Humble thank to my beta-reader Cyndaquil123 for proofreading this!


She wanted to throw up all her dinner, she wanted to bang her head against the brick wall until it bleeds.

It took her three freakish years to realize where she was or more like who she was. She was terrified, her heart hammering against her chest and she wanted to close her eyes and not to open them again, ever again. Anyone in her shoes would think that she was exaggerating, but she wasn't! There were lives she didn't want to test.

Especially this one.

Because Trafalgar D. Water Law was her.

And she was Trafalgar D. Water Law.

This was twisted up, she didn't like it at all. Law wished to have another life because she was against this one. Trafalgar Law was one of the Supernova (one of her favourite characters, he was strong, cunning and he was willing to die for his friends even if he was too prideful to state it out loud. And why not? He was handsome), who survived everything the world threw at him but the problem was; was she strong enough?

Was she strong enough to endure everything that happened to him? His life was probably one of the most tragic one, Law only tasted pain and death since he opened his eyes to the world, he lost all of his relatives and later on, he lost Rocinante.

Female Law would break before reaching her teenage years.

For one she wasn't a fighter, she didn't have a heart made of steel, she didn't chase after her goals and, certainly, she wasn't one to take revenge on anyone. She had always been the quiet type, the one who hesitated to stretch her arm out toward the others because she was shy. The only good thing she possessed was the brain, the same brain that led her to be a surgeon.

Law grimaced at the last thought that was one of the things she shared with the original Trafalgar Law, being a surgeon (or Surgeon of Death if she was more exact).

Gulping loudly, Law looked at her reflection, unsure piercing grey eyes stared back at her, silky dark hair caressed her shoulders and she was tall for four years old. What could she do in this situation? Nothing would guarantee her survival in this world, her mind was so foggy that she couldn't pinpoint when Flevance would happen.

Even if she wasn't so hyper about the idea of being him, the idea of dying simply froze her. If she could avoid that, then she was happy.

Another problem was: what could she do with her knowledge? There were certain events she couldn't stop, not with those small hands. And even if she wasn't small, she had to be a powerhouse if she wanted to fight her enemies, the World Government was too large and the Admirals too powerful.

And how she could forget the main nuisance known as the Amber Lead Disease. Being a doctor had its perks and even if it was too early for her to manifest any of those white spots, she saw other people who had it. It was incurable except if you get your hand on a certain Devil Fruit.

Law shook her head, this was impossible if she thought about something another chain of problems formed.

This was too troublesome.

But this was her life now, even if she couldn't fight against the strings she could at least try to make things easier for her. For that, she had to train to become strong, male or female she would forge her path in this world.

She would endure this, Law would make it out alive.

"Law," Her mother called from the kitchen. "Dinner is ready!"

"I'm coming!"

Breathing softly to calm her nerves, she exited her room, pushing all the hesitance and fear, Law ran downstairs where her parents were waiting for her.

Law spent most of her times taking notes, scratching and mulling over a suitable fighting style. Being a laid back in this world would do no good to anyone.

The original Law relied mostly on his sword and his Devil Fruit and he was one of the most badass fighters in the anime but his Devil Fruit sucked off a lot of his energy and if (and that was a big if, because if it was up to her, Law would very much avoid the circumstance that would lead her to the Ope Ope no mi) she ended with the ultimate Devil Fruit, she would need a lot of stamina, a freakish load of stamina.

This was where her D. genetics played because Law was stronger than most of her peers, female and males alike. Her body was resistant but that wasn't enough, it wouldn't be enough in the future, there were monsters out there that could go days fighting non-stop.

So Law trained her body pushing it to the limit, she ran around the city, lifting things as heavy as her small body could take. For her estimate, she knew she would end up tall, not as tall or gigantic as other people in this world, but she wouldn't be small either.

That was an advantage.

She was fast and her body was unnaturally flexible. So she could design a fighting style that would exploit her cons to the maximum.

Haki.

The mysterious will-power.

Law was familiarized with the power, seen it, knew the theory, how it worked and how it had to be used. But that didn't mean that unlocking it was something easy. She didn't know how it had to be activated or how she had to grasp it.

Was it housed in the body along with her blood and she had to go in a stressing situations to activate it as a last resort due to the adrenaline? Or maybe it was something illogical like the Devil Fruits?

Certainly, Law didn't care, the only important thing was the need to have that will-power in her asset and keep it hidden. It would do no good for her if people started to grow suspicious of her.

Biting the cap of her pen, Law ranked a hand through her damp hair. "This is useless." She grumbled, rubbing her eye sockets.

A yawn escaped her mouth, she was tired and she didn't beat an eyelash in the night, horrific nightmare plagued her, ones she didn't want to recall, pushing them in the deepest of her mind.

Folding her arms on top of the table, she rested her head on them, she closed her eyes just to take a short nap.

"Big sister!" A high-pitched voice squealed with delight.

There was bang, followed shortly by chubby arms circling her legs. Flabbergasted, Law blinked the sleep away and looked down spotting a toppling brown hair.

A grin flickered onto her face at the sight of the toddler that was giggling happily.

"Lami." She greeted joyously, she scoped the girl up, settling her comfortably in her lap.

As hard as Law tried not to get attached to this people, in order to spare herself the heartache later, she found herself caring for her family. Because they loved her unconditionally, they were patient with her and taught her things she already knew from her other life. They made her feel warm.

And Lami, her little sister, was like the bright sun, one that she couldn't ignore no matter how much she tried to distance herself from her. Lami was like a breath of fresh air, she had that charisma that made her love Lami even more.

Above all, she was Law's sister, one she vowed to protect and cherish above all. If there was a reason she was training so hard it, was to save her sister to impede her death.

Law wouldn't hold her sister's cold body. She refused to even imagine it. It was simply unacceptable.

"What made you come here, little firefly?" Law asked softly, caressing Lami's brown locks.

Her little sister peered at her, her big brown eyes twinkling with stars and utter idealization. "You promised me a story," Lami muttered beaming at her.

Humming under her breath, Law searched for a story she hadn't already told her sister. She had a lot of the stored in her brain, from her old life.

" In a dark realm, where the sun never basked on the fields, a powerful man resided he was known as the First and the Last..." Law starting waving her tale, exaggerating when the characters spoke.

Her voice was strained and hoarse and she was exhausted by this time, but she could keep going because her heart fluttered in her rib cage at those eyes, filled with awe and admiration.

In her other life, she didn't have a younger sister and now she had one that looked at her like she was the one that hung the sun and the moon by the command of her hands. Selfishly, Law wanted for Lami to look at her like that forever.

As the words rolled off of her tongue, she noticed how Lami fought against the sleep that was clogging her mind, she was leaning on her shoulder trying really hard to focus on the story.

"Why is Yami so bad?" Her Little Sister interrupted her sleepily.

"They are people who don't need a reason to be evil." Law knew that she couldn't imagine any of the marines or Celestial Dragon having a bad past that made them like they were now. Lami chewed on her lip, a frown mirroring her face. As quickly as it came, it went. "Then I'll be so good that Yami would never catch me." She proclaimed as seriously as a three years child could.

Chuckling softly, Law ruffled her hair, eyes shining with amusement.

"Then you'll have to shield me from his darkness, Little Firefly."

Lami pumped her fists in the air, her body vibrating with childish excitement.

"That's what I would do, then the both of us will the goodest people in the world." Huh? Law was sure that the world 'goodest' didn't exist.

Ignoring that, Law couldn't stamp the happiness that welled up in her heart. She couldn't stop the stretching grin on her lips, and she couldn't control her arm which was now circling Lami.

Law would save Lami, no matter the cost.


So I just couldn't resist myself. This story had been inspired in other SI I read like Sol Invictus, Strikhedonia and so many more.

So the other day I asked myself which character I wouldn't have the guts to live and obviously, I thought of our badass Trafalgar Law and I thought why not? So here it is an idea that I'm still nervous to post.

So uhm...This is all.