Trafalgar D. Water Law, the one qustion that he'll ask you before you die by his hand, "How disapointing, I thought I'd get more use out of you, well then, how do you wanna die?" That was the one thing that he was known for, aside from 'The Surgeon of Death' that is. He was always known for his insanity and strange methods of, well, anything. What he wasn't well known for though, was the fact that he himself, at a very young age, basically took another kid his age, and created his own brother... And if that wasn't fucked up enough, the whole insanity complex didn't help his case when the whole pirate biz came along. When this 'kid', if you could even call him that, was created,who was later dubbed Trafalgar D. Stain Flaw and forced to eat the Make-Make Fruit, he had one purpose in life, "Live it to the fullest, and have no regrets!", though strangly enough, he was told this by his own brother. What Stain didn't know though is that his future was going to be a lot more interesting than the whole 'franken-freak' persona.
Enter Trafalgar D. Stain Flaw, with the powers of the Make-Make Fruit and the intellegence to boot, this little blond-haired brat of biology is going to have one hell of a time fitting in with the weird world due to looks, personality, powers, and comrads, though he hasn't met them yet, that adventure will be a couple years from the 16 year-old wack-o from the middle of nowhere.
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Trafalgar D. Stain Flaw, brother of Trafalgar D. Water Law and the holder of the Make-Make Fruit, currently traveling with his brother and the 'Heart Pirates' and weapons speacialist of anyone with cash to spare. As Flaw is in his personal tinker room, he is trying to study the inner mechanisms of the newest piece of weaponry they came across, a bazooka, (because you see the way the Make-Make Fruit works is that you are able to create any object as long as you have understanding of how the object works and have materials (because of the law of equivalent exchange) and you can technically create any object given time and brainpower), that way he can create the weapon whenever he pleases. And he was just about to het to the ammo when he heard one of the loudest things he's ever heard, and will keep hearing for the foreseeable future, the sound of cannonfire. and that meant only one thing, they were being attacked.
"Bro, get your ass out here." Law spoke over the ship wide announcement system.
"Great, just great. Just as I was getting to the most important part too. Why do these damn seafaring fools think that it'd be a good idea to shoot at us again?" Flaw muttered to himself.
Just as flaw was leaving though, he turned to look at his body-size mirror and check his looks. There wasn't much of anything special besides the symetrical patchwork face and thered tipped blond hair, the rest was just straightforward, a black hoodie with no strings and the 'Heart Pirates' symbol on the back with grey sweatpants with white flames at the bottom accompanied by black sneakers with white seams and red strings. Truly a 'dark emo' persona was blossoming here, but Flaw didn't care at all.
While Flaw was caught up in his 6'3", toned self, he forgot that he was supposed to report to the deck and promptly recieved a shock in the neck via a special necklace that he wore, now don't get him wrong, this isn't a punishment device at all, if anything it's a special device that Flaw made himself in order to keep him on track, je just gave his brother the activator remote and told him to use it when he got distracted. Flaw also swore to never take it off no matter the cost.
Finally making it to the deck, Flaw had only a few seconds to look around until he was sent flying to the other side of the ship. After a few seconds, Flaw looked up, only to see... 'GARP 'THE HERO'!?! What the hell is he doing in the East-Blue?' Flaw thought to himself. He might jave one of the best brains on the ship, maybe even the East-Blue, but the only thing this making monstrosity of misproportionality could think of was 'I MUST SIRVIVE'. And it was theouhh this thinking that he literally leapt off of the ship and into the ocean, forgetting the fact that he was a Devil-Fruit user.
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Waking up a few days later, Flaw found himself on an island which seems to have palm trees, bannana trees and other fruit trees.
"Well, ot seems I'm all by myself. I guess that I'll just have... too..." Flaw loses his train of thought as he spots a, special looking bannana in a tree not 20ft from him. "Too bad I already have this damn Make-Make Fruit, although, I huess selling the disgusting thing will give me a good bit of money..." he trails off again as he climbs up the tree and grabs the damn huge fruit.
And just as he gets down from the tree, he has a thought. 'What would happen if I ate this one as well, nothing toooo nad should happen right?' As he took a bite out of the fruit, he realized that the black bannana with white stars he was holding was the very, very rare logia type fruit, the Space-Space Fruit. The one logia type that has absolutly no weaknesses besides armament haki, whatever that is, and seastone.
About a few seconds later, he started to feel immense pain in the pit of his stomach, which started spreading after a few more seconds, leading to Flaw passing out from the pain.
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Flaw finally woke up, it seemed 2 weeks later, to find that all of his strength had been sapped and his body is totally screwed in terms of hydration.
Afyer a few hours of eatin, drinking, and resting, Flaw was back to moving around the island without the whole 'excruciating pain' factor. Finally deciding that he would have to set up a permanent shelter here for the time being, he got to work and after 2 weeks of work, he got a decent shack done. It seems he'll have to set up shop for the time being.
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It's been roughly 2 years since the whole 'shipwrecked' fiasco happenedand Flaw is now 18 years-old. He had finally ran out of food about 3 weeks ago and is still alive purely out of willpower. And just before Flaw puts out the campfire for the night, he looks out to the distance to see... 'LIGHTS!!!' Flaw screams inside his head, and upon closer inspection, there are a lot of people too. "A CRUISE SHIP?!? EVEN BETTER!" he yells out, full of renewed vigor. "SIGNAL FLARE" Flaw yells as shoots a super tiny, super bright star from his conjoined fingers as he passes out.