Chapter 1:Simon&Mo

Hot, that was the best way to describe the arid wasteland that was Sandy Isle, not only from the heat of the sun, but the constant turmoil and state of unrest that the Island was in. The country plagued by famine and pirates, citizens turned cultists parading around as cannibalistic demons, revolutionaries hiding in the shadows waiting to be the one who lights this powder keg of a country up. The marines have tried and failed to contain the threats, in fact on numerous occasions they have failed to apprehend the primary contributors to the country’s decline. A mink bandit turned pirate, who wound up uniting all the bandits on Sandy Island under a single banner, after which he pulled the greatest robbery Alabasta had ever seen, leaving their currency without backing essentially destroying their economy. Then there was the sociopathic ‘pirate’ if that’s what you want to call him, as he was more akin to walking natural disaster, a plague of sorts, leaving nothing but death and destruction in his wake. And finally, Lina Askr, a small young girl that has become larger than life in the eyes of the common people, she was there hope and savior, someone to lead them out of the dark times they found themselves in, which in the marine’s eyes, made her the most dangerous.

The Rain Dinners was not exempt from their destruction, in fact both Helios Jackal and Bazil had previously trashed the place when they had first met and not long after Lina caused her own bit of mayhem inside the building as well. With the passage of time, the casino once again re opened for business and went about as usual like nothing ever happened, unlike the rest of the island, Rainbase did not suffer from a shortage of anything. As human greed was found in abundance here and the possibility of a quick fortune would always entice customers, whether they were of the wealthy or the poor, all those with some semblance of beli were welcome. Among those who frequented the establishment were a group of notorious pirates, their higher ranking members being quite the avid gamblers, namely their captain “Unkillable’’ Simon a man even the marines gave up on killing and his right hand “Poison Drinker” Mo, a snake of a woman, able slither her way out of any situation. Simon was a tables man himself, roulette, preferably Russian, and poker were his games, while Mo got her rocks off by pulling the lever down on a slot machine and watching the lights and wheels fly by. In fact, these casino trips were among the few times the pair weren’t attached at the hip, being separated by well over twenty meters of floor and a crowd of people numbering in the hundreds swarming throughout the casino’s first floor. The rest of the crew, ten members, were scattered about playing various games of their own. Among them, were four swordsmen, two pugilists, a marksman, and a cook, who’s abilities varied by the individual, though none of them could hold a candle to the captain and first mate.

“The boss sure does look like he’s having a good time.” Hizaro said, his right hand resting on the katana that was fastened to his hip, having gained ‘special privilege’ to carry weapons openly in the Casino along with the rest of their crew members. Using his left to point out their captain Simon, who could be seen brandishing a large smile as he collected a pile of chips from those at his table. He was a middle aged man wearing a grey suit, the jacket slung over the back of the chair, his white undershirt and black suspenders being completely visible. Wing tipped shoes and a thin black tie, golden cuff links and a diamond encrusted tie clip topped off with a smooth grey fedora covering up his distinguishing trademark of an exposed brain. Simon had the look of a suave gambler and he had the skills to back up too.

“Can’t blame em, guy like that cheats the reaper daily, think he’d lose here?” The bald giant of a man responded back with a chuckle, referencing not only Simon’s unique powers but his ‘win at all costs’ mentality, willing to cheat to ensure victory. Which was one of the reasons he found gambling so enjoyable, it was more akin to winning than anything else.

On the opposite side of the casino sat a young girl with long black hair that flowed down to her tight round bottom. She wore a black shirt with cut short sleeves that ended at the midsection, exposing her stomach and two large scars on either side of her abdomen. Around her waist were two studded belts holding a pair of ripped denim shorts, with long slender legs extending out from them that ended in a pair of black platform boots with a single metal spike jutting out of the toe on either foot. Her makeup was dark and heavy, her lips were black as night as they frequently kissed a glass bottle filled with a greenish liquid, a snake could be scene soaking in the substance as it swished around every time she slung it up for another swig. Mo was as eccentric as they come, she was brash and obnoxious with just enough crazy mixed in to make you think twice about sleeping with her. But not Simon, no, for all his charisma and power, he was like putty in her insane little hands, following her around like a puppy does its master.

“This is so fun!” Mo exclaimed, grabbing the elderly woman next to her and taking a swig of her snake liquor, pouring a abit onto the woman’s after she took her own. Laughing as the poison laced drink burned her skin, though this was a common occurrence when they showed up, Simon reimbursing or intimidating away all the damages his psychotic lover caused.

“She’s a fuckin nut, I don’t know what the cap’n sees in her.” Pirel remarked, watching the crazed young woman’s actions towards those around her she played the slots.

“Crazy as she is, you know she’s great in the sack!” Gin quickly replied back, laughing hysterically at his own joke

Side story chapter 1: A silent death [Intended to be Doctor Crafting posts]


A shrill shriek laden with pain awoke Lina from her slumber. She had to fight her eyelids just to open them enough to see an unfamiliar ceiling. Her body felt like it was on fire, nerve endings burning and sending pain signals throughout the back of herself(back,head,legs). The girl couldn't stand,but she was able to discern vaguely where she was at or at least assume where. The room was dimly lit and others were lying in a row of perhaps 30 people in just one direction.

They were all cramped and barely had the space to even move about. A man's foot jerked and struck her leg while a woman's bloody arm hit her chest. Lina grit her teeth and was about to say something,but they were able in worse shape than she thought. She turned her head both ways, to see they twitching involuntarily. With limbs seemingly locking up by themselves into unnatural positions. The woman was huffing and puffing, asking for the doctor every few moments."Help...doc help oh god what is this? someone help...me ahhhh my arm! CUT IT OFF CUT IT OFF"!

Similar sentiments rang true throughout the room, although it wasn't uniformly so. Some were coming in with serious gunshot wounds, others with unexplainable damage to their bodies that couldn't fixed by the staff on hand. Lina pushed herself up with the background noise of chaos on the other side of the thin brick wall leading to the outside work. She had  a faint idea of why,but right now her body and mind weren't in sync. She felt like she was sandbagged and her body kept twitching on its own. Usually if she held fast and concentrated on it, Lina could actually prevent the twitching. Over in the corner of her eye a man who looked as relief as a parent to find their child safe rushed up to her and grasped her hand. "I don't know who you made a deal with,but I'm glad to see yer well...as otherworldly as it may be! Now chop chop we got others incoming"!

Lina gave him a puzzled look,but complied shortly. She dawned her cloak and pulled her Nidai Kitetsu back to her with her devil fruit power. The doctor shuddered as he looked her in the eye, before pulling away as if he hoped she didn't notice. Even amidst the suffering and chaos of the tightly packed room of blood, excrement and disease; the doctor could not help but be put off by the girl he had just met. Somewhere in the back of his mind he had a suspicion this was someone to not be trifled with. Lina on the other hand began to look through his medical supplies and went to work without asking. The first patient she saw was a man with a gunshot wound to the leg, grisly black and blue skin expanding from the center. "This lead poisoning will get worse if we don't operate quickly, what anesthetics do you have on hand"? The man let out a morbid laugh coupled with tears of desperation. " Just rum..", he said rummaging through a cabinet toward the back of the room. " Then knock this man out, I'll check on his neighbors". This went on for hours on end as Lina helped the small hobble catch up with the workload and bring everyone as close to fine as possible.

By nightfall Lina had been heading out when the doctor called out to her, with a hint of desperation in his voice, " Who are you really"? Lina rubbed her chin and shrugged, " If you don't want to refer to me by my bounty, then just call The Doc". He breathed heavily and fought back a grin. "There's something I thought you could help me...no the people of Sandy isle with".


She gave him a puzzled expression and asked, " what would that be"? The doctor pulled out three vials from his pocket and said, " A man named unkillable simon and his girl, Poison mo...are doing this. Mo has had a history of testing her poisons on the public,but with the state of the land...and you being here---co--would you take care of them"? Lina looked down at the vials and then back at the desperate doctor. As she placed them into the pouch at her hip she said, " What are these for"? The man exclaimed, " I've been treating mo's patients for years now. Her favorites are poisons which induce paralysis, pain, and muscle spasms.". Lina inspected the bottles to find each was labeled with a certain condition,but the contents of each were questionable at best.

" I'll take a gander at these at my lab and see about preparing for an encounter with her. How many potential poisons does she wield"? The doctor didn't answer though, for he simply stammered and muttered under this breath. " It's fine, I'll see what I can do, take care of your patients".

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Chapter 2:The Snake

Hizaro now stood by the main entrance of the casino, he eyes fixated to a large cork board that hung from the wall, posters pinned all over it. Everything from hand drawn pictures to bounty posters could be seen on it, at the top was a large white banner with large black letters that read ‘BANNED PERSON’S’, directly underneath of the sign were two bounty posters hung prominently in view by themselves, while the others had been haphazardly pinned up overlapping the ones underneath. They belonged to Helios Jackal and Bazil Styx, attached to their already high bounties were sticky notes that read ’shoot on sight’, signifying how much damage they had done to the building during their last visit.

“Crazy huh?” Baal said as he snuck up on the swordsman who had been lost in thought gazing at the board, startling him to the point where he jumped back. “Just alittle while ago those two helped wreck the entire place and here she is, back up and running like nothin ever happened.” The bald man added, his bushy beard jumping with every word.

“Yeah, shame they can’t ever come back, wouldn’t mind having me a pet mink.” Hizaro laughed.

Simon | poker table

His eyes peered out from under the grey fedora, expressionless with a devious stubbled smile to match, Simon had it all when it came to a poker face. Winning was all this man knew how to do, ripping through the chumps that sat across from him like nothing, like taking candy from a baby. As the dealer tossed out the hands, Simon picked his up and took a quick glance before closing them up and fanning them out once again, only to lay them back face down onto the table, flashing a confident grin to the other patrons at the table. To them, all they say was a simple gesture of the cards, but to the trained eye, Simon had quickly swapped out one of the cards he had been given with a literal ace up his sleeve.

Across from him sat a large man in a ten gallon hat and a bolo tie and a pale toothless woman with slanted eyes, both of which were not to be fooled by this mans ‘bluff’. As neither was convinced he had a winning hand that they each held something better in their own hands, first to go was the man, his large grey mustache looked like a caterpillar crawling in place as he spoke.

“I dare, I dare sayya that I hear have tha answer!” His accent was thick and foreign, “Here is a straight flush.” The gentleman said, revealing a one of hearts, a two of diamonds, three of hearts, and a four and five of spades in numerical order, a straight. Looking on, the woman giggled, revealing her bare gums, having only a few yellowed stumps for teeth left. Fanning her cards out across the table she one upped the southern’er, having a full house of three queens, the diamond, spade, and clubs and two fours.

“Full house.” She whistled as she spoke, the air catching her stumpy teeth, all eyes were now on Simon, who’s cocky smirk never wavered, from the minute the cards had been dealt he had already won. Opening his lips, two gold teeth caught the light and shimmered under the shadow of his hats brim, one by one he began to flip his cards over, the faces of his enemies souring more and more as each card turned. First a ten of hearts, slowly his hand moved to the next, revealing a jack of hearts, next was the queen of hearts followed by the king, and finally as his hand moved to the final face down card, the crowd could predict what was coming next, it was the ace of hearts.

“Royal” Simon paused for a moment, adding to the dramatic flair of the situation, “Flush.” He finished, his opponents broken down in defeat he gathered their chips and added to his already mountain of a pile. As the defeated got up and left Simon began scanning the crowd, “Anyone else wanna try their hand at lady luck?” From the crowd emerged a slightly taller than average man, wearing a dark grey sweatshirt with the hood up over a red and white baseball cap, the shadow from the brim obscuring his face, sitting down he placed the minimum bet on the table and signaled to the dealer. “Oh? A challenger eh?” Simon mocked in an arrogant tone, knowing full way he wouldn’t lose.

Mo | Slot Machines

“Hehehehehehe!” Mo’s child like laughter could be heard as she ran about the casino, her arms out like airplanes while she made humming noises with her mouth. Gulping from her bottle at every chance she got, the extra’s in her bag could be heard clinking about as they bounced with every step. She wandered with the enthusiasm of a toddler in a new environment, approaching anyone she found interesting and striking up a conversation that was likely to end as quickly as it started.

“Why is it we are stuck babysit this loon?” Pirel mumbled too Gin as he kept up a trailing pace after the crazed young woman.

“Because if we don’t the boss will kill us.” Gin remarked, his hands behind his head, “Plus I really don’t mind watching her bounce around in that skimpy outfit.” He snickered back to the native Alabstan.

Mo made her way up to large beefy man who was playing slots with his petite wife, the couple seemed to be making the best of the countries state of affairs, their clothes were nice but not extravagant and they wore little jewelry. Things that were very common of the nobles in the area, these two were just regular joes on a nice get away day. Sticking her head between the two Mo shouted into their ears, “Hiya! Whatcha doin?!” Causing the couple to clasp their hands over them, the girl’s innocent young smile causing them to quickly lower their guard.

“We-well we are a nice couples retreat, we spent the day at the spa and now we are here for our anniversary.” The young women smiled, she was young and gorgeous, her skin was like a blank canvass snow white and devoid of marks. Turning to her, Mo’s face became flush and veins began to visibly show along her neck and forehead, in seconds she cracked the bottle over the chair sending the soaking snake to the floor, shattering the bottle into a jagged weapon that she shoved into the woman’s jugular. Blood spurted out like a faucet as the once flawless young woman now desperately clutched at the gaping hole in her neck.

Turning to the husband who had yet to react, Mo gave her most seductive look, “Now that the bitch is outta the way, where were we?” She whispered to the man with a wink, snapping him out of the trance, he shoved Mo to the side and frantically tried to tend to his wife. Distraught and confused, Mo looked at the man as if she couldn’t understand why he didn’t want her, was it because she wasn’t pretty enough? Was it her scars? Enraged once again she repeatedly slashed and stabbed at the man’s back, spewing hate filled slurs from her mouth as she carved her name into his flesh.

Realizing what happened, Pirel and Gin rushed to her side, “What happened?” Pirel demanded, quickly tending to Mo before those she was attacking while Gin created a perimeter around them free of onlookers.

“Sh-…She..*sniff*... She tried to attack me.” Mo began to sob, “I didn’t wanna hafta.. hurt her.” The girl put on an innocent façade proclaiming self defense from the ‘malicious’ couple and their attack. Quickly swaying Gin and the crowd to her side.

“Well, what matters is you are safe. Mistress Mo.” Pirel said sternly, his gaze sharp enough to pierce the veil of innocence the snake was wearing. “I shall see to it their will be no talk of this, Gin see to Miss Mo.” He mumbled as he turned to address the crowd of onlookers, bribing them into silence as Gin walked off with Mo, her snake like smile hidden by the tears of innocence.

Side Story chapter 1, part 2:Preparations


Lina cringed for a moment and forcefully made a fist as the muscles in her arm started to gear toward locking up. Had she been more normal, her body would be twisted like a pretzel and there would be nothing she or anyone could do to help her in time. She propped herself against a nearby lamp post in the dead of night, just outside of the Rainbase Marine headquarters. Their presence in the this sector of the country was rather sparse, especially due to the chaos which has wrought the land she walked upon. Their headquarters consisted little more than a few heavily guarded office buildings and a barracks where most off duty soldiers slept.

Lina wrenched a tightly balled fist and continued forth, toward the base with silent determination. As she reached the building, no more than a few meters from it, she placed her hand upon the ground. Several radio operators were stationed in the office building at all times, with minimal security personal since they were literally located just a few dozen yards from Rainbase's main barracks. Under normal circumstances back up could be rallied in a matter of seconds, but what would they do versus a woman who could make the 3 story office buildings float all by herself? She felt her power weave in the ground and expand over three consecutive areas consisting of 30m wide and 30m into the ground.  She sighed and took a deep breath before flicking her finger upward carefully.

The marines within panicked and stumbled about, " Wha--wat is this?! EARTHQUAKE"? All within panicked as the lights went out and the ground beneath them trembled. All those within grabbed what they could and hid under tables and doorways trying to protect their heads as they were taught in such situations. However within moments everything was settled. Many inside were stricken with motion sickness, frozen in fear. A few inquisitive fellows noticed the Raindinner's neon sign in the distance and shuddered, " r-r-raindinners?-what is this"!?


Lina walked in covering her ears with an exasperated expression, " Please no loud noises. I'm just here for some info". The others in the room didn't know what to think entirely of the situation of the girl approaching them in the moon light,but they drew their guns instinctively. Each one hiding before desks, chairs and other office furniture. "HANDS WHERE WE CA---N AHHHHHHHHH", what all the officer could mutter before a grumpy looking Lina made the floating plotforms in the sky shift. Which send everything tumbling to the left, followed by audible cracks in the structure. " Please please don't be rash! We can work this out young lady"!


She floated forth, with a smug look of satisfaction written across her pretty little face. " Depends, do you have records on Poison Mo"? The marine nodded furiously, with tears welling up in his eyes as the cracking sound intensified. " I want them, and her full bounty, dead or alive". The man nodded furiously and began to pray to himself as the feeling of impending doom overcame him and the rest of his subordinates. " No sudden moves", she said, as the boulder which the building was situated on began to level out. " guns here", she said pointing down on a table.

All those within cried softly and placed their guns on the table. Lina rubbed her chin and shook her head, demanding them to strip naked and leave everything on the table. After they were instructed to stand out on the 2 meter space just outside of the entrance and wait for further instruction. Left to peer at the near 200 meter height over the small casino town.

The commander covered his private parts and meekly lead her to the file cabinet with all of mo's files. Lina approached it and ripped it open, revealing a multitude of folders. " Which ones are mo's?", she asked with wide eyes. "They're all Mo's...".

Lina turned to him and grinned. She slammed it shut and lead him back out where the base had began to lower once more. " Alright I'll be back y'all! Have my money ready"!


Lina had spent the rest of that night going through the files. Some were sloppy and others were well documented. She could surmise that this place went through doctors rather quickly, with that bitch hanging around. Half the files were just descriptions a layman could report, while others were actual reports of trying and failing to save a patient.

Blood speckled some of the documents as she worked to discern and decipher the notes and symptoms. Using the preserved samples she acquired over the last few weeks, she would try and expose the cell cultures to the toxins and take notes. " Hmm, concoction 4 was a no go. This bastard must have either been under the influence of a downer, or the toxin made him stop breathing. hmm"...

Lina worked day and night to test out different concoctions and various naturally occurring poisons such as various scorpion and snake venoms. In her pouch by the night before Jackal had arrived at Rainbase to confront Mo, she had already packed 8 pseudo antidotes. They wouldn't actually be exact counters to what had been reported in files of Mo's victims, but they were similar to the aggregate of what was reported. She focused on the most common symptoms and developed serums based on them, after a little human experimentation on herself and others. Her arms were black and blue, from the different venoms she injected into herself to form a semblance of immunity. Most of which were essentially bad vaccines meant to prepare her body for the upcoming ordeals she would face. Little did Lina know, there would actually be a 9th toxin she wouldn't be able to account for as it only appeared in a handful of reports.


Lina's sleuthing had lead her to Rain dinners once more. Rumors she beat out of bar folk had implied Mo and her boyfriend, Simon, were avid gamblers. Lina didn't ponder why she hadn't seen them before, but it must have just not interested them she assumed as she approached the building fast. Floating around her head in a nice little bundle were 14 marine issued swords she had acquired from the barracks earlier that day. It wasn't long before she noticed most of the citizens in the surrounding area were fleeing the scene, leaving only a blob of thugs standing before a group of cloaked fellows. However the distinguishing factor between the two groups was one was bore a familiar insignia which she saw in Mo's files. On various parts of their bodies,but displayed for all to see was a skull and cross bones etched into their skin for all to see.

Lina had walked in on the convo when the seemingly defacto leader was waving his dick around for all to see. She smiled at him quietly as he and his goons were laughing up a storm. " Oh that's precious...but a man's gotta have confidence right"? The lanky fellow who went by the name of stinger was no more taller than Lina. He exuded an aggressive stance pointed a finger at her, " EYY BITCH, what'd you say to me"?

She knelt down and grinned, feeling her power form underneath them. " We'll have plenty of time to talk in a second hun". As she said this, the ground shot up behind them, cutting off their escape route to the casino. Two curved walls formed a half down around the men that cut off all escape, forcing anyone not able to surmount a 20m wall to be funneled right to her.

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Chapter 3:Medusa

Casino | Main Entrance

Baal and Hizaro continued to watch every person that walked through the doors, sizing up each one as they passed by when they noticed something strange. The amount of guests flowing in and out the casino abruptly dropped to zero, suddenly a young man, no older than sixteen, burst in through the large wooden doors, his clothes were tattered and bloody, blood poured from a wound on his head. Rushing over, Baal caught the stumbling teen in his large, rock like arms, Hizaro quickly followed behind him.

“What happened, Mitch?!” The samurai blurted out, frantically ripping off a piece of clothe from the suit jacket he was wearing, using it in a last ditch effort to stop the bleeding from a fatal wound. Dazed and confused, Mitch used the last of his energy to raise his right hand and point to the bounty board, his hand shaking like a leaf, he mumbled into Hizaro’s ear one last word as his final breath.

‘M..i-..nk..’

In a fit of rage Hizaro turned and stormed out of the main entrance, his nodachi in hand, Baal, dropping the corpse called out to Pirel who had just finished quelling Mo’s latest victims. Perking up, the seven foot Alabstan giant quickly made his way across the floor, having been known as the Killer P in the fighting pits for his blinding speed. Baal, the cook of the Simon Pirates, may look the part of a competent fighter, but in reality; he is just Simon’s uncle and happens to be a really good chef.

“Hizaro just stormed out, seems we got trouble.” Baal said to the man, seemingly stuffed into a slim fit black suit, his bald head catching the light just enough to blind those he spoke too, giving him an intimidating shadowed appearance. Handing him a bounty poster of the Bandit King and point to the body of Mitch that laid in a crimson pool a few meters away.

“Right…should we tell the boss?” Pirel mumbled to the cook.

“Nah, you two are the best fighters behind those two, right?” Baal responded quickly referring to Simon and Mo, not wanting to incur his nephews temper by bothering him for something a trivial as a single mink.

Casino | Bar

“Gil! Your so much fun!” Mo slurred, her intoxication clearly showing a she hung from the male pirates arm, sloppier than a freshman on campus. Gil, the lecherous man that he is, took advantage of the position he was in by holding her just the right way as to cup her breasts as they walked. Noticing this, the devious snake that she was decided to play a little game. Setting her shoulders just right so one ride hung off, cleavage in full view, her dark hair framed he face covering one eye. She looked up with a desperate look, a ‘save me’ kind of stare, she bit her lip, hanging onto the last bit of innocence she had left to give and leaned towards the mans ear, taking a small nip after a seductive whisper a sweet nothing into his ear. Flushed and frantic, Gil was frozen as the Mo had her way with him, she led him into the bathroom stall and began to rip his clothes off, throwing him into the wall. In response he grabbed her by the waist and threw her on top of the sink, pressing himself against her, moaning in ecstasy she responded with a kiss, her tongue danced in his mouth as the veins surrounding his lips turned blue, and then a dark black. The skin became pale and cold, poison was spreading across his entire body, his motion having ceased since the moment their lips locked, all he could do was jet his eyes back and forth across the room, pinballing about in a desperate attempt for help. Pulling back, Mo let go of Gil, as she did the pirates body fell to the floor, having now been put in a vegetative state before slowly dying, as the cocktail of poison that was Mo’s saliva would soon stop his heart.

“Hehehehehe!” Mo’s childlike laughter echoed in the empty bathroom, she kicked open the bathroom stall and leaned into the mirror, removing a black stick from her pocket. Uncapping it, she pressed it to her lips and traced a thick black line over top of them, smacking them a few times before blowing herself a kiss and placing the lipstick back in her pocket. Reaching into her satchel she pulled out another bottle, this one with a large scorpion floating in the bottle, “Bottoms up!” She exclaimed as she popped the cork, hitting the corpse that was Gil in the head as she opened the door to exit, only to bump into the chest of Simon.

Casino | Poker Tables | A few minutes earlier

Simon gave his usual poker face, his stubbled smirk set to mock his opponent, “You sure you wanna do this?” The pirate laughed, “You don’t look like the type who can afford to lose this kinda dough.” He said referencing his opponents plain attire, no response came, under the shadow of his brim the man across from Simon sat in silence and placed another four chips on the table, each one being fifty thousand beli. “Ohohohoho! We got us a big player!” Simon mocked once more, uping his own ante by six, “Lets not embarrass yourself now, the cards haven’t even been dealt yet.” His ego was larger than his bounty as this point. Unfazed though, his opponent once more called his bluff, first matching the six Simon had added, and then adding three more of his own, much to the annoyance of the suave pirate. He didn’t like being shown up, even less he hated being shown up on his home turf. As he reached for another set of chips and prepared his next insult, he noticed a drunken Mo being taken to the bathroom by one of his crew members, his marksman, Gil. Like a bull seeing red, Simon shot up from his chair, grabbing his golden cane, his eyes were fixated on the pair as they disappeared through the doors.

“Sir, if you leave the table you will forfeit the chips you have set.” The dealer muttered nervously, fearing of becoming a lightning rod for the bloodlust that now filled the room. Pausing for a moment, he unsheathed a blade from the eccentric cane and stormed off. Looking down the dealer slid the chips on the table to man in the sweatshirt.

Chucking, a semblance of a smirk could be seen underneath the shadow on his face, “We’ll finish this later…Simon.”

Pushing through the crowd, Simon bumped passed two men, both much larger than the normal members of the crowd, a tall lanky man in a red sweat suit. The other was tall, though a few inches shorter than the other, but was much heavier. They stood around seven meters from the poker table that he had been running just moments before.

Casino | Restrooms | Present time

“What’s this?” Simon questioned, monotone and blunt, his right hand gripped the cane sword, knuckles white from the pressure. Without missing a beat, Mo buried her face into his suit, crocodile tears running from her eyes.

“S-..Si-mon!” She cried, “G-..Gil he was being so nice, I wasn’t feeling well so I asked t-…to take me to the ba-..throooom!” The devious woman wailed, “An-..d when he did..*hic*.. He threw himself onto me, forcing his lips against mine!” Mo continued, telling her own twisted version of the story, though Simon’s expression never changed, moving past the young girl he walked over to where his former nakama’s corpse laid, a mere inches from an unflushed toilet.

“Gil…” Simon started, “He was first person I met after leaving my hometown, he was a local militia sniper on the first island I stopped at, who wanted something more from life than protecting a shitty little village…” The pirate mumbled, his eyes dead eyes locked on the purpled colored corpse. “PIECE OF SHIT!” He yelled, stopping Gil’s head into the tiled floor, “HOW DARE YOU TOUCH MY FUCKING WOMAN!” Simon cried out, his boot reducing the dead man’s skull into brain stew. After he was down he walked over to Mo and grabbed her by the hip, “My sweet…” He whispered as his lips locked with hers, the veins around his mouth spreading out like spider webs across his face, when suddenly a straw like entity emerged from his back and collapsed to the ground holding its throat as they finished their lovers embrace. Outside of the bathroom, a man in his mid twenties sat at the bar talking to a young, voluptuous woman, when he suddenly collapsed gasping at his throat as his skin turned purple and veins ran like roadways across his face.

Mo looked him in the eyes and smiled, her eyes filled with hope and what could he mistaken for genuine love, “You are the only man for me, Simon” She whispered as she buried herself in the man’s chest once more.

Side Story chapter 1, part 3:

Lina cracked her knuckles as she was getting ready for a fight, when Jackal leaped off like a speeding bullet. Her eyes widened as he moved as quickly as her master, nearly moving too fast for her eyes to even keep track of him. "woah coool", she said with an agape mouth. That is until he struck the penis flaunter named Sting, flattening him into the ground into what seemed to be more than an, explosive kick. Sinbad pulled her back as she covered her eyes, shielding herself from the explosive force and gust of wind nearly throwing her back. A few pebbles pelted her stomach,but nothing too excessive as she was far from his blast radius. However even after the fight continued she merely stared blankly at the scene unfolding before her very eyes.


The sound of gunfire brought flashbacks of Bazil Styx and his excessive use of force using his devil fruit. The straw that broke the camel's back for just a moment, was none other than Jackal's explosive kick. Although Lina wasn't entirely sure, but she had a distinct feeling it was a devil fruit which caused that. She swat the air with a powerful swipe of her arms to send the debris to the way side as Jackal back peddled. She glared at him as he did his trademark laugh.


At first Lina turned away from him contemplating what power she assumed he had, but the other part of her felt compelled to ask. She bit her nail for a second and trembled a little, before grabbing his collar and asked, " Where did ya learn to do that Furry dude"!? Her fingers clenched around his collar. She was also oblivious to the face mask he put on her. That is, until a bullet stuck her stomach and threw her back a few paces. It plowed into her abdomen and sent her staggering a few steps before she could actually recover. She breathed hard and looked toward rest of Mo's men who were fighting with jackals. She ripped the mask off with a deep frown and furrowed eyebrows, as her weapons floating around her started to spin wildly. " HEY FUCKERS THAT HURT"!

With a single gesture of her arm thrusting forward, 14 blades of different sizes and shapes rushed forth and began to slice through Mo and Simon's men. She clenched her fist, to make the blades sing a deathly song as they flew about and struck random grunts in various spots on their bodies. Upon seeing Lina a few tried to draw their weapons, but she swiped down and thrust her palm forward. Which caused the blades to slash their guns in half, along with the random arm or leg.

" Oops...that time it was unintentional....my bad", she said with a shrug of her shoulders. " Now then, where is this asswipe named Poison Mo? I gotta' bone'ta pick with'er"! As she said this, most if not all of the survivors who weren't locked in combat(around 98) fled back to the wall and pressed against it. Trying to recoil from the woman pointing at them with grisly floating swords around her.

Spoiler:

Side Story Chapter 1, part 4: Meeting the lovely couple


"It's not like I wanted a cool moment or anything", Lina said under her breath, frozen with red cheeks. She shook her head and made her way through the fighting crowd. She would dodge and sway through their quarreling, maybe even block an attack every now and then. Upon reaching her wall she'd look back on Jackal, noticing something quite off about him. As she laid eyes on him and the samurai he was dealing with, there was a flash of energy she wasn't quite sure of. Lina had the urge to actually go and rush up to him and find out what that was. To use we'd think of electro as lightning, but to her it was the first time she got a good look at it. Like actually the first time she could calmly take it in unlike the incident at Drum. " How does he have tw---ooooo"?

Her train of thought was interrupted though, by a colossal shadow cast over her and a whirring on the wind. The girl drew her blade and used the face of the Nidai Kitetsu to block the incoming attack. The clash send gusts of powerful wind flying out in all directions and made the ground under her crack.  She could feel her footing getting loose as the the sound of stress reverberated through the earthen wall. " You know, that was pretty good for a little girl", he said laughing out loud by himself. Lina though pushed back fairly easily and took one monster step forward to highlight the difference between the two of them. She snapped her fingers with her free hand, and applied more pressure than he could actually withstand. In the instant when he was trapped between two bad choices, her flying blades or risking being slashed by her grisly demonic sword, he chose the former. A roar of pain escaped him as he first three blades skewered his right leg.

In that instant he lost all his leverage and was tossed away by Lina shoving him off her sword. She snapped her fingers again while he was in mid air, the three swords still stuck within him.They carried him up, just a few meters from where lina stood. " I could probably say the same thing,but I need info. Where's Mo at"? The man grunted and tried to bend upwards to pull the swords out. Though try as he might, the pain that shot out of his leg as he struggled and even yanked on them caused him to cry out hysterically. "I don't knowwwww what yer talking 'BOUT. LET.MET.DOWN". His voice had a hint of agony and his teeth were grit as a fresh coat of crimson traveled down his leg. " then make it easy for yourself, just lead me to Mo", she said poking at the viper emblem on his shoulder. The very same on Stinger and the rest of the grunts fighting below.

The big proud man tensed up before relenting. The two of them entered the Casino rather easily, despite the uproar. Lina tensed up for a second, pausing just for a moment in order to inject her arm with a syringe. Those who look onto her knew who she was or at least had some inkling of her. The flying swords spread like wildfire from survivors of the day she announced her presence to the world. It started with marines who talked of a small girl who controlled swords, which then brought up the rumors about the marine hospital. The one which she ransacked in retaliation for not treating her master. Which brought up the rumors about the ciphers on the island who were dealing with the black market, only to have their goods destroyed in a mysterious fire.

All these things culminated in the minds of the casino goers who were looking at the giant hostage she brought along with her, with such great ease. Lina would stand around non chalantly as if she was just merely shooting the breeze with the giant, as he gasped for air and was becoming less coherent by the moment. The scene made people cringe. Others simply ran thinking Rain dinners was cursed and that this was a demonic spirit in their presence. That's when things came to a halt. The lovey dovey couple would stop when they saw Pirel floating upside down and covered in blood.


"Is this your little boy, sorry, he was lost", Lina said with an soft smile. She snapped her fingers to pull the bloodied swords from his leg, letting him drop with a blunt thud on the marble floor. " Hello Mo, tell yer girlfriend to step aside if she doesn't want to get hurt". Lina would say while placing one hand on the hilt of her sheathed Nidai Kitetsu.

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Chapter 4:Rainy Dinners Royalty

Casino | Bar

Simon and Mo stood by the bar, holding up two fingers on his right hand the pirate motioned towards the barkeep, who quickly responded with a large unopened bottle of ‘King’s Blood’ and poured out enough for the two glasses. Reaching over, the couple each grabbed one of the glasses and interlocked their arms together, presses the glasses against the other’s lips, tilting their wrists ever so slightly as the crimson wine rushed down their throats. All the while giggling at each other in a sickeningly, lovey dovey way.

Pulling the glasses back, Simon noticed a peculiar sight in the distance, a bloodied Pirel floated through the air towards their location. A stern look on his face, Simon took the glass from Mo, and along with his placed it down on the bar top. Now, floating mere meters away from the couple, the pirate noticed a small cloaked girl tailing behind the flying Alabstan. With a snap of her fingers, Pirel fell to ground as the blades that impaled his leg freed themselves from the flesh sheathe that was his limb, his bald head cracked open as it struck the marble floor, spilling a fresh sheet of crimson onto the pearly white ground. As his body hit the floor, the girl’s gaze locked with Simon’s before she began to speak, clearly under the assumption that he was Mo.  The unkillable man looked down on his battered nakama before sending a swift kick straight to his gut.

“Hahaha, couldn’t even beat a little girl.” Simon laughed as he kicked Pirel again, causing blood to spurt out from his mouth. Looking back up to girl in the crimson, Simon smirked “And by the way little lady, my name aint Mo.” The pirate laughed and pointed to the woman who now stood directly behind him with his thumb. Peering over his shoulder, the woman burst out into laughter, mocking the sorry state Pirel had found himself in, while Simon was no push over, Mo was down right ruthless, beating on the half dead man while spewing out Alabstan racial slurs and his overall lack of competence, all the while her childlike laughter filled the casino, drawing the attention of those around them. However, no help would come for the beaten man who rested in a pool of his own blood,  for Simon and Mo were royalty here and Rainy Dinners was their kingdom.

Taking a moments rest from the torture, Mo locked eyes with the cloaked girl, “Yeah…” She whispered, “I’ve seen you before! Your that Lina chick!” She continued, referencing Lina’s bounty that hung on the board right below Bazil and Jackal’s, “You’re one brave little cunt, ain’tcha?!” Mo barked, guzzling down the rest of the King’s Blood wine she took the empty bottle and shattered it over counter, creating a crude bladed weapon, the jagged edges of the glass jutted out at varying lengths. Holding the broken bottle so it pointed at Lina, the clear green glass became tinted black along with her right hand and upper part of her wrist. “You tryna dance, bitch?!”

“Ohohoho!” Simon mused, “Must be my lucky day to see two fine women such as yourselves brawl it out.” He finished, drawing the ire of Mo by inadvertently calling Lina attractive. In a fit of rage, the snake woman slashed her bottle towards Simon’s throat, one of the longer edges just barely making contact with his skin, leaving a shallow wound across his neck.

“If you think she’s so fucking cute, why don’t you fuck her then?!” Mo cried out, her face was beat red as she swung her weapon at the pirate frantically, “I’ll kill you, you fucking cheating bastard!” In her fit she thrusted her bottle into Simons chest, piercing through his skin, in response the pirate captain wrapped his arms around the woman, restricting her movements so all she could do was look into his eyes.

Simon, his eyes pure and honest, “Mo, my darling, you are the only woman for me.” He whispered to her, kissing her on the forehead, this one simple action quelled her rage.

Mo’s innocent eyes now locked with Simon’s after her forehead peck, “Oh Simon..” She whispered before turning back to Lina, “I’m sorry I let this cunt get in between us.” She mused, shooting a dagger like gaze at the girl. Suddenly, Simon’s face began to turn purple as he grasped as his throat, the wound Mo had inflicted earlier, though shallow it drew blood, giving the poison that was on the bottle an entryway into the pirate’s bloodstream. Collapsing to the ground, Simon clutched his throat, eyes bulging out of his head, then suddenly a scarecrow like figure split from his body, mirroring what Simon had been going though as the entity struggled and died on the floor. At the same time, one of the men that was stationed outside of the building also clutched his throat before dying of asphyxiation, while Simon sat up from the floor as if nothing had ever happened.

Her eyes fixated on Lina once again, Mo flew at her in a fit of rage, slashing at her chest with the broken, haki enforced bottle, “I’ll cut you!” She shouted, “You fucking bitch

Side story Chapter 1, part 5: Mo


Lina responded instinctively by placing her hand on her blade when it dawned on her what what actually going on. The woman had for one reason or another went from being a tough boisterous woman with the intent of starting a fight with her, when out of the blue she began to have a lover's spat with the well dressed fellow Lina had assumed to be Mo. Lina's face contorted in disgust as the people around her, namely the other gamblers were already heading for the exits as naturally as she was ready to draw her sword. The couple had embraced one another with a barrage of sweet nothings that made Lina's stomach twist in agony, before the man started to act funny. The swordswoman stepped forward a few paces to get a better look at the man.

She barely recognized what was going on. These symptoms were that of the great rattler of Sandy isle, only found in the harsh dunes furthest in land where no one has been able to settle. Where the environment is harsh and the animals are harsher. Although Lina couldn't figure out what was causing the convulsions and muscle spasms the man was going through, but the blue skin was a sign of the snake's poison. An upper which causes instant hypertension coupled with paralyzed lungs caused a person to look like a smurf.

Although what really surprised Lina was how the man seemingly got up moments later like nothing had happened. " What the--heck", she said on her tippy toes trying to get a peek of him. Although before she could say anything more Mo has become enraged once again, like as if she had an on and off switch. Lina saw the Buso haki on the broken bottle in the periphery of her eye and in turn responded with her own. She parried the first blow, but was striken with such force for what seemed to be an amateur's strike( Making Mo a pugilist, so bottle is operating at secondary). The bottle had broken almost instantly as expected, but Mo used her existing momentum to pivot her opposite leg to send a kick toward Lina's gut.

Lina responded by nearly limboing at a 90 degree angle to avoid the attack. The force from the attack was like a condensed hurricane had rushed forth, sending Lina crashing into the ground. However using the training of The Demon's Bane she instinctively rolled backwards and began to create distance between her and Mo. The woman laughed heartily began to take advantage of her superior strength and speed by giving chase. Lina's only saving grace was the woman's lack of control. Mo would rush forward without a care in the world, slamming her fist into the ground like a mad dog. Each attack would send slot machines flying like mere pebbles as she charged toward Lina like a cannon ball, but always lacked the coordination to land a hit on the floating swordswoman.  

Although the gusts of wind resulting from her swings would send Lina flying about like a wrapper in the wind. Mo had in the next instant, bounced off the ceiling using her strength to send her flying toward Lina who responded in turn by strafing just out of the way of her attack. "Hey bitch what are you scared of me? HAHA TAKE A SWING IF YOU DARE"! Mo standing in her own crater had a cocky grin as she pointed to Lina, gesturing for her to come forth.


Lina's brows furrowed with a expression full of blood lust initially. She felt her body tense up and her breathing become slightly shallow for a moment when she was trying to think of a way to counter the woman's speed and strength. However there was something about the woman that made Lina grin. " It's obvious you've the strength of a beast and the attitude to match, despite your doll like appearance bitch"! As lina started to float down slowly while sheathing her sword,Mo began to prepare herself to attack again when she noticed Lina's guard seemed to have glaring holes in it. " What are you playing at little cunt? You know? You're not worth my time". It's true mo was known for attacking people even after she herself runs, like a cowardly little bitch, but she only did so for people she recognized as an enemy. " Aww is that it? shoot what a bummer", Simon said with a momentary look of disappointment, before his expression turned into a shit eating grin. Mo's hands balled up into a fist as she stamped before Simon daintily. " hey beast"! For the first time in years Lina pulled off her cloak in a flashy fashion that made Mo grimace.


" C'mon ya overgrown cow, come and get meh"! Simon burst into laughter at the little swordswoman's display and Mo responded by slamming her fist into his gut, sending Simon flying back into dozens of slot machines that flew like nothing. " Awww hunny! HUNNY BUNNY"! Although it was too late as Mo rushed toward Lina with full force. Like a bull rushing forth with an overwhelming bloodlust, Mo threw an uncoordinated and heavy handed punch which Lina read like a book. "ORAH ORAH BITCHHHHHH"!

Lina let go of the cape and strafed to the left as the woman ripped her cloak to shreads. Before her attack could land on the ground, Lina had slashed out using Silver fang while she strafed, leaving Mo who couldn't quite keep up with her own attack open to an attack. The blackened blade sung a vengeful song as ripped into Mo's gut. There was a loud roar from Simon who rushed toward Lina as he saw the fresh coat of blood being cleaned from Lina's blade with a harsh swipe to the right. He in term dashed toward her like a freight train, stomping with each step which caused the whole casino to shake like there was an earthquake shaking the earth asunder. Lina responded by leaping into the air, dancing above the couple.

" Tch that's what she ge---what"?! All simon did according to Lina's eyes was kiss his woman, but in turn her grisly sword wound had seemingly disappeared. While a scream from one of the bystanders still trapped in the room reverberated through out the main casino chamber. " OMG BILL WHAT HAPPENED TO YOUR CHEST"??!?! Lina had let herself float back as she saw the woman holding her little boy, whose guts spilled out on the floor. The couple on the other hand was rejoicing as if they just reunited after a year apart. Lina slammed her fist into the ground, catching their attention, but it was just a ruse. Lina was taking control of a 1/2 of the 180m main chamber of Rain Dinners. Her powers flooded the ground faster than she had ever imagined they could. She began to walk toward the couple as the earth below them began to tremble with her rage. " Before I was just here because you poisoned my French fries, but now it's personal".

Lina had a malicious smile on her face. Something her family would attest to her almost never doing. The last time she smiled was when she left home after fighting with her parents. This time, a combination of confusion and rage was overwhelming her as she witness the little boy's eyes roll into the back of his head. A smile was all she could do to contain her emotions at that moment. Mo pushed Simon away, going from lovey dovey girlfriend to raging beast again. " Round 2, bitch"?

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Chapter 5:Girl Fight!

Casino | Bar

The Casino came alive, Mo and Lina were now engaged in a full scale brawl, the surrounding patrons slowly making their way to the exits, those who came regularly new this wasn’t an isolated event. Every time the couple came to the Rainy Dinners, at least one person died, that’s just how they were and since even the marines had given up on coming after them. They were free to do as they pleased, the king and queen of the casino.

Simon looked on as his dearly beloved fought like a feral animal, her swings were vicious and uncoordinated, her raw power though more than made up for her lack of skill. Not to mention the poison that laced her bodily fluids. After a moments pause, Lina teased the beast of a woman, flashing her red cloak like a bull fighter, antagonizing Mo with insults about her appearance, goading her into another fight. In response, Mo stuck both of her fists inside her mouth at once, sucking and slobbering on them until they were coated in spit. Removing them from her mouth, a black coating appeared on the lower half of her arms, now dark as night and poisoned mucus dripping from her nails, an enraged Mo flew at Lina once again, her fit of rage worse than before.

Casino | Slot machines

After Simon had stormed out on his opponent to meet up with his woman, he had forfeited the game and rescinded his chips to his opponent, after which the man with the baseball cap took his winnings and met up with the two much larger men that had sat in the back of the crowd. They watched as the crowds dispersed as more and more people began to head towards the exits. Loud crashing noises could be heard, insults being thrown like knives, all this fight was missing was a bit of hair pulling and some baby oil and it would have been a grand old time for those who watched. Instead, the only thing that lubed up Mo was her poisoned spit, though the sight of seeing her fit two whole fists in her mouth definitely won some of the men over.

Scanning the room, the man in the cap noticed something odd, out of all the people exiting, he could see small shadow dipping in and out of the masses, solid snaking his way to a vantage point behind the slot machines to the right of the bar. From here, Simon and Mo would have no way of spotting the voyeur as he enjoyed the show, but after taking up his post, the capped man noticed something about odd and in response knifed his way through the crowd, motioning the other two to keep an eye in the fight across the room. The man snuck up to about five meters away, close enough to notice that this was no man, but mink, specifically Helios Jackal, the most wanted mink on Sandy Isle. Quickening his pace, he covered the five meter gap in seconds, ending up right behind the minkman, tapping him on the shoulder.

“Ayo…” The man mumbled, “What up little bro?” He said, tilting his up enough to reveal his face, being none other than the Red Devil, Bazil Styx, “Ain’t a bad show, is it?” The demon pirate chuckled, using his right hand to give the younger mink a noogie.