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Marine Commodore Albert Grant growled as he tugged at the silk threads holding him in place, eyes darting around. His men were similarly trapped, many cocooned and unmoving. A low chuckle from above drew Grants attention, a slim figure slowly picking its way along the web. "Welcome to my Parlor." The voice called softly as Grant's captor stepped into view. He was tall and thin wearing a pair of stained blue jeans and nothing more. The thing that stood out the most about the young man, though, was the six long, thin arms and hands and equally long, thin legs and feet, all eight limbs ending in small but sharp claws.
"The 'Demon Spider' Trafalgar Law." Grant spat out, giving the webs holding him another sharp tug. "Just what are you up to?"
"'Up to'? Come now, what makes you think I'm 'up to' anything." Law chuckled with a smirk that showed teeth far to sharp to belong in a human mouth. The pirate leapt lightly from the web, landing on another web nearby and crawling towards one of Grants subordinates, Petty Officer Jones, who had only recently transferred to Grants ship after his previous ship had an unfortunate encounter with the Kidd Pirates. From this angle Grant could make out a yellow and black marking covering Law's back. Jones shook heavily as the pirate crouched over him, lifting one hand to drag the claw lightly along the petty officer's chest, drawing a thin line of blood. "I just thought I'd drop by for a quick bite." Law's smile abruptly fell as he tilted hi head, apparently listening to something.
"Captain." Grant looked down, searching for the source of the voice, and saw a man in white boiler suit and a black cap with a red pompom on top. His right arm was stained with blood.
"I'm a little busy, Penguin. What is it?" Law called down, annoyed, as he hopped lightly to the bottom of the low web. Law frowned, though none of the marines above could see it, as he took in the blood on Penguin's sleeve. "What happened?" He asked, softer this time. Ruthless pirate he may be, but he stilled cared about his crew.
"Sorry to interrupt, Captain, but we were ambushed by another pirate crew, called themselves the Ursa Pirates. No one we couldn't deal with, just a few minor injuries. Bepo thought you should know." Penguin said, finally spotting his captain. "I was the only one to take any real damage, I was kind of hoping you could take a look at it." Law was already descending when Penguin mentioned his injury, a new thread of webbing being spun from his lowest left fingers and merging together to form a strong cord. Once he was close enough Law stopped his descent and flipped upside-down, holding the web with his feet and the arm he'd created it from.
"Let me see." He said. Penguin nodded and pulled his sleeve up, showing three deep cuts on the back of his forearm. Law's frown deepened as he held the arm with his two middle hands, tilting in slightly to examine the injury. "How?"
"The enemy's captain was a bear Zoan. The rest of the crew was so weak, he caught me by surprise. He was aiming for my face, but I managed to get my arm up in time to block. He's being held in the ship for you." Law nodded, pressing the middle cut closed with the fingers of his top left hand. Penguin watched as Law pierced the skin lightly with the claws of his top right hand, leaving a strand of webbing tying the cut closed. Law continued stitching the rest of the cut closed, then did the same to the other two cuts. Once finished he spread his top hands over the cut and wove a thin layer of silk over the wounds, binding it tight.
"Try to avoid getting the web wet and leave it on until it dissolves on its own. If you notice any pain excess pain come tell me immediately and I'll check it again." Law said. Penguin nodded, keeping his sleeve pulled up to keep the blood off the web. Law noticed this and carefully cut through the stained material with his claws, removing the sleeve altogether. Crewmate taken care of, Laws smile returned. "Now then, if there's nothing else needing my attention, I believe I've left my snack waiting long enough." Penguin nodded with a soft 'thanks' before jogging off, leaving Law to climb back up the web to where he'd left Jones. He gave the thrashing petty officer a smirk before grabbing his hair and jerking his head to the side, sinking his teeth into Jones' exposed throat with a soft moan while ignoring Grant's curses. He would get to the Commodore soon enough.
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A new idea I had while pondering fruit powers for some OCs in a story I'll probably never get around to writing. I only plan on writing the Supernovas right now, though I only have ideas for four of them (Law, Kidd, Killer, and Hawkins). If there's a specific power you'd like a certain person to see, feel free to make a suggestion, even if I've already written that person. These one-shots are unconnected unless otherwise stated. If you want your fruit idea connected to another one, let me know. If possible I'd also appreciate a new epithet included, but if not I'll either come up with something of leave it out. Also, please note that I don't write Mature content.