Chapter 5- Roger Pirates

****Just a quick note- From now on the fic be from Alex's POV, and I will try my hardest to include some romance, It's hard, it is!****

I wasn't expecting life to be this busy on Roger's ship. There was an untold work ethic and if you weren't eating, sleeping, or recovering from injuries you were expected, to train and fight other members of the crew to get better every single day, I had only been part of the crew for a few days but many had requested to try their luck, all failing, some easily losing, succumbing to the vastness of my conquerors haki, however, some put up a great fight certainly a change from dinosaurs and saber tooth tigers in the little garden. 

Doringo and Bullet were now fighting me at the same time, but this wasn't a problem as I could train my observation, parrying and blocking their attacks until the job became a bit tedious at which point I knocked Doringo out with the flat of soul reaper and sidestepping out of the reach of bullet's fist, knocking him in the head with the hilt of my blade. Just these few days of endless training sent my stats through the roof.

Stats:

Strength: 1220

Stamina: 1150

Speed: 1300

Smarts: 900

Devil Fruit: Mera Mera No Mi (threshold of awakening)

Abilities: Swordsman (MAXED) kick combat (MAXED)

Sword: Soul Reaper 

All Haki: Mastered

"Looks like you need a real challenge, Drakon san!" chuckled a familiar voice, and from out of his cabin came an amused-looking Rayleigh.

"You're not wrong there, Rayleigh san! Hahahaha!"

"Then let's dance my friend"

I brought Soul Reaper up so it rested on my shoulder, and the blade glistened with a crimson shade of armament haki, enhanced by the fire from my devil fruit giving it a blue tinge, my arms, torso, and legs were soon dark too, the armament haki rushing everywhere. All the crew stopped their training and other work to watch the fight, and my observation told me Roger was watching too, leaning on the doorframe of the captain's cabin. Soul Reaper was itching to draw blood, and I was keen to oblige, stepping forwards i launched a fast attack at Rayleigh, who parried it with just the tip of his blade, but I didn't slow down, with every slash instead of weakening I felt myself getting stronger and my blade was now no longer black it was deep purple, the colour of my conquerors, and with a terrible grin on my face i pushed at Rayleigh, who was now moving backwards, sweat drops, thudding softly on to deck as he and his blade started to tire, but even I was tiring too, and each slash was getting more heavier, instead of giving up i sheathed by blade and released a wave of conquerors and Rayleigh followed suit, two walls of purple met shattering the air like it was glass, pure terror was outlined on the faces of the crew, all except Roger, who like usual looked rather excited. 

From nowhere, Rayleigh came slashing and hacking, and in that second, Rayleigh's katana slid off Soul Reaper, if it wasn't for my armament, I would have been the next Shanks. But this heightened my senses and the high of the battle returned as sword clashed with sword sending ripples of energy at each other, my will was strong therefore my haki was too and Soul Reaper had never felt this light in my hands, an arc of pure devastation. I kept hacking and cutting at Rayleigh's blade and the battle was still raging on as the sun set over the horizon. The faint orange glow was the only illumination until the ship's lanterns came on, I could see Rayleigh's eyes, focused, trying to pour all his strength into his haki, I did so too, there was no way I was going to let Rayleigh win on strength, I had to hold out and even as our shirts grew even stickier with sweat we continued, each man not willing to let go. I had to use my devil fruit too, maybe that was the key, with the twist of my fingers a dome of flame boxed Rayleigh in, imbued with haki, it was almost un breakable and with one last strike from soul reaper to Rayleigh's katana it shattered and Rayleigh flew back out of the dome and was holding half of a katana which he dropped. 

"Looks like you've won this time, next time i wont hold back Drakon san!" Rayleigh

"Good, then next time i will fight with my strong hand, hahahaha!" 

"Your a fun one Drakon san!"

The following weeks, i felt like the crew respected me more, and some even asked me to train with them, i was fitting in with the crew and i was already one of Roger's most trusted individuals. 

"Ship ahoy!"

A deep red coloured ship rose glided forwards out of the morning fog, it's cannons clearly loaded and ready to fire, the figurehead of the ship a great big Dragon. The waves danced against it's hull as it glided even closer allowing the crew to read the words written on the ship in bright blue, MARINE. 

"Look who it is, it must be my favourite marine, Garp, Wahahahahaha!" laughed Roger.

I pondered these words and and smirked, what better way to earn a bounty than going head on, with a Vice Admiral. "Captain, let me have some fun with Garp will ya?" 

"Wahahahaha, Garp, meet my new crew member, Drakon D Alex, put his name on one of those fancy posters will you?"

With this, I shot into the air my feet acting as jets of fire, And I met Garp mid-air as he used geppo to maintain his altitude. "My my Garp san you have lovely soft hands, Wahahahaha!" 

"Shut up you brat!" as he said this, his fists darkened with armament and within milliseconds he charged like a bull, but i easily sidestepped him, unsheathing soul reaper, which hummed in my presence and blackened with my touch as flames licked up the blade. "The fancy blade won't save you brat!" 

I chuckled before charging directly at him, my blade ducking under his fists, burning his stomach but not drawing blood due to the immense amounts of emmision haki flowing through Garp's body. He snarled and scowled at me before raising his fist and kicking up wards, knowing what was about to happen, i shot away from my current position sending Garp flying down towards the sea, using nothing but luck and geppo the vice admiral managed to return. Below, on the ship i could hear Roger laughing as he cut down the rest of the marine brats who came with Garp. Soul reaper was no longer humming, it was buzzing loudly, hungry for the opponents blood, cursed blade as it is, I decided to fulfil it's wish.

I pounced forwards on a spur of flame and ducked underneath Garp's legs using the flat of my blade to stop his use of gecko before using the haki filled hilt of my blade to send him crashing down into his marine boat. But Garp was back just as quick as he left using a mix of soru and geppo, seemingly teleporting in front of me. I didn't give him a chance, slashing again and again with soul reaper, trying to get his haki filled fists to wear out from all the parrying, and soon as i was granted my wish, my observation told me the haki on his chest was lifted, but it was only after i lunged with my blade did i realise that it was a trick, Garp's chest blackened again and his "fist of love" sent me flying downwards. My almost lifeless body drifted further down into the ocean, and i was barely aware of a moustached face and hands grabbing me to the surface.