Ghost spider

A loud crack echoed through the room as Sorren winced, the wall beside him had long crumbled to the ground, and long lines of broken walls stood in front of him, smoke bellowing, proving the vast destruction that had taken root there. The entire marine quarters seemed to tether on century old foundations shaking precariously with the wind.

"Hah! pirate! What do you say now?" a loud voice bellowed, a small layer of mirth in the otherwise calm voice. A dark hairy arm waded through the grey granite smoke as the clinking of saber scabbards echoed through the destroyed rooms.

A tall wide man with a clayey complexion slowly walked through the haze before appearing before the injured Sorren, light black hair lay fainted against his broad shoulders. A golden earring shone brightly in the air and purple lips perused in an ugly grimace.

His dark needle-like eyes regarded the fallen child in mock disdain as he kicked at him, "Had I not been here, you might have been able to escape, albeit with your tail between your legs, but now? Now I will destroy you and show your impaled body for the world to see! A boy fallen to pirate-hood brought to justice by the protectors of the world, how does that sound?"

He said all the while sending wildly exaggerated kicks toward the downed child. "The world will look and marvel! For how could it not? At the long hands of justice that punished all evil doers!!" he continued as his eyes shone with a mad fervor.

"The Marines are the protectors of the World!! Now face divine justi-" he said only to be cut short in between his long and boring soliloquy by a flabby arm that had grabbed onto his calf. Sorren slowly rose to his feet, bruises the only evidence to the abuse that he had suffered.

"Justice? What is your justice, other than a blanket that you use to hide and cry under, to run to whenever you are discomforted even slightly? What is justice, my foolish man, if not a blindfold to hide the vile realities of life!? Might is Right! And my Might rejects our puny justice!" Sorren said calmly before lazily tossing away the baffled eight armed man.

A dull thrum arose from his person as a bright golden aura enshrouded his body giving him an almost godly look. A condescending look remained in his usual innocent hazel eyes as he looked down on the fallen Marine. (Both literally and figuratively)

"I might not be strong enough to fight against Doflamingo as of yet, having to depend on captain and big bro Fawkes to deal with the likes of him, but I can atleast deal with idiotic fools like this who have no clue what reality looks like.." he said to himself as he stepped forward and threw the fallen marine in the direction of the door.

"Captain I'm going to take this fight, you kick back and relax!" He called out cheerfully as he followed his unwilling projectile. "Let me show you the uselessness of your imaginary justice.." Sorren grumbled as he walked through the holes made by the still confused marine.

Lorean waved cheerily as he sat on his throne of bodies, he had already calmed his raging bloodlust and now sat contently sipping from a bottle of sake, occasionally firing off concentrated bursts of Haki at the fainted 'good guys'. A small smile appeared on his face as he waved at Sorren who had recently emerged from a hole in the wall, hot in pursuit of the flying Marine.

"You sure you'll be able to take care of him? He seems to be able to fly" Lorean casually remarked. To which Sorren collapsed in speechlessness. "Boss, give me a break, I was the one who chucked him through!" Sorren replied getting off the ground. Unfortunately for him, however "Oh.." was the only response he got.

A cheerful jingle arose from the only intact staircase as Fawkes made his way up, giving Sorren an encouraging look before sitting down next to the captain and staring euphorically into the distance. Sorren could almost swear he could hear "..Money money money…" under his breath.

A loud Boom echoed from the door of the building as the recently unwilling and first 'Flying Marine' entered all the while fuming and giving Sorren a dark look saturated with killing intent. "Oh..? if it isn't Rear Admiral Onigumo. To what do we owe this pleasure?" Lore said politely as he looked at the now named and recognized Rear Admiral.

"I amn't a Rear Admiral, I am a Vice Admiral Apparent!!" He announced with frustration rich in his voice. "That right there was a fluke don't' expect it to happen again Pirate!" he spat before brandishing his eight arms with a serious look in his eyes.

[Soru] he roared loudly as he attempted to close the distance between him and Sorren attempting to slash at the boy when he was at arm's distance. A surprised look overcame his frustrated face as his eyes widened; Sorren had grabbed onto his full strength thrusts and began pulling him closer.

A wicked smile could be seen on Sorren's face as he braced the wide torso of the Marine on his shoulder and threw him onto the ground, effectively using the force with which Onigumo had propelled himself. Onigumo however, landed on his feet as his eight arms slashed wildly at the nearby Sorren who quickly retreated.

"[Eight Sword style: Eight paths of the Just]!" he roared as he swung his blades, eight thin lines blurred into existence as they chased the retreating Sorren causing wide tears in the buildings structure and severing the nearby walls as if they were paper.

An annoyed frown made its way to Lorean's face as he slowly stood up before disappearing entirely and reappearing outside the building carrying the still alive marines in his hand and still sipping at the sake bottle.

"Oi! Sorren, end it properly, we don't want to take too long!!" He roared before walking towards the harbor, "We'll be waiting on the ship, it will be the biggest ship there belonging to the Marines!" he said over his back as he lead the hunched Fawkes towards the Harbor.

Sorren grinned, "Well, you heard the man, what do ya say Spider, shall we end this?"