Abandoned

**Date Started:** May 26th, 2022
**Date Completed:** Ongoing
**Previous Role-Play**: N/A
**Users Involved:**User:TheGoldenBuddha, User:MohmohMoh
**Setting:** New World
**Characters Involved**:
* **Pirates**: Irezumi Zeke, Hiro

## Sky’s the Limit

In the island of Angels called Arch, there was a wanted man roaming across the streets, hoping to not be found out by anyone else who might recognize his face by his past mistakes he looked like any other local citizen. He might’ve seemed like one, but his motive wasn’t necessarily to start life anew on a different island, his reason of coming here was much more important to him than that.

As he walked into a pub, a lot of faces immediately glanced at the unknown man, due to the place not having very frequent visitors and everyone in the vicinity knowing eachother. “Oi bartender.” He said with an outgoing smile on his face although it looked slightly forced, “Do you know about Los Angelo? The city knocked into the sky?” The blonde haired man asked.

This caused even more suspicion by the bar-goers, questioning just who was this man and how he knew about the islands history, “Come to the back room with me.” He said signaling Zeke in. “Most of the citizens barely know about what happened to the rest of the residents on this island.” The pub owner said. “I know, the knock up stream blasted up the rest of the island giving it its angel shape up to the sky. I came here for the very purpose to rescue its inhabitants and bring back what was taken from y’all.”

“Really?” The old bartender said with a glimmer of hope in his pupils. Though Zeke was hiding his true intentions once more, only seeking to collect the treasures and rarities lost and sell them to the black market for berries. “Yup.” He says giving a thumbs up. “Now would you please kindly tell me when the knock up stream is going to be active for launch again.”

”You’re going to merely go up there yourself, you’re so darn brave!” Replied Mr. Pub owner. “Well a fool like you must know no bounds, but I’ll tell you anyways.” Giving out a sigh. “The knock up stream will be up as soon as the sun sets.”

“Aight, thanks!” Zeke said to the old bartender as he dashed out the back door and went to the open port of the island where the knock up stream event was set to occur. “Now should I jack one of these bastards’ ships?” He said looking around.

A shadowy figure appeared on the horizon from the port. Standing on top of what appeared to be a log as it slowly approached. Unlike what others would use for a raft or simple sea vessel, Hiro used only a single log. Balancing on top of it as it stood upright as the waves struck against it.

Using his hand he threw a shadow over his eyes, finally he was able to see through the blinding sunlight, a port was just a few minutes or so away from him. Black eyes turned to crimson as the log picked up its speed, falling down into a lying position as it picked up further speed. Crashing through waves with Hiro balancing on top. People of the docks stood in awe, staring at the man who would cross the treacherous seas on nothing but a wooden log. Scarred through its battles against the ocean's tides, the log would sink as Hiro hopped onto the docks. “The fuck are all of you looking at? Never seen a handsome man before??”

Angry muttering could be heard from people as they averted their attention elsewhere. The crimson red eyes returned to the former pitch black. There was a tanned man who stuck out from the crowd, tattoos littering his body alongside his long blonde hair. Hiro stared at him, unable to make up what to think of him. He carried a sense of familiarity to him, despite this Hiro couldn’t place his finger on where it was from.

”Hm?” Zeke said as he saw the newcomer come onto the port. He walked up to him to whisper into his ear. “You look fairly strong, are you?” He said looking around. “We should jack one of these bozo’s ship right quick.” He continued as he pulled out his arm for a handshake.

Hiro’s eyes turned red as his sword, Dame, soared out of its sheath. A thousand sharp fragments would circle around Zeke’s throat as he responded, “Strong enough to become the world's greatest killer.” Shaking hands he started to look around for any suitable ship to steal, *"A ship would surely be a nice change of pace for once."*

Zeke smiles at his newfound ally as he excepted the awkward handshake, although wasn’t really weird to Zeke considering his past of making friends for each other’s benefit. “Alright here’s the plan let’s go steal the big ship with the wings on it, I have somewhere I wanna go.” Zeke said to Hiro. “Also what’s up with your log pose I just noticed it.” He says as he runs to the ship looking back at Hiro.

Tapping against his log pose gently, Hiro responded, “I think it’s broken, its direction was aimed slightly upwards already since the previous island. Getting closer and closer to this island it started pointing towards the sky.” The shards around Zeke’s throat moved as if they were connected, returning to the sheath resting at Hiro’s hip. “The ship over there? Looks luxurious compared to what I arrived with.”

“Alright bet.” Zeke said without a doubt in his mind that they’d be able to get on the boat just in time for the knock up stream. As they both got onto the ship Zeke immediately got the ship out of its post and sailed it to the middle of the island. “This is gonna be where all the fun shit starts to happen.” He says smiling to Hiro. “You ever took a flight before?” Zeke continued with a genuine smile of curiosity or one of a crazy man who hasn’t have no regard of the dangers he might face. “Ahoy!l” He yelled once the waves started to splash around erratically.

The sea looked like it was accumulating more water under the boat and the rest of the surrounding waters in the port would appear to be caught up in a whirlwind, of course the strength was so powerful it pulled in other ships into its vicinity. Some sank, while others were being boosted up by the knock up stream alongside the stolen ship of Zeke and Hiro. As they start to pick up momentum in the sky, Zeke’s blonde hair blows up into the sky as water splashes all over him. “You ready for the thrill?” He asked Hiro.

Hiro’s face would distort into a state of confusion as Zeke spoke, “You asking if I’ve ever been flying before? Uhhh… Not that I can think of.” A sudden shake took hold of the ship as the waves grew nervous over the upcoming knock up stream. A look of realization sprouted on Hiro’s face as he grabbed hold of some planks for his dear life, the questions that Zeke had asked, the waves gathering under the ship. “You… You don’t mean that this is a kno.” Before Hiro could even finish his sentence, the knock up stream spurted out the ocean in its full force, sending the ship soaring towards the heavens. birds grew wary, animals turning their attention to the sudden screams of Hiro would echo throughout the island.

Zeke laughed at Hiro’s screams and expression. “I told, it was gonna be exhilarating.”!He says as his blue eyes glistened at the sight of adventure.”We’re about to head up to our destination, the City of Angels!” It seemed that the flying ship was coming to a halt though as soon as they picked up more air, as the atmosphere was getting thinner the higher they went. the ships weight soon became a detriment. “Uh oh.” Zeke said as he rushed to the ships wheel trying his hardest to not stop their momentum. “aaaahHhHhhHHhHh!” They finally reached the sky island ass they were fully submerged into a world full of clouds, Zeke as a devil fruit user was really put through the wringer with how they just busted out of the water. As a effect of his Devil Fruit he passed out on the ship.

The screams continued to echo through the air, slowly fading into the distant skies. The strength of Hiro would quickly fade as they bursted through cloud after cloud. Reaching the apex of the height from the speed they had accumulated, the descent started to take hold. Much like during the ascent they started to fall through clouds, each cloud draining Hiro's strength at a rapid pace. Eventually he'd find himself exhausted enough that but a whisker of a breeze caused him to fall unconcious. Right as they landed he had fallen unconcious from the water inside the clouds forcing an overwhelming exhaustion.

The area Hiro and Zeke seemed to find themself in happened not to just be some random river or lake in the sky. In fact they landed right in a ring shaped building. It happened to have people in seats it looked like it was a colosseum of some sort, “As we make our sacrifice to the gods-“ A speech from a village elder was interrupted by the ship coming from below. “What was that?!” He said as he looked back to see the ship before his eyes. “Who dare stop me from the sacrifice!!!” The multiple citizens praying gasped and pointed to the ship, not seeing visitors for below for a while they almost thought all life from below went extinct.

“Send em for sacrifice!!” The village elder said as the towns guard force dragged Zeke and Hiro onto crucifixes and hung them up.

Slowly drawing himself back into consciousness, Hiro’s blurry vision would make out individuals surrounding him. A yawn escaped from his mouth as he attempted to move his limbs. The focus started to return to his sight as he looked around, seeing himself tied up alongside Zeke with strangers surrounding them. Yawning yet again, he would ask the strangers, “Do any of you guys know where we are?”

The villagers lined up to see the strangers, and once Hiro spoke they all gasped. “Such impudence! It must be finished off immediately!!” One lady said. “Look mommy, it can talk. it can talk!” Another young girl yelled out loud. To them it almost seemed like Zeke and Hiro were aliens sent from below to harm them, as for such sin, they should be punished and put to death.”

Zeke still fast asleep didn’t know anything happening in their surrounding, until Hiro asked them where they were. When he slowly opened his eyelids his draw dropped, and he was put into a phase of straight shock. “Wait….. Hiro?” Zeke looked to his left only to see Hiro also crucified. “They’re not gonna sacrifice us to their god right?” He said “RIGHT?!” As a village elder with a foreign mask on starts walking up towards them with a torch, looking as if he had the intent to bring them down now.”

“Shall thou cause ruckus, thou shall suffus.” The elder spoke out to the two young men. “What the fuck did he just say, were those BARS?” Zeke said stupidly. Zeke then observed the many tribal tattoos of the villagers and townsfolk, and just this was enough to give him inspiration to break out of his binding to the cross. “Busoshoku: **Kouka**.” Zeke said as his arms and legs darkened taking the hue of pure black. As he showed his Haki, the citizens were intrigued. One old onlooker muffled “Willpower?” under his breath. Once he broke off, many of the peoples started throwing tomato’s and rocks doing anything they could to weaken him, he counterattacked with his own power ability though. “Tornado Blast!” He screamed out as the tornado tattoo on his lower right abdomen manifested into a black tornado sucking up everything and reducing it all to dust when it was done.

Hiro witnessed Zeke’s tattoo spring to life and devastate everything thrown at him. His jaw dropped to the floor in amazement as he hung in place. The amazement turned into exhaustion as his jaw extended a little further, letting out a yawn. “You seem to have it under control, wake me up in a bit.” Loud snores started to escape from his mouth as he fell asleep, still crucified to the pillar.

Zeke side eyed and saw a glimpse of Hiro. “Are you dumb stupid or dumb, huh!?” Zeke yelled out as he grabbed Hiro by his shirt, comically yelling at him. “We both gotta get out of here, can’t carry the weight myself.” He continues as he’s untying Hiro. “You use swords?” Zeke questions.

A loud thud filled the room as Zeke untied the binds that crucified Hiro. Rising to his feet a visible string of drool followed his mouth, connecting him to the floor. Wiping it off with his arm he looked around as he made eye contact with Zeke. Pointing at him he asked, “Oi, did you finish them off?” Completely oblivious of the tribesmen surrounding him.

” Nah bruh we were deadass standing on a platform, what did you expect me to do?” Zeke responded as he throws punches to the coming soldiers. “There’s too much to fight back anyway, we might have to make a run for it in those mountains nearby.” Zeke looked at Hiro for a second. “You’re still on your ass!?” He frantically yelled, “No time for relaxation here come on let’s go!” He forcefully grabs Hiro by his arm “Nimbus Cloud!” Generating a black cloud that both of them could fly on from his tattoo allowed them to escape the oncoming horde of warriors of the tribe.

Suddenly getting dragged away from the battle, Hiro’s dark eyes were replaced by a flaring red hue. His sword broke into shards as it left its sheathe, the shards sent out in every direction piercing enemies along the way. Bodies dropping to the floor in a pool of their own blood followed by the sound of their last breaths. A yawn escaped from Hiro’s mouth as he responded to Zeke, “Why don’t we just kill them all?”

"..." Zeke took a long pause as he jumped off of his Nimbus Cloud. "Tch. you're just now saying that." he says as he takes off his back coat and ties on his waist, then putting his tie on his tee. "Welp I can't disagree with you on this." Dashing towards the tribesmen Zeke stood in place, practically just waiting for the men to hasten their soon demises. Imbuing his right hand with Armament Haki, "Shigan!" Zeke shouted out, as the bodies nearing closer to him start rag dolling to the ground akin knocking off a tower of Janga.

Citizens that were itching a fight, came to protect their saviors and military might, deeming them too harmless to even attack back, Zeke employed Soru alongside Kenbunshoku Haki to effortlessly dodge all of their nonsensical moves. "Well, y'all just saw your whole nation's strongest platoon get mopped by us, and y'all still asking for a beatdown." Zeke shook his head in confusion.

"Oi Hiro, we should really get to stepping about now."

The scenery changed as the shards of Hiro’s sword split into a thousand pieces, each one reminiscent of a star as they shot across the battlefield. A scene where the sky was red from blood as the steel shards flew like shooting stars. Sparkling in the eyes of Hiro as they spread out, each one taking down an enemy each.

All of the bodies dropped at the same time, creating nothing but a silence filled with the drums of them landing. The shards all gathered in the sky, reforming the blade that he wielded before landing firmly in his hand. “Oi Zeke, you wouldn’t happen to have any food on you?”

"Fuck to F no, besides this meat on me, but I ain't an Okama." Zeke brashly said to Hiro. "We should look around and find if there's any food around, but seeing as how the townspeople were treating us, I'd doubt we'd find anything in their hometown, probably do best if we hunted in the jungles and wild." Zeke looked at Hiro, knowing that he was just as capable as him, hunting wouldn't be much of an issue for the duo. As they ride Zeke's nimbus cloud in search for a forest or jungle, they spotted one whilst up in the sky, although it'd take a mile away. "Meanwhile, do you have any explanation for coming up here with me, I came here for treasure honestly, and the valuable history that might be left here." Zeke sat comfortably as he knew their journey would be long, it'd be better to take rest now.