Reina began to head out to the badlands from the street's end. It was a simple but easy enough crossing. The badlands represented the parts of the island that may or may not get flooded with the money high tides. Out here it was not unusual to find disembodied remains or an abundance of dead sea life. Out there it seemed as if there was nothing but an endless expanse of battered bedrock and the smell of the ocean. The moon's light was nearly blacked out by the migratory clouds, lighting the place up before giving way to darkness once more. In truth she wasn't too worried as signs of light were nearly all gone. However in the distance she heard the sound of moaning in the distance. Although she had kenbushoku haki on, there was a moment when she genuinely did not sense this presence before her. These were people who clearly shambled across the waste land, much like the photos she saw recently. However they did not give off any signs of danger, or rather it was so minute that it was almost like they weren't even there.
In between the intermittent moon light she noticed they did not have a strong sense of smell, nor did they have a strong sense of hearing. They seemed to be shambling about in the target relying on sight alone. Just like a child without much of an attention span, they would chase her with high speeds when they could see her. But the moment the darkness overtook them once more, they would trip over themselves and behave as if she was not even there. While she was out there she tried seeing how they reacting to being attacked. Just as she imagined, they were not alive nor were they dead. Though they had hearts which glowed with a mechanical hum, slicing a limb off did nothing to phase them. Stabbing them did not harm them them either, which was dismaying to her.
A few times she would have to literally rip their arms off because the moment she was grabbed by one in the dark, its lack of pain meant they'd lock in like pitbull jaws and not let go.But since they were useless in the dark, reina only have to navigate her way through the badlands and occasionally toss a few away from her. However the annoyance of dealing with their persistence when their persistence lead her to play doctor with them.
Sometimes during her time out there she'd find out that they go down easiest when their heads are torn off. They also were weak to water, falling into a puddle and getting their electronic hearts lead to a sizzling sound before leaving the creatures limp. Reina would simply cover her nose at the rancid stench before finding a building in the distance.
During this low weekly tide there seemed to be the remains of an abandoned part of water 7. Mostly a level swallowed up in the past, it was covered in algae and the smell of fish pervaded the air.So much so that even breathing through her mouth, she could taste the strong salt air and rancid smell of dead fish.Normally one might end up glossing over this building she found in particular, but something was strange coming from below her. She scoured the place for clues while occasionally taking care of a zombie by flipping it over her shoulder and smashing its skull with a hard right.
That is until she came to a door leading into a basement. She pulled her Katana out and held it forward, illuminating her path with the fire of her sword, small embers just enough to light the way. The floor boards creaked and the sound of dripping water was the only thing she could hear with the exception of her own footsteps. Somewhere along the way she came across a console, metallic in nature. It was like a podium made of steel with a bunch of knobs, buttons and a big lever. With nothing to lose she reluctantly pulled it, leading her into the depths of the earth. She noticed the floorboards she stood over were actually made of steel and the railing which the platform she stood on lead her deep into the maw of the earth, lighting things up with an eery red glow and a rhythmic horn. Whoever resided her, knew she was coming.
The platform ended its descent into a small cell. The platform descended deeper into the earth, steel girders which seemed to spring back into place. With nowhere to go she headed toward the sound of gears turning. A metallic door began to crank open. This leading her into a round chamber with other cages. Behind them were fishmen who roared at her with a primal bestial growl. Multiple figures glared at her with deep yellow eyes, with a black pointed iris fixated upon her. she could see their webbed hands gripping the bars which caged them, teeth which jut from the bars. As she reached the center of the room, their growls seemed to communicate with eachother. As if the Jeering growl of one spurred on another bloodthirsty response, causing the fishmen to get antsy with anticipating.
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hahahaha so you want din din my pretties"? The fishmen started to pound at their cages and roar louder in response, causing the chamber itself to tremble. Reina noticed bits of rubble were falling from the ceiling. With no choice she extended held out her blackened blade and sprinted toward the nearest cage. The fishmen started to reach out, but were met with the song of their flesh being rended. She effortlessly slaughtered anything that tried to reach through the cage without thought.
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HOW DARE YOU DO THAT TO MY BABIES"! The sound of gears turning filled the air, the fishmen in response started to push up on the steel doors and slip through even if it meant cutting themselves in the process. Even though they were full of blind rage, the fishmen lunged toward her with great fervor. As the first two thrust toward her, she was pushed back with great enough force to tear the ground below her apart. With a single push she rejected them and concentrated her focus into her blade. It sung a deathly song along side the coat of jet black.
As each fishman came to attack her, she spend a second dodging them before lunging below their attacks and dicing them with powerful slashes that tore their bodies in half more often than not. Their attacks were numerous,but ineffective. Lacking the discipline of real fishmen karate masters, they would wait for them to group before cleaving an entire swath of enemies. With the occasion need to grab individuals and strike them into the ground with a good right hand.
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MY BABIES MY BABIES FUCK YOU MY BABIES"! The red head continued on into the chamber until she found an exit leading into a metallic lab of sorts. " Where the hell am I.."?As she walked through the room she saw glass tubes with fishmen floating in them. Hands in jars, floating eye balls, and chambers zombies. As a strong contrast to the atmosphere of the lab, there were slogans on the walls such as, MIX not swirl. She imagined the voice on the intercom, sounding like a squeeky rubber ducky while performing live experiments on all sorts of people and other living beings.
The more she stared at the victims, the more angry she became. She would begin tearing the lab up with her bare hands, smashing tables vials and other instruments using her explosive strength. By the time she left there was one lone light flickering in the background. As it flickered the remains of sparking electronic devices and a variety of substances oozed on the floor in her wake. The only thing she left in tact was a mask of sorts, one she tried on that actually filtered the air so she didn't have to smell the stench of the lab. As she moved through there were corpses of other people lying about, but these were not those who were experimented on. With a cursory glance Reina noticed they were actually the experimenters, all wearing the same kind of mask she found. Must have been some sort of gimmick she though herself as she made her way through the narrow corridors.
Whoever came through there left bodies in their wake, large crevices left behind by the what looked like jagged claw marks in the steel walls. Blood and guts strewn about carelessly, no as if someone was playing with the scientists she came across. Slowly but surely she made her way through until she came across a large chamber left mostly like a cavern unlike the lab she just came from. With a ceiling of 50 meters and a cliff with a drop off that seemed to have no drop off, she could hear the wind howl from below. A deep whirring which resounded throughout the chamber. There at the otherside was a gang of fishmen questioning a group of scientists.
Reina did not react to the site, assuming they were the cause for the atrocities she had witnessed. One called out to her, " Hey!! hey!!! are you one of dunkirk's mercenaries? If so good come and help us out hun! These filthy fishmen need to be taught a lesson"! The sound of flesh being rended filled the chamber again, along with the screams of terror and agony as the remain scientists were torn apart by the fishmen. " Now who's the filthy one? HUH HUMAN. ALL OF YOU. SHOULD DIE"!
The red head shook her head and continued into the chamber not paying any heed to the fishmen. " Where do you think you're going, human"? Reina turned to them and just shook her head. She pulled the mask down so that it hung around her neck. " It's none of your business. You've no qualm with I, for those people and I have no connection to one another". The fishman bared its grimy crimson stained teeth, " Do I look like I care human? You are all the same". The fishmen started readied their claws, water from the gloves they had on starting to form a sphere levitating over their hands.
These fishmen were faster and more coordinated than the others, the first thrust its palm forward to send a bullet made of water. Even through Reina preempted the attack, they managed to leave a cut on her cheek. It was as if they understood she was using haki too. Each time she would try to fight back, a fishman would keep her suppressed. His arms bearing the same jet black as her own, each clash sparks of blackened energy erupted in their immediate vicinity. Each time she'd fight back he'd retreat and leave to her to dodge and defend against a hail of water bullets.
Pushed back until she was cornered, she was beginning to run out of breath and room to run. Systematically they boxed her in, slowly encroaching upon her as if the kill was all but theirs. She smashed the wall behind her, causing the bedrock to splinter and dust to fall upon her. " Silly human, what do you expect to accomplish getting mad? C'mon and figh-- GET OUT OF THERE"! The leader roared, but it was too late. The fishmen were certainly attune with their haki,but not as much as reina who had used it her whole life. With speed much greater than she had showed off previously, she darted from the corner in an explosion of rage. The fishmen more attune with nature than humans saw the skull with even greater clarity than she would have herself. A screech enveloped their senses and even though they sensed the danger signs, the fishmen didn't know how to read them properly. With one swipe Reina from a range outside of her sword's range cleaved half of the fishman blockade. A small swath managing only to survive because the leader was able to react and protect them.
But his other comrades were cut down before his eyes, leaving only him and the two survivors from the first assault. As she approached them with with an almost instantaneous sprint, she kept him pinned down by slashing at his head. He sensed the increased range,but didn't know what to make of it as his last two remaining men were cut down as well. He sensed his gauntlets were reaching their breaking point, her blade singing a deathly song was reading itself for the kill.
WC: 2162
Stamina:398/470
Haki:80/150
-20 for upkeep