Law sat in a thin, lumpy bed and dust blanketed the covers, a clear sign that the bed didn't receive too much usage, staring out the window that the room offered. Because his old clothing had dissolved from the seawater and was caked in algae, currently he donned some of Killer's old attire since the masked man had beefed up and outgrown much of his past garments. In the past, those two men had the same build, Law being slightly shorter by a few inches, but now, the black and white dotted shirt and fringed jeans hanged awkwardly on the Heart captain's frail frame. Bones protruded sickly from his skin and a dullness was found in his tan pigment. He had lost a considerable amount of weight while he was alone out at sea. If the man stayed still for too long, it truly looked like he had already passed. His breathing was still shallow, practically nonexistent, and an air of death shrouded him still.
Killer sat in the corner of the room, watching over Law haphazardly. Normally the second in command was the most cautious one in the crew, but the man saw no threat coming from the other captain. For the past hour and a half, he just sat staring out the window and taking sips of water. There was nothing in his posture that seemed worried or attentive; he sat relaxed, his shoulders slumped and leaning up against the bed frame.
About two hours ago, Killer and Eustass had extensively questioned the Heart captain, and came up on a very, very odd conclusion. The man wasn't able to answer any of their questions, and, eventually, the masked man sarcastically asked if Trafalgar Law even knew his own name. When Trafalgar's face changed from it's normal appearance of bored amusement to a concerned, thoughtful look and he wasn't able to answer, Killer knew something was wrong. He began asking him about basic, common day things, well common day for a pirate, and when the other man didn't even know what the One Piece was, it was clear as day that Trafalgar Law was suffering from selective amnesia.
Then there became a question that plagued the two men; what do we do with the Heart captain now?
After many argumentative minutes, Killer and Eustass came to a compromise. Use a seastone and lead mixed ring to incapacitate him on a power level; a way to have him constantly feeling weakish and no possible method of him using his devil fruit. And then get him to join the Kid pirates. A strange turn of events indeed, but if they were to just kill him, it would put a bad taste in both of the men's mouth at killing him prematurely. Throwing him out at the next island was a reasonable possibility, but the man's high bounty would just make him a target and he might die in his helpless state. So the only solution was to force him to join them. If he never regains his memories after an extended amount of time, well good for the Kid pirates; they get a powerful ally on their side and less enemies to fight in their future. If he recovers from his amnesia, to quote Kid, "they'll deal with that when it happens."
The infirmary door opened and in came Eustass Kid. Killer stood, and offered his chair, but the captain declined. The redhead then told the masked man to get something relating to seastone which Law found strange. Killer headed out the door in a rush while Eustass walked towards the man in the bed, stopping himself about arm's reach away. Law turned his head to face the redhead.
The two captains stayed silent, scarlet and honeyed eyes observing the other man. Eustass stood with his arms crossed. The man wore deep red lipstick and nailpolish. His ruby hair was pushed back by the goggles that sat on his head, and his hair color was contrasted against his pale skin. Scars decorated his body, but they appeared faded as if he hadn't gotten himself hurt in quite some time. His nose looked like it was the opposite matter. It looked as if it had been broken on several occasions and unskillfully set back in place, thus causing two protrusions to form on the bridge of his nose. He wore a deep wine colored jacket that appeared to be that, back in its youth, it was fluffy and light, but now, after what seems to be years, the fur was matted down and disheveled.
Law brought his gaze back to Kid's face, awaiting for what the redhead wanted. He hated being bossed around by some random meathead, but he could tell that the man was wild and shouldn't be messed with.
Killer rushed back into the room, something small in his hand. He took his place next to Eustass' side.
"Hold out your hand," Kid said, his voice being stern and cold.
Law did as he was asked, noticing how the redhead had a hand on a knife in his belt. He watched as Killer slipped the item in his hand onto Law's pinkie finger, and felt instantly exhausted when the ring touched his skin. Still one hand on the knife, Kid brought his other hand out before him and pinched his pointer finger and a thumb together. Suddenly, the ring constricted around Law's finger, and, out of the feeling of being threatened, Law grabbed at the piece of jewelry and tugged, clawed, pulled at the ring. It just left him feeling more and more powerless the more he tried to take it off.
"What is this?" Law asked with an annoyed, worrisome tone, holding up his finger which was turning into a shade of purple since the ring had constricted enough to caught off blood flow.
"Kid, release it, so that his finger doesn't fall off," Killer said, placing a hand on Eustass' shoulder.
The redhead gave a vexed glance at Killer, but, with a twitch of his fingers, he allowed the ring to be loose enough while still keeping it tight so that it couldn't be taken off. Running fingers through his unkempt hair, Kid said, "You're joining our crew." He spoke in such a way that there was no wiggle room out of it, that his words were absolute.
But Law still fought it. "I never said any vow to you or this crew. I appreciate you for saving me, but just drop me off the next place you stop at."
"How is someone that doesn't even know their own damn name going to survive in this world?" Kid barked, furrowing his nonexistent eyebrows together.
"Then tell me my name!" Law snapped. "By the way you two were interrogating me before, it made it clear that you knew who I was. In fact, you almost sounded scared." His eyes burned into Eustass' red ones.
A twisted smile spread across the Kid captain's pale features. "Oh, getting feisty now?" Another twitch of Kid's fingers, and the ring contracted in on Law's finger, burrowing itself to the bone.
Law bite his teeth together to prevent himself from crying out from the pain. He felt his bone cracking and breaking as the ring felt like it was suffocating his inked digit. Heavy breathing came from the man, his golden eyes wide as he tried to keep himself collected.
"Kid," Killer sighed, "I'll set him straight."
Another heated glance was tossed at Killer, but the masked man never wavered as if he's received that look many times before. Kid turned his red eyes back to Law, who was trying to hold strong throughout the pain, and gave one final constriction on the ring until Law's finger bone was split in two then relaxed it back to an uncomfortable tightness. The Heart captain gave out a breathy cry, clutching his hand close to himself.
"Alright, you deal with this asshole," Kid growled as he spun on his heel and sauntered out the door.
Once the captain had left the room, Law allowed himself to let out a few more distressed sounds, feeling more comfortable around the masked man. He curled his body up over his hand, cursing the redhead out under his breath. Killer walked towards the desk that was found in the room, and started rummaging through the drawer.
"I'm sorry about Kid's behavior, but do try to not anger him," Killer said, pulling out a two wooden sticks and bandages.
"Is your captain normally an ass?" Law grunted through gasps.
A small chuckle came from the masked man as he returned to the Heart captain. "He is, but he's my captain," Killer said, kneeling down to the ground. He grabbed Law's hand and, even though Law was clearly apprehensive as he tried to jerk it out his grasp, Killer began making a makeshift splint.
"The captain's name is Eustass Kid, and I'm Killer, the second in command. Welcome to the crew."
A sneer formed on his tanned features as Law hissed, "I'm not joining your crew."
"You've must have forgotten how cruel our world is," Killer hummed quietly. "It really isn't safe to be out and about, especially someone like you." The masked man's skilled hand finished making the splint, tying the bandages into a ugly, small bow. He stood, but felt something holding onto his shirt. Peering back, he found Law grabbing his shirt.
"Who am I?" Law demanded as a cloud blocked out the sun. Since the sun was the only thing that gave off light in the room, it dimmed down extensively. The room was nearly black, but the Heart captain's eyes glowed in the darkness. His golden eyes held a look of determination and irritation, that Law would not falter and he would stand as an unmoving force against the Kid pirates. Even if he was to "join" the crew, he would never actually consider himself apart of it, and would challenge the unwelcomed authority.
A sensation of respect ran through the masked man, amused that the Heart captain wouldn't be so submissive to his unbenounced enemy. Even as someone who had forgotten everything, the man stilled managed to be so aware of who he should trust and not. Pulling himself out of Law's clutches, he walked towards the door. When he was in the infirmary door opening, he glanced back at the other man, finding that Law was still staring at him with those eyes and giving him such a haunting look.
"You're Trafalgar Law, and now you're a member of the Kid pirates," Killer answered, leaving Law behind in the room