Kirby Run Part one and Two

Part Two Chapter Twenty-Nine

"Yar har har! Take whatever you can grab, mateys! Captain says free reign!" one durian creature exclaimed to two little creatures that looked like some kind of octopus pirates, or Octopirates rather.

"T-the Durianeers?! I thought those dreadful pirates disbanded!" Mango Cookie cried out. "They're back to pillaging islands?!

"Pirates??" Francisca repeated, clearly displeased "Hmph! This won't do."

Francisca moved forward, bringing forth her labrys in one hand, and her soda gun in the other. "I'll take care of this."

Right as Francisca dashed forward, jumping into the fray, Chili Pepper Cookie finally caught up with the two.

"(*Pant, pant*) My legs are finally feeling fine again, wha- what is going on here?! Are those the Durianeers?!"

"Yeah, they're pillaging the place and looting all the huts!"

"What?! You mean they're making off with tons of treasure?! No fair! I want treas- I MEAN, we should stop them!"

Mango Cookie gripped onto his oar. "I agree, but I'm not really a fighter, nor do I enjoy getting into conflicts."

"Don't worry kid!" Chili Pepper Cookie grinned, bringing out her twin daggers and twirling them around "These pirates will be no match for me!"

"Ahh, is that so?"

Chili Pepper Cookie and Mango Cookie simultaneously whirled around, facing behind them were two Durianeers with...

A strange looking Cookie...

"Haha, so you think you can stand between me and MY treasure, do you?"

The two Cookies shook off their confusion at the sight of this mysterious pirate, and prepared themselves to fight him and his cohorts. The enigmatic pirate's slit eyes glaring at the two opponents as he laughed at them, knowing full well they stood no chance against him.

Francisca on the other hand, was proving herself to be a considerable threat against the Duraianeers, for when she charged into battle, they were unprepared for how cold and merciless her attacks would be.

"Excuse me, matey?" one Durianian with a duck tube/floate had said to their much larger and spikier crew mate before Francisca had attacked them "Correct me if I'm wrong, but I don't recall this here island being on the list of islands the captain's informant told us to seek. Did ye list grow without my knowledge?"

"Arrr, this island doesn't have those thingies we've been catching, but cap'n had heard about all the fine booty that could be found here, so we're just taking some time to expand our riches!"

"Yar har! Sounds good to me then! Let's keep at it!"

The two Durianeers had started to guffaw in their amusement, only to be brutally cut off by Francisca's labrys, which she had swung at them with full force, sending them flying away and covered with ice. Once the two were out of sight she adjusted her hair, which was starting to feel a little melty due to the heat.

"Hmph, serves you right for ruining such a wonderful island lor."

When it came to stopping Chili Pepper Cookie, she had shown some restraint and mercy since she didn't know the full story, and wanted to approach that situation in a more civilized manner. With these dreadful pirates however, it was clear by their actions and demeanor that they did not deserve such mercy.

If they wished to become an ice sculpture, then so be it.

"Hey! Who do you think you are, lady?!" yelled another member of the Durianeers, holding up some kind of squirt gun, along with three other crew mates who had the same weapon.

Francisca amusingly rolled her eyes. "You call those weapons?" she mocked, holding up her soda gun.

Shaking it with all her might, the soda ammo inside bubbled up until it couldn't be contained anymore, and she unleashed the full force of its blast onto her opponents, knocking them away with relative ease.

There was still quite a bit of ammo left within the soda gun, so Francisca used the remainder of it to blast away the other pirates that were in her line of view, as well as use this as an opportunity to help douse some of the fires.

A Coconutian had seen this, and gratefully waved at Francisca as the fire was doused. "Thank you!!!"

Francisca giggled as the remainder of the soda gun's ammo ran out, once the last drop of it was gone, she put her weapon away and surveyed the damages. Some of the huts were still on fire, and there were a few fires that had only been slightly doused, but she was still willing to try and help some more.

"(*Sigh*) And to think I was relaxing here moments ago." she complained to herself, conjuring up some ice and flinging it at the fires. The water that resulted from the fires evaporating the ice wasn't the most efficient way to put out said flames, but until she could reload her soda gun it was the best she could do.

"I was having a nice enjoyable moment, just me and my pineapple juice, but it all had to get ruined by you dreadful pirates and your pyromaniac tendencies. I mean seriously, setting off bombs? What's next, a flamethrower?"

Francisca had spoken too soon, for right then she felt a huge wave of heat on the other side of a nearby hut that felt like someone was unleashing concentrated amounts of fire onto something. Very much like how a flamethrower would.

The intense heat made Francisca feel nauseous, if it was any hotter her hair would start to melt, and maybe even her body too.

Taking a deep breath and summoning an appropriate amount of ice magic within her body to help cool her down, Francisca moved to the other side of the hut to see who was causing all this heat.

What she found was definitely not what she was expecting, she had been correct in assuming the flames were coming from some kind of flamethrower, but the assailant who was using it...

They looked very different from the rest of the Durianeers, wearing some kind of mask or visor over their face and having....

Wait, that hair...

It wasn't her sister's hair thankfully, but she recognized that hair...

The mystery assailant wrapped up using their flamethrower, then motioned something at three Durianeers before moving forward. Away from the beach huts and into the jungle.

Francisca quickly dashed forward and froze the Durianeers before chasing after the figure. "Hey! Wait!"

Giving chase, Francisca followed them into the dense jungle, doing her best to dodge any incoming trees as she flew forward. It didn't take long for her to catch up to her target, and once she was right behind them she called out to them.

"Hey! It's me, Francisca! Stop! What are you doing?! S-"

A sudden sharp pain stung Francisca's back before she could finish her speech. The sudden pain made her yelp before halting in her tracks. She reached a hand to her back to feel the area that felt pain, doing so led to unexpected results as she plucked something from her back.

Bringing her hand to her face, she found it holding... a tranquilizer dart?!

She turned around to see who had fired it at her, however as she did the effects of the dart were already starting to kick in and she started to feel very dizzy. Despite that she was able to get a blurry view of several figures that had been behind her.

One was a Durianeer holding a blowgun, that was clearly who had hit her. Two other figures that were alarming to see were Chili Pepper Cookie and Mango Cookie, both of them tied up and captured. And the third figure...

"Ha ha, well done." said the third figure, patting the back of the Durianeer with the blowgun.

That shape, that voice...

Even in her dizzy state Francisca slightly recognized who this was. Before she could call out a name, her eyelids couldn't resist anymore as they shut tight and she fell to the ground, drifting off to a forced sleep.