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Heat would soothingly bellow across Loguetown, allowing the passing winds to smother the city with an uncornfortable yet mellow warmth. It was simply an abormality, this strange weather... however there was a theory behind it. It is said when a seed begins to fruit, the world will begin crumble in anticipation, for when the fruit is ripe, there will no world to crumble.

Standing beside Zeke whilst his crimson, 'moon like orbs' would gleam at the opposing force of marines, Xylo would be enthralled by his new appearance, as he now looked like some dirty old fart. Whilst Xylo couldn't see his new appearance, he would take LA's words seriously as the navy around him would simply look at him differently. Disgusted by the fake image of Xylo, they would begin to charge at him whilst screaming Rustys name. Xylo had heard of the dirty pirate Rusty, as a doctor Xylo needed to keep his hygeine maintained, an example of this would be keeping dirt from his finger nails in case of an immediate surgery. However this 'Rusty' fellow who was supposedly dead had quite literally no fingernails, whilst what was left of them was dirt and pus. Just the thought of what his foes were seeing simply made him cringe, which drove Xylo to gain a pissed off look, which was simply the third facial expression he had done all day.

Attempting to keep his emotions in check, Xylo would plan his upcoming assault upon his foes, as he decided to take it out on them. His facial expression would soothe into his casual expressionless demeanor, as he swiftly kicked off the ground, launching his body at two of the marines before him. Two swinging axes would tear through the air, the wind would follow, howling during the axes movement as they made their way toward Xylos shoulders. However Xylo was simply too fast as he closed the gap between the two marines and himself, getting to the point where he was too close for the actual blades of the axes to strike him, and thus by extending both arms out, his hands would catch and firmly grasp the handles of the axes. "You silly pigs, you fall for such a petty trick from that demon girl.... Although I suppose you all were to come after me anyway so i guess there's no complaining about her actions. This simply means, you wont know the truth. " After his little speech, Xylo's wrists would rotate inward, thus having his hands which had tightly grasped the axe handles, to rotate the incoming axes, and thus have their wielders be disarmed due to the awkward position their arms would twist.

A chuckle would murmur from Xylo as he crossed his arms affront him before slashing outward affront him with the two caught axes, severing the two marines heads from their bodies with their own weapons. Blood would spray across Xylo and the incoming marines, as rigor mortis allowed their bodies to slowly move without their brains to tell them to do so, which allow fear to be instilled into his foes. Dropping the axes in preparation for five more marines charging at the standing Xylo. His smile would come to fruit as he waited patiently until they arrived to him. Chuckling at their presence, his legs would press into the ground. "Silent Blossom." His legs would then thrust outward, launching his body toward the horde of marines, unleashing his wrath upon the prey before him.

Whilst flying through the horde, his arms would consistantly thrust forward in 1 second intervals until he had reached 10m, finding he had passed five marines. But his chuckle that had been maintained would dissapear as he looked back with a sinister look at the platoon of marines who were running to him. Showing his hands affront him, each tip of his fingers was covered by an eyeball as screams of agony would wail behind him. "Fuuuuaaaarrrrrk. You fuckstan monster took my eyes. Oh you're gonna pay for th-." The marines who had their eyes removed would fall to the ground, falling in pools of their own blood. Funny enough each marine had a little speech for Xylo, talking about how a Rusty should be dead. However Xylo hated this as he wanted the attention to himself, for he was seeking revenge for a certain crew in the Grand Line, and he wanted them to know he was coming. "Rusty? Oh please. Rusty was an angel compared to me. I'm Xylo. Forget about my appearance and hear my words you eyeless fucks. Remember my name, Xylo, Usagi."

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Blood would slowly glide down pale hands, trickling into a pool below Xylo as he gazed upon the eyeballs that would revolve around the tips of his fingers. Intrigued by the colour of the Iris's, he would notice a set of eyeballs located on his pink and index finger were in fact purple. "Which one of those bastards that died had purple eyes... I wish to..... Pull him apart." Xylo's words would fall short as the tempers of the marines affront him would lose control. "Nice try Rusty, who the fuck is Xylo? We're gonna take your head this time for sure! Filthy fuck pirate! The navy soldiers words would soon follow with action, as muskets were lifted in preparation for assault on Xylo. Four marines in total would take aim, all aiming for Xylo's head. However Xylo was eager to address the situation at hand, thus immediately sprinting to his right, knowing very well e was disadvantaged to gun fire.

His crimson hued lenses would swiftly flick to his left and red, panning the distance as he sprinted away as he noticed a small platoon charging upon his companion Zeke. Closing the distance between his foes a pod himself, his body would erupt as he launched a spinning right kick into a marine charging at Zeke, thrusting his right leg into the mans rib cage allowing a small crack to sound as a single rib would shatter. Blood would expel from the marines mouth, allowing the marines around him to notice Xylo's presence. The moment Xylo made contact, a heavy scream would echo from his far left. "Fire!"

Four lead bullets in total would expel from iron muskets, travelling straight for Xylo's torso. Knowing very well his chances of being struck were high, Xylo's body would instantly move irregularly whilst grasping the man he had just struck before flinging him affront him. The four lead bullets would make contact with Xylo's meat shield, and thus blood would expel from his chest upon impact with the shots fired. A sinister grin would widen across Xylo's face as he glared at the shooters, however he knew this action would save him from immediate danger, he would leave himself wide open to the platoon he had charged at. A sharp pain would excite his body, as a blade had been plunged to his right side, which had previously that day been shot at. Blood would begin to excrete from the wound, whilst Xylo's smile widened once again.

"Well done, however you're a 42. Congratulations you have the highest level of power due to that little sneak attack. You sir get to live." A chuckle would sound after his short speech, as Xylo spun his body whilst spinning his right arm affront him, thus striking the opposing wielding hand of the blade inside him outward, which in this case would disarm the man. Whilst the blade payed embedded within his side, luckily it had dodged nerves, bones and internal organs, and simply pierced through flesh. A swift right chop to the neck would make he marine unconscious, however the man would need to pay for his actions, but not with his life. For Xylo truly valued strength, and his score of 42 out of 100 was truly generous.

Xylo would instantly utilise his strategic sense to optimise his chances of winning the fight....."Four martial artists surrounding me, whilst four sharpshooters stand 10m away. The imminate threat are the fighters, which can be dealt with, however the gunman could be an issue. Not to mention the blade sticking into my side that when released will allow the sound to open. Ah, I guess I'll have to multitask.... his thoughts would consume as his mind as he divided a plan and in that instant, his body would swiftly move. His right hand would clutch the handle of the blade within him whilst his left hand tore his left trouser pocket and in that instant, he would swiftly pull the blade from his side, and plunge the small piece of cloth into his wound.

Pain would consume his body as he simultaneously swung thane blade in an arc directly affront him, slashing the marine before him in the throat before pulling the blade to his left and throwing it to his right, launching the blade between the eyes of a charging marine, ending his life instantly. A chuckle would sound as Xylo's ability with weapons inteigued himself, to the point in which he began to evaluate his own abilities. His body would immediately sprint into the man who had his life ended by his sword throw, grasping his shoulders, his body would use the standing corpses body as a pivot and meat shield, thus swinging his lifeless body around affront the attacks of the two navy martial artists until dispatching of them with swift frontal kicks to their chests which would send their bodies flying to a few meters on impact.

However whilst he had taken care of the close combat fighters, there was still the ranged gun wielders to deal with. A deep sigh would escape his lips as he began to sprint at them whilst holding the dead marine grunt affront him, utilising him as a meat shield, however whilst Xylo was running, the small piece of cloth which had been pushed into his wound would instantly begin to paint red, whilst small tears of blood would drip from the opening. the musket wi elders would continue to fire, whilst XYlocontinued to charge at them, allowing the bullets to be caught within the corpses chest until finally recpaching them. Throwing the dead man into the four navy soldiers, their bodies would collapse displaipying their lack of physical strength which explained them using muskets, which meant dispatching of them would be a piece of cake. Keeping low and chasing behind his throw, his body would immediately spin clockwise whilst unleashing a series of open hand strikes which would thrust forward multiple times into the four marines, thus knocking them all unconscious. It was at this moment, were Xylo would collapse to his knee surgery in fatigue, whilst gazing around him in search of more marines, only to notice the remaining enemy force was near Zeke.

Knowing wel he could help Zeke, Xylo felt he could finally grade Zeke, but was soon caught off guard by his speech of wanting to claim the world. His words were ambitious, which gave Xylo the impression of a strong sense of meaning. It was as if Zeke wanted something that was purely unobtainable, and that made Xylo's goals seem like nothing. It was here where Xylo decided...l that he would follow this man until he reached his goal. for the world simply churned after each sentence. Xylo would then attend to his own wounds as he had simply no marine to fight around him, and would look to patch himself up so he could help Zeke.

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Blood has ceased to flow out of Xylo's body, as his medical knowledge payed off, knowing very well how to stop his bleeding and how to treat it, without the use of medical supplies. His attention soon after fixing his body would be caught by a shriek from above, as he noticed Zeke slashing a pair of snipers who had most likely been aiming at Xylo. A snigger would follow as he watched blood ripple into the sky and rain upon the ground below. However, Xylo was confused at the men ran from Zeke and Xylo with disgruntled looks, which was a save bet for him to assume their appearances had been reverted. His smile would dissipate as he struggled to stand, but eventually would make it on his feet.

Glaring above him noticing Zeke take a pose, Xylo would intently listen as he headed the footsteps of navy solders running from the battle. Listening to Zekes offer, Xylo would smile as the crazy idiot that would scream stop the building. For Zeke right now seemed dillusional, however the whole ordeal seemed comforting to Xylo. It was extremely unusual, to the point in which Xylo had no other answer but acceptance, as he nodded to Zeke allowing a smile to take fruit. For is Xylo was to follow this man, his goals of revenge didn't seem too hard to reach.

Soon after Zeke would fall to the ground, Xylo would immediately begin hopping over to his ally, which involved walking into the store he was stop of and staggering up four sets of stairs, only to arrive to an exhausted Zeke. Walking up to the idle body, Xylo would immediately press his fingers to his neck, checking his pulse, whilst his eyes would pan his body, immediately noticing the injuries he had sustained in the short period of time. It was quite the anomaly as to why he had past out, as Zeke seemed to have the endurance to stay conscious with this injuries he had. Annoyingly as he began to find the problem, the somewhat black rabbit, would begin to run atop Zekes face, perhaps worried about his new master?

A solid backhand would send the bunny flying off the building, hearing a direct splat as it hit the ground below, however Xylo did not care for the rabbit, and new very well he needed to find the cause of him being unconscious. "A brain defect perhaps." He muttered as he continued to press and hold random parts of his chest before hearing LA Richard behind him offering to take them to a safe house. Nodding in approval, Xylo would yank Zekes body off the ground, throwing the man over his shoulder allowing a minor pain to surge through Xylo's body, however he would continue to walk back down the stairs and exit the building, only to see the black rabbit leaping up to Xylo, climbing up his torso until reaching the top of his head before perching himself and glaring upon Zeke. "Fucking rodent........ Don't worry, I'll attend to Zeke when we get to safety."

Xylo would stand against the wall at the local inn LA Richards had previously stayed in. Leaning against the wall, gazing through a small hole in closed curtains, he couldn't help but notice marines and bounty hunters alike sprinting through the alleyways, whilst medics attended to the injured, noticing eyeless men in stretchers. Xylo would smile as his attention diverted to lighting a cigarette which he would deeply inhale before exhaling a cloud of smoke that would consume the room.

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As Zeke would emerge from his slumber, Xylo had already began gazing upon him, noticing he didn't require medical aid upon awakening. It was fairly odd, to see the man simply shrug off whatever means he had, however it seemed the problem wasn't particularly physical. Xylo would ponder on Zekes previous efforts at the unique fighting style of somewhat falling into trance, peculiar to say the least Xylo would slowly walk towards his... Well.... Captain, in an effort to answer his questions.

"You've been unconscious for a few hours, four to be exact. The reason, I'm unsure of, There's something you're not telling me right, I suppose you know what's actually wrong with you." Xylo would reach within the silk confines on his right side of his trousers, before unveiling a deck of cigarettes, allowing his thumb to flick one out, to then offer Zeke. "Your injuries have been taken care of, however it will take some time to actually heal, especially your back. I think the three of us should try to steer clear to avoid further injury." Xylo's words would soon follow his left hand pointing to the sheets Zeke was amongst, showing that the material he had used to wrap his body in was actually the red cotton from the sheets themselves.

A snigger would follow after noticing his handiwork, before gazing outside noticing Zekes second comment. "It feels like a parade out there, lucky enough I went digging through the room beside us as the tourists went to lunch, turns out they were actually navy soldiers." Xylo would reach for a few garments that had been hung over a sofa. "However, I suppose we're lucky, think you can pull this look off?" his hands would pull the garments affront himself before throwing them atop Zekes legs, displaying the marine uniform.

Xylo would walk back to the window, peeping through the hole whilst addressing the two once again. "I have no idea where the docks are, however if you two lead the way, I'll keep a distance behind until we reach the docks so I can watch our backs in case of being found out." Xylo's words would follow him walking back to the the end of the bed toward Zeke. "However, that's just my idea, you're our leader so you choose our method. Even if you are a it stupid." a light snigger would follow as he waited for his new captains orders.

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Walking slowly amongst the crowds whilst check to his side, noticing LA Richards and Zeke act so casually, Xylo couldn't help but feel on alert, as if everyone was being watched. A single tear of sweat would excrete from the pores at his temple before dripping down upon the wooden boardwalks. Continuing to listen to Zeke and LA, Xylo couldn't help but feel some sense of belonging. Whilst it was too early to say if this whole pirate crew thing would go well, however it was something Xylo had never done before. Astonishedand eager to set sail, he couldn't help but notice Zeke glaring upon a ship.

Noticing Zekes hand grasping the handle of his blade, Xylo immediately knew what was to happen. Seeing two docksman making their way toward the ship, Xylo would act the instance Zeke did, taking the two out with simple upward thrusts to their necks, whilst his strike was open handed, allowing him to choke two men, holding them in the air. A grin would appear as he looked back toward LA and Zeke. "Ready when you are, Cap."

The docksmans eyes will roll backward as they lost consciousness, whilst an eager Xylo would look upward, toward the Red Baron. Enthralled by its general nature, it truly was a magnificent ship with his blood red tattered sails and aged wood which allowed the feel of mystery and history. Sprinting toward the ship, Xylo would immediately run toward the entrance of the ship, before looking at a small screw of cleaners atop the deck.

Smiling, Xylo would stretch his directly affront him allowing the clicks of his knuckles cracking to be heard across the ship.

A few moments later the entire cleaning crew would be swimming atop the water surrounding the ship, whilst Xylo glared outward, noticing a soon-to-be problem. Bloody marines.

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