Title: To Break the Future Pirate King
Pairing: Law x Luffy, slight Zoro x Luffy
Rating: NC-17
Time setting: Taken place after the war at the Isle of Woman and some unknown town.
Summary: "Trafalgar Law! That bastard! He's infamous for his cruelty, you know?" The truth is revealed now that Luffy finds himself stuck in a sticky situation with a dark character.
Warnings: grammar, major ooc-ness for Luffy, language, mild-violence and rape.
A/N: Previously, all the chapters I've written so far are humor/romance type, so I'm going to change the mood for this one and this is probably my first attempt in writing dark/horror fiction, despite knowing how you guys out there are voting for Law x Luffy pairing. *Hieeee! Please don't kill me!*
I laid there on the cold ground of the forest, eyes fixated on the clear sky. Due to the coldness of the night, my body temperature dropped down by each minute, causing me to shiver slightly. But I decided to fix that by turning my heavily bandaged body to the side and curled up. From my current position, I could see what used to be large rocks had crumbled down with some of them stained with my own blood thanks to my earlier rampaging. Even the ground had it colored dark red, as if someone was butchered here. If it wasn't for Jimbei who knocked some senses back into my confused and enraged mind, I would still be acting like a madman that could no longer see any light but engulfed only by pitch black and nothing else.
It wouldn't be a surprise. After all, I just lost my big brother.
Speaking of the fish man, I tried to locate him but failed. Then I remembered him saying something about 'taking a night walk' and 'clear his mind'. My head perked up when I heard the sound of dried leaves and branches been stepped on, but it was quite dark so I couldn't see whoever or whatever it was even after I squinted my eyes.
"Jimbei?" Calling out his name, I tried to sit up but was prevented from doing so when the sharp pain shot throughout my whole body.
No answer.
Confused by the quietness, I tried calling out again. "Is someone there?" I knew someone was there, but the figure wouldn't step out from the shadow of a massive tree and whispered something.
"We'll be meeting again Mr. Mugiwara… And don't die on me. There's a reason why I wanted you to live…"
Woken up by the sudden memory, I jerked my body a little, my eyes still screwed shut. As sleep slowly starting to dissipate from my mind, I opened my eyes and stared at the gentle moonlight that illuminated the inside of the men's quarter. No matter how much I tried to dismiss it, the voice kept on resounded again and again in my head. Deep inside, I knew I've heard that voice somewhere, but I couldn't point out whom it belonged to.
I tossed around in my bed, hoping that I could just continue my slumber just like my nakama that had been enjoying their own so deep since hours ago. This made me jealous and at the same time restless. After staring at the ceiling for about five minutes, I decided that sleep wouldn't come to claim me any soon.
In a quiet and careful manner in which I didn't know I was capable of, I dressed up and picked up my straw hat before creeping out of the room. Luckily, my sandaled feet didn't make much sound unlike Zoro's boots that makes each of the swordsman's step echoes throughout Thousand Sunny like a woman who wear a four inches high heel. Except, even Nami heels aren't that loud. When I closed the door behind me, I let out a sigh of relief that my nakama hadn't stirred. I haven't decided what to do at this hour though my feet had unconsciously began walking across the lawn deck to the edge of the ship.
We've docked our ship for almost three days while waiting for the log pose to set and according to Nami, we could sail out early in the morning much to my relief. For some unknown reason, I've developed an uneasiness feeling from the moment we arrived at this town. It wasn't like I was being paranoid, but there were few times I felt like something was lurking around and hiding itself as if he was taunting me, challenging me to catch him like a game of cat and mouse.
If a game he wanted, then I'll be glad to participate.
With that, I jumped down the deck and made my way to the town. There was almost no movement on the town street, except for a couple of wild cats fighting over some leftover in a tuna can. As I walked further, I curled my arms around my body and dug my fingers tightly into the fabric of my vest to ease the slight shivers that ranked over my skin and I blamed the chilly night for it. But it was my fault for only putting on such thin clothing despite knowing how cold the night could be.
Something moved in the shadow around the alley, waking me up from my stupor. Automatically, my blood stiffened and I tried to keep alert despite my pounding heart. A man stepped out from the shadow, wearing a black sleeves yellow hoodie with a Jolie Roger on the front of his chest and a pair of odd jeans. His right hand was tucked into the pocket while his other hand carried a nodachi over his shoulder. Although the moonlight lit up the alley as bright as silver daylight, he managed to keep his eyes concealed under the fury black spotted hat.
"Mr. Mugiwara," The man's voice drawled politely. "I didn't expect to meet you this soon."
I studied my confronter with confusion. Had I known this person? I didn't think so, but it was hard to tell since I've met so many people through my journey and I couldn't possibly remember them all. So I decided it best to come out with it straight forward.
"Who are you?"
An amused smile stretched over his lips and even with his eyes hidden, I could feel as though the dark orbs were watching me through a predatory gaze. It made me uncomfortable.
"Have you forgotten me Mr. Mugiwara? I'm the one who saved you from the brink of death with my expertise."
By now, I knew that my face distorted from confusion to thinking expression as I dug up all my previous memories and people I have met so far. Then my mind went back to the war scene and while I was at the Isle of Woman for weeks of recovery. I remembered vaguely about Rayleigh –ossan mentioning a name of a certain pirate that had saved me from being killed by those Admirals bastards, but my memory digging didn't stopped there. It went further back when I was in Saboady Archipelago where I fought against the marines outside the auction house.
But I wasn't alone that time.
There were someone else's who fought alongside me. And one of the wore the very same cow printed hat, the overly large sword over his shoulder, the tribal-style tattoos on his arms and had the exact smirk like this man before me.
What was his name again? I recalled Robin pronounced it during our clashing with the guards.
"You're Trafalgar Law, right? Luffy, he's a pirate."
That's it! Trafalgar Law was his name! If I put all those pieces together, that's mean he was the one who also saved my life.
"Y-you were the one from Saboady. Trafalgar, right? Thanks for what you did back there." I regarded him nervously yet with equal consideration.
The smile dropped into smirk as the said man closed the distance between us. His boots clicked against the road tiles and the small piece of ropes that tied at the base of the sword's hilt swayed as he walked. To be honest, I've never thought a guy could walk as gracious as him.
It took all my will power not to back away but it was difficult not to when one that had earned a nickname 'Surgeon of Death' steadily approaching me with unreadable expression. Still, I kept it in my mind that this guy had howled my ass back from the land of death, so I remained still on my exact spot. The slim man finally stopped just few inches from me and I had to tilt up my head to get a better view of his face since he was about a head taller than me, the scant moonlight gleamed on his dark features.
He bent down and leaned closer, his smoky gaze locked on mine. "It was my pleasure. And please… call me Law." His voice was only slightly above whisper and I could feel his breath ghosting against my lips due to the lack of distance between us. The scent he emitted reminded me of Chopper's sterilized room but aside from it, there was another too familiar smell attached to him.
A metallic smell. The scent of blood.
I attempted to swallow the expanding lump in my throat as Law continued to bore his gaze into mine and I had to tear my eyes away to remove the chill within my bones. He wasn't saying anything right now, only smiled bemusedly and straightening his back, much to my relief. The gap he provided left me a sufficient space to breathe in which I've been holding for a while.
"How are your injuries? Have they fully healed yet?"
My body tensed up, remembering the time where I've inflicted my wounds and lost Ace. The fear and the memories of the war still lingered in my head. The scenes of battlefield painted in red, dead bodies of marines and pirates lying everywhere, Ace cold, lifeless body in my arms never ripped from the consciousness of my mind. Years had passed, but until now I would still wake up at night with my body trembling uncontrollably, my skin drenched in cold sweat.
Flicking the button of my vest with my fingers, I unconsciously chewed my lips. Something about the doctor made me wanted to bolt away and just returned to Thousand Sunny, but that would be considered rude to my savior. So instead, I forced myself to smile. "My body doing fine I guess though it still hurt sometimes." I answered truthfully. "And Chopper is good doctor too, so I don't have to worry much about it."
"Oh I'm sure he is." The smirk still hugged his lips almost in a mocking manner. It angered me a bit because the way he implicated was as though he doubted Chopper.
'Nobody make fun of my nakama!' I growled inwardly.
"Well I'm going back to my ship now. Goodnight." I said as I tried to bit back my emotion.
My feet were about to spin on thei