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'Ge ha ha ha!'
'Ge ha ha ha!'
ChessMarimo swings Nami's unconscious body like a flail, attempting to clobber her two friends.
'What's wrong...'
'Vermin!? I thought...'
'You wanted to save...'
'Your friend!?'
Nojiko rolls out of range of the wild swing, knowing any impact would hurt her sibling.
'You're leaving yourself...'
'Wide open!'
'Double Chop!'
'Double Chop!'
Nojiko blocks the chops, only her bestial strength preventing the mutated soldier from cleaving her in twain with his oversized axe.
'Damn you!' Sanji flips in the air before landing on his hands. 'Take this! Troisième Hachis!' The chef launches towards ChessMarimo feet first.
Only for the captor to swing Nami in the path of his attack.
'Ech! Nami wat-'
ChessMarimo slaps Sanji to the ground with his captive. Nami takes the brunt of the impact, her bandages coming off her head at the point of impact. The open wound bleeds crimson over the black ice-covered floor.
'Ge ha ha ha!'
'Ge ha ha ha!'
'What's wrong, Chef!? Didn't...'
'You want to turn me to mincemeat!?'
The conjoined soldier raises their axes in the air. The tumors sprouting from their wrists keep the rusted-over weapons perpetually fused to his hands.
'How...'
'Weak!!'
'Double Chop!'
'Double Chop!'
Sanji barely flips away as the swinging axes bury themselves in the ground. 'Nojiko! Now!'
The Zoan user dashes in in her animal form, be-lining it towards her sister.
'Oh! So you...'
'Want to die too!?'
ChessMarimo attempts to draw his axes, but Sanji is a step ahead of him. Standing on his hands, he swings his legs towards the back of the axes. 'Duce Slice Shot!' He smashes the blades deeper into the ground with dual kicks.
'What?'
'Damn you!'
ChessMarimo attempts to pull his axes free, but cannot. He can't even release his hold on the tools of carnage. And Nojiko is closing in, her half-bison form plodding across the ice-covered floor in a swift charge.
Thinking quickly, the mutated soldier holds the unconscious girl up as a human shield. 'Get back or the girl-'
'Bull Boomerang!' Transformed into her half-Bison shape, she raises her weapon Rosebud and chucks it haft over edge. The spinning weapon slices through the cold air before smashing into ChessMarimo’s arm, severing his hand at the wrist.
'Aaaaaghg!'
'Uuughghg!'
The two clutch their wrist screaming in pain.
Nami falls from the disarmed limb, her body falling headfirst towards the stone.
Sanji grabs her mid-slide, face beaming with pride.
'I got her!' Sanji looks up to the bison-girl leaping midair. 'He's all yours!'
'UrrrrAGGGH!' Nojiko primes her fist in midair. 'Bull PUNCHH!!'
ChessMarimo, responding instinctively to the attack, raises his weapons to defend himself.
The steel-hard fist of the Strawhat Pirate smashes through the rotten hafts of the axes and into the hairy upper face of the creature. Nojiko’s righteous blow breaks sinew and bone with massive force. The hafts of its aged weapons snap as Nojiko's fist shoves him through a wall behind him. A bloody red banner and white rubble fall in a snowy cloud over his prone body as the pirate lands on her hooves.
'...bad guy gone!' Nojiko pumps her fist with a grin, savoring the twitching form of her foe.
'Great job there, Nojiko-san!' Sanji says, bridal carrying the navigator. 'Wow, Chopper really made you strong...'
'Nojiko always strong!' The girl chirps happily as she thinks back to her past. 'Nojiko big sister! She protects Nami from...'
.....
WhaM
'Stupid filthy humans!'
SmaCK
'That corrupt, disgusting Marine DARES to raise the prices on me!?'
PunCH
'On his genetic superior!?'
ScKraCk
'That waste of skin should be kissing my fins!!'
Wham
'We fishmen are Superior! Unlike you weak pathetic humans, we don't suffer from the plague!'
CraCk
'What makes you humans weak makes us stronger! It gives us the power to weaken our foes and prove our inherent strength!'
SmaCk
'We are better than you! We Fishmen will ALWAYS be better than filthy, stupid humans like you!'
A pox-covered blue hand grabs her by what remains of her hair. Bestial blue eyes and sharp rotten teeth greet her in the darkness of her cell.
'But of course my punching bag would know that better than anyone! Bwa ha ha ha ha!!'
......
'...from...anyone.' Nojiko’s mind falls abruptly into silence. As her hands begin to tremble, submerged recollections, long banished to the subconscious by trauma and illness, begin to surge upward, threatening to overwhelm her sense of self. The sense of sickness clings to her memories, transforming them into spectral remnants that claw at her heart, just as reanimated corpses might claw up from the earth. In this moment, the physical ache in her head blurs with the emotional pain, her breath catching as past and present collide in silent anguish.
'Nojiko?' Sanji takes in her despondent and forlorn state, a far cry from her previous bubbly self.
'N-No…' The bison girl grips her head with two hands; she transforms out of her half-beast form. 'N-No think… stop… no want… remember…them.'
Sanji, ever empathetic to Nojiko’s plight, approaches the skittish girl. 'Nojiko, are you...'
'Scuuuummm!!'
'Filllllth!!'
ChessMarimo throws off the rubble keeping him down with unsuppressed rage.
Sanji glares as the frightened girl backs away from her foe. 'Didn't have enough the first time?' He says mockingly, drawing the mutant’s ire to himself.
'You are rodents compared to me!'
'I have been given power by my lord Wapol!'
'You can never defeat me!'
'I am invincible, all-powerful!'
The crazed-eyed mutant looks around, spying a mass of flesh eating into the castle wall. The two faces sport a deranged, broken-grin smile as they lurch towards the pile of boils and sharpened teeth.
'Witness it!'
'Witness the power...'
'Of the plague!!'
'Of Lord Wapol!'
The unhinged knight jams the severed, bleeding stump into the mass of flesh and screams in pain as teeth embedded into the wall bite into its flesh.
'Oh yeaaahhh!'
'Yes Yes Yes Yes Yes!!'
The group watches in undisputed horror as the fleshy wall bites deeper into the mutant's body. The wall’s flesh crawls up the mutant’s body like a host of carnivorous insects feeding off of fresh carrion.
'Ge haHahAhaHaHaAhAh!'
'gE HAhAHaHAhAhAaHaH!'
'Uuuurrraaagh!'
'Uuuurrraaagh!'
They pull themselves from the wall and present their new form to its disgusted audience. A fleshy tentacle tastes the air in front of it. Spiked teeth sprout from the pink and rotten black mass of flesh, oozing filth onto the floor on its right side. A huge toothy maw bites into its flesh, keeping itself fused to its host and drinking deeply of its tainted blood.
ChessMarimo swings its mutated tendril through the air like a whip with a cruel snap as more spines grow on the shredded tentacle.
'Behold it! Our power!'
'Behold the power of Drum!'
'The power of the plague!'
'The power of the plague!'
Her body shaking from unearthed trauma and the presence of her abominable foe, Nojiko reaches down and grabs her weapon. Her hands clench the recovered Rosebud as she tries to fight back her fears.
Sanji swallows back bile, forcing himself not to vomit at the sight of his foe. He spies his partner out of the corner of his eye and makes a split-second decision. 'Nojiko, take Nami away from here.' The chef says, passing Nami off to her sister.
'Sanji?'
The Chef looks back at her. 'Thank you, Nojiko. You did a good job preparing the table for me, but now...' he takes a step forward. 'You can leave clean up to your chef.'
The beast releases a guttural, unearthly roar that seems to come from the pits of hell.
#NONE OF YOU ARE LEAVING#
#ALL OF YOU WILL DIE FOR OUR LORD#
The thing that was ChessMarimo barrels towards them, its barbed whip flailing about like a line of destruction and its eyes lost to a deep madness inconceivable to mere humans.
.......
'Damn this guy won't give up!' Luffy vaults over a pile of fleshy rubble.
The door behind him is blown off its hinges as Wapol pursues him. 'IIILLLLL OOOOUUU!! EAL IAH OOOD ILLL OUUUU!?' The weapons poking out from behind his flesh-encrusted chain mail spin like drills. The rotation of the metal spikes embedded in its body drills through anything close to Wapol’s bloated body.
Luffy looks behind him, dodging a cannonball fired from the tyrant's forced-open mouth. 'I can't even get close enough to punch him! I can see why nobody likes this guy!' The pirate ducks under a bladed jab. 'He's really annoying!'
'RAAAAAGGGGHHH!!' Wapol leaps into the air, preparing to smash Luffy into a pancake with his massive girth.
'Shoot!' Luffy extends his arm to a nearby banister. 'Rocket!'
WhuuuRRISH
Luffy pulls his body away just in time to avoid being crushed and gored by the spinning drills on the tyrant's body. The lucky pirate skids to a stop in front of a thick iron door which leads into a room with hundreds of empty shells.
'That was close!' Luffy releases the banister and looks around. 'Maybe there's a big pillar or something I can hit him with.'
'Mmmmuuurrrph!' Wapol strains his muscles to rise.
'Huh?' The Strawhats' captain watches the tyrant fail to move. 'Is he... resting or something?'
The spikes on the front of Wapol's body are ripped clean off. Black ichor stains the ground as the bloated monster screams at him. 'AAAHHHHMMM OOONNNAAA ILLL OUUUUU!!'
'Shoot.' Luffy turns. 'Time to run!'
'AAAAAAAGGGGHHH!' The rotund mountain of flesh and fat charges after the pirate captain past the half-open wooden door. The rotund king slams through it, his hand reaching for the impudent pirate who defied him.
He stops dead in his tracks.
'UUUUIUGGGHHH!?' Wapol tries running towards the disgusting, wretched pirate who stood against him. The obnoxious idiot that dared to steal HIS food.
But he can't.
His body hurts; he can't move.
Wapol looks behind him. His perfect, beautiful body is stuck in the door. His rolls of fat were trapped in the thick frame of the armory doors. Metal foundations designed to keep guns and ammunition safe from thieves were keeping him, their KING, hostage!
He thrashes about howling in impudent rage. The king fails to budge an inch.
'Shi sh shi!'
But worse than all of that is the pirate. The pirate who should be trembling with fear and bowing before him before his execution is #LAUGHING AT HIM# Laughing at the KING of Drum!'
'Wow, Whap Hill.' Luffy smiles as he prepares his pun. 'Guess you bit off more than you could chew!'
'RRRRRRAAAAAGGGHHH!' The "king" of drum wiggles about fruitlessly. Thanks to his wide gaping jaw, his gravid body, and the spinning weapons poking out of his side, the invincible Tyrant of Drum finds himself stuck. 'Mmmmmmmmrrrph!' His arms flail, his legs kick. The wall trembles but refuses to yield.
'He's stuck!' Luffy whistles, impressed by his foe’s stupidity and short-sightedness. 'And here I was getting worried that this was gonna be tough.'
'You still should be.'
'Agh!' Luffy jumps away, finding a familiar hairy doctor next to him. The deer-human walks through a small hole in the back of the armory that no doubt was the cause of the room being so empty. 'Oh Chopper, it's just you.' The captain flippantly responds. 'Did you find your mom?'
'...no.' Chopper reaches into the sack on his pants, pulling out a large green syringe. 'Hopefully Wapol can help with that.'
'Well, I don't think he's going to be giving any tours.' Luffy remarks candidly. 'Given that, you know, he's stuck.'
'OOOOUR!? AH ANNNA ILLL OUUUUU!!' Wapol's mouth screams, splashing the inside of the room with brown spittle.
'He doesn't need to move to succumb to truth serum.' Chopper glances at the sharp needle in his hand, his fingers flicking the gleaming, sharp metal tube.
'Truth serum! Just like the spies use! Wow!'
'...Actually, it is a very painful poison, but it's just as good.' Chopper walks towards the king. 'Just make sure he can't eat anything. His munch fruit allows him to modify himself or others only so long as he eats it.'
'Well, he's eating crow now. So unless he can do something with that, I think he's cooked.'
'OOOP HOOOP!' Dozens of sharp metal beams pop out of Wapol’s front as he attempts to impale the approaching foe. 'EEEAAARRRSS!!'
'...you never know. Just keep an eye on him.'
'Sure, but what about those metal...'
Chopper judges the distance, reaches into his bag, and throws a vial of green glowing substance onto the blades near Wapol's head.
'MMMMMMEEEEEEEMMMMEEEEM!!'
Wapol groans in pain as the acid melts through the weapons and half of Wapol's face.
Luffy cringes. 'Oooooo. Remind me not to make you mad, Chopper.'
'Noted.' Chopper takes full advantage of the king’s distraction and jabs the needle into Wapol's face. Liters of glowing green goop are shoved into the tyrant's body just as the doctor backs out of range of any reprisals. 'Okay, fatso. Unless you want to die painfully from that poison, you'll answer one question.' He glares hatefully at Wapol, recounting the horrors his prisoner has enacted on the once proud kingdom of Drum. 'Where is Dr Kureha?!'
The king glares at him. 'IIILTHY OOOWMAN! ILTHY EASANT! AH ONT AY ANGIMG OOO OUUU!!'
'What?'
'Oh. He says he's not going to talk to a lowly peasant like you.' Luffy says with a pout.
Chopper turns to Luffy. 'You can understand him?'
'Well yeah. Can't you? You're a doctor.'
'...I'm not even going to dignify that with a response. Just translate.' Chopper throws another vial of acid into the scarred face of the king. Wapol’s trapped body recoils as more of his purplish-black face melts. His body thrashes about, unable to tear his frame free.
'OOOOUUU ILLL EEE A HONDERILL EALLLL!' Spears and twisted shards of metal attempt to impale the doctor and the doorframe. The metal weapons bend against the metal vice and fail to draw blood from the doctor standing out of range of the metal points.
'Tch!' Chopper throws another vial of acid towards the cheap metal. The spear points his foe conjured, attempting to skewer him, melt. The weapons become as soft as pudding under the caustic fluid.
'OOOOUUU ETCHED...'
'Heavy Gong!' Chopper dashes past the points and smashes the tyrant in the face before once again backing out of range. 'Talk! You kidnapped Kureha eight months ago! She was here in your palace! What did you do with her!?'
'UUUUUGGGHHH!'
'TALK! WHERE!' Chopper dashes in with fancy footwork, smashing him in the face again, splattering his gauntlets with filthy black blood. 'IS SHE!?'
'URGH AH UMMMMPY OCTOR!? EEES ONE!!' The king laughs despite his injuries. 'AH OLD ER AN OUSE OOOOSELESS OCTORS OR OOOD AN UNS OONTHS ACK!!'
The doctor turns to Luffy, who answers with a frown. 'Whap Hill says he sold her for food and guns months back.'
'What!?' Chopper shouts in outrage. 'YOU SOLD HER!?!' He levels his fist at the doctor for another strike. 'Where is she!?'
The tyrant smirks, his face filled with smug obstinance.
Chopper glares at the king.
'Chopper!
He readies himself for a killing strike. 'I should have done this...'
'CID UULLLETS!'
'Chopper!' Luffy pulls the doctor back with his stretchy arms just as the king begins his attack.
The Tyrant of Drum fires off a barrage of pus at them; the infected fluids mixed with his own stomach acid eat at the floor where the two once stood.
#AAAHHHH HA HA HA!! OU EEE AT!? AHI OUR IS OOONG!# The king turns his head to look at his body. 'AHI UST EEED OO USE IIIT!
The tyrant opens his mouth. And Wapol's jaws bite into his shoulder, ripping muscle and bone from his body. Blackened blood coats the King’s body and splatters across the floor as the King bites into his bulky body. The two witnesses watch in horror as Wapol, King of Drum, messily devours himself. Mouthful after mouthful of his own flesh vanishes down Wapol’s bottomless pit as her consumes his own body. Luffy has to clamp his hands over his mouth to avoid losing his lunch at the sight of grisly cannibalism. Even Chopper, a person no stranger to gruesome sights of body horror, looks sickened at the gruesome sight.
Blood and fluids that are far too vile to describe coat the walls and floors. The massive mountain of lard and tumors is torn apart bite by bite, vanishing into Wapol's endless pit of a stomach. The metal jaw on legs implant covered in black gore and foul bile pulls itself free of its confinement. Thin arms and slender legs have replaced the thicker body he sported a minute ago. Shards of his chain mail and filthy white fur cape clatter against the bloody ground.
'EEEHOLD!' Wapol shows off his naked, tumor-covered form. Black boils jiggle on his filthy body and from his metal-plated jaw. 'OOOUPOL HIN EIITION!! A EW MOVEME!!'
Before his audience can respond in disgust, Wapol sprouts new sharp spears. 'OOPOL EARS USS...' The king flexes; caustic fluids spill from the tips, melting stone. 'OISON EEDLES! AN OO OOOP IS OOOF...'
The king contorts his slimmer body, curling into a ball of poison needles. 'EATH ILLLL! RRRRRAAAAGGHH!!'
Wapol, armored in poison needles, rolls at the two.
'Dodge!' Luffy pulls his friend out of the way of Wapol's charge just in time.
'BWA AH AH AH AH!!' Wapol laughs, crushing the wall behind the two with his newfound speed.
'Damn! We're back to where we were a few minutes ago!' Luffy grits his teeth. 'How do you fight a guy who you can't punch? If I hit him in the wrong spot...'
'He'll bite your arm off.' Chopper stands back up. 'Or you'll impale yourself on his infected spines and give you the plague. We need...'
The two feel a sudden pull; the air itself seems to be sucked towards the hole Wapol vanished down.
Luffy barely holds onto the tattered rim of the door in time. 'What the?'
Chopper joins him, gripping the metal frame as the air inside the room is sucked through the hole that was just made. Metal shelves, torn banisters, and weapons too decrepit for use fly into the gaping pit on the other side.
Just as soon as it started, the wind stops. A loud crunching sound can be heard coming from the darkness of the hole. Metal scraps and bits of blood fly out of the gaping pit in the wall.
The doctor relaxes his grip. 'This is bad. The more the user of the Munch Fruit eats, the more powerful they become; we have to-'
'RRRAAAAGGGHAH!' The ball of death rolls back towards them like an armored tank. This time, armored with dozens of metal shelves and rusted-over spikes threatening to impale them.
Again, the two are forced to scatter, running for their lives from the mad king.
'BWA AH AH AH AH!!'
......
'Ge haHahAhaHaHaAhAh!'
'gE HAhAHaHAhAhAaHaH!'
A lash of parasitic flesh tears down a worn pillar, swinging the two-ton pile of stone at the Strawhats' chef like a club.
Sanji swings his leg towards the mace of rock. 'Collier shot!'
With a single kick, he shatters half the pillar and sends it back at ChessMarimo's bloated body. The column of stone smashes into its body, smashing bone and concrete alike.
ChessMarimo ignores his injuries, swinging his new fleshy arm with greater abandon.
'Ge haHahAhaHaHaAhAh!'
'gE HAhAHaHAhAhAaHaH!'
Its toothy barbs tear stone and metal like wet paper; the tip vanishes from sight, traveling at near-supersonic speed.
'What's wrong...'
'Weakling!? What happened...'
'To you turning me into...'
#Mincemeat#
#Mincemeat#
Sanji flips backwards just as the tip of the whip shatters the ground where he once stood. The freakish mutant pants heavily, his new fleshy arm having eaten halfway into his body.
'You're...'
'Weak! And Drum...'
'Has no room for...'
'Weaklings like you!'
Sanji spits to the side. 'And I suppose you think turning into a monster makes you strong?'
'Of course...'
'It has!'
ChessMarimo grips the shreds of his uniform with his two left hands.
'See...'
'For yourself!'
The freak tears off his clothing, revealing a grotesque mass of writhing flesh under his uniform. The only difference between it and his grafted right arm is the patchwork stitches weaving tainted muscle and skin together.
'See here!'
'Look upon a body...'
'Invulnerable to harm...'
'And stronger than any other!'
It points to its calves covered in dirty white fur.
'Legs from an...'
'Alpha Lapin!'
It pats its firm, hairy chest that supports its two faces.
'The chest and organs...'
'Of the most robust bears in the kingdom!'
It flexes its two left arms, which Sanji now identifies as burly right and left arms.
'Even the arms...'
'Of that traitor Dalton!'
'That our righteous king...'
'Bestowed to us...'
'His loyal servants!'
'His loyal servants!'
'...is that all?'
'What!?'
'What!?'
Sanji surveys the grotesque figure before him—a true monster, its body pieced together from the remains of countless victims, and responsible for dispatching hundreds, perhaps even thousands, of Drum’s most formidable defenders with alarming effortlessness. Yet, from Sanji’s perspective, there is nothing at all impressive about the creature; his response is one of clear disdain and dismissiveness.
'So, you think your body parts make you strong?' Sanji scrapes the ground with his foot. 'That stapling diseased flesh to your body makes you powerful?'
'Of course it...'
'Does!'
'Foo-ol!'
'F-Fool!'
'Sorry to say this.' Sanji laughs mockingly at his foe. 'But in making a monster you've forgotten the most important muscle of all...'
'E-Enough talk!'
'Die weakli-ing!'
The conjoined soldiers lash out with their whip arm only for Sanji to dodge their attack with seemingly greater ease than before.
'You were so busy trying to get strong that you forgot to strengthen the one thing that mattered...'
ChessMarimo charges towards him, swinging his spiked arm in an arc of death.
'I have...'
'W-We have...'
'Forgotten...'
'N-Nothin-ng!'
Sanji stands up straight and levels a gaze of pure pity at the monster. 'You forgot your heart.'
'A...'
'H-Heart!?'
'Ge haHahAhaHaHaAhAh!'
'gE HAhAHaHAhAhAaHaH!'
The monster laughs darkly, its voice echoing through Drum Castle.
'A warrior...'
'Doesn't nee-ed...'
'A u-useless...'
'Thin-ng like...'
'THA-AT!'
'TH-HAT!'
With every word, the monster lashes out harder. It swings its mutated limb with more strength, more fury. Each attack it launches cracks the air itself.
Sanji isn’t worried in the slightest. He looks at the panting monstrosity with an arrogant smirk. 'See, I may not be a doctor, but I do know a thing about muscles and the cardiovascular system. I learned anatomy from the best minds on the planet after all.'
'Rrrrrraaaaaa!!'
'Aaaaaarrrrrr!!'
ChessMarimo makes another desperate swing, its breath hitching in its throat as exhaustion starts to take hold. Sanji bends backwards, and the barb misses him by a mile.
'And the thing about muscles is the more you've got, the more energy they need.' The chef spins to his right, side-stepping a downward swing. But he doesn't advance into the opening. Not yet. 'And not just calories. All those muscles need oxygen, and a solid blood flow to give them the energy to do their job.'
'H-Hol-ld... Still...'
'Y-You... Bastard!'
The chef dodges the mutant's wild swings. 'And if they don't get it, lactic acid breaks them down, fibers tear, and they lose all their power.'
Instead of advancing, Sanji coolly keeps his distance. 'That's why you're so weak! You were so eager to get stronger...'
'Shhhhuuuttt uuuuppp!!'
'Shhhhuuuttt uuuuppp!!'
Sanji slides down a hallway, escaping ChessMarimo's furious assault. 'That you forgot what gives strength its substance. Honor...'
'Di-ie!!'
'Cowa-ard!'
The freakish monster sends its arm into the hallway after the mocking chef. Grunting, he thrashes the spiked limb around for several long seconds, attempting to kill his hated foe.
'Courage...' a voice echoes behind the creature.
'Uuu...Uuuurrraagh!!'
'S-Stan-nd STILL!!'
ChessMarimo swings behind him. His powerful arm of flesh, a limb that shredded iron and stone, scrapes impotently along the ground.
'And of course...' Sanji steps on the fleshy mass. His boot bites into the tentacle. 'Endurance.'
'Yo-'
'Di-'
'Cuisseau.' Sanji presses down the offending spiked limb with crushing force.
SquiCk
And it comes off at the midpoint. Tainted black blood stains the floor as the severed tentacle thrashes around.
'AAAAAAAA!'
'UUUUUUUA!'
ChessMarimo grips his severed stump. He feels the flesh writhe and grow bloated scabs to stem the bleeding. Yet the pain and the one who caused it remain.
'You turned yourself into a bulky mass of muscle. Gigot!' Sanji smashes both of his foe's kneecaps with two spinning kicks.
'AAAGHH!'
'S-STOp!'
'But all that power comes at a cost. Epaule Shoot!' Sanji doesn't stop spinning his limber body. The chef’s legs smash into ChessMarimo's left shoulders, dislocating them both.
'AAAAAHHHH!!'
'EEEEEHHHAA!!'
The mutant attempts to slam his body into the chef and pin him against the wall behind him. He levels the sharpened bone protruding from his shoulder at his foe’s torso. Sanji sidesteps him easily and trips the broken-legged beast. It falls on its face, its legs twisted backwards from the force of its fall.
'Uuuuug-ghh!!'
'P-Pleas-se!!'
Sanji stands on the thrashing creature's back. The thing stops squirming. Instinctual fear of a greater predator freezes it in place. 'You gave up your heart to gain more power. That was the second worst mistake of your life.'
And it knows any pleading for mercy is wasted breath.
'With your worst one being...'
ChessMarimo feels the flames of pure rage coming from the man on his back.
'Hurting Nami, Swan. Our navigator. '
The mutant soldier feels the weight leave his back.
He hears a deadly spinning sound in the air around him as Sanji flips through the air.
'NOOOOO!!'
'WAPOL!!'
'BROCHETTTTEEEEE...'
'WAPPPOOLLLL!!'
'MMMYYYY KIIING!!'
'BLOOOW!!'
Sanji's spinning leg, a leg that shattered half of a castle, connects with the mutant's reinforced back. Bone and flesh stolen from better creatures and hardened with plague-infused flesh folds like paper. The creature’s heart is crushed outright. Lungs are ground to hamburger meat. Blood spews from every orifice as its torso is crushed into a pile of gore.
And once again the floor of Wapol's castle disintegrates from a titanic kick of love.
......
She hears it. A destructive blast that causes the stone under her to quake.
She stirs from her slumber, rubbing her sore skull. Her brain feels like she went a week drinking the strong stuff only to go cold turkey.
'Uuughhh.' She rubs her head. She feels upright with something placed behind her. She hears a sound echoing down a hallway, feels the cold of the stone beneath her rear. The rest of her senses are too distorted to tell where she is.
'Nami!'
A familiar yet unfamiliar voice greets her, causing her head to ache more.
Nami opens her eyes to see the concerned face of...
'N-Nojiko?' Was she...
'Nami!' A crushing hug envelops her, pressing against her bruised bones. 'Nojiko worry! Nojiko sad!'
'...ugh...can't...breathe...'
'Oh!' The patchwork girl lets her go, and Nami slumps against the wall behind her. 'Nojiko, sorry, Nami!'
'It's... fine, Nojiko.' Nami looks around at the nearly flattened palace surrounding the two pirates. Holes filled with coiling flesh adorn the walls. Cracks in the stone are omnipresent. Torn banners and fallen metal weapons lie strewn across the floor.
The entire castle shakes with the sounds of conflict.
And it's making her headache even worse.
Not a good way to wake up.
'Where's... Luffy and Sanji?' the Navigator asks, rubbing her temples.
'Punch bad guys.'
'Of course.' Nami looks into her sister's eyes. Her sister who isn't acting like the sister she knew.
Granted, she seemed to remember HIM and knew who she was. She was still tough as nails and had a certain fierce resolve. She seemed to love her and care for her.
'Nami?' The stranger tilts her head.
But she was acting... strange, other than the whole third-person thing. It was almost childish the way she acted. It was more like having a second Luffy than the mature young woman she remembered from her childhood.
'Nami?'
Granted, it had been years since she actually talked with her. Before that monster had entered their lives. Before she was forced to gather money for her masters like a good slave. When she met her again after years, she was... damaged. Sick. Barely functional even at the best of times. She was better now but still...
'Nami?'
It was the plague. It had to be. No matter how good a doctor Chopper claimed to be, there was no way she could live through that without having some damage to her. It was the plague that ruined her sister and clouded her mind. That must be why she wasn’t acting the way she should.
'Nami?!'
It was another reason to find Kureha. If Chopper claimed she was a genius. If that was true, then she could fix her completely. Bring her back to normal. Correct whatever damage Chopper...
'Nami!'
The sharp lance of pain from the loud noise snaps the Navigator out of her spiraling thoughts.
She looks into Nojiko's hetrochromatic eyes, her left a familiar dark blue, her right a pale brown.
'Nami?' Nojiko asks. 'You K?'
Nami nods, head lancing with pain. 'I'm fine... Nojiko. Just thinking.'
Thinking about what? Nojiko? No, something else?
This concusion was a witch.
Nojiko tilts her head. 'Nami? Think about what?'
…What was she thinking about? No. Now wasn't the time for it.
Whatever half-dazed thought she was having could wait.
'Nojiko did...' she looks around as a chunk of mutated flesh falls from the ceiling in front of her. 'Did you see a locked room? One with a reinforced fancy-looking door?'
A chunk of stone larger than a barrel falls towards the bull girl's head. She shatters it to rubble with a punch. 'Yep.' She points down a narrow hallway. 'That way.'
The navigator nods. 'Good, help me there.' She struggles to rise. 'If my instincts are right, that's Wapol's private room. It's bound to have info on where Kureha is.'
Nojiko looks around for any signs of their friends. 'But... what Luffy? An Pervy-Chef?'
'Luffy and Sanji can handle the fighting.' Nami managed to stand, using the wall for support. 'Now come on. Let's see if we can't find Chopper's mother.'
.........
A wall the size of a fortress is smashed into a cloud of rubble smaller than a fist as a colossal pile of metal plates and spines crawls through. It resembles a large four-legged beast made of stone more than a man of flesh and bone, with only its massive metal jaw distinguishing it as anything humanoid. It pushes its bulk through solid rock with ease. Its hide is as thick as a Sea King's, possessing a mouth capable of eating mountains. Its legs are massive stone pillars; its body is a chimera of hundreds of poor creatures once fused to the castle, their flesh twitches powerlessly as if trying to escape its forced fusion.
'GRAAAAHAHA HA!!' The beast roars as another step tears down another wall. The castle quakes as it opens its massive jaw and inhales. Its maw expands, sucking up the contents of another room to add to its bulk.
Luffy barely keeps himself and a miniature Chopper from being inhaled by the beast. His rubber arm wrapped around a thick metal grate, preventing him from being added to the pile of flesh and stone.
'Hold me still!' Chopper shouts. His metal gloves are placed in front of him. 'I need to get a full lock to use my brain point!'
'I'm trying, Chopper!' Luffy shouts, wrapping his other arm around the immobile deer man. 'But uh, what do any of those words mean?'
The doctor grunts as a rusted sword flying by him nearly takes his head off. 'I'm scanning for a weakness! Now hold still!' His eyes narrow at the sight of the hippo made of junk. 'I'm almost-'
The suction abruptly stops.
'LAGUE EARRRSSS!!'
'Luffy, dodge!'
The captain of the Strawhat Pirates releases his grip and uses the snap of his rubber body to fling them away. The stairwell they were clinging to a second ago is perforated with hundreds of metal blades coated in sick.
Luffy lands on a nearby walkway with a huff. 'And you had to turn into chibi Chopper to do that?'
'Shut up!' Chopper lands by him, but his hands are still stretched in front of him, pointing at the massive titan attacking them. The gaps between the gloves' fingers frame the beast’s massive bulk. 'I've just about got it!'
The ground quakes as the creature once known as Wapol plods towards them. Every step it takes shakes the palace to its foundations, threatening to collapse the already weakened structure.
'Well, you better hurry up.' Luffy cracks his knuckles on his one free hand. 'Cause I'm getting tired of running around doing nothing.'
Chopper watches from their superior vantage point as the King of Drum advances. Wearing an armor of slime and spiked metal, it reduces passing walls to clouds of debris with every step it takes.
'Well, if you want to die from a slow, painful infection, be my guest and punch away!'
'But you're a doctor, right?' Luffy asks. 'Can't you, I don't know, cure me before that happens or something?'
'With enough exposure to the plague infection is near certain.' Chopper eyes the beast marching towards him. 'And if the quantity of mucus covering him is any indication, he's already stage five or close to it. If we don’t stop him now, he might destroy the entire mountain!'
The doctor's eyes gleam. A flash of genius insight overtakes him as he stares at the hulking creature. 'That's it! That's his weakness!'
'What is? The fact that he has plague?'
The beast opens its mouth, and the two feel the pull of air towards its infinite stomach.
Chopper grips a supporting pillar by him, his eyes dart around. 'There!' He points to a wall to their left filled with holes and twisted strings of flesh. 'Luffy! Destroy that wall!'
The captain doesn't question the order. 'Gomu no Hammer!'
With a single fist, the wall crumbles. A slab of masonry filled with writhing fleshy maggots flies towards the mouth of the beast. With a single gulp, the creature swallows the stone and a new set of worm-infested armor covers its legs.
'Great! We made him stronger!'
Chopper lets go of his grip. 'That was just to get him to stop.' He dashes towards the new hole. 'Follow me outside!'
Luffy grunts and follows his friend out into the snowy wasteland. A moment later, he finds himself outside on the tundra. The frigid chill of the night washes over his barely clothed body; the near-zero air chills the pirate to the bone.
He shivers, clutching the scraps of his jacket closer to his body. 'BRRRRRR! Chopper, it is really cold out here!'
Luffy looks over, finding the deer in his natural, all-beast form. 'That's the idea! Now get on!'
Luffy shivers. 'Are you sure? You're not gonna get mad?'
The wall behind them cracks and quakes as something hits it from the other side.
'I'll be mad about it later, later! Listen to your doctor!'
'Man, you're bossy today!' Luffy jumps on his friend's back. 'Ooh! You're really soft and warm Choppppppppeeerrrrrr!!'
The Drum deer dashes away from the wall at incredible speed. His maneuverability in his natural environment is unmatched.
And just in time.
The wall behind them explodes into a cloud of rubble and dust. Wapol pushes himself through, his beastly form roaring in rage as he pursues his hated foes.
'UUUUNNN OM EEEEE?! OOOUUU UUUNNN ROMMM OURRRR IIINGGG!? RRRRAAAAAAA!!'
His roar shakes the mountainside around them. Permafrost under the sleet shatters with every step the monster takes, and snow is kicked up into flurries.
'Weakness one.' Chopper elaborates, prancing through the waist-deep snow as if it were a meadow. 'When he eats a significant mass, he must stop to incorporate it into his body.'
'EEEEETTT ENNN AHIIII ELLLYYYY!!!' The beast opens its mouth, inhaling and pulling the two towards him.
Chopper transforms into a near-human form with a muscular pair of legs.
'Jump point!' With a burst of power, he jumps out of the vortex of death, carrying Luffy along.
'RRRRRAAAAAA!!' Wapol strains to track the two, straining his head to suck the two towards his infinite maw.
But Chopper's speed is unmatched in the snow. With ease, he transforms back into his deer form and dashes away from the mad tyrant. 'Weakness number two!' The doctor feels the ground quake as the titanic beast pursues them. 'Anything eaten is added to the user's body!'
Luffy grips Chopper tightly to avoid being pulled off his back. 'Isn't that the problem? Thanks to all that stuff, we can't punch him!'
'RAAAAAGGHH!!' The king smashes the ground with his hoof, sucking harder and harder through its blighted mouth to drag them in.
'Weakness three!' Chopper shouts in defiance. 'How the material is added depends on the skill of the user! And in the case of Wapol...' the doctor stops and turns towards the advancing beast.
'Chopper!?' Luffy says with confusion as the king bears down on them.
The doctor takes in a deep breath. 'WAPOL IS A COMPLETE STUPID IDIOT!! HE CAN'T EVEN CRAFT A COMPLIMENT LET ALONE A SET OF DECENT ARMOR!!'
#RAAAAAAGGGHHHG!!# Wapol opens his mouth in a blind rage and inhales everything around him into his gullet.
'Arm Point!' Chopper transforms into a heavy muscular form and slams his fist into the ground. He and Luffy feel the massive force as their bodies are pulled towards the living vacuum. Stone, ice, and remains of trees are siphoned by the infested monster attempting to devour them.
#EEEEAAAAATTTT OOOUUUUU!!#
'He's just blindly slapping whatever he eats on his body!' Chopper shouts over the deafening roar. 'And that's our path to victory!'
Luffy grips his straw hat for dear life. He looks at the king of Drum in all his unholy glory. '...oh! I get it!'
'RRRRRAAAAAA!!' Wapol inhales harder and harder; the mountain is stripped bare, exposing dirt and gravel under the ice that once settled on the peak. 'AHHHH ILLLLL ILLLLL... RRRRAAA!!'
The suction stops. The king of Drum slams his head into the ground; his body shivers, unnatural pain assaults his brain, joints, and gut. Needles of pain assault his iron-hard stomach as his body spasms from the unnatural feeling originating in his skull.
'R-R-RAIN E-E-EZEEEE!!' The monarch screams in pain. His body cracks and trembles from the intense cold that is freezing him in place. A wind blows over his ice-caked armor.
Chopper rips his arm from the ground, taking in the bare mountain stripped of snow. 'Inhaling hundreds of metric tons of snow? A very poor idea, King Wapol.'
The beast opens its mouth to roar in defiance. Its metal jaw, made from metal stronger than a battleship’s hull, cracks from the cold. 'RRRAAaaaAAA!!'
His body follows suit. Metal armor covering Wapol shatters; fleshy bulks crack like glass. Ice incorporated into the concrete legs expands and breaks the pillars keeping the monster up. Ichor spilling from its maimed body freezes instantly in contact with Drum’s sub-zero temperatures.
'Adding that hundreds of tons of ice directly on your body?' Chopper flexes his massive biceps. 'Extremely poor idea.'
'OOOUUU...BBBBBRRRRRR!!' The mass of flesh shivers uncontrollably. It tries to move, to keep its tainted blood flowing, only to find its legs frozen to the ground by its own black ice spilling from the cracks in its body.
'But walking into a Drum Blizzard while covered in wet fluids and Ice?' Chopper smirks. 'Well that's just asking for death!'
'RR... BBBRRRR!!' The king feels his body freeze up in real time as the cold worms its way deeper.
'You may have the power of a Devil Fruit, but I came equipped with a greater power!' Chopper taps his head. 'The power of science. Compared to the wrath of nature, your invincible power is meaningless!'
'RRRAAA OOOOOPPPPPPEEEERRR!!' The thing tenses its legs.
'I wouldn't try that, my King.' The doctor spits out in a mocking tone.
'RRRAAAA-' Wapol's legs shatter, sending it on its belly. The ground quakes once more before the shivering mass freezes up again.
'SHI HA HA HA!!' Luffy stretches his arms behind him. 'Way to go, Chopper! Our crew's doctor is the best!'
Chopper tenses as he prepares his metal-encased fist. 'I'm not your ship's doctor!'
'OOOOPPPPEEERRRRR!!'
'Whatever you say, Doctor!' Luffy laughs it off. 'GOMU NOOOOO....'
Chopper's right gauntlet sparks. 'SUPER HEAVY...'
'AAAHH... AHHHH AMMMM-
Luffy's arms shoot forward. 'BAZOOKA!'
Chopper throws his entire body's weight behind one blow. 'LIGHTNING GONG!'
The two smash Wapol's jaw in with superhuman force. The entire body of the hippo cracks, shatters, and explodes as the main body of the tyrant flies out the back end of his frozen armor.
'IIIIIIINNNNNGGGG!!' Wapol screams out as he sails towards his palace. Half the building is demolished as its king is broken on its rubble. The two watch in glee as half of a flesh-patched tower collapses on top of him. Then, for the first time in what feels like forever, all is again silent on the mountain top.
Luffy dusts off his black rubber gauntlets, happy to see no trace of plague gunk on them. 'And that's that.'
'That's that.' Chopper nods in agreement. 'Couldn't have happened to a nicer tyrant.'
'Well... I know a few in my kingdom who could have used a punch to the face.' Luffy's smile sours.
'Noted. But now's not the time to reminisce.' The doctor walks towards the castle. 'Now it's time to find Kureha. Hopefully there's enough left of Wapol to interrogate. '
'Aaaaagh!' Luffy shouts. 'I just remembered!'
Chopper turns. He levels an incredulous gaze at the idiot. 'You forgot why we even came here?'
'Oh? No, not that!' Luffy shivers, rubbing his arms. 'I forgot I was supposed to be cold.'
'You forgot it was cold...' The doctor stops mid-thought before laughing. 'Te he he he. I'm not going to dignify that with a proper response. Now come on.' He continues walking. 'Let's see if I can't find my patient some warm clothing.'
.......
The halls echo with the clunky steps of Wapol, the greatest king in Drum's history. He makes his way to his personal armory.
Unlike the weak pea-shooters he integrated into the castle, these were weapons worthy of a true king. Rifles of peerless quality embellished in gold. Spears that exploded with every swing. Dust that could unleash storms when fired into the air. And his prized possession, a bomb capable of destroying half a city with a single blast.
And Wapol was going to use it.
The king stumbles. He ferks his broken jaw, and his body quakes with pain. Only his additional organs, metal-lined skeleton, and #powerful plague-hardened flesh# had saved him from death at the hands of those rebels.
He was going to use it to kill that worthless mammal and the stretchy rubber freak.
Wait, not the abomination. Not Chopper. It was his meal ticket.
His black blood smears the ground beneath him. Blood leaks from cracks in his body. He wraps the scant remains of his fur coat around the leaking wounds.
No, he'd just kill the freak. That annoying, loud, weak rubber freak.
He would pay.
Wapol hacks up a gross pile of flesh too damaged to serve its purpose.
He drags himself through the labyrinthian hallways on his way to his prize.
They would all pay!
All those ungrateful subjects! After he had protected them from those quack doctors who failed to stop the plague! After he allowed them to live in his fortresses once the animals went mad! They refused to give him his right! They had starved him! Their king!
Oh sure, they claimed there wasn't enough food for him! All they had to do was kill off the worthless layabouts, and there'd be more than enough for their divine patron! Instead they bribed his craven guards and blew up his armory. And all because he did his kingly duties and made an example of one of the tax-dodging villages. Choking to death one of his brother's spore shells was a just punishment for refusing to reward their protector.
Thankfully, he was a king! He was able to create more, better soldiers to replace those cowards who failed to follow his orders.
And he had friends. Yes, he had to remember he still had powerful friends he could rely upon.
All it had cost him were those worthless doctors that failed to keep the plague from tainting his form. He had enough food after that. And then he had a lucky break and caught that rogue witch Kureha! That had gotten him the weapons he had planned on using to wipe out those treasonous rebels infesting his perfect country.
And once he brought them the animal, he'd get more. He'd drag those worthless ungrateful slaves to their knees and make them beg for his kingly mercy! #A mercy he would never offer those swine#
Wapol pushes open the door at the end of the hallway and comes face to face with the door to his personal quarters.
A door that a pair of harlots were trying to break into.
'Ugh!' The orange-haired vixen removes the second deadbolt. 'This is taking a lot longer than normal. Damn headache.'
'Yep.' A stupid-looking harlot with a crop of blue hair nods. 'Damn headache.'
... it had been a while since he had a proper bed warmer.
The King of Drum smiles, licking his pus-covered lips as he takes in the shapely beauties in front of him.
Perhaps today isn't so bad after all.
Wapol stomps behind the two, prepared to scare the meek women into submission with his virile, masculine body.
The final lock to his door clicks open. 'Finally. That took too long.' The girl stands up and pushes the door open. Miraculous piles of treasure, his reward for being such a perfect amazing king, line the walls of his humble abode.
'Wow. Lots a shiny.'
'Yes Nojiko.' The orange-haired woman pats the blue hair. 'Lots of shiny. Pretty lavish bedroom, wouldn't you say, King Wapol?'
The divinely powered king freezes.
She was perceptive. Good.
He watches as the orange hair turns to face him. He prepares to savor her fear, her despair as she realizes what the pathetic scared women were up against.
'Wow.' The orange hair takes in his plague-covered body as if sizing up a piece of meat. 'You're the second ugliest person I've ever seen in my life. And the other was a fishman.'
...scratch being a bedwarmer. This one he's fused with his cushions and make her into a marital aid.
The stupid-looking girl glances at him. Her stupid look morphs into a glare of hate. 'Yep. Very ugly. Don't like.'
...that's two soon-to-be limbless toys for him to fill with his royal seed.
'Nojiko?'
'Yes, Nami.'
'I don't like looking at this guy. Can you get rid of him?'
'...'
'Nojiko?'
'...yes. Gonna kill bad king.' The blue-haired woman marches towards him.
Oh, how cute! She'd thought that he'd be scared of a stupid little girl! Even in his weakened state, he was a king with the power of a god! He could easily...
The stupid-looking one pulls out a Glaive strapped to her back.
Rosebud.
That weapon.
The weapon that cut him!
The weapon that traitorous swine Dalton had cut him with!
After he had been blessed with his divine power and this powerful body, his most loyal sword had turned on him like a rabid dog. Something about him eating his subjects and him being unable to be cured of stupidity or some other nonsense.
The weak girl approaches him, and a jagged scar across his chest, covered in sores, aches. His body remembers the wound of that day, the closest his divine form had ever come to death.
He had come close to dying. If it weren't for the blessing of his plague, he would have died! Curse those doctors for failing to treat his plague. #Bless them for infecting him with its power#
He had made an example of the traitor that day. He had beaten him into a coma, kept him alive, unable to die, and thrown his prized weapon over the cliff. He had wanted to watch the limbless, craven, stupid monster who had dared to defy him starve to death like he wanted his king to! Oh, how poetic that would have been!
But he had escaped. Escaped his palace months ago. And now his weapon was here.
Wapol stops himself from quivering in fear. He was a king! He was Invulnerable! Nothing could...
The girl transforms into a beast. Strong black hooves bite into the stone. Her chest grows wide and strong. Her arms become thick and muscular. And a pair of devilish horns grow from her scalp.
'OOOOOOO!!' Wapol reels.
It was HIM! He came back for him! He wasn't dead! Impossible! How? Wh-
'Fiddle...' the monster vanishes.
'EEERE?!'
A blade catches his arm, his other arm, and his chest in rapid succession.
'BAM!' The monster slices through reinforced bone as if it were paper.
Wapol watches his severed arm fly into the air, his other one flips uselessly by his side his chest spurts out a geyser of black blood. He doesn't scream. He's too scared to do so. His eyes widen at the sight of the demon bull bearing down on him.
He opens his jaw, instinctively seeking to devour the great threat. His great maw expands in size; metal blades replace his teeth. 'UUUMMM EAAR-'
The girl grips her weapon in two hands; her muscles tense. 'Fiddle Broken!'
And then Wapol really begins to scream.
..........
'AAAAAaaaaAAAAaAAAaa!!'
A piercing scream echoes through the halls of the castle.
Luffy jumps over a pile of rounded stones. 'Sounds like Wap Hill isn't having a good time.'
'AAaaAaaaAaAaaa!'
Chopper hears the sound and redoubles his pace. 'Hurry, Luffy.' He throws open a half-broken door and dashes through.
Luffy follows. 'Um, isn't Wapol getting hurt a good thing?'
Chopper grunts. 'Not if he dies before I can interrogate him! If he dies, I might never find where Kureha is!'
'Oh! That makes sense!' Luffy wraps one arm around Chopper and shoots his other one forward. 'Hold on. I know a shortcut!'
Chopper resists the grapple for one moment before following the path of Luffy's arm. A path that vanishes around several breakneck corners. He thrashes harder. 'Luffy, wait!'
'Gomu no...'
'There's no need-'
'Broken Rocket!'
The two zip forward in a puff of smoke. They smash into a wall and are pulled back and forth as they make their way down several hallways. They arc around each corner at speeds too fast to notice, running into-
'Sanji!?'
The chef of the Straw Hat Pirates has enough time to look away from the rubber arm in front of him. His eyes widen at the sight of the missile bearing towards him. 'LUF-'
The ball of rubber and pain slams into Sanji, dragging him down the hall along with him.
He holds onto Chopper's bulky fur for dear life. 'L-Luffy!?!'
'Hey Sanji!' Luffy grins as they are flipped around a banister. 'Don't worry, we're almost there!'
'Almost wh-'
Their fantastic voyage comes to a complete stop half a second later.
The living cannonballs smash into something warm and furry, landing in a pile of confusion and tangled limbs. The pile of sore limbs and spinning heads lies in the pile of tangled masses; confusion and pain bombard their rattled brains.
'Shi shi shi! That was fun!
Chopper grunts as he pulls his body from the pile. 'Sanji? What's your crew's rule on mutinies?'
The doctor extends his hand, and Sanji uses it to pull himself up. 'Majority vote.'
Chopper glares down at the "Captain" of the Strawhat Pirates. 'So we just need you, Nojiko, Nami, and one other person before we can kill your captain.'
'Nojiko agrees. Punish bad Luffy.'
Sanji turns to see a frazzled young woman standing next to him. 'Nojiko! When did you get here? Is Nami in trouble? '
The girl nods. 'Nope. She's looting.'
Chopper rolls his eyes. 'Of course she's stealing things. How is it I've known your crew for a day and I already knew that would be your answer?'
Sanji chuckles. 'We're a memorable bunch. And why are you here, Nojiko?'
The girl frowns and points. 'Follow running king. Punish bad king.'
The group turns to the mutilated pile of flesh trying to crawl away. Its face is a mess of cuts and scabs. Its jaw is missing; its hanging tongue scrapes the ground. The scraps of a torn coat are stuck to the black pimples that cover its back. The two stumps that could have been legs leak a trail of fluids behind it. It drags itself away from the group with its one good hand, whimpering all the while.
For a while, the group just stares at the pitiful waste of flesh trying to crawl away from their tormenters.
'That's Wapol?' Luffy asks in disgust.
'...seems so.' Sanji lights a cigarette to mask the awful stink.
'Not long.' Nojiko tries to move towards him with the gore-covered blade in her hands.
Chopper stops her. 'Behold the Tyrant of Drum. In all his glory.'
Luffy nods at the doctor's spiteful mocking. 'Is it weird I feel bad for him?'
Sanji points to a mass of flesh growing through a wall. 'You remember that used to be one of his subjects?'
'He hurt Nami! And he hurt... someone else?' Nojiko states with unexpected confusion, as she grips her head.
'He slaughtered his own people, drove his kingdom into open revolt against him, and only cared about his appetite while claiming he was a great ruler.' Chopper counts off Wapol's sins on his fingers.
'...' Luffy witnesses the pathetic mass on the ground who was a king. 'Still feel bad for him.'
'...you know what, Luffy?' Chopper stomps towards him. 'I do too.'
He steps on Wapol's only good hand, keeping him pinned in place as he leans down to look him in the eyes. 'I feel VERY bad for our king.' He reaches into a pouch by his side and pulls out a complicated-looking metal device. 'After all, his last moments on this planet will be spent... with ME.'
Wapol the invincible looks up into the eyes of his captor.
Chopper's eyes blaze with anger. 'And as they say in Cypher poll, I have ways of making him talk.'
The device in Chopper's hand buzzes and sparks malevolently.
And Wapol can only stare as the hand of a demon closes around his skull.
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