Seaside System - Chapter 5.2

"Halt right there!"

"Stop him!"

"The base is under siege we nee-"

The marine base of Risky Red Island was ablaze with action, shouts and violence.

Kaden D. Freeman was the main perpetrator.

After smashing down the entrance to the base, sword in hand, Kaden moved as a blur with Soru.

He cut down three marines before they even realised what was going on. It was only a drop in the bucket. There were over a hundred marines stationed at the island.

Blade flashing out at one man shouting for reinforcements, Kaden's blade was stopped as two more leaped into action, both of them thrusting out their cutlasses to catch his slashing blade on the flats of their own blades and hold him still, while the one he was aiming at brought his hand up, a pistol.

A bang resounded as the gun fired.

And the bullet bounced off of his stomach as he flexed his abs to as hard as they could go with Tekkai.

In the process, the muscles of his entire body went as rigid as iron, and the strength of his slash increased, overpowering the two blocking him.

They were sent flying back as he overpowered them and his blade came down and split the the gun wielding marine down the middle, blood splashing and covering his face in a red haze of liquid.

Kaden knew this was the wrong way to go about things. The smartest course of action would have been to attempt to assassinate the Vice Admiral.

Graydle wasn't the only problem though.

This entire marine base filled with corrupt marines that allowed shit like this to pass were just as bad in his eyes, weaker or not.

'They all have to die.' Kaden thought as he moved in a blur of speed with Soru and stabbed his blade through the throat of one of the marines he just sent flying, before his other hand flashed up, his own pistol in hand and shot a bullet through the others forehead.

Even if he just killed Graydle, that would leave all the others. That wasn't true justice at all.

And if he was going to end up getting a bounty anyway, and he was going to do this. Then he should at least make sure something good came out of it.

And the pleasure of ripping out the throat of a proud lackey of his disgusting kin, sounded actually very good to him.

A troop of marines numbering over a dozen rounded the corner and riffles were aimed his way.

"Fire!" one called.

They were fast.

Kaden was faster.

"Rankyaku!" he snarled, kicking his leg out. A slicing scythe of wind tore through the hall, gouging through the walls with ease and sliced through the group of marines before they could fire, blood and guts dropping with their bisected bodies.

And he continued on, moving in a blur of incredible speed with Soru and cutting down marine after marine that he found on his way to his destination.

The kitchen.

Which he scanned for all of a moment, finding not a soul in sight and grabbing what he wanted.

Then he was on his way again, towards his second destination. The top of the tower, where Vice Admiral Graydle would no doubt be.

…It was weird though.

'You'd think he'd have noticed all this commotion going on and come see what it's about.' Kaden thought, a frown on his face as he kicked off the ground and flipped over a charging marine, unloading a bullet into his head from directly above, killing him and continuing on as he landed on the other side of the now corpse.

But even with the alarm, he saw no hide or hair of the Vice Admiral. That was worrying.

But he couldn't back out now.

He'd already stupidly committed to this action because of his bleeding heart. If nothing else, in a situation like this, he was happy with the asshole who originally owned this bodies memories merging with his own in the process.

It allowed him to kill these pieces of trash working for that bigger piece of trash who proudly worked for his trash kin without hesitating.

It was a slaughter.

There was no contest between the marines he went through and him. The marines stationed here were not weak. but they were weaker on average than the G5 marines.

And after all his training there, he was one of the strongest at that base and that was without taking the Rokushiki into factor.

Kaden might have been fodder with the potential of fodder. But he was still stronger fodder than these people.

Dyed in the blood of tens of dozens of marines, Kaden arrived at his destination not long later.

The door leading to the office of Vice Admiral Graydle.

His observation haki was still pitifully weak, both in sensory ability and range. But he could feel two people behind this door.

One pitifully weak presence, weaker than any of the marines he'd went through in this tower. The other was strong.

Not as strong as Vergo felt, not even close to be honest. Their presence felt about as strong as Commodore Yarisugu.

That might have been a good sign, if he didn't already know this guy had a logia devil fruit that put him above Commodore Yarisugu by default right then and there.

Not to mention all Vice Admirals had to know haki to a degree.

Graydle was a monster.

Maybe not a monster on the level of the biggest monsters in this world. But he was a monster nonetheless.

'God damnit, what the hell am I doing?' he questioned himself for what felt like the hundredth time since he started this.

He could still run now. There was still time.

But he couldn't.

Was he only going to pick fights he knew he could win in the future? How would he ever accomplish anything like that?

No!

Maybe this wasn't smart. Maybe it was based on foolish emotion of wanting to help a young girl and venting his rage over his fate.

But god fucking damnit, he wasn't just some no name loser!

He was Kaden D. Fucking Freeman! His potential was pitifully pathetic and hindered because of that other bastard, but the base was still there.

He had the blood of the rulers of this world running through his veins, one of the families that stood atop this world and the blood of their mortal enemies added on top.

And he had the will of a supreme king!

He wasn't like that other demented bastard that forced him into this situation. He wasn't a loser that had to rely on inborn potential! He had his knowledge! And he wasn't a coward like him that ran away to a completely different world rather than face his past and his family head on!

"I'm the mother fucking Celestial D!" Kaden hissed, hand tightening around the hilt of his blade and the handle of his pistol.

Yes that was right. He wasn't Celestial Dragon nor of the D-Clan. He was an amalgamation of both. Greatness was his to achieve, potential stolen or not!

Lifting his leg, Kaden lashed out with a thunderous stomp and smashed the thick wooden door straight off its hinges.

It slammed into the ground with a ground rattling sound and Kaden stepped inside the office, eyes blazing as he locked gazes with his target.

Graydle was a huge spindly man with tanned skin, a scarred face and slicked back grey hair, and there was an arrogant smirk on his face as he held one huge meaty fist atop the head of a nude voluptuous brunette and forced her head to bounce up and down in his lap.

….The cunt knew he was in the base, he just didn't care.

He was too busy forcing this woman, that little girls mother to suck him off while Kaden was ripping his way through his subordinates.

"So who the hell are y-" Graydle began his voice smarmy and smug, but he never got to finish before Kaden's leg lashed out, a blade of wind generated by the sheer force of his kick and sent hurtling towards the mans upper torso.

It sliced into and through him a split moment later, but no blood appeared as his body glinted with a metallic sheen and the blade of wind went through him, slicing a huge gouge through the wall behind him and passing through.

The woman shrieked, jerking back from the Vice Admiral as he dissolved into pure liquid metal, before reforming again still sitting on the couch.

"What a rude little brat," Graydle narrowed his eyes at Kaden, "Can't you see I was busy enjoying myself?"

"You mean forcing yourself on this woman?" Kaden bit out, snarling in fury, "Not giving a shit while I slaughtered my way through your subordinates?"

"Should I have cared?" Graydle snorted, "About trash like that who can't even stop one stupid brat? They're easily replaced. As for this bitch?" he casually backhanded the woman, a squeal of pain erupting from her as the hit launched her ragdolling across the room where she hit the wall and fell unconscious.

"I am a chosen one chosen by the gods who rule this world," Graydle declared with an arrogant sneer, "They even bestowed upon me my undefeatable power and saw my rise to this position for my services. It is my right to do as I please with my lessers."

Kaden's mouth trembled, his shoulders beginning to shake as fury mounted within him, "You….piece of trash!" he snarled, "You think you're something special because you were recognized by a few of those disgusting bubble headed freaks?"

Graydle's eyes widened, before narrowing into a fury of his own, "You…piece of heathen shit, you dare talk like that of the Celestial Dragons!?" the Vice Admiral roared standing up, "You think you're something special and can talk big because you can use those pathetic Rokushiki techniques? It's about time someone put you in your place boy!"

Kaden's eyes widened as Graydle punched out with his fist, his arm turning a gleaming silver before enlarging and stretching towards him until a huge metal fist over twenty feet high and wide rushed towards him.

There was no room to dodge!

"Tekkai!" Kaden crossed his arms across his chest, tensing his muscles and took the punch straight on.

The sheer force behind the punch lifted him bodily into the air and dragged him through it, smashing him into the thick sturdy concrete wall out in the hall and then through it.

In just a split moment Kaden was back outside and soaring backwards through the air from the punch he took, his body rattled from the impact, and his arms that took the brunt of the impact aching like hell.

"Die boy!" the voice of Graydle made him look up, just in time to see the man had followed him and was now above him, his giant metallic fist now in the shape of a giant blade and being swung down at him.

His cutlass had been shattered and his pistol was in pieces.

Gritting his teeth, Kaden swung himself around and kicked off the air with Geppou, launching himself out of the way and just narrowly evading the massive blade as it swung down and almost cut him in half.

Then he did it again and disappeared in a blur of speed, appearing above the Vice Admiral as his arm began shrinking back to normal.

Face in a frown of pure concentration, Kaden shot towards the man, before his eyes widened as a his senses went into overdrive.

He tilted his head to the side just as a lance of metal erupted from Graydle's shoulder, followed by dozens of more from all over his body.

If he hadn't trained with Geppou so much over the past three months in combat, he would have been dead right then and there-

Instead he kicked off of the air multiple times, weaving through the barrage of deadly lances, before lashing out with his fist, concentrating all his will into it.

And Graydle's eyes widened as his fist smashed into his cheek, and he wasn't able to avoid it with his devil fruit.

"Haki?!" Graydle managed to sputter, before Kaden powered through with his punch and launched him towards the ground with all his strength.

He hit the ground like a meteor, creating a crater in it, but he was only down for a split moment before a pillar of liquid metal rose up from it and formed into Graydle once more, rubbing his bruised cheek.

"You…dare strike me, a chosen one?" he growled, "YOU BASTARD!" he roared, spreading his arms wide and his body bubbling and rippling-

Before suddenly dozens upon dozens of gleaming silver blades erupted from his body and shot up like a hail of arrows towards him.

Kaden's eyes widened and he quickly kicked off the air, racing away from the blades.

Yet Grydle only smiled smugly and swiped his hands through the air towards him and the blades abruptly changed directions and shot towards him once more, chasing him!

'That's right, the book said the user of this fruit had control of shit they made!' Kaden gasped.

A cat and mouse game began, with Kaden dashing through the air and a massive hail of blades that just continued to increase in number by the second chasing him.

Before long, multiple hundreds of them were on his tail.

"Fuck this!" Kaden roared and thrust his feet outwards, stopping his momentum in track and transferring it into another Geppou.

Only this time, he kicked off the air with all his strength with only one of his legs and forced himself into a rapid spin, "Rankyaku!" he shouted as he turned around, using the momentum he built up to launch his other leg out and create a massive blade of air that tore towards the hail of blades.

The wind blade slashed into many of them, tearing them from the air in a symphony of groaning and grinding metal.

It did not stop all of them, but it gave him enough leg room to continue his spin and fire off another Rankuya, and then another in quick succession, three massive air blades taking care of the vast majority of the devil fruit created blades.

"Rot in hell!" Graydle's snarling voice alerted Kaden to his approach before a shadow fell over him.

Kaden looked up and gaped as an utterly titanic spiked mace easily a hundred feet wide swung down through the air towards him, attached to a supremely long tentacle of liquid metal that Graydle's arm had transformed into.

…He hadn't even sensed it, too pre-occupied with the haul of blades.

His observation haki was still way too immature!

It was so big and so fast.

On instinct, he brought his arms together guarding his chest, neck and face, "TEKKAI!" he roared and concentrated his haki into his arms as much as possible.

Even if it wasn't a lot.

The massive mace struck him like a falling meteor and smashed Kaden down into and through the ground.

He felt his bones crunch, wounds open up across his body, agony erupting through his being and then the force of it all just stunned the thoughts straight out of his bed.

He couldn't think.

He couldn't breathe.

His vision went dark and his eyes shut.

He returned to consciousness as the massive mace lifted off of him and retracted back into Graydle's arm, the man standing at the top of the crater he'd smashed him into, a sneer on his lips, "Right where you belong you worm, in the dirt," the vice admiral nodded, his arm transitioning into a spiked lance, "Now die."

Kaden stared blankly up at the man as he lifted his arm and pointed it towards him. He could barely feel anything beyond the pain.

This was it…this was how he died? To some bootlicker who only got to where he was because he slurped the farts out of his disgusting kins asses? This was all he was worth?

His fist tried to clench, nails scrabbling in the dirt and finding no purchase.

The metal arm lance stretched towards him at a rapid speed and Kaden's perception of the world slowed, his pitiful life flashing before his eyes.

He had accomplished nothing. Back home, he was a no name orphan that nobody had cared about at all. Just when he things were beginning to go his way, he was stolen from his world and his body. Deposited in the body of immortal freak that fled his own body because he was afraid of dear old grandpa after finding out the truth of his birth.

Three months of back breaking training putting everything he'd had knowledge of to try and make something of himself, thinking of a plan to make up for the shit storm his fool of an other self had left him in…

Only to be killed off, by a piece of trash who would happily slurp on his previous self's knob end just because he had the blood of a Celestial Dragon?

All that, everything he was….amounting to….absolutely nothing?

"LIKE HELL!" Kaden roared, pushing past the pain he thrust one hand up, tensing his muscle with all he had, "TEKKAI!" he roared his defiance against his fate, bolts of black energy crackling around his form and blasting out in a wave of force.

The lance pierced into his palm, digging an inch deep into it, piercing the bone, but not any further.

The wave of Conqueror's haki that erupted from Kaden slammed into Graydle and the man gagged as his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he staggered backwards.

It stunned him, for only a moment.

But it was enough.

With a roar, Kaden pushed himself to his feet, his fingers clenching around the metal lance digging into his palm and pulled with all his might.

Graydle was pulled right up off of his feet and dragged rapidly into the crater towards Kaden, who reached into his pocket with his free hand and pulled it out to reveal a jagged sea green spike.

Awareness returned to Graydle's eyes a moment later, just in time for him to come face to face with Kaden as he stepped forward into a Soru and blitz'd forward and blinding speeds.

And thrust the sea stone spike straight through his throat.

Graydle gurgled around the spike piercing his throat and his hands clawed at Kaden's arm.

Only for Kaden to smash his haki infused fist into the mans face. And then again, and again.

Holding him by the spike in his throat, Kaden wailed on the vice admirals face with his fist until his face turned into a mush of broken bone and blood and he went limp.

Only then did Kaden let him go, dropping his corpse to the ground, before dropping onto his backside with a delirious laugh.

'I was lucky.' the teenage marine traitor giggled to himself. Graydle didn't seem to be like other Vice Admirals. He relied on his fruit entirely, didn't know the Rokushiki and didn't seem to know how to use haki either even if he apparently knew about it.

If the man had been like any other Vice Admiral with that fruit on top? He would have had no chance at all.

It was luck he won.

But he did win.

"I….can do this." Kaden breathed out with a laugh even as his ribs throbbed with agony.

He'd defeated a high tier logia. Even with his limited potential, even with his limited amount of time and training.

He wasn't a pathetic loser like his other self.

Which reminded him-

Kaden reached into his jacket, now soaked with blood and pulled out a banna wrapped up nice and safe.

Somehow, the thick padding of his jacket had been enough to stop it from getting squshed.

He unwrapped it and stared at it, before sighing as he noticed no changes at all, it was just a plain old normal banana.

"Damn…guess my luck isn't that grea-" Kaden' eyes widened and he cut himself off as before his eyes the banana began darkening in colour until it was a dark metallic grey with jagged spiky wavy doting across it.