The Ultimate Mission

Chapt. 92

        ***Author's Note: I do not own One Piece, Oda does, I do own the characters I made up in this story (ex: Ivy, Cecily (Shadow), and any other made up characters throughout this story that I might create). Also, please do not copy this story and claim it as your own***

     Chapt. 92: The 1st Battle: Usopp and Chopper VS Mr. 4 and Penguin-mole, Luffy's Dead?, The Cowards Combo Attack

        "Usopp...you're alright," Chopper wheezed, sitting up, and smiling up at Usopp in relief, "That's a relief. Sanji and I were worried about you when your ducks came to tell us you were in trouble."

"It looks like you are the one that's in trouble," Usopp frowned, helping Chopper up, glancing around his surroundings, and sticking his nose up, "Here I came to my friend's aid. I, the great Captain Usopp, the Champion of the seas, the hero of the world, was going to demonstrate my amazing fighting skills..."

"Don't let your guard down," Chopper advised, standing up, and glancing around with narrowed eyes, "They're underground waiting for us."

"WHY DIDN'T YOU SAY THAT EARLIER!!," Usopp ululated, his eyes going wide upon seeing a huge pillar suddenly fall over, and his eyes going out of their sockets, "HOW THE HELL DID THAT PILLAR JUST FALL DOWN WHEN THERE'S NO ONE AROUND!!!"

"I already told you," Chopper recited, standing next to Usopp, and keeping an eye in front of them, "They're underground."

"Ok, but that leads to my next question," Usopp voiced, raising an eyebrow up at Chopper in dubiety, and gulping, "How in the world did they get underground in the first place?"

"Because Miss. Merry Christmas ate the Mole-Mole Devil Fruit which made her be able to turn herself into a mole-woman," Chopper explained, and never taking his eyes off from in front of them, "Her partner, Mr. 4, is a number 4 batter and his dog is his pitcher."

"That doesn't make any sense," Usopp demurred, furrowing his brows in confusion, only to have Chopper tackle him out of the way of a baseball that M. 4 hit towards them, and a huge explosion came from where they were just standing, "Huh?"

"Usopp, you ok?" Chopper asked, looking down at Usopp with concern, and standing up.

"Yeah, thanks Chopper," Usopp assured, standing up, nodding his head at Chopper, and looking in the direction of where the baseball came from, "BUT WHAT THE HELL JUST HAPPENED?!!"

"It's just as I said earlier," Chopper restated, standing up, narrowing his eyes, and widening his eyes upon seeing the gun-dog standing ahead of them, "Mr. 4 is a batter who hits the baseballs that his dog pitches...Crap, there's his dog now."

"His dog?," Usopp repeated, glancing at where Chopper was looking at, falling backwards, and pointing a shaky finger at the "dog", "GAH! WHAT THE HELL IS THAT THING CAUSE IT'S DEFINITELY NOT A DOG!"

"RUN!" Chopper commanded, seeing the dog sneeze, running away from it, widening his eyes as Usopp got hit by the baseball, and the baseball exploded in Usopp's face, "USOPP!!"

"Four..." Mr. 4 spoke, popping his head up out of the hole in the ground, and hitting the baseball at Usopp.

"Chopper, I'll ask this one more time," Usopp coughed, sitting up, and glancing at him, "WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON?!!!"