1. CP9
The sun shone, the sky was clear. Thin veils of clouds floated trough the surface of blue, but it didn't seem like it was going to rain; in contrary, townspeople were heading to the park, shopkeepers had opened their shops and kids happily and loudly played outside, enjoying the nice weather for as long as it would last.
Law grunted.
His muscular arms were crossed, so as his long and slender legs.
The sun shone, but Law refused to take off his woolen hat, which was glued on his head as if it was a part of his body.
He twitched an eyebrow.
There was something wrong with the atmosphere; the peace and tranquility, no birds chirping their way up to heaven: it freaked him out, in some sort of way.
His sleeves were covering his hands partially, he wore his blue skinny jeans and his pointy shoes, as fancy as they were, were shining as sign of tidiness.
Law was raised in a neat family, him sitting in the grass underneath an old tree somewhere in the shadows would've freaked his parents totally out.
But wait.
Law didn't have any parents.
He was an orphan, raised in a boys-only orphanage.
Life was tough, he thought. Whilst his "siblings" spent their days by fighting, stealing and more fighting, Law tended to seek for calmness, which he couldn't do in his own house. So he spent his days outside, thinking and doodling in his A5 sized sketchbook.
Law stared.
He stared at the happy townspeople, who spent their days by chatting and laughing. He glared, he glared at the many kids who were playing happily as if they lived in a world with no worries, and he frowned as soon as the blue sky changed into orange, and concerned parents were calling their children back because it was getting dark.
He envied the ordinary human.
It was as if he was born in the wrong place, in the wrong year.
This goddamn world was so spoiled, humans tend to live such an ordinary live, like going to school, marrying, getting children, how can humans be so happy, though they follow so many rules?
It was as if humans were the colors, being forced to stay within the lines. But law was that one color, who went outside of the drawn lines.
Law hated humans, especially the stereotypes.
But he wasn't able to change anything about it, so he just went along the current and followed the rules.
He raised his head and opened his eyes.
He was still under that sakura tree, sitting in the grass. But it wasn't even close to evening, according to watch which was perched on his thin pulse.
Every time he checked the time, he couldn't do anything but stare at the tattoos on his right hand.
" H" was spelled on his fingers.
"D" on his thumb, "E" on his forefinger, "A" on his middle finger, "T" on his ring finger and the "H" on his pinky.
He was a spoiled fourteen year old. The tattoo on his right hand was just one of many.
But okay.
A silence followed, and that didn't mean the children stopped running around, the townspeople quit the gossiping or the shopkeepers closed their shops, but that meant that Law stopped thinking. No conversations to himself anymore, just an awkward, yet long silence.
But an end comes to every little thing, when Law slightly turned his head, he met the eyes of a young man. No, he wasn't even a man, he couldn't be older than twelve.
But he smiled, as if he knew Law his entire life.
Law frowned, though.
Under his left eye, he had a small scar. His black hair was messy, and partially covered by the big straw hat perched on his head.
His smile was familiar, but Law had never seen him before, which made him think again.
And he thought ...
And thought ...
But that kid didn't move from his spot, until he raised his hand and waved, his smile was gone.
Law groaned, wondering what the fuck was going on.
"Hi, I'm Luffy, Monkey D. Luffy. I'm here for a special mission, but I can't tell anyone or my brothers will kill me, so you'll keep it a secret, right? We're friends now, okay?"
Law's eyes widened. Was this some sort of joke?
It probably wasn't, judging from Luffy's serious face.
What the fuck.
"Get lost," Law grunted, as he turned his face away from Luffy's and stared at the many children playing soccer again.
"Aww, don't be so mean," Luffy moaned. He grabbed Law's face, and turned it in his direction.
"Look, kid," Law said irritated. He pushed Luffy slightly away and stood up, which made the difference in height between him and Luffy clear.
"Go and bother someone else with your jokes. I'm not interested, and I'm not your friend."
His words were clear, and any ordinary human (yes, the type of human Law despised) would've left him alone. Even his tattoos and the grey circles around his eyes were mostly enough to scare whoever passed by, but Luffy laughed. No smile, no chuckle, but he just laughed his guts off.
"Hahaha! You're funny, tattoo-san-" Law froze, "But I'm not joking, I'm really on a mission! I have to find a certain," he started at the small piece of paper in his hands, and with a frowning face he read "Drafalgur Ro ..."
Law's eyes widened.
"Hahaha! That's such a funny name!"
If Law didn't mishear him, he just pronounced his name on a horrible manner. But wait.
"Who the fuck are you?!" Law asked, aggressively pushing him away. "What sort of joke is this?!"
Before Luffy could even his mouth, a loud shriek went trough the entire park.
The kids froze, townspeople widened their eyes and the shopkeepers' jaws hit the floor.
Luffy turned around, and Law followed his action.
Two kids, a girl with orange colored hair and a guy with black, curly hair and an exaggerated tall nose ran into them. But it was too late.
Three men in black suits ran after them, two of them pulled the trigger of their guns and shot them down.
The peaceful park turned into a place of chaos.
Three men in black suits, sunglasses on their eyes and guns in their hands killed a girl wth orange colored hair and a guy with an exaggerated long nose ... What ...
Luffy yelled, but Law couldn't move.
He didn't understand the scenario.
"CP9 ..." He heard Luffy muttering.
"You ..."
Blood was flowing, the red of blood and the green of grass perfectly contrasted each other.
"Trafalgar Law," one of the men said, his voice was deep and heavy. "Come with us, before we'll take you by force."
Law didn't do anything, but stare.
Townspeople, children, shopkeepers, everyone was screaming, running around. Chaos.
"Fine," the same man continued.
He pulled the trigger, and Law's vision became black.
When he opened his eyes again, he saw Luffy, lying on the floor. Blood perfectly contrasted grass.
"Straw hat-ya!" Law yelled, his emotions were dominating. "What the ...!"
"They wanted to shoot you," Luffy whispered.
"What?! You ... You ...!"
Law realized it. Luffy saved him.
"Why did you ... You fucking idiot!"
"It doesn't matter," Luffy said with his last breath, "We're friends, right?"
We're friends, right?
We're friends, right?
We're friends, right?
Law was shot, before he realized. Everything turned into black again, he was going to die.
But as least, he was going to die together with a friend ... Sort of ...
A/N: Okay, this isn't a one shot. No. But I thought this would be a good first chapter, it could be considered as a prologue because things are going really fast though, and I think I forced a lot into the ending.
Well, things will be explained in the following chapters, I guess. Yeah.
I hope you liked it, really, because I really don't feel like continuing this story if no one likes or reads this, seriously.
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*English isn't my native language, I just need to find a beta, he.