One Piece 2nd Generation: Bon Voyage Part 9

Rhea made it to he edge of the town then stopped. "Wait....wasn't Jericho following me...where the hell he go?" She turned around. "Do I really have to go back trough this town?" She took a deep breath and marched her way through once more. The same people from before, were shocked to see her.

"Hey! Are you alright?" "See I told you so." "Good to see you're alive." "I knew he was dead." Said everyone she passed. She made it to the blazing heat of the desert. The sand flew in a storm, and signs of a battle were shown. Dark red liquid stained the sand, and black feathers littered the area.

"The hell?" Rhea looked around, and saw tattered remains of Jericho's shirt. "He was here..what happened to him?" She began to run across the desert. "Fantasia...whats going on...."

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Fantasia grabbed onto Storm's wings. Storm panicked and jerked Fantasia around. She flew up high and dropped at high speeds, all to get Fantasia to let her go. "You really want this so bad? Go get it!" Storm threw the locket into the ocean.

"Storm!!" Cried Fantasia. She let her go and dive for the locket. She was caught by her leg by Storm.

"Where are you going?" She threw Fantasia into the mast. And floated closer to her.

"You bitch...." Fantasia's hand turned into a fist. In a fit, she thrusted punch after punch. None connected to the harpy. Storm casually dodged the attacks, while cackling.

"Aww. shes throwing a hissy fit." Storm jetted out her claws. And slashed them against Fantasia's chest. Fantasia fell back onto the ground. "Stay there little sister. I don't wanna make this difficult." Storm rose her claws. Before she could slice them into Fantasia, she was hit by a small rock.

Rhea stood in the deck of the ship, dripping wet. A small little trinket shined in her hand. "Fantasia...I think you dropped this." Rhea opened her hand revealing the locket. "Now..this must be Storm..I have a few questions to ask you. First. Where are my Brothers? And two. Fried, Baked, or Poached?" Rhea put the locket in her pocket, and drew a knife. "Fantasia! You alright?"

Fantasia nodded in relief. She looked up at the curious Storm. Who was eyeing Rhea as an unknown specimen. "I'm fine. Just losing a bet."

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Jericho helped Kent up to his feet. "Wow. These two really did a number on you." Jericho stated, intently staring into Kent's wounds.

"I'm fine. Just......hungry." Kent dropped his head, and his stomach growled. "So.....you never answered my question."

"Shut up!! That is a dark Dark secret that must never be shared!"

"You didn't by any chance. Come across the keys to these cuffs?"

"Why? They're just handcuffs? Can't you just break them?" Asked Jericho.

"No. Apparently they are made of Sea Prism Stone..something that nullifies Devil Fruit Eaters abilities."

"You seem quite knowledgable. Where'd you learn this?"

"Old man Gerald."

"Who?"

"The old man that was in the cage across from you."

"There wasn't anyone in there." Jericho and Kent exchanged wide eyed looks. "W-was that a ghost?"

"Maybe....wanna go and check?"