Law ducked just in the nick of time. The coffee mug that had been lobbed at his head crashed into the wall behind him.
"Yeah, well fuck you, Doflamingo!" Law activated his teleportation charm and appeared outside half way down the block in his place inside that prison of a mansion a bicycle appeared.
Law huffed angrily as he walked down the street. Who did that asshole think he was? Telling Law how to live his life. That he should be focused at work and if not at work than on finding a suitable wife. He was 26. Adopted into a dynasty or no, he was not planning on getting married anytime soon much less creating spawn. As for work he was the best surgeon they could have asked for. Yes, his bedside manner could use a little work but, that asshole had no room to talk about being nice to people.
He rounded a few more corners and was out of the damn neighborhood finally. He knew to start with he should have enchanted some form of transportation but, no he had decided to walk because it was a 'nice day'. Law looked up at the sky. Grey cloud over cast blotted out any direct sunlight just the way he liked it.
He just wanted to get away as quickly as possible. He activated his teleportation charm again, never mind the consequences of overuse. He stretched as far as he could. He smiled to himself. He found some man jogging and switch. He was at least in town now. He walked around avoiding eye contact with everyone he passed. He finally got to the street his loft was located on.
In front of his building he could see a young man with papers. He had very strange attire. A straw hat, a red vest, jean shorts that were rather large on him, and sandals. Law wondered what this strange man was doing in front of his building.
From across the street the young man shouted at him. "Hey! Mist-!"
That was all that left his mouth before Law activated his teleportation charm and switched them. Now Law was directly in front of his building and the young man across the street. Law smiled as he started up the stairs to his building.
He felt something grab his collar and before he could process what was going on he was being pulled to the young man. They collided.
The young man was the first to stand. He placed his hand on his hips. "OI! What do you think you are doing? How rude! You don't even want to listen to what I have to say so you just switch our places so you can get away? You made me drop all of my posters! My friend Chopper is missing." The young man reached down and picked up a poster to show to Law.
"Th- That's a racoon." Law stated eyeing the poster.
"Wrong. It's a reindeer cursed to live the life of a human. Anyway, have you seen him?"
Law was sure his mouth was hanging open a bit. It was highly irregular for anything to 'cursed' in their modern magical society. Such vengeful acts were seen as archaic if not illegal. "No. I haven't seen your racoon anywhere." Law brushed himself off and started towards his building again.
He sensed someone reaching for his collar yet again. He turned this time to see the young man's arm stretching towards him. He swatted the hand away and glared at the young man.
The young man met his eyes with an equal amount of defiance. This almost surprised Law. "The next time you touch me you are going to lose a hand."
The young man smiled. Fuck. Law knew that look. He had made it a thousand times in his youth. He sometimes still did. It was the look of someone who accepted a challenge. Law stepped back into the street keeping his eyes on the young man. The young man's arms began stretching towards him. Law pulled off his hat and reached into it. Thank god Shachi had enchanted it to be an endless space as a joke. He pulled out kikoku, his cursed nodachi blade. The young man's eyes went wide with wonder but, he kept advancing towards Law regardless.
The straw hat made his move trying to touch Law one more time without getting his hands removed. Law batted the straw hat's hands away with the dull side of his blade. He briefly wondered how the young man was stretching like he was. If someone was using magic to morph they typically transformed and stayed that way. This was like his body was stuck in the in between. Law hadn't seen anything like it.
The young man made a few more attempts and Law started swinging at him with the sharp side of kikoku. The strangest part of the whole scene was both men were smiling like little boys. All of a sudden both felt something shift in the air. The straw hat pulled his arms back with a grimace on his face.
Then a bolt of lightning struck just a few feet away from them. Law jumped back. His heart was racing. A woman appeared where it had struck. She had long orange hair and only wore a bikini on her top.
"Luffy, you idiot." She walked up to him and grabbed his ear and yanked on it.
"OW! NAMI!" He tried to struggle away.
"We are supposed to be looking for Chopper! He's probably lost and alone and here you are starting fights with" She paused and examined Law for the first time. "Strange men in the middle of the street! Where did all the posters go?"
"That's why I was fighting him! He made me drop them!" He tried to defend himself. Law almost felt bad for the Straw Hat.
"And instead of picking them up you decided to fight this guy?" She gestured towards Law.
Law sheathed kikoku and leaned it against his shoulder. He was bored by what had become of the scene. He turned to head towards his loft once again.
The orange haired woman was still scolding the young man. As Law reached the door the young man shouted. "HEY GUY! THIS ISN'T OVER! OW- NAM-OWWW WOULD YOU QUIT IT!"
Law stepped through the door and closed it behind him. He couldn't help the grin plastered on his face. He had all but, forgotten what had occurred at Doflamingo's this morning. He made his way up the stairs to his loft.
Law lived on the top floor. It had the most windows and skylights in the building. But, the tradeoff is that was drafty and if it rained hard enough there were several leaks. There was no carpet. The floors were all concrete. When he had moved in initially, Corazon had insisted on placing area rugs in the living room and his bedroom. He wanted to give Law more 'so his feet wouldn't get so cold in the winter' but, Law had drawn the line at two.
Law took a deep breath and reveled in the quiet of his home. He took off his coat. As he was about to hang it up in the entryway closet he saw it. The Straw hat had somehow managed to tape a missing poster to his back. Law couldn't decide if he found this more amusing or annoying. He took the poster off his coat and looked at it. It had a picture of the raccoon/reindeer eating cotton candy and wearing a hat. It read "Have you seen me? My name is Tony Tony Chopper and I am missing. If you find me or see me please call the number listed below."
He wondered whether or not the creature was what the young man had said. An animal cursed to live the life of a human. Bepo after all was a talking bear but, he was a magical creature from the get-go. He hailed from a community of walking, talking animals that had been founded by some people hundreds of years ago who were committed to their forms after morphing. Law didn't really want to think of that evolutionary cycle.
Law put the poster on his fridge. He felt wrong throwing it away if someone was truly missing. Law looked at the time. He had volunteered for the night shift again. It's not like he slept anyway. He still had about five hours to kill before he needed to head towards the hospital. Maybe he should try to nap.
He set an alarm on his phone and went to lay in his bed. He had blackout curtains over his windows. He tried laying three different ways to get comfortable. He huffed in annoyance. This is how it always started. He'd toss and turn. Never finding the right position and then the haunting dreams would start out of his uncomfortable and slightly annoyed state. He quickly abandoned his bed.
He made his way back to his living room and turned on the TV. He flipped through the channels till he found some true crime show. Maybe if Law wasn't such a good surgeon he might look into being a mortician.
It had to be less annoying than dealing with living breathing people all day. Law smiled at the thought of the absolute silence the profession would bring. Another upside of it would have been that he would have an excuse to be creepy. He had watched almost all of the 'ask a mortician' videos on youtube. They were always enlightening.
After all death was a part of life everyone experienced.
Law watched as graphic pictures of a deceased family flashed in front of him. A dramatic narrator recounted the tale of how the family had met their untimely demise. It showed interviews of close family friends who couldn't fathom why the people had died and retired detectives who had worked the disturbing case.
He watched several episodes and looked at the time. One more hour until he needed to leave for work. He left the TV on and got up. He brewed himself a pot of coffee. Once he had cup of steaming black coffee he went into his room to gather his things and change.
He looked at himself in the mirror. He had dark circles under his eyes from not sleeping. He was lucky he worked at a hospital because almost everyone there looked like they didn't sleep. Sure, Law could take the sleeping drug he had been prescribed but, then he would be trapped in his nightmares. At least when he fell asleep on his own he would wake up and escape.
He brushed his teeth then tried to run a comb through his unkempt black hair. He quickly gave up on this. It's not like anyone would notice the difference. Law pulled on a clean shirt. At least, it smelled clean. It's actual cleanliness he could not guarantee. He looked at the time. He still had an hour and half before he needed to be at work. Half an hour before he needed to leave and make his way there. He sighed.
He decided to just leave now and walk there to kill time. He made his way down stairs and outside. He looked around the street. That boy had plastered those posters everywhere.
Law shook his head a bit. Straw hat sure was persistent. He made his way to the hospital. The daylight was waning. The sky was still bright though. The clouds catching the setting sun lit up a grey brown color. Since he was walking he could cut through the cemetery. Law smiled to himself. He made his way there hopping over an iron fence and treading his known path past his favorite grave stones. He was just passing a mausoleum when he heard a kid cry out.
"Let go of me! My friends will find me! When they do they are gonna kick your a-" The sentence was cut off by the sound of a sharp slap.
"You listen to me you monster! Your friends insulted me and now they are going to pay!" A man's voice responded and Law could hear the grunts of agreement.
Grown men picking on a kid? In a cemetery? Law paused considering whether he should involve himself or not. He looked at the time. He was still vastly ahead of schedule to make it to work. Maybe he could just meddle.
He quietly pulled kikoku out of his hat and made his way towards the voices. He stopped behind a large grave stone and listened once again.
"You're the monster! You have no respect for anyone or their beliefs!" Law heard what sounded like spitting.
"YOU WILL PAY FOR THAT! Chess, do it."
"With pleasure ."
Law wasn't sure what exactly had occurred but, he heard one of the most pained screams of his life. He tensed and peeked around the edge of the grave stone. One of the men had shot the kid with a flaming arrow. The other two were laughing. Law had seen some sick things but, torturing a child in this way. He would not stand by.
He stepped out from behind the gravestone in full view of the three men. "OI! What do you think you are doing to that kid?"
"Who the hell are you?" The fat one with the large mouth spat at him. "You know what it doesn't matter. I'll give you one chance to walk away otherwise you will be joining this waste of life here." He gestured towards the now unconscious boy whose coat was still on fire.
"It's too late. You're already fucked." With one sweep Law activated his one of a kind magic. He called it the operation room. Room for short. It was a magic unique to his bloodline. This meant he was the only one who could currently use it. He sliced all three men into tiny pieces then focused his teleportation magic and swapped the pieces of the men with pebbles all around the graveyard. Where the men had previously been standing three rather large piles of pebbles now stood.
He quickly cut through the chains around the boy and laid him on the ground. Looking at him up close. He was not a boy but, the racoon from those damn posters. What were the fucking chances?
Law checked his vitals. He was alive. Law elected to leave the arrow in until he got the creature to the hospital. He gently picked up the small creature and started to teleport in jumps all the way to the hospital. Once there he found an open room and placed the creature on the table. Law quickly sanitized his hands and pulled on gloves.
In the doorway he heard a familiar voice. "Law! You're here early what're you...WHAT THE FUCK IS THAT?"
Law turned and gave a death glare to Shachi. "Someone who needs my help. If you aren't helping get out." Law turned back to the table and activated his magic. "Room."
He cut the creature apart and removed the arrow. He was glad for his magic. If he had been a normal surgeon getting the arrow out would have caused further internal injury. Shachi had geared up beside him and was handing him the tools he needed. They placed sutures on the internal wounds. Law placed his body back together once the creatures internal wounds were taken care of. He then placed stitches on the outside wound as well. He then tended the burned areas of skin and fur. Spreading a healing ointment and covering the affected areas with loose gauze. Every once in awhile the creature would wince in pain but, Law wasn't sure how to anesthetize him properly and didn't want to risk hurting him further.
When Law was finished he stepped back and did a once over of the creature's whole body. He had hooves. Maybe he was a reindeer after all. He had several bruises and his arm appeared to be broken. Law set his arm and put in a cast. He did one more once over. Law was sure he had tended all of his injuries.
"I think we are good man." Shachi said next to him. "If fucking Caesar finds out you brought an animal into the hospital he's gonna have your head on a spike though."
"Caesar can't legally turn this creature away. He's a humanoid animal. Not the same kind as Bepo but, humanoid nonetheless." Law stated matter of factly. He knew Caesar would make a stink about hospital resources without checking insurance but, Law would pay for the creature's care if that's what it came to. "Do you think we could set up a cot in my office?"
"Yeah, man I'll message Penguin right now." Shachi removed his gloves and pulled out his phone.
Law carefully picked the creature up and carried it to his office. Penguin had moved fast. The cot was all set up once he got there. He placed the creature in the bed and made sure he was comfortable then hooked him up to the machines that would read out his vitals. Penguin and Shachi were standing quietly in his office watching him.
"Don't you two have anything better to do?" He said without even looking at them.
"Dude, where did that thing come from?" Shachi was the first to speak.
"Does it matter?" Law retorted turning his gaze to his friends. He sighed. They were not going to let this go. "I was cutting through the cemetery on my way here-"
"God you're a creep." Penguin interrupted.
"Only you would cut through a place of death to get to a place that is supposed to save lives." Shachi added.
"Can I continue now?" He looked at both of them. Neither had any other comments so Law continued. "When I was walking through I heard screaming. I went to investigate and three GROWN MEN were torturing it. So I saved it and brought it here for medical attention."
"They were torturing it? Why?" Penguin questioned.
"I don't know the why but, I couldn't leave it." Law moved to sit behind his overly organized desk.
Shachi smiled. "Awwwwww you're such a softee at heart."
"That's enough. Get out of my office. I have real work to do unlike you chumps." Shachi and Penguin decided to exit. They knew by now Law was not above either throwing things or teleporting them out. Law smiled thinking about the last time he teleported them they ended up in the female nurse locker room.