The Lawless and the Speechless
LawXOC
Summary: Eustass Jones is the only child of Lord and Lady Eustass; or at least that's what the world is told. Join Jones as she scours the Grand Line in search of love, freedom, and her hero. Law/OC.
A/N: This will be the only time I mention this. I do not own OP or any song I use in this story. Thanks and enjoy.
"Could you stop that insistent racket?" A man with handsome features and thick, wavy brunette locks rose from his seat. He was scowling at a young, ginger haired girl. This girl was sitting in the arms of a young teen that much resembled her, in-between the Lord and Lady of the land.
"Yes, dear, please stop making noise," the Lady requested.
The girl quieted, looking up at the boy holding her with tears in her large, amber eyes. Anger swept through the boys aristocratic features "It's not noise," he snarled, "it's song."
The tall man opposite the family stood and towered over the teen. "Keep your place, boy! You're lucky I'm accepting this brat," he waved a gloved hand at the trembling girl, "as my fiancé! Any woman would-"
Seething, the boy set the girl on the floor in front of him with a gentle hand and stood. "You're conceited, self-righteous, bastard and an ugly git at that!" He reared his fist and hit the man in the gut, causing him to double over. "An asshole like you has no place or worth here! There's no way I would ever allow my sister to wed a fuck-hole like you!"
As the bachelor rose, face contorted with fury, he saw the silhouette of the small girl walking out of the room hand-in-hand with the taller, spike-haired child.
The two royal children had walked all through the last hours of daylight until they reached their sanctuary: a hallow formed by the trunks and boughs of a hundred willow trees, high in the rolling hills that isolated their Kingdom. By then the tears had disappeared from the girl's eyes but the pain of the insults delivered by her mother and suitor still stung. Her brother's anger had yet to dissipate and still controlled his thoughts and actions, causing him to pace in front of the young girl and swear at the sky.
"That motherfucking bastard, how dare he insult you?"
The girl looked up, wide-eyed, at her brother from her seat on a large fallen trunk. The boy sighed and averted his eyes. "I'm sorry, Jo. You deserve a better life than this." There was a sorrow the girl had never seen before in her brother's eyes, a boy who was always so confident and outspoken. But she always felt something unsettling inside his heart, a growing discomfort that he hid behind his violent actions.
"It is not too different from yours, Brother," the girl murmured, grinning up at her sibling. "Yours is just the boy version."
He shook his head. "Jo, I'm leaving this life," he stated after a moment's silence. He stopped pacing and stood in front of her, taking her hands in his before dropping onto his haunches.
"Where are you going?"
A twang of guilt and pain stabbed the boy's heart as he stared at the innocent wonder in his sister's eyes. The one thing he cared for in this world was his younger sister and no matter how much he longed to take her with him, the place he was destined to travel was too dangerous.
"Big Brother?"
"I'm leaving, Jo, in a few years time. I'm going to open water, to the Grand Line. To be free and to become a pirate." He expected Jo to break into tears, begging him not to leave her.
"To become Pirate King!" the girl added, cheerfully.
He couldn't help but laugh at her enthusiasm, but dread the thought of facing her when the day really came that he departed. The laugh that came out of his mouth sounded ironic to his ears. "Yes, to become Pirate King."
Years later, in the light of the earliest morn, the same two children stood at the dock, loading the last of the goods and supplies into a small dingy. No one was yet awake to witness to the Prince and Princess's treachery.
Finally, the last wooden crate was loaded and the two siblings faced each other, dreading the moment they would have to watch the other fade from their vision.
"It's time, Jo, I'm leaving." He stood tall and refused to let his emotions rule him as when he was a child. He still felt pity for his sister, for having to bear this burden, now alone, but he was slowly convincing himself that one day leaving her like this will have paid off and will have helped her.
"I know," Jones replied with teary eyes. "Will I ever see you again?" Using the sleeve of her nightgown she reached to wipe away the tears that fell but Kidd caught her arm, lowering it to her side in disapproval of her unladylike actions and wiped the tears away with a handkerchief from his pocket.
"Of course." the man replied, appalled. "Once I'm Pirate King I'll come and take you with me, out to sea and away from this accursed life. But in the mean time you have to be a princess, Jones, you have to behave."
"But how will you find me?"
At this the man grinned, laughing to himself about his sister's disregard for his orders. "Not a person in the world has a voice as beautiful as yours. That's-"
"But I can't," the girl protested, backing away from her brother. "Mother and Father forbade me from singing, a noisy child is bad for their reputation and after I ate that-"
Kidd's hand snapped out and harshly clamped down on her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. "Don't say it, Jones, don't you dare. Eating one of those doesn't make you a monster. Don't listen to people; they don't know what beauty is." He blinked slowly before staring the girl in the eye. "You like singing, don't you?" He crouched at her level and held her chin with one hand, forcing her to meet his eye.
"More than anything in the world," Jones replied meekly, trying hard to avoid her brother's willful gaze.
"So, don't you ever stop. No matter what anyone says. They're fuckers anyway. You just keep singing and don't let anyone tell you otherwise, got it?"
The sun rose higher on the horizon, and, unbeknownst to Jones and her brother, the King and Queen were on their way to the docks.
"Got it?"
"Yes," she squeaked, rushing into her brother's arms. She felt the fur of his coat wrap around her protectively, and she could make out his powerful heartbeat beneath her.
"Good, and if you just keep doing that I'll find you; I'll find you no matter what."
"Jones, K –!"
"Shit," he shouted,looking at the frantic form of his mother. He released his sister and ruffled her hair before leaping into the dingy and shoving away from the dock. The small sails opened up and soon the man was sailing full speed into the horizon.
"Good bye, Brother! Be sure to become king: King of the Pirates!"
After watching her brother sail into the distance Jones was caught by her parents and locked away in the castle for fear she too would tarnish the Eustass family name.
Soon after realizing their beloved son did not intend to return, the Lord and Lady exiled him and erased his name from their family; they rid the entire island of any evidence of his existence. Feeling still the presence of their lost son, the Lord had his entire kingdom moved to a large forested island at the entrance to the Grand Line.
After the loss of her brother and the replacement of her home, Princess Jones fell silent. Slowly becoming mute until the time of day came when she decided to sing, and every day she sang in hopes that one day her brother would find her again.