Hellboy Pirates

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #1

After getting rid of that pesky little bug called Cro, Michael thought that his life could get back to normal. He didn´t believe he was lucky enough for that obnoxious dwarf to die on his little adventure with Gabriel, but still, a few calm weeks was exactly what he needed to put his life back to order. Shame he couldn´t get them.

It happened just two days after Cro´s departure. He was sitting in his office, going through some notes for the current case, when someone knocked on his door. Looking up from his work, he noticed Eve, her usual smile replaced by a worried expression.

“Mr. Campbell, I am sorry to disturb you, but there is a marine officer looking for you.”

The lawyer frowned. As far as Loguetown´s base was concerned, he knew several of its officers personally, but in most cases, their relationship couldn´t be described as good by any stretch of the imagination. He was a lawyer after all so this could be expected, but beyond that, there was also the fact, that he was a serial killer with a very long body count to his name, a reckless serial killer at least during these past few weeks, so if someone from the marines put two and two together…his right hand slowly reached towards the hilt of his cane sword, only to stop as the marine in question entered the room.

“Relax, it´s only me.”

He was young, seventeen years old to be precise, of average height with a sinewy build, very plain, ordinary face, and chestnut-colored hair. A Petty Officer according to his uniform.

“I thought we agreed to keep a safe distance from each other Nathaniel.”

The lawyer growled instead of any greetings. The two of them already met a few months ago, when Nathaniel was assigned to Loguetown. The young man came to greet him right away as a senior member of their little club and the two of them agreed to keep their distance for the sake both of them. Since then, they occasionally helped each other out, but Nathaniel never visited his office like this.

“I know, sorry, but...it´s about my dad, I found his killer.”

[Kami-Gaz]

Today was a most unusual day for Rakka Hoshiko, he had just finished his training with Master Bubbles just days ago and now he was stopping at the marine base in Louge Town for something very serious. Just a couple of weeks ago his mother passed away, a decorated officer of the world navy and idol for her son. She was injured badly some many months ago in a conflict with a deserted marine officer turned mad bomber pirate. Those wounds eventually killed her. Today was a sombre day because it was the reading of her will to the young recruit.

So, in uniform he had made his way here, sat in an office with some important looking people and had a serious discussion. It was a shame Ensign Rosalyn was not here… she would have been a good pilar of support for the young man, but he was going to persevere regardless. His training with Master Bubbles and time with Reynard’s family taught him that life goes on and waits for no one. Their sister Fleur lost her idol but went to live her dream on the grand line, on academy Island.

“And with that recruit Hoshiko, we have a few possessions that your mother wished to give you.” One of the officers stated, pulling out a duffle bag. A heavy looking dark navy-blue thing that was almost bulging. “A tone dial, with a recorded message for you to listen too in private.” A shell was pulled from the bag and slid forward to the young marine. He took it and let his hands feel the contours of the shell.

“An album of photographs of your entire family. Your father’s old justice coat. When you are promoted to officer you can wear this or have your own one made.” There were a few awkward glances from some of the other officers but the one reading the statement carried on as he pulled a photobook and a white justice coat out from the bag, the ends of the sleeves, the bottom and the neckline were burned and ragged, but it was clean and well cared for everywhere else.

“Your mother loved you son, when she served with me, she always spoke about how you were so determined and brave to train and get strong just like her.” Another spoke, giving him a bright smile to try and cut the gloom out of the air. “You were her world and that speaks volumes, you have her attitude and tenacity. I saw the report of the night patrol incident, I hope Captain Hertz recommends you for a promotion son.”

Rakka nodded with a bright smile before saluting. “Thank you, Sir, Sirs. You have been very kind to me.” Rakka spoke, that determination his mother was known for flowing from his voice as he started to place everything back into the bag. “I never knew my dad. Can you tell me anything about him? If you knew him?”

A cold air of silence and remorse fell onto the officers in the room. “Well-”

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Rakka left the base, a mix of emotions running though his head and duffle bag on his shoulder. He had to head back to meet Rey, then they could get back to the twenty second and back to duty under Rosie. That was what they both needed now. A sense of normality and routine as they worked on their dreams.

“I… I’ll listen to this when I’m ready.”

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Post 1
Rakka: ffffff

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #2

Whatever Nathaniel hoped to accomplish by the last sentence didn´t happen as the lawyer´s tired and distant expression didn´t change in the slightest when he muttered

“Well, congratulations on that, but what has it to do with me?”

The young marine paused, obviously confused by such a cold and uncaring response.

“I…I thought that you might help me to hunt him down, given…”

Michael frowned

“Given we are both from M.A.R.I.?”

Nathaniel nodded, prompting the lawyer to a tired sigh.

“Well sorry to break it to your kiddo, but that´s not what we do. Our study of martial arts and in some cases personal friendship is what binds us together. We are not some kind of secret private army…”

The young marine looked at him visibly discouraged by such a blatant turndown.

“But you…”

Michael frowned.

“I am putting down people who crossed the line yes. But the same thing can be said about your friend marines right? Isn´t it what you guys are doing for a living? Just inform your superior officer and go after him officially.”

This time it was Nathaniel´s turn to frown.

“That´s exactly what I did and they will go after them, but…Lieutenant Gibbons doesn´t understand the danger, he is underestimating the Hellboy Pirates, thinking just a small force will do it…”

The lawyer chuckled.

“And the two of us will do any better?”

Nathaniel shook his head.

“Well no…I mean…since I became a marine I was searching for the pirate who killed my father. I read about him, studied him. That man is really bad news. He is hunting marines for a sport and knows their tactics. He would expect them to come, but Gibbons is just overconfident, a fool who thinks that if he takes down a big name himself, he will get the promotion to captain…!”

[Kami-Gaz]

The young man wandered for a time with his duffle bag of stuff, the stuff that his mother left for him. It was heavy… not physically but emotionally, he had heard how his father was a marine before an incident happened. One the officers were not allowed to talk about due to it being classified in nature. The jacket that was in this bag was his fathers… he knew his mothers was still at home, back on Karate Island with his grandparents… but this? She kept it for him.

As he wandered in his own mind the young marine failed to notice that he had a tail, a follower… more than one. They were darting around and whispering into transponder snails. It wasn’t until he bumped in to a tall and well-built man that was effectively a wall of muscle. With a soft thud Rakka took a few steps back and looked up with a half-smile. “I’m sorry! I wasn’t paying attention; I hope I didn’t hurt you!” He said with a chipper tone as that dial in his hands was placed into his pocket. His other hand rubbed on the back of his head to mingle in his dirty blond hair.

A chorus of laughter rang out around the young marine, there were ten, no more than that surrounding him, and most were pulling out weapons. The big one in front chuckled with a nasty smirk. “You hurt me? Kid, you’ll be lucky if you can breathe through a tube after this.”

A fist flew at Rakka, one that he avoided rather easily, these were slow… They had to be at least half as fast as Rey for them to catch him by surprise with an attack like that. The wall of muscle before him barely had time to react to the miss as Rakka’s own fist embedded itself into his muscles with enough force to launch the man back a few feet and down to his knees. "Not sorry this time."

“Brats got some moves. Let’s see him handle this though.” One of the random mooks spoke as the circle around Rakka started to close. This was enough to take his mind off of this morning, it was close to being a fair fight… still he had better not go too hard on them.

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Rakka: ffffff

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #3

The lawyer wasn´t selfless enough to risk his life for someone he barely knew M.A.R.I. or not but having a friend at Marines a friend that owed him one could be helpful for a man in his position. And truth to be told, there were few people who could join them during the hunt, the Demon Gator and the Serpent Fist to name a few, so the whole thing didn´t have to be such a suicide mission as it sounded from the young marine´s mouth, but still, Michael had to think it through.

“Let´s say I´ll help you…”

He started carefully immediately sparking a glimpse of hope in the young man´s eyes.

“can you guarantee that my name won´t be mentioned at all?”

Nathaniel blinked in surprise.

“I…what? Why? I mean if we succeed it would be an incredible achievement the Marines would probably give you a medal and…”

The lawyer shook his head in disagreement.

“Yeah that´s all nice, but I don´t want anything of that, so if you want my help, you have to promise to take all the credit for yourself.”

Confused, Nathaniel nodded.

“I…don´t understand why, but all right?”

Satisfied, Michael wanted to continue, when Eve suddenly stormed into his office.

“I am terribly sorry Mr. Campbell but something terrible is happening in front of our office! Some men are just attacking a marine officer on the street!”

She blurted out as she was trying to catch her breath.

Cursing, Michael tried to stop Nathaniel, but he was too slow as the young officer jumped on his feet and sprinted from his office down to the street. Nearly jumping down the whole staircase he appeared on the street before Michael could even leave his office.

“Get the f*ck away from my junior!”

He yelled from the top of his lungs. Young man seventeen maybe eighteen years old with average height, sinewy build, plain face, and auburn hair, that was wearing a marine uniform with the rank of Petty Officer on his shoulders hit the nearest pirate with a body slam. He was too light and weak to actually knock him away, but the force of impact was enough to throw the pirate of his balance, creating large enough opening for Nathaniel to stab him through the chest with his Spear.

[Kami-Gaz]

The young marine had held his stance, his head on a swivel as he looked about, using the reflection in the windows near by to keep a track on the pirates that were behind him. He held a confident smile on his face as the first of the attackers came. With a push forward, Rakka pushed the fist aside with one hand and planted the other into his face before bringing a knee up and extending his leg forward to blow the guy away.

The man to his right made the next move, they were thoroughly overwhelmed as Rakka spun with his still outstretched leg and swept a kick into their midsection. It caused the pirate to stumble sideways into one of his advancing friends. “Are you guys trying or still warming up?” He asked cockily before a pair jumped at him with a yell.

The two were still brandishing weapons that were coming in from different angles. One from above and the other from the lower left. Rakka hopped back and then surged forward as they lost their balance due to over committing to the attack. With a quick punch forward a wave of oil surged down his arm, just as the blow made contact it exploded at the end of his fist, causing a shockwave to ripple through the man. Rakka then spun again with an outstretched arm and clotheslined the second attacker, knocking him flat on his back. A heartbeat later the one he punched early dropped to the floor with blood dripping from the corner of his mouth.

It was at this point he heard the shout of someone telling these muggers to leave Rakka, their junior alone. With a chuckle Rakka shook his head just as a knife was plunged into it from behind. The attacker looked at him in horror as his hand splashed against oil and the knife slipped right through before Rakka’s head returned to normal. “DEVIL FRUIT!” He bellowed.

“Cobra’s Kiss!” Rakka announced as with what looked to be barely any movement, he delivered a one-inch punch that exploded with oil at the moment of impact to ripple a shockwave through the knife wielders body. With a cough the assailant spat blood onto the cobbles as he fell to the floor. There were only three still standing, the rest were either groaning in pain from the devastating blows Rakka had delivered or worse.

“Sir, I have this handled Sir!” Rakka called as he noticed the last three grouping up around the door that the Superior Officer had emerged from.

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Rakka: ffffff

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #4

After taking out one of the attackers, Nathaniel turned to the young recruit only to see another of the thugs sneaking on him from behind with a knife.

“Watch out!”

He yelled his warning, but it was already too late, as the blade found it´s wait into his back. To his surprise, however, there was no blood, but only some dark liquid resembling oil. His suspicion was quickly confirmed, when the attacker yelled about Devil Fruit and the young marine knocked him with something that strongly resembled Jan´s One Inch Punch.

“Holy, now I feel like an idiot…you are a Logia user? Who did you p*ssed off to be still Seaman with such power?”

He asked, clearly much more light-hearted when he realized that he won’t have to worry about his fellow soldiers.

Probably scared, the last three people moved towards the door leading to Michael´s office while Rakka claimed he can handle them himself. Claim that Nathaniel believed wasn´t simple boasting.

“Alright, they…”

As he wanted to say “all yours” the door suddenly opened, knocking one of the attackers to the ground.

“Oh my, what a predicament did I found myself in?”

With the mask of a burned-out lawyer on, Michael…no Mr. Campbell asked the remaining two thugs, who were looking at him startled by his sudden appearance.

“Who the…”

The one at the tried to ask before the head of Michael´s cane hit him from bellow into the chin. The second one reacted better, swinging a knife in his direction, but compared to the lawyer he was simply too slow. So, turning his cane in a clockwise fashion, the lawyer parried the blade, knocking it to the side, before stabbing the attacker into the solar plexus with its lower end. The pirate dropped his weapon, leaning forward, the wind knocked out of him, Michael moved around him, swinging his cane in a wide arc at the back of his head.

The cane bashed against the skull and the last thug fell to the ground, with Michael leaning heavily against his weapon as if this short battle was enormously taxing for him.

“Oh, dear lord, good thing I had such brave marines on my side. Can you imagine what could happen if these thugs attacked me?”

He asked sarcastically, making Nathaniel cringe.

“Good lord…”

He muttered for himself, before turning to Rakka.

“I am sorry for my…uncle…”

But than paused, taking a closer look at the recruit´s face.

“Sorry, but do I know you? I don´t think you serve under captain Mon Roy, but you seem strangely familiar…”

[Kami-Gaz]

Rakka had just finished dispatching the last one near to himself as he recognised the superior officer was accompanied by a civilian, one that was suited up well and was handily taking out the three that had peeled away from Rakka to get what looked to be an easier target. The officer made a peculiar comment however, Rakka hadn’t pissed anyone off that he knew of. Then the civilian moved into action with practiced moves that were precise and elegant, he was a practiced Martial Artist for sure.

From how he handled his opponents with such ease Rakka was sure he wasn’t even needed to help this gentleman out, but he chuckled at his gag and then instantly straightened his face and stood to attention for the officer that was here. He looked young, as young as Rakka maybe. “Sir, I am on leave after an incident. I Serve under Captain Herts of the 22nd division on Tequila Wolf. I am only here to be at the Will Reading for my mother Vice Admiral Hoshiko. I am Recruit Rakka Hoshiko.” He stated in perfect military speech loud and clear.

Then he bowed his head and moved to an easy stance before walking through the pile of injured bodies. “Should I get to work cuffing these men?” He asked, feeling at his belt to try and find his one pair of standard issue hand cuffs. “Oh, I haven’t gotten on any one’s bad side to the best of my knowledge. I was just holding back and hiding that aspect of my fruit until recently. Sparring with Mr Gabriel Moon taught me to appreciate my own abilities.” He explained before stopping before the civvie.

“Sir, your uncle is quite the Martial Artist. Where did you learn Mister?”

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Rakka: ffffff

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #5

As the last attacker fell to the ground, the situation started calming itself. Nathaniel, suddenly straightened as he was taking his duties and rank very seriously, listened to Rakka´s report, while Michael took off his tie to tie the nearest pirate to the city lamp.

“Oh, my sincere condolences.”

The Petty Officer said seemingly surprised by the stated reason for the seaman´s presence at the Polestar Island, however, at the same time the tone of his voice hinted how deeply it affected him, almost as if he lost a parent himself in the past.

His mood however quickly shifted, when Rakka started talking asking about his “uncle”.

“Yes, he is, he…”

Then he paused, as he realized another important thing the member of 22nd said.

“You…you know master Gabriel?”

Nathaniel gasped for air almost as if Rakka mentioned that he was the best friend of his idol or celebrity he deeply admired.

Still listening to their conversation, Michael raised his head from the fallen thug and took a closer look at the young marine. He looked familiar, almost as if…then it suddenly clicked for him. The feeling of familiarity wasn´t based on previous experience, but a description he got from Gabriel not so long ago.

“Of course, he knows, he is one of us.”

The lawyer growled, seemingly irritated by the way Nathaniel was handling the whole situation.

“But if you don´t mind, I am not the one with handcuffs so…”

He gestured towards the remaining pirates.

“It should be all right!”

A female voice, coming from a window on the first floor, interrupted Michael´s grumble.

“I already called the marines; they should pick these guys up in a few minutes.”

Whoever would look up there would see a young, woman in her late twenties, with long golden hair and a gentle face and a curvy, very feminine-looking figure, squeezed into formal wear suitable for a lawyer´s assistant.

“Really? Thank you, Eve!”

Nathaniel waved to her, earning a charming smile, that made the young marine blush as he finally headed towards one of these pirates’ handcuffs in his hands, only to curse under his breath, when he noticed a large tattoo on his forearm.

“Mi…I mean, Jonathan looks at this…these guys are from Hellboy´s crew!”

[Kami-Gaz]

The young marine did his due diligence, pulling the unconscious members of this attacking force over and piling them close together. Once he was done, he handcuffed a pair together with their arms looped around the wooden pillar of a building’s front façade. The entire time hew as listening to Nathanial and this Johnathon fellow talk. It was when the female, Eve, appeared that he looked up and nodded to her. “Thank you, Ma’am!” He spoke with a salute to the civilian who did something very helpful.

Then Nathanial made mention of a pirate crew name and Rakka looked up at him with a raised brow. “Is this a pirate crew that has been plaguing the area?” He asked before standing up right, that spark in his eye as he let his eyes lay across the small pile of beaten men. “Sir, I may be on leave, but I am available to lend aid if you require it.” He spoke with a barely contained excitement in his voice… this was going to be a fight and he wanted to test out his skills, to prove to himself that this training was a good idea against some real opponents and not just the odd Spar against friends.

One of the men groaned as he woke up, being one of the few that couldn’t be cuffed or held in place. With a start he realised he was in trouble and scrambled to his feet and started sprinting, aiming to run down a side street close to the recruit that had knocked most of his team flat on their asses.

In an unnatural motion Rakka slide to the side without moving, his feet had transformed into oil and he caught the runner by the scruff of the neck and didn’t even move as he lost the ground under his feet and dangled from the Marine's arm for a moment. “Hey… do you mind telling me where your base is? I wanna deck your captain.”

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Rakka: ffffff

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #6

The lawyer slightly twitched, when Nathaniel yelled that these guys weren´t just ordinary pirates, but were, in fact, part of a Hellboy´s crew. Well, thinking about it, it kind of made sense. It wasn´t really common for pirates to go and ambush a marine in the middle of a World Government controlled island. These guys had to be backed by someone really powerful, or completely mad, or both.
“Much worse.”
Nathaniel answered Rakka´s initial question when Michael seemingly didn´t react to his words.
“Captain Hellboy is a monster that is targeting Marines for over a decade, which earned him a bounty of 45 000 000 Beli. He was mostly active in the West Blue, but in the past few weeks his ship was spotted around these waters so our Intelligence thinks he might be trying to step up his game and move to the Grand Line.”
He said, his eyes suddenly brightening when Rakka offered his help in this fight. Although determined to avenge his father, the young Marine was still unsure if he and Michael could put together a force that would equal a whole pirate crew. However, with a Logia user on their side, their chances would grow considerably.
“Of course. Actually we…”
He paused when one of the pirates suddenly regained consciousness and tried to escape, only for him to be immediately captured by the Oil Human.
“Oh really?”
As he was questioned by the young recruit, the pirate put up a brave face, filling his voice with a sarcasm that was masking whatever he was really feeling.
“Well that´s a shame, he just moved into Wonderland!”
He laughed, trying to spit into Rakka´s face.
“Is that so?”
Asked Michael making several soundless steps toward the captured pirate.
“Now that really is a shame because if you cooperated, these two fine gentlemen might even protect you.”
The Pirate froze, turning his head towards the lawyer a color visibly disappearing from his face at the sight of him. There was, something wrong with that man. Almost as if the previous visage of a tired sarcastic lawyer melted and revealed what was hidden deep under it a dark, bloodthirsty monster, an apex predator that just spotted its next prey.
“Y…yeah? And from who?”
His voice was trembling as he asked questions, he knew the answer to.
“From me of course.”
Michael smiled, his killing intent almost tangible.
“Marine, release him, there is no fun in hunting captured prey.”
Eyes fixated on the pirates, Michael was slowly walking towards him, drawing a thin blade out of his cane in one seamless motion.”
“W…WAIT! WAIT! I´ll talk! They are not so far away! On one of the deserted islands of this Archipelago I…I can show you on a map, please!”
With his spirit broken, the pirate seemed to be on a verge of crying, making it unlikely that he would be lying this time the problem was, Michael didn´t seem like stopping at all.

[Kami-Gaz]

As the spit was about to hit Rakka’s face it turned to oil and what looked to be his lips blew a raspberry, splashing the spittle back at the spitter. His face had returned back to normal as the lawyer stalked up with an unnatural grace that was not befitting to his size and shape… that was something Rakka needed to learn from the man, how to move without making noise.

“Wah?” Rakka asked as the pirate was dropped from his grasp and to the floor with a small thud. The words and the actions of the civilian were enough to send Rakka into that fight or flight mode and without thinking he moved to protect the week, his feet had transformed into oil and he surged around and spread his arms wide, locking his eyes on the lawyer and fixed him with a gaze of determination.

“No.” He spoke before briefly looking back to see the pirate watching what was going on with tears welling up in his eyes. “There’s no honour in killing an already surrendered combatant. He Submitted and told us what we need, there is no need to push it further Johnathan.” Rakka spoke with a commanding tone, defying the murderous intent in the suited man’s eyes.

In that moment of defiance, he scanned the man, his weapon, and the surroundings. The methods he could use to get past and kill the surrendered pirate and he formed a stratagem… hopefully it did not have to be used. “Miss Eve, how long until support arrives?” The recruit asked, barely moving his eyes to get her in his peripheral vision. She was a pretty woman, but she didn’t make his heart skip a beat, not like Rouge Ayoki did at least.

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Rakka: ffffff

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #7

Watching the young marine move so he could defend his prey, Michael tilted his head to the side his sword still in hand.

“You are making a terrible mess.”

The lawyer said sarcastically, hiding his blade back into the cane where it belonged, seemingly losing all interest in the pirate. Just in time, because Eve, who disappeared in the window right after announcing she called the Marines looked out again to answer Rakka´s question.

“I don´t know, but it´s not a long way towards the base so three, maybe five minutes?”

She smiled, completely oblivious to the situation on the street.

Michael frowned as he remembered what Nathaniel told him about the lieutenant in charge of investigating the Hellboy Pirates. If that guy was so hellbent on getting all the glory, there was no guarantee that he won´t try to obstruct them even more if he gets control over their prisoners, so they needed to get the important information out of them fast.

“Nathan, there is a map of the archipelago in my office go for it.”

He said with a tone that clearly demonstrated which one of them hold a higher position in M.A.R.I.

The young Marine looked at Michael first, then at their prisoner, and almost as if he could track the lawyer´s line of thought quickly nodded.

“Yeah, good idea.”

He muttered, running upstairs and coming back with a small map that was depicting the main island together with the dozen or so smaller ones around it.

“Which one is it? Where are you guys based?”

He asked, showing the terrified pirate the map.

Shaking in fear, the captured man looked at Nathaniel, then at Michael who was watching him with a cold gaze, before pointing to one located further away from the mainland.

“There! On the north coast. I swear! Please don´t let that guy get anywhere near me!”

The young marine nodded, quickly hiding in one of the many pockets of his uniform.

[Kami-Gaz]

Rakka maintained his place between Michael and the poor pirate that had already been bested, not tuning his back on the man now that he had felt that cold aura of killing intent radiate from the man. It felt even more intense than that night in the night patrol incident, something that made a nausea grow in his stomach as the memories rushed through his head. This time he was not holding himself back, he would use what powers he had but not rely on them.

His eyes didn’t even leave the hunter of a lawyer, even as he and Nathanial talked about the location of the Hell Boy Pirate base. “Nathanial, Sir,” the young recruit spoke, shifting so he could get the officer in his site line. “If I were to head to that base and if Johnathan is there too the upper brass has no choice but to send reinforcements to aide us. Do you not agree?” He asked, not knowing the officers of base here very well and their views of singular recruits and civilians. He knew Rosie and Vaun would jump into the fray before the rest of the division could be mobilised.

“This way we can take out these pirates, and you do not get in trouble for pursuing them. I am an off-duty solder from the division based on the Tequila Wolf bridge after all.” He said with a smile forming, this was going to be a fight that he could enjoy without the risk of anyone he cared about getting hurt. This also let him keep this lawyer with the unnatural killing intent from doing anything he would regret.

[Mr. Moon]

Michael #8

The lawyer was watching the young marine recruit with a nearly passive, slightly bored face, that was perfectly hiding his thoughts and confusion as he simply couldn't understand what possessed his brother to recruit someone so pure and naive for M.A.R.I., especially now when their activities started to cross the line of law more often than not. He could understand Nathaniel as the young man had his own darkness and morality that allowed him to move in the gray zone of law and even turn a blind eye to the killer's activities, but in the case of this boy, he simply didn't understand.
Speaking about Nathaniel the young marine was startled for a moment when Rakka addressed him again almost as if he suddenly realized something.
"Oh s*it Lieutenant Gibbons!"
He cursed suddenly looking left and right pacing around restlessly.
"Alright, the reinforcements must not see me here! Captain Mon Roy is out of town and lieutenant Gibbons he would order us to stand down if he knew I was involved. Uuuhmmm, yes, you two just…play it as a random attack. Rakka jumped in a street Mi…Jonathan random witness I…I have to go let's meet in the port!"
His words rushed out of his mouth nearly as fast as he disappeared behind the nearest corner a heartbeat later.
"I apologize on his behalf."
Michael muttered his voice without any emotions that would show it was more than just an automatic response.
"Nathaniel's father used to be a marine Captain before Hellboy pirates killed him. His mother followed soon after so…this is very personal for him and his superior wants to sideline him to push his career."
The lawyer yawned, nodding towards another end of the route where a small group of Marines appeared, together with a large prison cart.
"Alright, guess this is up to you. Congrats on stopping such dangerous criminals, soldier."
Michael leaned back against the wall of his office waiting for this bothersome part to be already over. Dealing with officials was always pain for him. Not only because of his killings but also because of their love for his profession.