Effen talked too much! Abbigaill got it. He was in a position of power and you had to have a mouth to get there. She just wished he wasn't praising complete brainwashing as if it was in any way the right thing to do. She sighed. Dying sucked, death she didn't know about, but did they have to use her in this way? It was her own damn fault for accepting defeat instead of.... Yeah there wasn't much she could do at that point! The biggest problem was that damn Ruckus! She could've at least driven them to kill her if not for that man's insane strength. Nearly silently she gave a silent sigh of gratitude that the speech came to an end. For a moment there she was worried he'd hit some kind of snag and would continue looping forever and ever. 

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Abbigaill felt motion on either side of her as the men raised their weapons to slice off her head. Down the blades came, but instead of feeling the icy cold steel sink into her flesh she heard bodies land and other bodies hit the ground, hard. There was some commotion and Abbigaill opened her eyes to find two dead marines on the ground and two strangers standing besides her. She looked up into the eyes of a marine. They were familiar eyes. The mouth below them called her squirt. Which took the Rainbow fist way back. Her temple started to throb. "Who are you calling squirt, you tree of a woman! I bet everyone looks like a squirt from up there!" At which point Abbigaill remembered her situation and got to her feet. "Also, thanks for the save mysterious strange from my past, whom I'll give an honest effort at remembering!"  The tiny red head turned her attention from the woman towards the man in the fancy looking jacket. She smiled up at him. "That's me. You can call me Abbigaill."

[@Fenfeir] She gave the man a nod before turning her attention to the nearest group of marines.  They had their guns in hands. They didn't shoot though. Instead they all went down like bowling balls ordered in a nice straight line. Behind them, a new figure appeared, one with insanity in his eyes, who mentioned also needing a way out. 

"Nice to have you, man."  Abbigaill gave a short bow before taking stock of the situation.  Most of their enemies had been caught off guard.  There was some panic and desperate looking around for leadership, but everyone was starting to get their heads out of their rears.  " As for getting out of here we're in a similar predicament so I say we get on that fast, quick, and in a hurry!"
"But first."  Abbigaill the rainbow fist's eyes narrowed at the nearest threats, Ruckus, his right hand man, and the town's puppet with his own personal servants.  "We need to take care of these guys or we're going to have a hard time getting to the docks."  The tiny woman grinned.  "Ruckus.."  She cracked her knuckles as she started moving towards the edge of the 'stage.'  "You got me last time, because I wasn't prepared.  Don't think you're going to do that again."  

Ruckus smiled back at the tiny woman.  He raised his hand towards her and motioned for her to come at her.  Effen took a few steps back.  A shadow appeared over him.  "Hmmm?"  He looked up and screamed just as the spear came down on the group and exploded in a brilliant flash.  
The redhead needed a blink's worth of time to process what just happened.  When that was done she came to the conclusion that one never looked a gift horse in the mouth because those things liked to bite.  "Well now that that's been taken care of let's get out of here!"  A bullet whizzed past the woman, leaving a hot line of air hanging an inch away from her cheek.  "I believe the docks were this way.  Of course I was concussed while I was coming up here, but still. It beats waiting around here."   In response to her words the marines, not caught in the blast, started firing at crowd.  "Come on!"  She called as best she could over the bullet barrage.  
"Don't let them get away!"  A calm, nearly serene voice spoke from the debris filled air.  "Sir" a strange, echoic voice replied.  Then there was a strange shrieking scream a split second before something big and dark rushed out in the direction of the pirates.   
Effen survived the blast.  Yes, the man was a puppet of the Old Marines, but he was a strong puppet, the kind that could take point blank blasts and keep on bossy his underlings around.  The dust settled he turned his attention to his personal servants, both of which were unharmed in the blast, and standing at ramrod straight attention.   "Lisa." His voice was ragged. "I want that damn bomberman and the rest of her ragtags brought right to me!" This was followed by a long coughing fit because Effen's lungs weren't like they used to be.  "As for you Alex."  He stopped to pat his chest and hopefully get his lungs to cooperate.  "I'm done with this experiment.  If the marines want to fix a population they can do it somewhere else.  These blasted pirates aren't worth saving!  Take a group of marines and find every single damn pirate on this island and slit their throats!"  For a moment, Effen's subordinate's thought about protesting, but decided against.  Each gave a short bow to the man before turning away to fulfill their duties.  

[@Noodles]Lisa had seen her prey a few moments before the blast but didn't do anything on account of never once suspecting the woman would be foolish enough to attack her boss in broad daylight like she did.  Well that was a mistake she wouldn't make again.  "Bomberman!"  Lisa shouted as she raced towards her prey.  "Bomberman!  My boss would like a word with you."         


Eventually the air cleared revealing Effen with Ruckus by his side.  "Damn pirates."  He muttered.  "Their going to ruin everything."

"Oh I don't know about that." Ruckus said. Effen jumped as he completely forgot the man was there, but managed to compose himself quickly enough. "The situation can still be taken care of without any of our superiors needing to be told.  Honestly, I for one agree with the notion of simply slaughtering the pirates instead of winning them over.  The project, as grand as it sounds on paper, has too many kinks." With that the captain turned and started walking away.   "Kill them all.  I'll make up something about the project being impossible due to unforeseen events."

"Oh yes!" Effen rubbed his hands together and nodded vigorously. "Thank you." He paused. "Uhm. Captain Ruckus, where are you heading?"

"The docks." Ruckus replied without turning back. "That's where every pirate will be heading to. I intend on stopping them, and if you'd like your future to be anything more than that of a cabin boy I suggest you stop them before I have to.  That's the deal.  Finish them without me and you'll get out of this scott free, require any more assistance from me, aside from my second in command helping you out, and I'll personally see you placed in front of a firing squad for gross negligence." 

[@BladeSS4]"I!---"  Effen called, but the captain didn't bother turning around to look at him.  "Oh damn it."  Effen sighed.  His temples bulged with pressure and he rubbed them.  "One damn bad day and I'm going to end up in front of a firing squad!"  The man gritted his teeth and slammed his fist so hard into the ground it cracked.  When he looked up he noticed a man, standing still, apparently unaffected by the chaos, smiling.  Something about the look on the man's face jogged something in the back of Effen's mind.  "Hey you!"  The town's marine agent shouted.  "Come here!"  He didn't bother waiting for the guy to respond.  He started moving right towards him.

[@Stern Algorithm]Captain Ruckus walked toward the docks for a few minutes, silent in thought before stopping.  HIs eyes narrowed at a familiar looking form heading away from the carnage.  The man's face cracked into a grin.  It looked out of place there like a star inside a black hole.  Without a word he increased his pace and quickly caught up with the man and his trunk.  "Interesting turn of events."  The captain said slowly, savoring the words. "Wouldn't you say so, Agent Hallelujah?"