Pirate Positions Registration

Yami sat at the bar of a tavern in a town called Gosa village on one of the Conomi islands, within the East Blue. The entire tavern was empty aside from Yami and the bartender. In his left hand he held a cup of cola, in the other a receiver of a Den Den Mushi. His trademark top hat sat on the stool next to him like he was reserving the seat. "Yep...Mhm...Yeah, i'm still here. This place is still kinda crawling with bounty hunters...Right, thanks captain. Just don't forget about me this time." He said just before hanging the receiver back into its slot on the snail shell. He then hunched his shoulders and let out a long sigh. Several hours ago, early in the morning before dawn, Yami went off alone in search of herbs to make medicine out of. When he is out getting herbs, he tends to foolishly lose track of time. Yami had a doctors office in the ship which he usually had a "Do not disturbed" sign on the door in red letters. When he slept he kept the sign on the the door. Unfortunately, he forgot to take down the sign before leaving the ship. Under the impression that the doctor was sleeping contently in room, the ship and crew left the island. The agreement was that they would set sail at dawn.

His glass was held high over his head once he chugged down another glass cola. "May i have another, my good sir?" Yami asked the bartender. The bartender was a tall bald muscular man wearing white shorts with a red rose pattern. "Yeah! Course ya' can! Another cola comin' right up!" The man said filled with enthusiasm. As the man reached under the bar he looked at Yami with his eyebrow raised. He went on to pour cola into the empty glass. color=purple]"Hey, don't i know you from somewhere? You seem pretty familiar...You must be one of those famous bounty hunters i heard of!"[/color] Yami laughed as the man claimed to know him as a bounty hunter. Just the thought of being a bounty hunter made him laugh. It was the first time someone thought he was a bounty hunter. "No no no, i'm just a pirate doctor...Or a doctor pirate. And this is the first time i've been to this island. Guess i just have one of those faces." He replied followed by more laughter. "Well of you're a pirate you should watch out for the bounty hunters round here. They'll come after you even if ya' have three beri bounty. Especially a guy named Big Roy. He has a large group of bounty hunter under his command." Said the bartender with a wide grin on his face.

The loud booming sound of a cannon, followed by the cries of pain and agony could be heard from just outside the tavern. Yami stood to his feet grabbing his hat and placing it on his head. The sound of someone in pain was like an alarm clock ringing in his head. To him it was his sworn duty as a doctor to help anyone in need. After picking up his medical bag, he said. "I should get going now, have a nice day and keep the change." Yami tossed a thousand beri bill on the bar before heading out of the door. " Have a good day!" The bartender replied happily. Outside the shop was a large man around six foot five in height with a golden cannon strapped on his right shoulder. Five men stood behind the much larger man with swords and pistols holstered around their waists. Another man was laying in a pool of blood on the ground several meters in front of group. Yami swiftly walked over and knelt down by the man.

With his hands he ripped of the mans shirt. There were no external injuries, just one large cannon ball shaped bruise on the mans stomach and lower chest. With his hands he felt the mans ribs on both sides. "You'll be just fine. My name is Yami, and i'm a doctor i'll fix you right up." Yami said in a reassuring tone and a smile. The man began to cough up blood. "Some of his ribs are broken and he probably has a ruptured kidney. He's in really bad shape here. I've got to start right aw-" His thought was cut off by the voice of the man with the cannon. "That's my bounty he's worth three million beri dead or alive! So back off or die with him!" The man demanded. Yami ignored the threat to focus solely on his patient. He reached into his medical bag for a syringe filled with medicine to stabilize the man. Yami had pills to do the same thing but in this situation they wouldn't work, the male would just choke on them.

Still looking and reaching into his bag he didn't notice the now charging bounty hunter. Lifting and swinging his massive leg, the man managed to kick Yami in the face sending him tumbling and crashing into a wall. Pieces of the building collapsed and fell on top Yami. The larger bounty hunter laughed. "You must not know who i am boy! I'm Big Roy one of the most famous bounty hunters in the East Blue. I was gonna keep him alive but i just changed my mine." Roy cocked his cannon as he aimed down at the injured pirate, while the rest of his group cheered him on loudly. Yami pushed the rubble off of himself then stood to his feet. He began to dust himself off. Only a few bruises were seen in his face. His eyes grew wide in fear as he saw where Roy's cannon was aimed. "Wait! No!" Yami yelled,  extending his arm toward the pirate. At that moment Roy smirked, and pulled the trigger. The cannon ball was released followed by a loud crash. The cannon ball hit the man square in the chest crushing his chest cavity. His lungs and heart were crushed instantly upon impact. Just by looking Yami could tell the man was dead. He figured at that range and his previous condition there was no logical way he could've survived.

Yami walked to the middle of the road where his hat had been blown to. He felt death of that pirate was his fault. To Yami that man wasn't just some pirate with a bounty. He was his patient under his care, even though it was brief. The pirate dusted it off, then glared at Roy. His golden eyes were cold and filled with anger. One after the other he took his gloves off. There are only a couple things that piss him off, snakes and hurting his friends and patients. "You're going to pay..." He muttered. "Hey boss look at this. That guy is the Top Hat pirate with an eighty million beri bounty on his head." One of the men said while comparing Yami to a wanted poster. "That scrawny little bastard!? It's probably a fake but what the hell! Looks like you'll be joining your friend in hell! Take this!" Roy took aim at Yami with his golden cannon. Seconds later he pulled the trigger releasing a single cannon ball at high speed at Yami. The top hat pirate raised his left hand up at the incoming cannon ball. The cannon ball was sent fly back into the cannon at a slightly faster speed as soon as it touched Yami's palm. The barrel of the gold cannon was completely destroyed. "What the hell!? How did ya' do that...?"[/color] Big Roy questioned as he remove the shoulder mounted cannon. His men also wondered how the cannon ball was rejected, with rather confused faces.

"I ate the paw paw devil fruit so that makes me a paw palmed man." He replied with his hand pointed towards them showing the animal like paw. He wasn't going to go into detail because he saw no reason too. The group of me laughed historically at the name "Paw palmed man". They also taunted him. Y calling "freak,monster,weirdo...Etc." Yami was used to this sort of reaction. He just saw this moment as a window of opportunity. Their guard was down giving him he perfect time to strike. Yami used his palms to swiftly propel himself toward Roy. To the untrained eye of his much wear opponents, it seemed like his movement was a form teleportation. Before the man had time to react, he was several feet off the ground. Then the pirate jabbed Roy in the jaw with his fist. The punch alone was enough to knock the large bounty hunter flat on his back. Roy grunted as he rolled to his side. He rose to a kneeling position. "Damn pirate..I'LL KILL YOU!" From kneeling Roy charged forward cocking back his massive right arm. Yami stepped out of the way letting the attack pass him by. Yami thrusted both his palms into Roy's faces as he passed him. Roy was then sent flying backward leaving an outline of his body in the face of the building he slammed into. Big Roy gasped for air just before falling to the ground unconscious five seconds later.

With their boss out of commission two of his underlings drew their swords, then dashed toward Yami. The two ran in unison on opposite sides of the road. As they closed in on Yami they swung their swords almost simultaneously aiming for his neck. Crossing his arms with his palms facing the edge of both the blades. The two men spiraled away crashing into builds on their respective sides of the street. Two of the lackeys remained, the two exchanged words quietly. They spoke in a hushed tone so Yami couldn't hear. Suddenly, one dashed up the dirt road then made a right at the first alley way. The other drew his pistol. The grunt shot aiming at Yami's head. With his hand he deflected the bullets back at him. After being hit once by a bullet in the opposite shoulder he was shooting with, he barrel rolled to the left. Yami just followed the barrel of the gun with his palm and continued to deflect bullets. Eventually he ran out of bullets and took off running after the other man.

Yami as he stood over the body of Roy, he heard a horde footsteps closing in on him. The top hat pirate sighed as he looked toward the incoming group of men in front of him. They seemed to be back up with the two men that previously left hidden amongst the crowd. There were about fifty men in total. They were shock to see their boss laying in the dirt unconscious. Comments such as "He took down the boss? What kind of freak is he? Etc."The bounty hunters carried different types of weapons from axes to hand cannons. Intimidating as they thought they seemed Yami was ready to take on the whole lot of them. For a moment the air was still and everyone was silent. The gripping and tightening of some of the bounty hunters hands on their weapons could be heard. Not taking any chances, Yami quickly jabbed the air with his palm sending forth a compressed paw shaped air bubble at the center of the group. "Leopard Paw!" He shouted. The paw hit one of the men in the chest leaving a paw imprint on the mans chest. That same man was sent soaring backward into the crowd along with twenty other bounty hunters. Most of the crowd was stood still in awe of the single attack. Yami just stared with cold eyes at the rest of them.

A couple of black silhouettes could be seen on a pirate ship on the distance horizon behind Yami. The silence was broken as the remaining group of bounty hunters trembled in fear, some of them clumsily stumbled back falling to the ground. Yami looked over his shoulder to see a few familiar figures in the distance. Smiling he raised his hand in the air and began to wave. Seeing no reason to get further involved he said. "That's my queue. I bid you gentlemen farewell. You better bury that man..For your sake i hope we never meet again, Big Roy.." Though he was pretty sure Roy was knocked out cold and unable to hear his parting words, he assumed one of his men would relay his message. The pirate tipped his hat before heading toward his crew mates. The remaining bounty hunters began to scurry off in different directions as he walked away. Others remained and waited until Yami was gone to help their boss.

It was just like any other typical day in Elron's life. The sun beat down upon the tiny ship at which he had once again stowaway on,  stowing away was something often making an intrusion in his daily activities. Without a crew of his own he was left all in his lonesome to just drift from island to island causing a ruckus. It didn't take long for him to get ran out of nearly half the islands in South Blue. All though drifting had seemed like an eternity, especially when the gulls wouldn't stop squawking.

As the ship met a sand bar with a small thud Elron was jolted from his sleep, nearly falling out the crows nest. "We're here already?" he muttered to himself shooting a hand up to fix his hair. Giving his naginata a swift toss it completed a multitude of spins before successfully lodging itself in the sand blade down. Quickly he stood with a stretch, arms headed towards the sky as if they were gonna rip the sun down before coming back and wiping a few beads of sweat on his brow. With another toss Elron flicked his own body over the ledge also landing in the sand with a similar thud as the ship creating a small crater.

Pulling his prized weapon from the sand and giving a little two finger wave he began to make his way towards what he assumed was town. This would be his first trip to Karate Island, he had heard it was the home of the most extravagant martial artists. People of all types traveled to this island in hopes of learning something new from one of the masters or maybe even showcasing their own prowess in one of many tournaments. The real question is would anyone be daring enough to challenge Elron himself? Maybe he would just have to drum up some problems for himself.

All the thinking had made the trip to town such a short one. Before he knew it Elron had found himself in the presence of the first dojo. According to the sign here the sensei of this specific dojo was master of "Flying Monkey Style.""Just what I needed to entertain myself a barrel of monkeys" he chuckled to himself. Floor boards creaked with anticipation as Elron crept through the doors and into the center of the building attracting everyone's attention.

He was greeted with a crackly, yet stern voice. "And just might who you be, and what is your reason for intruding in my sanctuary without permission?"

Firmly planting the butt of his naginata on the ground "Who am I? You fools may refer to me as The Lazy Lion. I am here to take the masters head."

With his purpose being stated it didn't take long for an arrogant fool to come flying through the air foot first with intent to literally kick Elron from the dojo. A rookies mistake though with no problems Elron sidestepped the boy reaching out with his free hand, catching him by the throat. Dropping the body all you heard was a thud and some gargle noises, as the boy lay motionless on the floor. "Is that the best you can do?" Elron chuckled as the other pupils began to swarm him.

Swiftly he moved through the members with such elegance, after images and blood spurts filled the room. It was beautiful as if Elron were an artist; his naginata the brush spreading the blood as paint giving the building a new coat. This would be his masterpiece.

(Insert time skip; so I didn't have to be boring and repeat the same actions over and over.)

Very few people would be able to raze an island with such speed, succumbing only a few wounds. Dark black clouds began to crowd the skies above the island. Every dojo within sight was bursting with red hot flames, piles of bodies, and pools of blood graced the ground. Elron splashed in them dashing around from person to person. It was obvious that Elron had spent most of his day terrorizing the town and setting it aflame. Slicing the last person open he knew that marines would soon be swarming the island. People with intelligence had already began evacuating, because who wouldn't flee at the sight of a mad man chuckling while covered in their crimson blood.

Rows of boots left imprints in the sand as twenty of the finest marine soldiers touched down on the island. A voice could be heard from a tiny den den mushi " You have one mission and one mission only, stop the maniac that is causing all this terror and bring him to justice!." The mission had been confirmed by Hq. Marcus D. Valentine would be the Rear Admiral chosen to lead the strike team.

As time progressed and both forces met each other, the first event would be a death match of stares.

"No wonder they sent so few Marines, what soldier would trust their lives to Mad Marcus?" Elron chuckled as he dodged oncoming slashes and bullets. The comments apparently had not phased the Rear Admiral and were only met with a deep snort. Towering over all the other marines he easily made his way through them as if he were a ship crashing through the waves. Blows were met one for another, a stalemate was forced between the two powers as the grunts just stood in awe. Not many people had ever watched a pirate go toe to toe with any Marine over Captain.

"It's such a pity yanno? I wasn't expecting to be met with such talent, but that talent has been wasted on this day." By the time his sentence had ended his form changed.

The Rear Admiral now felt as much shock and awe as his grunts. "This...will be the deed that defines me." The demon spouted outwards in a deep tone, violence oozing from each word. Before the Marine stood a massive red form with very distinct long black hair, in addition to horns coming from both the mouth and forehead. "You die here." A bright ball of lightning formed in Elron's hand as he raised it to the sky, bringing it down to strike the Rear Admiral. The blow could just not be fended off.

As kitteh noticed the other men running around fighting the marines, he thought to himself "why do people resist fun battles like this". Kitteh saw the man behind the pirates, he looked  about six feet tall, and wore a dark red kimono. Kitteh guessed this man was a powerful samurai of some kind. As kitteh made his way through the battle between the swordsman’s crew and these marines he grinned. After this battle the man behind the the marines aka a relevant captain that gives him the money, waited for kitteh to call in his crew. The crew would have been ready except Kitteh had let them play poker instead of fighting. Though, the marine’s commander knew that Kitteh himself was a force to be reckoned with, though mostly for everyone else's support. Kitteh just wanted some ice cream and perhaps after the battle, The reward he would be getting himself was not bounty, but ice cream. This aside kitteh  loved battles and it was obvious that his opponents  knew it. Kitteh spun around with a fake like smile and laughed."wax wax fire crackers" Kitteh yelled as he chucked the little bombs he was so pleasurably smiling about at . The fact was is that kitteh was mostly the support power, and so while the fire crackers stuck to the opponents usually one of his allies would come and kill them.

As kitteh looked up from this madness he saw that all of his opponents were lying on the ground except the swordsman. Kitteh turned his head to the side where he saw the marine and said "I am going to need you to back me up so distract the swordsman while I load my wax wax cannon" As Kitteh loaded the cannon up he saw two swords clash between the marine commander and the pirate captain. After the long loading time kitteh picked up his cannon and aimed it straight for the captain."ready, aim, fire!"  As Kitteh sent out his cannon balls he watched as the captain was completely demolished from the balls. The captain fell to the ground, and in that moment kitteh walked away from the battle. As the opponent pirate looked up for a second to see what was going kitteh winked with a smile as he walked away. Kitteh was starving and not even a good battle could keep him away from some nice sweets.

Kitteh walked out of the battle scene, and as his crew was a bit late, he would need to do something to entertain himself.Aha the idea came to his head. He would instead of buying the treats create the treats. Kitteh had been known to be somewhat of a tinkerer. It was time to get busy in his own work. Kitteh loved making all sorts of toys, whether it be wind up robots to train sets. It often wondered most how kitteh got to be a warlord of the sea, well it was simple, he was a genius. He had fought in made styles with made weapons to his unpredictable devil fruit.  Well today he would go home and try creating candy. As a matter of a fact he had never tried making food, and had really only gone out for food. As kitteh walked to a good place to make things, a park. No later did Kitteh find A kid crying. This kid seemed to be crying at the aftermath of the previous battle. He was crying because one of the pirates seemed to be his dad. As kitteh really feared he was bored. Kitteh looked for things to give to the kid  to play around with. All that was on the ground was guns and swords. Kitteh took this to his advantage. "Hey there kid, you are in luck today, because I have a toy for you"Kitteh noticed this kid most be seven. As the kid looked up he saw the gun in Kitteh's hand and yelled."hahaha I knew you would find this fun" Kitteh failed to notice the fact the kid hated the gun, and Kitteh was just happy that the kid seemed to be feeling more emotion therefore less bored then before. Just then a woman came up with a frying pan and yelled "don't you hurt my son you Demon" kitteh just then noticed his crew was there to pick him up  from the town and looked back at her."Wax wax Barrier bomb. good by mad lady with that kitteh dropped the gun into the kids lap and a wall came up between him and the kid with his mother. Kitteh dashed off to get to his crew and maybe get food now, because so far all attempts at food had miserably failed.

"stop now, Weren't you once a pirate too!?"

Kitteh thought on the question being asked of him as his wax wax barrier grew up onto where the other man was standing and covered the man, to where the only visible body part was his head. Kitteh once was a kid on fishman island. He once had a normal pirate life, and he once had his life planned out for him. For the most part nothing changed, he was a seventeen year old who loved to play with toys and be a pirate. In the modern ages kitteh was a Kid who fought pirates for the marines. Now Kitteh was trapping a man in wax so that the marines could demolish him. This man was the more famous "Lucky clover" who had been known to appear when you were having the worst of luck. Now Kitteh was having the best of luck he was trapping and capturing the man and taking him back to military headquarters. Kitteh had actually once known this man, as he was a gambler at his homes local tavern. A normal person would not think that fishmen would have taverns, but they did.


"I was, and you were once a drunken man" Kitteh replied. As his crew came to collect the trash aka Lucky clover Kitteh walked off. Suddenly a hand tugged on kitteh, and instantly made him turn around."Hey, nice job out there, but wouldn't you like your cash" As Kitteh heard this he realized that the reason they came here was to save a high ranking kidnapped marine from certain death. The marine was wearing tattered blue and white sailor clothes with a purple coat that stretched from feet to nose. The man must have been released from one of his crew members, and obviously had a fair amount of cash. "Oh right I did promise my crew members another board game to stop there misery" In fact he did owe them, because three days before he had tried to make a fire breathing toy snake, which had burned the game they were playing of Go.

Kitteh took the money and walked off, as it turned out there was a lot more money then for just a board game. When Kitteh finally got to a large wooden shack on the street he knew exactly what would be inside. As Kitteh peaked inside he found that there was a six foot tall wooden bookshelf full of, not books, but games. The majority of games he found turned out to be dusty and missed pieces, but it did not take long for him to find the one he wanted. A board of chess with a complete set of pieces lay in the second row of the enormous collection. Kitteh was slightly unsurprised to find that hidden behind the bookshelf was an escaped crew member of mister luck himself."Looks like your luck has run out!" Kitteh made sure to yell this so that others could come to the crime scene. Before the crew came Kitteh saw a terrified shop owner run out of the store."wax wax fire crackers" The small explosives appeared in his hand, they looked like little stones or pebbles, but his opponent would know in a second that hey were much much worse. The move kitteh would make in this situation was to chuck two at the mans hands and the same for his feet and then the last one he would use went for the head.
In the end at least he got the board game he wanted.