Fishing For Men, - Mission #37

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Mission #37

Fishmen pirates are occupying Zarzara island in the South Blue! It is rumored that their captain Junichirou, who has a 10 000 000 bounty, will give a special item as a reward to anyone who can defeat him in combat. Do you think you can beat Him and his crew, with the first mate that also has a bounty of 8 000 000? But of course he won't give you the item if you try to hand him over to the marines to get his bounty.

The sudden flash of lightning broke the opaque black that blanketed this night. Several moments later thunder roared over the skies which would have broken the still silence if the onslaught of wild rain hadn't already done so. 

It was heavy,

The metal that is. Metal that to anyone else would prove immovable but to her, to this mentally idle covert machine moved throughout port as if she glided over the ground. Her large black cloak covering her physique to the extent of indistinguishability. 

Kisai,

The emotionally idle subordinate under The Creed did nothing more than what she was instructed to do which was to wait at the docks at the end of the port for two other guild members. So they could make the trip to Zarzara island. 

So she did

Kisai found herself being the first of the group of three to show up for their illicit bounty hunt. She calmly stood without complaint as the rain beat down on her tiny, petite frame. The cloak doing it's job in keeping her dry. 

Destination reached....
Thermal vision active....
Night vision active...
Power saving mode activating..... Active. 
Preparing for standby...
Scanning for familiar lifeforms....

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Five Hours Earlier......


Before Poots arrival he was a few miles from the docks of where two Creed members was suppose to be awaiting him. " Give it back ya squirt or I'll crush yee " The pirate screamed to the top of his throat at a local pub. Poot was well known to cause nothing but mischief and trouble wherever he went. " Urghh Rum breathe " Poot said with a disgusted face as the pirate grew more frustrated. " First tell me whats in the chest old man and I might give it back to you depending on what it is ". The stare down between Poot and this random pirate which Poot unlawfully stole his belongs was intense. The rest of the pub knew not to interfere for it might be there life on the line. " YOU LITTLE PIECE OF SHIT WHO DO YOU THINK I AM!! ". The pirate yelled running full charge at Poot, fist clenched, breathe still carrying the smell of rum. " Why do you adults consist on doing everything the hard way ". Quickly pulling out one of his rather large tomahawks from a hidden back pocket in his slacks Poot swung with speed and strength making a critical connection with the pirates clenched fist breaking in six different ways. The pirate instantly dropped to the floor lucky that Poot used the back side of his weapon rather then cutting his fist in two. " Ehhh..... See you could have just walked away from this safely ". Walking over the pirate who was on the floor in agonizing pain holding his fist Poot grabbed the keys to the chest that he had stole from the pirate to begin with. Unlocking the check, excited on what might be inside only to be disappointed by a navy blue pear with a round tip. Hungry and young Poot swallowed the fruit whole not thinking twice of what it was or what it could do to him. Though this thought didn't hit him until he started to feel woozy. Stumbling out of the pub outside only to fall flat on his face with disgust of what he had just consumed. Unknowingly Poot had swallowed whole a devil fruit and a rare on at that. The Hara Hara No Mi juices produced a warm dark green liquid that tasted like vomit and caused Poot to pass out.

Present.....

Awaking in a barrel, woozy and noxious Poot noticed it was dark out. " How in the......what in the.....where am I?. " Wondering as he got himself out of the fished filled barrel that he had been unknowingly placed in by someone. The only good thing that came out of this was that he wasn't far from where he was suppose to be, late probably but that was good enough. With each step he took to close the distance to the meeting point he felt like throwing up his insides. " What in the hell did I eat and why am I feeling like this? ". He was a reck and had to pull it together as he was able to lock eyes on one of the Creed members that had arrived first. It was fortunate that he was able to arrive second but also worrisome. He had never met the Creed member before him and wasn't trying to. Poot stumbled closer toward the member that looked like to be a female and fell right next to her only to hear the sound of snores in the night after hearing the hard impact that he made with the ground.