A Holiday Revolution

Color Me Curious
"What is going on?!" yelled an elderly villager, to an already terrified crowd. The island he was in was trembling violently, but it was not the product of an earthquake. The winds and waters raged wildly, but it wasn't a storm. No, the island shook at the mercy of two individuals, who appeared out of nowhere and were duking it out on the beach.

His nodachi parted the sand as he swung it upwards, diagonally clashing against her nagitana. Their clash produced violent shock waves, and pushed the weapons apart, but not for long, as they both swung again, meeting their blades in another thunderous attack. The man was pushed backwards, his cape flapped with the strong winds, and the plate of armor that covered his upper body, shone without a single scratch in it. He gripped his nodachi,, which was covered in a flaming, dense layer of Busoshoku, that flared with a silver hue. Her nagitana, was also reinforced, and hers emanated an intense purple aura.

As he looked up to his opponent in front, he recalled how these past few minutes, out of pure coincidence, pitted him face to face against a woman whom he beared deep hatred for. But, if he continued this fateful meeting, he was probably going to be late, and the Captain didn't tolerate tardiness, though he was constantly forgiven, much to the rest of the crew's annoyance.

"Damnit, Silvenya, why did you and your fleet had to get in my way! I don't have time for this!" Enkiru Dario exclaimed annoyingly, pointing his sword, who was almost a foot and a half longer than himself.

"Herahaha...funny, boy. You were the one that appeared out of nowhere, and launched one of those "Heat Blasts" of yours straight at my ship." she continued. "To tell you the truth, that was leagues above what you had in you ten years ago. You even forced me to make a little effort, Herahaha!"

The massive, beautiful woman scoffed as she recalled the events of just a few minutes ago. Dario, in his full transformed state, launched a massive and powerful beam of pure heat towards the main, city-sized flagship of the Hellspawn Pirates, the Gehenna. Sitting on her large throne in the ship's outer deck, she punched the air, releasing a devastating shock wave, a combination of her masterful use of and Busoshoku. The blast collided with the heat wave, pushing it back and dispersing it.

A second later, Dario would see Silvenya's hulking figure, albeit, quite small compared to his transformed form, on his side, as she launched a kick straight to his face. He quickly reacted with another heat blast, however, it was something akin to an illusion. Silvenya's true body was on the opposite side, striking a kick to his face, sending the massive dragon flying into the nearby island.

Back to the present, Dario took a stance, the rocks and dust around him levitated by the sheer pressure of his upcoming attack. Before he could explode forward, Silvenya had blitzed past him, and was blocking the sunlight from behind him. With her nagitana raised, she'd launch a downwards strike, aiming to slice Dario in half.

Dario, interrupting his stance, raised his nodachi, tensed his legs, and prepared for the impact, holding the sword with two hands. Her strike sunk him deep into the sand, but he stood strong.

However, Dario would soon realize, it wasn't real, as the real Silvenya had instead closed the gap between them, and stood in front. "So this is that Kenbunshoku Haki technique these old coots are capable off?" Dario thought in the brief interval he had, before Silvenya's kick would strike him in the chest, sending him flying faster than a torpedo. Silvenya stomped the ground with her weapon, sending ripples that were felt deep inland.

A few minutes passed after Dario was sent flying through rocks and trees. "Oh...I've been waiting for this, wench." From the same direction he was sent flying towards, appeared Dario, wiping of the dust off his shoulders, with not a single scratch on him. He walked until he stood a few meters from Silvenya, looking up at her, his chest puffed high, as if proud of himself and his toughness. He tapped his armor with his fist, as he lowered himself to grab Raiu.

"My defense is unyielding. Thanks to this armor, and my own power, I haven't received a single scar in my whole life!...except this one!", he exclaimed as he pointed to a large scar on the left side of his forehead. "I was but a wee, naive kid. I got injured by you once, but It won't happen again!"

Silvenya tilted her head to the side, her luscious strands of brown hair following the movement. "I think it suits you quite well, boy. But sadly, I don't have time for this, let's leave this for another time, shall we, I don't want to run late for my meeting with an old friend."

She turned her head again, and squinted her eyes at the man's armor he wore so proudly. "If I'm not mistaken, that's the cursed armor plate, the Aegis, right?"

"Yes, that's the name. Why do you ask?" Dario answered as his hands transformed and took the shape of dragon claws.

"Interesting. That means, I'll have to take that armor from you one of these days. After all, it's from the same smith that forged my cursed Nagitana, Kunigiri."

"Tch!" Dario launched himself forward, exploding from the ground. His left harm cocked back, and covered in a dense layer of busoshoku, it sprung forward, releasing a burst of Haki along with it.

Silvenya motioned her arm, and blocked Dario's attack with her Haki coated forearm. Shock waves tore through the ground, sea and air as their clash released a wave of sheer pressure, and encompassed the area in a bright light. However, before Dario could react properly, Silvenya had let go of her nagitana, held in her other arm, and had punched Dario from his side. Her punch was about the size of Dario's entire body, given her great height. Dario contorted and flew through the air, under the mercy of Silvenya's strike, which was as well enhanced with advanced Haki and Hasshoken.

After a few moments of smashing through debris, Dario stood up as soon as the momentum stopped, again, having been launched quite a distance away. His armor returned to its regular color as his Haki disippated, again, not a scratch on it. Dario placed his palm unto his metallic chest piece, and breathed heavily. "One millisecond later, and she would've crushed my organs. Even though I covered my armor, and my outer and inner body with Haki, I felt it." He sighed. "I felt her Haki and ripples entering my inner being, trying to destroy me from the inside... damnit, this woman, I'd wager that even Captain would struggle against her."

Once again, Dario appeared before Silvenya with a mighty pose. "You're a tough one, kid. I'll give you that. I'll make you the same offer I did ten years ago...Join me! Become one of my Great Evils!!"

Dario had stanced up once again, ready to strike. "I refuse! I only serve one man, the Berserker, Cain D. Abel!"

"A pity."

Again, before Dario could explode forward, something interrupted him. This time, something had hit the side of his face, travelling at great speeds, turning his head in a violent motion to the opposite side, as his body followed, being blown away again. Silvenya quickly turned her head to the sea, where her fleet stood. From one of the other city-sized ships, A large, seemingly older man stood on the side, having his arm raised, and a pistol on his hand.

"Eh! Tha' Kiddo' took et!" Smarorororororo!"

"Smithy!, who told you to barge in?!" asked Silvenya, as somehow, her voice would clearly reach his distant ship.

"Ye're takin' too long. Kill tha' stupid bastardo before I shit meself from boredom! I was supposed tha' escort your ass to Wano, not wait for ya' to have a little jack off time with some mice!"

Dario stood up, and held the side of his head. It had clearly been a bullet, a haki enhanced one. He knew fully well who would've been the culprit. Another, terrifying monster, who many claim to be as fearsome and powerful as Silvenya herself. Fleetwood Smithy, a man who had caused great despair to Dario's home kingdom, a man who had sailed the seas since the time of the Great Pirate Age.

Silvenya rolled her eyes, and looked back at Dario, who was sitting on a nearby rock he had crashed into. "Sorry brat, but my foulmouthed geezer comrade is right." She turned her back to him. "If you want to kill me, you can do it anytime you want." She threw a piece of paper on the ground, a piece of her Vivre Card.

With a mighty stomp, she launched herself into the air, and landed on her ship. Dario picked up his sword, sheathed it, and rested it on his shoulder. He could simply continue the chase, but he had other things to do. He pulled out a pocket watch, closed it, and headed into the nearest town. Before going further, he stopped and looked back and the piece of paper. Biting his lips, he went and picked it up. It may prove useful down the line.

"Call the Marines!! Dario, Dario from the Holiday Pirates!! He's here!", exclaimed a police officer frantically as they had recognized the figure clashing against the veteran pirate. The townspeople were in disarray, from the nearest marine base, it would take at least half a day for their forces to arrive. Half a day they'd be at the mercy of the beast.

Dario walked into town, it seemed abandoned, with only a few, strong willed citizens still trying to go through their normal routines, seemingly ignoring the man. Dario didn't even notice all this, and went straight through a liquor stand, ordered a drink and sat comfortably, resting his sword on the table.

"Man...I hope I don't get scolded at...again..."