"Oh We'll resist all right. Cuz your big ugly mug is the only thing standing in the way of me and my brother…" While the steam of his G2 form rose from him. He slammed his fist into his palm with strength that caused a sonic boom to shoot around! Clearing the snow around them and cracking the ice layer beneath it
"Brother?" He says with a tone of condescension. A small smirk coming across his lips that still formed a snarl "If you're brother sits past me. He is no longer alive in the eyes of the government. Not even human."
"But please…" He snarls. "Don't keep me waiting. Show me that a brothers bond is truly worth going through all this…"
Leroys Teeth grit. And he shot forth! Hand expanding into a gear 3rd fist enhanced by the second! "Gum Gum! Hyper Hulk Javelin!"
The limb which was twisted tight into a rope like knot of muscle and tendon and bone, unfurlled itself! The large meters wide fist being brought forth! Wind whipping and gusting around in sharp blades that would've blown away any normal people!
The impact was loud, cacophonous! The fist drilling into a solid object that Leroy only began to realize what exactly that in fact was. It was the forearm of Dante! His forearm length gloves were coated in a sheen of black that was reflective with a tinge of blue on its surface.
An Impact that was expected would've been one of extraordinary force! Literally cratering the ground around! But it did not happen! Merely the immediate shockwave of contact, the rest was utterly absorbed by the superior strength and resilience of Dante!
"Good…More of that. And this might just be an interesting footnote in the history of my success as the greatest Warden in the history of this Prison…" His snarl deepened has his hand moved swiftly! Grabbing the arm by the wrist, the Warden swung the Captain over his head! Slamming him onto the ground and then dragging him across the ground to form a deep trench in the frozen earth before releasing him upwards!
"Red Sash!" Mar-Syl shouted as Leroy shot through the sky! A trail of cold air spewing behind him as his body rolled through the wind! With a monstrous explosion, the captain broke through a crystalline Ice stalactite at the height of the ceiling followed by the ceiling itself!
Just as it did below, it did through the bottom floor Leroy smashed through! Dust of Yellow Sandstone colored dust filled the air! Only to then be stopped by a large machine that sat in the middle of the chamber, elevated, and floating!
"Augh…" Leroy could feel, that a small fracture had just appeared across his spine, his body slowly peeling itself from the machinery, its cold grey and gunmetal metal rended and crumpled. It had conveyor belts going to and from the huge meters tall machinery.
Treachery. The second to last Level of the main prison that floated disconnected from the Abyss of Tartarus.
It was an Isolated Factory and Manufacturing Level that used the Labor of those deemed treacherous by the world government in their crimes. Traitors, Defectors, Prisoners of War, Political Agitators that were in the right place at the wrong time to be arrested for their 'crimes'.
Tubes of steel and small niches were carved into the sides of the pillar that was the level. Copy Machine Presses, Isolated Standing pillars which prisoners sat chained to. Typing away prewritten propaganda that chipped away at their insanity, and would eventually be published as mass produced books to be purchased.
Lower from the top where these sat, were the industrial parts. Producing a variety of parts that were then exported out to be used in the warships of the marines. The more complex parts for engines, piping, and other pieces of machinery, the lower the parts. All of these parts were placed onto the conveyor in the middle of the room, lead up to half way through the level. Where Prisoners chained to the floor, stood and organized them into boxes. And using a small lift rose to the surface to be shipped off
If there was ever a place where everyone in the level was in some way 'Innocent' it was here. It could be seen by the looks on their faces as Leroy slammed onto a walk way that lead from one of the sleeping quarters to a work station
"Holy Shit!" A fat man said with a terrified look in his eyes. His hand was connected to a rail system that sat above. Keeping them on one track at all times.
"Ha…Haff…Fuck me…" Leroy swore as he got to his feet slowly "Who're you?"
"I-I-I'm…Markus." He came over, the chain that was connected to the rail scrapped against itself as the man kneeled to help him to his feet
"Thanks…Mark…"
"Markus."
"Right."
"Are…Are you the one that broke in? Are you the reason why we all had a half day?" He asked with a worried look
"Ah…Yeah…" Leroy used the man as a crutch to lift himself up "Yeah…Yep thats me…You uh…Dont seem that bad?" Leroy said, before reaching forward and snapping the railing. "The Ferry Union must've gotten caught up in their struggle to make it past Violence."
"Violence?"
"Yeah…Ya know…The level above you?"
"Theres…Levels above us? I thought this entire prison was a factory…"
"Yeah. Well. Get everyone out of this level. I'm sure you can find a way out. I'm…Ugh…" He stretches his back "Im gonna go back to fighting the Warden in a frozen waste land with my first enemy and the the 15th gay person I ever met."
"Wait you've met 15?"
Markus' word trailed off as Leroy leapt from the railing!
However. At the same time. A large Galant Galleon Ship bobbed over the waters towards the Prison. Immediately a transmission was picked up by the on board electronics. The prison sending from both Den Den and Radio
"Color Bearing Ship! Identify yourself now! Or you shall be shot and sunk in the Name of the World Government!"
"Stand Down." A Deep voice spoke "We've been called handle a pirate problem…"
"Afterall" Blackbeard stepped out onto the deck "Isn't that the job of a Royal Marshal?"