4: A Fight To Survive

After the long time of hard life our now groan up lady is forced to survive inside a fighting arena:

"My, my its nice to sea you Sir. Droller." a nephew of the fat man Sir. Slurp who was a smaller copy of his uncle extendedly squeaked out to get noticed. To be next to his favorite uncle this afternoon was beginning to sweat from jumping up and down like a pinball. He was going to surprise his uncle by bringing in a pyrite captain into the pits as his fighter. Slurps plan was to try to give his uncles main fighter a fun challenge and hopefully get to make him happy.

Every time Droller was happy he would give huge girts to the one who made him happy. Slurp wanted to have his own mermaid race track, but he could only afford to buy humans as slaves. No matter how hard he tried he could not get enough money from his parents to achieve his goal.

Slurp had no choice but to kiss up to his easy going uncle.

"Ugh... huuu ..." Sir Droller simply grunted in response after a few hard breaths.

As the pair talked about nothing important at all a man wearing green sunglasses and nothing else grabbed the announcer den-den mushy with a yank he announced while twisting his hips like crazy.

"Ladies and gentleman it's my honor to announce todays grand bout featuring our favorite Godfather Sir. Droller as the gift giver!" He began to dance and spin while waiting for the people to stop shouting from excitement.

"I'm exited to announce that He has promised to provide a gift of advancement to Zombie Queen if she wins todays challenger." He took a deep breath and in a superman pose while thrusting his hips screamed out.

"Everyone please welcome her challenger..." Now the knees have added more thrusts to his hips.

"The dread on the west blue!... I give you all a man with a bounty of $89,000... captain Red Sswwaaarrfff!" BANG a gun shot stepped his tirades as the mans body fell as a sudden gun shut from the hands of Slurps hands pointed at him the last word was gurgled.

Without another word the green glasses man toppled over and died as he could not breath anymore due to a hole in his neck.

Everyone was too shocked too realize that unlike most Celestial Dragons who were week Slurp actually new how to use a weapon with great expertise.

"Haw dare that slug make a pyrite sound better than my uncle?" He roared.

Droller smiled a little after hearing someone defending his honor.

At this time a group of cleaners rushed into the arena to remove the eyesore. To allows the announced fight to start without issues.

The large doors opened on the opposite sides of the fighting arena at the same time. A sound of chains announced the emergence of the infamous pirate captain. as he was dragged out to be used as entertainment like some kind of dance girl in a brothel.

Red Swarf was a slightly unusual four arm human. His father was a long foot as his mother was a long arm. Somehow he got to be a one in a thousand chance to be born with four arms. He grew up as a proud man entered into the struggle of survival on the crazy sea he did not fear death.

As he had four arms he was able to use four weapons at the same time. This alone had served him for a long time as a unstoppable fighter on the west sea. however as soon as he entered the grand line he found out the hard way that just having four weapons is just like hawing four napkins during a dinner where everyone else has knives and forks.

He was pounded into the ground several hundred times by many devil fruit users and a few hokey users like a baby with a rattle who was trying to hit a baseball.

The last time it happened his own men sold him to the slave market by drugging him. When he woke up he was chained with all his weapons still next to him and he was inside a dark hallway. than he heard crowds and fighting outside. Several hours passed and no matter how hard he tried he could not open the only door he found inside. Later on the door opened up by itself flooding the room with light to allow exit.

So he grabbed his weapons and with anger on his face emerged to punish whoever dared to chain him.

As he saw the crowds he understood that he was inside a fighting coliseum and the only way out was to kill his enemy. As he lowered his gaze to measure his opponent a shock froze on his face.

The deadly enemy who had been chosen for him was a super sexy woman with an oversized hammer on the ground next to her that looked like it was going to break her figure if she so much as touched it with her finger.