The Warrior Begins the Climb! The Masked Murder vs the Raging Fishman, Chapter 2 part 1

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Task Name:Reverse Mountain.....more like PAIN IN MY ASS!
Tier: 2
NPC or PC: NPC
Location: Reverse Mountain
Crew, Team, or Personal: Personal
Description:As he was able to finally begin to travel to the grandline, Draco noticed that a much larger ship that was more fitting for travel then the tiny boat he had been using for his time in the south blue and the bonus was......they were the men of the masked MURDER! MORE FUN!
Enemy Details: 5 Tier 1 Tribal Fighters, 2 Tier 2 Warriors
Boss: No

Draco had been using the ship that he robbed from those annoying ass weaklings that looked like tribesmen who decided to attack him as tyehy wanted to get revenge for their comrades and maybe get some money from his bounty. Angry flown through him as he remember those rather pesky bastards tried to deal with him, it was...really..... annoying to deal as he just wanted to enter the grandline. The thing on his ring finger also didn't look right........welp, he had to fix it cause he refused to look like a complete fool.

He then pulled up the sails and began to really check out the ship for anything and he found nothing but food and cloths. He didn't want the clothes which he then threw them over board but he left the food for late.....he wasn't hungry at the moment so he left the food, he then took of the strange compass like object as it then started to point in one direction while a regular one began to spin like crazy. A confused look became present on his face as he stared at the annoying piece of useless gear, he sighed before he then threw the old compass rather far as he smiled before it then disappeared while he then laughed his head as he saw the twinkle that appeared as he had thrown it.

Getting his ship moving again, Draco then put the strange compass that seemed to function properly in his pocket before he really got moving however he felt that something was off as he entered a strange and very weird mist. Anything could happen inside of this sudden mist which made Draco slightly nervous but it didn't mean he couldn't deal with it after all, he'll be damned before he gets beaten by anyone.

Word Count: 316/250

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Draco V. Zephyr had been traveling through the mist of the area near the Red-Line,
it meant that he was getting rather close to his goal however he felt a presence that kept on pissing him off. Something in this figuring mist was around him and the worse thing was he didn't know what it could be, it meant that there is someone that probably was trying to killing him......it always happens to him! 'What the hell god.....do you hate me?' only for Draco to remember that he didn't care or believe in the fact that god was around.

Suddenly there were very loud explosions that were set off and the sound of something falling came closer towards Draco's ship/home/fortress began to close in which made him prepare. He saw a massive rock appear just above his ship which made his eyes widen as he then did a Soru and kick the rock only for it crack slightly which he then did another that obliterated it, landing onto his ship with an annoyed expression as a roughly a thousand insults and curses went through his skull at light speed as he then realize all of this stupid bullshit just so happen to always be affecting him instead of something else...but he remember one thing that he always forgets, he loves fighting to the extreme...it was his hobby, addiction and life. Why wouldn't he not be happy that he wasn't fighting? A grin that was devilish and his usual one appeared before he roared in the surrounding area "COME AT ME, I WILL KILL ALL OF YOU PUNK!" Draco's roar echoed out to the distance by a great deal which would scare off the many annoying and arguably very stupid punks but judging by the past and Draco's luck, it would actually do the opposite however it would make him extremely happy.

Word Count 340/250

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The sound of cannon fire then began to come in, Draco leap up into the air before he then slammed his available limbs into the cannonballs knocking them away. Fist crushed the metal orbs, legs bat away the black spheres, elbows and knees making those annoying piece of shit crack and fall into pieces. Draco then used Geppo, the sound of air being kick away from rather extremely powerful stomp-like kicks as the large rubber fishman began to travelling towards the sources of the cannons going off only for him to be hit by one. It didn't hurt but it prevented him from using Geppo for a second which gave him a quite a shock which and that then pissed him off by a great margin.

A firing squad of 3 tribal fighters wearing light clothes that were meant for them to be around cannons and fighting off people that tried to take the cannons from them....sadly, their skills and gear wasn't really fit to deal with a very powerful fishman that was cable of using a modified version of the six powers with a devil fruit that made him invulnerable to all physical attacks that were related to blunt force...Draco appeared out of nowhere as he land onto the cannon with a great big smile as he stared right down onto the 3 which made them stand right still, Draco then punch one in the face which shattered his nose and destroyed the upper part of his jaw before he sent them flying, the fishman looked at the other two before he grabbed the both of them as he then swung them around.....around and around before he flung them far..far away.......they could really fly......now...'where are the other pieces of deadshit?'

Word Count: 311/250

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Suddenly the mist began to thin out and fade away slight but not by much as Draco peered at the area around his feet only to notice a strange piece of equipment that he conveniently had stomped on, it seemed like it had caused the strange mist to appear but he personally wasn't going mess around with the gear and waste time that he could have used to beat the crap of these 3 friends. It always meant that he was getting slowed down by these random guys before he meet the strongest of them, sighing to himself before he then said Geppo and began to kick the air to propelling himself away from the make-shift bunker/shelter.

Draco kept on traveling through the air as he tried to keep a eye for anything that would attack him or seemed to be something that could cause him a problem only for a rather large harpoon to blow right by his face at slammed in the rocks that were roughly 20 meters away from him now, it gave him a scratch on the cheek in which made his face become a fiery red as he then used his Gomu Gomu No mi and Geppop to close the distance between him and the weapon that had launched the harpon at him, he snatched any Harpoon that was shoot at him before he then threw in the direction he believe they were coming from.

The look on Draco's face meant that he was no happy in the slightest and the tribesmen didn't know they were gonna receive a beating from the likes of a raging fishman that could kill a sea-king in a single punch so....it was their funeral.

Word Count: 299/250

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A harpoon was shot directly at Draco before he then chomp right down on the spike,
his teeth are not only strong but sharp as he bit it completely off the tip before he spat it directly out of his mouth. Suddenly, Draco then gave a kick to the air that knocked him rather far in the direction of the harpoon launchers while he then gave a beastly savage roar as he then said "You're Dead the lot of you! All of you pathetic skirt wearing cowardly punks!"His powerful legs were enabling him to actually being able to move through the air but also at the speed that he was travelling at.

A group that was rather similar to one that Draco had dealt with was loading the two harpoon launchers that they had, the biggest one was ordering the two around as he then checked into his spyglass to look for Draco only to notice that he had vanished. He kept on yelling at the two to hurry up only for him to suddenly be smash directly into the ground, Draco landed right onto his feet before he then stared at the other two that were rather scared as he then leaped at the two of them which he tackled them both right into the ground. He grasped one of them to flung at the other and punch one of them in the face as he brawled with two, he was messing around which made all the better as they struggled so much....they were so weak it was incredible laughable.

Head butting the weaker one as he then slammed his foot into stronger one's face which destroy nearly every bone.Finishing his fight before he then let out a roughing laugh before he started to Geppo back towards his ship which would take a while however unknown to him, a large bird was beginning to follow after him.

Word Count: 333/250

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