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One Piece The Hawk and the Headhuntress Introduction Post Headhuntress Aiya The night was young, dark, and even a bit chilly. Yet despite all the eerie factors, they were much more of a reassurance for twenty-one year old bounty huntress, Aiya. Of course, she wasn't known simply by her first name. Anyone who had seen her poster knew her by a few names. Some people called her Black Blade Aiya, others used Bloody Aiya but the most popular nickname she had been given was Headhuntress Aiya. The reason was simple. She almost always killed her victims via beheading with her treasured blade, appropriately named Kazekami. A mix of skill from years of training plus an Ax Dial enabled her to toss air blades at her opponents from a distance if she so desired. As nice as the range was, it wasn't her forte. No, she preferred to be up close and personal with her targets. Aiya wasn't like any other woman the world had seen. Far from it, if anything. While the word 'mercy' was a term she did know of, Aiya didn't usually display this emotion. People had to earn that from her, among many other things. Respect was another major aspect but perhaps equally as vital to her was her innocence. No one had been worthy enough and thus she had kept herself from being touched thus far. But what was her real pride and joy was her ability to have killed - or at least defeated - everyone she had encountered without using a Devil Fruit. Aiya relied on nothing but herself, her intimidation, and her swordsmanship. A proud smirk crossed her face as her crimson eyes slowly opened. She could see it, in the distance Kuraigana Island. Her mind briefly went to the talk she had with her former comrade, Saku. ...Mihawk? Dracule Mihawk? he had asked. Why? Did I stutter? No. But don't you think this is pushing your luck? Aiya had wasted no time in shooting him a glare. I've come too far to just back down! Besides, Crocodile was a Shichibukai like him. And ... well ... you know his fate. This is likely going to be different. You know of his nickname, don't you? Of course I do! I always do my research on people I go after! Then you should know 'Hawk-Eyes' isn't just there for the hell of it ... It had ended there. She said nothing and stormed off to her room. It hadn't been until Saku had fallen asleep that she acted and stole one of the lifeboats and was using it to travel towards her destination. It had been a good three days since she had last seen or spoken with Saku. Her arms were tired, but not enough to stop her from rowing. Thankfully, the sea had assisted her every now and again by helping Aiya drift in the right direction. It was as if the very ocean itself knew of her goal and was aiming to help guide her. Moreover, Aiya had heard and read about rumors. The execution of Ace D. Portgas had recently occurred. In the process, many casualties - both Marines and non-Marines - had been resulted. That being said, it seemed logical that the Shichibukai would be in their most vulnerable states. Now, not later, was the perfect time to strike. Her eyes slowly closed once more as she let the water continue to push her forward. So close and yet so far .. she muttered softly, her smirk widening as an adrenaline rush fueled by anticipation began to surge through her. There had been a few times that Aiya thought back on what had likely been her last conversation with Saku, mainly to consider if this truly was too much. Maybe. But the day the Marines had landed on her former hometown island - which used to be known as Freeport - and performed a mass execution against everyone had been the moment Aiya lost all respect and love for anyone affiliated with them. She never once forgot about how it had gone, looked. It was basically like being hit by a swift firing squad. And to make it worse? No one had seen it coming. The island still existed, though it may as well not have. No one lived there anymore. Even to this day, Aiya could only explain herself having endured the firing squad incident through nothing but sheer luck. Yet that fortune had allowed for her to grow up and begin avenging her former hometown, all while simultaneously getting rid of the higher up ranking Marines or anyone affiliated with them. That thus included people like Cipher Pole and the Shichibukai. They were favored tools of the Government and Marines. It was all the incentive she needed. Her hand waved gently through the air as she forced herself to forget about the old flashback. It doesn't matter anymore, she mused softly, feeling her smirk widen more as she looked in time to see the island now maybe a few minutes at most away. Ready or not, Dracule, here I come ...