Chap 11
Law
The first thing he felt was pain, almost unbearable. It went through his body in waves, not a single piece of flesh on him felt okay. Every breath felt traitorous; instead of filling him with life each breath brought agony. His sides trembled with every inhale, needles felt like they were being driven into his side and he could practically feel his lungs rattle in effort, his throat felt constricted and scorched as if he'd swallowed lava. He could hear a wheezing filling the space around him and realized it was him making the noise.
Defeated, he was absolutely defeated. He just wanted to sleep, forever if possible but instead forced himself to open his stinging, swollen eyes. His vision was blurred; it took what felt like forever to focus on his legs stretched out in front of him. When did he pull himself up to sit? He turned his head to the side, biting his lip as his neck muscles tightened at the movement.
By the time he was looking at what he was leaning on, the post of his bed, he was sweating profusely. He turned slowly, to look down at his legs once again. His vision unfocused but he looked up anyway, examining his room through his blurry vision. There was blood splattered across the floor in front of him and as his eyes wavered back into focus he noticed the sharp pieces of glass mixed along with the blood. He faintly remembered knocking over the lantern that was now broken on the floor. There was a small scorch mark where it had burned briefly.
He looked down at the formal robe he'd worn to dinner; it was missing buttons and torn. There was a nauseating amount of reddish brown splotches covering the fabric. As he looked back up from the sight a ringing filled his ears, a constant annoying buzz and despite his stiff neck he tried to shake the noise away, only causing it to grow worse. He focused on taking deep breaths until the ringing subsided enough for him to continue examining the damage done.
His hand was of the most concern, should it be useless he wasn't sure how he'd handle it. Slowly he lifted the appendage, it was swollen and bruised and despite the tremendous agony that shot up his wrist and arm, he was able to close it into a fist. As he was staring at his hand, a faint voice spoke. He wasn't sure he had heard it at first but then a stinging wetness touched his cheek and he flinched away from the touch.
He looked up; blinking a few times to make sure he was seeing correctly. His personal servant, the son of one of the maids, Shachi was knelt next to him, wash cloth in hand. He briefly recalled a few memories of growing up with the servant but pushed them away and slapped the hand. He just wanted to be alone, so he could wallow in his emotions without any eyes on him. Surely it wasn't too much to ask?
"My lord, please." Shachi pleaded.
He narrowed his eyes but looked away and allowed Shachi to continue to clean him. Every wipe hurt but he did start to feel, cleaner, as the water in the bucket next to Shachi turned darker, he didn't want to think about how much blood and grime was being wiped off of his face. "Would you like me to bring the herbs?" Shachi asked. He would have laughed had his chest not already been in excruciating pain with just breathing. Herbs? As if a few herbs would do any good, sure they'd soothe the psychical pain a little but what about the mental? He felt; empty, as if something had been stripped from him, leaving him vulnerable and scared. Right now, he was sure even Shachi could cause him to cower. He couldn't even feel his alpha, it was hidden somewhere, deep inside of him and he wasn't sure he wanted it back just yet; it was the alpha side of him that caused this. All Doflamingo ever asked from him was obedience and he just couldn't do that. Why?
Luffy.
He had to get back to Luffy.
How long has he been unconscious?
"No." He answered Shachi, shocked by how grating his voice was. He pushed away his dark thoughts, opting to focus on thoughts of Luffy. It was the one thing that gave him the strength to lift himself up further, ignoring the pain and reaching for a long piece of cloth lying on the floor just a few inches away from him. He needed to hide his face, not only because he was embarrassed and didn't want the guards to see him this way but should Doflamingo catch him, he'd most likely never make it to Luffy again.
His hand brushed against Shachi's as he attempted to wrap the cloth around not only his head but his neck and chin, he wanted to hide everything he could. He had to use both hands and it was soon apparent that this wasn't going to work, it just hurt too much, his hand was throbbing and he could hardly hold the fabric. Tentatively, Shachi took the fabric from him and wrapped it for him, tucking it in and securing it.
"Leave." He whispered, even to him his voice sounded tired, barely a sigh.
"Yes, my lord." Shachi replied, his voice was gentle and it only took him a few seconds to gather the wash cloth and bucket and leave.
Once he was alone he took a moment to gather his thoughts.
Get up.
Sneak away.
Be with Luffy.
It was easier thinking those things than doing them of course but he followed the list. Get up was first and he stretched his legs, gasping at the sensation, his legs ached and trembled with just stretching. How was he going to stand? Gritting his teeth he grabbed the bed post and started to pull himself up, whimpering as pangs flittered across his body. His chest felt like it was going to burst, he was panting, his whole body trembling. This was his entire fault, had he just, listened, Doflamingo wouldn't have been forced to discipline him.
His first few steps were shaky and he nearly fell across the room, hitting the door with a loud thud and then breathing harshly against it. His only consolation was that now he could lean against the wall the entirety of his trip to the dungeon. He opened his door slowly and then traveled along the wall. Each step was agony, it felt like he was walking on glass, sharp pain was exploding with every step and by the time he made it just a few feet from his room he was slumping down in exhaustion. His lungs felt overworked, he could hardly hear the guards passing with how hard he was breathing.
It'd cause a commotion but perhaps he should just call for Athena, she'd have to break a few walls but he just couldn't walk another step.
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Sanji
He was used to screams, his own but never had he heard such excruciating screams of another. It'd gone on for what felt like eternity. He had to sit in his room, listening to Law scream, cry, and finally beg. He wished his room hadn't been placed so close to Law. He just couldn't get the screams to leave his mind; they plagued him, reminding him of his brothers. Was Law even alive? All the noise from the other room had been suddenly cut off a few hours ago.
Surely Doflamingo wouldn't kill Law? The memory of Doflamingo's enraged face as Law left the dining room flashed through his mind and he stood up, pacing the room. He tried not to let the thoughts of Law's body, rotting in his room get to him. He knew he was over overthinking things, Doflamingo couldn't. Law was, he was the future king, surely.. But being the future king hadn't stopped Doflamingo from hurting Law and it hadn't stopped Doflamingo from hurting him, the future mate of the king. How far would the king's guard actually go? He didn't want to find out.
His thoughts were abruptly cut off when a low groaning drifted into his room. Was it Law? He sprinted to the door, peeking into the hall. Law was a few feet from his door, dragging himself against the wall. Had his door been in the other direction he wouldn't have even known it was Law, not with the cloth wrapped firmly around his face but from this angle he could see Law's eyes that were slit in what looked like extreme pain.
Law looked completely awful, even without seeing his face completely he could see the swollen hand, the bloody clothes, and the slow stumbling walk. Was Law going to the medic? Should he help? He bit his lip, unsure.
Law suddenly slumped down against the wall, closing his eyes. His omega jumped, urging him to help and he run across the small distance, dropping down next to Law. He could smell the distress and he reached out to softly touch Law's shoulder. Before he could speak Law flinched, hard, and started to plead, "No, no, please."
He moved his hand away, worried and shocked. Law was acting like a submissive omega and it hurt. How broken was Law's alpha? He wasn't sure what to do as he watched Law's eyes tighten in fear. Did Law think he was Doflamingo? Letting out his most soothing scent he spoke, "It is just me, Sanji." He made sure his voice was gentle, as to not scare Law any further.
Law didn't open his eyes but did turn away, almost burying his face into the wall. "Just leave me alone." Law griped but it didn't have much bite. He touched Law again, letting his fingers drift softly against Law's bloody clothing. "You need help." He whispered. He gathered all the courage he had and boldly wrapped his arm around Law's waist. Law moaned and to his surprise leaned into him; he helped lift the bigger man.
Once Law was standing, breathing harshly, they started to walk. He could hear Law's teeth grinding and his worry grew as his arm heated up by just holding Law. The alpha was practically burning, heat was radiating off every part of Law's body and he wondered just how battered Law was underneath his clothing. He took the opportunity as they walked to really examine Law's face; there was a high bruise on one cheek, both of his eyes were blood shot, his lip was split and there was a cut just above his eyebrow.
If Doflamingo could do this to an alpha, he didn't even want to image what could be done to him. He barely managed to hold back a nervous whine and looked away from Law quickly before he grew too anxious to continue walking. His omega had been very timid lately and he didn't need to have a panic attack right now, he just had to keep walking, not focus on thoughts of what could be. He just wanted to survive the now.
The further they walked, the harsher Law started to breathe; it was if he couldn't get enough air. Perhaps he was putting too much pressure of Law's side? He softly slid his arm lower, gently holding Law's hips instead of his waist. Law stumbled, gasping, and turned to him. "Why-." Law started to speak but it was cut off by a cough.
Law's eyebrows scrunched together and then he coughed again and again. Law couldn't seem to stop, it was as if the alpha couldn't catch his breath and he started to panic when Law stumbled away from him and fell into the wall, coughing violently now. His hands were fretting over Law; he didn't know what to do. What did he do? How was he supposed to stabilize this alpha?
"Medic! We have to get you to the medic!" He exclaimed, grabbing Law and trying to lead the alpha away. Law didn't move but did grab the back of his shirt, shaking his head. He blinked in confusion and pulled a little harder. "No! The dungeon!" Law gasped out, tightening his fist. Was Law kidding?! He was coughing his lungs out and he wanted to go to the dungeon?!
He was about to argue but Law started to gain control. "Please, to Athena." Law begged, eyes staring at him pleadingly. He hesitated but now that Law wasn't coughing he gave in and wrapped his arm back around Law, worrying his lip the whole time. "Fine." He finally huffed out and they started walking, Law's hand traveled to his back and clutched his shirt as they walked.
As they made their way down the hallways and few guards stopped and then bowed. They didn't say anything though, just continued on their way and he bit his lip to keep from crying out in anger. How were they okay with this? If it was him hurt then fine but Law was their future king! Why wasn't anybody helping? Why were they not concerned about this?
His thoughts were rolling with anger and he didn't notice that Law was now leaning heavily into him; he didn't know something was wrong until Law went completely limp. He barely managed to tighten his grip on Law as they stumbled forward and Law fell forward into the floor. He just barely managed to keep Law's head from hitting the floor and he moved the cloth away from Law's face just enough to see him more clearly.
He was worried about Law's suddenly going unconscious but all his thoughts were chased away as the cloth was moved just enough to reveal Law's slim neck. His breath picked up at the sight of the forming finger like bruises that were wrapped perfect around Law's neck. Law was strangled. Doflamingo had held Law down and strangled him. His eyesight blurred in fear, was Doflamingo going to do the same to him? No, no, no. Panic was flooding him and it took all his strength to not run to his room and hide.
His panic subsided as Law's eyes started to blink open. He could see that Law wasn't fully coherent; his eyes looked unfocused and almost lost in a sense. It was like Law was looking at him but wasn't. He waited until Law's eyes slowly slid into focus before helping Law sit up.
"Are you okay?" He asked and Law nodded.
They started to stand and he had to stifle a cry of pain when Law's hand held on to his shoulder for support.
Once they were standing Law fell back against the wall and reached for his shirt. "Show me." Law ordered and pulled his shirt down before he could reply. His shoulder was now on display for Law who was staring at the healing, bruised skin. A sense of shame filled him and he averted his eyes, not wanting to see the disgust that he knew would be on Law's face. "I am fine." He lied.
He expected a scornful reply but instead Law's voice sounded, almost hurt. "My uncle?" Law asked.
He looked up slowly; staring into Law's pained eyes. He didn't know how to reply so he just stared, letting his eyes speak for him. Law eventually dropped his hand and looked down. "Shit." Law growled through gritted teeth. Law's anger for him made his heart thud, it was the same anger that Law had shown in the dining room and he wasn't sure how it made him feel.
"Let's go." He whispered and put his arm back around Law. This time Law did the same, wrapping a firm arm around his waist.
As they made it to the stairs he knew that this would be a challenge. Law could barely walk straight. How would he get down the stairs? After a moment, he came up with a plan. "Lean on me." He mumbled and moved forward enough for Law to lie down almost on top of his back. It was the best way in his mind to carry Law down the stairs; he certainly did not have the strength to lift the alpha in his arms.
Law groaned in pain as they walked down the stairs and he could feel Law's hot breath on the back of his neck. He was worried Law would slide off but they successfully made it down the steps and then his arm was securely around Law once again.
Law led him through the dungeon until they came to a small dark corner. "There is a hatch." Law panted out and he nodded, looking for the hidden door. Once he found it he opened it, the door fell open sideway and he pulled himself out. Law was leaning against the wall, looking up at him, now illuminated by the moon.
He reached both hands down and knew that this wasn't going to be pretty. Law was already wincing just lifting his arms up and grabbing his forearms. With all his strength he started to pull while Law scrambled upward with his feet. Law was screaming by the time he managed to pull him up and he bit his lip nervously when Law crumbled into the sand letting out a pained sob. Law should really see a medic.
A strong wind made him stumble forward and he turned around to see Athena landing next to them. He was mesmerized by her beauty, he forgot how beautiful Law's dragon was and a strong wave of sadness hit him. He missed Ceto. He wanted nothing more than to swim with his dragon once again.
Before he could stop himself he was reaching to pet Athena. She closed the distance and he was stunned when an image filled his mind. It was off Ceto pressed closely against Hypnos, sleeping. His heart ached at the sight and he was glad both dragons were still glued together the way they had been in the past. Thank you. The image seemed to say and he suddenly knew that Athena was showing him this as a thank you for bringing Law out to her.
The image changed quickly to show him Law being lifted onto her back. Help. She was saying. He was still in shock of her ability, he'd heard the rumors but didn't know it was true, that she could see the actual future and show images to people but he decided to think about all of this later.
He ran to Law who was now resting in the sand, panting softly. He helped the alpha stand and led him over to Athena. "This is going to hurt." He mumbled, thinking of the pain it took to just pull him out of the dungeon. "It already does." Law chuckled and then smiled tightly at him. Law had never smiled at him before and it was almost as mesmerizing as Athena. What was even more surprising than the smile was Law's ability to try and joke when he was so obviously pained.
Perhaps Law was growing delusional.
Athena lay down in the sand as they came closer and he spoke before climbing on her back. "May I?" He asked and she nodded.
He climbed on her back, noticing that her scales had the same smoothness of Ceto but where slightly cooler. He looked down at Law who was holding on to Athena's side, his face pale. "Brace yourself." He warned and then reached down to lift Law.
The height to lift was much higher than before and Athena was attempting to help but stretching her neck around and pushing Law up from behind. Law's face had turned from pale to completely red, "SHIT, FUCK, SHIT, FUCK, SHIT, FUCK!" Law was screaming, looking like he was about to burst open from all the pain he was going through.
He sighed in relief when Law landed on Athena beside him. "Well that wasn't so bad." He said nervously, patting Law's back softly. Law looked at him with raised eyebrows but only huffed in response. He waited until he caught his breath and then slid off of Athena and into the sand.
Had he done the right thing? He wasn't sure. Law needed a medic not a dragon. Where was Law going to in his condition anyway? What was so important that he'd risk Doflamingo's anger again?
"Sanji." Law called just as he reached the hatch. He blinked in shock, not sure he was hearing right. Law never called him by his name before. "Sanji?" Law called again and he turned around, trying to hide his shocked expression. Law smiled once again, "Thank you."
He didn't know how to reply to Law and just nodded dumbly. Law's eyes drifted from him to the back of Athena's neck. "Don't you dare drop me." He grumbled and Athena snorted before taking off.
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Zoro
He'd just turned the corner, shocked to see Sanji standing in front of Law, with the alpha holding his shirt down over his shoulder. The image of Law bloody and beaten flickered through his mind and he pushed the disturbing memory away.
Law's bruised face was distraught as he looked at Sanji's shoulder and he wondered if he should confront them but before he could make the choice Law released Sanji and looked down, his face was contorted in anger. He took a step forward, ready to protect Sanji should Law strike but to his surprise Sanji wrapped an arm around Law's hips, lifting the alpha up.
Law's own arm slid around Sanji's waist and he couldn't stop the jealousy from taking over for just a second. He didn't want Law so close to Sanji but this was good right? They were finally getting along. He watched them for a moment, assuming they were going to the doctor. He debated helping but didn't want to interrupt them and his choice was made when Johnny and Yosaku came up behind him.
"Are you coming?" Johnny asked. "You promised to train us."
He nodded and followed the two away.
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Sanji
He was walking through the dungeon, trying to find his way out when a loud voice spoke up. "You there." He turned to look at a grungy looking prisoner who was in the cell next to him, smirking. He walked a little closer to the cell, trying to get a better look at the large man's face. It wasn't a smart choice, as soon as he stepped into the light the man's smirk grew.
"What is a pretty little omega like you doing down here? You lost kitten?" The man chuckled and walked toward the bars. He stepped away, disgusted. Frowning he started to walk again, only to be brought to a complete stop, "Now hold up, where do you think you are going little kitten?" The prisoner asked, just having sent a wave of alpha pheromones straight through him. His eyes widened in fear at his inability to walk away, this alpha was strong,
He wasn't sure where the sudden courage came from but he turned his head to bare his teeth at the alpha. Maybe it was the fact that the alpha was locked up or maybe he was just tired of being scared. Whatever it was he could feel a snarky reply building in his throat and the prisoner's grin grew, the man had now reached the bars, sliding his large hands through them.
"You got a key, how about you let me out so we can play, I'll show a sweet little thing like you a real good time." The alpha purred, licking his lips and this time sent a wave of pheromones so strong that he nearly rocked back on his feet. All his courage vanished and he whined uneasily. The alpha was overwhelming, he almost wanted to lie on his stomach and submit entirely to this unknown man.
"Cut it out." A softer voice spoke from further ahead of him.
The alpha stepped back, his smirk turning to a frown. "Oh yeah and if I don't, you going to tell on me to your doting brother?" The alpha asked and then laughed loudly, startling him.
"That omega is royalty, you are playing with fire." The softer voice spoke again, not sounding angry just annoyed.
"Fine, fine. I don't wish for my death today, scurry off little kitten." The alpha grinned and waved his hand through the bars.
The hold on him was released and he shot forward, wanting to get as far away from that cell as possible. "Wait!" The soft voice called as he passed a cell and he paused, looking at a dirty blonde, shackled at his ankle. The blonde immediately scuffled forward, eyes wide, "I saw you with Law. How is he doing? Is he okay?" The blonde asked, looking almost manic.
He frowned, not sure he should answer and started to walk away. "Please!" The blonde begged.
"I-." He paused, shaking his head. "I have to go." He mumbled and ran off, praying he found the stairs soon.
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Law
He was draped over Athena's neck, arms holding tight. His hand was useless to hold on for long and this was the easiest way to hold on to her even though it made it even harder for him to breathe. Athena was showing him images of her pacing outside the castle. Sorry, sorry. She was repeating and he knew guilt was eating at her for not stepping in and stopping Doflamingo.
"No need to be sorry. I already know you can't see split decisions and I am glad you did not intervene. There is no telling what my uncle would have done if you had." He replied, honestly happy she had not interrupted. He deserved the beating and his uncle would have flipped, wanting her killed.
Athena grumbled and then the image changed to Luffy who was reading on the bed, his expression was annoyed and Ace was sitting next to him talking with animated hands. Okay, safe. Athena started to say and he smiled, knowing this was her way of soothing and distracting him. It worked; he spent a majority of the ride watching Luffy through Athena.
His alpha reacted but hardly to the images and a feeling of wrong started to ebb at the edges of his mind. His alpha should not be this dormant but he didn't care, right? Did he really need his alpha? He was more worried about what he'd tell Luffy to explain his condition.
Suddenly a sharp pain shot through his side and he gasped. The image faded and he sat up, relieving the pressure off his chest, he had to use his injured hand to hold onto Athena now and pained tears filled his eyes.
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Marco
"Alright! Caerus: one and Attis: two." He called to the two dragons that were covered in sand, Attis had Caerus pinned down. He'd thought of this little game of wrestling and since it was night it wasn't too hot and plus he was bored, insanely bored. He couldn't even remember the last time he stayed home this long, he should be in some country, meeting people, selling, and exploring new lands. Of course he was enjoying his little game of capturing Ace's interest but it only kept him interested for so long. He could only spend so much time annoying the prince.
Gaia was lying in the sand next to him and he spoke up. "Caerus either tie it up or you lose the whole round to Attis."
Both of the dragons stood up and started to circle each other, ready to pounce. He chuckled at Caerus's determined eyes and Attis's excited twitch of his tail. Guess the dragons had been bored as well, both had jumped at the opportunity to wrestle. "Ready, set, go!" He yelled.
The ground shook as both dragons slammed into each other and attempted to get the upper hand. Caerus was much larger but Attis was quick, it was almost evenly matched and interesting as hell. "Attis, no teeth! Caerus, no fire!" He scolded when the dragons occasional tried to cheat the rules.
Gaia snorted beside him and he smirked, "Don't worry girl, we both know you'd beat them both." Gaia gave a throaty cough to that and he knew she was chuckling, he had the urge to reach over and pet her but decided against it, and instead he buried his hands into the sand.
The sound of wings ended up cutting the wrestling match short and he smiled widely as Athena landed, he leapt to his feet, ready to tackle his friend but Athena chirped in distress as soon as she landed and he noticed Law was draped on her neck, he ran forward, placing a hand on her and looking up. "Law!" He called and Law slowly slid off Athena once she was lying down, groaning the entire time.
Once Law was on the sand he slumped down, he reached pulling Law back to his feet and turning him around. He pulled off the cloth angrily, assessing the injuries on Law's face. Shit. "Oh fuck, not again." He grumbled, running his fingers across Law's swollen cheek, to his busted lip, and finally to the cut.
"Attis, come here." He called and Law's eyes widened. "No!" Law hissed, "Doflamingo can't know." Law pleaded, eyeing Attis warily.
"But Law you can hardly stand." He protested, waving to Attis to stop.
"We can't risk it." Law explained and he knew it was because of Luffy. Doflamingo would come here in a second if Attis acted now.
"Damnit, fine. We have to get you cleaned up before Luffy sees you." He grumbled, looking at Law's bloodied clothes. He picked up Law easily, carrying him into the restroom and closing the door with his foot; he gently placed Law back on his feet and started to unbutton the remaining buttons on Law's robe.
"What happened?" He asked as he pulled the clothing off of Law and then worked on the shirt underneath. "It is my fault, I pissed him off, egged it on." Law murmured and anger filled him. Not this shit again. He hated when Law got this way, thinking Doflamingo was justified in his actions but this attitude came when he'd been hurt badly and he wasn't sure he wanted to see what was underneath Law's clothes.
"Bastard, I ought to kill him." He grumbled.
"I need him." Law whispered, sounding dazed.
When will Law snap out of this damn mindset? It was like his friend was brainwashed. He removed the shirt and any reply he had to Law was cut off, this was bad. Really bad. He touched Law's bare chest, fingers trembling. How was Law moving? He'd never seen a person so badly beaten, Law was bruised everywhere. He could barely find the tan patches of regular skin, everything was swollen.
His eyes drifted upward and he finally say the bruises around Law's neck, he hadn't noticed them in the darkness outside but now they were on full display and he felt his eyes start to fill with tears of absolute hate. "Fuck, he strangled you." He hissed out, his nails digging into the palm of his now clenched fist. He'd KILL that man.
"I shouldn't have been talking back." Law mumbled, looking away. He was disgusted by the reasoning but he was in a way proud, Law fought back? That was new and a good step but now look at this mess. He reached down to lift Law's swollen hand, Law winced and he held it gently examining it. "Can you move it?" He asked.
"Yes." Law replied and closed the hand into a fist, letting out a quiet whimper at the pain. It didn't look promising but at least it didn't seem to be completely shattered and broke. He took another look at Law's battered torso, a shiver of anger shaking him.
"Lean on me, so I can slip your pants off." He ordered and Law immediately lifted his sore arms, draping them over each of his shoulders and leaning as close as possible. He let Law rest against him, not liking the heat coming from his friend or the constant trembling. The most frightening part was the wheezing he could now hear as Law's mouth was almost pressed against his ear.
Law cried each time he had to life a leg but the pants came off and he closed his eyes at the sight of Law's equally battered legs. Doflamingo had made sure to cause harm to every part of Law. "Law I should really call Attis, this is really bad." He choked out, wanting to hug Law against him but afraid to hurt his friend.
Law trembled harder and he worried for a moment that Law was going to pass out. "I am okay." Law mumbled against his neck.
"Okay? What part of you is okay? What part of this fucked up mess is okay?!" He yelled out, unable to contain his emotions. Law immediately flinched, seeming to bury himself closer into his chest. "I am sorry, please." Law whimpered, his good fist clutching at the back of his shirt. His heart squeezed painfully at Law's instant submission.
"Shit, Law. I am not going to hurt you." He pulled back, looking at Law's pale face. What had Doflamingo done? What had that bastard DONE? "Look at me." He ordered, grabbing the sides of Law's face as firmly as he could without causing too much pain. Law had been this way before but not this bad, never this bad. He sniffed, already knowing he'd smell no alpha scent. Law's alpha was completely repressed.
Last time this had happened it had been almost a month before Law came fully back but they didn't have the luxury of time now, he had to coax Law's alpha out, now.
"Who are you?" He asked.
Law's lips tilted down in confusion. "Your friend?"
He shook his head, "No, you are Law Water D Trafalgar. The future king of Flevance, the rider of a dragon, a royal alpha." He emphasized the last few words and Law's eyes darted around trying to look anywhere else but he held firm, not allowing Law to escape.
"I.." Law trailed off, starting to grow distressed.
"A future father." He saw a flicker in Law's eyes. There it is, that's the spark he needed. That was the route he needed to take and he continued quickly, "You are Luffy's mate." Law's eyes were now focused on him.
"Are you going to allow Luffy to be beat?" He asked. As his words sunk in Law's eyes started to darken. "Will you still be okay then?" He kept pushing; Law was now baring his teeth. "No." Law growled and was trembling now but not in pain.
"Well that is what this is leading to." He spoke the truth and Law gritted his teeth together.
"Stop." Law's voice was deeper now; both of his hands had come up from his back and were clutching his shoulders even the hurt one. Good, he wanted Law to get angry.
"Your uncle will leave hand prints all over those two precious babies in Luffy's stomach, turn them black and blue. Is that what you want?" He questioned and Law exploded. The bathroom filled with the scent of alpha, it was smothering but he didn't mind, he inhaled it even.
"I'LL KILL HIM." Law roared, voice breaking. He smirked as Law backed him up into the wall, clutching angrily at the collar of his shirt.
"There you are, this is the alpha that they need." He spoke proudly, having never seen Law's alpha take over so completely. It was impressive; the scent alone was enough to give him thoughts of submitting. One thing was for sure, Law was completely devoted to Luffy and those babies, and his friend has never shown passion this strongly. Maybe Luffy will be the key to Law finally embracing his alpha?
As soon as the fire arrived, it left; Law's eyes went from a vengeful alpha to his friend. He was happy to see that Law's eyes were now clear not filled with submission just the clear grey he was used to. Law's eyebrows scrunched together, "Marco?" Law questioned, looking at him in confusion.
"Welcome back." He patted Law's cheek.
Law winced, grimaced, and slapped his hand away. "Fuck that hurts."
"Sit I need to grab you some clothes." He ordered.
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Ace
Law's voice had practically shaken the room and Luffy was now sitting up, alert and staring at the door. It was easy to see Luffy's eagerness and anticipation at Law's late arrival. Why was the damn alpha yelling anyway? It was the middle of the damn night.
"I wonder what that was about." He muttered.
"Should we check?" Luffy asked back but was already getting out of the bed. "You stay." He ordered before his brother all but sprinted to get to Law.
He walked toward the door and poked his head out of the door. The bathroom was lit up and he bit his lip looking back at Luffy. Surely his brother would be fine without an alpha for a few moments. Curiously he slipped out of the door and looked into the bathroom.
It took a moment to realize it was Law who was turned around, his eyes widened at the bruises littering his back and legs. Oh shit, what had happened to the alpha? He opened his mouth to ask when he was yanked back and dragged down the hall.
He blinked in confusion as Marco caged him against the wall. His heart sped up. Marco's alpha was seeping through and his eyes were flat and hard, they didn't carry the usually playfulness he was used to. "What you just saw is none of your concern." Marco growled, voice deeper than it normally was.
"Like hell it isn't." He protested, Law was his brother's mate. Of course he had a right to be concerned and question things.
"This is Law's business and Law alone needs to tell Luffy. Go back to your brother he needs an alpha." Marco stepped away, staring hard. He frowned in annoyance and Marco walked away without another word.
He watched as Marco entered the bathroom and then spoke in a completely different tone to Law, "I told you to sit your ass down."
The way Marco's voice changed bothered him more than he dared to admit and he begrudgingly walked back to the room.
"What happened?" Luffy asked, eyes looking past him and into the hall.
"Ask Law." He hissed and walked to the window to pout in silence.
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Luffy
He frowned at his sulking brother but decided to deal with that later, what was taking Law so long? His eyes flickered back to the door and he whined, wanting to get up and just find his damn mate. How dare he make him wait this long after making noise! Mate, mate! His omega was practically chanting in excitement.
When the door opened his smile turned into a frown. Why was Law hurt. MATE. His omega yelled, filling him with anger. He'd never felt such rage from his omega and he growled. Not at Law but at the wounds, all the same it made Law stop and look at him with a raised eyebrow.
He couldn't contain himself any longer and he shot up from the bed, crowding around Law, sniffing and examining the wounds. His hands were fretting over each bruise his found. "You shouldn't be out of bed." Law murmured and he whined, his omega was going crazy. His eyes rested on Law's neck and then up to his face.
He reached up, now fretting over Law's face. "What happened?" He asked. Mate! His omega cried. He felt the sudden urge to push the damn second identity away so he could listen and think but instead embraced it, he had promised he would try but damn it was hard.
"Can we talk about it later, I am exhausted." Law replied and though he was impatient he nodded. He could see it, Law was not trying to just escape questioning, his mate was legitimately tired. "Come, lie down." He pulled Law to the bed by the hand that actually looked normal.
As they settled down into the bed, he shot a look at Ace. Leave, he said through his eyes and Ace rolled his eyes but left.
Once they were alone he let out pheromones, it was a bit strange since he hardly ever did it willingly but it was natural and it seemed to sooth Law who was lying awkwardly on his side. They stared at each other in silence and he reached to place a hand on Law's side, he wanted to comfort his injured mate but Law groaned in pain and he yanked his hand away.
Instead he opted to clutch onto Law's loose shirt and scooted as close as possible without actually touching Law's chest to his. He quietly crooned, a whim of his omega, he hadn't realized he'd been doing it at first but was happy to see Law's eyes drift shut at the sound. He continued to croon until Law's breathing deepened.
After he was sure his mate was asleep he stopped crooning and instead listened to the labored breathing. It was impossible to sleep when Law seemed to be having so much trouble breathing and he lightly began to trace the wounds on Law's arms. Law stirred and moaned softly but didn't wake.
Who did this to you?
Protect. His omega growled and though he was shocked he agreed. He'd fight for Law if he had to.
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