Chapter 62

Grandline, Paradise, Water 7

Walking over to the tallest man in the group of the Cipher Pol agents Azul, who knew from the body language of the agents that they were completely imobilized and thus had no way to escape their fate, knelt down in front of the man with horns made from hair at the sides of his head, now soaked in sweat from the pressure that pressed him literally into the ground.

"Now ladies and gentlemen, before we come to the main event of today's process, I will ask you a few questions and, depending on how satisfied I am with your answers, your judgement may be less... painful, may be a decent enough description." Azul said in a kind of soothing way, while he had walked from the big man to the woman of the group, kneeling in front of her as he did before, and slowly stroked the womans long blond hair, making her shiver a little at his touch.

Taking away his hand from her Azul stood up and walked back to the tallest man, all the while looking their leader in the eye with his smile remaining on his face.

"I believe you to be the leader of this group. Is this a correct assumption, birdman?" Azul asked the man with the pigeon on his shoulder that was shivering, a lot, while the man nodded in assent at Azuls question.

"Good, good... It seems we are off to a good start, wouldn't you agree?" Azul said, walking around the group to the frozen Robin who had never seen such a dark side of Azul, making her unsure on how to deal with this new development.

As Azul reached Robin his hardened still smiling face melted a little, after which he bowed down to her level, putting his right hand on her head and whispered in her ear, so only she could hear his words, after which she shortly nodded, turned around and left, closing the door of the hall behind her to wait outside for Azul for when he was finished with his buisiness.

At first she had been surprised by his words. After all, she had been witness to executions and torture before, though she had to admit that she never took p.l.e.a.s.u.r.e in it and always had tried to keep her hands clean. Shoving her questions to the back of her mind, Robin walked over to a crate and sat down, knowing this may take a while.

Azul meanwhile had returned before his prisoners, coming to a stop before the large man once more and laying his hand on top of the mans head.

"Question number one: Who is the one responsible for deploying the Cipher Pol agents and where is said person stationed?" Azul asked, always keeping eyecontact with the leader, who didn't say a word, making Azul sigh at the man's stubborness. Though he could kind of understand the man. After all, knowing that he wouldn't leave this place alive, why should he rat out the ones who lead the cause he seemed to believe in so firmly?

'...great. No answers it seems. No matter. I'll try a few more. Maybe I'll be able to at least get something out of this. Though I probably should be happy enough with their lives... bahh, who cares about semantics anyways.' Azul finished his thought process, grunting slightly at the end, after which he let his left leg smash down upon the big mans knee, shattering it into pieces, causing said man to roar in pain and making the faces of the group drain of all remaining colour.

"I'm normally somebody that is against causing unnescessary pain to others just for the hell of it but since you are members of the world government and the l.a.p dogs of the Gorosei I think I can make an exception here, just this once.

Now, question number two: Do you know the locations of the other Cipher Pol undercover units?"

Azul asked while walking to the front of the big man, sitting himself on his heels while watching the leader press his lips tightly together, making Azul sigh once more.

"It seems I'm not getting anywhere with you guys and I'm not much of a fan of torture so I'll just send you on your way. No worries, you won't be lonely down there for much longer." Azul spoke while lifting his right hand up slightly, turning it into black vapor slowly but surely. This in turn caused the woman of the team to squirm under the pressure with fear clearly written in her wide eyes while sweat was pouring down her face. She didn't want to die yet it seemed while the rest of the group had seemingly accepted that they would soon die, though that didn't lessen the fear that was written all over their faces.

Azul meanwhile had entered a weird state that he hadn't experienced before. As soon as he had turned his arm completely black his mind began to loose all emotions that had clouded his mind before. Feelings of glee, rage and satisfaction that had risen inside him when he had cornered his prey after so long, vanished, just like that. Only blankness remained and the knowledge that he was doing the right thing, as corny as it may sound. After all, right and wrong were nothing more than subjective terms. And yet, it was as if a higher force was directing his arm which plunged straight into the womans c.h.e.s.t, making her scream in silence, and pulled out her soul that was squirming in his grip, soon afterwards enveloped in roaring flames, burning it to ashes.

Next came the second tallest man with a nose that was weirdly quadratic. Again Azul submerged his hand in the mans c.h.e.s.t, ripping his soul out after which it disappeared behind a curtain of flames, his body all the while slumping backwards. Dead.

The huge man was trying to rob away in fear of what he had seen. He had witnessed many horror's before but something deep inside him was screaming at him to run and not let his enemy touch his soul, which would result in his eternal disappearance. Sadly for him, all his attempts ended up in vain. Azul pierced the mans c.h.e.s.t with his hand, but instead of ripping out the soul immediately he gripped it and squeezed, as if he had always known what this would cause the man to feel, whos body spasmed as if in a seizure, convulsing and squirming while screaming in silence, until his suffering also came to an end, his soul turned into ethereal dust, body slumped over. Dead.

Turning to the last of the group, Azul walked over to the man that was shivering in fear.

"Karma does not forget, Karma does not forgive, no matter what your body may look like, the soul will always bear the mark of deeds long gone and be judged accordingly. Now your time has come as well. Judgement has arrived and demands its payment in full..." Azul spoke, slowly sinking his billowing black hand into the mans c.h.e.s.t, observing with quiet eyes as the man's body seized and twisted in pain, a black mark forming on his soul, tainting it by Azuls will, marking him. For what? Azul didn't know either. He just did it on instinct, but he had a few ideas. After all he had studied the mythology behind his fruits incarnation.

Slowly pulling his arm backwards, Azul severed the mans soul from his body before his arm turned red, clothed in roaring flames, vanishing the mans soul in a silent scream, until only silence remained and Azuls emotions returned in full force, forcing him to take in a deep breath to calm the raging inferno, shoving the memories of this night to the back of his head for later exermination, before standing up and walking out of the hall and over to Robin.

Smiling kindly at her, while a weight had partially fallen off of Azuls shoulders, he sat down next to Robin while raising his head towards the stars, his thoughts wandering into the past to his master and was finally able to let go, exhaling his own wish for revenge against those that were partially responsible for his masters demise, and letting it glide towards the horizon, carried away by the wind...