Character(s): Trafalgar Law

VII

"Do not enter."

The sentence felt like a joke on his lips. It was a horrible set of words to display in a building full of curious minds. The room it meant to hide would have stood a better chance at being left alone if the door had simply been left bare.

Long slender fingers ran across the sign, crossing over the words as if to erase them. Their owner smiled and let the same fingers trail down towards the door's polished handle. They lingered there for only a moment before the hand they belonged to casually drew out a ring of keys from Trafalgar Law's coat pocket.

The man's smile snapped into a smirk as he regarded the trinket. Funny how easy it was to bend people to one's will with a little bit of bribery and acting. For that night, the guard he 'borrowed' the key from had been convinced to leave the patrol to him for the night; drunk men cannot possibly assure the security of a facility after all. The young doctor chuckled at the memory, picking out the key he needed. As he fitted the right one into the lock, he pushed all thoughts of the passed out, simple man at the facility's main doors from his thoughts. Matters of greater importance were at hand. With one last wary look around him, he pushed the door open and stepped inside.

The square of light cast into the darkness within framed his tall, lean silhouette. If there had been anyone inside to see him, they would have witnessed how his gray eyes seemed to glow like beacons as he just stood there, allowing his vision to adjust. He closed the door behind him and stepped forward. The high pitched clicking of his shoes against tiled floors was a sharp contrast to the low rumbling of machinery that echoed throughout the room. Without the need to even look around, the foul stench of formalin, blood and rot revealed to the raven-haired youth some hint to the reason of secrecy.

Trafalgar Law closed his eyes and smiled as he inhaled the pungent odor. He had never felt so at home.


A/N: The setting would be before Law was a pirate or when he was learning medicine. I like imagining him to have a nicer almost cute side only people who have known him for a long time know about, a pert side to strangers and this sadistic side with regards to his art/science.

On another note, I really like writing these more introspective ramblings a lot. Especially the more sadistic kind. I hope it came out right and I'm not just fooling myself that I could actually get into the minds of people. XD

EDIT: [3-15-13] Version 2 finished


REVIEWS REPLIES:

To 10th Squad 3rd Seat:
This collection needed another one. :)

To CherishCherries:
Thank you for letting me know. I'm glad to hear that I'm going about this the right way.