Twenty years ago, one of the most fearsome pirates to roam the seas, Itome Hikaraku(also dubbed the Black Mamba because of his dark skin tone.) was captured by the marines, marines that shouldn't have even been able to kill him. This is the story of him and his former crew, simply known as The Six.
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Six old men, each at least fifty or older sat on wooden chairs, the table in front of them being round and crafted from the finest oak. The room around them was gray, with various pictures nailed on the wall, each picture having a frame that perfectly fit them. Most of the frames were brown or black, but every so often one could find an oddly colored frame. Itome himself had a pink frame of his family, before he became so sought after and had to separate himself for there protection. His daughter, Lolita, and her two sons, Okami and Amaterasu. At least, that's what he called them. Lolita called them Axel and Red...lame names, but, he wasn't in charge and didn't really care as long as they didn't become associated with the marines and became strong men. He hadn't heard from them in so long..it made him sad that he couldn't give his daughter any hugs when she was sad and didn't know what to do, or that his grandchildren couldn't ride on his mighty shoulders.. But, he couldn't see them. Not until the threat of the marines were dealt with.
Itome rose up to speak..he was the reason why all of these old men were here, still fighting the good fight even though most people would have retired from this silly dream of becoming a pirate king.
"I know the members of the six parted ways five years ago to begin training for this battle...this has been a hard five years, especially since we're losing the youth that we once had..when we were capable of leveling buildings with our Hao. Hopefully, the intense training regimen we underwent has limited the deterioration of our bodies. Today, we'll finally be able to go back to our families. After we kill the marines, it will be the end of The Six..we've promised to fight for Pirate King, but we'll each be heading separate ways. I'd like to wish all of you good luck on the battlefield, and on the road to becoming Pirate King. Let's hope we can see our family.."
Each of the men were deep in thought, thinking about family members, children. Itome gave them five minutes to say prayers, to give thanks to the deities in the sky for this opportunity. They would strike under the cover of night.
"Alright, are we ready?"
They got up, following Itome to his ship, the S.S Anne. Each of them boarded the ship, taking the different roles a crew needed on a ship. Itome took up the role of captain, handling the controls of the ship. Boag, a short, plum man wearing a green shirt with white stripes, and sported gray hair on his shirt was the lookout. He would warn the crew if any marine ships were around, or incredibly powerful sea monsters,
Marineford..no one can take it down except us. We can't rely on the young generation... they've failed too many times. I wanted to retire, but my daughters aren't strong enough for this.
The night was cold, but the six men were facing a beast that was much more frightening to most people. But, each of them had looked death in the face countless times, eluding it. They could only hope that this luck would follow them when they landed on the island.
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Six old men, each at least fifty or older sat on wooden chairs, the table in front of them being round and crafted from the finest oak. The room around them was gray, with various pictures nailed on the wall, each picture having a frame that perfectly fit them. Most of the frames were brown or black, but every so often one could find an oddly colored frame. Itome himself had a pink frame of his family, before he became so sought after and had to separate himself for there protection. His daughter, Lolita, and her two sons, Okami and Amaterasu. At least, that's what he called them. Lolita called them Axel and Red...lame names, but, he wasn't in charge and didn't really care as long as they didn't become associated with the marines and became strong men. He hadn't heard from them in so long..it made him sad that he couldn't give his daughter any hugs when she was sad and didn't know what to do, or that his grandchildren couldn't ride on his mighty shoulders.. But, he couldn't see them. Not until the threat of the marines were dealt with.
Itome rose up to speak..he was the reason why all of these old men were here, still fighting the good fight even though most people would have retired from this silly dream of becoming a pirate king.
"I know the members of the six parted ways five years ago to begin training for this battle...this has been a hard five years, especially since we're losing the youth that we once had..when we were capable of leveling buildings with our Hao. Hopefully, the intense training regimen we underwent has limited the deterioration of our bodies. Today, we'll finally be able to go back to our families. After we kill the marines, it will be the end of The Six..we've promised to fight for Pirate King, but we'll each be heading separate ways. I'd like to wish all of you good luck on the battlefield, and on the road to becoming Pirate King. Let's hope we can see our family.."
Each of the men were deep in thought, thinking about family members, children. Itome gave them five minutes to say prayers, to give thanks to the deities in the sky for this opportunity. They would strike under the cover of night.
"Alright, are we ready?"
They got up, following Itome to his ship, the S.S Anne. Each of them boarded the ship, taking the different roles a crew needed on a ship. Itome took up the role of captain, handling the controls of the ship. Boag, a short, plum man wearing a green shirt with white stripes, and sported gray hair on his shirt was the lookout. He would warn the crew if any marine ships were around, or incredibly powerful sea monsters,
Marineford..no one can take it down except us. We can't rely on the young generation... they've failed too many times. I wanted to retire, but my daughters aren't strong enough for this.
The night was cold, but the six men were facing a beast that was much more frightening to most people. But, each of them had looked death in the face countless times, eluding it. They could only hope that this luck would follow them when they landed on the island.
WC: 623