Bounty:

Three lives have now been put on the table. Mere pieces on a game board designed just for them. For there to be a winner just one piece needed to be removed before the hourglass finished. Potentially all three had room for growth. But not only that. They also will be given all of the needed material and motive to remove their self-placed shackles. Which in turn will not only bring out who they really were but also remove the self-placed cap they had on their abilities.

Fidel D. Marx goes by Calico Jack. A persona that has in some ways taken a life of its own. Wishing to not only hide his true identity but relive the past. He is the son of the Man that wishes to change the world. And he hates himself for that. A Revolnairy playing Pirate. His goals are to be that of a Warlord. Saying it is to infiltrate the World Government's new organization. He claims his overall goal is to get close. Whilst part of that is true the other half of that is that he wanted to be free to what he pleased and ignore his responsibilities.

Che Buda was made the overseer of Fidel. As it wasn't unknown within the higher ranks he was a problem child.  Many felt that with him being the Son of their leader that if he was ever caught something big would go down to recover him. Che, as well as a few others, were some of the few that didn't think that would happen. Rather they felt he would just someone that couldn't be left to do what he pleased. As there was no telling when he would give up his Pirate games and start repping them within the world. So, this is why one of the Generals placed Bill and now Che as the overseer of Fidel.

Fidel and Che knew of each other, and have interacted on many occasions. Two pieces on the board aware of each other from the start. And now the new and final piece was placed on the board. Allowing the game to begin. Jane Toppan was the final piece.

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All Doriki to Speed

"I want to go...." He was out of breath. Not able to finish his short sentence.

"Go where?"

"I want to go h...ho..hommmmm" Mustering the strength he could he got more words. But, at the end struggled to finish and it caused him to drag as he talked. Pain deep within his voice and the grunts and panting that followed.

"You used to be so talkative....SO SPEAK! TELL US! WHERE DO YOU WANT TO GO!?" There was only one person within this room at the moment.


".......Home...." Finally, the word he wanted to say came.

"Good, good. You should always want to return home. But, you should also realize sometimes you never can do that. Like now. You. Will. Never. Return. Home. Unless you give me full control."

"...."

"You are a special guest now. Since you told us who you REALLY are. But, that doesn't mean you are anything more than the other Dolls. Like, look.... The Man speaking would forcefully grab the face of the person they were speaking to. Pushing in their cheeks and making their lips pucker. He grabbed this Man from behind and would begin to turn his head so that he could look at his surroundings. After doing that twice he'd let his grip go and Man's head would drop. You have a room all to yourself now. No one in here to make you sick. No one in here to take your food. Just you."

This conversation and the actions took place in one of the many cells on the Island and involved only one person. Others were crowded. Filled to the brim of those no one would be looking for. Pirates mostly. But, there were bandits and other criminals within them. They weren't sent to Impel Down as their collector held no real allegiance to the World Government that allowed for them to be transported there without a problem. And the others reason. That other reason is that they served a new purpose in life.

This place wasn't only a place for a collection, as that is what the Prisoners are considered to be in. No, it served as a base of operation for an alliance that was newly formed. Koko the Clown had placed himself in leagues with a Supernova. And they had plans for not only Jaya Island but also for Long Ring Long Land and Skypiea. These plans started with these places and when they finished would stretch to not just another set of Islands but the world itself. A real threat. They were not playing Pirates but moving beyond the entire title to something else.

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They knew of the problem of the World Government but also that of the Revolutionaries. They knew what the World Government was capable of, or to what extent they would make a move on them. As with the starting plans being on a set of Island that held no allegiance or worth the World Government wouldn't need to put that much care into dealing with this problem. The Revolutionaries, on the other hand, were a different story. They would come. When they found out what was going down. But, something unexpected would happen. One of Koko the Clown's subordinates had captured someone that would allow them to have leverage over the Revolutionaries. Dolly Doll had collected Fidel D. Marx. The son of the current leader of the Revolution. It took some work but he was broken and his true identity was revealed. They hadn't spread it to anyone that they knew, however. Kept it within a tight circle.


Currently, only Dolly Doll and another from the Supernova's crew were on the Fortress Island. They were in one of the dining halls having dinner. Everyone else of importance was out handling their part of the plan. Their return being when the sky fell. Dolly Doll and the Other weren't alone, however. In total, the number of living creatures were over six hundred. Out of those that could truly fight, not including the first two, were forty. General jobs and regular fodder crewmembers are what they were comprised of. That was not the amount that stayed within this place, however. In total there were at least a hundred prisoners. And on top of that a large number of dolls. These dolls ranged from the size of normal ones found with children to the size of the tallest of humans.


"You know...you should let get that katana. You can't even use it.....are you listening? Hey. Yo! YO! Tch!" The large Man that spoke was the member of the Supernova's crew. He hadn't been with that Man for a long time. But, has proven that his loyalty shouldn't be questioned. He though had only a few good qualities and they were all combat orientated. Hence why he was left here and not dispatched like any of the other top members. He wasn't even the head of security some grunt with a brain was. He was simply muscle.

Who he spoke to was Dolly Doll who held Shusui within her hands. The masterfully crafted blade amazed her. Everything about it entranced her. When she took it from Fidel it was dirty but now it was cleaner than it ever had been or ever will be. There also was something else about this blade. The song that it sang was something that slowly brought back who she really was. Even though she wasn't showing it. She blocked everything out when she held it. And with them being in a safe place she didn't place any safety measures. She, however, did break from her silence an hour later. "Are all meito this beautiful?"

"Hmm? Yeah, they ight. I only care about how they are a bitch to break through. So, like I asked yo ass an hour AGO. Let me get that."

She had ignored everything he said after 'ight'. And after he finished speaking she turned back to him and spoke again. "Do you think Fidel has anymore?"

'Tch, this bitch really ignored me. I guess Cap' was right. Talkin' to her like I do others will just make me mad.' He would roll his eyes and scuff as he just looked at her for a few seconds. "He probably does. Go ask him."

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Durandal would be spun around and around not as a toy but as what it really was. A weapon. Countless trees had been cut down and laid scattered around the area of this forest. Some cuts were clean others were sloppy. What was going on was that Durandal was being trained with by Che. The Man that had replaced Bill as Fidel's 'caretaker'. In charge of not only his own cell but making sure the son of Qari didn't get himself killed or stopped progressing. Well, stopping him from getting killed was more of the last request made by Bill and not Qari. Bill has left a message if he was to pass before Fidel reached his purpose. And Che being who he was wanted to not shit on the wishes made by a dead comrade.

"FUCK!" He'd cry out as he dropped the weapon. It's bladed portion piercing the ground and keeping it standing. Che, however, would collapse backward. His shirt and pants were drenched in his own sweat. Hours upon hours of practice has been done. That training upon his other duties was killing him. But, with this life, he has chosen he couldn't complain. As he laid there and the sun-baked him he'd feel something being to crawl onto him. He wouldn't swat it away as he knew it was his Den Den mushi, which liked to do this when he was sweating so much. As it rested on his chest it'd begin to ring. His rest was over.


He'd answer and wait for whoever it was to speak first, wanting to take a few more seconds to rest.

"Che?"

Upon hearing that voice he'd spring up, knocking the Den Den mushi off of himself. Even though he wasn't in person with this person he would get at attention and salute. "Chief F-"

"Are you saluting again? Relax, at ease."

"Sorry, sir. Has something happened? Am I needed? "

"I've just called to make sure everything is alright."

"Yes, sir. Everything is okay.....well."

"What's the problem?"

"I've been able to get a spy into that place....but they still haven't found Fidel."

"Oh."

"Yeah.....oh."

"Don't worry. His vivre card is still here, so he isn't dead. However, that doesn't tell us what state he will be in. I wish we could've just brought him back with us, yah know? Then we wouldn't have to deal with him trying to play pirate when he should be a figure within this army."

"In his defense, he had a plan. Join the Warlords."

"Yeah, yeah. Bill told me."

"It is a good plan. Having a revolutionary within that group could serve us well."

"I can see the benefits. However, we don't know how long this system will even last. It is just being tested. How long do you think the World Government can keep a leash on dangerous criminals."


This area was a perfect place to hold this conversation, as it was isolated. Things were done to ensure that no one would get into earshot of Che. With multiple agents in certain points keeping watch to make sure Che was not bothered. His cell was not small like the others. He was in charge of an impressive amount of Revs. They had been stretched out to Long Ring Long Land but had been brought to Jaya three months ago. As it only took a few days to find out what had happened to Fidel. The news of his capture spread fast. And he was thought to be sent to Impel, but that wasn't the case.

Their conversation would conclude after a few more words. And with its conclusion, Che concluded his time within this area. Picking up and sheathing Durandal he would head to Mock town. All those within the area joining him within the building that would be their base of operation. They used a blue mansion that some Pirate had been using. Unlike that Pirate, they would purchase the estate and hadn't just taken it over. It was set up properly to serve as a base. Just how the talk between Che wasn't able to be tapped none of the Den Den mushi would be tapped whilst within this place. He was within the room they had used solely to plan for Fidel's rescue.

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"Any word?" - Che

"Actually, we have some. Dolly Doll has been said to go right to Fidel for a couple nights. Even asking people about who Calico Jack was to them. We don't know why. But at least we know that she has taken interest in him." - Female Agent One

"That ain't good." - Male Agent One

"At least he is a alive." - Male Agent Two

"We could know he is alive through his Vivre card. Knowing her he is being tortured more extensively now. Killing the amount of time we actually have." Female Agent Two

"I mean..." - Female Agent One

"Enough, her input is better than what anyone else has. This gives us a way to see Fidel. Posing as Dolly Doll." - Che

"You are losing it Che. That is impossible." - Male Agent One

"They say the fight we Revolunaires have is impossible. So, that word means nothing to me." - Che

"Heh, don't compare these to things. We could be focusing more of our resources on something else. He is JUST one person. And from what we have gathered the place he is within is just a notch lower than Impel Down. " - Female Agent Three

"Don't compare that place to Impel Down." Female Agent One

"You get what I mean though! With what we have we can't get that Boy. Unless one of the Chiefs come we are fucked." Female Agent Three

"Che trained under one for years. So, I think we have a future one right here. So we should be fine." Male Agent Three

"No offense. But being trained by one doesn't make you one." Male Agent One

"Enough. I won't be risking more lives that we are getting, that is against my code. We already have one person there. When the time comes they will be taken out and I will be placed there. I will be bringing him back. I simply need your talents in getting information about that place. We need everything. Even details you think are unneeded. Are we understood?" - Che


Che would leave to his personal quarters. He had some things he wanted to take care of and his meal should've been brought there already. He would eat, work, and think. Like he did after his debriefing with the others. Once he arrived his meal had gotten cold, but it didn't bother him. Usually, he'd use a dial to warm up his plate but wouldn't today. He liked cold soup. Hours would pass and he would fall asleep. Drifting into a dream that was just a replay of an interaction he had with his teacher.

"Che. One day you will have to save a life worth many. I've seen it within my dreams. That life will take one close to yours for the sake of the world. Do you think you can handle that?"

"No."

"HA! Blunt as ever. I'd have the same response......but being who we are now we can't think of how things will directly affect us. We fight for the people now....not ourselves."

"But aren't we also part of the people?"

"No, we aren't. We are neither above nor below them. We are the pacemakers."

"I don't understand."

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Che would awake before the sun would grace the Island. He was tired as he moved but upon his feet being firmly placed on the floor he became energized. He knew what he had to do to accomplish the day. He quickly rose to his feet and allowed himself to fall directly forward. Saving his face from hitting the floor by placing his hands out, landing in the push put position. He would quickly begin to move up and down. This is how he had always started his day and would continue to do so until he passed. He didn't count how many he did nor set a mark to reach. He went as long as his body would allow. Drenched in sweat he would rise and head into the bathroom. There was a bottle of water right there for him and it would be the first thing he drinks for the day. Then he would proceed to take care of himself. Starting with a shower. Following that he would brush his teeth. Finally, he'd get dressed.

He'd leave his bathroom and head to the room he claimed as his office. There were large stacks of papers that were mainly reports sent in to him. They usually weren't this highly stacked. But with how he sent people out to handle different objectives they would be done around the same time. And he expected them to call in and report everything that happened. Those they spoke to would write it all down and put it in the office. Ording them in importance. What Che would begin to do is read them all and make his own report about the current situation of the area of the world. Knowing that his superiors didn't have time to read everything that goes on he like others were assigned to condense all that information. A monumental task that not many could handle.

"Phew." He'd finally finish and raise from his seat. He was done and wouldn't have to worry about this till next time. He wouldn't spend another second within the room as he would head to the lavish kitchen of this mansion. They were in the midst of creating a feast for all the agents that had returned. Che just wanted to come in and get some of the smells. His hunger though did make him snag himself a plate, however. He took his meal to the veranda. He ate alone as he looked out at the courtyard. Many were out training in various ways. The diversity of the Revolnairy army didn't just go into races. You could tell how different these people were from how they trained. It put a smile on the face of Che. He'd see a quarrel erupt. He wouldn't rush out there right away but wanted to watch. He could hear, faintly, what was being said. He let it run it's course until he had to intervene.  He came swiftly to stop a blow that could have very well taken the life of another. His bare hand gripped the blade, his blood being spilled. Everyone watching looked on in shock.

"So, taking the life of a comrade is what we are doing? And you all watching....made no motion to stop this till blood was spilled. SO! Blood has been spilled, my blood. Now stop. All of you gather around me now." Che would let the blade go after he finish speaking. Everyone was shocked that Che would come and block that attack. A few knew that Che could've blocked that attack and not have been harmed, but he didn't. Che would hear them out as to why everything had gotten like this. It would be explained that this Man, who would've died, was one of the agents that had come back. It was said he let his comrades die in order for him to live. And when confronted he showed no remorse. Many didn't like that at all and one took it personally due to his Brother being one that died.


"You are wrong for not showing remorse for what you did......and you all are wrong for not seeing what he had to do. We aren't Marines. We aren't Pirates. We aren't Bounty Hunters. We are Revolunaires. And in our line of work, there will be many sacrifices, more than any other. None of us are clean. Either before we joined or after we joined. We are all made clear of this when we first joined. We fight for many things. And in our fight lives will be lost. Lives of our own forces. Our enemies. And even at times those we wish to protect. At times we also have to scrafice those lives for the greater good or the plan. If you don't understand that. Request to go somehwere else. As all of our lives are not our own anymore."

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OOC: All of Part 2 takes place in the past.

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Fidel would awake chained in a way that didn't even allow him to struggle. He was cold, wet, and hungry. It was almost instantly that he noticed that he had been captured but wasn't within a vessel being transported somewhere. No, he had already been placed within his cell. It was strange that they could restrain him so without him waking, even if he was poisoned. His body was different and he should've been able to wake up at some point and not now. Or he could've just been overestimating his own abilities. It wasn't strange for someone strong to be out of commission for a long time. He would gauge the amount of time had passed through his hungry. Thinking back to a time that he felt this starved.  

His thoughts began to leak through his mouth. Echoing back to him within his cell. "It was with Issho....we had got stranded on an Island and weren't able to fish due to injury. We could only just lay there for a couple of days. I hungry as I was back then." Though he wasn't aware that he was speaking out loud his words alerted others within his cell. With his eyes being bandaged he didn't really know others were in there till they moved slightly. "Who is there?"

He'd get no response but wouldn't press the issue. He planned to get himself out of this mess on his own. Kill the Mayor, Nicky West, and also the Doctor. Since he couldn't gain anything from capturing them. If he had just focused on getting the docks he would've been cool. Shipwright business would've been jumpin' right about now. His passion is his main focus. But, no. Something had compelled him to really commit to some foolish Warlord agenda. And he knew this. Taking a step back for some time since he couldn't think of any plan to get out of his confinement he'd think about what got him here.

Fidel or Calico Jack seemed to not be just the same person. It was as if sometime after Fidel had claimed the new name that he acted out of character. Actually, started acting an extreme version of his old Pirate self. "Have I begun t go insane?" He asked himself this. Thinking it was just in his head. At times he knows that he is acting extremely foolish. Like during the blueprint ordeal. Dressing up like a ninja and trying to break in in the most unconventional way. That was just an extreme case. But he has also begun to do some small things that are a bit out there. His mannerisms and thoughts changing at times as if someone else was taking the driver seat. Even now Calico Jack was in the back of his head screaming to get out of these chains.

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OOC: All of Part 2 takes place in the past.

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"I need tah get the FUCK out of here." Calico would screech. Growing tired of this stodgy as imprisonment. They could've at least told him why. Or tortured him. Something. He wished to not be alone like this as those within his cell still didn't speak. He didn't know how many days had passed. He did know about three things. One he was hungry as shit. Two he smelled like shit since he couldn't move to reveal himself. Three he was bored as shit. Calico didn't really like thinking about things too much unless they were able to be done at that moment. This wasn't like a fight that could happen soon. Or a robbery that was a few days apart. He was locked up and didn't know at all when he'd get any interactions.

This was one way he didn't wish to die. There was no glory or pride he could take in this. He could move his hands and with the amount of time that had passed, a week, he started fidgeting with it. Scratching himself in frustration and anger. He couldn't do it for long and had to go off and on due to being so weak right now. He needed to eat above anything else. He wasn't like a normal human so he could survive a bit longer without the need for important things, well except air he needed that all the time.  

Finally, he'd hear the door which had to be steel from how he scraped against the ground. With everything he had, he would spring forward, but not move. At best he makes his chains make some noise. "Let me OUT! LET! ME! OUT!" Calico's first words weren't the best to use in this situation. Fidel never saw people that did this when captured as true thinkers, as that wouldn't set you free.

There would be no words spoke as his restraints would have some slack to them. But, he was weak right now. And though he wanted to attack he could barely stand when they forced him up. Fidel understood that he had to go without eating like this before but something else was hindering his abilities and body. This weakness was something that he had never experienced in his life. And fear began to slowly creep into the mind of Fidel.

With the blindfold tightly over his eyes, he couldn't take in his surroundings. He knew there were others cells. He could hear movement from the right and left of him. Still, no one spoke. It was strange but it might've had to do what they did to prisoners in here. Or was this part of their fear tactic.

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OOC: All of Part 2 takes place in the past.

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The chair he was restrained to was warm. As if someone had just been removed from it. "F-" Instead of being allowed to finish Calico Jack would be force fed. The disgusting sludge however wouldn't be spit out, as he knew he wouldn't get anything else. The forceful spoon fulls would come back to back. Only a few seconds in between them. Calico was swallowing most of what he was being given. Finally, after some time it was over and Calico was full.

"Calico Jack. Pirate. Bounty Hunter."

"You. Female. One dead bitch."

"The subject is....as expected, foul-mouthed and ill-tempered. However it could be due to the aggressive nature of the disease. It has spread well since being brought here. Stage one was a success and now we can proceed to stage two."


"What are you talking about? What....." Fidel would stop and think. Back when Bill had passed he stopped....Well, Calico had stopped the Doctor from talking about the blemish he had. Could that have been what this person was talking about now. Fidel began to take his time. He did this as he listened to the other things the person within this room began to say. It wasn't like they were talking to something. Probably a dial to record everything they were going to say. Finally he would have his blindfold removed. His eyes had to adjust but when they did they were fixated on one thing. And that was the Woman sitting before him. It was the Doctor that had 'healed' him before. But, she was more beautiful than he first saw her. Something different about her entirely.

"STOP spewing your bullshit! BITCH!" Calico Jack would fill his mouth with spit and attempt to send it at the Woman's face. Upon it hit she simply took a napkin to remove it. And began to speak more about Calico but with the amount of ruckus he would begin to make it would be drowned out. This took place for over thirty minutes before silence filled the room.

Before Fidel would examine the room he would have his head grabbed from behind. Forcing him back as a strap was put over his forehead and more restrained on his neck. Forcing him to look directly forward and unable to open his mouth.  

"You can leave now Doll, we will handle it from here." A Man would say as he would walk in front of Fidel.

"Nice to meet you, Calico Jack. We've finished diggin' up as much as we could about you. You are a interesting person. TWO wanted posters. With TWO different names. He'd take the seat that Doll once had and two others would stand behind him. So I will have the Man behind you remove one of your restraints. But, before that I must explain a few things to you. Just like the others here that are part of the collection we want to record everything about you. You can freely tell us everything......or we can get them out our way. Keep in mind we've been doing this for years. We have perfected our methods to be as effective as possible. However the pain that comes with it is quite uncomfortable."

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OOC: All of Part 2 takes place in the past.

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"Once again, Calico or Fidel....whomever I may be speaking with right now. Are you going to enlighten us about your past? We've gotten everything dealings with Bill, Shoda, Micheal, Skypiea, Jaya, and even your brief time on Water Seven. In detail, you've walked us through what you have done The Man would adjust himself in his seat and then his glasses. Fidgeting with the pencil that he held over the clipboard that rested in his life. The details you provided were vivid. It was as if we were walking right beside you each step of the way. In part, this is due to the fluid running through your veins right now. However, no one has gone into such detail as you. So please. Tell us about the past. Start with your childhood."


"M-my Father told me that once I would become the Eyeless Dragon he'd have already been an Ancient Tiger......th.. That many Men would come for both of us throughout our lives. But that none would be our downfall. I would be his. And my child would be mine. That was the offer he had made. And this will continue till those that regard themselves as God have all fallen. " Fidel spoke strangely. Been years since he had spoken in such a hushed and weak tone. With him, in such a state it took a lot to shield information that he didn't want to be given. The Man sat silently as he allowed Fidel to speak. He wouldn't interrupt him until he felt it was necessary. Fidel would suddenly flinch as his felt that molten metal was flowing through his veins. Sudden heat stung him and then stiffness forced him to embrace the pain till he either went numb or the pain subsided. Five minutes felt like hours instead. Cutting his mouth from his disfigured teeth. Chipping and sharpened from all the grinding he had done to try and fight the pain. Soon Calico would begin to speak.

"I was fuckin' advance as a lad. Ol' Pepper was my Teacher for most things. That was what we called my Grandma. She was my Mother's Mother. I never met anyone from my Father's family...eva." Calico would go into details on the things he was taught. He did learn to read at a young age but due to the accident, his memory loss set him back. And with his Grandmother passing from that same accident learning from anyone else, or learning what she taught, was something that proved a challenging task. And when his Mother had a breakthrough a disagreement with his Father caused him running away. Leaving and joining a pirate crew. The Pompadour Pirates.

Fidel would be in the middle of speaking when the Man would stop him and pose a question. "Sorry for interrupting. But, in this story, you mention how you spoke to your Captain about your Father...but through our talks. You've never mentioned your Father's name. Is there a reason?"  

There was obvious hesitation and the first thing out of Calico's mouth was a lie. "Olivier Levasseur." There would be a silence within the room when Calico would say that name. It was the name of his Captain. The Captain of the Pompadour Pirates. That silence would be full of nothing but footsteps and then the sound of something being dragged against the floor. Once that noise stopped the Man would fill the void with his own voice. "Now F-...Calico. No lies, remember? Fidel what is the name of YOUR Father? Please, no lies. This is your last warning."

Fidel would begin to mouth the name, but the Man couldn't see it. Finally, he would muster the strength to speak. "Q-....."

"Olivier Levasseur." Calico would say again.


"Ashame. Lay him down."

Those words struck fear into Fidel and he began to squirm once they laid hands on him. But, he was not strong enough to resist what they were doing. They laid him down on a table and restrained him. As he was sitting without restraints prior. Then they would place some devices on his eyes.

"I liked what your Father called you. The no eyeless dragon. I don't know if he meant in a literal sense, but. But. He'd smack his lips as he leaned over Fidel. Looking him into his eyes. I think he was talking about what I would do to you. Yes, that sounds weird. I've never met him...well I don't think. Nor has he met me. But that is fate or destiny, whatever they call it. Things happen for a reason. So, we are done you will be sent back to your special cell. And after you heal we will have another talk. Okay?"

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OOC: Part III is going to start way in the past. But, ends in the present.

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The raid was massive. The Pirate force mustered was something people only thought could happen in a worse case scenario. Their numbers ranged into the hundreds and were more than enough to run through this little town on this Island. The screams of the people as they were beaten, killed, raped, and robbed echoed throughout the town. Nothing was held back. Their desires took over them and they would be demons in night. No one was safe. Not one that held no value to them.

"MEN! ENJOY YOURSELVES! THIS TOWN IS OURS!" A Man's who voice could echo was more frighting than thunder came down over the town. He didn't even use a Den Den mushi to increase his volume. Rather his powerful lungs is all he needed for his voice to travel. He spoke mainly to push those that may be having second thoughts on them sacking this peaceful village. As those who already were enjoying themselves wouldn't care for what he was saying. After speaking he'd take a long and passionate drag on his cigar. He stood at the helm of his ship gazing outward at the town, the sheer size of the ship was enough to dwarf most buildings within the town. As they came on one vessel. And this vessel was designed to hold more than just them. It needed to be large enough to hold their supplies. Their booty. And whatever else they felt they needed on their journey.

This incident had gone done in history as the Red Night. The story mainly is told with the South Blue, where it took place. A promising Pirate crew had been amassing a large force to move from the Blue and into the Grandline. And before they did this they wanted to enjoy themselves to a point that it would sickening. Only a few survived the event and that was only because they were needed to spread the story. Some that also survived weren't allowed to tell the story. Rather forced to be part of the crew as property. Slaves if you want a word for it. As the ship needed constant maintenance due to its sheer size. The crew also needed people that knew how to cook for them. Clean for them.  And other things they couldn't be bothered with doing themselves. From this Island in total they would collect around thirty people. And after a year within the blue before they headed out only one of those people would survive. And that would be JANE TOPPAN.

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She gazed outward through the small window of her living quarters. Her room was small and cramped, but three others stayed within it with her. With one bed they took shifts at times sleeping. Two at a time. But, if the others were too tired from being worked too hard they would be allowed to use the pillows and blankets for a makeshift bed. They were the lucky ones however as they were on the top half of the ship. If they were any lower they wouldn't have a window they could open and get fresh air.

"This place is like a Prison."

"What do you mean....by like. I fuckin' is. We aren't allowed to leave until we area needed....we wear these collars."

"No, it is worse than Prison. We are in Hell."

There would be a silence within the room. All three of them hated their situation and wanted to escape from it. However, the harsh reality was that they knew they never would leave it. This silence would be broken when the door would creak open and they'd see Jane, who was bloodied. Her eye was swollen to the point that you couldn't tell where her cheek ended. Her lip was split down the middle and her other eye was blacked around it while red within.

"Jane!" Her name would be said in unison by the other three. As they rushed over to her, catching her before she fell. She used all her strength to make it here. If you were to be harmed and not be able to get back to your quarters they threw you overboard. As if you can't take a beating you couldn't take being on this ship. It was harsh and barbaric. These Pirates were more brutal than many out at sea at this time.

Jane couln't speak but motioned to the bag she had dropped when she arrived. One of the other Girls would go over to it and check it out. It was heavy but when she opened the pocket she saw there was nothing within. She was confused but still brought it to Jane. Jane would then do something and reveal a hidden pocket. She would smile reveal a few missing teeth as she pulled out things they needed. A medical kit. Food as they were underfed. And even makeup. There also were a few other things. Right now though the only thing of importance right now as the medical kit. Which would be put to use to make sure Jane was at least taken care of.  Once that was done she pushed for her everyone to eat, and they did. For the first time, they ate what they wanted. It didn't fill their bellies but it did fill their spirit.

They stole sometimes but never like this. Jane had explained to them she had stolen and got caught, but they couldn't find anything she stole. So they beat her till they grew tired and then sent her away. A enemy vessel was seen and is what caused them to stop. Even right now combat was still being done by the enemy force.


"IF YOU DIE YOU ARE WEAK! ONLY THE STRONG LEAD! ONLY THE STRONG LIVE! THOSE SHIPS! THOSE FUCKIN' MARINE SHIPS! ARE COMMANDED BY WEAK MEN! WEAK! THIRTY SHIPS FOR ONE!? HAH! THEY CAME WITH A SMALL NUMBER! SINK THEM! SINK THEM!" As they fought sharing cannonfire with the enemy vessels the Captain gave his speech. He did this because he was a strong Man. He had fought many battles over the years after making it to the Grandline. None had ever defeated him. Not even those that challenged him on this ship. He told everyone that the could take his spot if they could kill him. He was Captain Jack of the Reaper Pirates.

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Jane stood over Jack her eyes locking with his. "I waited for this day...heh. I...I longed for it. You.... She would kneel down and gently place her hands his face. There were only a few seconds before she would use her thumbs to pop his eyeballs. You don't deserve to look at me. "

His screams frightened those around and they watched in horror. A man that had for many years been unstoppable was being harmed by a Woman half his size. His screams of agony filled them with fear, petrified they couldn't move from where they were. She didn't beat him with overwhelming strength No, she dismantled him with skill alone. Though she wasn't within this mess hall alone she fought the Captain alone. In front of everyone that were part of the upper echelon of the crew.

Jack's screams turned to whimpers, "No....yell like you always do." She would move to his lower regin and remove his pants. And began to dismantle this Man for everyone to hear and see. His cries were louder than anything they ever heard.

"STOP I-" One of the Men wanted to intervene after seeing this and began to move. But was cut down by another Woman, his head rolling onto a table.  

"Do you bitches....realy fuckin' think. We will follow you after you beat the Captain? Huh? DO YOU FUCKIN' BITCHES THINK WE WILL FOLLOW YOU! Heh, if you come get on you knees and please me. I might let you live." One Man would yell but wouldn't move. As a rule, if you beat the Captain you took his role. But, they couldn't accept someone that once was their plaything as their leader.


"Wiwwiwwiwwi! You...Oh my god. You really think we want to lead you? Really? After what you've one to us. And what you've done to others. I don't think you deserve to even draw breath anymore. And if we did lead you....you think we will stay on this vessel? Our hell? No, you are far too full of yourselves. " Jane would say as she would drop what she held within her hands and began to walk toward the exit of the room. The Other Woman within the room would follow and exit. Everyone else would be shocked and confused on what to do next. Some checked on the Captain who was still alive.

"Fuck are we doing! We gotta go after them now!"

"Yeah!"

"Come on!"

"For the Captain!"

When the doors would open once more they would be met with one of their own weapons. A Gatling gun. And the buttles would soon begin to fly. Tearing through that that wanted to go after them and traveling into the room. There were more exits but soon those were inaccessible. Smoke coming from them. They were trapped. Being slain in the vessel they thought they'd never lose with let alone on.


Jane and those she had liberated watched from a small vessel, that was a ship used to dock, as the Goliath of a ship they considered a hell was up in flames. They were outside of Island so many were witness to it. Jane would pull out something that resembled a flare gun and aim it toward the ship, to fire it over it.

"Jane are you sure about this?"

"We could just start over?"

"No, we can't start over. We must commit to something."

And with that Jane would fire the flare and something would be displayed once it exploded over the burning ship. That being her own jolly roger. She wasn't saved by anyone but herself. And she despised Pirates but knew the only way to beat them was to join their game. Just how she had beaten Captain Jack and his crew. She planned for years and did what she needed for this day. Those that she lost would never leave her. She would make everyone fear who she was. She would clean up the world.

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"Man, you hear about that Pirate?"

"Which one?"

"Dolly Doll. She captured the Rumbar Pirates and dressed them up....put em on display over on Jaya. Crazy right? That is the hundredth crew....big crew. That she went and humiliated like that. I think she only left the Captain alive."

"What she is doing is wrong."

"How come?"

"She is a Pirate. All Pirates are bad."

"I suppose. But, she only goes after other Pirates....so can we really call her a Pirate?"

"She flys a jolly roger. Who cares who she kills...she kills people. And in the eyes of me and mine. And more importantly the World Government she ain't no good. If she wanted to fight Pirates she could've joined the Marines instead like my boy."

A small girl eavesdropped on their conversation as she filled her cart with fruit she had just purchased. When she had finished they already turned the conversation to something else. She was around the age of seven. Pushing her cart as fast as she could she moved down the dirt road. And soon she'd arrive at the docks where a ship caught her eye. The ship was her destination and she would quickly. She would leave the cart there and grab an empty one nearby. She wasn't the only kid or person for that matter doing this. Others brought carts and others unloaded those cart and placed the empty ones back down.  

From the crows nest, Jane watched this girl. Like others, she was tasked with getting supplies for the ship in return for being on it. It wasn't like the situation she was in where you were forced to stay. You could leave at any time and would be given some beli to start a new life. She had amassed a large bounty even though she only targeted Pirates. She had begun to call her Dolly Doll because of how she left those she targeted. They looked more beautiful than they ever had. Fit for a funeral.

That girl was the last thing that reminded her of the Rumbar Pirates. She was the driving force during her time there. As before she came along she didn't care about succumbing to the darkness.

When the girl would return she'd be done for the day and she would meet her Mother in her quarters. The Captain's quarters. There she would place a doll on the shelf next to many others. Each time they arrived to an Island, even if they already had been there, she would purchase the prettiest doll she could find.

"Another one?"

"Yeah, I like to collect them!"

"I see."

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Tears began to stream down her face as she held her daughter. The attack came out of nowhere and the casualties were almost a hundred percent. A portion of her quarters was burning. All of the dolls appeared to cry as the material used to construct their face began to melt. They also felt the sadness that overwhelmed Jane.

She struggled to sway to her feet with her daughter wrapped in her arms. Both had been hit with flying debris but only Jane was strong enough and had enough will to take the hit, barely. Her head was leaking blood and so was a spot in her gut where something had pierced her. She would pull her out the burning room and onto the main deck, where many bodies laid.

The sight was disgusting. All of these beautiful souls were unfit to be laid to rest, even her daughter. Her crew that would make the world beautiful had been decimated.

The ship would rock from another volley and her eyes would turn in the direction of one of the ships. They were Marines. Those she did nothing to had come to wrong her. She did nothing but rid the world of Pirate crews. And as the ship sunk she changed.

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Dolly Doll had been presumed dead. But, when nobody was found they kept her posters active. After the incident, she had found herself on Jaya Island. Keeping to herself and just collecting. Many rooms were littered with dolls that resembled not only those her daughter collected but those that she had lost. This being how she had been dealing with loss.

"Oh, so this is where you've been hiding! Heh! Right under my nose. Jane."

"....."

"No need to speak, no need. I can do all the talking for now. I just have been gathering many promising comrades that can help me with a plan I have. And well....I came across your bounty. I read the poster and thought back about our story. You wanted to change the world. Make it better by cleaning it up in a beautiful fashion. Many couldn't understand that. But, I could. I did. So I start seeking you out. And you are hard to find. It was only when I heard about the monthly purge as they call it. That I could find you. Connecting the dots and thinking about it. This was the month you lost everything. And for your anniversary you capture...

"I collect."

"You collect those that evil. But, you never came after me. Why?"

"Because Doctor. You aren't an Evil Man."

"OOOOH! I LIKE YOU! I LIKE YOU! Many see what I have done as nothing but despicable. That I am someone that ruins the world. When I just want to save it. So that leads to why I came to you. I want your help. I can save the world but I don't have that touch. You can accept my offer or decline it. Regardless I've brought you a gift that I think you'd enjoy. Something fitting to your name." The Clown would say as he revealed a fruit with strange designs on it.

He knew her name. She hadn't heard it since that day, and that is what caused her to hear him out. There was a sincerest within his voice. Instead of taking the fruit right away she would leap forward and hug him. It was strange but she didn't care. What Jane wasn't aware of was that there was a gas within this room before the Man arrived that caused her to feel this way. And she would never know as she was already ensnared in his web of lies. She would go on to in ways fall in love with this Clown seeing him as her Savior.

Pirates had ruined her life. Capturing her and turning her into thinking she had to adopt that life to make a change. Then when she left that life anther came to drag her back. Drag her into something that would, if allowed, change the very world everyone lived within. The plan this Clown had was something that truly showed he was a Evil Man.

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Equipment: Den Den mushi and Shusui

OOC: Part III is going to start way in the past. But, ends in the present.

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"If you keep scratching at you face.....I can never heal the scar." Jane would say as she would begin to reapply bandages to the face of Fidel. She had begun to see him more frequently now. More so to get answers about Meito blades and other things. She asked him question just like the Doctor but didn't torture him or cause him pain. Her medicine never did things like that nor did her abilities. And with her making more progressed she generally was the only person that came to see Fidel and Calico now. The only other person to her knowledge is the one that fed him.

"....Sorry.....I'm not sorry bitch....No, I am sorry. I said I'm not sorry bitch." This verbal disagreement would soon lead to physical altercation with himself. Taking his right hand he'd reach over at his left and pull down. Digging his nails into his shared face and clawing at himself. Before he could do it a second time Jane would tighten his restraints which caused his hands to be brought to his side. Fidel or Calico had grown stronger through this and their restraints only held them down for some time before they were loose again.


The state of Fidel had reached its last stage. Where his two personalities conflicted so much that they would harm each other. From what Jane had gathered they both had an eye, and Calico was the one who had his removed. So he was blind whilst Fidel could see. When in reality they were the same person Fidel's mind didn't think so. He was insane. No other word for it now. It wasn't his fault nor did he experience something so traumatic that caused him to get like this. It was just a bad draw in life. His blood wasn't even like everyone else anymore, it ran darker. They were able to stop it from killing him but he could still be his own downfall.

Jane didn't feel bad for Fidel. He deserved this fate being a Pirate. But, like everyone else he deserved to die beautifully. So she did her best to make sure his appearance was up to par. So, despite the scar and missing her, he was a handsome young man. She wondered how long he would actually last, as he was needed. Today he couldn't answer any of her questions. When they fought to talk to them was impossible. She would leave and outside the room would be a servant. Jane would say nothing to her and walk right past her. The Servant would then enter the room to bring food to Fidel.

The Servant would place the tray down in front of Fidel who was quiet now. "Fidel...it is me. Che."

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Equipment: Den Den mushi and Shusui

OOC: Part III is going to start way in the past. But, ends in the present.

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Mentally or Physically he fought with himself. The disease that was coursing through his veins no longer was deadly but was destructive. Causing a persona that was supposed to just be a front to be becoming its own entity within Fidel. To keep it simple he now had a split personality. They had a few similarities but the things they differed in could spill ill for those he was against or those that thought they knew him. Even now someone that was seen as a friend to Fidel was seen as an enemy to Calico. And there was no motion from Fidel at this time. He was standing before Calico, within his mind. The two stood mere feet away. Not getting in each other's range. Fidel held Durandal within his hands. Whilst Calico had Shusui at his side. During the time he had been in this place they thought his fighting was all that was being done. That the small things he did were it. When those small things were just products of an outcome. As they both fought for control when it came to doing something.

The moments that seemed like seconds within the real world were hours or even days within his mind. When Dolly Doll or Jane had come to them she did what she did because he wasn't worried about her. She learned as much as she did because of who she spoke to at that time. Finding out about Fidel's Father, Qari, was only done because Fidel wanted to anger Calico. Calico felt their Captain, that was killed, was his Father. The other things she learned is what Fidel didn't care to give out. But when Calico had his turn or won his turn he would be wild toward Jane. Fidel liked Jane from how she took care of his body. As if she didn't do that he would've been in a horrible state when Che came. Calico didn't like to be taken care of. Nor did he want someone to save him. And that is where the problem at this moment lied.

With those words, Fidel would fortify his stance, as there would be no more talking. They both could imagine any weapon within their hands but picked these two because of their familiarity. Fidel found it easier to combat Calico. The range was superior and all he had to do was strike when Calico gave a wild one. A simple tactic that allowed him to be three up on Calico. Meaning he was able to have control of the body three times in a row.

It took only a few steps for Calico to enter the range of Fidel. But he had a plan this time. He would fake out Fidel with a wild slash forward and have him commit to a thrust, and he would begin to move closer. Fidel, however, was not so easily trapped and with a slight back step and another thrust the tip of Durandal would enter the chest cavity of Calico. Something else would happen though and at a time Fidel didn't notice. Shusui was tossed forward and it pierced right through his gut, splitting his spin. There was no victor.



"What? What are you talking about Fidel?"

"Oh, hehe. Nothing, my bad. Just good to see someone I know. " Fidel would say with a weak smile. Che had just finished freeing him and Fidel would slowly stand to his feet, relieved. He hadn't been free in such a long time. Though Jane would come and doll him up he still had scars on the areas his restraints were. He'd begin to stretch not paying attention to anything that Che would say to him. The only thing he would catch is Che saying they had to leave now. "No, we can't leave. I want to capture J- Dolly Doll. And also take care of a few people. Help me."

Che looked at Fidel and felt that something was off about him. He had a strange aura about him that gave Che an uneasy feeling. However, from his words, he knew that there was no talking him out of what he wanted. Fidel would do this alone if need be it seemed. 'You are in no condition to fight.' Che would mentally think to himself.

Fidel would make his way over to the door to the cell, it was wooden and didn't allow any visibility in or out. Taking in a deep breath he would kick it off of its hinges. Regardless of it being unlocked, he wanted to break it down. "Yeah, yeah. That felt good!" Fidel would say as he would jump out of the room. Looking in both directions he wanted to see which would send him where he wanted. Stopping closing his eyes and thinking he would head down to the right. Each time Jane left the room she went in this direction. While her footsteps came from the other. Since everyone else had to die capturing her first was the easiest thing to do first, since he won't be as tired.

As he ran he would see that two guards would be walking right in his direction. One was a doll from what he could tell whilst the other was a Human. His attention went right to the Human due to the weapon at their side, he wanted and needed it. He wasn't someone that liked fighting without one. So, with his speed reaching its peak now he would tackle the Human. And upon impact would pivot to ram the guy into the doll. And the doll into the wall. There would be a loud thud and a crack would be on the wall from the impact of the tackle. Before any bodies would drop Fidel would reach and unsheath the blade. Stepping back so that his blade was still within range he would lift it up and bring it down at a forty-five-degree angle. He cut the Man down but didn't cut him in half. So the Doll was able to move forward once the Human fell. It would thrust its hand forward in an attempt to pierce the body of Fidel, but Fidel would be too fast. Slicing the doll at its elbow, remove everything after it. Following that he would go for the neck of the toy. It would be removed just as the arm was.

"Slow. And too weak. I should've cleaved them both in two from my first strike. Maybe.... Fidel would reach down and pick up the sheath of the leaking Human. Placing the sword into it. I need to go back to the basics for a bit. " Fidel would add as he would start running once more.

"Yeah, I will need everyone to come. I know I said I would only risk my life for this. But we are taking this base for our operations now on Jaya. That is the only way I will need you all to come. Don't worry. I will have the underground port open and ready. " Che would be speaking into his Den Den mushi as he ran behind Fidel. With how he was acting there was no way he could guarantee they both lived without help. He didn't want to do this but had to. He also wanted to use Fidel since he was so full of energy. Having a place like his as their base during their time in these seas would help them immensely. "FIDEL! I WILL BE HEADING TO THE DOCKS! DON'T DIE! REINFORCEMENTS ARE COMING!"

Fidel paid him no mind, at all. As he would stop he got to the end of this tunnel, there was just one door. Once again he would kick it. But, it would not fall from his first kick. Smacking his lips he would kick it a few more times before it finally gave way and flew forward into the room. It was really white. It was also extremely large for just one room. It wasn't bare though as there a large number of dolls hung or resting on shelves. The amount he really didn't know as they went all the way up. Within the room also was Jane, who sat at the far end of the room. The amount of distance between them being around twenty meters. Running through the middle of the room was what seemed to be a man maid stream. That being the only spot within the room that didn't have any white on it. "Jane! I've come for you!"



"Who are you?"

"Eh?"

"You don't seem like Calico.....nor Fidel. So, who are you?"

"Oh.....that doesn't matter. I've come for you. Wait! Where is Shusui?"

Jane would stand up and walk over to the stream, Fidel doing the same. They would be across from each other as she pointed down at Shusui. It was deep in the perfectly clear water. "Thanks! Going to need something better to cut those other guys up with."

"You've come to kill me also?"

"No, no. You are probably worth a pretty penny. And to get where I want I THINK you are the last piece I need. So, you might get hurt but I will not kill you." Fidel would say as he would go to his knees to reach into the water. He would, at a few tries, grab it. But, as he pulled it closer and closer to the surface things around him changed. Many of the dolls would begin to fall from their positions. One would fall right next to Fidel upon him pulling Shusui out of the water. It was really large. Around the size of Big Baby Jones. And when it cocked its fist back and let it go forward Fidel knew that capturing her might not be as easy as he thought. As he would fly through the air toward the right wall. He'd slam into it but quickly get back to his feet.

"Zehahaha! OKAY! How many..... Fidel would begin to count with his finger. Twenty, decent. Well, twenty-one. I don't think you will just let me take you after I cut up your toys." With Shusui with him once again he felt overwhelmed with confidence. In his mind, he began to envision Shoda the last time they fought. He wasn't going to copy everything about that man. He would see the things he did right and also the things he did wrong. Seeing it all he adopt all he saw that would work for him. With one of his eyes gone he couldn't fight like he once did. He had to adapt to his handicap now. He had to see without that eye.

Word Count: 0000/0000

Equipment: Den Den mushi and Shusui

OOC: Part III is going to start way in the past. But, ends in the present.
S&P - E&D - S&A - S&W - P
Attributes: 0 - 6 - 6 - 8 - 4 Haki:Kenbunshoku and Busoshoku - Intermediate
Normal Crew 40 : 2 - 3 - 1 - 2 - 2

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Though he didn't want to convey it that punch hurt. It left a lasting stinging sensation on the inflicted area. Though he could tell from her frame that Jane(Dolly Doll) wasn't physically strong she made up for it with these Dolls. Their strength was above that of a normal human. And with their numbers, they would be a problem. He had Shusui now so he wasn't worried. Along with that, he had another weapon he stole.

"Whoever you are.....go back to your room." Jane would say as she would, mentally, have the Dolls began to waddle over to Fidel. It seemed as if she wanted to avoid any further conflict. However, Fidel knew that there was no turning back from this. He was on borrowed time and couldn't allow incompetency and egos keep him second-guessing himself. This place wasn't good for him right now. He needed to leave and truly find himself. They say the disease makes it impossible to change his mind from how it was. But they didn't know shit, that was what Fidel thought. He was not like other Humans and he knew this.

"Jane, I am Fidel. The true one. And stop with the bullshit, there is no going back." In unison with his words, he pushed forward, not wanting his enemy to surround him. He needed to strike quick. His goal wasn't to defeat them all as they were dolls. And even the one back in the hallway that he had cut the head off of still moved. So, he felt they just needed to hinder their movements. And get to Jane. If they were actual people he would go out of his way to slay them, but they weren't.

She wasn't a fool when it came to her safety, from how she set up the rows of Dolls. She had the smaller ones, the size of normal people, in the front while closest to her she had the ridiculously sized ones. The smaller ones being roughly 5'11 whilst the largest being 7'0. "Move." Fidel would stop hard and toss the weapon he stole earlier outward, but not at the smaller dolls. He tossed it directly at Jane, it traveled higher due to her being taller than the smaller ones. Before it made an impact with her it would be grabbed by one of the dolls. The large doll's arm turning into a shield. Showing that Jane had the ability to manipulate the very structure of a Doll, but there had to be a range or contact. Fidel would find that out soon. What he wanted to do was obscure her vision in some way for a brief amount of time. 'She controls them or they needed to be controlled in some way. In the hallway, the Doll moved but didn't chase after me. In here they don't do anything unless she does some little shit with her eyes.....' Fidel was paid extreme attention to Dolly Doll. As before he was attacked he saw her reflection in the water. Her eyes changed colors. And when the Dolls all began to move they changed once again.

After the blade was tossed and before it made contact Fidel moved his hand to the hilt of Shusui, the hand that threw the other weapon. His grip was strong but loose. And in an instant, the blade had been brought out of the sheath. It sliced in a horizontal fashion as to capture as many as possible with the steel. He knew that cutting entire limbs off wasn't something he'd manage right now, but he could do something close to that. He cut low and at the knees of those in front of him, six dolls, and as he brought it back he would nip deeply at the second another side of the knees. He didn't strike more than one of their limbs. Each moved in unison and he struck the one leaking forward the most. It was a precise cut and skillful one at that. Almost as quickly as the attack came Shusui would be back in its sheath. Just a few seconds after he would push in the direction the knees he cut. The speed difference wasn't the biggest. So, though they couldn't see his movements due to the perception they would react how they would've if he hadn't attacked. Turning on a dim in the direction he was going in, to intercept him. However, they would be faced with a dilemma with their pivot. Their knees wobbled and the balance was lost.

'If it was a Human they would've registered the pain and not used that leg. Or not have moved so quickly. They already are wobbly creatures so if I mess with their mobility I should be fine. I also could try out a few future moves. ' Fidel would think to himself as he would jump and land on the head of one the dolls. They would attempt to grab him and he actually would lose his balance. Falling backward he would still have one hand on the grip of Shusui, he would swing his blade in order to spin himself. It was something he hadn't done before and wanted to try. He spun as much as he possibly could, four times. His blade making contact with one of the dolls, the one he was on. With the constant motion he would be able to get deep, almost passed its torso. But, he would land right on his face afterward. He wasn't the best acrobat in the world. And such a maneuver at the first time would be difficult to land for anyone.      

With being on the ground he kinda left himself open, like an idiot. And they would seem to be prepared to pounce on him. So, he would unless all the killing intent that he could muster. He would surprisingly halt the actions of the Doll that was about to attack him. Sheathing Shusui he would get to his feet quickly and lash out with it. He went for the midsection this time. Striking twice at the same area so that the could dig deep into the Doll. Fidel was too deep in. And would be grabbed from behind and then pushed down, pinning him against the ground.

"Are you done?" Dolly Doll would ask as she made her way over to him.

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Equipment: Den Den mushi and Shusui

OOC: Part IV. We almost done.
S&P - E&D - S&A - S&W - P
Attributes: 0 - 6 - 6 - 8 - 4 Haki:Kenbunshoku and Busoshoku - Intermediate
Normal Crew 40 : 2 - 3 - 1 - 2 - 2

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"For the time being. But you shouldn't be worried about me. You have an infiltration on your hands." Fidel would say as he didn't resist, rather he relaxed everything but his grip on Shusui. It was as if his words were choreographed with the explosion that would shake the entire Island. He didn't expect it but was glad it came when it did.

"So they have come for you." Jane would reach into her pocket and remove a den den mushi. It would ring for a few minutes before there would be an answer. "I need you to send over two ships. We have a batch you can take and also another group of Rebels that you can have. "   She wouldn't wait for a response. She said her piece and would hang up. This was to not allow Fidel to know who it was she was talking to. As she knew the relationship he had with Nicky West. As Jane had taken Fidel's role as their collector. Using them so they would not get in the way of their plans by giving them wanted criminals. These criminals are the ones that can't be used for the plan.

"Did you really think you could capture me?"

"I still do. The plans you have for my Island can't be allowed to go through...."

"Naive. Be grateful you are alive right now, as it is because we need you. Though, your time here will no longer be pleasant. Say goodbye to Fidel and Calico, as they will never see me again after this." She spoke directly to the point. Not mincing any words. Emotionless and robotic.

"I've lost an eye. I'm deep in a spiral of insanity.....do you think there is anything else you can do? Or anything else I will allow you to do? You puppet.....I've watched the conversations you had with Fidel. Two weak people...opening up about their pains slowly. I pity you both...heh. I mean I pity us both. Just know when I get free...I will violate you. Break you. Make you mine. Your weak abilities will not save you. " Fidel would say. He had stepped out of thinking the Fidel that spoke to hear was actually him. This third person cementing itself in the delusion. His words also were meant to be provoking.  Though, he was true in saying she shared things with Fidel those things weren't enough to really talk shit about. But, from her emotionless, she had to have been made that way. No one is like that without a reason. So he would target a few points to see if he can get a rise out of her. The Pirate life has shown him that many Women are taken advantage of and felt she could fit in that group. As she was beautiful and something many Men would lust over.

She was not fazed by many of his words, untils he insulted her abilites. Koko had given her this ability and praised it. And this Man talking down about it wasn't acceptable. And Emtionless Jane would break free of one of her mental shackles. Anger swelling and oozing from her being as her eyes began to change color, lighting up into a bright green. The grip on the dolls increased, and Fidel found his opening. "I will personally see to y-" A chomping noise would echo through the room before she could finish. And she would be shocked as Fidel would not spit but spray blood in her face. Her connection had been broken in that instant and Fidel would use that to push up with all his strength. And going in to tackle her. He would be successful and would soon be on top of her. "Got yah."  He would cock back his free hand, as he'd let go of Shusui in that moment and bring his hand down hard. He wanted to smash her pretty face in. However, he would be the one in pain upon making contact.

"D......DISGUSTING!" Jane would cry out as she would wipe away blood from one of her eyes. Coming from in front one of the larger Dolls would come and punch Fidel to get him off of her. The Doll would be running as it did so and wouldn't stop as Fidel wasn't going. Fidel grabbed the Doll's large arm to not be sent flying. And as he was be running with, as the Doll planned to ram him into the wall, Jane would stand up. Quickly she went over to the water within the room and would clean her face frantically. Remove all blood before turning her attention back to Fidel.

As she was doing that the wall behind Fidel was getting closer, but he wouldn't let himself be slammed against it. As she would pull himself up and run along the fist of the doll. Jumping off when the Doll wanted to try and grab him. He would attack but Shusui wasn't on him. He had let it go to beat the shit out of Jane. It was a bad idea and mistake he wouldn't make again.  Once she had finished cleaning her face Fidel had already grabbed Shusui and began to move toward her. "Oh! Someone doesn't like to get dirty should've exspect from the white room and dolls."

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Equipment: Den Den mushi and Shusui