Justine Shifter was on a mission. After being fired from the marines for literally 'partaking of the forbidden fruit', she saw that her newfound ability could serve her quite well. She remembered one of her nakama from long ago needing her help. She couldn't give it to her at the time: She wasn't strong enough. Now, though, with the ability to copy any devil fruit power she'd seen in action, Shifter was ready to bring down the bane of her nakama's existance.
Shifter's nakama was a shy girl named Tenshi. Tenshi was seventeen years old, but unable to leave her house. Her parents were killed in front of her by the marines when she was only eight, and it was all her fault. If she hadn't forced her father to train her how to use a sword, she would have never had to move out. Shifter offered to let Tenshi live with her on the streets, but Tenshi was unable to make that decision before her uncle swept her away to live with him.
Now, eleven years later, Tenshi had been to hell and back. Shifter knew the reason Tenshi's uncle had been so interested in her from the very beginning, and it made her blood boil.
Blood red eyes flashing, Shifter kicked in the door to the sick man's house.
"Where are you, you bastard?!" she demanded loudly, her hands already turning to magma.
The only devil fruit power she'd been exposed to since she ate her own devil fruit was Admiral Akainu's, but it would serve her purpose fine.
"Shifter-San?" Tenshi greeted confusedly. "What are you doing here?"
Her right eye, ice blue in colour, was bruised. Her bony frame was engulfed in a very large sweater and sweatpants, no doubt hiding more injuries sustained from her so-called caretaker.
"Tenshi-Chan!" Shifter exclaimed, hugging her friend.
They hadn't seen each other in ages.
"Shifter-San, you can't be here! I'll get in trouble!"
"Don't worry, Tenshi-Chan. He won't be able to hurt you anymore."
"Shifter-San..."
"Who's there?" called a gruff, nasty voice.
Tenshi shuddered and moved behind Shifter.
Shifter went back to turning her hands and arms to lava.
"You will never hurt my nakama again, bastard!" she yelled, blasting fountains of lava into the man's face.
He suffered: His screams filled the room until he was nothing but a pile of ash.
Tenshi stared at the remains, horrified and still hiding behind Shifter.
"Shifter-San..."
Shifter smiled at Tenshi, her hands reverting to normal, and ruffled her light lilac hair.
"Everything's okay now, Tenshi-Chan," she told her.
Tenshi hugged her tightly, tears of relief flowing down her cheeks.