SWORD: CHAPTER THREE - The Alpha Group

[|The SHAKINATOR|]

. . . PREVIOUSLY

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~As part of their S.W.O.R.D initiation mission, a group of hopeful marines were paired up to tackle the problem at Shivre Mountain, which was the Rock Dragon Bandits.

Dante and Rael travelled to Shivre Mountain undercover and snooped around in order to find some information before picking out a certain few Rock Dragon Bandits, including the inn-keeper’s daughter, whom Dante had grown very fond off. Despite her betrayal, Dante and Rael managed to overcome the odds and capture the girl as well a high-ranked bandit in the process.

Rael also managed to get his hands on a Devil Fruit and now has the power to take the heat out of an opponent’s body, or put cold into it. Either way, he’s the cold man now.

The two of them now travel back to Jreum Island to pick up their reward, a promotion hopefully and a position in the S.W.O.R.D Division~

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NOW . . .

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SWORD: CHAPTER THREE – The Alpha Group

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"First Steps To Success..."

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:450px;] OCCUPATION -Marine/Navigator DIVISION - S.W.O.R.D RANK - Ensign CLASS - Class D Remus Dante, the son of an corrupt noble-man, was relaxed in a decent sized fishing boat as the current pulled them into Jreum Island. Having forced it off a fisherman, Dante was pleased with his catch. “I mean, even if Haunter doesn’t provide us with a ship, I’m sure we can make do with this for the time being. Amirite?” Dante asked Rael. The Ensign was far from serious about it; it was more of a jest. “Come on fellah, lighten up. We just caught two of Shivre Mountains most wanted.” He claimed before looking back at Bella, the girl who had ratted them out to the Rock Dragon Bandits. He pointed out to her boy-friend, who was still knocked out cold, as he spoke, “Alright, perhaps this shit-bag over here might not have been but I’m pretty sure, every man on Shivre Mountain wanted to get their hands on this beauty. Even me, I must admit. Unfortunately I found out your nothing but filth and I for one don’t play around with filth.” Dante told her with a smirk on his face. “Lookie here Danton…” She started speaking. “It’s Dante b****, DAN-TE… Learn to speak before you open that trap of yours, or else I’ll slap it so hard, you’ll lose your tongue out your ass.” Dante spoke aggressively but Bella wasn’t fazed. She continued to stare at him with a smile on her face. “You do realise that the boss won’t be happy with you guys capturing his favourite soldiers. The amount of marine’s and pirates I have handed over to the boss… I am his prized possession. You guys are in for it. In fact this base you are taking me down to; they’re also in for it." The crazy girl then let out a side-kick villain laugh. The one that you think its a bluff and hope it is as well. However, in Dante's case, he wished it wasn't. "You guys don’t even realise how vast our group is. Did I say group? You could call it a terrorist organisation. We have big plans… HUGE PLA-…UGGH!" Bella was cut off, mid-way her huge speech as Dante shoved a rag into her open mouth. With her hands tied behind her back, she struggled with taking it out. Just to make sure it stays in place, Dante tied it in place. “You seriously need to shut the hell up.” Dante said, as he took his seat again besides Rael. “She’s driving me bat-shit insane here,” the marine claimed as he looked to his partner before turning his head back to the girl. “If your coward of a boss comes out of his rabbit hole and down to Jreum, which would mean our job here is complete." Dante informed her. A smile on his face that stretched from one side to the other, formed gradually. "The only reason we captured you and didn’t kill you was to get information out of you. You’re like a gold-mine if all the Rock Dragon Bandits are going to come to our doorstep.” Dante explained to her. “Now keep the rest of the information saved till we take you back to Captain Haunter. I can’t be asked taking notes right now.”

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"I'm having a hard time caring about that speck of an island, my friend" Rael said quietly as he walked to join Dante in front of the two captives. The girl's arms were bandaged and dressed after the damage Rael had done to them. He hadn't aimed at any permanent harm but it was clear that he didn't have complete control over his fruit powers yet. I worried him somewhat as he was fairly used to being a precise fighter and any oddities in his style hindered him. And such hindrances could get a man killed.

Two Marines took each of them by the arms and dragged them on to the docks as they arrived at the marine base. It was good to be back in the Marine fortress, things always seemed so hectic out on the sea. Not to mention that Rael, much to his own dislike, had grown a bit paranoid of the rocking of ships. He half expected himself to go rolling overboard at any given moment and sink to his death. He didn't like this effect that the fruit was having on him and he wowed never to have it control his actions.

The bandit couple struggled but they weren't going anywhere. Rael walked behind the guards with Dante by his side. "I know you're pissed at this bitch but leave the rage episodes to me, mate. I could do with some real fighting now just to get this pent up tension out of my body" He said as he slapped his friend lightly on the back, grabbing the hilt of his rapier just to keep himself from trying to punch the nearest person.

The great gates of the base swung open and a squad of marines marched out to meet them, weapons ready.

"Seems like something is afoot...." Rael said as he kept his hand on his blade.

[|The SHAKINATOR|]

"First Steps To Success..."

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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,bTable][atrb=style, width:450px;] OCCUPATION -Marine/Navigator DIVISION - S.W.O.R.D RANK - Ensign CLASS - Class D "I know you're pissed at this bitch but leave the rage episodes to me, mate. I could do with some real fighting now just to get this pent up tension out of my body" Rael had said and for once Dante had to agree with him. He was looking forward to take on some real mission. This one had involved too little interaction but the whole point had been to bring back some captives alive and they had done a pretty decent job in that. "You could say that again," Dante said, agreeing with Rael as he cracked his knuckles before sending a slap across the face of the Rock Dragon Bandit they had caught. Bella growled but didn't speak in case she got a slap of her own, knowing full well, Dante was capable of doing so, without a second thought. Dante couldn't help but smile through his teeth as he watched Bella struggling with the guards. "Gerr'off me you b*stards... Don't you touch me... Get your filthy hands off my ass you pervert." She screamed, shouting obscenity and making accusations with every step she took and every breath she exhaled. There seemed to be a little misunderstanding as the gates opened up to allow themselves and the prisoners in as the whole area had been lined up with armed officers of Jreum Island Navy Base. Guns at the ready, they stared down Rael and Dante. "Seems like something is afoot...."

[/b] Rael said, his hands ready at his rapier in case there was any sort of trouble.

Dante raised his hand, just to warn him to take it easy. Dante wasn't sure what was going on but it was important they didn't do anything stupid. Dante looked around the courtyard that lead up to the tall marine HQ. There was an expression that held a mixture of confusion and stress. "What's going on here guys? We've got some Rock Dragon Bandits over here."[/b] Dante exclaimed. The guards never moved from their positions, their eyes glued upon the four of them that had arrived on the island. They didn't even bother speaking to answer. "Guys, seriously... This isn't even funny. We're part of Captain Haunter's new set-up. What's it called again Rael? Wait, I remember... We're SWORD recruits. Ask Captain Haunter if you don't believe me."[/b] Dante let them know but still there was no response. Dante was starting to lose his patience now but he held on just in time for a response was waiting for them.

"I don't believe you young man,"[/b] came a rough, grumpy voice as a large, broad-shouldered man appeared from behind the crowd. A cigar rested in his lips and a marine cap hung off his crop cut hair. "Marine outfits are easy to get by..."[/b] He said as he stopped before Rael and Dante, "...and we've already had a group of bandits dressed in marine outfits attempt to infiltrate the Headquarters this morning. We're not taking any risks until Haunter himself doesn't come down here and vouch for you guys with some concrete proof."[/b] The high-ranked official warned the duo before taking in a deep draw of his intoxicant, exhaling it into the air in hoops.

After what seemed to be five long minutes of uncertainty and discomfort, the duo were relieved to witness the arrival of the marine with a patch over his eye. Haunter walked down in his usual fast pace. "Oi Cauldron!"[/b] He yelled out in arrogance, a cocky smile on his face, hiding his frustration.

"It's Colton... Commodore Colton to you in fact. Until I don't see any papers authorising the two of them to enter the HQ, they're not going anywhere."[/b] Replied the tall marine as he looked down upon the bald Haunter. Haunter remained unfazed, showing little to no intimidation, not even reacting to Commodore Colton's attempts.

"Go brush your teeth old dog, your breath stinks of tobacco. And like I already told you the last time you came in my way, I got my promotion so you no longer hold any authority over me."[/b] Haunter spoke coldly, the smile no longer on his face. Colton seemed to be fuming also and for a moment it seemed the two of them would rip each other apart but their professionalism soon kicked in. "I'm sure you are well aware, I am under the direct orders of the Admirals to run this new classified group. We will target dangerous rookie's rising up from the North Blue and contain them before they get a chance to spread their reigns to the Grand-Line."[/b] Haunter informed Colton before looking over to Rael and Dante who looked, taking a deep interest in this conversation. He produced two parchments of paper and handed them to Commodore Colton. "Now tell me again, why have you got my sub-ordinates standing out here in the cold. They've just returned after accomplishing a high risk mission."

Colton wasn't happy with Haunter's reply but he didn't bother starting unnecessary conflict. He mumbled a few which nobody could make out before walking off in a huff. Haunter laughed it off before handing out firm handshakes to both Rael and Dante. "Let them through and give some hot food, a hot bath and some new uniforms. I'll talk to you guys in my office once you're ready. We've got plenty to talk about." Haunter informed them before he looked upon their captives. "I must say great work on capturing these two. They're tight with the Rock Dragon Captain. Somebody, take the both of them to the interrogation room, I'll see to them tomorrow."


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