Chapter Five

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Chapter Five: The Starting of a Journey and the Meeting of Allies Part Two

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You didn't know what to think.

Kid couldn't have known that the bracelets would do such a thing to you, right? He didn't seem like he wanted to cause you any harm. You put your thumb and index finger an inch apart, attempting to create a spark of electricity. When nothing happened, you clawed your hand towards the sky, and small sparks of electricity started to appear.

If someone else were watching, they'd tell you that your powers didn't disappear. They would be celebrating. But they wouldn't understand. It should have created a torrent of electricity, not small sparks. Phoenix cawed from above, consoling you, but it didn't help.

You had just confirmed your suspicions.

The bracelets blocked off the majority of your powers.

The boat rocked gently against the waves, and you whimpered slightly, as you couldn't spot a single island around you. Everything was going wrong so quickly. You had just barely survived a storm, before snow had instantly replaced it. It was a miracle that there was a patch with no snow clouds (or was it?). Suddenly, you felt a presence underneath your ship. Your eyes widened, and you made a move to jump, but you were a second too late.

The boat broke into splinters as Phoenix flew overhead, trying to get close to you. You gasped as you felt yourself fall, getting gradually closer to the sea.

Wind. Wind. WIND!

You clenched your hands, willing the wind to keep you from falling in, but just doing this action was draining. If you fell in, your fear would overcome your concentration, and you wouldn't be able to do anything, especially when you had those bracelets on. Something wet smacked your stomach, sending you tumbling into the water. The last of your strength, wasted.

Coughing, air bubbles escaped your mouth as you flailed in the water.

You didn't know how to swim.

You clenched your eyes shut as the water was unpleasant on your eyes.

You were scared.

You were going to die. Alone.

Master is going to be so disappointed to know that I died by drowning...

Your limbs shook as your lungs burned, needing oxygen. You didn't want to die without anyone there to get you through it. You didn't want to die in general. You couldn't disappoint him. Bubbles escaped your mouth as you opened your eyes a little, making out a large shadow coming closer to you. All you could see was a yellow eyeball before you passed out.

Heh, at least you weren't alone anymore.

* * *

"Captain, there's something approaching us."

"What is it, Bepo?" a masculine voice asked.

"It looks like... a sea king. Wait. There's something in his teeth." 'Bepo gasped. "It's a girl."

"A girl?!" a man with reddish brown hair exclaimed. He tilted his green hat up to get a good look out the window. "Holy shit, there really is a girl! And she's beautiful~ Penguin, come-" He was suddenly smacked in the head by a man of average height, adorning a hat with the word 'penguin' on it in bold letters.

"You idiot, if the Sea King has her in his mouth, then she's probably drowning, or injured! We're over fifty feet underwater!" the Penguin exclaimed. He turned towards a slim and tall man, adorning a white and black polka dotted hat. Tattoos littered his body, most of it being covered up by his yellow and black hoodie with a jolly roger on the front. "Captain, we have to save her!"

"She could be dead already," he retorted. "But fine. Just don't get yourself killed."

"W-wait, we're doing it?!" Penguin exclaimed.

"Who else?"

"B-but Captain... we can't take on that thing," spoke Shachi. The duo stared at their captain with puppy dog eyes. "We'll die."

He sighed. "You guys are hopeless."

* * *

You blinked, seeing white light. Shakily, you sat up muscles sore from whatever the hell had happened to you. Looking around, you noticed that you were surrounded by medical equipment. Were you on land?

"Good morning." You whipped your head to spot a tall, tanned man reading a book on a chair beside you. "I was wondering when you would get up." He shut the book, setting it to the side, standing up, towering above you. Your eyes glanced up to the top of his head, eyeing the white black polka-dotted hat he wore. It looked so soft and fluffy.

"Um... Hello? Did you save me?" Your voice was soft, and hesitant. You noticed that he had a nodachi beside him, and that he wore a smiling jolly roger on his sweatshirt. It looked like Doflamingo's jolly roger. He was most likely a pirate if he had a jolly roger on him.

"Did I save you? Yes, I suppose you could say that. It would be a shame for someone beautiful as you to die." He twirled his weapon in his hand.

"Oh, thank you! I thought I was going to die." You grinned up at him, causing him to loose focus, dropping his weapon. Well that was a reaction he wasn't expecting. "Um... your jolly roger looks a lot like Doffy's, do you guys perhaps know each oth- Ack!" You were pinned down on the metal bed that you laid on, the man before you having a dark look on his face.

"Do you work for Doflamingo?" The weapon was unsheathed, pressed up against your neck as the handsome man demanded answers. "Answer quickly and I won't have to kill you."

"I- um... no?"

"Tch. How do I know you aren't lying to me?" You gave him an "are you serious look". Did he really expect you to prove to him your innocence? He was the one asking. What kind of proof did you have to show that you weren't working for Doflamingo?

"Are you going to answer me?"

"I-I don't know. All I can offer you is my word. Now can you please let me go?" The nodachi was starting to dig in the side of your neck, and it stung.

"I don't think so. Not until I get answers at of you." He held a hand up. "Room."

You looked around at the blue circle encasing the two of you in awe, not really feeling all that bothered by the man, as you had another vision. "You have a Devil Fruit too," you uttered under your breath, and the man watched you in puzzlement. Why did you look as if you were innocent? Was Doflamingo interested in you because of your incredible acting ability? His thought was cut off by your voice, asking "How does it work?"

The Captain of the Heart Pirates grinned, disregarding his confusion. "Let me show you." He twirled his hands around. "Shambles."

"Whoa, I've never seen a Devil Fruit like yours before." Your head was currently attached to where your arm should be, and your arm was in the corner of the room. You moved your missing hand, and saw that it wiggled when you did so. This man's Devil Fruit was incredible.

As you were in awe with his work, a headache caused you to cry in pain, and you saw a vision of him standing beside Luffy, Kid, and yourself. It looked like somewhere in Sabaody Archipelago, but you just couldn't pinpoint where. If it was giving you a headache, it must have been far into the future, but not too far. You estimated it to be over half a year, give or take.

He took notice of your cry of pain, and observed you. He noted that you seemed to be having a headache as you were holding your head with the arm you had left. He kind of felt guilty for doing this to you, especially after you were complimenting him about his Devil Fruit, and how it must have taken so much time to get it done right properly. But he knew what you were trying to do, you were trying to sweet talk him into getting what you wanted.

He knew your type, innocent looking but manipulative. He wasn't going to fall for it-

The door slid open, reveal his pillow navigator, Bepo.

You gaped at the mink, something he took notice of. The grip on his nodachi tightened ever so slightly.

"...you...ARE SO CUTE!!!" You tried to get up, but toppled over as your limbs were in disarray.

He deadpanned, sensing your excitement as if it were being transmitted to him. Everything he was just thinking about was immediately thrown out as he was blasted by innocence. He sighed. If this was your personality, then maybe you didn't really have anything to do with Doflamingo, but what if this was your play? To act innocent and oblivious?

You hugged Bepo, wrapping your arms around him, squealing at how soft he was.

Or not.

He suddenly blinked, realization smacking him in the face. You had your arm back and your head was attached to your neck where it belonged. He rubbed his eyes. How did you undo his Devil Fruit?

"I'm sorry." Your heart nearly broke at the bear's sorry, and you gasped.

"Why are you apologizing?! I should be the one sorry! I didn't mean to make you uncomfortable."

"I'm sorry..." You held him tightly as the surgeon stared at you.

"It's okay, please don't be sad."

Bepo sighed as he buried himself in the crook of your neck, before realizing something. "How did you undo Captain's Devil Fruit?"

"Captain?" You turned to face the fluffy hat wearing man. "You're the Captain?"

"Yes, I'm the Captain," he spoke, exasperated. You didn't seem like much of a threat, now that he thought about it. "How did you undo it?"

You blinked, staring at your hands. "Huh. I don't know." You looked back up to face the Captain. "Oh right, let me introduce myself. I'm L/n D. Y/n, it's a pleasure to be your acquaintance...?"

He sighed, giving in. "Trafalgar D. Law. I'm not satisfied by your response."

"But I really don't know how I did it. It just... happens."

Law pinched the bridge of his nose. "That doesn't make any sense." He sighed.

"Can I touch your hat?"

"What?"

* * *

"I'm Shachi, and this is Penguin," the green hat wearing man gestured towards his friend.

"Ah, like your hat." You flashed him a smile, causing the two men to swoon, gushing about how cute and innocent you were, and how you were just their type, before shock plastered on their faces at what was on your head. You gave them a look of confusion, before feeling a tug on your sleeve, and you looked up to see Law giving the two a disappointed look.

"Idiots..." he grumbled, dragging you along the submarine. Ah yes, you were informed that you were in a submarine rather than on land, much to your surprise. That had ended with tears pooling out of your eyes, and Law awkwardly trying to comfort you as Bepo kept apologizing. Meanwhile, back with the duo, they were still standing there dumbfounded at the fact that their Captain's beloved hat was on your head.

You gripped onto his sleeve, following him. Law was... comforting and familiar. They way he was trying to comfort you reminded you of Ace. You missed Ace and his funny remarks. Mihawk didn't exactly let you go visit your friends, only on occasion, when he was feeling extremely generous.

Law lead you down several doors before pausing in front of one. Opening it, he lead you inside, and you noticed the bed in the corner.

"You're going to stay in this room. You're not allowed to leave unless I say so." He made a move to the door before turning back around. "And if I find out that you left this room, there will be consequences."

"Wait! Please don't leave me by myself."

He cocked an eyebrow. What. Why would you not want to be by yourself? Actually, why was he leaving you by yourself in the first place? "And why is that?"

"I-I don't like being by myself."

Law pinched the bridge of his nose in annoyance. "I don't trust you with my crew, especially when you know one of my enemies." He was partially lying. The man had a feeling that you wouldn't do such thing, especially with your breakdown earlier. You were, in a way, a child. A very well mannered one.

If he were telling the truth, he felt rather annoyed that Shachi and Penguin were attempting to converse with you. It wasn't that he didn't trust you with his crew, it was that he didn't trust his crew with you. In a way, Law saw his dead sister in you, with that large happy smile on his face. It was innocence that he wanted to protect. Did he perhaps want a second chance at protecting someone?

"Please?"

He sighed. You really were like Lami. Shutting the door, he made his way back towards the bed- his bed -where you sat with your hands on your lap. You visibly brightened up, and he could hear his heart thundering in his ears. "Fine. But you have to answer some of my questions. First- What exactly are you?"

You gave him a confused stare as the bed dipped, Law settling his weight onto it.

"You were drowning, and my men thought you were being eaten by that Sea King." Oh, so the thing that attacked you was a Sea King. "But instead, the Sea King brought you to us so that I could help you. When we pulled you out of the water, you were dry. I've never heard of a Devil Fruit that can do such a thing."

You shook your head. "I don't know." You stared at the bracelets on your wrists. "I don't really understand myself either. I'm pretty sure it's not a Devil Fruit, but I know it's my power." You grew silent, sorting out your thoughts. It was really quiet. "I used to able to whispers telling me what to do, but ever since I put these bracelets on, everything's gone so quiet."

He hummed. Whispers you said? He eyed the bracelets around your wrists in slight fasination. "Do the bracelets cancel your powers?"

"Y-yeah. I think so." You slowly moved to stand up, before his voice stopped your movements.

"Stay still, I'll try to cut those bracelets off for you." A small smirk graced his features. "Unless you want me to cut you up again." He could see your eyes sparkling at his words, but stayed still nonetheless. How cute. He held a hand out. "Room." In a split second, he took out his nodachi and made contact with the bracelet, before a pulse rang throughout the submarine, shaking it violently. Law flew backwards, hitting one of his book shelves, the books falling onto his face. Blood began to trickle down his nose.

"Are you alright? You're bleeding! I'm so sorry!" You rushed forwards, before evidently tripping over your own feet, face planting before him. "Ow..."

Hearing a snort in front of you, you pouted slightly. "That was on purpose."

"That's even worse." Law wiped the blood trickling down his nose with his hand, eyeing the intact bracelets around your wrists. "Well that didn't work."

"It's alright, at least you tried, right?" You helped him up, placing the textbooks back on the shelves.

"I would have preferred it cut. It's either due to my incompetence in my abilities, which I doubt that, or your bracelets are seemingly something else entirely." His calculative eyes watched you as you made a move to stand. Your eyes looked sad that something that had always been apart of you had been taken away.

Law didn't know what to say. Should he console you? Comfort you in his arms? Let you drown in your own misery? Sighing to himself, he reached out to cover your eyes with his hat, chuckling at your confusion.

"Let's go see Bepo and get some food."

* * *

"Goodbye!" You waved at the crew who reciprocated the action. Law stood to the side, arms crossed.

"Don't die," he chuckled, albeit slightly worried why you wanted them to stop in the middle of the ocean. Especially after your panic attack.

"I won't... hopefully..." A caw came from above, and you smiled when you saw Phoenix (thank god or you would have died from fear. Most likely fear of the ocean, considering that you had been working on your Autophobia). He had been following the submarine, just as you thought he would be. In his golden beak was you backpack, and you breathed a sigh of relief. Tied to Phoenix was a small wooden fishing boat that he had brought from somewhere. Hesitantly putting yourself in, you seated yourself in the middle of the dingy. Once you did, Phoenix immediately took off. The Heart Pirates could only watch dumbfounded as you left on the flaming animal.

"No way..."

"It's just like the legend..."

Law stared down at the piece of paper in his tanned hands, smirking. You were more interesting than he thought you were. Terribly innocent and naive, but overall interesting.

He knew one thing for certain. He wanted to see you again.

Mihawk watched as the yellow submarine dove back down into the water.

His hands itched to grab Yoru and kill those pirates, but then again, you would be saddened when you found out. Well... if you found out that is. He shook his head. He shouldn't kill needlessly, that would be irrational. But as he watched a large fleet of fifty approach you, he couldn't help but feel more rage.

A storm was brewing, both literally, and figuratively.

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Author's Note:

Now that I think about it, I realized that Bepo is wearing a jumpsuit, so you can't exactly feel his fluffiness. So uh, we're just going to pretend, alright? Cause Author's too lazy to fix the mistake.

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