It's been awhile since I've written anything. Well, I should say posted anything. Feels good to do so again. For One Piece fandom, I've switched ships...and I don't think I'm leaving it any time soon. Anywho, I wanted to write a high school-themed one, but add something to it, so I'm adding a supernatural twist. You'll see what I mean. Devil Fruits are still a thing, though only Paramecia and Logia-types exist, as does Haki. And the setting is the Grand Line, though a bit different: its a megalopolis (which is a very large, heavily populated urban complex) and divided up into six distinct Districts known as the East Blue District, West Blue District, North Blue District, South Blue District, Paradise District and New World District (separated like the oceans were, but now were more like modern cities and such). As for supernaturals, the story will revolve around many types, but the main will be Vampires and Shifters, as they're equal to Humans in number; Witches/Wizards came in a close second, followed by Fae. The Supernovas exist too, and are all in High School. Everything is pretty self-explanatory, but if you have questions, just comment, or I'll add a note to explain. Well, hope you enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own anything! All of One Piece and its characters belong to the great Oda!
This is AU. Basically, all that remains are their names, faces, and a few personality traits, but other than that, the characters in this story are OOC.
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"Come on, we seriously need to talk about this," an irate orange-haired teenage girl snapped at her boneheaded leader.
Said boneheaded leader continued to eat his lunch, blissfully ignoring everything at the moment.
"Give it a rest, Nami, jeez," a green-haired teen snapped from his seat across from her at their lunch table. "You know Luffy won't pay attention to anything until after he finishes eating."
"Hey, moss head! Don't talk to Nami-swan that way," the blond sitting next to Nami growled.
That, of course, started the usual shouting match between the two teens that would've quickly escalated into a physical altercation if the black-haired beauty seated beside Zoro hadn't intervened.
"Sanji, I'm quite sure Zoro didn't mean to disrespect Nami in any way. Right, Zoro?" Robin said, smiling sweetly at her boyfriend while he narrowed his eyes back at her before rolling them and scoffing, yet backing down. "See?"
"Of course, Robin-chawn!" Sanji all but sung out, hearts in his eyes. "Anything you say."
Zoro scoffed again, this time in disgust at Sanji's usual amorous behavior.
"But we are going to talk about this, right?" a high-strung, curly-haired teen asked, hands tinkering with something, as he'd already finished his lunch, before handing a tool to the blue-haired young man sitting next to him.
The teen grabbed it before all but shouting, "OW! I'm sure we'll supah talk about it once Luffy finishes eating, Usopp."
Usopp sighed out before shrugging. "Guess you're right, Franky. Nothing can ever get done until the food is gone, huh?" Usopp then looked at the youngest teen at their lunch table, sitting across from him, nose buried in a book. "Interesting reading there, Chopper? You haven't had said a word all lunch." Usopp smiled, a lighthearted tone to his words.
The brunet looked up from his medical textbook, a light blush spreading across his face. "Sorry, Usopp. I didn't mean to ignore you guys." He put a bookmark in the page and closed it, returning the tome to his backpack. "Bepo loaned it to me and I didn't want to keep it longer than necessary."
"Bepo?" the whole table looked over at their crew's leader as he finally spoke, the lunch that was set in front of him completely gone now. "Torao's friend?"
"Yeah." Chopper said, smiling some. "It has some interesting medical techniques in it that I haven't heard of before." He pursed his lips in thought. "I think Law was the one who loaned it to Bepo, come to think of it. He has a lot of them, apparently."
Before Luffy could speak again, he was silenced with a sharp look from Nami that made him shrink in his seat slightly.
"Now that you're finished eating, Luffy, we need to talk about these attacks that have been happening to us!" Nami exclaimed, slamming her hand down on the table, ignoring the slight sparks that shot out of her hand at the motion.
"Nami's correct." Robin said, wiping her mouth lightly with a napkin. "They've been increasing in intensity for the past two weeks since the first one a month ago."
"And there's no way they aren't connected." Nami stated. "They're too consistent."
"So someone's after us." Zoro deadpanned, running a hand through his hair. "That's not exactly new."
"But who?" Usopp asked, finally putting away whatever he was tinkering with into his backpack. "We haven't actively pissed anyone off lately, have we?"
Everyone exchanged looks at that, then shook their heads.
"Well, we sometimes do rub some people the wrong way without trying." Sanji said loosely, fingers twirling a pencil, though he desperately wished it was his usual cigarette. Stupid school rules about not smoking on the campus.
"That may be true, but the ferocity at which they are coming after us tells me that the reason for the attacks is much deeper than a passing grudge." Robin said seriously, leaning comfortably against Zoro when he wrapped an arm around her. "But as to what that reason is, we have yet to find out."
"Luffy?" Zoro asked, seeing as the black-haired teen had been quiet for most of the conversation. "What do you think about all this?"
Luffy sighed out, leaning against the table as he glanced around at his crew, his best friends, his nakama. He honestly didn't know what to say to them.
For the past month, each member of the Straw Hat Crew—both the main members and associates—had been attacked by a mystery group that none of them had ever come in contact with before. After the first week passed by and the attacks hadn't ceased, they then realized it wasn't a random event and had to start staying in groups whenever they went somewhere. Their cars had even been tampered with—which made them take their vehicles to Franky's adoptive dad's garage to get checked out, as well all of their family members' cars. Furthermore, Luffy, Zoro and Sanji had always made sure to stay with the "weaker" members of the crew, given that they were strongest as well as the top three "executives" of the Straw Hats. There had been no clues left behind after the attacks nor any threatening messages left for any of the members to find that would give them at least an idea as to who was attacking them, or why. But they had nothing so far. It was frustrating.
"We just need to keep being careful." Luffy finally said, setting his straw hat back on top of his head. "They'll make a mistake soon." He smiled from under the brim, cracking his knuckles. "And when they do, we'll kick all their asses!"
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*DESCRIPTIONS AHEAD! DON'T LIKE, SKIP AHEAD!*
16-year-old Monkey D. Luffy—known to everyone as "Straw Hat"—was the leader of one of the nine infamous Supernova Crews of the Six Districts—the Straw Hat Crew. He's a Sophomore, 5'7½", and had mediumish, messy raven black hair with choppy, sporadic fringe, wide, round chocolate brown eyes, that always seemed to give off an innocent shine, light tan skin, and a lean, muscular body; he also had sharpish upper-canine teeth and underneath his left eye was a horizontal scar with two stitches. Usually hanging from a chin-string over his shoulder blades or placed on his head was an old, worn straw hat with a red ribbon circling it—this was where he got his epithet from and what his crew was named after. Luffy had eaten the Gum-Gum Devil Fruit, which gave him the properties of highly-stretchable rubber, was a highly-adaptive combatant, though was a master in Karate, Kung-Fu and Taekwondo, and could use all three variations of Haki (Observation, Armament, Conqueror's).
The second-in-command of the Straw Hat Crew was the 17-year-old Roronoa Zoro, also known as "Santoryu Demon". He's 5'10", a Junior, and had cropped, slightly slicked back, messy light leaf green hair, hunter green eyes, golden tan skin, a sinewy, athletic body, a massive stitched scar stretching from his left shoulder to right hip, and stitched scars circling either ankle; he had sharpish canine teeth, dangling from his left ear were three identical gold teardrop earrings, and bundled over his right hip were his three katanas—a white one (Wadō Ichimonji), a dark reddish-brown one (Kitetsu III), and a black one (Shusui). His epithet mostly came from his personally-developed style, Santoryu (three-sword style), which contributed to him being an extremely powerful master swordsman, though was still quite adept in using only one or two swords; he could also use two of the variations of Haki (Observation, Armament).
17-year-old Mandarina Nami—who served as the brains of the crew, as well as the advisor—was also known as "Cat Burglar". She's a Junior, 5'6½", and had straight, shoulder-length hair the color of tangerines with choppy bangs worn back from her face and a single chin-length side-lock on the left side, chestnut brown eyes, fair skin, and a slender, well-endowed, hourglass figure; around her left wrist was a gold bracelet and orange wristwatch and covering her left deltoid was an indigo tattoo that represented a tangerine and pinwheel. Nami's main powers lied in her skill of Bōjutsu with her specially made bō-staff (Perfect Clima-Tact), genius in tactics, math, meteorology, directions and money, and excellent thieving and pickpocketing prowess.
The sniper, technology expert, and jack-of-all-trades of the crew would be the 16-year-old Tirador Usopp, otherwise known as "Sniper King". He's a Sophomore, 5'8½", and had nape-length, ringleted black hair, usually kept underneath a bandana, dark brown eyes, a cinnamon complexion, a slim, athletic body, thick lips, and a really abnormally long nose; he had sharp upper-canine teeth and kept on top of his head were his pair of specialized sniper goggles. Usopp had exceptional marksmanship abilities with any weapon he picked up—though mainly relied on his own personal weapon, a giant green slingshot by the name of Kabuto—as well as having impeccable eyesight, and was now mastering how to use his Observation Haki; he also was an incredible liar with a talent of making up elaborate tall-tales that he could convince others was the truth.
17-year-old Rouge Sanji—also known as "Black Leg"—was the third-in-command of the Straw Hats, as well as their chef. He's a Junior, 5'9½", and had medium-longish, straight golden-yellow blond hair with the long fringe kept brushed over the left side of his face, light tan skin, Carolina-blue eyes, a small, dark goatee, and a sinewy, long-legged body; he had sharpish canine teeth, his eyebrows both formed a spiral to the left, and you could almost always find a cigarette hanging out of his mouth. His main power lied in his legs and feet, which was were his epithet came from—a fighting style by the same name, a combination of Capoeira, Chángquán, Taekwondo, Muay Thai, Savate and Blood Leg, that was inspired by his adoptive father, Zeff—and, like Zoro, he was a master in the two variations of Haki; also learnt from his adoptive father was Sanji's phenomenal cooking skills, honed over the years of working in Zeff's five-star restaurant, The Baratie.
The youngest of the crew was the 14-year-old Tony Tony Chopper—also known by his epithet "Sakura"—who had skipped ahead a year due to his prodigal genius in the medical field, served as the Straw Hats' doctor for that very reason. He's a Freshman, 5'6½", and had shortish-medium, shaggy dark brunet hair with messy fringe, large charcoal gray eyes, light tan skin, and a slim, wiry body; he had sharpish canine teeth, underneath his left ear was a jagged scar, and usually on his head was a large pale red/pink fuzzy top hat with a sideways white medical cross on the front. Despite his young age, Chopper possessed a vast knowledge of both medicine and medical drugs as well as the preparations of most remedies and ointments, and was capable of administering surgery, blood transfusions, resuscitation, and surgeries in the field. Most of his medical knowledge came from the fact that his mother (as well was his father before he'd died) was a highly-skilled doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the Grand Line megalopolis—Cherry Blossom Medical Hospital.
18-year-old Nico Robin—well-known by everybody as "Devil Woman"—served as the historian and, like Nami, the brains of the crew. She's a Senior, 6', and had straight, scapula-length ebony black hair with blunt bangs and twin shoulder-length side-locks, sky blue eyes, a long, thin, defined nose, light tan skin, a slender, well-endowed, hourglass figure with long legs and arms, and sharpish canine teeth. Robin's a certified genius with a high aptitude in academics and research and held a vast knowledge of history and cultures. Like Luffy, she also ate a Devil Fruit, the Flower-Flower Fruit, which allowed her to spread her body parts on any surface—including her own body, other bodies and other objects—allowing her to create copies of them. With help from her Fruit, she excelled in Judo, often incapacitating others by breaking their necks or backs, and had a mastery over Observation Haki.
Last of the crew was the Senior, 18-year-old Cutty Flam, more commonly called Franky under extreme insistence of the teen, and he was the inventor, carpenter and mechanic of the crew. He's a powerfully built young man with a height of 7'5½" and relatively enormous forearms with comparably small biceps; he had longish cyan blue hair sticking up like a large pompadour at the front and the back left down and spiked out at the ends with sideburns, light tan skin, dark gray eyes, a metal-plated nose, a three-pronged chin, and a blue star tattoo on either large forearm. When he was much younger, he was severely injured in an accident that killed his parents, and, to survive, he rebuilt parts of his body using pieces of scrap metal, turning himself into a cola-powered cyborg with superhuman strength and a whole bunch of other interesting features. His fighting style mostly revolved around Boxing, but he didn't hesitate to fight dirty if needed, and also happened to be a mechanical, carpentry and inventing prodigy as well as a genius builder and contractor. Thanks to his very unique body, he'd earned the epithet "Cyborg".
Now, New World Private Academy was a very exclusive private educational institute that only accepted a certain type of student, and that was the Half-Breeds—which were basically half-Human/half-Supernatural. Everyone in the Straw Hat Crew was a Half-Breed, all except for Franky who was technically a Cyborg-Human, so the Academy let it slide. Zoro's Supernatural half was a Shadow Demon; Nami's was a Weather Witch; Usopp's was a Vampire; Sanji's was an Unseelie Fae; Chopper's was a Shifter—reindeer, to be more specific; and Robin's was Fae, like Sanji, though hers was Seelie. Luffy was a super rare Half-Breed, since there were only four of his kind known to exist: Luffy was a half-Slayer/half-Vampire. Slayers were technically considered to be human, just with a special gene that gave them heightened senses and almost Supernatural capabilities, plus a predisposition for fighting, a natural immunity to any Supernatural's power over the mind, and the ability to determine if a person was a Supernatural just by sight, and if so, what kind of Supernatural that person was.
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"What the hell did you just say to me, Trafalgar!?"
The Straw Hats—and about every student who was in the vicinity—turned around to look when the loud, angry voice reverberated across the lunch courtyard, seeing a fuming redhead—a familiar face, at least to the Straw Hats—standing in front of a familiar lunch table.
"Stop barking like a rabid dog, Eustass," drawled the low, smooth voice of a black-haired teen as he lazily looked up from the book he was reading, a small smirk playing on his lips. "You're starting to give me a headache."
Luffy, once he'd realized who it was, completely tuned out the argument happening as his eyes stayed glued to the older black-haired teen, taking the time to drink him in, eyes running over every inch of him like he was suddenly going to learn or see something new. He knew that wasn't possible, though; Luffy had memorized almost everything about him awhile ago, but he figured that was the result of having a crush on the older teen for the past three years.
Luffy didn't understand why or how he'd fallen so hard, so fast for him, for Trafalgar Law, he just knew the second he'd laid eyes on Law for the first time three years ago that that was it. He'd never wanted anyone else after that—not that he'd wanted anyone before that, but that's beside the point—and yet, he'd rarely ever spoken with Law, or really interacted with him. Not that they were on bad terms or anything—Robin had once described it as being a friendly, yet neutral relationship between the two—and Chopper was pretty close with Law and his friends, given their mutual understanding of anything medical and their similar classes of the same nature, but that was the extent of their interactions.
Luffy sighed. He'd kind of wished it was more, even if it was like what Law and Kid were doing now—shouting and arguing—at least it was interaction. As hard as it was to believe, Luffy had come to the realization a little bit ago that he had it really bad for Law, and he was almost one-hundred percent certain he was in love with the older teen; all of these intense emotions couldn't mean anything else, at least to Luffy's simple mind. But he didn't know if he could actually do anything about it. Law was absolutely stunning, one of the most lusted after at the school if he had to guess, and he could have anyone he wanted… so why would he settle on someone like Luffy? It depressed him every time he thought about it, which was something Luffy rarely ever felt.
RIIIINNNGGG
The loud ringing of the bell, signaling the end of lunch, jarred Luffy out of his thoughts as he hurried to collect his things as his crew, and the other students, did the same. After throwing away his trash from lunch, and before going with his friends into the school, Luffy chanced a look back at where Law had been sitting, only to see an empty table. Law and his crew had already left.
"Dammit," Luffy murmured to himself when he felt his heart twist almost painfully in his chest before Zoro calling his name had him looking up.
"You coming?" the green-haired teen called, lagging behind slightly. "If you're late to class again, your grandpa's gonna kill you."
Luffy winced in memory before running to catch up with Zoro, falling into step with his second-in-command as they returned to the school building and back to their classes.
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18-year-old Trafalgar D. Water Law—known throughout as the "Surgeon of Death"—was also the leader of one of the nine infamous Supernova Crews—the Heart Crew. He was a Senior, 6'1", and had mediumish, somewhat messy raven black hair with choppy, sporadic fringe and sideburns, usually topped by a white northern-style fur hat with dark brown spots on the bottom and along the thick rim, slate gray eyes with faint shadows just below them, olive tan skin, a small, black goatee, a pair of small gold hoops hanging from either ear, a lean, muscular body, and sharpish upper-canine teeth. His most prominent and distinguishing feature would've had to be his multiple elaborate, almost tribal-like tattoos: the capital letters D, E, A, T and H, in black, on the back of his left fingers; a black filled-in circle with T protrusions in four directions on the back of either hand; a black filled-in circle with T protrusions in six directions surrounded by an elliptical sun-like shape on either forearm; a black tribal-style heart on either deltoid; a black elaborate tribal-style heart covering his chest with a smiley face under the top-curls of the heart (over the sternum); and a black circle with T protrusions in six directions and a smiley face in the center (his crew's mark) covering his back. Law's a prodigally and phenomenally skilled surgeon (despite being so young) and certified genius, had immense physical strength and tactical prowess, and was a highly skilled swordsman with his nodachi, Kikoku; he had also eaten a Devil Fruit, the Op-Op Fruit, which gave him the ability to create a spherical territory of light blue aura, called a Room, where he's capable of separating and spatially displacing anything and everything inside (including himself)—referred to as that he could "operate" on anything within the spherical "operating room"—and also had control over all three forms of Haki.
The second-in-command of the Heart Crew was Law's 17-year-old god-sister, Don Quixote Fai, though was usually just called by her nickname—Baby 5—or known by her epithet, "Buki Buki". She's a Junior, 5'8", and had waist-length, slightly curled black hair with a purple tint, choppy bangs that swept to the left, and twin shoulder-length side-locks, topped by a white lace headband, big, round iris purple eyes, fair skin, a slender, well-endowed, hourglass figure, and sharpish canine teeth; usually held between her painted red lips was a cigarette and covering her back was a burgundy red tribal-style heart tattoo. She had also eaten a Devil Fruit, the Arms-Arms Fruit, giving her the ability to change her entire body into any kind of weapon preferred—she could transform parts of her body into either blades or firearms, or her entire body into a giant sword, missile, or sickle. She was also skilled in espionage, had a habit of carrying an assortment of weapons on various parts of her person, giving her a mastery over a wide-range of combat skills, and had control over two variations of Haki.
18-year-old Porter Bepo—known widely as "Snow Bear"—served as the third-in-command of the crew, as well as their adviser, and was Law's best friend. He's a Senior, 8'10", and had short, scruffy white blond hair, smoky gray eyes, snowy white skin, a sinewy, athletic build, and sharpish canine teeth; due to some genetic abnormality, both his lips and fingernails were black, and he had two pale gray tattoos—over his mid-back was a snowflake shape and covering his chest was a circle with T protrusions in six directions and a smiley face in the center. He's highly trained in Kung-Fu and possessed Observation Haki, as well as being particularly good with directions and cartography and well-trained in the medical field.
Serving as the sniper and gossip of the crew was the 18-year-old Catala Shachi, also known as "Orca". He's a Senior, 6', and had shoulder-length, layered auburn brunet hair with choppy fringe, usually topped by a turquoise Casquette hat with a pale red brim, whiskey brown eyes, light tan skin, and a lean, muscular build; going down either arm were dark red branch-design tattoos, tattooed over his chest was a dark red circle with T protrusions in six directions and a smiley face in the center, and usually kept on his forehead were a pair of black sunglasses. He had exceptional marksmanship abilities, usually with guns, as well as swordsmanship skills, could use Observation Haki, and was a highly-qualified inventor, mechanic and carpenter and quite the accomplished surgeon (like most of the crew was); Shachi could also be considered the "Gossip King" as he had his ear to almost every gossip grapevine, knowing things before anybody else could or things he probably shouldn't know; true or false, right or wrong, it didn't matter, Shachi would discover it and immediately spread it around.
18-year-old Manchot Penguin—also widely known as "Arctic"—was the chef for the crew. He's a Senior, 5'11", and had cropped dark brunet hair, usually covered by a black cap with a yellow brim, red pompom on top, and PENGUIN displayed on the front, dark brown eyes, golden tan skin, a lean, muscular build, and sharpish canine teeth; curling around either arm were black swirl-design tattoos—from shoulder to hand—and tattooed over his chest was a black circle with T protrusions in six directions and a smiley face in the center. Penguin was a high-class chef, an accomplished surgeon, an incredibly strong swimmer, and a master in Sōjutsu with his weapon, a spear (Forsteri).
Serving as the technological expert was 18-year-old Diehl Jacqueline "Jackie"—also known as "Camellia". She's a Senior, 5'7", and had waist-length, wavy honey blonde hair, usually worn back in a low ponytail, with choppy bangs, indigo eyes covered by silver thin-framed glasses, light tan skin, sharpish canine teeth, and a slender, well-endowed, hourglass figure; tattooed down the right side of her body—from shoulder to hip—were several red camellia flowers intertwined with tiny hearts. She was a technological prodigy, a skilled inventor and historian, and a math and science genius; she was also a master in Kusarigamajutsu, deadly with her weapon of choice, an okinawan kusarigama (Le Camélia).
18-year-old Diehl Evan—widely known as "Feu"—was the inventor of the crew, as well as Jackie's twin brother. He's a Senior, 5'11", and had shortish-medium, messy golden blond hair with choppy fringe pushed back from his face, usually covered by a purple cap, bright indigo eyes covered by silver half-rimmed glasses, light tan skin, sharpish canine teeth, and a lean, muscular build; tattooed down the left side of his body—from shoulder to hip—were elaborate black flames with tiny tribal-style hearts interspaced between. Like his sister, he was a math and science genius, as well as a skilled inventor and carpenter; his fighting skills lied in his swordsmanship with his weapon of a short sword (Iridaceae).
17-year-old Rojan Ariana, cousin to Jackie and Evan, was the carpenter and mechanic of the crew, and was often called "Scarlet Blade". She was a Junior, 5'5", and had lower back-length, curly sherry red hair with twin chest-length side-locks, hazel green eyes, fair skin primarily covered in freckles, sharpish canine teeth, and a slender, well-endowed, hourglass figure; tattooed over her right shoulder blade was an emerald green branch-themed celtic cross with a celtic heart in the center of it. She talked in a light Irish accent, was a highly-skilled musician, and specialized in carpentry and mechanics; like her male cousin, her fighting skills lied in a sword, though her specialty was Nitōjutsu, which meant she used two swords—twin nagamaki (Scarlet Devils), to be precise—to fight with.
Like with the Straw Hats—as well as the other Supernova Crews—the Hearts were all Half-Breeds. Baby 5's Supernatural half was an Unseelie Fae; Bepo's was a Shifter, a polar bear; Shachi's was an Air Wizard; Penguin's was also a Shifter, though his was a penguin; and Jackie, Evan and Ariana's were all Demons—Ice for Jackie, Fire for Evan and Nature for Ariana. Then there was Law, who was the exact same thing as Luffy—he was one of the four in existence, the other being Luffy, and the last two both being related to the two teens—a half-Slayer/half-Vampire.
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"Yeah, Zoro, I know," Luffy said for the tenth time as he switched his cellphone to his other ear. "I'll call you as soon as I get there! Jeez, you're worse than my brothers sometimes." Luffy glanced around the street once more as he ignored Zoro continuing to yell at him before finally cutting him off. "Yeah, yeah. I know. Talk to you later, Zoro."
Luffy ended the call before slipping his smartphone—encased in a dark red phone case—into his pocket as he continued on his way to Party's Diner—a small cafe owned and ran by Domon Makino, someone who Luffy treated as an older sister and basically helped in raising him—to wait for Zoro. The original plan was for Zoro to drive the two of them over there, where they were going to meet up with the rest of the crew (after they went home and changed), but Zoro's adoptive dad (Dracule Mihawk) had called him right before they were leaving the school; he'd needed Zoro to drop something off at the dojo (Dracule Martial Arts Association, DMAA) Mihawk owned and ran…and you couldn't exactly say no to the man. After arguing with the green-haired teen for ten minutes, he finally convinced Zoro that he was more than capable of walking to Party's by himself, even with the attacks going on. In his opinion, Zoro worried too much sometimes.
He was about a half-a-mile from his destination when Luffy felt it—he wasn't alone anymore, and the people convening on him had less than friendly intentions. He slowed his pace some, but didn't stop walking—not wanting to tip off his pursuers that he'd discovered them—before suddenly throwing himself sideways, flipping some before pushing back upright with one hand as something then flew through right where he had been standing. He threw his backpack off to the side and widened his stance some, preparing himself for a fight.
It was less than a second later that Luffy found himself surrounded by a group of about fifteen, maybe twenty men; unfair odds, if he was anybody else. Not waiting another second, Luffy attacked, shouting, "Gum-Gum Gatling!" as he used his stretching ability to bring his fists forward repeatedly in a blurry, rapid barrage of strong punches, knocking out the seven men who'd been standing in front of him almost instantly and sending them flying. Dodging another attack, he vaguely noticed one of them bring out a gun, but didn't pay it much attention since bullets bounced off of him.
That was his mistake.
Luffy stumbled back a few steps when he felt something penetrate his shoulder, followed by a familiar numbing sensation nearly a millisecond later; Luffy cursed as he forced himself to stay upright and conscious, even as the sea stone now inside him was draining his energy away. He shouldn't have played off the gun—he knew better than that—since it didn't shoot regular bullets, but sea stone ones. Those didn't bounce off of him and now he had that stupid stone stuck inside of him. His whole left arm and shoulder was numb and useless by now, but he couldn't let that stop him. He was alone, without his crew, or anyone else for that matter, so he couldn't give up…or he'd be dead, and that was not going to happen.
Dammit, why didn't he listen to Zoro? He was totally screwed if something didn't happen soon.
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"I don't care if Corazon's house is like Fort Knox, Baby, I don't want you staying there alone." Law argued to his god-sister, glancing over at her quickly before returning his eyes to the road. "Especially with these attacks going on. Any of us are a target."
Baby 5 rolled her eyes, but gave up on arguing. Law was just too stubborn sometimes. "Fine. I'll stay at your place until Cora gets back from his trip. Happy?"
Law rolled his eyes. "Oh, very. Thank you for doing something I had been telling you to do for the past ten minutes."
"Don't be a jackass, Law." Baby 5 sassed, leaning back in the passenger seat of Law's Porsche Cayenne. "I was only trying to say that—wait, Law! Stop the car!"
Law reflexively slammed his foot on the brake at Baby 5's shout, whipping to glare at her a second later. "What the hell?!"
"Look!" Baby 5 shouted back, pointing at something in front of them.
Law looked at what Baby 5 was motioning at before his eyes widened some. What the hell? It looked like a group of maybe fifteen men were standing in a loose circle around something that Law couldn't see, and one of them was definitely holding a gun. He put his car in park before quietly opening his door and getting out, Baby 5 doing the same thing, and gave another glance around, now seeing that there seemed to be some signs of a fight and about…maybe six or seven more guys knocked out a few feet away.
"Just give it up, you brat!" he heard one of the men shout, probably at whoever was in the center of the circle. "You can barely stand now!"
Law felt it before he saw it happen, but the man who had shouted was punched straight in the face, sending him flying backward and onto the ground, and that was when Law finally saw who it was they were attacking.
"Law, isn't that—" Baby 5 started, gripping his sleeve.
"Straw Hat." Law muttered, eyes landing on the younger black-haired teen. And he looked awful, pale and sweating and barely staying up.
"Shut up! Some stupid bullet won't keep me down!" Luffy shouted back, eyes narrowed stubbornly. "Bring it on!"
"Sea stone isn't something you can just walk off, Straw Hat. Especially not to a Devil Fruit user like you!" another of the men shouted before being kicking in the gut by Luffy.
But that was the extent of the fight Luffy had left in him, it seemed, as he started listing sideways, looking about to drop, though, true to form, Luffy was trying to resist every second of it.
"Law!" Baby 5 exclaimed quietly, gripping his sleeve tighter. "Do something!"
But Baby 5 hadn't needed to say anything. Law already had his hand out, a Room forming around them before he pushed it wider to encompass the small group of men as well. With a quick flick of the wrist and a Shambles, Law switched himself with Luffy, landing in the center of the men with a wicked smirk on his lips.
"That wasn't very fair of you." Law said sarcastically, a small Room forming around his hand before Kikoku landed in his upturned palm. "Fighting fifteen on one like that."
He heard the men start whispering, definitely hearing his name mentioned, before he had enough of waiting; sooner he finished here, the sooner he could tend to Straw Hat. Why he cared so much about that, he would look into at a later time. After glancing quickly over to where he had been standing—seeing that Baby 5 was crouched down next to Luffy, trying to wake him up—he cast another Room around himself and the group before sliding Kikoku out of her sheath slowly.
"Now, let's have some fun." Law smirked darkly before slicing his nodachi several times around him, watching as the men came apart in several pieces, all yelling and screaming in confusion and fear. He swirled his hands around, making the body parts spin around the circumference of his Room, before swiping his hands down several times, attaching the body parts at random; it ended up being a mishmash of random body pieces attached to parts they definitely didn't originally belong to, just like he'd planned. To be honest, he'd wanted to do more—inflict more pain, more chaos, maybe experiment a little bit on their pain tolerance—but Baby 5 shouting at him had Law looking over.
"He's not looking too good, Law!" Baby 5 shouted, flitting her hands around Luffy's head with a worried look. "We need to go!"
Law grumbled but nodded, dropping his Room and walking over to the two, but not before glancing over the men one last time, making sure they were out of commission. He didn't know what made him stop, but whatever it was, he's glad he did, because that's when he saw it. That mark, he'd seen it before.
"Law!" Baby 5 snapped worriedly.
"Coming." Law muttered as he ran over to them, tucking away the tidbit he'd learned for later consideration, and glanced quickly over Luffy, seeing why Baby 5 was so worried—Luffy was barely breathing now, pulse hardly visible, and he was pale and sweating profusely. His condition was worsening. Sea stone could be a bitch.
Handing Kikoku to Baby 5, Law reached down and scooped Luffy up—idly noticing just how light he was—before moving to the car, waiting as Baby 5 opened the back door so he could slide the younger teen inside.
"Sit back here with him. I don't want his body jostled too much, since I don't know how secure that bullet inside of him is. We don't need it moving around." Law instructed and Baby 5 nodded as she went around to the other side, sliding in the backseat a second later, setting Kikoku down on the floor before lifting Luffy's head to rest on her lap. Law shut the door and, after glancing around once more and spotting something, made a quick Room and brought Luffy's backpack to him before getting back in the driver's seat, throwing the bag onto the passenger side, and then shifting the car into drive once he knew everything and everyone was secured. "Also, could you call Lammy and tell her to go home with Sugar and Dellinger?"
"Of course." Baby 5 said, grabbing her burgundy-encased smartphone from her backpack and pulling up the familiar contact of her god-sister. Once she opened it, she clicked on the number and put the phone to her ear, waiting for Lammy to answer.
Law and Baby 5 had been on their way to pick up Law's younger sister, Lammy, from her martial arts practice at DMAA, which was why the two were even in the East Blue District in the first place, even though Law lived in the North Blue (and Baby 5 in the New World District). Lucky thing they were, or Luffy might not had made it. Law flicked his eyes to the rearview mirror, taking in Baby 5 talking on the phone and Luffy's harshly breathing form as the sea stone continued to drain his energy. Both Law and Baby 5 had been exposed to the stone before, and they knew how much it sucked to be touched with the stuff, how goddamn weak it made you feel.
"Okay. Talk to you soon, then. Bye." Baby 5 hung up her phone before sliding it back into her bag.
"Well?" Law asked, hands clenched on the steering wheel as he finally turned into his neighborhood, Flevance, and began making his way to his house.
"She said she would." Baby 5 answered, shifting slightly before glancing down at the younger teen. "I wonder who it was that attacked him?"
Law's mind flashed to the mark he saw on the group of men before shaking his head; he wasn't going to bring it up until he had the time to think it through, and that was not now. "Well, I highly doubt the Straw Hats have a short list of enemies. Going from their reputation alone, they've taken down a lot of powerful people or groups who would love revenge."
"Yeah…but I don't think that's it." Baby 5 said, moving the straw hat that was on his head to his chest so she could run a few fingers through his hair in comfort when Luffy's face started twisting in pain. "There was something different about it." She hummed lightly. "Almost reminded me of our attacks."
Law didn't say anything to that, though silently agreed with her, as he pulled into his driveway and opened the garage door, parking his car inside. He turned it off and hopped out, opening the back door so he could pull Luffy out. He pushed open the door and went down the few stairs before rushing over to the "media room" that had been converted into a fully-functioning infirmary. He laid Luffy down on the operation table and, no time to be careful, took a pair of scissors that Baby 5 suddenly handed him and cut Luffy's uniform shirt and vest off of him, pulling his tie off a second later; luckily, Luffy wasn't wearing the jacket when he was attacked, so that was one less thing Law had to deal with. Speaking of jackets, Law took his own off, followed by his tie, throwing both off to the side before rolling up his dress shirt sleeves and undoing the top few buttons. Pulling the light Baby 5 turned on for him over where the wound was, he finally got a good look at it.
It looked like any bullet wound he'd seen before, so it shouldn't be too hard to get the bullet out, but he'd have to be careful. One wrong move could send the bullet further in or break it into pieces, and since it was a sea stone bullet, that was something he couldn't afford to do. Breathing out slowly, he glanced over at Baby 5 as he formed a Room around him and the operating table.
"I need a scalpel." Law said, pulling on a pair of surgical gloves before quickly running a Scan, wanting to find the exact placement of the bullet. "I'm going to have to make a slight incision directly over the bullet so I can pull it out quickly. I'm also going to have to do that without either of us touching it, so grab a metal bowl that I can drop it into."
Baby 5 nodded and ran to the opposite side of the room as Law pinpointed the exact location before reaching behind him, grabbing a sharpie, and then marking the place with it. Baby 5 returned with what he'd asked for and, after asking her to clean the area, he leaned over the smaller body and pressed the sharp edge of the scalpel to Luffy's skin. It took a little more pressure than usual—probably due to the rubber properties of Luffy's skin, he'd look into it in more detail later—before he sliced a straight line right underneath the left shoulder. Making sure not to breathe through his nose, Law closed his eyes to concentrate and with a few sharp, precise movements, he had the bullet flying out of the body before he caught it with a Tact and placed it in the metal bowl Baby 5 was holding. He dropped his Room once it was done, not wanting to waste anymore of his energy.
As soon as the bullet was out of Luffy's body, he began looking a whole lot better—his breathing and heart rate had evened out, he wasn't sweating anymore or twitching in pain, and he was no longer pale. His blood circulation was also better, though that turned out to be a problem, as the incision Law created started bleeding a lot more profusely than before.
"Shit!" Law cursed, quickly reaching back and grabbing a piece of gauze, slapping it over the incision to slow the bleeding down. "I need to suture this closed! Get me some thread!"
Baby 5 was already running over to the drawer where all that was usually kept, but after a few frantic seconds of searching, she turned back to Law, eyes wide. "There's none here!"
"What the hell do you mean there's none in there?!" Law shouted, adding more gauze and pressing down harder. "I just restocked a week ago."
"Your parents must of taken it." Baby 5 guessed, slamming the drawer shut, looking frantic. "What do we do?!"
Law already had an idea on what to do, but it was unconventional and dangerous. He could already feel the excess saliva flooding his mouth, but he seriously didn't want to use this method. Not only was it unsanitary, but Law wasn't sure he could control himself once he did it. He looked down at Luffy's face, seeing the peacefulness that had settled in after getting that bullet out, before sighing. He didn't really have a choice here. The question of why he cared so much resurfaced, but he squashed it down, ignoring it. He had no time for doubts or questions.
"Baby 5," Law said seriously, moving around so he was right above the wound, "I need you to come over here."
Baby 5, noting the seriousness in Law's tone, went over to stand next to him without question.
"Okay, I'm going to close his incision, but the way I have to do this is…unconventional." Law explained, though didn't look away from Luffy.
"What does that mean?" she asked, a little concerned, especially at the intent look Law was sporting right now.
"You know how a Vampire can close the wound they inflict after feeding?" Law asked, moving down some, placing one of his hands by Luffy's shoulder.
"Yeah." Baby 5 said slowly, not seeing where Law was going with this.
"That's possible because of the enzymes secreted in a Vampire's saliva when they're about to feed. It speeds up the skin's recovery and closes the wound almost instantly." Law glanced up at Baby 5 and saw the moment she finally understood what he was planning to do.
"Law, you seriously don't plan on—"
"I'm half Vampire, Fai. I can do the same thing with my saliva and close the incision." Law said, and when he used Baby 5's actual name, she knew he was serious.
"Why isn't he healing himself?" Baby 5 asked, not wanting her god-brother to do this. "Doesn't he have a fast healing rate like the rest of us?"
"I can only speculate, but I think the lingering effects of the sea stone is messing with that." Law said, placing his hand over the gauze. "I'm doing this, but I need you to stay right next to me, just in case."
Baby 5 seriously didn't want to ask. "In case of what, Law?"
Law breathed in deeply, feeling the familiar fog start to overtake his brain, before saying, "In case I can't stop." And then he lifted the gauze, throwing it off to the side, and lowered his head down; he slicked up his tongue, making sure it was covered in saliva, before dragging it over the ten millimeter incision.
Law had to stop himself from groaning aloud at the taste and actively fight his baser Vampiric instincts that yelled at him to get more, drink more. It was like nothing he had ever tasted before and it was intoxicating, and could very easily become addictive. He could faintly hear Baby 5 calling his name, but he blocked it out, taking another swipe over the incision, knowing just one coat wouldn't be enough to close it. After the second pass, he could feel his upper-canines tingle and throb, the need for his fangs to lengthen so he could pierce the skin and get more of that delicious blood now coating his tongue. Clenching his fists tightly, feeling his slightly extended nails pierce his palms, he did one more lick, this time not able to hold in the small groan from coming out, before forcefully yanking himself back and off of the smaller teen; he stumbled back and fell, landing on his ass as he fought with himself, panting as he wrestled for control, though the blood lingering on his lips and tongue did nothing to help with that…
SLAP
The hard contact of Baby 5's palm hitting his face, wrenching his head to the side, finally brought him back. He leaned forward, finally able to breathe regularly and think clearly, as he licked the last of the blood off his lips and swallowed.
"Law, are you okay?" Baby 5 asked, crouching down in front of him, a worried look on her face.
He nodded, raising his head to look at her. "Yeah, I'll be fine now. Thank you."
Baby 5 snorted. "Never thought I'd hear you thank me for slapping you."
Law chuckled some at that before looking back up at the operation table. "How is he?"
"Your little stunt worked." Baby 5 said, pushing herself upright. "The wound is closed and the bleeding stopped." She held out a hand to help him up. "But do you want to tell me what just happened?"
Law accepted the hand and pulled himself up, dusting off his pants and shirt. "What do you mean?"
Baby 5 rolled her eyes and smacked his arm. "All of that! Why did you look like you were about to go for Straw Hat's jugular just then?"
Law took a deep breath in before looking at her. "You know he's like me, right?"
Baby 5's eyebrows scrunched in confusion before it hit her. "Oh, yeah. A half-Slayer/half-Vampire."
"Correct." Law glanced down at his shirt, seeing that blood now stained it in some places; dammit, there went another shirt. He really needed to stop ruining his shirts like this. "Have you ever heard what they say about a Slayer's blood?"
She nodded. "Yeah, that it's indescribably good, the best out there." She tilted her head. "But I thought that was just a legend, a tall-tale that got spread around or something."
Law shook his head. "It's true, though many Slayers try to make it seem like legend." He looked over at Luffy, who now seemed to be sleeping rather than just unconscious. "His blood…I've never tasted anything like it."
Seeing how Law's gray eyes were starting to become glazed over, Baby 5 lightly coughed and walked closer to Luffy. "Well, he seems to be better." Law's head cleared and he looked over at his god-sister, eyebrow raised. "So, what do we do now?"
Law sighed as he walked to stand next to Baby 5. "Well, I'm going to move him to the recovery room for now, since I'm not quite sure where he lives."
Law reached down and scooped the smaller teen back into his arms, trying really hard not to notice just how warm Luffy was, and headed across the hallway to the recovery room/guest bedroom. It was an 11x12 room that was painted a taupe color and had white tiling on the floors with a tan area rug covering the center; three metal-framed platform beds were placed in the room, each one a single and each one made up with white bed sheets. It was a clean, sterile room, given Law often used it as a place for his "patients" to recover.
He walked over to the bed on the far wall and pulled back the covers before placing Luffy down, covering him back up with the sheet a second later. Glancing behind him, he saw that Baby 5 had followed behind him, carrying Luffy's backpack and straw hat with her. She placed it down on the black chair situated a little ways away from the bed before turning to face him, a question in her eyes.
Law ran a hand down his face before giving her a tired look. "I really hate to do this, but could you go pick up Lammy from Doffy's house?"
Baby 5 smiled and squeezed his arm. "Of course. Could I borrow your car?" Hers was still at her house, since she had driven in with Law that morning.
Law nodded. "Yeah. The keys are," he started reached in his pocket before seeing them in Baby 5's hand, "right there, apparently." He gave her a tired smile. "Be careful, got it?"
Baby 5 gave him a sarcastic salute. "Got it, mom." And then she left the room, Law hearing his car start and the garage door open and close before it was silent again.
He sighed out, pulling his hat off and setting it down on the black side table next to the bed, before scrubbing his hands through his hair. This was definitely not how he thought he'd be spending his evening, that's for sure. He looked down at the sleeping Luffy, breathing steady and the air around him almost…peaceful. How strange.
He carefully sat down on the bed, right beside Luffy's hip, and glanced over the younger teen. This was the first time he'd really had the chance to look at him, since any of their other interactions were brief and usually at school. To be honest, Law had always felt…a weird sort of something about Luffy, whether it's just someone mentioning his name or briefly seeing the ravenette somewhere. He didn't quite know what it was or if it was something he should act on, but since the feeling never really lingered on for too long, Law always pushed it off. But seeing the teen in front of him, open and vulnerable, the feeling was making itself known. He couldn't help but look him over, really take him in.
Luffy was all tendons and muscles, an amazing amount of power packed into such a small, compact frame, yet his face was all curves flowing into curves, no definition to it; the plumpness of his cheeks definitely complimented the smile Law always saw gracing the rubber teen's lips and his round, expressive eyes certainly fit. Law's own eyes then moved down to the curved scar that was under the left eye and, before he knew what he was doing, Law had lifted his hand and his fingers were tracing the mark lightly. Such an interesting wound. Law wondered how he'd got it.
His fingers then traced lightly down his cheek, feathered past his lips—really tempted to stop there but decided it wouldn't be his smartest idea—and down his neck, stopping briefly over the pulse—feeling the even beating of his heart—before landing on where he'd removed the bullet. His fingertips brushed over the smooth skin, neither the incision or bullet hole present anymore, before licking his lips in memory. Before his mind could bring him back to just how delicious Luffy's blood was, a loud ringing startled Law, both out of his head and out of the bed.
He looked around, on high alert, before realizing it was just a phone. He reached into his pocket before remembering he had left it in his jacket's pocket, which was in the other room. So that only left… he looked down at the sleeping teen, seeing something lit up in the front right pocket of his pants. He looked around, a little nervously, before huffing and returning back to the bed, reaching inside the pocket and retrieving the phone.
ZORO
Straw Hat's second-in-command was calling? Law debated on answering or not before just pressing the "accept" button and bringing the phone to his ear. "Hello?"
There was complete silence from the other line before a rough voice barked out, "Who the hell is this?"
Law sighed out. "Trafalgar Law, Roronoa."
More silence. "Why the fuck do you have Luffy's phone? What did you do to him?!"
"Calm yourself, Roronoa. The only thing I did to Straw Hat was save his life." Law explained, rolling his eyes.
"Save his… what the hell happened?!"
"Straw Hat was attacked, on his way home, I'm presuming. I happened to be driving by when it happened and stepped in—" Law was interrupted.
"Luffy's too strong to need help. Why would you need to step in at all?"
"I'm inclined to agree with you, Roronoa, had Straw Hat not been shot with a sea stone bullet."
"Shit. Seriously?"
"Yes." Law cleared his throat and continued. "I stepped in, took out the attackers and when I saw how bad Straw Hat's condition was, I brought him back to my house." Before Zoro could question him on that, Law went on. "I removed the sea stone, closed his wound and he's now resting comfortably. I assure you he is quite alright." He paused a moment before adding, "It wouldn't really benefit me to harm Straw Hat, anyway."
The line was silent for a few minutes as he presumed Zoro was taking everything in. "Shit. Okay, okay. I don't know why, but I do believe you."
"Glad to hear that." Law said, as sarcastically as possible, of course.
"Don't be a goddamn asshole, Trafalgar. It's not like I have any actual reason to trust you, do I?"
Law rolled his eyes but sighed out. "Yeah, I guess that's true enough."
"So, Luffy is really alright."
Law was getting sick of this redundancy, but he guessed he could understand, especially hearing the relief in Zoro's tone. "Yes, he's fine."
Zoro started muttering, probably to himself, but Law's sharp hearing was able to pick it out. "Shouldn't have let that idiot talk me into letting him walk alone, especially now of all times. We knew we had people after us, but I still let him go alone. Stupid fuckin' idiot."
Those muttered words confirmed what Law had suspected since he saw those marks on Luffy's attackers, but since he needed to discuss that with Straw Hat, not his righthand, Law disregarded Zoro's mutterings. "Roronoa?"
A few mumbled words sounded before Zoro started speaking again, "Sorry. So, is he awake? Can I talk to him?"
"No, Straw Hat is still sleeping." He switched the phone to his other ear as he looked down at Luffy. "I'd wake him, but he really needs to recuperate his strength after being shot with sea stone. I can have him call you when he wakes up?"
"Yeah, okay. That's fine. I'll let the others in our crew know Luffy's safe with you for the moment. They've been crazy with worry for over an hour now, and it was starting to get on my nerves."
Law hummed in understanding.
Zoro was silent for a few seconds before saying, in the most sincere voice Law had ever heard him use, "Trafalgar? Thanks…for saving him. If we had lost him…"
"No thanks is needed, Roronoa. I didn't save him for that. It was just a whim, I guess." He swallowed as he continued looking down at Luffy. "I'll have him call when he wakes." And Law then ended the call.
Law reached over and placed the phone on the side table before standing back up, grabbing his hat, and heading to the door. After one last look at the sleeping teen, he left the room, closing the door behind him. First things first, he needed a shower, and a change of clothes. Luffy's blood was still on him and the scent was still intoxicating. He shook his head and headed up the two flights of stairs and then into his bedroom.
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So, what do y'all think? Good? Should I continue? Also, quick tidbit, I am starting the story, like I said, with Luffy already being in love with Law, so, yes, Luffy might be a bit OOC cuz of that, but not by much (at least in my opinion). For the descriptions, if any of you guys have read work by me before, you should know I just like writing stuff like that. If you don't like, just skip past it. :) And concerning Sanji's last name, I have a reason I'm using the one I'm using instead of "Vinsmoke". You'll find out down the line. Until next time!