Pirate Positions Registration

{This is plain Fiction and would be Kira's acts as Captain and a Supernova}

Kira sat on his throne specially made for him, letting out a small sigh. They were heading for a small port town on the North Blue. It wasn't known enough to have a name but he couldn't care to remember it even if it had one. 2 Women sat on his lap, his charming looks and adoring aura attracting women across the ports. 'This is the life....' Is what Kira thought every time he'd bring in more loot and killed more Marines. The name he would bear, "The Demon Gambler, Kira Z. Kaizer" oh it was something to adore. Just as he was relaxing and thinking of his amazing life, one of the lower ones ran in. A simple cabin boy.

"Sir!" The boy shaken to the core as he'd enter the room and give a bow. Kira's gaze was averted from the roof down to the boy in front of him. "What's so urgent?" Kira looked quite angered, the boy didn't even knock. He'd ought to kill him if he wasn't so bored. "Sir, we've gotten news that the island we're currently headed to has a small military base, sir!" The boy was now sweating, Kira was a frightening captain but... "A small military base..." The captain stood up, walking over to the boy, the silence of the room combined with the creaking of the wooden floorboards made the room much more eerie. "How does that stop be from getting my beer?" The boy stared up at him, "I-I..." shaken with fear, he couldn't speak. "It doesn't, now continue setting forth." The boy could not help but quickly wear off his fear as he walked out the room. Not knowing why.

As they docked on the small port town, the settlers were slightly shaken in fear. They were used to pirates docking for a night. But, this was no average pirate ship. It was Kira Z. Kaizer's.
They were here for (hopefully) the night to rest up and get some supplies but soon would they be rushed out by some rude party crashers.

They wandered off of the ship, a small way cleared for Kira, leading in front while his underlings followed in the back. A few kids were peering out of the crowd, turning back and running away into another part of town in a small forest area. With his keen eyesight, Kira had noticed this but decided to let it slip by him. It seemed they were lost for a small while until he approached a middle-aged man, appearing in his mid 30's. He stepped up to him, the man afraid for his life. "Excuse me, sir. Do you know where the nearest pub may be?" His tone was awfully light and polite. Even more frightening to the man. "Y-Yes, it should but just down the street a-and take a left." The Supernova looked up and bowed, giving a small smile as he did. Now, taking the directions the man gave him and looking at the bar with a quiet glare.

He barged in, setting his foot atop the beer stand. The bartender looking up at him, shaking a bit. "Excuse me miss would you mind getting a beer... For every single person in the pub!" It was silent for a moment but soon everyone raised their beers in joy. It didn't last for long though. Kira had already swooned a few ladies and his crew was happily drinking with the rest of the men and women in the pub. Soon enough the marines had heard word of a "Pirate in the town" and a few men with rifles barged in, everyone setting down their drinks as the loud "boom!" of the doors were heard. "Kira Z. Kaizer! Put your hands up!" The rifles in the men's hands were aimed up at him and him only. Kira didn't panick nor give in, he simply leaned back. The women on his sides holding on. "Kill them." A devilish red glint was in his eyes as the men were stabbed viciously by Kira's crew. The blood soaked into the floorboards as he stood up, picking up his Katana, and walking to the doors. "And I wanted to stay here a bit longer, things never go my way." He kicked open the doors, a few more marine troops aiming at him as a buff looking man was staring their way, obviously the Captain. His underlings had readied but Kira put his hands up in front of him. "I'll take this one." He smirked, giving a bow before pulling out his blade. "I hope we have a good fight."

In a moment, he'd begin running forward, reflecting most of the bullets off of his blade, and quickly doing a front flip over the riflemen and landing in the midst of the small amount of soldiers stationed outside the pub. He began his work, slashing through each one of the soldiers, a devilish smile growing upon his handsome face as he did. The blood from the messy slashes not staining his already red jacket but instead his chest down to his hips showing, barely being seen. After clearing out all of the soldiers, he'd end up with the captain. Kira leaned down, a smile still laying upon his face as he gave a taunting motion, clapping his hands. "C'mon, big guy, let's see what you got." Kira stood up, his shoulders broad once again as he held his blade, sheathed by his side. "You little..." The captain's face was splattered with anger as he ran forward, attempting to give powerful punches, and Kira dodging each one with ease. Before the man knew it, Kira had flipped over the Captain's head, landing right behind him. In a simple slice, the Captain's arm was cut off, and the limb falling to the ground as the Captain yelled in pain. "Gragh!!" Kira's sight was turned sharp as he saw more Soldiers approaching, and for once, he wasn't in the mood for fighting. He was tipsy and was quite ready to leave the rude town. 'Hell, the beers weren't even that good.' Kira thought in his mind before sheathing his blade and running off to the ship.

"It's time to go, everyone!" He yelled to his crew mates, them quickly joining Kira as they ran back to the ship. The Marine Captain watched them run, he stopped the soldiers, knowing chasing them was futile. "Now I remember... "The Demon Gambler" Kira Z. Kaizer!" The Marine Captain yelled out, a smile even cockier than before spreading across his face as he jumped onto his ship. "That's my name! And, you better remember it! Because I'm the man who'll unlock the secret to Immortality!" Kira laid his foot on the railing facing the town as they began to sail off. A stop that boosted his moral, giving him shivers up  his spine. Now, he was going to be known across the world, infamous some might say. But, that didn't bother him at all, it's just what he wanted.

It was the classic rambunctious bar scene: drunk patrons were singing badly and loudly, pirates were telling stories of their time out at sea, a few of them getting into fights, only to make up with a beer moments later, and the liquor made some of the men "handsy." To put it simply, it was chaotic. Masayoshi could be found sitting at the bar, calmly drinking a beer, with a brown hooded cloak over him. Under his cloak, he was in his usual attire which consists of black pants, black boots, and a black compression top. Not much of his midnight blue hair could be seen because it was tightly tied back. He was concealing his identity at the moment because he committed a "crime" two days ago on a nearby island. It wasn't a crime so to speak, but just Masayoshi putting his ideals into action. This caused his already climbing infamy to skyrocket, much to his delight.

As Masayoshi sipped on his beer, a group not too far from him were getting a bit rowdy. Five men were laughing and pushing around a boy no older than eight. Nobody else in the bar didn't notice, or they pretended not to notice. The ragged boy fell to the ground and proclaimed with great ferocity "I don't care what you bastards say, One Piece is real and I'm gonna find it!" For the first time since Masayoshi had been there, it fell silent. Masayoshi grinned with amusement at the boy's moxie and quietly said "Well well..." The man he yelled at was turning red with rage and subsequently grabbed the boy by his shirt with his grubby hands. "Listen, boy! Gold Roger wasn't anything but a trickster. There is no such thing as One Piece! Like such a treasure could exist!" all of the patrons in the bar began to laugh horribly, causing the boy to hang his in shame and embarrassment. Then the man cocked his right arm back and said "Now go live in dreamland with the Pirate King!" before throwing a punch at the boy's face.

However, the punch was suddenly stopped by a hand grabbing the wrist of the assailant. Masayoshi moved at such a high speed, that it caused the hoodie of his cloak to fall off, revealing his long blue hair and handsome features. The man who was assaulting the boy released his grip and the boy fell onto his bottom, with a stunned look upon his face. With his free hand, the drunk man threw a flurry of punches at Masayoshi, only for them to make his cloud body disperse then return to form, much to his and everyone else's confusion. "What would some fool like you know about One Piece?! Just because your dream has been crushed doesn't mean you get to destroy his!" he said to the man, his face devoid of a smile. One of the men in the bar stood up, pointed and announced to the bar "Th-that's the man who stole from the Celestial Dragons! The Roaming Cloud, Masayoshi Drago! His bounty... is over 100 Million beli!!!" Masayoshi laughed and made a waving hand gesture "Oy oy, did the news get out already?" he said with a wide grin on his face, seemingly proud of himself. That same man then ran out of the bar, looking to claim the bounty on his head by reporting to the Marines. Turning back to the assailant, the smile disappearing from his face, he then brought his left leg up and hardened it with Busoshoku Haki. The black leg then dug into the man's abdomen, sending him crashing through the wall and onto the street, knocked out cold. His lackeys ran after him, to make sure he was okay.

Masayoshi on the other hand helped the boy up and gave him a smile, with the boy mirroring his expression. A group in the back, presumably bounty hunters, could be heard chattering about the bounty on Masayoshi's head. Though before they could make their move, a loud voice could be heard from outside "Masayoshi Drago, come out and surrender!" The man from earlier was to blame for this, but that wasn't important right now. Masayoshi walked out of the bar through the hole he created and noted the amount of marines present, with there being a little over 50 officers, and their commanding officer, Captain Barley Joe. He was a few inches shorter than Masayoshi, but had a very muscular build. His hair was a bright red that was dreaded to his ears. The people from the bar all came out to spectate the events. "You are under arrest for the assault and robbery of the Celestial Dragons! He even has ties to the Revolution Army! Give it up, Masayoshi! Admiral Minamy is already on his way!" Barley said proudly. Masayoshi's smirk faded and he thought to himself "No... they must have alerted him through Den Den Mushi. I'm not ready for him yet. He's on a different level!" then he said "How can I steal something that shouldn't have been owned in the first place?! Releasing something that is stolen... that is called freedom!" the smirk returning to his face. The bar patrons began to cheer, moved by his words. "Sorry Barley, but I don't have time for you today."

As he finished uttering these words, Masayoshi concentrated for a brief moment and released an immense energy, known as Haoshoku Haki. His haki caused all of the marines around him to pass out, falling out like dominoes. He wasn't very experienced with haki, but he could at least do this much. Captain Barley was the last one to pass out, trying to fight off the haki. "Hao...shoku...?" he mumbled before succumbing to the effects, making a loud thud as he fell over. The people in the bar were awestruck, "That's the man we thought we could capture?!" one of the bounty hunters exclaimed. Masayoshi then put his hand out, making a cloud big enough for him to ride on, then he hopped on. He was in a rush to get away, as he didn't want to deal with that monster anytime soon. Plus, Minamy would only destroy him and the island. Before he set off, he ripped off the cloak as if it was a nuisance, revealing his full outfit. He turned around to the kid and proclaimed with a huge smile "Challenge me when you're ready. I'll be waiting for you!" Finally he rose up into the sky and disappearing into a cloud, and continued on his long journey...

Nettai looked up at the clear bright blue sky, it appeared to stretch for miles without any signs of weather. Resting his hands beneath his skull he felt discomfort from his old rigidity plastic folding chair. Repositioning his whole body, Nettai rolled over on his left side. Nettai stretched out his legs allowing them to dangle into the hot summer sand, giving them a nice warm tingly feeling inside without burning them to much. Most warm weather had little effect on Nettai since his body held, deep within, the Magma Magma Fruit. Nettai extended his right arm and grabbed his Pina Colada from off the small table beside him, and brought the glass to his mouth. Taking a sip out of the small straw positioned close to the small umbrella, Nettai mumbled to himself with happiness behind his voice "Oh man, oh man this is great, it has been far to long since my last glass of this white gold. The way it coats my teeth and tongue, and then leaks down my throat, then slowly drips into every crack and crevice of my stomach. This truly is the best creation man has to offer."

A nearby thug heard Nettai's little speech and began to approach him. Nettai caught the man out of the corner of his eye and assumed that it was just an average Joe. At the blink of an eye the man swat Nettai's drink out of his hands and began to chuckle. Nettai stared at his hand, then glanced over to his broken glass, and then back to his hand, and back to the glass. Nettai took a deep breath and rose up from his chair. Once standing he spun around 180 degrees to see who was responsible for such a thing. To Nettai's surprise the man before him had the body of the incredible hulk, and clearly this man broke the physical boundaries with the assistance of some form of steroid.

Nettai watched as the man began to destroy the folding chair, one of few items that Nettai held so dearly to his heart. Nettai's jaw dropped, he was flabbergasted as what he was observing. Collecting his thoughts Nettai spoke with pure hatred gushing from his soul "I don't think you understand what you have just done. A juiced up monkey like you should never interfere with a supernova, WHO THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOU ARE!!!!!!" Nettia screamed at the man who gave no attention to his outburst.

After a few moments the man made eye contact with Nettai and responded "yah and I'm a unicorn, now give me your beli and we'll keep this clean, I don't want to kill a kid."

Nettai smiled, unsure what to do with so much bottle up hatred. Nettai lashed out with his finger made of extremely hot molten lava, and pierced the man's throat. Instantly the man fell face first into the hot sand covering the hole in his neck that oozed blood. The man began to choke over his own blood, blood continuously exploded from the gaps between his fingers. Nettai laughed "ha ha ha ha who is laughing know, oh that is right me. Know to dispose of my evidence." Nettai stuck out his palm and aimed it at the suffering human, from the palm descended a thick layer of molten which coated the flesh of the body and melted away every remnant of the man, leaving behind a large molten rock on the beach. Nettai sat on the cooling rock and looked around, no one appeared to be within miles of Nettai. However, in the ocean a small brown dot appeared to grow, and hoots and hollers echoed in Nettai's ears: Nettai was now once more enjoying his time at the beach with a fresh Pina Colada in his hand.

An hour after the man's death a pirate ship inched its way to the shore eventually docked within 20 yards of Nettai. From the ship came a ton of juiced out men, who split up as they left the ship, and almost in unison they all began to holler "BOSS!!!" Nettai attempted to walk away looking to avoid any more conflict, but one pirate spotted him and claimed that he was the only pirate left in the vicinity, and there boss was no were he promised. Instantly Nettai was swarmed by these pirates who had fear written all over the face as they thought about Nettai being able to defeat their boss. Nettai noticed one stray pirate attempting to fight him, at that point Nettai decided to make the whole crew suffer. Nettai sprang up from the ground and began throwing various molten balls at the pirates heads. The molten balls melted into the pirates' skulls and within a few minutes Nettai had desecrated the whole crew. Taking a few of the pirates' belongings, and painting the phrase "Supernova Nettai Was Here," Nettai concluded his voyage. Nettai decided that it was about time he got the respect he deserved, and what was a better way to do it then advertise on his victims graves?

"You don't get it do you..." the creepy woman dressed in a black veil, peering into the eyes of the petrified child. "No one can save you, the world government has forsaken this place to the Spooky Circus famalia.... Only an idiot would get involve in our affairs-" the woman's words and sinister grin was interrupted by a crash landing, it was as if a meteor had descended from the heavens. The heat trickled off in the dead of the night, the moon's shining luminescence left the Spooky Circus member and the child puzzled as to where this spike in temperature came from. "Ouch... A horse elephant... Who knew if you tickled it's nose it'd kick me this far..." Tiger said, dusting himself off from the crashing impact. Glowing with a red hue, Tiger stood his feet, now landing in the middle between the two who were once in an uncomfortable situation. Taking a deep breath, Tiger's excitement was quelled and he simply grinned at the woman, "Yo." with his jagged teeth. Futurity filled the woman's brow, she slammed her arachnid feet into the man's chest, sending him flying into a nearby building. "Do you know who I am you little shit!?" the woman shouted. "My name is Boogy Jewels, I'm the Ring Master of the Spooky Circus Mafia, you better pay for dirtying my dress.... This cost 100,000,000 Million Beli!" Jewels said foaming in rage from her mouth. "Since I've been on this island... I seem to be encountering some weird things...  First the Horse Elephant and now a spider woman... They sure were right when they said these seas are filled with all kinds." Tiger said, flailing around his lengthy hands in excitement. "100,000,000 Million... Interesting number... I think I used to be worth something like that... awhile back." Tiger whispered. "What are you babbling about Mister! Get out of here she'll eat you alive... I can handle myself. This is between me and her!" the kid exclaimed bravely. Plopping onto the ground and scratching his head through his wizard hat, Tiger tilted his head to the side. "Get out? I'm sorry was I interrupting something?" Tiger asked puzzled. "I've had enough of this... Sticky Web!" The woman shouted, spraying from her spiky teeth a entangling web that trapped Tiger's body to the floor he was stuck on. The woman Jewel's lunged forward, looking to slam her tarsus into Meruem's chest cage. "Damn it, he's dead!" the kid shouted. "650 Degrees... Heat Orbs." Tiger exclaimed smirking, suddenly his body began to emitted a bright red glow, the heat trickling off his body was enough to fry an egg down to nothing but embers of it's yolk. Five orbs danced around Tiger's body, breaking him free from the web like muck, slamming the orbs into the woman's midsection, leaving third degree burns across her body as she screeched in agony. Rolling around on the city of eternal night's floor, the woman dance a new kind of dance. The kid watched with his eyes popped wide open, as the woman who had a significant bounty on her head was thrashed. "Who?" the kid stopped, swallowing his spit. "Heh... Who? Who?... Hm.... Who am I?" Meruem asked, pointing to himself. The kid simply nodded, "My name's Tiger K. Meruem... I'm a pirate from the South Blue whose looking to make a name for himself... or made a name... Not sure if I'm that famous yet." Tiger said blushing. "That woman... She's part of the Spooky Circus Mafia... They are affiliates of to a Shichibukai... I think you should leave this place before her boss finds out about this... We both should." the kid exclaimed. "Affiliates... Meaning not actually crew-mates of, we should be fine. Besides... I might not look like it but I'm pretty strong." Tiger said grinning.  

With a soft sigh, Kamina took the final few steps of the long, steep staircase that led up to the mountain-side dojo. She had walked those stairs far too many times for her to remember and took little to no effort in reaching the top. For the few people that had tried to follow her home from her school, they found that they could hardly get past the first quarter. The place in which she called home was a large worn, building, the paint that once had been inscribed on the walls surrounding the outer perimeter of the dojo had began peeling away from the harsh sun that constantly beat down on its once sturdy walls. It was difficult to imagine how it once was, before her master had become the recluse that he was. As she reached the arches that formed the gateway, she strolled into the open field that formed the main hub, where the outlines of tracks and other training area were. To either side, stretching along the wall, was the sleek, dark wooden areas, that offered many a chance to view the training and fighting that once occurred. Now, they were simply walkways for her, akin to a simple home's hallway. Throwing the dark sports bag she had carried to the side, she heard it land with a dull thump. The dark brown haired girl rested her arms along the lower arches of the hallway, taking a moment to take in the stiff, dusty air. She wore a simple sailor outfit, the white collar standing out with her naturally dark skin. She had never gotten over, despite her best efforts, how uncomfortable the tight shirt was, nor the long pleated skirt that ended above her knees. In truth, nothing beat her Gi.

She heard the sound of a thunderous roar from within the main building. A three-storey, tiered building with light red plates at the top of the peaked rough. For many, this would have been a call for alarm, alas for the girl, she found that the noise merely denoted that her master was training. "Damn Lizard hermit, why are you obsessed with making noise..." she muttered to herself as she went back to grab at her bag handle before dragging herself off to the main building of her home, taking stiff foot steps as she did. She couldn't help but notice how hot it was within the area, it appeared that the Lizard Hermit had been up to much more training than usual, which struck her as odd and something she was surely going to prod himself about.

Reaching the large, wooden doors that led to the main hall of the building, she pressed her hand against the door of the building and slid it open as it retreaded for a second. As she closed it behind herself, she took a breath before putting on an angry face,a ritual she had started since she was young. "Oi, master! Why don't you grab us some lemonade, you're only student is freaking dying over here!" she barked, turning about, her free hand holding her side. Her expression suddenly changed, turning to a wide-eyed look of fear as she dropped her bag onto the ground, her hands stretching out as she saw her master spread out along the ground, beaten and bloodied. Standing around him were five grinning men, the foremost man had blood dripping from above his brow, which he wiped away with the back of his thumb. Scoffing at the young girl who had arrived, they all began to snigger and laugh as she rushed over to the fallen man's side. "Kami...nari... Don't... These men are much stronger..." the elderly man tried. He was a balding man, with many wrinkles along his face, his dull orange eyes flickered to the face of the girl whom he raised as his own daughter. With a sullen cough, he found that blood arose from his throat, splattering along the ground. Kamina let out a gasp, shaking her head as helped him get-up to his front, propping him against her own body.

"Is this all you've got, old man? Need some brat to act as your crutch?" the man goaded, turning his nose up towards the light skinned girl, who shot daggers back at him. "Hey chief, you heard her right? She called him his only student, image that, this guy thinks he can teach anyone about martial arts," one of the men behind him explained. With a scoff, he shook his head. "So the rumours are true, the old Lizard Hermit was rearing some sort of a runt... no one told me she was some whining dolt!" he grinned. "Hey, short order, why don't you leave this old geezer and join up with my group, we're tearing apart dojos left and right. We're going to become the biggest names there ever was!" he cried, his expression as wild and outlandish as he was. Kamina began to stand up, eyeing the men up and down as she did so. "You'll have to forgive me master, I think I'm going to get blood on the uniform you bought for me," she said quietly, her eyes having turned to the ground before she took two steps in front of her fallen master. "I am Master Newton's sole pupil, Kamina Newton..." she began, her voice loud and commanding. "And I will defend his teachings' honour until my final breath!"

Her teeth were grinding against each other and brows were furrowed, giving her a fearsome expression, akin to that of an angry beast. The men's laughter began to pick up, save for the man at the front who held a hand up, a smug expression over his face. "I am Alligator Aoshima, me and my men accept your attempt. Boys!" he raised his hand to snap his fingers. The four men rushed forwards, their fists at the ready. The first man threw a punch towards the girl, which she ducked under before pushing off against her right foot, making her way to his side before raising her left arm, bending it and grabbing a hold of her fist with her right hand, pressing her elbow into the man's sides with breath-taking force. With a cry, he twisted with the blow. Sliding her right hand from the grip she had, she aimed it upwards to grab at his arm and yank his body, using her left elbow to lever him over her body and perform a side toss over her own body and into one of his buddies.

Another punch was thrown, this one straight at her. Dodging to the side, she grabbed a hold of the arm and launched herself off of it, ending up behind the man where she promptly fired off a kick to his lower back. He let out a disgruntled yell before having to stumble forwards, off to where Alligator stood, he grabbed the man's head and threw him to the floor. With one man left, Kamina took a sideways stance, the arm that was closest to her opponent was held to the side, in a guard-like fashion whereas the other fist was pointed straight at him. She hopping slowly, her eyes narrowed as the other man was also in a fighting stance. She made a quick movement, hopping forward, which instigated an immediate reaction. The oncoming jab was blocked by her guard arm being raised, parrying it and causing him to stretch out at an awkward angle. Taking advantage, she managed to turn her entire body and fire off three rapid blows to the man's chest. The man stood for a moment before giving a shaky cough, having to walk backwards as he clutched at his chest. He suddenly fell to the ground, along with other four, groaning men.

Returning to her initial stance, only this time she didn't hop about, Kamina rotated her neck to either side, listening for the sudden cricks. "We all need our warm-ups, right?"

Alligator's nostrils flared as he tensed his muscles. He was a man with a shaved head, his straight and thin eyebrows and wild eyes made him seem like the animal he had been named after. He wore a sleeveless outfit with baggy tracksuit bottoms. His caucasian skin tone had small scars to them and the hints of a tattoo on his back was to be seen, as ink jutted around his shoulders. Alligator was the first the move, the first thing about it that Kamina took not on was the different in both speed and power of his blows compared to his disciples. His was the first to connect with her, the tan girl only barely brought her arm up to intercept it, but the blow was enough to send her feet screeching against the floor as she was pushed back. Rushing forth, she leaped into the air, spinning as she did as she brought both legs, kicking one out as the other was tucked in beneath her body. Kicking, her shoe hit against the bald man's arm, holding her in the for a second before he swiped to the side, knocking her completely off balance, and allowing him to take a free shot to her shoulder with a well placed chop.

Slamming to the ground, she hastily got up and bounded off to her right to avoid a kick from the man. She leaped to her front and spun along the ground to avoid yet another blow before kicking upwards to catch him by his elbow. The move, though well timed and thought of, was dodged and countered. The man having grabbed at her leg and held her up into the air, leaving her to dangle there for a second before he threw a fist towards her gut. Spluttering out bile from her mouth, she was then left to drop to the floor. Coughing and groaning as she grabbed at her chest. "I have to admit, those are some good reflexes and hits..." Alligator applauded, slowly clapping his hands. "But why didn't they hit? The reason, you're simply too slow to hit me. Your hits are too weak, you simply aren't very good at this," he explained with a smug grin.

Kamina, still panting from the blows gave a simple nod in return. She lowered herself down and fiddled with the clasps along her white leg warmers, both the top and the bottom before tossing them towards one of the fallen men. With a loud yelp, the man acted as if he had received yet another blow, barely being able to lift the weight from off of his chest and dropped them to the ground, the impact was met with an audible thud, like a brick hitting the floor. Aoshima's eyes widened. "What the... They couldn't be that heavy..." he said to himself, turning back to Kamina, he watched as she rolled the sleeves of her sailor uniform up to reveal that she was wearing another set or warmers, these ones, when tossed to the side, cracked the wooden floor. Flexing her muscles she flashed the tall, bald man a smirk. "Been a while since I've last been met with a match that'd made me drop those. Now, let's see how slow I really am," she said before her expression tightened, the girl bounding off the ground. Each kick off the ground brought her a considerable distance closer, travelling in a zig like manner. The dojo crusher made a thrusting, open palmed jab towards the dark haired girl, which she dodged to the right to, continuing on with the path before she ended up behind him.

Making a final push, she shot upwards, her fist brought back so that she could make a powerful punch towards Aoshima. "Kaminari Kenpou..." she growled, Alligator could only turn his head to watch, in fear, as her kunckle came crashing down across his cheek, both blood and teeth spluttering from his mouth. "Strike-!" The sound of cracking thunder exploded within the great hall of the dojo, the man being flung, head over heels across the polished wooden floor before he fell in a slump, his rear held in the air.

With a thud, Kamina landed, her knees bent and her arms by her side. Looking down at herself, she winced as she saw a few red streaks of her enemies blood on her outfit. "You're cleaning this up before you leave this island!" Kamina growled at the men, each of them giving a single groan of pain in reply. Shaking her head, the short girl held her hands by her side. "Geez, you couldn't even take one real blow from me! This is what you get for being so damn cocky!" she yelled angrily before walking over to her master, who had managed to get himself to the side of the hall, where he rested with his back to the wall.

"You did well, Kaminari," Newton grinned, the lizard hermit had a wide and happy expression on his face. Kamina rolled her eyes before licking her thumb, wiping away a bit of blood that had formed by the corner of the old man's mouth. "Yeah, yeah. I can do better... and stop calling me Kaminari! I'm not loud!!" she yelled, before they both began laughing at each other.