Suddenly, he invoked his bident hammer by simply gesturing his right arm. [THWIFF]
The moment he got his hand on his precious weapon, he drank all the remaining coffee and thank Daphne for it. But as he did, Cyrus the Circus already fashioned a deadly attack. Magnified by his willpower, the Olympian soldier swung the weapon off his hands before tossing it with such ferocity and velocity. Spinning wildly as it punched the air, whistling before it reached something solid.
[SCREECHING!]
Here comes one of the famed and infamous Commanders of the Silver Vampirates Crew. Head of the Artillery Division. The Dark Knight of the 3rd Fleet. The highest-ranking Sniper and Swordsman of the crew. Ryan "Deadpool" Reynolds.
A little while ago, as soon as the trident was thrown, he already knew the potential of the attack. Its intent and the danger it contains. So he sprang forth with his Dual Katana, named Deadpool I and II before swinging the latter off his right, creating an upward vertical slash. The Trident rammed against the katana and the clash was celebrated by an elliptical disc of the shockwave that would ramify across the battlefield, blowing away the rest of the armies but not entirely harming them. The slash itself was fortified by his own Haki.
Both attacks were equal and the trident would most likely be sent back to its caster after a brief struggle. "I got this Chief. It's been a while since I got pumped up."
If Daphne and Niobe allow, Gambit would embrace them two within his lean yet muscular physique, protecting them from whatever the fuck might drop on them. T-Bag would only shake his head in annoyance. "My man.", he cursed under his breath as he looked at Gambit.
Arsenals:
- Deadpool Magnum 69 and Sea Prism Stone Bullets
- 2x Knives
- Deadpool I & II (C-Rank Swords)
- Deadpool S-rank Suit (requires 85 Science): Destroyed after a small country level attack or 3 island level attacks
(85 vitality to use) - 35 invention points
Professions:
- Sailing: ***
- History: ***
Horse Demon: After raising his sword above his head, the user delivers a powerful vertical slice to his opponent. This attack can easily slice through solid stone. - DPR: A, requires 61 Mastery, 81 Strength, and 41 Movement Speed
81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 3 (A Rank attack) + 2 (Hardening) = 8. Island Level Attack Potency
"You can stay up there Circus. I can fight you in different ranges.", he said.
Deadpool Vs. Cyrus the Great: A Clash of Different Mettles @Gambit
The spinning vorpal trident sped towards the Prince of Pirates with intent to laterally bisect the pirate captain. It buzzed like a table saw, almost overpowering the collective screams of Niobe’s army. Considering the damage it had wrought to them before, it was understandable. Their ranks had been decimated by a single flick of Cyrus’ wrist. How could they hope to compete with such a powerful foe? They could not. But it seemed that Gambit was already putting a plan in motion. His men had been caught up in the excitement that they hadn’t seemed to notice the attack before, but this time things were different. From above a man in a red body suit dropped into the path of the spinning trident, swinging his blade upward and clashing with the attack. The resulting collision of the two was immense, blowing the soldiers of Unnamed Island to the ground. They would watch with wide eyes as the man in the red body suit’s attack would cause the trident to be knocked up into the air. Cyrus was already moving though the skies towards his weapon, catching it and swinging it around his body as he fell down towards Reynolds. He would stab at the ground between Ryan’s legs with the butt end of his trident as he landed, sweeping the end of his weapon swiftly to right and then to the left, in order to strike his opponent’s ankles and cause him to open up his stance. After this he would swipe in an upward arch in order to smack Ryan’s family jewels. It was clear that he was unfazed by the comments being made.
"Treasure Wave Spear."
If Gambit looked on, he would see it clearly. Cyrus looked completely unbothered by their jeers. In fact, it seemed he was focused on the task at hand. But that is if Gambit was paying attention to the goings on beyond his arms reach. He had pulled Niobe and Daphne close to him. As he grasped their waists, he would notice that both women had powerful builds. The smell of tangerines, passionfruit and plum wood accosted his senses. Pulling them close to him, Daphne would let out a little gasp of surprise. Niobe tensed up, seeming to be uncomfortable with Gambit’s touch but giving little resistance. Her gaze rested upon her slaughtered men. The carnage before her left her shaking with anger, fear, and distress.
“Broteas! Stop flailing about! DAMNIT! Why did you get in the way!? I… We can get you back together! Just please save your strength and keep holding on!”
A young soldier with red hair kneeled over another soldier with green hair. The green haired soldier’s upper half rested in the embrace of his red haired friend. Broteas seemed to be reaching for his lower half which seemed to be too far away. He had coughed up blood all over his breastplate and his face was pale. Gambit and his crew had been in countless battles, but even an inexperienced fighter would identify this as a fatal wound. After resisting for a bit, Broteas would gently touch his ally’s arm.
“I am sorry Pelops. I… I couldn’t… protect you…”
Broteas smiled painfully as he inhaled, giving a soft pat on Pelops’ arm before letting out a long sigh. With that last breath, his body grew limp. Tears would fall down Pelops’ cheeks as he grasped at Broteas. His chest would rapidly rise and fall as he began to hyperventilate. He desperately gasped for air, snot flowing from his nostrils. It looked almost like he was trying to say something but the words never came. All that he could bring himself to scream.
“WAAAAAAAAAHHH!!!!”
Niobe flinched in this moment, watching on silently. Gambit would feel her tremble. Her fuming anger and distress had reached a boiling point. She would attempt to pull away from Gambit at this point, pulling an arrow from her quiver and notching it. Tears streamed down her face as she stoically stared down Cyrus. Her lips quivered as she coated the arrow in invisible haki. Lining up her shot, she fired at Cyrus. Oddly, as the arrow left her bow it burst into flames.
"Astra!"
The flaming arrow sped towards his head, looking as though it would hit Ryan in the back of the head. If the red suited pirate used color of observation, he would not sense any danger towards himself. Gambit and his crew would also feel the same result if they were concerned. The desperate queen was not out of control. If he had not moved from his previous position, he would find the arrow would barely miss his own head by millimeters. This woman knew how to use a bow and she wasn't afraid to use it.
Treasure Wave Spear (DPR C):
81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 1 (C Rank Attack) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level Attack Potency
The battle continues. Deadpool successfully stopped the attack using a single swing but Cyrus is not stopping just yet. For when the trident was blown up into the air, the Olympian General caught the weapon before dissecting the air space between them, appearing before Reynolds.
This man's fast, he thought. A little too late to react, Reynolds would see the trident poked into the ground before raising it in an upward motion. He knew what he was aiming at. So Reynolds looked upon it and see his balls being fumed, sending him flying a couple of yards midair. He stared at the punk, not feeling pain. How could he? This raid suit is designed to tank even an attack capable of destructing a mountain. Eat that mothafucka!
Whilst midair, Reynolds rolled and used the jet-propelled boots to fly forward while simultaneously drawing his gun. He fired 5 consecutive high-calibre bullets at Cyrus before finally stopping a couple of meters behind him. As he stopped, he would fly down straight, placing the hilt of his sword against his chest before thrusting it, targeting the enemy's chest. "Basic Poke!"
Raid Suit Durability = Destroyed after a small country-level attack or 3 island-level attacks. So none of the attacks from Cyrus or even Niobe's (should it hit him randomly) would have harmed Reynolds at this point.
Bullet Attacks: X5 A-rank Bullets fired consecutively. Each bullet is 81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 3 (A) = 6. City Level.
Sword Attack: 81-100: 3. Large Building Level + 1 (C-rank due to the graded sword) = 101-119: 4. City Block Level
As the clash of the generals transpired, Gambit held the two women on their waists. The scent of the two emanates a fragrance he couldn't explain, all he knows at this moment was. All he could think of at the moment was. Romance. He daydreams, reciting poems in his head.
"You're beside me and all the universe sleeps; The music plays on and I want to kiss your lips;
The sky is filled but I see the stars in you;
We're so close and I just want to tell you;
We're two souls lost in time, destined together.
Like the ocean to the waves.
Like the flowers to the sunrise.
Like the enchanted mountain to the fairies.
They will be one if you believe in magic.
There is magic when two hearts meet again.
I need you here tonight like the moon needs the sun.
I need to tell you I missed the chance of telling you.
I need you here tonight like the galaxy needs the One. I need to let you let me let go of letting you go."
As he recited the very last line, Niobe began to pull herself out, drawing and knocking the arrow before releasing it to the wild. Gambit was sent back to reality, and there he quickly noticed her intent. He was about to stop it but the resolve he saw in her eyes made him realise what she truly aimed at. "Niobe, I understand your frustration and hatred. But let us leave it all up to my friend. He will handle him. Let's get going. The real battle has not started just yet." And then Gambit held her hand, looking at her Sangley eyes sincerely.
"He's right, woman.", T-Bag seconded. "There's no need to stay here. Our crew's doctors are coming in a matter of minutes. They would treat all the wounded. Save your energy for the worst."
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