Amy knelt beside Bepo watching the man approach them slowly. He didn't seem worried, in fact the man looked bored. Her gaze went back to Bepo, his leg was broken so he wouldn't be able to stand. She took the den-den mushi from her pocket placing it in Bepo's paw. "We're going to need a little help." She stood stepping between Bepo and the other figure. "Let me handle him in the meantime."

The man was tall and wore black pants, a black trench coat opened to reveal the muscles underneath, his blonde hair was pulled into a neat ponytail, and he carried a sword. The blade was red and she could feel the heat coming off the metal as he continued his approach. "Are you going to be my opponent little girl?" He asked politely.

She nodded once in confirmation.

"Then let the games begin." He smiled, a grin that promised nothing but pain, as he raised his sword aiming it at Amy.

Law sat at his desk resting his chin on his intertwined fingers, Bepo and Amy should have been back by now but he hadn't even received a call telling him why they were late. Suddenly the den-den mushi started buzzing. "Yes?" Law sounded bored as he took the receiver.

"Captain, we're in trouble." Bepo sounded panicked.

"What happened?" Law stood reaching for his nodachi.

"We were attacked. Amy says my leg is broken, so I can't help her." Guilt was in his tone.

"She's fighting alone?!" Law's voice rose subconsciously.

"I'm sorry." He whispered, guilt and pain in his tone.

"No Bepo it's not your fault. Who is she fighting?" He tried to remain calm.

"I don't know. He doesn't dress, look, or act like a marine, or anyone else-" the rest of Bepo's sentence was cut off by a scream of pain, Amy's scream.

Law's breath caught in his throat, his heart stopped for a split second at the sound. This man was going to pay dearly as Law hung up, almost running from the room.

Amy skidded back holding her side. The only advantage to him carrying a burning blade was that it carterized the wound instantly so it didn't bleed, it however hurt like hell to be stabbed with -more than normal swords. Not to mention with his longer reach and superior speed he could keep her at a distance, and at a disadvantage.

"Are you okay?" Bepo asked nervously looking at the now silent den-den mushi. Law was going to kill this man for hurting Amy.

"I'm fine Bepo." She was far from fine. She had already been stabbed three times; once in the right leg, her left shoulder, and her right side just under her ribs. Fortunately thanks to her last second dodges they were shallow superficial wounds that only served to cause great pain and bleed a lot if not carterized. She didn't stand a chance, she never had.

"Maybe you should take a break little girl, I'm sure your furry friend can entertain me sufficiently while you catch your breath." He swung the blade towards Bepo as he spoke.

"NO!" Not thinking through the consequences Amy jumped between Bepo and the man. Searing pain spread up her back from the connection the hot metal made with her skin. She dropped to her knees screaming in pain.

He just laughed looking down at the girl, currently gasping for breath a thin red burn line crossing from her right shoulder to left hip where he'd cut her. "The fight may not be as fun as I thought it would be but your screams are quite satisfying, I'd like to hear more of them." He brought his hand back ready to swing the sword again when he got an idea. He swung the sword towards her arm and pressed the flat of the blade to the bare flesh.

She bit her lips, fists clenched in the dirt, she would not give him the satisfaction of hearing her scream again -if she could help it.

The man frowned, "I liked the screaming." He stuck the sword point into the ground bringing his legs up to kick.

Amy rolled to the side at the last second, cringing as she landed on her bad leg, rising into a crouch and glaring furiously. He wanted screams, let him hear his own. She got up quickly and charged.

With a wide grin he swung the sword at her. She brought her arms up to block the blow to her face and only succeeded in burning both forearms and getting thrown into a tree and having the air knocked out of her.

Gasping and panting for breath she watched as he came closer and pressed the burning blade to the side of her neck. "You fought bravely little one, but I'm afraid it ends here."

She couldn't move as he swung his arm back ready to bring it forward, her vision was blurry, she could barely stand, and it was impossible to move.

Bepo stared in horror as the man prepared to end the fight. Even if his leg wasn't broken and he could help her she was too far away. He tried to stand only to have his leg give out in a blast of pain. Bepo growled in frustration, she was going to die and he couldn't stop it.

"Amy!" She looked up at the voice, she knew that voice but she couldn't place it.

She ducked quickly as the sword hit the tree centimeters above where her head now was. Jabbing the pressure points on his side she managed to knock him back. He'd made a mistake letting her this close and with his sword stuck the tides had turned, or at least would have if she could still stand.

Her body chose that moment to give out, sending her to the ground. A pair of strong arms caught her holding her up.

"What were you thinking?" Law asked, Grey eyes taking in the number of cuts and burns stretched across the skin. "I'll take it from here." He set her down next to Bepo turning to the blonde she'd been fighting.

"I hope you're going to be more fun than her. However she had quite a set of lungs on her." The blonde laughed coldly.

Law glared angrily. He was going to kill this man, slowly.

~After fight

Law turned from the scattered body parts of the blonde man to his two crewmates. Bepo was holding Amy against him, cradling the frail figure in his arms. A frown touched Law's lips, how on earth was he supposed to get them both back if neither could walk. Mentally face palming at the stupid thought he formed his room and transported/replaced a fallen trunk with them, closer to the sub. He continued this until they were on the deck. Law staggered a bit having used his devil fruit more than usual. "Shachi," he called the mechanic over, "take Amy to the infirmary. I'll help Bepo."

"Yes Captain." He tentatively took the girl from Bepo before hurrying inside.

"I'm sorry." Bepo apologized as Law helped him to his feet.

"For what?" Law knew exactly what he was talking about.

"I let Amy get hurt." He sounded completely distraught.

"It wasn't your fault Bepo. The man was an unexpected variable." A dark look crossed Law's face. "The man who sent him will regret targeting MY crew."