A/N: This is my first shot at a fanfiction after 2 years, and my first One Piece one. Hope you likey! :))
Disclaimer: Gami-sama Oda owns everything. Except Holly Moreau. Unless he secretly owns her as well. O_O And Suzanne Collins owns the Hunger Games.
"So you're the infamous Holly Moreau. The one that destroyed 10 high security federal facilities, and annihilated more than 700,000 people, including civilians in 1 year."
"Bombed 2, burned down 5, and simply stomped on 3, to be specific," the Holly at hand responded, obviously quite bored, "So Grandpa in a High Government Position, what do you want? More experiments? Some secret attack on a hated one? Or maybe you're a spy from another country that wants to crush the whole nation?" she counted off each possibility, "I've gotten all of these requests you know, and some others that are just plain weird."
"It makes one wonder exactly why she's been sitting in this cell for 3 years…" the old man mused, ignoring her question, "The security is nothing very special, and she's obviously competent enough to break out…"
"Come on, Grandpa. Stop acting all intellectual and get on with it. You're starting to bore the shit out of me," Holly drummed her fingers on the table in front of her.
The old man muttered quietly to himself for a few more minutes, then looked up at Holly, "I think you'll do quite well."
"Just hurry up and fucking tell me what you want," she growled, "I'm starting to lose my patience, and you should realize by now with your elaborate files that I have nothing against killing."
"That is if you can kill me," he smiled, then stood up, "I think we need a little privacy, don't you think?"
Holly stood up and slammed her shackled hands on the table, effectively cracking it quite neatly down the center, as the guards around them immediately rushed forward to restrain her, "Listen fucker, I have very very little patience for shit like you, and very little patience in general, so I advise you to tell me what you want, and leave before I rip your heart out and stick it down your-"
There was a thump, and Holly spun around as the 2 guards collapsed, knocked out senseless. She immediately turned and faced the old man, snapping the chain between the handcuffs in two, her eyes widening.
The old man shrugged, smiling, "I just got us a little privacy. I have also shut down all voice recorders and cameras in the room as well, so we could talk about… certain matters," he sat back down in front of the cracked table, still smiling.
"You just got a hell lot more interesting, old bastard," Holly grinned.
OoOoO
Trafalgar Law leaned against his very comfortable snoring Bepo pillow, looking with half boredom and half satisfaction at the ensuing chaos on a nearby ship. He was about to take a short nap when Penguin and Shachi shuffled nervously over.
"Yes?" he asked, slightly annoyed by the interruption.
Realizing that their captain was not in the best mood, the two looked nervously at each other for a while, waiting for the other to speak. Finally Penguin spoke up.
"Erm... Captain? Erm... I- we think you should maybe uh... Turn the people back to normal," he stammered.
"They've been tormented enough. And we took everything in the ship too," Shachi mumbled.
Law thought for a moment, "Too lazy. They'll get used to their new bodies soon," a smirk appeared on his face, "Anything else?"
"Well we'll reach Sabaody in more or less a week," Penguin explained, "unless we have more setbacks."
"So Captain, can we please… Stop invading other ships? Maybe?" Shachi asked hopefully.
"We're in no rush," Law laughed shortly, "It doesn't matter if we're delayed a day or two. After all," he smirked again, "One Piece isn't going anywhere."
Bepo suddenly yawned and stretched, making Law flinch slightly, and settled back down. Law looked slightly surprised, then smiled and patted the bear's head.
"I'm sorry… very sorry… sorry…" Bepo murmured.
"WHY ARE YOU APOLOGIZING?!" Penguin and Shachi yelled in unison.
OoOoO
"I have a proposition for you."
"Of course you do. All the bastards that come to visit me have one," Holly smirked, "It better be interesting, or my forgiving feelings will dissipate pretty quickly."
"Very well," the old man pulled out a file from his bag, "I'll set you free-"
Holly's eyes immediately narrowed, "So you're just another idiot geezer with a couple interesting tricks up your sleeve," she stood up, "I can walk out of this building without even transforming in 5 minutes flat," she paced around the room stopping right next to the old man, "You want to know why I'm still in this cell when I can leave at any time right?" she laughed, her voice dripping with venom, "It's because I'm bored. I spent 1 year of my life wrecking havoc around the entire nation. It got quite uninteresting after a little bit though, since nobody really resisted. Everything got crushed with just one blow, and I killed people just by breathing," she laughed again at the memory, her gaze darkening with every second, "It's quite interesting being an underground celebrity everyone's scared of you know. But quite often actually, fuckers like you, brave enough to meet the monster for the sake of their ambition, come into this room. And of course, twisted people like them are sometimes interesting to talk to, interesting to observe," she paused, a dark smile spreading across her face, "Observe how far they're willing to go, how far their courage will stretch for their desires. And if they're boring, sometimes, if I'm bored enough, I kill them. And because this whole area is strictly confidential, nobody finds out," she finished sweetly.
"It'd be quite a pity if you killed me," the old man sighed, completely unfazed, "I thought you wanted to get revenge on him," Holly's gaze darkened, "President David Huntington. Your father."
"Fucker…" she hissed quietly, fists clenched.
"Hm, I guess not," he conceded, and started to put away the file.
"WAIT!" she all but screamed, taking deep breaths, "Wait." she repeated, a little softer.
"Oh, so you do want revenge," the old man smiled, and put his bag back down.
"So you did you research, huh," Holly muttered, "Show it to me. The file. I have a pretty good idea of what's in it, but I still want to see it."
He handed the file to her, and she immediately flipped through its contents, an icy smile spreading across her face. Once she had finished, she handed it back to the old man, and sat back down in her chair.
"Are we in agreement now?" the old man asked.
"Pretty much," Holly shrugged, trying to hide her raging emotions, "What do you want?"
"I want you to stop Law."
"Stop the law? You want me to start a rebellion? I honestly hoped you'd be a little more original than that," Holly sighed, "Go fucking ask Katniss Everdeen."
"No, I need you to stop Law. Not the law." he reiterated.
"Yes. that cleared everything up," Holly replied, her voice dripping in sarcasm, "And what the fuck is this Law, may I ask?"
"Here's my proposition," he ignored her again, "I do what you want me to with this file, and make your life much more interesting. In return, you just have to stop Law."
"And how do I stop something I don't even fucking know?"
"I will come back tomorrow, and explain everything to you. We have no time. They will arrive at Sabaody in about a week, and I must completely train you before then," Holly opened her mouth, about to ask a hundred questions with a string of curses, but was interrupted once again, "Now tell me, what do you want me to do with this file?"
Holly paused, thinking for a moment, "Send it to Samuel Patton. If it's not in the news by tomorrow, send it to the press directly. But I think Patton will do his job. You do have a copy?"
"Ah, his political rival. Of course," the old man placed the file back in his back, and stood up, "I will do that tomorrow morning, and come back here around sunset," he turned around and started to walk away.
"Hey interesting old fucker," Holly called out.
"Yes?"
"What's your name anyway?"
The old man paused, as if he was contemplating whether or not he should reveal it, then responded, without turning around.
"Silvers Rayleigh."
A/N: I honestly hope that Rayleigh/Law weren't OOC, since they're 2 of my favorite characters from the anime. If they were, please tell me and I'll try to fix it. Well, hope you enjoyed! See you next chappie! :D
