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Oven didn't quite like the situation he found himself in.
He had just decided to go out and travel a bit, wanting to garner some favour from his mother by bringing her some exotic sweets.
What he didn't expect was to run into Akainu, the most brutal of all Admirals.
He tried to fight back, but Akainu burnt off his entire left arm and half of right leg in the process. Which only made things worse.
Oven also received a heavy strike to the torso, which had almost killed him, if it weren't for the doctors at Marineford.
He was pleased to learn that he was going to be taken back home, he knew that his family was likely going to come looking for him anyway.
He wasn't stupid enough to not see that the marines wanted to avoid a war. What pleased him the most was the fact that, apparently, a measly Rear Admiral was going to be the one to take him home.
He laughed out loud at that, thinking with glee of how his family would likely torture the marine for a few days.
The World Government would also never let the Marines start a war over some Rear Admiral, so Oven saw this as a chance to get some semblance of revenge...
Not that he could do it himself, he was bound by seastone shackles, his only arm had its wrist tied to his neck, and he also had a leg bracer made out of Seastone, with a heavy steel ball chained to it.
Oven hoped to be able to get home and hopefully either find someone able to heal him or find some prosthetics with the help of his family.
He was placed in a holding cell while his wounds were still being looked after, he knew that he was going to have to resist at least another month or two in captivity before being returned to his crew.
The shame he felt was great, and he knew that he wouldn't receive that warm a welcome when being delivered to his home.
What he didn't expect was a tall man with large earlobes to just stroll into his cell while humming.
The blonde man was wearing a formal suit, his accessories were all golden, including a set of ornate gauntlets that made Oven squint his eyes a little bit.
The staff he was carrying was a bit more interesting though, it seemed to be made out of a strange material, or a mix of materials, it seemed to be pure white in some parts, mixed with grey in others, it was an odd colour scheme.
The last thing Oven noticed was the marine coat flowing behind the tall man, which made the pirate realize that he was staring at a Rear Admiral.
A rather high position within the marines, and also most likely the person that was tasked with taking him home.
It was also now that he noticed the backpack that Enel was carrying, likely with supplies for the journey.
"Heh, you took your time coming here." Oven said as he looked at Enel with a mocking smile.
"Not like you could walk to me anyway," Enel said with a smile of his own, not bothering to give the prisoner much courtesy.
The pirate growled a bit at that, scowling while thinking about the audacity of the Rear Admiral in front of him.
"Heh, what a prideful dog... Let's get going, I don't have all year to waste on you and your little family..." Enel tapped the bars of the holding cell, heating them up and bending them out of his way as he walked towards Oven.
The pirate was somewhat shocked when seeing Enel's ability, it made him think that Enel had a devil fruit somewhat similar to his, but he couldn't guess what it actually was.
Enel simply grabbed the heavy ball that was tied to Oven's ankle, heating it up and turning it into a handle.
He then proceeded to start dragging the pirate out like a ragdoll, not really bothering about his safety or listening to screams of protest.
Most of the marines that witnessed Enel dragging the prisoner to the docks were either terrified or amused, with Enel just casually humming while Oven swore at him constantly.
It was an odd sight, a large and intimidating pirate being dragged around by someone almost twice as small as he was.
The two of them reached the docks, at which point Enel let go of Oven's chain, allowing the pirate to finally stand up on his one leg.
"You fucking scum! My family will murder you for this! Do you think this is a jo-"
Enel chose to shut him up with a slap, the slap sent Oven tumbling to the ground, almost making him fall into the sea.
"You are a pirate. You are in no position to speak to me using any kind of tone. From now on, you only talk when asked, or I will deliver you to your family in pieces... Understood?" Enel looked at Oven with a cold gaze.
The old archaeologist didn't take all that kindly to insults, and pirates were all criminals to him anyway. He wasn't about to let a random criminal insult him so brazenly.
Oven, even with all of his pride, couldn't help but gulp a bit and nod when seeing Enel's cold gaze.
'What the fuck is this marine?!'
It was at this point that he reminded himself that the marines were a world superpower for a reason, and not only the Admirals were powerful in their faction.
But he was still too prideful to accept the fact that some random Rear Admiral could order him around.
Still, he decided to stop talking, in order to not get hit any more than necessary, as he could tell that Enel was likely not joking...
Enel clapped his hands, washing away that cold look with a smile on his face as his gauntlets started departing from his hands and forming a ship.
This time the ship had two seats, one was more akin to a throne, while the other was just a stool.
"Get on." Enel simply said as he ignored the startled gaze Oven gave him. The pirate proceeded to do as Enel said, sitting down on that stool as he looked at the ship a bit confused.
"... Shouldn't the ship be in water fir-" His words were cut off when the ship immediately took to the skies, Enel supplying its motors with enough energy to take off almost instantly.
The scene made Oven eat his own words, as he saw the ground get further and further away, as he and Enel approached the clouds at impressive speeds.
Enel placed his backpack near the throne and looked at the sky with a relaxed gaze.
"Now, I'll make this simple for you. You can either help me train or do nothing for the following month... What do you say?" Enel's words were beyond anything that the pirate had been expecting.
"W-what?" Oven asked with a confused tone.
'How can I even help with training, I don't even have a full set of limbs...' He thought to himself as he looked at Enel in confusion.
"I'll remove your shackles, your only task is to try and hit me! I will try to dodge out of the way without actually moving from my position at all... Simple enough right?" Enel's smile was radiant at this point, as his ship had also already reached above the clouds.
"...SURE!" Oven said with a sadistic smile of his own.
'This is my chance... I won't be shamefully delivered to my family after all!'
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__________ POV Narration__________
Oven didn't quite like the situation he found himself in.
He had just decided to go out and travel a bit, wanting to garner some favour from his mother by bringing her some exotic sweets.
What he didn't expect was to run into Akainu, the most brutal of all Admirals.
He tried to fight back, but Akainu burnt off his entire left arm and half of right leg in the process. Which only made things worse.
Oven also received a heavy strike to the torso, which had almost killed him, if it weren't for the doctors at Marineford.
He was pleased to learn that he was going to be taken back home, he knew that his family was likely going to come looking for him anyway.
He wasn't stupid enough to not see that the marines wanted to avoid a war. What pleased him the most was the fact that, apparently, a measly Rear Admiral was going to be the one to take him home.
He laughed out loud at that, thinking with glee of how his family would likely torture the marine for a few days.
The World Government would also never let the Marines start a war over some Rear Admiral, so Oven saw this as a chance to get some semblance of revenge...
Not that he could do it himself, he was bound by seastone shackles, his only arm had its wrist tied to his neck, and he also had a leg bracer made out of Seastone, with a heavy steel ball chained to it.
Oven hoped to be able to get home and hopefully either find someone able to heal him or find some prosthetics with the help of his family.
He was placed in a holding cell while his wounds were still being looked after, he knew that he was going to have to resist at least another month or two in captivity before being returned to his crew.
The shame he felt was great, and he knew that he wouldn't receive that warm a welcome when being delivered to his home.
What he didn't expect was a tall man with large earlobes to just stroll into his cell while humming.
The blonde man was wearing a formal suit, his accessories were all golden, including a set of ornate gauntlets that made Oven squint his eyes a little bit.
The staff he was carrying was a bit more interesting though, it seemed to be made out of a strange material, or a mix of materials, it seemed to be pure white in some parts, mixed with grey in others, it was an odd colour scheme.
The last thing Oven noticed was the marine coat flowing behind the tall man, which made the pirate realize that he was staring at a Rear Admiral.
A rather high position within the marines, and also most likely the person that was tasked with taking him home.
It was also now that he noticed the backpack that Enel was carrying, likely with supplies for the journey.
"Heh, you took your time coming here." Oven said as he looked at Enel with a mocking smile.
"Not like you could walk to me anyway," Enel said with a smile of his own, not bothering to give the prisoner much courtesy.
The pirate growled a bit at that, scowling while thinking about the audacity of the Rear Admiral in front of him.
"Heh, what a prideful dog... Let's get going, I don't have all year to waste on you and your little family..." Enel tapped the bars of the holding cell, heating them up and bending them out of his way as he walked towards Oven.
The pirate was somewhat shocked when seeing Enel's ability, it made him think that Enel had a devil fruit somewhat similar to his, but he couldn't guess what it actually was.
Enel simply grabbed the heavy ball that was tied to Oven's ankle, heating it up and turning it into a handle.
He then proceeded to start dragging the pirate out like a ragdoll, not really bothering about his safety or listening to screams of protest.
Most of the marines that witnessed Enel dragging the prisoner to the docks were either terrified or amused, with Enel just casually humming while Oven swore at him constantly.
It was an odd sight, a large and intimidating pirate being dragged around by someone almost twice as small as he was.
The two of them reached the docks, at which point Enel let go of Oven's chain, allowing the pirate to finally stand up on his one leg.
"You fucking scum! My family will murder you for this! Do you think this is a jo-"
Enel chose to shut him up with a slap, the slap sent Oven tumbling to the ground, almost making him fall into the sea.
"You are a pirate. You are in no position to speak to me using any kind of tone. From now on, you only talk when asked, or I will deliver you to your family in pieces... Understood?" Enel looked at Oven with a cold gaze.
The old archaeologist didn't take all that kindly to insults, and pirates were all criminals to him anyway. He wasn't about to let a random criminal insult him so brazenly.
Oven, even with all of his pride, couldn't help but gulp a bit and nod when seeing Enel's cold gaze.
'What the fuck is this marine?!'
It was at this point that he reminded himself that the marines were a world superpower for a reason, and not only the Admirals were powerful in their faction.
But he was still too prideful to accept the fact that some random Rear Admiral could order him around.
Still, he decided to stop talking, in order to not get hit any more than necessary, as he could tell that Enel was likely not joking...
Enel clapped his hands, washing away that cold look with a smile on his face as his gauntlets started departing from his hands and forming a ship.
This time the ship had two seats, one was more akin to a throne, while the other was just a stool.
"Get on." Enel simply said as he ignored the startled gaze Oven gave him. The pirate proceeded to do as Enel said, sitting down on that stool as he looked at the ship a bit confused.
"... Shouldn't the ship be in water fir-" His words were cut off when the ship immediately took to the skies, Enel supplying its motors with enough energy to take off almost instantly.
The scene made Oven eat his own words, as he saw the ground get further and further away, as he and Enel approached the clouds at impressive speeds.
Enel placed his backpack near the throne and looked at the sky with a relaxed gaze.
"Now, I'll make this simple for you. You can either help me train or do nothing for the following month... What do you say?" Enel's words were beyond anything that the pirate had been expecting.
"W-what?" Oven asked with a confused tone.
'How can I even help with training, I don't even have a full set of limbs...' He thought to himself as he looked at Enel in confusion.
"I'll remove your shackles, your only task is to try and hit me! I will try to dodge out of the way without actually moving from my position at all... Simple enough right?" Enel's smile was radiant at this point, as his ship had also already reached above the clouds.
"...SURE!" Oven said with a sadistic smile of his own.
'This is my chance... I won't be shamefully delivered to my family after all!'
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Hope you liked the chapter! We do a little bit of training now :))
If u want to support me look up VeganMaster on Patre_on, you'd also get 10 chapters in advance (or 5 depending on tier)
