Luffy could hear the gentle patter of feet across the hallway, as someone walked outside his bedroom. He assumed it was his older brother- Ace. Ace... Ace hadn't been the same since the accident. He was different, his behaviour had changed. Ace was always doing unusual things lately; Gently stroking his scarred skin, flipping the cutlery knives to and fro from each hand...

He decided to get up from his bed and follow Ace. Maybe, just maybe, if none of the family were around, then Ace would open up to him about The Event? This new reserved Ace was unusual in itself; Ace had once been the life and soul of this family, yetthat was no longer true.

Pulling on his dressing gown, Luffy opened his bedroom door and walked into the dark hallway. There was a door slightly ajar on the opposite side of the landing, allowing the light to ebb into the hallway. So Ace was in the bathroom then. Wrapping his dressing gown around him tightly, Luffy walked into the bathroom after his brother.

"Hey, Ace!"

Ace was stood facing the mirror, blocking his brother's view of it. He was doing something to his face. Shaving perhaps? Luffy shifted uncomfortably, unused to the silence even now. He reached out his arm to place it on Ace's shoulder. Before Luffy's hand could even come into contact with Ace, the elder shifted away and turned his face towards his brother.

"ACE. Oh god, w-what-"

"Do I look beautiful yet, Luffy?"

Ace stared at the younger. There was blood dripping down his cheeks and chin onto the yellow hoody he so loved to wear. In his right hand he clutched a knife; it was covered in blood. Ace's blood.

Ace had sliced into his cheeks, giving him a gruesome, permanent smile that marred the his once-freckled face. Two deep cuts also followed underneath each eye- a cruel tribute to Luffy's own scar.

That smile would haunt Luffy for the rest of his life.

"Ace..." Luffy took a few steps backwards. With each step backward, Ace took one forward. Swallowing a large lump in his throat he tried to reach for a towel or cloth or anything. "We need to get you to a hospital. You're hurt."

"We'll be having none of that, little brother." Trembling slightly and bringing his hand back to his side, Luffy looked up at Ace. Still smiling, Ace raised the knife he was holding and plunged it into Luffy's throat. He swiftly pulled the blade out and watched as his younger brother collapsed to the ground, clutching at his wound. The blood pouring from the younger's wound was just beautiful.

Luffy twitched and gurgled on the ground as he tried to stop the blood flow. Eventually, he stopped moving.

Still clutching the knife, Ace walked towards the bathroom door, forever smiling. Before he left, he leaned down to whisper in his little brother's ear:

"You're looking beautiful right now, Luffy."

*grins awkwardly*

Well, er, I went on a Jeff the Killer rage and this is what happened?

This may be continued with other deaths and such, but I'm not sure.

Bye!