BY  MIZO.❉ OF WW

The stench of fresh death, gun powder, fire. The sounds of screaming and chaos alike, those are the sounds that would fill the soon to be battle field as the Dutchman moved forth, The Frog had seen many a scenario similiar to this one, and it did not get easier. Portraying war as a quite event, that death would always come easy to the loser and painless, that was something many pirates did not account for, sure they could imagine the noise, perhaps even imagine some of the gruesome things they could potentially see, yet until they had witnessed the sights with their own eyes, until they had heard the screams of those mutilated, slashed, slaughtered, poisoned and so much more. Each scream resembled a different wound, a different fate that the fallen would uncover, fell silently, their fates sealed quickly, many would bleed out, their lives fading slowly and painfully. "this is what a Dragon brings forth" the frog said very softly, almost as if it where a whisper upon the wind. For once he was so silent, no witty remark as he looked out.

He remained silent, at least until Junbei spoke, turning to face his captain the Frog released a small croak, a croak of confusion, Junbei was speaking all right, but uhm....to the tonfa's within his hand. "Great, I chose the fucking crazy one" The frog uttered shaking his head. his quiver had been replenished, Iron tips now sat within the poisonous liquid that he secretes himself, the zoan user's vision was also some what impressive naturally not including the almost 360 degree range of vision that he could see in, getting the drop on him was some what a difficult task even without the aid of his Ken haki. Looking to the battle field once more he sighed as his eyes also flew over the crew of the Dutchmen. HOw many of them would make it, yes, marines of all power, bounty hunters of all types, revs of all sizes littered the battle field, which meant their crew ahad a chance of taking some out, but it also meant the crews of the enemies had warriors capable of taking out their own members. The Frog was powerful, second potentially only to the Yonko, yet he knew this world had stronger enemies, and that they where never to be underestimated.

"Looks like CP-9, a warning to all here, If you see Cipher Pol members dawning white clothing, do not engage, run. Run like you've never run before, CP-0, they are monsters, even I and the Captain would have trouble against a single member" The frog said, though mainly this was for the fishmans benefit, the newb pirate was a big source of worry for the frog, would this be his only mission, would his habit of being stupid and over compensating for his lack of brain cells with pure idiocy get him killed just so he could show off, or would he be smart here and not try to take on anyone with a title that easily out ranked him. In this world, titles were not solely for show, they meant power. As charlotte gave the order the Frog would open his mouth to speak, yet the Navigator continued, even after seeing he was about to interject, a smile slid upon the frogs face as she set her challenge, while also finishing with a line he had pretty much also said to the super nova earlier that day. "Well, Im not starving" Hilda said with a laugh.

Then a new voice, moving upwards erupted. Rope flew through the air, hooped at each end, It would seem the marksman and the frog where the first to react, the one wielding the Bazooka took care of the speaker, while at the same time the frog released a volley of arrows at the ropes that connected with the ship, unlike Nico's assault, the frogs own would be successful, slicing through the lasso's that tangled themselves to the ship forcing those whom were climbing them to fall. As the smoke cleared, the crew would be somewhat shocked to find the strange masked fighter completely unharmed. The Golden dart frog gave a croaky laugh as he stood forward "Only five hundred million huh?" The amphibian Zoan user said, gaining the attention. "You ever tangled with a billion bounty pirate before" the devil fruit user spoke, as he did he unclipped his quiver and threw it in the direction of Charlotte upon the widows peak. "Take my arrows little bow-woman, might as well make use of the poison, I doubt they are gonna do any good against this idiot" The frog said. Hopefully the Yonko would thus understand the Frog had currently chose this fighter as his foe. "If you can't beat me, then you have no right to try to challenge our captain" the Frog said now standing in front of the fighter, perhaps a meter away. IT would seem he need not worry that Junbei attempt to interrupt his fight though, for something else appeared, moving quick, Junbeis changed voice would phase the frog for a simple second, he was stil unused to the Yonko's sound abilities, this would cost the Frog the first move. The luchadore took the frog by surprise, grasping the amphibian's only item of clothing, the sash his quiver had been attatched too, and with one powerful motion throw him in a spinning motion over the ship's barricades and in to the air at an astounding speed, the frog must have ascended a good one hundred meters. Yet the Luchadore was increadibly powerful it would seem, being of the luchadore style, he was rather adept at ariel capabilities and had matched the throw speed with his own jump, attempting to grasp the frog in an ariel grip.

This would have been his first mistake, for the poison the frog immited would be somewhat slippery, this meant as the powerful fighter attempted to grasp him, the frog could simply slip out of the grip. while at the same time now being in close contact with the Luchadore, the frog was now face to face, so he did what any Newkama Kenpo warrior would do. Well perhaps not what any Newkama would do, ninety nine point nine percent of them would more than likely wink. The frog on the other hand had his own signature style to release the given power of the NEwkama Kenpo, gifting the name Death Croak as opposed to Death Wink. The Frog released from his open maw a burst of powerful air, created simply by the forceful ejection of air that a croak releases, heightened to unnatural properties as they soared through the air. The resulting force would more than likely blow the two away from each other, though both would land upon the ground one way or another. The frog would land flawlessly, his legs having been made for such a thing, the fighter? Who knows. It was all up to chance, would he have a way to defend against the death croak? would it do anything to his iron skin apart from blast him back? One thing was for sure, this fight was just getting started, thus he activated his haki, he had to keep his eye on the prize, he had to win, but he also needed to protect the dutchman and his fellow crew mates, including the new pirates. The supernova had been useless in the last fight, so the frog already knew he could not rely on that lazy ass hole to actually fight alongside the crew, "Lets see what the Luchadore bounty hunters are made of shall we" the frog said as many of the lower ranked Luchadores began to surround him, though they made no move at this point in time, potentially awaiting to see what their leader did upon his return.

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BY  MIZO.❉ OF WW

As the dust from the fall of the Luchadore blew away, the frog whom was surrounded by an army of luchadore bounty hunters would sigh ever so gently. "I take it, this means your not going to just bow down and accept defeat?" The frog asked curiously. "The Lucha Bounty Hunters never back down Senior Frog, we came for the dragon, we shall have him, as a bonus, the Lucha Hunters will claim the bounty from the Red King, but first I Senor Quin shall take the head of the Frog" the largest of the Luchadores said. A murmur of excitement passed through the waves of fighters surrounding the Frog. Yet this would soon be drowned out by powerful guisers that exploded upon the earth. The dutchman ship located someways behind them would be struck directly by one of these guisers and shot straight up in to the air.

Due to this the Frog took his eyes, took his focus from the captain of the Luchadore, his head jutted to the side and upwards looking at the ship that was sent high in to the sky. "It is unwise to turn your head from your opponent" the Luchadore said, his voice was somehow closer, how did....the extended arm connected with the neck of the frog, enhanced with Buso to make the strike even more damning. Such force knocked the frog backwards in to the wave of luchadores whom moved to allow the flying frog to blast threw the crowd, skidding across the earth at such speed. Pain evident in his throat as he tried to breath, his body burned from the skidding of the earth. He only managed to halt himself from skidding in to the ocean by a mere milimeter, his head almost dipping in to the sea. He had allowed his guard to falter, this crew was damning, taking all of his thoughts about himself and turning them in to something else, turning them in to thoughts of caring and nurturing. It was damn right sickening to be honest. How had he allowed himself to care about a crew so quickly, not since....not since Wallace did these feelings emerge. "Bah" the frog said as he regained his breathing, shakily he stood. If it had not been for his own unique physiology that attack would have done much more damage than it had. Yet as he stood, the guiser that burst the ship in to the sky began to falter. "You are surrounded, and there is nothing that you can do, you can not penetrate my titanium hard skin" the Luchadore said, his cronies now surrounded Hilda in a half circle, while the main Luchadore, Quin was located within the middle or center of the half circle. "You know, what goes up, must come down" The frog said as he bent his legs.

The masks that covered the faces of the luchadores crew, gave nothing away, but surely the frogs statement would make sense. For seconds before the Dutchman struck down upon the water, the frog jumped. Higher into the air than the large wave that followed, its water spray unable to tarnish the skin of the frog. Unfortunatly, for the Luchadore and his compadres, they only now understood the statement the frog was making. As the ship crashed in to the ground, a tidal wave washe dupon the shore, the very shore that the luchadore crew where currently on. The wave would crash upon them. The force intended to wash them away, whle the frog himself would land upon the helm of the dutchman.

Watching, he would release a croaky laugh. "Not bad, Not bad at all" the Frog said, for what his eyes had detected was marvelous, the black body of the Luchadore remained. crouched, his hands imbedded in to the ground, used as an anchor, the power of Buso Haki halting the wave from destroying his firm and powerful body. "The Lucha Hunters do now lose, they do not bow down to the sea such as you fruit users" "Really?" The frog asked curiously. "Yes" "You may wanna take a look around you, I'll wait" "Why, what" the Luchadore cut of his words, as he looked, to his astonishment, his entire crew had essentially been swept away by the wave, probably most where dead, many if they were strong could have survived and just suffered a large amount of damage.

"Time to get serious" the frog said as he moved back to the ground, now once again face to face with the Lucha fighter. Now much like the Luchadore, the frogs skin would transform, the normal green and yellow/orange hue of the frog would be encased within the darkness of Buso Haki. He had yet to fully damage the Luchadore who was also now clad in Haki, He had the speed advantage, but his own durability was laughing compared to the Luchadores. Yet the battle of animal and Luchadore commenced. The frogs speed would outshine that of the masked man, but the haki he was encased in, something was unusual, every time the frog attempted to strike the body of the luchadore with his own Haki enhanced strike, his limb intending to do damage was repelled, yet the Luchadore did nothing, he didn't even move, time and time again the Frog's moves were repelled before they could touch the haki enhanced body. Skidding to a halt, panting the Frog glared at his opponent. Can't figure it out? the Luchadore said as he finally began to take on the offensive. But the luchadore had already struck him with haki before, he knew that the luchadore could hit him. So the frog was forced to switch to defence, weaving in and out of the powerful hitting attacks, his nimble body allowing him to sway off the brutish attacks. The two danced for some time, guisers continued to burst from the ground yet none found themselves in the way of the battle of the amphibian and wrestler.

The large arm shot above the frog as he ducked. His mouth opened and the pink tongue of the frog wrapped around the arm of the luchadore, with a powerful swinging motion he sent the man into the sky. His tongue had touched him, was the mans power down. Being in the air, the frog had the advantage and with his powerful legs he took off after the fighter, intending toslice through the mans body, yet once more his attack was repelled by some invisible force. It couldnt have been a devil fruit, the water from before would have taken him out, writing himself the two landed upon the ground and the dance began once more, this time though the frog while trying to think of a counter was unfocused and a glanding blow hit his left side. A glancing blow thats all it was, yet the buso he held cracked and pain, so immence filled him. He released a scream, something he had not done in sometime. Such pain from such a weak blow.

He fell to the ground holding his side, as the Luchadore grinned. "No defence can withstand me, you danced well froggy, but now you die" He brought his hands down in a double axel, intending to flatten the frog. Yet the frog would not falter here, his hands shot upwards to block the assault. Hands that where green, the blow landed upon them and the frog wrapped his hands around, straining to keep a hold of the monsterous strength of the luchadore. "I figured it out" the frog said as his haki receeded. Bringing his legs upwards, he struck the stomach of the luchadore, utilizing a scissor kick motion. Pain shot through the feet of the frog from the hard body, yet the force pushed the luchadore backwards. "Your buso is special, its designed to battle any buso, it repels attacks while letting you attack....but an attack from you can shatter ones buso, affecting their pain sensors directly..it an shatter any buso." the frog said standing up. "Not bad Senior, but its not just buso, it is any defence, i have even shattered barriers from the Bari Bari No Mi" he said proudly. "But now, now that i know the power is useless" the frog said with a cackle. "yes and no. your not powerful enough to destroy my buso, and eventually you will falter little frog" the creature said. "Wrong" the frog said as he vanished. Pushing off with all his strength, his speed made it impossible for the luchadores eyes to keep up. His eyes widened as the frog appeared upon his chest, a single hand held to keep him up, his feet propped up. Another hand shot forth wramming his fingers in to the open maw of the luchadore. A stupid move.....yes.

The luchadores mouth shut, in one fell swoop he bit off the index finger of the left hand of the frog. Of course another scream would follow, though with powerful legs the frog pushed from the luchadores mouth, traces of blood from his new stump followed him, he winced in pain yet held the luchadores gaze. "Bastard" the frog grunted in pain.Spitting out the frogs finger the luchadore spoke "And that is that, you fought well, though i expected more from a billion beli pirate" The luchadore stepped forward, though his eyes went wide as his mouth began to contort, he couldnt even scream properly. "Maybe i forgot to tell you. I secrete a poison that is now in your system. Your right, this battle is over. and i win" the frog said triumphantly as he recovered his now chopped of finger. He was no doctor, but maybe someone on the ship could sew it back on. Leaving the luchadore to scream the frog would return to the ship, blood trailing from his stump. "I need someone who can re-attatch this for me" the frog said as he battled the luchadore hunters who had been on the ship. It took only moments for the frog to clear the smaller scum, one of the crew men would come for his finger ."let me put this on ice for you for now" he said trying not to boke at the human finger now within his hand. "Ugh thanks" the amphibian said, though he'd really like it re-attatched, perhaps in such a battle field it was not plausable...for now.

BY  MIZO.❉ OF WW

He felt woozy, but he had to fight through it. The loss of a finger wouldnt stop the Frog whom would unleash his Ken haki from the dutchman, overwhelming was the amount of auras upon the battle field, Pinpointing his crews aura's was a difficult task in such a state, the crew was small in comparrisson to the thousands of enemies they had to face, and they where all scattered. Sure the crew had quality over quantity, but.....this couldnt stand for long. Eventually the crew would become sluggish, the vast amount of enemies was never ending. They had to find away to end the battle soon, the enemy had strong warriors, and the Cp-0 where sure to arrive, if a dragon was in danger. They couldn't afford to drag out this battle longer than needed. They had already unleashed an assault before arriving on the island and had no time to officially rest.

The winged warrior was well, he was doing nothing of use apart from defending the ship. Yet Charlotte and even that fishman seemed to be managing without his aid. Right now the frog was at a loss for what he should do. The battle field had changed after the waves and guisers, guisers still erupted periodically, but the battlefield had now became even more of a hazard, Dangerous to say the least with mud pools now causing quick traps, getting stuck in them would be the end, struggling to get out would leave someone defenceless.

There was only one course of action, bounding in to the air, jumping from pillar to post, the frog would make his way towards the Yonko, though first he would stop in front of Charlotte. "Gonna need this back now" the frog said picking up his empty quiver. He would then proceed to jump to the battlefield and making sure to avoid the sticky issues would pick up five arrows before bounding towards the Aura of his captain whom was currently still engaging with the Rear Admiral. It took very little time for the Frog to clear the given distance, perching onboard the closest ship, stopping periodically to take out a few of the enemies here and there.

Onboard the nearest ship which alas of course happened to be a frigging enemies, the frog would engage in hand to hand combat with the bad guys. At the same time he would have to shout. "JUNBEI, THIS HAS TO END. THERES TOO MANY OF THEM FOR US TO FIGHT SO SPREAD OUT, WE NEED TO TAKE OUT ALL THE ENEMIES IN ONE BLOW" the frog said spinning under a swords strike, bringing his fist upwards to uppercut one of the cipher pol members, sending her flying in to the sky. Using the mast the frog bounded to the highest pount, out of range of enemy attacks. Wiping an arrow head against his arm, it dripped with the familiar liquid of the frog. Notching the arrow in to his bow the amphibian Zoan pulled back. Breathing softly. He released the arrow, it soared through the sky intending to imbed itself in to the rear admiral. Whether it hit or not was of no consequence to the frog. He was simply needing a distraction. He needed the Yonko by his side and this battle had to end. "TAKE HIM OUT" the frog shouted towards his captain.

BY  MIZO.❉ OF WW