Part 1.

On the Island Yotsuba, In one of the small towns neighboring shell town. The light of the moon was gazing down with a lasers precision catapulting against the glass windows, as its beam of light shattered down.The street illuminated by all the moon touched. With the street lit from both sides as the white light refracted, reflected and shined their was few places the eye could not see. The nicks on each side of the street would be pitch black, connecting with dark shades created by, trading packs, create, walls and even wagons. These objects filled the cold street orian, not to mention the visible breath from each soul present at the time. This created a twilight vibe mirroring an arctic mountains peak. 

In the center of the street  was a large man with quite a large waistline, " Such a great night...in it, guys" Two friends he had been drinking with would rally behind him punching the sky "We are the RAKES,,,.....WE ARE THE RAKES". Clearly all three of them couldn't handle their liquor and lost their minds becoming drunken loonies of the night. Based on their large black shirts with skull coat of arms plasted on. These men were pirates having a blast in town; a town likely to face marine patrols. "What idiots did i think to myself".

Me, myself....Elisa Darkwalker; was sitting ontop a tavern balcony as events unfolded. Using the lively spirit surrounding this area as my entertainment. I was reluctant to get involved in the festivities, due to previous experience regarding acting like an ape in enemy territory. Though this course of action would prove pointless, as I was being hunted by a beast of the night, thus trouble was not avoidable.

Part 2.

Another man by the name of Tomas, would join the three babbling buffoons wielding a broom “Right... you have had your fun now LEAVE!, i need to get some sleep”. The three drunks wouldn’t understand his words, yet would attempt a reply anyway “Good aye mate, fancy a waffle….” the two supporting men would say in sync laughing, as spit left their mouths reaching Tomas “ ahhhhhh that a good one mate…..fancy a waffle* their tongues would be hanging from their mouths as they spoke. Could these fools really get any worse i thought to myself as Thomas raised his broom “Gettta out OF HERE”. The three drunks would wander up the street disappearing into the night as Tomas started slouching returning to the tavern. I thought Thomas was a decent man and thus I stood up from my seated position, straightening my back, as a sign of respect I noded. Tomas also straighten his back as he turns his neck to meet my nod with his own; as he did, the images that I was building of the three old pigs disappeared. 

As my eyes laid down on Tomas creating questions within my mind, who is this man wearing half a leather jacket? A scoundrel, Another pirate or something else entirely, who was I to say. As my eyes flowerd around the rest of him; they begun burning at his sight. Deep black hair swept to the side, revealing a face with a strong jaw bone, clean shaven skin and his eyes, a intense blue.. Blue like the night sky. Suddenly a grim frown would bewitch his handsome face, as he continued entering the tavern, breaking his subtle connection with me as something startled him. Little did i know something was behind me, he knew exactly what was behind me. The one hunting me.

Post 3 

A demon was behind me, one whose fighting style would mirror my own. Luckily for me they had a sense of honor, not launching a killer blow as my back was turned and her presence unknown. A force would strike my upper back hard as she launched a rounded kick into my back. This attack would launch me from the balcony into the dirt street beneath. Moving into a roll on impact to minimize the damage I received, i regained my posture as i turned to see my attacker with both my arms risen prepared to fight.  My attacker would jump down, landing 5 meters in front of me with her large fist impacting the ground slightly. 

A daemon, it clearly was. Though i did not believe in such things existentance; something was a foot. Red silky skin bestowed this creature, with grouling red eyes, her fists were huge and seemed to be armoured by a strange scale like substance; i knew at the least they were hard,  as when she dropped to the ground one made contact creating cracks rippling out from the ground. Her Teeth looked extremely sharp, covered in blood, as if she just ate.. I dare not even process her long tail flicking side to side behind her; it was really ugly. A reeking smell of hunger was gripping my lungs tight from the creature, as each breath of mine became heavier. "What do you want?”. I asked despite knowing the answer, Letting out a deep lions raw followed by that of a howling bats she spoke. “I AM HERE TO KILL YOU ELISA DARKWALKER!”. Out of all the things this daemon represented, the fact that she knew my name was the most disturbing.  This fight was about to begin.

Part 6

With a new found confidence, focus and my adrenaline pumping I was ready for the next stage of this battle. I didn't know who threw the first punch but my fist was slamming into her face, supported by my Lockheart reds [fighting gloves] while her thigh was sinking into my stomach. Blood started gathering inside her mouth from the infliction, while i gagged as i became slightly winded. Both of us stumbled apart for a moment before diving back at each other, with our eyes driving in with determination gassing our veins. I had hurt her… just the reassurance i needed.

I dodged her next rounded kick ducking beneath it. coming up with my own aimed for the bottom of her chin. For a moment her eyes widened as she managed to tilt her head backwards avoiding my attack. The demon would use this opportunity with my foot inches from her jaw to bite my left foot hard. This caused raw pain to shoot through my body as her sharp teeth pierced through my boots and into my flesh, while i was able to iron up my body within an instant she still reached fairly deep into my flesh. My vision was blurred for a moment but i managed to grab her head with both my hands and thrusted my skull into hers. This counter attack managed to shake her off and even caused her to step back. “Is that all you got Miss Elisa Darkwalker”. Releasing an animalistic growl as i threw myself at her; smirking infuriatingly changing directions at the last moment, ducking under her crane kick and making contact with 5 combo body blows to her stomach. 

My blood was humming inside my very veins as my determination, anger and a kind of lust for battle was taking over as the conflicted went on “If i am going to die at least i enjoyed the fight”.

Part 8

The events had passed with the demons defeat and i was in a room with the man whose very looks made my eyes burn with affection, or maybe it was an aspect of lust considering how attractive he was. Not to mention he was on his knees voweling an oath of loyalty to me and talking about returning home before returning the favor. I did inquire about where his home would be located and to my surprise it was in the grand line; a place called alabasta. I didn't know much about this country alabasta as i simply hadn’t been drawn to its public history as i read about the countries within the world but having met Tomas it would surely be a future destination on my path to knowledge.

Though before returning to my own personal room on the second floor of the tavern me and Tomas would have a serious talk regarding why someone was hunting the users of the six powers and how she had located me not to mention my name. Thomas would explain that a researcher in the grand line had gone out of his way to identify anyone who might have usage of the six powers and wanted to analyse these people in order to attempt to create a 7th power but in doing so he angered the woman I had just killed and she simply was caught in the middle of their little war. I had caught the eye of this scientist with my actions in south blue.


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I'm lost, if this is a task.. why is it being submitted for evaluation