I lied. That was no flash back. It was real time and only now as she passes in and out of consciousness as Law tried to save her will you see the flash backs. And it'll mostly be the flash back from the time they met onward with a slight consciousness here and there...God this page is so white, I need to fix this :3
ARCH ONE: BONNEY, BEGIN
Chapter Two: Payments
Her eyes drifted shut and she was sure that now was her death. What would she see? Her life? Her mother? David or Raven, would he her fraternal twins know shes dead? It was none of them that she saw. It was more of a void. A black void. "Don't leave me." A far away voice called. Pain and worry coated the persons tone. There was even an edge of pleading to it.
But no matter to tone, pitch or volume of that voice, she would recognize it anywhere. It was Trafalgar Law. Her captain, the man she not only loved but hated at this moment. He was the one that broke her and left her to die. Though he would have returned before she died had she not slit her arm for, how long was it? She couldn't remember the length of time she'd been slicing it. She'd marked the amount of days.
But then she couldn't remember most things as a memory of the man washed over her. The first time they met. Oh the fun times. It wasn't really long ago, or was it? How could she not remember. But this entire journey had started some time ago on and island some where. It wasn't an actually island but mangroves really.
.~:*:~. First Meeting .~:*:~.
"Bepo," Law called the attention of his first mate. The large polar bear, wearing an orange jump suit, looked at his captain. "Go find something to do. Just don't get captured." Law took his large sword, a Nodachi. It's height was taller than himself and weigh quite a bit at 115 pounds. But he'd been using it long enough that he was more than proficient with it, enough so that he wielded it with one hand and carried it with a single hand to.
With Bepo gone he lifted the sword to rest upon his left shoulder and held it with his left hand. He lazily made his way to a new set of groves. The Slave Markets. He was looking for any new and strong people to buy and recruit. The slave markets would be a good place to look because sometimes it doesn't matter your strength, you could easily still be caught.
Fifteen places later his mood was horrible and he entered one last place for the day. He still had a good two weeks to go until they entered the new world. He'd promised his nakama at the very beginning of this entire journey that when they made it this far no matter what he'd let them have a nice long break. Which had been chosen as two weeks.
He looked around and saw many of the captured people may have been strong at one point in time, but now- a deep sigh left Law. Every person here would be useless to him now. Not one of them would have the will to fight or even continue to live. He was just about to exit when movement caught his eye. Turning his head to the right he saw a young woman waving at him. He looked to the Slave trader and asked a question but the woman couldn't hear him., The glass was sound proof. After a while the traders got tired of the cries and please and now they no longer had to hear them with the glass this way.
The possible buyer moved closer to the glass window and squatted down to be face level with the person inside. He examined her as she examined him. He was from the North blue if the hat could be any indication. The spots and the hat itself told a story of their own. Then there was his northern style pants. Light blue with dark black spots. He was obviously on a pirate crew, the northern style Jolly Roger upon his heave looking sweatshirt told her that. The man had to be high up, like an inner circle of the captains because he was strong enough to be allowed out alone. But he was either the first mate or the captain, possibly even the third in command, because he was out to possibly buy a person. Mr. Nodachi's, she knew what type of sword he carried for she's had past experiences with one, charcoal eyes seemed tired. He lazily smirked at her and waved.
She closed her mismatched eyes, the right a blue and the left a green, and smiled at him. It was a purely her smile as it always had been. Including her head tilting slightly to the left. Her orange hair fell into her face but she lifted a hand to tuck it away. A shadow moved and she fell into laying down and her tongue flopped out of one side of her mouth. The trader came up behind the Mr. Nodachi and looked into her case. She had her eyes closed to slivers so she could she the slimy man laugh and shake his head at Mr. Nodachi.
The trader said a few things to which he got a two or three worded reply from Mr. Nodachi. The trader looked dejected and went to his desk. A moment later Avery, the girl flew at the glass and tried to see him. Mr. Nodachi tapped on the glass and she looked at him. She took in a deep breath and blew on the glass. In clear letters she word so that he could read, 'Buy Me?' The glass quickly cleared and Mr. Nodachi lifted and eye brown. Then the slights of movements from him, his eyes flickered to his right, informed her of the trader coming back. Her playing half dead had made her dirt cheap. And then when anyone had the balls to buy the half dead girl she collapsed and bit her tongue to make it look like she was coughing up blood. And she cursed so badly that none of them wanted her.
The trader handed papers over to Mr. Nodachi. Then disappeared behind a door. He soon arrived at a door behind her case and opened it. He put a long walking chain on her and pulled her along. "Here you are Mr. Trafalgar. Item 137."Avery started her act. She tripped and coughed up blood. But that didn't daunt Mr. Trafalgar. He grabbed her by the collar and dragged her out. Then her curses flew like humming birds. Fast and dangerous. But he just ignored them and exited the building. As soon as the click of the door was heard she shut up stood up and walked on her own two feet.
"That's a nice act you put on in there Miss. 137." Mr. Trafalgar said. He knew her play from the moment the trader came over and warned him that she was a dead one. No good for anything only laid there all day. "How many people have passed you up?"
"Avery." She said. "And there have been fifteen people who've paid for me then seen my act and wanted a refund."
"I see." He said. "So that's why you were free Miss. Avery."
"Yes Mr. Trafalgar." She stumbled over saying his name. Who the hell could pronounce it with such fluency after hearing once or twice?
"Call me Law Miss Avery. I hope you don't mind but I'm not going to take that collar off of you. " Her shoulders fell. She had been slightly hoping that he would. "You are now part of my crew, and until you prove that you will be wholly loyal and not try to run away I will have to keep that on you."
"I'm sorry Mr. Law, but I have to admit that I have no idea who you and your crew are."
This seemed to amuse the man to no end. From the way he acted it would seem like he was just a nobody. A non dangerous nobody. But to have made it this far in the grand line from the North Blue meant that he was strong and dangerous. "I and Trafalgar Law, one of the eleven Supernova's and my crew are the Heart Pirates. Which you are now one of. So please drop the fake act. You don't seem like the respectful type of person."
"Supernova? What is that? I've been stuck there for half a year now, I'm quite out of the loop of the outside world, Mr. Law." She because quite blunt yet still refused to drop the Mr. in front of his name. No need to give him an excuse to pull the annoying little pin on her collar by 'accident'.
"Us rookie pirates with bounties of 100 million or more. I personally have a 200 million one." Law looked down at her. Now that she was standing and next to him he could not only smell the half a year of imprisonment, but see how short she really was. "And Miss. Avery, if you are not strong and can not hold your own. I will have to kill you. But that is for a later time. Right now you need to bathe. He took to quick steps ahead of her to stay upwind.
She took the cue and slowed down toe be slightly behind him but still within his sight range. She really was a quick learner. "Do you have a title, Mr. Law?"
"Captain." He said.
"I mean like how on some bounty posters there's a title for a person."
"The Surgeon of Death."
