A/N: Sorry for not posting in forever! Thank you for all the follows/favs. I don't want to be an author were all they think about is the follow/fav count, but for my second story this is making me very happy. Sorry if some characters seem OOC, this is just how I remember them. Also, if you have any ideas/requests/comments/anything regarding where the story is going just ask! I will try my best to answer/provide! Any-who, on with this messed up roller coaster ride! ;)
Her fiery tresses cascaded messily onto the floor of the palace. Orange locks glowed in comparison to the gloomy stone that lay beneath her. The hundreds of tiny cuts and gashes the string gave her were starting to close up and scab over. They were going to hurt for a couple of days but none were deep enough to leave any permanent scarring.
"Young Master!" An exasperated voice broke into her muffled subconscious. An odd sense of calm washed over her, hoping that the voice was the one of her boisterous captain. Her brain decided to kick in then, and she realized that the voice didn't belong to anyone on her crew, let alone her captain. The strange voice was far too nasally for that. It wasn't the voice of their alli either. His was low and somewhat gravely, the doctor never did seem to get enough sleep.
This unfamiliar voice broke her from her thoughts and triggered murky memories of the hours prior to being dumped on the cold stone floor. Being cut up, being separated from her nakama, having to listen to their cries as she was taken away. The rush of emotion that came with the memories sent a small shiver across her whole body.
"Wha-wha-What is that?" The sticky man, with a questionable ooze seeping out of him, pointed at the semi-unconscious woman the Young Master had plopped on the floor next to his plush, pillow-covered, throne.
"Fufufufu… a chess piece, my dear Trebol." He stole another glance at the woman he had taken from right under the nose of that treacherous doctor.
Excitement and a sense of power, dominance really, surged through him as he counted and traced with his eyes the numerous wounds he had given to the young woman. He licked his lips as he also traced his eyes over the many assets she had to offer. He had to give it to the Straw Hat rookie. He may have been an annoying thorn in his side but he sure knew how to pick his women.
"What do you mean by chess piece, Young Master?" The dribbly man got closer to Doflamingo than he preferred. "Are we playing a new game?"
"Too close, Trebol!" The blonde man pushed the snotty face away from him, hoping none of the mucus got on his feather coat.
"Sorry! Sorry, Young Master." The man bowed apologetically. "I was just wondering, why this little thing?" He poked her side with his staff. "I mean sure she's very easy on the eyes, but besides that, why take her? Why not the swordsman or the chef? I've heard they're very skilled fighters, and wouldn't that put the Straw Hats at a greater disadvantage if we took them instead?"
Doflamingo kneaded his temples slowly. He was aware that his executives were sharp, but it annoyed him at times when they would talk nonstop like this. He knew what he was doing. Why did simple, filthy humans, always have to question his celestial brain?
"Are you saying you don't trust my plan, Trebol?" It was his turn to get dangerously close to the snotty man.
"NO! No, Young Master!" Trebol put his hands up to guard his face from the evil glare behind the blond man's sunglasses. "I didn't mean that! I was just wondering…"
Doflamingo let out an irritated sigh. He knew what he was doing. This woman had an incredible skill and he was going to use it to his advantage. But first he wanted to get more information about her background and who she was before she joined the Straw Hat crew.
If her story is as messed up as some of the other members on that crew I'm sure to get some leverage on my behalf. Fufufufufu! If I get that I will be able to bend her in any witch way I please!
"Fufufufu…" He chuckled to himself before addressing his subordinate. "Trebol?"
"Yes, Young Master?"
"I want you to look into this woman's past. I want all the details." He crossed his legs and laid his head back. "Is that a simple enough order to follow?"
"Y-yes! Young Master!" Trebol hurried out of the throne room and rushed to the archives that were kept in the palace library.
"Damn it!" He hated when his plans didn't go, well, according to plan. How in the Holy Hell was he going to fix this? Let alone deal with the wrath of the Straw Hat's captain?!
"Torao?" The small reindeer, recently released from his restraints, thanks to the tattooed man, sat next to the brooding individual on the bench at the bottom of the mast.
"Yes, Tony-ya?" He let out a disgruntled sigh. It was hard for him to stay to angry when faced with the innocent teen.
"I just wanted to say, that, that you shouldn't stress out. We will find Nami together and we will defeat Doflamingo." The small reindeer grabbed the rim of his hat as tiny bubbles of tears started streaming out of his eyes. "I just wa-wanted to say that y-you shouldn't w-ooorAAAAY!" The small doctor could no longer hold in his emotions, let alone his tears, as he started wailing next to the Heart captain. "Aaaah! Naaaaami's gooonee~" The streams of tears and snot seemed endless as the young boy cried.
Trafalgar put his hand on the small boy's head and brought it towards his chest. He wasn't good at dealing with tears. It was much easier to get angry and let it all out rather than talking about feelings. This small gesture was as close as he could get to comforting the boy. But by the way the reindeer's sobs quieted a bit, Law could tell that it helped.
Law stood up when the younger doctor seemed to have composed himself. "Tony-ya, Bone-ya, we need to contact the other members of the crew so we can come up with another plan since my other one did not account for Nami-ya getting kidnapped." He glanced around the deck of the Sunny. "Where is your Transponder Snail?"
Chopper snapped out of his gloomy trance at the sound of the dark doctor's question. "Oh! Let me get it!" He scurried from where the five of them were sitting and went to get the ship's Transponder. Momonosuke was currently knocked out from the amount of stress the whole situation had caused his psyche. He would probably be out of it for the next two or three hours.
The skeleton sitting across from the Heart captain chimed in. "Pardon me asking, Torao-san, but how will we get into contact with everyone?"
"Before we left the ship I snuck a mini-Transponder into Mugiwara-ya's pocket." He held up his fingers as he mentioned the other members of the crew. "Zoro, Sanji, and Kinemon should be with him. Robin took one with her and she is with Usopp and Franky. So, If we contact both of those snails then we should be able to get everyone back here so we can reconfigure our plan."
"Torao!" The small deer seemed to dwarf the size of the ship's Transponder snail. "I f-found it!" Chopper struggled the last few steps to the group under the weight of the snail.
"Thank you Tony-ya." He pointed to the center of the circle they were sitting in. "You can place in there."
A/N: Yeah, this chapter is a little (WAY) short for my standards... but it was all I could push out of my imagination machine! Hope you enjoyed! :)