The young girl would sit upon the beach, the sand beneath her toes, the young female would smile as she watched the boat edge gently towards her. It was a small marine vessel, judging by its size she had declared there would be no more than four or five guards. Though not really a major find, the relic they were bringing was one worth a small fortune, and Anyanka the devil fruit wielder had decided to make this her final target in this location, she had already robbed a bank and of course a marine ship. This would be the end of her tasks here. Her wrist mounted cross bow activated, bolted and ready to be fired. The young girl would smile gently, she would wait for now, not bothering to get up, no point getting uncomfortable until they had docked right. But then them docking would allow reinforcements. The female would sigh gently, pulling her hands up to her mouth, she would whistle once.
The whistling sound would be heard, but the female would not bother looking up, in fact she would shield her face from the erupting sand that shot forth, the cause of this erupting sand was of course, the midnight black dragon, had came to heed her call. "As much as i want to just wait, its better to take them down while their on the boat" she would say gently. The dragon would nod rubbing its head against her hand. The female would then stand, smiling as she kicked the sand from her feet. Sitting upon the dragon, she would soon be soaring through the air, the big black wings beating through the skies. As she soared through the air, she would smile gently, her hands rising as she felt the wind. It was beautiful, the wind in the air was fantastic and her blue hair would flow behind her. The young female would smile, as they approached the ship she would pat the head off her dragon. "Fireball" she would say gently, as she did the dragon would roar, flames would soon cover its mouth before being expelled like a jet. The fire ball would strike in to the ship, luckily it seemed to connect with one of the marine escorts. The scream could be heard from were the female was. Her marksmen eyes detected the flaming marine whom charged in to the water as she screamed.
The flames that had not found a target would be smothered by the others whom had charged outwards, The young girl would slide from her dragon, the air seemingly carrying her for a small time, soon her legs touched upon the wooden ship, her hands would then move forward as the marines begun to pull their flintlock out. But the magnificent thing was, the females body upon touching down, had already been dispersing soap bubbles, her entire body pulsating these liquid orbs out, rapidly faster and faster, the rate of discharge was enough, the three marines whom had been on the deck with her would scream out, three massive bangs would be heard as the flintlocks were dropped to the floor, the marines unable to hold their weapons due to the properties of the smoke screen that had been released from the body of the female. "It's like taking candy from a baby" Anya would say gently, now unlike her bank job, she had not been able to set up a plan nor go over a plan. Thus she would run forth, using her ears to keep tabs on the marines whom were unable to move around as well, it was here that she would come in to contact with the first one, being closer she was actually ableto see this marine, thus the quick shot, the quick twang, and bam, the expert shot had landed and one marine had been removed from this life. "Lucky arrow me thinks" she would say, giggling to herself within the bubble mist, pulling the arrow from the body, which had struck the jugular, she would watch the blood splurt from the neck, the gasping man who would soon be dead would look at her, a wicked grin would curl upon her face, grasping the bloody arrow she would thrust it downwards making some strange movements.
She would then continue her movement, finally banging albeit it clumsily into the cabin, a voice could be heard, her eyes locked on due to having left the area of her bubble shroud, thus she was now face to face with the marine, "Well princess, looks like this is the end of the road" He would say, the gun fired, a females voice screamed, and a thud could be heard. "Looks like your aim isn't that great" the female would say laughing, she had diverted to the side at the last moment, this was all due to luck, she had not anticipated running into another marine, but this marine had done her job for her, taking out another marine. that meant one more was alive in her bubble shroud, Her hands shot forth and her bubbles wrapped around the marines arms, his arms became incredibly slippery and shiny, a smooth surface if you will, the gun was dropped, and thus the disarming was complete. "Looks like someones a little butter fingers," she would say giggling as the marine began to back up. "So, guess what, you yes YOU GET TO LIVE, YAAAAAAAY" she would say mockingly to the man. She would bring her hand up, making the gesture related to "blowing a kiss", though this time she would not blow a kiss, instead a single large bubble would shoot forth from her hand and wrap itself around the head of the shiny armed marine.
"That bubble around your head, it will sap your strength, you'll become tired and eventually you will pass out, when you wake up, I will be gone, and your allies will be dead. So this is what im going to tell you, I am Anyanka Rosenburg, and i robbed you and killed your allies. so mind and keep my name safe k?" she would say with a grin. She would then walk to the crate, and with a mighty heave she would open it. She would then grasp the rather expensive fertility statue, placing it in one arm she would then turn around, as she did she would wink once more to the man whom was on the verge of passing out. "Gotta go" she would say with a wink. Heading out, she would wave her hand thus cancelling out the bubble mist. This would not cancel her effect, but simply the smoke screen. She would smirk softly as she watched the lone marine left alive, she would see the marine she had murdered and the female whom had died of the flintlock wound. The other man, the final male alive would have smooth soapy legs, he couldn't stand and he had dropped his gun. She would giggle as she skipped across the boat towards him, at the same time she would whistle. She would bring forth matildas ammunition, arming the weapon she would pull the trigger, the marine man would grimace as the arrow struck him, she would do this over and over again, the continuious twanging and the arrows pierced his body as she skipped to him. She reached the porcupine whom had fallen unconscious, this disappointed her, so she pulled out her ammo and put it back in its place, all except one. Carving her name in to the body once more. "meh, you can live or die, lets see what happens" she said, yet as she said this, she would strike two bolts in to the mans eyes, he did not wake, and then she would slam his head in to the ground, the force pushing the arrows in to the skull of the man. "or not" she would say as her dragon thudded on to the boat. "Good girl" Anyanka would say with a smile. Heading towards the dragon she would straddle her, the statue under her arm. "Lets go Willow" she would say and the two soared off in to the sunset.
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