Bounce Back

Lysander had ranked the attack from Volkov but he was still pushed back by his power. Subtle burn marks and scars had appeared around Lysander right arm, which happened to be his sword arm. "Gyahhh" he said catching his balance on the dirt. "My Fruit!" Lysander quickly lunged again, with right arm across the left side of his body he swung his blade at Volkov.

Volkov swiftly evaded the attack and snatched Lysander's sword, hurling both Lysander and the sword into a wall. "That fruit has brought me nothing but problems!" Volkov exclaimed as the flames on his arms dissipated, revealing ash that crumbled to the ground. New arms gradually emerged in their place. Volkov approached Lysander and kicked the briefcase containing the fruit aside.

Lysander had gotten up from the attack and wiped his face from his cut lip, he spat on the ground and looked at Volkov. "I'm not leaving without that fruit!" Lysander then quickly used his athleticism to try and attack Volkov. He slashed at him again with his right hand while pulling his pistol out with his left. He shot a round toward Volkov.

Volkov managed to dodge the bullet but with his arms still growing back he couldn't dodge Lysander's sword cuasing him to get cut on the left side of his torso cuasing him to fall into the ground as his arms finished reforming, as he tried to get up once more, shots started to get fired towards the duo, as the marines started to surround the dock, "I guess we have to cut this battle short huh?" Volkov got up and grabbed the briefcase and threw it at Lysander, "You could have the cursed thing, it serves no use to me anymore, besides it'll piss off my brother that his precious item got stolen by a worthless punk!" Volkov shouted as he set his arm ablaze once again and used the smoke to completely engulf the marines causing them to start to cough and pass out.

Lysander was confused, why would the Volkov give up so fast. He was expecting a fight and a good time, but at the end of the day, he got what he came to the island for, the fruit.

In the distance Marines could be heard closing in to the dock. Lysander quickly put away his weapons and grabbed the suitcase that was thrown on the ground before him. "Yahoo! Time to get outta here, Howell and Tea man are probably still at the dock fighting that beer man. I hope they got away safely or won"

He began to head back, the sun rays beamed down onto his back. The island was being burnt to a crisp due to Volkov's fruit. The smoke filled the sky almost blocking out the sun with the thick fog. Lysander would try his best to avoid any in coming marines but it was impossible to say the least, but since the small town he was in was in commotion with people running around and marines on the search, he would go undetected…or so he thought.

At the end of the Main Street in the small town a blockade had been setup by Marines blocking the exit into the tree line. The idea of it was to prevent the "Alleged Gang Members" from leaving the island. There source's have been assumed to be multiple eyewitnesses that had seen deals and business being conducted on the island. Since the fire had erupted it would be a good time to find and capture some of them.

But in doing this the marines had effectively blocked and trapped everyone in the town from leaving. A huge crowd was seen ahead with women and children alongside the elderly trying to barge through.

Lysander was able to slip and snake his way toward the front, with the brief case firm in hand. He approached the front of the blockade, 2 tall marines then stepped forward addressing Lysander, "Hault! We can't let you leave kid, stand back." The marine on the left said, he was about mid 40's with a black beard and slicked back short hair.

"What?! You won't let us leave while the city is burning?!" Lysander said, gesturing his right index finger toward his temple, insinuating that the marine should use his brain.

"Watch it Bud! I don't want to have to move you by force," The marine on the right replied. Who was way younger the other but seemed to have much more of a temperament, red hot has his hair.

Lysander scrunched his face while tilting his head back every so slightly, he felt dissed by the statement of the marine.

"You ain't going to do anything, it's funny how you can be so bold not to let this towns people leave when they could all die here."

Lysander looked back into the crowd, seeing children and mothers crying, while being marked with ash and burns on their skin.

"This is nothing but orders kid, we don't want any trouble," the older marine said attempting to put his right hand on Lysander's left shoulder. He quickly slapped it away.

"Just because someone tells-"Before he could finish his sentence he was sucker punched in his face by the young marine. Lysander flew back a couple of steps and fell on his bottom. The briefcase hit the ground on a weird angle causing the case to open, low and behold Lysander's new fruit flung out of its case and was thrown onto the dirt road. The fruit's orange color and patterned exterior were now covered in ash and mud.

"Is that a devil's fruit?!"

The crowd had stepped back and gone silent, the attention was now on the marines and Lysander.

"This is the government, pathetic!" Lysander then spat out some blood while standing up. He looked over his left side and saw his fruit laying in the dirt. He was in stride to pick up his fruit when the younger marine then pointed a gun he was concealing on his hip.

"We are going to be seizing that fruit, it's evidence." He said smirking at Lysander. He ignored that marine's words and continued doing what he wanted.

A countdown had been started from 3 with the Marine,

"I'm not going to ask again, you asshole, you got until the count of 3 to stop what your doing or I'll shoot you…1…2…."

The count was interrupted by Lysander, "What if I give you the fruit and you let all of us leave?"

"Let you leave? Are you insane? Give me that damn fruit now!"

Lysander bent over and picked the fruit up, gripping it tightly in his hands. He could feel the juices from within the fruit move around his palm. He then faced the marine, "I'm just kidding, I would never hand this fruit to you." Lysander then tossed the fruit into the air, it landed as he caught the fruit in his mouth. CRUNCH! As he took a bite a terrible taste and sensation filled his mouth. "Yuck, It burns!"

The Marine without a second thought went to smash Lysanders head back with a huge punch. He whacked Lysander in the face sending his head flying backward. But this time something was strange about him, instead of him falling toward the ground his head and neck stretched about 4 feet before returning to his regular body.

Volkov managed to get to his ship and was getting ready to leave with a small group of men that were already onboard. As he was lifting the anchor and dropping the sails, he saw his large group of men running towards the ship while being chased by an even larger group of Marines. "Boss! Wait for us!" The men yelled in desperation, and Volkov looked at the marines and sighed, "You're on your own now! I can't wait any longer; this is the last chance of escaping!" Volkov shouted as he started maneuvering the boat out to sea.

The men reached the dock, started falling to their knees, and started crying, all shouting in desperation for Volkov to turn around as the marines caught up to them on the docks and started arresting the men as they tried their best to fight back. Some of them even started jumping into the water to try and get away, but were met with a barrage of bullets by the marines as they shot anyone who tried to get away or resisted their arrest.

They were wanted men after all, and back on Volkov's ship, he lighted a cigar and puffed it, "Shouldn't we go back and help?" One of the men onboard shouted to Volkov, "I'd love to, but it was too late for them; I was not sacrificing my only chance of escape for a bunch of worthless men!" Volkov shouted to the men, "And if you don't agree with that, I suggest you just jump off this ship!" Volkov huffed his cigar once more before thinking back to his fight with Lysander as he rubbed the slash he received from him. He wanted to rip him apart, but the Marines just had to get in the way. "It would've been fun to beat that worthless punk, but escape was more important." Volkov looked back at the dock as the marines were escorting their new prisoners and scoffed, "You could always start over."

Back on the Galaxy Voyager...

"You just had to kill her!" Miller shouted towards Howell and Steven as he summoned more nozzles from his body that began to sprout outwards and point directly at the duo, "She bought everything from me; everything she owned was gotten from me, from her dress to her ship, even her stupid red wig was bought from me!" Miller continued as the nozzles from his body began shaking violently as they were getting ready to fire. Howell quickly lunged forward, used his powers on the wooden floor, and lifted it upward to create a wall shielding him from Miller's blast of beer. But the blast was too strong, and it crashed through the wall, hitting Howell directly and sending him flying toward Steven.

Steven caught Howell as they both heard an explosion emanating from the island. Large pillars of smoke were visible from the town, accompanied by screams and gunshots. Howell immediately shouted, "We need to go back!" Miller, on the other hand, sprang forward with his hand transformed into a keg and struck the ground forcefully. Howell and Steven quickly jump to the side and avoid Miller's attack.

"I'll navigate the ship; you keep him busy!" Steven shouted towards Howell as he got up and drew his sword, "I'll kill you all!" Miller's voice boomed, and as he got up, twenty large hoses with nozzles attached to their ends emerged from his back, and they all lunged forward toward Howell. Using his powers, he grabbed a plank of wood that had broken off and shaped it into a shield. Using it, he lunged forward, using his makeshift shield to block the nozzles. Howell managed to block the nozzles, but the force was too strong and shattered his shield, sending him flying back.

Howell was launched off the boat, but before he hit the water, he quickly extended his sword and used it to grab the mast of the ship, then quickly swung himself around the boat. "I'll kill you!" Miller shouted towards Steven and got ready to lunge forward. Steven was about to launch a counterattack but quickly saw Howell swinging towards Miller's back. Steven smirked. "Well, if you're going to kill me, you better not miss!" Steven shouted, which enraged Miller as he lunged forward, but before he hit Steven, Howell quickly kicked Miller from behind and launched him off the ship as the duo heard a splash.

"Steven quickly we have to get back!" Howell shouted towards Steven with a out of breath voice.

...

The citizens around the burning city watched as the marine assaulted Lysander, there they stood Lysander vs several platoons of marines. Lysander would laugh after being punched as his body didn't feel the pain. The marine who punched him stood back in shock,

"What the?" he said as he readied himself again to hit Lysander. Throwing a right hook to hit his jaw, Lysander would quickly put his straw hat on his head and quickly sidestep the attack, but in doing that Lysander accidentally launched himself into the nearby wall, crashing right through the wall. "What the hell, I was not expecting that," he said, dusting off the ruble and wood pieces off his body.

"Strange my body doesn't feel hurt at all." He thought to himself, "Was this the fruit ability?

"There he is men get him while he's down!" A group of 5 men ran toward Lysander armed and ready to arrest him. He watched as the Marines charged him,

"This would be a good time to test out this fruit with these dorks!" A brief memory shot through Lysanders mind; A man stood with a large cloak, silhouetted in front of a young Lysander, he smiled down toward him "Why would you want a fruit? HAHAHA," The man laughed as he touched Lysanders shoulder with his left hand. "Well little one, If I can suggest one fruit it would be the Rebound Fruit, it can Rebound anything, even fate. Or at least that's how the stories go..."

Lysander would snap out of his head and do a front handspring to evade the charging Marines, Lysander became faster and more elastic than before, he could feel it in his body. The Riba Riba no Mi gave the user's body the properties of a trampoline, thus allowing their body elasticity. As he flipped around he would feel different parts of his body stretch and pull due to the friction between flipping in the air so fast. Again he would crash into another building. "Gyahhh" he said flying into the building. The whole he made in the wall was in the shape of his body, similar to making a snow angel.

He would fly back out of the building bursting through, flipping and flopping all over the place, breaking and crashing into things. The town was slowly getting destroyed and structures began to fall.

"Stop it! You're destroying the town even more!" An elderly woman shouted. Lysander while flipping in the air would glimpse around the town and its burnt state. He then was able to slow himself down and land on top of a nearby roof, "Sorry about that Grandma! I think I've got the gest of this now."

More marines would surround the building that we perched upon. The Younger Marine would push his way through the crowd and shout to Lysander, "Get down now, or you'll be put in jail, or better yet you can die in this god-awful town."

"You think I'm going to die? Or be arrested? LAHALAHA! What a joke." Lysander would then jump due to his fruit his trampoline body launched him high into the air. He could see the whole town from up here, he would look back down and smile as his body began to plummet back down to the ground. Beginning to turn his body, somersaulting on his way down.

"What is he doing?" A marine said, "Should we move out of the way?" Another replied. But before they could truly evade the attack Lysanders echoing laughs could be heard getting louder and louder as he approached from the sky above.

"Arrest this Pig!" Lysander would say finally descending into the group of marines, performing a spinning axe kick to the young blonde marine's head. Boom! A gust of wind would shoot out from the impact of the kick and the back of his heels would drive into the back of the marines skull. The marine's eyes went white as blood shot out of his mouth and bleeding from his head. Screaming could be heard from the crowd as they watched, they were not cheering but the sound of terror. A random pirate who just murdered a Marine officer would be considered trouble in the eyes of most.

"He killed, Chris!" a marine said, clutching his sword, "Get him!"

The remaining marines then charged Lysander from all directions. Lysander had to move fast and quickly, he started to punch and kick his way through the marines. Although he was much stronger and faster than him, there was more, and trying to not damage the town anymore was much more difficult. Lysander would take blows to the head and body as the 20-odd men would seemingly jump him. With nightsticks hands and feet, he would get stomped out. Lysander curled up onto his knees and elbows shielding his head and torso from the impacts, his body seem to become hot and this sensation of heat pulsed through him. Actual sweat formed and began drip off his skin and body, his head spun and vision went hazy.

"What is happening to me...I this the fruit...Could I be that tired already?"

He knew that something had to be done about this feeling,

Ten Years Ago

Lysander was 1o years old sitting on his home dock on Astrea Isle. He would be accompanied by the same cloaked man from his memory earlier. They sat in the sunset as they dipped their feet into the ocean water. The man was drinking a bottle of rum and little Lysander was drinking a bottle filled with juice. He did this often time to fit in with the adults he hung around. Lysander would always sit by the dock during sunsets when the man would come into town.

"Tell me more about the stories of the rebound man."

The man laughed as he took another sip of his rum, "So you wish to know more about this...What made you so curious about devil fruits all of a sudden?"

"The papers, I always hear about the powerful people who can do unimaginable things. At home, you never see any of that here... I want to do unimaginable things too."

The man would smile and close his eyes embracing the warmth of the setting sun. He took a deep breath in and spoke to Lysander, "You know, you make a good point. But power doesn't always come from these things we know as Devil Fruits, but the real power comes to those who Will it."

"Wow," he would say as he got up from the dock and stood tall. "I want to become a Pirate and sail the seas...Do you think I could do it, Dom?"

Dom smiled and laughed as he pulled Lysander close to him with his left arm sitting around his shoulder, "Of course, I do, my little..."

Present Day

Lysander continued to be beaten by the Marines as he had just murdered their platoon leader. He had finally had enough, his mind was spinning and his eyes were going blurry, fresh air was the only thing he could think of, a glass of water would suffice as well.

"GET OFF MEE!" He shouted as a huge wave burst of energy that seemed to appear in the form of gusts of wind.

The entire marine platoon was sent flying in every direction, some flying into buildings, some landing on their heads.

"Did I just do that?" Lysander thought, he quickly glanced around as his dizziness and blurred vision vanished alongside the intense heat he felt throughout his body.

Accepting the opportunity of freedom Lysander made a break from the scene. Since the marines have been knocked out the exit was free.

"Come be free, save yourselves!" He said to the people running past them, he tripped and fell immediately. Face planting into the ground. Lysander was thrown off balance due to his fruit. Since he doesn't yet know how to control his rebounding the impact he takes while planting his feet into the ground would expel rebounded energy back out of his body, throwing off balance. Again and again, Lysander would try to run without stumbling. With each fall he recovered and eventually, he developed a way to run without falling. It was similar to a skipping motion with long strides. zigging from side to side.

"I think I finally got a grasp of this, I have to head back to the dock, Howell probably needs me."

Quickly approaching the dock, Howell and Steven witnessed the state of chaos on the island: large smoke pillars everywhere, the sky painted with a soft red glow, and the sound of people coughing, weeping, and crying drowned out by the gunshots and blasts of cannons of Marines apprehending members of Miller's gang. Howell quickly jumped off the ship, "Steven, stay here; make sure Marines don't seize our ship." He shouted towards Steven and nodded in agreement as Howell took off in search of Lysander.

Lysander would leap through the trees, quickly arriving at the dock. He saw Howell running toward him off in the distance, hands waving in the air. "LET'S GET OUTTA HERE!"

Howell started running back with Lysander toward the ship as Steven waited onboard. As they were running back Howell noticed how Lysander ran and asked, "Why are you running like that?" Howell asked Lysander as Marines emerged from the trees and started firing toward the duo.

Lysander would use his new found fruit powers against the marines, rebounding all of their bullets back out to them. "Ha ha, even bullets don't work on me, this fruit is amazing." Zigging and Zagging Lysander would defeat the remaining marines 1 by 1

"It looks like you got your fruit! Now lets get out here!" Howell shouted as they made it to the ship, dodging bullets as they did climbing on the ship they began to set sail.

The Lystar Pirates were able to evade the marines and steal the devil fruit Lysander had been dying to get. For there adventure next…who knew but fate. Maybe lougetown.