The Legacy: Chapter 12- Gifts and Wills

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Posted on April 10, 2009 15:45

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Under the smoke and debris that continued to fall just below the Legacy's deck, Sam found himself in poor view of the pirate ship captain that was standing just feet in front of his face.

�You can block my blade well enough,� said the red haired man. �But even you should know that I am not one to be dealt with lightly. I can see from your posture you are not such a simple minded man as your words or clothing might make me to believe.� Captain Ozzy said. Sam grinned at this observational comment, almost flattered to hear a stranger have the mind to think better of him. �But I�ll tell you now, even if those finely crafted blades were made specifically for you, they are nothing but chunks of metal in the storm that is about to come�� the bearded man stopped for a moment. �Then again, I must try to finish dealing with you with full haste. The admiral would not be pleased if I continued appeasing my own curiosity while he awaits our return.�

�I take it this admiral you speak of is the leader of this tiny organization,� Sam said, �I can assure you though, these �chunks of metal� as you call them are more than mere tools. They are not fabrications of righteousness that many men claim them to be nowadays. No, these are my creations, my children. I guess you could call �em a gift, but not one I received from any other man. These came straight from my soul. I know their every intricacy and tendency. I know their names and their words.� Sam laughed for a moment. �I don�t suppose I sound like I�m making a lot of sense to you, huh?�

�Nonsense, I�m faced down with a man stricken ill of the head.� Captain Ozzy murmured with a confused look on his face. �Never mind this banter, let�s end this now!� he snapped. The solid crescent shape blade came crashing down from above Sam�s head. He met it with his own black sword. The strength and weight of the oversized weapon was beginning to drive the deadlock ever closer to Sam�s steady form.

�This child�s name is London. He�s usually quiet, but when someone won�t let him sleep, he�ll cry out silencing the roar of any foe. Almost like a good dog he stays by my side and protects me from danger.� Sam said. He then threw his other arm, weapon in hand, towards the midsection of Captain Ozzy. The raggedly dressed captain jumped back dodging the blow, but took a moment to investigate his body.

*I could have sworn I felt that cut* Ozzy thought.

�This child�s name is Apollo.� Sam said holding out his katana in the musty dust covered air. A glint ran down its length in the darkened ship corridor. �His mind is calm and he speaks with only short phrases. Often he enjoys meeting sharp blades just like himself. But your weapon there isn�t really one with anything to talk about.�

�Enough of this,� demanded Ozzy. �If you won�t speak rationally I�ll just destroy this entire ship piece by piece.� Ozzy waved his blade around his body before sending it into a nearby pillar, shattering it into pieces. �If you won�t forfeit your life, you�ll simply swim to your death!� he roared.

*He�s not happy. Poor guy. I know you don�t wish to talk with his blade anymore Apollo, so let�s just be done with him.* Sam thought. He sheathed his black sword and drew the long katana in both his hands now.

�Ah finally ready to attack are you?� chuckled the pirate.

�I can see that puts you in a better mood,� smiled Sam. As he had done many times before, Sam took his stance and waited for his opponent to advance. Ozzy came at him straight on, thrusting his blade forward with both hands stretched out. It only took a moment to pass before he realized, this dual wielding swordsman had fractioned his weapon in two.

A warm sensation came over Ozzy. The katana was deep inside his right shoulder and had cut almost down into his chest. Sam withdrew his blade, but not before the damage would take its physical toll. There was a ringing in the air from the recently retracted blade, but it was soon to be over taken by Captain Ozzy�s shrieks of pain.

�I�m sorry, but I have to move on from here. I can�t be complacent with death any longer. People need me,� Sam solemnly explained to his critically wounded foe. He smiled and turned towards the stairs at the far end of the floor. �Oh yeah� Apollo, apologizes too.�

On the deck of the Legacy, two crewmen struggled for their lasts gasps of air. Nicholas returned to his feet, gave up pulling at the tightening whip around his throat, and charged at Gonzolas. Right before he could reach the tall pirate, the whip which had been held until this point was thrown skyward. In the next second Nicholas felt the tightening of the mass around his neck once again, but where it was being held from was a mystery. A quick look above his head, gave Nicholas the answer he sought. The other end of the whip had wrapped itself to the mast several feet above the struggling men.

�Strong as you may be, that whip is lined with a flexible metal wiring. Don�t think you can just tear out of it. My guess is you�d actually topple the mast there before you even came close to escaping. And now back to you my friend.� Gonzolas said turning back to Crazy. The younger man was gnashing his teeth into the loosened whip before it was pulled tight once again. �Now, now, cretin, don�t go messing up my things with your teeth marks. If you were to chip one of those precious molars before I had a chance to pluck them from your head I�d be most displeased.�

A strong breeze was picking up and with it came the turning of the Legacy�s main sails. Nicholas was drug off the ground as the mast changed positions. Crazy watched helplessly as his friend struggled to pull himself up the whip�s length. The whip�s length was riddled with metal shavings and with the unprotected insides of his gauntlets Nicholas was shredding his hands with every attempt to climb the rope around his neck.

Crazy�s mouth opened wide, trying to take into it any amount of oxygen that surrounded the suffocating man. Gonzolas was closing the distance with his soon to be claimed prize. With every step he took forward Gonzolas wrapped the whip around the length of his hand and elbow. There was no other option left for Crazy to take. His fate was now starring him down right in front of him. The dark skinned young man surged with ferocity. His body grew tense with each advance made by his captor. Now just a few feet away from Crazy, Gonzolas froze in his tracks.

�What is this?� Gonzolas questioned. The form of Crazy that lay before him was a man overtaken by some sort of primal fervor. The hands and feet of the younger man were all planted on the deck digging relentlessly with an odd set of elongated nails. So solid and long had Crazy�s nails grown, they now looked almost like claws. Not only were his feet and hands beset by these ingrown weapons, but Crazy�s mouth now bore a frightful new set of teeth as well. Gaped as his mouth was, it was no longer seeking air, it was salivating for something else, something that stood helplessly in front of him. ��I�ll teach you to bare your teeth at me cretin!� Gonzolas shrieked.

In one quick swipe the whip fastened around Crazy�s neck was torn to shreds. He lunged at Gonzolas, before the tall man could reach inside his coat for another weapon. When the hand holding a third whip finally reappeared from the stylish coat it was met by a face full of teeth. The hand was ripped from the man�s wrist in the first tug of Crazy�s jaw. Screams and growls are all that could be heard in the next few seconds onboard the Legacy.

After the scene unfolded, Crazy hung over his victim who was now an unidentifiable mess. Remembering his friend, Crazy ran to assist Nicholas who was still hung over the deck of the ship. Getting back on both their feet the two men looked at each other for a short moment. Nicholas couldn�t believe what he had seen Crazy do to the pirate.

*I never thought you were capable of hurting anyone* Nicholas thought to himself. *A criminal? I thought there was no way this delicate soul could harm another human being, but I was wrong.* A set of tears began to form in Nicholas� eyes. He reached out and grabbed his companion, in a strong and caring embrace. �I�m sorry,� Nicholas said. *Next time, I�ll be stronger and able to protect you*.

Crazy took the giant man�s hug without complaint. Being let go, Crazy grabbed Nicholas by the arms and held the man in front of him.

�You�not bad.� Crazy said with a sense of certainty for the words he had chosen. He shook his head with much force as he repeated this phrase again. Nicholas didn�t have the words to reply to such a gesture as this. He closed his eyes.
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Posted on April 10, 2009 15:46

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Back on the Huitada, Vash stood paralyzed listening as his foe, Captain Gloria Rose slowly approached him.

�The human body is a marvelous instrument if you ever take the time to look at it,� Gloria began to say, �Every muscle, every blood vessel, every nerve connected so intricately. You really are too restricting in your movements though my friend. I can�t tell if it�s because you�re afraid of what you can�t see or if it�s simply your ability to fight is just at its limit.� Vash gnashed his teeth at this inquiry. What little feeling he did have was solely from his neck up. Gloria now encircled her motionless opponent. �Acupuncture, contortionism, martial arts, are all simply marvelous ways to enhance the human body�s performance. It pains me though watching such a waste of this gift on someone with your�.deficiencies.� Gloria said this last word with much disgust in her tone.

�You say because I lack the ability to see, I am less of a human than you?� Vash angrily questioned.

�Well, you definitely are at a great disadvantage now aren�t you? I can�t even see what kind of a pirate crew would want a blind vagrant such as yourself in there company. I mean how can you say you strike friend or enemy even.� Gloria began to laugh. Vash was silent. �Even now, can you not tell me you don�t feel the slightest bit of shame for thinking you�re not a burden on those around you?�

Vash was intensely focused and silent at this point. Gloria waiting for a response from the statue of a man, came up behind Vash and wrapped her arms over his shoulders, letting them reach down the front of his chest.

�You know if you can simply tell me how helpless you must feel right now, I�ll take this needle out of your neck and let you fight to your death�but if you can�t come to terms with your true feelings I�ll take your life right now.� Gloria hissed.

Red who was at the other end of the ship right now finally had his back to the wall of the rear cabin. Haunchy had cornered his prey and drew back his fists with a sense of fulfillment. Before the blow could be delivered, Red eyed the motionless Vash across the ship and panic sunk into his chest. Haunchy�s fists were thrown forward impaling themselves threw the wooden wall in front of him. Red was crouched below his attacker, rapier ready and driving forward. Each thrust was successive to the one before it. The speed Red withdrew each of his strikes and delivered the next was unrecognizable to the humongous man before him. Haunchy�s knees began to buckle, as his chest was pierced a countless number of times.

�Grlarhgg�,�was the only noise that escaped from the behemoth�s large and gaping mouth. His eyes slowly shut and his body went rigid on the Huitada�s deck. Red looked back to his comrade across the ship.

Vash was in a moment of thought as Captain Rose clung to his body. *I�ve seen the most beautiful and horrific things this world has to offer. By choice I live now without this so called �perception� of the world. This captain, this woman, is a slave to her own body and it�s own desires. Such servitude is an ignorant life at best and a tragic tale embraced by those weak enough in the mind to adhere to it�s message. A man�s will is the only power that supersedes his body�s inferior practices. This woman is feeble in the head if she thinks I�ll give into her pathetic resolve*

In his empty void Vash began to visualize the world around him. He didn�t see people or objects, only the dark and lifeless spots of the world. The crevices and nooks untouched by life�s ever giving and taking hand are what drew this blind man to see the shadows around him. Slowly he drew them in, each spec of darkness that he could see. Vash knew these oddly hovering masses like faces in a pool of water. There was a connection that drew them to him, something Vash lacked knowledge of or reason for knowing. Vash and his darkness were simply a symbiotic couple; two forms occupying the same empty space.

�Enough of this,� Vash said. Gloria smiled delightfully at the quiet man�s sudden remark. �You�re a fool just as any other, a gifted fool I�ll grant you, but not worth another moment of my time.� Vash�s fist was thrust backwards at the captain�s head, sending her flying back against the ship�s railing. She looked on in angry bewilderment.

�W-what?! How is this possible? I severed your connection to your nervous system�.y-y-ou shouldn�t be able to move. What trickery is this?!� Gloria demanded.

�The weak always question the stronger before them with such detesting tones. I never understood why that was until now�you�re not weaker than me, you just lack the ability to see what our differences are and from that frustration you limit your very own strength.� Vash said. He turned around fully now, scythe in hand pointed at the fallen woman.

�I can�t see a difference?!� Gloria cackled. �At least I can see!� she screamed.

Vash threw his scythe above his head and brought it down in a quick slicing motion. A faint sound could be heard, but the blow which had been seen by all was still quite a ways from it�s intended target. Nobody had seen any connection between Vash�s blade and the still laid out Huitada captain. Then in an instant, the lifeless form of Captain Gloria Rose slumped over. A long diagonal mark could be seen trace it�s way from ship wood, across the women�s torso, back to the ship�s frame. Vash turned to Red�s quickly advancing form and then to the dozen or so pirates that still remained frozen behind him. After a short taunt of force from Vash, the pirates fled from the two Legacy crewman with as much haste as possible. The Huitada was all but abandoned, save Red and Vash who now rushed to take control of the ship.

�How did you manage to move?� questioned Red as he took the wheel of the ship.

Vash plucked the needle out of the back of his neck and flicked it off the ship�s side. �Even in the darkness, a man�s will cannot be limited by the world around him.� Vash responded.

Red looked on as a faint trace of black smoke dissipated from the body of the blind warrior.

-End of Chapter 12

Posted on April 10, 2009 16:10

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Very nice! :amazed

Posted on April 10, 2009 16:13

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Quite the long chapter!! Nice though:oh

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" Crazy hung over his victim who was now an unidentifiable mess."
LMAO! Chyeaa (H)

damn i skip this chapter by accident, nuuuuu e.e. Oh well ,i only part i wanted to read the part when Crazy was apart of the action haha. Though, Crazy and Nicholas looks like a couple ( just saying ) Haha, anyways keep it up (;<

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