The pirate hunter

Sixis  island

The candles flicker as they sway in the setting breeze as a ring of light sleeping the small stretch off woods
We see a green haired young man walks up  with a small yawn seeming  to not have a care, "un aware" of the eyes watching from the shadows

He walks up to the small stone taking one of the matches as he sets two of the candles a flame, the faint golden hue gleaming in his eyes as he appears to be lost in thought letting out a huff as he bows his head and shuts his eyes, sighing at the thought of what about to come

"You can come out"

"People often leave out candles for those who they have lost" the figure speaks as the walk with a saunter their red boot now make noise as they reveal them selves, but the green haired young man dosnt even look up his eyes still fixed upon the flame

"This one's for an old friend"

The redan tilts his head "And the other ?"

Sorrow eye furrow as he gains an angry look in his eye "You've been following me for three days" he turns one to face him now his serous face seming calm but behind those dark pools holds tired tint and hate as he rises is hands firm hand at the ends of his swords "What do you want?"

"You may call me mister seven" the man now revealed as mister seven slightly bows

"I represent and organization known as baroque works We are interested in your unique set of skills"
He pulls out the little black card the marking of a pirate Sheens with the little light around as he holds it between his fingers towards him "Pirate hunter Roronoa zoro"

But he just looks at him un impressed "What are you some band of assassins"

"We're are much much more"

He tilts his head as he looses the young mans atención his mind and eyes wandering from him "You must know it's a high honor to be asked to join our ranks"

He turn back to look at him with a deadpanned shrug "Kinda got my own thing going on"

"Membership would make you more invincible, more feared" he presses on spry slightly chuckles as he now turn around "Does it come with a free face tattoo ? Him easing a certain finger for énfasis
"My favorite is number one"

"To turn down baroque works is to forfeit your life "his voice darkens as he holds his weapon

He didn't even look back his eyes glazed over and so distant as the flames brought the only light to the. "If they were that serious they would have sent someone better the man number seven"

The man in red sprang into action with the a battle cry swiping at him with both his swords, he swings down with all his strength but they just clink as they hit another, not even turning the green haired man shielded his atack and is pushed back with forsw as his boots drag across the dirt

He didn't even have to unsheath his swords

He cried out as he atcked, swipe after swipe, swing after swing but it's not enough as doro just swipes and evades his atack ducking side stepping you name it and once he finally does let his sword be bathed in the light of the candles number seven can roll with the swings as he's pushed farther and farther back

One of his swings so precies that they blow out the circle of light surrounding them as mister seven gasp slightly panting

He huff as he rises once more zoro just raises his swords as if to say come here, and he does right into his blades right through his stomach

His our half just sliding down

The fight now over

Arms spread out precios sword now stained with blood he sighs frustration pulling them down as m he then swipes down blowing out the final candle