When Reina awoke, she found herself lying alone in a rather uncomfortable bed. It was hard and had no support, almost akin to a hammock. She lied there with a blank stare, feeling the walls near her. They were dingy and rough with water trickling down them. When she sat up in her bed, it was apparent she was in an eight by eight cell. Her body ached still, each movement of her arms sent pangs of pain coursing through her body. She lifted her collar and took a whiff of it. It reeked of blood and sweat, a familiar scent at least.

Slowly she tested her legs, which for all intensive purposes were beaten and battered. They purple and blue over like the rest of her body. Around her chest was were bandages and a splint to give her torso some support after taking that hit from the cannonball. " Oh right, I'm still beaten up. hehe beaten dog I suppose".

From the cell next to hers she heard a familiar voice. " Be hahahahahaha. what was that now war goddess"? Reina without a second thought rushed to the cell bars and did her best to peer out next to hers,but it was no use. " You're alive...I'm sort of glad Big pa". The man laughed even louder, his voice echoing throughout the jail. " What was that? You glad to see your enemy alive"? Reina shook her head and giggled, "well if we're going by who did more damage to who, then I suppose you're more of a friend than the marines".

She returned back to her bunk with a sense of ambivalence, realizing how many people she hurt on both sides. " Besides...I'm the monster here". Each prisoner propped up on either side of the wall, Big pa smacked the wall to give it a good thud. " heh, well if you get out of this in one piece little girl. don't waste your time. I'm only here because of the knowledge I've got of the other gangs in Alabasta....it's real funny. The big bad marines and Barret need me alive to smoke the others out,but what they don't understand is they'll never be rid of them". Reina's interest was peaked for a moment and she knocked on the wall back, but a bit harder than Pa's. " Why's that"?

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With that a powerful presence entered the corridor, each step felt as heavy than the march of one thousand men. A large broadly built man whose deep voice seemed to resonate with Reina caught her attention. The man who originally assigned her to Roger's detail was standing at the woman's cell, with his arms crossed and gaze affixed on her. " You're captin bear-it"? The man slammed her cell door with his open palm. His hands reminiscent to a bear's in terms of size and hair grasped its bars. His fingers comfortably rested around the bars before he squeezed them together with a vengeance. " Do you know the reason why you are still alive girl? No fucking around her or I'll have yer head right here, right now".

Reina glared back at him, teeth grit and gaze affixed upon his own. " The reason doesn't matter. I am here and you are there. Do your worst because I will never conform to your rules. I joined the marines out of my own accord and will continue to ask on a whim if it behooves me". Barret released the bars slowly and reached into his jacket, rummaging through his pockets momentarily with a blank stare. She braced herself, ready to jump out at him at any moment.Out came a metal case with a gold border and the colors of the marines embedded in its body. He flipped the case open and pulled a cigar out of it. The man took a deep whiff of it before exhaling a large cloud of smoke which enveloped her small cell. " I haven't smoked in ten years girl, but you're the first to make me pulled out a cigar to relax. The real reason you're still alive is because you accidently lured Big pa out of his hole". Her neighbor laughed profusely at the statement and smacked his bed at the thought. " Anyways you've got a choice, rot in this cell or fight me".

Reina's head tilted at the statement, not quite sure how to reply. " Why?" she asked, while internally beating herself up for pushing it when her alternative was probably prison. " If you go to jail I can't punish you properly with my own hands". Reina smiled at the thought, her gripped on the sheets made them crumple as she tensed up. " Alright mister big shot. I'll play yer game".

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Little did Reina know that this was actually part of Barret's usual leadership style. He preferred not to bring outside help or judicial law into account due to corruption and not being satisfied with a passive outcome. Although he would more than gladly send a no name deserter to enies lobby without a second thought. Or perhaps even execute a criminal as if it were as normal as breathing, he preferred to deal with inhouse problems himself. His contract with the world was if no one said anything, then obviously he was doing the right thing.

The next morning she followed a pair of armed guards, each equipped with a flintlock rifle and both barrels trained on her skull. She did not bother to make a peep and her arms were as instructed, held up to prevent any funny business. Her metal shackles clanked with each step, but in many ways it was music to her ears. Internally Reina felt like a big bad guy in some story book who was off to meet her maker. In some ways she wasn't wrong, which she was soon to find out upon entering a makeshift ring.

The Alabasta sun beat down upon the her and the crowd, probably one of the hottest days of the year most of em reckoned. Barret stood around twenty feet from her and snapped his fingers to have her restraints taken off. But at the same time as his guards came to release her own shackles, men of different builds came up to the front. Each one slightly familiar to her, one was the brass knuckle fighter. He dawned a boxer's outfit,but his stomach was bandaged up in a similar fashion to her own. Next was the quick and shifty swordsman who she used as a human shield, who was still rubbing his crown and wincing whenever he even lightly tapped it. Last but not least, was the lieutenant she threw off the rooftop when they first started the chase. Each one had a cracked their knuckles with sadistic grins.

Barret exhaled his smoke and had them turn to him. " Alright your 3, since you were also affected by her actions I'll let you take a shot at er first. Jus leave something for me to beat down as well". The three nodded and saluted their captain. The three as if it were only customary to do so, held their fists out and started playing rock,paper,scissor. Reina stood there, a little miffed at the display. Not realizing that's how she usually acted.

" Alright little girl, throw your color of arms up, because these guys will get to smack you around for a while. ". She nodded and began to prepare herself and her power. An invisible air about her began to swirl in the hot summer sun.

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Barret called out to her once more, making reina's eyes furrow in irritation. " Yer just making up rules as you go along, aren't you captain"? The captain grinned at her to show his yellow teeth, a odd irony considering he was supposed to be the clean cut fellow and the fat slob in the cell had whiter teeth. " You have to stand there and let him beat you down hand to hand for 60 seconds. Reina's eyes widened at the absurdity, only to be kicked in the gut by the marine lieutenant. He grinned as she lied there, taking his boot and grinding the right side of her face into the sand. He surprisingly did not press hard,but rather simply enjoy putting his boot on her face and there being nothing she could do about it. Like she did, he grabbed her by the collar and tossed her into the wall and threw a few jabs at her gut. Reina slightly winced at the impact of each,but truthfully she barely felt each blow. Before she knew it, time was up. The man walked away at the sound of the gong with a smile, " payback's a bitch. Too bad I didn't get a better shot in though". As if a switch had been pulled, he went from looking as if he wanted to assault her, to being cheerful and full of glee.

Next up was the strongest of the bunch, the swift swordsman. He put up his dukes and began to dance around reina, faking a few jabs here and there. He'd lunge in and out, pulling his punches just before making contact. His smile annoyed her,but she took the attacks none the less. Unlike her other opponent she didn't mind being toyed with. Well that is until he actually smacked her in the jaw. Then another and another, till his arms were moving fast and ferociously. All she could do was hold her arms up and take each blow. While none truly hurt on their own, the combined assault began to eat away at her until the point were she was actually winded.

The gong rang once again. This time it was the bandaged boxer who was up. " I don't need the full minute sir, just one good unguarded punch. Barret nodded his head and gestured Reina to lower her gaurd with his hand. She reluctantly slowed her gaurd and haki, only to be punched in the gullet at full force. His hand dug into her gut and formed a glove around his fist as he followed through with it. She found herself against the wall, gasping for breath. Holding her side as it started to bleed slightly. The boxer smiled and said, " Ehh I didn't want to rough you up too bad, barret wants a go at ya". He said, extending his hand to her. Reina felt slightly annoyed at him,but reluctantly grasped his hand and pulled herself back to a standing position.

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Barret rolled his eyes and threw his cigar on the ground as the last of the three chosen officers joined the rest of the crowd. Who at this point were rather happy at the display. Truth be told they were already used to this and it was just their social time and to watch some poor sap get beaten up. This time however, they felt compelled to not speak as Barret stepped up to the plate. "Okay young pup, get ready, because I ain't holding back". From the crowd came a sword for Reina and Barret to wield. She picked it up and spun it around a couple of times, finally feeling comfortable even if she felt like she was outmatched.

With renewed pep in her step, she began to bounce on her toe as a boxer would as she waited for the gong to ring. Barret on the other hand eyed her with palpable intent, it was almost as if he really wanted to actually hurt her. Unlike the others who were now worried about her, the crowd in turn quieted down. All eyes were focused on the pair of swords man until finally the bell rang.

Reina started things off by lunging forward with her arm cocked back all the way. It was her right arm, held over her chest as she released her pent up fury at Barret using Dragon strike.  Barret on the other hand did not budge an inch. He parried her swing with ease and even pushed her back ever so slightly. She tried to push into him with both arms,but his one arm just would not budge. She pulled back immediately, circling back and charging forth again using Dragon strike. Again, barret caught the attack, but this time throwing her back with the force of a push.

He did not try very hard,but she herself was flung pretty hard as she rolled a couple times before ending up in an upright position. Using the stage as a stepping stool she fumbled forward and climbed up it with a single bound. Ignoring the pain she flipped in the air and swung again using crane strike.

Again the man would not budge an inch. She threw blow after blow, both hands on her hilt as she desperately tried to make something happen. Again barret did not budge an inch. He simply stood his ground and yawned at her attempts to be someone bigger than him. Reina felt her sides ring with pain. Even breathing became a chore because it too, stung unmercifully.

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Barret sighed,but he did not take his eyes off of her. " Reina, this is a lesson and a warning to you. If you can't follow orders, then maybe you should leave the marines". She looked back at him, grimacing but still holding herself up. " I can't do that sir, even if it means going against yer wishes sometimes". Barret lunged at her with a stern expression, this time swinging at her himself. He did nothing elaborate, nor fancy. It was a mere overhead slash down the middle. One which reina barely parried by forming a bridge between her hands. Using the width of the sword she used her normally free hand to hold it up against his attack. She coughed but held her grounded, refusing to get down even on one knee. " I hav'ta change the world. I hav'ta create a place where marines protect the people n pirates don need to be pirates to be free"!

Barret pushed down harder upon her, the pressure making her legs wobbly. " What a childish sentiment, what good can you do if you can't even stand up to me"? He growled at her and actually gripped the hilt of his sword, pushing down harder. She kept firm despite sweat trickling into her eyes and her body saying to give in. " Then I'll beat cha one day...I beat you all one day"! Barret pulled his free hand to his blade and shoved her into the ground and on her back. Her blade wobbling and grip becoming unsteady and his loomed over her. Still she did not give in, the same fiery focus and look in her eyes. He pushed down harder, inching her own blade toward her neck.

Reina struggled regardless, teeth gritted and brows furrowed. Then suddenly barret let up, slowly she felt her armed back up on their own. Till barret was standing above her, once again barkin orders at his subordinates. Two ensigns from the medic ward came out with a stretcher and still she maintained her position, as if she was locked that way. Her arms trembling and her fist which gripped the hilt of the blade tense and full of sweat. Soon she stopped trembling and her arms finally relaxed as the two medics loaded her up in the stretcher. " Word of warning little girl. If you plan on changing the world, then you can bet your ass that I'll be ten times tougher on you than I am now". Reina looked up at her captain, eyes blurry and head in a daze. She merely nodded her head as the duo brought her back for proper medical treatment.

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