- The King in Yellow - Male Reader x One Piece

Chapter 6: The Yellow King

[Y/N] raced forward, his sword held low, and in the blink of an eye he dashed from one end of the street to the other. The knights that stood before him could only react at the very last moment, as the enormous slab of metal tore through their bodies, splitting a whole row in half. A bloody mess collapsed to the floor as separated upper-torso clung onto what little life they still had left in them. The first wave had been completely decimated, as Kid and Killer dashed in and made quick work of the stragglers. Their armour mattered little against the two's sheer strength. From the backline Victoria unloaded round after round from her revolvers, each one hitting its mark and even killing a few. They were an impressive force.

The second line of knights, the reinforcements, stumbled back, unprepared for the tenacity of the rebels they were facing. [Y/N] turned to them and his simple glare sent shivers down their spines. He released a small sliver of that same golden glow and tens of soldiers fell immediately, unconscious upon the floor. It made them easy targets for his giant sword, which tore through them like paper.

It was like watching the incarnation of death itself given a mortal body, able to kill corpses with only a single slash from his blade, leaving a trail of dead around him.

Again and again, [Y/N] appeared and disappeared around the tightly cramped space, his speed far too fast for the lowly knights. Their usual enemies were defenceless peasants who wouldn't even raise a hand in defence, or face an accusation of attacking a representative of the Count, and by extension the World Government. Even the three that had seen him fight before were impressed, more so than they already were. He hadn't moved this fast in his duel with the Baron, it was strange. Had he been going easy then? Had he not been fighting at full strength against the Snake Lord? Regardless, it only made the swordsman all the more menacing...

"W-What an incredible sword!" A few of the knights could only watch in awe. An arm went flying, tossed across the street, followed by two more bodies slumping to the floor. "H-He's slicing our armour in half with it!" From up high, along an old walkway, a small group of crossbowmen levelled their weapons and aimed for the four drifters, but their main focus was the inhuman swordsman sweeping through their men. [Y/N]'s eye twitched as he heard the tensing of bowstrings, he could easily deflect the bolts as they struck, it wouldn't be a difficult task.

"Above you!" Victoria shouted out, as she fired two rounds into the platform, and her shots disabled one crossbowman. Kid threw his arm out. "I'm on it!" He responded, and the walkway shuddered under his magnetic powers, as a rain of metal shrapnel assaulted the supportive beams. It wasn't long before the structure collapsed in on itself and the crossbowman fell from a great height, smashing against the ground. "Hey, looks like I saved your life! I did, didn't I?" Kid began to flaunt about, despite the fact that [Y/N] was in no real danger...

A few more heavy bolts crashed towards Kid from the back of the knight's rear line. He was distracted, and only had moments to register the attack. That was until [Y/N] simply punched the wave out of the air, snapping the bolts with his arm, sending them to the floor in pieces. "Now we're even." He responded, marching back towards the guards.

Killer traded blows with a much larger knight up ahead, who swung about a heavy iron war-hammer. He dodged left and right, throwing his own slices in every opportunity he got, but his blades didn't seem strong enough to cut through the armour...

He dashed back, standing next to the swordsman. "This guys more trouble." He mumbled out, eager to jump back into the fray, but the large knight seemed more interested in the ferocious gold cloak. "C-Captain!" A knight stammered out. "Lord Zondark!" Another said the giant's name aloud. With heavy thuds the armoured juggernaut marched up to [Y/N], uninterested in Killer any longer. His mask was designed to match a human's face, and it glared down at the Golden Swordsman. "That's quite a sword you've got there, little man..."