On an island covered in forestry, the coastline filled with scrap of metal, inside a room in a building, a thin man with light brown hair worked away. His narrow, brown eyes gave him a sinister look. He wore loose yellow overalls that exposed his lanky chest and a thick black scarf with red gear patterns on it. He also wore round, light orange glasses with round joints. He was turning the bolt of a screwdriver. He then wiped the sweat of his face and smiled
"Sir Ratchet, are we sure we can trust him?" a man with a large afro with sideburns said. He had very large forearms with relatively small biceps, a square jaw and thick lips. He wore a dark blue jacket and blue pants.
"Honki, he is useful for us," Ratchet responded. "We thought we could have used him to uncover the secret but he was useless at that," he added rubbing his hands on a cloth. He walked up to a machine. It looked like a leg. "However, he seems to be good at making robots and mech for us," he said. There was a smile on his face.
Ratchet took a step back and looked at his Mech.
The mech had a heavily armored design. There was a massive drill mounted in place of its head or chest. The arms were large and mechanical, each ending in a different heavy-duty tool: one side appears to have a massive pincer while the other ends in a crushing mechanism.
The mech's body is thick and squat, painted in olive green. Glowing blue lights serve as its eyes. There were tubes, bolts, and pistons visible throughout its limbs and back. "Mr. Iron Man Number 28 is a masterpiece but we will need more," Ratchet said.
"The two tests are complete, Sir is what he reported," Honki said.
"Okay, let's go and see him," Ratchet ordered. Honki and Ratchet walked outside the room. They entered a lift and pressed a button. The doors closed and the lift went down and headed down.
"Sir, these robots, he is creating. Can we trust them?" Honki asked.
"Robots are machines, only as good as you program them. The codes used to write them are ours," Ratchet responded. He had a smile on his face. They arrived at the bottom. The lift stopped and the door opened.
"Let's go," Ratchet said. They walked through the large open space. They saw many men with a shirt, blue overalls and black shoes working on various mechs. One of the mechs was a red-and-gold robot. Its frame was thick and was reinforced with visible armor plating along the shoulders and torso. There were exhaust vents on its back. Its arms were large, with additional hydraulic pistons visible beneath semi-transparent armor casings. It was cycling between its weapons, which was a bow, a grappling claw or blade. There were streaks of yellow hazard stripes.
There was another mech whose armor was darker and more jagged, with sharpened edges along the limbs and spikes flaring out of the shoulder guards. Its mechanical drill-lance spun and hummed, Blue energy pulses were visible from its core and down its limbs. There are 10 robots like this and they have different weapons and colours.
"He calls them RAUs," Honki remarked. He thought they were ugly.
"He can call them whatever he likes, my names are better," Ratchet responded. They both walked forward, and the room got bigger.
There they saw in front of them a mech that was about 60 meters tall, towering like a scrapyard monster stitched together. Its body was a patchwork of rusted panels, mismatched steel sheets, and exposed wiring. The torso was bulky and uneven, held together by thick bolts and heavy weld lines. Its two arms and two legs were clearly scavenged from different machines—one arm ended in a claw made from twisted construction equipment, while the other looked like a repurposed crane hook.
"You both look speechless at my creation," a short man with fair skin, beady eyes, thick lips, a large chin, and ears with large, round openings said. He wore a light blue jacket with two big pockets. it. He also wore light blue shorts, black leggings and brown shoes.
Ratchet looked down. "Nipthal was the test successful?" Ratchet asked.
"What do you think?" Nipthal responded. "This was my creation BGB, ever since those wretched brats destroyed my invention and used their own Mech to defeat him, my dream is to make one better than their one and destroy them with it," Nipthal said. He remembered how he was crushed and then flunk away by it. He had lost everything but he landed here.
Nipthal looked at Ratchet. He thought he had saved him. However he was then put to work, trying to solve the puzzle. He thought a genius like him should not bother with it. He was going to use his resources to build his army. He was going to kill them. He smiled.
"The Love Pirates, led by Iron Mace Alvida with a bounty of 305,000,000 Beli ," Ratchet responded. "I have heard of them in the newspaper," he added.
"Her bounty has gone up," Nipthal remarked. He thought Captain Simon's bounty was not that high.
"They destroyed Enies Lobby, a government facility," Honki said.
"As expected of a Government, they are not capable of leading this world, I will take over this world," Ratchet responded. He laughed.
Nipthal looked at him. Ratchet looked back. "Don't worry, you will have your share when I conquer this world," Ratchet added.
"We would need the power of Shushibaruba for that," Nipthal said.
"Once we solve this, we will go and get Shushibaruba," Ratchet said. He thought it must hold some power. Nipthal said his former captain was a contender for being a Warlord. Therefore he must have possessed some knowledge and strength. Ratchet smiled however he failed. He was never going to fail.
"Sir, what if the Love Pirates come here?" Honki asked.
Ratchet smiled. "They are insects compared to what we need to do," Ratchet said.