Task Name: Whack A Mole
Tier: 2
NPC or PC: NPC
Location: Water 7
Crew, Team, or Personal: Team
Description: The duo respectively find locations where slaves are being held which open happens to be the gateway to getting back on the same path. Save the slaves and link back up before Elizabeth is harmed.
Enemy Details: 50 Tier 1 Soldiers 10 Tier 2's
Boss: No

Last time on Dragon z ball pee: Reina had just finished fighting the Pink, a literal child with a strange candy devil fruit power. As the little boy made of bubble gum and syrup was carried off by the children Reina set free, she looked the giant seastone looming over her. From here stand point, it looked to be around 30 feet tall and 30 feet wide. A monstrous door which was most likely to keep the pink out and leave him as a guard dog to do what he pleased. Reina sheathed her blade and took a stance before the door. She felt a light draft seeping through the door as she put one foot forward and leaned on it. She breathed rhythmically and cleared her mind, letting go of her reservations and doubt. Her fingers flirted with her hilt, dancing along it as she braced herself for the next slash. Then with one swift motion she unsheathed her blade and slashed into the door before her, with great effort managing to slash through the seastone. A square archway opened up before her as she slowly sheathed her blade and went in deeper into the cavern.

The Corridors were long, seemingly endless twisting and turning pathways. Most of which were dead quiet, the only sign of life being the sound of her own footsteps. The sound of her breathing and the barrage of questions streaming through her head. Perhaps even the drips of water from an occasional leak. There were pipes in almost every passage she went through, above head and giving off heat. Giving these wide corridors heat, making her feel rather anxious. With no way to look outside, reina was starting to wondering just how long she's been inside the mountain that is Water 7. Thinking back to her friend Lana, she was almost regretting her decision to tell her to go wait for her. Reina thought maybe she'd leave her at sunrise for reals, or perhaps if something happened to her she wouldn't go to alabasta and come looking for her.

Reina smacked her own cheeks with both hands, shaking her head with her eyes closed tightly. " I just gotta succeed....just gotta win before sun up", she whispered to herself. Somehow the self pep talk to acknowledge what has to be done rather than what might happen, steeled her nerves and allowed her to keep moving forward. Although now she was calm,but felt like her arms were a little sore. Her chest felt somewhat constricted, burning ever so slightly as she shambled down the corridor. Then out of nowhere the sound of voices started to come in clearly, her ears perked as the familiar sound of water surged against the thick mountainous walls.

The first room she encountered was more of a large open chamber, multi-storied with cells built into the rock itself. The chamber going upward several meters, perhaps one hundred. It was a large chamber too, cylindrical and roughly seventy meters wide. At the mouth of the tunnel she saw some crates to the side, thus without thinking crept behind them to see what was going on. In the center of the chamber was a man with what looked to be his children and wife. He was grasping them tightly, back to the gaurds with deep red scars coloring him pink, with a tinge of crimson.Burns from decorated his back, some searing deeper into him than others. He breathed heavily, hunched over his family who kneeled as they were told. They pleaded for him to back down, but he refused to budge, tightly embracing his family with his teeth grit.

Behind him was a pair of low ranking marines with a pair of hoses, and what looked to be a higher up with his grunts at his flanks. He like the ciphers she met previously was dressed in a white suit and cowboy hat. In his fingers he twirled a dart, laughing ever so slightly as he looked over his prisoner with glee. " Aye you ready to move aside old man? or are you pulling some parental love bullshit? You know we could have simply separated you anyways? right"?

He coughed a grunted, soaked to the bone as she clenched his family tighter. "If the choice is between letting my family be tortured or die with them in my arms, I'll pay that price anyday". The cipher let out a hardy laugh as Reina surveyed the surroundings. She noticed there was very little guard presence, so she could make a move now. The cipher raised his arm while letting out a hardy laugh. " Then I'll happily oblige old man". With the snap of his fingers the marines beside him, with their hoses attached to the hot pipes took aim.

Before they could pull their levers Reina darted out, drawing reaper's toll and slashing each hose before they could deal anymore punishment. Out came the red head, brandishing her blackened blade, permanently stained with the blood of her foes. The cipher stepped back and reached into his coat pocket, but before he could do anything she slashed forward. Cutting into the grunts like a hot knife to butter. The red head dashed again, pushing off with her right foot and wringing her fingers along the collar of the cipher, driving her blade deep into his gullet and splattering his guts on the floor.

The cocky bastard hunched over her shoulder as she dashed with him skewered on her blade and slammed him into the wall behind him. A loud thud let out in the chamber, the pitter patter of his den den mushi falling to the floor as his arms went limp. With one swift motion she threw him off and pulled out her blade from the limp corpse. The den den mushi eyes opened, the sound of a rather curious person was calling out to him. " Hello hello, #beta 39c, answer back now"! Reina picked up the baby den den with a mustache and clicked it its reciever, making it do its little bloop before going limp once more. Thinking it might be useful, she stashed the baby den den away and made her way to the family. They looked at her with an expression of disbelief. An understandable feeling when you're being approached by a woman who just killed a government agent while dawning their uniform. She removed her jacket and draped it over the father and slashed the chains at their wrists and ankles.

"It's alright, you're free now. fer how long i unno,but you should make haste and run while you can", she said with a hint of emotion. As she ran off to the staircase leading to the other cells,the sound of metal being cut could be heard throughout the chamber".

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Continuing his run Bazel was powering through all those who opposed him on his way to finding Banshee. A sea of bodies had been left in each path Bazel had taken so far. He had no time to sit here and waste against those who wasn't Banshee himself. Running down the path Bazel had been on he couldn't stop but think about the man who had just helped him against the guy who had some weird infatuation with Elizabeth. He came and allowed Bazel to move along and go help his sister in her time of need. "Where are you Lizzy" said Baz as he was starting to feel as if his search was turning up nothing. It was then a side panel was appearing ahead of where Bazel was running. Instead of going forward Bazel turned into the panel and decided to see where it lead. Once Bazel had cut through the panel he started to realize this area wasn't suppose to be accessible to random people. The room he was in now looked beat up and dingy compared to the rest of the building which looked refined and very taken care of. The smell this place was laced with definitely caused Bazel to cover his nose and mouth with his right hand.

With each passing step the stench of the room grew, Bazel was going towards another room where he could hear noise coming from. He knew he might find something he wasn't prepared to see on the other end of this door but he braced himself for the worst. Reaching for the door with his left hand Bazel would pull the door open to reveal a room of roughly 20 people all in rags for clothing and none of them were groomed. Several children and elderly people along with a few average aged adults. Bazel jumped back before he realized it was them as a means of being prepared just in case combat were to ensue. Those inside the room all looked weary and defeated along with hungry. They were gripping their body as they were freezing cold and Bazel couldn't really understand why. It then hit him that he doesn't really get effected by the cold much so he didn't feel the temperature around him often. He would ignite his fingers and walk into the room with the people. Bazel would still be on edge as he wasn't sure what Banshee could be planning. "Who are you?" said one of the younger slaves as they all began to crowd Bazel for the heat he was emitting.

Reina looked up at the cells, feeling the cold chill of the air as she breathed. For whatever reason she got a kick out of breathing and seeing her breath, it made her feel like she was smoking or something. She began to count, " 1, 2, 3,5....10....20--8... fudge it. Too many". She leaned forward slightly and began sprinting up the steps leading to one of many floors which stretched out horizontally until one would reach the next set of stairs. With each and every cell she stopped and slashed the bars apart. The reactions she got varied depending on the person. Some gave her worried expressions as she slashed through steel bars as if it was nothing. Others gave her a sadistic grin, like she had given them license to kill or something. Reina glared at them with the same cold stare she gave the ciphers she had  executed just minutes ago, promptly signalling them to settle down. " There's others down here who aren't in good shape. You've got time to smile, then you've got time to help". This person was particularly cheeky, giggling at the red hed. " N what if'n i dun lil savior? wut then"? 

Reina thrust her blade inches from his neck, easily sliding through the stone wall behind him with ease. The sound of dirt falling as she slightly pushed it inward, kneeling down to meet him at eye level. " I've no reservations here. If'n you're a villan mister, ciiiiiizzzzzzt", she said while making a slashing gesture across her neck. Just as easily as she implanted the blade, she took it out and kept moving along. Many of these people were not actual criminals that gave her tongue and cheek. The majority were civilians who were too afraid to take a step forward. Many shook their heads or did not move, only staring forward with a look of utter defeat. " Tchh, if only lana was here..C'mon you all. If your cell has been opened, then help someone else get out of here! We're all going to be okay!"

Her voice roared across the chamber, followed by dead silence. The red head didn't know if she should try to drag the individuals out on her own or keep opening more cages. There were bound to be more gaurds,but that wouldn't matter if they didn't move on out and try to escape while the time was ripe. Regardless she continued to cut down iron bars despite the aches in her arms. She called out until her throat became coarse from calling out too much and the cold. She cursed herself and her helplessness. She was able to kill people,but was not able to help anyone if it didn't require killing someone. There was many a people here without hope, many who were too broken to help. Others were skin and bone,huddled in a corner trying to stave off the cold. Many in tears not knowing what to do, muttering to themselves about how bad the gaurds will be. The rest simply gave her a look of contempt, the look that she herself wasn't trust worthy. Though they may look out their cells to see her, they did not act. " Who'd trust a traitor? Who'd trust a marine covered in blood? Yea she just wants to corral us together to get the job done faster", they whispered among themselves as Reina continued breaking cells.

WC:590
Stamina:442/470
Haki:150/150

It wasn't everyday that Bazel found himself surrounded by slaves and told their story. When Bazel was asked who he was he simply smiled and would kneel before he began to speak to the child. "My name is Bazel D. Wiggins" said Baz as the kid came closer and wrapped her right hand around that of Baz's before he even thought to put the fire out it was done for him. His body knew before he knew and the kid was probably the reason. She had curly auburn hair, with these royal blue eyes and a puffy cheeks that just made Bazel smile. When she grabbed Bazel's hand she had looked up into his eyes "My name is Julie" she would say as she looked back at the other slaves. "What are you doing here Julie?" said Bazel who would look at her and everyone who was locked in this room. It was then one of the elders would begin to chime in. With his cane he would press against the ground to stand, the sea of people had opened up like an ocean as this man stood to speak his part. "We're here to be slaves. At least some of us" said the elder which shocked Bazel.

"What do you mean slaves?! You're in no shape to serve anyone!" said a passionate Bazel to the man who just spoke. His emotions were high as he thought of what could happen to his sister in this same situation. Bazel couldn't even think with that thought in his mind. "Yes, Ban took us all at different points, if no one buys us we usually just rot away in these "homes" if you will. Me for example. I was an older man when I was taken, I grew older and eventually realized I'd rot in this cell" said the old man. That is when Bazel would go from the look of sadness he had before to the look of happiness and hope he was baring now. "No gramps, you won't die her. I'm busting you guys out" said Bazel as everyone around the room looked dumbfounded by what he was saying. "What's wrong guys?" said Bazel who was stunned to see everyone look so shocked "No one is use to getting helped around here is all" said the old man. Bazel smirked as he began to run forward leading the charge on the escape. If Bazel wasn't mistaken this place had to have a means of releasing these people. Considering he was pretty high up now as is.

With the final cell broken, Reina looked around to find most of the prisoners listlessly shuffling about. Some linked up with loved ones who happened to be there after being captured at the main headquarters. Others were too weak to move, some emotionally drained." Listen up, we gotta get going! Whoever can walk should try to help someone who can't"! Her voice carried across the chamber,but many did not respond. Until one stood up at the bottom floor and stomped his feet. " Enough's enough. Stop playing around little girl. There ain't nothing any of us can do"!

Reina grit her teeth and started to run back down toward them. " what are you going to do? Force me to do something stupid girl? Go back to playing like the dog that you are"! With that many others were fired up by his objections, it was as if he was standing up for them. They who were locked into cells just a moment ago were now jeering at the person who was trying to save em. Although Reina did not blame them, many were skin and bones. Some covered in rags and were being encouraged by a person who was the dog of the military. Despite this she didn't want to sit by while they boo'd her. " C'mon if not for me, then for yourselves! You have a chance to live. Take it"!

Just as he was about to yell back, a bulky marine entered the room. He was armed with a giant scythe along with a few riflemen at his flanks. In the background another sound started to roar throughout the chamber. It was a giant cargo elevator. Reina without any hesitation started to blacken her legs with a layer of jet black. Just as the grunts went to aim their rifles the mouthy civilian. He fell back, soiling himself as the real jailers came back to rectify the situation. Sadistic grins on their faces, they started to tease their hostages. Pretending they'll fire by saying bang bang. But as they were laughing their butts off, reina dropped down from her perch around 100 feet up. She crashed down upon one of the grunts, not feeling a thing due to her busho haki. The man a mess on the ground, was reduced to a pile of flesh and bones. His companions were dispatched with easily. A simple swipe of her sword was enough to gut both of the other gaurds. But as they fell the elevator finished coming up. A small army of marines were in formation on the elevator.

An officer with a big grin on his face approached her. " Well well, lookie here. We're found the rat".

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